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[dramatic music]
[electricity crackling] [dramatic music]
[machinery whirring]
[waves crashing]
[gentle guitar music]
[gentle guitar music continues]
I, Luke Easton-
[Judge] Do solemnly swear that I will support and defend-
Do solemnly swear that I will support and defend.
The Constitution of the United States of America-
And the Constitution of the State of New Mexico-
Against all enemies, foreign and domestic-
-[wind whooshing] -[dramatic music]
And I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same-
[Luke] And I will bear true faith
and allegiance to the same-
-So help me God. -So help me God.
[dramatic orchestral music]
[engine revving]
[birds chirping]
That's great to hear.
Thank you.
All right, let's do this.
Mm-hmm.
[dramatic orchestral music]
-[kids laughing] -[wind whooshing]
Deputy Read, you shouldn't have.
Now I know you way too cool for school
for flowers like this.
So, I thought I might take these home for the missus.
Oh, really, now?
I'm just messing with ya.
[Luke laughing]
But my friend, let me introduce you to Goldie.
Goldie, this is our new sheriff.
Luke, this is Goldie, courtesy of Barnes.
Uncle Barnes and his fish.
Retirement has made him a little weird.
Crazy is as crazy does, right?
Well, Ty, it's gonna be a fun adventure working with you.
I just know it.
Looking forward to it, brother.
-Me, too. -All right.
Goldie, take care of that man.
[Luke] "Congratulations, Luke.
The prodigal son has returned.
Glad you are back."
[upbeat music]
[tense music]
[both gasping]
Morning, John.
Deputy Read, what do we got?
Byron Cressman, 36.
Arizona plates.
A single gunshot wound to the head.
He leave a note?
[Read] No, just a empty bottle filled with sorrow.
He was drunk when he killed himself.
[hands clapping]
Slow clap for the sheriff.
And who found him?
Two kids.
They were ditching school, playing around.
They came upon the car.
How long ago?
About a hour ago.
I got his phone here.
I'm gonna try to break into it.
[Luke] Good, good.
Anything else?
Oh, jackpot. [whistling]
This, sir.
[dramatic music]
Ex-girlfriend?
Hmm?
You know her?
Um, no.
Hey, bag this for me, okay?
And let's call McGraw down here to tow the car back
to the yard after they bag the body, okay?
This is awkward.
Sorry.
Unfortunately they closed down about eight years ago,
but we'll get you a tow, sir.
Jesus.
[dramatic music]
[engine revving]
[gentle music]
[text whooshing]
[gentle music continues]
-Uncle Barnes. -Luke!
Damn you.
I was wondering when you were gonna get around
to stopping by.
Well, I'm here now.
-Is that- -That sure is.
-May I?
Sure.
Oh ho.
[Barnes] You don't get that in LA.
Mmm.
Mm.
Sober, remember?
Shit.
How long has it been now?
3,785 days, but who's counting?
Wow, that's a mighty long time.
Proud of you, son.
Thanks.
Your mom taught Cheyenne that recipe before she passed on.
That's right.
Did you get a chance to see Cheyenne yet?
I haven't.
Hell, you two were childhood sweethearts.
I'da thought for sure you'd be married
with children by now.
Everybody did.
Yeah, it's complicated.
That big city didn't teach you any smarts,
that's for sure.
Now that is a tank.
Alright, now the goldfish gift makes sense.
That there is one of a kind.
Those fish, a rare breed.
I do the talkin', they do the listenin'.
Very therapeutic.
If you say so, Uncle Barnes.
If you say so.
[gentle orchestral music]
[Barnes] How's being a sheriff treatin' you?
Luke?
Uh, It's--it's crazy down at the station, actually.
Hey, I got a case today.
Good to have you back, son.
[inhales deeply]
Yeah, it's good to be back.
[gentle guitar music]
[pickup door shutting]
Man, it's been a while since I've been here.
Mrs. Rodriguez still cooking these days?
Yeah, sure.
Just like the good ol' days.
[doorbell ringing]
Buenos dias, Buelita.
May I help you?
It's me, Luke.
Lucas?
Is that you, mijo?
-Uh huh. -Entre.
Como estas? [laughing]
Look at you.
I heard you were all, Mr. Big Time Sheriff now.
I don't know about that.
I love what you've done with the place.
Johnny.
It's like the old days, you snotnose kids running
in the streets and coming over for my empanadas.
Oh, I've missed those.
Yeah, look, so we need to talk to Eduardo.
Hay, Dios mio.
Again?
Just want to talk to him.
Are you going to arrest him?
Just a few questions. That's all.
Okay, mijo.
I'll wake him up.
Gracias.
Lalo.
Yeah, that tweaker is not gonna be asleep.
I'm sure he's still coming off his last bender.
Just let me handle it, okay?
Que paso?
Someone here for you.
What the hell you want this time?
I'm clean.
I've been checking in with my PO.
Yeah, no, of course.
I'm just curious what you got cookin' in the shed back there?
You got a warrant?
Hey, Lalo.
It's me. Luke.
'Member?
We used to come by here when you were younger
and play basketball with ya.
Remember me?
[speaking Spanish] You don't fucking know me.
[Mrs. Rodriguez] Lalo, por favor.
These fools just tryin' to lock me up.
[Luke] Hey.
