Ozark, Season 2

Marty Byrde:
[dancing and scheming] So where do we live?

Wendy Byrde:
Look who's getting ahead of himself.

Marty Byrde:
How about Luxembourg?

Wendy Byrde:
That's the best you've got? Luxembourg?

Marty Byrde:
How about Santorini?

Wendy Byrde:
No.

Marty Byrde:
No? Some white sand beaches?

Wendy Byrde:
Mnh-mnh. Tourists. Steep inclines. Donkeys.

Charles Wilkes:
Tell me. How does a casino equate to a more simple family life?

Wendy Byrde:
Oh. What we do for a living has absolutely no bearing on how we parent. And I refute anybody who says Christian values and capitalism can't coexist.

Darlene Snell:
[calling out from the porch] You buckle up! Drive safe.

Jacob Snell:
Things happen. You apologize and you move on.

Marty Byrde:
She blew a man's head off.

Jacob Snell:
For which she is contrite.

Marty Byrde:
Am I supposed to believe that?

Jacob Snell:
The woman brought you fresh honey.

Marty Byrde:
Mm-hmm.

Devereaux:
If you was my daughter, I'd tar the living shit outta you.

Ruth Langmore:
And if I was your daughter, I'd slit my throat first.

Ruth Langmore:
How 'bout if I pop those tits and squeeze out the silicone

Buddy Dyker:
There was a French writer, long time ago - I can't remember his name. Well, I can't remember anybody's name. Anyway, he was old, for those days, and very sick, lungs and ticker all going, and he was stuck in bed. Now, this guy's a loner all his life. But he tells the lady taking care of him that he wants to see his friends, say goodbye. So she sends out word, and all his friends come to his little hovel, gather around his deathbed, telling stories. And you know what happens?

Wendy Byrde:
What happens?

Buddy Dyker:
He doesn't die.

[Wendy chuckles]

Buddy Dyker:
And then after a couple days, the friends, well, they leave. They have lives. And then he dies. Sad, but sweet. Because, when you think you're gonna die yesterday, today is sweet. So, hang in, Wendy. Lose your shit tomorrow. Today's no day to fall apart.

Roy Petty:
[trying to intimidate Ruth] You know, Sinatra used to say, "Live every day like it's your last. And one day, you'll be right."

Jacob Snell:
Ill-humor in the morning brings about a darkened day.

Darlene Snell:
I'd offer you coffee, but I just rinsed the pot.

Wendy Byrde:
Well, grow the fuck up, because it's game on. Do you understand?

Marty Byrde:
You know, I used to think that we were, uh, different than them. You know, these people that we work for. And, um...

Wendy Byrde:
Hey. We are different from them. You saved my life. Mason would've killed me otherwise. And you are the one who has always said, "People make choices."

Marty Byrde:
Mason's wife didn't have a choice. Our kids, they didn't have a choice.

Harry:
The funny thing is people are scared of the dead, and they shouldn't be. It's the living who can hurt you.

Roy Petty:
So, why are we here, Marty?

Marty Byrde:
EMTs found a wire on Rachel. I know she was working with you.

Roy Petty:
And?

Marty Byrde:
She's worthless to you now.

Roy Petty:
It's kind of touching, the way you care about her. I mean, she was trying to put you away.

Marty Byrde:
She almost died last night. I'm asking you as a human being to let her go.

Roy Petty:
You work for one of the most vicious cartels in the world, and you're talking to me about being human?

Marty Byrde:
Rachel isn't a criminal.

Roy Petty:
Does your wife know about your feelings for Rachel?

Marty Byrde:
Do your superiors know that you were supplying drugs to Rachel?

Roy Petty:
Just so we're clear, the drugs she OD'd on came from your business partners. But I might be willing to let her off the hook, if...

Marty Byrde:
If?

Roy Petty:
I want the Snells' operation.

Marty Byrde:
The Snells are our partners in the casino. I'm not aware of an operation.

Roy Petty:
We think the Snells poisoned the cartel's dope. Maybe this marriage of convenience became inconvenient. But once the cartel figures it out, it doesn't bode well for their partnership. So... if you really care about Rachel, you're gonna have to choose sides, Marty.

Jacob Snell:
It was you, wasn't it? You spiked the product.

[Darlene scoffs]

Darlene Snell:
What if I did?

Jacob Snell:
You know how many people you've hurt?

Darlene Snell:
Ugh! Some junkies who were killing themselves with dope succeeded. So what? This is about respect. The cartel thought they could roll right over us. Well, they don't anymore.

Jacob Snell:
I think you misconstrue the situation.

Darlene Snell:
I told you not to get involved with them.

Jacob Snell:
I don't answer to you, Darlene. I think you misconstrue the situation. They'll come after us. There'll be a war.

