Justified, Season 2

Raylan Givens:
Alright look, I've tried to be reasonable. You give me your word in ten seconds or I shoot you in the head.

Raylan Givens:
So, you want to transfer me?

Art Mullen:
Honestly, Raylan, I don't know who would take you.

Jimmy Earl Dean:
You're very funny. That's good stuff.

Loretta MacCready:
Is this gonna be your new line? How we got the same sense of humor? What's in your mind? How do you think this is gonna go? You thinking, "maybe we'll fight a little, then it'll turn to wrestling and tickling and laughing, then she'll say, 'ooh, don't touch me there,' and then she won't stop me"? Is that how it runs in your head? You don't even know what to say now, do you? Even me talking about wrestling and tickling and "ooh, don't touch me there," it's like a spell's been cast, and you won't break it. Well, maybe you're just dreaming and you don't wanna wake up. [Loretta slaps Dean hard across the face] Well, wake up!

Mags Bennett:
[after poisoning Walt] Oh, this is the bad part, but it doesn't last long. Mixture's all natural, from up in the hills. All kinds of knowledge up in the hills. Something my grandmama taught me. She learned it from her grandmama.

Walt MacCready:
Loretta?

Mags Bennett:
I'll raise her myself. Don't you think that'll be better for her? Then the way it's been around here with you and your sadness. All the troubles of your hard life, it's all gone now. You get to know the mystery, Walt. You get to see your Sally Ann again.

Raylan Givens:
Now look, normally I would have just shot you myself the second you pulled, but I am doing my level best to avoid the paper work and the self-recrimination that comes with it, though Lord knows that you are the kind that makes it worth it more. Come on, Jimmy, can't we just try to end this without you turning yourself into the Human Torch?

...

Raylan Givens:
Woah woah, okay. I'm just gonna ask you one question. Do you know how a firearm works?

Jimmy Earl Dean:
What?

Raylan Givens:
The key word in firearm is "fire." When the pin hits the cap, makes the charge explode, meaning there's a spark, which should be of some concern to a man soaked in gasoline.

Jimmy Earl Dean:
That's bullshit. That spark's too far away from the gasoline.

Raylan Givens:
You didn't finish school, did you, Mr. Dean?

Boyd Crowder:
My outlaw ways are behind me.

Raylan Givens:
Just you saying that scares the shit out of me.

Arlo Givens:
I hope you get cancer!

Helen Givens:
Already had it!

Arlo Givens:
I hope you get it again!

Winona Hawkins:
Sometimes I look at you and I never wanna see you again.

Raylan Givens:
Other times?

Winona Hawkins:
There are no other times, just that...Raylan...other times I wanna run away with you to Costa Rica.

Raylan Givens:
[to Glenn Cosgrove] Glenn, we got it. You you knocked up an inmate, you hired someone to murder her and sell your child. Now shut the hell up, or Tim's gonna hit you in the face.

Raylan Givens:
I saw a man threaten to shoot a pregnant woman through the belly, just before a bullet went through his brain so... I guess you could say, it wasn't good.

Winona Hawkins:
I can handle that, Raylan. I can't handle silence.

Boyd Crowder:
I was wondering if back when we were digging coal together that you had an inkling of the man that I might someday become.

Raylan Givens:
You mean just 40 and still single?

Art Mullen:
Hell of a shot. Did you consider what might have happened if you'd missed?

Tim Gutterson:
I can't carry a tune. I don't know how to shoot a basketball and my handwriting is, uh, barely legible. But I don't miss.

Dewey Crowe:
You know, Boyd... for a guy who supposedly changed, you sound an awful lot like you always did.

Doyle Bennett:
[to Dickie and Coover] You have any idea the federal shitstorm we'd bring down if we killed a marshal? We're talking black hawk-helicopter time. Jesus. I don't want either of you two doing shit or even contemplating doing shit until you run it by someone who can think.

Art Mullen:
[about Rachel] She's the best marshal I've got.

Raylan Givens:
You realize I'm sitting right here?

Art Mullen:
I do.

Art Mullen:
You're getting old.

Raylan Givens:
Not as old as you.

Art Mullen:
And you're a dick.

