副警长！
扔下你的 武器和投降。
(吉姆)不!
不？
不，不是一个选择。
吉姆]你投掷 那么你的枪就下来了。
事情不是这样的
[吉姆]嗯，看起来像 唯一的解决方案
就是扔掉我们的枪 一起躺下。
好的。
吉姆：好吧，怎么样？ 这是我的主意。
这差不多是好的 你要怎么办就怎么办。
现在你可以拿走它
或者我们可以让我们 枪能说话。
好吗?
（吉姆）好，交易。
好吧。
你准备好了吗?
[吉姆]是的。
一，
二，
三，
那是什么鬼东西?
我们有一个协议
吉姆:嗯，我是个罪犯。
应该是邪恶的。
这是真的。
尽管如此,
我要把它记下来 对我来说是一场胜利。
(吉姆)因为什么?
枪毙你。
非常肯定 构成胜利。
怎么会这样？ 你甚至没有打我。
嗯，你知道规则。
万一发生 无法解决的争端——
领带属于副手。
对的。
因为罪犯， 嗯，他们从来没有赢过。
至少不是长期的。
为什么我总是拥有 成为罪犯。
我们已经解决了这个问题。
面具，它让我 幽闭恐怖的
如果罪犯 不戴面具吗？
现在听你自己说。
你认为罪犯 犯下罪行
没有面具或一些 一种战术伪装？
好的。
你说得对， 这太荒谬了。
[瑟曼]嗯。
[吉姆]呃，我饿了。
介意我抽烟吗？
[男人]不，夫人， 一直往前走。
(玛拉)那么，什么？ 带你去尚代肯？
我本该见面的 我的新娘在奥尔巴尼，
但是有 一些并发症。
嗯，至少你 看起来精神很好。
早上好,代表。
早上好，玛拉。
我们需要一个计划。
是的。
嗯,,怎么样
你们去吧，孩子们。
谢谢,玛拉。
怎么样？ 逮捕记录
在一场悲惨的火灾中被烧毁
那也夺走了生命 三个无辜的人？
除非我们需要尸体
哦，是的。
哦，是的，那些是 很难得到。
呃。
我得到了它。
(吉姆)嗯?
这个怎么样。
我们逮捕了这么多人 那些记录的盒子
成为麻烦 在办公室里,
所以我们别无选择 但要出示记录
一个存储设备 奥尔巴尼的北部。
他们到达后不久, 它被大火烧毁了。
我像这样。 -你喜欢吗?
-是的。 -好的,很好。
然后计划。
还有一个半小时。 直到警长来了。
谁知道呢,可能吗 偶尔发生。
对不起,先生。
有什么我们可以帮忙的吗?
没有,先生。
哦，我是 殴打抢劫
一群青少年。 今天早上。
在尚代肯？
不，奥尔巴尼。
我只是开车过去。
哦，那是在外面 我们的管辖权，
但如果你喜欢，我们可以 帮助你归档
刑事诉讼。 奥尔巴尼治安部门。
哦,不,不。
我不会想去 通过所有的麻烦。
怎么了 有馅饼吗？
哦，警长 今日进城
审核季度 逮捕记录。
所以,没有理由 浪费食物。
是的,女士。
Yep.
Mmm.
[Marla] All right?
Yeah.
Yeah, we unfortunately haven't made an arrest
this quarter.
Or the three quarters before that.
Yeah, and in the six years prior to that,
we only made one arrest.
[clearing throat]
And that son of a bitch got away.
Oh yeah.
Turns out it's not illegal
to fish without a license if you don't catch anything.
Marla, let me ask you something.
You'd say you know us pretty good, right?
We're practically family.
You think we're good deputies?
Well, the way I see it,
if you're not arresting anyone,
it means there's no crime, and if there's no crime,
it means that you two are pretty darn good deputies.
Uh-huh. And that is exactly what we'll tell the sheriff.
Thanks, Marla.
What's the damage?
Two cents for my two cents.
The rest, as usual, on the house.
Are you kidding about that two cents, Marla?
I don't carry change.
It doesn't feel good in my pockets.
[Marla] Oh, forget it.
[gun clicking]
[Jim] Get out of there.
[door slamming]
Sheriff.
[coughing]
Morning, sir.
Can I offer you a pastry, sir?
Awful tasty.
[throat clearing]
Yes, sir.
Good choice.
[Thurman] Yes, sir.
How was your trip, sir?
Alone.
[Thurman] That's good, I guess.
[spitting]
I got a deposition 30 minutes right outside Kingston,
so let's skip the pleasantries
and get right down to brass tacks.
Yes, sir.
Well?
Well, I got some good news for you, sheriff.
No arrests to review this quarter.
What we figure is if there's no arrests,
one could extrapolate that there's no crime.
And if there's no crime, then all in all,
I'd say we're doing a pretty bang up job.
Sir.
Well, I mean if there's no crime,
well then, why would I need a deputy in Shandaken,
much less two of them.
Well, God forbid there is a crime, sir,
-we would protect the citizenry. -Uh-huh.
So, we're kind of worried about hypothetical crime.
-[Thurman] Yes, sir. -Mmm.
As well as the threat of actual crime,
which is always omnipresent.
What, what, what Deputy Hayford means to say
is um, we, uh,
we just, um,
don't have the reports.
We don't have the reports for the crimes,
which there were a lot of crimes.
That's correct. That's right.
You know, I was playing coy earlier.
I didn't wanna toot my own horn,
but truth be told, we've made so many arrests,
you know, that the boxes of records were piling up
and becoming cumbersome around the office.
I mean, there must've been, I lost count,
so we went ahead and shipped those up north,
-just north of Albany. -Yeah.
-Was it? -Yeah.
-That's where it was. -Yeah.
And, here's the kicker, sir.
When they got there, the whole thing was ravaged by fire.
Everything gone, all of it, just burnt up.
Typical, late firemen.
Well, don't throw them under the bus.
Mmm.
Well, now, now let me be clear here.
