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[Ruth chuckles]

It's why we do this, Trev.

So she sends out word, and all his friends come to his little hovel,

[breathing heavily]

No, it was not. It was three months ago. You were working for me. Come on.

If those Mexicans are stupid enough to come here half-cocked,

every day for the rest of our lives.

-What about you? -No, I haven't heard shit.

[tires screech]

You're not my fucking boss. So, just follow the leader here.

What forces do you think you're messing with

You think they're gonna bring you in?

God, remember when waiters used to come up to the table,

No one's denying that. But circumstances have changed.

I'm spending way too many billable hours arguing with these rednecks.

Where do you want to do it?

I don't know. That's why I pulled the gun.

Your lawyer's here.

You think he could help me and Jacob find a baby?

Shame us into witness protection?

Yeah. We put our tongues down each other's throats

If I were you, I'd just really think it through,

He'd get out, what, be 38 years old?

National Flag Football League.

What's going on?

So? It's all part of the same thing. That's just his play.

He says he's gonna try the kids as adults.

How does that sound?

I swear on Wyatt's life.

The FBI sent half its Midwest dipshits to our little hamlet,

They think we're friends.

[man on TV] Starting now at their own 38.

I'd say we have a problem, wouldn't you?

I mean, it's your Achilles' heel.

They would need a warrant, wouldn't they?

-We'll get in my car and get out of-- -Get the fuck off our property.

Or do you only represent the Navarro cartel?

Can I get you a bottle of water?