Yeah! Now we're cookin'.
How do I look today, huh?
I know I look sharp
'cause I'm out of this... dump.
Come on, man, let's go. I don't feeI
like waiting much today. Come on!
Thank you, sir.
That's it? I'm free?
See this?
It's yours.
Hey, man, that's Buck.
Hey, Buck!
Couple of minutes there, I didn't think
they were gonna let us out. Come on.
Hey, let's have a drink.
We're free like a paloma!
- No, thanks.
- Hey, man, don't be a chicken.
Hey, Buck,
you saved my life, man.
I'm not gonna let you
get away that easy. Huh?
You don't owe me nothing.
Hey, that ain't how it is, Buck.
Buck! Tell you what.
At least let me give you a ride home.
What do you say to that, huh?
I won't even speak Spanish, Buck.
To you.
Have a cup of champagne,
talk some business...
What do you say, Buck?
Okay.
All right!
All right!
That's the way I like it.
That's my man.
Here you go.
Want some?
No, it gives me a headache.
What headache, man? We're free!
What are you talkin' about?
- Hi there!
- Hey, yeah!
Your town's a piece of shit, man.
Look at this.
You gotta come with me to Miami.
I'll make you rich.
Hey. Legitimate, I swear.
My family got lots
of legitimate business, man.
I'm sure they do.
Thanks.
But, uh, no, thanks.
Aw, shit, Buck, what do I gotta do
to pay you back, huh?
- Just forget it.
- I can't forget it, man.
You don't stop those monkeys,
I'd be breathing
out the side of my neck, man.
I'll see you later.
Thanks for the ride.
Shit, Buck!
You're gonna drive me nuts!
Hello, Roscoe.
Would you tell the sheriff I'm here?
Okay.
Come in.
Sit down, Buck.
I'll just stand here.
Sit down.
Well, I'll be reaI honest
with you, Matthews.
You know, you should've asked
that parole officer of yours
to parole you to another town
where the law enforcement
doesn't know you as well as I do.
See, I don't want you
in this town.
You're an ex-convict
and you're a killer.
And as far as I'm concerned,
you're one mean son of a bitch
who shouldn't be
out on the streets.
I guess that's all.
No, that's not all.
You report here once a week.
And if you so much as fart...
and I get wind of it...
Get out.
Get out.
That's all.
Hey, Buck.
Hey, J.B.
Good to see you.
Miami, man.
Who's that?
He's a friend of mine.
He drove me here.
- You feeI rehabilitated?
- Yeah.
Yeah, I thought so.
Thinking about moving?
- No.
- Why not?
Hell, I grew up here.
It's home.
You feeI like moving?
After the screwing you got,
I don't know why you wanna
come back here in the first place.
You don't?
I don't need any more problems,
know what I mean?
The sheriff is gonna make your life
miserable. The man's an asshole.
- He's your boss, J.B.
- Just for ten more days.
Say, what's this?
Thanks.
This town is losing
its greatest black man.
I'm retiring.
I'm gonna lay on the beach,
work on my tan.
Mommy, Mommy,
Daddy's home! He's home!
What's in the letter?
Oh, it said,
"Anytime, anyplace, anything. "
Oh? What's her name?
No, no,
it's nothing like that.
- Daddy! Daddy!
- Thanks for the ride.
Hey! Come here!
Oh, Daddy, you're home!
K ss K ss
I missed you so much.
Well, I missed you.
I missed you.
Here, take this.
That's for you.
See what you can do
with that.
Hello.
Hi.
It's been kinda hard on you,
hasn't it?
Yeah.
Yeah.
But it won't be anymore.
Daddy, thank you so much.
Mommy, Mommy,
look what Daddy got me.
Oh, honey, that's beautifuI.
It's just almost
as beautifuI as you.
It's nice to know
some things don't change.
Is Jen as good as she seems?
Yeah, she is, though she's been
on pins and needles
since we visited you last,
trying to believe
you were really coming home.
- Yeah.
- But, uh, I think she's great.
I don't think she's
one of our problems.
Good.
How about the job?
It's there.
You start tomorrow night.
Tomorrow night.
That's good.
- Are you sure?
- What?
I just don't think it's fair that they're
making you start all over again.
Well, they have to.
Oh, damn it!
They're just af...
they're just afraid
that someone won't like
an ex-con being foreman.
Seems like everybody in this town
is afraid of somebody or something.
I think it would be better
if we just got out of here.
No, Christie. No.
Why stay if they're not
gonna treat you right?
Hey, what about all
that we said we're gonna do?
Our plans, our plans
about getting ahead...
