(Bill)
The scene is Athens,
A bunch
of the local brainiacs
have gotten together.
The wine is being passed
and the ideas are flowing
fast and furious.
The debate's in full force.
And Socrates has the floor.
Who enters?
Alcibiades. Drunk.
A beautiful man.
Hopelessly in love
with his mentor, Socrates.
And uniquely,
in all of these dialogs,
Socrates doesn't
get the last word.
Alcibiades does. Why?
(Bill)
Because passion,
Plato seems to be saying,
is essentially
and mercilessly human.
And the best
that we can hope
to do is to quell it
through relentless discipline.
To Socrates,
the healthy life is
comprised of constant focus
by the individual
to excise those forces
that weaken or
confuse his understanding
of the world around him.
He implores us
to devote our lives
to this kind of control.
Meaning, our every
waking moment.
Socrates recognized
what every philosopher
and religion, for that matter
in the history of the world,
from Plato to Aristotle
from Epicurus to the Stoics
from the Judeo-Christians
to the Buddhists
have all observed
which is that
the balance needed
for a happy life is illusory.
And as soon as
in our gorgeously
flawed human way
we think
that we've attained it
we're pretending divinity
and we're gonna crash.
Like Icarus,
flaming into the sea.
So think about that
this weekend when you think
you're on top of the world
and then you pour
a pitcher of beer
down your throat
and chase
that upper classmen
who's out of your league.
Aristotle is next week.
Don't just look
at it as words.
Imagine the scene.
These were people. They
were alive like you and me.
They thought things.
Breath them into life.
[Bells toll]
(Anne)
So, I was thinking
about doing this contrast
between dialog
and chorus in Sophocles.
You should
read Nietzsche's
Birth of Tragedy.
He says that tragedy
emerges from the clash
between Apollo God
of reason and harmony
and Dionysus,
God of intoxication.
And that their struggle
within our human condition
is inevitable
and that that
is what has produced
the most
salient form of art
the world's ever known.
Tragedy?
What, you don't think so?
I like comedies.
You wanna see a movie?
No, Miss Greenstein.
I'm sorry.
Did you get my note?
I did.
And?
It was very clever
to write it in Latin.
With the repeated use
of the passive periphrastic?
That's quite profligate.
And how I was
sending Cicero
with alliterative adjectives
thrusting themselves
into the verbs?
None of this
was lost on me.
So?
Miss Greenstein.
You are very, very bright
and very fetching
in your way.
But there
are certain rules
mores if you will,
lines that we don't cross.
I'm not joking, actually
and I'm gonna ask you
in the future to refrain...
No. No!
Please don't do that.
I'm going to ask you
to open that door,
Miss Greenstein.
(in Latin)
Lingua sed torpet,
tenuis sub artis.
Flama deanat sonitu suopte.
Catullus 51,
the Lesbia cycle, yes.
However...
Oh, no-no-no!
Absolutely not.
(in Latin)
Tintinant aures
gemina et teguntur.
This is, don't,
this is not good
for either of us. No!
Oh!
Excuse me!
Uh, I'll, I'll...
Uh, Maggie.
Maggie!
Please don't go.
Miss Greenstein
was just leaving.
Maggie.
Absolutely nothing.
You don't
have to say anything.
I would never.
She, she, she
went and just wah.
They're all
in love with you.
Just like Harvard.
Who told you that?
This is the Classics
Department. No one is more
gossipy than you people.
Okay. I am going
to Cambridge in the morning.
It's just a lunch.
I don't want to know.
[Rock music]
[Heavy twangy accent]
We don't deal
in crystal meth.
We don't deal in cocaine
Not your rock stuff
or your powder.
We don't deal in nothin'
you gotta cook up in a spoon
and shoot in through your arm.
Pills? Pharmaceuticals?
Hell no, by and large.
Maybe, well, maybe
the Black Molly's gonna
pass through these hands
on its way
to somewheres else, just
on the account of the fact
I liked popping 'em
in high school. They helped
me get my homework done.
But that's generally
where we draw the line.
No, sir.
We're dealing 100
percent pure Oklahoma grown.
Exclusive. Why?
'Cause I ain't gonna
blow my house up
mixing antihistamine
into dynamite.
And spiritually, I don't
cotton to something that's
gotta pass through a needle.
Chemicals, well,
I just don't like 'em.
Our people was
bootleggers 'fore all this.
It was
a backyard operation.
They did it natural.
A little bit more
of a science nowadays.
I will grant you that.
(Shaver)
He say you change
your mind, get you up north.
(Bolger)
He said Texas?
Texas ain't
gonna happen.
(Waddell)
Think we don't
wanna sell in Texas?
Kansas, Nebraska, Missouri.
[Snorts and spits]
I ain't interested.
He say
you better
get interested.
Meanin' what?
Meanin' your choice
is to expand your business
or we shut
you down entire.
Then how you gonna
pay your debt?
Well, what happened
to Fatback?
Arrested last week.
And the Rawls feller?
Blowed his house up.
(Brady)
That's what
I'm talking about.
Well, it's
tough times.
Ain't it
the truth.
Used to get
trip wires and booby traps,
a good set of dogs, pay
off your constable and just
lived out on the property.
Get your little
and be like growin' soy beans.
Even the War on Drugs
passed us by.
Now they have
the War on Terror.
Not that I ain't
interested in the travails
of a small-time dealer.
You calling me
small time?
We gotta
make it to Tulsa.
I was the first
grower to use hydroponics.
What's that?
Germinating the seed
in water, you shithead.
You know how many generations
of hybridization I did
to get top varietals?
There is a goddamn
reason I grow the best.
Enough, Brady.
What's it gonna be?
Pug wants his money.
Well, if I'd've known
about a time table, we'd...
Shut your face
about a time table.
He's offering you
a way out. You sure
as shit better take it.
Or he'll bust
open your glory hole
like nobody's business.
[Suspense music
builds up to
soft rock]
We should turn these.
I ain't gonna
manufacture or purvey
anything that
I won't ingest
into my own sweet self.
Look you, here.
How you gonna call
that a controlled substance?
Well, the government do.
Look at the bud
structure on it.
The crystal density?
The smell of them turpins.
You can't
synthesize that.
That is nature's delivery
system for goodness.
Distilled into
a pure form.
It glides down
into your belly and blooms
into a feeling of peace.
In a world beset by evil.
That world is gonna
be there, no matter
how much grass you smoke.
Now look here. You
wanted to build the fuckin'
Taj Mahal to hydroponics.
Well?
And you done it.
But you know what you
was getting into.
And he sure as shit
ain't going away.
Brady,
My mind's working on it.
[Soft country music]
Hey ya, Sharon.
Where she at?
Oh, she's
in her usual spot.
Hi, Joe.
Brady.
Hey, Momma.
(Daisy with twangy accent)
Oh, hey.
What you
got there?
Oh. It's a new article
on Billy and a few he
wrote his self.
Thank you.
You know,
I've been thinking.
Maybe, maybe your daddy
wanted to get killed.
Shit.
I got
this picture of him
running toward
a machine gun nest
'cause he'd
rather die that way
than come back to Little
Dixie and grow old to
stare through a window.
Well, seeing
how he was on about
every drug imaginable
I wouldn't spend my time
trying to figure out
what was in his head
over 30 years ago.
Do you remember
him at all?
I remember smelling weed
for the first time on him.
Well, that's certainly
had its impact.
Daisy, why don't you
come home and live with me
and Colleen for a while?
Colleen and me.
What's your version
of proper grammar?
Rhythm, maybe.
Don't duck the question.
You're 12 years younger
than anyone in here.
This is ridiculous.
