Translation and subtitles by PEPPER & LALASPAIN *** SONG LIVES FOR EVER ***
We're here.
- Ready? One, two, three. - One, two, three.
What's wrong?
Nothing.
It's just...
You've always been the one with the vision.
That's fine.
I'd just like to know what's going on
from time to time.
Be in the loop, you know.
You hungry?
You want some of this taco?
Are you gonna talk to me,
or are you gonna cause yourself a palpitation over there?
I heard the old man's getting out.
What?
When?
Could be tomorrow,
could be the day after that.
Might be that he's already out.
I didn't think they just let pedophiles out like that.
You'd think they'd keep them locked up as long as they could.
You think he'll come around here?
It's been in every ear we've got all his money.
He might not have anywhere else to go.
What about our clients?
He wasn't supposed to get out for another two years.
You said we'd be in Fairbanks before that.
I know.
Vincent,
we're still going to Alaska.
That hasn't changed.
Only now,
we're going to do some things...
A little sooner?
Mmm.
That's why we moved Lloyd's loot.
And we're selling the other half.
See? Now you're in the loop.
You think you can get rid of them?
I'm going to meet someone tomorrow
who makes it his business to move all sorts of things.
Come on, let's finish up with Mrs. Olarian
and get out of here.
Making donations, I guess we...
Transfer the word of her cause, you know, spread the good word.
Hubba, hubba.
1916 Mercury Head dime.
What do you want me to do, make an offer?
One dollar.
Hmm. Worth thousands.
Mint condition. Easily 10 grand.
But these aren't mint condition.
But they're something, and I've got a few of 'em.
Well, I know a lady out in Encino Wells
be interested in this sort of thing.
Might be willing to go as high as...
I don't know. $2,200?
Deal.
Let's call it an even $2,000.
I've got a bunch more.
I can't see any reason why we both can't prosper.
I know you're a busy man, Art,
but I got one more thing before you go.
What the fuck, Jim?
He came through trying to pull scrap from the yard.
He killed Miwalk, my dog.
The boys caught him trying to hop the fence.
He was a good watchdog.
Good protector.
I was gonna see if you can get rid of him for me.
Me?
How?
Maybe use that furnace of yours?
I... I don't know, Jim. I mean...
I don't want to get mixed up...
But now you know about it.
You've seen him.
It's never a good idea to know about something and not be part of it.
Ah.
Well...
Maybe...
Maybe I could do something.
Yeah? I like that.
You get rid of something for me,
I get rid of something for you.
Give me your keys.
Put him in the mayor's trunk.
Make sure you lay down enough plastic.
Thank you.
Ooh! Lloyd Mickey!
Oh!
Dolores.
Let me look at you.
If the Lord had offered me a hundred...
The phones work?
The phones? Yes, they should.
I mean, not on account of anyone's been calling, but...
It's been about a month since someone's called.
Even then it was for the wrong number.
What's this?
Um, it's all your mail.
From the past year?
Normally, I go out and I get the mail when it comes in
in the afternoon and I set it on your desk.
I like to keep the wheels of progress turning
while you're gone.
Have you been coming in every day?
Mmm-hmm.
How have you been getting paid?
Well, I've just been keeping a record of
my hours and my back pay.
Can I get you a cup of coffee?
I need Arthur's number.
Arthur Herring? It should be right there in the Rolodex on your desk.
What do you need with Arthur Herring?
That man is too much.
Did you know that they made him the mayor?
A mayor?
Didn't you hear?
Arthur Herring is a mayor?
Well, will that be all?
Oh! I was just gonna let you know I'll be leaving now.
Hey, Arthur.
No, I'm at the restaurant.
Okay, I'll see you when you get here.
Was that your brother?
Connie. I didn't see you there.
You guys are close, huh?
Well, he's my brother.
- And you live together? - Yeah.
You guys are funny. You don't look anything alike.
I'm so glad someone finally came in to fix this.
Oh. I thought it just started acting up?
Well, yeah. But it's been backing up for weeks
and now it just doesn't work.
Well, I should have it fixed here in just a bit.
Connie, you have a four top.
Oh.
Well, gotta go.
Okay. See you, Connie.
Sure, cos I loved it. It was crazy. A 270 Chevy...
I didn't know you were here.
I just walked in, saw Ron here,
and we've been talking about taking the van in for a tune up.
It'll be a good idea. It's been idling high.
Bring it in anytime.
But I probably won't get a chance to look at it until next week.
- Next week works. - All right.
Do you wanna get something to eat here,
or you wanna go some place else?
Actually, I'm not too hungry right now.
I wanted to see if you could give me a hand
getting some things out of the Cadillac.
You give me a call next week,
and I'll take a look at that van for you.
Will do.
All right. Go get me a beer.
This isn't office supplies.
Who keeps calling?
No one.
Is this all part of the plan?
Must be some plan.
Come on, we got church tomorrow.
Oh! Oh!
Oh!
Fuck me!
