"A family is like a small business." "And with a small business, at times, there comes..." " Transition." " ...a bit of a transition." "Thank you, Wendy." "And... and whenever a small business transitions, it's important to stay lean and to not overextend." "So when did the Marriott become such a stretch?" "No, your father, he's just saying we have to prioritize our spending." " That's all, Charlotte." "That's all." " He's not saying anything." "Uh, so today, while your mom is buying us a new house, uh, you two are to plant yourselves here." "That is your job." "Everything we have of value is in that room." " Really?" " Yeah." "You're not gonna be honest with us?" "Either of you?" "What are we doing here?" "Enough already!" "Christ!" "Sorry, man." "We're just finishing up breakfast." "Thank you." "No one goes in that room whose last name is not Byrde." "Understood?" " Just nod." " Yeah." "Thank you." "Shall we?" "And I'd love to not have to turn the room upside down to find the clicker." "That wasn't fun." "Love you both." " Maybe I should get a job." " I don't think so, Wendy." "Seven and a half bucks an hour is not gonna put a dent in our problems." "Oh, come on." "I have a Master's degree." "That you haven't used since Charlotte was born." " So?" " So?" " What's our story for the kids?" " What do you mean?" "Well, they see this polite dance that we're doing in front of them." "They... they hear the constant edge in your voice." "Well, we could tell them the truth, Wendy." "How would that be?" "Oh, you know what, Marty?" "Before you get too comfortable up there on your cross, and have your pity party, let me just... let me just jog your memory for a minute." "There was an innocent man who was murdered." "Gary." "He was a good man." "He... he only did good things in this world." "Not like Bruce." "Gary was a father." "He had two grown sons." "I never met them, but I..." "I know he loved them." "And... he was thrown off his balcony." "For what?" "People cheat!" "They have sex with people who they aren't married to." "It happens." "It's not unique." "I was unhappy." "You're not exactly blameless in this." "For this house, I want you to find one as nice as possible, but as cheap as possible." "I want you to think starter home." "We got $20,000 to our name." "Just 20." "So please, do not sign anything without talking to me first." "And we are not husband and wife..." "anymore." "We're just business partners." "And our job is to raise those kids." "But you're absolutely right that I share some blame for this." "I should've caught Bruce." "I was in charge of the numbers." "I should've seen it coming." "But my mind was elsewhere, Wendy." "You know, it's Saturday night... and your... your foxy boxing, or your Zumba, or whatever the hell it is that costs me a few hundred dollars every month, it ended two hours ago, and there's no Wendy." "Why does she get so many texts every night?" "Why does she have to leave the room to make a call?" "I wonder who's fucking my wife?" "So that's my bad." "And, no, I..." "I don't forget Gary." "I don't forget how you emptied our bank accounts when you knew I needed that money, Wendy." "You knew I needed it." "And I doubt very, very much that you did that by yourself, that you did that in a vacuum." "So..." "my memory's crystal clear." "I was there." "For all of it." "In fact, the satisfying sound of your lover smacking the pavement is the only thing that gets me to sleep every night." "Open the goddamn door!" "Hello?" "Excuse me, is there anybody here?" "Oh, yeah." "Don't be shy, you know what to do." "Come on, baby." "It's all for you, just gobble it up." "Oh, yeah." "Get after it." "Hey!" "Hey, um..." "I'm Sam Dermody." "Uh, sorry, it's..." "You know, people are out for lunch right now." "Um, but..." "Sorry, it keeps me awake when nobody's..." "I could give a fuck." "I need a house." "Get yourself together." "Give your girl some water." " I'll meet you outside." " Yeah, you got it." "Hey, housekeeping?" "Yeah, no need to go in there." "Thank you." "How about the towels?" "You can just leave them outside of the door." "Thank you." "I've been to the Windy City." "Oprah, December '97." "Thought it'd be her Christmas show, you know, the one with all the free swag?" " Mmm-hmm." " No." "Race." "She traipses out a bunch of colored folks, mad