Previously on One Dollar...
Do you ever think about coming back to the mill?
- Oh, like, to work? - Yeah.
Been my own boss for a while now.
Walmart and his brother traded trucks.
That means we never actually checked.
Walmart's for blood traces.
Oh, and apparently,
Rick Mitchell was arrested last March.
He was busted with a guy named
Grady Kovak who used to live in Braden
and worked at Carl Steel.
I grew up with a liar, so I'm just done,
you know, being a mark.
You want to see
if your mother would like to join us.
I'm not mad at her anymore.
Rich.
Had to shit myself to get here, but I'm in.
I had a sister.
What do you mean you had a sister?
Uh, she's gone now.
When Mia first came here, she...
- She was in terrible shape. - Yeah.
Broken jaw.
Where is she now?
She died.
Hey, uh, it's Garrett, um, call me.
What the fuck?
Hey, Cooper!
Hey, Markell.
I finally got enough money for one of your sculptures.
No, you don't.
See?
All right.
What happened to my snake?
Sold it.
It had sparkles.
I told you it would go quick.
Can you take two of the heads off the dog?
The whole point is that it has three heads.
I'll give you three dollars.
They're eight.
I would've given you eight for the snake.
Fine.
But don't think you're gonna get this kind of a deal next time.
- Here's your change. - Thank you.
Always a pleasure doing business with you.
Thank you.
Markell.
Uh, yes?
Come here.
What did you do?
I gave her the lunch money.
I told you to stop buying these things from Cooper.
This was your lunch money for the rest of the week.
- Sorry. - Yeah.
Ah... come on.
Uh, you know, I-I-I'd, uh,
rather do the Chapter 11 thing.
Do you know what that means?
Of course. No, but they say it on TV all the time.
"Chapter 11, Chapter 11."
- I think it seems better than... - It's reorganization.
It's... you still staying in business.
Chapter 7 is our only way out of this.
What am I gonna do, though?
I don't know how to do anything.
Uh, Mr. Furlbee,
I'm gonna head home unless
there's anything else that you need from me...
No, no, no, hey, we're all good. Thanks, Ty.
All right, I'll see you guys tomorrow.
No, no.
Not until tomorrow, until tomorrow.
- Today. - No, no. I promise you.
You said that yesterday.
- Please, please. - Do it today, just go ahead and do it.
You got to... Go.
- Hey, Ty, uh, hold on just... - Hey.
Uh, just one second. I want to, uh, have a chat.
Sure.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey. - Hey.
Yeah, I want to talk to you just for a minute.
- Yeah. - Uh, hey, uh...
well, you've been doing an outstanding job, really,
just, you know, top of the... top of the line. I, uh...
We're gonna be doing some, um...
restructuring
here, so we're, uh, you know, uh...
I'm, uh...
I'm gonna have to, uh, I have to let you go, yeah.
Yeah. Yeah, and I'm sorry...
- What? - No, I'm sorry.
It's... I wish I...
I wish that wasn't the way, but it's...
but, you know.
You-you...
I-I-I put off grad school to be here and to work for you.
I know, but Sandy’s really forcing my hand here,
so I-I really get it. I do.
You get it?
Out of my hands. Yeah.
What?
I-I'm sure that Dannie, she had nothing to do with this, right?
- What would Dannie... - I...
What would Dannie have to do with this? What?
No, no. No.
Nothing to do with... Ty.
Hey, what-what happened
between Ty and Dannie?
I have no idea.
God... everything just burned to the ground.
Hey. Hey. That's your father.
That's enough, Markell.
- Happy birthday, son. - Thank you, Dad.
What did you wish for, Dad?
He can't say, or it won't come true.
Did you wish for a seven-room house?
I would wish for a seven-room house.
Nobody needs a seven-room house.
You know what your mama would wish for
if she were here, don't you?
For you to go to church.
Oh, mercy. Dad, can't you just let it be?
You remember when I turned 40?
I was working two jobs.
Had you in a big house. Car when you was 16.
- Okay, okay. - And what happened, Dad?
Now you in my house,
and what do you think that's got to do with the church?
I'm just saying.
