I gotta say you done a lot of damage in just a couple of days.
I thought talking to Esperanza's mom do you some good...
take the burden off of you.
Wasn't expectin' this.
Mildred in Breaux Bridge, Louisiana.
Ate bags and bags of pork rinds for days. Couldn't stop.
School bus driver for 15 years.
Had 20 kids on her route.
Heavy rains caused the bridge to wash out, and...
Well, she was the only one survived.
Took time, long time.
She started a shuttle service for disabled kids...
shut-ins and the elderly.
Named each of her vans after a child.
See, to her the children were part of the earth now.
They were God's.
Not once did one of them vans ever break down...
have an accident or get stuck in bad weather.
I asked God about it. Said he had nothing to do with it.
You can't survive just on corn chips and beer alone, Grace.
Mornin'.
Visited Sunee in Thailand.
Brought you back one of them herbal wrap compresses.
I know I said I wouldn't, but this definitely falls under special circumstances.
I'm here for the long haul, Grace.
You best take somethin', child...
or else you might feel a whole world of hurt worse than you're feeling now.
You're in no condition to leave, Grace.
Well, at least she ain't drivin'.
#So pretty and, oh, so bold #
# Got a heart full of gold on a Ionely 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 ##
- I'm going over there. - Don't. She's okay.
Look, last time I saw her, she was eating corn chips.
That's not okay. That's not healthy.
I wanted to bring over a Theta with cheese. She didn't want it.
- So she is not okay. - She's as okay as she's gonna be right now.
- I'm bringing over Johnny. - Ham, she doesn't wanna see anybody.
- Not her family, not even you. - She say that?
Yes, to both of us. You were right there. Two days ago.
I've seen this... after her sister died in the bombing.
You can't help her. We can't help her.
- There's got to be something. - Pray.
- Hey. Anybody talk to Grace? - No.
- I thought I'd send over Johnny... - No.
Bobby. Is Marissa okay?
It's hard. She and her mom were real close.
We're flying out to New Mexico this afternoon.
- Funeral's tomorrow. - Let us know if you need anything.
Yeah, I will. Keep me posted on Grace.
Take care, partner.
A call just came in. A woman's been stabbed over at Louie's.
- Ham, you and Butch partner up. - I got a partner.
I know you do.
Look, hitting that little girl could've happened to any of us.
It's tragic.
We would all rather be camped out at Grace's trying to get her through this...
but we got a job to do, so let's go do it.
Caucasian, female. She suffered multiple stab wounds to the chest.
- Any witnesses? - Everybody's in agreement.
- Two knuckleheads got into it. She got in the middle. - You got the knuckleheads?
Right over here.
Surprise!
- You do this? - Nah. He did.
- Butchy! - Luke!
What the hell, man? It's 2:00 in the afternoon.
- Only way we knew how to surprise you. - When did you get into town?
Couple of days ago. Didn't contact you 'cause you know I can't keep a secret.
- Yeah, I guess. - Drink up, bitch. You're off the clock.
Hey.
- How the hell did you pull this off? - Your partner hooked me up.
- Even left you a little present. - Uh-oh.
Bobby says Kendra made a promise...
those will be the only pair of tits you'd see tonight.
- Yeah. - Of course I didn't promise shit.
Lainie, baby! Let's bring it!
Come on! Yoo-hoo-hoo!
Hey, man. He always like this?
Since we were 14.
Luke's a crazy son of a bitch, but he always had my back.
- Why is he carrying? - Must owe somebody money.
I'll make sure he gets rid of it.
Too bad Billy couldn't be here to see you get hitched.
Yeah, it is.
Gotta get rid of the piece, man.
- What piece? - You know what piece.
Whoo-hoo! Work it, baby!
Yeah! Oh, yeah!
Take it easy.
- Shit. - All right.
Hands up! Hands where we can see 'em!
Hey, we're cops, man. O.C.P.D.! Put your weapon down!
- A.T.F. You first. - Show me your badge. Show it.
Holster your weapons, gentlemen.
Luke Graford, you have the right to remain silent.
Anything you say can and will be held against you in a court of law.
Aunt Grace?
That another one of Paige's casseroles?
- She says you need to eat. - You know what to do.
Anything I can do for you? I can stay with you, cook for you.
- Clean up, whatever you need. - No, thanks. I'm...
I'm okay.
- I'm so sorry, Aunt Grace. - Sorry?
Sorry for what?
If you wouldn't have talked to me about the Leon Cooley letter...
you would've been home and you wouldn't have been driving.
Clay.
Come on.
This had nothing to do with you.
