(Bill) The scene is Athens, 400 B.C.
A bunch of the local brainiacs have gotten together.
The wine is being passed and the ideas are flowing fast and furious.
The debate's in full force. And Socrates has the floor.
Who enters? Alcibiades. Drunk.
A beautiful man. Hopelessly in love with his mentor, Socrates.
And uniquely, in all of these dialogs,
Socrates doesn't get the last word. Alcibiades does. Why?
(Bill) Because passion, Plato seems to be saying,
is essentially and mercilessly human.
And the best that we can hope to do is to quell it
through relentless discipline.
To Socrates, the healthy life is comprised of constant focus
by the individual to excise those forces
that weaken or confuse his understanding of the world around him.
He implores us to devote our lives to this kind of control.
Meaning, our every waking moment.
Socrates recognized what every philosopher and religion, for that matter
in the history of the world, from Plato to Aristotle
from Epicurus to the Stoics
from the Judeo-Christians to the Buddhists
have all observed
which is that the balance needed for a happy life is illusory.
And as soon as in our gorgeously flawed human way
we think that we've attained it
we're pretending divinity and we're gonna crash.
Like Icarus, flaming into the sea.
So think about that this weekend when you think you're on top of the world
and then you pour a pitcher of beer down your throat
and chase that upper classmen who's out of your league.
Aristotle is next week. Don't just look at it as words.
Imagine the scene. These were people. They were alive like you and me.
They thought things. Breath them into life.
[Bells toll]
(Anne) So, I was thinking about doing this contrast
between dialog and chorus in Sophocles.
You should read Nietzsche's Birth of Tragedy.
He says that tragedy emerges from the clash
between Apollo God of reason and harmony
and Dionysus, God of intoxication.
And that their struggle within our human condition
is inevitable and that that is what has produced
the most salient form of art the world's ever known.
Tragedy?
What, you don't think so?
I like comedies. You wanna see a movie?
No, Miss Greenstein. I'm sorry.
Did you get my note?
I did.
And?
It was very clever to write it in Latin.
With the repeated use of the passive periphrastic?
That's quite profligate.
And how I was sending Cicero with alliterative adjectives
thrusting themselves into the verbs?
None of this was lost on me.
So?
Miss Greenstein. You are very, very bright
and very fetching in your way.
But there are certain rules mores if you will,
lines that we don't cross.
I'm not joking, actually and I'm gonna ask you in the future to refrain...
No. No! Please don't do that.
I'm going to ask you to open that door, Miss Greenstein.
(in Latin) Lingua sed torpet, tenuis sub artis.
Flama deanat sonitu suopte.
Catullus 51, the Lesbia cycle, yes.
However... Oh, no-no-no! Absolutely not.
(in Latin) Tintinant aures gemina et teguntur.
This is, don't, this is not good for either of us. No!
Oh!
Excuse me! Uh, I'll, I'll...
Uh, Maggie. Maggie!
Please don't go. Miss Greenstein was just leaving.
Maggie.
Absolutely nothing.
You don't have to say anything.
I would never. She, she, she went and just wah.
They're all in love with you.
Just like Harvard.
Who told you that?
This is the Classics Department. No one is more gossipy than you people.
Okay. I am going to Cambridge in the morning.
It's just a lunch.
I don't want to know.
[Rock music]
[Heavy twangy accent] We don't deal in crystal meth.
We don't deal in cocaine
Not your rock stuff or your powder.
We don't deal in nothin' you gotta cook up in a spoon and shoot in through your arm.
Pills? Pharmaceuticals? Hell no, by and large.
Maybe, well, maybe the Black Molly's gonna pass through these hands
on its way to somewheres else, just on the account of the fact
I liked popping 'em in high school. They helped me get my homework done.
But that's generally where we draw the line.
No, sir. We're dealing 100 percent pure Oklahoma grown.
Exclusive. Why?
'Cause I ain't gonna blow my house up
mixing antihistamine into dynamite.
And spiritually, I don't cotton to something that's gotta pass through a needle.
Chemicals, well, I just don't like 'em.
Our people was bootleggers 'fore all this.
It was a backyard operation. They did it natural.
A little bit more of a science nowadays.
I will grant you that.
(Shaver) He say you change your mind, get you up north.
(Bolger) He said Texas?
Texas ain't gonna happen.
(Waddell) Think we don't wanna sell in Texas?
Kansas, Nebraska, Missouri.
[Snorts and spits]
I ain't interested.
He say you better get interested.
Meanin' what?
Meanin' your choice is to expand your business
or we shut you down entire.
Then how you gonna pay your debt?
Well, what happened to Fatback?
Arrested last week.
And the Rawls feller?
Blowed his house up.
(Brady) That's what I'm talking about.
Well, it's tough times.
Ain't it the truth.
Used to get trip wires and booby traps,
a good set of dogs, pay off your constable and just lived out on the property.
Get your little 13-13 fertilizer and be like growin' soy beans.
Even the War on Drugs passed us by.
Now they have the War on Terror.
Not that I ain't interested in the travails of a small-time dealer.
You calling me small time?
We gotta make it to Tulsa.
I was the first grower to use hydroponics.
What's that?
Germinating the seed in water, you shithead.
You know how many generations of hybridization I did to get top varietals?
There is a goddamn reason I grow the best.
Enough, Brady. What's it gonna be? Pug wants his money.
Well, if I'd've known about a time table, we'd...
Shut your face about a time table.
He's offering you a way out. You sure as shit better take it.
Or he'll bust open your glory hole like nobody's business.
[Suspense music builds up to soft rock]
We should turn these.
I ain't gonna manufacture or purvey
anything that I won't ingest into my own sweet self.
Look you, here. How you gonna call that a controlled substance?
Well, the government do.
Look at the bud structure on it.
The crystal density? The smell of them turpins.
You can't synthesize that.
That is nature's delivery system for goodness.
Distilled into a pure form.
It glides down into your belly and blooms into a feeling of peace.
In a world beset by evil.
That world is gonna be there, no matter how much grass you smoke.
Now look here. You wanted to build the fuckin' Taj Mahal to hydroponics.
Well?
And you done it.
But you know what you was getting into.
And he sure as shit ain't going away.
Brady,
My mind's working on it.
[Soft country music]
Hey ya, Sharon. Where she at?
Oh, she's in her usual spot.
Hi, Joe.
Brady.
Hey, Momma.
(Daisy with twangy accent) Oh, hey.
What you got there?
Oh. It's a new article on Billy and a few he wrote his self.
Thank you.
You know, I've been thinking.
Maybe, maybe your daddy wanted to get killed.
Shit.
I got this picture of him
running toward a machine gun nest
'cause he'd rather die that way
than come back to Little Dixie and grow old to stare through a window.
Well, seeing how he was on about every drug imaginable
I wouldn't spend my time trying to figure out
what was in his head over 30 years ago.
Do you remember him at all?
I remember smelling weed for the first time on him.
Well, that's certainly had its impact.
Daisy, why don't you come home and live with me and Colleen for a while?
Colleen and me.
What's your version of proper grammar?
Rhythm, maybe.
Don't duck the question. You're 12 years younger than anyone in here.
This is ridiculous.
I like it here. I can do what I want.
