- ## [Reggae Mix] - [Man] # Yah, that's right, man #
- # Yah, come on, come on # - [Pounding]
[Dog Barking In Distance]
[TV Playing, Indistinct]
Get your shit. Come with me.
# They come up like a gun #
# Way up in your face until you get down #
# Reaction It ain't nothing #
# The word I bring is the... ##
[Grace] You believe this?
- [Ham] This is wrong. - So wrong.
- Butch did this. - Asshole.
[Ham] It's a professional job. You know how much these cost?
Good. Let's go.
Yeah.
Uh-huh.
[Ham Laughs]
- A little ice would help that swelling. - [Gasps]
- Remember me? - You're not real.
- I'm real.
Your boyfriend killing that woman last week was real too.
So why isn't she dead? She's not real either.
You're not real.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death...
I will fear no evil, for thou art with me.
Thou art with me. I will fear no evil.
[Breathing Heavily]
[Gasps] You're a demon! I rebuke you!
Oh, you got demons, child, but I ain't one of 'em.
- Here. Put this on your face. - [Whimpers]
[Gasping]
I want nothin' to do with you...
or that dead lady keeps knockin' on my door.
Well, open it next time. Her name's Grace Hanadarko. She can help you.
Whoo-hoo! [Shrieks]
[Laughing] Mama, save me!
[Both Laughing]
[Laughing] Okay.
[Ham Chuckling]
- Hey. Oh. - Lower.
- [Grunting] - Lower.
Stop. Okay.
- So the Longhorn says? - This Longhorn...
"Sir, somebody just stole your truck."
And the Sooner said, "Did you see who it was?"
The Longhorn goes, "No, but I wrote down the license tag."
- [Both Laughing] - [Horn Honking]
- You know how they practice safe sex in Austin? - How?
Put a warning sign on the animals that kick!
[Both Laughing]
Move over to the left. [Chuckles]
[Ham Grunts]
Left! [Laughs]
- [Grunting] - To the left!
- [Truck Horn Honks] - Left! [Laughing]
- [Ham Laughing] - Stop!
Hey, you know who else is a Longhorn fan?
- Who? - Snapper.
Aw, rest in peace, man. Car hit him... he was thrown 60 feet.
- Oh, yeah. [Laughs] - [Laughing]
To Snapper.
He's still a jerk, you know.
- Total jerk, man. - [Laughing]
- But I gotta go to the bathroom. - Okay. Two minutes.
I can't... I can't... I can't wait two minutes.
Mm-mmm.
[Laughing]
## [Acoustic Guitar]
[Man] #So pretty and, oh, so bold #
# Got a heart full of gold on a lonely road #
- # She said, "I don't even think that God can save me"# - # Save me #
# Am I gaining ground Am I losing face #
# Have I lost and found my saving grace #
# Thankful for the gift my angels gave me ##
It takes balls to paint an Oklahoma bridge Texas colors.
- I'm gonna kill him. Is your partner here? - Not yet. What's up?
- You know what's up, buddy. - No, I don't.
Is that crimson and cream paint in your hair?
[Female Reporter On TV] Sergeant Reed... or Snapper, as his friends had called him...
had just finished a routine traffic stop...
when he was killed by a hit-and-run driver.
Joe Ricky Dunmore was captured six minutes later without incident...
with an alcohol content three times the legal limit and an unregistered handgun.
His arraignment is set for tomorrow.
This is Kendra Burke reporting live.
Hear Joe Ricky Dunmore had a rough ride back to the station.
He was doing 80 in a 30 zone. Never even hit the brakes.
- You are so dead! - [Laughing]
Takes guts, Longhorn!
- Bring it on, "Choke-lahoma"! - We're gonna kick your ass!
Come on, man. I did it for Snapper. He went to UT.
- Who gives a shit, dude? - Look, man, have some respect.
- Longhorn or not, he was still a cop. - Did you even know Snapper?