In the Messiah,
crucified and risen,
we recognize the features
of the lamb sacrificed on Golgotha,
who implores forgiveness for his torturers,
and opens the gates of Heaven to repentant sinners.
We glimpse
the face of the immortal king,
who now has the keys
of death and Hades.
This is the word of the Lord.
Praise be to God.
Please be seated.
Hey, Lloyd! Didn't expect to see you today.
I bet you didn't!
What, the big man won't see me?
It's not like that, Lloyd.
He's been ducking my calls.
He can't duck me.
- Now... - Not in this town.
Now, let's keep our voices down.
No one's trying to duck you.
We didn't know you were out, Lloyd.
How could we?
We've just been busier than a couple of bees,
what with the funeral home and the restaurant.
Now that Arthur got appointed Mayor,
I don't know where we even find the time.
Well, you better make some time.
Lloyd, please. Last we heard, you were going in for three years.
- Don't you remember? - Yeah.
Yeah. Well, I'm out now.
I want my stuff back.
And if he won't see me, I'll see him.
You tell him.
If I have to suffer him,
he's gonna have to suffer me.
And I ain't one for suffering!
Okay, Lloyd. I'll let him know.
Good!
We'll be in touch.
And I would like to offer, from myself to you,
a funeral at no cost,
as a gift.
Thank you.
Would you excuse me? Thank you.
What the fuck was that?
I couldn't believe he just showed up.
What did he say?
Well, you know, that he's out.
He said that he's been trying to get in touch with you,
and that he wants his stuff back.
Of course he wants his stuff.
He called me a couple of times.
I haven't spoken with him.
Jeez, Arthur. It's no wonder he showed up.
He's probably gonna keep showing up.
He looked
desperate.
We need to go see Lloyd tomorrow.
Hello.
Connie.
I wasn't planning on it.
But I could be there later on.
Is there something wrong with the sink?
Oh.
Is this your idea?
Look, I can't really talk.
Okay, bye now.
So, how did that go?
It went fine.
Just fine?
It's the heart. No different.
Gave me some heart pills. Same as usual.
Give me a smoke.
Come in.
Holy shit, Lloyd.
Hey, Lloyd.
Come in, come in.
What happened here?
Vagrants, probably.
Are you sleeping in there?
There is shit on the bed.
Burned the old one.
What happened to the cushion?
They pissed on those, put a hole there,
in case of company.
Mick...
I need that gold, Arthur.
I need those coins.
I've been collecting them. That's my insurance.
Always has been.
I can't help but wonder,
what happened to my old friend?
What happened to my Mick?
I want that stuff, Arthur.
No two ways about it.
So I figure you're here
to give me my money.
Or you're here to kill me.
How could you say something like that?
Because it's a lot of money, Arthur.
I know how you two do business.
That upsets me.
Words like that make me think, "Well, maybe..."
I should hold on to it a little while longer."
Look...
I'll give you money if you need.
I mean, get some new curtains,
straighten out and what not, you know.
You weren't listening to me.
I just want what's coming to me.
Well, it sounds like you need to own up
to some of the things you've done.
We all do.
Oh, don't give me that.
Trying to come here and preach to me?
I'm the one who gave you the fucking idea
to start a church in the first place.
And I recall it had a lot more to do with tax exemptions
than religion.
You ain't here as a priest,
and you know it.
You're here as the guy who's holding my money.
And I probably wouldn't have
had I known I was helping you hide
that from the kid and his family in the civil suit.
It doesn't matter.
You'll get your 10%. That's what we agreed on.
But don't come at me like some pious entity.
You're a man just like me.
So, like I said, either give me my money,
so I can leave,
or kill me.
♪ Come in, close the door
♪ Rain doesn't matter
♪ Out there in the cold world
♪ There ain't nothing wrong
♪ With me loving you
What do you want?
Beer.
Anything will do.
♪ Whoa, it ain't crazy
♪ The words I'm saying Right now ♪
♪ And this man He ain't lazy ♪
Pervert.
♪ There ain't nothing wrong
♪ With me loving you
Sorry.
♪ When it's all I wanna do
♪ I wake up so early In the morning ♪
Another.
What's this?
He's a sharp shooter.
They have a pigeon shooting booth.
I won.
Maybe it'd do everybody good if they got rid of those old rifles
and used a pistol.
A .22 would be good.
A .22 ain't got no stopping power.
Yeah, but it'll make you pause long enough
for someone to get a couple more rounds in you.
That'll stop you for sure.
If it's a head shot,
at the right angle, there's no way someone could
pull ballistics if it's done just right.
You get a lot of those, do you,
down at the funeral home?
Not a whole lot.
Thank God.
But we've seen our share of interesting things.
You ever seen a man done in by one of those M107s?
Now that's a .50 cal.
I watched this Marine use it against a terrorist on the Internet.
Blew a hole in that guy the size of Jeffery's head.
- Jesus, Ron! - What? It's true.
I can't say that we've seen anything like that.
I'm gonna go find myself a more worthwhile conversation.
Get on it, will you.
Lloyd. Lloyd!
How are you getting home?
I'm gonna walk.