Darlene Snell:
We've had to fight before. I am not afraid. Are you?

Jacob Snell:
Yes, I am. I am afraid. Of you...and your implacable rage. Your rashness. You killed Ash...for no reason. For money, for a casino.

Darlene Snell:
I killed him to save you.

Jacob Snell:
I guess we just see things differently.

Wendy Byrde:
Where have you been? It's late. We've been worried.

Charlotte Byrde:
I have something I wanna talk to you about.

Wendy Byrde:
What is it?

Charlotte Byrde:
I wanna get emancipated.

Wendy Byrde:
What are you talking about?

Marty Byrde:
What?

Charlotte Byrde:
Do you remember Jordan Parks from back home? He did it. He had his own apartment when he was a senior.

Wendy Byrde:
That kid's parents are drug addicts. There's a difference there.

Marty Byrde:
This is silly. You'd have to pay for rent, food, clothes.

Charlotte Byrde:
I'll get a job.

Wendy Byrde:
Where? McDonald's? You think minimum wage would pay for all that?

Marty Byrde:
Charlotte, I know things have been crazy, but we gotta stay together.

Charlotte Byrde:
Why?

Marty Byrde:
We're a family.

Charlotte Byrde:
What does that even mean? I don't wanna hurt you. I love you, but I can't be a part of this anymore. Everyone lies about everything. It's gone too far. You can fight me on this, or you can help me. I've made up my mind. I want out.

Jonah Byrde:
What's going on?

Wendy Byrde:
Your sister is upset.

Jonah Byrde:
Upset?

Wendy Byrde:
Okay, more than upset. She doesn't wanna be a member of this family anymore.

Jonah Byrde:
What are you talking about?

Charlotte Byrde:
I'm emancipating.

Marty Byrde:
You are not emancipating.

Jonah Byrde:
I don't... I don't understand.

Charlotte Byrde:
It just means I'll be in charge of my own decisions.

Marty Byrde:
We are so close to working out what I admit is a terrible situation. But right now, you are being really fucking selfish.

Wendy Byrde:
That's not helpful.

Marty Byrde:
[scoffs] Well... We're gonna get through this, okay?

Charlotte Byrde:
Oh, is that a cliché or a platitude?

Wendy Byrde:
Mmm. I'm trying to see your side here.

Charlotte Byrde:
You're scared. You both are. You know I'm right. You're scared, and you should be.

Marty Byrde:
So, you understand how this works, right?

Wendy Byrde:
That's what you're saying? That's part of the threat?

Marty Byrde:
So, you're really gonna get a lawyer who's gonna ask questions? Who's gonna file papers in court stating exactly why you wanna be emancipated? So, I'm just wondering... I'm wondering, what are you gonna say that's gonna keep us from all being arrested? Or killed? Jonah, pass the pancakes.

Marty Byrde:
Since when is it prudent to try to off your partners before a deal is even finalized? I must have missed that issue of the Harvard Business Review.

Helen Pierce:
I told you, the cartel is gonna do what the cartel is gonna do.

Marty Byrde:
Right.

Helen Pierce:
Your job was to find a way to make this deal without the Snells.

Marty Byrde:
I was in the middle of trying to figure out if that's even possible.

Helen Pierce:
I did not say it was done. The Snells poisoned my client's product. My client couldn't allow such brazen disrespect without a proportional response.

Wendy Byrde:
We completely understand your client's need for respect.

Marty Byrde:
Are you fucking kidding me?

Wendy Byrde:
Marty...

Marty Byrde:
I mean, your client's little ego trip just completely fucked us. It fucked the casino, and he pissed away $50 million.

Helen Pierce:
It wasn't my decision. I wasn't even informed of it.

Wendy Byrde:
How do we salvage this?

Helen Pierce:
Find a way to immediately cut the Snells out of this deal.

Marty Byrde:
We're not salvaging shit.

Helen Pierce:
It's the first law of power, Marty. Those who can, shit on others. Those who can't, clean it up.

Marty Byrde:
I'm not playing your fucking games anymore.

Helen Pierce:
You don't have an option.

Marty Byrde:
Neither do you. And neither does your client, if he wants to keep his $50 million. You think I'm the only one over a fucking barrel?

Helen Pierce:
Clean up your own shit.

Wendy Byrde:
He'll do it.

Marty Byrde:
Jacob.

Jacob Snell:
Excuse me if I don't shake your hand.

Marty Byrde:
I'm fine skipping pleasantries. Let's make this overture brief.

Jacob Snell:
The Almighty himself could not convince us to lift our blockade.

Marty Byrde:
What about the federal government? You know who I spent the morning with? Your friends over at the power company. I wanted to know how it was that they were able to get your ancestors off of their land so quickly back in 1929.

