Previously on Outsiders:
Elon! Elon!
I'm your only son now, so I'm gonna beat that boy tomorrow.
If you lose, you're not my son no more.
- Whoa! - Prophecy say...
...the returned one will be Bren'in. I do not give you my staff this Firstnight.
What's right mine, I got a right to take.
I am the one now.
- Me and Lil' Foster are not married. - I need to say things to you, G'win.
Maybe it's time you go be with him again.
The mining permit's finally gone through...
...we need them off our land, and now.
- You wanna do something? - Got any money?
That's the best Farrell wine ever, if I do say so myself.
- How much? - Chug! Chug! Chug!
Have you been drinking? Tyler.
What if it wasn't just moonshine?
Maybe the Farrells are cooking something nasty up there.
If that were true, not too many folks here would oppose your eviction of them.
Find me that 'shine he drunk.
I so much as hear you breathed a word to one of them again, and I bust your ass.
We all love you.
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Um...
Hey, Caleb.
Caleb?
Ah. Hi.
You ready to go to school?
Here. Here, I'll do it for you.
Hell, yeah! You're mine!
Yeah, you're going down!
He's looking at you.
Finely done, cousin, I must say.
Come on, the pit-fight.
- Nobody thought you had it in you. - Me neither.
You know, uh...
...they always told me the world down there was no good.
They'd gone and lost everything that made life worth living.
But me and you, we know that ain't all true.
Oh, we do?
I'm Hasil.
You're the reader.
Yeah, you're the reader. How'd you do it?
I met a guy down there who worked at the newspaper...
...offered to help me.
Got in lots of trouble for it, if I remember right.
Yeah, trouble. I hear trouble, cousin.
Don't look now, but that fair-haired one over there...
...has been staring at you all day.
All right. Pleasure knowing you, Mr. Asa. Welcome back.
Thank you.
What happened to him?
Took some 'shine, sold it downtown.
Foster took exception.
- Whoa. - Ooh.
Ladies, ged-gedyah.
Girl's name is Barbara McGintuk, but she's a Shay.
Her grandmother married my great-aunt's husband.
Well, you can ask her yourself.
I know you'd been gone a long time. I just wanted to welcome you.
Thank you.
We'll get you a waistcoat too.
I have an uncle got a dozen of them, and I'm sure he can spare one.
Truth is, you look terrible.
So now...
...you have to dance with me.
- I do? - A girl gives you a gift...
...you gotta ask her to the floor.
- Come on, boy, this way. - Okay.
Looks like you haven't forgotten everything, Asa Farrell.
Why, thank you.
See if you remember this one.
What's going on?
What the hell they think they're doing?
Extending the old logging road, it looks like.
Yeah, the one that we blocked up years ago.
Foster, where you going?
Where you think?
You take one shot at them, they will come at us with everything.
Good.
Then they'll know a Farrell don't run.
Miss?
Listen, we can keep doing this all day, Jane...
Or whatever you're calling yourself these days.
- What do you want? - You know what I want.
I gotta get you to move on out of here or I'm taking you with me.
- That's your choice. - Really, sheriff?
You know times are so tough.
This little itty bitty strip here is all I got. You know? You feel me?
You know this is my job, and that's all I got too.
- So I gotta do what I gotta do. - Okay, you go and take me in, sheriff.
There's nothing I have say about it.
Ma'am, I'm gonna ask you to take your hands out of there.
I'm just looking for my ID, so you can go on and book me, you know?
Oh, there it is.
- Lookie there, got my name on it. - You think you're being goddamn funny?
Well, I don't know, sheriff. You do seem a little tense.
You keep sassing me, ma'am, you're gonna see me tense.
Hey. Hey, I'm talking to you. You come back here right now!
They're blowing up that whole ridge. That means half our water goes bad.
Well, as I said, it ain't gonna happen.
Bhradain, go around to Morningside...
...and tell the McGintuk boys what transpired.
They probably heard nothing over there.
- See how much fire you can get. - Yes, sir. It's done.
No, Foster, that's a mistake. You know it is.
Last time they started on that road, what happened?
- You weren't even born yet. - No, I heard the story since I was a girl.
Two of our people got shot. One of them was your fa. He was our Bren'in.
And what happened after that? Huh?
What come up that road?
I'll tell you, nobody.
Because they stopped cutting it. They went away. That is what happened.
Well, it was too high a price.
Foster, hear me out, please. Look, I remember your fa.
I was 4 years old when he died. I mean, the man was a giant.
And I honor his legend.
But we can't fight them like we used to.
That's what they're hoping we do.
We shoot first, give them the right to come at us with an army, and...
You listen to me, lostie.
This mountain is ours, but it don't come free.
We gotta pay rent on it like anybody.
Only our rent, it come in blood.
