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Raylan is not thrilled that Lindsey and his twenty (!) grand in cash are gone (this possibly is in ascending order of chagrin), and Rachel offers to help him in his pursuit of Lindsey and her ex. Turns out Randall the MMA ex-husband and Lindsey have headed over to that Matthew McConaughey fight promoter "Joe"'s place, and Randall and Lindsey are planning to put up Raylan's money to for Randall to manage…gamecocks? The viability of this career aside, Randall has some serious anger-management issues with which Lindsey is most decidedly not on board and which prompt her to call Raylan from the road. When Raylan and Rachel arrive at Joe's party house, it looks like Jonestown, but conscious is Theresa from The O.C., who leads Raylan and Rachel to Joe. Raylan uses his special brand of charming intimidation to get Joe to point him in the right direction; Rachel eventually has to leave him to go to work, but not without arming him with a sawed-off shotgun. Raylan catches up with the couple and promptly blasts Randall in the gut with a beanbag bullet; however, he underestimates the healing power of Randall's rage, and soon the big guy has tackled him and they're in a fight that Raylan doesn't look very likely to win. But Lindsey settles the matter by shooting them both, and then makes her choice by knocking Randall out with the butt of the gun. However, she takes off before Raylan can recover, leaving Raylan to turn Randall over to the authorities and discover that his money has turned into so many clucking chickens. And they're not even eatin' chickens! Raylan's philosophical about the dual loss, not least because Lindsey's departure means he can finally get some much-needed sleep.
It seems Billy actually died from last week's snakebite, which is rather an unexpected choice on the show's part, and this sends Ellen May crawling back to Ava and Boyd. Not knowing whether Ellen May has blabbed about the murder to anyone, Ava is wary of the return, so Boyd has Shelby bring Cassie in to try to learn if she knows anything. If Cassie is privy to any information, she does a good job of hiding it, but Ava still thinks Ellen May might be too much of a liability for them, so Boyd suggests she send her away to work for some family of his in Alabama. Ellen May actually figures out why Ava's sending her away, and promises not to say anything, but Ava's unmoved, and even orders Colton to kill Ellen May while he's taking her to the bus station. Even as hard a man as Colton can't bring himself to kill simple old Ellen May in cold blood, but after he heads into a gas-station bathroom to steel himself with some nasal refreshment, he emerges to find her gone. The fact that she started pumping the gas before disappearing suggests that someone came along and removed her from the scene. My money's on Cassie, as I'm betting she figured out the purpose of Shelby's game, but the beauty of this show is that it could credibly have been just about anyone.
Want more? The full recap starts right below!We pick up where we left off last week, with Rachel blandly telling Raylan that he probably should have seen this coming. Raylan isn't so sure this was Lindsey, so Rachel asks if it's then Randall who took his money. Raylan asks if everyone knows about that, and Rachel is like, "All about your secret money? Please." I mean, Art practically accused him of running a side business, but I like the idea that the rest of the marshals have all been gossiping about it too. After Raylan confesses that the missing money is "a goodly sum," Rachel wonders if he's going to call it in, but he's not sure what to say; he doesn't even know whether Lindsey was a willing participant in the scheme. The fact that she knew about the money and Randall didn't is telling enough, but Rachel does me one better and asks if, say, Lindsey's toiletries are still around. Raylan has to admit that they are not, and Rachel is at least kind enough not to outwardly enjoy this nearly as much as Art or Tim would. She does, however, ask what Raylan really knows about Lindsey and what he intends to do when he finds her, but Raylan doesn't have many ideas, as he's kind of stuck on the fact that he thought Lindsey actually liked him. Aw. That's about as much sentiment as you'll see Raylan express, and he punctuates the moment by getting extra-squinty about it. Since Raylan doesn't have any answers, Rachel suggests they go find some...
...and we cut to the place to which they will probably go to seek them -- the house of that Matthew McConaughey-esque dude who was wearing the tracksuit two episodes ago, whose name we'll find out is a disappointingly simple "Joe." I thought he was the type who would have at least three other first names. There's a raging party going on outside, but Joe, tailed by his enforcer "Rufus" (still wearing the stupid fedora) leads Lindsey and Randall inside into a quiet room that's generously stocked with liquor.
