Devil's Hollow (2023) Movie Script
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[shovelling]
[crickets]
- [Bobby] I don't know
where to start, really.
Hell, you don't even know me.
So I don't expect you to
forgive me for all the things
I've done.
- Bobby Hawkins.
- Birdy.
How about it, man?
- Look at you, you
look good, man.
- Last I heard you were
working over at the
County Clerk's office
- No, man,
I got on over at the plant.
Going on six years now.
- Shit.
- Worked my way
up to Team Leader.
- Good for you, man.
Come on, you got
what, 9, 10 kids now?
- Three, two girls and a boy.
Best things that
ever happened to me.
- I'm happy for you, brother.
- Been doing good.
Going out to First Baptist.
Alyssa goes out there.
You should come visit some time.
You ever talk to her?
- Alyssa? She don't
want to talk to me.
- You might be surprised.
What's your plan then?
- Just... don't go back.
- That's a good plan.
- Let me ask you
something, Birdy.
After all that went down, did
you ever hear from Cofield?
- You?
I never could figure
it out neither.
We was like brothers.
I always figured I'd
hear from him some day.
A letter or something.
- He was the only one
of us that got away.
Sometimes I feel like he's in
some sort of parallel universe
sleeping like a baby
on stacks of cash
while we're stuck in this one.
- Parallel universe, huh?
Man, you was in there too long.
Harry's done good for himself.
Owns a bunch of
restaurants, couple of bars,
even ran for city commission.
- Harry, huh.
- Shoot. You, me,
Cofield, Harry.
We was something back
in the day, wasn't we?
The four horsemen.
- Four stooges, more like it.
- Ain't that the truth.
It's good to see you, brother.
- Hmm.
- Battery is low, recharge now.
(phone ringing)
- Hey buddy.
- Buddy? What is that, a joke?
- Come on, man.
- What you think that is? A
toy, something to play with?
- I just wanted some company.
- Company?
- It gets lonely out here, man.
- Would you prefer LaGrange?
Look, don't drag my
black ass out here again.
- I'm sorry.
- I got things to do.
- I know.
- I'm busy.
- I know.
- You could have called.
- You wouldn't have come.
- How's Mrs. Whitaker?
- Hell if I know.
Hell, man, what did you do?
- It's what I didn't do.
I didn't listen.
I didn't come home
every night at 6:30.
I didn't leave the
toilet seat down.
I didn't brush my teeth.
How's it going looking for work?
- Where am I
supposed to go, huh?
Mine's shut down,
factory's full up.
Hell, that's how I got in
this mess in the first place.
- Well, you gotta put
some feelers out there.
You know that was the deal.
- Well, I got plenty to
keep me busy around here.
Look at this place.
- Well, I might be able
to help you out with that.
I got a hand, he's
a hard worker.
You, you talk to Kelly?
- What would I say?
- She's still working down
there at the Hideaway.
- Hell, that place
ain't burned down yet?
- She still looks the same too.
- I'm done with all that mess.
- Yeah, you are.
- Whole 'nother life.
- Here's to a new one.
- Let's do it.
- Mr. Hawkins?
- Como estas?
- Bien, bien.
- Whitaker send you?
He says you need help.
- All right, fellas.
Your wife picking you up?
- She takes the
truck on Fridays.
- Where to?
- Cleans houses in town.
- So you just got
the one vehicle?
- We make it work.
- Well, I got an
old beater out back.
You get her running,
she's yours.
Been sitting there 20 years.
- You're joking.
- It ain't like I'm doing you
a favor. It's a piece of shit.
- Gracias.
- What can I get you?
You want a drink?
- I wanna see her.
- For what?
- What do you think?
She's my girl.
- She ain't been
yours for a long time.
- Hell does that mean?
I'm her daddy.
- She's got a daddy,
and it ain't you.
- You seeing somebody?
- That's none of your business.
- Well, Lissy is my business.
Where is she?
- Hell, Bobby.
That girl ain't lived
with me in years.
- Well, if she ain't living
with you, where is she?
- Harry took her in.
- Harry.
- Shit, Bobby, he's my brother.
I was dead broke.
I couldn't afford to raise her.
She's better off.
- What the hell
is wrong with you?
- You gonna come in here
now like a concerned father
and judge me?
Get the fuck outta here Bobby.
- Give me her number.
- I ain't giving you shit.
- This guy bothering you?
- He's just leaving.
- Not till I get that number.
- It's time for you
to move on, hoss.
- Take it easy, big boy.
- Bobby, here, just go.
- Thought you'd beat me back?
- Had some business.
- I hope it was worth it.
- Look, I ain't going nowhere.
Hell, I'm right here, I'm
just looking for my daughter.
- Well, I could'a
helped you with that.
- Right, you didn't even tell
me she was living with Harry.
- I didn't want you to go
out and do something stupid.
Getting mixed up with
Harry Casper again
is something you don't need.
You thought he was into
bad shit back in the day,
you should see the
shit he's doing now.
- I ain't getting
mixed up with nobody.
I'm just trying to see Alyssa.
- It's been 10 years, why
you care all of a sudden?
- Fuck you, Whitaker.
- See, you packing
up the reasons why I
should take you in.
- You ain't going to take me in.
- And why not?
- As I recall, you helped me
polish off a bottle of Beam
the other night.
Getting shit-faced
with your parolee...
...ain't gonna look too
good to your supervisor.
- You asshole.
- Let me go.
- All right. Just this once.
This shit happens again,
blackmail ain't gonna help you.
I can't protect you after this.
- Let me get you a drink.
- You asshole.
- Look at you.
Ain't changed a lick.
Maybe a little uglier.
Ain't you going to invite me in?
- Hoo-wee, it's
been a long time.
So how long you been out and
you ain't come to see me?
- Been busy.
- Hmm, that's what I hear.
Kelly says you was
down at the Hideaway,
asking about Lissy.
- How's she doing?
- Just let me worry about her.
Pere... Perelandra?
You getting all egghead on me?
Hey, you remember the
time that we stacked
all those beer cans
up on your daddy's TV
and then we took
turns swinging at it?
- Yeah, except you missed.
Busted the shit outta
your daddy's Magnavox.
- He beat the tar outta me.
How can I help you, Harry?
- Oh, I'm glad
you asked me that.
You got something
that belongs to me.
- Money's long gone.
Cofield took every penny.
- Oh did he now?
- I was there.
I watched him cross
over into Jellico.
That's the last I seen him.
- Well, now I know that's
what you told the press
and the cops.
But, see, I never
believed that story.
Because, see, you was the
greediest one of the whole bunch
and there ain't no way in
hell you would've let Cofield
light out with all that cash.
- I was scared, man.
I figured that if
he had the money,
the cops would go
after him and not me.
I come home and there's a
shit load of cherry-toppers
in my driveway.
- So he sold you out, huh?
- Maybe.
- That is about 10 pounds of
horse shit in a 5 pound bag.
I think you know
exactly what happened.
And it had nothing
to do with Cofield
riding off into
the sunset, did it?
- That was 13 years ago.
That shit's over and done with.
