Justified, Season 4

Raylan:
[to Jody, a criminal] You ever heard of the expression: "You run into an asshole in the morning, you run into an asshole in the morning. You run into assholes all day; you're the asshole."

Jody Adair:
You think this is the first time I had a gun pointed at me?

Raylan Givens:
No...could be your last though.

Boyd Crowder:
No one ever said runnin' a criminal enterprise was gonna be this hard.

Ava Crowder:
They left that part out on career day.

Jody Adair:
Shoot him.

Raylan Givens:
Jesus girl, you just showed me your tits 45 minutes ago.

Billy St. Cyr:
Why are you here, newcomers? You all come to watch the hillbilly with the snakes? Or did you come to be saved?!

Art Mullen:
You came here about the job, right? You need to hear about this. I got a young kid here, decorated sniper in Iraq War, Army Ranger, I don't know how many kills he had. Always lookin' to kill somebody else. Probably got PTSD. Probably an alcoholic. Not a matter if that powder keg is gonna blow but when. I got a lady marshall here. Brought in two of the top fifteen fugitives to this office, but she's always tryin' to prove herself. I thought she was gonna be the one that would take this office over when I got ready to retire, but now she's left her husband so it's gonna be fun to monitor her emotional state over the next year, see if she can keep it together. Then I got a local boy, born in Harlan county, been investigated so many times internal affairs has got him on speed dial. Father's in prison for murderin' two people, including a state trooper, and his daddy killed somebody else last night in prison and I get to be the one to tell him about it!

Raylan:
I'm sorry what are we talkin' about?

Art:
Where were you yesterday?

Raylan:
Why? Did somethin' happen?

Art:
No.

Raylan:
So, what's the problem?

Art:
You're keeping addict hours, you come in late, you leave early, you're haggard. It's like the baby's already been born.

Raylan:
I don't know what you're talkin' about.

Art:
Tim?

Tim:
I'd rather not take sides.

Raylan:
Thank you.

Art:
Well would you rather do morning prisoner transports for the next six months?

Tim:
You do seem a little tired.

Art:
No shit! The question is why?

Tim:
Smart money in the office pool's on exotic dancin'.

Boyd Crowder:
Well you can trust me!

Wynn Duffy:
But I don't even trust the way you just now said I could trust you.

Boyd Crowder:
Well, I was hoping not to have to go down this road, but if you want Danny to leave this room alive, I'd ask you to reconsider my offer.

[Duffy abruptly pulls out his gun and shoots Danny in the head]

Wynn Duffy:
Any dealer silly enough to poach your territory is not welcome in my crew.

Art Mullen:
That mystery bag thing is giving me a bit of a Marshal stiffy.

Guy:
You don't worry about how long you're gonna live. You worry about how slow you're gonna die.

Art Mullen:
[to Raylan] Admit it. You're getting a little bit of a marshal stiffy yourself.

Art Mullen:
If my stiffy lasts much longer I'm going to have to consult my physician. What's your opinion?

Raylan Givens:
On your stiffy? I don't have one.

Randall Kusik:
[to Raylan] So how about at 6:00 this P.M, I put a little limp in that Gary Cooper walk, write my name all over that pretty face of yours?

Cassie St. Cyr:
I'm not afraid of you.

Boyd Crowder:
Well in that case ma'am, I think we've misjudged each other.

Lindsey:
How's that song go? Look for the rainbow in every storm?

Raylan:
I'll have to download that.

Rachel Brooks:
Are you going to tell me how much money it was or not?

Raylan Givens:
I did...it's a goodly sum.

Guy:
Any fool that didn't see that grifter Barbie coming a mile off deserves getting his ass fleeced.

Randall Kusik:
Oh, them chickens. You got to understand, man. I've been holding that dream in my head so long, I might kind of lost sight of the thing.

Raylan Givens:
Randall, I know you're shackled, and it ain't half fair, but you say one more word about chickens, I'm gonna shoot you again.

Nicky Augustine:
Jerry, really? Is that really the price? Or are you just thinking about taking off with the money?

Jeremy Barkley:
Jesus, Nicky. What the hell kind of a question is that?

Nicky Augustine:
Uh, fair.

Jeremy Barkley:
I mean, I've always been protecting you. I mean, we're friends.