Y'all better get the fuck off my property!
Have you seen this kid?
Nah.
Never seen him.
Well, he told us he came by here days ago
to get dope off of you.
That kid died in the ER from that crap.
Go talk to my PO.
-Lalo, you told me. -These fools lying, abuela.
I didn't sell him no shit.
Lalo, calm down.
[Mrs. Rodriguez speaking Spanish] Lalo!
-I am! -Don't do it, man.
[Mrs. Rodriguez speaking Spanish]
Hey!
Lalo! Hey!
Lalo! Lalo!
Lalo, stop!
Lalo!
Hey!
Lalo! Stop!
Lalo, don't do-
[gun firing]
Don't do this, okay?
Put the gun down.
I don't want to go back to the pinta.
[Luke] I just wanna talk.
That fool OD'd on his own, homie.
I didn't make him take that shit.
That's right. That's right.
Alright, it's not your fault.
Just, I just wanna talk.
I'm gonna come around the corner.
Don't shoot.
Hey.
Remember me?
It's Luke. Remember I used to tutor you in math?
Just put the gun down.
I just want to talk to you, okay?
[tense music]
[guns firing]
[body thudding]
[Luke groaning and breathing heavily]
[tense music]
Damn it.
Jesus, man.
What'd you do, huh?
You are something else, Luke.
You ain't been here a week
and look how bad you messed things up.
Jesus.
Prick.
Sheriff.
[birds chirping]
[door clicking]
Hi, welcome.
What's your name?
Nicoly.
Nicoly, you want to help play
with our toys in the playroom?
-Uh huh. -Cheryl?
Hey.
It's okay.
You're safe here.
My boyfriend can't find out I'm here.
He won't.
What's your name?
Laura.
Laura, you don't need to worry anymore.
You'll be okay.
We can make some arrangements if that's what you want.
You don't know him.
He's got a temper and he's expecting me home tonight.
If I'm not there, he's gonna do this again.
You've come to the right place,
and you can stay for as long as you need, okay?
Cheryl, can you please help Laura with her paperwork?
I'm gonna leave you in good hands.
I have to go to the clinic now.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Everything's gonna be fine.
Here.
Let me clean that.
[Luke grunting]
Dr. Gomez will be attending you in a few.
[gentle orchestral music]
Dr. Gomez?
Yeah, Cheyenne Gomez.
[gentle orchestral music]
Luke Easton.
Dr. Cheyenne Gomez.
Don't look so surprised.
No, no, it's, just happy for you.
You went out and you did it.
Well, it took me a while.
Hey, I'm proud of you.
Gosh, I've been meaning to call you
since I got back in town,
but work's been crazy already.
Yeah, I hear you're a sheriff now.
Yeah.
It was sad about Eduardo, though.
That kid is always getting into trouble.
Yeah.
How's Mrs. Rodriguez doing?
She's good. She's good. She's one tough cookie.
Yeah, she is.
It's not easy taking care of a grandson like that.
It doesn't look too bad.
Just a graze.
That's better.
You look good.
You haven't aged a day.
You don't look too bad, yourself.
Life in the big city did you good.
Well, I don't know about that.
Felt like a fish out of water over there.
Not sure I really fit in.
Yeah, right.
You were always the big man on campus.
You fit in anywhere.
I'm serious.
How about you?
What have you been up to?
I do a lot of volunteer work now at the women's shelter.
Started about a year ago.
If there's ever anything I can do, just give me a call.
Thanks.
Well, that's good.
Come back in a couple weeks.
Mm-hmm.
Sorry, but I have to go now.
Chey, I just want to apologize.
I made some bad choices back then.
Right now isn't a good time to talk about that.
Yeah, I know. I know, I know...
I just, I was such a mess because of everything. I just-
Just left town, without saying a word.
You could have at least called.
Something.
Anything.
Chey-
It took me a while for things to-
I'm a different person now.
I am and I would never leave you like-
Like what?
Can I call you sometime?
I'll think about it.
Yeah.
Thanks. Looks good.
♪ Give me just one good reason ♪♪
♪ Why I should fall ♪♪
♪ Wait and see ♪♪
♪ Give me a single reason... ♪♪
Chloe?
Daddy's home. Hey, girl.
All right. What day is it?
You remember?
3,785, uh 86 today.
All right. What do you want? You want lamb? Beef?
You had lamb yesterday,
so how about we do some beef today?
I saw Cheyenne.
She was my doctor.
[dog yawning]
You ready? Smell that?
Mm-hmm.
[Luke groaning]
Ow.
Same old Chey.
Alright, girl.
Chloe!
It is bedtime.
Oh yeah.
Goodnight kisses? Goodnight kisses?
[tense music]
[guns firing]
You ain't been here a week
and look how bad you messed things up.
[tense music continues]
[gentle orchestral music]
[bicycle bell ringing]
[tense music]
"Liquor Plus."
"Comp Kitcher."
[Read] Hey, boss.
Tell me you cracked it.
I cracked it.
How?
[Read] Well, that's a need to know basis, boss.
Come on.
There's nothing on here.
Yeah, I looked through everything,
but unfortunately the phone was wiped.
[sighing] Alright, let me try something.
Ah.
There we go.
How'd you do that?
I need to know.
Deleted folder.
I'm gonna have to remember that.
