Ozark (2017) s03e08 Episode Script
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Sue?
It's Marty.
Sue?
Sue, are you here? It's Marty.
Hello?
Sue, are you back here?
I don't understand why we
have to do community service.
Well, you were arrested
and then sentenced.
I think the judge was
pretty lenient, considering.
So, you can't fix this?
What, you want me to bribe a judge
to get you out of community service?
You can just tell him who you are.
It's not technically bribery
if you just introduce yourself.
Okay, you both know we
have to be above reproach.
We can't afford to bring any
negative attention to this family.
One day, I promise you
won't have to be so careful.
But for now, we have to look
like law-abiding citizens.
Even though we're not.
Even though we're not.
Let me remind you
that your cellphones
Off you go.
Hi, guys.
We need to talk.
Marriage?
Partnership.
- Ours.
- Okay.
Marty called this morning.
On his way to work, he
checked in on our therapist.
She wasn't home.
No, she wasn't.
- We were handling it.
- Oh, were you?
Because when I drove past,
that fucking McLaren
was still parked outside.
- That is still That is no reason
- Yes, it is.
When you make decisions without us,
you risk everything we're building here.
Oh, yeah. The brand.
You and Marty are endangering the brand,
and I am sick and tired of
cleaning up after your mistakes.
Our partnership
it's not gonna work if you keep
me in the dark, pure and simple.
Oh, you want pure and
simple? How about this?
This launch party tomorrow night
and this whole foundation business,
it had better yield
some serious results,
because I hate parties.
Is this okay?
I'm not gonna break.
What if I do?
You talk too much.
Mm!
Morning.
Hey.
Yeah, you know what?
You know that I'm going back
to work now. You don't
You don't have to stick
around if you don't want to.
You talk too much.
Rick and Marilyn Culver. They, uh
They run a small-scale foreclosure
relief service out of Lee's Summit.
They're, uh They're nice folks.
They prey mostly on the elderly.
Particularly those
with cognitive issues.
They've had a half a dozen complaints
thrown out over the last decade,
because their clients couldn't
even remember what they signed.
Sad story.
Yeah, it's very sad. Someone
should do something about it.
Well, you know it won't be me.
Yeah.
Yeah, I know.
That's why I did some forensic
accounting of my own on them,
and, Maya, the stuff that came up,
uh, you know, there's
offshore savings accounts,
there are suspect whole
insurance policies,
there's a family trust in the Caymans.
You turn this in, the IRS can get
these guys on tax evasion alone.
- Don't you have a casino to run?
- Mm-hmm.
Or money to launder?
You said you wanted off my
case. You told me to do good.
I also told you that
this is not how it works.
You can't have your cake
and avoid prison, too.
That's cute.
Marty, do you understand
what you're asking me to do?
Yeah, fight the good fight.
No, you're asking me
to be someone I'm not
at my core.
Come on. Please.
I'm just not willing to do that.
I want to do my job here
and be able to look at myself
in the mirror every morning.
Okay.
Well, um, all I know is that
it felt real good when the
FBI got a bead on Blink Check.
And this is gonna feel good, too.
You okay?
I'll be fine.
I'll see you later.
So, I want the canapés off the floor
- about 20 minutes before Wade's speech.
- Absolutely.
And then, I need you to circulate
with fresh champagne. Okay?
- Thank you.
- Tell me,
why do rich folks need so
much money spent on them
before they'll even think
about going in their own pocket?
That is a very good question.
Welcome back. Hmm?
Sure you're ready for this? You
can take more time if you want.
Yeah, absolutely. Whatever you need.
I'm fine, really.
- Yeah?
- I want to work.
Okay. That's great, uh,
'cause there's a lot of work.
You ready? Um
I need you to talk to the limo company.
I don't want anyone
waiting at the airport,
and these guys keep saying they
can get it done with five cars.
I just I don't know.
Dumb fucker thinks every
ride takes 30 minutes.
What else?
Um
I'm gonna need to pull a few staff
out of the restaurant to work the party,
so can you look at the rotation for me?
You mean stop Sidney and Diane
coming here trying to
a bag a rich husband?
That's exactly right. When
you're done with that
Come here for a second, look at this.
I need you to go
down to the caterers,
have them deliver new champagne flutes.
These look like they got washed
with sand. Not great. Okay?
Yeah.
You got it.
Benjamin Davis to see Frank Cosgrove Jr.
Sir, Mr. Cosgrove is
still not available.
Now stop coming back here every day.
How do you know he's not
available? Did you call his office?
Ben Davis.
- Mr. Cosgrove is not available.
- Fuck you!
Sir, you Hey! Hey!
Yeah, he just blew through.
Oh, shit.
Shit!
And here we are.
So, once the mixer dies down,
I'll make a few introductions,
and then you can take the stage.
How has the response been
from across the aisle?
Good, good.
No, we targeted all the donors
that Charles Wilkes
rubbed the wrong way.
So, there'll be a lot of people here.
You know, I ran a lot of campaigns,
and, I mean, over time, I've just
I've learned what people really want.
And what's that?
Courage.
Courage
for your family, for your
state, for your country.
I mean, if you lack
courage, you are doomed.
Is that a challenge?
In a way. Yeah.
Oh, I have an addition for
your speech tomorrow night.
It's, uh It's a potential
bipartisan initiative.
This one's on the
Foreclosure Relief Fund.
Just so you know,
we tried to give this to the FBI
agent who's running our audit.
We thought the Bureau
might be interested,
but she basically
told us to go fuck off.
What was the agent's name?
Uh, Miller. Miller.
