[cicadas chirping]
[owl hoots]
-Hey. -Sonny.
I saw you with him earlier.
And you were all over him.
[Russian accent] What do you want me to do?
He's still my husband.
Yeah, but not for long.
-What do you mean? -You know what I mean,
because we're gonna get rid of him.
We're not good people, are we?
I'll show you how good we are.
[slam echoing]
[somber music]
[woman on P.A. making announcement]
[toilet flushes]
[man] So, uh, you want a job, Mr. Jordan?
[Sonny] Yes, sir. I saw your help wanted ad
for a mechanic and I called.
I talked to your guy, uh, Pete,
and he said he was gonna hold the position for me.
-When was that? -Two days ago.
Oh, well, I'm sorry, Mr. Jordan, but you're too late.
Wait, sir, listen,
I came a very long way to be here
because Pete promised me a job.
Well, Pete doesn't handle the hiring, I do.
That position's already been taken.
I'll, uh... I'll hang on to your application,
keep it on file in case anything comes up.
[woman on P.A.] Service call, line three.
Thanks.
[somber music]
-[engine revs, tires screech] -[gasps]
[distant police siren]
[door opens]
-[country music playing] -[bar patrons laughing]
-[door closes] -[man groans]
[stretching]
[grunts]
[older man groans]
[Sonny grunts]
[Sonny] Son of a bitch!
[older man] Come on, now!
Come on. Come on!
-You all right, man? Huh? -He sure was tryin'.
-Yeah. -I only got $60 on me.
That bastard tried to stick me for $60.
It's a good thing you came along, man.
Thank you. Thank you.
Hey, you're bleeding, man.
-What? -Yeah.
-Oh. -And there.
And you're sure you've never seen
-the assailant before, Mr. Good? -No.
If I ever do see him again, he better run,
'cause I'll put my foot so deep up his ass,
I'll have to untie my shoe to get it out.
And what about you, sir, Mr., uh, Jordan?
No. I never saw him before, either.
It's brave of you to step in like you did.
Sure was. I owe you, son.
It just seemed like the thing to do at the time.
Well, I'll put this out on the wire
-in case anyone spots him. -Well, thank you.
And don't forget about that scar on his face,
right along here. Just like that.
Yes, sir.
[female medic] All right, sir. These are for pain.
Thank you.
Mr. Good, you were real lucky, but I still recommend
you go to the hospital, let them look at your arm.
I ain't going to no hospital for this little scratch.
George!
There she is. There's my Russian beauty.
-You're hurt. -No.
I'm fine, baby. I'm fine.
Look, see here? Just a scratch. Just a scratch.
Did they find the man who attacked you?
No. No. Not yet. Not yet.
Sonny. Sonny. Sonny, stay right there.
Larissa, this here is Sonny Jordan.
He's the one that helped me with that son of a bitch that tried to rob me.
Sonny, this is my wife, Larissa.
Nice to meet you. Thank you for helping my husband, Mr. Jordan.
I just happened to be there, Mrs. Good.
Mr. Good, some forms to fill out.
I can do that for him.
-She's somethin', ain't she? -Yes, sir.
So what are you up to, Sonny?
Nothing special.
I've been trying to look for a job.
What kind of a job?
Right now, I'll take just about anything.
[George] Huh. I'll tell you what,
why don't you ride along with Larissa and me
back to our place
and we can talk about that and get you a good meal
under your belt while we're at it?
That's the least I could do, son. Right, Larissa?
Right.
Is this all you have, Mr. Jordan?
This is it.
Please, call me Sonny.
Okay, Sonny.
Truck's right there. Let's go.
-[plate clinks] -[Sonny] Boy, gotta tell you, that was excellent.
-Thank you. -[Larissa] You're welcome.
-Now, Sonny? -Yeah.
I want you to look me in the eye.
-Thank you. -And I want you to tell me,
are you really as good a mechanic as you say you are?
George, I can fix anything on wheels.
Anything.
And here I am with my mechanic quitting last week
and this arm needin' to heal up.
It's providence.
So why don't you just stay on, help me out,
and make yourself a little money, too?
Really?
I got a room right over the shop with a bed,
running water, john, shower downstairs.
I even got a TV you could use.
Hell, I got everything a man could want right here.
Yeah, I see that.
[somber music]
[Larissa] I just don't like strangers in the house.
[George] Darlin', I owe him.
And besides, I can't work with my arm like it is.
[Larissa] You don't know anything about him, George, except that he's homeless.
There were times that I had empty pockets, and so did you.
I just wanna give the man a chance.
All right then.
Good. Now, I want you to come over here
and kiss me where it hurts.
-[Larissa kisses George] -[George] Oh.
[Larissa] He might hear us.
[George] He's not gonna hear us.
[laughing]
[fan rattling]
[exhales]
[rooster crows]
-[George] This is it. -[Sonny] Huh.
Now, I warn you, the tools are old,
but they still do the job.
Back then, they used to make them to last forever.
Yeah.
Not like that computer shit over here I had to buy.
Used to be didn't need no computer to fix an engine.
Man could tell what was wrong by the sound of it.
-Is this you? -[chuckles] Yeah.
Yeah. That was ages ago.
Used to work on race cars.
-Good times, man. -Very cool, man. Very cool.
Good times.
So, where should I get started?
Well, I got a brake job on a John Deere
coming in around nine.
What do you got under there?
Oh, that's just something I work on
when I got nothin' better to do.
-Ain't had the time lately. -Whoa, nice.
Needs a new carburetor, but I can't find one.