Yes, you do.
[dramatic music]
So why delete everything
if you're just gonna sit up there and-
My guess is that there's stuff on here
that could get someone in some serious trouble.
Wait, wait, wait.
What about that one?
Whoa.
Look at all this.
It's the same number.
[Luke] Let's trace it.
I'm on it.
Hey, good work.
[tense music]
We're closed, sorry.
You're Honesty, right?
[Honesty] Yeah.
Sheriff Luke Easton.
Nice to meet ya.
Am I in trouble?
No.
No, no.
Just looking for a couple answers.
Is this your handwriting?
Yes.
And do you remember this particular bill
and the people you served?
Yeah, I remember them.
It was a woman and a man.
The bill was all comped.
Comped.
Why was it comped and who comped it?
Mr. Morris called in and said to.
Mr. Morris.
And what's Mr. Morris's first name?
Kitcher Morris.
He's one of the owners here.
And the girl you mentioned, do you remember her name?
No, sorry.
No.
Is there anything else about the couple you remember?
Are they in trouble?
I am not at liberty to say.
I'm sorry.
Okay.
I should mind my own business, but it did seem a bit odd.
How so?
Mr. Morris never gives anything comped.
And they looked like they were in love.
How could you tell?
A girl knows when a guy's into her. [laughing]
Yeah, I guess they do.
Is there anything else you remember?
That's about it.
Okay. Well, thank you for your time, Honesty.
And if you happen to remember anything else,
her name, anything, please give me a call.
Number's right there.
Sheriff Luke Easton.
Sure.
-Thank you. -Bye, handsome.
No bruising.
Nothing under the fingernails.
Nothing but a hole through his brain
and powder burns around the wound and on his hand.
Blood alcohol level was .32.
Only one entry and exit wound.
Powder burns on the hand
and head indicate that it was self-inflicted.
All right. Thank you.
[dramatic orchestral music]
[Luke sighing]
Now, what is an accountant from Phoenix, Arizona doing
in Rosa Sangre County?
Killing himself here, of all places?
[tense music]
[tense music continues]
[fabric ripping]
[dramatic music]
[bag unzipping]
[bag zipping]
[engine rumbling]
[Waitress] Can I start you off with some drinks?
I'll have a green tea.
Thank you.
And may I do a cup of coffee, please?
Okay. Gotcha.
Thank you.
So, thanks for coming.
Is there any reason you picked this place?
-You remember. -How can I forget?
We had our first date here.
And we had a lot of fun-
That was a long time ago.
[chuckling] We were really good together, Chey.
Until you left.
Touché. Touché.
[sighing] But hey, I still always think about you.
Oh, yeah.
I'm sure you think about me all the time in LA too, huh?
All the time.
-Really? -Mm-hmm.
I missed that smile.
And leaving was the biggest mistake of my life.
Leaving you.
-All right. -Ah, thank you.
You ready to order?
Uh, can we have a couple more minutes?
-Yeah, of course. -Thank you.
To old times.
Okay. Uh--
To new beginnings?
You still remember?
Of course. How could I forget?
Arriba.
Abajo.
Al centro.
Pa' dentro.
[Luke chuckles]
Ooh.
Just as good as last time.
I never should have left.
And why did you?
Just too many ghosts.
Yeah, they just kept on haunting me
and I thought I could outrun 'em, but nope.
First my parents died in that accident
and then Sara disappeared,
and I don't know, I just, I lost it.
I tried reaching out to you after what happened
to your sister, but you shut me out.
Yeah, I know.
I was just empty inside, you know,
and just so helpless
and not being able to find Sara,
I just, I didn't know what to do.
I wanted to help.
We all did.
But then you started drinking and everything went
to hell and...
Sorry, I shouldn't have said that.
No, no, you are right, just like everyone else.
It's okay, Luke.
You did the best you could.
Yeah.
Yeah, I did.
Just wasn't good enough.
You were always good enough for me.
Thank you for always being you, Chey.
Thank you.
[tense music]
Find anything on Cressman?
No.
He's clean.
He's just a CPA, works as a courier for Morris.
A courier?
So maybe money laundering?
What about the girl?
She called him on a burner phone.
Any ID?
No.
Dawn could be a madeup name, for all we know.
The only other number he called on his last day was
to an attorney.
Kitcher Morris?
Yeah. How'd you know?
Ah.
If you'd really done your homework, Sheriff,
you would know that Morris is a pretty shady character.
He's lost his bar license three times now.
Well, let's find this sketchy character,
bring him in, and question him.
Aye, aye, Captain.
[tense music]
Johnny, stop.
John.
Deputy Sites, stop!
That is an order.
-What do you want? -We need to talk.
About?
About this.
This is me clocking off.
What's your problem, John?
-Hey! -You. You're my problem.
I'm sick of your stinking attitude
and we got a job to do back there.
Oh, you picked up on my attitude, did ya?
Congratulations, Sherlock.
Well done.
-Don't do that. -All right, fine.
You wanna do this?
You're full of shit, Luke.
You're full of shit. You always have been, okay?
Come on. More, come on.
You know you'd have been kicked off the force years ago,
if it weren't for me.
Okay, hell, you wouldn't have made it
through basic academy.
What does that have to do with anything?
Everything! You almost shot a kid.
A kid. Because you're a loose cannon.
