Raylan's eating an ice-cream cone while driving, and although I'm sure that's not particularly safe, the GIF at the bottom of this piece (h/t my friend Matt Zoller Seitz) goes a long way to explain why I don't have a problem with it. Even worse from a vehicular safety standpoint is that he uses his other hand to answer his phone, but it's an important call -- from a Campbell County deputy informing Raylan that he was one of the last calls registered on Sharon's phone and wondering what association he had with her. Raylan picks up on the guy's use of the past tense -- he has shown that he understands such things -- so the guy tells him that Sharon's van was fished out of a lake that morning with two bodies therein, one of which was hers. Upon hearing this, Raylan tosses his ice cream out the window, and littering aside that does seem like rather a respectful gesture. The deputy gives him some details on the deaths, and Raylan replies that he thinks he knows the man he's looking for. Gravitas of the scene aside, it'd be pretty funny if he gave up Boyd's name.
But let's check in with the real culprit, as Adair is sitting shirtless, his shoulder bandaged, pounding painkillers and beer and looking like he's overstayed his welcome even before Paul Kinsey is like, dude, you gotta go. Adair's response can pretty much be summed up by his request for Paul Kinsey to pass him a bowl, to which Paul Kinsey replies with a recap of Adair's crimes, like, I get that you're upset, but leave it to the professionals. (Btw, a propos of nothing, Paul Kinsey's walls are decorated with framed movie posters, one of which is for Wedding Slashers, which is not only an actual movie but is the real poster art in the frame. Heh.) Paul Kinsey's ears perk up, though, when Adair tells him he's got a lot of money stashed at his ex-wife Katrina's place, and he'll cut Paul Kinsey in for twenty percent if he'll let him stay until he's fully healed and then take him to Harlan to see her. Paul Kinsey is jazzed, but gets less so when he gets a call from that same deputy asking how he knew Sharon, and although he plays it off (he claims to have sold her camera equipment on Craigslist, and surveillance in her line of work would make sense), he panics when he gets off the phone and tells Adair who it was. Adair asks what he told him, and it's pretty comical that he does so without exhaling the pot smoke he's got in his lungs. Paul Kinsey, however, says the point is that they know, so Adair proclaims himself healed and suggests they hit the road. Despite my lefty leanings, I'm not going to cite this as a convincing example of the medicinal powers of marijuana.