What are you gonna do with it when you're finished?
-You gonna sell it? -No.
I'm gonna give it to Larissa for a present.
Huh.
Twenty percent off, just for you, Ronny.
-Here we go. -Thank you, Mrs. Good.
You know I'll be back.
-You have a good day. -Thank you. You, too.
-Say hi to Rose. -You betcha, I will.
[suspenseful music]
[tool clanking]
[wrench ratcheting]
[ratcheting]
Boy knows his way around machinery.
-Does he? -He does.
Watched him real close. Even knows that computer shit.
-[kiss] -Good hands.
[bottle fizzes]
[George] Larissa, have you seen my keys?
[George snoring]
Mr. Jordan.
Yes, Mrs. Good?
There is something I have to say to you.
-Okay. -If you want to stay here,
you have to stop doing what you've been doing.
What I've been doing?
You have to stop looking at me the way you do.
And how have I been looking at you?
You know how.
Why'd you marry that old man? Hmm?
Woman who, uh, looks like you.
Don't talk about my husband that way.
He likes you. I thought you liked him, too.
I do. I do.
But I like you better.
Should I call him and tell him how you talk to me when he's not around?
How about I call him, tell him face to face, man to man?
Hmm? And you know what he'd probably do, right?
He'd probably, uh, send me down the road.
But is that what you really want?
Do you want me to be sent down the road?
-I thought you needed this job. -I've had lots of jobs.
Lots of women, too, I bet.
Well, just stop it.
You know what? It just occurred to me.
Huh. It seems to me that in order for me
to be looking at you the way you say I look at you,
well, you'd have to be looking at me, too, right?
[somber music]
So I went looking for go-karts, you know,
thinking, you know, that I was gonna find something
like I used to make when I was a kid, you know,
[distant sounding] out of a-- out of a lawnmower engine,
and I wonder if kids make go-karts these days.
But it might be a good idea for us to have competitions,
maybe with classes...
¶¶
Well, forget the money. I'd stay around just for the food.
[George and Sonny laugh]
Hey, Sonny, how would you like a taste of whiskey?
Yeah. Sure.
Great. Well, you mind gettin' some glasses from the kitchen?
-Of course. -And a little bit of ice while you're at it?
-You got it. -And I'm gonna be in the livin' room.
-Okay. -All right.
You know, you look a little hot.
Maybe I can help you with that, hmm?
-How's that? -Stop.
Stop.
How does that feel? Hmm?
Stop.
Stop it.
[breathing heavily]
[George] Hey. How long's it take to get ice?
Be right there.
There you go.
What are you grinnin' about?
-I found one. -Found one what?
A carburetor for the Cutlass.
-No! -Yep.
And I already took the old one out
so you can match it up with the new one.
But, listen, you got to hurry because, uh,
they said someone else already called about it, so...
Oh. Damn right I'm gonna hurry.
[chuckles]
I'll be a while!
[Sonny moaning]
Where did George go?
He went to get a part.
How long is he gonna be gone?
Oh. At least three or four hours.
-I better get back inside. -Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Wait a minute. Wait a minute. I think you should stay.
You're making me dirty.
[Sonny] Whoa.
Take this off.
[Sonny panting]
[breathing hard]
[horn honking]
[pickup truck honking]
[George] Hey, Larissa!
Larissa! Come on! I wanna show you somethin'!
Come on!
[George] Destruction derby-- you know, one of-- I forget what they called 'em.
They had them in the '50s and '60s,
where you build these cars and you wreck 'em, you know.
Hey. Come over here, darlin'.
Come on, beauty, beauty, beauty, beauty, beauty. We found one.
It way past Pearl River, but we found one.
-Found what? -A carburetor for the Cutlass.
Sonny found it.
-Did he? -Yeah.
[whispering] Tell you what, he's a keeper.
How we doin'?
[Sonny] All right, give me two seconds, two seconds.
All right. Go ahead. Turn her over.
[ignition sputters]
Okay. Hold on. Hold on. Hold on.
Let me just--
All right. Go ahead. Try it again.
-[engine starts] -It runs!
-Hot damn! It runs! -It still needs some adjusting.
Yeah, I can hear that, but I tell you what,
I'm-a run her down the road a mile or two.
See how she handles.
[Larissa] George, be careful.
Darlin', it's only a mile or two.
I'll be right back.
[Sonny] We need to be careful.
-Did George say anything? -No. And he won't, either,
unless you start acting different towards me or him.
-Different? -Yes. Getting all nice to us,
as if you actually like me all of a sudden,
and being extra nice to him because you're guilty.
It's a dead giveaway.
You sound like an expert. Is that what you are?
An expert at sleeping with other men's wives?
As much as an expert as you are
with cheating on your husband.
I'm not an expert. I've never done it before.
It didn't help, you covering me in grease
all over with your dirty hands.
Took me over an hour in the bath to wash it all off.
Well, look. There it is.
Next time just call me, and I'll help you.
There won't be next time, okay?
We were curious.
We got it out of our systems,
and now we can move on like it never happened.
Yeah, but it did happen.
I mean it. Never again.
Yeah, boy. She'll run great
once we adjust the idle and the fuel mixture.
Can't wait to get her out on the turnpike, man,
and really open her up.
For you, darlin'.
-For me? -Of course it's for you.
-George, thank you. -Darlin'.
Oh.
-Everything's for you. -You're so sweet.
Come on. Get in. Let's see how it looks on you.
[George] Oh, darlin'.
You look so classy, darlin'.
