I've been lying to you, Boyd... keeping up the fiction that I got all manner of things tying me to Kentucky, things that forestall my moving to Florida,
but there is only the one thing- you.
everyone always loses their mind over "we dug coal together" "that's right", and rightfully so, but can i please hear some noise for "I know you have never believed a word that has come out of my mouth, though I have harbored the secret hope that you have nevertheless enjoyed hearing them"
"I think about Raylan Givens. And I love Raylan Givens. And I have to think that if Boyd Crowder broke outta jail - he's gonna pick up that phone. That's my feeling. I think - not for anyone else. Not for anyone else, because he doesn't hate them and love them as much as he hates and loves Boyd Crowder. Right? So I would think he would pick up that phone. If nothing else, just to hear how he did it."