Ozark (2017) s04e14 Episode Script

1 Ruth! Ruth.
I don't care how many people you send at me.
I'm not fucking laundering.
I don't care.
I don't need you to anymore.
Well, I'm pretty fucking busy here.
Okay.
Did you get enough, uh, mud on you? - Just tell me what you fucking want.
- Yeah.
You gotta help me get my kids back.
Oh, God.
You gotta be fucking kidding me.
I'm not.
Javi's mom knows that Navarro did not kill Javi, and she wants answers.
Unless you help me get my kids back, I'm gonna tell her exactly what happened.
You're really willing to get me killed.
I didn't shoot Javi.
And why am I responsible for your family? Because I don't know what else to do.
Wendy has checked herself in to the same fucking hospital that Ben was in.
Says she's not leaving until she gets her kids back.
- That's not my business.
- The fuck it isn't.
You killed Javi.
You refuse to launder, and you stole Jonah and made it so that you might be the only person he'll actually still listen to.
So it's all your business.
And what if he doesn't listen to me? I don't know.
Fucking kidnap him.
Kill Wendy's dad.
I don't give a fuck what you do, but if my kids get in that van and they go to North Carolina, I'm telling Javi's mom everything.
Is this you? Or Wendy? Where is Wendy? Is everything okay? Uh, yeah, there's There's so much work to be done for the foundation event, we decided to divide and conquer.
So what is this? Am I being divided, or am I being conquered? And your kids? - Are they still out of the house? - Yeah.
So we can speak freely? Yeah.
Yeah, um, so, uh, these are the numbered accounts.
Uh, they can be accessed directly by you or by anyone that you need to pay to facilitate your end.
What about my brother? Uh, the FBI has agreed to transfer him, and and he won't get any warning.
Um, Camila, if If something were to happen to him while they were moving him to the new location, if he were to try to escape and be killed, for example… it would just be considered fate.
I am not putting anything into motion until I speak with the FBI, and they will give me their assurances face-to-face.
That's exactly what your brother said once.
He was a good boss.
That meeting's being set.
Tell me again about the day my son died.
Uh, there's just not that much to tell, Camila.
You know, um, we had that meeting with Javi in the morning.
It was a good meeting.
Wendy and I did some work to try to set up that move to Chicago, and, uh, and then we had dinner with Clare that night, went back to the hotel.
Next day, came home, right here.
Are you having second thoughts? No.
Good.
Individually, a meerkat may resemble a squirrel, standing less than one-foot high and weighing a mere two pounds… Excuse me, Mrs.
Byrde.
You have a visitor.
I had to see what was bullshit and what wasn't.
- At least you're really here.
- I'm sure that makes you very satisfied.
If I do what I need to do, that's gotta be enough.
I can't control whether they stay with you.
I don't know what you're talking about.
Wh Marty told me, if I didn't keep your kids from going to North Carolina, he'd tell Javi's mom that I killed him.
Of course that makes you happy.
What do you want from me, Ruth? I want you to promise that if I do my part, the rest is on you.
You're their mom.
If they don't wanna be with you, I can't control that.
So, if I keep my end, you'll tell Marty to call off narco bitch.
I promise.
Your dad's a real piece of shit, by the way.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry about yours.
Just how bad is it in here? Bad.
But it's bearable, right? Everything's bearable.
You were right.
If I'd have just left him here, he'd still be alive.
Have Mom and Dad tried to talk you into going to the gala? They know we're leaving beforehand.
Yeah, I just I just figured, it's a really big deal, and you helped make it all possible.
It's okay if part of you wishes we were going.
I don't wish that.
Hi.
I thought you and I should share a drink, seeing as how you're leaving tomorrow.
It's a little early, isn't it? For Ben.
So, what was it about you that got Ben over the blonde hump, anyway? Oh, I don't know.
Well, I guess I got lucky.
You know, small town and he didn't have that many girls to choose from.