- Is your angel helping? - Go home, Clay.
Tell the family I'm fine.
And tell Paige not to send another casserole.
I'm gonna be all right. I just need some time.
You understand, right?
"That which does not kill us makes us stronger."
Friedrich Nietzsche.
Complicated fella.
Liked to talk a lot about humans' place in the universe.
Amused me... amused God too... with that quote.
That quote he got right.
Gonna get past this, Grace.
People have for thousands of years.
You asshole.
- Have a nice time in rehab? - Ahh!
Grace, what are you doing? What the hell is wrong with you?
I'm tired of your shit.
I sat there while you were in a coma.
I searched the entire country for you.
Shit. I jumped off a damn building for you.
I didn't do that so you could die on me.
I didn't ask you to do any of it.
You ask God to remove all your shortcomings?
- Ahh! - You even ready to have him remove...
all your defects in character?
I prayed, Grace. I prayed really hard, but nothing helps!
So that's it?
You're just gonna kill yourself?
- Is that what you wanna do? - I'm done.
I can't do this anymore. How do you do it, Grace?
- Do what? - Be so strong.
I don't even know where to start.
Make amends. Admit all the wrongs you've done.
- Don't 12-step me, Grace. - Number one...
stop being an idiot so others don't have to deal with your idiocy.
Number two... kick your own self in the ass.
Several times.
Grace. Grace, stop!
What the hell... Wha-What are you doing? Are you crazy?
Number three...
get rid of all temptation.
- Where's the rest of your stash? - I already smoked it.
Bullshit. No chance you risked coming down without a backup.
Who's gonna clean this shit up?
Grace, come on. Don't leave me flying solo, Grace.
Please. Grace, untie me. Untie me!
Grace.
Grace!
You're gonna leave that girl tied up all night?
She ain't as strong as you.
And you smoking that stuff don't make a difference.
Wears off like everything else...
leaving you just with yourself.
You gotta figure out another way to deal.
Idelle was 25, who worked two jobs in Johannesburg.
Bone tired from her night shift...
she breast-fed her six-week-old in the back of a mini bus taxi...
on the way to drop her off at her mother's.
Idelle fell asleep on the way, and when she woke up...
she noticed her daughter wasn't breathing.
Her bloodcurdling scream could be heard all over the city...
when she realized she had suffocated her daughter.
After the funeral, she wanted to disappear, to hide.
Instead, she scooped up some dirt from her baby's grave...
kept it with her to help her daughter find her way back home.
So, uh, Benny, got a call from the chief this morning.
Wanna tell me why A.T.F. had to, uh, bust up your little party?
- What are you doing? - I'm looking for my ring.
Luke Graford. Friend since high school.
Went to UT together. A.T.F.'s been tracking him the past 18 months.
- What's he into? - They say he's been trafficking guns...
for this new militia group, Oklahoma Republic.
Been gathering steam in southern Oklahoma the past couple of years.
- Sounds like you think they have the wrong man. - Known Luke a long time.
Gotta be an explanation.
- Do I need to worry about you, Benny? - Not at all, Captain.
It's good to hear.
Yeah.
Why didn't you tell her about the gun?
- I saw Luke palming the gun. Why are you hiding it? - Don't worry about it.
- I'm worried about it. - It's none of your business.
It became my business the moment I saw you take that gun.
- We're not talking about this. - We are.
- No, we're not. - What the hell you doing, man?
- Long story. - That's not good enough.
Gonna have to be.
This really where you wanna be, Grace?
Not even Esperanza's mom's been able to set foot in her daughter's room.
Maddy Franks.
The little girl you found in the abandoned school.
Wade Tyrell.
The son you saved from a father who thought he was burdened with God's commands.
Dorothy Talbert.
The woman you stayed with in the bus factory during the tornado...
which could've taken your own life.
These are the people you need to concentrate on, Grace...
the people you saved.
Not this.
This... This will destroy you.
And I ain't plannin' on letting that happen.
My beautiful little girl.
When did you start doing business with the Oklahoma Republic?
Ran up some big debt. Had to pay it off somehow.
What the hell were you thinking coming here?
- I'm a cop, Luke. - Try not to hold that against you.
There were eyes all over Louie's last night, watching you, me, us.
Shit.
If Kendra catches me, I'm screwed.
You don't want me to keep flappin' my gums, start talkin' about shit.
Our crazy past?
A.T.F. wants somebody I got.
Oklahoma Republic. I can make a deal.
In 24 hours, I cease to be your problem anymore, okay?
No, Luke. Not sure it's okay.