Rachel Brooks:
When I was Nick's age, before my father's cancer, I thought we were the Cosbys. My parents had good jobs, there was a feast on the table after church on Sundays. Shawnee and I would ride our Huffys around the neighborhood. We had good hair, and made straight A's. Except, as my mother reminds me, that wasn't reality. The jobs weren't all that good, and my father was never a happy man even before he got sick. And Shawnee was smoking pot at 9 and running away to smoke heroin at 15.

Raylan Givens:
I never bore any illusions that my family was the Cosbys.

Art Mullen:
Your family wasn't funny.

Tim Gutterson:
At least you got to shoot your father. Mine had the nerve to die before I got back from Basic with skills and a loaded weapon.

Raylan Givens:
You didn't miss much. I thought it was gonna be way more fun than it was.

Doyle Bennett:
I had nothing to do with it.

Mags Bennett:
Other than shootin' a couple of assholes to keep 'em from talking.

Doyle Bennett:
Yeah, well... that.

Tom Bergen:
Well, Art, I've been in Harlan 18 years. People still look at me like I'm some kind of Yankee come down there to burn their crops.

Ava Crowder:
Why did you agree to rob that mine in the first place?

Boyd Crowder:
Because it's what I do. It's who I am, Ava. As hard as I've been trying to pretend otherwise. Everybody else seems to know that but me.

Tom Bergen:
Art, I've been in Harlan 18 years. People still look at me like I'm some kinda Yankee come down to burn their crops. But this guy...

Raylan:
I know my people.

Art Mullen:
You're like the hillbilly whisperer. We oughta put you on Oprah.

Coover Bennett:
Ma ain't never left me in charge... Dickie neither. Here you sit?

Loretta McCready:
Well it ain't as glamorous as it looks.

Mags Bennett:
We need to talk.

Dickie Bennett:
Can I get you something, mama?

Mags Bennett:
Nothing's gonna take the taste away from my boys going behind my back.

Coover Bennett:
Mama, w-we never went behind-

Mags Bennett:
Cashing McCready's draw checks? How long did you think it'd take before that'd come back on us?

Coover Bennett:
Mama, that's that federal. He's aiming for trouble with us, always has been.

Mags Bennett:
'Cause of your actions! Starting with hiring that pederast to do a job I give you.

Coover Bennett:
I'm sorry, mama.

Mags Bennett:
Coover, I know you're sorry. That's why it's gonna hurt so much to have to do this.

[Doyle moves Coover to place his hand on a tree stump. Mags takes out a hammer]

Dickie Bennett:
Hey, now! Hey, hey, now! Hey! Hey!

Doyle Bennett:
Put your hand on the stump! Put your hand on the stump! Mags: Take what's coming.

Coover Bennett:
Mama.

Mags Bennett:
I'm saving your gun hand, now.

Coover Bennett:
Mama, don't hurt me.

Mags Bennett:
Cross me again, and I will leave you nothing.

Coover Bennett:
Mama!

Dickie Bennett:
You ain't got to do this.

Mags Bennett:
You shut your mouth! 'Cause you're crippled to the point of worthlessness it ain't you down on that table. As it is, I have to hurt Coover. And I like Coover.

ATF Agent:
Did she screw all your relatives? Or just you two?

Boyd Crowder:
Now sir, I know you have an investigation to conduct but if you disrespect Ava one more time, I'm gonna come across this table.

Art Mullen:
I think a threat against a federal officer would be a little more specific. Something more along the lines of, "If you disrespect Miss Crowder again I'll beat the ever loving shit out of ya."

Winona Hawkins:
[to Raylan] The one who kicked me in the face... if you get the chance, shoot him in the nuts.

Frank Reasoner:
[to Carter Hayes] I got you figured. You did most of your growing up in those juvie-detention gladiator schools. I guess Bobby didn't tell you I was the bench-press champion at Lewisburg. The next time you make me raise my voice, I'm gonna take this oxygen tank, and I'm gonna beat your ass to death with it.

Carter Hayes:
Now, it appears to be running just a couple minutes late, but when it gets here, we're gonna take our money and be on our way. [opens his jacket to reveal a vest of dynamite] Otherwise I'm gonna have to huff and puff.

Raylan:
Okay. Okay. [to Bobby Green] Clearly, you're the smart one. I'm hoping you know what to do now.

[Bobby lies flat on his stomach and places his hands on his head]

Raylan Givens [to Carter] And you're the one who kicks innocent women in the face.

Carter Hayes:
You mean that girl from this morning? She didn't seem so innocent. Does she taste as good as she looks?