I'm not eager to get stranded when you get yourself killed or taken back to prison.
Momma, Colleen's pregnant.
You don't say.
I've been dyin' to tell ya.
Well, I'm happy for you.
You're gonna be a grandma.
Are you gonna be a husband?
I ain't Dad.
Your father was a freaked out genius who wasted his life.
You coulda done anything.
Got a higher IQ than your brother and he just passed you by.
I, I ain't, I ain't tryin' to keep up with Billy.
I ain't him and he ain't me.
Momma, I, I like who I am just fine.
You think I'll see him again before I die?
I think it's gonna take one of us dyin' to get him to come back down here.
Well.
Nice settin' with ya.
[Sighs]
(Bill) Thanks.
(Sorenson) Gorgeous.
Oh, this is, uh, this is wonderful.
I, I, I almost never eat out in Providence.
You know, now and then Federal Hill.
But nearly enough.
Your book on Marcus Aurelius has the community astir.
Oh, thanks.
Which press was that?
Oxford.
(Levy) They did your translation of The Menaechmi.
(Bill) They did. They've been terrific.
Plautus. How do you find the time?
Well, uh, I don't have a life. [Chuckles]
[Uncomfortable chuckles]
I read some biographical material on you last week, Bill.
You, uh, you come from humble beginnings.
I do. Yeah.
Where was it? Omaha?
Oklahoma.
Oh, why don't you, uh, why don't you have an accent?
With some considerable effort, I lost it.
And you, your father was a bootlegger?
It was my grandfather, actually.
Fantastic.
Why fantastic?
(Sorenson) I don't know. So many of us were trained for this life.
Fancy private schools, parents in academia.
I, I'm always astounded by those who've made their own way.
Oh, thank you. I, uh, my family is a bit
eccentric.
I found discipline in books.
Well, you're probably wondering why Dean Sorenson is here.
Bill, we'd like to offer you a position in the law school.
You can't be serious.
(Sorenson) We wanted to incorporate more philosophy into the curriculum
And when we got wind of your hesitancy
in transferring up from Brown and Classics,
we had the idea of letting you create your own institute for our law students.
[Chuckles] I, uh,
I don't even know how to begin to respond.
That is such a precipitous offer.
Savor it.
Digest it. Moments like this come too seldom in life.
I, uh, I'll say.
(Levy) We all want you here, Bill.
You've crafted your career diligently.
It makes absolute sense as your next step.
You've a dollop of cioppino.
Honey, that's about as good as it gets.
Thank you, baby.
[Plucks guitar] Look how sexy you look.
I do not.
You do! How long the doctor give me?
Wait til I'm done with the dishes.
Well, push that, damn, put your metal to burn.
Bring electric.
[Phone rings]
I'm thuggin' and comin' at ya. [Plucks guitar]
Hello?
Well, can I ask who's calling?
Can I ask what this is about?
Because I'm the girlfriend he's fixin' to marry is why.
Who is it?
Some fellow named Pug?
Oh, shit. I'll take it in the back there.
This better not be...
It a man about a truck.
Hey, Brady!
Hey, Pug, how...
(Pug) You talk to my guys down there, Brady?
Uh, yes we did.
They told you I needed an answer.
Yes, sir, they made that pretty clear. I was hopin' th...
I wanna see you tomorrow evenin'.
Well, tomorrow night's gonna be...
You heard me, Brady! [Hangs up]
Oh, shit.
(over phone) Yeah?
Bolger?
Say, Buddy.
Pug just called me.
What, called you his self?
Yeah, he wants us up there.
Well, does he want us to...
No, he wanna see us.
You gonna change your...?
No, I ain't changing my mind one bit.
I don't like this at all, Brady.
Well, we just goin' have to be ready to deal then and come what may.
Well, you know me, I'm gonna be up there with ya.
I'll see ya'.
[Phone rings]
Hello?
Sorry. Lo... Who?
No, I, uh, hold, hang on, hang on, hang on.
How did you get this number?
Hi! Did that man get a hold of you?
He did, yeah.
He said it was an emergency so I...
You did the right thing. Thanks.
[Clears throat]
Was there something else?
Is everything all right?
Well, my brother's been murdered.
Bill, that's awful.
I didn't even know you had a brother.
How?
He got shot with a crossbow.
I beg your pardon?
They're inexplicably popular where I come from.
Was it an accident?
No, 'cause then it wouldn't be a murder.
Oh, I, I don't even know what... When was the last time you saw him?
Um, it had been a long time.
What will you do?
Well, I suppose I have to go home.
What brings you to Tulsa?
Pardon? Oh, uh, a family matter.
I was gonna say because, nobody visits Oklahoma, you know?
It's one of the states where you either live there, or you got business there.
But you don't see people coming for the attractions.
Right.
What do you do?
I, uh, I write and teach. I'm a professor.
Of?
Classical philosophy.
There's not too much use for that these days. Right?
Humanity hasn't changed that much, actually.
You have family in Tulsa?
No. No. Idabel.
Little Dixie.
Uh, I hope it's not tragedy that brings you back.
It, it is somewhat.
I'm sorry.
Thanks.
I'm an orthodontist.
Was.
I mean, will be again.
Have you had work done?
No. No, actually, I haven't.
Well, I can, I can tell.
You got a nice face though.
Thanks.
Ken Feinman.
Bill Kincaid.
You have kids, Bill?
No.
I'm starting out all over. You know.
People don't realize it, but it's, it's tough to break in.
You get most of your business through your kid's school, church,
The synagogue in my case, you know. But it's tough.
I mean, the cost of a practice these days is just, uh,
it's downright humiliating. Honestly.
It's downright humiliating.
Yeah, I believe you.
We were living in Manhattan.
But, uh, I grew up in Tulsa.
So, you know, we just moved back.
Are there a lot of Jews in Tulsa?
That what everyone asks. But, but there are.
You know, it's a, it's a small community. But very cohesive.
(Ken) You know, the pull was unimaginable.
Kenny. Can you see the man is reading?
(Ken) Huh?
I don't think he wants listen to you
chronicle the evolution of Tulsa Jewry.
I'll let you get back to your reading.
Thanks.
(Ken) Oh, oh, It's a little embarrassing. I don't mean to be...
It's just, uh... If you got family down there
you know, nieces and nephews.
I don't, but.
Well, I mean, if you did or you know...
It's, uh, it's, it's not too far away.
And, uh, you know, I do great work.
Uh, I know you do.
I never take accidental encounters for granted.
(female) Kenny! Kenny!
So. I, yeah, I'm gonna run.
Rick Bolger.
Hey, Rick.
Folks call me Bolger.
Nice to meet ya'.
Man, you really do look like him.
I think that's what they mean by identical.
Your brother was a great friend to me.
I, I hadn't seen him in awhile. But, thanks.
You ain't got no bags?
No, that's it.
That's me.
[Cheerful country music]
I ain't been up here in awhile.
I was gonna stay me in a hotel.
So where'd you go?
Found me a dead-end in a construction site near the airport.
Laid out counting stars.
Crazy how much buildin' they got going on up here.
Folks just don't take to the country no more, I guess.
You figure.
It's a mystery.
[Cheerful country music continues]
You need a drink or anything?