- You're a changed
man. You and Birdy.
Done found Jesus.
You done got washed in
the blood of the Lamb.
See, the problem is,
the blood doesn't wash
away what you owe.
- I ain't in debt to you.
- Au contraire.
See, we made a pact.
We was all gonna split
that money up four ways.
Now, in my mind, when a
man makes pact, it stands
and it don't matter no
nevermind how many years pass.
- From what I hear, you
own half the county.
What do you need more money for?
Look, I wish I could
help you, Harry.
- I'm gonna get my money.
Maybe not today.
Maybe not tomorrow.
But I'm gonna get what's mine.
Whoa, you should have
seen your face right then.
- I'd like to see Alyssa.
- Oh, I bet you would.
- Look, I appreciate you
helping her out and everything.
- Helping her out?
You make it, I don't know,
sound like I just, I don't know,
bought her some school
books or shit like that.
I raised that girl.
- And I appreciate all
you done. All the same...
- You have a good
day, Bobby boy.
- How's it coming?
- Levantando a los muertos.
My daughter, she
ain't picking up.
- She probably don't
know it's you calling.
Don't have you saved
on her contacts.
How old is she?
- Seventeen.
- That's it then. Ninas don't
talk anymore, they text.
- Text?
- Si, text.
- Sweet pea? ...the hell?
I gotta teach you everything?
- I reckon.
- Sweet pea... You know
what my wife would've done
if she seen that shit?
- I thought she left you.
- She came back.
- Well, that's good, right?
- And she checks my phone
at least 12 times a day.
So don't be sending me
no more texts, okay.
- So what do I do?
- You gotta pull up the
names on your contact list.
Since you're an asshole,
you ain't got no contacts.
But I'm going to add a
Alyssa under one condition.
You got to promise me
that you'll just keep this
between you and
Alyssa, understand?
No Harry --
- What do I want with Harry?
- Nothing.
No how you doing?
No long time no see, nothing.
You have to promise that
you're gonna keep this
between you and your daughter.
- Of course.
- All right, she's in there now.
So when you ready
to send a message,
all you gotta do is type the
message and then click send.
- Phones can do all
kinds of things, huh?
- Oh shit, you can watch TV,
watch movies, play video games.
You can check the
weather in Beijing.
- Why would I want to do that?
- Well, I'm just
saying you can do it.
You can take pictures,
record voices, just like --
- No shit, I ain't stupid.
No shit, I ain't stupid.
I really sound like that?
- It's worse in person.
- I am stupid.
- All right, it's ready to send.
- I think it worked.
- You did it.
- I did it.
That's the hardest
thing I ever did.
- There's hope for you yet.
- I'll try to give you details,
but you know, I was
kind of out of it.
- Hmm.
- It was a blur, but he
got to wailing on me.
So I grabbed my blade
and I stuck him.
- Did he leave
anything else behind?
- Nothing I seen.
- Well, what do you think he
was after? Drugs? Electronics?
- Have you seen my TV?
And no, I ain't got no drugs.
- All right, well he
was after something.
Think you might have known him?
Maybe one of those men
you got working for you.
- No, it wasn't them.
I didn't see their face,
but I know who sent them.
Harry Casper.
- Well, what makes you say that?
- Cause he paid me
a visit yesterday.
Made some threats.
- Such as?
- Just that he wanted money
and he was gonna get
it one way or another.
- Money... The
First Federal money?
- He thinks I still got
it, but that was ages ago.
Ricky Cofield took
it back in the day.
- Then why would Harry Casper
come out here looking for it?
- I don't know.
- You get a good
look at the truck?
- Dodge Ram, I think.
- Ram... License plate?
- Truck was blue, I saw that.
Hey, are you kin to Dick Gray?
- My uncle.
- I thought you favored him.
Old Dick hauled me off to county
more times than I care to admit.
How's he doing?
- He passed.
I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna do the best I
can with the information
you've given me and the
evidence that we collected.
- So, that's it?
What am I supposed to do?
Just hang out like
a lump on a log?
Wait for them to come back?
- Maybe they won't.
- Oh they will, sure as shit.
Harry don't quit when
he wants something.
- That's assuming that
Harry is behind --
- I have no doubt.
- Then I suggest
you get yourself
a good home security system.
- That's it?
- Unless you wanna give me
the whole story, Mr. Hawkins,
there ain't a lot
more that I can do.
- The whole story, I
told you everything.
- Okay, well I can't
figure why you'd insist
that Harry Casper is
hellbent on harassing you
if there ain't more to it all.
- I am the victim here.
- I'll write it up.
- You do that.
- Have a good one.
- Shit.
- Well?
- Well, he thinks
Casper's involved.
- What do you think?
- I don't know yet.
- What's to know?
There is power, power
Wonder working power
In the blood of the Lamb
There is power, power
Wonder working power
In the precious
blood of the Lamb
- Folks say to me, "Pastor,
what I do in private
is my own business.
Long as I don't hurt nobody."
But now the scripture says
there is nothing hidden
that will not be revealed.
And there is no
secret that's kept,
that will not come to light.
- Alyssa...
- I know you?
- I'm Bobby... your dad.
- Look what we got here.
- Harry.
- Get in the car.
Go.
Something I can do for you?
- Next time you want
to send a message,
you might wanna
bring it yourself
instead of sending your boys.
- That's the Bobby I remember.
- Take care of yourself now.
- Bobby! You made it.
You coming to church now?
- Probably not.
- Everything all right?
- Birdy, come on.
I don't wanna end
up like Terry Malloy
In a cab carrying
on bout how
- Turn that shit back on.
- I got a headache.
- Something you wanna say to me?
- Was that really my dad?
- You got nothing to
do with Bobby Hawkins.
You understand me?
- Ow!
- Do you understand?
- Okay.
- Well, well, well,
look-ee who we got here.
Can I get you anything?
We got any sippy cups?
- Heard you paid your old
buddy Bobby Hawkins a visit.
- Not against the law, is it?
- No. He said you
made him some threats.
Funny thing is he was
assaulted outside his home
later that night.
Any connection there?
- You tell us,
you're the police.
- What happened here?
- Fell outta my tree stand.
- What were you doing
in your tree stand?
- I was trying to
bag an eight pointer.
What do you think?
- It ain't deer season.
- Well... I was...
- Trevor, shut up.
- Hawkins said he saw a
vehicle leaving the scene,
a blue pickup, kind of
like that one out front.
Does that seem odd to you?
- A blue pickup in
Franklin County?
No, it doesn't.
- Girl, you gonna do
anything or just harass us?
- Funny you should ask...
One of the intruders left
some blood on Hawkins' lawn.
Lab has it now.
Same lab that has your
sample from the rape charge
back in '16.
So I find a match
between that sample
and the one from Hawkins' lawn.
Then, yeah, I'm
gonna do something.
I don't know what grievance
you still have with
Bobby Hawkins,
but you keep poking him
and you're bound to
stir up a shit storm.
It's not gonna be
good for anybody.
Hawkins is just trying
to start over up there.
You leave him alone.
- Let me get this straight,
are you suggesting we throw
him a housewarming party?
