The Hollow Point

Hey, Ken.

What's up?

You're getting

skinnier on me.

Yeah.

Where's my money?

Your friend was late

four hours last week.

And he's late

again today.

So...

Go have a talk with him.

The talk is happening

right now.

You're going nowhere

until clive gets here.

Ahh.

Never seen no speed limit

on this road, sheriff kilbaught,

so I...

So I made a...

A modest estimate.

Never been anything modest

about your modesty, clive.

This truck don't go

a mile over 50, sheriff.

Now, you were driving

a different truck this morning.

I've been watching you

the last few weeks,

driving back and forth,

back and forth,

back and forth.

Now, we both know there

ain't nothing in this town

worth taking

a second look at.

Yeah.

That against the law

now, sheriff?

Okay, come on, out.

Even your mama thinks

you're a piece of sh*t.

You don't belong here.

You got me thinking.

Two trucks...

Hauling the same junk

in the same day?

I mean, what's

garbage like you

doing with garbage

like this?

Come on, open her up.

It's the only job

i can get,

seeing as how people

are so damn discriminant...

Against those

who have paid their dues.

Discriminant?

Hell of a word

there, clive.

But it ain't your word.

What did you do

with the other truck, huh?

You're gonna

start walking--

hey.

What you got there, boy?

You spit that out.

Spit it out!

You spit that out!

Huh?

Come on, get up.

Get up!

What?

Is it the stew-maker?

Hear the cartel

has a guy,

dissolves people in acid,

puts them in a barrel,

makes them soup.

Is that who

I'm waiting for?

Is it you?

My job is to place

a call at 7:
30.

And if you don't

make the call?

You get put on a list.

And if you get

put on the list...

It's unfortunate.

But if clive isn't here

in the next 15 minutes,

soon enough, I'll be

talking to a dead man.

Well...

If I'm already dead...

You're a dead man!

You ain't doing too good a job

at staying gone.

You know, sometimes...

I can't get

through an entire day

without hearing

all kinds of rumors

getting told about you.

Like what?

I don't know.

One of my favorite ones

is the one

about you getting murdered

on Indian Ridge.

Well, they have the decency

to bury me, at least?

Can't say.

Don't really keep track of

the rumors I didn't start.

Got any rumors about me

being made sheriff?

Sheriff kilbaught ain't

gonna like you coming back.

Well, he's gonna find

he ain't got much room to argue.

Maybe I don't

like you coming back.

You know I always

told you,

you deserve

better than this.

Marla.

Welcome home, Wallace.

Hey, how come that thing

always stayed broken?

Don't got a phone connection

at my ma's old house anymore.

Marla was good

about looking after it, but...

Use that one.

You ever hear anything

about me getting murdered?

Yes, sir,

i believe I have.

They shot you

in the throat.

- Throat?

- Yeah.

- No kidding?

- Mm-hmm.

Heard you was mouthing off

like you used to,

and somebody just shot you

right there how you stood.

Well, Jerry,

ain't you gonna welcome me

back from the dead?

A**hole.

Armor-piercing.

They call them "cop killers."

Why is that?

On account of them

killing cops.

Do you need it for,

like, DNA?

Forensics lab is two weeks

and 150 miles away

from giving half a sh*t

about this town.

Bet you no one's

told you that.

Yeah, yeah.

Yep, don't let that

worry you none too much.

You know, are you lonely

for a car?

I get lonely

when I don't have a car.

But I'm not lonely anymore,

'cause at Diaz motors

I've got plenty of friends.

Ahh.

You don't got to knock.

I know what you're after.

Come on in.

Yeah?

You are scared shitless.

What did you know

about that?

There's just the matter

of this job

you come to do.

Six reported incidences

of harassing motorists,

two with brutality.

Then there's you,

crossing the line.

No, that ain't it.

It's been a long time

coming, Leland,

the way you've

been running things.

If you ain't scared

of what needs to be done,

then you ain't got

no clue why you're here.

I got sent here

to replace you.

Maybe a day too late,

but replace you

nonetheless.

You got sent here

because it's your

punishment, Wallace.

Taking your statement,

is all.

You fetch me some water,

would you?

Hmm?

Hm.

You have no idea

what that...

That boy clive

was threatening to bring.

These horrible people

doing immoral things,

and now they're creeping

across the border,

threatening to make

the boogeyman a real thing.

It's enough to give you

a good start.

It'll make you

want to wait

for all the bad things

to come get you.

I don't regret what happened.

Takes a willing hand

to punish horrible men.

They're building

a case, le.

They're gonna

lock you away.

You come here

to get my statement?

Huh?

Expecting me to say

I'm innocent?

I was gonna make

that boy walk.

I was gonna put him

on that back road,

leave him to the boogeyman

to rip him apart,

or return him to whatever

ungodly dirt he came from.

And if the road

couldn't do it...

I'd do it myself,

'cause sometimes that's

just what you got to do.

Well, you've done enough.

Ah.

Welcome home, Wallace.

A**hole.

Ken mersey didn't go home

last night.

He's been reported missing

this morning.

Boys need stupid

things to do.

That's how their mamas

wire them.

Well, his mama

wasn't no electrician.

Explains the dim bulb.

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