See, your duty is to serve and protect
the good people of Shandaken, right?
And the way we show that we are serving and protecting
the good people of Shandaken,
is arrests and convictions.
Now, now, my budget is controlled
by a bunch of son of a bitch politicians up in Albany
and you know what they really like?
-Money. -[Jim] Prostitutes.
Results.
And when they don't see results,
well, they, they reduce my budget
and I just don't like having my budget reduced.
Mm-mm.
Now, wearing that badge is a privilege
and goddamn it, your arrest records reflect poorly
on every man who's had the honor of pinning that
to his uniform.
So effective immediately, your employment
at the Shandaken sheriff's department is terminated.
I'm gonna need your badges and your firearms.
[leather squeaking]
[Thurman] Easy.
There you go.
Someone from human resources up in Albany
will contact you about your pensions presently.
-[gun dropping in drawer] -[drawer slamming]
You got till the end of the day
to clear out your personal effects.
Now, if you'll excuse me,
I'm due in Kingston.
[door slamming]
What are you doing?
Packing up.
You just wanna quit?
We didn't quit, Thurman,
we got fired.
Let me ask you something, Jim.
If we're not deputies, then what the hell are we?
We're nothing.
Wrong, we're worse than nothing.
We're civilians.
[phone ringing]
Shandaken sheriff's department.
[Arthur] I need to speak to the sheriff,
-post-haste. -Who's calling?
This is Warden Arthur B. Cox,
Adirondack County Correctional.
Well, I'm sorry, Warden.
Sheriff's got a deposition in Kingston.
If you wait a couple hours, you're likely
to reach him at the courthouse.
No, no, no. Can't wait.
Is there a deputy on duty?
Yes, sir, two deputies on duty.
[Arthur] Well then, deputy, hold on to your johnson.
We're not deputies.
-Shh. -This morning at O600,
head check came up one short, prisoner 614.
Fine then.
COs discovered a tunnel,
hidden behind the toilet in his cell,
spanned 400 feet.
Son of a bitch must've held it for months.
Anyhow,
we got word that a hunting party
saw a fella in shackles, matching his description,
up on Slide Mountain.
Now, if I'm not mistaken,
that sits square within the middle of your jurisdiction.
Yes, sir, it does.
Good, any questions?
Uh, yes, sir.
What do you want us to do?
Well, for starters, catch the son of a bitch.
-He murdered a deputy in cold blood, back in '58. -Jesus.
Left a widow and three daughters.
So, if anything happens,
nobody's gonna lose sleep over a dead cop-killer.
Godspeed, deputy.
I'm counting on you.
Yes, sir, and I just wanna let you know,
on behalf of the--
-[dial tone humming] -Hello?
Is he gone? He's gone.
[phone hanging up]
[sighing]
I know what we're gonna do.
Nothing. We ain't doing nothing.
You heard the sheriff as same as I did.
We're gonna hike out to Slide Mountain,
capture the prisoner, return him to justice.
We'll be heroes.
Sheriff will have no choice, but to give us our jobs back.
Thurman, we swore an oath
to uphold the law.
It seems awful wrong to break it.
Tell me, Jim, what law are we breaking?
Impersonating an officer.
We're not impersonating anyone.
Badge or no badge, we're deputies.
And you're right, we did swear an oath
to the good people of Shandaken.
And I'll be damned if I leave them in their time of need.
There's a cold-blooded killer out there, Jim.
And goddamn it, we're gonna find him.
Get your hat.
[door opening]
[rock smashing schackles]
We head out in the wilderness, we capture the prisoner,
return him to justice, at which point,
we will inevitably be hailed as heroes
and the sheriff will have no choice
but to give us our jobs back.
-That's a dynamite plan. -[slamming table]
-See? -And no one's disputing that.
What makes you think that we can find him,
much less apprehend him?
The Slide Mountain wilderness is 45,000 acres
of rugged beauty.
He could be anywhere.
Oh, I don't know. Maybe the fact that
we're highly-trained sheriff's deputies.
We've been training for this our entire lives.
This whole, a culmination of all of our experience.
-We don't even have our guns. -It's just an apex of things that we've learned.
We don't have our guns. What are we gonna do?
This man killed a deputy in cold blood.
What makes you figure he's just gonna give up to us willingly, huh?
Still have the keys to the outpost.
Take munitions from there.
Your solution is to burgle?
No, my solution's not...
no one's gonna burgle.
Obviously return 'em once this whole thing's over with.
-You see, legally, that's borrowing. -[Thurman] Thank you.
How do you borrow bullets that you took and shot?
That doesn't make sense.
-You can't-- -Sure, you can.
What are you gonna, it's a used bullet.
Little IOUs, little IOUs. We'll tally 'em out.
So then, it's not a borrowing situation.
No, it's an IOU situation.
And you know what, that's honorable.
People honor IOUs.
Our word is our bond and I'm done arguing
about this with you.
Look at me.
Are you in or are you out?
Thurman, wait.
No, remind me one more time.
If we're not deputies, then what the hell are we?
Oh, I hate to interject,
but that'll be $2.85
for the meatloaf and the shakes.
I beg your pardon?
$2 and 85 cents for the meatloafs and the shakes,
plus a gratuity if you'd like.
Uh, Marla, it's always been on the house.
Well, that was different.
You used to be deputies.
-I'm in. -Uh-huh.
Marla, I'm gonna have to owe you.
But we will pay.
[bell on door ringing]
[Thurman] All right, here's the plan,
0800, begin pursuit of prisoner.
Yep.
1200, break for lunch, which is?
-Sandwich platter. -All right.
1300 hours, continue pursuit of prisoner.
Now here's the part where it gets a little bit fuzzy,
but I estimate that some time between 1400 and 1600 hours,
we'll apprehend the prisoner, set up camp for the night,
and head on back in the morning.
So, best guess, I'd say everything'll be back to normal
by 1300 tomorrow, which for my money,
can't come soon enough.
Now, what do we got for rations?