Nicky Augustine:
We are. But I heard the FBI doesn't even have the case anymore. The Marshals are running it.

Jeremy Barkley:
[suddenly nervous] Where you hear that?

Nicky Augustine:
Do you really think that you're the only guy Theo's got left in the FBI?

[Nicky shoots Barkley in the head]

Josiah Cairn:
It was the young people drove me out. No values no more.

Boyd Crowder:
Whole world's a tree Raylan. I'm just a squirrel trying to get a nut.

Boyd Crowder:
Son, you are turning a corner that you can't walk back around.

Shelby Parlow:
Well, that's like warning a man it's gonna rain when he's already wet.

Colton Rhodes:
Hey, listen, I'm-I'm not a bad person.

Cop:
Waste of time if you ask me.

Raylan:
What is, doing your job?

Lee Paxton:
I think you're missing the point. Your daddy got the point. Crowders do what we say.

Wynn Duffy:
Theo's got a guy on his way down who has apparently killed more people than malaria.

Ellen May:
Do you think that, um, that I could ever be the kind of woman who belongs in these clothes? And walk into church and not have people say, "now, ain't that sweet? The whore's come to get saved"?

Shelby Parlow:
I think If you pretend to be something long enough, it's not pretending.

Colton Rhodes:
[to a drug dealer with his gun tucked in the front of his pants] How come you're not afraid of blowing your nuts off, huh? Is that 'cause you keep the safety on, or that you keep the chamber empty? Or both?

[Colt kills the dealer]

Raylan:
[at Arlo's bedside] You're not gonna say anything, hmm? Just lie there and wait me out. Doc says you've been in and out and there's a chance you'd sleep all the time I was here, but we both know you're too mean to go that easy, so come on. Give me something. I ain't asking for an apology. Hell, that'd take too long, and I don't want any fatherly advice. Figure if you had any worth giving, you wouldn't be circling the drain in a prison infirmary. Just give me something. Who's Drew Thompson? Not for me, for your grandkids. They can grow up with a chief deputy for a daddy, hear stories about their granddaddy who wasn't just a son of a bitch.

[Arlo remains silent]

Raylan Givens:
All right, Arlo. This is your last last chance.

Arlo Givens:
Don't go.

[Raylan stops]

Arlo Givens:
Closer.

[Raylan leans in]

Arlo Givens:
Kiss my ass.

Boyd Crowder:
[being led from the back room of the bar, in handcuffs] Raylan Givens! If you were coming down here anyway why have Shelby drag me in again?

Raylan Givens:
I didn't have him drag you in the first time. [indicates the officer leading Boyd] What's going on?

Officer:
What's it look like?

Raylan Givens:
Did Shelby send you?

Officer:
He's the boss, isn't he?

Raylan Givens:
I just saw him not fifteen minutes ago, he didn't mention anything.

Officer:
Maybe he figured it wasn't any of your concern.

Raylan Givens:
Well except I told him I was coming here. I'm sorry, we haven't met; I'm deputy US Marshal Raylan Givens.

Officer:
Well, all due respect-

Raylan Givens:
'K, just, hold up. [to Ava] Is that an engagement ring?

Ava Crowder:
Mm-hmm.

Boyd Crowder:
'S a big rock, ain't it? Now as acrimonious as our relationship has been lately, Raylan, Ava and I discussed it and you still gon' be on the guest list.

Raylan Givens:
[to Ava] You know the definition of crazy, right? [Ava shakes her head] Keep doing the same thing over and over and expecting it to come out different. [Ava chuckles]

Officer:
Sir, I'm gonna need you to step aside.

Raylan Givens:
Okay, maybe I'm crazy, or I'm just having a hell of a day: did you just give me an order?

Officer:
You don't move, I'm gonna shoot you.

[Both draw, Raylan shoots the officer, Ava and Boyd yell in surprise]

Raylan Givens:
[calmly] Jesus, I hope I got that right.

Nicky Augustine:
We don't do favors, Mr. Crowder. Anything we give you now will be a debt we expect you to repay.

Boyd Crowder:
Now, all the things you've done, the way you built your fortunes, it might make you criminals, but it don't make you outlaws. I am the outlaw, and this is my world, and my world has a high cost of living.