Maybe a little prayer would help you out
with some of these plans you have for yourself.
Hey.
Yeah, come on in.
Hello?
How you doing?
Hey.
I've, uh... I've owed you a call.
Yeah, you owed me a call a week ago.
What happened to your face?
Took a fall.
Hey, it's not really a good time
to talk about this stuff, so, you know.
What... what-what stuff? I'm...
Look, I-I didn't come here to press anything.
I'm-I'm just trying to figure out why you've been avoiding me.
Oh, I'm not avoiding you.
- Really? - No.
I thought we were having a good time.
I mean, I haven't even heard from you.
Where have you been?
I know.
Have you been working? What have you been doing?
Yeah, I've been working, I've been working, all right?
Got it.
All right, well...
Um, I just want you to know that you can
- talk to me if-if you want to. - Right.
Right, okay. Cool, thanks.
Look, I've been where you are right now.
I know how it feels to run away when...
Oh, is that why you moved here? Some guy broke your heart, huh?
- Some dude back in Philly? - No.
I moved here because I was the one running away.
And I see that that's what you're doing.
Look...
I'm not gonna chase you,
and it's... it's pretty clear
that you have some shit going on.
So if you want this to be... a thing,
call me when you're done.
Oh, man.
Are you okay?
You've been somewhere else all night.
I'm really proud of you.
For what?
For not murdering your father tonight.
That man knows how to push my buttons.
Course he does. He made the buttons.
Talking about a big house, car.
I worked for that car, too.
And where's his money now, hmm?
Who's paying to feed him?
You're right.
But he did do the same thing for you way back when.
Kids don't know to be grateful. He's 70 years old.
You see that bill we got for his in-home dialysis?
$4,000.
Who has to pay that?
- We'll find a way. - How, baby? By not paying
the heat and air, which are about to be cut off anyway?
- And that car needs a new... - So ask for the extra hours.
It ain't gonna be enough.
I'm gonna look into a second job.
Let me get a second job for a while.
Go to junior college.
There aren't those kind of jobs out there.
Baby,
you got a bad case of "what's the fucking point" right now.
Okay, but what is the fucking point right now?
We'll get through this.
Mm-hmm.
Oh, that goddamn dog.
Come on.
Ribeye, Ribeye!
Ribeye, get inside the...
Ribeye. Ribeye.
Get... Get in there.
Are you finding me some treasures?
Yeah.
Oh, whoa, look over there.
There's a cool rock.
Look at this thing.
Hey, Garrett.
Oh, hey, Mrs. Crabtree.
- Hi. - Hey, this is Dannie.
Can't come to the phone right now.
You know what to do.
Oh, there's that sweet little lamb chop.
Oh, my.
She gets cuter every minute.
What are we gonna do if you get any cuter, Miss Priss?
- Hmm? - Hey, uh, Mrs. Crabtree.
Uh, y-you wouldn't, by any chance, be able to, like,
watch her right now just for a little bit?
I-I got to go see about a friend of mine.
Oh, my goodness.
I thought I did something wrong the last time.
- Oh, no. - Of course. Oh, you know how much
I love this girl.
I really appreciate it.
Where is your friend?
Uh...
I don't know.
Hey, I-I'm gonna go, uh, bring out her stuff to you,
and I'll be... I'll be right back.
Hey, Pop.
Hey, Dante. How was your birthday?
It was good. It was good.
That little bonus you slipped into my locker,
that was really nice of you to remember.
Get yourself something nice.
I remember 40. It hit you yet?
Yeah, I think it's hitting me pretty good.
I feel like...
Everything just feels really heavy all of a sudden.
- You know? - I do know.
And I don't want it to be like that.
You ever feel like...
like you're carrying all these things in your life?
Like... like you're carrying them...
...like they're resentments?
I definitely understand.
I'm sorry, Pop.
You're always so good at talking to us about our lives.
Come on, Dante.
You can talk to me anytime. I'm honored.
I'm just saying my wife and my son and my father...
My dad moved in with his dog, you know,
- after my mom died. - I do remember that.
And they're the best things in my life, and...
I don't want to resent them.
Because the truth is, it's not them, right?
It's me. It's me.
