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Did I say something funny, Mr. Beck?

No. No, doc. It's just...

This is... This is real important to me.

It's also real important

that you be completely honest here.

Yes. Yes, I understand.

L... I'm gonna be completely honest.

Good.

Then let's get back

to my original question.

Did I say something funny, Mr. Beck?

Look, can we...? Can we just drop it?

We're not here to drop things,

Mr. Beck.

Okay.

I mean, you're... You're a psychologist,

you're trained and...

And you understand these things.

I mean, the rest of the world

walks around with these fragile egos.

You're rambling, Mr. Beck.

Well, the truth of it...

The truth is that you...

You kind of look like Woody Allen.

And when you said:

"Think of me as one of the guys..."

How did I get to this?

I don't know.

It just happened.

Just like this case.

I didn't ask for it.

It just happened.

But it's okay, it's my case.

I started it...

...and I just wanna finish it.

Is there any point in...?

In going on with this? I mean...

...I'm a dead man.

If that's true, Mr. Beck,

you died by your own hand.

It was the Woody Allen thing, right?

No one responds well to ridicule,

Mr. Beck, even psychiatrists.

God almighty.

I swear to God to you,

I didn't mean that as ridicule.

Whatever else happens here today,

that is the truth.

I'm afraid our time is up, Mr. Beck.

We tried it your way, doc.

- Now we're gonna try it mine.

- Get out of this office.

You're not a safe man

to put on the streets, Mr. Beck.

You're not a safe man

to put in this office, Dr. Krantz.

If I get pulled off of this case

because you look like Woody Allen...

...I will not be responsible

for what I will do.

If you got some dues to pay there,

then by God, you pay them...

...because I will not.

I will fixate on you

as the instrument of my destruction...

...and you will never feel safe

in your world again.

Yeah.

I'll hold.

Morning, captain.

Oh, yeah. It's a wonder what

a good night's sleep will do for you.

I did?

Son of a b*tch.

No, sir.

Yes, sir.

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Woody f***ing Allen.

Jerry Beck?

Yeah, hi. Is Captain Dixon with you?

You're looking at him.

No sh*t?

No sh*t.

- You know the Selby place?

- I know the place and the man.

Arlen Selby

is a major Klucker in these parts.

We're gonna need men for backup...

...and it only takes one

with mixed loyalties.

I think I can guarantee

that won't happen.

Meet seven of Kellmars finest.

Gentlemen, Jerry Beck.

- Mr. Beck.

- Not a Klucker among them.

I feel better already.

- Is this your boy?

- Yeah.

- Hi there.

- Hi.

You must be a pretty important guy.

Got a fellow, flew in this afternoon

just because you're here.

Curtis, we got some business to do.

I'm glad you could make it, Beck.

Yeah.

Thanks for all the help.

Sorry, Kressler, but me and the doc,

we got along just like that.

- Two peas in a pod.

- Really?

What did you do?

Threaten his wife and kids?

I see you two guys

are already acquainted.

What do you say we take care

of some business over here?

According to my information...

...I think it's best that we're in position

no later than 5:
45, right here.

Why do I get the feeling

you got something else on your mind?

You tell me.

I sense you've got unfinished business

wrapped up in this...

...and it worries me.

So I made some calls.

I like to know who I'm working with.

You see, I got a wife and kids waiting.

So does Franklin.

I make it a point to go home.

You can call L.A., you can call anywhere

they've got a phone.

It's bullshit and you know it.

There's only one question about me

that matters.

And that is, is there anyone

that'd be afraid...

...to go through a door with me?

And you already know the answer

to that question.

Otherwise, you wouldn't be here

in the first place.

It's not quite that simple.

The hell it isn't.

That's what's so great about this job,

captain.

It's as simple as it gets.

Death and taxes.

- Let's do it.

- Let's go.

This is the FBI.

Freeze. Nobody move.

- Get down.

- Down on the floor.

- Keep your hands where I can see them.

- This is the FBI.

Ladies, outside, move, move.

Let's go.

- Get down.

- Get down, Mrs. Gebhardt. Get down.

We have a warrant

for the arrest of Robert "Bobby" Burns...

...and three John Does.

We have reason to believe

they're on the premises.

- All right, all right.

- Get on the floor.

I repeat. This is the FBI.

Comply with this federal warrant

and put down your arms immediately.

I didn't expect to find you here,

Reverend.

Nor I you, Mr. Beck.

- You out spreading the gospel?

- In a manner of speaking.

Well, spread this gospel.

You tell your men out front

to throw down their weapons...

...and comply with the federal warrant.

Now.

This is Reverend Gebhardt.

I want your full attention.

This is not the time or the place

for an armed confrontation.

We have nothing to hide.

I want you to lay down your weapons.

I repeat.

Lay down your weapons.

Beck,

I'm through playing catch-up with you.

You've been hiding evidence from me.

Whatever happens here today,

I want it.

Hands on your heads.

Against the wall. Move.

All right, Mr. Kressler.

We have complied with your wishes,

now kindly comply with ours.

Please leave.

Beck, apparently you were wrong.

He's not here after all.

What do you suggest now?

We set up our shop

in one of the barracks over there, huh?

I told you, I get the evidence,

win or lose.

Look, he's not in the church,

main house, kitchen, storage area.

I mean, I looked places you couldn't

hide a kid, no less four adults.

- He's gotta be here.

- Jerry, I don't think he's here.

This is the place. It's all in place.

Like in the letters.

The meeting

to create a new covenant, the...

- The map said...

- Jerry, I gotta...

...he was gonna be in Oklahoma City.

He was in Oklahoma City...

...and he's gotta be here.

Look, if that head Nazi makes a call,

my ass is grass.

Damn it,

all the roads lead to this place.

Look, it's time to walk away.

I backed you as much as I can on this.

This is an outrage.

A blatant violation of constitutional law.

I demand legal counsel before

you take another step in this church.

Leave these premises now

or face a multimillion-dollar lawsuit.

Go ahead, because I'm already broke.

My goddamn ex-wife beat you to it.

Come on, let's go.

Is the FBI broke, Mr. Kressler?

Look, just give me five minutes

and I'll settle everything, okay?

You're out of here, Beck.

You hear me?

You are history, mister.

Do you hear me?

I heard you.

Now stay the f*** out of my way.

Your unprofessional behavior

is jeopardizing all our careers.

I'm talking to you, mister.

You are off this case.

No such luck, dickface.

You wanna do it right now, Beck?

You wanna go right now?

Settle this somewhere else.

This is not the time or the place!

- This operation is over.

- Just back off.

Sh*t.

This is the FBI.

We have a warrant for the arrest

of Robert "Bobby" Burns...

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