Just tell the boys I'll be a little late, all right?
Don't deal any hands without me.
Come on, Lloyd.
I don't need you getting in an accident so I'll lose my liquor license.
Come on, come on.
I should have never served you in the first place.
Come on, Lloyd.
Lloyd, you still on Cutter's Grove?
Are you still on Cutter's Grove?
Hey...
You wanna make $20
the easy way?
- What? - Ha!
Okay.
You wanna make $20
the hard way? Huh?
Fuck you!
You're a piece of shit.
I'll pay you.
Fuck you.
Just kill me.
I'll pay you.
I'll pay you to kill me.
I should get money.
You are fucked up, old man.
Just do it...
Yep, I'm still here. Just listening is all.
Seems like you got yourself a jar full of pickles down there, Frank.
I reckon I could send someone down.
It might be a little more unbiased.
Can put a clean eye on things for you.
Seems like that's what you all might be needing.
Okay, then, Frank.
All right, then.
Orlando?
Yeah, Chief?
You gunning for something new, ain't you?
Never been one for office work.
Those corns again?
Yeah, my dogs are barking.
My wife, she told me to rub 'em with lavender oil.
I've been doing that, but,
I can't go anywhere without smelling like a French whore.
Now, come on in.
I just got off the phone with Frank Kilgore.
He's a DA in Cardinal County.
They just had a murder down there.
First in 39 years or so.
An old man, killed execution style in his home.
Sounds like a jar full of pickles.
That's what I said.
I was thinking about sending you to help out.
See if can't figure out which way is up with the whole of it.
Sometimes,
simple stuff in towns like that
can complicate all of a sudden.
So, how about we see if you can wrap this thing up in a few days' time?
I'll lend you my bass hunter.
You can do yourselves some fishing.
Well, I will take you up on your bet.
And I will see you day after next.
Shoot.
Better bring your lucky hat.
Only thing that gives me my balance.
Is Jim in?
Sorry, sir. You're not supposed to be here.
Hey, there. I'm Agent Hudson.
With the SIB.
Is this the residence of a Lloyd Mickey?
Yeah.
Then I'm exactly supposed to be here.
It's a crime scene inside.
What am I walking into?
Well, sir, the victim's a 70-year-old male.
No next of kin. Um...
There was a vehicle seen leaving a few nights ago,
and it matches the description of a vehicle owned by
Greg Broomfield.
We're gonna see if we can make any connection there.
Well, it looks like the place has been ransacked.
Yes, we don't know if that happened
before or after the murder.
It appears that anything that could have been pulled and sold
was, well, pulled and sold.
After.
Excuse me?
Did you guys pull the body?
Yes, sir.
Well, did it happen after he was killed,
while the body was still he...
Did you step in this?
Because there is a partial footprint
at the top of the pool.
And even if it was left there by one of the officers investigating,
I can't imagine they would contaminate
an already contaminated crime scene any further
by sprinkling any of the plaster from the dry wall
into the pool of blood.
Come here.
Sir, I just didn't realize...
Fuck!
Really?
I'm... I'm sorry.
I'm gonna go to the car.
Is there anything I can do, sir?
We witness the male shark mate or give birth.
Some would even go so far as to say
the whale shark is a vessel to help
the secrets of the deepest, darkest places of our world
stay secret.
Although it is the world's largest fish,
growing up to 40 feet, and weighing up to...
I suppose I'd look pretty foolish diving across the floor for that, huh?
Yeah, I suppose you would.
But that doesn't have to do
with anything we have going on.
I got delayed.
Been here long?
Is that it?
There's ten in each box.
Individually wrapped.
I don't have to count these?
You can. There's 20, no matter who counts it.
Julie Dewyn will be waiting for you at Encino Wells.
Forty thousand.
Jim, is that blood?
Arthur, there's blood on all money.
- You know what I mean. - Then don't take it.
Hello? Oh.
Hello. Is Captain Riley here?
And you are?
I'm Agent Hudson, with the SIB.
New Mexico State Investigations Bureau.
Up in Albuquerque.
Captain Riley, SIB's here.
Thank you, Jeane-Anne.
Can I help you with something, boy?
Well, actually, I'm here to help you.
Boy.
Inside.
So you're the cavalry.
That's some kind of hat.
I'm some kind of cop.
You gonna come down here
and kick up a bunch of dust, see where it all settles?
Just hoping to solve a murder
and head back from whence I came.
Oh.
Is that all?
Spoke with one of your officers at the crime scene.
You've already been on my crime scene?
Stopped by there on my way in.
Hope you don't mind.
And if I do?
I insult you in some way I'm unaware of?
You being here insults me.
I'm here, because you aren't doing your job.
I just left a crime scene where one of your officers
was literally lying in a pool of blood.
Now, I'm not sure how you do things around here,
but I'm starting to get the idea.
And the likelihood of finding any usable evidence
is faint at best.
You're a piece of shit, ain't you?
At least I honor the badge.
Come on. I wanna show you something.
What's going on here?
Didn't you hear?