Joe grandstands for a while about feng shui and expensive tequila and God knows what else, and in the face of his Southern white-trash low-life bullshit, it amuses me to learn that the actor, Joshua Close, is Canadian (he was recently in The Master, I think as one of Phillip Seymour Hoffman's acolytes late in the film). Randall, however, isn't particularly amused and gets less so when Joe starts hitting on Lindsey, but he steers Joe to business, saying he's come into the necessary money for the mysterious thing they discussed. Joe crows to Rufus that Randall's "gonna be a fight manager for real," but he does deign to count the cash in the envelope Lindsey hands him. Randall drawls that they need to "accelerate the timeline," and Joe's head is not so far up his own ass that he doesn't know that means the money's stolen, not that he particularly cares. When he hits on Lindsey again, though, Randall gets to his feet and goes for his weapon, but the click of Rufus' gun lets us know he has Randall covered, and Joe suggests he sit down and act civil. In response, however, Randall knocks a bunch of shit off Joe's desk and tells him to make the calls he needs to make, prompting Lindsey to laugh how all the boys think they've "got dicks the size of redwoods." She jokes, but it would go a long way toward explaining how she could abandon Raylan.
After a bit more back-and-forth (in which we learn the sum in the envelope was twenty grand), Joe says he should be able to set up a meeting for everything to be finalized first thing in the morning, news which Lindsey uses to try to placate Randall, so you can guess that Randall maybe has some anger issues. Shocking in an illegal MMA fighter, I know. Joe makes a call while Randall tells Lindsey that if they stick together, nothing can stop them, but the look on Lindsey's face suggests the remark makes her think of Raylan, as if she needed any more of a reason. Credits.
At Boyd's bar, Johnny is crowing about how they're back in business, while Colton can't believe Billy didn't listen to reason. And I should just say it upfront; unless the show is pulling some deep double-cross, and I can't see that at all in this particular situation, Billy died from the snakebite near the end of last week's episode. Not only is it an interesting (although hardly unprecedented) choice for this show to kill someone off who it looked like was going to be developed over a season, it kind of goes to show that anyone with any kind of purity, even when said purity involves the handling of snakes, isn't going to last long in Harlan.
Anyway, discussion of this development is curtailed by the sheepish (very good word for her) entrance of Ellen May, and Boyd goes to talk to her. When he tells her Ava isn't there at present, Ellen May confesses that she doesn't have anywhere else to go and then talks about seeing Billy's face all puffed up, wondering why he had to die that way. Boyd admits some culpability in that eventuality, but says that ultimately, Billy made his choice. The impromptu seminar on free will is cut short by the entrance of Ava, who's surprised that Ellen May wants to come back to work for her. But speaking of surprises, it probably will not be one for you to hear that Ellen May fails to avoid the unfortunate -- given her profession -- word-choice offer to "start at the bottom."
While Ava is mature enough not to comment on that, she's still not thrilled at the development in general and pulls Boyd aside for a confab. Boyd thinks the situation is as simple as it looks, and with Ellen May that seems like a reasonable assumption -- but the real problem here is that Ava regrets having left a witness to Delroy's murder, even one that was involved in the crime, and she's reached a crisis point: "Either I gotta worry about this thing, or I gotta do the other thing." Rarely has a statement so vague been so potentially nefarious. Boyd, however, thinks that they should do a bit of diligence before they murder a girl with the brains of a not-particularly-precocious fourth grader, and figures that if Ellen May told anyone about Ava's misdeeds in Bible camp, Cassie would know about it. Without delay, he sends Colton out to fetch her...
...while in the light of day, Rachel and Raylan have arrived, and Raylan's comment tells you all you need to know about the dregs of the party: "Too late to call in the hazmat team?" Hee. One guy is actually conscious, but he's in a bit of a videogame haze and not much help, although his point is taken that a picture of Randall would be helpful in determining his presence. A pleasantly sardonic woman then appears and pours herself a drink, and from her black eye it's reasonable to conclude the fighting on the premises isn't limited to men. Also, as I mentioned in the recaplet, this is the same actress, Navi Rawat, who played Theresa on The O.C., and it's an unfortunate statement on what that character went through that the black eye here was instrumental in helping me place her.