- No. [Laughs] - [Laughing]
Grace and I used to work with him in Vice.
His wife wants us to be part of his honor guard.
Where is Grace?
[Children Playing In Distance]
- [Hammer Cocks] - What are you doin'?
Isn't this house for sale?
Sir, I am so sorry. I didn't... I didn't...
I must have got my streets mixed up.
Please don't shoot me. Dear God, please! I'm sorry.
I just found out I'm pregnant, and me and my husband were looking for a place...
- A nice yard for the baby and... - Calm down, ma'am. My mistake.
Oh! Oh, thank God! Oh, my God!
[Stammering] I'm... I'm... My heart is beating so fast.
- I thought you were trying to break into my house. - No, sir. No.
But are you saying this neighborhood has a lot of break-ins?
Now, look, lady, my house is not for sale.
- Go on. - I am sorry.
[Tires Screeching]
[Brakes Squeal]
[Engine Idling]
[Engine Revving]
[Tires Screech]
[Brakes Squeal]
[Engine Stops]
- Havin' fun? - Kinda.
- Five days in a row. I'm proud of you. - I was gettin' bored.
Now I'm kind of interested again.
- One of these days, she's gonna talk to you. - What's her name?
Stop worrying about her name...
about facts, information.
God wants you to know her heart.
- Then God should tell her to open the door. - Well, she's scared.
What's goin' on inside that house?
None of it's any good.
You need to be careful. Call for backup.
Why?
Because I don't want anything happening to you.
Hey, Ham. This girl I share my last-chance angel with needs an intervention.
- Can you come over and help me? - You'll figure it out.
[Cell Phone Beeping]
- [Line Rings] - I need a favor.
[Lift Motor Whirring]
- What are you doin'? - [Ham] Travis Wayne.
I have orders to impound, sir. I got the paperwork right here.
- Why? - Unpaid parking tickets.
City's got nothin' better to do than take my truck?
You're not taking my truck. Do you understand me? You are not taking my truck.
How about this, man? I'll just call the cops and let them decide.
- No. No cops. Shit! - I don't want any trouble, man.
Neither do I. Just... How much I owe?
I got no idea, man. I just bring in the vehicle.
Okay. Okay. Look, just...
Just give me a second. All right. I'll go with you.
Can I go with you, straighten this out?
- The only way to straighten this out is to pay your tickets. - So I'll pay.
I'll pay the city to park on the streets that I paid them to build.
- That sound okay to you? - Whatever, dude.
[Female Dispatcher On Radio] I wanna let you know they need a flatbed on that.
All right? No hook. Just a flatbed.
Hi.
- Can we please talk? - Travis!
He's gone. You're safe.
What's your name?
Earl told me you're scared.
I was scared too when I first met Earl.
You're not crazy.
- He's a real angel. - He's not real!
Has he taken you to the Grand Canyon?
That scared the shit outta me.
You seen his wings?
First time I saw them, they were so pretty it hurt my eyes.
I don't know what this is, but I don't want no part of it.
I didn't either. It-It...
It didn't matter. Earl's not gonna leave you alone.
Jesus! Save me from this demon!
Keep her away. Keep them all away!
Okay. Okay. I'm not a demon, but okay.
- We're just talking here. - This is demon talk.
That's all it is! Demon talk!
I rebuke her! I rebuke them all!
Jesus. Help me, please.
When I open my eyes, this is all gone.
I walk in the valley of death.
I fear no evil for thou art with me.
Sorry.
- What do you want? - [Gunshots]
[Engine Starts]
[Tires Screeching]
[Earl] Call 911.
Call 911. Now, Grace!
[Officers Chattering]
[Police Radio Chatter]
- Where's Detective Dewey? - [Ham] Grace!
- [Exhales] - You okay?
Perry's here. She thought I was shot.
- She got a lot of questions. - Who's our D.O. A?
Neighborhood guy out walking his dog.
Found me. He called 911.
- Hung up. He had a heart attack. - Oh, shit.