Raylan Givens You know where I'm from, asshole?

Carter Hayes:
No.

Raylan Givens Harlan County.

Carter Hayes:
So?

Raylan Givens [punches Carter] Down there we know the difference between dynamite and road flares.

Art Mullen:
If you run, I'm gonna put a bullet in that tank. You remember the end of Jaws?

Raylan Givens:
I'm surprised to see you here.

Boyd Crowder:
Without shackles or an attorney present? It's a little strange for me too.

Gary Hawkins:
I'm glad you agreed to see me, given our history.

Wynn Duffy:
Our history, indeed. I took a bullet, lost seven pints of blood, and eighteen inches of intestine. I had the surgeons keep it for me as a memento of that day preserved in Lucite. Would you like to see it?

Gary Hawkins:
Okay.

Wynn Duffy:
Gary, I didn't have eighteen inches of intestine preserved in Lucite.

Boyd Crowder:
Raylan. Raylan, I would never presume to tell you how to do your job and I understand that I am very new in this security game. However, I have spent a considerable amount of time hiding explosives. Now if you would like, I'd be more than happy to walk around here with you, show you where would I hide mine, in case there might be a place that you might miss.

Raylan Givens:
The truth is, I don't know if you can trust Boyd to have your back but well, he has tried to kill me, and I have shot him, and imprisoned him and I wouldn't be surprised if our paths again cross in such a manner. He has had my back on two occasions. Once was the last day I was in the mine, and the other not so long ago.

Carol Johnson:
My, sounds like a love story.

Raylan Givens:
You think he was telling the truth?

Art Mullen:
Well he's a bank robber Raylan, why would he lie to me?

Art Mullen:
You're dropping your shoulder.

Raylan:
No I ain't.

Art Mullen:
Maybe you're not. I never played any baseball.

Kid:
No spikes, no seeds, no helmet, no hitting.

Raylan Givens:
Nothing about no beating the shit out of a teenager though. I guess that'd be okay then.

Kid:
Hey I'll call the cops.

Art Mullen:
Kid, we are the cops.

Boyd Crowder:
Well, now, more than once we've found ourselves on the same side of a fight.

Raylan Givens:
Okay. Well, I'm on assignment by the federal government. You're a hired gun thug for a crooked company. Now, the only thing that we're on the same side of is, like, this car.

Carol Johnson:
There have been some threats.

Mags Bennett:
Oh, well, that's just awful.

Carol Johnson:
Part of the job, I suppose.

Mags Bennett:
Yeah, it's not easy being a strong woman. Take it from me. But you just keep doing what you're doing. Don't let them see you sweat.

Mags Bennett:
Apparently, Black Pike is here to help us realize God's great plan. And all they're asking us to let them do, is cut the top off our mountain. Well, my people pioneered this valley when George Washington was president of the United States. And as long as we've been here, the story's always been the same: the big money men come in, take the timber and the coal and the strength of our people. And what do they leave behind? Poundments full of poison slurry and valleys full of toxic trash! Yeah! You know what happens when 500 million gallons of slurry breaks loose? The gates of hell open!

Carol Johnson:
Those poundments are built strong to keep the slurry back.

Mags Bennett:
The gates of hell open, and all that waste rolls down through the hollers and poisons the water and the land and everything it touches! Mining company has a has a word for those leavings doesn't it? "The spoil. The spoil"! And that is what our lives will be if Black Pike has their way with our mountain.

Carol Johnson:
With all due respect, Mrs. Bennett, Black Pike will replace the mountaintops and leave money a lot of money in the pockets of the working people of Bennett and Harlan counties.

Mags Bennett:
Is that a fact?

Carol Johnson:
Yes, ma'am, that is a fact.

Mags Bennett:
Well, that's something to consider. 'Cause it ain't an easy life here. No, ma'am. To an outsider, it's probably hard to understand why we're all not just lining up and saying, "Where do we sign?" But we got our own kind of food, our own music. Our own liquor! We got our own way of courting, and raising children! And our own way of living and dying. And to protect all that, we have got to say "No, thank you" to Miss Carol Johnson here and Black Pike Mining.

Carol Johnson:
My heart's still pounding. Wanna feel?

Raylan Givens:
You've had enough fun for today.

Ava Crowder:
You sure you know what you're doing?

Boyd Crowder:
I'm making it up as I go, but I sure am happy you elected to come along.