For your sake, you should make sure it is.
Hey, Rhetta, just checking in like you wanted.
Call me later. Love you.
The Lord is my shepherd;
I shall not want.
He maketh me lie down in green pastures.
He restoreth my soul.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of death...
I will fear no evil...
Please watch over her, Lord.
Let her come back to us.
I'm using my key. Are you in there? Hey, Gussy.
Hey, where's your mama?
Grace?
Okay. Never seen the house this clean in my life. What's going on, Gus?
Grace, where are you?
Are you in the shower?
Okay, Gus. Okay. Okay. Good boy.
Grace?
Ew.
Grace, I'm in your house.
Your guns are here. The place is spotless.
Where are you? Call me.
Hey. Ham, you talk to Grace?
No, I'm at her place. No sign of her.
Not worried. Not yet.
I think I know where she might be.
I'll call you when I'm... I'll call you when I know for sure.
Hello? Neely?
Oh, my God. Neely! Are you okay?
Oh, shit.
- She left me like this all night. - Who left you like this?
Grace. She busted in here, yelled at me...
tied me up and stole my drugs.
Yeah. Well, she took your drugs so you wouldn't use anymore.
It's none of her damn business if I use it or not.
Maybe if you tried being a little more grateful.
- She just jumped off a building for you. - A building for me. I know.
- I got the spiel earlier. - Did she say where she was going?
No.
I know you're upset, but I need you to do something for me.
- What? - I need you to call Earl.
Why? For Grace? He's not just gonna show up.
You said he comes when you call.
Earl?
Guess he's busy.
- What's that? - My dad bought it for me in Mexico when I was 12.
It makes me feel good.
Do me a favor.
What?
When Earl shows up...
give him this.
Shit. You scared me.
This is for you.
You didn't come when I called.
No, because you weren't callin'.
Does God still love us when we screw up?
That's when he loves us the most.
I'm so tired.
I know, child. I know.
Mas, man. Mas.
No. Mas.
¡Puta madre!
¡Perra estupida!
Okay.
- What, you followin'me? - Yeah. Who was that?
- Get your hands off me, man. - No, man. I'm trying to help you.
- Just let it go, all right? - I'm not letting shit go.
Captain says we're partners, we're partners.
So, who is he?
It's Lonnie. Okay? He's an old friend of Luke's.
- Rumor has it Luke buys and sells murder weapons. - What?
Guess there's a market for sick assholes who collect guns that kill people.
- What's this, a joke? - Not according to Lonnie.
He said he knows of at least four collectors.
Did he give you any names, tell you who Luke is buying from or selling to?
Doesn't know any of the specifics, just what Luke tells him.
- Could be all bullshit. - Or it could all be true...
in which case you're hiding a gun from A.T. F... a possible murder weapon.
All right? At least check it out.
Look... No, you're willing to get your badge stripped over this?
What's this guy got on you?
Back in college, Luke and I used to run guns up from Mexico.
Get out of here, dude. No way, man.
Yeah, way.
So because of some crazy shit in your past...
you're gonna sit on the gun until Luke makes a deal?
Until I separate fact from fiction.
All right, at least... let me run it through I.B. I.S., see what we got.
This Lonnie guy, man, he gave up a lot of info. What's he want in return?
A really good blow job. I gave him your number.
Uh, excuse me.
Uh, ¿ donde esta, um, store?
Uh... Uh... Uh, donde... donde... donde esta the...
- Hey, Clay, Grace isn't here. - I know. She wasn't home either.
I'm pretty sure she hasn't been home all night. There are bowls of food out for Gus.
Probably just went out for a drive to clear her head.
- You believe that? - Look, I'm just trying to give her her space.
I know she keeps saying that, but she needs us more than anything right now.
So if you find her, stay with her, no matter how loud she gets.
And if you do hear from her, call me...
however bad it is.
What did you find out about the gun?
Lonnie was right.
It matches a homicide happened in Kansas City three months ago.
That still doesn't mean Luke knew about the gun.
Then why is he asking you to hide it?
He wouldn't be stupid enough to carry a hot gun.
It was used to kill an elderly woman buying orange juice at a convenience store.
- They have a suspect? - Yeah. This guy, Glen Barry, 23.
He's got a sketchy arrest record, mostly misdemeanors.
This is his first alleged felony.
They had an eyewitness but no gun, so he walked.
You contact the Kansas City P. D?
- Not yet. - Good. Don't.
Not till I talk to Luke.
Shit, man.
Exquisita.
Hey, Butchy, I struck a deal. They're on their way in.