Bhradain, go.
Now, the rest of you, you come with me.
You know, if it weren't for you...
...we wouldn't have known any of this was coming down, Asa.
You're the only one of us that knows them.
Suppose you head back there straighten this out.
They ain't gonna listen to me.
Shit.
You just gonna sit there?
Watch your step, now, okay?
Hey, how's school today? You okay?
I gotta take you to your Aunt Ledda's house, okay?
What's that?
Hey. What's that on your face?
What did someone do? You get scratched?
- Hey, you get in a fight? - No.
- You hit him back? - I didn't get in a fight.
Know something? I don't know what to say to you.
You already said it without saying, is what I'd say.
I cannot go back down there, G'win, and you know it.
Do I?
You think I spent six months in that box...
...because I was enjoying myself?
Because I didn't care one way or the other? Huh?
No. It's gotta be some other thing, something else.
I wanna be here, with you, with all of us. That's it. That's the reason.
You're a goddamn liar.
How come you never got married to him?
You belong down there with them fakers, you pile of pig shit. Go on!
Run away.
- That's exactly what I'm not doing. - Horses.
You're running even when you're standing still.
Okay.
Oh, that was too easy.
Oh, no, keep walking, Asa Farrell.
You ran away and left me 10 years ago. You think you can just come back...
...do time, win a pit-fight, and we welcome you back like a hero?
I said I was sorry.
You did? I must've missed it.
Okay.
I'm saying I'm sorry now.
Whatever it is that you think that we have up here, it's going away and soon.
Okay, then.
What should I do?
Show them who we are.
So we got five pistols, three new shotguns...
...plus the Springfields and the rifle we got the other night.
Hmm. Hmm. Four pistols.
We need repeaters is what we need.
Automatics.
Make that eight pistols, Fa.
I got four more good.44s from down in Shaytown.
Then there's this...
...a revenuers' fire from back in Prohibition days.
It work?
- Think so. - Oh, you think so.
- You got rounds for it? - Yep.
That it? And you don't know if it shoots or not.
I didn't wanna waste any of the rounds on...
Well, what you're wasting is my time.
You see a sign on the door say we need girl chilluns in here?
You told us to get all that we could. I just...
You just what?
Didn't I tell you not ever show your face around here again?
Why you no listen to anything I say to you?
I know a fella that's got some good longbows.
I'll go get and them.
Come on. Come on.
- Fa, please, I... - Don't you ever call me that again.
- He didn't win fair. - Oh, you lost.
And that's what I know. That's what everybody knows.
- Well, let me prove it to you. - Look...
...I believed you before...
...and that was the last time.
You wanna come back here again?
Then you do something right for me.
For this family.
Four ninety-nine. Thank you.
- Have a nice day. - You too.
- Hello. - Hello.
Apple.
Sorry.
Look here.
Four-eight-eight-eight-eight-two-nine.
- Okay? - Awesome. Got it, thank you.
That'll be 3.69.
Thank you. Here you are. Have a nice day.
Mr. Rourke?
Mr. Rourke, it's me, Asa.
I saw the newspaper was closed. What happened?
Mr. Rourke?
Finally.
I don't know what took so long.
Well, I was away out west.
Hot diggity damn. Now, that's what I call interesting.
You go from one to zero, and then back again...
...and what do you got?
Mr. Rourke?
Mr. Rourke, you okay?
Your word is your wand. Isn't that right?
Yeah, that's right, Mr. Rourke.
Think we might've got them. Good job, right?
- Sheriff Houghton, good to see you. - Miss Bryant.
Oh, please. Claire.
Uh...
I couldn't help noticing yesterday, I came in to pick up Caleb...
...and he had these scratches on his face.
- I saw those too, yeah. - I wanted to know what happened to him.
Well, he said he fell in the woods.
- You let him go in the woods? - No, no, we don't do that.
Ah.
Hmm. Well...
He came to school with the scratches on his face.
Technically, I see a child come in looking like that...
...I'm supposed to pick up the phone...
...but I assumed you already knew about it.
Yeah.
Oh. Where are you from? You from Boston? D.C?
- Hartford. - Hartford.
Um... Well, we're sure very lucky to have you here.
My little boy's... He's all there is.
Good evening, everybody.
Welcome to our hearing.
I'm Sheriff Tom Weineke, as most of you know.
It's good to see such a nice turnout. Heh.
So as you all know, the extraction permit for Shay Mountain finally went through.
Tonight, we'll be hearing arguments, pro and con...
...concerning the relocation of the homesteader family...
...we call the Farrells.
Miss Haylie Grimes from One Planet Resources.
Thank you, sheriff.
My name is Haylie Grimes, and I'm the new Community Relations Manager.
I'm just thrilled to be a part of this effort to create jobs...
