(CARAPPROACHING)
VERONICA: So, where's your place?
LUCAS: About a mile through the woods.
This is rustic.
Some backyard you got here.
- Yeah, I like the quiet. - (BOTTLE POPS)
Ugh. I fucking hate it.
What, too many voices in your head?
You have no idea.
You should talk to someone about that.
Oh, why the hell do you think I gave you a ride?
Well, you're just so honest.
I'm honest. You're silent.
We both got ourthings.
So, um, what's your real damage?
I mean, you're obviously punishing yourself forsomething.
Hey, we've all got shit we wish we hadn't done, right?
And what shit do you wish you hadn't done?
Oh, we definitely haven't drank enough forall that.
So is this the part where you tell me to just forgive myself and move on?
- Well, I don't know what you did. - (SIGHS)
Maybe it's not forgivable.
Did you forgive yourself?
No.
But I don't punish myself either.
I mean, I figure the world's gonna do that to me one way or another anyway.
You want to talk about Rebecca Bowman?
- I'm not judging... - Don't.
- Sooneror later... - I said don't.
(SIGHS) What do you want?
I'm just trying to figure out if I'm gonna keep running into you on this.
And we both know I can't stop you from poking around,
but it would make my life easier if you could just keep me in the loop.
Of course.
Thanks forthe ride.
(THUNDER RUMBLING)
(ENGINE STARTS)
Don't be a stranger.
Listen, I've had a really bad few days.
I thought we had a deal.
Rebecca was off-limits to you.
You knew I was living here?
I thought you were keeping hersafe.
That wasn't my responsibility.
Fucking her was?
I should kill you right now.
Well, get the fuck on with it.
You find whoever did this to her.
FBI has it covered.
FBI is gonna arrest him, most likely kill him.
You bring him to me.
And you'll need to find another place to live.
(CLICKING)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
Let's go.
Ms. Bowman, I really think we should wait...
Take out the goddamn box.
Felix...
Where's my money?
- Ms. Bowman... - Where the fuck is my money?
Youruncle.
He came and took it.
What?
That's my box. You can't just...
There are rules.
Rebecca, put that gun away.
Put that gun away.
It's okay, Felix.
- Just give us two minutes. - FELIX: Yes.
Have you lost your mind?
You took my money?
Skimming cash from my strip club, and locking it in a box doesn't make it yours.
You may not have paid me that money,
but I earned it.
Every fucking penny.
If you want to point that at me, you had better be ready to shoot it.
Shoot it!
(CLATTERS)
We'll talk about this later.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Watts, come on, man. This is bullshit.
You shut the fuck up and do as you're told.
(SIGHS)
Beautiful morning, isn't it?
Reminds me of how blessed I am to be a free man.
You said you had something you wanted to show me.
That I do.
Right this way, gentlemen.
My son-in-law's epic fuckup
may have given you the unfortunate and grossly inaccurate idea
that the Brotherhood might not be able to deliverthe muscle you need.
But I'm here now, and I wanted to show you firsthand,
I'll be running a much tightership.
Pony Joe here was in charge the night yourfactory got torched.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(KEYS JANGLE)
- Watts... - Do it.
Now.
JOE: Come on.
You know it wasn't my fault!
Hey!
Calvin!
(JOE BREATHING HEAVILY)
Hey, don't you do this.
(DOOR BANGS)
Don't do this!
Come on!
Calvin! Calvin!
(ENGINE STARTS)
Don't do this! Calvin!
WATTS: Let's go, Calvin.
- Hit it, boy! - Don't do this.
(CALVIN SCREAMING)
(CONTINUES SCREAMING)
I will have zero tolerance forfuckups.
- What about the production delays? - Already started outfitting...
I need three tons in eight days.
That kind of volume usually means beaners.
Attract a lot of unfriendly attention on both sides of the borders.
(CHUCKLING) You got one hell of a pair of balls on you, I'll give you that.
Banshee will become the distribution hub forthe entire East Coast pipeline.
As long as I can count on you, the Brotherhood will be well compensated.
Employed is fine and good,
but you're talking about the cartels now.
And forthat kind of risk,
I don't want to be compensated.
I want a piece.
Mr. Watts,
you make this delivery on time,
I'm sure you and I will come to an agreement about your piece.
Glad to hear it.