-Don't she? -Yes, sir. Real classy.
Come on. I wanna see you drive it.
[engine starts]
[George] Let's go-- let's go grab a McDonald's.
[George] He says, "What does a woman
-and a tornado have in common?" -[Sonny] Mm-hmm.
[George] "They both moan like hell when they come
and take the house with them when they go."
-[laughing] -[Sonny] That's a good one.
-[both laughing] -That's a good one.
You know, I got a joke.
Well, go ahead. Tell it. Don't be shy.
Okay. So a man's in bed with another man's wife.
Uh-oh.
And all of a sudden, they hear her husband driving up.
And the wife says, "Oh, my God! My husband's home!"
And the boyfriend says, "Where's your back door?"
The wife says, "We don't have a back door."
The boyfriend says, "Well, where do you want one?"
[laughing]
[George] Wait a minute. Wait a minute. That reminds me.
I've got one. It's almost like that.
When the wife and the boyfriend hear the husband come,
the boyfriend says, "Where's your back door?"
But the wife screams,
"We ain't got time for my back door. You crazy?
My husband's home!"
-George! -[laughing]
You're completely wasted. I'm going to bed.
Oh, darlin'. Come on, come on, come on.
Don't be like that.
Larissa! Goddamn it.
-I'm gonna pay for that. -Hmm.
She don't like it when I'm crude.
Women just don't understand that a man's got to have a drink
and tell a dirty joke once in a while. Am I right?
Absolutely, you're right. Here. Let me refill you.
Women and men just have a different sense of humor.
Don't be stingy, pour a drink for a man, son.
There you go.
"Son."
I had a son once, you know.
Alan.
[groans softly]
Alan Good.
[chuckles] He was a good boy, too.
He'd be just about as old as you are now.
[George] Just as big, too, I'll bet.
[whispers] Jesus.
Mm-hmm.
[groans]
[George snoring]
[Sonny grunts]
[dramatic music]
[Sonny] Oh, yes.
Oh, God.
[panting]
[Larissa moaning]
Shhh! Shhh!
Shhh!
[moaning]
Shhh!
[muffled moans]
[sighs, chuckles]
I hate this.
What?
Oh, just sneaking around, cheating.
-We could stop. -Oh, we should.
Is that what you want?
Why'd you marry George, huh?
I was scared, alone,
I barely spoke English,
work at the shittiest jobs you can imagine.
You have no idea.
Oh, no, no. I get it. Believe me.
But where did George come into this?
I worked as a maid at this motel when he came in.
He was lonely after his wife had left him,
and, um, he liked my accent.
What? You have an accent?
-Hmm. -[laughing]
When he brought me here,
this place seemed like a-- like a sanctuary.
-Hm. -Now it feels like a cage.
[Sonny] Hm.
What about you? Where are you from?
-You really wanna know? -Course I do.
[chuckles] Originally, I'm from St. Louis.
I grew up in foster care and reform schools.
A ward of the state, that's what they called it.
You wouldn't believe the things that go on in those places.
Believe me, I'd die before I'd let a kid of mine end up in one.
-I'm so sorry. -Nah.
I guess we both just have really shitty stories, huh?
Yeah, we do.
You ever think of leaving?
George? And go where?
I don't know, anywhere, you know,
-just to be on your own. -I tried it already,
and it wasn't pretty. Not when you're broke.
But what if you had money, would you-- would you leave then?
-With you? -With anybody.
You know what, I should really get out of here now.
If I had money, I'd do it with you.
Sonny, we're going for a ride.
Where to?
-[removing gloves] -[truck door closes]
[engine starts]
[Sonny] So, uh, George, uh, where are we going?
[George] You'll see.
-So what's going on, Sonny? -What do you mean?
With you. Be straight with me.
George, you know, it just--
Sonny, I need to know what your plans are.
I need to know if you're stayin' on or movin' on.
-I just need to know. -Why?
Come here.
I want you to take a look around,
tell me what you think.
-About what? -The location.
The location? It's a dump.
-[laughs] Yeah! -Yeah.
Right now, it's a dump.
On the map, this is just a country road in the woods with not much else.
But in six months, they're gonna build
an alternate route right through there.
Now, it's just a mile long, Sonny,
but that's a million dollar mile,
because all of a sudden, this road is gonna be
an access route to the interstate.
When that happens, this dump is gonna be a gold mine
for the man with the vision to jump on it.
Okay. And what's the vision?
I'm gonna build what I have always dreamed of.
A motorsports park.
-A motorsports park? -Yeah!
I'm gonna put in a race car track
for sports cars and motorbikes right over there.
A go-kart track for kids, an autocross path over there,
food court with shops over there.
Hell, I might even put in a casino one day.
[laughs] Okay. So you're thinking about buying the lot?
Sonny, I already bought it! I already got the loan to build!
I got it all worked out down to the dollar.
I can see it like it's-- like it's already there.
So what about you, Sonny?
Can you see it?
[Larissa] I can see it.
I can see it real clear.
[Sonny chuckles]
Well, why didn't he tell me?
Ah. He just wanted everything to be set up first.
So racetrack over there
and the karting track for the kids to the left.
Mm-hmm. And a food court and a filling station,
and he's also gonna have a, uh, mechanic's shop
that he says I'll be running, maybe even a casino one day.
-This changes everything, Sonny. -Yeah.
This could be all we ever wanted.
Yeah.
What do you mean "we?"
I mean, you and me, of course.
-Wait, are you serious? -Yeah.
But... this is George's plan.
I mean, how are we supposed to get him out of it?