- I told you, Harry.
Don't make me tell you again.
- Baby.
- Momma.
- You want something to eat?
- I'm good.
- Help me out here.
- This a new one?
- I've done this one before.
For some reason, it just
never gets any easier.
- Ask you a question?
- Yeah, fire away.
- My dad... what's he like?
- What's he like?
Well, he was up at
LaGrange for about 10 years
and never lifted a
finger to contact you.
What's that tell you?
- I remember, though,
when I was just little,
he used to play the harmonica
to help me fall asleep.
Remember that?
- Yeah.
Well.
- I think I wanna talk to him.
- Suit yourself.
You're gonna be disappointed.
- Right.
Well... I'll leave you to it.
- Well, hey, you just got here.
Stay and help me.
- I got some things to do.
- What do you got to do?
Hey... You got anything?
- I ain't got nothing.
- Bullshit. I know
Harry hooks you up.
Come on, baby... just
a little something?
- Sorry, momma.
- Hell, my dad's been
locked up a bunch of times.
- At least you know him.
- I guess.
- Is he cool?
- I don't know.
He's all right.
At least your dad's trying.
I mean, he called you.
- So, what, you'd call him back?
- All right.
One for you, one for me.
All right.
So...
You look so big.
- I ain't a baby no more.
- Thanks for coming.
- So you really
can't go nowhere?
- Ah... grocery and church.
- That's about all.
Rat in a cage.
- Sweet pea... Why'd
you call me that?
- Your momma never told you?
- She never talked
much about you.
- Well, when you were
born, we wrapped you up
and you looked just like
a little pea in a pod.
So...
How's Harry treating you?
- All right.
To tell you the truth, I ain't
really sure why I'm here.
- Hey, you like books?
- Sure.
- I read a lot in LaGrange,
as you might imagine.
You like science fiction?
That Harry Potter shit?
- I like fantasy.
- Oh, shit, I got that.
There's this space
trilogy. You'd love it.
There's this kid who goes to
Mars and finds out that Earth
has been cast out
of the solar system.
This guy, Ransom, he fights an
evil force to restore Earth.
Let me see... listen to this.
"The smells in the
forest were beyond all
that he had ever conceived.
To say that they
made him feel hungry
and thirsty would be misleading.
They created a new kind
of hunger and thirst,
a longing that seemed to
flow over from the body
into the soul..."
What's the matter?
- I gotta go.
- I'd like to see you
again. I mean, if you want.
Well, at least take
the book, it's good.
- Hell is this?
- A book.
- Oh, no shit.
Where'd you get it?
Went and seen him, didn't you?
Now what did I tell
you about that?
- I just --
- Oh I just, I just what?
Let me ask you something.
Who do you think it was that
kept a roof over your head,
ever since you was yay high?
See, I know what
is best for you.
And he's got nothing
to say in the matter.
Now what part of that
does your little pea brain
not understand?
- I just wanted to meet him.
- What for?
- I got a right.
- You what?
- I got a right to
see him if I want.
- Oh, you got a right...
You got a right to do
exactly what I say.
- Screw you, Harry.
- Now listen, everything
you got, everything you are
is because of me, and
don't ever forget it.
- How you doing, Mr. Hawkins?
- I'm doing.
- Your daughter around?
- Why?
- Apparently, she
ran off last night.
- Well, she hadn't
come around here.
You check with her mother?
- Yeah, she ain't
been by there neither.
But I wouldn't worry.
- You wouldn't, huh?
- No, you know how kids are.
She probably got pissed at Harry
and ran off to a
friend's for a few days.
But she comes by, you
let me know, okay?
- Shit.
- Give it a couple
days, she'll show up.
- Hell, it's my fault,
I let Harry raise her.
I got no right to be concerned.
- Sure you do, she's your kid.
I need your help, Birdy.
You're right.
Alyssa is my blood, I don't
care if I'm stuck out here.
I ain't gonna let him hurt her.
- What do you need me to do?
- I need you to go to Harry
and tell him he don't
run things no more.
- Bobby, I don't want to
get caught up in no war.
- Just give him the message.
You owe me that.
- Have a seat, Birdy.
So, you come here
to save my soul?
- Ain't nothing like that.
- That's good cause you'd
be wasting your time.
But now you gotta tell me
why you're here wasting mine.
- Bobby Hawkins sent me.
- You're Bobby's pigeon now.
- He'd have come
himself if he could.
- You got balls, Birdy,
I'll tell you that, you do.
But, you know, coming
here on Bobby's behalf,
I can't tell whether that's
really brave or really stupid.
- Bobby's just worried about
his little girl is all.
- Sounds like an accusation.
- Nothing like that.
- Well then, tell me
what it is like, Birdy.
- Bobby just don't think
she's safe here is all.
- Well, that's none
of Bobby's business.
Sure as hell ain't
none of yours.
- Shoot, Harry.
Back in the day, he took
the fall for all of us.
If it hadn't been for Bobby,
you and me both would've done
a lot more time than we did.
We all robbed that place.
But you and me did
three piddly years.
Knowing that he was in
there that whole time,
I don't know about you,
but that killed me.
- So, what, you think
we owe him something?
Let me ask you something, Birdy.
You say Bobby's so concerned
about his little girl.
Just exactly what does
he intend to do about it?
- He just says to tell you
that he ain't afraid to
tussle if it comes to that.
Listen, I ain't trying
to stir nothing up.
It's what he said.
- Come in my house uninvited.
Call me an unfit guardian.
Pass along a threat.
And you ain't trying
to stir nothing up?
- You ain't my enemy, Harry.
- Birdy, Birdy...
I really thought you were
smarter than this, I really did.
I mean, you went and
got yourself on the
straight and narrow
but you haven't got the sense
God gave a three-legged
coon dog who's lost his nose
and ought to be put down.
- Please don't
shoot the messenger.
- Don't worry, Birdy...
I ain't gonna shoot you.
- To think we used
to be friends.
- Stooges.
- What?
- Stooges.
- Boys, show him what we
do to uninvited guests.
- Morning. What are
you girls doing?
- Just walking.
- Why don't you get in the car?
- We ain't done nothing.
- Oh, you're not in trouble.
I promise. There's some
people worried about you.
Come on.
Mr. Hawkins.
- What's going on?
- We, uh... we pulled
Lawrence Birdwhistle's car
out of Benson
Creek this morning.
- Where is he?
- He was inside, he
was beat to death.
His wife said y'all
spoke the other day.
What'd you talk about?
- You think I had
something to do with it?
- No one is saying that.
- Birdy was my friend.
If you want to know
what happened to him,
why don't you ask Harry Casper?
- I intend to.
- And why aren't y'all out
there looking for my daughter?
- Alyssa's home, I picked
her up this morning.
She's over at Harry's now.
- Hell, then she's in more
trouble than she ever was.
- Harry Casper is
her legal guardian,
there is nothing we
can do about that.
- There's nothing you can
do about anything, is there?
What good are them badges
if y'all are all
working for Harry?
- Well, what good is this badge
if you won't tell
me what you know
that'll help me bring him in?