-He pulled a gun on me. -Yeah, I had it under control.
But you, Mr. Big Shot, had to step in.
I was doing my job.
Well, congratulations. Yes.
You were doing your job.
You shot a kid and got no answers.
Yeah. But hey, you did your job though, right?
If you wanted to do it well, you would use this.
I don't know how the hell that ended up there.
So that's what this is all about.
What makes you think you earned it?
Oh, but you did?
You did, Mr. Big City Cop?
You are nothing but a drunk with a shitload of luck, man.
But me, I have been here
for the past 15 fucking years earning it.
You don't understand.
Yeah, you're right. You're right.
I do not understand.
I don't know how you can just coast through everything,
and yet here I am staring at the new sheriff.
You done?
You're gonna get us both killed one day.
You know what? You're right.
I screwed things up, but I'm trying my best
to make things right.
And I was an alcoholic.
Been sober for 10 years, and I struggle
with it every single day.
And I don't know why I was appointed this,
but I'm doing my best.
But John, I can't do this without you, okay?
So please, just help me out.
Mmm.
You always pull shit like this.
I'm not trying to pull anything. Okay?
This is coming from the heart, right here.
Just what you were talking about.
We'll see.
[dramatic orchestral music]
You're a good girl.
Mmm.
Yeah, I love you.
[phone chiming]
Go play.
[tense music]
[phone clicking]
[text chiming]
[line ringing]
John.
We just got a break.
Morris.
Send a squad car tomorrow and pick him up.
Bring him in.
[tense music]
Just don't push him, all right?
We gotta get what we need.
I know what to do.
[door clicking]
Mr. Morris.
Take a seat.
Now I'm Sheriff Luke Easton.
What do you want, Sheriff?
I just want to have a little chat.
I'm not saying anything.
I know my rights.
Okay. Yeah, sure.
I can go first.
[tense music]
I don't know what you're talking about.
No?
Would five million jog your memory?
Now, I am new here, but I'm pretty sure
whoever's money that is will want it back.
Where's Cressman?
Byron Cressman?
He's dead.
What?
Yeah, I know.
I really wanted to ask him what the money was for,
but obviously I can't.
So I'm hoping you will help me out.
Tell me, why is an accountant from Arizona
driving across state lines alone with a bag full of money?
He was just someone I hired, a nobody,
a courier to pick up a nothing package
and deliver to a no-name client.
I need that money.
My family's in danger.
You know who this woman is?
[Morris] Just some girl Cressman was fucking.
Do you know where she is now?
No.
I got an idea. Take a look.
Is that enough?
Well, let's run this through.
We have a suicide, we have a murder,
and we have a very expensive package.
And you know what's best about all that?
You were the last person Cressman called.
I want my lawyer.
You want a lawyer.
Lawyer.
He wants a lawyer.
Who was the money for?
Who the money was for?
-Tell me. -Jesus.
[Luke] Who was the money going to?
Can't keep his shit together.
[Morris] I don't know.
Tell me who the girl is! Tell me!
Whoa.
Jesus, Luke.
He has information that we need.
Okay, fine.
Calm down.
Morris, Morris, Morris.
You know, if I were you, I would just start talking,
because, you know, avoid the big guy.
We're gonna have to charge you
as an accessory to murder, but-
Murder.
Yeah, murder. Dead girl.
You can't do that.
I didn't kill anyone.
Maybe.
But by the time we verify that,
word'll get out that you are a person of interest
in a murder investigation.
By chance, if any of your associates were involved,
that could mean trouble for you.
You can't do that.
Read.
We're gonna go ahead and book Morris here.
-What? -Yeah. Right now.
-Wait! -Let's do it.
Hold on.
Unless you got something to say to us.
Right, all right.
Okay, so,
who was Cressman supposed to deliver the money to?
[sighing] Danes.
Jack Danes.
Why does that name sound familiar?
You don't wanna know.
Just stay far away, if you know what's good
for you, Sheriff.
What was the money for?
I don't know.
I'm just a middleman.
I make arrangements with couriers to deliver packages
to my clients.
I don't ask questions.
And why was this instance different?
Cressman didn't show at a drop off for a package,
and they called me.
Okay, well, call Danes.
Set up another delivery.
I can't do that.
He'll kill me if he knows I set him up.
Do it.
[phone buzzing]
Uh, I gotta take this.
[door clicking]
Sweetie, you can't let him do this to you anymore.
What's up, Chey?
Laura, this is Sheriff Easton.
He's here to help you.
Hi, Laura.
Her boyfriend beat her up again.
He's been abusing her for years.
Laura, I'm gonna need you to file a police report.
I can't do anything
unless we bring him in and we press charges.
Can you do that?
I can't. He'll hurt me again.
Then we'll find you a permanent place to stay, okay?
I can't do this right now.
[stammering]
Laura, please.
-Laura, please. -I can't.
-I'm sorry. -Don't go home.
Should I go after her?
No.
Sorry.
The only thing we can do now
is pray she doesn't go back home to him.
Do you know the boyfriend's name?
She wouldn't tell me.
I'm sorry I got you involved in all this.
Chey, I'm here to help, okay?
You're doing amazing work, okay?
Come here.