We're coming up on Broken Bow. We could stop off at the Metotem.
Sure.
Metotem.
Oh, I almost forgot.
This here was your brother's.
I don't know if you wanna...
Hi.
You're shittin' me.
Buddy.
(Jimmy) You clean up nice.
How's that?
Where's the duds from?
Oh God. No, no. Wait a second. Wait a second. You...
Where's Bolger at?
He's around back, but I'm not who you think I am.
Oh, you're not?
No. You don't know me.
I wanna know what you're doing up here in Broken Bow
when we don't want you in Broken Bow.
Um, it's my mistake. I'm, I'm just gonna leave.
Well not 'til Buddy gets here you won't.
Buddy?
Calm down. Calm Down. Listen.
Keep it up, Brady.
I'm not him. I'm his...
Come on, Brady.
(Bill) No! I'm not... Ugh!
Ugh! [chokes]
You don't wanna be coming up north where you ain't got no trip wires
booby traps and police you done bribed
think you can sell your souped-up turbo grass to whoever you like.
[Gunshot]
I wondered where you was at.
(Bolger) Don't seem like a fair fight.
(Buddy) Well, nobody asked you two to come up north neither.
We had business in Tulsa.
I heard about that.
What you heard?
Heard that Brady here owes Pug a lot of money.
Will you explain this, please?
The less you say to these two fuckin' inbreds the better.
He thinks you'll expand business down to all of Little Dixie.
Dumb pussy, I already said.
How 'bout I say this?
How're you feelin'?
Brady?
Hey, Buddy.
What the hell is going on?
Well, um, I guess I kinda got resurrected.
What? Are you out of your mind?
(Buddy) Okay. Easy now.
Hold on to him now.
No. Let go of me. Let me go.
Not until you calm down, you won't.
You had him tell me you were dead?
(Bill) With a fucking cross bow?
I'm sorry about that. But there weren't no other way to get you to come here.
Ow. Ow.
Oh. Down here for what?
I'm gettin' married.
As if I care. What kind of excuse is that?
And I'm having a baby.
You're gonna be an uncle.
Who would be dumb enough to have a child with you?
(female) I would.
(Brady) Remember the Dentons?
On Zunis back home?
Colleen Denton?
You remember.
I baby sat you when we were in high school.
You was my favorite.
You used to sit in the kitchen reading books.
I got to watch all the TV I wanted as long as I kept the door shut.
You read me Shakespeare sonnets when I was going to sleep.
And now you're going to marry this pothead?
Uh, he's not no more.
I'm leaving all that behind.
Oh, uh, yeah, I can see the evidence for that everywhere.
I get to keep on smokin' 'til the baby comes and then it's cold turkey on that too.
But me and Bolger's gonna double hit it 'til the bottom drops out, huh?
Uh, what a great time.
Anyway. You know what? I wanna leave as quickly and painlessly as possible.
Just stay through the weekend.
No.
You can go see Mom.
Look, Brady. I am leaving.
What you did here is cruel and irresponsible
and exactly why I stay away.
Bill, you know I read every goddamn article you write?
I read 50 pages on the interpretation of one word in Aristotle.
Sat the whole fuckin' day with the dictionary,
and not the Merriam-Webster, the motherfuckin' O. E. D.
20 people in the world read whole piece. You're lookin' at one of 'em.
What do you want, Brady? I mean, what do you fuckin' want?
I just wanna see my brother who I love. What's the crime?
Why couldn't you pick up the phone and call me,
just ask me to come, like any normal person?
Because when I do you never call me back.
And if you did, you'd just say no.
Am I lyin'?
Well, am I lyin'?
No. No, you're not.
Why...
We ain't bad people, Billy.
I know you're not.
You know Mom put herself in a home?
A rest home?
Yeah.
Jesus.
You want her to die
and you don't even come to say goodbye?
Is she still using drugs?
Just go see her and find out for yourself.
I can't. I...
I just can't. I can't go and...
What the hell did any of us ever do that made you hate us this way?
I don't hate you.
I really don't. I just...
Where you're from don't matter to you?
Your family? Your own fuckin' brother?
Look. I try to live my life with a purposeful measure of control.
I adhere to certain philosophic tenants
that were laid down centuries ago
by some very introspective thinkers.
I'm talking about three fuckin' days in Idabel.
Son of a bitch.
Okay, look. I will stay through the weekend.
(Bill) But then I'm out of here.
Do you understand?
Yeah, well. You son of a bitch.
Hey, hey. Don't fuck around. Stop. Jesus.
(Bill) My God.
I think he thought we were selling dime bags.
What is all this?
Well, let me enlighten you on a point or two.
It all starts in the Mommy room.
And you got your young'uns over here. Your juvies.
And your adults in the back.
(Brady) All these lights are sodium vapor,
Hortilux HP thousand watts,
and an incandescent's got too much far red in the spectrum.
Makes the plant grow too tall on the stem
and the leaves get all narrow, the whole thing just keels over.
Plus, it reduces the potency, which is definitely not what we want.
(Brady) Now, LED is getting to be all the rage
'cause it's cooler and it saves you on power costs.
But, I'm a sodium vapor man.
We got your electronic digital ballasts
Hey, raise her up, Bolger!
And who built all this?
Me and Bolger.
(Brady) Some buddies helped.
Your brother designed it all.
The horticulture part.
Quonset hut comes in catalog kit. A kid could assemble it.
We should've got a contractor to pour the pad,
but we couldn't hire one, could we?
What... What are all these?
Oh, NFT spiral system.
NFT?
Yeah. Nutrient Film Technique.
No soil in there. The pipes are filled with hydro-clay.
It's like an expanded clay aggregate. Supports the active capillaries.
It's just that and coconut husks, if you can believe that shit.
No acid. No alkaline in the base. Total sterile medium.
You're looking at seven generations of hybridization cloning.
They're all my special little children.
And we feed you good too, don't we?
Pump the nutrients in up into the medium from underneath.
Big Bud, Connoisseur, Nirvana, Jungle Juice
Tarantula, the whole shiterie.
You're looking at the motherfuckin' state-of-the-art.
I don't know what to say.
Hear that? We rendered him speechless. [Chuckles]
You wanna try some?
No. I make my living with my mind,
and so I like to keep it clear.
I forgot who I was talking to.
You travel in philosophic space time.
Shit. Let's sit on the porch. I got a new varietal. I gotta give her a test drive.
Now, I read a article you wrote in the New York Review of Books,
about a fellar called Heidegigger.
Heidegger?
That's the one.
What fuck kinda name is that?
(Bill) No. It was a review of a book exploring Lacan's take on Heidegger.
Exactly. And that right there is what I don't understand about y'all.
Right? Y'all ever, hardly ever write about a topic.
You write about what some other fella wrote about the topic.
So Heidegigger's got some idea and then some French guy's got a, got a take on that
then you write a review of that and some other fella comes along
and on and on and on and on.
You've very neatly explained academia, Brady.
I'll write an essay for y'all. Called What the Fuck's the Point?
Yeah. I think this is right about where I leave.
Come on. Come on. Hey.
Get you a tug on that.
I said no.
You used to do this more than I did.
Well, I just don't do it any more.
Oh, I know you want some. It's written all of your face.