- I told you... I
ain't hiding nothing.
- Sorry to hear
about your friend.
- Who knows what
he's gonna do next?
I gotta get Alyssa out of there.
- And how you gonna do that?
The second you leave,
every black and white
in the county is
gonna be on your ass.
What good you gonna
do her back in prison?
- I gotta do something.
- Bobby, let the cops
take care of this.
- The cops.
- They're your best
friends right now.
- Some friends.
- Let them do their job.
- They did their job,
and Birdy's dead.
I ain't gonna sit around
and wait for the same thing
to happen to Alyssa.
- You ain't got
a lot of options.
- I thought you were on my side.
- I ain't on nobody's side.
My job is to keep you
out of prison, that's it.
These days, you ain't
making that very easy.
- Alyssa?
It's your... Bobby Hawkins.
Listen, can you come out here?
I'd like to talk to you.
Yeah.
- What do you want?
- Listen, I know Harry's
got a hold on you.
Believe it or not,
he had the same hold
on me back in the day.
- Nobody's got no hold on me.
- Then get out of there.
- And go where?
- Here. Come stay with
me. You'll be safe.
- I don't even know you.
- For the longest time,
I sat up there in
that rock thinking
I wasn't worthy or something
to be your daddy, you know?
Like you were better
off without me.
Figured you felt the same,
so I stopped writing.
- You never wrote me.
- I wrote you two
years straight.
- I never got no letters.
- You may want to ask
your mom about that.
All I'm asking is that
you give me a chance.
- You had your chance.
Harry's right, he's the only
one ever gave a shit about me.
- Harry only cares about Harry.
- Cares more than you ever did.
Ever since you come around,
everything's gone to shit.
And I don't want no part of it.
- What do you want?
- I just want things
to go back to normal.
- Back to him
smacking you around?
- You don't get it, do you?
I'm glad you got that
thing on your ankle.
I don't ever wanna
see you again.
I don't want you to call me.
You was never my dad and
you're never gonna be.
- What's on your mind, sugar?
- I know you're
working for Harry.
They got you keeping
an eye on me.
It's all right.
You're just doing
what you gotta do.
- Bobby...
- You know what's fucked up?
I had a plan.
Soon as I got out, I was
gonna get what was mine
and get the hell outta
here and never look back.
Then I saw Alyssa and
all this shit went down.
I thought I never wanted to
see her again, but I was wrong.
I just didn't know it.
You got kids?
- Two. Boy and a girl.
- So you know.
- Everything I do is for them.
- They ever have bad dreams?
- About every other night.
- I have this dream sometimes.
I'm underground, buried
but I'm still alive.
And these snakes
break through the dirt
and they wrap around me.
The crazy thing is, I
don't try to fight it.
- What do you mean?
- I deserve it.
I belong there with the snakes.
- You done your time.
What are you still paying for?
- What are you still doing here?
- Oh, what you,
you want me to go?
- I mean here in Devil's Hollow.
If you could get outta
here, go anywhere,
what would you do?
- Pack up my kids.
Go down to Clearwater.
- Do it.
- I can't.
- Take your kids,
and get outta here.
- You just going to
up and skedaddle, huh?
- I'm tired of all this.
- Well, at least have one
last drink with your boy.
- I really gotta go.
- Sit.
What in that pretty
little head of yours
makes you think it's
going to be that easy?
You owe me.
- I done paid you
everything I owe.
We're square.
- We're square when I say so.
- I'm serious, Trevor.
- Oh, I know you are.
- Don't!
- Now, where'd you get this?
- Hawkins gave it to her.
- Oh hell yeah.
- Hello? Alyssa?
Hello? Shit.
- Help!
- Alyssa!
- Hey, Bobby boy.
I know you got my money.
You wanna see Lissy again,
you're gonna bring me that cash.
- Alyssa!
- I'll kill this
little bitch, Bobby.
You know I will, just
like I done Birdy.
- You touch her, I will rip
your fucking throat out!
- Oh, I'd like to see that.
Thirty minutes. Old Crow Quarry.
Show up a second late,
well, you know what happens
when you disappoint.
- Alyssa! Shit!
- Bobby.
- Hey, buddy.
- Sheriff's got the whole
damn county looking for you.
You're not getting away.
- I ain't trying to.
- Well, then stop. Whatever's
going on, we'll figure it out.
- Harry's got Alyssa.
He's gonna kill her
if I don't get there.
- Where? I'll come to you.
Where you going, Bobby?
- Here it is.
- Hell yeah, it is.
Been waiting a
long time for that.
- Hand her over.
- Hey, girl, come
on out of the car.
You always were a
dumb son of a bitch.
She duped you. She lied to you.
It's the only way I could
get you to come out here.
Oh, Bobby, I knew
you had this money.
Cofield, he never ran
off to Jellico, did he?
- We were fighting
over the cash.
Before I knew it, he drew on me
so I shot him first.
- Ha! Damn, son.
- And you killed Birdy.
- Well, I ain't gonna lie
about it, it was unfortunate.
But had to be done
though, I guess.
- He was a good man.
He didn't deserve to
be beat like a dog.
- Bobby, in this world nobody
gets what they really deserve.
- So, it's just the two of us --
- Bobby, you really are
a dumb son of a bitch.
Say hello to Birdy
and Cofield for me.
- Stop!
- Oh, now you're gonna shoot me?
- Drop it.
- Or what?
You're not gonna shoot anybody.
Adios, Bobby.
- Put it down.
- Bobby, you hold on, you
hold on now, you hold on.
- Probation 45, shots fired!
I have two suspects down.
I need backup and
medical services now.
- You was right.
These things can
do it all nowadays.
We were fighting over the cash.
Before I knew it, he drew on me
so I shot him first.
- Ha! Damn, son.
- And you killed Birdy.
- I ain't gonna lie about
it, it was unfortunate.
But had to be done
though, I guess.
- He was a good man.
He didn't deserve to
be beat like a dog.
- Bobby, in this world nobody
gets what they really deserve.
- [Bobby] I don't know
where to start really.
Hell, you don't even know me.
So I don't expect
you to forgive me
for all the things I've done.
Just know that everything
I do from here on out,
it's for you.
Sometimes I'm
into the picture
And sometimes
I'm into the sign
Sometimes I'm into
the faces flashing by
In the windowshield frame
And license plates
don't mean nothing
County lines, little more
And the only time that
I know I'm flying high
That's when I'm
inside the door
And I'm walking to find
that good peace of mind
I'm walking to roll away
And I hope that some
time I leave it behind
Like I hope I might
see you some day
And sometimes I talk
to the strangers
And sometimes I
talk to myself
Sometimes I find an old
friend I thought at first
Was somebody else
And everyone gets
to have something
If it's only some
pretty thought
Something that only
belongs to them
Something that just
can't be bought
And I'm walking to find
that good peace of mind
I'm walking to roll away
And I hope that some
time I leave it behind
Like I hope I might
see you some day
And I'm walking to find
that good peace of mind
I'm walking to roll away
And I hope that some
time I leave it behind
Like I hope I might
see you some day
[shovelling]
[crickets]
- [Bobby] I don't know
where to start, really.