Rachel asks about Joe, whose name she says is on the deed to the house, and "Gina" tells her he's probably got "some poor girl bent over a sofa somewhere." A little early in the day for that mental picture, Gina, but I suppose you haven't been to bed yet either. On another note, I love the beer bottles littered everywhere that are simply labeled "Kentucky," just in case you get so shitfaced you forget what state you're in. Gina cautions Rachel that Joe hates cops, to which Rachel responds that she's not looking to make friends, and given that Rachel recently split up with her husband, I guess it's good that she's showing command of stock phrases from The Bachelor. (That one's for Daniel.) Raylan then saunters over, and from the way Gina goes a little cold I'm getting the sense she's more into Rachel, and although that's not my thing I can hardly blame her. Raylan tells Gina that anything she can do to smooth the waters with Joe would be appreciated, and after Gina sizes Raylan up, she challenges him to wrestle for her help. Raylan is like, "Ummmmmmmmm," but she doesn't let him twist for too long before telling him she's pulling his leg -- she doesn't fight for free. Heh. Raylan at least laughs, probably realizing that Gina might well kick his ass, and then Gina leads the two of them further into the house...
...whereupon we see Gina missed a bet -- Joe is going at it in the bed rather than bending anyone over a couch. In fairness, that's harder to do when you're giving it to two people, as he is here. Raylan, unfazed as ever, flips on the lights and saunters in as the threesome breaks up appropriately, and Raylan bravely doesn't worry about what he might see or catch as he sits down right to Joe, identifies himself, and asks about Randall. Joe admits that Randall was there a few hours ago with his old lady but balks at giving up any further information, so Raylan tells him if he fails to cooperate, the state police will be forced to interview everyone who was at the party, and with the Marshal Service involved, there could also be issues of asset forfeiture.
Joe gets up to call his lawyer, but Raylan grabs him by the hair and bends his head back -- hard not to go to a dirty place when Joe's buck naked here -- and suggests that since he's really only interested in Randall, they could go about this differently. Gina goes slackjawed with amusement, which is hilarious, and Joe grits out that he's listening.
Raylan lets him go and tells him that Lindsey and Randall's normal MO would have been for Lindsey to play up to Joe, whereupon Randall would come in and (presumably using righteous jealousy to cover the grift) take him for as much money as he could squeeze out of him. Raylan goes on to say that because of him, things went in a different direction, so maybe Joe wants to help him out in return? Joe sends his ladies away, but instead of giving up info, he tells Raylan that anyone who "didn't see that grifter Barbie comin' a mile off deserves gettin' his ass fleeced." Ooh, I bet Grifter Barbie comes with some neat accessories. Shockingly, Raylan restrains himself from going for Joe's hair again; instead, he says that he's heard something about Randall going into fighter management, and does Joe know what that might look like? After a moment to process that, Joe genuinely laughs...
...which becomes far more understandable when we cut to outside and learn from Raylan and Rachel's conversation that the "fighters" Randall will be "managing" are actually gamecocks. Rachel wonders how Raylan knows that Joe is being honest, and Raylan admits that he doesn't, but (a) he doesn't figure Joe's going anywhere (presumably because of the fairly lavish house he's got there), and (b) if Joe's telling the truth, he's only got a couple hours to get out to Versailles. He then makes a comment about Rachel staying and talking to her new friend, so apparently I wasn't the only one feeling vibes there, but Rachel tells him she's his until two hours from now, when she'll have to get to work. They get into their respective vehicles...
...while in a convenience store, Lindsey is playing dumb about different brands and speeds of film. The clerk on duty, however, is only too happy to talk her through this minefield, and as such barely notices when Randall walks in and inquires where the beer in a bottle is. As it happens, the actor playing the clerk, David Dean Bottrell, is an acquaintance of mine, and when I saw this appearance, I emailed a mutual friend to tell him how I thought he nailed the accent. The response: "He grew up in Kentucky." So that happened. As Lindsey butters up the clerk and he gets more and more obviously horned up (he even talks about his amateur "boudoir" pictures), Randall sticks a bottle of champagne into his jacket and sidles out the door, and I like the attention to detail of him putting his hand over the attached bell as he does...