[Larissa] Exactly. How do we get George out of it?
Larissa... [scoffs]
they give you the needle
for what you're thinking about in this state.
So what you're talking about is crazy.
You're the one talking. I haven't said a word.
Well, you don't have to, because I can read your mind.
And what do you see in my mind, Sonny?
I see someone who doesn't want to just take a man's life.
-You wanna take his dream, too. -This is my dream!
I've been pushing and shoving this man for ages
to do more with his life, with our lives.
Well, it looks like he is.
Too late. This was before you came along.
Me?
-[breathing heavily] -[fan whirring]
[whirring growing louder]
-[Larissa] Oh, George! -[George] Sweetie!
George, I can't believe it! Show me-- show me again.
All right, I'll show you again.
Well, obviously, this is the go-kart racetrack for kids.
Here, on the second floor, is a food court and also shops.
Um, there should be a toy store
with cars and trucks that kids are crazy about.
Now, you see there? I would never have thought of that.
That's why we make such a good team.
When do you think it's gonna be done and open?
Oh, about-- about six, eight months for basics.
That'll give us cash flow.
The rest we'll do over time.
I got a name for it:
the Good Family Motorsports Park.
I love that! I love it.
[man] So you think it's the clutch or what?
Sonny, you think it's the clutch?
You know, it felt like it's the clutch to me.
-What? -Seemed like it was the clutch to me,
'cause it keep jumping, man.
When I put it in first, you know, it's okay,
but when I start trying to put it in second and third,
it start doing, like, this little jumping thing.
Yeah, man, I tell you what, I just put $2,500 in this thing.
Thinking about selling it.
Put a alternator in here, had to put a generator.
Air conditioner alone cost me almost a grand.
Mm-hmm.
-Sonny. -I saw you with him earlier.
And you were all over him.
What do you want me to do? He's still my husband.
Yeah, but not for long.
-What do you mean? -You know what I mean.
We're not good people, are we?
I'll show you how good we are.
-You wanna be the bad girl? -[gasping]
Yes. Yeah.
You wanna be bad, don't you?
-Yeah. -Tell me.
-Tell me. Are we bad people? -Yeah! Yeah!
-Are we bad people? -We are.
[breathing hard]
[groaning]
Oh, I'm a bad man.
-[Larissa panting] -[Sonny] Oh, I'm a bad man.
[backup warning beeping]
We just wanted to let you know
how much we hope that your sister feels better.
She'll be okay. Should just be a couple of days.
Well, we'll we'd be holding down the fort till you get back.
Hey, once again, thanks for the car.
[Larissa] You bet.
I promise, I'll take real good care of it.
Well, you better.
-[laughing] -[engine starts]
-See you soon. -See you soon.
-Hey. [chuckles] -Sorry I'm late.
There was a tie-up on the highway.
Just as long as you're here now.
[grunts]
[truck horn blaring]
What if we made it look like a robbery?
No, no. That's how we met in the first place, remember?
And how would that look?
He almost gets killed in a robbery,
then six months later, he gets killed in another one?
And I'm there for both of them? Come on.
Then what, Sonny? I'm not good at this.
Well, I've never done it before, either.
But whatever we do,
we have to do it sooner than later, okay?
It's a miracle he hasn't caught on to us yet.
Well, he's been so distracted by the motor park.
How about an accident maybe, huh?
We could, uh... we could rig something
to make it look like it just happened.
Like you and I, we had nothing to do with it.
[dramatic music]
[dialogue inaudible]
¶¶
Come on, I wanna show you something.
Okay. Close the door.
All right.
Okay, listen, I'm gonna be working under the tractor,
and I'm gonna tell George that I need his help.
And as soon as he's in the position
that that melon's in, then...
You ready? Watch.
See? This lift is ancient,
and I wore the safety cog down just enough
to make it look like it could have slipped at any time.
But if you are gonna be down there with George,
then who is gonna pull the lever?
No. No, I can't do that.
-Listen, listen! -I can't do this.
It has to be this way, okay?
I have to be down there with George
to get him into position,
and I can't pull the lever from down there.
Maybe-- maybe you can use a rope,
and you could just tie that rope to the lever.
-Wait a minute, a rope? -Yeah.
George is gonna be able to see that.
He's not blind. Now listen to me.
Do you want do this or not?
Come here.
[George] Baby, I was thinking that we oughta, like,
you know, get on the computer,
start lookin' around and seein', you know--
See if there's any kind of people
makin' any kind of money, you know.
[echoing] Maybe start a whole thing...
[George's voice echoing]
...like a Grand Prix car or somethin'.
Huh!
They're expensive, way too expensive.
We'll see what we can do. Find something cheap, you know?
[voice echoing] Though I guess we could go out
and find somebody knows how to do it.
We just need to, you know, do research.
God, I love these beans.
We're almost there, darlin', look.
-We're almost there. -I love it.
[camera flash whooshing]
[fan whirring]
[straining]
Goddamn it!
-What? What's wrong? -These old tractors, man.
That bolt-- that bolt is locked in. I can't get it loose.
Well, here, let me-- let me take a look.
Oh, yeah.
-All right. -All right.
Okay. Yeah. This damn thing's rusted tight.
-All right. -All right, it's-- Good.
[both grunting]
[George] Damn thing is tighter than a cat's ass.
[panting]
-Go again? -Let's do it.
[Sonny] All right.
-[Sonny] You ready? -[George] I'm ready.
All right.
One.
Two.
Three!
[Sonny screams]
Aaah!