Hell, you don't even know me.
So I don't expect you to
forgive me for all the things
I've done.
- Bobby Hawkins.
- Birdy.
How about it, man?
- Look at you, you
look good, man.
- Last I heard you were
working over at the
County Clerk's office
- No, man,
I got on over at the plant.
Going on six years now.
- Shit.
- Worked my way
up to Team Leader.
- Good for you, man.
Come on, you got
what, 9, 10 kids now?
- Three, two girls and a boy.
Best things that
ever happened to me.
- I'm happy for you, brother.
- Been doing good.
Going out to First Baptist.
Alyssa goes out there.
You should come visit some time.
You ever talk to her?
- Alyssa? She don't
want to talk to me.
- You might be surprised.
What's your plan then?
- Just... don't go back.
- That's a good plan.
- Let me ask you
something, Birdy.
After all that went down, did
you ever hear from Cofield?
- You?
I never could figure
it out neither.
We was like brothers.
I always figured I'd
hear from him some day.
A letter or something.
- He was the only one
of us that got away.
Sometimes I feel like he's in
some sort of parallel universe
sleeping like a baby
on stacks of cash
while we're stuck in this one.
- Parallel universe, huh?
Man, you was in there too long.
Harry's done good for himself.
Owns a bunch of
restaurants, couple of bars,
even ran for city commission.
- Harry, huh.
- Shoot. You, me,
Cofield, Harry.
We was something back
in the day, wasn't we?
The four horsemen.
- Four stooges, more like it.
- Ain't that the truth.
It's good to see you, brother.
- Hmm.
- Battery is low, recharge now.
(phone ringing)
- Hey buddy.
- Buddy? What is that, a joke?
- Come on, man.
- What you think that is? A
toy, something to play with?
- I just wanted some company.
- Company?
- It gets lonely out here, man.
- Would you prefer LaGrange?
Look, don't drag my
black ass out here again.
- I'm sorry.
- I got things to do.
- I know.
- I'm busy.
- I know.
- You could have called.
- You wouldn't have come.
- How's Mrs. Whitaker?
- Hell if I know.
Hell, man, what did you do?
- It's what I didn't do.
I didn't listen.
I didn't come home
every night at 6:30.
I didn't leave the
toilet seat down.
I didn't brush my teeth.
How's it going looking for work?
- Where am I
supposed to go, huh?
Mine's shut down,
factory's full up.
Hell, that's how I got in
this mess in the first place.
- Well, you gotta put
some feelers out there.
You know that was the deal.
- Well, I got plenty to
keep me busy around here.
Look at this place.
- Well, I might be able
to help you out with that.
I got a hand, he's
a hard worker.
You, you talk to Kelly?
- What would I say?
- She's still working down
there at the Hideaway.
- Hell, that place
ain't burned down yet?
- She still looks the same too.
- I'm done with all that mess.
- Yeah, you are.
- Whole 'nother life.
- Here's to a new one.
- Let's do it.
- Mr. Hawkins?
- Como estas?
- Bien, bien.
- Whitaker send you?
He says you need help.
- All right, fellas.
Your wife picking you up?
- She takes the
truck on Fridays.
- Where to?
- Cleans houses in town.
- So you just got
the one vehicle?
- We make it work.
- Well, I got an
old beater out back.
You get her running,
she's yours.
Been sitting there 20 years.
- You're joking.
- It ain't like I'm doing you
a favor. It's a piece of shit.
- Gracias.
- What can I get you?
You want a drink?
- I wanna see her.
- For what?
- What do you think?
She's my girl.
- She ain't been
yours for a long time.
- Hell does that mean?
I'm her daddy.
- She's got a daddy,
and it ain't you.
- You seeing somebody?
- That's none of your business.
- Well, Lissy is my business.
Where is she?
- Hell, Bobby.
That girl ain't lived
with me in years.
- Well, if she ain't living
with you, where is she?
- Harry took her in.
- Harry.
- Shit, Bobby, he's my brother.
I was dead broke.
I couldn't afford to raise her.
She's better off.
- What the hell
is wrong with you?
- You gonna come in here
now like a concerned father
and judge me?
Get the fuck outta here Bobby.
- Give me her number.
- I ain't giving you shit.
- This guy bothering you?
- He's just leaving.
- Not till I get that number.
- It's time for you
to move on, hoss.
- Take it easy, big boy.
- Bobby, here, just go.
- Thought you'd beat me back?
- Had some business.
- I hope it was worth it.
- Look, I ain't going nowhere.
Hell, I'm right here, I'm
just looking for my daughter.
- Well, I could'a
helped you with that.
- Right, you didn't even tell
me she was living with Harry.
- I didn't want you to go
out and do something stupid.
Getting mixed up with
Harry Casper again
is something you don't need.
You thought he was into
bad shit back in the day,
you should see the
shit he's doing now.
- I ain't getting
mixed up with nobody.
I'm just trying to see Alyssa.
- It's been 10 years, why
you care all of a sudden?
- Fuck you, Whitaker.
- See, you packing
up the reasons why I
should take you in.
- You ain't going to take me in.
- And why not?
- As I recall, you helped me
polish off a bottle of Beam
the other night.
Getting shit-faced
with your parolee...
...ain't gonna look too
good to your supervisor.
- You asshole.
- Let me go.
- All right. Just this once.
This shit happens again,
blackmail ain't gonna help you.
I can't protect you after this.
- Let me get you a drink.
- You asshole.
- Look at you.
Ain't changed a lick.
Maybe a little uglier.
Ain't you going to invite me in?
- Hoo-wee, it's
been a long time.
So how long you been out and
you ain't come to see me?
- Been busy.
- Hmm, that's what I hear.
Kelly says you was
down at the Hideaway,
asking about Lissy.
- How's she doing?
- Just let me worry about her.
Pere... Perelandra?
You getting all egghead on me?
Hey, you remember the
time that we stacked
all those beer cans
up on your daddy's TV
and then we took
turns swinging at it?
- Yeah, except you missed.
Busted the shit outta
your daddy's Magnavox.
- He beat the tar outta me.
How can I help you, Harry?
- Oh, I'm glad
you asked me that.
You got something
that belongs to me.
- Money's long gone.
Cofield took every penny.
- Oh did he now?
- I was there.
I watched him cross
over into Jellico.
That's the last I seen him.
- Well, now I know that's
what you told the press
and the cops.
But, see, I never
believed that story.
Because, see, you was the
greediest one of the whole bunch
and there ain't no way in
hell you would've let Cofield
light out with all that cash.
- I was scared, man.
I figured that if
he had the money,
the cops would go
after him and not me.
I come home and there's a
shit load of cherry-toppers
in my driveway.
- So he sold you out, huh?
- Maybe.
- That is about 10 pounds of
horse shit in a 5 pound bag.
I think you know
exactly what happened.
And it had nothing
to do with Cofield
riding off into
the sunset, did it?
- That was 13 years ago.
That shit's over and done with.
- You're a changed
man. You and Birdy.
Done found Jesus.
