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That won't happen again.

Dad.

There's a bunch of teachers

watching us right now.

You're a p*ssy.

What?

I said you are a motherfucking p*ssy.

That's what you are.

You let him make fools out of all

of us, in front of everybody.

Now the whole f***ing

town is gonna know.

Look, I lost my...

You lost your what, Jimmy?

You lost your what?

I lost my balance.

You f***ing lost your balance.

He spun you,

dropped you on your ass.

Mom, don't curse.

Dad tripped just like me.

What's the plan, Jimmy?

Right now, nothing.

We still got Keith on our tail.

F*** Keith!

How did he buy that new truck?

That's what I want to know.

How did he buy that new truck?

Who?

Who?

F***ing who?

Him! The motherf***er that put you clown.

You forget him?

My God, he put you down so hard.

I gotta see my brother.

Let's just keep this

a family matter, Cass.

What do you call him?

Yeah, now you're acting all big.

F***ing idiot.

Come on now,

fire that f***ing sh*t up.

Look at you, you dumb motherf***er!

Boo! Boo! Boo!

Boo! Boo! Boo!

Afternoon.

Tweaker birds,

cooking up some sh*t.

Turn that music off.

Turn that f***ing music off!

Hey.

How old are you?

Seventeen.

All right, go on.

Get out of here.

Are you coming?

They ain't coming.

Get the f*** out of here!

As for you guys...

F***!

Oh, f***.

My name is Gator Bodine.

Hope I didn't hurt

you too badly, sir.

Just wanted you to get a little

taste of what's gonna happen to you

if you continue cooking

this illegal substance

in my neck of the woods.

Look, man.

We didn't mean no disrespect.

This here is just for us, you know.

Oh, I don't doubt it.

Just fun, just kids having fun.

Enjoying life.

Celebrating.

Well, let me warn you,

I've got a five-gallon can

of gasoline out in my truck

that I will happily pour

down your f***ing throats

if I ever catch you cooking and

stinking up my town again.

God, stop!

Now, listen up.

I don't wanna have to kill

a bunch of little kids.

You will stand up and run,

in any direction you please.

Just not this one.

That clear?

Yeah.

All right, now get

the f*** out of here!

Go!

Run!

Run!

Piece of sh*t

kindergarten operation.

F***ing kids suck.

How are the knuckles, bruiser?

It feels fine now, Dad.

Oh, yeah?

Watch out, here comes

Maddy Mad-fists. Pow!

Dad. Really?

Mmm-hmm. Really?

Come on.

All right, listen.

I'm proud you

stood up for yourself.

You set boundaries with this kid.

Sounds like a motorboat.

What, is he snoring?

Dad?

Yeah.

Were you scared today?

The truth.

There's nothing wrong

with being a little scared.

Then why didn't you look scared?

Lots of practice.

Night, Luther.

Dad?

Yes.

What do you think of Miss Hetch?

I'd say she's...

I'd say she's all right.

You know what I mean.

Yes.

I know exactly what you mean.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Sh*t.

Look, you need to cool way down.

I need to cool way down?

You think we're gonna be disrespected

by some son of a b*tch?

Well, I hate to say it,

but putting your old man on the

ground ain't any big thing.

When he was talking to Keith,

I heard him say...

What, the f***ing sheriff was there?

I heard him say he was living

at the old Griffin place.

F***.

Can't you go over there

and do some things?

Do what things?

Mess with their heads,

like you do everyone else.

Scare 'em.

Hey, boss.

We good for the night?

I'll talk lo you two in

a minute, all right?

All right.

Good seeing you again, Cassie.

What the hell's

wrong with those two?

Never mind 'em.

F***ing monkeys is what they are.

Hey.

Mmm?

You look a little jumpy.

I know.

I need something.

I need a little something

to stop my stomach

from knotting up.

You want me to beg?

No.

No.

If I can control it, you

can control it, right?

Yeah.

I'll handle that Broker thing.

Thank you.

Planning kids' birthday

parties, it's my specialty.

Be happy to take

care of it for her.

Thanks.

I'm not very good with those things.

Missed half of them.

Don't worry. I'm on it.

It'll be fun.

You know, she really

likes you, Susan.

It's a bit of a milestone, I'd say.

Do you think you can

talk to her sometime?

Of course.

Maddy used to talk

to her mom for hours.

I think she'd like to talk

to a woman more often.

I'd be happy to.

Thanks.

One more thing,

people around here can

do some foolish things.

Meaning?

It's a bit like Appalachia,

like feuds, they still exist.

And you're new here.

So I just think it

would be best for Maddy

if you would smooth everything over

while it's still

fresh in people's minds.

Just two kids working things out.

You can go from two

kids and a fistfight

to the emergency room real fast.

I didn't know this town

had an emergency room.

Now you're catching on.

Look, people talk.

They decided you're

a question mark, so.

Keep it smooth. Check.

You want something around here?

I don't think so.

Look, what happened, happened.

We don't want any more trouble.

See, your kid made the trouble.

Not ours, yours.

What do we need to do to

make this go away, Jimmy?

From you?

I want an apology.

Full apology.

I want you to apologize to my wife,

'cause it's what's right,

and my kid, too.

He saw the whole damn thing.

I apologize for what happened.

To them, too.

We good now, Jimmy?

Yeah, all right.

Go on.

You've said enough.

Go ahead and pump it your own self.

I'll be with you in a minute.

God damn, Mama's freezer.

There he is.

F***!

Still ain't got this

piece of sh*t fixed.

Hey, neighbor, how you doing?

Can I get that pump?

I'm almost done.

See, I need the goddamn pump right now.

Did you hear me?

- Can I help y'all out here?

- No.

We don't need your help.

He's done.

Fill up the truck, Clay.

That's $12.84, sir.

I wasn't done yet.

I think you are.

Whatever you're thinking,

rethink it.

"Rethink it."

He wants me to rethink it.

You ain't turning that back on.

Oh, sh*t.

You f***ed up.

Why don't we step around

the side of the building

so I can kick your f***ing

ass up over your shoulders?

They from around here?

I ain't never seen them.

Who put you up to this?

Nobody.

Bring that over.

Down the hatch.

Yeah?

F***.

How the f*** did that happen?

His f***ing kid goes to my

nephew's school! I don't f***ing know!

Yeah, I'll deal with it.

God damn it!

Dad?

Mmm-hmm?

What happened to your hands?

Right there?

Oh, yeah.

Me and Teedo were trying to pull that

rusty, old fence out of the ground,

you know, the one

behind the stable.

Yeah.

We won, though.

Afternoon.

Mind stepping out for a minute?

You can stay in there, little

girl, this won't take too long.

Is there a problem, Sheriff?

Well, I got a report of an

altercation at the filling station.

You know anything about that?

Anybody pressing charges?

No, nobody is pressing any charges.

Then there's nothing

worth talking about.

What are you' son?

You WITSEC, huh?

You ex-military,

ex-law enforcement?

Ex-what?

Well, if I were

ex-military, Sheriff,

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