Art Mullan:
[to Nelson Dunlop] I want you to sit down and get use to purging case files until I figure out how to like you again!

Raylan Givens:
This prisoner is one Hunter Mosley. And he may be the only person I know alive Who knows Drew Thompson.

Wynn Duffy:
Well, now.

Raylan Givens:
Mr. Mosley is being transported to Supermax in the recent wake of putting a shiv in Arlo Givens, such to end his life. So I figure, Dixie mafia has got a history with Arlo and Drew. Why not put the two of you together and see what shakes out?

Wynn Duffy:
I'm sorry. Wait. Are you saying Arlo is dead?

Raylan Givens:
You don't seem happy. I figured, if you ordered the hit, we'd all be drinking wild Turkey by now.

Wynn Duffy:
Deputy Marshall, I am truly sorry for your loss, but you have to understand...I had no idea.

Raylan Givens:
[after a short pause] Thank you, Wynn. Whatever your other failings, I believe that's true.

Boyd Crowder:
Well cousin Johnny, Ava and I have been trying to put together a puzzle and it seems you have some of the missing pieces. Why don't you start from the beginning?

Hunter Mosley:
Raylan, you listen to what your mama taught you and not that old son-of-bitch you may turn out all right. But I wouldn't count on it, 'cause we both know whose voice it is that makes you do what you do.

Art:
First thing we're gonna do is we're gonna acknowledge that this guy is awesome.

Rachel:
What?

Art:
I mean, he shoots Theo Tonin, fakes his own death in spectacular fashion, pushes a guy out of an airplane while he's flying it, parachutes into Harlan county with enough coke and cash to jumpstart the economy of small country, and then he has the balls to get a job in law enforcement, not once, but two times! He spends a couple days riding around with you while you're looking for him, and now he's run off with a hooker half his age. That's some badass shit.

Raylan:
It's pretty badass.

Johnny Crowder:
Boyd doesn't give a damn about nothing. Never did. When we was kids, he'd build half a tree house, and then he'd run off and go build a go-kart. And then he'd forget them both and spend the whole rest of the summer stealing candy and trading it for cigarettes.

Raylan Givens:
I'll take your word for it. I just dug coal with the man.

Johnny Crowder:
And he gets back from the war, and he finds Jesus. And he receives his ordination through the mail from one of them Bible colleges down in South Carolina or some shit, making us all learn the ways of white supremacy, as it was laid down by the Lord almighty. Then he goes on and on and on about white flight and all that shit. You know what that is?

Raylan Givens:
Mm-hmm. People moving out of town?

Johnny Crowder:
White people moving to the suburbs.

Rachel Brooks:
'Cause they want to cut grass and have barbecues?

Johnny Crowder:
Shit, no. 'Cause they want to get away from black people like you and all the greasers and the asiatics and all the goddamn Mexicans running around infecting the place. But, you know, these are Boyd's words.

Raylan Givens:
Johnny. What's your point?

Johnny Crowder:
You know what he's doing now, Raylan? He's buying a house in the goddamn suburbs! Up there on Clover Hill, because the man is in love.

Rachel Brooks:
You sound like he stole your girlfriend.

Johnny Crowder:
Ha! No. He stole Raylan's girlfriend. He stole my job. Oh, but I did get this as a consolation prize for believing all of his bullshit.

Raylan Givens:
Thing is, Johnny, you didn't get cut in half from Bo's shotgun 'cause of Boyd. You got shot 'cause that's the shit that happens when you choose to live a life as a small-time asshole.

Boyd:
[to Raylan] You shoulda been on the other side, with me and your daddy. You'd still be able to shoot people, and be an asshole...your two favorite activities.

Shelby Parlow/Drew Thompson:
You couldn't hurt anybody, except maybe a weak, broken-down whore. You ain't man enough to pull that trigger. But go on. Do it. Do it!

[Rhodes points his gun at Shelby, then breaks into laughter.]]

Colton Rhodes:
Nice try. I appreciate your effort. You are gonna wish that I shot you. What do think they're gonna do to you once they get ahold of you, huh? Hmm? Cut you up in pieces? Waterboard you? And cut out that eye?