over what, I still couldn't tell you." "Police, I think." "Walk a mile in my Crocs, I say." "Yep." "Past due business licenses." "Deeds." "Delinquent taxes." "Bankruptcies, judgments, property titles, liens and plat maps." "All public record." "If you need any copies, let me know." "Ten cents a page." "Yeah, thank you." "I'll be busy." "Tell me again what it is you're doin'." "I am an angel investor." "I..." "I help turn around struggling businesses." "You intend to make money off of businesses that aren't making any?" "In a roundabout way." "Hmm." "Best get some ice on that lip." "Mm, yeah." "There are a lot of innovative ideas in self storage." "You park your boat or put your shit in a shed, lock it up and walk away." "What am I missing?" "Well, a lot of clichés are clichés for good reason, and one of them is, "You need money to make money,"" "in my opinion." "Um, and I could be that money." "You would get to hold on to 100% ownership." "In return for what?" "Well, I would control the finances, uh, the accounting, investment oversight..." "Stuff like that." "I would get to recoup 100% on my investment." "I'd get two-and-a-half percent of..." " you know, the net profits." " Mm." "Sir, you are delinquent on..." "on your property taxes... and you got those tenants that are suing you." "I think there's three of them, yeah?" "Maybe this could work for both of us." "Plus, I'll tell you what..." "I bet it would feel a lot better if I wasn't just an investor, and I was also a client." "I..." "I'm looking for storage space myself." "So, um, if that's a unit right there, I will take that big one, and I will deal with whatever's on the inside of it for... how about 75 bucks a month?" "What do you say?" " Hundred." " One hundred." ""Got to spend money to make money." That how that went?" "That's what I said." "Yeah." "All right." "Court pays me to store evidence." "Nobody claims it, I inherit it." "Guy cut the tip of a pontoon off, put it on a hinge." "Thought he'd smuggle methamphetamines to and fro across the lake." "'Course, you put six tweakers on a pontoon boat, all wild-eyed, and racing about, and yammering at once, bound to raise the eyebrow of the Water Patrol." "Not a fishing pole or a cooler of soda pop for a cover." " Hm." " Let that be a lesson to you." "Okay." "Okay." "All right." "Well, uh..." "Where you going?" "What about our business arrangement?" "No arrangement." "You rented storage from me." "End of story." "Oh, come on now." "Your operating costs are fixed, Sir." "We could invest in stackable storage, and refrigerated units..." "I'm an old dog." "New tricks don't appeal to me." "Rent's due on the first, skipper." "...cash investment where you, uh, you really can build out and reinvest maybe, you know, in a whole new boat." "Could do a color here." "If there's more product in here, and a little better lighting, it will get more people in." "The aesthetic can come up and then the clientele can come up a little bit, and you'd be surprised..." "You know, your name's right here." "Sir?" "You can put it right down here." "Come here." "Okay." "Let's take a look at this bad boy." "Okay." "Yeah." "Manager wanted me to make sure you still had one of these in your room." " Yeah, we're all set." " Sure?" "It's chock-full of, uh clever-sounding, overly-judgmental one-liners." "Yeah, look, Wyatt, is it?" "I really don't wanna have to get you fired today, okay?" "Well, if you could, I'd have to thank you." "This job's my old man's idea." "Something about "calluses and character."" "Yeah, well, you're blowing leaves, not hiding Anne Frank." "I doubt that that argument resonates with a Baptist Kansas City lawyer, but I'll give it a go." " Your dad's a lawyer?" " Yeah." "We've got a, uh, summer home out here." "And, uh, well, I'm going to Mizzou in the fall." " Mm." " Dad's not happy about my major, so he's hoping I'll have some, like, come-to-Jesus summer and switch." " What about you?" " We're from Chicago." "My dad's in finance, but clearly he's just cheap." "Anyway." "Three and I are going wakeboarding in a little bit, if you guys wanna come along." "Leaving in, like, 20 minutes." "I don't know." "Better than sitting around here all day." "Dad said to stay here." "What?" "To guard three iPads and a Pandora bracelet?" "Have at it." "It's very common for someone