-[engine rumbling] -[tense music]
[engines revving]
[car horn honking]
[text chiming]
[tense music]
[door clicking]
-[door clicking] -[engine revving]
[tense music]
Who are you?
I'm the man with the money.
Where's Cressman?
He's having some girl troubles.
[Man] Toss it over here.
How about I trade this bag for some answers?
How about I shoot you and take the bag?
You could.
Are you a cop killer?
I don't have time for this.
So you've got 'til I walk all the way over there
to ask your stupid questions,
and then I'm taking the money.
Do you know anything about the girl Cressman's
been hanging out with?
No.
Next question.
Can I show you a photo?
Running out of room.
Ring a bell?
Nope.
Time's up.
Now give me the goddamn bag.
[tense music continues]
Son of a bitch.
Check it.
He fucked us.
[tense music]
You know what?
I am a cop killer.
Light him up!
[guns firing]
[man groaning]
[guns firing]
-[gun firing] -[man grunting]
-[engine revving] -[gun firing]
[man screaming]
-[gun firing] -[glass shattering]
[car crashing]
[tense music]
[engine revving]
[tires screeching]
[Luke] How'd you know I'd be here?
Heard it on the scanners.
There was at least five of them, got maybe two or three.
Can we just call in the FBI now, please?
There's no time for that.
We don't know how far this thing goes up.
Shit, the fact that Morris is involved is not a good sign.
Why is that?
Why?
You know what?
Sheriff Pikes asked that same damn thing.
Your predecessor.
He asked too many questions, got in too deep,
and he disappeared without a trace.
So...
Look, all roads lead to Morris.
I need to find out who that girl is.
Why, man?
Why? What's so important about the girl?
Look, son, you've been through this before,
and I can't imagine the shit you're going through.
Just stop this craziness before you get yourself killed.
You can't keep blaming yourself.
Look, I need to see this through, guys.
All right.
-Sure. -[phone buzzing]
Yeah?
[Danes] You have been pretty busy, Luke.
Took out one of my best guys, and you still have my money.
Surely you're not attempting to keep it.
And who's this?
[Danes] The man who's gonna have you killed
if I don't get back what's mine.
Mr. Danes?
So you've heard of me.
Look, I don't care about your money.
Well then, I would appreciate you returning my money
to me promptly, and I will gladly pay whatever fee
you have once you complete delivery.
-Sure. -On one condition.
-Oh, I don't negotiate, Luke.
Especially with low rent sheriffs like yourself.
I have bought and paid for more of you
and your kind than you'll never know.
Deliver the bag tomorrow morning,
or I'll be forced to come and take it from you personally.
[tense music]
Mmm.
Danes.
He's a piece of work.
That's how we deal with rats.
Danes, what do you want?
Well, as much as I'd love to say that I'm here
to enjoy the ambiance, that is most definitely not the case.
[lighter clicking]
Here to offer you a job, Craft.
I have a job.
And you have a lot of debt.
And I told you I'd pay you back.
This job will clear your debt.
100 percent?
100 percent.
I'm listening.
I need you to pick up a package for me.
What's in this package?
Are you being serious?
I need you to bring me my package,
kill the lowlife who took it from me.
Why me?
Why not your big monkey here?
Sit your ass down before I put you to sleep.
Come on now, boys.
Let's not get all soiled over this.
[sighing] You do this simple job for me,
and I'll even throw in an extra 50K,
when you deliver the package, and you bring me his head.
Who is this low life?
Does it matter?
Deal.
Cute.
Smart man, Craft.
Boyd will send you the details.
You trust that fuck?
No.
But he's expendable.
Boyd, you are not.
[door closing]
What was that about, Uncle Ezra?
Is everything all right?
Yeah, it's fine.
Just fine.
Ready to get wet, kid?
I don't know.
What do I have to do?
You always wanted to be an outlaw, make money.
Now's your chance.
Or you can sit here
and be a broke-ass the rest of your life.
Yeah.
Yeah, okay.
Cheers to that.
-Ah. -Come on, kid.
You can finish the rest of this.
Get your shit. Get the hell out of here.
[phone buzzing]
Go for Read.
Mmm.
Okay, I got you.
I'll meet you there.
[tense music]
How come I gotta do the digging?
One shovel.
It's all we could find.
You're just so good at it too, you know?
Unbelievable. [scoffing]
[tense music]
[Read clearing throat]
[tense music continues]
Oh.
[tense music]
Goddamn it.
Yeah, I think we found our girl.
All right.
-[engine rumbling] -[tense music]
[engine rumbling]
Mr. Carrillo wants to see you.
Who's Mr. Carrillo?
El Jefe.
The boss.
Don't worry.
Just wants to talk.
[tense music continues]
Uh uh.
La pistola, por favor.
[tense music continues]
I'm getting that back.
[tense music continues]
[tense music]
[man speaking Spanish]
Mmm.
Mr. Easton, please come on in.
Have a seat.
Do I have a choice?
We all have choices, Sheriff.
[dramatic guitar music]
Allow me to introduce myself.
[door closing shut]
My name is Fernando Carrillo,
and I run the Juarez cartel.
You're a little out of your territory, aren't you?
[chuckling] Yes and no.
Perro.
Now you're not one of those vegans, right?
'Cause let me tell you something.
Steaks here, they're incredible.
Nothing like my carne asada back home,
but as you might guess,
I run a very important import, export business.