I mean, I tried C.P.R. I couldn't save him.
Just took a class last week. I couldn't save him.
- Where's his dog? - He took off.
Travis came back to the house shooting. Did he hit someone?
- Yeah. The girl. She's at the hospital. - [Mutters]
- What happened? - I hadn't driven a mile. Stop sign.
When I looked to the left, the guy slammed the gun into my head.
Oh, shit.
Ham, I'm so sorry. I shouldn't have brought you into this.
No. I should've never let him take me out. You warned me he had a gun.
You're gonna need stitches.
[Hushed] Travis took my gun and my badge.
He wanted something out of his glove box.
- You okay? - Yeah.
One of my informants gave us a tip, and we were checking it out.
Long version.
I hear about a meth lab and this kid named Travis Wayne...
who's been beating the shit out of some girl.
Don't know her name. Never learned her name.
So I go by the house a couple of times...
see if there's any drug activity.
Knocked, you know.
No response, so l-I asked Ham to help.
And it all went south, and it's all on me.
- You check with Dope? - Yeah. Not on their radar.
- You didn't check with me. - I, uh, saw she was injured.
I wanted to make a move. But I should have.
And your move was to steal his vehicle?
Travis Wayne has 23 unpaid parking tickets.
I thought it was a good idea to get him away from the house...
so I could talk to our Jane Doe.
Meth. Domestic violence.
Yes, that's a volatile combination.
- How is she? - Looks bad.
I want to get over to the hospital, see if she can talk.
- [Cell Phone Rings] - Mm-hmm.
I'll make sure your F.O.P. attorney meets you over there.
Perry.
I thought you were doing this for an old friend.
Yeah. My informant.
You never mentioned a meth lab.
I was worried about the girl.
[Helicopter Whirring Overhead]
Travis Wayne is an artist.
Dogs tracked him solid for six blocks. Stole a car.
BOLO's out on him and the stolen car.
Grace definitely hit him. I notified hospitals, clinics.
- Thought we had a meth lab here. - It's in the bathroom.
[Bobby] This is too small for distribution.
[Butch] Most likely personal use.
Turn around.
Six rifles, six handguns. You have more firearms than this.
But mine don't have the serial numbers filed off.
Roommate is Jeb Macey. No record.
Neighbors said Travis lived here with his grandma...
till she died last year.
- Press is outside. - [Man Chattering]
[Chattering]
- [Bobby] When you goin'public? - No time soon.
Cop with a reporter... almost as bad as playing for Texas.
Are you dating Kendra Burke?
Okay. Never mind. None of my business.
You been in this back bedroom?
[Rhetta] Hmm.
- [Rhetta] Is that real? - [Butch] Looks real.
That does too.
- Haven't found anything to indicate a woman lives here. - [Cell Phone Rings]
- [Bobby] Stillwater. Yeah. - But I did find this.
Which indicates a strange person lives here... my opinion.
- I'll know if it's blood in a few minutes. - [Siren Wailing In Distance]
Here's one last opinion.
Dating a reporter is tricky.
Playing football for Texas is treason.
Even your own mother thinks so.
Badge belonged to a rookie. He reported it stolen last week.
Two other badges are missing and three uniforms...
two from Sun Ruby cleaners.
- Maybe Travis Wayne's been playing cop. - Who's got the other uniform?
- [Woman On P.A., Indistinct] - Yeah. Okay.
- How many stitches? - Three.
My brothers and I didn't go to the hospital anything under 10.
- Why won't you tell me what's going on? - I did.
Here. Call my informant. Call Pop. Ask him about the tip he gave me.
Like you didn't give him the story.
Shit, Grace. I know you, man. I know when you're lying.
Know when I'm about to smack you?
All... All right. What... What have we got on Travis Wayne?
Travis had a job at a hardware store till he quit three days ago.
His roommate... a sophomore at OBU, Jeb Macey...
hasn't been to class in guess how many days.