-Sonny! -Aah, my hand!
-I'll pull the chain. -No! No!
No! We have to stick to the plan!
-But your hand! -You were never here!
You were in town when this happened!
Go! Just leave!
Leave now before someone pulls in off the road!
[crying]
You're gonna have to keep it together, okay?
What's done is done.
He ain't comin' back!
Oh, baby, I love you.
And remember, that's why we did this, right?
And you love me too, right? Huh?
I love you. You know I do.
Now go. Go!
Larissa!
Get rid of those shoes.
Get rid of them!
Go! Aah!
[engine starts]
[Larissa panting] Oh, fuck.
[grunts]
[cans thudding in cart]
[gasps, retching]
[vomiting]
[flushes]
-[line ringing] -[groaning]
-[woman] 911 emergency. -I need help!
[phone rings]
[ringing]
Hello?
[siren wailing]
-What happened? -[man] Mrs. Good?
-Yes. Who are you? -Detective Crawford, ma'am.
Detective, what's going on?
It seems there's been a very serious accident.
An accident? Where's my husband?
Well, I'm very sorry, but your husband's been killed.
Killed? [breathing rapidly]
-I'm sorry, ma'am. -Uh, how?
It looks like Mr. Good was working
under the suspended tractor along with your mechanic.
Sonny. Was he hurt, too?
His hand was injured pretty badly.
That was him in the ambulance you just saw.
Oh, my God!
Oh, my God! [sobbing]
George.
How is this possible?
I knew your husband, ma'am.
High school. He was a good guy.
[Larissa] He was a good guy.
[somber music]
Hey, thanks a lot, Officer. I really appreciate it.
Have a good night.
How is your hand?
It's fine. It's fine. Listen.
No more texting, okay?
-I was just worried about you. -I know. I know.
What did you do with the shoes?
What's eatin' at ya?
-It's the George Good thing. -The accident?
Older husband, pretty young wife, new business starting up
that could be worth millions in time.
-So? -So add in a handsome young mechanic who happens to be
on the scene at the time of the husband's death.
All right. Is it that he's young, that he's handsome,
or that he was on the scene that bothers you?
All three. It may be nothing.
-You met the wife? -Yep.
-And? -Russian, pretty, stylish.
Not the kind of woman you would expect to marry a tractor mechanic.
-Thing about the wife, clothes. -Clothes?
I'm thinking back on when Mrs. Good came home,
she's wearing this flowery dress,
hair wind-blown, driving in a-- a convertible.
Like I said, like a picture out of a magazine,
all except the shoes.
-Her shoes? -Yeah.
She's wearing these dirty tennis shoes
like you would wear to mow the lawn or something.
So?
So who do you know that goes grocery shopping
looking like Grace Kelly, wearing some nasty,
ratty-looking, raggedy tennis shoes?
Who's Grace Kelly?
All right, maybe her feet were sore.
Maybe her Mary Janes were nippin' on her bunions.
Maybe she has foot problems.
Or maybe she had to ditch the shoes
that she was wearing in a hurry,
-because she got blood on them. -Come on.
If you're standing right next to the release lever
of the lift that drops the tractor
on your husband's head, crushing his skull,
you're definitely gonna get blood on your shoes
because of the splatter.
And in a hurry, she grabs her old sneakers.
Exactly. And that's why we need to canvass that road
from the shop all the way into town.
That's, like, 15 miles.
Okay. We'll canvass.
-Tomorrow morning. -Copy that.
[crickets chirping]
Are you sure you threw them on this side of the road?
I told you, I threw one to the right,
the other one to the left down the road.
Yeah. Well, we have to find them.
But I wiped them off.
Don't you watch television?
Wiping them off isn't good enough.
Anybody could spot them out here.
Anybody but us.
What did the police say to you when they talked to you?
Nothing. A detective just told me about the accident.
What about you?
They asked me some questions in the emergency room.
-Detective? -No, just a patrolman.
You know, "How did it happen?
Where was I when the tractor fell?
Where was George?" Stuff like that.
What did you tell them?
I told them what we worked out I would tell them.
-Sonny? -What?
We shouldn't have done it.
Listen to me. Listen to me.
Don't you ever say that again, ever.
It's done.
You wanted it just as bad as I did, even more.
It was you who wanted to get rid of him, remember?
-[crying] Sonny, stop. -Don't start that crying shit, either.
I'm not getting the needle because you can't keep it together,
-you hear what I'm saying? -Sonny?
-I said, do you hear me? -[laughs] I see it.
Thank God.
We must have stepped over that thing a dozen times.
See, look, baby, this is what I'm talking about.
We just have to keep it together.
Now all we have to do is find the other shoe.
Come on.
[match strikes]
[Sonny] We have to be more careful from now on.
-I know. -If anyone were to suspect
that we're together, it would be bad.
We should stay apart then.
All business from now on,
at least until we know we're in the clear.
In that case, good night, Mr. Jordan.
Good night, Mrs. Good.
[dramatic music]
[police radio chatter]
[mower engine starts]
[straining]
[sweeping]
-Can I help you? -Place looks ship-shape.
Must be tough working with one hand, huh?
Yeah. But, hey, I'm sorry, man.
I'm not doing any mechanical stuff today.
I'm just working here, cleaning up.
But you can come back in a couple of days.
Sonny Jordan, right?
Yeah, that's right And you are?
Oh, we didn't get a chance to talk the other night.
Detective Crawford.
I'm sorry about the accident.
That must have hurt like a son of a bitch.
[laughs] Tell you the truth, it still does.