You hearthat, bow tie?
You and me is gonna be buddies.
(PATS)
Well...
That went better than expected.
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
We just killed one of ourown forthat fucking Dutchie.
Yeah, well, it was him oryou.
Don't think I didn't consider it.
Go clean this shit up.
(BANGS DOOR)
(RATTLING)
(SIGHS)
Congratulations, Job.
(BREATH TREMBLING)
Twenty-eight hours.
That's a new record.
Now, yourover-underwith the guards wasn't too good,
but I neverdoubted you.
Why?
Why ain't you just killed me yet?
I could do that.
I could.
But honestly,
I'd miss these little sessions of ours.
I'll see you tomorrow.
(GRUNTS)
(CHOKING)
(GROANING)
(GASPING)
That's one way to get down.
Well played, Job.
(DOOR SLAMS)
(GASPS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(PANTING)
(DOOR OPENS)
CARRIE: Hey.
- You okay? - I'm fine.
(CLEARS THROAT)
More nightmares?
- Lf you everwant to talk about it... - No.
Okay.
You can still make yourself useful.
What the fuck is this?
That is a list of yourchores forthe day.
No free lunches.
This is bullshit. I'm convalescing.
I'm going into town, I'll see you later.
I do not do windows!
(MUSIC PLAYING)
So they let you out.
Yeah, you sound surprised.
(SCOFFS)
No.
Nothing surprises me anymore when it comes to you.
But forwhat it's worth,
I was pretty sure you didn't kill the girl.
Thanks very much.
I mean, come on.
How well do you ever know a man?
How's Job?
Why don't you pay him a visit and find out for yourself?
I will.
You smell like an ashtray.
Yeah, I had a fire.
Proctor.
Yeah, he was pretty angry about your relations with his niece.
That still doesn't make me a murderer.
Doesn't make him one either,
in this particularcase.
You mind if I go next door, take a shower?
No. You have to use mine.
Your place belongs to the termites.
Exterminators say we got to burn the place down
else they'll be over here.
That's probably forthe best, huh?
You got a place to stay?
You should go.
This is a bad idea.
LUCAS: You think we are who we are?
Oryou think we can change?
What, you mean people like you?
DR. HUBBARD: Tell me about yourfather.
Seriously?
I know it's a cliché,
but I think in this case we can both agree yourfatherwas influential.
What's there to tell?
My fatherwas a monster that got what he deserved.
Do you really believe that?
I had a dream about him the other night.
We were at Coney Island at the Boardwalk.
He used to take me there every Sunday in the summertime when I was a little girl.
Afterthe rides, we would have popcorn and saltwatertaffy.
And we would sit on the same bench and he would tell me stories about my mother.
Then we'd take ourshoes off and put ourfeet in the surf.
And what happened in the dream?
Nothing.
I mean, I don't know.
We were just there.
You miss him.
How fucked up is that?
(CARAPPROACHING)
(CAR DOOR OPENS)
(DOOR CLOSES)
Well, look who got out of jail,
again.
So how you doing?
You look better.
Yeah, I'm a real fashion plate.
How about you?
What about me?
I hearyou went native while I was away.
(SIGHS) Yeah. That's one way of putting it.
You got anotherway?
Listen, Job, I tried to find you.
We all did.
After Dalton was dead...
You mean afteryou killed him.
I thought you were dead.
I believed it.
And then something, uh...
Something inside me, it just, uh...
I gave up.
And I'm sorry.
Well, it could have been worse.
Could have been 15 years.
You never put that shit on me.
- Rabbit fucked us. - Yes, he did.
On my watch.
Baby, all our bullshit...
That's all in the past.
You and me,
we ain't evergetting that time back.
So...
What you really need to worry about is what's happening in the here and now.
What do you mean?
(SIGHS)
Our little friend is building a fortress, and she is armed to the teeth.
For what?
Seems she feels the only way to honor her dead husband
is to finish his war on Proctor herself.
Mr. Watts has made provisions to keep all five facilities running around the clock.
I'll need you to keep an eye on things.
I don't trust him.
If I don't deliver on my promise to the Colombians,
Watts is gonna be the least of our problems.
Stop the car. Stop the car.
(CROWD TALKING INDISTINCTLY)
WOMAN: Excuse me, Mr. Mayor? MAN 1: Mr. Mayor, is it true that your office
is withholding Rebecca Bowman's body?