You done got washed in
the blood of the Lamb.
See, the problem is,
the blood doesn't wash
away what you owe.
- I ain't in debt to you.
- Au contraire.
See, we made a pact.
We was all gonna split
that money up four ways.
Now, in my mind, when a
man makes pact, it stands
and it don't matter no
nevermind how many years pass.
- From what I hear, you
own half the county.
What do you need more money for?
Look, I wish I could
help you, Harry.
- I'm gonna get my money.
Maybe not today.
Maybe not tomorrow.
But I'm gonna get what's mine.
Whoa, you should have
seen your face right then.
- I'd like to see Alyssa.
- Oh, I bet you would.
- Look, I appreciate you
helping her out and everything.
- Helping her out?
You make it, I don't know,
sound like I just, I don't know,
bought her some school
books or shit like that.
I raised that girl.
- And I appreciate all
you done. All the same...
- You have a good
day, Bobby boy.
- How's it coming?
- Levantando a los muertos.
My daughter, she
ain't picking up.
- She probably don't
know it's you calling.
Don't have you saved
on her contacts.
How old is she?
- Seventeen.
- That's it then. Ninas don't
talk anymore, they text.
- Text?
- Si, text.
- Sweet pea? ...the hell?
I gotta teach you everything?
- I reckon.
- Sweet pea... You know
what my wife would've done
if she seen that shit?
- I thought she left you.
- She came back.
- Well, that's good, right?
- And she checks my phone
at least 12 times a day.
So don't be sending me
no more texts, okay.
- So what do I do?
- You gotta pull up the
names on your contact list.
Since you're an asshole,
you ain't got no contacts.
But I'm going to add a
Alyssa under one condition.
You got to promise me
that you'll just keep this
between you and
Alyssa, understand?
No Harry --
- What do I want with Harry?
- Nothing.
No how you doing?
No long time no see, nothing.
You have to promise that
you're gonna keep this
between you and your daughter.
- Of course.
- All right, she's in there now.
So when you ready
to send a message,
all you gotta do is type the
message and then click send.
- Phones can do all
kinds of things, huh?
- Oh shit, you can watch TV,
watch movies, play video games.
You can check the
weather in Beijing.
- Why would I want to do that?
- Well, I'm just
saying you can do it.
You can take pictures,
record voices, just like --
- No shit, I ain't stupid.
No shit, I ain't stupid.
I really sound like that?
- It's worse in person.
- I am stupid.
- All right, it's ready to send.
- I think it worked.
- You did it.
- I did it.
That's the hardest
thing I ever did.
- There's hope for you yet.
- I'll try to give you details,
but you know, I was
kind of out of it.
- Hmm.
- It was a blur, but he
got to wailing on me.
So I grabbed my blade
and I stuck him.
- Did he leave
anything else behind?
- Nothing I seen.
- Well, what do you think he
was after? Drugs? Electronics?
- Have you seen my TV?
And no, I ain't got no drugs.
- All right, well he
was after something.
Think you might have known him?
Maybe one of those men
you got working for you.
- No, it wasn't them.
I didn't see their face,
but I know who sent them.
Harry Casper.
- Well, what makes you say that?
- Cause he paid me
a visit yesterday.
Made some threats.
- Such as?
- Just that he wanted money
and he was gonna get
it one way or another.
- Money... The
First Federal money?
- He thinks I still got
it, but that was ages ago.
Ricky Cofield took
it back in the day.
- Then why would Harry Casper
come out here looking for it?
- I don't know.
- You get a good
look at the truck?
- Dodge Ram, I think.
- Ram... License plate?
- Truck was blue, I saw that.
Hey, are you kin to Dick Gray?
- My uncle.
- I thought you favored him.
Old Dick hauled me off to county
more times than I care to admit.
How's he doing?
- He passed.
I'll tell you what I'm gonna do.
I'm gonna do the best I
can with the information
you've given me and the
evidence that we collected.
- So, that's it?
What am I supposed to do?
Just hang out like
a lump on a log?
Wait for them to come back?
- Maybe they won't.
- Oh they will, sure as shit.
Harry don't quit when
he wants something.
- That's assuming that
Harry is behind --
- I have no doubt.
- Then I suggest
you get yourself
a good home security system.
- That's it?
- Unless you wanna give me
the whole story, Mr. Hawkins,
there ain't a lot
more that I can do.
- The whole story, I
told you everything.
- Okay, well I can't
figure why you'd insist
that Harry Casper is
hellbent on harassing you
if there ain't more to it all.
- I am the victim here.
- I'll write it up.
- You do that.
- Have a good one.
- Shit.
- Well?
- Well, he thinks
Casper's involved.
- What do you think?
- I don't know yet.
- What's to know?
There is power, power
Wonder working power
In the blood of the Lamb
There is power, power
Wonder working power
In the precious
blood of the Lamb
- Folks say to me, "Pastor,
what I do in private
is my own business.
Long as I don't hurt nobody."
But now the scripture says
there is nothing hidden
that will not be revealed.
And there is no
secret that's kept,
that will not come to light.
- Alyssa...
- I know you?
- I'm Bobby... your dad.
- Look what we got here.
- Harry.
- Get in the car.
Go.
Something I can do for you?
- Next time you want
to send a message,
you might wanna
bring it yourself
instead of sending your boys.
- That's the Bobby I remember.
- Take care of yourself now.
- Bobby! You made it.
You coming to church now?
- Probably not.
- Everything all right?
- Birdy, come on.
I don't wanna end
up like Terry Malloy
In a cab carrying
on bout how
- Turn that shit back on.
- I got a headache.
- Something you wanna say to me?
- Was that really my dad?
- You got nothing to
do with Bobby Hawkins.
You understand me?
- Ow!
- Do you understand?
- Okay.
- Well, well, well,
look-ee who we got here.
Can I get you anything?
We got any sippy cups?
- Heard you paid your old
buddy Bobby Hawkins a visit.
- Not against the law, is it?
- No. He said you
made him some threats.
Funny thing is he was
assaulted outside his home
later that night.
Any connection there?
- You tell us,
you're the police.
- What happened here?
- Fell outta my tree stand.
- What were you doing
in your tree stand?
- I was trying to
bag an eight pointer.
What do you think?
- It ain't deer season.
- Well... I was...
- Trevor, shut up.
- Hawkins said he saw a
vehicle leaving the scene,
a blue pickup, kind of
like that one out front.
Does that seem odd to you?
- A blue pickup in
Franklin County?
No, it doesn't.
- Girl, you gonna do
anything or just harass us?
- Funny you should ask...
One of the intruders left
some blood on Hawkins' lawn.
Lab has it now.
Same lab that has your
sample from the rape charge
back in '16.
So I find a match
between that sample
and the one from Hawkins' lawn.
Then, yeah, I'm
gonna do something.
I don't know what grievance
you still have with
Bobby Hawkins,
but you keep poking him
and you're bound to
stir up a shit storm.
It's not gonna be
good for anybody.
Hawkins is just trying
to start over up there.
You leave him alone.
- Let me get this straight,
are you suggesting we throw
him a housewarming party?