Special Agent Maya Miller.
Community service was so disgusting.
I found an astronaut diaper.
Oh, Jesus.
How'd you know it was
an astronaut diaper?
- It said "NASA" on it.
- Got it.
Hmm. I found this.
This is supposed to
be community service,
- not a treasure hunt.
- Thought you'd want it back.
- Oh, look at that.
- Hmm.
Great, thank you.
Oh, by the way, I blame Mom for
making us pick up the trash.
It is okay to talk about Mom.
We're still a family, okay?
And we both decided that you
guys should be doing this.
Are you and Mom gonna get a divorce?
Look, no matter what happens,
we are still your parents.
We still love you, and we
will still work together, okay?
You'll still have community service.
What happened to therapy?
You promised you'd go.
We We did,
uh, but, you know, she was
not the world's best fit.
So
Does your boss know you
and Mom are separated?
Won't he be angry?
You don't have to worry
about that. Seriously.
We're doing a great job for him.
He's happy. Let's just relax.
We'll enjoy a nice family dinner, okay?
Yeah, without Mom.
Charlotte.
Hi, can I see a list of your whiskeys?
You're looking at 'em.
Another beer, please.
Just give me a single malt.
Anything from the Highlands.
And a water back, of course.
That's a nice tie.
Thanks.
I was being sarcastic.
So was I.
Hey, you guys, cut the shit, okay?
I mean, a really fucking nice tie.
Do you got a problem?
Nice tie, motherfucker!
Marty?
No, it's me. Your partner.
It is two o'clock in the morning.
Actually, it's almost three.
I'm outside a Kansas City police station
where I'm about to serve
as the attorney of record
in an assault case for your brother,
who told the Kansas City
PD that I was, and I quote,
"the family lawyer."
Fuck.
Exactly.
He's facing two counts
of felony assault.
Disturbing the peace
and drunk and disorderly.
And an outstanding North
Carolina bench warrant
for a misdemeanor assault
and property damage.
Did you know about that?
Thank you for dealing with
this. I'll take it from here.
- Will you?
- Yes.
You think I don't know what
you were doing in Kansas City?
I didn't touch him.
No, but you beat the living
shit out of a fucking stranger.
I'm sorry.
I got mad.
And he was a dick.
You're lucky they got you out.
That piece of shit needs
his ass kicked, Ruth.
- I can't believe you don't want him dead.
- No, I do.
I just don't want you dead and me dead,
and Marty and Wendy fucking dead, too.
You still care about them after
they don't lift a finger over this?
They cut ties with the mob.
And that's enough for you?
No.
It's not enough, but
But it's what I got, so shut the fuck up
and promise me that this
won't happen again. All right?
All right.
I'm sorry.
You know, Wendy wasn't always soft.
She wasn't.
As a kid, she'd
fight anyone who got near me.
Took out a kid's front teeth
once for calling us poor.
She should've found a way
to put that son of a bitch
in a hospital that night.
That night.
I'm telling you, marrying
Marty made Wendy chickenshit.
Your sister ain't chickenshit.
Trust me.
Oh, yeah? What have you seen her do?
Plenty.
Like what?
It doesn't matter. Let it go.
Seriously, Ruth.
She's not what you think she is.
All right?
Your sister is not soft.
She works for a fucking drug cartel.
You really think she couldn't
bring herself to hurt Frank Jr.?
She's done it before
when it suited her.
She just
didn't feel like doing it now.
And Marty? Marty doesn't
stop your sister doing shit.
What are you talking about, Ruth?
What did she do to you?
Nothing. Just shut the
fuck up and let me drive.
- Hi, you need me?
- Yeah. Um
Just hung up with
Helen. She's not happy.
Well, I can't say I blame her.
She tells me that
you're handling things.
What does that mean?
- It means I'm handling things.
- Uh-huh.
Can Can you tell me how?
'Cause this was bad, Wendy.
I don't need you to tell me that.
I told her I'll fix it, and I will.
Yeah, do me a favor and
just Just walk me through it.
'Cause if you don't tell
me, uh, what you're doing,
if you don't communicate with
me, then I can't help you.
Yeah, I don't want your fucking
help. I told you I'm handling it.
Wendy.
How?
When I'm finished here,
I'm gonna go to Ruth's.
I'm gonna talk to him, try
and get him back on his meds.
Right, see, that you've done before.
- Yeah, well, I have no other choice.
- Yes, you do.
We do.
I think you'll admit that had we
not committed him ten years ago,
he would be dead today.
- We don't know that.
- Yes, we do.
And he's very lucky that
Helen got him out of jail
because now we can commit him to
a place that can actually help him.
I am not committing my brother.
It would kill him.
- You said that ten years ago.
- And he hasn't been the same since.
He's not going back
to a place like that.
He's not capable of
making that decision.
- And you are?
- I think so.
Yeah. In fact, I made some phone calls.
There's a private facility around here.
Looks like a great place, we
just need to get him there.
Okay, there is no "we"
here. I am doing this alone.
Boy, wouldn't it be
great if that was true?
You think I like dealing with
your fucking brother, Wendy?
He's been a problem since
the day you and I met.
Oh, well, congratulations then,
'cause he's not your problem anymore.
At minimum, we can
recommend wire fraud charges,
Truth in Lending Act violations,
aggravated identity theft.
We might even be looking at RICO here.
Can we have a moment, please?
Marty Byrde's wife Wendy has
become something of an obstacle
This isn't about your forensic audit.
A Missouri state senator slipped us
this evidence of criminal activity
in the payday loan industry.
Okay.
It was obtained from
an anonymous source.
