All 13 episodes from the third season of the American crime drama starring Timothy Olyphant as US Marshal Raylan Givens. In this season, though Raylan is still recovering from a gunshot injury, he refuses to sit behind his desk and becomes active in a murder case. The episodes are: 'The Gunfighter', 'Cut Ties', 'Harlan Roulette', 'The Devil You Know', 'Thick As Mud', 'When the Guns Come Out', 'The Man Behind the Curtain', 'Watching the Detectives', 'Loose Ends', 'Guy Walks Into a Bar', 'Measures', 'Coalition' and 'Slaughterhouse'.

Brendan Early and Dana Moon have tracked renegade Apaches together and gunned down scalp hunters to become Arizona legends. But now they face each other from opposite sides of what newspapers are calling the Rincon Mountain War. Brendan and a gang of mining company gun thugs are dead set on running Dana and "the People of the Mountain" from their land. The characters are unforgettable, the plot packed with action and gunfights from beginning to end.

A Michigan woman was blind and now she can see, after being touched by a young man who calls himself Juvenal. Maybe it was just coincidence, but Bill Hill--who used to run the spectacular Uni-Faith Ministry in Dalton, Georgia, and now sells RVs--can see dollar signs when he looks at this kid with the magic "touch." The trouble is that others see them also, including a wacko fundamentalist fascist with his own private army of the faithful and an assortment of media leeches. But everyone who's looking to put the touch on the healer is in for a big surprise--because Juvenal's got a trick or two up his sleeve that nobody sees coming.

Documentary filmmaker Dara Barr is at the top of her game and looking for bigger challenges. That's why she's come to Djibouti, on the Horn of Africa, with her right-hand man, six-foot-six, seventy-two-year-old African American seafarer Xavier LeBo, to film modern-day pirates hijacking merchant ships. But almost no one here is who he seems to be. Dijibouti's most successful, Mercedes-driving pirate seems to be a good guy, while his pal, a cultured Saudi diplomat, has dubious connections. Texas billionaire Billy Wynn plays mysterious roles as the mood strikes him, especially when dealing with his nifty fashion model girlfriend, Helene. And then there's Jama Raisuli, a black al Qaeda terrorist from Miami, who's vowed to blow up something big.

Sweet Honey Deal's not sure what compelled her to marry Walter Schoen, possibly the most boring man on Earth. So she quickly rectified the situation by leaving the dour German-born butcher to start a new life. A good thing, too, now that America's at war with Adolf Hitler and Walter's loyalty to his adopted country was always questionable. Even better, now U.S. Marshal Carl Webster wants to come up to Honey's room for an official "chat" . . . and for something more intimate, if Honey has anything to say about it.

The feds' legendary "Hot Kid," Carl's hunting two German POWs who escaped from an Oklahoma internment camp. Maybe Honey's estranged hubby knows something. Maybe Honey knows something. Maybe Carl can stay faithful to his wife. Or maybe they're all about to get tangled up--along with a sultry Ukrainian spy and her transvestite manservant--in a nutty assassination plot that can't possibly succeed.

Hard-ass Palm Beach County judge Bob Isom Gibbs enjoys sending even petty offenders away to do hard time--which has made the list of miscreants who want him dead longer than a fully grown Florida gator's tail. And a good number of his ill-wishers are probation officer Kathy Baker's clients, including young Dale Crowe and his psycho uncle Elvin. Suddenly Kathy's got an even more daunting task than keeping BIG's horny hands off her: keeping "Maximum Bob" alive. Because Gibbs's many enemies seem to be willing to go to any lengths--be it death by amphibian or some more tried-and-true method--to permanently end the career of an oversexed, racist jurist who's more interested in scoring than saving his own red neck.

Jack Foley and Cundo Rey are road dogs: trusted jailhouse comrades watching each other's back. They're so tight, Cundo's using his own money and his shark lady lawyer to get Foley's sentence reduced from thirty years to three months. And when Jack gets out, the wealthy Cuban criminal wants him to stay in Cundo's multimillion dollar Venice Beach house--right across from the one where Cundo's common-law wife, professional psychic Dawn Navarro, resides. There will certainly be some payback expected, though Jack can't figure out what. Sexy Dawn's intentions are a lot clearer. But Cundo's coming home earlier than anticipated, and Jack smells a double-cross cooking--the kind that could turn a road dog into road kill.

Phil Sundeen thinks Deputy Sheriff Kirby Frye is just a green local kid with a tin badge. And when the wealthy cattle baron's men drag two prisoners from Frye's jail and hang them from a high tree, there's nothing the young lawman can do about it. But Kirby's got more grit than Sundeen and his hired muscle bargained for. They can beat the boy and humiliate him, but they can't make him forget the oath he has sworn to uphold. The cattleman has money, power, and guns on his side, but Kirby Frye is the law in this corner of the Arizona Territories, and he'll drive a rich man to his knees to prove it.

