(machine sound)
(engine roar)
(tires squeak)
(Laugh)
You just miss him, Dale.
It looks like your view is getting in the way a bit. (chuckles)
Oh, come on, man, let's go back.
I don't leave until I kill... something'.
Dude, that's... it's just a bunny.
(rustling)
asshole.
(Crow's voice)
(rustling)
(Panting)
(grunts) - Oh...
(Groans) (crackles)
Let go of me!
(strangled) Just say what you want!
You want money? I have money!
You have to tell me what you want!
I want you to remember Mary Anne DaRosa before you die.
I don't know what you're talking about!
You're the wrong person!
(Cracking) - Ouch! (Groans)
Don't you remember?
(chokes) Yeah.
Fuck! Yeah, I remember!
(Snorting) Aargh!
(Buk)
(Woman Screaming)
(Breathing heavily)
Are you a truck driver or something like that?
Something like that.
Hm.
So where is your destination?
- North. - Oh, Canada?
Not much can get to k canada.
Wait ...
You're not led to Hope, are you?
Straight on the road, exit 26.
You will know when you see it.
(Guntur)
(Bell Ring)
Hey ... <!-- i-->
Can I help you something?
Twenty dollars. Regular.
Is there a place to live around here?
Yeah, there's a motel down the street.
That name is Kirby.
You can... see that.
Varrett.
Ask Darcy at the motel.
He is cool.
Thank you.
Because you're not like a psychopath or something, are you?
Right.
(Bell Ring)
Right.
(exhale)
Karen Lee Matheson, 14.
Took a week's authority to ID his body.
Mary Anne DaRosa, 11, sama MO
Dale James Burrows.
I want 24-hour surveillance on this person.
Lamp.
Find this asshole. Fast.
Yes, you want to cancel the surveillance.
Why?
Someone just turned Dale Burrows into abstract art.
- When? - Almost 48 hours.
- Are they sure? - Pretty sure.
He's a damn pretzel.
Are they sure it's Burrows?
Oh yes. His hunting friends identified him as a body.
He's downstairs.
Everything is correct. Let's go.
caucasian. Man.
Destruction of the trachea, broken ribs, back, skull, legs.
Reason?
Fall. This obviously killed him.
But he was strangled first.
Whoever did it was really strong.
It was like being in the neck of a deputy.
This is our judge?
Fuck! You scared shit out of me.
Forgive me. Need room.
Thirty nights, cash ahead.
Stay through the weekend, tack on twenty.
No breaks for longer stays. Don't steal towels.
TV and radio run down, so don't try to steal the good guys.
Two nights.
Oke, Ryan ... (Sighs)
Varrett, welcome to the Palace.
You run this place alone?
It's just me.
What brought you to Hope?
Yeah.
Next building downstairs.
Thank you.
(Sighs) What the hell are you looking at?
(Barks)
Piss on my bike?
- Get away from here! (Barking)
(Whine)
(Cough)
What is this?
(groans)
(Clicking)
(Groans) (snort)
What do you see, huh?
Wait, wait, wait.
- We have a little problem here. - No longer.
Pick him up.
you know what? You must have some of the best health insurance in the world.
We will have to continue this conversation later.
(Varrett) Drayke.
So how is this job?
Are you just gonna text me?
Or do you want me to wait here?
(Laughs)
This guy's got some huevos .<!-- I-->
Hey, Drayke, are you gonna let him go or what?
(Laughs)
No, no, no, no, no.
He will get it.
Ooh, yeah.
That you GTX?
- Yup. - '68?
'68.
You know about cars?
My husband is a tooth-head. We have Mustangs.
what is the?
Widow. Not divorced.
Mustang is a good car.
Beat the hell out of it, things will keep going.
It keeps going.
Until not. (Sighs)
I do not drink.
Smoke?
Peanut health. Good for you.
- Cop '? - No
Skip tracker, bounty hunter, travel salesman.
- Am I missing something? - Jockey.
Yeah.
Where did you go?
See the sights.
Well, it won't be long.
(Snoring)
Drayke.
He's ready.
- Does he owe? - About a half grand.
The club is already floating him.
Let's even him out.
(Man) Oh, yeah! Come on! Let's get it goin'!
Drayke.
Do you know what a loser is?