Three. So what have they been doing the past three days?
Haven't been using their credit cards. The last bank transac...
[Air Pumping]
Was I supposed to save her too?
You talkin' about her soul?
What? No. I'm talkin' about her life.
Doesn't matter what you did, Grace.
When God decides to call her home, she's goin' home.
So are you.
- That trip comin' up anytime soon? - Blink of an eye.
Why you think God brought you and this girl together?
I'm thinkin' it's to arrest her ass.
Her soul seems fine. She was hollering out to Jesus...
quoting the Bible, rebuking demons.
So you think her journey's over? You think your journey's over?
We got work to do, Grace... you and me.
Hard work.
- I gotta know. - Know what? You have to know what?
Have I prepared you.
Jeb had an "X" painting in his room too.
"X" can mean anything... X-rays, strip club, porn, ecstasy.
- Maybe they're making ecstasy. - Rhetta said they're making meth.
We got Bar "X" out on Shartel...
and "X" Speedway out on... Council Road.
[Bobby] There is no "X" cult, no "X" political movement on the fed's radar.
[Butch] Three uniforms reported missing.
Three badges reported stolen.
Three suspects... Jeb, Travis, Jane Doe.
Why'd Travis try to kill her? Keep her from talking?
[Butch] If she was part of their plan, do they have to replace her?
[Bobby] What is their plan?
She may be cauliflower the rest of her life. We gotta find these guys.
- What else we got? - We got a pile of illegal firearms.
- Wannabe cops. - You talk to your informant? He give you anything else?
He's trying. Nothing so far.
Travis an Andrew Macdonald groupie? He wants to overthrow the government?
His boss said he had a bug up his ass about the feds.
Bug like "he might blow up a building" bug?
She said he was a hard worker. He was just always trashing the president.
- You still got your buddy in Secret Service? - Already talked to him. Nothing.
Any idea what was in that glove box?
Lots of fingerprints I can't use.
The newspaper was two weeks old. Religious section, if that means anything.
And the bloody "X" on the Bible...
was human blood... male.
Preliminary match to Travis Wayne.
Uh-huh. I got Jane Doe's clothes and property.
[Male Anchor On TV] ...from Kendra Burke, live at the scene.
Guys, look. Turn it up. Turn it up.
- Right next door to the bridge, the Western Avenue Church. - Shit. She get a boob job?
High in its steeple a security camera that, last night...
captured not only the vandalism...
but also an obscene act performed by the latest bridge Picassos.
Pastor Jason Cavanaugh is worried about them...
and is reaching out with a unique offer.
- Come in for counseling... - [Mouths Word]
or he will turn the footage over to the police for criminal prosecution.
[Anchor] Thanks for that, Kendra.
Elsewhere, police say a man who was killed by a train just sat on the tracks...
- We gotta talk to Pastor Jason. - And say what?
- Maybe ask forgiveness? - We gotta confiscate the tape.
- How? - Shit, I don't know.
I just know Kendra Burke's like a dog with a bone.
She's not gonna rest till she sees the tape.
She sees the tape, she identifies us.
Travis and Jeb... what's up?
Airports, bus terminals, state troopers... we got it covered.
- No cell phones to track. - How many college kids you know don't have a cell phone?
We got Jeb Macey's dad comin' in.
He spoke to Jeb this morning. Jeb was "between classes."
So Jeb's lying. Anything on Jane Doe?
She's in surgery... bullet in the brain. Doctor said it was dicey.
Let's get a sketch on TV. Let's see if we can get an I.D.
Snapper's wife wants you and me to be in his honor guard.
- No. - No?
- No, thank you. - You can't say no.
- Yes, I can. - This was Snapper's request.
A final "screw you" from the grave. He didn't like me, and I didn't like him.
Why are you gonna be in his honor guard? You guys didn't like each other either.
- He was a fellow cop. - That's why I'm going to his funeral.
This is between you and Snapper's wife. I'm out of it.