...and then we cut to Randall and Lindsey in the car, drinking and laughing at the guy and his obvious desperation. I was thinking at this point that David is a big enough actor that he probably wouldn't be hired just for one scene, but while I was correct, I didn't realize what bad news that was for his character. Randall stares lovingly at Lindsey and tells her she must have missed this, and goes on that "managing fighters" is his dream, especially since the ones he bought are apparently "like the Bruce Lee of fighting chickens." Makes me want to shoot a documentary short about them called Enter The Chicken. Come on; you'd watch that.
Lindsey climes into Randall's lap and they start making out, but Randall breaks to wonder if Lindsey liked flirting with the clerk; she tries to talk him down, and it looks like he's making a physical effort to rein himself in, so obviously his anger issues are something he can't control. And in case you weren't convinced, he suddenly rolls Lindsey off him and drives back in the direction of the convenience store, and like I said, this isn't my team, but it doesn't have to be to know that him turning down champagne and Lindsey in favor of violence means he's got more than one screw loose.
In his office, Shelby is apparently examining a criminal database and gets an update that the autopsy results for Drew Thompson have been revised and are now not a match, so his status has been changed to "at large." It's the only movement we'll get in this episode on what's probably the seasonal plot, and it's a blink-and-you'll-miss-it one at that, but it's significant.
A deputy then opens the door and leads Cassie in, and Shelby thanks her for coming. Cassie replies that she didn't have a choice -- and by the way, she looks like hell, so whatever she may have used her brother for, it seems fair to say she still cared about him. Shelby apologizes, but explains that Boyd has people out looking for her too, and he supposes it's because he fears what she may know about him. He goes on that Boyd is absent of any moral compass "that you and me might reckon by," and if he had reason to think Cassie had something on him, he'd kill her without a thought. This gets Cassie's attention, and she wonders what Boyd might suspect she knows. Shelby supposes that people who come to her for salvation might confess things, and Cassie takes the point as she says she does know secrets about Boyd. Shelby leans forward and wonders if it's anything for which he can pick Boyd up, but Cassie only details crimes we already knew she knew about -- whores, drugs, sending people out to bribe and intimidate them. And in that tone of voice, they sound bad! Cassie goes on that if that's not enough for the law to touch Boyd, she'll just have to wait for God to judge him, as will happen to them all one day. Shelby gives her a long look and then calls his deputy back in to see her out before expressing his sympathies again. She wishes for God to be with him, and I wasn't sure how I was going to feel about this character but I'm finding Lindsay Pulsipher to be more and more interesting now that she's got a vengeful motivation.
When she's gone, Shelby asks into his phone, which is on speaker, if Boyd got all that, and Boyd congratulates him, although he does genially go on that it gives him pause to hear Shelby malign his character to such a degree. He doesn't even get through the sentence, though, before he hears a dial tone, which is hilarious. Also, I suspected what was going on there, not because Shelby's acting job was insufficient but because they only bust him out these days to do favors for Boyd. However, I do wonder if Cassie's sharp enough to guess that Shelby was on a Boyd-sanctioned fishing expedition; if she considers the conversation carefully, it wouldn't be the longest logical leap.
But let's leave that aside for now, as when Boyd asks Ava if she feels better, Ava says she does, but goes on that while she has an investment in Ellen May, the girl is wild at the best of times, and did Boyd know she's been off crying in a corner ever since she got back? Boyd offers an alternative -- he has a cousin in Alabama who's a sober Jesus freak and runs a motel, and if Ellen May is up for some honest work for a Bible-thumper, his cousin would probably welcome the challenge of Ellen May and all her, as Ava puts it, "crazy bullshit." That seems like as good a line as any from which to go on to the scene...