The shit I grow is better than anything you're gonna taste anywhere.
That Jamaica shit we used to buy tasted like tobacco.
I bet it does.
A tiny taste.
Little, little bitty old taste.
Just p...
[playful] Give it a taste.
Fine. Fine.
Fuck. I don't believe I'm doing this. This is so fucking stupid.
When was the last time you did this?
[Chuckles] Graduate school?
Hot damn, this is gonna lay you out. [Chuckles]
You remember the first time?
With Ma?
I remember.
Fucking ridiculous.
Fuckin' ridiculous.
I guess she just figured we were gonna find out on our own anyway.
I don't wanna know what she was thinking about.
[Bubbling sound]
Oh, come on. Give it a real pull there.
Now, how many buds is you gonna smoke
that's smooth after you ain't done it in a number of years?
I've lengthened the curing process in the Dutch tradition.
And I got the right amount of resin.
Wow.
Yeah.
Easy now, Doctor. Oh.
[Chuckles]
Ah.
[Sighs]
Now we're cookin'.
So, anyways. I seem to recall you didn't think too much of this fella Heidegigger.
What? No. He was a fucking fascist.
He helped out the National Socialists.
All right. But this article was about logic and, and truth,
and how him and some other fella related to, uh...
Analytic philosophy.
What was it?
Analytic philosophy.
There was one word I didn't know. I had to look it up. Epista...
Epistemology.
Espista what?
Epistemology.
Epistemology. Bingo!
Why are we talking about this?
Just solving problems.
To a mess you been in.
And as soon as it hit you, you can't hardly believe you didn't think of it before.
What is it you want, Brady?
Ju... You get you another pull on that.
No. I'm fucking euthanized, uh...
Go on now.
Go on.
[Sighs] Alright. Look. Here's the thing.
All that equipment you seen out yonder?
It was expensive.
So I had to see this Jew in Tulsa who's kinda in the business.
What do you mean he's in the business?
Well, the dope dealing business.
A Jew in the busi... How do you now he's a Jew?
Well, he, trust me. He's a Jew.
Well, what does that mean? He has a Jewish last name?
He's a goddamn Jew.
Don't be anti-Semitic.
Anti-what?
Anti-Jew.
I ain't anti-Jew. I loves everybody.
Oh, Jesus. So, okay. He's a dope dealer. So what?
Well, no, he's not really a dealer. He's a bit more upstream than that.
But I been his main supplier of grass.
I still don't see.
Will you listen? You know, you never listen.
Okay. Okay. Fine. I'm listening.
I need you to be me.
What?
Down here, just like we used to back at home
while I go up there and figure out this whole situation.
No fucking chance, Brady.
I got this one figured. So simple.
All you gotta do is go and visit Mom.
You think Mom won't know the difference between us?
It ain't about Mom, goddamn it. It's the Sheriff.
It's him we're gonna fool.
We don't even look alike anymore.
Bolger said that it took five seconds for the Fuller boys
to think it was me with a shave and a haircut.
Which is why he took me to Broken Bow.
He said you wanted a Coke.
Brady. Brady.
I swear to God.
Even for you...
That might have been Bolger's idea,
but I didn't know nothin' about it
until you all showed up here.
No, you're not. No, we're not...
(Colleen) Hey, honey. Y'all started without us?
(Brady) Well, you know you can't have none of this good stuff.
I know, but I'm being polite 'cause the rest of them can.
That is so weird.
Sorry, Janet. Uh, this is my dear brother Bill,
Bill, this our good friend, Janet.
Hi. I'm Bill.
Are you having a smoke?
Oh, I was, yeah.
Oh, you want some?
Oh, I'm gonna get a beer, thanks.
Yeah. I usually don't either.
Actually, I never do.
It's all right. Nobody can say no to Brady.
I got the mojo. I got the mojo.
I kinda forgot.
Bolger says you're a famous, what was it?
Famous thinker.
"Famous thinker."
He's real famous.
In certain esoteric circles, well, maybe.
And they pay you for that?
Well, I mean, I, I lecture and I, I teach, I am a professor.
I'm just fucking with you.
Oh, you're, yeah.
Nice to meet you.
(Brady) There you go.
Brady!
She's a poet.
What?
Seriously. She writes fuckin' poetry.
And she's the Ladies Noodling Champion of '05.
Her?
(Brady) 125 pounds of catfish
in under 10 hours with nothing but her bare hands.
[Sighs] I tried to get her and Colleen in a three-way once,
but wasn't neither of 'em go for it.
[Sighs]
I am leaving on Sunday. You do understand that, right?
I'm not gonna participate...
No. We'll talk later.
Hey, Bolger, crank her up, man.
Ah!
Oh!
(Bill) In one day almost everything that has happened here
has only served to vindicate why I stay away.
Come on. Don't tell me that goblet of goodness ain't made you happy.
No, even that.
Whatever it actually is.
That's ambrosia, Billy. That's pure ambrosia.
[Guitar strings]
? I'll ride the blue Wind high and free?
? She'll lead you down Through misery?
? Leave your load Come time to go?
? Alone and low As low can be?
? Well, if I had a nickel I'd find a game?
? If I won a dollar I'd make it rain?
? If it rained an ocean I'd drink it dry?
? Lay me down Just to satisfy?
? All legs to walk And thoughts to fly?
So where do you live now?
In Providence. Rhode Island.
Why, why would you come back here?
It's where I wanna write.
I teach for money.
There's a college?
High school. Here in town.
High school?
I tried the tenure track,
but college students are already too culturally informed.
It closes their minds.
How come there weren't more girls like you in Hugo?
Maybe you didn't know how to look.
Yeah. So, you
you teach
English?
I do.
My mother used to do that for awhile.
She must be very proud of you.
I have, uh, I haven't talked to her in quite awhile.
Why not?
That is a very complicated subject.
You're some world famous thinker?
Yeah, hardly.
Some minorly famous thinker?
And you don't let your mother enjoy that?
That's correct.
Why?
Because some day she'll be gone,
then where will you be?
I'll be in the same place I am right now.
Exactly.
You're smart.
You're not as smart as you think you are.
Hey, I just got tricked by my dope-dealing brother.
[Chuckles softly] We all get tricked sometime or other.
Hm. No, I don't think so.
No?
Why?
Combination of what you've been smokin'
and what I'd do with you
you'd never recover.
I would do my best.
[Chuckles]
I'm going home.
Okay. Okay.
You know, can, can we just like, um
I mean, we were, we, we're kind of almost having a...
I'm going noodling tomorrow if you want to tag along.
My brother said that you did that.
Sweet dreams.
Here you go.
Now, check out the best part.
Holy shit.
This here's where I keep it alive.
Wait a minute. Some of these are from our room.
Oh, yeah.
Yep. A few more I picked up along the road,
but all originals, ain't no knock-offs.
(Bill) Wow.
Now, sit you down.
[Chuckles] Ain't that the coup de gras?
I got her off a fellow in Ponca City
'fore me and Colleen hooked up. That was my deal closer, baby.
If she knew what went on in that bed, she'd have never let me keep it.
That's lovely.
Let's get you something for that buzz.
Remember these?
You're still going with vinyl, huh?
Oh, hell, yeah.
