Road to Paloma Page #4

"don't f*** with me."

How you doing?

Numay, good to see you.

- This is...

- Agent Williams, "Numy."

It's Numay.

- I heard you were in town.

- Did you, now?

It seems any time a rape occurs

on the reservation,

you guys

are nowhere to be found.

But a white man's murdered

and it's call out the cavalry.

You know, he's...

he's got a point there.

Look, we're getting off on

the wrong foot here, Numay.

We just want to find Wolf.

We want to keep him safe.

You know where he's at?

No.

We're getting calls every five minutes.

I know he's in town.

You know he and I

don't see eye to eye.

Yeah.

Well, I guess that doesn't surprise me

seeing as you're a lawman

and he's a wanted fugitive.

Mr. Williams, my wife

was raped and beaten in our home.

I abided by the law.

I arrested him.

And you see where that got me.

Well, I deeply sympathize

with your family's loss,

but you can't go around taking the law

into your own hands, now, can you?

So why don't you and I

stop wasting each other's time

and you tell me

where he's going?

Unfortunately,

glory cases

are not my department.

- That a '56?

- '55.

Looks good.

Better when she runs.

What's wrong with her?

Radiator's shot.

I can help.

I can handle it.

Oh, f***.

Still want to help?

Come on, is that all you got?

Almost.

- Thanks, Bob.

- Nice to meet you, Cash.

Good luck.

Thank you.

- We did it.

- You did it.

- Wolf.

- Wolf. I like that, Wolf.

Um, Magdalena.

Magdalena.

Um...

so I have another

favor to ask you.

What?

I live about a mile

down the road.

I could obviously use a ride.

- Would you?

- Love to.

Great.

I'll grab my stuff.

You know how hard it is

to sell a house in today's market?

- Hard.

- Very hard.

Especially when it's been trashed.

This is why we're not

together anymore, Cash.

You sabotage everything.

Seriously, you're like a child.

I've got potential buyers

standing there with me

and I look like an a**hole.

Now, would you rather

file for bankruptcy?

Because that's the only option

you're leaving me with.

Just sell

the f***ing house, Linda.

Can't believe it.

Fill my lungs

with something sweet

Fill my veins with something

that stings

Come over here, baby

And give me some loving

To ease this pain...

Oh, your own place.

- This is it.

- It's cute.

Yeah.

- I'm freezing.

- I bet you are.

Can I get you anything?

I am good.

I can head back and fix

your car for you.

Thank you.

- It's beautiful.

- Yeah.

It's home.

So, where you riding to next?

Up north country.

Oh, yeah?

What's up there?

There's this lake.

I want to spread

my mom's ashes there.

She passed a couple months ago.

I'm sorry.

Smell.

It's pretty-

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