Loser out of the American Civil War.
Fake soldiers injured
so they won't have to do their job.
Huh.
Drayke, I just need a little time.
Now, you won't try not to do your duty
'willing to pay the club, right?
I've never done that.
Here's what happened:
One round ...
with me.
I'll pumpkin your debt.
You look like you could scrap a bit.
- Drayke... - Shhh! Shh.
One round?
One round.
Your debt has been paid.
(Man) Good night! Good night. Whoo! Whoo! Whoo!
(Man 1) Come on, Drayke! Come on, come on.
(Man 2) Do it! (Man 1) Come on, let's go!
One round.
(cheering)
(groans)
(Snoring)
Yaargh! Oh!
Aah!
(Crowd cheering, shouting)
(groans)
Ooh! Argh!
(groans)
Aargh!
Yeah!
(Crackling) - Aargh!
(screams, shaking)
(Crowd rejan)
Aah!
(screams)
(groans)
Please... Ooh!
(Crowd shouts) (Man) Oh, yeah!
(Man) whooo! Yeah! Dia 'cracklin! Whoo!
(Man) He's pretty good for a fat boy!
So what do we do to her, huh?
Let him go.
How about 1,500?
(Man) That's easy! What else do you have?
He paid his debt.
I'll need you to check the lab.
Prospects that might suck 'over all the merch.
What? Now?
Yes, now.
Follow him.
You're going to want to leave it there for about five minutes.
(Cough)
- Yeah. - Yeah, I know. I know.
Yeah, again, it's gonna harden.
Truly. You know, I think we can... (Inhale)
take a little breakfast ... stop. (Breathing)
Yes, that's what I'm talking about.
Now go ahead and bag some of this shit, man.
I will let my brother know that we are ready for the next run, all right?
(Cough) Okay.
Hey, hey, you know that big fucker of today?
I heard he lived more at Darcy's house.
At the motel? (chuckles)
Okay.
(Insects chirping, dog barking)
Just shut up, Rex.
Hmm! Just wanted to say hey.
Well, what is it?
You've got new guests' stay here.
Big man. What's his name?
(Sighs) This is a motel ... people come and go.
- I don't know his name. - You're not lying?
No, I don't.
Hm.
You alone here?
What do you want, Rex?
Well, just say it
that I'm, uh, interested in the client, all right?
Yeah, well, Paris Hilton just checked.
(chuckles) That's funny.
What do you see?
There is not any.
(Panting)
Babe, are you afraid of me?
No, I don't.
That's good.
- What are you doing? - Hey, relax.
Just wanna peek, okay?
Nothing there.
Hm.
Argh!
(Darcy) Damn it!
I don't know why we always fight.
Oh, you're an Aquarius, I'm a Libra.
You're a freak! Fuck you , you fuck rapists are sick!
You killed that girl because she said no.
They all say yes.
Finally, they all said yes.
You know, seriously, honey...
You have to show me a little more respect, all right?
You know, my sister has enough shit to worry about.
Especially without, uh...
Oh. Varrett. Ryan Varrett. Room three, huh?
(Snoring)
(Punching)
(groans)
you okay?
Yeah.
What are you gonna do with it?
He's Drayke Salgado's brother. You can't touch it.
I'll try not to get on me.
(Car horn)
Hi! Hi!
Hey! What the hell, man? Fuck.
Hey, look, man, check this shit out, man.
Let me tell you something, okay?
I know... I know what you 're thinking, man!
Look, look, I didn't hit him, okay?
I swear to you, I didn't hit him!
You know what I mean? He said some things, I said some things!
You know, just... crazy stuff, man!
It's so complicated!
It is a lie.
That's not why I'm here.
Argh! Ah! Argh!
OK, OK, OK, OK.
All right... All right, look, look!
I know what it is, human. I'm set free, man!
I was released. I swear to my god!
Not by me.
OK, OK, OK, OK. All seen, right! See!
Stop fuckin' man playin',! Unlucky!
All right, all right, check this out, man.
Okay, I know why you're here, man.
I'll tell you what, man, my brother.
Brother, man! You know who fuck him, right?
You know who I am! You let me go.
'Cause I swear to God, homie,
if you don't, then my sister will fuck you, man!
But you let me go and it will go easy on you,
I promise you that, man!