I don't go in for no digital.
They can't improve upon the classics, man.
Come on, lay you down.
Lie down.
Now you sound like Momma.
[Sniggers] Sorry.
[Soft rock music]
How's that for a love bite to soothe your aching head?
Hey. Hey.
Don't think that this means that I'm in any way...
We ain't gonna talk about that right now.
I'm just glad you're here, Billy.
? Cocaine tree look fine You gotta put on your Sailing shoes?
? Put on your sailing shoes?
? Everyone will Start to cheer?
? When you put on Your sailing shoes?
? Doctor, Doctor?
Oh, cut it out. Fuck.
How're you feeling, Professor?
What did you do?
Say, uh, I bumped into some clippers.
It feels weird.
What do you think?
Oh, God. What time is it?
It's time to get up.
Hey, I brought you a few things. Put 'em on.
What? Why?
Only that thing we were talking about we gotta get goin'.
No. No, Brady.
That's just not gonna work.
Why?
Because you've given yourself
the stupidest haircut in human history.
Bullshit. You ain't that fancy. Can't tell the difference.
I'm sorry, I never said...
Oh, you know I fixed you up with Janet. And didn't you like her?
My opinion of her is totally unrelated to your infantile scheme.
Hey, you listen.
I ain't foolin'. You gotta help me.
'Cause if I don't get up to Tulsa I'm gonna be in real trouble.
Then go up to Tulsa. Why do I have...
Because some shit might happen in Tulsa to where I...
Where you would rather be seen down here
so that you're not implicated in whatever typically insane criminal behavior you intend.
No fucking way.
All I'm asking you to do is to go and see Mom.
That one little good deed. That's all.
Oh, it's not a good deed and I really don't wanna see Mom.
You come all the way down here.
No. You tricked me into coming, actually.
Oh, will you, it, it's so simple.
All you gotta do is walk into a fuckin' rest home and see your own mother
who you ain't seen in 12 years for God knows why.
And on the way you're gonna pass a pig eating a bear claw.
They don't call them that anymore.
They aren't called "pigs" any more. That's exactly...
So a police.
How do you even know that he'll be there?
'Cause he got a shine on this heifer who sits behind the desk.
All you gotta do is walk in and say, Hi ya, Sharon
I'm goin' see my Ma. And don't say another fuckin' word and just walk on by.
That is the most ridiculous alibi.
All anyone would have to do is find out you have a twin and that I was here.
When we ever been busted before?
You took tests for me all the time.
And I let you go on dates as me.
No. I did that one time when we were 16.
She guzzled your custard, right?
I have felt bad about that ever since.
Come on, Billy.
I'm trying to change my life here.
Fucking hell.
I'm asking as your brother.
Uh, I just walk by.
[Cheerful music]
Say, ain't it Saturday?
Yeah, so?
Think the Jews is in church Saturdays.
You know where it's at?
Can't we look it up?
Well, what if it's more 'n one?
There can't be more than one, can there?
Can I ask you a question?
Shoot.
Do you believe in a higher power?
Yeah, I do.
It's the only way to make sense of all this. Otherwise it's just pure fuckin' chaos.
Like where we was created by Him
and He judges what we do?
No. I think it's more like, like, parallel lines.
Parallel lines?
You know, like two lines go on and on forever don't never touch.
Yeah.
'Cept, 'cept they don't actually exist in nature.
And man can't create no true parallel.
It's just more of a concept.
I learned that shit in high school geometry.
Uh-huh.
Well that concept,
that perfection,
we know it exists.
And we think about it,
But we can never get there ourselves.
I think that right there is God.
(Janet) You ready?
For what?
Come on over here.
Jeez...
You just gonna stand there?
[Laughs]
You have a spiritual aversion to monofilament?
[Chuckles]
(Janet) This is the way it was done 1000 years ago.
I think I can understand that.
You still leaving tomorrow?
I think so.
I'll miss you.
And we barely even know each other.
You have not known What you are
You have slumbered Upon yourself All your life.
Your eyelids have been The same as closed Most of the time.
What you have done Returns already in mockeries.
The mockeries are not you.
Underneath them and within them, I see you lurk.
Who is that?
Walt Whitman
I don't think I ever imagined hearing him recited to me
by a girl gutting a 40-pound catfish.
That's exactly how he should be recited.
He wrote without rhyme or meter.
Free verse. Just whatever he felt inside
coming out in its own intricate rhythm.
Pure, unashamed passion
without definable restriction.
I'm sorry. See, I have a few issues with that.
Why?
Because, some have dared to suggest
that even poetry has rules.
Or you make your own.
Right there. That's the part I never bought into.
Because?
If everybody runs around making their own rules, how can you
find what's true?
There's nothing... There's nothing to rely on.
One night
I split my cicada skin
devoured your leaves
knowing no poison, no law of nourishment
in that larval blindness
a hunger finally true.
Who's that?
That's me.
Maybe what's true is in front of us
and we're moving toward it without even knowing it's there.
Once you think you've got it all solved, what's left?
Don't get any fish innards on me, okay?
[Chuckles softly] Shut up.
So what is the Halacha?
It's the law.
(Rabbi) It's the path that we follow in our daily lives.
It comprises those rituals
that make our lives complete.
Without them, the violence and anarchy of the world prevail.
While Moses talks with God on Sinai
the Jews abandon law
and dance ecstatically before the calf
forgetting the one who brought them out of Egypt.
My friends, in every generation, we are threatened with chaos
and slavery and despair.
And in this dispiriting confusion,
Halacha allows refuge in a world we can't explain.
A world of violence
anarchy in which though the workings of justice
may falter there is a larger and deeper coherence.
Who the fuck is that?
To know this with certainty
is to believe as Jew.
Without law
we are lost
Fuck if I know.
In an arid wasteland no good to each other.
Not this place.
Shabbat Shalom.
Okay. Okay.
So I would like to thank the Hauptman family
for the beautiful flowers that adorn our bema
and to please join us after the Musaf service
for Kiddush in the Kaiser Memorial Auditorium.
Well, thanks for doing this.
Happy to.
All right.
You sure you don't want to come in?
I'll be waiting right over there.
But we'll look kindly later on boys who sort shit out with their mommas.
How do I look?
[Chuckles]
Well, hey, Sharon.
Uh, just gonna see my mom.
Officer.
Oh. Oh. Uh...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, big fella. Oh. Okay.
No, no, not a word from you, Brady, you hear?
You just gonna listen.
The staff here, they found your momma smoking pot the other day.
Now, she's a crazy lady, don't even belong in here.
But it wouldn't do nobody no good to put her away.
The only reason I ain't hauling you in
is 'cause I ain't got proof it was you who give it to her.
But as soon as I do
we're gonna get on your property
and we're gonna find every last ounce of that super-charged grass you grow.
I don't care how many of my men you pay off.
Do you understand?
Yes, sir.
[Sniggers]
And you ain't fooling a soul by cleaning up.
I know just what you is.
(Pug) That ain't at all what I asked you,
I asked you why you supposed to be here three days ago
and you just walk in here now.
We had some business back at home we had to take care of is all.
I heard you made an appearance at Broken Bow.
Well, I just stopped in at the Metotem there and...
My girl wanted some licorice.