- I told you, Harry.
Don't make me tell you again.
- Baby.
- Momma.
- You want something to eat?
- I'm good.
- Help me out here.
- This a new one?
- I've done this one before.
For some reason, it just
never gets any easier.
- Ask you a question?
- Yeah, fire away.
- My dad... what's he like?
- What's he like?
Well, he was up at
LaGrange for about 10 years
and never lifted a
finger to contact you.
What's that tell you?
- I remember, though,
when I was just little,
he used to play the harmonica
to help me fall asleep.
Remember that?
- Yeah.
Well.
- I think I wanna talk to him.
- Suit yourself.
You're gonna be disappointed.
- Right.
Well... I'll leave you to it.
- Well, hey, you just got here.
Stay and help me.
- I got some things to do.
- What do you got to do?
Hey... You got anything?
- I ain't got nothing.
- Bullshit. I know
Harry hooks you up.
Come on, baby... just
a little something?
- Sorry, momma.
- Hell, my dad's been
locked up a bunch of times.
- At least you know him.
- I guess.
- Is he cool?
- I don't know.
He's all right.
At least your dad's trying.
I mean, he called you.
- So, what, you'd call him back?
- All right.
One for you, one for me.
All right.
So...
You look so big.
- I ain't a baby no more.
- Thanks for coming.
- So you really
can't go nowhere?
- Ah... grocery and church.
- That's about all.
Rat in a cage.
- Sweet pea... Why'd
you call me that?
- Your momma never told you?
- She never talked
much about you.
- Well, when you were
born, we wrapped you up
and you looked just like
a little pea in a pod.
So...
How's Harry treating you?
- All right.
To tell you the truth, I ain't
really sure why I'm here.
- Hey, you like books?
- Sure.
- I read a lot in LaGrange,
as you might imagine.
You like science fiction?
That Harry Potter shit?
- I like fantasy.
- Oh, shit, I got that.
There's this space
trilogy. You'd love it.
There's this kid who goes to
Mars and finds out that Earth
has been cast out
of the solar system.
This guy, Ransom, he fights an
evil force to restore Earth.
Let me see... listen to this.
"The smells in the
forest were beyond all
that he had ever conceived.
To say that they
made him feel hungry
and thirsty would be misleading.
They created a new kind
of hunger and thirst,
a longing that seemed to
flow over from the body
into the soul..."
What's the matter?
- I gotta go.
- I'd like to see you
again. I mean, if you want.
Well, at least take
the book, it's good.
- Hell is this?
- A book.
- Oh, no shit.
Where'd you get it?
Went and seen him, didn't you?
Now what did I tell
you about that?
- I just --
- Oh I just, I just what?
Let me ask you something.
Who do you think it was that
kept a roof over your head,
ever since you was yay high?
See, I know what
is best for you.
And he's got nothing
to say in the matter.
Now what part of that
does your little pea brain
not understand?
- I just wanted to meet him.
- What for?
- I got a right.
- You what?
- I got a right to
see him if I want.
- Oh, you got a right...
You got a right to do
exactly what I say.
- Screw you, Harry.
- Now listen, everything
you got, everything you are
is because of me, and
don't ever forget it.
- How you doing, Mr. Hawkins?
- I'm doing.
- Your daughter around?
- Why?
- Apparently, she
ran off last night.
- Well, she hadn't
come around here.
You check with her mother?
- Yeah, she ain't
been by there neither.
But I wouldn't worry.
- You wouldn't, huh?
- No, you know how kids are.
She probably got pissed at Harry
and ran off to a
friend's for a few days.
But she comes by, you
let me know, okay?
- Shit.
- Give it a couple
days, she'll show up.
- Hell, it's my fault,
I let Harry raise her.
I got no right to be concerned.
- Sure you do, she's your kid.
I need your help, Birdy.
You're right.
Alyssa is my blood, I don't
care if I'm stuck out here.
I ain't gonna let him hurt her.
- What do you need me to do?
- I need you to go to Harry
and tell him he don't
run things no more.
- Bobby, I don't want to
get caught up in no war.
- Just give him the message.
You owe me that.
- Have a seat, Birdy.
So, you come here
to save my soul?
- Ain't nothing like that.
- That's good cause you'd
be wasting your time.
But now you gotta tell me
why you're here wasting mine.
- Bobby Hawkins sent me.
- You're Bobby's pigeon now.
- He'd have come
himself if he could.
- You got balls, Birdy,
I'll tell you that, you do.
But, you know, coming
here on Bobby's behalf,
I can't tell whether that's
really brave or really stupid.
- Bobby's just worried about
his little girl is all.
- Sounds like an accusation.
- Nothing like that.
- Well then, tell me
what it is like, Birdy.
- Bobby just don't think
she's safe here is all.
- Well, that's none
of Bobby's business.
Sure as hell ain't
none of yours.
- Shoot, Harry.
Back in the day, he took
the fall for all of us.
If it hadn't been for Bobby,
you and me both would've done
a lot more time than we did.
We all robbed that place.
But you and me did
three piddly years.
Knowing that he was in
there that whole time,
I don't know about you,
but that killed me.
- So, what, you think
we owe him something?
Let me ask you something, Birdy.
You say Bobby's so concerned
about his little girl.
Just exactly what does
he intend to do about it?
- He just says to tell you
that he ain't afraid to
tussle if it comes to that.
Listen, I ain't trying
to stir nothing up.
It's what he said.
- Come in my house uninvited.
Call me an unfit guardian.
Pass along a threat.
And you ain't trying
to stir nothing up?
- You ain't my enemy, Harry.
- Birdy, Birdy...
I really thought you were
smarter than this, I really did.
I mean, you went and
got yourself on the
straight and narrow
but you haven't got the sense
God gave a three-legged
coon dog who's lost his nose
and ought to be put down.
- Please don't
shoot the messenger.
- Don't worry, Birdy...
I ain't gonna shoot you.
- To think we used
to be friends.
- Stooges.
- What?
- Stooges.
- Boys, show him what we
do to uninvited guests.
- Morning. What are
you girls doing?
- Just walking.
- Why don't you get in the car?
- We ain't done nothing.
- Oh, you're not in trouble.
I promise. There's some
people worried about you.
Come on.
Mr. Hawkins.
- What's going on?
- We, uh... we pulled
Lawrence Birdwhistle's car
out of Benson
Creek this morning.
- Where is he?
- He was inside, he
was beat to death.
His wife said y'all
spoke the other day.
What'd you talk about?
- You think I had
something to do with it?
- No one is saying that.
- Birdy was my friend.
If you want to know
what happened to him,
why don't you ask Harry Casper?
- I intend to.
- And why aren't y'all out
there looking for my daughter?
- Alyssa's home, I picked
her up this morning.
She's over at Harry's now.
- Hell, then she's in more
trouble than she ever was.
- Harry Casper is
her legal guardian,
there is nothing we
can do about that.
- There's nothing you can
do about anything, is there?
What good are them badges
if y'all are all
working for Harry?
- Well, what good is this badge
if you won't tell
me what you know
that'll help me bring him in?