I promise, if you just let me go, man...
(Muffled Scream)
I think you know why I'm here.
(Car horn)
Did they call you, Highway Man?
You want to make young girls feel helpless?
Beat them? Rape them?
Girls like Darcy.
What makes you feel strong?
It makes you feel like a big person?
(Hiss)
What a beautiful night-way.
(Rex groans)
(Rex howls)
(Start Engine)
Enjoy Man Ride, Highway.
(Tires squealing)
(Distant train horn)
(Dog barks in the distance)
Uh... it's Rex, Drayke. He, uh...
Take me there.
(bell chimes)
How long has it been since your last confession?
(Bell keeps ringing)
What's the matter, my son?
Thanks for my party.
- You're welcome. - I love you.
(Chatter, laugh)
(Varrett) You know there's no need to be afraid, right <!-- i-->?
Halo?
(Distant Siren)
Chester!
Where the fuck is my sister?
I say to keep an eye on him!
He gave me the slip.
I called you on pre-paid.
Get in there and catch him.
(Siren whoops)
- It wasn't an accident. - Now, we don't know that.
We don't know what?
(stuttering) I just said 'there's...
There's no need to tear the city ​​to pieces.
Look, you live in this city
Because I said you live in this city.
I'll burn this bastard down if I want
and there's no damn thing you can do.
And you better take care of it.
(Sighs) He's still young.
The fire is on the way.
What did he say?
(Sighs) Stay away from it.
I will protect you from them.
Certain.
You have to choose your battle, son.
(Scoffs) What battle did you choose?
You listen to me, you cocky little shit!
Things were different back when I started making compromises.
All I do is to keep Hope safe.
And that's what I sleep at night.
(Close to siren)
(Radio Chat)
How have you been sleeping lately?
(Shoot)
(Shots continue)
Fuck.
you killed him?
Technically, it was the explosion that killed him.
You can't stay here. That Drayke is about to start a war.
- Older brother? - Yeah, crazy brother
of the person you just killed.
Drayke leads this town. meth. Weapon.
He's the mayor. We all just pay the rent.
How long have they been here?
Forever. Original charter.
Drayke worst thing of the First 9.
He killed the MC president and then it took over.
- What about the police? - Several deputies.
The sheriff's in Drayke's pocket.
The rest of us, we just keep our mouths shut,
our eyes closed, and Drayke left us alone.
You know how it is.
Yeah.
So if you're going to rock the cage, go for it.
But leave me out of it.
I came here for Rex.
You come for one of them, you get them all.
Why stay?
Because this is what I have.
Mike is trying to get us out.
- My husband. - They killed him.
He did not come home.
Well, that's a nice way to say it.
"She's not home." Like ...
Like she'd walk through one door day and be like,
"Hey, honey, I'm not dead. I'm just going out for a cigarette."
He doesn't even smoke.
See, you got a death wish?
That is cool. Knock yourself.
But it's gonna heat up around here because of you.
Hey, Rex is a rapist, a murderer.
So '? Who are you? Superman?
Unlucky.
Okay, wait. (Sighs)
Maybe... Maybe you should stay.
I mean, you... you all deposited and everything.
Okay.
(Gonggongan Anjing)
Earthquake survival kit?
No, just stock on a few things.
Hey, how's that, uh, new guy?
Uh, calm down.
No, uh... Not much to say.
It's like something you read in the newspaper
and then you find a bunch of headless bitches.
(chuckles)
(Laughs)
Is he fine?
Um... He's the strong and quiet type.
Big guy, huh? Big dudes.
Do.
- Listen, Darcy, I'm thinking... (Entrance ring bell)
if you're not busy ...
(throbbing)
- Representative. - Hey, Kirby. (Cough)
Coffee?
Uh, no thanks.
I've eight cups deep.
Cool.
Hell of a thing last night, huh?
Yes, it still smells of smoke. (Breathing)
Accident?
Fun is not it?
Hey, what happened to your eye?
I, uh, clocked myself in the face with some loose drywall.
It's maintenance season at the castle.
Man, uh, lives at your place, who is he?
Ordinary man. Cool car. Pay in advance.
He hit you?
(laughs) If he hits me I'll breathe through the tube.
- He's not like that. - Okay.
He was dumped out with yesterday's prospects, so...