Everybody knows those Fuller boys work out at the Metotem
Even the police know that.
She wanted the licorice.
I sure hope my money's in yonder bag.
Well, that's just, uh...
Either that or you got samples of what you're gonna be up to down there.
Don't tell me you done interrupted my day of rest
to utter shit I got no interest making its way between my ears.
We went to the wrong temple at first.
Temple Israel.
Over there on Utica?
If I wanted to go to church, I'd be a Christian.
Might make your life easier.
Who says my life ain't easy?
I don't know. Maybe folks ain't too partial to Jews.
The law would never mark out a Jew as a dope dealer neither.
They leave me alone, by and large.
Way of the world is mysterious.
But every man has his place, each according to his lights.
That could be.
Shaver and Waddell done presented to you a deal, Brady.
An opportunity.
Now, either you got my money in that bag
or we're gonna talk about expanding your situation down there.
Well, I can't do neither.
Why not?
I'm gonna have a family.
And I ain't never had a dad myself so I aim to be a good one.
So I'm done.
At least not in a selling capacity.
So, that's a bag full of money paying me back for setting you up.
Well, hear me out, Pug.
That's gettin' harder because of all the shit I'm listening to.
Okay, look. Me and Bolger, we're gonna take that whole operation that you paid for
we'll haul it up to Broken Bow.
We'll set it up, turn it over to the Fuller Brothers.
I'm gonna teach them everything I know.
[Chuckles]
You can take Bobby Fuller's brain and stick it in the head of a cat
and that animal would keel over and die.
Me and Bolger will do whatever it takes.
Who is paying me back?
I'm working on that, but you ain't never said nothing about a time table.
Oh. It has been over a year, hadn't it?
Yeah. So?
And in all that time, have you heard me ask you for a nickel
in all those 12 months?
No, but you and me both know I've been selling you at a cut rate.
Ah! So,
now you want me to be nice.
I guess I do. What the fuck is wrong with that?
Brady, my people been kicked out of near every country on this planet.
My granddaddy came here because of the pogroms in Russia.
He traveled all over the south selling tchotchkers out of a wagon
because nobody else wanted the job
of taking a wagon 50 miles a day.
Jews got good with money
because Christians didn't wanna touch it!
Now Christians say Jews got all the money
I wonder how that happened?
I give nearly every cent I make to the state of Israel
because Israel is where we put our foot down.
And we said no more.
We ain't gonna be took advantage of no more.
I would just like a little more fuckin' time.
You know what I'd like? I'd like everybody in the world
to call me a cocksucker and give me a dollar!
Why's that?
Because that way I'd be rich and everybody'd love me.
Shaver. Check that peckel.
And if it ain't got my money, kill those sons of bitches.
[Gunshots]
[Suspense music]
Now, Pug. It ain't gotta go this way.
Oh, bring it on, honey.
When you prick me, motherfucker, I sure as shit gonna bleed.
Agh. Ah!
Ah!
Agh!
Ugh.
All right, shit.
Get the spray paint.
[Suspense music continues]
(male) Because Jesus is a, a loving and forgiving God
he don't care where you been. He don't care what you done.
He just wants to love ya up.
And wants you to do the same to him.
You know, he was there when you was born
and he just wants you back again before you perish.
He loves you and holds you
and he comforts you and gives you ever-lasting rest.
Because Jesus is a, is a compassionate God.
Brings to mind the story of, uh, the old man who was walking down the beach.
He stops and he just, he's just taking in the glory of the creation
And suddenly he realizes there's somebody behind him. And he turns and he looks
And it's Jesus.
And he says, Lord, Lord...
Are you listening to this bullshit?
Hey, Momma.
Billy?
Well, you've got a nice view.
I like watching the storms come in.
You used to get so scared of 'em. Do you still?
I don't think anything like that scares me anymore.
If you aren't scared these days, you aren't alive.
I'm sure many people would agree with you.
Coming here didn't scare you?
N... uh, maybe a little.
Why?
I didn't come here to have that conversation, Daisy.
So one minute you were there and then you were gone.
What happened?
No, I, I'm serious. I'm really, really not gonna do this.
Why, Billy?
Billy. Why?
All right. Because we needed a mother
and not another friend to get fucked up with.
I couldn't be both?
But you weren't both.
Are you saying that I didn't raise you?
I don't know what the fuck you were doing.
Reading every book you read
every paper you wrote even when they were beyond me.
I didn't need you to tell me I was smart. I needed guidance.
You never needed anything
Brady did.
You don't have to tell me about Brady.
Don't you think I know that every time he comes here?
All I ever wanted was a tiny taste
of something resembling a normal and rational life.
Where everything's a lie?
You know that I actually went away to school
and took a class in the culture of the Sixties
just to try to understand the way you lived?
The, the, the choices that you made, just to, to try to make sense
out of all that new freedom and upheaval and fucking anarchy?
And you know, the problem is
you tore everything down but you were too lazy to actually build anything
as an alternative.
As usual, you've got it all figured out.
Am I ever gonna see you again?
I don't know. I don't think so.
[Soft music] I'm sorry.
Yeah. Me, too.
[Soft music continues]
Now calm her down.
Calm her right on down.
He ain't gonna get here in time.
Wait!
[Soft music continues]
Other day you met my peaceful side
Now you tell Buddy the next time I slide into Broken Bow
if Bolger wants to shake a snake or if I want a refreshing potable
I expect a little more fuckin' kindness.
[Screams] Ah! Ah! Ah!
Ugh!
[Screams continue]
[Screams and soft music continue]
Jack Rothbaum, known as Pug to his friends,
was a controversial figure in Tulsa's small Jewish community
An enormous success in the oilfield equipment business
he gave millions of dollars to the state of Israel
as well as other Jewish and statewide causes.
Uh-oh.
(female) Pug Rothbaum
was a man of generosity and valor.
Every nickel he made, most of it went to help others,
Jews, Christians, everyone.
He didn't.
What?
(Rabbi) Our community and the city of Tulsa
have lost a great man.
Pug Rothbaum's name adorns buildings and signs
all over our city and state, including various hospital wings
his his museum of Indian heritage
and this rest stop on the Will Rogers Turnpike.
(Brady) Hey, y'all, we're home.
Hey, sweetie.
What have you done?
What you talking about?
This?
(TV) Now, one curious aspect of this case
is that the swastikas were drawn backwards.
Indicating either haste or a lack of familiarity
of anti-Semitic emblems.
Or perhaps, rather more implausibly
that Hindus were involved.
Look, I ain't no Hindu.
The guy you owed money to? A Jew up in Tulsa?
Don't point your finger at me. I've been with Bolger all day
Oh, come, uh, hey, Billy.
Hey. All right, calm her down. I don't wanna upset Colleen. I mean it.
Tell me that you didn't do this.
He was gonna kill us and I had no choice.
Uh! Ah! You... You...
You go to the cops and explain things.
You go and hide, you do anything but that.
And, and, what, what were those swastikas?
The symbols that the Nazis put on all their little trinkets.
I'm familiar with the contextual history of the swastika.
Why would you want it to look like a hate crime?
So it don't look like a drug crime.
Great. Perfect.
Just confirm that we're the redneck hick state
that everybody thinks we are.