MAN 2: Do you have any comment... MAN 3: Sir, what do you expect...
- (CAMERA SHUTTERS CLICKING) - What the hell are you doing, Miriam?
We want her back, Kai. You can't keep her like this.
- I'm not keeping her. - You can fix it.
Rebecca wasn't the only girl who was killed.
She's the only one we need to bury.
It's not right keeping her body like this. It's disrespectful.
I'm gonna give you two minutes to get these men out of here.
We will not leave without Rebecca.
You lost all right to Rebecca when you shunned her!
If you don't leave right now,
I'm gonna have you dragged away, and put into jail.
We are not scared of you anymore, Kai. There's nothing else you can do to us.
I wouldn't be so sure about that.
- Mr. Mayor? - Mr. Mayor?
- Mayor Proctor... - Mayor Proctor...
(SPEAKING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)
Go home!
All of you!
Get out, now...
Oryou will all go to jail!
Go away!
- Sir, sir. - (CROWD MURMURING)
We should go inside.
(CAMERA SHUTTERS CONTINUE CLICKING)
I want these steps cleared right now. You understand?
- They have a permit. - I don't give a shit.
LUCAS: Hey.
- Jesus Christ, Hood. - Afternoon, Sheriff.
(SIGHS)
You have any idea how many laws you just broke?
You gonna arrest me again?
If you came looking foran apology, you're not gonna get one.
No, I would have done the same thing.
You would have shot me.
(CHUCKLES) Yeah, maybe.
- What do you want? - Heard there was anothergirl.
Yeah, 20-year-old college student.
Any leads?
Otherthan a six-year-old witness who can barely speak English, no.
Nothing.
You're not gonna stay out of this, are you?
You know, I got to ask,
you really didn't know she was pregnant?
No.
Must have been quite a shock.
I'm sorry, Hood.
(DOOR CLOSES)
(KNOCKING)
- Ms. Francis? - Yes.
I'm Sheriff Brock Lotus from the BSD.
We spoke afteryoursister was found.
Yeah, I remember.
I already answered all your questions. The FBI, too.
No, I know. I... We appreciate it.
These are, um, Jill's personal belongings.
I just wanted to return them to you.
Look, I can only imagine how hard this must be foryou.
This guy killed three women, and he was still out there free
walking around to kill Jill?
I mean, you're the Sheriff.
It was your job to protect her.
I know.
(MUSIC BLARING)
(CELL PHONE BUZZING)
Howdy, Kurt.
- You're out. - They let me go.
And it got me thinking.
Everybody deserves a second chance.
Come back to the family, Kurt. We need you.
Now more than ever.
Calvin, he talks a big game,
but he ain't made of the same steel you and I are.
You want me to rejoin the Brotherhood?
With your knowledge of BSD procedure, you'd be more valuable than before.
Come on.
What do you say?
Randall...
I don't know how you got out.
But you made a mistake coming back here.
How's that?
Because now that I know that you're out,
I'm gonna dedicate myself to putting you back in.
Yeah.
I didn't expect you to bite right away.
I mean, hell, you got to be you, right?
Well, look, tonight I'm gonna party.
Celebrate my emancipation.
Tomorrow I'm gonna get to work.
If you haven't accepted my offer by then, you're gonna be the first order of business.
(CAR ENGINE STARTS)
(PHONE RINGING)
WOMAN: Sheriff's office.
I know, I'm sorry...
Helen, call everybody and tell them I'm holding a press conference in one hour.
- What are you gonna do? - What I should have done a while ago.
(HOOVES CLATTERING)
(HUFFING)
(MOTOR STARTS)
(NEIGHING)
What is the meaning of this?
You won't be selling your produce in Banshee anymore.
You won't be selling your produce anywhere.
(ALL GASP)
MAN: Oh...
Kai!
(SPEAKING IN OTHER LANGUAGE)
Why, Kai?! Why?!
(CRYING)
These are sad and dangerous times forthe town of Banshee.
Four young women have been brutally and senselessly murdered
by a twisted coward
who preys on those smaller and weaker than himself.
You Tocho?
Can I draw, too?
BROCK: My entire department along with the FBI
have been working around the clock to identify and apprehend this killer.