A source who claims they
tried to slip it to you first,
but you refused to accept it.
That's true.
This is a viable investigation.
There's good evidence here.
Why wouldn't you take the case?
Because the anonymous
source is Marty Byrde.
So?
Honestly, I felt
if I accepted, I'd be
compromising my integrity.
Your integrity?
There's a crime being committed here.
Your job is to investigate crime.
You chose to look the other way.
So much for your integrity.
When the casino warrant expires,
I want you to return to DC.
I'm putting you back on
forensic accounting full-time.
I fought for years to get field duty.
So did I, Special Agent.
Lay it on me. Tell me
what a fuck-up I am,
what a fuck-up I've always been.
Hey, hey, hey, don't get mad at me.
I'm not mad at anybody.
I just know where this is headed.
Oh, do you? Where?
How's it gonna end?
Where does it always end, Ben?
I didn't come here to give you shit.
Then why did you come?
To let you know it is not safe
for you to be here right now.
Especially when you're acting like this.
I went after Frank Jr. because
you and Marty wouldn't do shit.
We did everything we could do.
Ruth is safe. She knows that.
Yeah, Ruth says you
could have done something
and chose not to.
What the fuck does that mean?
What could you have done?
How much, Ben?
How much is it gonna cost
to get you out of town?
Get you set up, get your life back?
My life
My life is here now.
No, it is not.
Fuck you.
- Fuck you.
- Ben!
Ben!
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Darlene?
Just a sec.
You know this thing is
$1,000 a plate, right?
We can afford it.
Why are we even going to this
thing? I thought you hate this shit.
I own a third of that monstrosity.
And it's on my land.
And besides
I would pay 100 grand
just to see the look on Wendy
Byrde's face when we walk in there.
You're not embarrassed to be
seen there with me, are you?
Never.
The main event is tonight.
So, please, just enjoy yourselves,
drink, eat, whatever
Thank you so much.
Let's just see how the evening goes
before we start toasting
each other, shall we?
Oh, Erin looks lovely.
Yours, too.
Why do we have to go on stage?
Because it's called the
Byrde Family Foundation,
and we're all a part of it, so
Hey. You'll be fine. Don't worry.
What the fuck is she doing here?
I can't help who buys tickets.
Hey, Ruth.
Y'all look so nice.
- Thank you.
- So do you.
Wyatt tells me
you're practically running this eyesore.
- Well
- And that makes me happy.
It's good to have some
local blood in my casino.
- Y'all enjoy the party.
- Thanks.
Don't think we won't.
What was that?
Hey. Um
it's pretty bad, actually.
We may have gone too far.
They are pulling her off of our
case, and she's being sent back to DC.
You've got to get her job
back. We can't lose her.
Yeah, I know.
Hello, everyone. Good
evening and welcome.
I'm Marty Byrde, but some
of you already know that,
I see some familiar faces.
But I'm willing to bet that
every single person here
knows my wife Wendy Byrde.
She's truly the
the driving force of
It's thrilling to see
it finally come to fruition,
and, uh, well
See, I'm already getting the, um,
"Dad, you've been
talking too much" look,
so I'll stop talking, and
let's say hi to Wendy Byrde.
Oh, thank you all so much for
for coming here this evening.
This foundation has
been a dream of mine,
you know, since the early days
when I was working on a certain
Illinois senator's second campaign.
A charitable foundation with no policy,
no politics, with a simple mandate:
to make the world a better place.
And I know, I know it sounds naive.
But I also I know we
can do some good here,
right in our own front yard.
We can make our communities
a better place to live.
We can make it more equitable,
a better place for our children,
for our families, for ourselves.
And before I introduce
the main event, there
there's one person who I need to thank,
and that is my husband Marty Byrde.
Without whom I would
not be standing here.
So without further ado,
to introduce our first initiative,
Missouri State Senator Andrew Wade.
"Make the world a better place."
Sounds like a pipe dream.
Sounds like something a politician
says to placate his base.
Something my 93-year-old
nana would call,
pardon her French, "a
steaming crock of shit."
The other thing she'd say is,
"Talk don't matter till
the rubber hits the road."
So, I'd like to start driving
and tell you about not
one, but two initiatives
funded by the Byrde Family Foundation.
The first will take
on payday loan abuses.
The second will target
fraud in foreclosure relief.
- Both particularly
- We need to talk.
I'm in the middle of an event.
What happened to Marty's
partner in Chicago?
- Okay, let's go talk downstairs.
- No. Right here, right now.
Did you make that
partner disappear, too,
or did the real shit start
when you got here to the Ozarks?
- This is not the place
- What, this?
This is fucking fake. It's a lie.
How long before you think
everybody here realizes that?
You're having an episode.
- I need you just to take a deep breath.
- Do not do not
do not fucking do that to me.
Don't you fucking condescend me,
like I'm fucking sick and you're well.
Okay, okay, we can
talk about all of this,
but just not right now.
- Let's talk about Ruth's dad.
- I need you to keep your voice down.
I will not keep my fucking voice down!
Hey, Ben. Ben, is everything okay?
No, Marty. Nothing is fucking okay.
I need you to just calm down a little
You're a fucking liar!
You're all fucking liars!
You're all fucking liars! Everybody!
I don't want to do this
either, but you know we have to.
Do we?
There's no good options,
Wendy. It's jail or hospital.
It'll kill him.
So will jail.
Sheriff Nix is waiting
for you in his office.
Sheriff has agreed. He'll request
a transfer to the state hospital.
State hospital?
- In lieu of jail.
- Uh, can't can't we
Can't we just send him
to a private facility?