Don't talk down Oklahoma.
How? How is it possible that you are so brilliant
and so monumentally selfishly ignorant at the same time?
Were you ever in a situation where it was you or someone else?
I don't put myself in those kinds of situations.
Well, that's the real world, Billy. I hate to tell ya.
If you had to kill someone to protect you or your own you'd do the same thing.
I got a baby coming.
[Suspense music]
I'm leaving tomorrow.
You gonna turn me in?
No. I don't know. I don't know what I'm going to do.
Listen, listen. This guy, he sold drugs all over this state.
You said he didn't sell.
He sold to the ones what sold 'em.
All right? Now, he was comin' here to force me to expand
into shit I don't even wanna talk about.
They're gonna find you and you're gonna get killed
or you're gonna go to jail.
And then where are your wife and kid gonna be?
That's the beauty of it.
Well, I wasn't up there. I was down here. Remember?
Ah! You asshole!
Do you have any idea what you're doing to me?
(Brady) Son of a bitch!
Billy?
You are going to ruin my life!
Ain't nobody gonna know!
Ugh.
[Phone rings]
Oh, answer the phone.
Colleen'll get it.
Just answer the fucking phone.
Hello?
No, it ain't. It's his brother.
What? Who? Who is it?
Well, he's right here. Hang on.
Hello?
Bill. Uh, Nathan Levy.
Nathan! N...
Ugh.
How did you, how did you get this number?
Don't you fucking move.
(Levy) I hope you don't mind.
I, uh, spoke to Maggie Harmon down at Brown.
(Levy) Is this a bad time?
It's fine. Uh, you know what? Give me one second.
Ooh, ooh, sorry.
Sorry, Nathan, go ahead.
Well, you didn't hear this from me, Bill.
But you're about to be ambushed down there.
By whom?
Something about a coed and a poem.
And some other behavior which I would rather allow you to infer.
What?
You've gotta be kidding. Nobody would say that.
Apparently there was a witness, Bill.
Nathan. Na..., Nathan. Listen to me. That is absurd.
That's why I'm reaching out.
But until whatever happened blows over
we can't...
I understand.
Everything all right?
No, it isn't.
Now, where can I find a signal for this?
(Anne) I wrote a poem for you in Latin for when you got back.
It was a send-up of Virgil in dactylic hexameter.
And it was all about what would happen if we were together in mi...
Stop. Inappropriate.
I don't want to hear it.
So I was in the library and Mark Loeb read it over my shoulder.
He sight-translated it?
I know. He was really good.
It had like five hortatory subjunctives.
Anne! Didn't you tell him that it was a fucking poem, that it never happened?
Yes, but he didn't believe me.
So he went to the department.
I guess he was pissed about some B plus you gave him
on a Lucretius paper last year.
Fucking hell!
Did you give him a B plus?
I don't remember, Anne.
So that bitch, Maggie Harmon,
said she caught us that day making out with my shirt off in your office.
Oh.
So I went to her and I told her the truth
and I begged her.
But since the door was closed and I was partially undressed.
And then Professor Laughlin said that in the world of phenomena
appearances are truth, going around quoting the cynics.
He's such a fucking lightweight!
I know. I, I don't wanna hear anymore.
Bill, when are coming home?
(Staci) Stop it.
I told you to leave Staci alone.
(Gabe) She's been on my nerves since Hebrew school.
Eat shit, Gabe.
Right after you eat mine.
Don't you dare speak to anyone that way!
(Staci) He cusses all the time, and so do you.
You both made spectacles of yourselves back there.
(Gabe) The pizza there sucks compared to the pizza in New York!
Well it is the pizza that we have!
And by the way, did I hear you ask your mother for money?
Honey, I don't wanna talk about it.
Don't you have any pride?
Of course I do.
It's your mother!
We're strangling, Suzie. The credit bills alone.
Now until I get my practice up...
(Suzie) When? When?
(Ken) When the kids make friends at school and we meet the parents.
(Gabe) I hate the kids at school.
Right.
(radio) The brutal murder occurred today
after Mr. Rothbaum attended Sabbath...
(Suzie) I said when?
Everyone be quiet!
Though sources close to the investigation say it was a hate crime
Mr. Rothbaum was last seen alive at approximately 1:00 PM
by fellow worshipers at congregation Nev Kiddush here in Tulsa.
[Suspense music]
(Suzie) Wait. Am I supposed to get 3 kids
out of the car by myself?
Just give me a minute.
Honey.
I'm just gonna...
don't wait up for me.
(Suzie) What?
Well, $ 180 will limit you
but it don't mean can't put a bullet in there that's gonna pack a wallop.
Yeah, I, I really don't need, need the bullets.
None of my business, friend, but you carry a firearm, you better be ready to use it.
Uh-huh. Well, uh, see, it's, it's really more for protection.
Now, these here is hollow points.
I appreciate that, but, uh, like I said,
Dog eat dog,
you wanna be the one that's chowing down.
I really don't, I don't plan to chow down.
I'll just take the gun.
Yeah. No.
Well, that's what I need. You just gotta trust me on this.
Yes, you're right. Uh-huh.
(Ken) Tomorrow night, the latest.
Just, yeah, just give, yeah, give everyone a big kiss.
[Suspense music]
(Joe) And I'm telling you he was at that rest home plain as day.
Had a haircut. Looked like a choir boy.
So, how could he have been there, here and in Tulsa?
He was in Tulsa before he was here.
This is one big waste of my time.
And I tell you what else.
I better not hear about any vigilante bullshit.
And do you know why he would have been in Tulsa?
No, Buddy. Educate me.
'Cause him and Pug was fixin' to make a lot more than grass down here.
Who told you that?
Pug Rothbaum. They was gonna push me and Jimmy out of Broken Bow.
He owed Pug over 200,000 for the equipment in his grow house.
Are you telling me the truth, Buddy?
(Bill) You know there's, there's rumored
to be excellent noodling
in the rivers around Boston.
I hadn't heard that.
It's something you might wanna confirm.
Okay. [Sighs]
Bye.
Hey.
You ain't gonna stop off and see Mom one more time?
I don't think so.
Well, I'll see you when I see you.
Hello, there!
You have got to be kidding me.
You know this guy?
Sort of.
I'll be damned.
How can we help you?
Okay. Uh, which of you was it I met on the airplane?
You.
And you murdered Pug Rothbaum.
Wha..., ye...!
[Gunshot]
(Bill) Whoa!
Colleen! Get in the house!
No, no! Don't go in the house! Just get down.
All right. Just calm down. Calm down. It's all right.
No, no, you get back. Give it up. No, no, no.
(Ken) Back! Back!
I got hollow points!
Hollow points?
Go in. Go on over. Get in the cluster. Get in the cluster.
No. This is not happening. I have got a plane to catch.
Well, I'm afraid I can't let you do that.
You are not pointing that gun at me.
Join the group!
This is not happening.
Join the group!
Billy. Billy. Come on.
Thank you!
Listen. Why don't you stop waving that thing?
I don't wanna hurt anyone.
(Brady) No. Okay. Let's just put the gun down.
I just wanna talk.
Why are you doing this?
You flew down here to be his alibi
making him a murderer and you an accessory.