A lunch and dinner today, breakfast tomorrow,
and assorted snacks and refreshments.
All right, good. Anything beyond that,
we'll just have to hunt and kill ourselves.
Map.
Map. Map.
-Map. -[Thurman] Yep.
The Slide Mountain wilderness comprises 47,500 acres
and 16 peaks.
Marked foot trails provide access to the remote interior,
traversing rocky summits that are thick
with balsam forest, home to a host of wildlife,
including black bears, whitetail deer,
porcupine, and snowshoe hare.
The Burr-ohs Range, made up of Slide, Cornell,
Wittenberg Mountains, is named for famed naturalist,
John Burr-ohs.
-[Thurman] Burroughs. -Burr-ohs.
Burroughs.
Burr-ohs.
Its imposing beauty inspired him to write,
quote, "Here the works of man dwindle," end quote.
A plaque commemorating Burr-ohs, is permanently affixed
to the summit rock on the Catskill's highest peak,
Slide Mountain.
We should visit that, if we have time.
Which way then?
Up.
[Thurman] Up, up.
[Jim] Up.
Hey, how much you wanna bet I can shoot this can
off that rock in one shot?
That one?
This can right here.
Depends how far away you are.
15 paces?
[throat clearing]
I got a buck says you can't.
-[gun dropping] -Oh, dropped your gun.
Yep.
15 paces.
[gun cocking]
[gunshot]
That's $1, my friend.
-Double or nothing. -[gun cocking]
[gunshot]
Double or nothing again.
[gun cocking]
[gunshot]
[laughing]
-Again. -I like those odds.
Well, if it's so easy, why don't you try it?
Double or nothing.
[gunshot]
All right, how 'bout first one to hit it
-wins five bucks. -All right.
[gun cocking]
[guns firing]
[tree rustling]
[prisoner] Shit.
[guns firing]
[guns clicking]
[gunshot]
[grunting]
[gunshot]
Hurry up.
Hey, did you pack the reserves?
Reserves? What reserves?
The reserve ammo for sport and recreation.
[Jim] I didn't bring any reserve ammo.
You didn't bring any reserves.
I packed a big bag of bullets.
One bag of bullets?
A big bag.
Well, we're out, Jim.
Quit joking, Thurman.
There ain't no ties in gun-shootin'.
I ain't joking.
[Jim] I knew this was a bad idea from the get-go.
All right, just calm down, let me think, all right?
My ears are ringing. I can't hear myself--
-[Jim] We gotta turn back. -I'll come up with another plan.
We're not turning back. Deputies do not turn back.
Well, we're not deputies anymore, are we?
-[match striking] -We're out of ammo,
we don't know where the prisoner is,
and goddamn it, I'm getting hungry again.
[sighing] Okay, I can't help but feel a little attacked right now.
Well, sorry, but...
-under the current-- -[fingers snapping]
You know, the way I see it, you got a gun pointed at you,
you ain't worried about whether or not it's loaded.
That's your plan?
-[gun cocking] -Ah!
It's a bee.
I'm allergic.
-[gun cocking] -Ah!
There's a lot of bees.
Stop doing that, anyway.
We'll start losing light soon.
We should make camp here.
I think if we just have a nice good meal by the fire,
we'll sit and think about what to do
for the next couple days.
Oh, beg your pardon?
Well, it's gonna take at least a couple more days out here
at the rate we're going.
We only got enough rations till tomorrow.
Well, then we'll hunt our own food.
With what bullets?
Well, we got knives, don't we?
You gonna pounce on a squirrel and stab it to death?
[scoffing] Jesus.
Huh?
No, that's grim,
it's a grim thought.
I just think if we stick to the plan,
everything'll be okay.
[distant murmuring]
Well, the plan ain't working.
[distant murmuring]
[Thurman] Did you see what I did?
What? What'd I miss?
-What'd I miss? -Shhh.
[men chattering]
Excuse me, sheriff's deputy,
we'd like a word with you, folks.
-[both] Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. -[guns cocking]
Put those guns down right now.
Drop 'em.
Put 'em down.
Drop 'em.
Easy, easy.
We're just out here hunting, that's all.
[gun clicking]
Lower it, put it down.
Alexi and his brother here,
I hired them to help me bag a black bear.
It's gonna look real good in my foyer.
You say you're sheriff's deputies.
I see no badges.
How do we know we're not being bamboozled?
This one has big beautiful blue eyes, like porcelain doll.
[laughing]
How long you been sheriff deputy?
Two days?
Since the day I was born.
[laughing]
That is something sheriff deputy would say.
Okay, okay.
Listen, we're tracking a prisoner.
He murdered a deputy in cold blood
and he's on the loose somewhere in these mountains.
Now, I apologize, but I'm afraid we're gonna have to
commandeer your munitions.
Munitions?
All we gots shells, man.
You ever try to take down a black bear with a pistol?
All you're gonna do is piss that son of a bitch off,
I guarantee it.
Well, then we'll take a couple of those rifles
-off your hands too. -[growling]
-No, no, no, no. -I'll make a deal with you.
If I give you these rifles,
you boys'll skedaddle?
That's right.
All right, give it to him.
That's all right.
[mumbling]
[Thurman] We're gonna need the ammo too,
-all of it. -All of it?
That's right.
There's a cold-blooded killer on the loose
and we gotta catch him.
All right. Time for you boys to get!
Wow.
Being awful rude.
I ain't being rude. You the one that interrupted us.
We out here minding our own damn business.
Why you so anxious for us to go?
You are repelling animals.
-[Thurman] What? -Huh?
You are repelling animals.
I'm still not getting it, but I think that you guys are hiding something.
[Jim] He's hiding something in his cheeks.
-I ain't hiding shit. -No.
[Thurman] Well, why don't you step aside?
-No. -[Thurman] Step aside, that's an order.
[Hunter] God damn it.
All right. They's trapping.
Can't do that. It's illegal.
Where we're from, perfectly legal.
-Legal. -Well, in this country, it's illegal.