We've already found a
very good one. It's nearby.
I'm sorry, but that's the law.
Sheriff needs your permission
as next of kin. Does he have it?
Good. I need to see my client.
You're lucky.
Marty won't be pressing charges.
And the sheriff is willing to
consider this a family squabble
rather than a bail violation,
so you're not going to jail.
You are going to the Central
Ozarks Behavioral Health Center.
No.
Yes.
You will be committed
on an indefinite hold.
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, no. No! No!
No!
No!
No!
Wendy!
No!
No!
No, no!
No!
Wendy!
I don't wanna go! I
don't wanna go there!
Is Ben okay?
I guess so.
Dad texted and said not to worry.
Hey.
Don't let all that shit
that happened tonight
be what you remember, okay?
- What do you mean?
- You and Erin.
Remember that.
It doesn't mean much.
Yes, it does.
You got kissed by a girl. Holy shit.
So, remember that when
you remember tonight.
I did, didn't I?
Ruth Langmore?
Uh, yeah, that's me.
You can see him now.
Uh, I'm his sister.
He only wants to see her.
Here, give him this. It's
his slippers and his robe
No robes are allowed here.
It's his slippers and some Vonnegut.
He likes Kurt Vonnegut.
- Okay.
- Okay? And tell him that I love him.
Tell him this is only
temporary, until he gets better.
Any sharp objects on you?
Pen, pencil, keys, hair clips?
Just my keys.
You'll have to leave your keys out
here. Can I see your bag, please?
Oh, yeah.
Okay.
I can't believe she did this.
Her and that fucking lawyer.
What happened last night?
Why did you come in the party like that?
I figured it out.
She killed your dad, didn't she?
And that FBI agent. She did that, too?
Not Not, um, Petty, just
I'm sorry.
Um
it's complicated. He was
I should have never said anything.
She promised me she
would never do this again.
This place is death,
Ruth. It'll kill me.
She knows I can't take it.
Tell me what I did that's so
insane I need to be locked up.
What exactly am I wrong about?
Nothing.
It's It's not fair. None of it.
What happened to you, that's not okay.
I know.
Fuck.
I'm sorry.
It's fucking drugs
What can I do?
Get me out of here.
I can't stand it in this fucking place.
You gotta get me out of here.
Please.
Please.
I'm having misgivings
about our partners up here.
Explain.
They're struggling to move
even a minimum of cash.
Their efforts with the special
agent are at a standstill.
And to top it off, last night's
charity event did not go well.
And why is this any concern of mine?
Maybe they are just not
what we thought they were.
Do whatever you need to do.
Oh, hi.
Hey.
How, uh
How How's he doing?
Not good.
Sheriff's got him, like,
on suicide watch or something.
He's in this place, Wyatt.
This This awful place.
I mean, they call it a
"behavioral health facility,"
but it's nothing but a
shithole for crazy people.
I can't believe they put him there.
He doesn't belong in a
fucking place like that.
I
I gotta get him the fuck out of there.
Hey, I think maybe Darlene could help.
Don't you play games with me.
You put him in there,
you can get him out.
I'm not playing games, Darlene.
I'm just trying to uphold the law.
And what if I let that guy out, he
goes and shoots up a fucking bar?
He won't. I want him out today.
You know that judge who
committed him, right?
Who signed the order?
I want you to drive out
to his place right now
and convince him to tear up that order.
And how am I supposed to do that?
Tell him you were wrong.
Tell him you didn't
have all the evidence.
I don't give a holy fucking
shit what you tell him.
Just get it done.
All right.
If I do this for you,
you gotta do something for me.
Oh, you're making demands now?
No, no. Just asking.
If I do this for you,
you need to find somebody
else to run your product.
Deal.
Discharged?
Uh, who the hell discharged him?
I don't know. Maybe
Darlene pulled some strings.
Why the hell would Darlene
get involved with this?
Well, because she hates us.
Because she's fucking Wyatt.
Because Wyatt's Ruth's cousin.
Any idea where he's headed?
No. He got in a cab.
Ruth's maybe or
Or he's coming here.
I'll head to Ruth's. I'm closer.
Yes, what was it?
- "I am I own entity."
- " own entity."
Can you believe you ever said that?
- Okay, now that
- There you are.
Hey!
Yeah.
Don't bother. It's
the sheriff got me out.
- Get behind me, Erin.
- Mom?
You wanna know what a piece
of shit your mother is, Erin?
That she's a fucking
lawyer? Well, she ain't!
She's a fucking monster.
My sister is a monster. Her
husband is a monster, too.
You know what they really do,
who they really work for, Erin?
They launder drug money.
Drug money, Erin, for
the Navarro drug cartel!
That's enough. You need to
turn around and leave now.
Fuck you.
Fuck! What the fuck was I thinking?
- Mom, is that true?
- No, of course it isn't.
What the fuck was I thinking?
You're not
You're not my fucking lawyer.
You're not my fucking lawyer.
You're not even a fucking lawyer.
You're a fucking cartel operative!
You sell heroin.
You have people killed.
You have them tortured.
You tortured Ruth!
Did you kill her dad? Or
did you just order the hit?
- Mom
- Your mom!
Your mom has people killed
and tortured for the cartel!
You wanna know what's really fucked up?
Do you remember that
truck that got all shot up?
They're in the middle
of a fucking drug war!
That could have been your fucking house!
Enough! Get out!
You okay, baby?
- Mom, why was he saying this?
- It's okay.
Because he's sick.
He's supposed to be in
a mental institution,
and he doesn't know what
he's saying. It's okay.