This is none of my business.
- Got one. - Our judge?
Well, it can.
Pierce County, Washington State.
- Rex Ray Salgado was burned alive. - Salgado?
Six cases of rape, assault, sexual battery.
- Highway Man. Part of the dirt. - Our guy is MO
Just like Burrows.
Sliding live offenders outside the walls will be offed in style.
But check that out.
His most wanted ATF brother ,
Drayke Salgado, chair of Circle,
a bunch of vicious biker fucks right out of the pen.
Well, our vigilante may be long gone.
Well, I doubt it.
No, if the guy we hit Drayke Salgado brother,
they wouldn't let him out of town live.
(Motorcycle engine)
(Knocking)
- Hm?
Well. That is... trouble. Right.
- Thank you. - How much what?
Bikers. Here at Hope.
Depends on what they run...
drugs or weapons.
Sometimes as many as 30, as few as 9.
30.
Sometimes more, sometimes less.
They're like... they're like cockroaches.
Take off?
Quick.
Say goodbye before leaving.
You, uh... you know that you're deposited for one more night, right?
Well, I... Friday, I wanna make a big dinner,
drinking wine, watching The Price Is Right <!-- i-->.
Usually just me.
Tomorrow is Friday.
(Laughter) You're going to make me ask?
It sounds good.
You know you can get out of town, right?
Get the fuck out, and no one will know.
And I'm not going to say anything about Rex.
Burn log book. You were never here.
- Yeah. - So why not?
Like you said...
I already paid for another night.
(Gonggongan Anjing)
Oh! Fuck!
Drayke wants to see you.
(groans) I'm busy!
All right, all right, all right! What does he want?
- He's lonely. (Panting)
Drayke.
You know, I can't fight back. I'm afraid of my own shadow.
My little brother was killed last night.
Yeah, I know.
I mean, I heard. I... I'm sorry.
are you sorry?
Well, yeah, no one should have to lose someone they care about.
Yes, he brought some, like ...
a lot of emotions. You know, like...
angry, sad...
angry.
Confusion.
That is why you are here.
I'm really confused, you know?
Confused.
I don't... I don't know anything, if that's what you mean.
Kirby.
You know everything that goes on at Hope.
(chuckles) Look, I...
You know why our club is called... The Circle?
I, um ...
Because we are like links in a chain.
You know, we're all connected.
Now, I want you to be an extra link.
Help us.
Help you how?
I need to know where he went, what he did, who he was.
I don't want to kill him if he's a diner in disguise.
- Because it will carry too much heat. - Well, I don't, uh...
Yes, okay.
Certain.
Whatever you need.
Good.
That's good, Kirby.
I'd keep your hand still if I were you.
No!
- Close fist. - What?
- Squeeze it. - Argh! Agh!
- Close fist. - Squeeze it!
Unlucky! (Whine)
Now ...
tell a story.
(stuttering)
Okay.
Okay thanks. Thank you.
(Hiss)
What happened?
Just, uh, doing a check on our friend, the traveler.
- And? - He's a cop.
Or him.
The police database has no last known.
From Dallas.
Good police too. Several medals.
Some high profile work held the sting of crime.
What was an ex-Dallas cop doing all the way up here in Hope?
Come on, guys, get in there!
Come on! Fast!
That means you, the prospect!
Everyone, stop lollygagging!
Come on! Get there!
Prospect, I'm watching you. Knock that shit off!
(His air) (Tires squealing)
(phone rings)
Fuck! bastard!
Yes, it's just flat. Please, I have a backup.
Yes, I will check in as soon as I am mobile.
Fuck you a lot.
Start no'.
Argh! Oh! Ahh!
bastard!
Start no'.
(groans) Boss!
(Game audio: engine revving, explosion)
(grunts)
Crab! Where's Drayke?
He's on the boat. What is it?
We have a problem.
(grunts)
Hey ... Hey, boss.
One of our trucks got jacked.
- Police? - No, not the police.
Obviously not the police.
(grunts)
Fuck!
Generally, mechanics look under the hood.
Eh ... yeah.
Eh, sorry.
Sorry.
One.
Hey ... <!-- i-->
This is a vintage car. Is to see, you know?
You want to get a beer?
- A start. (chuckles) Yes.