I used to get on him that he liked loose women.
Well, I couldn't condone it.
Didn't blame him, mind you.
Young man, after all.
Right.
And it's pretty hard to get down on a boy, when his own sister, uh, well… Hmm.
Nah, trust me.
You don't gotta hold your tongue when it comes to Wendy.
Yeah.
Let's just say she had a reputation.
Hmm.
Well, you beat her.
How's that? You won.
You got Jonah and Charlotte.
Right.
Yeah, that's right.
And for what it's worth, every beating I ever got from my daddy, I knew it was my fault.
We could use more people like you in the congregation.
These days, it is a much softer scripture than I remember.
Hmm.
So, uh, did Ben get whupped? You know, we both know how he was.
Ben embarrassed the family.
It wasn't his fault.
That was just a glitch.
The hard part is having that one child that causes you shame.
Hmm.
And, uh, then you look to the other one, supposed to be better, and she's even worse.
So, uh… So tell me, what are you gonna do when it turns out Jonah's a mini Marty, and Charlotte's a little fucking Wendy? They'll get in line.
And then they'll be gone, right? - That's the nature of parenting.
- Hmm.
You don't even fucking want them, do you? - I don't like that kind of language.
- I don't care.
Have I done something to offend you? No, it's just the truth.
You don't give a flying fuck about Jonah or Charlotte.
Well, I won't be spoken to that way by some… What? By you.
I'd like you to leave now, please.
I'll leave if you tell me why you went to court for kids you don't even fucking want.
How about "fuck her"? Is that language you can understand? She was a slut… …and an embarrassment.
And she deserves to feel every bit of shame that I felt.
Now you have a blessed fucking day.
What do you think you're doing? You're gonna tell Jonah and Charlotte they can't come with you.
I'll do no such thing.
Now, they're about to be running here, and when they do, you're gonna tell them exactly what you just told me, or I'll shoot you in your fucking head.
That one.
Grandpa.
What the fuck's going on here? Anything in your pockets, in the tray.
Shoes with laces, in the box.
This is messed up.
You know that, right? I know.
So, you know, just because we're here does not mean that we're staying.
I-I know.
I know.
Just, please.
Um… When Ruth came by earlier… …she told me that it was her fault that Ben was dead.
She said that if she had just left him in here, he'd still be alive.
And… I need you to know how clearly I know she's wrong.
It's my fault.
All of it.
I mean, in the end, I don't know.
I don't know I don't know what more I could have done.
I mean, I have thought about it.
I have thought about it a thousand times.
He he would have gotten us all killed.
But we we We should never have been there.
And the truth is, Ben is dead… because I am selfish, and I trapped him.
I knew what our life was.
I knew who he was.
I should never have let him stay.
He was planning to go, and I asked him to stay because I wanted him around.
And I wanted to believe it could all be different.
Actually, even that's bullshit.
I did it because I was mad at your dad.
And by keeping Ben around… I could prove I was in control.
And I have been trying to control the both of you too.
So… you need to do whatever you're gonna do.
Your dad and I were trying to build something for all of us, and I promise I will not trap you inside it.
I'm not gonna lie and say I don't want you to stay, because I do.
I mean, I want you to stay so much it makes my teeth hurt, but… …if you want to go… please… go.
And I promise you, I will love you just as much.
How'd it go? You really didn't have to threaten Ruth.
Well, I'm not saying that I love you unconditionally, but we have been through a shitload of conditions, and I'm still here.
God, I love his voice.
We're all set for the FBI tomorrow.
Oh, joy.
What's their temperature? Does it get above chilly? Well, they'll be there anyway.
Mm-hmm.
That is true.
Forty-eight more hours.
I'm calling the moving company this afternoon.
Whenever.
You know Jonah and I are packed.
Too soon? - Yeah, much.
- Okay.
Oh, um, we found an old stack of hundreds from the Blue Cat wall.