...and revitalize this town.
Our Shay Mountain extraction project will bring hundreds of jobs here...
...and get this town back on its feet.
But we can't do that until the people who are illegally squatting on our land...
...have been relocated to more suitable housing.
That's right.
I know these are difficult times...
...but the state has told us that until they're gone, we can't begin work.
Meaning the start date for hiring full-time positions has been pushed.
Pushed till when?
- Until all those people have been moved. - How long's that gonna take?
That's up to the county sheriff"s department.
To hell with them Farrells!
They've been here longer than your family!
Shut up, Sue. Just because you married one of them.
All right. Everybody quiet down.
- Leave them alone! - Just quiet down.
Hey, Butch, I know you're in there! Come on, open the door!
Butch, I know you're in there! Come on, I just wanna talk to you.
I mean what I say, Butch. Open the goddamn door.
All right, I'm coming.
Hey. Ha-ha.
I'm sorry. Sorry to bother you, brother. Oh.
Hello, ma'am.
Sir.
Look, I need the rest of that cash and I'm gonna need it now.
You need something, you might wanna try a friendlier approach. Just saying.
I ain't got your money, son. I'm laying low as it is because of you.
What you talking about "because of me"? I'm the one that's got trouble, not you all.
Word is your 'shine caused some kid to kill his dad.
Now he's locked up, and he was one of my best customers.
Okay, listen.
I need that money to go on a date.
I need it to go on a date. I got a girl.
She likes to be treated special. Understand?
A date?
Yeah.
Hey!
Don't just sit there.
Oh, look at that. Look at this.
- You still owe me half for this one too. - Well, then go on and take it.
- Listen to me. - Hey, ease up, ease up!
Listen. Listen. I want that paper, Butch.
I told you, I ain't got it.
- I told you I want that paper, Butch! - Hey! Hey!
- I told you. - Go!
Here! Get the hell out of here!
Go!
Oh, my God.
- What are you looking for? - I found it.
Bhradain's got a leaky roof. I'm gonna help him fix it.
Only reason you're saying that is because you want me to know you're lying.
- Where are you going? - Nowhere.
Here.
I don't need that.
Don't your fa want all the fire he can get? Make a show down the end of the road?
- Get us all killed? - I don't know what you're talking about.
Foster!
All that dancing with him...
...don't mean nothing.
Just idle talk without the talk.
That's right.
Hmm. Listen.
I know you a long time.
I know how your head works...
...and elsewhere.
So I know you plan on dusting his broom, if you haven't already.
I'm just asking if you love me the way that you say you do...
And I'm asking you...
...to think about whose side you're on.
Your fa's or ours.
Hey, you all. I'm Ledda Dobbs.
And as you all probably know...
...my husband, Breece, is a miner, and he's out of work.
Look, I'm all for jobs, I am.
But these mountains, they don't belong to us, okay?
They belong to God, and we've got no right to blow them up.
- I need a job! - They say they'll create...
...hundreds of positions...
...but if you ask any of those people over in Kenlayson or Juviler...
...where they wrecked their water...
...and they filled the air with coal dust and the hollows with black sludge...
...they will tell you that most of the jobs that they're creating are overseas.
- That is not true. - It is true.
And once they're done polluting our towns and our schools...
...they'll take their billions and they'll just go back home.
And they'll leave us with our ill health...
...and our streams with no fish in them...
...and nowhere for our kids to play.
So, listen, I just...
I say leave them Farrells be...
...and more importantly...
...you let that mountain be.
My name is Breece Dobbs.
Ledda's my wife.
We agree on some things.
And we disagree on others.
Where we agree, we both wanna raise our girls right and give them a future.
But we can't do that without work.
I come off from my second tour of Iraq...
...and I worked steady...
...but I ain't had a job in near three years now.
- That's tough. - And that's hard. Um...
But now there's hope for me and my family...
...and all the families here tonight because...
You said it, brother!
...these good people, they come here and they offer us jobs...
...so we can hold our heads up high.
Bring this town back from the brink a little bit.
Them Farrells...
...they don't own that land they live on.
They got no right to be up there. They don't pay taxes on it.
They don't put their kids in our schools. They don't abide by our laws.
So I just gotta wonder why...
Breece!
...why we gotta play by the rules, and them Farrells don't.
- Thank you very much. - Breece!
- Breece! Breece! - Breece!
- Breece!
Breece! Breece! Yeah.
All right, just quiet down, everybody. Quiet down.
Oh, say, can you see...
...by the dawn's early light...
...when so loudly we caved at the fat cat's last scheming?
Whose jail stripes and strip bars...
...through the pale urban blight...
...and all those poor folks we squashed were so gallantly screaming.
And the deep pockets did stare...
...aplomb nursing the dare...
...and if you ain't rich like me...