You know, they gave me some, uh, pills for the pain,
but, you know, pills only do but so much.
Wow, that lift is pretty old, huh?
Yeah. Everything is old in this place.
George wasn't one to buy new tools
if the old ones still did the job.
Besides, he was saving up for this motor park
-that he was building. -I've been by there.
Looks like a real winner once they get that alternate route in.
-Huh. -You involved in that?
Well, he was gonna have me run the mechanic side
once he got it up and running, but, uh,
now I don't know, you know.
I think his wife is still in shock,
so she hasn't had time to think it through yet.
So where you from, Mr. Jordan?
-From a lot of places. -Name a few.
[laughs]
Uh, St. Louis, Kansas City, New York, Albuquerque.
I even, uh, spent some time in Los Angeles.
-Travelin' man. -Yeah. I used to be.
But not anymore, huh?
Look, I had settled down in my original hometown,
but I lost everything in the floods last year.
I was down to my last dollar when George hired me.
He made me feel real welcome.
How about Mrs. Good? She make you feel welcome, too?
-[chuckles] -She was all right.
Look, I know how things can look to folks.
-How's that? -Come on, man.
You know how it is. You got this pretty young wife who marries a much older man.
Yeah, but the husband's gone now.
See, that's what I'm talking about.
But I'm telling you, it wasn't like that.
-But she is a pretty woman. -Yeah, she's a pretty woman.
There's a lot of pretty women in the world,
-but not a lot of good jobs. -But this pretty woman
might be coming into a whole lot of money soon.
She and her husband get along okay?
Yeah, they got along great. Why?
She was at the grocery store shopping when this happened, right?
Why are you asking me all of this, huh?
Look at it. It's worn out, it slipped.
That's the end of story.
I just don't feel like I'm earning my money
if I don't ask a few questions, right?
I mean, a man got killed. Come on.
If I need you to come down to talk some more,
that wouldn't be a problem, would it?
Look, I-- I really wouldn't feel comfortable leaving Mrs. Good here alone
so soon after her husband passed.
Yeah, but if I need you, you'll come down, right?
Right?
Look, if you need me, yes, I will come down.
-Great. -[stomps feet]
[chuckles]
Take care of that hand.
[car door closes, engine starts]
[horn honks]
What did he want?
You were watching?
No, just at the end.
If he had seen you, it would have looked suspicious.
What was he after?
He was just fishing. It's what cops do.
They throw in the hook to see if they get a nibble.
What did he ask you?
If I liked George.
If I was staying on now that George was gone.
-What you're like. -Me?
-Why would he ask that? -I told you, he's just fishing.
I couldn't sleep last night.
I kept going over everything,
trying to figure out whether we missed anything.
It was only the shoes. That's it.
We think the shoes were the only thing,
but it's always the things you don't think of.
[ominous music]
[thunder crashes]
[door creaks]
[thunder crashes]
Rough day, huh?
Larissa.
[groans]
[car door closes]
[distant thunder]
Whoa, here, here, let me help you.
You should be in the shop, Mr. Jordan.
[distant thunder]
We can't.
Sonny, we can't.
No, we can't.
[Sonny breathing heavily]
We can't.
Sonny, we can't.
[man on phone] Ames Construction.
-Larissa Good. -Mrs. Good,
I was really, uh, sorry to hear about your husband.
Um, he was a really nice guy. Everybody over here liked him.
Thank you.
I'm calling to tell you that
I'm gonna keep my husband's plans.
And I'd also like to make a few changes to the design.
It's gonna be great.
Oh, wait.
Now, the furniture, I need the chairs over there.
[continuing indistinctly]
[cell phone rings]
[ringing]
-[Sonny] Oh. -[ringing stops]
-Hello. -Mrs. Good, Detective Crawford.
We met the night of your husband's accident, remember?
Detective Crawford? How can I help you?
I'm trying to reach Mr. Jordan,
but he's not picking up in the shop.
-Have you tried his cell phone? -No luck there, either.
He might have stepped out.
I can have him call you as soon as I see him.
Nothing urgent, but it is important.
Of course.
Why, thank you. Good night now.
Good night.
Detective Crawford wants to see you.
What for?
He didn't say. You have to call him back.
Use the phone in the shop.
[Crawford] Mr. Jordan, you busy tomorrow morning?
I'd like you to come in if you can.
-Tomorrow? -Is 10:00 okay?
What for?
Some things I wanna go over. Won't take long.
Well, you couldn't ask me what you wanna ask me over the phone?
It'd be better if you came in.
Okay, 10:00 it is.
Great. Can Mrs. Good bring you over?
Or I could send a patrol car to bring you in if you like.
Yeah, no, no need for a patrol car.
Yeah, I'll ask Mrs. Good.
I'm sure she can make that happen.
Great, great. See you then.
-You heard. -Why did he ask to see you?
I don't know.
They must have found something.
I have no idea.
They might be watching us.
They might have us bugged. What if they have us bugged?
If they had us bugged, we'd be in jail already.
Besides, they need to get a warrant for that.
Right. Because the police always follow the rules.
Come on, we don't have much time.
Should've sealed it up after the accident.
Didn't know it was a crime scene then.
-Well, you didn't know it wasn't. -Yeah, yeah.
[Larissa] Do you want me to wait for you?
[Sonny] No.
I'll call you when I need to be picked up.
If I need to be picked up. If they let me go.
Don't say that.
I'll talk to you later.
[engine starts]
[police radio chatter]
Mr. Jordan, thank you for coming in.
Detective, what's this all about?