- Would you be in his honor guard? - Probably.
[Woman] I've never seen any of these people.
And I don't have any new information about the police uniforms either.
Bet a lot of clothes come through here every day. It'd be easy to misplace an order.
No. No, it would not be easy. This is what we do.
You give us your precious clothes, drapes, wedding gowns.
And we clean them. We do not misplace them.
You're saying the uniforms were stolen, Molly?
I'm not saying that either.
I'm just saying I feel terrible.
Who else works here?
Emily, get out here.
This is my daughter, Emily. She doesn't know what happened either.
You know any of these people?
They're investigating the missing police uniforms.
Whoa. The serious shit.
- You run the press machine? - Yeah.
You press the uniforms, bag 'em. You're the last one to handle 'em.
- So? - What happened to 'em?
Dude, I don't know.
- You in school, Emily? - Why you care?
[Sighs] OBU. Sophomore.
And a smart-ass.
- You go back to work now. - [Cell Phone Rings]
- [Beeps] - Stillwater.
[Officers Chattering]
[Bobby] We found your gun.
[Henry] Driver's license says Travis Wayne.
Suicide.
The entrance wound is on the left side of his head.
Hard for the gun to end up over there.
And it's on top of the blood spatter.
- It was put there after he was shot. - It's been there six to eight hours.
There's also a nonfatal gunshot wound to his left calf.
Provided by Detective Hanadarko from what I understand.
Jeb and Emily are in the same chemistry class at OBU.
That girl from the dry cleaners? She been goin' to class?
Skipped past two days. Went today.
This newspaper is from the same day two weeks ago...
as the newspaper from Travis's truck.
It was used in the transfer from his glove box to this car.
- Transfer of what? - The killer must have took it with him.
[Butch] Coffee undisturbed, so no struggle.
[Bobby] Could've been an ambush. Killer had to get the gun from Travis.
- Find anything else? - No sign of your badge, Ham.
He's a scumbag. Your gun finished off what Grace started.
Guys. This mean anything?
Oh, shit.
We got a lot of "X" prison tats. None match our "X."
What if "X" is a person?
- Jeb's dad mention other friends? - No.
But he said Jeb and Travis hung out with some posse.
[Laughs] You need more than two people to make a posse.
You wanna pick this up in the tub?
Maybe I'm reaching. Shit.
I hope I'm reaching.
"Showtime Death Squad."
F.B. I. code name for the Waco assault was "Showtime."
First casualty at Ruby Ridge was a dog... named Striker.
Shot by a federal agent.
State trooper who arrested McVeigh...
is Charles Hanger.
What are we lookin' at?
- Shit! - "X" is their leader.
- They hate the government. - They want to martyr themselves.
Travis shoots Jane Doe. Who shoots Travis... Jeb?
- Why? - Whatever's in that glove box.
- Money? - Some kind of explosive?
No. Rhetta checked for that.
They wanna... look like cops.
- Gets instant credibility. - Instant access.
Jane Doe make it through surgery?
Yeah.
- She able to talk? - Not yet.
What are you gonna do when she does wake up? She's gonna bust your story.
She's had a brain injury. No telling what she's gonna say.
Whatever you're keeping from me, that's a blind spot in this case I can't help you with.
I'm not keeping anything from you that affects this case.
What else do I have to do, Grace?
I steal a truck, lie, get my head stapled.
That's not enough, right? What else do I have to do to make you trust me?
What would you do if I told you I have an angel?
What?
I have an angel. His name's Earl.
He's the one introduced me to Jane Doe.
[Man] I'll take a look at that slide.
[Chattering]
Thanks for the heads-up yesterday...
or I would've entered an angel's feather into evidence.
Blood matches Jane Doe.
Why was Earl there?
He held her until the paramedics arrived.
- You concealed evidence? - Yeah.
He held her? Oh, that's so beautiful.
You concealed evidence, Rhetta.
I wanna know what God and Earl are up to, who this girl is.
