Previously on "Briarpatch"...
This is Miss Daphne Owens. She balances the books.
If you wanted Brattle to know that you were cooperating,
congratulations.
I had no idea that Brattle would send his boys after you.
He's a psychopath, and you want him here?
That's Anatol driving. He's a good boy.
Jake has done some terrible things.
I'm gonna give you some advice:
do not believe a word Jake Spivey says.
Hey, Lalo. Since when are you Border Patrol?
Just take it easy on the people.
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I had José over there buy out the store.
Is he the only guard you brought with you?
You had to cut your own path in this world,
but look at you now.
A host of armed narcos to protect you.
Brattle's into mind games.
Clyde Brattle dropped me off here
because he knows my history with Jake,
and he wanted me on his side.
Your story's a sham.
You will clear Felicity Dill's name.
Retract this article.
It was Raytek. She fed me the story.
We have to talk. Meet me in Packingtown.
Whatever it is, Brattle wanted me to see it, too.
You shouldn't have come here.
What's good here?
Kidding.
Cheeseburger, fries, please.
Thank you.
What?
How long did you have to wait
for your little prank to pay off, huh?
Hours? Days?
Fuck off, dude. It was worth it.
Ah, of course you know the value.
Well, let's have a little chat
about investment versus reward, shall we?
May I?
Now...
this establishment has plenty of salt,
and these are far from my only pair of Italian loafers.
So...
The lasting impact of your action
is practically nil.
As for your return, well,
I suppose it depends on how highly you rate a chuckle.
Dude, step the fuck off, okay?
Young man, I'm trying to help you.
If you want to make a difference in this world,
you can do better than distraction.
What you need...
is an accelerant.
What the fuck?
No, no. Please stay.
What is the one thing you have in abundance?
It's time.
Youth is nature's purest and most fleeting resource.
It burns brighter than magnesium.
Do you mind?
That's good.
Of course, youth doesn't make you unique.
What makes you special is what you don't have.
Care to guess what that is?
What you don't have, my bedwetting little friend,
is a single thing to lose.
That's what makes you interesting.
That's what makes you valuable.
All the fury you feel... put it into action, not reaction,
and watch the world tremble.
Hey.
Who are you?
Oh, did you not understand?
I am the accelerant.
See you around.
CREDITS
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You wanna give me a raw hide?
Ooh, ride, cowboy, ride! Yee-haw!
I am hearing reports of fires, looting, in Packingtown.
Keep the calls coming, folks.
I will lead you through this long night.
I will be your eye.
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It's probably just a brownout.
Lalo, what are you doing with these people?
Sweetie.
Are you okay?
They're migrants. They crossed over.
And instead of tossing them back to Mexico,
I decided to help them.
This isn't your job.
My job, Allegra?
You know what my job expects me to do?
Burn blankets, pour out water.
Where am I supposed to take these people,
some fucking government camp?
This is human trafficking.
You might not believe it, but there are people out there
who would do anything to live in this town.
Felicity found out about this, didn't she?
You're not a savior, Lalo.
Somebody is bankrolling you. Tell me who.
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- Mariposa! - Papi!
Mija!
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Jake is behind this.
It's all Jake.
Take me to him.
Jake is not a bad guy.
Without Jake, I wouldn't have my girl here.
I wouldn't be here.
You know, I'm not even a real guard.
None of us are.
I'm a plumber.
See, six months ago, I tried to cross for the third time.
I have a brother who lives in Atlanta.
Lalo... he caught me, but instead of sending me back,
he brought me to the slaughterhouse
and offered me a job.
As Jake's security?
Yes, he said that someone might try to kill him,
but that it was all just for show, to look strong.
Señora, I have never even fired this.
The people I just saw... those are your families?
Lalo started bringing them to us two months ago.
Jake wants us to be happy.
You're fake guards.
What happens if he really gets attacked?
Jake says that nothing bad is going to happen,
and I believe him.
Maybe you shouldn't.
Right on time.
Come and get me, you old bastard.
Boys!
There are eight of them. Armed.
Yeah.
I knew it was old Clyde when the power blew.
Well, this is it.
Mr. Spivey, I've done things like this,
but the others... they haven't.
Rodrigo,
everything's copacetic.
All you have to do is hold the line a spell.
Papa just called the cavalry.
Car 519, reporting to Bains Mansion.
Are we getting any backup?