-Yeah. -And you gotta stop doing that or I'll arrest you.
What about your goddamn prisoner?
Goddamn it, that's out business.
Now, look, I'll...
I'll let you off with a warning
if you promise just to stop setting these traps.
Okay, okay, we'll stop.
-No promises. -Good.
And if you see and suspicious acts,
just make sure you alert the proper authorities,
like us, okay?
What about that?
-That about that? -Zat about zat?
[Russian Hunter] That.
-That, about that. -Zat.
[Russian Hunter] That.
-That. -Where's he pointing?
-Hold that. -Yeah.
He's still pointing over there.
You see anything?
Yep. Take a look.
[Jim] Oh, there's a fire over there.
[Thurman] You got it.
[Jim] We should go there.
-Come on. -Let's go.
Thank you.
-[light piano music] -Sorry about the wait, sheriff.
It's my first day and I'm still trying
to get a handle on things.
Folks have been really nice, patient too.
Can you remind me what you want on your potato.
The works.
Sour cream, bacon, scallions, cheddar cheese,
the works.
Sour cream, bacon, scallions,
cheddar cheese.
All right, is there anything else I can do for you?
[blowing smoke]
Bless us, oh lord,
for these thy gifts we're about to receive from your bounty.
Through Christ, our lord, amen.
[phone ringing]
[footsteps approaching]
[waitress] Phone call for you, sir.
[footsteps departing]
[fork dropping]
What is it?
[Arthur] Sheriff, Warden Cox.
State your business, Warden.
[Arthur] Given the gravity of our situation,
I expected an update on the status of our prisoner,
professional courtesy aside.
This one hell of a blemish on the otherwise alabaster
complexion of my penitentiary!
Now, I spoke to your deputies down in Shandaken yesterday.
I don't know what your boys do down there.
I guess I just assumed that they would inform you
of the goings-on.
Warden, with all due respect,
this is the first I'm hearing about prisoner--
[Arthur] 614!
Prisoner 614.
[laughing]
Oh, all right.
Sure, sheriff.
Me neither.
Just make sure they get rid of the body.
I got enough bad press up here as it is.
I don't need that shit storm rolling through here.
Now you listen to me, Warden.
Now, I swear to God, you better tell me
what the hell's going on or I will--
Oh, don't worry 'bout me, sheriff.
I'm a vault.
We never even had this conversation.
[laughing]
[phone hanging up]
[rock smashing shackles]
Are we sure it's him?
It's him.
[blowing]
[grunting]
Oooh.
Freeze!
Sheriff deputy.
I know who you are.
Caught ya. [laughing]
Stand up nice and slow.
Keep your hands where I can see 'em.
Okay, hands up!
Now, taking you in
and that's just the way it's gotta be.
Shit!
Please don't, please don't shoot me.
Please, I'm so sorry.
I didn't, I'm so sorry.
I'm not even a police officer.
If you're into killing cops,
I'm not even a police officer.
[gun cocking]
You better put that gun down
or I will literally shoot you in the back of the head
with this rifle.
-[heavy breathing] -Get on your knees.
That's right.
Easy, easy.
Jim, you wanna compose yourself and come over here?
[Jim] Yeah.
[Thurman] Prisoner 614,
you are under arrest for escape.
Anything you say at this--
Wanna grab your gun?
Yeah.
-[Thurman] You all right? -You saved my life.
Well, hell yeah.
This sorry excuse for a man's already killed one deputy.
Not about to let him do it again,
much less my partner.
I ain't killed nobody.
Hey, prisoner.
I'm gonna tell you this one time,
I'm gonna tell it to you plain.
We ask the questions around here and I don't recall asking you
"are you a killer," because the answer's obviously yes,
-yes, you are. -No, I'm not, deputy.
[Jim] Be a good sport, prisoner.
You lost fair and square.
Nobody likes a sore loser.
You got your cuffs?
Let me make something abundantly clear to you, prisoner.
Your now in the custody of not one,
but two sheriff's deputies from the Shandaken
sheriff's department.
It's our job to escort you back to prison.
That's exactly what we're gonna do.
If you look like you're even thinking about escapin' again,
we shoot.
I've been training for this exact moment
my entire life, you understand?
I owe you an apology, Thurman.
No need.
No, it's like you said.
Badge or no badge, we're deputies.
We stick together.
You want some food, prisoner?
-Yeah. -Yeah?
Yes, what?
Yes, please.
[sucking teeth]
We do not reward bad manners in this outfit.
We got a big day tomorrow. It's time to turn in.
If you try any funny business when we're sleeping,
you're liable to wake up dead.
Keep it moving, prisoner.
Go on, you heard him.
Come on. Don't be obstinate.
Hey, there's no point in delaying the inevitable.
Now, let's go.
Carry you up if I have to.
[grunting]
Shit.
Jim, are you pushing?
-I am. -[Thurman] God.
What the hell's your problem?
I ain't going back.
Well, that's where you're wrong, prisoner.
Yeah, you're a prisoner. Prisoner's belong in prison.
No bellyaching is gonna change that.
Now you can either walk or you can get shot.
Your choice.
You gonna shoot me?
-Then shoot me then. -[Jim] Eh.
Why you gotta make everything so dramatic.
It's just prison.
It's not like we're talking about going to--
-Massachusetts. -[Thurman] Massachusetts.
Oof.
You ever been locked up 23 hours a day?
Somebody tellin' you what to do, when to do it?
Treated like an animal in a cage?
You know what that feels like?
Me personally? No, I'm not a criminal.
Yeah, we're not criminals.
So, we don't know.
You don't know what the hell you talkin' 'bout then.
-Hey. -Hey.
I've seen more than my fair share of prison movies.
So, I may not have been to prison myself,
but I have been transported there
through the magic of motion pictures.
I saw Cool Hand Luke a couple of months back.
Prison didn't seem that bad.
A lot of eggs, surprising amount of eggs.
Heaven if you like eggs.