...because this is where Randall pulls up to the convenience store, tells Lindsey to keep the engine running, and enters with a "Hey, asshole!" As the Foley guys do their best with the idea of "pervert broken bones," Lindsey goes to a pay phone, dials and starts to leave a message. However, it looks like the clerk's boudoir photography training wasn't enough to slow Randall down even a tic, as the latter emerges shaking out his right hand. Lindsey, not that there was any doubt, proves she's the brains of this outfit by covering that she was calling 911 so the guy inside doesn't die, which I guess is giving Randall the benefit of some small doubt. She stalks over to the car and asks if they could maybe go before the law gets there...
...but the law is busy at the moment examining a fighting chicken. Apparently they're visiting the dealer who presumably sold Randall his, um, clients, and he's telling them the charming details of his trade, which include outfitting the birds with small blades, and if they're going to be cutting each other up like that, it makes me wonder if it's a breach of fight etiquette for the loser to be dinner. The dealer waves one of those blades too close to Rachel and receives a rather stern rebuke; he kind of laughs that off, which will not be his first or last mistake of the scene, as after some exposition of how the dealer employs a middleman to deal with the customers for everyone's protection, he waves a blade in Rachel's vicinity again, and she responds by pulling out a telescopic nightstick and whacking it out of his hand. Heh. Raylan then calls Rachel over, and as they walk, he tells her that Lindsey called, and he used reverse lookup to find the location of the number. Rachel asks what she said...
...and then we cut to the convenience store, wherein the clerk is looking like he's not going to be at his photographic best for a good long while. He says that if he didn't know better, he'd think Lindsey set him up to take a beating, and Raylan offers, "I know what you mean." Heh. The clerk does tell Raylan, though, that Lindsey said she wanted to shoot pictures of horses at a nearby farm...
...and then we cut to Ellen May, who sounds vaguely like a farm animal herself as she wonders what she's supposed to do in Alabama. Yes, I'm sure it's culturally bereft compared to Harlan, hon. I mean, honestly, what do you do here? Given my attitude, it probably won't surprise you if I beg you to forgive me glossing over this scene; the point is, despite Ellen May's whining about Harlan being her home and whatever, Ava practically embroiders "Alabama Or Bust" onto Ellen May's shirt before handing her an envelope with a thousand dollars in cash and telling her to make something of herself. She rises and tells Ellen May that Colton will give her a ride to the bus station as soon as she's got her things together, and gets out of there before Ellen May can process everything that's happened. I don't blame you for doing so, Ava, but there probably was no need to rush on that front.
Coming out of the convenience store, Rachel offers to call in sick, but Raylan says that one of them out of the office is enough -- two would give Art a stroke. Rachel laughs at the mental picture, and then goes to her car and hands Raylan a bag, inside which he finds...well, something like this, only silver-colored. I still think he'd be better off having Rachel with him, but I'll concede that this is an acceptable substitute.
Lindsey and Randall are just getting ready to take off (looks like she was telling the truth about that farm, so maybe she thought leaving a trail might come in handy?) when Raylan pulls up. He and his new friend get out of the car and tell Randall to keep an acceptable distance, and then the three of them chat a bit until Raylan calls Lindsey out for her little phone call. Lindsey says nothing, so Raylan goes on that Randall did quite a number on the clerk. Randall grins that he didn't even sleep with Lindsey, so imagine how Raylan's going to look! Raylan, however, has Randall pegged -- he wants Lindsey to use her sexuality to take advantage of men, but then he freaks out when he thinks she might enjoy it. Randall counters that Lindsey gets off on watching him "batting cleanup," and then a most interesting thing happens -- instead of continuing their little exchange of bon mots, Raylan suddenly pulls the gun into position and shoots Randall in the gut.
Lindsey doesn't bat an eye, and even if she knows Raylan wouldn't shoot Randall with anything deadly, that's still kind of cold. Raylan steps forward and wonders if she called him just so she could have the pleasure of seeing her two men fighting over her. Once again, she doesn't answer, so Raylan turns to the writhing Randall and explains that the gun's loaded with beanbag rounds before turning back to Lindsey; she starts to offer some platitudes, but that's not what on his mind: "Where's my money?"