We left it there for someone to find one day.
We put it in the Bible.
Well, that'll go unfound for a long time.
How's the top of the Belle looking? Incredible and we've doubled our table space to handle all the RSVPs.
Don't worry.
You don't have to go if you don't want to.
Hmm.
Dad! You okay? You all right? You okay? Go slow.
Go slow.
Go slow.
- You okay, honey? - Yeah.
Go slow.
Careful.
Careful.
Wendy? Wendy? Hey.
Wendy, can you hear me? Shit.
Wendy.
Hey, hey, hey.
Can you hear me? God damn.
Help! Guys, help me! Hey, hey.
Wait, hang on.
Can you hear me, honey? Hey, you okay? Gimme this hand.
Slowly, gently.
Gently, baby.
You okay? Come on.
Help me out with that leg.
Just stay right there.
Just lean against the car.
You okay? You okay? Yeah.
Hi, there.
Hey, why don't you guys go? Go on and lie down.
I'll I'll be in, in a minute.
Is everything okay? Yeah, yeah, yeah, um… we just got in a little bit of a car accident.
Well, but you're all unharmed.
Well, we're a bit bruised.
We're a little jumpy, but… …we're okay.
Navarro wants to see you.
Nelson is missing.
He's missing? How? It's not like him.
Omar is very agitated about it, and, uh, he knows there are some messages I just won't deliver.
I think that's why he's asked me to fetch you.
Yeah, um, not a problem.
I just I-I gotta I gotta run a quick errand first.
I won't be long, okay? It's not healthy to be around so much death.
No, we're all We're all perfectly okay.
You're You're lying to yourself.
You're overreaching.
Again.
How many times does God have to point at you before you take notice? I believe that accident was your last warning.
Oh, no.
It's an assurance that we're gonna make it out alive.
Hi.
Yeah? I need to know if Nelson is in the bottom of your pool.
God damn it.
God damn it! Look, it it's not your fucking problem.
It's all my fucking problem, Ruth.
You are always my problem.
Here's the situation.
Navarro knows that Nelson is dead, okay? Or at least, he's got a pretty good idea.
But the truth is, is that Navarro is about to be out of the picture.
So Wait, out of the picture how? Out out of the picture out of the picture.
 Just let me finish.
Navarro's about to be out of the picture, not in any position to hit back.
You're gonna be safe.
But I also understand if you don't trust me, so if you want, I've got the name of a PI that can give you a brand-new identity.
You've got money.
You could start clean.
I like my name.
Me too.
Uh, are are you sure Navarro's out? It's it's all in the works.
Um, there's there's one more thing.
We're all gonna meet with the FBI tomorrow, and they're gonna need assurances that they can continue to launder money out of the casino.
The fucking FBI? The fucking FBI, but it it's not a crime if they're sanctioning it, okay? Can you just can you sit with them tomorrow and hear them out, please? I always got time for my fucking government.
All right.
Um, uh, Jonah and Charlotte are are back home.
So, thank you for your help with that.
Yeah, well, you were gonna have me killed if I didn't, so… Anyway… …they deserve him less than they deserve you.
Thank you for coming on such short notice.
- Sounded like an emergency.
- Hmm.
I believe my sister was behind the attempt on my life.
Why would you think that? She came to see me.
She began talking about the past.
Reminiscing, so, she was saying goodbye.
- That could have been anything.
- Well, she's my sister, Wendy.
I know her.
What would you like us to do about it? You will call this number.
He will come from Chicago and take care of it.
I'm sorry.
Me too.
She is my sister, and I love her very much.
Did you hear about Nelson? This is how I knew that it was Camila, huh? She orders the first hit, and then she takes care of Nelson to prepare for a second try.
The work to get me out.
How does it go? - Good.
- Hmm? You've laundered enough? Everyone that needs to be paid in Mexico will be paid.
The SDN list? It's all set.
I will need you to step back in, Marty.