to start a business because they have an affinity for the product." "You know what I'm saying?" "And that they not necessarily have a very strong business model." "It happens all the time, so..." "I like titties so I opened a titty bar." "That's exactly what I'm saying." "Or gentlemen's club, not sure what you call it around here." " But it's..." " I call it a titty bar." "You think you can do better?" "Well, I think that any business could benefit from a set of fresh eyes, and my research tells me that you have the only, um..." " Titty bar." " ...titty bar, sure, in the lake area, and yet you still..." "you still seem to struggle, and I'm wondering what you could do with an immediate loan and an updated business plan." "I..." "I think that, uh, a higher-caliber dancer would definitely translate into a higher-paying customer." "Is there any reason you can't have beautiful women on your payroll?" "I don't think so." "Beautiful girls won't work here." "I won't let 'em." "Plain Janes with a work ethic?" "That's my sweet spot right there." "Or freak bait." "Angie here is working on number four." "See, I own the stage." "They pay me to climb up on it, plus 25% of their tips." "Ain't no payroll." "All 1099s." "Independent contractors." "No health insurance, vacation time, 401s, social security, sick leave..." "and no liability." " But I want my 25%." "Read me?" " Uh-huh." "Loud and clear." " Listen, this is..." " How much you got?" " $100,000, uh, to start." " You got more?" "150, maybe 200?" "Yeah, sure I can." "Of course I can." "Um, yeah." "I'd need to, obviously, recoup 100% of my investment as soon as possible," " and then I'd have two..." " Twenty-five percent." "Sorry?" "My cut... for washing your money." "What you're doing, ain't it?" " I..." "I don't think you really..." " Hey!" "Don't you play me, Mr. Byrde." "Got me a real big temper." "You do not wanna see it get away from me." "We're done here." "All righty." "All right." "So... it was built in '75." "You got... 2,500 square feet, not to mention 350 feet of lake frontage." "You got two sea docks." "No way I can afford this." " Hey, Sam." " Hey, Buddy." "Actually, it's under your budget." "Yeah, I'd, uh, invite you in, but..." " my old man's in a mood right now." " Huh." "Wants me to study law and work for him." "Thinks journalism's a worthless degree." " Isn't it?" " Probably." " Everyone ready?" " Yeah." "The great white shark's teeth develop in many layered rows." "While the shark may use only 50 at any given time, hundreds more of the shark's serrated..." "Basement's finished." "I'll take that." "You and yours can have the rest." "I don't drive much but when I do, I don't want to be hemmed in." "So, wait..." "You want to remain in the house?" "Sam..." "Sorry, Buddy." "I didn't have time to explain that to her." "Um..." " I've got a bad heart." " Yeah." "I need a new one." "But I'm 82, so I'm not getting one." "My cardiologist tells me that I've got a year... eighteen months, tops." "He's a dot head, but other than that I've no reason to doubt the man." "Um..." "I'm sorry." "I'm selling the place under the condition that I be allowed to live here until I die." "I have a hot plate and a fridge I can move downstairs." "Any luck, we can go weeks without seeing each other." "Well, there it is." "I understand it's an unusual condition, and I've priced the property to reflect that." " How many kids do you have?" " Two." "Girl and a boy." "How old's the girl?" "Fifteen." "Why?" "Oh, we're on a septic tank here, not a sewer line." "If she's gonna chuck her period plugs down the crapper, you're gonna foot the Roto-Rooter bill when the tank backs up." "I beg your pardon." "Period plugs?" "I have terminal heart disease, Ma'am." "Since 2012." "I believe in being direct." "That's not a problem, is it?" "No." "No problem." "Well, been very nice meeting you." "If this isn't for you, let's say our goodbyes, shall we?" "If it is, great." "Let's call the decider to sign off." " Who?" " Your husband." " Ah." " We'll give you a call." "Let me ask you something." "Your heart... a year?" "Yeah, a year." "Eighteen months." "♪ I'm sittin' down ♪" "♪ Sittin' down in my home ♪" "♪ Dear love of mine ♪" "♪ Please come here alone ♪" "♪ How many nights ♪" "♪ We were burning so ♪" "♪ Dear love of mine ♪" "Come on." "What's going