Raylan gets an answer, but not the one he wants, as Randall the MMA guy comes charging into frame to tackle Raylan, and soon, Randall has Raylan's gun and is standing and saying he wants his face to be the last thing Raylan sees. Unfortunately for him, that prospect is unappealing enough that Raylan kicks his legs out from under him, and then the two of them are trading blows again, with Raylan unsurprisingly getting the worst of them. However, who's got the gun now but Lindsey (Raylan did say in the opening scene she knows how to handle them), and when he sees her, Randall pauses. Raylan, not above fighting dirty, takes advantage of the lull to clock Randall in the face, whereupon Lindsey shoots Raylan in the shoulder. Randall of course takes this as a victory, but Lindsey then turns to him and plugs him twice in the gut, sending him to his knees, and when she realizes she's out of ammo, she swivels the gun in her hand and clocks him in the face, knocking him out. You guys, Grifter Barbie came to play.
Lindsey goes to check on Raylan, who's still wheezing from the pain, and tells him that if he wants his money, it's all in the van right by them. Despite the agony, Raylan manages to smile, and when she asks him what's up, he tells her he knew she liked him. She gives him a small smile into the last commercial break.
When we return, Raylan has recovered enough to handcuff Randall's wrist, and Randall is in so bad of shape that he doesn't resist as Raylan leads him over to the van. Randall asks how many times Lindsey shot him, to which Raylan answers, "A couple more times than she shot me." Hee. Raylan latches the other cuff to the ladder on the back of the van as he says he's going to call the police to take Randall to answer for his outstanding warrant in Florida before triumphantly opening the van... to find cages and cages of chickens. Moments like this are bittersweet because I hate to wish ill fortune on Raylan, but it is kind of worth it to see looks like this on Timothy Olyphant's face. Randall starts babbling about his dream, prompting Raylan to tell him that any more chicken discussion will result in another beanbag, and I appreciate Raylan having taken the time to reload. Randall gets to his feet and commiseratingly offers that at the end of the day, Lindsey was worth it. The look on Raylan's face suggests he doesn't entirely disagree, but Randall pushes his luck by telling Raylan there's money in fighting chickens. Presumably he's trying to make a deal, but Raylan replies by shooting Randall again, and he did warn Randall, so it's okay to enjoy the moment without guilt.
Ava's in the bar when Ellen May shows up and starts blabbering about how she figured out why Ava's sending her away, and she'd never say nothing to no one, which of course means that Ava has to yank her out of the middle of the bar into a spot with a bit more (i.e., any) privacy. To shut her up, Ava tells her she knows she won't say anything, but still adds that Colton's waiting. This not being the reaction Ellen May was hoping for, she uncertainly bids Ava goodbye and then heads out, and with a look back at Ava, Colton follows. Ava then meets Boyd's eye...
...while Raylan is on the phone with Rachel saying he's looking for a barbecue joint at which to drop off the chickens. Hee. Rachel asks about the money and Raylan sighs that maybe everything that's happened is a sign he wasn't meant to have it in the first place. It's pretty philosophical for him, but you could make a rather strong case that the money's been more trouble that it's worth. Rachel asks what he's going to do now, and the fact that he doesn't answer while looking at the long stretch of road in front of him...
...does not necessarily suggest what happens , as he arrives home and collapses into bed. There's a close-up shot of him putting his wallet and gun on the nightstand to him, but that can't be significant, can it?
Ellen May is in the car with Colton when the latter gets a call. Even the military man seems just a bit shaken as he listens, and he asks if the other party is sure, but eventually acknowledges the order. Ellen May asks who it was, and Colton considers for a moment before admitting it was Ava. Ellen May wonders what she said, and Colton takes a moment before telling her that if Ellen May is ready to come back and really work, then there's a place for her at Audrey's. Ellen May is practically over the moon with joy, which isn't going to make Colton's job any easier, but I do appreciate that his lie at least fits with the "Are you sure?" question he asked into the phone. Ellen May asks if Ava said why, and Colton goes back to telling the truth as his face falls: "No, she did not." Ellen May guesses it's because of what she told her, and Colton continues the deeper conversation of which Ellen May is blissfully unaware: "Probably." A gamut of emotions plays over Ellen May's face, and she says it feels good to go home; we then pull focus to Colton, who looks haunted and terribly lost. And I wouldn't say this episode is the strongest, but this scene, between two characters I haven't cared much about to this point, proved to be stealthily affecting and is probably the strongest of the episode. Gotta love it when that happens.