Go back to Mexico.
¿Sí? Of course.
Good.
Don't worry.
He believes us.
I am an old woman ♪ Named after my mother ♪ My old man is another ♪ Child that's grown old ♪ Look who decided to grace us with her presence.
If dreams were lightning ♪ Incoming! If thunder was desire ♪ Motherfucker, I will cut you! This old house Would have burned down ♪ A long time ago ♪ Hey, you two, shut the fuck up.
Both of you.
This is fucking beautiful.
Fucking Boyd.
Make me an angel ♪ That flies from Montgomery ♪ Make me a poster of an old rodeo ♪ Just give me one thing ♪ That I can hold on to ♪ To believe in this living ♪ Is just a hard way to go ♪ When I was a young girl ♪ - So you're really building it.
- Had me a cowboy ♪ Whatcha think? - Wasn't much to look at ♪ - I don't know.
It's weird.
Just a free rambling man ♪ Good weird? - Weird weird.
- That was a long time ♪ No matter how I try ♪ - Years just flew by ♪ - Who are you talking to? No one.
Talking to Wyatt, aren't you? Yeah.
Is he here right now? - Yeah.
- That I can hold onto ♪ Mind if I join you? To believe in this living ♪ Of course not.
Is a hard way to go ♪ Make me an angel ♪ - Whatcha think? Is it weird? - That flies from Montgomery ♪ Why do we have a pool? - You always need a pool.
- Make me a poster ♪ - We got a lake right here.
- Of an old rodeo ♪ You don't know the first thing about being rich.
- Just give me one thing ♪ - Hmm.
Maybe you can teach me.
That I can hold on to ♪ To believe in this living ♪ Is just a hard way to go ♪ I don't know, Ruth.
I thought the whole point was to stop laundering.
Start clean.
Well, it ain't a crime if you're doing it for the FBI.
You got a whole lot more faith in those fuckers than I do.
Oh, Cheryl, they're still adding RSVPs.
Think you can bring more tables out? - Sure.
We'll put 'em audience left.
- Great.
Those dickheads are lucky I got a work ethic as a preexisting condition.
Well, all we gotta do is hear them out.
Or… we could get the fuck out of here.
We talked about this.
How long before they find out? No one's finding that body.
And besides, Marty says if the deal goes through, that means Navarro won't be around to ask questions.
When I When I pulled the trigger, he stared at me like nothing in the world made sense.
Good.
I hope it was fucking painful too.
It wasn't like killing an animal, you know? He was a piece of shit.
Still.
He murdered my dad, and he murdered Ben.
I still killed a person.
No, you didn't.
You were never there.
Oh.
Hi, there.
Uh, you must be here for the meeting.
Every everyone is back in the, um… Good afternoon.
Your group is meeting back in the parlor.
If you, um… Camila Navarro Elizondro, this is, uh, Special Agent in Charge Clay, Executive Assistant Director Graves.
So you're aware… …Mr.
Navarro is being transferred this evening.
Hiya, Harry.
Why, Ruth.
Well, this meeting is getting, uh, eclectic.
Hmm.
Are all the swinging dicks already here? Well, that's not a characterization I'd offer, but, um… …yes.
This is Rachel Garrison and Ruth Langmore.
Uh, these are Agents Clay and Graves, and that is Camila Elizondro.
Uh, Ruth and Rachel are gonna be taking over operations for the Missouri Belle, and they're well aware of our mission.
Um, in fact, I-I taught Ruth the protocols myself.
Before we start, I just wanna say the last FBI agent my partner worked with fucked her up inside out.
Got her strung out.
So, we'd like an apology before we agree to sit down and talk about any of this shit.
On behalf of the Federal Bureau of Investigation, I'd like to apologize for our treatment of you.
Um, no, thank you.
I-I appreciate that.
These are papers guaranteeing your freedom from prosecution as a cooperating witness.
Ms.
Elizondro, our agreement will be verbal but binding.