Mags Bennett:
[to Carol Johnson] Now, sit your bony ass down and listen to my counteroffer while there's still pieces of you big enough to find!

Mags Bennett:
You pick the devil you run with.

Coover Bennett:
My daddy ain't never did shit for me. Never give me nothing. Hell, her neither.

Dickie Bennett:
[yelling after Raylan] Don't you hurt my brother, Raylan!

Art Mullen:
[to Raylan] I thought at one point that maybe someday you and I'd be able to look back at all this and laugh, but shit, I don't think you're gonna live that long. You just go on and do what you do, and I'll just cleaning up after ya, and sooner or later this problem's gonna solve itself.

Mags Bennett:
[to Hobart Curtis] Wherever your boys grow up, do you think they'd be better off doing it with or without their daddy? You figure out that next time before you open your mouth to me.

Johnny Crowder:
[to Boyd] Well, I'll tell you what. Why don't you go on out there, and you get yourself cut in half by a shotgun blast, then stuck back together again? And then, when you come back here, we can talk about being one blood, cousin.

Raylan Givens:
I've been wondering if I'm just a criminal at heart, ya know, truly my father's son.

Boyd Crowder:
My name is Boyd Crowder. You can come after me if you want but it will be the last thing you ever do, I promise you that.

Derek "Devil" Lennox:
I'll take point on muscle. You know me - people person.

Winona Hawkins:
Who are they?

Raylan Givens:
Lord knows. Any number of people who are trying to kill me.

Raylan Givens:
Well I gotta talk to some people... alone. So... Either you let me go, or I'm gonna have to give you the slip.

Tim Gutterson:
I love this shit. This shit gets me hard.

Raylan Givens:
Well, we've both been warned then.

Mags Bennett:
You did kill my baby.

Raylan Givens:
Yeah.

Mags Bennett:
But I was the one that let him become a nitwit. Now, I'm not taking the blame, mind you. Coover had plenty of time to straighten himself out. And you did save Loretta. Saved me from living out my days with her blood on me. I'm not sure it makes us exactly even, but I made a deal with your Aunt Helen to keep the lid on, and I intend to honor it.

Doyle Bennett:
If the police chief wants to kill a guy, he ain't got to send anyone. He just waits for the guy to show up on his turf, and he rolls up on him with a bunch of his police officers. You know, that way, he can make it look like the guy died resisting arrest. Or if that don't fly, well, hell, he could just, uh, disappear the body down an old, boarded-up mine shaft.

Gary Hawkins:
Duffy is crazy. I think you need to call for some backup.

Raylan Givens:
We ain't calling anybody.

Gary Hawkins:
Why not?

Raylan Givens:
'Cause all they'll do is try to arrest him.

Wynn Duffy:
So, are we finished?

Raylan Givens:
As long as you understand that the next time we have this conversation, it won't be a conversation.

Mags Bennett:
I had every intention of living a simple life.

Ellen May:
[to Raylan] You know, I woke up this morning, and I thought I had problems. I-I couldn't pay my rent, I have a sick dog, and I can't find a man to save my life. But you you're gonna solve all my problems 'cause if I just tell you about Dickie Bennett, he's gonna come and he's gonna kill me.

Mags Bennett:
You want to be in charge? Is that what this is about?

Dickie Bennett:
I want what's coming to me.

Mags Bennett:
Dickie, I swear. Your actions jeopardize my plans in any way, I will let you swing for it.

Dickie Bennett:
By which I believe you mean, that's a damn good plan you got there, son!

Raylan Givens:
Give me one reason why I shouldn't come up there and kick the living shit out of you.

Boyd Crowder:
I'll give you 15 reasons in the mag, and one in the chamber.

Boyd Crowder:
We can draw him out.

Raylan Givens:
How would we do that? Take you to the middle of town, tie you to a tree, and wait?

Dickie Bennett:
I said I said, you don't you have to do this, Raylan!

Raylan Givens:
Of course I do. This is who we are, Dickie. This is who we've always been. Givens, Bennetts going on what? Nearly a hundred years now. And this is how it ends. It can just end.

Raylan Givens:
Glen, I don't want you to speak anymore, 'cause once you start lying to me there's gonna be a river between us with no bridge to cross.

Dickie Bennett:
[knocking Raylan out with a bat] Whoo! Right there. Nobody gonna tell me that wasn't no base hit!