Shh.
Sue?
It's Marty.
Sue?
Sue, are you here? It's Marty.
Hello?
Sue, are you back here?
I don't understand why we
have to do community service.
Well, you were arrested
and then sentenced.
I think the judge was
pretty lenient, considering.
So, you can't fix this?
What, you want me to bribe a judge
to get you out of community service?
You can just tell him who you are.
It's not technically bribery
if you just introduce yourself.
Okay, you both know we
have to be above reproach.
We can't afford to bring any
negative attention to this family.
One day, I promise you
won't have to be so careful.
But for now, we have to look
like law-abiding citizens.
Even though we're not.
Even though we're not.
Let me remind you
that your cellphones
Off you go.
Hi, guys.
We need to talk.
Marriage?
Partnership.
- Ours.
- Okay.
Marty called this morning.
On his way to work, he
checked in on our therapist.
She wasn't home.
No, she wasn't.
- We were handling it.
- Oh, were you?
Because when I drove past,
that fucking McLaren
was still parked outside.
- That is still That is no reason
- Yes, it is.
When you make decisions without us,
you risk everything we're building here.
Oh, yeah. The brand.
You and Marty are endangering the brand,
and I am sick and tired of
cleaning up after your mistakes.
Our partnership
it's not gonna work if you keep
me in the dark, pure and simple.
Oh, you want pure and
simple? How about this?
This launch party tomorrow night
and this whole foundation business,
it had better yield
some serious results,
because I hate parties.
Is this okay?
I'm not gonna break.
What if I do?
You talk too much.
Mm!
Morning.
Hey.
Yeah, you know what?
You know that I'm going back
to work now. You don't
You don't have to stick
around if you don't want to.
You talk too much.
Rick and Marilyn Culver. They, uh
They run a small-scale foreclosure
relief service out of Lee's Summit.
They're, uh They're nice folks.
They prey mostly on the elderly.
Particularly those
with cognitive issues.
They've had a half a dozen complaints
thrown out over the last decade,
because their clients couldn't
even remember what they signed.
Sad story.
Yeah, it's very sad. Someone
should do something about it.
Well, you know it won't be me.
Yeah.
Yeah, I know.
That's why I did some forensic
accounting of my own on them,
and, Maya, the stuff that came up,
uh, you know, there's
offshore savings accounts,
there are suspect whole
insurance policies,
there's a family trust in the Caymans.
You turn this in, the IRS can get
these guys on tax evasion alone.
- Don't you have a casino to run?
- Mm-hmm.
Or money to launder?
You said you wanted off my
case. You told me to do good.
I also told you that
this is not how it works.
You can't have your cake
and avoid prison, too.
That's cute.
Marty, do you understand
what you're asking me to do?
Yeah, fight the good fight.
No, you're asking me
to be someone I'm not
at my core.
Come on. Please.
I'm just not willing to do that.
I want to do my job here
and be able to look at myself
in the mirror every morning.
Okay.
Well, um, all I know is that
it felt real good when the
FBI got a bead on Blink Check.
And this is gonna feel good, too.
You okay?
I'll be fine.
I'll see you later.
So, I want the canapés off the floor
- about 20 minutes before Wade's speech.
- Absolutely.
And then, I need you to circulate
with fresh champagne. Okay?
- Thank you.
- Tell me,
why do rich folks need so
much money spent on them
before they'll even think
about going in their own pocket?
That is a very good question.
Welcome back. Hmm?
Sure you're ready for this? You
can take more time if you want.
Yeah, absolutely. Whatever you need.
I'm fine, really.
- Yeah?
- I want to work.
Okay. That's great, uh,
'cause there's a lot of work.
You ready? Um
I need you to talk to the limo company.
I don't want anyone
waiting at the airport,
and these guys keep saying they
can get it done with five cars.
I just I don't know.
Dumb fucker thinks every
ride takes 30 minutes.
What else?
Um
I'm gonna need to pull a few staff
out of the restaurant to work the party,
so can you look at the rotation for me?
You mean stop Sidney and Diane
coming here trying to
a bag a rich husband?
That's exactly right. When
you're done with that
Come here for a second, look at this.
I need you to go
down to the caterers,
have them deliver new champagne flutes.
These look like they got washed
with sand. Not great. Okay?
Yeah.
You got it.
Benjamin Davis to see Frank Cosgrove Jr.
Sir, Mr. Cosgrove is
still not available.
Now stop coming back here every day.
How do you know he's not
available? Did you call his office?
Ben Davis.
- Mr. Cosgrove is not available.
- Fuck you!
Sir, you Hey! Hey!
Yeah, he just blew through.
Oh, shit.
Shit!
And here we are.
So, once the mixer dies down,
I'll make a few introductions,
and then you can take the stage.
How has the response been
from across the aisle?
Good, good.
No, we targeted all the donors
that Charles Wilkes
rubbed the wrong way.
So, there'll be a lot of people here.
You know, I ran a lot of campaigns,
and, I mean, over time, I've just
I've learned what people really want.
And what's that?
Courage.
Courage
for your family, for your
state, for your country.
I mean, if you lack
courage, you are doomed.
Is that a challenge?
In a way. Yeah.
Oh, I have an addition for
your speech tomorrow night.
It's, uh It's a potential
bipartisan initiative.
This one's on the
Foreclosure Relief Fund.
Just so you know,
we tried to give this to the FBI
agent who's running our audit.
We thought the Bureau
might be interested,
but she basically
told us to go fuck off.
What was the agent's name?
Uh, Miller. Miller.
Special Agent Maya Miller.
Community service was so disgusting.