The dumbest thing I ever heard in my life.
You could shoot me, but I ain't going back.
Now, you are going back.
If you don't like it,
well, should've thought of that
before you killed a sheriff's deputy.
I ain't a killer. Look, I'm trying to tell you.
Oh, you were put in prison for no good reason?
Last time I heard, we don't do that in America.
-Man, I ain't never killed-- -All right, that's enough.
Now, we're bringing you in,
dead or alive.
So, I'm gonna ask you this one more time,
you wanna walk or you wanna get shot?
I ain't a killer.
If I was, your partner would be dead.
Well, maybe you're a killer and a coward.
I don't know. I don't know what you're in for.
In '58 I went to a protest, Albany.
Deputy came in, arresting people.
Fat ass deputy had a heart attack trying to chase me.
I ain't kill him though.
Prisoner, let me tell you something.
Even if we did believe you, which to be clear,
-we do not. -We do not.
Wouldn't make a lick of difference.
Our job is to bring you in
and that's exactly what we're gonna do.
I don't wanna kill you, but I will.
Then do it.
[gun cocking]
[gunshot]
He said if he was a killer, your partner would be dead.
And?
I'm your partner.
-So? -I'm not dead.
Does that preclude him from being a killer?
It's a logical fallacy.
It's typical criminal behavior.
Given to lies, deception--
-So, he is a killer? -[gun cocking]
You take another step, it's gonna be your last.
What in the goddamn hell you boys think you're doing?
Getting results, sir.
You do recall, don't you,
that as of two days ago, your employment
with the Shandaken sheriff's department,
was terminated with cause?
[Thurman] Yes, sir, we just, we thought--
You thought? You thought, you thought what?
You wanna get your dumb asses locked up from two to four?
We wanted to show you we were good deputies, sir.
So, we thought maybe if we caught the prisoner,
well, you'd see that and consider giving us our jobs back.
He killed one of our own, sir.
No, I didn't.
What'd you say?
Prisoner 614?
Now, you answer me when I speak to you, boy.
Yes, sir.
There's a special place in hell for your kind
and if I had my way, I'd send you there right now.
Do you understand me, boy?
-Yes, sir. -You killed a deputy.
I can't change that.
What I can do is make sure
that you pay the consequences for your actions
for the rest of your natural born life
and I promise as long as I'm standing here,
I'm gonna live up to that.
I ain't killed nobody.
[grunting]
Say it again.
[prisoner] I ain't kill nobody.
Say it again!
[prisoner] I ain't kill nobody, sir.
[gun cocking]
Maybe we got a bit off track, sir.
Uh, um...
maybe.
Like I told you, you broke the law.
[sighing]
You also showed some gumption.
-[gun clicking] -We just did what we thought was right, sir.
He killed one of our own, sir.
We're not gonna let him get away with that.
Well, I don't know.
It's possible I was wrong about you two.
I'll tell you what.
From this moment forward,
I'm gonna deputize you two as officers of the law.
You get that son of a bitch back to Shandaken office,
you get him ready for transport, you got your jobs back.
[Thurman] Yes, sir, we will not disappoint you.
Oh, you sure won't disappoint, 'cause if you do,
you're gonna end up with your little pal here up north.
You understand?
-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.
Should we get a move on then?
Not we, you.
Four hours with this son of a bitch,
I'd send him to an early grave
and he'd be getting off easy at that.
Now, look, I want you to rely on your training. I want you vigilant.
This son of a bitch killed a deputy in cold blood
and don't think he won't try it again.
Don't forget that.
-Yes, sir. -We won't.
[hocking and spitting]
-[exhaling deeply] Oh, yes. -[laughing]
Yes, yes, yes.
That could not have gone any better.
For some of us, it did.
How did you know this was all gonna work out?
[Thurman] Well, I'll tell you, Jim.
No other reason than the simple fact
that it had to work out.
We're deputies.
You can't just take that away from us.
[Jim] What if it didn't?
[Thurman] Never even considered that possibility.
You?
-[Jim] I like animals. -[Thurman] Okay.
[Jim] So, I figured I'd probably end up
in the fur business, be a trapper.
When's the last time you saw a marker?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I don't know. I've been following you.
I've been following him.
The...
Why would you follow the prisoner?
-He's in front. -Hey, prisoner.
If you don't want people to treat you like a criminal,
-then maybe you should stop acting like one. -I've just been going down.
Then how come we were just going up a few minutes back?
-Yeah? -I don't know.
I didn't make the mountain.
You're making a mountain out of a molehill
with your attitude about all this.
Well, we can't be that far off the trail.
Look at the map. What's it say?
Here, hold that.
Yeah,
we just keep going down.
-Going down? -[Jim] That's what it says.
-You sure? -Yep.
Yeah, that'll get us to the bottom.
You heard the man, prisoner. Lead the way,
but follow us.
Going down felt right.
[sighing]
Hello.
You from the paper?
Guilty as charged.
That some sort of dogshit joke,
or you got something you wanna confess?
No, sir.
Just a bad joke.
You sure?
Nothing you wanna get off your chest?
No, sir.
[sighing]
Fine, then have a seat, make yourself comfortable.
Boys'll be back any minute.
Oh, I'd prefer to stand if it's all the same.
[lighter snapping open]
Sir, I was told that the deputies would be available
any time after two o'clock.
[Sheriff] Mm-hmm.
Well, it's nearly 4:30 now, sir.
Mmm.
They'll be back any minute.
Maybe I could just come back tomorrow.
[sighing]
You know, about four or five years ago,
there was this big case down in Kingston.
Maybe you remember about it.
Couple Italian boys come up from New York City,
shot a man dead on the county courthouse steps,
got him right between the eyes, broad daylight.
Yes, sir.
I seem to recall hearing about that.
Mm-hmm. Anyway, there was this young photographer,
some paper or another. I don't know.
And he was working the courthouse that day
and he hears the gunfight,
he comes out, he starts taking pictures.
Now the wops, they didn't take too kindly to that,
you know?