Aren't you guys
ever gonna finish talking?
Maybe, maybe not.
Come here.
Come over here.
Get over here.
- Has mama tickled you?
- Yes.
It's not much, but I need it.
It's home.
You glad to have me home? Huh?
Are you glad to have me home?
I'll just come by the house, Hank.
Hey, there he is!
Hey! How you doing, boss?
I'm not the boss anymore.
How you doing?
Good. Hell, it's just
a temporary thing.
You'll be foreman
before they get this thing skinned.
We'll see.
Company don't know
what the hell they're doing.
They never did, did they?
Is there anything to know?
Just don't get too bored, is all.
I won't. I'm good at that.
- Okay, buddy.
- See you later.
- Good luck to you.
- What do you say, Buck?
Tommy, you wanna go
for a couple cold ones?
Good luck, Buck!
- Hi, Jake.
- Another hard day?
Actually, it wasn't too bad.
- Good night.
- Good night.
No!
No! No! No!
No! No! Stop! No!
Hold her down.
- Hold her down!
- No!
Hold her,
for chrissakes!
No! No!
You're okay.
You're okay now.
I'm gonna take you to the hospitaI.
You're okay.
It's my job to enforce the law
in this town, and I do it.
I have a mind to send you back
right now for that stupid vigilante shit.
But you're gonna leave this town,
Matthews, and I mean leave it.
One way or the other,
I'll see to that.
No shit.
Don't play with me, boy.
You can only lose.
- Where you going, boy?
- Back to work, sir.
- Back to work?
- Yes, sir.
"Yes, sir. "
I like that.
"Sir. "
Hey! Buck!
Hey, what are you doing here?
What the hell is going on?
Hi, Mr. Matthews.
Will you talk to us?
Were you frightened?
Do you know who
these assailants were?
- How've you been?
- Good. No, I don't. I'd like to know.
- You didn't call me.
- There wasn't time.
When did you get out of prison? Did you
know nurse Reynolds before last night?
Please talk to us, Mr. Matthews.
You used to call me "Buck," Melody.
Remember?
- They gonna give you your job back now.
- Think so?
A reluctant hero, a good Samaritan...
a speciaI breed in these
violent, frightening times.
This is Melody Mendrosa
with mini-cam 6
In front of Buck Matthews' house
on East Canyon Road.
Everyone knows
they're drug runners.
They used to stay out of town,
but about a year and a half ago,
people started seeing
more and more of them.
Now they just do
whatever they wanna do.
What about the sheriff?
Oh, a lot of noise.
He doesn't do anything. Thanks.
J.B.?
Yeah, he arrested
a few of them,
but when they but out on baiI,
they just disappear.
Yeah.
Oh, God.
- You tired?
- Yes.
How tired?
I'm not that tired.
Hello?
Hey, what are you doing here?
Gave the hero the night off, huh?
ReaI nice of 'em, huh?
- Yeah. You want a cold one?
- Sure. Don't mind if I do.
You know, nobody ever
stood up to them before.
They are gonna take it personaI.
You think so?
Yeah, they're gonna try
and pop you on the job
when you're alone
one night...
And then you're
gonna get pissed off,
then the sheriff
is gonna get pissed off,
and all that means
is a hassle for me.
So I'm gonna ask you
to do me a favor...
...since you're not
gonna leave this town.
Ease up on 'em
a little bit...
...untiI I can.
Thanks for the warning.
Thanks for the beer.
Hi.
- Hey. Now how do you feeI?
- Mm, fine.
Jen asleep?
No, she's doing her homework.
Did I hear the telephone?
That was J.B.
He just dropped by.
What did he want?
Buck?
This gun is dirty.
Honey?
You know, sometimes when I
was prison, I'd get a feeling...
...reaI quiet and deep.
You know, just before
something bad would happen.
Same thing in Vietnam.
And you have it?
Yeah.
Now?
Yeah.
Listen, Jen and I don't need this.
We don't need it.
You're the one who wants
to stay here, not me.
Yeah.
Buck, please.
Please, please.
Okay. Get Jen
and let's pack some things.
You mean it?
Yeah.
Yes, I mean it.
Yeah, I mean it.
I mean it.
Just go now, okay, honey?
Go now. Pack some things.
Christie!
Mommy!
Mommy!
Mommy! Mommy!
Daddy!
Daddy!
Christie!
Buck!
Help me!
Buck, help me!
Help!
Daddy! Daddy!
Buck!
No!
Dr. Holden.
call the hospital operator.
Dr. Holden...
Dr. Adams...
You don't mind
if I pray with you, Buck?
No.