What?
Someone murdered Lloyd Mickey.
What?
- Lloyd? - Yes.
I never thought that we'd have a murder here.
How?
Jeanne-Marie thinks that it has something to do with the Irish mafia.
That doesn't make any sense.
What do you mean?
Why would the Irish mob come to Cardinal County to kill Lloyd?
Well, you think it was someone from Cardinal who killed him?
That's not at all what I'm saying.
It's just that Irish mafia killing Lloyd Mickey
seems like a far stretch.
You know it is, right?
Yeah.
So, why are we here?
What do you see?
What do you mean?
What do you see?
Houses, yards, trees.
A community.
All right.
You don't see a lot of these around anymore.
What are you saying?
What I'm saying is, take it all in.
This is all gonna change.
Once people start thinking one of their own is a murderer,
all these front doors that are open are gonna close.
Blinds will be drawn.
No more of that apple pie in the air.
End of Mayberry.
You can joke about it,
but the people here like this place.
They like being from here.
It's a good place with decent people.
It was bad enough when the scandal broke out
when Lloyd Mickey got arrested.
When he admitted to being with that boy.
How old was he, the kid?
Fourteen.
Lloyd said it was a relationship.
Tried to justify it.
The things I had to do to keep from drawing blood then.
This town don't have child molesters and murderers.
People here never had to worry about that kind of thing.
Well, they don't have to worry no more.
We had a child molester.
He got killed.
Now we don't have a child molester.
So that's the way you see it?
I reckon that's how all the town folks see it, so yeah.
Yeah, that's how I see it.
Did you kill Lloyd Mickey?
Fuck you.
Are you gonna get in the way of me investigating this thing?
Nah.
Can't say I'm gonna be of much help to you neither.
I can work with that.
I like how you're handy.
I didn't mean it like that.
How you fix things around here.
Not like in my house. Ugh!
Ron doesn't do anything.
Everything is broken and falling apart,
just like him.
I can't even stand to be there most of the time.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Are you?
I can't believe we've known each other all these years
and yet we haven't known each other at all.
Yeah.
We should go away somewhere, you and me.
Where do you wanna go?
Ah! I don't know.
I've always wanted to go to Greece.
Oh, and Egypt.
Egypt?
- Have you been? - Mmm. No.
I noticed that Alaska key chain that you have.
What was that like?
I don't know. Never been.
Oh. So, why do you have it?
I always wanted to go, ever since I was a kid.
Arthur and I have been talking about going for a while,
but how busy we've been with the funeral home
and with him being mayor.
I don't know when we'll get the chance.
Mmm. Well, why don't you just go by yourself?
Without Arthur?
Nah, I couldn't.
Why not?
Be your own man.
I see you two together all the time,
but you're the one who's doing everything.
Like, you're here now.
You practically run the place.
You're not some errand boy.
I'm not an errand boy.
I know.
I wouldn't like you so much if you were.
Hey, Arthur.
Everything okay?
I'm fine. Have you seen Vincent?
I saw him earlier.
Oh, your brother's in the back.
He's working on the freezer.
I like fancy, colorful earrings.
- Oh. - Oh, hey, Arthur.
I'm gonna go, um...
I'm gonna finish up outside. Hi, Arthur.
Hey, there, Connie.
I'm glad you're here. I got news.
Uh... Lloyd's dead.
Police found him this morning.
How did it happen?
He was shot in the head.
They don't know if he did it, or if it was someone else.
The place looked ransacked, like maybe it was robbed.
But that could have been after.
I tried to call you, but you went to voicemail.
Arthur, this is a good thing.
We're in the clear.
Alaska, right?
He was the only thing in the way.
Let's take this outside. Come on.
Why do we have to wait? There's nothing keeping us here.
You really need to think about what you say sometimes.
If we left right now, we would look guilty of something.
And please, keep your voice down.
What, are you afraid what people will think?
Vincent, we were just over there.
Of course, I'm afraid about what people will think.
Nobody knows we were over there.
Nobody knows about Lloyd's money. How could they?
Arthur, if you're serious about this,
we should go and make whatever deal we can for, you know, the stuff.
I am serious about this.
I unloaded some of the coins today.
- To who? - You don't wanna know that.
I'll take care of it, like I always do.
No, you've always been the one with the vision,
and I'm just supposed to stay blind? Is that it?
Vincent, I have it under control.
Please, you just have to trust me.
Just like Lloyd was supposed to trust you?
He ended up dead.
And he never got his money, did he?
You want me to get you something?
You Greg, right?
Yeah.
Well, Greg, I'll take an Arnold Palmer.
A what?
We don't got those here.
How about I just get an iced tea with some lemonade in it?
You got a problem, mister?
No problem. No, no.
Not me.
Looks like you got yourself a boyfriend, Greg.
You don't look like you're from around here, so you should probably know.
They already found one dead faggot in town today.
It'll be a real shame if they found another.
- Who, me? - Yeah, you.
Well, I certainly didn't come here for any trouble.
How much I owe you?
This good?
Keep the change, Greg.