on?" "Here, put this on." "This isn't your boat, is it?" "The house?" "College?" "Any of it?" " Hey!" " Snug enough?" "For what?" "Wyatt, stop!" "What are you doing?" "♪ And this love of mine ♪" "♪ She was on the phone ♪" "♪ You don't know why ♪" "♪ But you're like a stone ♪" "♪ Cold, different, changed ♪" "♪ Once she loved you so ♪" "♪ She will hate you now ♪" "♪ When it's time to go ♪" " Hi, I'm Jonah." " I'm Tuck." "Can I see the knife?" "Isn't it cool?" "You can have it." " You sure?" " Positive." " Thanks." " My pleasure." "$1,575 for a propeller." "Stainless steel speed prop." "Seems your daughter and her friends parked a little too close to shore." "They're not her friends." "Yeah, and she didn't know that this boat was stolen." "She thought a teenager running a leaf blower at a prom night motel lived in a $5 million home?" "Drove a $90,000 boat?" " Do you know who they are?" " Wyatt Langmore and his brother, Three." "Now, joyriding's not usually their MO, but trust me when I tell you they can't afford to pay." " And you're assuming we will?" " Mm-hmm." "Charlotte painted a picture to my deputy of a girl of some privilege." "Private school education." "Suburban home." "I'm guessing that your current choice in lodging is a reflection of frugality rather than necessity." "A guessing game." "That's fun." " Can I try?" " Marty..." " Please." " Um, I'm thinking that arresting the white trash that almost killed my daughter and extracting the truth is hard, time-consuming work." "Work which, if given a choice, like us, you'd gladly forego." "Marty..." "So, uh, my guess is that this all comes down to simple, run-of-the-mill laziness." " Shut up, Marty." " How's that?" "What happened there?" "I have 1,150 miles of shoreline to patrol and eight boats." "I care about the taxpaying citizens of this county, and the tourism dollar upon which they depend." "So... to those intent on leaving a light economic footprint, staying in the cheapest possible places, sucking the tit of this department, while criticizing me in the prosecution of my duties," "I say, "Go... to fucking Branson."" "That's great." "Now, let's finish booking Charlotte, shall we?" "Are you an appointed or an elected official, Sheriff?" "Elected." "And do the... the Langmores vote?" "Not historically." "No, Ma'am." "I would think that votes would be valuable around here." "Do they pay taxes?" "We do." "Both." "And?" " I put a deposit down on a home." " We're looking for a home." "Well... welcome." "You're lucky that Charlotte didn't get mixed up with Ruth Langmore." "She's 19." "Smart." "Mean." "As a criminal, her potential's as yet untapped." "Bill?" "Hey, uh, you wanna pick up the, uh, brothers Langmore," "Wyatt and Three?" "Yeah, they're living with their dad, Russ." "His trailer's in the cove." "Right." " Sheriff, you have a picture of Ruth?" " Yeah." "She is a B and E magician." "Don't put down anything around her that you're fond of." "Hey." "Why do I buy you a phone if you don't answer it?" "It's charging." "Who cleaned up in here?" "Did you let somebody in?" " No, I did it." " You did?" " Yes." " Well, thank you." "Sorry." "Everything okay?" "Where'd you get this?" "A friend." "I..." "I went for a short walk." "I took the computers and bracelet with me." "Okay." "Jonah, outside." "Come on." "Come, come on." "Go, go." "Please." " Jonah, come on." "Come on, hurry." " What?" "Yeah, no, you mentioned that, but what about their cousin, Ruth?" "She lives with her uncles, Russ and Boyd." "They haven't seen Ruth and the boys since this morning." "Something missing?" "Uh, no." "Uh-uh." "Everything is fine, Sheriff." "Thank you." "Mom says that girl took something." "That she's cousins with those two assholes." "Do I ask that much of you, Charlotte?" "I don't, do I?" "I know where they might have gone." "I just don't know how to get there." " Whatcha fishing for, son?" " I'm open to suggestions." "Thank you." "There you go." " Catfish." "Great." " Yeah." " Thank you." " You need some ice with that?" "Yes, ice, please." "Twist right for fast, left for slow." "If you get back after dark, just tie it up good for me." "Yep, you got it." " $100 bill." "There you go." " Thank you." "Uh, excuse me, Sir?" "Can I give you $100 for, uh, for those five catfish?" " Yeah." " Not going fishing?" "Uh, I am going