You know, I've had this place for about ten years,
the family for 70.
I am father, father. It's like a history, a life story.
(bottle clink)
Like inheritance. Like The Godfather.
Have you seen The Godfather?
Yeah.
What happened at the bar?
Yuh ...
Meth, ca ... Ooh! Heroin, senjata.
Drayke, day, eh... Drayke.
He makes them addicted to one or the other
and then when you end up indebted to The Circle ...
He killed 'em.
Yes, if you are lucky.
- They run guns out of there? - Yeah, a bar or a boat.
Boat? What boat?
Boat. It's Drayke's other office.
It's like an old, half sunken, abandoned ferry.
It's all kind of wrong.
How do they ship cargo?
By water or by truck. Circle, they have...
they have charters all over the country
and it just moves, it goes back and forth.
And the police they can't pay, they kill.
But this city is the hub and that boat...
is hell, sir.
Hell. And I'm not kidding.
Hell.
Wow, you sure look angry.
Why you lookin' in my car?
(chuckles)
Look, I got beef with you.
But I have to keep the bastard off my back
and they ask questions.
Tell 'em all you know.
Protect yourself.
Wait a minute.
(bottle clink)
Oh shit!
Who's he?
That's Crab.
He's a sergeant on the arm.
Hey, what are you doing?
Oh shit.
(Gonggongan Anjing)
Wait there.
You don't walk into me unless I tell you.
Some kind of hard-ass.
I understand.
(Snoring)
(Spitting)
- You done fucked up, boy! - I heard that a lot.
(grunts)
(CRACKING)
God damn it!
(snarling)
(Both grunts)
Ah! You will pay for it.
Disappear.
(Mesin revving)
Where did you learn to fight like that?
From fighting.
(♪ Rhythm & Blues)
I got a fucking five burnt truck north of mile town.
I wonder who installed it.
That's not us.
They were all burned.
Ryan Varrett, former Dallas PD.
Exploded last year's reservation.
Well, what do you want me to do?
Do you always do...
nothing!
Now, I don't want to see a whole lot of new faces at Hope.
No FBI, no ATF.
I will do my best.
Is it better.
(Hiss)
(Deputi) Ryan Varrett?
They license guns?
Some, some don't.
will you hunt?
You're going to catch me?
Look, if you move in on Drayke now, he'll be expecting it.
He dug deep, he had his blanket pulled.
You move now ...
we're gonna get real dead, fast.
We?
Give me some time.
Let me see if I can invite some guests to the party.
That way we don't lose the amount.
You're a Hedge cop, all right?
I don't get paid, if that's what you're asking.
You know how to use any of them?
I might be able to find out.
I barely know you. I invite you to dinner?
I don't want anything more than just a company.
Forgive me. Forgetting the time.
Oh, it's nothing.
What happen with you?
- You don't want to know. (Scoffs)
It's good that you know what I want.
I thought you didn't drink.
They are executed.
Look, you didn't pay anything.
I should be dead too.
(sighs) I'm sorry.
Biker grass wars, my department helps take 'em down.
Circle? Are you talking about The Circle?
The one I was detained was from a small club local time.
They won't turn other people in
- So what did you come here for? - I came here for Rex Salgado.
But you're sticking around for big brother?
(Insects chirping)
(Motorcycle engine)
(creaking outside)
(White noise)
(creaking outside)
(Gun Cocking)
Argh! No! Agh!
(Chokes)
(Panting)
You get friendly with Varrett.
Please.
I'm disappointed, Kirby.
Disappointed, but I understand.
A man who has to choose a side.
You chose wrong.
But ...
You make a choice.
Okay. (Cough)
- I'll do whatever you want. - Yes, sure, now.
Come on, you should give me more time. Varrett is like a cash box.
- The man doesn't speak. - Shhh-sh!
Have you been to the joint, Kirby?
No.
Your change penitentiary.
My first jolt ... conspiracy to distribute.
22, 23 years. Only children.
Now, my first night at the joint, I had what's called...
"Covered wagon".
Party blanket.
Different penitentiaries have different names, the same thing.
Six hard -hitting motherfuckers ...
"Blacks, whites, Mexicans"
Okay, okay, okay. Look, he... used to be a cop.
He sounded like he was from Texas. He drives a GTX.