So, before they took off, they beat him
within an inch of his life,
used his own camera to do it.
I'm sorry, sir. I don't quite follow what you're saying.
So, I happened to be at the courthouse that day
and, I mean, actually, I was the first one at the scene
and Jesus, it was an awful mess.
I mean, there was a man dead on the ground,
another man pleading for his life.
But all this happened toward the end of the day, you know?
And I remember saying to myself,
"Maybe I can come back tomorrow."
But I couldn't do that, now could I?
-No, sir. -No, sir.
See, 'cause in my line of work,
you come back tomorrow, that poor photographer,
not unlike yourself, he's gonna bleed out and die
right in front of a growing number of women and children.
You see where I'm going with this, son?
Yes, sir.
Good.
So, you just make yourself comfortable.
And those boys'll be back any minute.
Ah, nothing.
[gun clicking]
Why's huntin' so hard?
-[exhaling deeply] -Where's all the meat?
Should set up camp before nightfall.
I want dinner first.
-I'm hungry. -Well, truth be told,
we can survive on water alone for weeks.
Not me. I need solids.
You can eat some of the plants up here.
Yes, obviously we know that.
What you got? Is this-- Yeah, looks good.
Uh-huh.
What if he poisoned it?
-[spitting] -Shit.
Prisoner, if you poisoned us, you have to tell me.
I'm emetophobic.
That means I have a pathological fear of vomit.
It's wild chicory.
Trickery or not, did you poison us?
I didn't, but I should have.
That isn't very nice, prisoner.
I hope you didn't mean that.
All right, enough talk.
We gotta set up camp before nightfall.
Come on, time to move.
Let's go.
-Deputies. -Huh?
Deputy.
-[turkey gobbling] -Jim.
You see him?
All right, go ahead, Jim.
Take the shot.
Jim?
I can't.
Fine.
[gun cocking]
[turkey gobbling]
He smiled at me.
See? He's precocious.
I didn't know they could do that.
[Jim] Yeah.
I can't do it.
What?
You shoot.
No way.
You killed before.
you already have a thirst for blood.
[prisoner] I can't do it.
Oh, so you got no problem killing a sheriff's deputy,
but all of a sudden you're too morally scrupulous
-to kill a turkey? -I am not a killer.
Oh, come on, prisoner. You know, you can keep saying that
until you're red in the face.
The point is you had your day in court
and the jury decided otherwise.
Yeah, seven white men and five white women.
Took 'em a whole 10 minutes.
You're saying that five women aren't fit to be jurors.
That's sexist and we won't stand for it.
Look, prisoner, if you got complaints about your trial,
take it up with the courts.
We got a lot riding on bringing you back in
and that's exactly what we're gonna do.
Now how pleasant of an experience that is,
well, that's entirely up to you.
Yeah, so you'll really give me a gun?
I wanna eat turkey.
Yep.
[turkey gobbling]
[gunshot]
[Thurman] Deputy, go to sleep.
I can't.
You think it was painful when he died?
Can't imagine a heart attack feels very good.
Not the deputy.
Talking about the turkey.
You killed a sheriff's deputy.
You're worried about a goddamn turkey?
I didn't kill the deputy.
Too many donuts killed the deputy.
I killed the turkey.
Mm-hmm, and I'm very thankful.
Listen to me carefully, prisoner.
Need you to shut your mouth and go to bed.
[groaning]
Deputy.
-Deputy. -What?
Gotta go outside.
No, you don't.
I'm about to be sick.
[groaning] Uh-uh, no, you can't be sick.
You can't be sick in the tent.
Jim, you gotta take him out.
I can't, I can't, I can't take him.
I can't be around him. Get him out, get him out.
It's your turn, Jim.
I've been cuffed to him for the past two nights.
I can't, I can't, uh,
take his cuffs off and we'll just watch him from here.
Take his cuffs off him?
Are you out of your goddamn mind?
We can watch him from here. You take him.
[groaning] Uh.
All right, all right, all right.
Prisoner, if we uncuff you, you gonna try to escape?
You promise? Remember, I don't chase, I shoot.
-You hear me? -[grunting]
Now, say you promise.
I promise.
Ah.
Give me your hand.
I can't believe I'm doing this stupid ass, goddamn it.
Letting you go, 'cause you're feeling lousy.
[cuffs clicking]
[heavy breathing and coughing]
[vomiting]
Uh, I think I hear.
[Thurman] Stay where we can see you.
[grunting]
Still there?
Still here, deputy.
What if he's telling the truth?
The judge didn't seem to think so.
That's all that matters.
Still there?
[prisoner] Still here.
I don't know if he's a killer.
Now, Jim, how many killers you know?
None.
Exactly.
Mmm, I see him.
Yep.
You got lookout for a bit?
We both on lookout.
But I only ate dark meat.
So?
[snoring]
[yawning]
Still there?
Still here.
Deputy.
[snoring]
[trap snapping]
[birds chirping]
[cuffs rattling]
-[Thurman] Shit! -Huh?
What? Oh, prisoner.
Oh, shit.
Prisoner!
[Jim] Come on out.
Shit.
Where is he?
He escaped.
Shit. Oh, shit.
Shit, shit, we're going to prison.
-No, we ain't. -We're going to prison.
-Jim. -Thurman, you heard the sheriff.
-All right, that's enough. -Sheriff said if we don't bring the--
Just stop it, Jim.
Goddamn it.
[gun cocking]
-[gunshot] -Ah.
Oh, oh my god.
That feels so good.
Why does that help so much?
[gun cocking]
[guns firing]
-Yeah. -[guns cocking]
-[guns firing] -[screaming]
-[bullets ricocheting] -Shit.
Help!
-[guns firing] -Don't shoot!
Yeah.
-[gun firing] -Yeah.
-[prisoner yelling] Help! -Uh, I'm out.
-Did you hear that? -[prisoner] Don't shoot.
Prisoner, is that you?
Uh, prisoner?
Help!