- You tell Earl I have his back. - She may be a homegrown terrorist.
- Why? - Travis and Jeb... are mini McVeighs.
- Doesn't mean she is. - She's hanging out with them, doing drugs with them.
You found her prints in The Turner Diaries.
- Where's the gun that was in Joe Ricky Dunmore's vehicle? - Over there. Why?
- Serial number filed off? - Yes, but it hasn't been used in any crimes.
Is Snapper's death connected to this?
Jeb Macey, the girl from the dry cleaners...
Joe Ricky Dunmore... are all in the same chemistry class.
Can't be a coincidence.
Did you stay up all night? Is that how you put that together?
- Got a couple hours sleep. - Earl was right.
God is using you for great things.
You gonna cry?
You got anything?
The keys on Jane Doe's key ring are most likely house keys.
The diamonds are real.
Wonder if those are her parents.
Maybe her name starts with an "N."
I'm running every test I can think of...
on the newspaper from the stolen car.
I told Ham about Earl.
[Both Laughing]
You and Jeb... same chemistry class, but you don't know him.
There's 50 kids in that class. I don't know any of 'em.
How about Joe Ricky Dunmore?
[Sighs] Yeah.
He's in my class. Sits behind me.
When's the last time you saw X?
Who?
Emily, you know what? I think we should all go down to the office.
I can't. I'm workin'.
What's going on now?
Just trying to have a conversation with your daughter.
It's okay, Mom. I'll be back before lunch.
- So let's go. - What? Uh...
Will she be back before lunch?
If she stops lying. Says she doesn't know X.
- You know X? - Don't say anything, Mom.
Can we just go? This is so stupid.
Molly, may I see your tattoo?
- [Sighs] - No, what are you doing? Stop. Stop it.
- Why are you arresting me? - Suspected terrorism.
- What? - What?
X used to be my boyfriend. He's a terrorist?
When's the last time you saw him?
- About a month ago. - Same time the uniforms went missing.
I caught him once in the back. l...
A few days later, those uniforms were gone.
Then he dumped me.
He was an asshole creep who wasn't good enough for you.
- [People Chattering] - [Phones Ringing]
Your angel give you a ride in on his wings this morning?
Sorry. I was being a smart-ass.
Is this what he looks like?
Your informant angel who turned you on to this case...
does he help you with all our cases?
[Door Opens]
I am Pastor Jason Cavanaugh.
- Can I speak with both of you? - How can we help you?
I have a tape of the two of you having public sex on the Western Avenue Bridge.
We need to talk.
We're real sorry, Pastor Jason.
It's not from me you should seek forgiveness.
Pastor, sir, we do need to talk to you.
But we're in the middle of an urgent criminal investigation.
And I am on an urgent spiritual investigation.
But I understand. Here's my card.
You call me before the end of the day.
- We'll set up a time we can get together. - Yes, sir.
End of the day I don't hear from you, Kendra Burke gets the story.
- That's not very Christian-like. - Oh, I can be brutal when it comes to saving souls.
Jesus, watch over these two until we can join in fellowship.
Amen.
Oh, maybe you can ask Earl for help.
- Would you leave it alone? - You must trust an angel.
- Leave it alone. - No, because I don't know. What the hell are we, Grace?
Off the job, you and me... do you know what we are?
- We're not having this conversation now. - Yeah, we are.
- Because I wanna know where this is going. - We're here.
We're already here.
I want family and kids with you.
- That's not me. - Why?
Do you know how pretty you would look in a wedding dress?
Shit, Ham.
I know what was in the glove box.
I found very small traces of methylphosphonyl difluoride...
on the newspaper in the stolen car.
- What is that? - One of three ingredients in sarin gas.
And in order to have it, you either know someone...
with a Level 4 biosafety clearance or you got it on the black market.
- Can a smart science kid make it? - Not this stuff.
And I can put our suspects with the second ingredient in sarin gas... ammonia...
which was in the meth lab, but I expected to find ammonia in the meth lab.