What you got there, Greg?
How'd you get...
And what's this you said about a dead faggot?
You move, and I will drop you and sleep just fine about it tonight.
Now, you gonna tell me what you know,
and I don't want you to skip any details.
What's going on?
I'm gonna call the Captain.
Good.
Hello.
I told you, you're not supposed to be using the phone.
Yeah, it's me.
Orlando, you got a woman with you?
Yeah.
How's it going down there?
Well, that's why I was calling you.
I brought someone in, threw a jar of gold teeth at me.
Well, that's peculiar.
Don't think I've come across one like that.
Are you listening to me?
I called Captain Riley and I left him a message.
Hold on, sir.
What's your name? Jeane-Anne?
Yeah.
Officer Jeane-Anne, I do not discriminate.
So, if I should get up,
I'm going to hit you, like I would any other officer.
It will be very hard, and it will hurt.
A lot.
And then, I'm gonna sit back down here
and finish with this phone call.
So, what do you say?
Uh...
I'm gonna go check on the prisoner.
Thank you, Jeane-Anne.
Sorry about that.
What was that about?
Well, the local station ain't all that accommodating.
Oh. I figured that might be the case.
Are you poking a beehive down there?
Absolutely.
Well, just don't get stung too much.
Come on, Maitlyn, you can do it.
I gotta put my shoes back on.
Just do what you gotta do, then come on back home.
Okay.
Isn't Ron gonna ask you where you've been?
He might.
What would you say?
It's none of his business.
Why, you worried?
No.
What would you say if you were gonna be away longer than a night?
Like how long?
Mmm...
As long as it takes to go to Alaska.
Oh, Vincent.
You don't have to start saying things that you don't mean.
We just fucked, that's all.
Sorry.
Excuse me.
Any chance you could break a five?
Keep it.
Thank you.
Hi, you've reached Vincent Herring's Funeral Home.
Please leave a message.
Translation and subtitles by PEPPER & LALASPAIN *** SONG LIVES FOR EVER ***
All right We have a 72-year-old male,
single GSW to the back of the head.
You see that?
That is more than likely from a .22.
Uh, no slugs or casings were found at the crime scene.
Casings are easy to pick up off the ground.
The slug is a bit of a different story.
See that? No exit wound.
I just assumed that the...
Most people do. Was there a lot of blood?
Yeah.
More than likely discharged orally or nasally.
So you're saying the bullet's still in his head?
- Yes. - Well, great.
Let's pull it for ballistics.
That bullet rattled and bounced around so much in that man's skull,
it would be virtually impossible to get any information from it.
What about anything else?
Signs of struggle, ligature?
Sorry.
- Thanks anyway. - No problem.
Oh, yeah. There are some personal items of his
over on that table.
His wallet, a key.
The police forgot to pick them up earlier.
Thank you.
Where have you been?
We still have two pickups,
and three bodies to prep.
Not including Mr. Newsham here.
I wanna know who you sold the coins to.
What?
You said we're in this together.
You sold the coins, and half of them are mine.
I wanna know who you sold them to.
Your half?
Where is this all coming from?
Not Alaska.
Is that what this is all about? Alaska?
I said we would go.
You said a lot of things.
But all I see is you digging in deeper right where you are.
I'm doing all of this for us.
This is your Alaska.
This.
This is your Alaska.
I didn't realize it for the longest time.
This is paradise for you here, Arthur.
You have everything you ever wanted.
Businesses, you got the cars.
You're a fucking mayor, for Christ's sake.
This whole time you've been
digging in,
and I didn't realize it.
You've just been putting me on.
Just so I would stay.
Hello?
Who's that?
Hello?
I don't know.
I'm not expecting anybody.
You tell me who your fence is.
- Just wait. - I'm done waiting.
Coyote Jim.
Up in Elkhorn.
Now wait.
Can I help you?
I hope so.
I'm Agent Hudson with the SIB.
Just have a few questions to ask you.
Me?
I hope I'm not in trouble.
Trouble? Why would you be?
I just have a few general questions about a case I'm working on.
Thought you might be able to help me out.
Hey, you're the guy with the loose change.
Hi.
I'm gonna go to the restaurant.
Would you mind if I work while we talk?
See, we're pretty far behind.
I bet you wanna ask me about Lloyd Mickey.
Now, how'd you guess that?
I can't think of any other reason why a state investigator
would be interested
in coming all the way here to Cardinal County.
So you knew him?
Yes, I did.
He was a friend.
It's also a small town
and he was the only other mortician in the county.
The competition.
Oh, no, no, no.
Nothing like that.
We referred work to one another.
Man, I talked to a whole lot of folks here.
I have to say, I'd be hard-pressed
to find anybody admit to being friends with the man.
A place like this,
he certainly wasn't the most popular person.
Unlike you.
Excuse me?
Well, they tell me you're a mayor.
You at least have to be a little popular.
Actually, I'm a priest in the town, too.
No kidding!
I need to talk to you.
Come away with me.
- What? - I mean it.