Shelby Parlow/Drew Thompson:
You heard about that, huh?

Colton Rhodes:
I've seen men in the service die slow. It is a horrible way to go.

Nicky Augustine:
Look at you, Mr. Crowder. You're a well dressed man, you got a sense of style, you got your shirt buttoned all the way up to the top. I gotta ask where'd you get all those teeth?

Boyd Crowder:
Courtesy of the American taxpayer while serving our great nation in Desert Storm.

Nicky Augustine:
Man, I love the way you talk, using forty words when four will do. I'm curious. What would you say if I was about to put forty bullets through that beautiful vest of yours?

Art:
[Tim slams on the breaks] What the hell?! What are you doing?

Tim:
It's not right.

Art:
What's not right?

Tim:
One abandoned car beside the road's no big deal, but two so close together that's weird.

Art:
That's Kentucky.

Tim:
How bout a third? [points to another up the road]

Art:
What are you thinking? IEDs?

Tim:
I'm not thinking confetti cans.

Art:
Are you sure about this?

Tim:
For all I know I'm just having a full blown PTSD episode.

Art:
You get those a lot?

Tim:
Only when I'm handling firearms in public.

Tim:
[calling Colt realizing he's put IEDs in cars to ambush his team] Am I right in saying that you were in the sandbox before Afghanistan?

Colt:
I am a double winner. Is that why you called, to ask me that?

Tim:
Oh, why? You busy?

Colt:
I am in the middle of something.

Tim:
All right, I'll make it quick. I'm writing a book set in Iraq. There's a chapter where a convey of military police is transporting a criminal, and Lieutenant Dan, he's our main guy, he gets a bad feeling-

Colt:
Forrest Gump.

Tim:
Huh?

Colt:
There's a Lieutenant Dan in Forrest Gump.

Tim:
Oh shit, you're right. I'll change it. Lieutenant Colt.

Colt:
I would like a young Gérard Depardieu to play me in the movie. I'm honored.

Tim:
Well you should be, he's a big guy, a real badass, or he was, he's kind of losing his grip when we meet him, he's lost someone, he's started using dope that he confiscated.

Colt:
Yeah but then we find out he's kicked again, and anyone who thinks he's in anyway diminished is in for a big surprise.

Tim:
Yeah, but he's the kind of character might say he's kicked but we all know he's just one broken shoelace away from sayin' "screw it" and picking up again.

Colt:
How about you have him go into a bar and pick a fight with some rangers and he send a couple of them to the hospital?

Tim:
It's not a fantasy. Anyway, he gets a bad feeling when they pass an abandoned vehicle, sees a second and a third, so he's thinking IEDs triggered by cell. You ever come across anything like that?

Colt:
Me, personally? No. But I did hear about this one convoy, couple of Frankensteins and a gun truck on highway 10. So, the spotter, he calls a halt between the first two cars thinking the Hajis will blow the second if it moves forward, and the first if it tries to go back.

Tim:
Well, how'd they get out of it?

Colt:
Yeah, they didn't. Because they were too afraid to move, they just sat there in their vehicles, pssing and shitting in their helmets, too afraid to toss it out the windows on account of possible snipers. Then they ran out of food. They started eating each other till there was only one left, and he blew his brains out. Do you want to know the sad part?

Tim:
Oh, there's a sad part?

Colt:
Yeah. Because they were so afraid to move, they never found out whether or not the cars had explosives. So basically, they all died from being pussies.

Nicky Augustine:
[to Ava] Why are you talking? Huh? Oh, you don't like that question? Let me ask you another. How many dicks you got to suck to get to the top of the food chain around here? It's got to be a ton of dicks. It's got to be, like, morning, noon, and night. Like, ever since you were 14. It's got to be like, the alarm goes off, "I'm sucking dick. Where's another dick I can suck?" Dick, dick, dick. Go to bed, suck a dick. Dicks, dicks, dicks. It's got to be a ton. I mean, a small-time, blond girl like you, looking for a better life? Plenty of girls like you, but what sets you apart? Extraordinary vacuuming skills.

Nicky Augustine:
[to Ava] You really love Boyd, don't you? That ring he got you, where'd he get it from, one of those claw machines at Denny's? He must be good at that machine, 'cause it's hard to get something, you know.