I don't know what else I can say about this person.
They threw blankets ... during the bar in the cell
so the guards couldn't see what was going down.
Then they torture you...
cut you...
beat you half to death.
It's like free-for-all.
(chuckles) I'm even with every one of them.
And then when I came out... I got the police name.
Make them pay.
Made their family pay.
Because that's what I do to the people I make love to.
Gotta balance the books.
Do you understand what I mean?
Jesus Christ!
Darcy... Darcy, you don't want to see this. You don't want to see this.
Is he?
(Takes a deep breath)
Darcy! What are you doing?
What are you doing? Give me a gun.
What are you doing?
Give me a gun.
(Start Engine)
(Tires squealing)
I think we have a deal.
Jesus.
That's some kind of Mad Max shit out there.
We'll take care of it.
But I'm going to need you to run some glitches.
Like I have a choice.
You always have a choice... Sheriff.
Are you drunk
Want me to lie to you?
Well, either way, you did the right thing.
Good.
- What are you talking about? - FBI.
FBI of breasts?
This is a biker city.
- People come and go. - Yeah, but in the body bag?
Rex Salgado Accidental death .
So he just strapped himself to the hood of his car?
Now, you don't watch CSI, Sheriff?
Look, I know it wasn't an accident,
so if I knew, The Circle would know.
You don't think they are out there looking for a payback?
Do you have a suspect?
There is not any.
I interviewed Drayke personally.
As far as he knew, it was an accident.
Well then, I'll let you get back to work.
How long do you think you'll be staying?"
As long as needed.
(♪ heavy stone)
Pocket corner.
Are you good with fingers?
How do I decide you?
Are you going to shoot or what?
Diam!
What is this?
Hey, you're gonna want to put that back.
Looks like you got scratched.
Kick his ass.
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(fire shot)
There was no sign of his presence.
Keep lookin'.
Yeah, Pak.
(Car Horn)
(Fire burning)
(Man snorts)
(Tires squealing)
Kill 'em.
Who?
Everyone!
Yeah, Pak.
Dad, could you leave the room light on?
You know there's nothing to be afraid of, right?
Um, wait, I'll be right back.
And thanks for my party.
You're welcome.
I love you.
you bring '?
Really?
Ryan, can't stop being a cop for one day?
- Oh! Good shot! - Matty, come on!
(Matty) Come on, Mom!
(Woman Screaming)
Forgive me.
Take as much time as you need.
Where are they?
I can not do that.
The FBI and ATF got previous research.
In addition, all three are just localized muscle-drill heads.
We'll find the rest of them, the ones who escaped,
the guy who planned it, and those bastards will pay.
You have my word.
Where are they?
(Distant Siren)
(Takes a deep breath)
(Knocking)
(Cracking) (Man groans)
The sheriff wasn't very helpful.
No, my father was just scared.
What, does the MC have something on him?
Formerly ...
The circle is used to protect this city.
This was before Drayke took over and started running guns.
And then Rex came home with a prescription for meth.
Hope is like a frog in water.
You appear the temperature gradually,
the frog doesn't even know fry him it.
I would say the temperature is barely boiling now.
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(Hiss)
(Click)
Varrett?
That you?
Stay away from windows.
Get down.
When I give a signal, turn off the light.
Okay.
Now.
(Shot)
(While groaning)
Wow.
(screams)
(grunts)
Thank you.
You know the unlocked door , right?
(groans)
Let go of me!
Let me go)!
Fuck you! Ryan!
Let me go, you bastard!
(Screams) Fuck you! Let me go!
Ryan! Ryan!
No! No!
Ryan!
Darcy?
Darcy!
Hutchins, grab some men and get down to the motel now.
They took him. I know it.
Look, take it easy. We will back.
Dad, we have an in situ...
Sheriff Cole, we have a situation at the motel.
I need you. Over.
(Panting)
Unlucky.
Where's Darcy?
You know, my sister is sick. I know.
But he's family.
(Sighs) He should never be left alone with girls.
Someone was supposed to be watching him, so it was on me.
(Darcy screams)
I will enjoy killing you.
Well, unlike Rex, you know, I don't like hurting girls.
But unfortunately ...
prospects there are not.
(Darcy groans, snorts)
Keep your hands off the damn thing.