Ron doesn't deserve you, and I think I do.
We can start something special together.
- Vincent, I can't... - I ain't taking no for an answer.
I've been taking no's all my life.
- I don't know what to say. - Say you'll come.
You can't just up and leave.
We have lives.
Sure we can. We don't even need to pack.
Just take what we have on our backs and go.
It sounds like we're running away from something.
We're running to something.
Together.
Are you serious?
Heck, yeah, I am.
This is crazy.
It's crazy.
Mmm.
- Let's go. - Okay. Oh, God.
- Gold teeth. - What about them?
Any reason Lloyd Mickey would have them?
Oh, it's common for a mortician.
Sometimes, uh...
People will choose to donate gold,
or silver fillings,
things like that.
I can't think that they would be worth much.
Over time,
if you have enough of them...
It's interesting, really,
the human body, what people do to it.
When you drain the body,
you end up finding tattoos,
piercing, stuff like that.
Sometimes it's more.
It's like a secret treasure chest.
It made me think completely differently about this.
Like maybe
I'm a vessel to help
some secrets stay secret.
Hmm.
Was there anything else?
Trying to get rid of me?
I am.
It's just that, uh,
I'm going to start embalming Mr. Newsham here,
and I really can't be distracted.
It's the difference between
an open casket and a closed casket.
Hmm.
You gonna get it?
No.
It's him. I know it's him.
Aren't you gonna go in and grab your stuff?
Yeah.
Do you want me to go in and get it?
No.
I don't see a car.
What is it with you two?
What do you mean?
You're the strangest brothers I've ever met.
It's like you're not brothers.
What are you saying?
Connie...
Oh, my God.
Oh...
You and Arthur...
No, it's not...
I wanted to tell you.
Babe...
It doesn't bother me.
It's me and you now.
You don't have to go in there if you don't want.
It's okay.
It's not. It's not okay.
We're supposed to be partners,
but it's like he's holding me hostage.
We need that stuff if we're gonna go anywhere.
He's got money hidden all over the place.
But all I know is that he has our ticket out of here
right inside.
Have you seen Vincent?
Ugh. He was here earlier. I think he left.
Ashley, what's wrong?
Deidre called in sick, and Connie just walked out.
- Connie quit? - I guess so.
Hello.
Is this Lloyd Mickey's funeral home?
You're not a reporter, are you?
No, Ma'am. I'm not.
Some of those people, they'll print anything on a whisper,
as long as it'll sell more of their papers.
I tell 'em all, I ain't got nothing to say.
They couldn't care less about printing anything that even rhymes,
but the truth.
Who are you?
Well, I'm looking for something that rhymes with the truth.
May I?
Was he...
I'm sorry, ma'am. Your name, please?
Dolores.
Well, Dolores, was he in here long?
No. He just came by to check the mail.
Actually, I was surprised,
considering all the things that he had to tend to.
So he checked his mail. Is that it?
Mmm-hmm.
Did he check his safe?
I wouldn't know.
I'll let you know if I have any more questions.
Dolores?
It's empty, Dolores.
Nothing's in here.
It can't be empty. He owes me!
Dolores?
Dolores, let me see your hands.
Your hands, Dolores.
Dolores, were you about to crack me across the skull with that metal fire poker?
Come on, grab your purse.
I got a bone to pick with you.
Hey, Sam. What brings you down here?
Don't you, "Hey, Sam," me.
Hold it there, Sam. What's wrong?
You got Dolores locked up in that jail
like a common criminal, that's what's wrong.
- Dolores? - Dolores!
- Locked up? - Locked up.
Sam, stay here. I'll take care of it.
- Where is he? - Holding room one.
Our son is in there.
- This is unheard-of. - I know.
Okay, calm down. Okay.
I'll take care of it.
- Sir... - I know.
You see, I really don't care.
I will keep you here until I'm satisfied that...
What are you doing?
I'm questioning a suspect.
He ain't a suspect. He's just a nitwit.
Did you choke him?
Yeah. He threw a mason jar at me.
I reckon you deserved that.
Did you apologize?
I'm sorry.
See? There you go.
He had pulled building materials in his apartment.
Oh, Christ. That's how he is.
He's been pulling stuff out of houses since he was a kid.
- Look, Officer... - Deputy.
I can't have you coming into town
and locking town folk up, creating a...
Suspects. They are suspects.
Look, this small town way of crime solving just ain't gonna cut it.
Now, there was a real murder here.
And it looks like I'm the only one trying to get to the bottom of it.
Greg, have you asked for an attorney?
What, sir?
Are you kidding me?
Ask for an attorney.
I can't afford an attorney.
Just ask.
Can I have an attorney?
What did you do?
I stripped Lloyd Mickey's house, that's all.
Was he dead?
Yes.
You better not be lying to me.
Hey. Hey.
What do you think you're doing in there?
Me? I'd be right in asking you the same thing.
I am trying to solve a murder.
And those two are the only ones that know anything worth a damn about it.
Now, I'm gonna follow this thing wherever it goes,
to whoever it goes.