I like it here.
I can do what I want.
I'm not eager to get stranded
when you get yourself killed
or taken back to prison.
Momma, Colleen's pregnant.
You don't say.
I've been dyin' to tell ya.
Well, I'm happy for you.
You're gonna be a grandma.
Are you gonna be a husband?
I ain't Dad.
Your father was a freaked out
genius who wasted his life.
You coulda done anything.
Got a higher IQ
than your brother
and he just passed you by.
I, I ain't, I ain't tryin'
to keep up with Billy.
I ain't him and he ain't me.
Momma, I, I like
who I am just fine.
You think I'll see him
again before I die?
I think it's gonna take
one of us dyin' to get him
to come back down here.
Well.
Nice settin' with ya.
[Sighs]
(Bill)
Thanks.
(Sorenson)
Gorgeous.
Oh, this is, uh,
this is wonderful.
I, I, I almost
never eat out
in Providence.
You know,
now and then
Federal Hill.
But nearly enough.
Your book
on Marcus Aurelius has
the community astir.
Oh, thanks.
Which press was that?
Oxford.
(Levy)
They did
your translation
of The Menaechmi.
(Bill)
They did.
They've been terrific.
Plautus. How
do you find the time?
Well, uh, I don't
have a life.
[Chuckles]
[Uncomfortable chuckles]
I read some
biographical material
on you last week, Bill.
You, uh, you come
from humble beginnings.
I do. Yeah.
Where was
it? Omaha?
Oklahoma.
Oh, why don't you,
uh, why don't you
have an accent?
With some considerable
effort, I lost it.
And you, your father
was a bootlegger?
It was my
grandfather, actually.
Fantastic.
Why fantastic?
(Sorenson)
I don't know.
So many of us were
trained for this life.
Fancy private schools,
parents in academia.
I, I'm always astounded
by those who've made
their own way.
Oh, thank you.
I, uh, my family
is a bit
eccentric.
I found
discipline in books.
Well, you're probably
wondering why Dean
Sorenson is here.
Bill, we'd like to offer you
a position in the law school.
You can't be serious.
(Sorenson)
We wanted to incorporate
more philosophy into
the curriculum
And when we got wind
of your hesitancy
in transferring
up from Brown and Classics,
we had the idea of letting
you create your own institute
for our law students.
[Chuckles]
I, uh,
I don't even know
how to begin to respond.
That is such
a precipitous offer.
Savor it.
Digest it.
Moments like this
come too seldom in life.
I, uh, I'll say.
(Levy)
We all want
you here, Bill.
You've crafted
your career diligently.
It makes absolute sense
as your next step.
You've a dollop
of cioppino.
Honey, that's about
as good as it gets.
Thank you, baby.
[Plucks guitar]
Look how sexy you look.
I do not.
You do! How long
the doctor give me?
Wait til I'm done
with the dishes.
Well, push that, damn,
put your metal to burn.
Bring electric.
[Phone rings]
I'm thuggin'
and comin' at ya.
[Plucks guitar]
Hello?
Well, can I ask
who's calling?
Can I ask
what this is about?
Because I'm the girlfriend
he's fixin' to marry is why.
Who is it?
Some fellow named Pug?
Oh, shit. I'll take it
in the back there.
This better not be...
It a man
about a truck.
Hey, Brady!
Hey, Pug, how...
(Pug)
You talk to my guys
down there, Brady?
Uh, yes we did.
They told you
I needed an answer.
Yes, sir, they made that
pretty clear. I was
hopin' th...
I wanna see you
tomorrow evenin'.
Well, tomorrow
night's gonna be...
You heard me, Brady!
[Hangs up]
Oh, shit.
(over phone)
Yeah?
Bolger?
Say, Buddy.
Pug just called me.
What, called you his self?
Yeah, he wants us up there.
Well, does he want us to...
No, he wanna see us.
You gonna change your...?
No, I ain't changing
my mind one bit.
I don't like this
at all, Brady.
Well, we just goin' have
to be ready to deal then
and come what may.
Well, you know me,
I'm gonna be up
there with ya.
I'll see ya'.
[Phone rings]
Hello?
Sorry. Lo... Who?
No, I, uh,
hold, hang on,
hang on, hang on.
How did you get this number?
Hi! Did that man
get a hold of you?
He did, yeah.
He said it was
an emergency so I...
You did the right
thing. Thanks.
[Clears throat]
Was there something else?
Is everything all right?
Well, my brother's
been murdered.
Bill, that's awful.
I didn't even know
you had a brother.
How?
He got shot with a crossbow.
I beg your pardon?
They're inexplicably
popular where I come from.
Was it an accident?
No, 'cause then
it wouldn't be a murder.
Oh, I, I don't even
know what... When was
the last time you saw him?
Um, it had been a long time.
What will you do?
Well, I suppose
I have to go home.
What brings
you to Tulsa?
Pardon? Oh, uh,
a family matter.
I was gonna say
because, nobody visits
Oklahoma, you know?
It's one of the states
where you either live there,
or you got business there.
But you don't
see people coming
for the attractions.
Right.
What do you do?
I, uh,
I write and teach.
I'm a professor.
Of?
Classical philosophy.
There's not
too much use for that
these days. Right?
Humanity hasn't changed
that much, actually.
You have family in Tulsa?
No. No. Idabel.
Little Dixie.
Uh, I hope it's not tragedy
that brings you back.
It, it is somewhat.
I'm sorry.
Thanks.
I'm an orthodontist.
Was.
I mean, will be again.
Have you had work done?
No. No,
actually, I haven't.
Well, I can,
I can tell.
You got a nice
face though.
Thanks.
Ken Feinman.
Bill Kincaid.
You have kids, Bill?
No.
I'm starting out
all over.
You know.
People don't realize it,
but it's, it's tough
to break in.
You get most of your
business through your
kid's school, church,
The synagogue in my case,
you know. But it's tough.
I mean, the cost
of a practice these
days is just, uh,
it's downright
humiliating. Honestly.
It's downright humiliating.
Yeah, I believe you.
We were living in Manhattan.
But, uh, I grew up in Tulsa.
So, you know,
we just moved back.
Are there a lot
of Jews in Tulsa?
That what everyone asks.
But, but there are.
You know, it's a,
it's a small community.
But very cohesive.
(Ken)
You know, the pull
was unimaginable.
Kenny. Can you see
the man is reading?
(Ken)
Huh?
I don't think
he wants listen to you
chronicle the evolution
of Tulsa Jewry.
I'll let you get back
to your reading.
Thanks.
(Ken)
Oh, oh, It's a little
embarrassing. I don't
mean to be...
It's just, uh...
If you got family down there
you know,
nieces and nephews.
I don't, but.
Well, I mean,
if you did or you know...
It's, uh, it's,
it's not too far away.
And, uh, you know,
I do great work.
Uh, I know you do.
I never take accidental
encounters for granted.
(female)
Kenny! Kenny!
So. I, yeah,
I'm gonna run.
Rick Bolger.
Hey, Rick.
Folks call me Bolger.
Nice to meet ya'.
Man, you really
do look like him.
I think that's what
they mean by identical.
Your brother
was a great friend to me.
I, I hadn't seen him
in awhile. But, thanks.
You ain't got no bags?
No, that's it.
That's me.
[Cheerful country music]
I ain't been up
here in awhile.
I was gonna
stay me in a hotel.
So where'd you go?
Found me a dead-end
in a construction site
near the airport.
Laid out
counting stars.
Crazy how much
buildin' they got
going on up here.
Folks just don't take
to the country no more,
I guess.
You figure.
It's a mystery.
[Cheerful country
music continues]
You need
a drink or anything?