Shall we sit? No celebrating yet.
Sam, what are you doing? Well, uh, moving to North Carolina.
Well, I can see that.
Annalise thinks it would be a good idea.
Says she can, uh, teach me how to be grateful.
Hmm.
I'm sure she'll be willing to teach you a lot of things.
So… I guess this is… Fond farewell.
Yeah.
Thanks for always having my back.
Thank you.
We'll see you.
Hey, congratulations on Sam.
I mean, you managed to save at least one lost soul.
What do you want, Wendy? - I-I'm not I'm not here to fight.
- Then what? Our foundation has made a very generous donation to the site dedicated to finding Ben.
There is a healthy stipend in perpetuity until he's found.
I'd like you to be in charge.
You can afford to continue your work.
Or any other work you see fit.
Goodbye, Wendy.
Safe trip.
You get everything you wanted.
Get to be the grieving father.
You have money.
You have status in your church.
You just don't get to hurt me.
I suppose you're proud of yourself.
Not at all.
Hi.
Hi.
Hey.
Oh, Charlotte, you look beautiful.
Turn around.
Hey, Mom.
Hi.
I'll I'll get dressed.
Excuse me.
Nice turnout.
Congratulations.
Has anyone backed out? Oh, not only has no one backed out, we're still fielding requests.
This whole place smells like freshly minted money.
Are most of the late additions local? A few, um, but you've also got this serious Rust Belt wave happening.
Well, tease me some names, just for a high.
Uh, DeGroot, Bedwell, Militti, Findley.
So we're bulletproof.
It's a goddamn coronation.
Is Schafer here? Yeah, he's downstairs trying his luck at the blackjack tables.
May I borrow you a sec? You're gonna wanna make a quiet exit.
What are you talking about? We've instructed our people in Michigan and Wisconsin to pull your voting machines.
You can't do that.
It's done.
No, you need me on this board if you want your foundation not to die on the fucking vine.
Please, Randall.
Have you looked upstairs? Oh, you should also know, we've talked to our very good friends at the FBI.
Our first anti-corruption partnership.
That's just blowback on you, Wendy Byrde.
Oh, we're way ahead of you there.
"Change starts at home.
" "Cleaning up our own house.
" Yada yada yada.
You know the drill.
You don't wanna do this.
Oh, but I do.
Without me, you don't stand a chance of getting anyone off the SDN list.
I'm well aware.
Up.
The hell is going on? You're being transferred.
Transferred where? Transferred.
Gimme your hands.
Where are you taking me? Let's go.
Tell me where you're taking me.
- This is for you.
- Thanks.
- All set? - Mm.
Are you gonna miss it? I'll miss the caves.
And the, uh, the crickets maybe.
And I'll miss being close to Buddy.
Are you gonna miss anything? If I'm being honest… I just can't believe it's over.
When we get back to Chicago, will you go to Portillo's with me for chocolate cake shakes? Do you really need to ask me that? Uh, Jack, I'm gonna need a couple more limes for Jenny.
Now, Jonah.
God damn.
You look like a grown-ass man in that suit.
You know, there's always a job for you here if you want it.
I'm actually thinking of going legit.
- Hmm.
- At least until I get through high school.
Here you go, Ruth.
Well, that sounds like a plan.
You decided where you're gonna live in Chicago? Well, we were talking about the northern suburbs, but I think - She's talking about northern - There you are.
- Hey.
- Congratulations are in order? - Oh, yeah.
Cheers.
- To all of us.
Yeah.
This is impressive.
- Hmm.
- It's just the beginning.
I'm glad you're here.
I've been thinking more and more about the day my son died.
Trying to make sense of it.
Is there anything you can remember about that day that seemed odd? There's nothing I can think of.
The reason I ask is that day in your office, when I brought up my son, you seemed to get nervous.
Did I? Well, I wouldn't know why.
You met him that afternoon, yes? Uh, the morning.