Negative. Hold your position.
Captain Colder? What are you doing here?
Did you guys stop to get your hair done?
There are armed men climbing the back fence.
This place is a powder keg.
The whole town's gone dark, Colder.
There's a bonfire burning on Our Jack Street
and someone tried to rob the blood bank.
- We're not equipped for this. - Where's the Chief?
She's running point at the switching station.
Someone snuck in there and blew the transformers.
This whole thing was planned. It's gonna be hours...
Nobody enters this property without my say-so.
Do you hear me?
Well, we could sweep the perimeter.
There could still be innocents inside.
In there? Not likely.
Stay put. Just do as I say.
Captain? Where are you going?
Pull over here.
Here? This is the back.
Trust me, I can find my way in.
This isn't a social call.
Let me come with you.
No, get back to your daughter.
Go.
Heads up, eyes up.
This here's what we've been waiting for, boys.
The enemy is at the gate, and he...
Well, he's pissed.
But listen, we got this.
I've been on rooftops in Fallujah,
back alleys in Homs,
but I never wavered and I always survived,
and you wanna know why?
'Cause once the shooting starts, things get real quiet.
Up here, I mean.
Chief, there are shots fired here at Bains Mansion.
We could engage, but Captain Colder told us to stay put.
Hold on, hold on, hold on. Gene Colder's there?
Suddenly, it don't matter who you're doing it for,
or what flag you're flying,
or all that mess your mama told you
about being good and doing right.
The only thing that matters
is that you got a big-ass gun in your hand,
and as long as you keep it pointed in the right direction,
you got a puncher's chance at making it out.
So if it be a sin to covet honor,
well, boys,
I am the most sinful motherfucker alive.
What?
What did you do to her?
Pick, I'm always happy to see you,
but...
The brewery? These men?
Felicity found out about it. What did you do to her?
Oh, Jesus, Pick, now?
No, really...
Brattle's here to kill me, all right?
Can I handle him and then we'll talk?
All right. Vámonos, boys, let's go.
Come on.
These men aren't real guards.
You're leading them into a slaughter.
Damn it, where is she? Oh, will you relax?
Believe it or not, I have a plan.
When you have a plan, people get hurt.
Look, if you got something to say, you better say it.
Did you kill my sister?
Fuck you, Pick.
Hey!
Jake? God damn it!
Cheese ball?
Sorry about the AC.
Emergency generator can't take it.
- Do you have the code? - Do you have a death wish?
How did you get wrapped up in this?
I wrapped myself. I work for Jake.
Is that what you call it?
Bitch, please. I'm his attorney.
And his...
whatever.
Look, it was fun at first.
All my 3L friends at Baylor
took jobs at white-shoe law firms.
Not for me.
I don't want to wear shoes at all.
How's that working out for you?
I'd say corporate work
is looking better and better all the time.
He ever mention my sister?
The only Dill he ever talks about is you.
You guys childhood sweethearts or something?
Just friends.
Old friends.
Mm. I know how that goes.
You guys fucked, right? That one summer by the lake?
It wasn't like that.
But he did fuck me over.
I wound up in prison.
That's dark.
I get it.
- Get what? - The deal with you two.
You're family.
Give me that bottle.
Señor.
Spivey, get down.
Bastard!
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Just a little bit longer.
So what happened?
Well, I've been trying to figure that out for 12 years.
We might be in here for another 12, so...
I was working in a stringer for a wire service in D.C.
The thing about working as a reporter
in a place like that is,
you can drive a truck in the space
between the stories you know to be true
and the stories you're allowed to write.
Like, censorship, or...?
No, there's just a code.
News can go in the papers,
open secrets can be whispered in bars, but actual secrets?
They can be stabbed into someone's back.
And you found one.
A weapon.
There was a congressman from Florida.
Been there for decades.
Everyone knew he had a thing for interns,
but no one was allowed to write about it.
And you told Jake?
He was just back from Iraq, and he came to visit.
We tied one on,
and he was running his mouth about why didn't I come home
and I was telling him
that bastards are the same everywhere,
using money to buy power...
power to crush everyone else.
And you decided to expose the guy.
No.
Are you paying attention?
We decided to use the weapon.
Blackmail.
And you got caught?
Turns out bastards aren't quite the same everywhere.
They get smarter the higher they climb.
And how did Jake get off?
He didn't, did he? You took the fall.
Why?