fishing." "Sure." "I'm just, uh... just getting off to a good start, you know?" "Here we go." "You wouldn't even have been able to get in if we hadn't got her out, Ruth." "You didn't get the little dipshit brother outta there, did you?" "No." "You did not." "I had to wait for him to leave." "I'd a been a sight more comfortable with a couple grand and a Handycam." "The point is, Uncle Boyd, that much cash money's ill-gotten." "We got as much right to it as he does." "No, you do not." " That is my money and I'm taking it." " The fuck you are!" "Relax!" "Relax." "Just tell me one thing, okay?" "What do you think you're gonna do with all of that cash?" "Can't just stick it in that hole behind a urinal in whatever the hell place this is, okay?" "And you can't put it in a bank." "These guys file cash transaction reports to the IRS for any deposits over $10,000." "So forget about the bank." "Can't go shopping for some fancy truck or something." "Not with cash." "IRS'll be on your front doorstep first thing in the morning." "All that is there is a lifetime supply of groceries and gas." "That's all it is." " Fuckin' A." " Shut up." "That's mine." "And, technically, I'm only responsible for it." "Whose money is it?" "Technically?" "His name is Omar Navarro." "Does that mean anything to you?" " No." "Who the fuck is a Omar Navarro?" " Well, it should." " He's a guy you need to worry about." " Who is..." " Omar Navarro." " ..." "Omar Navarro." " What do you mean, technically?" " Checking." "Technically, it's not my money." "It's his and I'm... responsible for it." " Oh, fuck me." " So you need to think this through." " You get it?" " No." "No, I don't think so." "Guy who runs a drug cartel's a smart man." "He wouldn't trust damn near $3 million to someone like you." "Oh, he trusted me with eight." "There's five more million under the bed at that motel in a couple of duffel bags and a suitcase." "You guys need to know how big this mistake you're making is." "You have $8 million of some drug kingpin's money?" " That's right." " Why?" "Don't worry about that." "The only question you guys need to be asking is are you murderers?" "You steal that money, you're gonna have to kill me." "'Cause there's another man who works for Mr. Navarro, a very serious man... and he's gonna come to town." "He's gonna ask me where that money is." "And if I'm still alive," "I'm gonna have to tell him that the Langmores stole it." "At which point he's gonna find someone with your last name and start removing their skin until he locates the rest of you." "So you decide, right now, once and for all, are you killers?" "You know, a case could be made that... the disappearance of Mr. Byrde and the redistribution of this money..." "constitutes a good thing." "He's aiding and abetting the sale of drugs." " Mm-hmm." " Oh, boy." "Who knows how much pain and misery he's caused?" " Would cause." " Would cause." "To kids, even." "Okay." "No, we won't be buying new cars and trucks off the lot." "Fine." "But Merle'd be happy to sell us lightly used for cash, would he not?" "Oh, yeah." "You think the IRS radar's up the 70-inch Samsungs?" "I think not." "We're never ever going to get another opportunity like this." "Who's the weak link here?" "Hmm?" "Who's got the big mouth?" "Who's the weak link with the big mouth and dates the trashy women and drinks too much with the trashy men?" "Who is it?" "Who's the irresponsible one that's gonna burn through theirs in, like, five years?" "They're gonna come asking you for a little bit of yours and what are you gonna tell that person?" "Hmm?" "You gonna tell them, "No"?" "What happens then?" "Do they threaten to rat you out for stealing the money and killing me?" "'Cause, don't forget, for all this to work, you gotta kill me." "And did you know that Missouri has the death penalty?" "So... unless you're prepared to kill a family member to keep yourself off death row, you're looking at constant, continuous, relentless pursuit for the rest of your life." " Yeah." "I'm out." " Yeah." " Three." " Oh, yeah." "Good choice." " I'm sorry about Charlotte." " Not good enough." " We're taking a hundred grand." " Mr. Navarro will take it back." " Fifty, then." " He'll take that, too." " Thirty." " Nope." "We're taking $20,000." "Get 20..." "That's a mistake." "...for our trouble and dashed