We're coming up
on Broken Bow. We could
stop off at the Metotem.
Sure.
Metotem.
Oh, I almost forgot.
This here
was your brother's.
I don't know
if you wanna...
Hi.
You're shittin' me.
Buddy.
(Jimmy)
You clean up nice.
How's that?
Where's the duds from?
Oh God. No, no.
Wait a second.
Wait a second. You...
Where's Bolger at?
He's around back,
but I'm not who
you think I am.
Oh, you're not?
No. You don't know me.
I wanna know
what you're doing
up here in Broken Bow
when we don't want you
in Broken Bow.
Um, it's my mistake.
I'm, I'm just gonna leave.
Well not
'til Buddy gets
here you won't.
Buddy?
Calm down.
Calm Down. Listen.
Keep it up, Brady.
I'm not him.
I'm his...
Come on, Brady.
(Bill)
No! I'm not... Ugh!
Ugh! [chokes]
You don't wanna be
coming up north where you
ain't got no trip wires
booby traps
and police
you done bribed
think you can sell
your souped-up turbo
grass to whoever you like.
[Gunshot]
I wondered
where you was at.
(Bolger)
Don't seem like
a fair fight.
(Buddy)
Well, nobody asked
you two to come up
north neither.
We had business
in Tulsa.
I heard about that.
What you heard?
Heard that Brady here
owes Pug a lot of money.
Will you explain
this, please?
The less you say
to these two fuckin'
inbreds the better.
He thinks you'll
expand business down
to all of Little Dixie.
Dumb pussy,
I already said.
How 'bout I say this?
How're you feelin'?
Brady?
Hey, Buddy.
What the hell
is going on?
Well, um, I guess
I kinda got resurrected.
What? Are you
out of your mind?
(Buddy)
Okay. Easy now.
Hold on
to him now.
No. Let go of me.
Let me go.
Not until you calm
down, you won't.
You had him tell
me you were dead?
(Bill)
With a fucking
cross bow?
I'm sorry about that.
But there weren't no other
way to get you to come here.
Ow. Ow.
Oh. Down here for what?
I'm gettin' married.
As if I care.
What kind of
excuse is that?
And I'm having a baby.
You're gonna be an uncle.
Who would be
dumb enough to have
a child with you?
(female)
I would.
(Brady)
Remember the Dentons?
On Zunis back home?
Colleen Denton?
You remember.
I baby sat
you when we were
in high school.
You was my favorite.
You used to sit
in the kitchen
reading books.
I got to watch all
the TV I wanted as long
as I kept the door shut.
You read me
Shakespeare sonnets
when I was going to sleep.
And now you're
going to marry
this pothead?
Uh, he's not no more.
I'm leaving
all that behind.
Oh, uh, yeah,
I can see the evidence
for that everywhere.
I get to keep on smokin'
'til the baby comes and then
it's cold turkey on that too.
But me and Bolger's
gonna double hit it 'til
the bottom drops out, huh?
Uh, what a great time.
Anyway. You know what?
I wanna leave as quickly
and painlessly as possible.
Just stay
through the weekend.
No.
You can
go see Mom.
Look, Brady.
I am leaving.
What you
did here is cruel
and irresponsible
and exactly
why I stay away.
Bill, you know
I read every goddamn
article you write?
I read 50 pages
on the interpretation
of one word in Aristotle.
Sat the whole fuckin'
day with the dictionary,
and not
the Merriam-Webster,
the motherfuckin' O. E. D.
read whole piece. You're
lookin' at one of 'em.
What do you want,
Brady? I mean, what
do you fuckin' want?
I just wanna see
my brother who I love.
What's the crime?
Why couldn't you pick up
the phone and call me,
just ask me to come,
like any normal person?
Because when I do
you never call me back.
And if you did,
you'd just say no.
Am I lyin'?
Well, am I lyin'?
No. No, you're not.
Why...
We ain't bad people, Billy.
I know you're not.
You know Mom
put herself in a home?
A rest home?
Yeah.
Jesus.
You want her to die
and you don't
even come to say goodbye?
Is she still using drugs?
Just go see her
and find out for yourself.
I can't. I...
I just can't.
I can't go and...
What the hell did any of us
ever do that made you
hate us this way?
I don't hate you.
I really don't. I just...
Where you're from
don't matter to you?
Your family?
Your own fuckin' brother?
Look. I try to live
my life with a purposeful
measure of control.
I adhere to certain
philosophic tenants
that were laid down
centuries ago
by some very
introspective thinkers.
I'm talking about three
fuckin' days in Idabel.
Son of a bitch.
Okay, look. I will stay
through the weekend.
(Bill)
But then I'm out of here.
Do you understand?
Yeah, well.
You son of a bitch.
Hey, hey.
Don't fuck around.
Stop. Jesus.
(Bill)
My God.
I think he thought
we were selling dime bags.
What is all this?
Well, let me enlighten
you on a point or two.
It all starts
in the Mommy room.
And you got
your young'uns
over here. Your juvies.
And your adults
in the back.
(Brady)
All these lights
are sodium vapor,
Hortilux HP thousand watts,
and an incandescent's
got too much far red
in the spectrum.
Makes the plant
grow too tall
on the stem
and the leaves get
all narrow, the whole
thing just keels over.
Plus, it reduces the potency,
which is definitely
not what we want.
(Brady)
Now, LED is getting
to be all the rage
'cause it's cooler
and it saves you
on power costs.
But, I'm
a sodium vapor man.
We got your electronic
digital ballasts
Hey, raise her up, Bolger!
And who built all this?
Me and Bolger.
(Brady)
Some buddies helped.
Your brother
designed it all.
The horticulture part.
Quonset hut
comes in catalog kit.
A kid could assemble it.
We should've
got a contractor
to pour the pad,
but we couldn't
hire one, could we?
What... What are all these?
Oh, NFT spiral system.
NFT?
Yeah. Nutrient
Film Technique.
No soil in there.
The pipes are filled
with hydro-clay.
It's like an expanded
clay aggregate. Supports
the active capillaries.
It's just that
and coconut husks,
if you can believe that shit.
No acid.
No alkaline in the base.
Total sterile medium.
You're looking
at seven generations
of hybridization cloning.
They're all
my special
little children.
And we feed you
good too, don't we?
Pump the nutrients
in up into the medium
from underneath.
Big Bud, Connoisseur,
Nirvana, Jungle Juice
Tarantula,
the whole shiterie.
You're looking
at the motherfuckin'
state-of-the-art.
I don't know what to say.
Hear that?
We rendered him speechless.
[Chuckles]
You wanna try some?
No. I make my living
with my mind,
and so I like
to keep it clear.
I forgot who
I was talking to.
You travel
in philosophic space time.
Shit. Let's sit on the porch.
I got a new varietal. I gotta
give her a test drive.
Now, I read a article
you wrote in the New
York Review of Books,
about a fellar
called Heidegigger.
Heidegger?
That's the one.
What fuck kinda
name is that?
(Bill)
No. It was a review
of a book exploring
Lacan's take on Heidegger.
Exactly. And that right there
is what I don't understand
about y'all.
Right? Y'all ever,
hardly ever write
about a topic.
You write about what
some other fella wrote
about the topic.
So Heidegigger's got some idea
and then some French guy's
got a, got a take on that
then you write
a review of that and some
other fella comes along
and on and on
and on and on.
You've very neatly
explained academia, Brady.
I'll write an essay for y'all.
Called What the Fuck's
the Point?
Yeah. I think
this is right
about where I leave.
Come on. Come on. Hey.
Get you a tug on that.
I said no.
You used to do
this more than I did.