I had my reasons.
To the members of not-at-all exclusive club
of people fucked over by John Jacob Spivey.
If we survive this, we could probably make T-shirts.
Easy, easy, easy, let's talk about this.
Listen to me. Just put it down, okay?
Just... just put it down.
What the...
You think he's still alive?
Yes.
The only person Jake knows how to protect is himself.
Here's what I don't understand.
He's flashing cash.
He's got caviar and coke in the fridge.
So why does he need to smuggle guards in from Mexico?
Why not hire killers like Brattle?
Look around. What do you see?
Uh...
bulk food, off-brand liquor, generic processed crap.
Oh, my God, he's...
Broke, yeah.
Ah.
Anatol, right?
Well, you must be the new me.
There's only one me.
That's what Clyde wants you to think.
Well, let's find out.
? Wawa ?
? Ha, ha, ha, oh, yeah, I need ?
I don't know what I was thinking, sticking around.
But he made millions selling weapons with Brattle.
Where'd it all go?
Shell companies, real estate deals.
That can't proceed unless he gets immunity.
Because it'll be seized by the IRS.
Half of Packingtown belongs to Durango Global. That's Jake.
So why was he playing everything so coy?
What's he trying to prove?
All I know is, there are only two people in the world
who matter to Jake Spivey.
Well, it's pretty clear that Brattle's still in his head.
Are you really gonna make me say who the other person is?
Let me out of here, Daffy.
Hey.
You'll want this.
Tell him I quit, okay?
I would never do anything to hurt you.
- How bad is it? - Oh, I've had worse.
Okay.
All right.
Ay-ay-ay-ay, hold on.
Oh, I screwed up, Pick.
Nobody was supposed to get hurt.
Lalo was running something in one of my buildings,
and when I found out,
we realized we could help each other.
So he brought me my guys,
and I did what I could.
And Felicity?
She knew people deserved a chance to be happy.
Make a life, start over.
Or get gunned down defending a broke fool.
That wasn't supposed to happen.
Who are you to play God like that?
Oh, who are you, Pick?
With your fire engine suit, your little fuck-you heels.
You're a walking advertisement
for that lady you always wanted to be,
but I know you, and I know all about
when the inside and outside don't match up.
It ain't like that with guys like Clyde.
- Saw him. - What?
Why didn't you...
He wants your deal, Jake. From the senator.
Yeah, bullshit.
He picked me up off the street
and dropped me off at the slaughterhouse.
He knew what you were doing, and he wanted me to know, too.
Yeah, well, he's trying to drive a wedge between us. That's Clyde.
Exactly.
Mind games are his style, not all...
this.
Clyde's a buzzard, Pick.
He swoops in after the killing's done.
But now, it's...
I don't know, it's crickets. I don't get it.
That's because this wasn't the target.
It was a distraction.
And I fell for it.
He doesn't want to kill you, Jake.
He wants to expose you, ruin you.
I know where he is.
Hey, now, Pick.
Don't go cleaning up my mess for me.
Why stop now?
Corran, corran!
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Friends, we are in uncharted territory now.
Like one of those ancient maps that reads,
"Here be monsters."
But that's wrong.
The monsters have always been here among us.
We fool ourselves into thinking
that we can control them, cage them.
And then a monster unshackles itself,
and it sneaks into your home,
and then he turns out the lights.
Jesus.
For Christ's sakes, Gene. Where have you been?
Taking a tinkle?
This man's home was under assault.
Chief, I was securing the perimeter.
Well, I'd check the perimeter
between your skull and your asshole,
'cause there's gotta be a brain-sized breach in there.
It's a homicide cop's dream out there, Gene.
I count at least six bodies,
every last one of them dropped by Mr. Spivey here,
a true, blue, Texan who stood his ground.
Chief, I saw his guards.
Did you know Mr. Spivey is a veteran, Gene?
Instead of dribbling over his expensive carpet,
won't you thank him for his service and be on your way?
Lot of paperwork tonight,
and unless P&E gets their shit together,
you're gonna be doing it by candlelight.
Thank you for your serv...
Good night, Gene.
Oh, Jesus Christ.
Where were you?
Well, Brattle attacked the power grid, Jake.
I don't know if you can tell from inside Xanadu,
but it's goddamn judgment night out there,
and this entire town's been found severely lacking.
Oh, well, you know what else was severely lacking
was the backup I was promised.