expectations." "Okeydoke." " Deal with it." " You deal with it." "Or you can tell Mr. Navarro the truth." "You are a poor steward of his money." "I'll let him know." "Come on." "Almost got that done, didn't I?" "Why do I have this feeling we both know that you'd be better off dead?" "Route 78." "Three miles south of I-80." "Well?" "The jawbone was Hanson Sr.'s... but I guarantee you, if the rest of that ooze could take shape... you'd find Bruce Liddell in there, too." "And you're transferring to Missouri?" "That's where Martin Byrde is." "Alive and well, swiping his Amex." "How are we gonna do this?" "Byrde liquidates his business." "Somebody does the same to Bruce." "He jerks his family from Chicago and $8 million from the bank, transporting both to southern Missouri." "Why?" "That money was clean." "Taxes were paid." "If he was scared of us freezing it, he'd just wire it into offshore oblivion." "He needs that money." "For what, I do not know, but... it'll be illegal." "And I'm gonna catch him." "And when I do, he'll tell me exactly how and where the cartels are laundering that money, at which point I'll seize it." "All of it." "And then my career will be made." "That's how I'm gonna do it." "You and me." "Have you thought about how we're going to do this?" "We're not." "Who loves his little girl?" " Hey, Dad." " Yeah?" "Where you going?" "I just have to go somewhere." "I want you to go back to sleep, okay?" "I'm sorry I left yesterday." "I know." "It's okay." "I made a friend." "His name is Tuck." "And he works at the Blue Cat Lodge." "Nobody stays in the lodge or... eats in the restaurant or drinks at the bar." "That's your kind of place, right, Dad?" "Go back to sleep, okay?" "I love you." "I love you, too." "You know, someday you're gonna have a little boy." "And I hope that you're as proud of him as I am of you." "Okay." "Okay." "Go to sleep." "The insurance payout is a million dollars." " Okay?" " Marty, you got the money back." " You take the kids today..." " You... you won." " ...and live off the credit card." " You won." "I didn't win." "How did I win?" "I lost everything." "We have nothing." "If I'm dead, we have something." "It's simple." "You take the kids today and you live off the credit cards" " until the insurance pays out." " You're not thinking straight." "Then you take that money and you start over." "You just need more time." "No, I don't, Wendy." "This was a dodge." "This was a lie." "No one can wash $8 million down here." "Not in three months." "And when Del gets his $8 million back, he'll be whole... and if he knows that I'm dead, I don't think that he..." "I mean, he's got no reason to, uh..." "To what?" "He has..." "He has no reason to kill..." "to kill us?" "Yeah, I don't think that he will." "Why would he?" " You don't have to do this." " I know." " Listen." " You don't." "You don't have to..." "On this piece of paper is Del's e-mail." "And underneath it is an address and the number of a storage unit." "And that's where his money is." "That's where he'll find it." "In three hours, I want you to call the sheriff, and I want you to tell the sheriff that I haven't come back" " and that you're worried." " Marty..." "I was hiking on Horseshoe Bend, near Sweetwater Bluff." "Okay?" "Can you say that?" " Say that." "Say that to me." "Come on." " Horseshoe..." " Horseshoe Bend." "Near Sweetwater Bluff." " Horseshoe Bend..." "I was hiking on Horseshoe Bend, near Sweetwater Bluff." "Sweetwater..." "Okay." "That's where they're gonna find me and then I want you to e-mail Del and I want you to do it immediately, okay?" "Because if somebody else finds that money, if somebody else goes poking around that storage place..." "Marty." "Marty, don't do this." "Don't." "Do not do this." "Hello?" "Hey, Bob." "Good morning." "It's Marty Byrde." "I've got a little bit of a random question for you." "Have you, by chance, ever handled any life insurance investigations?" "A couple dozen." "Why?" "Okay, good. 