Well, well, well, looks like we caught ourselves a killer,
-again. -Uh-huh.
-[prisoner] I got lost. -Uh-huh.
Listen, prisoner,
I don't know how they do things down in prison,
but where we come from, in the law-abiding community,
a man's word means something.
-Yeah, maybe you shouldn't have trusted a prisoner. -Huh?
Well, maybe it's our fault.
You shouldn't have trusted a prisoner.
I shouldn't have trusted a prisoner. It was your idea to let him go.
-No, I-- -You said, "We think we can trust him,"
'cause you didn't wanna go outside with him.
-He was getting sick. -'Cause you were starting
to get scared of him getting sick.
-No, I wasn't scared. -My exact words were,
"Are you out of your goddamn mind".
If he starts retching, then I'll start retching.
Jim, it doesn't matter, Jim. The point is he's a criminal and a killer
-and we gotta start treating him like one. -[prisoner] I'm not a killer.
Listen, prisoner, if you're so sure you're innocent,
why don't you appeal to the courts?
That's not our business.
I tried that.
No lawyer would take my case.
So what, you just give up?
-Typical. -Typical.
No, not really. I went to the prison law library
to research my case so I can get some appeal,
but judge denied it.
Said I'm lucky I'm not hanging from a tree.
I think he's just trying paint himself
-as a sympathetic character. -Yeah.
So, we feel comfortable, we let our guard down.
But he can't be trusted. He's proven that much.
-Yeah. -[throat clearing]
[Thurman] What you got?
[Jim] What is it?
Read it.
We'll read it in our own time.
It's a newspaper article.
[mumbling]
What if he is innocent?
Still don't change anything.
Still gotta take him in.
-Yeah. -[prisoner] No, you don't.
Yeah, we do. Sit still, I'm gonna cut you down.
Wait, wait, wait.
Prisoner, from that vantage point,
can you see any trail markers?
Nope.
Can you really not see any
or are you just delaying the inevitable?
I don't see any.
Prisoner,
I wanna propose a truce.
You help us get back to the path,
and you change your attitude,
when we get back there,
I promise we'll talk to the sheriff
and, you know, we'll make him aware
of, you know, your unique peculiarities of your case.
Same sheriff I saw earlier?
There's only one sheriff.
No deal.
Prisoner, that's as good a deal as you're gonna get.
Please?
Hold on.
-[rope breaking] -[thud]
[coughing]
I really should be going, sheriff.
[gun cocking]
I got a family, sir. Please.
If you wanna leave,
prior to you completing your professional set of duties,
I guess that's what you're gonna have to do.
So am I free to go?
Of course, of course.
But you know, every choice does have it's consequences.
You're just gonna have to ask yourself
are you prepared to live with the ramifications
of your actions.
Smoke?
-Hey, Darlene. -[light muffled talking over phone]
Yeah, I'm gonna need a state-wide APB
on deputies Hayford and Doyle
and Adirondack County Correctional prisoner 614.
[shackles jingling]
[light muffled talking over phone]
That's right, dead or alive.
[coughing]
Hey, Darlene. 10-22, cancel that.
You're late.
Yes, sir.
We're awful sorry. We got lost.
You see that man out there?
That man's gonna make heroes of you boys.
Actually, sir, we was hoping we could talk for a second.
Well, it's gonna have to wait. Follow me.
We're gonna get them ugly faces in every goddamn newspaper
from here to Albany.
Okay, Thurman, let's put you over here.
Jim, why don't you stand there?
And let's put the prisoner right there.
This is a great service to the department
and to the fine citizens of Shandaken.
You relied on training, you showed great bravery and heart.
And so, by the power vested in me
by the great state of New York,
you are hereby reinstated.
Deputies.
Thank you, sheriff.
Thank you, sir.
Okay.
Okay, and smile.
[camera bulb flashing]
I think we're all finished here.
Um, sir, am I free to go?
You are free to go, citizen.
Thank you very much for your service.
You boys ever keep me waiting again,
I'm gonna take them badges away for good.
I'll be back at 0700.
I'm gonna take this son of a bitch up north myself.
Understood?
-Yes, sir. -Yes, sir.
[Sheriff] Good.
Sir, we was hoping we could talk to you
about something first.
You see, we become aware of some peculiarities
in the prisoner's case.
Such as?
Well, sir, such as, the way he tells it,
he run from a deputy at a protest
and the deputy died of a heart attack
while he was in pursuit. That's it.
They booked him on felony murder, sir.
Life in prison without the possibility of parole.
I mean, if prisoner 614 believes
that he did not receive a fair trial,
then he's got recourse within the legal system.
It is not our per view.
-[spitting] -Courts won't hear his appeal.
It seems there's racial stuff going on, you know,
with him being of negro persuasion.
"8/14/58, 1:34 p.m.
"Albany sheriff's deputies McCoy and Sullivan
"responded to a request for backup from university PD.
"Deputies arrived on scene at 1:42 p.m.,
"began placing trespassers under arrest.
"A negro male, age 20, 25 years,
"disregarded orders and fled on foot.
"Deputy McCoy ordered the suspect to stop and gave choice.
"Deputy McCoy collapsed while in pursuit of the suspect.
"and was pronounced DOA at 2:04 p.m. at Pine Ridge Hospital.
"Suspect was apprehended by deputy Sullivan,
"booked, and transported to holding at 2:27 p.m."
You see, sir, he was being honest.
He ain't kill nobody.
That criminal resisted arrest.
And as a result of his crime, a sheriff's deputy is dead.
Yes, sir, but that deputy, God rest his soul,
he was a very obese man.
Well, that his God-given, American right.
That son of a bitch killed one of our own!
Now, if you guys can't understand that,
then sure as shit, you shouldn't be wearing them badges.
I'm gonna say this one time.
We got a problem?
No, sir.
Prisoner 614 will remain in our custody
until 0700 tomorrow,
at which point we'll surrender him over
to you for transport.
[Jim] Yes, sir.
Good.
