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I would never steal

anything from you. Please!

I need y'all to be quiet.

You understand me?

F***.

Today of all clays.

I could be playing' golf

on the back nine.

That's what

you're thinking' about right now,

is golf?

But now I'm tied up

in my own garage.

This is good.

Thank you. Thank you.

You got any ideas?

What are you up to?

Black.

I just got word from my contact

at the hospital security.

The good sheriff

has checked himself out early.

Copy that.

Okay.

You are not gonna believe this.

The good old sheriff discharged

himself against doctor's orders.

Mm.

Damn right it was

against doctor's orders.

Now, why would a man,

a drugged-up man,

get out of his hospital bed

and walk around

with his ear blown off?

I have no idea.

Because he's running

from something or to somewhere.

Here.

The only vehicle

in that time frame

that has matching tire tracks.

Just find out where he's going.

Stay on the sheriff.

And be careful.

I'm pretty sure

he's a complete piece of sh*t

hiding behind a badge.

Copy that.

Get me a clear view

of that license plate.

Ahh.

Oh.

Baby, I missed you.

Ahh.

Hey, Mike.

I was looking for you

at the hospital.

Yeah, well,

I saw myself out.

That's no place for me

to get better, is it?

I hear you.

We've got a bit of a problem

down here, though.

Seems somehow

we misplaced Sammy's body.

What the hell

are you talkin' about?

How the hell

do you misplace a body?

No clue.

You're serious?

Well, what -- what

about the ballistics?

We never got a chance

to even process him.

Now, Mike,

that's just terrible.

Any idea

where the body went now?

F*** if anyone knows.

It's gone poof.

Vanished.

No sh*t.

Mike, I'm gonna have

to call you back.

I'll get --

I'll get right back to you.

Son of a b*tch.

Break in my house?

Hi, Sheriff.

We need to talk.

Sit down!

You nervous, Sheriff?

You look nervous.

Yeah, well,

it's been a long day.

You know,

I heard about that.

But I got a problem

I think you can help me with.

Okay.

What's that?

Now, you know me.

You know who I am.

Everybody knows who you are.

Someone stole

a lot of money from me.

That I can live with.

But where you can help me is

to figure out who killed my men.

First of all,

I'm gonna tell you --

When we got there,

they were already dead...

except for the one...

who shot me in the goddamn ear.

You're alive, aren't you?

Uh-huh.

Look, I just don't know.

I just don't know

how I can help you, Mateo.

One of them was my son.

I'm real sorry to hear that.

But like I said, when I got

there, they were already dead.

My son was with you.

I'm sorry.

I...

Sam was a good deputy.

L-I didn't know.

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