Jacob Snell:
No mystery there. Lies, theft, intimidation.

Marty Byrde:
Well, they got an assist from a little thing called riparian rights.

Jacob Snell:
Pardon me?

Marty Byrde:
Riparian rights are the laws that say who owns the land under a body of water. It's kind of crazy, right? I mean, who ever stops to consider the land under a lake? Or, in this case, the Missouri River. Which last time I checked was a federal waterway. What this means, Jacob, is that the instant you flooded your land and connected it to the Missouri, you ceded all of that flooded land to the US government.

Helen Pierce:
Which is how I managed to obtain this written order guaranteeing our workers access to the boat. Now, if you defy this order, we can have the US Marshals escort them.

Jacob Snell:
And the land that you need for access roads and parking lots to get the people to your precious boat. We own all of it. What's to stop us from parking guards all around the water's edge?

Marty Byrde:
Eminent domain. The feds are gonna give all the surrounding land to our business partners to build shopping malls and hotels and, yes, access roads. Because it's in their financial interest. The tax revenue from said development is gonna be massive, just like it was in 1929. They own it all. Above, around and below.

Jacob Snell:
There is a sermon to be had here, but I don't feel much like praying.

Marty Byrde:
If you try to fight this, it will cost you a lot more than a bullet in the shoulder.

Jacob Snell:
Which is why you asked to meet me alone. You were afraid Darlene wouldn't be quite so receptive. I'll need assurances...if we're expected to stand down, that you will never, ever try and hit me or my wife ever again.

Marty Byrde:
You have them, so long as you keep Darlene in line. Jacob...tell Darlene that the casino profits are gonna make you richer than you ever imagined. That you can use them to buy twice the land that you have now.

Jacob Snell:
She's the same woman now as when I married her. Same woman that slipped into this booth 45 years ago, took my beating heart in both her hands and took off quicker than a mare. Same woman I've been chasing ever since.

Marty Byrde:
They'll kill you, Jacob.

Jacob Snell:
What do you do, Martin, when the bride who took your breath away becomes the wife who makes you hold your breath in terror?

Jacob Snell:
[walking out on their property] What is it?

Darlene Snell:
It's a badger, looks like.

Jacob Snell:
Hmm. Best leave it. His family will find it and drag it back to the den. Pups will feed on the worms and eat the corpse. That way its death has meaning. Brings nourishment to the family.

Darlene Snell:
Shh. It'll be quick. I promise. Cyanide in your coffee, from ground-up cherry pits.

Jacob Snell:
[straining] I never could keep up with you, Darlene.

Darlene Snell:
It's okay, baby. Just rest. [kisses him] I love you, Jacob. You just rest. I'll make sure it means something.

Ruth Langmore:
Holy shit.

Marty Byrde:
I know.

Ruth Langmore:
How much money is there?

Marty Byrde:
Approximately $43 million.

Ruth Langmore:
Holy shit.

Marty Byrde:
The exact numbers are in here, along with a complete listing of the real accounts, plus their shadows. And the operational account is gonna be active... as soon as we're done with the ceremony, day after tomorrow.

Ruth Langmore:
What if I can't do this?

Marty Byrde:
It's just like Lickety Splitz, only bigger. You're gonna come here, you're gonna pay respects to Buddy a couple of times a week. You're gonna mix this money with the legit receipts and then you're gonna deposit it. Long as the flow stays steady, no one's gonna bat an eye.

Ruth Langmore:
This is crazy. I don't know shit about fuck.

Marty Byrde:
Ruth. Which LP is held by Davisville Limited?

Ruth Langmore:
Lighthouse Landing.

Marty Byrde:
And where are they registered?

Ruth Langmore:
Panama City.

Marty Byrde:
And they're a shell company for?

Ruth Langmore:
Horizon Cove Inc, which is a subsidiary for Byrde Enterprises.

Marty Byrde:
If I didn't think you could handle it, I wouldn't be risking my family's lives.

Helen Pierce:
I'm not sure you appreciate the historical significance of what it is you're about to pull off. Medellín, Sinaloa, Juárez, every one of them tried to create something like this. Every one of them failed. A legitimate, self-sustaining operation like a casino. This is why crime organizes. Have you given any thought to the next five years?

Marty Byrde:
Uh, I'd love to talk about the operational account.

Helen Pierce:
Because you're pillars of the community now. You've established a foothold in the gaming industry. You could expand, completely legitimately. Honoring your obligations to my client, obviously.

[Zeke coos]

Wendy Byrde:
I am so sorry, but I have to get him home. I mean, it's just been a long time since we've been tied to a nap schedule.

Helen Pierce:
It's funny how you forget there was ever a time before they could tell you to go fuck yourself. [chuckles] But not you. No. You wouldn't call up and talk about your father's girlfriend, would you? No.