Well, I just don't
do it any more.
Oh, I know
you want some. It's
written all of your face.
The shit I grow is better
than anything you're gonna
taste anywhere.
That Jamaica shit we
used to buy tasted
like tobacco.
I bet it does.
A tiny taste.
Little, little
bitty old taste.
Just p...
[playful]
Give it a taste.
Fine. Fine.
Fuck. I don't believe
I'm doing this. This
is so fucking stupid.
When was the last
time you did this?
[Chuckles]
Graduate school?
Hot damn, this
is gonna lay you out.
[Chuckles]
You remember
the first time?
With Ma?
I remember.
Fucking ridiculous.
Fuckin' ridiculous.
I guess she just figured
we were gonna find out
on our own anyway.
I don't wanna
know what she was
thinking about.
[Bubbling sound]
Oh, come on.
Give it a real pull there.
Now, how many buds
is you gonna smoke
that's smooth
after you ain't done it
in a number of years?
I've lengthened
the curing process
in the Dutch tradition.
And I got the right
amount of resin.
Wow.
Yeah.
Easy now, Doctor. Oh.
[Chuckles]
Ah.
[Sighs]
Now we're cookin'.
So, anyways. I seem to recall
you didn't think too much
of this fella Heidegigger.
What? No. He was
a fucking fascist.
He helped out
the National Socialists.
All right.
But this article was
about logic and, and truth,
and how him
and some other fella
related to, uh...
Analytic philosophy.
What was it?
Analytic philosophy.
There was one word
I didn't know. I had
to look it up. Epista...
Epistemology.
Espista what?
Epistemology.
Epistemology. Bingo!
Why are we
talking about this?
Just solving problems.
To a mess you been in.
And as soon as it hit you,
you can't hardly believe you
didn't think of it before.
What is it
you want, Brady?
Ju... You get you
another pull on that.
No. I'm fucking
euthanized, uh...
Go on now.
Go on.
[Sighs]
Alright. Look.
Here's the thing.
All that equipment
you seen out yonder?
It was expensive.
So I had to see
this Jew in Tulsa
who's kinda in the business.
What do you mean
he's in the business?
Well, the dope
dealing business.
A Jew in the busi...
How do you now
he's a Jew?
Well, he,
trust me. He's a Jew.
Well, what
does that mean? He
has a Jewish last name?
He's a goddamn Jew.
Don't be anti-Semitic.
Anti-what?
Anti-Jew.
I ain't anti-Jew.
I loves everybody.
Oh, Jesus. So, okay.
He's a dope dealer.
So what?
Well, no, he's not really
a dealer. He's a bit more
upstream than that.
But I been his main
supplier of grass.
I still don't see.
Will you listen?
You know, you never listen.
Okay. Okay. Fine.
I'm listening.
I need you to be me.
What?
Down here,
just like we used to
back at home
while I go up there
and figure out this
whole situation.
No fucking chance, Brady.
I got this one figured.
So simple.
All you gotta do
is go and visit Mom.
You think Mom won't
know the difference
between us?
It ain't about Mom,
goddamn it. It's the Sheriff.
It's him
we're gonna fool.
We don't even
look alike anymore.
Bolger said that
it took five seconds
for the Fuller boys
to think it was me
with a shave and a haircut.
Which is why
he took me to Broken Bow.
He said
you wanted a Coke.
Brady. Brady.
I swear to God.
Even for you...
That might have been
Bolger's idea,
but I didn't
know nothin' about it
until you all showed up here.
No, you're not.
No, we're not...
(Colleen)
Hey, honey.
Y'all started
without us?
(Brady)
Well, you know
you can't have none
of this good stuff.
I know, but
I'm being polite
'cause the rest of them can.
That is so weird.
Sorry, Janet.
Uh, this is my
dear brother Bill,
Bill, this our
good friend, Janet.
Hi. I'm Bill.
Are you having
a smoke?
Oh, I was, yeah.
Oh, you want some?
Oh, I'm gonna
get a beer, thanks.
Yeah. I usually
don't either.
Actually, I never do.
It's all right.
Nobody can say
no to Brady.
I got the mojo.
I got the mojo.
I kinda forgot.
Bolger says
you're a famous,
what was it?
Famous thinker.
"Famous thinker."
He's real famous.
In certain esoteric
circles, well, maybe.
And they pay
you for that?
Well, I mean, I,
I lecture and I,
I teach, I am a professor.
I'm just fucking with you.
Oh, you're, yeah.
Nice to meet you.
(Brady)
There you go.
Brady!
She's a poet.
What?
Seriously. She writes
fuckin' poetry.
And she's the Ladies
Noodling Champion of '05.
Her?
(Brady)
in under 10
hours with nothing
but her bare hands.
[Sighs]
I tried to get
her and Colleen
in a three-way once,
but wasn't neither
of 'em go for it.
[Sighs]
I am leaving on Sunday.
You do understand
that, right?
I'm not
gonna participate...
No. We'll
talk later.
Hey, Bolger,
crank her up, man.
Ah!
Oh!
(Bill)
In one day almost
everything that
has happened here
has only served
to vindicate
why I stay away.
Come on. Don't tell me
that goblet of goodness
ain't made you happy.
No, even that.
Whatever it
actually is.
That's ambrosia, Billy.
That's pure ambrosia.
[Guitar strings]
I'll ride the blue
Wind high and free
She'll lead you down
Through misery
Leave your load
Come time to go
Alone and low
As low can be
Well, if I had a nickel
I'd find a game
If I won a dollar
I'd make it rain
If it rained an ocean
I'd drink it dry
Lay me down
Just to satisfy
All legs to walk
And thoughts to fly
So where
do you live now?
In Providence.
Rhode Island.
Why, why would
you come back here?
It's where I wanna write.
I teach for money.
There's a college?
High school.
Here in town.
High school?
I tried
the tenure track,
but college
students are already
too culturally informed.
It closes their minds.
How come there
weren't more girls
like you in Hugo?
Maybe you didn't
know how to look.
Yeah. So, you
you teach
English?
I do.
My mother used
to do that for awhile.
She must be
very proud of you.
I have, uh,
I haven't talked
to her in quite awhile.
Why not?
That is a very
complicated subject.
You're some world
famous thinker?
Yeah, hardly.
Some minorly
famous thinker?
And you don't let
your mother enjoy that?
That's correct.
Why?
Because some day
she'll be gone,
then where will you be?
I'll be in the same place
I am right now.
Exactly.
You're smart.
You're not as smart
as you think you are.
Hey, I just got tricked
by my dope-dealing brother.
[Chuckles softly]
We all get tricked
sometime or other.
Hm. No,
I don't think so.
No?
Why?
Combination of what
you've been smokin'
and what
I'd do with you
you'd never recover.
I would do my best.
[Chuckles]
I'm going home.
Okay. Okay.
You know, can,
can we just like, um
I mean,
we were, we, we're
kind of almost having a...
I'm going noodling
tomorrow if you want
to tag along.
My brother said
that you did that.
Sweet dreams.
Here you go.
Now, check out
the best part.
Holy shit.
This here's where
I keep it alive.
Wait a minute.
Some of these
are from our room.
Oh, yeah.
Yep. A few more
I picked up along the road,
but all originals,
ain't no knock-offs.
(Bill)
Wow.
Now, sit you down.
[Chuckles]
Ain't that
the coup de gras?
I got her off a fellow
in Ponca City
'fore me and Colleen
hooked up. That was
my deal closer, baby.
If she knew what went on
in that bed, she'd have
never let me keep it.
That's lovely.
Let's get you
something for that buzz.
Remember these?
You're still going
with vinyl, huh?
