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- Thank you.

- You got it.

- All right.

- Give my best to your wife.

- I will.

No.

No. Oh.

You're sure that's the guy

you standin' over Livy, right?

- Yeah, that's him.

- Well, then I'd say we got our guy.

Hmm.

What?

I don't know.

Come on, Roy. How many times you and

I stood here and watched these boys...

lie through their teeth just so

we'd send 'em back across the line

- with a spanking and a warning?

- A bunch.

I know it's not much for comfort, and

it ain't gonna bring Livy back, but...

we got him, and he's

gonna be punished.

Did you already have

your boys do a sweep?

Yeah, but they didn't find anything,

but now I know you heard those shots too

I'm having 'em do

another broader search.

- Yeah, when? I told you that yesterday.

- Terrence is doin' a transport,

and Matthew and Lewis are

pickin' up the slack, so soon.

This afternoon, or early

tomorrow morning, latest.

- I'm gonna go.

- Okay.

Roy.

We got him.

Bueno?

Paulina!

Vmonos!

Vamos, vamos.

Hello.

Vmonos.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

No! No!

No!

Hi, this is Roy and Olivia's.

Leave a message after the beep.

Hi, this is Roy and Olivia's.

Leave a message after the beep.

Hi, this is Roy and Olivia's.

Leave a message after the beep.

Hi, this is Roy and Olivia's.

Leave a message after the beep.

Hey!

No, no, no.

No. No, no, no, no.

Shh, shh, shh.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Bueno.

Hi, this is Roy and Olivia's.

Leave a message after the beep.

Hello, I'm calling from

family first funeral service.

We wanted to let you know that

we've completed the process,

and you can pick up the

ashes at your convenience.

Uncle Roy?

- Going for a ride?

- Looks that way.

Want some company?

No.

No, I don't.

But thank you, Kaye.

Thanks for offerin'.

You bring that pony back wet,

you'll catch hell from me. Understood?

Yes, ma'am.

- What are you doin' up here?

- This is where the shooter was.

That's got to be well over 800 yards.

Are you sure it was from here?

I saw him from that bluff over there,

above the wash where Livy was killed.

That's where I found these.

- Roy...

- Found the leads down in the wash.

Maybe you could match some of those up

with the lead in that body down there.

Roy, you know you shouldn't...

You shouldn't have moved these.

Hell, you shouldn't even be up here.

This is my land, Randall. Well,

somebody's got to do your job for you.

Check 'em out. They're marked.

Shooter must do his own reloads.

Did you get a maker on the vehicle?

No. Some kind of a

four by four. Green.

Not many guys around

who can make that shot.

Yeah, well, there's plenty of people pretty

angry about what happened to Livy, Roy.

Well, those people got no more business

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