I don't care what I turn up,
as long as it's the truth.
Why them?
Gold teeth.
Gold teeth? What does that mean?
The jar Greg threw at me had gold teeth in it.
Okay.
What about Dolores?
Dolores had a gold tooth on her
in Lloyd Mickey's office
when she was planning on bashing my head in
with a metal fire poke.
She had been trying to get into his safe
since the day he went to jail.
She thought it was a small fortune.
- Was it? - Not a damn thing.
I'll keep her here for another 20 minutes.
Then I'll bring her a crawler and I'll become the Jesus with that.
See what I can find out for you.
And the bartender?
Greg? He ain't your guy.
But he is a suspect in this.
If you suspected him of
being a piece of shit, I'd say you got your man.
But he ain't nothing more than a lowlife trying to stay low.
What about the jar of gold teeth?
He said he grabbed it the night he dropped him off,
after Lloyd made an advance on him.
Said he socked him, took the jar, and ran out.
Nothing more than that.
Now, we could keep him here for a bit,
for throwing something at your head,
breaking and entering, stealing...
But that's about all we gonna get on him.
What about the night of the murder?
Five cars stood. Bill Tuney, Dave Francis and Bob West.
Turns out I ain't just some small town hick police chief.
I just know not to kick a turd on a hot day.
I guess I hadn't learned that one yet.
There's only one way this evidence is pointing,
and you're not gonna like it.
Vincent and Arthur Herring.
Christ! The mayor?
See, this... This is what I'm talking about here.
You got two people in the holding cell,
now you're going after the mayor.
I gotta live here. I don't need any of this.
Well, this is gonna happen.
Do what you gotta do.
Just stop filling up my police station.
A box of coins and a jar of gold teeth?
That... That's your plan?
You don't understand.
No, I do understand.
You want me to run away from my family
with a pocket full of magic beans?
I told you.
I can drive out there first thing in the morning.
This is expensive stuff.
And what, he's just gonna give you money, just like that?
Starting over kind of money?
Yes.
It may take a day or two, but yeah.
And what are we supposed to do?
Just hole up here until then?
Not here, but somewhere. Somewhere nice.
And then, we can leave for good.
What did I get myself into?
I am running away with a classic freak
that I have to teach to become a man.
I could really go for a corn dog.
And some vodka.
I think it will make me feel better.
Okay.
Hubba hubba.
Coyote Jim?
Yeah.
Uh, I'm Vincent. We met a while back.
I'm with Arthur.
Oh, yeah. Arthur's brother.
Yeah.
Well, I have...
We have come into some stuff
that I think could interest you.
A 1916 Mercury Head dime.
Sucker's worth a pretty penny.
We got a bunch of these little guys,
and after a while of having them I thought,
it's all kind of silly,
you know, money you can't spend.
So why not get rid of some of them for some money you can spend?
Five hundred.
Five?
Five hundred? That's it?
I...
I hope this is the same deal you would give Arthur,
because he'd want you to deal with me as you would with him, you know.
Can you...
Can you do $700? These things are pretty rare.
What about this?
This is pure gold. These...
Gotta be worth a few thousand?
We can do something with the gold.
How soon can you let me know?
Tomorrow, day after next.
Okay, I'll do it.
I'm trusting you here.
I hate to say it, Coyote Jim,
but I don't know if this is the most fair deal,
but I'm trusting you.
I wouldn't mind if you kept this meeting between us.
Hey, I told you it'll be a few days.
Why you pull out a knife?
Why do you have your hand on your gun?
- I see gold teeth. - So?
We got a murder I'm investigating
that's got gold teeth all over it.
- You a cop? - Yeah.
Hey, stay where you are.
Stay where you are.
Hubba hubba.
You can wear these until you get a chance to put on some of your own duds.
Thanks.
Did you find anything else at the junkyard?
I heard they found a bunch of stuff they ain't sure of.
We have Forensics coming down from Council.
Any word on Vincent Herring?
Nothing yet. We'll bring him in though.
Chief Riley. What a surprise.
Uh. I got some bad news I got to deliver, and I...
I thought it best to do it in person.
Three people were shot up in Elkhorn.
They died.
We've had a state investigator
poking around the wood on the Mickey murder,
went up there and got into it with an Indian man
and a couple of young fellows that work for him.
How can I help?
The investigator followed your brother there.
My hands are kind of tied.
We wanna bring him in formally.
Anyway, I thought I'd let you know personally.
You know, I...
I started doing this job when I was no more than a teen.
Didn't know much of the job until I got on the job.
People have different ideas how to do it and such.
As I got along, I realized that
most of the job was protecting what was around.
I came up short this time up.
I was hoping I'd get a chance to catch you here.
What are you doing here?
I don't think I'll be able to make it down here on Sunday.
No, thanks.
Yeah, I don't drink.
I used to,
but I don't anymore.
Gave it up a long time ago.
See, I was never any good at it.
And I don't see the point in doing anything
that you're not good at, right? So...
Every once in a while, I grab this bottle,
set it right next to me,
just to tempt myself,
see how strong I am.