Oh, hell, yeah.
I don't go in
for no digital.
They can't improve
upon the classics, man.
Come on,
lay you down.
Lie down.
Now you sound like Momma.
[Sniggers]
Sorry.
[Soft rock music]
How's that for a love bite
to soothe your aching head?
Hey. Hey.
Don't think that this means
that I'm in any way...
We ain't gonna talk
about that right now.
I'm just glad
you're here, Billy.
Cocaine tree look fine
You gotta put on your
Sailing shoes
Put on your sailing shoes
Everyone will
Start to cheer
When you put on
Your sailing shoes
Doctor, Doctor
Oh, cut it out. Fuck.
How're you
feeling, Professor?
What did you do?
Say, uh, I bumped
into some clippers.
It feels weird.
What do you think?
Oh, God.
What time is it?
It's time to get up.
Hey, I brought you
a few things. Put 'em on.
What? Why?
Only that thing
we were talking about
we gotta get goin'.
No. No, Brady.
That's just
not gonna work.
Why?
Because you've
given yourself
the stupidest haircut
in human history.
Bullshit. You ain't
that fancy. Can't
tell the difference.
I'm sorry, I never said...
Oh, you know
I fixed you up with Janet.
And didn't you like her?
My opinion of her
is totally unrelated
to your infantile scheme.
Hey, you listen.
I ain't foolin'.
You gotta help me.
'Cause if I don't get up
to Tulsa I'm gonna be
in real trouble.
Then go up to Tulsa.
Why do I have...
Because some shit
might happen in Tulsa
to where I...
Where you would
rather be seen
down here
so that you're not implicated
in whatever typically insane
criminal behavior you intend.
No fucking way.
All I'm asking you to do
is to go and see Mom.
That one
little good
deed. That's all.
Oh, it's not a good deed
and I really don't
wanna see Mom.
You come
all the way down here.
No. You tricked me
into coming, actually.
Oh, will you,
it, it's so simple.
All you gotta do is walk
into a fuckin' rest home
and see your own mother
who you ain't
seen in 12 years
for God knows why.
And on the way
you're gonna pass
a pig eating a bear claw.
They don't call them
that anymore.
They aren't called
"pigs" any more.
That's exactly...
So a police.
How do you even know
that he'll be there?
'Cause he got a shine
on this heifer who sits
behind the desk.
All you gotta do
is walk in and say,
Hi ya, Sharon
I'm goin' see my Ma.
And don't say another fuckin'
word and just walk on by.
That is the most
ridiculous alibi.
All anyone would have to do
is find out you have a twin
and that I was here.
When we ever been
busted before?
You took tests
for me all the time.
And I let you go
on dates as me.
No. I did that one time
when we were 16.
She guzzled your
custard, right?
I have felt bad
about that ever since.
Come on, Billy.
I'm trying to change
my life here.
Fucking hell.
I'm asking as your brother.
Uh, I just walk by.
[Cheerful music]
Say, ain't it Saturday?
Yeah, so?
Think the Jews
is in church Saturdays.
You know
where it's at?
Can't we look it up?
Well, what if
it's more 'n one?
There can't be more
than one, can there?
Can I ask
you a question?
Shoot.
Do you believe
in a higher power?
Yeah, I do.
It's the only way to make
sense of all this. Otherwise
it's just pure fuckin' chaos.
Like where we was
created by Him
and He judges
what we do?
No. I think
it's more like,
like, parallel lines.
Parallel lines?
You know, like two lines
go on and on forever
don't never touch.
Yeah.
'Cept, 'cept they don't
actually exist in nature.
And man can't create
no true parallel.
It's just
more of a concept.
I learned that shit
in high school geometry.
Uh-huh.
Well that concept,
that perfection,
we know it exists.
And we think about it,
But we can never
get there ourselves.
I think that
right there is God.
(Janet)
You ready?
For what?
Come on over here.
Jeez...
You just gonna
stand there?
[Laughs]
You have a spiritual
aversion to monofilament?
[Chuckles]
(Janet)
This is
the way it was done
I think
I can understand that.
You still leaving tomorrow?
I think so.
I'll miss you.
And we barely
even know each other.
You have not known
What you are
You have slumbered
Upon yourself
All your life.
Your eyelids have been
The same as closed
Most of the time.
What you have done
Returns already in mockeries.
The mockeries are not you.
Underneath them
and within them,
I see you lurk.
Who is that?
Walt Whitman
I don't think
I ever imagined
hearing him recited to me
by a girl gutting
a 40-pound catfish.
That's exactly how
he should be recited.
He wrote
without rhyme or meter.
Free verse.
Just whatever
he felt inside
coming out in its
own intricate rhythm.
Pure, unashamed passion
without
definable restriction.
I'm sorry. See, I have
a few issues with that.
Why?
Because, some
have dared to suggest
that even
poetry has rules.
Or you make your own.
Right there.
That's the part
I never bought into.
Because?
If everybody
runs around making their
own rules, how can you
find what's true?
There's nothing...
There's nothing to rely on.
One night
I split my cicada skin
devoured your leaves
knowing no poison,
no law of nourishment
in that larval blindness
a hunger finally true.
Who's that?
That's me.
Maybe what's true
is in front of us
and we're moving
toward it without
even knowing it's there.
Once you think
you've got it all
solved, what's left?
Don't get any fish
innards on me, okay?
[Chuckles softly]
Shut up.
So what is the Halacha?
It's the law.
(Rabbi)
It's the path that we
follow in our daily lives.
It comprises those rituals
that make our lives complete.
Without them,
the violence and anarchy
of the world prevail.
While Moses
talks with God on Sinai
the Jews abandon law
and dance ecstatically
before the calf
forgetting the one who
brought them out of Egypt.
My friends,
in every generation,
we are threatened with chaos
and slavery and despair.
And in this
dispiriting confusion,
Halacha allows refuge
in a world we can't explain.
A world of violence
anarchy in which though
the workings of justice
may falter
there is a larger
and deeper coherence.
Who the fuck is that?
To know this with certainty
is to believe as Jew.
Without law
we are lost
Fuck if I know.
In an arid wasteland
no good to each other.
Not this place.
Shabbat Shalom.
Okay. Okay.
So I would like to thank
the Hauptman family
for the beautiful flowers
that adorn our bema
and to please join us
after the Musaf service
for Kiddush in the Kaiser
Memorial Auditorium.
Well, thanks
for doing this.
Happy to.
All right.
You sure you don't
want to come in?
I'll be waiting
right over there.
But we'll look kindly later
on boys who sort shit out
with their mommas.
How do I look?
[Chuckles]
Well, hey, Sharon.
Uh, just gonna
see my mom.
Officer.
Oh. Oh. Uh...
Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait, big fella. Oh. Okay.
No, no,
not a word from you,
Brady, you hear?
You just gonna listen.
The staff here,
they found your momma
smoking pot the other day.
Now, she's
a crazy lady, don't
even belong in here.
But it wouldn't
do nobody no good
to put her away.
The only reason
I ain't hauling you in
is 'cause I ain't
got proof it was you
who give it to her.
But as soon as I do
we're gonna get
on your property
and we're gonna find
every last ounce of that
super-charged grass you grow.
I don't care how many
of my men you pay off.
Do you understand?
Yes, sir.
[Sniggers]
And you ain't fooling
a soul by cleaning up.
I know just
what you is.
(Pug)
That ain't at all
what I asked you,
I asked you why
you supposed to be
here three days ago
and you just
walk in here now.
We had some business
back at home we had
to take care of is all.
I heard you made
an appearance
at Broken Bow.
Well, I just stopped
in at the Metotem
there and...
