Out of the Furnace Page #4

...I stopped by to see Lena.

Yeah, I'm aware.

Not why I'm here.

I said...

I think your left rear's gone down.

What sh*t you talking?

I ain't talking sh*t.

And our slate ain't clean,

motherf***er.

- Turn it off.

Get that other one out.

We don't need to hear it again.

I've spoken to Jersey State,

Bergen County, Fish and Game.

All of them have dealt with this

Harlan DeGroat before.

The problem is that

the people up in those hills,

they don't cooperate.

Getting information from these

people is like pulling teeth.

It's a whole 'nother world up in there.

Generations upon generations

of these people

never even come down

off that mountain.

Got their own breed of justice

and it does not include us.

Even the local police

sent in several squad cars,

but they haven't been able

to get nothing yet.

So you know that I'm stuck here

with my hands tied.

What the f*** does that mean?

That they aren't gonna...

...do anything about this

or look for Rodney?

I did not say that, Russell.

I said that they're having

a difficult time

and I'm having jurisdiction issues.

But I'm gonna be on it

until it's done.

What the f***?

- Bud.

- I mean, you know...

We know John Petty's dead.

I mean, Jesus, you know,

damn near hear him dying

on Dan's phone.

But Rodney might still be out there.

I know that this is very hard

for you, but...

...I do have a procedure

that I have to follow.

It sounds like there's

no procedure at all.

- Bud!

- No, no, no, no, no.

It sounds like they're not

doing a goddamn thing.

Now, either you're all

afraid to go in there...

...or, uh...

- ... you just don't give a sh*t.

- You walking down the wrong road.

I said I'm into it,

and I said I'll handle it.

Don't make this personal.

- You need to stay out of my business.

- Stay out of your business.

- Knock it off.

- Stay out of your business.

You know what?

While I was away, it seems that

all that you was into

was my business.

So that's what this is.

You got a problem with me.

Yeah, I got a problem with you.

I'm not the one who was out

drinking and driving.

Got locked up and had

to leave his woman alone

'cause of something I did,

a mistake I made.

And I don't know nothing

about what happened to Rodney.

Nothing at all.

I'm just trying to do my job.

And I'm giving you my word that

I'm gonna be on it until it's done.

Until it's done.

Mmm. Well.

Russell. Come on.

What is it?

You want me to show you out?

I'll be around.

Dan.

Where you going now?

- No, it's good.

- Hey, Russ, listen, I'm sorry.

- Hey.

I know how tough this is,

but I'm here to help anyway I can.

Then get me an address

for DeGroat.

An address? How am I

gonna get that address?

Don't give me that sh*t, Dan. You know

as well as I do that John Petty has one.

Well, I don't...

I don't know.

Look, I'll see if I can dig that up.

No, no, no, don't see

if you can dig it up.

- Do it.

- Russell, listen to me.

If you're smart,

you let these boys handle it.

I know these guys.

This DeGroat is a nasty son of a b*tch.

You let me worry about...

...who's a nasty son of a b*tch.

We'll follow you.

Damn, looks like John still owes

money to these people.

A hell of a lot of money.

I know they had this whole deal,

but I didn't realize it was this big.

- What deal?

- Well, this bare-knuckle deal

up and down the Appalachians.

I don't know that much about it,

but my guess is,

Rodney went up there to fight.

Well, why didn't you just say

something to Wesley?

Well, I don't... I don't know.

I mean, I didn't...

I didn't know what to say.

John should've known better.

I think he did, Red,

but Rodney forced his hand.

He thought it was the only way

to pay off that debt.

I don't see DeGroat's address,

but I do know it's up in the Ramapos.

And, Russell, please

hear me when I tell you,

you'd be way better off letting

the authorities deal with him.

They're not doing

such a good job, Dan.

Well, I hear you,

but John hated dealing with them.

I'm surprised they haven't come

down here to get their money.

Money and drugs, that's the only thing

that drove that crazy son of a b*tch.

Are you ready for this?

I guess so.

You watch your ass.

Gotta say, fellas, that is sharp.

'66 or '67?

Man, you don't see that Bolero red much.

You got the tuxedo black

and ash gold everywhere, but...

Yeah, this is sweet.

Three-ninety-six big block?

Yep.

That's a true 138 SS

right there, man.

F***ing rocket ship.

Well, I don't doubt it with

that Muncie four speed.

Hmm!

How long to restore it?

A couple years.

A couple years? Worth it.

You got nitrous?

Nah, nah, just a heavy foot.

Yeah.

You know who's got any candy here?

- What do you mean, "candy?"

- You know what I mean.

Yeah.

You a f***ing cop?

Am I a f***ing cop?

Do I look like a f***ing cop?

Who's the old man in the truck?

Don't worry about him.

He ain't a cop, either.

- What you looking for, man?

- Whatever you got. You know...

Crank, 20/20's, blue bellies,

crystals or pure.

- It don't matter.

- Wow, he knows his sh*t.

Yeah, we got some buzzard dust,

some army up at the house.

All right.

We'll get you feelin' shitty,

my friend.

Good. All right, I'll follow you?

Yo, it's Tiny.

- You wait right here, all right?

- All right.

All right.

Brought them boys out here

looking for some of the train.

Yo, if they got

their greenbacks, that's fine.

Come on up.

Who the f*** are you?

I'm just passing through.

I ain't asked you where you were going.

I asked you who you were.

Well, I didn't ask who you were.

We just want to get high,

and our money's green.

Well, then you come

to the right place.

But I got to say, you got

some balls coming up in here,

not knowing nobody.

But if your money's green...

...then it's all good.

That's pure glass.

Fire it up.

Looks good to me.

How much?

Nah, fire that sh*t up.

It'll blow your balls off, brother.

I told you, I'm good. How much?

You don't know, um...

...Harlan DeGroat, do you?

Is that a joke?

Why would I joke about that?

'Cause this is his house.

He around?

I wouldn't know.

I ain't his babysitter.

All right.

Hey, Red.

Not now.

We'll come by later.

Yo!

You forgot this.

Oh, Sh*t.

Put your hands where

I can see 'em, gentlemen.

Russell Baze?

That's right.

Chief Barnes from

the North Braddock Police

alerted us early this evening

that you were up here.

You're lucky I got here when I did.

If the locals knew why you were here,

they'd zip you up and you'd

be leaving in a body bag.

Do I need to ask if you're

carrying concealed weapons?

No, sir.

- No, sir.

- All right.

Then, given that you're an ex-con,

likely carrying concealed weapons,

you have a choice.

Either I arrest you now or

I follow you to the state line.

With respect, officer,

my brother might be up here,

and I ain't leaving without him.

I'll only do Chief Barnes a favor once.

You return and I'll

arrest you on the spot.

There's nothing you can do

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