There's something going on inside me that's making me
see the world in a way that I don't want to see it.
How can I help?
So, with all these new people coming in,
I was just wondering... if there was a way
for me to... move on... towards...
...something where I can advance.
You mean make more money?
Yeah. That, but also...
I never had, like, a five-year plan, you know?
Like... a path towards being a foreman, or...
a supervisor.
And I'm not saying I should be one now,
but... I just mean a path.
Well, um, things keep going in the right direction,
a foreman-type situation might open up,
uh, you know, pretty soon.
- For real? - It'll be a few months.
We're gonna need to hit some marks,
but, uh, yeah... yeah, in plates, matter of fact.
I really appreciate that, Pop.
Anything you need in the meantime,
don't hesitate, all right?
See this right here?
This is what we're doing out here today
'cause of you.
Oh, real mature.
Last known address seven years ago,
but we're out here today in the rain
'cause you had to go and be a hero.
- Good morning, sir. - Good morning, Sir.
Is your jail dry? If so, you can lock me up right now.
Years ago, this man lived two houses down.
His name is Grady Kovak. Do you know him?
Doesn't live there anymore.
No, sir. We know.
We're just checking to see if you might've seen him.
But he does come to stay with that son of a bitch
down there every so often.
- "That son of a bitch"? - Yeah.
That, uh, shitty brown roof, see?
Oh, yeah. Uh, when was the last time you saw him?
Oh, I don't know.
About three weeks ago, yeah.
That house over there?
But be warned.
He's a crotchety bastard.
Thanks for the warning, sir.
- We'll keep our eyes open. - Have a good day.
Hold on a minute.
Should we do this? Or should we talk to the chief first or...
Well, I'll be damned.
What?
Mr. Walsh, right?
- Yeah, that's right. - You work at Carl Steel?
Well, I do until my scratch-offs hit.
Wh-What yinz want with Kovak?
So you know him?
Yeah, he stays
on my couch sometimes when he's in town.
Mr. Kovak's blood was confirmed as one of the seven.
Oh, Jesus.
Any, any idea what happened to him?
You didn't notice he was missing?
He's been "missing" for years.
He's one of those...
what you call it... nomadics.
You know, Alaska, Texas, Oregon.
You know, he's come back here
from damn near everywhere over the years.
When was the last time you saw him?
Uh, I guess it had to be that night before,
you know, before the...
shit hit the fan.
He was on your couch the night before the murders?
Yeah.
Did he tell you he was in town with Rick Mitchell?
Did he say he'd been staying in Youngstown with Rick?
We talk pussy and football.
I don't know anything about the guys life.
Well, where were you the night of the murders?
The French Riviera.
I was here.
- Where do yinz think I was? - Were you alone?
My wife was visiting her mother. Why?
'Cause, far as we know,
you're the last person who saw Grady Kovak alive.
He was gone by the time I got up.
Don't go anywhere. We're gonna want to talk to you again.
Oh, Ms. Ashworth.
Oh, hello, um...
Charles.
Oh, Charles, of course.
I'm so sorry.
Don't apologize.
I-I was hoping we could...
work on your biography a little bit?
Oh, you want to know about me?
We've been working on it every day.
And yesterday,
we left off where...
...you were about to take over your fathers business.
Oh. Oh, yes.
- Yes, I-I... - Hey, Dad?
- Hi. - Ah!
Cupcake.
What a surprise. This is Ms. Ashworth.
Ms. Ashworth, this is my daughter Chelsea.
Oh, she's lovely.
How long have you been married?
Gross.
We're gonna go to my room and talk a bit.
I'll come and meet up with you later?
Oh, okay.
It's lovely to meet you both.
Really nice to meet you.
So what is that, Dad?
Ah, it's just a little drill
for us to help us with our memories.
Writing down our stories.
Ms. Ashworth, she has...
a little difficulty sometimes.
You're making friends, you're making girlfriends.
That's good. I'm proud of you, Dad.
Wyler.
Hey, Rich.
What are you doing here?
Chelsea, I came to see your dad.
Oh, I thought you guys hadn't spoken in years.
I-I, uh, I heard he wasn't doing so good,
so I-I really thought
- I should come see him. - Yeah.