And in my line of work, I gotta come across the border
from time to time to clean up messes.
What's this have to do with me?
You have something that belongs to me.
Please go ahead.
Eat.
We can eat and talk.
I'll take great personal offense
if you don't share this meal with me.
[tense music]
It seems like we have a mutual acquaintance
in Kitcher Morris.
Morris.
He's been the conduit to my business interests here
in the states.
At least he was until he and Danes decided to steal from me.
Like two greedy pigs, they wanted more.
So they tried to pay for my merchandise with my own money.
What kind of merchandise?
What do you think I sell, Sheriff?
Mexican candies?
So let me get this straight.
They buy your merchandise
with the laundered money they stole from you.
He worked with the courier.
Cressman.
You know him?
I know he's dead.
Well, he had some money that belonged to me.
But just like the rest of them,
he also got greedy and stupid.
Stupid?
He was actually trying to steal the money from Danes
that Danes was stealing from me.
Why would he risk that?
He fell in love with one of my girls.
Dawn.
[tense music]
She was one of my best girls.
I took her in when she was young enough to groom.
And after everything I did for her,
she never really liked turning tricks,
so she talked Cressman into taking money, my money
and running away with her.
What happened to her?
I couldn't let her get away with it.
She wanted out.
So I let her out.
Permanently.
Why are you telling me this?
You will get me back my money
and help me get rid of Danes.
And I'll let you live.
And what makes you think I'll work for you?
[laughing]
Well, as I said before,
we all have choices, Sheriff.
I'll call you tomorrow to make arrangements.
Now, Perro. [speaking Spanish]
[door slamming]
Pistola.
Vamanos.
[engine revving]
[Luke sighing]
[tense music]
[Luke breathing heavily]
[phone buzzing]
Yeah.
On my way.
[engine revving]
[door clicking]
-Yeah. -What is it?
Um...
We found her.
Sara.
Yeah, she was in a shallow grave.
Now they're gonna do an autopsy,
but they think asphyxiation.
I'm sorry.
My Sara?
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
Where is she?
She's at the morgue.
Fuck.
Take all the time you need.
[dramatic orchestral music]
Oh.
[Luke sobbing]
I'm so sorry.
I should have went with you.
I should have been there.
[dramatic orchestral music continues]
[Luke sighing]
[Luke breathing heavily]
[kisses]
[dramatic orchestral music continues]
[tense music]
[Luke sighing]
[tense music]
[Luke sniffing]
[tense music continues]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[tense music]
[Sites] They think asphyxiation.
[alarm blaring]
[text chiming]
[engine rumbling]
Uncle Barnes.
-Luke. -Hey.
Don't you touch that gun, son.
Howdy, Sheriff.
Who the hell are you?
I'm the collector.
You got something we want.
They want the money, Luke.
Make this easy for yourself, Sheriff.
Give us the money, and we'll let you two go.
I don't have it on me.
Well then, where is it at?
It's somewhere safe.
[Barnes grunting]
Hey. Okay.
I'll take you to it, okay?
Let's just shoot this old cowboy right here.
Bernie, I told you to shut the hell up.
I got this.
Now, you're gonna take us to the money or we'll kill you.
Okay, fine.
Just a few miles away from here.
Good.
I'm gonna take my car.
Okay.
We'll take your car.
[tense music]
Now.
[suspenseful music]
[guns firing]
No one has to die here, son.
Just give us the money.
Barnes, you okay?
Yeah, yeah.
[gun firing]
-[engine revving] -[guns firing]
Get this car moving, kid!
[engine revving]
[guns firing]
Come on.
Hey, Uncle Barnes.
You okay?
Yeah, just a scratch.
Do you want me to put a bandage on it?
Oh hell no, I'll be fine.
[Luke grunting]
-Find out anything? -It was a rental car,
fake plates.
Uncle Barnes, I can't let you go back home
'til this blows over.
Aw, bullshit.
They're after you, not me.
They don't care who gets hurt.
My only leverage is the money and it's safe for now.
Well, maybe give it back and get the shit over with.
I can't.
Look, Chey, do me a favor.
Take Uncle Barnes and get out of town
for a couple of days. Go to LA.
I have some contacts there.
-You got it? -No, no, no.
I'm not running away like some-
Yes, Uncle.
You were there.
You saw what happened.
I need to do this by myself.
I can't risk you guys.
But I can help you.
No, you can't.
Chey, do this for me, okay?
Okay.
Thank you.
Can I at least go back to my house, pick up a few things?
No, you can't.
Yes.
Make it quick.
Okay?
Faster than a rabbit with his tail on fire.
I'll send Deputy Read with you.
[Barnes muttering indistinctly]
Deputy Read.
He needs to switch to decaf.
Yeah, talk to me.
Uh huh.
That's good.
Don't worry about it.
I won't hurt him.
I just want to get my money and deal with Danes.
That's it.
[sighing] I said not to worry about it.
Right?
[line clicking]
Fuck.
[tense music]
Put the phone down.
A man in his 50s covered in tattoos
with a 20-something-year-old sidekick.
What?
Don't play games with me.
Two guys came after me.
Are they a part of Dane's crew?
I don't know if they're part of Dane's crew,
but I think I know who they are.
Good. Call Danes.
-No, I- - Call him.