I found an astronaut diaper.
Oh, Jesus.
How'd you know it was
an astronaut diaper?
- It said "NASA" on it.
- Got it.
Hmm. I found this.
This is supposed to
be community service,
- not a treasure hunt.
- Thought you'd want it back.
- Oh, look at that.
- Hmm.
Great, thank you.
Oh, by the way, I blame Mom for
making us pick up the trash.
It is okay to talk about Mom.
We're still a family, okay?
And we both decided that you
guys should be doing this.
Are you and Mom gonna get a divorce?
Look, no matter what happens,
we are still your parents.
We still love you, and we
will still work together, okay?
You'll still have community service.
What happened to therapy?
You promised you'd go.
We We did,
uh, but, you know, she was
not the world's best fit.
So
Does your boss know you
and Mom are separated?
Won't he be angry?
You don't have to worry
about that. Seriously.
We're doing a great job for him.
He's happy. Let's just relax.
We'll enjoy a nice family dinner, okay?
Yeah, without Mom.
Charlotte.
Hi, can I see a list of your whiskeys?
You're looking at 'em.
Another beer, please.
Just give me a single malt.
Anything from the Highlands.
And a water back, of course.
That's a nice tie.
Thanks.
I was being sarcastic.
So was I.
Hey, you guys, cut the shit, okay?
I mean, a really fucking nice tie.
Do you got a problem?
Nice tie, motherfucker!
Marty?
No, it's me. Your partner.
It is two o'clock in the morning.
Actually, it's almost three.
I'm outside a Kansas City police station
where I'm about to serve
as the attorney of record
in an assault case for your brother,
who told the Kansas City
PD that I was, and I quote,
"the family lawyer."
Fuck.
Exactly.
He's facing two counts
of felony assault.
Disturbing the peace
and drunk and disorderly.
And an outstanding North
Carolina bench warrant
for a misdemeanor assault
and property damage.
Did you know about that?
Thank you for dealing with
this. I'll take it from here.
- Will you?
- Yes.
You think I don't know what
you were doing in Kansas City?
I didn't touch him.
No, but you beat the living
shit out of a fucking stranger.
I'm sorry.
I got mad.
And he was a dick.
You're lucky they got you out.
That piece of shit needs
his ass kicked, Ruth.
- I can't believe you don't want him dead.
- No, I do.
I just don't want you dead and me dead,
and Marty and Wendy fucking dead, too.
You still care about them after
they don't lift a finger over this?
They cut ties with the mob.
And that's enough for you?
No.
It's not enough, but
But it's what I got, so shut the fuck up
and promise me that this
won't happen again. All right?
All right.
I'm sorry.
You know, Wendy wasn't always soft.
She wasn't.
As a kid, she'd
fight anyone who got near me.
Took out a kid's front teeth
once for calling us poor.
She should've found a way
to put that son of a bitch
in a hospital that night.
That night.
I'm telling you, marrying
Marty made Wendy chickenshit.
Your sister ain't chickenshit.
Trust me.
Oh, yeah? What have you seen her do?
Plenty.
Like what?
It doesn't matter. Let it go.
Seriously, Ruth.
She's not what you think she is.
All right?
Your sister is not soft.
She works for a fucking drug cartel.
You really think she couldn't
bring herself to hurt Frank Jr.?
She's done it before
when it suited her.
She just
didn't feel like doing it now.
And Marty? Marty doesn't
stop your sister doing shit.
What are you talking about, Ruth?
What did she do to you?
Nothing. Just shut the
fuck up and let me drive.
- Hi, you need me?
- Yeah. Um
Just hung up with
Helen. She's not happy.
Well, I can't say I blame her.
She tells me that
you're handling things.
What does that mean?
- It means I'm handling things.
- Uh-huh.
Can Can you tell me how?
'Cause this was bad, Wendy.
I don't need you to tell me that.
I told her I'll fix it, and I will.
Yeah, do me a favor and
just Just walk me through it.
'Cause if you don't tell
me, uh, what you're doing,
if you don't communicate with
me, then I can't help you.
Yeah, I don't want your fucking
help. I told you I'm handling it.
Wendy.
How?
When I'm finished here,
I'm gonna go to Ruth's.
I'm gonna talk to him, try
and get him back on his meds.
Right, see, that you've done before.
- Yeah, well, I have no other choice.
- Yes, you do.
We do.
I think you'll admit that had we
not committed him ten years ago,
he would be dead today.
- We don't know that.
- Yes, we do.
And he's very lucky that
Helen got him out of jail
because now we can commit him to
a place that can actually help him.
I am not committing my brother.
It would kill him.
- You said that ten years ago.
- And he hasn't been the same since.
He's not going back
to a place like that.
He's not capable of
making that decision.
- And you are?
- I think so.
Yeah. In fact, I made some phone calls.
There's a private facility around here.
Looks like a great place, we
just need to get him there.
Okay, there is no "we"
here. I am doing this alone.
Boy, wouldn't it be
great if that was true?
You think I like dealing with
your fucking brother, Wendy?
He's been a problem since
the day you and I met.
Oh, well, congratulations then,
'cause he's not your problem anymore.
At minimum, we can
recommend wire fraud charges,
Truth in Lending Act violations,
aggravated identity theft.
We might even be looking at RICO here.
Can we have a moment, please?
Marty Byrde's wife Wendy has
become something of an obstacle
This isn't about your forensic audit.
A Missouri state senator slipped us
this evidence of criminal activity
in the payday loan industry.
Okay.
It was obtained from
an anonymous source.
A source who claims they
tried to slip it to you first,
but you refused to accept it.