Hey, Mr. Buchanan.
I swore you out of my life.
I swear to God, I wish I would've just stuck to that.
- Honey. Cupcake... - No, just... no. Dad?
Cut the shit right now.
The conversation that we had in here, about Mom,
when you were pretending that Uncle Rich was dead.
- What? - That was part of the grift.
And the grift was on me.
No, Ch-Chel, come on, now.
I would've brought you in, but apparently I was dead.
Honey, it wasn't on you.
- What's the con? - It...
Look, you're gonna tell me the con,
or I'm gonna go to the cops.
M-Ms. Ashworth.
- Oh, Dad. - Ms. Asworth inherited a company.
She made it profitable, and then her sons
took the company away from her, forced her out.
Then they put her in here as soon as her mind
started to go, but...
she still has somewhere between six and ten million dollars
in Krugerrands that she hid,
but nobody knows where, including her.
That's why you refused every place till we got here.
Yeah. Yeah.
Right.
And that's what the memory journaling was?
Yeah. Yeah.
I met her son.
I was doing a stint in a white-collar prison
in Upstate New York.
Said it's been bugging him for years.
Of course.
Of course. But...
Hey, you remember, uh,
when you used to say that...
everything was leading to the big score?
You know, that everything we were doing was just building,
building and building to the big one.
And...
and that we would be able to just, like,
hang it up one day and...
...that we would move to a foreign country...
together.
You remember?
Uh-huh.
Look where you are, I mean,
you're in fucking Western Pennsylvania
in a nursing home, it's pretty...
Petty fucking thieves.
Pop.
Hey.
What are you doing here?
I don't suppose you remember our conversation
at the gas station?
About maybe having a job for me?
Really? You want to come back?
Well, it's not exactly a "want to" situation, but...
Oh. What, you got a woman now, or something?
Fuck no, man.
There's enough weird shit on the Internet, I don't need no woman.
No, Chief Trask made it pretty clear
my previous occupation is obsolete.
- We can find you a spot. - Thanks, man.
Hey.
Full disclosure, though, I'm just doing this shit
till I can fake an injury and get disability.
Come here, you crazy son of a bitch.
Thank you, Pop.
Come on, let's get your paperwork.
Hey.
I'm going on break. You got a buck for the machine?
- I can pay you back tomorrow? - Yeah, of course.
You hear that shit?
Walmart's coming back.
Wait, what? Walmart's back in town?
Yeah, he's coming back to work.
Is he gonna work on the floor?
Nah. He used to be a plate foreman.
I'm sure Pop will put him back on that.
Hold on, Terri, I'll come with you.
Hey, uh, i-is this like a-a dinner club?
No, this is a country club.
Uh, yeah, but y-you guys, like, do dinners here, too?
You got something called a Regents Dinner?
I mean, yeah, but that was, like,
a couple weeks ago, though.
I mean, if you're looking for a job,
there's applications at the men's grill.
Hey, uh...
Uh, y... do you know a-a Dannie Gardner, by any chance?
Uh, there's a Julie Gardner that's a member here.
- Is it her brother? - Uh, no. It's Dannie...
it's like a, it's like a girl, um...
Like, Danielle?
Dannie Furlbee, maybe.
That... here... let me show you. Come here.
Her dads that real estate guy from those stupid billboards?
Thanks. Yeah.
Rand?
Hmm.
Motherfucker.
Hey, goddamn it! Ribeye.
Ribeye.
Damn dog.
Yeah.
Look, I need you to stop apologizing.
But I'm responsible for Trask hating you again.
Look, you got to understand, it goes in cycles.
Me and Trask hating each other is like the seasons.
But why?
I don't know. It's just the way it is.
Oh, so you want it that way?
- No, I don't want it that way. - You do... though.
You like your anger more than you like anything changing.
Talk to me in five years.
I was a black cop in a white police department.
You are a black cop in a white police department.
But why are you so mad about it, though?
Like, if you know it's that way and it's never gonna change,
how can you continue to be so disappointed in it all the time?
I'm a cynic.
You wish you could be a cynic.
What you are is an idealist with a broken heart.