My girl wanted
some licorice.
Everybody knows
those Fuller boys work
out at the Metotem
Even the police
know that.
She wanted
the licorice.
I sure
hope my money's
in yonder bag.
Well, that's
just, uh...
Either that or you got
samples of what you're
gonna be up to down there.
Don't tell me you done
interrupted my day of rest
to utter shit I got
no interest making
its way between my ears.
We went to the wrong
temple at first.
Temple Israel.
Over there on Utica?
If I wanted
to go to church,
I'd be a Christian.
Might make
your life easier.
Who says
my life ain't easy?
I don't know.
Maybe folks ain't
too partial to Jews.
The law would
never mark out a Jew
as a dope dealer neither.
They leave me alone,
by and large.
Way of the world
is mysterious.
But every man has his place,
each according to his lights.
That could be.
Shaver and Waddell
done presented to you
a deal, Brady.
An opportunity.
Now, either you got
my money in that bag
or we're gonna talk
about expanding your
situation down there.
Well, I can't
do neither.
Why not?
I'm gonna have a family.
And I ain't never
had a dad myself so
I aim to be a good one.
So I'm done.
At least not
in a selling capacity.
So, that's a bag full
of money paying me back
for setting you up.
Well, hear me out, Pug.
That's gettin' harder
because of all the shit
I'm listening to.
Okay, look. Me and Bolger,
we're gonna take that whole
operation that you paid for
we'll haul it up
to Broken Bow.
We'll set it up,
turn it over to
the Fuller Brothers.
I'm gonna teach them
everything I know.
[Chuckles]
You can take Bobby
Fuller's brain and stick it
in the head of a cat
and that animal
would keel over and die.
Me and Bolger will
do whatever it takes.
Who is paying me back?
I'm working on that,
but you ain't never said
nothing about a time table.
Oh. It has been
over a year, hadn't it?
Yeah. So?
And in all that time,
have you heard me
ask you for a nickel
in all those 12 months?
No, but you and me
both know I've been
selling you at a cut rate.
Ah! So,
now you want me to be nice.
I guess I do.
What the fuck is
wrong with that?
Brady, my people
been kicked out of near
every country on this planet.
My granddaddy
came here because
of the pogroms in Russia.
He traveled
all over the south selling
tchotchkers out of a wagon
because nobody else
wanted the job
of taking a wagon
Jews got good with money
because Christians
didn't wanna touch it!
Now Christians say Jews
got all the money
I wonder how
that happened?
I give nearly every cent
I make to the state of Israel
because Israel is where
we put our foot down.
And we said no more.
We ain't gonna be took
advantage of no more.
I would just like
a little more fuckin' time.
You know
what I'd like? I'd
like everybody in the world
to call me a cocksucker
and give me a dollar!
Why's that?
Because that way I'd be rich
and everybody'd love me.
Shaver. Check that peckel.
And if it ain't
got my money,
kill those sons of bitches.
[Gunshots]
[Suspense music]
Now, Pug.
It ain't gotta go this way.
Oh, bring it on, honey.
When you prick me,
motherfucker, I sure
as shit gonna bleed.
Agh. Ah!
Ah!
Agh!
Ugh.
All right, shit.
Get the spray paint.
[Suspense music continues]
(male)
Because Jesus is a,
a loving and forgiving God
he don't care where you been.
He don't care what you done.
He just wants
to love ya up.
And wants you
to do the same to him.
You know, he was there
when you was born
and he just wants you
back again before you perish.
He loves you and holds you
and he comforts
you and gives you
ever-lasting rest.
Because Jesus is a,
is a compassionate God.
Brings to mind the story of,
uh, the old man who was
walking down the beach.
He stops and he just,
he's just taking in
the glory of the creation
And suddenly he realizes
there's somebody behind him.
And he turns and he looks
And it's Jesus.
And he says, Lord, Lord...
Are you listening
to this bullshit?
Hey, Momma.
Billy?
Well, you've got
a nice view.
I like watching
the storms come in.
You used to get
so scared of 'em.
Do you still?
I don't think
anything like that
scares me anymore.
If you aren't
scared these days,
you aren't alive.
I'm sure many people
would agree with you.
Coming here
didn't scare you?
N... uh,
maybe a little.
Why?
I didn't
come here to have
that conversation, Daisy.
So one minute
you were there
and then you were gone.
What happened?
No, I, I'm serious.
I'm really, really
not gonna do this.
Why, Billy?
Billy. Why?
All right. Because
we needed a mother
and not another friend
to get fucked up with.
I couldn't be both?
But you weren't both.
Are you saying
that I didn't raise you?
I don't know what
the fuck you were doing.
Reading every book
you read
every paper
you wrote even when
they were beyond me.
I didn't need you
to tell me I was smart.
I needed guidance.
You never needed anything
Brady did.
You don't have
to tell me about Brady.
Don't you think
I know that every
time he comes here?
All I ever wanted
was a tiny taste
of something resembling
a normal and rational life.
Where everything's a lie?
You know that I actually
went away to school
and took a class
in the culture
of the Sixties
just to try
to understand
the way you lived?
The, the, the choices
that you made, just to,
to try to make sense
out of all that new
freedom and upheaval
and fucking anarchy?
And you know,
the problem is
you tore everything down
but you were too lazy
to actually build anything
as an alternative.
As usual, you've got it
all figured out.
Am I ever gonna
see you again?
I don't know.
I don't think so.
[Soft music]
I'm sorry.
Yeah. Me, too.
[Soft music continues]
Now calm her down.
Calm her right on down.
He ain't gonna
get here in time.
Wait!
[Soft music continues]
Other day you met
my peaceful side
Now you tell Buddy
the next time I slide
into Broken Bow
if Bolger wants
to shake a snake or if I
want a refreshing potable
I expect a little
more fuckin' kindness.
[Screams]
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ugh!
[Screams continue]
[Screams and soft
music continue]
Jack Rothbaum, known
as Pug to his friends,
was a controversial
figure in Tulsa's small
Jewish community
An enormous
success in the oilfield
equipment business
he gave millions of dollars
to the state of Israel
as well as other Jewish
and statewide causes.
Uh-oh.
(female)
Pug Rothbaum
was a man
of generosity and valor.
Every nickel he made, most
of it went to help others,
Jews, Christians, everyone.
He didn't.
What?
(Rabbi)
Our community
and the city of Tulsa
have lost a great man.
Pug Rothbaum's
name adorns buildings
and signs
all over our city and state,
including various
hospital wings
his his museum
of Indian heritage
and this rest stop
on the Will Rogers Turnpike.
(Brady)
Hey, y'all, we're home.
Hey, sweetie.
What have you done?
What you talking about?
This?
(TV)
Now, one curious
aspect of this case
is that the swastikas
were drawn backwards.
Indicating either haste
or a lack of familiarity
of anti-Semitic emblems.
Or perhaps,
rather more implausibly
that Hindus were involved.
Look, I ain't no Hindu.
The guy
you owed money to?
A Jew up in Tulsa?
Don't point your finger
at me. I've been with
Bolger all day
Oh, come,
uh, hey, Billy.
Hey. All right, calm her
down. I don't wanna upset
Colleen. I mean it.
Tell me
that you didn't do this.
He was gonna kill us
and I had no choice.
Uh! Ah! You... You...
You go to the cops
and explain things.
You go and hide,
you do anything but that.
And, and, what, what
were those swastikas?
The symbols that
the Nazis put on all
their little trinkets.
I'm familiar
with the contextual
history of the swastika.
Why would you want it
to look like a hate crime?
So it don't look
like a drug crime.
Great. Perfect.
Just confirm that we're
the redneck hick state
that everybody
thinks we are.