That's true.
This is a viable investigation.
There's good evidence here.
Why wouldn't you take the case?
Because the anonymous
source is Marty Byrde.
So?
Honestly, I felt
if I accepted, I'd be
compromising my integrity.
Your integrity?
There's a crime being committed here.
Your job is to investigate crime.
You chose to look the other way.
So much for your integrity.
When the casino warrant expires,
I want you to return to DC.
I'm putting you back on
forensic accounting full-time.
I fought for years to get field duty.
So did I, Special Agent.
Lay it on me. Tell me
what a fuck-up I am,
what a fuck-up I've always been.
Hey, hey, hey, don't get mad at me.
I'm not mad at anybody.
I just know where this is headed.
Oh, do you? Where?
How's it gonna end?
Where does it always end, Ben?
I didn't come here to give you shit.
Then why did you come?
To let you know it is not safe
for you to be here right now.
Especially when you're acting like this.
I went after Frank Jr. because
you and Marty wouldn't do shit.
We did everything we could do.
Ruth is safe. She knows that.
Yeah, Ruth says you
could have done something
and chose not to.
What the fuck does that mean?
What could you have done?
How much, Ben?
How much is it gonna cost
to get you out of town?
Get you set up, get your life back?
My life
My life is here now.
No, it is not.
Fuck you.
- Fuck you.
- Ben!
Ben!
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Darlene?
Just a sec.
You know this thing is
$1,000 a plate, right?
We can afford it.
Why are we even going to this
thing? I thought you hate this shit.
I own a third of that monstrosity.
And it's on my land.
And besides
I would pay 100 grand
just to see the look on Wendy
Byrde's face when we walk in there.
You're not embarrassed to be
seen there with me, are you?
Never.
The main event is tonight.
So, please, just enjoy yourselves,
drink, eat, whatever
Thank you so much.
Let's just see how the evening goes
before we start toasting
each other, shall we?
Oh, Erin looks lovely.
Yours, too.
Why do we have to go on stage?
Because it's called the
Byrde Family Foundation,
and we're all a part of it, so
Hey. You'll be fine. Don't worry.
What the fuck is she doing here?
I can't help who buys tickets.
Hey, Ruth.
Y'all look so nice.
- Thank you.
- So do you.
Wyatt tells me
you're practically running this eyesore.
- Well
- And that makes me happy.
It's good to have some
local blood in my casino.
- Y'all enjoy the party.
- Thanks.
Don't think we won't.
What was that?
Hey. Um
it's pretty bad, actually.
We may have gone too far.
They are pulling her off of our
case, and she's being sent back to DC.
You've got to get her job
back. We can't lose her.
Yeah, I know.
Hello, everyone. Good
evening and welcome.
I'm Marty Byrde, but some
of you already know that,
I see some familiar faces.
But I'm willing to bet that
every single person here
knows my wife Wendy Byrde.
She's truly the
the driving force of
It's thrilling to see
it finally come to fruition,
and, uh, well
See, I'm already getting the, um,
"Dad, you've been
talking too much" look,
so I'll stop talking, and
let's say hi to Wendy Byrde.
Oh, thank you all so much for
for coming here this evening.
This foundation has
been a dream of mine,
you know, since the early days
when I was working on a certain
Illinois senator's second campaign.
A charitable foundation with no policy,
no politics, with a simple mandate:
to make the world a better place.
And I know, I know it sounds naive.
But I also I know we
can do some good here,
right in our own front yard.
We can make our communities
a better place to live.
We can make it more equitable,
a better place for our children,
for our families, for ourselves.
And before I introduce
the main event, there
there's one person who I need to thank,
and that is my husband Marty Byrde.
Without whom I would
not be standing here.
So without further ado,
to introduce our first initiative,
Missouri State Senator Andrew Wade.
"Make the world a better place."
Sounds like a pipe dream.
Sounds like something a politician
says to placate his base.
Something my 93-year-old
nana would call,
pardon her French, "a
steaming crock of shit."
The other thing she'd say is,
"Talk don't matter till
the rubber hits the road."
So, I'd like to start driving
and tell you about not
one, but two initiatives
funded by the Byrde Family Foundation.
The first will take
on payday loan abuses.
The second will target
fraud in foreclosure relief.
- Both particularly
- We need to talk.
I'm in the middle of an event.
What happened to Marty's
partner in Chicago?
- Okay, let's go talk downstairs.
- No. Right here, right now.
Did you make that
partner disappear, too,
or did the real shit start
when you got here to the Ozarks?
- This is not the place
- What, this?
This is fucking fake. It's a lie.
How long before you think
everybody here realizes that?
You're having an episode.
- I need you just to take a deep breath.
- Do not do not
do not fucking do that to me.
Don't you fucking condescend me,
like I'm fucking sick and you're well.
Okay, okay, we can
talk about all of this,
but just not right now.
- Let's talk about Ruth's dad.
- I need you to keep your voice down.
I will not keep my fucking voice down!
Hey, Ben. Ben, is everything okay?
No, Marty. Nothing is fucking okay.
I need you to just calm down a little
You're a fucking liar!
You're all fucking liars!
You're all fucking liars! Everybody!
I don't want to do this
either, but you know we have to.
Do we?
There's no good options,
Wendy. It's jail or hospital.
It'll kill him.
So will jail.
Sheriff Nix is waiting
for you in his office.
Sheriff has agreed. He'll request
a transfer to the state hospital.
State hospital?
- In lieu of jail.
- Uh, can't can't we
Can't we just send him
to a private facility?