You keep expecting things to change overnight,
and every morning you wake up, and things aren't all fixed,
and you decide the only thing to do is set the world on fire
and yell at everybody for not being better.
And what would you have me do?
Being angry isn't enough.
What I would have you do is look around
and see one little thing that's not working
and make one little thing better.
Then make the next little thing better.
I mean, yeah, right now,
I'm a black cop in a white police department,
but one day I'm gonna be a black police chief
in a black police department.
But this idea that
it never should have been broken in the first place...
I mean, it is.
So get over yourself.
How dare you talk to me like that.
Little smart-ass kid, you need to respect your elders.
♪ Late one afternoon.
- Hey. - Can I help you?
What can I do for you?
I'm supposed to do some yard work, uh, with the Furlbees.
I think they gave me the wrong address?
So, you don't have a phone number or anything like that?
Yeah, they're not picking up.
Right.
They're out on Hunter Lane.
Think it's number 16.
Yeah.
Hey, uh, sweetie. What are you, uh...?
What's, uh... What are you doing?
Packing for school.
Oh. Oh, okay, that's right.
That's right. That's good.
Hey, your mom and I were thinking
we all go out to dinner tonight, have a little talk.
Not really sure what my plans are yet, so...
I don't know.
- Can we just talk here? - Sure, we could.
It's just that, uh, well, you know, the business is changing.
And, uh, we thought
that it would be a,
- a-a good idea to... - Babe... could you...?
- Dad. - Wh... I...
Wh-Why-why do I have to... go?
Yeah.
Is Dannie here?
Well, can I tell her who's asking for her?
Garrett... Drimmer.
Ah. Uh, Dannie?
- Dannie! - What?
You want to invite your friend,
uh, inside?
What the hell are you doing at my house?
You-You're pretty hard to find considering
you lied to me about your name.
But you-you really needed a-a-a summer job from me?
What the fuck?
Really don't think you're one to be talking about lies right now.
Yeah, I-I-I remember you now
from that night at the pool with-with your boyfriend.
So tell me. Did you... did you...
did you beat the shit out of him before
or after you killed seven people?
Oh, my God.
I'm calling the fucking cops.
- Hey, hey, just-just wait a second! - Whoa! Whoa! Stop!
You don't fucking understand, okay?
I didn't, I didn't, I didn't, I didn't kill anybody.
What'd you do to your wife?
What are you...?
- I don't have a fucking wife. - Bullshit.
- I went to Mercy Seat. - What?
I know you broke your wife's jaw.
Oh, my God.
Fuck, Dannie. Dannie, that was my fucking...
That's my fucking sister!
Man, you-you-you really need to know the truth so bad?
I had a fucked-up sister who had a baby with her junkie husband.
Okay? He's-he's the one who-who...
who broke her fucking jaw.
Carrie's my niece.
Why did you lie to me?
Wanted to know, um...
who you were,
if you had anything to do with that stuff at the mill.
So, when you came to the door asking
if I was there for the babysitting thing,
it was easy to go along with.
Were we just all, like, just bullshit to you?
I wouldn't have stayed
if I really thought you had anything to do with it.
Then what-what do... what do you believe?
I don't fucking know.
What are you doing?
No, I don't want your money. No.
W-We got to be square, because I don't...
I don't think we should ever see each other again.
Who was that?
Jake Noveer.
Leave a message.
Hey, uh, Mr. Noveer, this is Tyler Bennett.
Um, I remembered some new information
about that night that you should probably know.
You'd be a batch operator.
You test the batches, check 'em for the right sequence,
document that.
Then you keep up with our, uh, inventory of aggregates.
Of course, we'd need a couple days for training and that,
you know, before we give you an official start date.
How many hours you getting over there?
They moved me up to 40 recently,
but that won't interfere with my nights here.
You want to work 40 hours during the day
and then come over here and work 40 hours at night?
When are yinz gonna sleep?
Well, I can handle it for a while.
Man, I just need to get caught up.
Plus, if there's more opportunity here,
then I can make that transition.
Look, you fall asleep and have a spill,
that's too dangerous, Dante, I can't do that.
- I know this guy. - Oh, yeah?