We are praying
for the souI of your wife?
No, father.
What for, then?
I'm praying for vengeance.
Hello, operator?
I'd like to make a collect call
to area code 3-0-5...
My name is Buck Matthews.
Hello, Jamie?
Yeah.
Yeah, it's me.
I'm really hurtin'
and I need a little help.
I'm not too heavy for you, am I?
No, not at all.
Though I can't tell you
how gratefuI I am for what you did.
That's okay.
Okay. Okay, Hank, this is picture.
Let's do it now.
Easy now.
That's nice.
- Thanks again.
- You're welcome.
You in?
Yeah.
You take care of yourself.
And so Buck Matthews,
A man who has lost so much.
goes home...
Roscoe!
...and makes us wonder about
the quality of our local law enforcement.
Let's go back
to the beginning.
Let's go back
to the night of August...
Shit.
LocaI law enforcement.
I'll show her
law enforcement.
Since almighty God
has called our sister Christie
from this life to Himself,
we commit her body to the earth
from which it was made.
Christ was the first
to rise from the dead,
and we know that He will raise up
our mortaI bodies
to be like his in glory.
We commend our sister to the Lord.
May the Lord receive her
into His peace
and raise up her body un...
Let us pray for our sister
to our Lord Jesus Christ,
who said,
"I am the resurrection
and the life.
"The man who believes in me
will live even if he dies,
"and every living person
who puts his faith in me
will never suffer eternaI death. "
Lord, You wept at the death
of Lazarus, Your friend.
Comfort us in our sorrow.
We ask this in faith.
They're all over the place like ants
in the manufacturing business.
That cheap stuff... crack...
shipping it all over America.
Lots of money. Big Bucks.
They got a place somewhere
out there in the desert.
They do just about anything
they wanna do.
There was a time we could've
stopped them, but, uh...
but the sheriff didn't want to.
What about you?
What about me?
Hey, where do you go
to surrender?
I'm almost out of here, man.
That's all I wanted.
- Boy, I remember a time when you'd...
- That time is past, Buck.
I just don't care anymore.
Look, I did my time.
It took me 20 years
to make, uh, sergeant,
and I had to come
to this hick town to do it.
It would've taken any
shit-head peckerwood two years.
Look, I don't
owe anybody nothing...
But I know why
that badass sheriff hates you.
He's afraid of you.
You come back from overseas...
with medals.
Everybody admires you.
You're a man that was ready
to challenge him
and get those people
in the town to stand up to him,
and he knew that, so, uh...
He did something about it.
He stopped you.
You... and me.
Now all I want is out.
I tell you one thing, though.
You go out there after them...
you're going alone.
So I go alone.
You can't stay here.
I'm not leaving.
Look, I got a...
an extra room in my place.
You're welcome to it.
Come right over there right now.
No, I'm gonna stay.
Jesus.
Look, I'll be around somewhere
if you need me, all right?
You broke the rules.
I make the rules.
Then we're all
gonna go down the shitter
unless you keep these animals
out of this town. That's the deaI.
We're in trouble as it is with that
idiot brother of yours raping that girI.
I take care of Ray.
All right, all right.
Take it easy, take...
You guys are nutty, that's all.
Showing up at the funeraI...
You take care of your business,
and I take care of mine.
- Fine.
- You bet.
Fine.
Hello!
Hello!
Hello!
Yeah?
Oh, take it easy.
Take it easy.
How you was been?
Tengo un surprise for you.
Yeah, surprise.
Jamie.
Okay, let's go.
Bring it on down.
Okay, hold it.
Hold it.
Hey, Jorge,
show him the console, man.
You gonna love it, man.
Huh? You like?
Yeah, it's reaI nice.
What's in that box?
What do you think, huh?
It's another supply.
You know, you have
a very good friend.
Go on.
Hi, baby.
It's daddy.
Her vitaI signs are good.
I think she's gonna pull out of it.
Good.
Straight.
Father Healey brought that.
Oh. Well, thank him for me.
I will.
Daddy got something
for you, sweetheart.
Here, I can open it.
I'll open it for you.
Look at that.
Look at that.
It's just like the other one.
It's gonna be all right,
Jennifer.
I promise, for you,
it's gonna be all right.
Seen some maggots on Pass Road.
They might be headed
out toward the Matthew place.
Where you going, Ed?
Sheriff wants ribs.
Hold down the fort.
Damn it!
Oh, Ray.
Jesus, Ray.
It couldn't have been
nobody but you.
You're still not gonna
say nothing, huh?
Prove it.
Prove it?!
You still have to prove it.
Do I?!