We've already found a
very good one. It's nearby.
I'm sorry, but that's the law.
Sheriff needs your permission
as next of kin. Does he have it?
Good. I need to see my client.
You're lucky.
Marty won't be pressing charges.
And the sheriff is willing to
consider this a family squabble
rather than a bail violation,
so you're not going to jail.
You are going to the Central
Ozarks Behavioral Health Center.
No.
Yes.
You will be committed
on an indefinite hold.
No.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
No, no, no.
No, no. No! No!
No!
No!
No!
Wendy!
No!
No!
No, no!
No!
Wendy!
I don't wanna go! I
don't wanna go there!
Is Ben okay?
I guess so.
Dad texted and said not to worry.
Hey.
Don't let all that shit
that happened tonight
be what you remember, okay?
- What do you mean?
- You and Erin.
Remember that.
It doesn't mean much.
Yes, it does.
You got kissed by a girl. Holy shit.
So, remember that when
you remember tonight.
I did, didn't I?
Ruth Langmore?
Uh, yeah, that's me.
You can see him now.
Uh, I'm his sister.
He only wants to see her.
Here, give him this. It's
his slippers and his robe
No robes are allowed here.
It's his slippers and some Vonnegut.
He likes Kurt Vonnegut.
- Okay.
- Okay? And tell him that I love him.
Tell him this is only
temporary, until he gets better.
Any sharp objects on you?
Pen, pencil, keys, hair clips?
Just my keys.
You'll have to leave your keys out
here. Can I see your bag, please?
Oh, yeah.
Okay.
I can't believe she did this.
Her and that fucking lawyer.
What happened last night?
Why did you come in the party like that?
I figured it out.
She killed your dad, didn't she?
And that FBI agent. She did that, too?
Not Not, um, Petty, just
I'm sorry.
Um
it's complicated. He was
I should have never said anything.
She promised me she
would never do this again.
This place is death,
Ruth. It'll kill me.
She knows I can't take it.
Tell me what I did that's so
insane I need to be locked up.
What exactly am I wrong about?
Nothing.
It's It's not fair. None of it.
What happened to you, that's not okay.
I know.
Fuck.
I'm sorry.
It's fucking drugs
What can I do?
Get me out of here.
I can't stand it in this fucking place.
You gotta get me out of here.
Please.
Please.
I'm having misgivings
about our partners up here.
Explain.
They're struggling to move
even a minimum of cash.
Their efforts with the special
agent are at a standstill.
And to top it off, last night's
charity event did not go well.
And why is this any concern of mine?
Maybe they are just not
what we thought they were.
Do whatever you need to do.
Oh, hi.
Hey.
How, uh
How How's he doing?
Not good.
Sheriff's got him, like,
on suicide watch or something.
He's in this place, Wyatt.
This This awful place.
I mean, they call it a
"behavioral health facility,"
but it's nothing but a
shithole for crazy people.
I can't believe they put him there.
He doesn't belong in a
fucking place like that.
I
I gotta get him the fuck out of there.
Hey, I think maybe Darlene could help.
Don't you play games with me.
You put him in there,
you can get him out.
I'm not playing games, Darlene.
I'm just trying to uphold the law.
And what if I let that guy out, he
goes and shoots up a fucking bar?
He won't. I want him out today.
You know that judge who
committed him, right?
Who signed the order?
I want you to drive out
to his place right now
and convince him to tear up that order.
And how am I supposed to do that?
Tell him you were wrong.
Tell him you didn't
have all the evidence.
I don't give a holy fucking
shit what you tell him.
Just get it done.
All right.
If I do this for you,
you gotta do something for me.
Oh, you're making demands now?
No, no. Just asking.
If I do this for you,
you need to find somebody
else to run your product.
Deal.
Discharged?
Uh, who the hell discharged him?
I don't know. Maybe
Darlene pulled some strings.
Why the hell would Darlene
get involved with this?
Well, because she hates us.
Because she's fucking Wyatt.
Because Wyatt's Ruth's cousin.
Any idea where he's headed?
No. He got in a cab.
Ruth's maybe or
Or he's coming here.
I'll head to Ruth's. I'm closer.
Yes, what was it?
- "I am I own entity."
- " own entity."
Can you believe you ever said that?
- Okay, now that
- There you are.
Hey!
Yeah.
Don't bother. It's
the sheriff got me out.
- Get behind me, Erin.
- Mom?
You wanna know what a piece
of shit your mother is, Erin?
That she's a fucking
lawyer? Well, she ain't!
She's a fucking monster.
My sister is a monster. Her
husband is a monster, too.
You know what they really do,
who they really work for, Erin?
They launder drug money.
Drug money, Erin, for
the Navarro drug cartel!
That's enough. You need to
turn around and leave now.
Fuck you.
Fuck! What the fuck was I thinking?
- Mom, is that true?
- No, of course it isn't.
What the fuck was I thinking?
You're not
You're not my fucking lawyer.
You're not my fucking lawyer.
You're not even a fucking lawyer.
You're a fucking cartel operative!
You sell heroin.
You have people killed.
You have them tortured.
You tortured Ruth!
Did you kill her dad? Or
did you just order the hit?
- Mom
- Your mom!
Your mom has people killed
and tortured for the cartel!
You wanna know what's really fucked up?
Do you remember that
truck that got all shot up?
They're in the middle
of a fucking drug war!
That could have been your fucking house!
Enough! Get out!
You okay, baby?
- Mom, why was he saying this?
- It's okay.
Because he's sick.
He's supposed to be in
a mental institution,
and he doesn't know what
he's saying. It's okay.
Shh.