Boyd:
I believe you dictate the river of fate through your own actions.

Raylan:
Did you not wake up this morning thinking this was another opportunity to mess up some bad guy's day? I did.

Winona:
[wanting Raylan to sign paperwork for their baby] It's kind of important that you get it done before she's born.

Raylan:
Yes. Listen, it's gonna be the first thing I do- What did you just say? [the office breaks out in applause]

Winona:
We're having a girl, Raylan. I found out this morning.

Raylan:
A girl. Holy shit. Hold on. [office continues to clap for him] Thank you. I'm on the phone. Seriously. [back to Winona] Winona, I don't know shit about girls.

Winona:
That is so sweet, sayin' it like I don't already know.

Art:
What's the matter with you, Raylan? Not used to positive attention?

Raylan:
No, I loved that. Can we continue?

Tim:
No, the moment's gone.

Boyd:
[to Ava] I keep thinkin' about what's most important, in this moment, and, uh, with everything twirlin', and, uh, I keep comin' back to you. Your safety. Your freedom.

Colton Rhodes:
I'm sorry about what happened to your friend Mark, but I think most of him died somewhere in Kandahar.

Tim Gutterson:
Only part I'm concerned about is the one that died here.

Ethan Picker:
So, out of nowhere, Crowder calls and says he's bringing the marshal, and you just drop everything to play "high noon". You want to explain to me how this makes any sense?

Nicky Augustine:
All the shit I've heard about this guy, there's no way I'm saying no to a face-to-face.

Nicky Augustine:
We wouldn't even be having this conversation if you'd popped the marshal in the first place.

Ethan Picker:
[chuckles bitterly] Christ.

Nicky Augustine:
But instead you let him back you down.

Ethan Picker:
He didn't back me down. The cops pulled up.

Nicky Augustine:
Well, all I know is, if I'd have been there, he'd never walked out.

Ethan Picker:
Oh. And that would have been pointless, Nicky. It would have just drawn heat, as usual.

Nicky Augustine:
You think too much. Pay the check.

Boyd Crowder:
I count four to one. That hardly seems fair.

Raylan:
Which way do you mean?

Ethan Picker:
Higher up the Mountain, worse the footing gets.

Raylan Givens:
Plane crashes, first class always hits the hardest.

Ethan Picker:
I learned one thing a long time ago: Doesn't pay to be the lead dog.

Raylan Givens:
What are you carrying?

Nicky Augustine:
Oh, I don't have a gun.

Raylan Givens:
Maybe you should get one.

Nicky Augustine:
Why? So you can have a reason?

Raylan Givens:
You already gave me a reason.

Nicky Augustine:
Bullshit. Take one look at you, I know you're not the kind of guy who'd just execute me. It's not who you are. Then you come in here with your bullshit cop threats, knowing that if your bluff gets called, you can always hide behind your badge. I don't have a badge. All I got is my word. So if I say I'm gonna kill your family, I'm gonna kill your family. 'Cause these animals out here, they think they can get over on me, they'll tear me to pieces. You want to know where I'm headed? I'm headed to Detroit to kill Theo's pasty little pussy of a son. But I'll be back for your family. You had a chance to save them this morning, but instead, you took out three of my guys. So the only chance they have now is if you use that Glock on me to end this. If you're not gonna do it, get the hell out of my car.

Billy St. Cyr:
Oh, hallelujah! But what you want to know is, do I get bit? Well, am I right? Right. Yes, I do. Now, only twice so far, hallelujah. By this one right here I call Mabel. Now, once, I took her out of her crate too rough, I deserved it. The other time, well, the lord only knows. Both times I survived the venom. It was the lord who saw fit to have me continue my ministry. Now, of course, not all survive. Our daddy and his before died from the serpent's bite, their place in heaven guaranteed, there being no greater sign of obedience to the lord than to be taken home in such a manner. So, that's why we're here. Why are you here, newcomers? You all come to watch the hillbilly with the snakes? Or did you come to be saved?!

Randall Kusik:
I'll give you a free piece of advice. Next time, bet on me.

Raylan Givens:
Tim tell you I wasn't coming in?

Art Mullen:
Yes, he did. Said the game was afoot.