[bell dinging]
Two congratulatory London broil dinners on the house
for the deputies and meatloaf for the new guy.
-Full price. -Mmm, where are my manners?
Marla, this is prisoner 614.
Prisoner, Marla.
Is that a nickname or something?
'Fraid not.
I need to use the washroom.
What the hell is wrong with you guys,
bringing a dangerous criminal here?
You're gonna scare off all the customers.
Don't worry, Marla. He's innocent.
You told me he was a cold-blooded killer.
Only technically.
He was running from a deputy at a protest
and the deputy chased him and had a heart attack
and the court sentenced him to life in prison.
[Marla] For running?
Resisting arrest.
So, what are we gonna do?
He's gotta be back up here at 0700 tomorrow.
Until then we're--
That's it?
Well, like Dr. King said,
"Injustice anywhere is a threat to justice everywhere."
Where'd you hear that?
Oh, I catered a Black Panther luncheon
a few months ago in Woodstock.
I read it in a pamphlet.
Very nice people.
Good tippers too.
[slamming fork]
She's right, Thurman.
I know.
[Marla] Is the sheriff doing transport?
How'd you know that?
Well, every other Tuesday, he comes by here
on his way to the courthouse, like clockwork.
He orders a black coffee with eight sugars.
It's hard to forget an order like that.
Eight sugars?
Yeah, it's like he never heard of diabetes.
Marla, let me try one of those.
-What? -A black coffee with eight sugars.
Are you out of your mind?
Diabetes puts you at a risk for heart disease--
Marla, I get it, but can I try one please?
That's pretty good.
Pass it down.
Can't taste nothing, but sugar.
Exactly.
[birds chirping]
It's time.
[match striking]
[car arriving]
[car door slamming]
[footsteps approaching]
[door slamming]
-Morning, sheriff. -I'd say it is.
It's all over the papers.
You boys are bonafide heroes.
On your feet, boy.
You know, there's a certain kind of irony
in locking away a man for life.
You hear me, boy?
Yes, sir.
I said, there's a kind of irony
-in locking away a man for life. -Yes, sir.
I mean, if a man thinks he's gonna get out, right,
be it one year, 50 years, right,
it gives him hope, it gives his life meaning
and it gives the people in charge a hell of a lot of power.
'Cause it's, I mean, you break the rules,
you're just gonna spend more time behind bars.
It's as simple as that.
But you lock away a man for life,
such as is your case,
well, that man, he might start to thinking
he's got nothing left to lose,
that the rules no longer apply to him.
I mean, after all, you can't add time
to a life sentence.
You starting to see the irony?
Yes, sir.
Good.
Fortunately, I've found, as long as he's breathing,
every man's got something to lose.
Some of them just might need reminding
a little bit more forcefully than others.
Keep that in mind, should you ever start
thinking about escaping again.
[hocking and spitting]
Don't move.
[car door opening and closing]
[key rattling]
-[bell jingles] -[light country guitar music]
Good morning, sheriff.
I'll be with you in just a minute.
[bell dinging]
Hurry it up, will ya?
I got a prisoner in transport.
What can I get for you?
Coffee to go.
Black coffee, eight sugars.
Just black.
No sugars?
My goddamn wife's been pestering me about it,
thinks I'm gonna get diabetes.
From sugar?
Oh, I don't think one thing has to do with the other.
-Just pour the goddamn coffee. -All right.
She'd take medical advice from a goddamn chimpanzee.
[handcuffs clicking]
Black coffee, no sugars.
Eight sugars.
I beg your pardon, sir.
Put eight goddamn sugars in there
and don't make me ask you again.
It tastes like shit without it.
Fine, but use your manners.
Put eight goddamn sugars in there, please.
It's on the house, I presume.
Yes, sir.
Give me one of them apple fritters too.
[lock clicking]
[car squeaking]
[dog barking]
[car starting]
You better take it all in, prisoner.
The next time you're gonna see the outside,
they're gonna be throwing dirt on your casket.
[laughing]
[motorcycle approaching]
Well, no turning back now.
[stomach gurgling]
[spitting]
[stomach gurgling]
[heavy breathing]
Prisoner, I'm gonna confiscate your cigarettes.
[key rattling]
Show me your hands.
[cuffs rattling]
Get out.
Get out!
[gun cocking]
I don't wanna soil the interior of my car, but I will.
[handcuffs clicking]
Move, move.
[thunder rumbling]
[rain falling]
[motorcycle braking]
Something ain't right.
On your knees, boy.
Time to make your peace.
You don't have to do this.
Boy, you're about to find out just how wrong you are.
[gun cocking]
This here's justice.
[gunshot]
Ain't no justice in executing an innocent man, sheriff.
What the hell you doing?
Just doing what's right, sir.
You traitorous sons of bitches.
You just made the biggest mistake of your goddamn lives.
Well, sir, obviously, we see it differently.
You're dead...
and you're dead.
You are dead!
You--
[groaning]
Uh, is he retching?
Thurman is he, is he sick?
[heavy breathing]
Sheriff?
He's dead.
Dead?
That wasn't supposed to happen.
We killed him.
Not quite, deputy.
Heart attack.
-How do you know? -Yeah.
Trust me, I know.
I guess the good news is one day you'll be able to look back
on all this and laugh.
[Jim] What are the odds, the same thing that got you
into this whole mess is what gets you out of it.
Mm-hmm.
We gotta go.
Sir.
[coughing]
Hey, prisoner.
You can bet our relationship is no longer adversarial in nature.
You got yourself a name?
My friends call me Andre.
Andre, good to meet you.
Hey, Thurman, littering.
Who cares?
We're criminals now.
Doesn't mean nature has to suffer.
Right on, deputies.
Yeah, just stick to the plan.
The plan.
Ow.
[train whistle blowing]
[man] Tickets. Tickets, please.
Ticket, sir.
Oh, beg your pardon.
Sorry to disturb you, deputy.
Tickets!
Because you're under arrest.
Hey.
Shit.