But obviously we haven't yet.
And forthat, I take full responsibility.
LUCAS: You know, I used to be a policeman.
And even though I don't do it anymore,
sometimes I still help them chase the bad guys away.
I would like to make a pledge, a promise, that I will not stop
until Jill Francis, Meredlth Coble, Amanda Crowley
and Rebecca Bowman receive the justice they so desperately deserve.
LUCAS: Is that the man you saw the other night, in the woods?
See these things you drew on his head?
Was he wearing a hat?
Are they horns?
BROCK: And now, I would like to talk directly to you,
you sad, pathetic coward.
I don't know what you have convinced yourselfthat you are,
but you will never be anything more than a sad llttle freak.
I am gonna find you. I am.
And I'm gonna take you down,
and I'm gonna make sure that you never hurt anyone else ever again.
(ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING)
- You drinking? - VERONICA: Whiskey, rocks.
I've heard good things about this place.
But where's the real action?
I don't know what the hell you're talking about.
VERONICA: I think you do.
Go home, little girl.
Not until I find what I'm looking for.
Thank you forthe tip.
(WOMAN CHEERING)
(LAUGHTER ECHOING)
(WHIP CRACKS)
(MAN GROANING)
- (WOMAN GASPING) - (SIZZLING)
VERONICA: That's just nasty.
What the fuck?
You shouldn't be here.
Yeah? Well, bad choices are sort of my thing.
But you must know something about that.
I don't know who you are,
but the rules here are very simple.
No one walks out the same way they walk in.
Yeah, I'm gonna pass on that.
See, I'm pretty kinky, but you guys, you're fucked up.
(GRUNTING)
No!
(GRUNTS)
(BOTH PANTING)
You come here, too?
- How'd you know I was here? - I didn't.
The Kinaho kid drew this.
This is the only place in town where the freaks have horns.
How'd you get here?
Our murders are consistent with other ritualistic murders
in the FBI database.
Pointed to Satanism.
Hey, shitneck, where'd you get yourwork done?
Where did you get yourwork done?
Get fucked.
(GROANS)
- Wrong answer. - (GROANING)
Okay! Okay!
Guy named Quick. Dr. Quick.
- He's a surgeon? - Yeah. No, he used to be.
Where do we find him?
Works out of the back of a dry cleaner over on Swanson.
You kids need to find a new hobby.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
(SNIFFS)
(GASPS)
It's you.
Hey, Gail.
You seem nervous.
GAIL: No, ljust...
I just didn't expect you to be here.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to startle you.
I've been watching you, Gail.
You're quiet,
less flashy than some of the other acolytes.
But your commitment is very pure.
Lfind that exciting.
Thank you.
We're a lot alike, Gail.
You're a true believer, aren't you?
I am. I am.
That's good, because I have chosen you
fora very special honor.
Will you serve him with me?
I will. I will.
(GAIL MOANS)
Thanks. Thank you.
(FOOTSTEPS)
JOB: Is there a problem, Deputy?
Just answering your prowler call.
We didn't call no police.
- Must have been your neighbors. - Must have been.
'Course, we ain't got none of those.
No. No, you don't.
Why'd you leave yourcar all the way at the end of the road?
It's a long walk to this here gate.
Do you live here?
Just visiting.
It's a lot of surveillance equipment.
Well, you knowwhat they say,
just 'cause you're paranoid don't mean they ain't all out to get you.
Words to live by.
JOB: Mmm-hmm.
Have a safe night.
I'll do my best.
(BUZZING)
(GASPS)
(EXHALES)
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
I just want to say a few things real quick.
I gotta thank you all forthis celebration.
It's great to see all of you.
- (CHEERING) - (MUSIC STOPS)
Now, I look around and I see, man,
a lot of changes since I went in. A lot of changes.
But after eight years in a cage,
there's one thing that hasn't changed at all.
That's my commitment to all of you.
CROWD: Yeah!
Like it or not, you degenerates are my family.
(CROWD LAUGHING)
- Family sticks together. - CROWD: Yeah!
WATTS: No matterwhat.
And on a personal note,
I've done my time.
Paid my dues.
And I'm tired of living in the gutter in the name of the cause.
We sacrifice a lot forour beliefs.
But we's also allowed to enjoy some of the spoils of war.