Marty Byrde:
The operational account.

Helen Pierce:
What about it?

Marty Byrde:
It's not up and running.

Helen Pierce:
Once the contracts are signed.

Marty Byrde:
That's in two days. I could be working now.

Helen Pierce:
Well, is there some kind of rush I'm not aware of?

Marty Byrde:
Just trying to be efficient.

Helen Pierce:
Well, call us superstitious. On a long road trip, you're most likely to get into an accident a mile from your home.

Darlene Snell:
I thought you should know... Jacob passed away this morning.

Wendy Byrde:
What? Oh, Darlene. Oh. I'm so sorry.

Darlene Snell:
His dying wish was to stop the casino. I intend to honor that.

Wendy Byrde:
I don't understand. Jacob was always committed to making the casino work.

Darlene Snell:
He had an epiphany.

Wendy Byrde:
He passed this morning?

Darlene Snell:
That's right.

Wendy Byrde:
And you came right here? May I ask how he died?

Darlene Snell:
His heart. It failed him.

Wendy Byrde:
Just to be clear... Jacob understood that this casino is happening. There's no way for you to win.

Darlene Snell:
Did the Viet Cong have to win?

Wendy Byrde:
I'm sorry?

Darlene Snell:
The gooks. They didn't have to win. They just had to not lose. It's my land.

Darlene Snell:
The cartel's already tried to kill you once.

Darlene Snell:
Is that a threat?

Wendy Byrde:
Just a fact.

Darlene Snell:
There might be one solution to honor Jacob's memory. Is that Mason Young's baby in the car? It is, isn't it? Social Services told me you were looking after him until they found a suitable home. Now, you help me adopt him, and I'll stand aside.

Wendy Byrde:
You are not fucking touching that baby.

Darlene Snell:
I delivered that child.

Wendy Byrde:
You need to go.

Darlene Snell:
He's not your kin. He's not worth the cost you'll pay.

Ruth Langmore:
I need you to listen to me. I know Marty didn't kill your dad...because I did.

Wyatt Langmore:
What are you talking about?

Ruth Langmore:
I wired the dock. I knew that they were going there, so I wired it, so the second they touched the ladder, they'd get electrocuted.

Wyatt Langmore:
You're making this up.

Ruth Langmore:
Why would I be doing that?

Wyatt Langmore:
You're afraid I won't go to Mizzou if I don't find out what happened to my dad, and now you're just fucking making this up!

Ruth Langmore:
I wish I was. I wish to fucking God...I wish it was a lie. Russ was working with the feds. He was trying to get me on a wire.

Wyatt Langmore:
No. No way. No fucking way!

Ruth Langmore:
You were right about that night. They had the guns. They were gonna kill Marty. I practiced on our dock, with a mouse. At first, I rigged Marty's dock to get him, but then it was fucked up and... things changed, and they were going to the Blue Cat. Say something. [stammers] You can hate me, and I know you will. But I need you to know that you're the...you're the only thing in this world that I'll ever fucking love.

Wendy Byrde:
We're not running.

Marty Byrde:
What do you mean?

Wendy Byrde:
We're not leaving the Ozarks. It's not safe to go.

Marty Byrde:
Wendy, it's not safe to stay.

Wendy Byrde:
You're not acting out of logic. You're acting out of emotion. And I know I've asked you to be more emotional. I've begged. So, I love you for it, but I am not getting on that plane and neither are the kids.

Marty Byrde:
Okay, you're just scared. Don't worry about it. I've got everything under control.

Wendy Byrde:
No, you don't.

Marty Byrde:
Yes, I do.

Wendy Byrde:
Unh-unh. You're running away from Mason's death. You're trying to kidnap Charlotte so she can't leave the family. And you were right all along. We can't make emotional decisions based on other people's choices. So we just have to wake up and make the right choices And right now, that means staying put.

Marty Byrde:
You're telling me this now? Here?

Wendy Byrde:
I didn't have time to argue. [clears throat] Call the coroner's office.

Marty Byrde:
This is not sustainable.

Wendy Byrde:
What, and running is? Hiring surrogates? Changing identities? What if this is the Gold Coast?

Marty Byrde:
It's not.

Wendy Byrde:
Hmm. We only know what it's been. What about what it could be? I mean, you've said so yourself, once the casino is up and running, it's like clockwork. You could go back to just working the numbers. The kids are in school. We have roots. We've sacrificed too fucking much in order to run. We will get that baby away from Darlene. Don't worry.

Marty Byrde:
And what about the Kansas City mob? Wendy, I played a game of fucking chicken with them because I knew we were running.

Wendy Byrde:
We're not alone here. We have partners who are very grateful for what we've done. Always better to be the person holding the gun than the one running from the gunman.