Raylan Givens:
[sighs] Here we go.

Art Mullen:
I'm sure you'll keep putting your best foot forward. Do what needs to be done.

Raylan Givens:
That why you called? Foot puns?

Art Mullen:
Yes, actually. Yes, it is. It's the only reason.

Raylan Givens:
Any luck delaying Arlo's deal?

Art Mullen:
No. Sonya Gable hasn't returned our calls.

Raylan Givens:
Why's that?

Art Mullen:
I suspect she knows that we're trying to delay the deal.

Raylan Givens:
Why the hell would she delay the deal?

Art Mullen:
Well, I don't know, Raylan. After you finish playing footsie, why don't you go ask her?

Roz:
I didn't have no goddamn sex with Teddy.

Raylan Givens:
No, I'm sure you and "rapes with a smile" here were just talking.

Sharon Edmunds:
See, Raylan there, he's got the badge and the drawl and the whole squinty, sexy thing, and there was a time I would have run right to him, done the whole merry-go-round. Now I see that for what it is, and him for who he is. That man's an emotional disaster.

Tillman Napier:
You're about as welcome here as a case of the clap. You can worm your way in here, but that's all you're ever gonna be. A goddamn worm.

Boyd Crowder:
Well, too bad you weren't the early bird that caught it.

Raylan Givens:
Jackie Nevada...Sounds like a name out of a Steve McQueen movie.

Jackie Nevada:
My stepdad wanted to call me Sierra, but he named me after my mom instead. She walked out on us before I had a memory of her. They never married, and Reno wasn't even my dad.

Raylan Givens:
Your stepdad's name is Reno? The man's name is actually Reno Nevada? Some kind of lounge singer?

Jackie Nevada:
Card player. Taught me some tricks. Sometimes we get in games together.

Raylan Givens:
Sounds like you had quite an upbringing.

Jackie Nevada:
He did okay. Best he could without my mom. I did see pictures of her posing nude in the backyard once, Reno left on the dresser.

Raylan Givens:
But you never saw your own mother?

Jackie Nevada:
Lots of people haven't seen their moms or their dads.

Raylan Givens:
Yet others do as much as they can to avoid them.

Jackie Nevada:
You just showed your cards.

Jody Adair:
That's how I see the world. Going around like this basketball. Me and you gonna have to meet up again, Raylan. Can't say when right now. You're gonna be looking over your shoulder till I make the scene. Then we gonna take it to the edge.

Art Mullen:
You let Raylan take him?! Holy shit!

Nelson Dunlop:
He said it was a late birthday present.

Art Mullen:
Arlo Givens' body not even cold on the slab, and you let Raylan drive off into the sunset with his killer! Have you lost your mind?! Where is he? Tell me he's in Leoville, dropping off the prisoner like a good boy.

Tim Gutterson:
Not unless they moved it to Harlan, 'cause transponder's got him around Baxter.

Art Mullen:
God damn it. God damn it!

Nelson Dunlop:
You want me to go up and get him?

Art Mullen:
I want you to sit your ass down and get used to purging case files until I figure out how to like you again!

[Raylan is beating Hunter]

Hunter Mosley:
What the hell are you doing?

Raylan Givens:
In the words of Arlo Givens, I'm trying to knock some goddamn sense into you!

Ellstin Limehouse:
You ever been on a plane, Mr. Crowder?

Boyd Crowder:
Why? You plan on taking flying lessons with my money?

Ellstin Limehouse:
I've been having this dream. I dream that I'm flyin' this plane. I mean one of them great, big, old suckers. A jumbo jet. And all the passengers is folks from Noble's Holler. Damn near everybody I know and care about's on this thing. I'm at the controls when all of a sudden, something goes terribly wrong. Lights is flashing, buzzers sounding. And we start going down. And I'm fighting to keep it level, and it ain't no use. And I always wake up just before impact, sweating.

Boyd Crowder:
While I believe I understand your subtle metaphor, what I don't understand is why you feel the need to tell me.

Ellstin Limehouse:
Well I'm telling you so you understand why I'm about to do what I'm about to do.

Raylan Givens:
Theo Tonin knows we got Drew. He's not gonna be too happy about that. Meaning we just got to figure out how to get out of Harlan alive.