Don't talk down Oklahoma.
How? How is it possible
that you are so brilliant
and so monumentally
selfishly ignorant
at the same time?
Were you ever
in a situation where
it was you or someone else?
I don't put myself
in those kinds of situations.
Well, that's
the real world,
Billy. I hate to tell ya.
If you had to kill someone
to protect you or your own
you'd do the same thing.
I got a baby coming.
[Suspense music]
I'm leaving tomorrow.
You gonna turn me in?
No. I don't know.
I don't know what
I'm going to do.
Listen, listen.
This guy, he sold
drugs all over this state.
You said he didn't sell.
He sold to the ones
what sold 'em.
All right? Now,
he was comin' here
to force me to expand
into shit I don't
even wanna talk about.
They're gonna find you
and you're gonna get killed
or you're gonna go to jail.
And then where are your
wife and kid gonna be?
That's the beauty of it.
Well, I wasn't up there.
I was down here. Remember?
Ah! You asshole!
Do you have any idea
what you're doing to me?
(Brady)
Son of a bitch!
Billy?
You are going
to ruin my life!
Ain't nobody gonna know!
Ugh.
[Phone rings]
Oh, answer
the phone.
Colleen'll get it.
Just answer
the fucking phone.
Hello?
No, it ain't.
It's his brother.
What? Who?
Who is it?
Well, he's
right here. Hang on.
Hello?
Bill. Uh, Nathan Levy.
Nathan! N...
Ugh.
How did you, how
did you get this number?
Don't you fucking move.
(Levy)
I hope you don't mind.
I, uh, spoke to Maggie
Harmon down at Brown.
(Levy)
Is this a bad time?
It's fine.
Uh, you know what?
Give me one second.
Ooh, ooh, sorry.
Sorry, Nathan,
go ahead.
Well, you didn't hear
this from me, Bill.
But you're about
to be ambushed down there.
By whom?
Something about
a coed and a poem.
And some other behavior
which I would rather
allow you to infer.
What?
You've gotta be kidding.
Nobody would say that.
Apparently there
was a witness, Bill.
Nathan. Na..., Nathan.
Listen to me. That is absurd.
That's why I'm reaching out.
But until whatever
happened blows over
we can't...
I understand.
Everything all right?
No, it isn't.
Now, where can I find
a signal for this?
(Anne)
I wrote a poem
for you in Latin
for when you got back.
It was a send-up of Virgil
in dactylic hexameter.
And it was all about
what would happen if
we were together in mi...
Stop. Inappropriate.
I don't want to hear it.
So I was in the library
and Mark Loeb read it
over my shoulder.
He sight-translated it?
I know. He was really good.
It had like five
hortatory subjunctives.
Anne! Didn't you tell him
that it was a fucking poem,
that it never happened?
Yes, but he
didn't believe me.
So he went
to the department.
I guess he was
pissed about some
B plus you gave him
on a Lucretius paper
last year.
Fucking hell!
Did you give him a B plus?
I don't remember, Anne.
So that bitch,
Maggie Harmon,
said she caught us that day
making out with my shirt off
in your office.
Oh.
So I went to her
and I told her the truth
and I begged her.
But since the door
was closed and I was
partially undressed.
And then Professor
Laughlin said that
in the world of phenomena
appearances are truth,
going around quoting
the cynics.
He's such
a fucking lightweight!
I know. I, I don't
wanna hear anymore.
Bill, when
are coming home?
(Staci)
Stop it.
I told you
to leave Staci alone.
(Gabe)
She's been
on my nerves
since Hebrew school.
Eat shit, Gabe.
Right after
you eat mine.
Don't you dare
speak to anyone
that way!
(Staci)
He cusses all the time,
and so do you.
You both
made spectacles
of yourselves back there.
(Gabe)
The pizza there sucks
compared to the pizza
in New York!
Well it is the pizza
that we have!
And by the way,
did I hear you ask
your mother for money?
Honey, I don't
wanna talk about it.
Don't you have
any pride?
Of course I do.
It's your mother!
We're strangling, Suzie.
The credit bills alone.
Now until
I get my practice up...
(Suzie)
When? When?
(Ken)
When the kids
make friends at school
and we meet the parents.
(Gabe)
I hate the kids at school.
Right.
(radio)
The brutal murder
occurred today
after Mr. Rothbaum
attended Sabbath...
(Suzie)
I said when?
Everyone be quiet!
Though sources
close to the investigation
say it was a hate crime
Mr. Rothbaum
was last seen alive
at approximately 1:00 PM
by fellow worshipers
at congregation Nev
Kiddush here in Tulsa.
[Suspense music]
(Suzie)
Wait. Am I supposed
to get 3 kids
out of the car
by myself?
Just give me a minute.
Honey.
I'm just gonna...
don't wait up for me.
(Suzie)
What?
Well, $180
will limit you
but it don't mean can't put
a bullet in there that's
gonna pack a wallop.
Yeah, I, I really don't
need, need the bullets.
None of my business, friend,
but you carry a firearm, you
better be ready to use it.
Uh-huh. Well,
uh, see, it's, it's
really more for protection.
Now, these here
is hollow points.
I appreciate that,
but, uh, like I said,
Dog eat dog,
you wanna be the one
that's chowing down.
I really don't,
I don't plan to chow down.
I'll just take the gun.
Yeah. No.
Well, that's
what I need. You just
gotta trust me on this.
Yes, you're right. Uh-huh.
(Ken)
Tomorrow night,
the latest.
Just, yeah, just give,
yeah, give everyone
a big kiss.
[Suspense music]
(Joe)
And I'm telling you
he was at that rest
home plain as day.
Had a haircut.
Looked like a choir boy.
So, how could
he have been there,
here and in Tulsa?
He was in Tulsa
before he was here.
This is one
big waste of my time.
And I tell you
what else.
I better not
hear about any
vigilante bullshit.
And do you know
why he would have
been in Tulsa?
No, Buddy.
Educate me.
'Cause him and Pug was
fixin' to make a lot more
than grass down here.
Who told you that?
Pug Rothbaum. They was
gonna push me and Jimmy
out of Broken Bow.
He owed Pug over 200,000
for the equipment
in his grow house.
Are you telling
me the truth, Buddy?
(Bill)
You know there's,
there's rumored
to be excellent noodling
in the rivers
around Boston.
I hadn't heard that.
It's something
you might wanna confirm.
Okay.
[Sighs]
Bye.
Hey.
You ain't gonna
stop off and see
Mom one more time?
I don't think so.
Well, I'll see you
when I see you.
Hello, there!
You have got
to be kidding me.
You know this guy?
Sort of.
I'll be damned.
How can we help you?
Okay. Uh,
which of you was it
I met on the airplane?
You.
And you murdered
Pug Rothbaum.
Wha..., ye...!
[Gunshot]
(Bill)
Whoa!
Colleen! Get
in the house!
No, no! Don't go
in the house!
Just get down.
All right.
Just calm down. Calm
down. It's all right.
No, no, you get back.
Give it up. No, no, no.
(Ken)
Back! Back!
I got hollow points!
Hollow points?
Go in. Go on over.
Get in the cluster.
Get in the cluster.
No. This is not happening.
I have got a plane to catch.
Well, I'm afraid
I can't let you do that.
You are not
pointing that gun at me.
Join the group!
This is not happening.
Join the group!
Billy. Billy.
Come on.
Thank you!
Listen. Why don't
you stop waving that thing?
I don't wanna hurt anyone.
(Brady)
No. Okay. Let's just
put the gun down.
I just wanna talk.
Why are you
doing this?