Is everything okay with your case?
I'm getting close.
Was there something I could help you with?
Run.
Pardon me?
Run.
Flee.
Make a move to get out of Dodge.
Hell, I want you to.
I knew you were involved
in Lloyd Mickey's death.
Your brother, too.
I don't know how, and I don't know when.
But I do know it's about some old coins and gold teeth.
See, we got those right now.
Down at the junkyard your brother tried to sell a man.
We're looking for him now.
Put an APB out on him.
We'll find him.
It won't be before long, but we will.
But you...
It'll be fun chasing you.
See, I get the feeling that you're the brains of this operation.
I'm not sure what you're talking about.
But if we're done here...
I'll see you soon.
Ah, Vincent. Thank God.
We got trouble.
Connie?
She's with me.
That doesn't make any sense.
We're going to Alaska.
- Alaska? - You heard me.
I know things have been bad, but we'll take a ride...
No, we've talked about this, and that's all it was.
Talk.
So we're leaving.
Does she know?
About you and me? About us?
About who we are?
Vincent told me everything,
and it doesn't matter.
I only care about who he is,
not who he was.
This is happening, Arthur.
This is what it is.
I want what's coming to me.
- I want my share. - What do you mean?
The money, Arthur.
The money from Lloyd's stash.
You got your share.
Well, that didn't work out.
We need that money.
I don't have it. I gave most of it away.
It's not here!
Oh, God!
I know you.
You don't trust anyone.
You got money buried all over this town.
Tell me where it is.
What are you doing, Vincent?
Tell him, Arthur!
You're insane.
I was insane believing you all these years.
Is this what you want?
Oh!
We're through.
You can keep the businesses,
the cars.
I just want the money,
so I can leave.
Please, just let me leave.
I buried it
at the cemetery.
Burns.
Thomas.
Burns.
It's the gravestone.
Come on, let's go, let's go.
That name, "Burns," on the gravestone...
What about it?
Burns is my real last name.
Arthur asked me to take his last name
when we first got here, say we're brothers,
you know, so people wouldn't ask questions.
Why would he bury...
You know what? I don't wanna know.
I think that maybe the two of you need to work things out,
and I don't want to be part of a fucked up relationship.
I can't do it.
No!
I'm sorry.
Look, we're doing this, okay?
I'm gonna drop you off at the motel
while I get the money,
and then we're out of here.
Chief Riley?
I have a feeling there's gonna be a heck of a snow that's coming.
Most of the time we're just worried about a limb or a branch falling off.
So I'm thinking all the landscape's gonna turn.
The changes been happening around here,
it's not passed me by.
It already has.
I suppose the worst thing to do is try to keep up with something
when you ain't got the dog in you no more.
My dog's gone to sleep.
Arthur?
Jesus!
Are you all right?
Did Vincent do this to you?
Where's your brother?
He's not my brother.
Excuse me?
He's not my brother.
He's my...
He's a con.
I'm gonna go ring him an ambulance.
You hear that, Arthur? We got an ambulance on the way.
It all happened so fast.
Orlando, they found Vincent.
You hold on.
Goddamn it!
You motherfucking son-of-a-bitch!
God-fucking-damn it!
Vincent, drop it.
No! It's all over, Vincent.
It's all over, Vincent.
What's over? What's over?
We talked to Arthur.
I don't know what he told you,
but this is all him.
This is all him!
It was Arthur's plan!
It's all Arthur's plan!
He's not doing so good, Vincent.
What do you mean?
We sent an ambulance over for him, Vincent.
Like he said, he's not doing very good.
We could take you to him, but I need you to put your gun down.
Vincent! Vincent! Vince...
It's not worth it.
There's only one place he's gonna go. Come on.
Arthur!
Come on.
Ain't this beautiful?
Your new hat is something.
Looking sharp, shooter.
You know, when I first started coming out here,
I was no bigger than a June bug.
Since then, I've never been able to get enough of it.
I don't think I ever will.
Orlando?
Where you at?
I'm sorry, Chief. I just keep running through things in my head,
just trying to make sense of everything.
See if everything can add up.
We're in a boat, floating in the middle of paradise,
and you're still back there?
Didn't I tell you?
Those small towns have a way of pulling folks in.
The stories are mostly the same.
People see money and do crazy things.
You add in the element of love,
there ain't no good gonna come from it.
All you can do is clench up and hold on.
Reckon your asshole will be eating your underwear.
That's just part of the ride.
Yeah, I suppose so,
but I just keep thinking about what Arthur Herring said.
He said that some secrets stay safe.
I guess I have a problem with that.
Not much you can do about it, one way or the other.
I like fishing,
'cause there ain't no thinking involved.
You stretch back and reel out.
If they bite, they bite. If they don't, they don't.
There's nothing you can do about it.
As long as you've got your line out,
what will come will come.
I'll tell you something, Chief.
What's that?
I've never been one for fishing.
Translation and subtitles by PEPPER & LALASPAIN *** SONG LIVES FOR EVER ***