'Cause I've got this friend and he is looking for an answer, or statistics, really, on how often carriers deny claims if there's any suspicion that the policy holder has committed suicide." "Does this client have an actual claim that's been denied or is he just curious?" "I think he just wants to know how often the... the claim is paid out after the investigation." "Uh, yeah, how, how many times they follow through with the payment." "Uh, you know, I guess a percentage, maybe?" "I'm not sure." "I mean, what can I tell him?" "What do you think?" "Uh, 85% or... or 70%?" "Is it..." "Is it less?" "If it's an individual by himself, any death, it's gonna be investigated." "Sure, that's understandable." "Um, but if it's an actual accident." "If it's a car accident, if it's..." "I don't know, I don't know what it would be." "If it's hiking or if it's..." "It would depend." "Now, this client... say he's maybe had recent financial problems or demonstrated unusual behavior, like quitting his job suddenly." "Or... if maybe he had a spouse who'd been unfaithful." "That's all ammunition the insurance company would use to try and not pay out." "Yeah, yeah, so... would you put it at, like, 50%?" "Bob?" "Is it less than 50?" "I can't give you numbers." "Mr. Byrde?" "Thanks so much for your help." "Yes, yes, I know." "I..." "I'm sure I'm worrying over nothing." "It's just he..." "He doesn't know the roads here." "Exactly." "That's all I ask." "All right." "Thank you, Sheriff." "Thank you." "Hey, Dad." "Where's your mom?" "Did you send the e-mail?" "Good." "Good." "I wasn't thinking straight." "Hey, pal." "Tell me more about the Blue Cat Lodge." " What do you want?" " What do you want?" "Go on." "Get up." "I got shit to do." "Come on." "Up, up." "Come on." "Miss Garrison, I don't know anything about your business." "Therefore I have no suggestions on how to improve it." "I invest in people, not businesses." "I look for people that are passionate about what they do, and for some reason, they haven't found success." "And I know money." "I know how to make it work." "I know how to get it." "I have it... and I'm willing to invest it in you." "Look, uh, Marty, I know this angle." "You invest." "Hmm?" "And then we go and we remodel some units." "And come June, business improves incrementally... and I take a little more money." "And then July rolls around, a little more money, but it's advertising for the Fourth." "And then a few more units are rented... and it's better than nothing, but it's still not enough to service the debt on the loan I already owe the bank." "A loan secured by the mortgage on this property." "That old chestnut." "And then, before you know it, it's Labor Day and I'm in hock to you and the bank and you force a sale, recoup your investment with interest." "I don't need you for that, Marty, 'cause I can fuck things up all by myself." "So get out." "Now." "Shit, I don't know." "I do know that he has a kitty named Henry." "Tuck, you are, without a doubt, the biggest retard I've ever seen." "Hey." "Don't use that word." "What the hell's the matter with you?" " Did you say something to me?" " You can't use that word." "Ever." "You telling me what I can and can't say?" "Yeah." "I give that lesson to my kids, they get it right away." "You got about 20 years on both of them and you still don't know you can't say that shit?" "I mean, why does he have to feel bad just so you can feel good?" "Plus, when you disrespect him, you disrespect this whole place." "And you might be able to get away with that kind of crap at the dive bars you're used to going to, but not here." "I won't tolerate it." " You won't tolerate it?" " That's right." "I won't... tolerate it." "Now hang on a second." "You take a big deep breath, 'cause I want you to look at something." "That wall's got about 50 years' worth of photographs." "One specifically, this one right here, with the kid and his dad and that great big fish." "Bartender, can I see that picture there with the kid and his dad and that big fish?" "That's it." "Thank you." "Now, this is an illusion." "Whoever took this photo told this kid to push this fish forward so it'd look bigger in the picture because he wanted to make this memory as special as possible, because he cared." "That happens here." "And you want to disrespect that?" "I don't think so." "Now I want you to apologize to that young man right now." "You miserable, redneck... cocksucker." "Who is that?" "That is Buddy Dieker." "Who?" "Mr. Dieker will be living in the basement for a year... give or take." "Mom, what are we doing here?" "Your father's laundering money for a Mexican drug cartel." "I shit you not." "Hello, Mr. Dieker!"