- Do you understand what I'm saying? - This is serious shit.
- Very. - Chemical weapons shit.
- Third ingredient is isopropyl alcohol. - Got that in my medicine cabinet.
You mix it together, you got sarin gas.
With the right formula, yes. Release it in an enclosed area... massive casualties.
Joe Ricky asked me out once.
I told him I don't date guys with two first names.
So that's why X had to ask me out.
- You ever see them together? - Couple times.
Joe Ricky followed X around like a puppy.
- No picture. - I burned 'em all.
X is 40, white, six feet, 180.
- They're both willing to work with a sketch artist. - We don't have time.
I think this is going down today.
Joe Ricky's arraignment... enclosed area.
- What time? - Now.
So is Snapper's funeral. Church an enclosed area too.
## [Organ: Sacred]
## [Continues]
[Priest] "Give rest, O Christ, to your servant with your saints...
"where sorrow and pain are no more...
"neither sighing, but life everlasting.
"Thou only art immortal...
"the creator and maker of mankind,
"and we are mortal, formed of the earth...
"and unto earth shall we return.
"So thou didst ordain when thou createst me, saying...
"'Dust thou art, and unto dust ye shall return.'
"A II will go down to the dust.
"Yet even at the grave, we make our song:
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia."
[Chains Rattling]
Your arraignment's been postponed.
Ten, 20 people in a courtroom... not enough casualties anyway, right?
But hundreds of cops, governor, mayor, maybe a senator.
Now those are headlines.
- Nice tattoo. - Thank you.
- Who is X? - You'll know soon enough.
Wonder why X didn't think you could pull off the big one.
You just a wheelman?
I can die another day.
"Into thy hands, O Merciful Savior...
"we commend thy servant.
"A cknowledge, we humbly beseech thee...
"a sheep of thine own fold...
"a lamb of thine own flock...
"a sinner of thine own redeeming.
"Receive him into the arms of thy mercy...
"into the blessed rest of everlasting peace...
and into the glorious company of the saints in light."
Amen.
Know what your government did at Ruby Ridge?
- They made mistakes. - They started a war.
We're gonna fight back, do what we have to do.
- Why'd you have to kill a cop? - We wanted a spectacle.
[Man] We've lost Snapper Reed.
- [Man] Shot fired! Shot fired! - [Man #2] Get him!
- Hey! Hold him down! - Grab his gun!
[Policemen Chattering]
[People Chattering]
- [Man] Just follow me. You'll be all right. - [Woman] This way.
[Hammer Clicks]
[Man] Cover him. Hold on.
Go to the back!
Take him away!
[Man #2] Please stand back. Let us do our work.
Shit. We got a chemical weapon.
Hazmat's standing by. We gotta evacuate.
I need your attention, please!
We've got to evacuate the church in a timely manner.
Please, move to the ends of the aisles...
and an officer will escort you to the nearest exit.
- [People Chattering] - [Man] Follow me. Right through here.
I'll stay. You go.
[Door Opens]
What's with the X? Your real name's Bob.
That's what we are to them... an "X."
- On a map, on a ballot. - You decided to take the power back.
- That's right. - "Posse comitatus."
It's Latin for "power of the county."
- You know what today is? - Yeah.
If it had been April 19, it would've been easy.
You and McVeigh, anniversary of Waco.
But June 16... shit.
Only thing I could find besides it's the day in 1963...
that the first woman went into outer space...
Valentina Vladimirovna Tereshkova...
and I figured Travis and Jeb wouldn't die for that...
is today in 1878, Congress passed the Posse Comitatus Act...
which is supposed to keep the military out of criminal law enforcement.
Southern states were tired of being occupied by the U.S. Army.
So you and your posse still not over the Civil War. That's what this is all about?
[Scoffs]
Courtroom would've been a better target.
Only casualty at the funeral was Snapper.
X and Jeb were arrested.