- I told you... I
ain't hiding nothing.
- Sorry to hear
about your friend.
- Who knows what
he's gonna do next?
I gotta get Alyssa out of there.
- And how you gonna do that?
The second you leave,
every black and white
in the county is
gonna be on your ass.
What good you gonna
do her back in prison?
- I gotta do something.
- Bobby, let the cops
take care of this.
- The cops.
- They're your best
friends right now.
- Some friends.
- Let them do their job.
- They did their job,
and Birdy's dead.
I ain't gonna sit around
and wait for the same thing
to happen to Alyssa.
- You ain't got
a lot of options.
- I thought you were on my side.
- I ain't on nobody's side.
My job is to keep you
out of prison, that's it.
These days, you ain't
making that very easy.
- Alyssa?
It's your... Bobby Hawkins.
Listen, can you come out here?
I'd like to talk to you.
Yeah.
- What do you want?
- Listen, I know Harry's
got a hold on you.
Believe it or not,
he had the same hold
on me back in the day.
- Nobody's got no hold on me.
- Then get out of there.
- And go where?
- Here. Come stay with
me. You'll be safe.
- I don't even know you.
- For the longest time,
I sat up there in
that rock thinking
I wasn't worthy or something
to be your daddy, you know?
Like you were better
off without me.
Figured you felt the same,
so I stopped writing.
- You never wrote me.
- I wrote you two
years straight.
- I never got no letters.
- You may want to ask
your mom about that.
All I'm asking is that
you give me a chance.
- You had your chance.
Harry's right, he's the only
one ever gave a shit about me.
- Harry only cares about Harry.
- Cares more than you ever did.
Ever since you come around,
everything's gone to shit.
And I don't want no part of it.
- What do you want?
- I just want things
to go back to normal.
- Back to him
smacking you around?
- You don't get it, do you?
I'm glad you got that
thing on your ankle.
I don't ever wanna
see you again.
I don't want you to call me.
You was never my dad and
you're never gonna be.
- What's on your mind, sugar?
- I know you're
working for Harry.
They got you keeping
an eye on me.
It's all right.
You're just doing
what you gotta do.
- Bobby...
- You know what's fucked up?
I had a plan.
Soon as I got out, I was
gonna get what was mine
and get the hell outta
here and never look back.
Then I saw Alyssa and
all this shit went down.
I thought I never wanted to
see her again, but I was wrong.
I just didn't know it.
You got kids?
- Two. Boy and a girl.
- So you know.
- Everything I do is for them.
- They ever have bad dreams?
- About every other night.
- I have this dream sometimes.
I'm underground, buried
but I'm still alive.
And these snakes
break through the dirt
and they wrap around me.
The crazy thing is, I
don't try to fight it.
- What do you mean?
- I deserve it.
I belong there with the snakes.
- You done your time.
What are you still paying for?
- What are you still doing here?
- Oh, what you,
you want me to go?
- I mean here in Devil's Hollow.
If you could get outta
here, go anywhere,
what would you do?
- Pack up my kids.
Go down to Clearwater.
- Do it.
- I can't.
- Take your kids,
and get outta here.
- You just going to
up and skedaddle, huh?
- I'm tired of all this.
- Well, at least have one
last drink with your boy.
- I really gotta go.
- Sit.
What in that pretty
little head of yours
makes you think it's
going to be that easy?
You owe me.
- I done paid you
everything I owe.
We're square.
- We're square when I say so.
- I'm serious, Trevor.
- Oh, I know you are.
- Don't!
- Now, where'd you get this?
- Hawkins gave it to her.
- Oh hell yeah.
- Hello? Alyssa?
Hello? Shit.
- Help!
- Alyssa!
- Hey, Bobby boy.
I know you got my money.
You wanna see Lissy again,
you're gonna bring me that cash.
- Alyssa!
- I'll kill this
little bitch, Bobby.
You know I will, just
like I done Birdy.
- You touch her, I will rip
your fucking throat out!
- Oh, I'd like to see that.
Thirty minutes. Old Crow Quarry.
Show up a second late,
well, you know what happens
when you disappoint.
- Alyssa! Shit!
- Bobby.
- Hey, buddy.
- Sheriff's got the whole
damn county looking for you.
You're not getting away.
- I ain't trying to.
- Well, then stop. Whatever's
going on, we'll figure it out.
- Harry's got Alyssa.
He's gonna kill her
if I don't get there.
- Where? I'll come to you.
Where you going, Bobby?
- Here it is.
- Hell yeah, it is.
Been waiting a
long time for that.
- Hand her over.
- Hey, girl, come
on out of the car.
You always were a
dumb son of a bitch.
She duped you. She lied to you.
It's the only way I could
get you to come out here.
Oh, Bobby, I knew
you had this money.
Cofield, he never ran
off to Jellico, did he?
- We were fighting
over the cash.
Before I knew it, he drew on me
so I shot him first.
- Ha! Damn, son.
- And you killed Birdy.
- Well, I ain't gonna lie
about it, it was unfortunate.
But had to be done
though, I guess.
- He was a good man.
He didn't deserve to
be beat like a dog.
- Bobby, in this world nobody
gets what they really deserve.
- So, it's just the two of us --
- Bobby, you really are
a dumb son of a bitch.
Say hello to Birdy
and Cofield for me.
- Stop!
- Oh, now you're gonna shoot me?
- Drop it.
- Or what?
You're not gonna shoot anybody.
Adios, Bobby.
- Put it down.
- Bobby, you hold on, you
hold on now, you hold on.
- Probation 45, shots fired!
I have two suspects down.
I need backup and
medical services now.
- You was right.
These things can
do it all nowadays.
We were fighting over the cash.
Before I knew it, he drew on me
so I shot him first.
- Ha! Damn, son.
- And you killed Birdy.
- I ain't gonna lie about
it, it was unfortunate.
But had to be done
though, I guess.
- He was a good man.
He didn't deserve to
be beat like a dog.
- Bobby, in this world nobody
gets what they really deserve.
- [Bobby] I don't know
where to start really.
Hell, you don't even know me.
So I don't expect
you to forgive me
for all the things I've done.
Just know that everything
I do from here on out,
it's for you.
Sometimes I'm
into the picture
And sometimes
I'm into the sign
Sometimes I'm into
the faces flashing by
In the windowshield frame
And license plates
don't mean nothing
County lines, little more
And the only time that
I know I'm flying high
That's when I'm
inside the door
And I'm walking to find
that good peace of mind
I'm walking to roll away
And I hope that some
time I leave it behind
Like I hope I might
see you some day
And sometimes I talk
to the strangers
And sometimes I
talk to myself
Sometimes I find an old
friend I thought at first
Was somebody else
And everyone gets
to have something
If it's only some
pretty thought
Something that only
belongs to them
Something that just
can't be bought
And I'm walking to find
that good peace of mind
I'm walking to roll away
And I hope that some
time I leave it behind
Like I hope I might
see you some day
And I'm walking to find
that good peace of mind
I'm walking to roll away
And I hope that some
time I leave it behind
Like I hope I might
see you some day