You know, a man died tonight because of you.
Mm, mm-mm, mm-mm. Don't you put that on me.
You served, same as I did. We understand chain of command.
You have men following you,
you sure as hell better lead them away from high water.
Need you to get to the brewery.
Why? What'd you do now?
- Brattle knows. - Jesus.
Christ, Jake, don't tell me anybody's still in there.
Well, I'll do what I can,
but I'm responsible for more people than just you.
- Yeah, but hey, we had a deal. - And I don't welch.
We'll get another chance at him.
But when?
I got too much sunk into this to slow down now.
Oh, honey, you ever see me behind the wheel?
When things get bumpy is when I hit the gas.
Mari!
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I got you. Are you okay?
I got her. Come on.
See you over there. Here, girls.
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Mirna.
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The cops will be here soon. It's not safe.
But if you follow me,
I can take you to someplace that you can hide out,
at least until the morning.
Why should we trust you?
Because I can help.
We'll take care of ourselves.
Vámonos!
Lalo, tell them to stop. Tell them it's not safe.
Why would they believe me? I told them it was.
I said that I'd take of them.
Everything I told them was a lie.
You should go, too. The cops are gonna be...
No, no, I'm staying.
I can spin them some bullshit story.
The evidence is burned, anyways.
Just like you taught me in the patrol.
This was all Jake.
- This was... - It was my idea.
It was me.
I thought I could do better.
Beat the system, keep the families together.
They almost died because of me.
I couldn't fix it. Let me fix this.
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You ever have one of those days?
- I'm sorry? - I woke up this morning in a van,
sleeping across the seats.
I try and stay limber...
calisthenics, core work... but even that has limits.
Listen, I can't...
And where do I find myself when I wake up?
San Bonifacio, Texas,
a town so backward
the Sun may as well rise in the west.
Who are you?
The only reason I'm spending more than a heartbeat here
is to ruin someone's life.
You got in the way of that tonight,
so I need something else,
something vicious
that will leave a mark,
something that can't be washed away.
Thank you.
My boy.
Thank you for being that something.
Hey, y'all.
Daylight come and me wanna go home with you.
Oh. This little piggy's getting sleepy, y'all.
I'm ready to go back home.
Now I have to fix this.
You'll never win, Algebra Capone.
Your scheme, like your math, is too complicated.
Don't be obtuse, Lateral.
You just haven't... worked it out yet.
The plasma,
as well as the dignity of the bank's only employee,
has yet to be recovered.
One moment.
I'm being told by my sources inside the department
that Police Chief Raytek is about to deliver
some live remarks about last night's blackout.
Stay tuned for live coverage, only on Channel 8.
I was at the hospital helping out.
Laffter's alive, by the way.
If that diet couldn't kill him, what chance did we have?
Good morning.
Thank you all for coming.
That was a rough night for our town,
but it's a new morning,
and I am proud to be standing before you
representing the fine police officers and first responders
who acquitted themselves brilliantly
when the power went out.
I also join you in mourning the loss of...
a heroic Border Patrol officer who perished in the chaos,
Eduardo "Lalo" Levantes.
Lalo.
Now, many of you have questions.
I'm sure some of you are probably angry.
I'll tell you what...
I'm angry, too.
What I saw last night was something
many of you've known for a long time...
that there are two San Bonafacios,
one for the haves, one for the have-nots.
And the haves, they weathered the storm in comfort and splendor.
There wasn't even time
for the ice in their cocktails to melt
before their emergency generators kicked in.
Rest of us?
We had to deal with the heat,
the violence,
the desperation of our neighbors.
Scared, in the dark.
That's not fair. This has to change.
- Oh, there's something else. - Wait.
You know, there's a nickname for our town,
one I won't repeat,
but do you know what's really a disgrace?
The fact that our so-called leaders
were nowhere to be seen last night.
What is she doing?
For too long, the fat cats of San Bonifacio
have profited off the sweat of the working man.
And woman. I see you, ladies.
Big Tony Salazar and his cronies...
they use City Hall as a piggy bank.
It's time for change.
The lights are back on, but I want to see them shine.
That's why I'm announcing
my candidacy for November's election.
I want to be mayor for all of San Bonifacio.
Let's move this city forward, together!
Why now?
What is she up to?
I was trying to tell you.
She's the one that planted the story
in the newspaper about Felicity.
It was her.
I can fix this.
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