You told me 10 a.m. I've been waiting over an hour now.
It couldn't be helped. But this won't take long.
Just a couple of speed bumps I need to get over.
Speed bumps?
Yeah, speed bumps. You know, make you slow down,
give you a chance to look at things a little more closely.
Yeah, like what things?
Just a few things. That's all. Few things.
But I already told you everything that happened.
[Crawford] I don't know if you told me everything.
Have a seat.
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Let's just get this thing over with, okay?
I mean, what do you guys want from me, huh?
I come down here in good faith to cooperate.
See, Sonny, I brought you down, 'cause I wanna run an idea by you.
-An idea? -I wanna come to you straight.
I don't buy that George Good's death was an accident.
Why? I already told you, I was right there.
The tractor fell on him. Shit, it fell on both of us!
Look at my goddamn hand, man! I almost lost it!
You think I would do something like this to myself?
I've seen worse. You remember the guy
that shot his wife dead then shot himself in the hip,
-talking about the burglar did it? -That's Danny Oakley.
Guys in prison call him Annie Oakley now. You can guess why.
[beeps]
Good luck with that.
Sonny, I waited till now to call you down here
'cause I was waiting for the medical examiner's report.
Yeah. Uh, they're always backed up.
They say it's funding.
-It's always about the money, right? -Yeah.
What do you want to know from me?
The medical examiner found some very interesting things
about the wounds on Mr. Good's body.
You see this photo right here on Mr. Good's collarbone?
-Mm-hmm. -Very unusual pattern right here.
Temple, identical same wound,
and this is the one that killed him.
There's the tractor's differential.
That part right there on the tractor
is the only part whose shape matches,
identically matches, both of those wounds.
So?
So the tractor fell on him twice.
Look, I don't know anything about that, all right?
Everything happened so fast. And, remember, I was hurt, okay?
Look, maybe-- maybe the thing bounced around a couple of times.
I was thinking the same thing.
Maybe the tractor fell, hit the floor so hard,
it bounced and it hit them again twice.
-That's fair. -There you go.
Only the medical examiner says that that's not possible
because of the depth of the wounds,
and is willing to testify in court to that.
Well, maybe the medical examiner got it wrong this time.
The marks don't lie.
[Elias] Sonny.
You know, a pretty woman like that
can get a man to do a lot of things:
lie, cheat, steal.
-Maybe kill. -Yeah.
Huh.
A woman can get a man to do a lot of things.
You know what? I'm done talking.
I'm done answering your questions, and I want a lawyer.
Hold on. You don't need a lawyer.
We won't ask any more questions, cool?
But wait a few minutes and then you can go.
-Give us a few minutes. -Just a couple minutes.
Couple minutes ain't gonna kill you.
Here's something to watch while you're waiting a few minutes.
I'll give you two minutes.
That's cool. Fast forward to the good parts.
We got two minutes. Just fast forward it.
Get it all ready for you.
[Crawford] Oh, this is a good film.
-Look at this. -It's really good.
[Crawford in video] Mr. Good was here,
and the lever releasing the lift
was all the way over there.
[Elias] No way he could pull the lever from here.
If nobody else was here to do it, how did it drop?
Exactly.
Unless this was really just an accident.
[Crawford] A mechanic could've rigged the locking mechanism.
But how did he pull the lever from all the way over here?
Go Go Gadget arms?
What are you doing?
[Crawford] What if...
Watch.
Presto.
[Elias in video] All right, fine.
-Cool, huh? -That's bullshit.
Now, it's either one of two things.
Either you did it...
or you and Mrs. Good did it together.
And when I find out which one it is, I'm coming to get you.
You can go for now.
You know, it just occurred to me.
Didn't you need a warrant to do that?
-Like this? -We knocked.
Twice.
Yeah.
[door opens and closes]
Goddamn.
[Elias] We threw everything we had at him.
He didn't break.
He didn't break, but maybe she will.
You really think she's in on it?
I can't wait to get Mata Hari in that chair
and turn the heat up on her.
Damn.
-You ready? -[George] I'm ready.
All right.
One.
Two.
Three!
[groaning] Get it off!
Get it off! God! Aah!
Pull the chain!
-[George groaning] -Pull the chain!
-[George] Pull the chain! -Pull it!
Okay. Oh, God. That's it. That's it.
-I'll get you out! -I cannot hold it much longer!
[George] What are you doing, Sonny?
-What are you doing?! -Let go!
[Sonny screaming]
Aah! Aah!
[car engine running]
[Larissa] Why don't you say something?
Why don't you want to tell me what you and this detective talked about?
-[Sonny] Pull over. -[Larissa] What?
[Sonny] Just pull over! [panting]
-[coughing] -What's wrong, Sonny?
It's gonna be fine.
I'm gonna be okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
That's what he said? It's either you or it's both of us?
Yeah, but they don't have anything.
Nothing real, at least. They-- they just got this video.
-What video? -It was this video that shows
how I could've dropped the tractor on George by myself
by tying a rope to the lift lever.
-Could that work for him? -No. It's just speculation.
-It wouldn't hold up in court. -Court.
I can't go to court.
Listen to me. Listen to me.
The more he talked, the more I realized he had nothing.
Okay? Nothing. It's just a theory.
But he knew the tractor was dropped twice.
He thinks he knows a lot of things.
You think I would be sitting here right now
if they had anything on me?
You think they would let me leave?
No. He was just fucking with me to see how I'd react.
You didn't freak out with them like you did with me in the car, did you?
No, I did not.