He called me that night, and he said he had made a deal for the stock options.
That's right.
I needed some time to think about it, and and we spoke on the phone that night.
Where were you that night? I had dinner with Marty and Wendy, and then I went home.
So you called him after your dinner? That's right.
'Cause he made it seem as if he was going to see you.
No, no, it was much too late.
You're saying he was lying? Of course not.
It just sounds like it was a miscommunication.
Right.
Hear me very clearly.
I'm about to take over for my brother.
You know our business.
I suppose this must be frightening for you.
If you know something about the day my son died that you haven't told me, I will forgive you this one time.
If I find out later that there's something you aren't telling me now, well… I'll have someone slash you from your cunt to your chin.
It was Ruth Langmore.
The girl here? In the casino? Javi killed her cousin.
She followed him to my office, and she shot him.
I'm sorry.
I didn't know what to do.
I had my I had my head of security take care of the body.
- I am so sorry.
- Did you know? - I didn't tell anyone.
- Of course not.
I was terrified.
I was I was sure I would be killed.
You're close to that girl.
You see that blonde in the bar? If you warn her, if I even sense someone's following me… I'll kill all of you.
Now… do you see those kids? If their parents even cross eyes with the blonde… I'm sorry.
- What the fuck are we supposed to do? - I don't know.
Okay.
Okay, okay, we can fix this.
We can fix this.
We have the number of Navarro's hit man.
We can call the hit on Camila.
Not gonna matter.
They're moving Navarro tonight.
He's not gonna survive.
Okay, so we we call the FBI.
We ask them to cancel the transfer.
Okay, and then what? We've got no way to get Navarro off the SDN list 'cause we lost Schafer.
Marty.
You really need me to say it? Anything we try to do, Wendy, is gonna be suicide.
There you are.
People are asking for you.
Yeah.
- Thanks.
I'll be right back.
- Here you go.
I think I'm gonna get out of here before people start making fucking speeches.
You are not finishing my cold pizza, or I'll hate you forever.
You got it.
Drive safe.
Thank you so much.
Yeah, yeah.
- I lost him.
Do you see him? - Just look at me.
Look at me.
Talk to me.
I'm scared I'll lose you.
You won't.
You won't.
What if this is too much to bear? It won't be.
Where are we going? Gotta take a piss.
Take one for me.
Come here.
Come here.
There's a car half a mile up the road.
It will take you to a plane.
Let's go.
Good.
This is Officer Silva.
Got an officer down, prison escapee.
Hello.
How'd you find out? Clare Shaw told me.
I'm not sorry.
Your son was a murdering bitch.
And now I know where he got it from.
Well, are you gonna fucking do this shit or what? - I love you.
- I love you.
Marty.
I apologize for breaking in.
I, uh, just had to find my boy here.
But FYI, once I got him, I came right back outside.
I didn't wanna be intrusive.
Big night, huh? What do you want? I couldn't do my job.
Everything I've been dreaming about for four years, back on the force, Chicago PD, all I could think about was you people.
And then I started thinking… about this guy.
I mean, who doesn't ever fill a cookie jar? What's with that? And then why give it to a kid? Except, well, wait.
That kid loved your brother.
Your brother wanted to run away, raise goats, so I sort of got, uh… crazy obsessed with finding out what's inside this cookie jar, you know? If it's not cookies.
You know what the answer is? Evidence.
DNA.
I mean we're talking chunks, bone, maybe even teeth.
Oh, that must be one seriously old-ass crematorium you guys have.
- We can pay you.
- Anything you want.
I don't want your money.
Name your price.
You can change your life.
You can change anyone's life you want.
Except your money's toxic.
But it it won't be ours.
It it'll be yours.
Money doesn't know where it came from.
You don't get it, do you? You don't get to win.
You don't get to be the Kochs or the Kennedys or whatever fucking royalty you people think you are.
World doesn't work like that.
Since when?