Back at the bar, Boyd assures Ava that it'll be quick, and Ellen May will never know. "She won't be afraid." Ava nods, but she doesn't look happy...
...but she's made her choice. Colton, however, isn't quite committed yet, so he pulls into a gas station and tells Ellen May to put in ten bucks while he uses the facilities. When he gets into the bathroom, Colton looks lost and afraid, but that doesn't stop him from loading his gun. He then steels himself with some white powder up his nose, yelling out when he hears a knock on the door that he'll just be a minute...
...but when he gets outside, he's chagrined to find that Ellen May is gone. Two things: There was that knock on the door, but no one was waiting when he got outside. In real life, someone might have decided it wasn't worth waiting, but in a script, it's hard to imagine including it if it weren't significant. And if it were significant, perhaps it was Ellen May trying to get to him before she was abducted? Adding to that theory is the fact that the nozzle is still in the gas tank -- if Ellen May decided to run off, it's unlikely she would have bothered with the gas first. So if we're looking at an abduction, who would the perpetrator be? It's far too much of a coincidence to think anyone with an interest in taking her would just happen to have run across her here, so whoever it was must have tailed them from the bar.
My buddy Joe R thinks Johnny's the most likely candidate, and on paper, I agree, but something tells me Cassie shouldn't be discounted. Of course, with their sworn enmity toward Boyd, the two of them could end up in cahoots before too long anyway. Can you imagine a Cassie-Johnny-Wynn Duffy conspiracy? Okay, I'm going to shut up now; I'll see you week for more answers, and, I'm sure, questions.
John Ramos is a writer and film producer living in Los Angeles. His new film, a documentary on online privacy and the sale of personal data called Terms And Conditions May Apply, recently premiered at the Slamdance Film Festival in January. You can get news on it from the film's Twitter account. Also, you can email John at couchbaron@gmail.com, follow him on Twitter at https://twitter.com/couchbaron, or check out his blog, "Pull Up A Chair," which he'd just love for you to stop by.
Back at the bar, Boyd assures Ava that it'll be quick, and Ellen May will never know. "She won't be afraid." Ava nods, but she doesn't look happy...
...but she's made her choice. Colton, however, isn't quite committed yet, so he pulls into a gas station and tells Ellen May to put in ten bucks while he uses the facilities. When he gets into the bathroom, Colton looks lost and afraid, but that doesn't stop him from loading his gun. He then steels himself with some white powder up his nose, yelling out when he hears a knock on the door that he'll just be a minute...
...but when he gets outside, he's chagrined to find that Ellen May is gone. Two things: There was that knock on the door, but no one was waiting when he got outside. In real life, someone might have decided it wasn't worth waiting, but in a script, it's hard to imagine including it if it weren't significant. And if it were significant, perhaps it was Ellen May trying to get to him before she was abducted? Adding to that theory is the fact that the nozzle is still in the gas tank -- if Ellen May decided to run off, it's unlikely she would have bothered with the gas first. So if we're looking at an abduction, who would the perpetrator be? It's far too much of a coincidence to think anyone with an interest in taking her would just happen to have run across her here, so whoever it was must have tailed them from the bar.
My buddy Joe R thinks Johnny's the most likely candidate, and on paper, I agree, but something tells me Cassie shouldn't be discounted. Of course, with their sworn enmity toward Boyd, the two of them could end up in cahoots before too long anyway. Can you imagine a Cassie-Johnny-Wynn Duffy conspiracy? Okay, I'm going to shut up now; I'll see you week for more answers, and, I'm sure, questions.
John Ramos is a writer and film producer living in Los Angeles. His new film, a documentary on online privacy and the sale of personal data called Terms And Conditions May Apply, recently premiered at the Slamdance Film Festival in January. You can get news on it from the film's Twitter account. Also, you can email John at couchbaron@gmail.com, follow him on Twitter at https://twitter.com/couchbaron, or check out his blog, "Pull Up A Chair," which he'd just love for you to stop by.