[line ringing]
-[water running] -[phone buzzing]
[Morris] Craft screwed up.
You don't think I know that?
Give me the phone.
Morris.
Hello?
Danes, it's Sheriff Easton.
Put Morris back on.
Shut up.
All right, listen to me now.
I'll give you your money in exchange for some information.
Let's not do this over the phone.
Let's meet in person.
The Old Grand Hotel.
And bring me my money.
-[line beeping] -[tense music]
My phone?
You just signed your own death certificate, Sheriff!
[gentle dramatic music]
[singer vocalizing]
[door clicking]
[gentle dramatic music continues]
[tense music]
[gun cocking]
Chloe?
Chloe!
Chloe?
Here you go.
Oh.
Oh, there you are.
Oh.
Let's go.
Hey, Barnes, we're loading up!
Giddy up!
[Barnes] Be right out.
-[Cheyenne screaming] -[Thud]
[suspenseful music]
I want you to take that son of a bitch out
once you have the cash.
He does not leave my hotel alive.
Do your thing, Boyd.
You got it, Boss.
[Boyd whistling softly]
-[engine rumbling] -[suspenseful music]
[door thudding]
Barnes, Cheyenne?
What happened?
Man, I heard her scream and then everything went dark.
Craft's got Chey.
[phone buzzing]
Danes.
You son of a bitch.
-I swear- - Howdy, Sheriff.
If you hurt her, I will kill you, Danes.
Oh, whoa, whoa.
I just needed a little insurance policy
to make sure you didn't do something stupid.
I have your money!
Well, you have nothing to worry about.
As promised, I'm at the Old Grand Hotel.
Be here in an hour.
Or, you know the rest.
Damn it.
What are you gonna do?
[suspenseful music]
-[door clicking] -[engine revving]
[Sites] What the hell is going on?
They got her, John.
Who?
Cheyenne. Danes took her.
Shit.
I'm going after her.
Yeah, let's do this.
Let's go.
[tense music]
Old Grand Hotel.
Got it.
[laughing] We're gonna have fun tonight.
I'll collect my money and get rid of the thorn in my side.
[tense music]
Sit down.
You don't know Luke.
He's gonna come after you.
Yeah, right.
Danes has an army waiting out there for him.
That's not gonna stop him.
You see the firepower Danes has?
Yeah.
You're right, Uncle.
This bitch is just trying to mess with our heads.
You hear him, bitch?
Your boyfriend's one dead motherfucker.
[tense music]
[Sites laughing]
[Sites] That was one hell of a night, man.
Woo!
Hey.
I have all the money for Danes.
Here, take it. You'll be a hero.
Whoa, sorry, man.
Ooh, that's too bad.
I'll take that.
Where's the girl?
Where is she?
[man grunting]
Where did they take her?
Huh?
[man grunting]
I can do this shit all day.
Where did they take the girl?
Ah, ah.
Third floor.
End of the hall.
See, that wasn't so hard.
[punch thudding]
[gate creaking]
Go get the girl.
[tense music]
[sighing] Christ.
[tense music]
[gun firing]
What was that?
[guns firing]
You stay here.
Where are you going?
You stay here with her.
Okay?
Sit down.
[suspenseful music]
[guns firing]
[man grunting]
[door creaking]
[guns firing]
[suspenseful music continues]
[Craft breathing heavily]
[suspenseful music continues]
[gun firing]
That little girlfriend of yours.
Yeah, she's dead by now.
You are too late.
[metal clanging]
[guns firing]
[suspenseful music continues]
[Craft coughing]
[guns firing]
[suspenseful music]
[gun clicking]
Shit!
[gun firing]
Hey!
[gun firing]
[Cheyenne grunting]
You came for me.
Of course. Let's go.
Come on.
Look who it is.
The man of the hour.
[gun firing]
And I'm supposed to get that money before I kill you.
I don't give a damn about that money.
[gun firing]
That makes two of us.
[gun firing]
Face it, Sheriff.
It's over.
-If you say so. -[gun firing]
Hello, big guy.
[gun firing]
[suspenseful music]
[both grunting]
Where's my money, Luke?
Is that you, Fernando?
[gun firing]
Gotta protect my investment.
Very stupid of you to make a deal with Danes
with my money.
I don't give a damn about the money.
[guns firing]
It's not yours.
Where is it?
How'd you even know I was here?
I know everything.
[suspenseful music]
-[gun firing] -[Cheyenne screaming]
I want my fuckin' money, Sheriff!
Not your fucking money, Danes!
Danes!
Cheyenne.
Danes!
[suspenseful music]
[both grunting]
[Cheyenne breathing heavily]
Alright, you stupid bitch.
This could've been so easy.
Calm down.
Okay.
All I wanted was the goddamn money.
Move!
[suspenseful music]
[gun firing]
Danes!
Come on, come on.
Danes!
-Danes! -Sheriff!
Don't make me kill your girlfriend.
You have been a royal pain in my ass.
At least you brought my money.
It's all here, okay?
Now let her go.
Here's the deal.
Put the bag down, walk away.
Then I'll let her go.
I don't want to hurt her.
I just want my money.
Okay.
Don't do anything stupid.
Good.
Good hero.
Be a good boy.
Uh huh.
Keep going.
Hey, while you're down there...
Catch!