You flew down here
to be his alibi
making him a murderer
and you an accessory.
And this is
a Christian state.
But we're very
Old Testament when
it comes to murder.
He'll get the chair
and you'll get life!
Who the fuck
is this guy?
Chris..., I, w...
You're an orthodontist.
I am drowning in debt.
(Ken)
I've been trying
to set up a new practice.
But I still owe
on the insurance
premiums from the last one.
Plus all the equipment!
I have a wife
and three kids!
Why don't you get
to the fuckin' point?
Until my kids can make
friends at school...
No, no, no. Listen.
Bill! Hey!
I am a guy
that you met
on an airplane.
Keep back!
(Ken)
I said, keep back.
(Bill)
Really, really...
I really mean it.
Please.
Keep the hell back!
[Chuckles]
Pull the trigger.
Put a bullet in my skull.
I give up. It's perfect.
[Chuckles]
[Grunts and moans]
[Sobs]
[Growls]
[Sobs]
I'm sorry!
(Ken)
I'm sorry.
It's fine.
Just go home.
(Brady)
Billy, we can't
let him go now.
(Bill)
We are.
Just let it go and, uh,
everybody, just go home.
Brady.
Hey, you!
Where do you
think you're going?
[Growl and gunshot]
(Colleen)
[Screams]
Oh, my God!
(Janet)
Bill, no!
[Gunshot]
Ugh!
(Colleen)
Oh!
Oh, Brady.
(Colleen)
Oh, Brady.
[Soft music]
Oh! Janet,
call 911. Oh.
Baby, I think my momma
might have called it.
She might have been right.
[Dogs bark]
Police comin'.
Billy. Billy.
Hey, Bill.
(Joe)
Yeah. We need a EMT.
[Radio walla
and sirens]
(Brady)
Hey, Bill!
(Colleen)
Bill. Bill. Bill.
Gimme that!
Gimme that!
Bill, look at me.
Go see that Rabbi
up in Tulsa
All those drawings
we did at Pug's
tell her we didn't
mean nothin' by 'em.
No, just promise me.
You promise me.
You're gonna
tell her yourself.
(Joe)
Round this side.
Come here.
Okay. Now. Now,
you ain't killed nobody.
(Brady)
Diogenes Laertius
has recorded for us
the Greek philosopher
Epicurus' thoughts on death.
It is irrational
to fear an event
if when that event occurs
we're not in existence.
And since when
death is, we are not
and when we are,
death is not
then it's irrational
to fear death
One might just as well,
Epicurus argued, fear birth.
I was born
just a few minutes
before my brother, Brady.
(Bill)
He lived life
on his own terms
indifferent to fear
either his own
or those of others.
And let's be honest,
by any normal measure
my brother was a criminal
and a colossal fuck up
[chuckles]
Oh, man.
But,
in the years
that we were together
when we were growing up
he gave me the happiest
freest times
that I will ever know.
I don't know why
it took me so long
to realize that.
I left Little Dixie
because of my own fears
My greatest regret is that
I never told him how
difficult that really was.
[Soft guitar]
Bolger, how did you
get those scars?
Prison with
your brother.
My brother
wasn't in prison.
Two years
on possession.
I think he ain't wanted
you to know that.
Saved my life, too.
Three guys jumped me
with box cutters
and your brother,
Brady, went berserk.
Kept the both us
alive in there.
I can't
believe he never...
Wished I could've
repaid the favor.
So tell my baby
I said so long
Tell my mother
I did no wrong
Tell my brother
To watch his own
Tell my friends
To mourn me none
[soft guitar
music continues]
A chain
Upon the face of time
Feeling full
Of foolish rhyme
There ain't no dark
'Til something shines
I'm bound to leave
This dark behind
So,
to what
do I owe this visit?
My brother killed
Pug Rothbaum.
Your brother?
It was the same man
who was shot
by Ken Feinman?
Have you told
the police?
I will.
He wanted you to know
that it
wasn't a hate crime.
I find it hard to believe
your brother didn't have
something against Jews.
I know,
but he didn't.
Then I'll have
to believe you.
[Sighs]
Is there something else?
Why... Why do you think...
Why do we...
We are animals,
Professor Kincaid.
Just brains
that trick us into
thinking we aren't.
What, uh, what
can I do with that?
Repair.
What?
All of us, you, me,
your brother, Pug,
we break the world.
Help repair it.
[Soft piano music]
Hey.
(male)
Come on over here.
(male)
What's this about, Bolger?
I'll let Billy speak.
Have a seat.
Well, go on.
Say what you got to say.
My brother had
a lot of equipment.
His grow house.
Yeah.
We've talked
to a lawyer.
The police
can't confiscate it.
Now, it's
a high-quality
system. It's hydroponic.
I'm proposing
to sell it to you.
That's the whole list.
That, that, that's
at a, a discount price.
Yeah, well, I don't
see it quite like this.
Why not?
'Cause your brother never
paid Pug for that equipment.
(Bill)
So what?
So why I gotta
pay you for it?
Because my brother
is dead.
I have to cover
funeral costs.
He had bills
that weren't paid,
He had a mortgage and his
wife is expecting a baby now.
Okay? All I'm trying to do
is cover his debts
and leave his family
with a little something
can you understand that?
Well, I'm one
of his debts, see?
Before your brother
and Bolger got out
of the penitentiary
I had this whole area
southeastern Oklahoma.
And Pug Rothbaum
come to me for his grass.
And now you're going
to have all of that again
and better product, besides.
Your brother
owes me that equipment.
Come on, man!
Don't you want
to repair the world?
What?
We're breaking
the world. Don't you
want to fucking repair it?
What I want is for you
to give me that equipment
and then to go back east
with all the other faggots
that think that
New York City's
the only place on Earth.
I don't live
in New York City.
That don't mean
that you don't think
you're better than us.
We are better than you.
We use our powers
of thought!
Don't you turn
your back on me.
(Bill)
You fucking hick!
Don't you walk away.
Just keep walking.
Don't look back.
Lot's wife.
Who?
She turned
into a pillar of salt...
[swoosh]
Ugh.
Motherfucker.
[Groans]
Ugh.
(Bill)
Help. Help me!
I can't!
[Choking]
Get it out.
It's barbed!
They gotta fletch it.
[Moans]
[Suspense music]
[Breathing heavily]
[Cries and moans]
(Bill)
Ah!
Agh!
Ah!
[Moans]
Oh, my God!
Help me!
No! No!
(Bolger)
Come on.
Get outta there.
(Bolger)
You get outta there.
[Starts engine]
Agh!
Ah!
[Shoots]
[Police sirens]
(Bolger)
He got shot.
Barbed arrow.
(male)
How long ago?
(Bolger)
About 10 minutes.
(male)
Keep him on his side.
(male)
Let's get some vitals.
a line there.
Here you go.
(female)
Open it up.
(Doctor)
You folks wanna
come with me?
Now the arrow missed
his heart by an inch
and his spine
by centimeters.
So, what does this
mean for him?
Well, it'll be
a long recovery.
I guess I don't need
to tell you this.
But you saved his life.
[Thunder]
[Baby cries]
(female)
Yes, yes, yeah.
Billy, it's fixin' to rain.
Thanks, Mom.
You know,
I think
I'm just gonna sit
here for awhile.
In the rain?
I used to be so scared
of these summer storms.
And then when I went
east, I missed them.
I was so frightened that
I used to hide in the closet
and cover my ears.
And I hated that.
So I went to the library
and I studied them.
I learned everything
I could about them,
how they happened,
what made them happen,
the name of every cloud.
And?
They still happened.
You mind if I stay
out here with you?
I wish you would.
[Soft guitar music]