(muffles) Let me go!
Now you and I..
we got a score to finish, didn't we '?
(Darcy snorts)
(Darcy) No! (Screams)
Ah.
I know.
I can feel that pain, that pain of being hurt.
The pain of someone hurting those you love.
See you again.
Hello again.
(grunts)
(chuckles)
You're not so tough now, Thou, muscle man? Hah?
(groans)
(Breathing)
Hoo!
You know ...
(Sighs, chuckles)
You know, you really surprised me the other day,
out of nowhere.
You got a pretty strong chin there, big guy.
Unfortunately, it's not really going to help you right now. (inhale)
You know, if it was up to me,
I only ...
slashes you into bits of bits and feeds you to the pigs. (chuckles)
But, uh, Drayke wants you alive.
I guess Papa wants to teach you a lesson for what you did to me.
(Breathing)
So, uh ...
So I'll just go back there
and have a little fun with your girlfriend.
What do you think about that?
Keep your fucking hands off her body.
(Chuckles quietly)
He liked her last time.
But before I go...
all right, I... I want to do something for you.
Do you know?
I wanna leave you with a little, uh, souvenir, all right,
from your time here in Hope with The Gang Circle.
So, uh ...
just be silent, because this is going to leave a mark.
Oof! Oh!
(Hiss)
(thump) (While groaning)
(Snoring)
Aah!
(Men grunting, groaning)
(groans)
Darcy.
- Darcy. (Screams Muffled)
- Darcy! (Screams Muffled)
(Pants) Thank you.
you okay?
I'm well.
Okay, okay.
(grunts) Okay.
(Varrett) Keep going.
Dad?
Look, I'm sorry about your father, Deputy.
but I need you to stay focused
because you are not good for me angry.
He thought he would take himself out of the picture
and i just left,
away from Drayke.
(Hiss)
All he did was give me a promotion.
(Hiss)
We're gonna need soldiers to get on that boat.
(Siren whoops)
Well, looks like we have one.
(Darcy gasps) Do you think this product is a decent lot?
Jesus!
Must be a million dollars here.
(Drayke) Impressive, isn't it?
Hide.
Yeah, that's right, Darcy.
Hide.
Ryan?
Just do it.
You remember now?
First I don't know you.
I'm not good with faces.
Texas police ... with family.
Ryan Varrett.
You are on the list.
I thought you were dead.
So ... is this revenge ,?
You killed my sister? you killed me?
Did you hear them scream?
Or did it happen too fast?
What is done to a man?
You will find out.
Okay.
So, an eye for an eye, huh?
You killed my brother.
So, technically, we even.
- I made a mistake. - Oh yes '? What's that?
I should have killed your ass first.
(Snoring)
(throbbing)
(Roaring)
(While groaning)
(Bone crunch) - Argh!
(Whooshes Blade)
Argh!
(Cheering)
Get up!
(Bones crackling)
You have to make sure he's dead. They always...
(Shoot)
(Clatters Blade)
(Man) Straight through, straight through!
(Man) Here!
(Siren whoops) (Obrolan Radio)
Good job there.
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Are you sure you will be okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine. - Okay.
Do you live in Hope?
Where else would I go?
You?
Yeah.
The city needs a new sheriff.
Well, I think you'll make a big one.
You left the location?
You're going to catch me?
Oh, sure.
But not today.
Why not?
I have proof.
It seems the Hope folks have taken a liking to you.
No accountin 'for taste.
You're a good cop.
You only take the bad guys, I got that.
But sooner or later, that person will get hurt,
people like Darcy.
And I can't let that happen.
See you around.
Even a goodbye?
I'm bad at goodbyes.
Well, you're not very good at saying hello, either.
So where are you going, Ryan Varrett?
Just going up from towards the sunset?
Finally.
Will you be okay?
(Hiss)
Mike often said
The worst thing about gun shooting is being scared.
This is your bruise. The sign stays around for the day.
But then, after a while, you get used to it.
It doesn't bruise you anymore.
And shooting a gun is just a reflex.
Mike sounds like a smart guy.
Do.
(Takes a deep breath)
Send me a postcard. Tell me where you went.
I will.
Okay.
- Take care of yourself, okay? - I will do my best.
Well, I thought that it might be possible to do so.