You doing that time inside there
didn't do anything for you, did it?
You were an asshole then,
and you're a bigger asshole now.
But you are fucking up.
And the next time you go away,
you're going away for a long time.
Now get him the fuck outta here!
Get him now!
Come on.
Goddamn you.
J.B., don't you push me!
- Get off him.
- Hey!
What are you looking at,
black man?
I'm looking at a white man.
That's right, a reaI white man.
Take a good look.
Now, get him outta here, boy.
Come on, you get outta here, too.
Go on, get!
Oh, shit.
I'm sorry, Christie.
Oh, I'm sorry, honey.
Oh, goddamn.
- Howdy, Buck.
- Hello, Roscoe.
I'm sure sorry about Christie.
They're just playing with you,
you know.
Soon enough, they're gonna kill ya.
You ever stop to think
if you hadn't come back here,
none of this would've happened?
If you hadn't gone into Rosales' bar,
maybe you wouldn't
have gone to state prison.
It was self-defense.
No, you don't get the slammer
for self-defense.
Well, you were there.
You saw what happened.
But it don't matter now,
does it?
Buck, that shotgun's
a parole violation.
Well, come on and take me in.
Take me in!
You don't know, do you, kid?
You're already dead.
Do me a favor, huh?
Get outta this town.
Let these maggots have it.
I'll fix up this plane, and I'll fly you
the hell outta here myself.
I'm not running.
Well, I am in a few more days.
Get outta here before they find out
where you are and blow up my Stearman.
UntiI Jen is strong enough to traveI,
I'd like to have a guard on her.
Is there anybody you can trust?
No.
Hey...
I'll see what I can do, okay?
Okay, thanks.
You're gonna be able
to go home in a few days, okay?
And while I'm not here, Jimmy here
is gonna stay and take care of you.
He's a reaI nice guy,
and he loves paper dolls.
Don't you?
Oh, yeah. You bet.
They're my favorite.
Yeah, okay.
- Daddy?
- What?
Do I have to go home?
I'm scared.
We'll work something out.
Take care now.
I just got your...
Shh. She's trying to go to sleep.
Come on out in the hall.
Night, honey.
This is Charlie Henderson, my man.
He's gonna watch things for us.
- Good.
- This is Buck.
- How you doing, Buck?
- Thanks a lot.
- Where you going?
- You got some change?
Yeah, I think.
What... what do you want it for?
I'm gonna call the county D.A.
Yeah, well, what does me being
on probation have to do with anything?
Look, I served my time.
Now I'm in trouble
and I need help.
No, my parole officer is the sheriff.
He's the frigging problem.
That's what I've been trying
to tell you!
No, you're not listening to me!
Look, these people
killed my wife,
and nobody's doing
a thing about it.
And my daughter's in the...
Yes, there were witnesses.
What about me, for chrissake?
- Damn it.
- Where you going?
I'm gonna go get a witness.
I suppose you need my help.
I suppose you want me to blow
my pension just to save your white ass!
- Hey, Matthews!
- Come on, J.B.
Nice to see you.
Thanks for comin' in.
Buckle up.
- What's going on?
- Run! Get outta here!
Come on.
Inside, quickly!
He's alive,
God damn it!
Goddamn!
Hang on!
- Fucking great.
- Damn it.
You drive!
Come on, let's go!
Come on! Come on!
Get us outta here!
Come on!
I'll put this truck right up his ass.
Come on, Buck!
Now.
He's still alive.
Unfortunately, he can't speak.
Oh, shit.
- Somebody caved in his larynx.
- Damn it!
Perhaps the boy can write.
You know, I don't think
he likes you very much.
Why don't you let me
handle it from here?
Go on.
Let me handle it from here.
Buck.
Look, I tried.
Maybe the boy will talk,
but they're gonna retaliate!
You gotta forget about vengeance
now and protect yourself!
How, Father?
I-27.
I got it!
I-30.
N-35!
Excuse me a minute.
What in God's sake
is wrong with you people?
Don't you know
what's going on out there,
or are you just pretending
not to see it?
I can't believe this.
This place is crawling with lice,
and you're acting
like it's Mayberry R.F.D.
You know, when I went
off to Vietnam to fight,
I wasn't fighting for patriotism
or some flag or some country.
I was fighting for this town
so I could come back
and marry Christie...
...have kids and raise a family,
have a normaI life.
You know, it don't matter
how we wish things were.
It matters how we deaI
with how they are.
Now, you gave
Sheriff Copeland this town.
You gave it to him.
He's got it. He ain't gonna give it back.
It's as simple as that.