He works at Carl Steel.
Okay. He hopped the fence
and attacked me in the middle of the night.
Right over there by where it happened?
- Yeah. - Know his name?
No.
So it wasn't a four-wheeler accident.
It wasn't that you and the Furlbee girl
- got your signals crossed. - No.
I'm sorry we lied to you. I'm working for uh...
I was
working for her dad.
So we weren't supposed to be out there.
So why you coming to me now, changing your story?
Because I didn't know who it was before.
You got experience with the torches?
I was hoping for some opportunities for advancement.
Uh, we start everybody as a cutter unless you're a driver.
You don't happen to be a driver?
What about crane work?
Anything open there?
Cranes are full right now.
We would normally have openings, but with the tariff stuff,
China’s taking less of our scrap.
I guess it's good for your boy Bud Carl, though.
I mean, we could train you up for something
if you were able to be here during the day.
I kind of have to be at night.
Yeah, not much chance for advancement at night.
I'd like to find a way for this to work out, though.
I like you.
You don't talk much,
and that's one of my favorite qualities in people.
Hey.
Racetrack savant?
What?
I, uh... I found some checks, which made me curious,
so I started snooping.
I thought, "Now, what kind of man"
has bug-out bags placed in three different spots in his house?"
And then I realized...
"Every man I've ever known."
You're gonna have to stay there.
So, what do you want?
Well, why don't we start with who are you?
Randall Abatsy?
Or...
are you Ronald Israel Ealy?
Or...
August Ray Bellflower?
Maybe you are Antwuan Carlos Fraley.
You gonna turn me in?
You know, you think that I'm just a nice girl.
I'm not pissed 'cause you're
an immoral person.
I'm pissed because you treated me like the mark.
And I told you that I'm not the fucking mark.
You're not the fucking mark.
- So my question is... - I need you to stay down there.
I already told you.
Who are you?
You know, I couldn't figure out the con.
Then I found your lease for your Akron place.
Under a different name, of course.
Just very lavish.
I also found this list
of Akron investors.
And, just...
I don't know, it made me sad, 'cause they all lost.
But I think I figured it out.
What'd you figure out?
So you set up shop in two nearby towns.
Right? You throw parties,
- you pretend to be a rich investor. - Hey.
I'm a very rich investor.
Okay.
You pick a risky stock to go up in one,
and the same stock to go down in the other.
The people whose money you've lost, you just, you split town.
But the people who you've made money for,
you get them to invest a lot more in the next thing.
And then you split town with their money.
"Racetrack savant."
I mean, oldest one in the book.
S-So how do you know
the names of cons I've never even heard of?
'Cause I saw my dad at the racetrack.
I mean, I've been watching since I was, like, six.
You know, sometimes it was the difference
between me eating dinner or not,
but I-I never cared about dinner.
I was just pissed he never let me do it.
You want in?
Yeah.
Yeah?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
Don't worry, we'll find someone new to play with, okay?
Hey, I'm gonna go take a shower real quick, okay?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
We like the idea of a God made flesh.
But what if we think of God as a relationship?
Because when I see individuals in the world
turning towards one another instead of away,
that is where I see God.
Amen.
Now, I've done a lot of funerals over the years.
And families always want to list the accomplishments
of the deceased.
And accomplishments are nice.
The problem comes when our accomplishments
don't feel like enough.
What if we lose our jobs?
The jobs we work hard for.
When we lose our jobs, we lose everything.
So I'm happy to list Bernard's accomplishments,
but what if...
we talked about how he loved?
How much more important
is who we love?
Turn to page 333.
Hey. Hey.
Look at that.
What is that?
Got a little puppy...
Puppy... puppy.
Nice little puppy there.
Play with the little puppy, all right?
Okay.
- What are you doing? - Puppy.
- Are you hungry? - Yeah.
- Hey, baby. - Hey.
Sorry I'm late.
- Mwah. - I saved you a plate in the oven.
All right, thank you, baby.
- Hi, Daddy. - Hey.
Wait. Hug first.
- Now a kiss. - I love you.
I love you, too.
Do I get a kiss, too?
Come on, man.
I love you, Dad.
There you go.
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