And this is a Christian state.
But we're very Old Testament when it comes to murder.
He'll get the chair
and you'll get life!
Who the fuck is this guy?
Chris..., I, w...
You're an orthodontist.
I am drowning in debt.
(Ken) I've been trying to set up a new practice.
But I still owe on the insurance premiums from the last one.
Plus all the equipment!
I have a wife and three kids!
Why don't you get to the fuckin' point?
Until my kids can make friends at school...
No, no, no. Listen.
Bill! Hey!
I am a guy that you met on an airplane.
Keep back!
(Ken) I said, keep back.
(Bill) Really, really...
I really mean it.
Please.
Keep the hell back!
[Chuckles]
Pull the trigger. Put a bullet in my skull. I give up. It's perfect.
[Chuckles]
[Grunts and moans]
[Sobs]
[Growls]
[Sobs] I'm sorry!
(Ken) I'm sorry.
It's fine. Just go home.
(Brady) Billy, we can't let him go now.
(Bill) We are.
Just let it go and, uh, everybody, just go home.
Brady.
Hey, you! Where do you think you're going?
[Growl and gunshot]
(Colleen) [Screams] Oh, my God!
(Janet) Bill, no!
[Gunshot] Ugh!
(Colleen) Oh!
Oh, Brady.
(Colleen) Oh, Brady.
[Soft music]
Oh! Janet, call 911. Oh.
Baby, I think my momma might have called it.
She might have been right.
[Dogs bark]
Police comin'.
Billy. Billy.
Hey, Bill.
(Joe) Yeah. We need a EMT.
[Radio walla and sirens]
(Brady) Hey, Bill!
(Colleen) Bill. Bill. Bill.
Gimme that! Gimme that!
Bill, look at me.
Go see that Rabbi up in Tulsa
All those drawings we did at Pug's
tell her we didn't mean nothin' by 'em.
No, just promise me.
You promise me.
You're gonna tell her yourself.
(Joe) Round this side.
Come here.
Okay. Now. Now, you ain't killed nobody.
(Brady) Diogenes Laertius has recorded for us
the Greek philosopher Epicurus' thoughts on death.
It is irrational to fear an event
if when that event occurs we're not in existence.
And since when death is, we are not
and when we are, death is not
then it's irrational to fear death
One might just as well, Epicurus argued, fear birth.
I was born just a few minutes before my brother, Brady.
(Bill) He lived life on his own terms
indifferent to fear
either his own or those of others.
And let's be honest,
by any normal measure
my brother was a criminal and a colossal fuck up
[chuckles] Oh, man.
But,
in the years that we were together
when we were growing up
he gave me the happiest
freest times
that I will ever know.
I don't know why it took me so long to realize that.
I left Little Dixie
because of my own fears
My greatest regret is that
I never told him how difficult that really was.
[Soft guitar]
Bolger, how did you get those scars?
Prison with your brother.
My brother wasn't in prison.
Two years on possession.
I think he ain't wanted you to know that.
Saved my life, too.
Three guys jumped me with box cutters
and your brother, Brady, went berserk.
Kept the both us alive in there.
I can't believe he never...
Wished I could've repaid the favor.
? So tell my baby I said so long?
? Tell my mother I did no wrong?
? Tell my brother To watch his own?
? Tell my friends To mourn me none?
[soft guitar music continues]
? A chain Upon the face of time?
? Feeling full Of foolish rhyme?
? There ain't no dark 'Til something shines?
? I'm bound to leave This dark behind?
So,
to what do I owe this visit?
My brother killed Pug Rothbaum.
Your brother?
It was the same man
who was shot by Ken Feinman?
Have you told the police?
I will.
He wanted you to know
that it wasn't a hate crime.
I find it hard to believe your brother didn't have something against Jews.
I know, but he didn't.
Then I'll have to believe you.
[Sighs]
Is there something else?
Why... Why do you think...
Why do we...
We are animals, Professor Kincaid.
Just brains that trick us into thinking we aren't.
What, uh, what can I do with that?
Repair.
What?
All of us, you, me,
your brother, Pug,
we break the world.
Help repair it.
[Soft piano music]
Hey.
(male) Come on over here.
(male) What's this about, Bolger?
I'll let Billy speak.
Have a seat.
Well, go on. Say what you got to say.
My brother had a lot of equipment.
His grow house.
Yeah.
We've talked to a lawyer.
The police can't confiscate it.
Now, it's a high-quality system. It's hydroponic.
I'm proposing to sell it to you.
That's the whole list.
That, that, that's at a, a discount price.
Yeah, well, I don't see it quite like this.
Why not?
'Cause your brother never paid Pug for that equipment.
(Bill) So what?
So why I gotta pay you for it?
Because my brother is dead.
I have to cover funeral costs.
He had bills that weren't paid,
He had a mortgage and his wife is expecting a baby now.
Okay? All I'm trying to do
is cover his debts and leave his family with a little something
can you understand that?
Well, I'm one of his debts, see?
Before your brother and Bolger got out of the penitentiary
I had this whole area southeastern Oklahoma.
And Pug Rothbaum come to me for his grass.
And now you're going to have all of that again
and better product, besides.
Your brother owes me that equipment.
Come on, man! Don't you want to repair the world?
What?
We're breaking the world. Don't you want to fucking repair it?
What I want is for you to give me that equipment
and then to go back east with all the other faggots
that think that New York City's the only place on Earth.
I don't live in New York City.
That don't mean that you don't think you're better than us.
We are better than you. We use our powers of thought!
Don't you turn your back on me.
(Bill) You fucking hick!
Don't you walk away.
Just keep walking. Don't look back.
Lot's wife.
Who?
She turned into a pillar of salt...
[swoosh]
Ugh.
Motherfucker.
[Groans] Ugh.
(Bill) Help. Help me!
I can't!
[Choking] Get it out.
It's barbed! They gotta fletch it.
[Moans]
[Suspense music]
[Breathing heavily]
[Cries and moans]
(Bill) Ah!
Agh!
Ah!
[Moans] Oh, my God!
Help me!
No! No!
(Bolger) Come on. Get outta there.
(Bolger) You get outta there.
[Starts engine]
Agh!
Ah! [Shoots]
[Police sirens]
(Bolger) He got shot. Barbed arrow.
(male) How long ago?
(Bolger) About 10 minutes.
(male) Keep him on his side.
(male) Let's get some vitals.
378. Give me a line there.
Here you go.
(female) Open it up.
(Doctor) You folks wanna come with me?
Now the arrow missed his heart by an inch
and his spine by centimeters.
So, what does this mean for him?
Well, it'll be a long recovery.
I guess I don't need to tell you this.
But you saved his life.
[Thunder]
[Baby cries]
(female) Yes, yes, yeah.
Billy, it's fixin' to rain.
Thanks, Mom.
You know,
I think I'm just gonna sit here for awhile.
In the rain?
I used to be so scared of these summer storms.
And then when I went east, I missed them.
I was so frightened that I used to hide in the closet and cover my ears.
And I hated that.
So I went to the library
and I studied them.
I learned everything I could about them,
how they happened, what made them happen,
the name of every cloud.
And?
They still happened.
You mind if I stay out here with you?
I wish you would.
[Soft guitar music]