[whispers] Oh, God.
Sonny, are you gonna turn on me?
-What? -Are you gonna turn on me?
-Of course not. -Even if they offer you a lighter sentence?
Why would you ask me something like that?
-Because if you are... -I'm not!
Okay? I'm not.
Why? Are you gonna turn on me?
No. Never.
Yeah, 'cause sometimes when people think
the other person is gonna screw them over,
it's because they thought of doing it first.
Sonny, when you're scared, you-- you think crazy things.
Come here.
[Sonny] It's gonna be all right.
[cell phone rings]
-Police. What should I say? -[ringing stops]
[home telephone ringing]
Well, we gotta answer it sometime.
[ringing]
-Hello? -[man] Larissa Good?
-Yes? -This is Middleton Police.
I have Detective Crawford on the phone for you.
[Crawford] Mrs. Good.
-Yes, Detective Crawford? -Yes, uh, can you drop by
the police station tomorrow morning?
-Is this really necessary? -I'm afraid so, ma'am.
It's about your husband's death.
-Okay. Until tomorrow then. -See you then.
Listen, he's just--
he's just gonna try and rattle you, that's all.
I can't go down there and face them.
-Shh. -I'm afraid. I'm afraid.
I'm afraid I won't be able to keep it up.
I'm afraid I'm gonna say the wrong thing.
It's just a game. That's how you gotta look at it, as a game.
-I can't go to jail. -No.
No, no, no. I know that. Nobody's going to jail.
We're gonna figure this whole thing out.
-I can't go to jail. There's-- -I know. We're gonna...
There's something I have to say to you.
I'm pregnant.
Pregnant?
-Are you sure? -Yeah.
I did the test, twice.
A baby? And it's mine?
That detective is so smart.
He won't quit on us, will he?
Do you love me, Sonny?
You know I do.
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[Sonny] It was my idea. All of it.
You see, I had a thing for Larissa
from the moment that George brought me home.
And one day, I made a move,
and she put me in my place right away.
She told me that she loved her husband,
and if I ever tried anything like that again
that she would let him know and have me fired.
But I couldn't get her out of my mind.
So I started thinking that only if he was gone,
if-- if he was dead, then maybe I'd have a shot.
I set it up. And as soon as she went into town,
I had George help me under the tractor.
And just like you figured,
I tied a rope around the lever, and I pulled it.
And I thought if I got my hand get hurt
then you would never think it wasn't an accident.
But it was all me.
Mrs. Good had absolutely nothing to do with it.
[rooster crows]
Sonny?
Well, I got to hand it to you, you had it figured all along.
-Hmm. -You got your guy.
Yeah? I wonder.
-See you tomorrow. -See you tomorrow.
[Sonny] "Larissa, by the time you read this,
I've already done what I had to do.
I've confessed to killing George.
You were right.
The police aren't gonna let George's death go.
They're gonna be on us every minute,
and the last thing I want
is for them to find out that you were involved,
especially now with a baby coming.
I told you once that I would die before I saw a child of mine
end up in the care of the state like I was.
And if the police think that you're involved,
that's exactly what will happen.
It wouldn't be good if both our baby's parents were in jail.
I knew what I had to do the moment you told me you were pregnant.
You must sell the farm now
and move away where no one knows you.
You don't want people to start talking when they see our son.
And don't try to contact me.
Someday, when I'm finally settled wherever they send me...
[slam echoes]
we'll find a safe way for you to let me know
how you and our baby are doing.
I just need you to know
that when I told you I loved you, Larissa,
I meant it.
Take care of yourself.
And take care of our baby.
And P.S., if it's a boy,
I'd like you to name him Brandon
in honor of my grandfather.
If it's a girl, well, you pick the name."
[Larissa] "My dearest, Sonny,
I think about you all the time.
Our little boy is growing so fast,
you would hardly recognize him.
He's very happy and bright and, just like his father,
very good with his hands,
putting together his toys and puzzles.
You would be very proud of him.
Love always."
[Sonny] "Sweetheart, your last letter lifted my spirits to the sky.
I'm glad things are going so good for you and little Brandon.
I'm glad to hear our baby boy is doing so well.
It seems so long since you sent me a picture of him.
Every time you do, he seems to grow and change so much.
Sometimes he looks like me, and sometimes he looks like you.
I'd like to see at least one more picture of our son before my time runs out.
All my heart, Sonny."
Mail, Mrs. Good.
[Larissa] Thank you, Dinah.
Did you bring in those family photos for our employee wall?
Uh, yes, Mrs. Good.
[race cars buzzing outside]
-Here. -Thank you.
Wow. What a handsome little boy.
-He's my heart. My little Troy. -Hmm.
-How old is he again? -Uh, he's five.
-So big for his age. -Mm-hmm.
-Thank you, Dinah. -Of course.
[man with Russian accent] Another letter?
He doesn't quit, does he?
Well, if he does, he might start thinking,
and we don't want him thinking, do we?
Could you please go and make sure
the Lamborghini gets ready for next client?
[Sonny] Son of a bitch! Come on!
Last time, they screwed up and cost me two grand.
Okay. Later, boss.
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[warden] Sonny, it's time.
[Larissa] "Dearest Sonny,
you can't know how much I wish
you were right here with us now.
Because of your strength and your sacrifice,
our son is growing strong and healthy,
and one day I will tell him
all the good things about his daddy.
He will be starting school soon,
and he is just the smartest little boy you ever saw.
All my love."
[race cars buzzing]
[inmate] You're going to a better world, Sonny.
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