[Cheyenne screaming]
[gun firing]
[Fernando] Hello, Danes.
We had a deal.
The fucking money you stole from me, asshole.
My money.
Your money?
Huh?
Your money?
-[gun firing] -[Danes groaning]
[tense music]
[Cheyenne gasping]
Chey, I got you! I got you.
Trust me.
Let go. Let go.
I got you. Trust me.
[both grunting]
Let go!
Oh!
I got you. I got you.
I thought I lost you.
[gentle orchestral music]
Come on.
[tense music]
Stop right there!
You gotta be fucking kidding me.
Now what?
I can't just let you walk away.
You killed my sister.
Your sister?
The girl you call Dawn.
You took her from me.
I had no idea.
It was just business.
You kidnapped her.
You turned her into a prostitute,
you murdered her,
and then you buried her like she was a little rag doll.
I never intended for her to die.
I had my orders.
Orders?
What orders?
[gun firing]
[water splashing]
[tense music]
Uncle Barnes?
That son of a bitch was gonna kill you.
Told you I'd keep an eye on you, boy.
How'd you know we were here?
Well, I followed you.
Let's go.
He killed Sara.
He said he was only following orders.
Hell, he ran the cartel.
Who's he gonna be taking orders from?
How'd he know I'd be here with the money?
Must've put a tail on you, I suppose.
No, there was no tail.
I would've known.
[tense music]
-How'd you know I'd be here? -I heard it on the scanners.
[dramatic orchestral music]
It was you.
What are you talking about?
You did all this.
Look, Luke, we got the money.
You got the bad guys.
Congratulations, Sheriff.
You did a good job.
Fernando worked for you.
Luke.
You just took down two notorious criminals.
You're a hero now, not some washed up drunk
that left the town high and dry years ago.
Listen to me, let it go.
Why did you kill him?
Because you didn't.
The truth, Barnes.
Okay, the truth.
The truth is Fernando couldn't handle himself,
so I had to handle it for him.
He's not the only crime boss in Mexico.
I'm gonna need somebody to run things for me around here.
I can set you up like I did with him.
Never.
[both grunting]
Bastard! Why couldn't you leave it alone?
[groaning] Why, Barnes?
Why, why, why?
Why does anybody do anything in this world, Luke?
Greed.
What's the saying?
"Greed is good?"
This is my county.
I own this damn place,
and it was my money you were messing with.
Why is it always about money?
What about Sara's life?
Didn't she matter?
I loved Sara.
By the time I found out Fernando'd had her,
she was in too deep.
Strung out and working for him.
I almost killed Fernando for what he done.
There's still a way out for you.
You don't have to do this.
Oh, really?
Just surrender to you, huh?
And then what?
Spend the rest of my life in a cage like an animal?
No, Luke.
I can't do that.
[suspenseful orchestral music]
[gun firing]
Shit!
[gun firing]
Barnes Easton, you're under arrest.
You have the right to remain silent.
You son of a-
[guns firing]
Took you long enough.
Yeah, well.
Thanks.
You had my back.
[engine rumbling]
[birds chirping]
Laura, give me a beer.
[dramatic music]
Laura, beer!
I'm sorry, I forgot, Joey.
You forgot?
[dramatic music continues]
How many times I tell you yesterday we were running low?
I'm sorry.
You're sorry?
-Oh, well -[knuckles rapping]
You stay right there.
Now.
What?
[both grunting]
What the hell are you doing? Call the police.
I am the police.
Joey Esposito, you are under arrest
for assault and battery.
What'd you do? What'd you tell them?
Deputy Falcon, read him his rights.
Laura, please.
Don't let them take me in.
It's over, Joey.
I'm done.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean to.
I don't want to go to jail.
Thank you so much, Sheriff.
I didn't know what to do.
I was so scared for me and my baby.
Just doing my job.
Looks like you got some mail.
I don't know.
It's all right, baby.
Go ahead.
Open it.
Oh, my god.
This can't be mine.
It says your name.
Maybe the big guy upstairs wants you
to have a fresh start.
A fresh start?
This is a new life.
Look at this.
Thank you so much.
Thank you.
You're an amazing mom.
You deserve it.
Yes?
Is that for me?
Oh, thank you so much.
I can have this?
Oh, thank you, Nicoly.
Bye.
All right. You guys be well.
I'll see you around town.
[Laura] Thank you.
-You good to go? -Let's do it.
[Luke] All right, let's take off.
And this belongs to you now.
Mmm.
Don't mind if I do.
Looks pretty good on you.
Yeah, I couldn't agree more.
I got your back, Sheriff.
I got yours.
Good luck.
Oh, hey, I think you forgot your fish.
Goldie's all yours now.
[dramatic orchestral music]
I'm sorry, Sara.
I love you always and forever.
Sorry I wasn't there for you when you needed me the most.
[dramatic orchestral music continues]
[Luke sighing]
You okay?
Yeah.
Closure is always bittersweet.
Ain't that the truth.
[gentle orchestral music]
We can stay.
No, no.
I'm ready to close the chapter here.
Trust me.
Trust you?
[Luke] Same ol' Chey!
[gentle orchestral music continues]
[gentle orchestral music]
[gentle orchestral music continues]
[dramatic orchestral music]
[dramatic orchestral music continues]
[gentle ambient music]
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