...then your rights are stripped bare.
Oh, say, does that far-fangled banner ad deprave...
...o'er the home of pure greed...
...and the land of the slave?
Any of you come up that mountain, you ain't gonna be coming back down.
Thank you.
Hey, you threatening us? Huh?
Get back here, Farrell! You get your butt back here!
- I'm gonna get you! - Stop.
Get out of the way, Wade! Get out of the way!
Where you going? Come on!
Come on, where did he go?
Costing us money?
- Telling us what to do? - They ain't paying taxes!
Police are on the way, just so you know.
I ain't doing nothing. I'm just waiting for somebody.
Yeah, well, you're scaring people off.
Don't say I didn't warn you.
How's it going tonight?
Well, it's... It's going pretty good.
He says he's waiting for somebody.
What's your name?
Look, don't a fella have the right to just sit outside...
...and look at the stars, look at the moon in peace?
This is private property, so why don't you go on across the street over there?
Why don't you mind your own affairs, sir?
Come on. Let's go. Let's move it along.
Come on, what, you gonna shoot me?
Let's go.
Come on, let's go.
I said let's go.
Car four at the Acorn's on Chapel Street. I need some backup.
Shit.
- You are under arrest. Stop right there. - Ho-ho-ho.
I said stop! I said stop.
You think that guy was one of them?
Or one of those crazy-ass tree hugger kids?
- I don't know. I couldn't tell what he was. - He was one of what? What happened?
- Where's Caleb? Is he sleeping? - I guess so.
We think there was a Farrell at the town meeting.
- Damn weirdo is what he was. - He's pretty smart.
Mr. Grant told us in history class that they have what's called squatter's rights.
Said we tried to kick them out a long time ago, but two people died.
It wasn't that long ago.
Your uncle and I were, like, Caleb's age.
It wasn't two people that died neither. There were three.
- Man, he's out like a light. - Well, he can stay here tonight then.
- Just like every night. - Hey.
Uncle Wade, are you gonna kick the Farrells off their land?
Well, evicting them is not...
One, it's not their land.
Two, if you do your job, we'd all be better off by now.
- What do you want me to do? - I want you to do something, anything.
Do you want me to go up there?
That's what cops do.
- I got a little boy, Breece. - I got two little girls.
What do you think's gonna happen to them?
What's gonna happen to the whole town? Excuse me, Ledda.
The town has been in the shitter for 10 years.
You're like a broken record.
I'll be a broken record all I want in my own house. You understand, Wade?
- You know there's a precedent... - Okay. That is enough, both of you.
Yeah?
What in God's name did you tase him for?
Where is he?
He won't tell us his name, and, of course, he don't have an ID.
There's a jug of 'shine in his bag. You want me to hold it?
No. And fill out a form for a John Doe. I'll take care of this.
Hey, do I get a, uh...
What do you all call it? A barrister?
Don't you all never come down here again! You hear me?
You tell your folks, you stay up there.
You don't cause no trouble.
I'm trying to make all this go away. Now, you gotta work with me.
What'd I say to you?
You said good night and sweet dreams...
...what you said.
Breece, why do you have to give him such a hard time like that?
Because he's a drunk.
Look, I know that you're on that line every morning, looking for day work...
...but that is not Wade's fault.
His job is to get them down off of there. And he don't seem too motivated.
- See the way he defended that guy? - Remember there's a reason for that.
Farrells didn't kill your daddy.
Booze and pills killed your daddy, same as it's killing him.
There he is up there!
Hey, Farrell!
Well, well, look who it is.
You need a ride, Mr. Smart-ass?
No, thanks. I'm good.
What, you just gonna walk back up that hill?
- I done it before. - Not tonight.
Look, guys, you really don't wanna do this.
Hey, hey, hey!
Come on! Get him!
Hey, Farrell, we got a message for you.
Something you can take to your kin.
Yeah! Whoo!
- Come on! Do it! Do it! - Aah!
Oh, God!
You wanna send me a message?
Huh? Get back! You wanna send me a message?
There's my message.
You leave us Farrells alone.
Jake. Come on, come on. Get him up.
- Yeah, come on. - Damn!
Don't you move, boy, unless you wanna die.
I don't want no trouble, now. You hear me?
You killed my baby brother.
What are you talking about?
That night we all came down here.
He was only 8 years old.
Well, I'm sorry about that...
...but we have a right to defend ourselves from you all. Git!
Help me.
How'd it go down there?
Not too good, from the looks of it.
I told you, boy, this is a job for the loyal and the true...
...not a child who doesn't know who he is yet.
I tried.
And?
We're in a war, G'win.
Looks like we're losing already.
- I know you're not married, but I... - But what? You've been away too long?
You've forgotten how we do things up here?
Hey, Fa, you home?
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