TV series: Banshee (Banshee)

- Gob, this is urgent. Will be able to?
Will have to hack the police database to pull fingerprints to find all the articles, which were his pictures...
- Then you won't be able?!
- Fuck you in the ass! Of course you can!! Give me two days, papers I can do, but the Sheriff's star...
Star I have.
- I don't wanna know where it is.

- Name?
- Specific person! Lucas Hood. Cerdi, Oregon.
- Oregon... Unless he's a fucking COP! Are you kidding me!? Baby, you've been in prison for fifteen years for what was the most notorious thief in the country. And now you want to be a COP!?

- Salon Hishi.
- I need help.
- I five thousand for all that you have pitched here.
- I'll give you ten. I want to become a different person.
- Fuck you! Say. Everyone wants to be different.

- All sheriffs, including Morgan, before you bought Procter. So I took people from the outside.
- So I only need to deal with only one guy.
- This guy belong to anyway half of the firms Banshee. Let me show you KADI. This former showroom of used cars. When three years ago the office then the Sheriff burned. And the salon just went bankrupt. We approached the problem creatively.

- A place for us. We need you to interrogate.
- To question?? And show, gentlemen "police" their identity.
- Here is our ID. [sends a card with the inscription in Ukrainian: "Tobi ***ECI" (You ***EN)]

Meet the new Boss!!

Hood listen.
- Sheriff Hood. It is the mayor. As the road?
- Nothing interesting.
- I hope you have a plan?
- Usually missing my charm.

- God! They want to kill me?
- You found a place?
- Are you one of those who likes to make things difficult, Right?
- No. But some don't see simple.

Two thieves, three dead. One of them is a COP. atas arithmetic!

- I died?
Yes. I'm sorry.
- Damn! On the first day. I hope the mother lied about God.

- Look at that. Sorry to bother you. And you're not nuts, you freak?
- No. Just the steak is very good. If I get on with you, then maybe you'll give up. If not, you will have to kill you, but in any case, it cools down. You can, of course, to warm up, but won't be the same... you Know? The Sheriff's office! Drop the gun!

Put the guns and you're the Sheriff. Well, how much can be in cash Desk on a weekday? A couple of hundred. Let them take all cash, I buy a drink, that the bartender was not at a loss. And all remain alive.

Across the country rode from West to East. To see in principle no matter what. Didn't see anything interesting.

- Support the economy. Binge at my expense.
Today I all the tourists are treated to...
I'm not a tourist. My name is Lucas hood. Monday will be your Sheriff.
- Congratulations, and to say good luck... She's not hurt.