Jeb's in surgery getting his jaw wired back together.
Do you know about the Cohen Act?
I know it's fiction... Turner Diaries.
Government confiscated all firearms under the Cohen Act.
That day is coming. You better believe it.
Well, I got my answer.
See, I kept asking myself, "Why Joe Ricky Dunmore? Why this guy?"
- So I did some digging. You from San Antonio? - Yeah.
- Where's your dad work? - Southwest Chemical.
The only Level 4 private lab in the country.
How about that?
- Who killed Travis? - I did. He wanted to kill himself.
You wanted to die today too. Sorry we messed that up for you.
We lost a battle. War's not over.
- We'll recruit more soldiers. - Yeah, in prison maybe.
- You can battle out in there, 'cause you're never getting out. - Others will.
So you dated Molly to get the uniforms.
Yes. I used sweet, jolly Molly to get the uniforms.
Jeb, Travis and Joe Ricky are soldiers.
What else you want to know?
- What about the girl? - What girl?
Black, about 18. She was with Travis.
Girlfriends were fine as long as they kept them separate from our mission.
- You know her name? - I never even met her.
[Laughing, Chattering]
We got assholes trying to kill us outside our borders...
homegrown assholes trying to kill us from within.
What the hell is happening?
How can someone hate our government so much?
Some things done in the name of our government are easy to hate.
Oh, man, because, you know... Here you can change what you don't like, man.
- Do that in China, Iran, right? - Exactly!
Ho! Ho! Check... Check it out!
Pastor Jason has been praying he would get a call...
but his prayers have not been answered.
It is because of this that he has given me the tape...
- which reveals, as I mentioned before, some shocking footage. - Shit! Did you call?
- No! Shit! What time is it? Where's the phone? - You will see the tape tomorrow.
- But tonight, you'll hear from Pastor Jason himself. - We'll give her the story of X.
- That's a way bigger story. - Way bigger!
- Anybody here know Kendra Burke? - Butch, I thought you did.
- Butch! - No. - Do you?
If you know her, you gotta help us out!
- Butch, if you don't, I will. - Hey, hey, hey!
What's she doing? What's she doing?
This is the sex tape. Pastor Jason, please step over here.
Sooners suck! [Laughs]
[Both Laughing]
Oh!
[Rhetta] Oh, my God!
[Laughing, Whooping]
- There was never any tape? - What?
- There was never any story. - Never a pastor. That's one of my ranch hands.
You put a camera up on that bridge? You pervert!
- No, man, we didn't have to. - [Rhetta] Bobby, you went along with this?
Come on! This has to be one of the best ever!
- [All Laughing] - Oh, my God, dude!
- Whoa! - [All Shouting]
- Oh, my God! That is so great! - Yeah!
- [Ham] Whoo! - Okay!
I have something I wanna tell you guys.
- [Laughing] - Oh.
I have something I wanna tell you guys.
I want you to meet Kendra Burke, my fiancée.
- Oh! Oh! Oh! - You dog!
You dog! Dude, come here!
- Congratulations! - [Exclaiming]
I thought you guys were just dating. When's the wedding?
- Oh, sometime this fall. - [Rhetta] Oh, my God. You can't. Totally...
[Man] # Too much time thinkin' about all my mistakes #
Left hand. Let me see.
# My heart, my mind my soul, my body ache #
# I hunger for the loving arms of your embrace #
# I walk along the lonely road #
# I walk along #
# The lonely road #
# My back is strong, girl #
# I'll carry the load #
# I'm on the grind #
# In time I'll pay the debt that's owed #
# I walk along the lonely road #
# Too much time thinkin' 'bout everything that went wrong #
# I cry my eyes out every time I hear your song #
# I hope this path leads me back where I belong #
# I walk along the lonely road #
# I walk along #
# The lonely road #
# My back is strong, girl #
# I'll carry the load #
# I'm on the grind #
# In time I'll pay the debt that's owed #
# I walk along the lonely road ##
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