What the hell's he doing here? I thought we were clear on where we stood yesterday.
- It's not just about the two of us anymore, Luke. - You got money. Make it go away.
You don't give a shit about what happens to him, do you?
You might wanna rein in your pit bull, Butchy.
You don't wanna get yourself in trouble with the ol'ball and chain.
- Shut up, you sick son of a bitch. - The hell's he talking about?
All right. Take a seat.
I talked to Lonnie. He told me everything.
Lonnie'd lie to his mother to save his own ass.
Not this time. I checked out the story myself.
- We really gonna do this here? - Yeah, we really are.
What the hell you doing? You're screwing everything up, Butchy.
A.T.F. gets the Oklahoma Republic, and I get to walk, free and clear.
No more bullshit. The gun... is it true?
Yeah, it's true. Lonnie's a goddamn liar.
We've been friends a long time.
But I swear to God, lie to me one more time! Go ahead!
Okay. Okay.
- It's not 20 years ago, Luke. - Come here. Come here.
Her name is Fanny Hagston. These two bullet holes came from the gun you gave your friend.
I need the name of the seller.
I can't do that, Butchy. I tell you, I don't get my deal.
If I don't get that name, you go down for the whole thing.
Bullshit. A.T.F. doesn't give a shit about the gun.
Kansas City P.D. does.
You have previous knowledge of the gun with intent to sell.
D.A.'s gonna throw all kinds of shit at you.
- What's going on in there? - You got nothing on me.
- I got the gun. - And a witness.
Butch, hear what I'm telling you.
That gun goes away, I get to walk up out of here. I'm free.
Open this now!
I guess it was only a matter of time before you and I'd part ways.
Or when one screwed the other over, the same way we did Billy.
- That was different. - Yeah, you're right. That was two against one.
- Hi. Congratulations. - Thank you.
You look absolutely stunning.
I want you to have this.
No.
No. No.
No, no, no, no. Please.
I came a long way to give this to you.
- It's a gift. - That's nice.
¿ Como se Ilama?
Esperanza.
- You still can't find it? - No, man. I looked everywhere.
How did it go with Luke?
Ah, he's being escorted to Kansas City as we speak.
Tried to make a deal, but turns out the gun he palmed on me...
- wasn't the only gun he sold. - So there's more than one?
They picked up the collector, Clyde Munson, in Omaha.
Had six guns in his possession.
Did he ever say why?
Opportunity.
Guess Billy was always right about him.
Luke's a sick son of a bitch.
Billy's that kid that you, um...
Yeah. Yeah, the accident in college.
He died six months ago.
- Never even got to know Kendra. - I'm sorry.
- "Sorry" is what I should've said to Billy before he died. - I'm sure he knew.
Not about what really happened.
Night of the accident, Luke and I had an inventory we just picked up in Juárez.
We picked up Billy, went to party.
I was going way too fast.
When we crashed...
Luke and I knew we couldn't get caught with the guns in the trunk.
We had to make sure those guns were gone.
Seven minutes we left Billy alone.
Laid up unconscious in that car before we called the ambulance.
Well, it's probably better he didn't know.
Yeah. Probably.
Headin' home. Long day.
Thanks for having my back, partner.
Yeah, man. I can't always hold being a Longhorn against you.
Let me know if you hear from Grace.
Okay.
Nothing for 36 hours, 18 minutes...
- and I don't know how many seconds. - And you're not worried?
After Mary Frances died, she was M. I.A. for over 72 hours.
Yes, yes. I'm worried sick, okay?
- Put out a BOLO, something. - Okay, sure.
- Put a BOLO out. I'm gonna continue praying. - I think I'm done praying.
I think I'm ready to go find her.
I prayed to her so-called angel, and I got nothing.
Yeah, so did I. Ham!
Wait!
Hey. Where'd you find this?
It was right there under the left corner of your computer.
I searched Louie's and looked around this desk a half a dozen times looking for this thing...
and now it's here?
Rhetta, what? You okay?
- Oh! - Rhetta, what?
Rhetta.
I think Grace is gonna be okay.
#When the night #
# Has come #
# And the land is dark #
# And the moon #
# Is the only light we'll see #
# No, I won't #
# Be afraid #
# No, I won't #
# Be afraid #
# Just as long #
# As you stand #
# Stand by me #
# And, darlin', darlin'#
# Stand #
# By me #
# Oh, now, now #
# Stand by me #
# If the sky #
# That we look upon #
# Should tumble and fall #
# And the mountains #
# Should crumble #
# To the sea #
# I won't cry #
# No, I won't #
# Shed a tear##
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