Raylan Givens:
[about Boyd] Dickie, I didn't pull the trigger but I'll sleep like a baby knowing he will.

Boyd Crowder:
Are you asking me or are you telling me?

Raylan Givens:
Well, if it makes you feel better, you can tell people I asked.

Raylan Givens:
Doyle, I need you and your boys to put your guns down.

Doyle Bennett:
And why would we do that?

Raylan Givens:
Maybe you don't wanna see your brother's brains fly through the air.

Raylan Givens:
Doyle, the girl's got a gun.

Doyle Bennett:
Yeah? Who doesn't?

Doyle Bennett:
[to Raylan] This bullet's been on its way for 20 years.

Art Mullen:
Assume the position... NOW. Do you dumb-ass peckerwoods understand English? On the ground, hillbillies! NOW!

Raylan Givens:
You pull that trigger, your life is gonna change. And not for the better. Now, I want you to ask yourself what your daddy would want you to do.

Loretta McCready:
I want him here to tell me.

Raylan Givens:
Mags? What did you do?

Mags Bennett:
Same thing I did to Loretta's daddy. It's too late. It was already in the glass, not in the jar. [starts to convulse] This is the hard part. Put an end to my troubles. Get to see my boys again. Get to know the mystery.

[Mags dies]

Raylan Givens:
You kicked the man out of the house? He's under house arrest.

Art Mullen:
So, you were out with somebody, and Tim happened to be there.

Raylan Givens:
Could we not?

Art Mullen:
Just suppose it could be Rachel. Are you sleeping with Rachel?

Raylan Givens:
No.

Art Mullen:
I don't guess Ava's looking to spend time with you. And I think I would remember if it was me.

Raylan Givens:
You done?

Art Mullen:
Unless, of course, you roofied me. Did you roofie me, Raylan?

Raylan Givens:
Goodbye, Art.

Dewey Crowe:
[to Boyd] I know you think I'm stupid, Boyd, but...[long beat] I ain't.

Raylan Givens:
Now listen, Dickie. I will finish what was started here.

Dickie Bennett:
Raylan, wait! Raylan!

Raylan Givens:
You're gonna tell me where they went if it's the last breath you ever draw.

Dickie Bennett:
I tried to stop him, Raylan, I swear to God! I did everything I could, I swear.

[Raylan steps on Dickie's lame leg]

Dickie Bennett:
Please, let me just- let me go after him. Let me go after him. I can take care of this, Raylan!

Raylan Givens:
No. I'm gonna take care of this now. Where?

Dickie Bennett:
Agh- He said something about taking her to see her daddy!

Raylan Givens:
Where?

Dickie Bennett:
Up at the mine. Up- up in the mine shaft, up in the Garner mine shaft.

[Raylan leaves]

Dickie Bennett:
Don't you hurt my brother, Raylan!

Mags Bennett:
I had every intention of living a simple life. Raising my boys, keeping house... then Pervis got killed, and I accepted this role, did what I had to do for my family. I may not have lived the life I wanted, but I'll be damned if my grandchildren are gonna live it the same way. I got Doyle's boys a path out of this holler, and nothing is more important to me than that.

Dickie Bennett:
You don't have to do this, Raylan.

Raylan Givens:
What did you say?

Dickie Bennett:
I said I said, you don't you have to do this, Raylan!

Raylan Givens:
Of course I do. This is who we are, Dickie. This is who we've always been. Givens, Bennetts going on what? Nearly a hundred years now. And this is how it ends. It can just end.

Dickie Bennett:
You didn't just say that! It don't have to be like this with handcuffs in the woods in the middle of the night, Raylan.

Raylan Givens:
You walked into my father's home and executed Helen in her goddamn bathrobe.

Dickie Bennett:
No, that was not the way it went down, Raylan. Nobody executed her. She died because she had a shotgun pointed at us and she wouldn't listen when I told her to put the gun down. I told her over and over again, "Put the damn gun down," but she wouldn't listen, Raylan. You know how she was!

[Raylan clocks his gun]

Raylan Givens:
Don't talk about her like you knew her. You didn't know shit about her. That woman saved my life. Did you know that? Criminal for a father, working a deep mine, wondering, "What on Earth could come along and save me?" Helen did. She told me to leave this place behind, be better than Arlo, and she gave me the money to do it. That woman raised her dead sister's kid like he was her own, because... goddamn you, Dickie.