ALL: Yeah!
So I have laid plans.
Plans that will put some of those spoils into our own pockets.
(CHEERING)
And with that money comes security.
And with that, power.
- Tonight we drink. - ALL: Yeah!
- Tonight we fuck. - ALL: Yeah!
And tomorrow,
the new Aryan revolution begins.
ALL: Yeah!
(MUSIC RESUMES)
What the fuck was that?
That was a new beginning, Calvin.
Money? That's yourfucking pitch?
Money? Since when has the Brotherhood been about money?
Grow the fuck up, Calvin. I take care of my own.
Ideas don't pay the rent. We can't all put on ties
and suck dick forsome shit ass conglomerate.
You're selling out the Brotherhood.
Everything that we worked for, everything you went to fucking jail for.
I went to jail for my brothers, for my family, foryou, you ungrateful shit.
And I come out and I see you shitting all overthe deals I made,
looking at me like I'm in yourfucking way.
Now, Maggie, she married the wrong brother.
Kurt might be confused, but at least he got balls.
Okay.
Let's fucking party!
(CHEERING)
BROCK: Bunker. Really?
What are you doing?
You know you have a GPS trackeron yourcruiser.
- (SIGHS) - What the hell are you doing?
Brock, leave me alone. That's Randall Watts, the top dog.
He just got out of jail. One shot in his head and this is over...
One shot and you're gonna have the entire Brotherhood up here.
Get up. God damn it, Bunker. Be smart.
We've gotta be smarter than them.
We cannot beat them at their game. We gotta beat them at ours.
You're in uniform using one of our vehicles. What the hell are you thinking?
- I'm sorry. - No, fuck sorry.
This town's going off the rails.
We got a serial killer on the prowl, we got a mayorwho's a gangster,
and you want to start a warwith the neo-Nazis.
Look at me.
I don't have much in my life that I care about anymore, Bunker.
Just Banshee. That's it.
And I'll be damned if I'm gonna give up this town without a fight.
Now you gotta decide right now
whetheryou want to fight with me the right way
oryou're just gonna be another headache I gotta handle.
Okay.
- Okay? - Okay.
Let's get the hell out of here.
That was a... (CLEARS THROAT)
Good speech.
Ugh.
Damn.
I took a couple shots back there.
But you gave some, too.
Hey, don't worry.
I already checked underthe bed.
You should get some rest.
I should. (SIGHS)
But I can't drink all this scotch by myself.
Yeah, I think we both know that's not true.
Try and tell me you don't need a drink
afterthat madness we just witnessed back there.
- Yeah, you have a point. - (CHUCKLES)
Jeez.
(GROANS)
So, we gonna track down that surgeon?
Well, I'm not a cop anymore.
Even when I was,
I wasn't much of a team player.
Yeah, me neither.
But we're both out there looking forthe same guy.
Might as well have each other's backs.
I know you can go it alone.
Me, too. That's why they sent me.
But this guy is
a different kind of bad news.
And this is your town. You know the lay of the land.
And I could really use the backup.
(SIGHS)
Okay.
Maggie.
Oh, I've been trying to reach you. They let my dad out.
I know. He came to see me earlier.
You've gotta do something, okay? You can't wait any longer.
I'm working on it, Maggie,
but this is a lot biggerthan just yourfather and Calvin.
You're talking about the drugs.
How do you know about that?
I found these on Calvin's desk.
Jesus Christ, Maggie, if he caught you...
I'm just trying to give you what you need, okay?
This is some kind of a production schedule.
There's some big delivery coming up, I think.
This was on Calvin's desk?
Yeah, why?
These are very large quantities.
This isn't just local drug dealing.
This is...
These numbers...
(SIGHS)
I swearto you, this is almost over.
But I need you to go home and pretend like everything's okay.
Kurt, I can't do this much longer, okay?
I'm scared all the time.
I know. I will get you out of there.
I promise.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
So, did you make me one?
I want you out of here.
This is my house and you are not welcome.
(SNICKERS)
That's cute, Calvin,
but it's a little late to grow a pair.
How about you just shut the fuck up and pour me a drink?
(SIGHS)
(SNICKERS)
Fuck it. I'll do it myself.
(GRUNTS)
(BREATHES DEEPLY)
(BUZZING)
(SQUELCHING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)