And I'll tell you what. The next person
that dies might be your wife or your kid.
So I wanna know...
who is gonna help me?
God.
O-64.
- Thanks, Jimmy.
- Hey, man.
I appreciate it.
- Be back tonight, okay?
- Oh, yeah. I'll be here.
Okay. Thanks.
- Hi.
- Hi.
I just wanna say about the...
Jennifer's gonna be okay.
I was...
Don't worry about it.
Really. It's my job.
Well...
do you need a ride home?
Yeah, as a matter of fact,
I do need one.
- Okay, good. Let's go.
- Great.
It always makes me shiver.
I hope nothing's wrong.
Yeah.
Can I buy you a beer?
No, thanks.
Not tonight.
Come on.
I think it'd do you good.
Okay.
Great.
I'm afraid
I'm not very good company.
Don't worry.
I grew up with these people.
Thought I knew 'em.
I can't believe
they live this way.
They're afraid, Buck.
So am I.
I don't know if you know...
...but I just spent
some time in prison...
...and you have
a lot of time to think.
And what I thought about most
was what I had had.
I thought about what I had
after I lost it.
You really don't know what you have
untiI it's taken away.
I'm sorry.
It's okay.
Well, how are you doing?
I'm doing fine.
Good.
Well, I mean, nothing will be
the same or anything...
But I'm fine.
Well, that's good.
Come here.
Turn around.
Come on.
Where'd you learn this?
I'm a nurse, remember?
Feels good.
Yeah?
Yeah.
They've got Jennifer.
God.
Not even a child, a helpless child,
is safe in this hospitaI
in this damn town!
Why are you persecuting that boy?
You put him in prison
for no reason.
You know it, I know it,
the town knows it.
- Does God know it?
- Look, don't mention God to me.
Take it easy, okay?
Your people took my daughter.
I wanna know where.
Okay.
That's twenty-five seconds.
You got 20 seconds now.
Here you go.
You better write it fast.
Fine. Son of a bitch.
Matthews. You've done it now, boy.
Hold it right there.
You're under arrest.
I said hold it!
You fucked with me and my town.
- Put that away!
- Stay out of it, Padre.
You better shoot me, too,
'cause I'll testify.
Shit.
Shit!
I knew you'd be
around here somewhere.
You got a plan?
God damn it.
Black pirate to carrier.
Where are you?
Comin' at ya.
Get movin', brother!
I'm on my way.
iCabron!
Asshole.
Shit!
Mayday!
Get the hell outta here!
I love it!
I fuckin' love it!
Look out!
Stop firing!
Matthews!
You son of a bitch...
you and me!
Get him!
Kill that son of a bitch,
I said!
Stay down.
Stay down.
Get over here.
My fuckin' Stearman, man.
They hit my Stearman.
I ain't jumpin'!
I have no parachute, baby!
I'm comin' in all the way!
Nobody can stop me!
I am the greatest!
The black pirate is comin' in.
Come on, J.B.! Come on, get in, buddy!
Get in! Hang on!
Shit.
Hey, boys, there may be
some press photographers here,
so get over there and look good.
Sheriff!
Look there!
All right! Get it up here!
Get in there and swing it around.
Move your ass.
Bring that around over here.
Come on.
Pull it in over there.
That's it.
Stop!
Stop it right there.
Right there, stop him!
Get him! Arrest him!
Buck Matthews,
you're under arrest.
Collins. Roscoe.
Buck, no. No.
Think about this.
Think about this.
Well, you get him, Deveraux.
Put cuffs on him.
Well, stop him, God...
Get up. Get up!
Come on.
Get up.
Get up!
Get in the truck.
Get in the truck!
Go on, get in!
Get in the truck.
Get up!
Get up.
I'll hit you in the side of the head
with this gun.
I should do it anyway.
Get in the truck!
Get your feet in.
All the way!
Son of a bitch.
Honey, you stay with J.B.
Okay?
You take care of her.
Hold her. Take her.
- You got a plan?
- I'm gonna deliver the garbage.
Fire!
Fire one!
One!
You're gonna get yourself killed,
you know!
Look, I'll make a deaI with you.
We'll go partners.
Shit!
We'll go 50/50!
I'll give you
the whole fucking thing!
You're gonna get us killed,
goddamn it!
Matthews!
Please don't leave me!
Take off the cuffs.
Oh, God! Matthews!
Please don't...
Leave him alone!
He's mine!
You made a big mistake, Matthews.
Never scratch dry shit.
Get up.
Better be here...
or here.
Anyplace else, asshole,
I kill you slow.
Come on.
It's good to see ya.
It's good seeing you.
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