David Flynn is a legend in the rugged Arizona Territory--a U.S. cavalry turned army scout and the only man alive who can bring in the fierce Apache renegade Soldado Viejo. Tracking an elusive Indian with a price on his head south of the border is dangerous business. And when a cunning outlaw and a murderous bounty hunter dog his path, Flynn gets on a bloody trail of treachery and slaughter in a lawless land where a man has to watch his back against friend and enemy alike. On the deadliest mission of his career, in a sultry desert hell where the hunter becomes the hunted, Flynn's struggle for justice has just turned into the battle of his lifetime.

Detroit process server Jack Ryan has a reputation for being the best in the business at finding people who don't want to be found. Now he's looking for a missing stockholder known only as "Unknown Man No. 89." But his missing man isn't "unknown" to everyone: a pretty blonde hates his guts and a very nasty dude named Royal wants him dead in the worst way. Which is very unfortunate for Jack Ryan, who is suddenly caught in the crossfire of a lethal triple-cross and as much a target as his nameless prey.

Aincent Majestyk saw too much death in the jungles of Southeast Asia. All he wants to do now is farm his melons and forget. But peace can be an elusive commodity, even in the Arizona hinterlands--and especially when the local mob is calling all the shots. And one quiet, proud man's refusal to be strong-armed by a powerful hood is about to start a violent chain reaction that will leave Mr. Majestyk ruined, in shackles, and without a friend in the world--except for one tough and beautiful woman. But his tormentors never realized something about their mark: this is not his first war. Vince Majestyk knows more than they'll ever know about survival . . . and everything about revenge.

Working at his brother-in-law's New Orleans funeral home isn't reformed jewel thief Jack Delaney's idea of excitement--until he's dispatched to a leper's hospital to pick up a corpse that turns out to be very much alive . . . and under the care of a beautiful, radical ex-nun in designer jeans. The "deceased" is the one-time squeeze of a Nicaraguan colonel who's ordered her dead for trying to infect him, and Sister Lucy's looking to spirit the young woman away from his guns and goons. Plus Lucy's getting ideas about spiriting away some of the colonel's millions as well--and someone with Jack Delaney's talents could come in very handy indeed.

Al Rosen was doing just fine, hiding out in Israel--until he decided to play Good Samaritan and rescue some elderly tourists from a hotel fire. Now his picture's been carried in the stateside press, and the guys he's been hiding from know exactly where he is. And they're coming to get him--crooked lawyers, men with guns and money, and assorted members of the Detroit mob who are harboring a serious grudge. Playtime is officially over. Rosen's a million miles from home with a bull's-eye on his back, and his only ally is a U.S. embassy marine who's been looking for a war . . . and who's damn well found one.

Ironworker Wayne Colson has come to the real estate office where his wife, Carmen, works at the worst possible time: while Ojibway Indian hit man Armand Degas and loose cannon Richie Nix are there to shake down Carmen's boss. Unable to help himself, Wayne steps into harm's way . . . and sends the two malefactors out the door bleeding. Now the shooter-for-hire and his ex-con partner are after the Colsons and there's little the state police and local law enforcement can do about it. The best the feds can offer is the Witness Security Program. So it's coming down to just Wayne and Carmen--and ultimately to Carmen herself--to deal with two rough-trade misfits with murder on their minds.

Clement Mansell knows how easy it is to get away with murder. The cool killer is already back on the Detroit scene--thanks to some nifty courtroom moves by his lawyer--and he's feeling invincible enough to execute a crooked judge on a whim. Lieutenant Raymond Cruz thinks the "Oklahoma Wildman" crossed the line long before this latest outrage, and he's determined to see that the hayseed psycho meets an end he deserves, with a gun pointed at him. But that means a good cop, having to play somewhat fast and loose with the rules . . . in order to maneuver Mansell into a wild Midwest showdown that he can't walk away from.

Daredevil Dennis Lenahan has brought his act to the Tishomingo Lodge & Casino in Tunica, Mississippi--diving off an eighty-foot ladder into nine feet of water for the amusement of gamblers, gangsters, and luscious belles. His riskiest feat, however, was witnessing a Dixie-style mob execution while atop his diving platform. Robert Taylor saw the hit also. A blues-loving Detroit hustler touring the Southland in a black Jaguar, Taylor's got his own secret agenda re the "Cornbread Cosa Nostra," and he wants Dennis in on the game. But there's a lot more in Robert Taylor's pocket than a photo of his lynched great-grandfather. And high-diver Dennis could be about to take a long, fatal fall--right into a mess of hoop skirts, Civil War playacting . . . and more trouble than he ever dreamed possible.

Father Terry Dunn thought he'd seen everything on the mean streets of Detroit, but that was before he went on a little retreat to Rwanda to evade a tax-fraud indictment. Now the whiskey-drinking, Nine Inch Nails-T-shirt-wearing padre is back trying to hustle up a score to help the little orphans of Rwanda. But the fund-raising gets complicated when a former tattletale cohort pops up on Terry's tail. And then there's the lovely Debbie Dewey. A freshly sprung ex-con turned stand-up comic, Debbie needs some fast cash too, to settle an old score. Now they're in together for a bigger payoff than either could finagle alone. After all, it makes sense . . . unless Father Terry is working a con of his own.

Prohibition is a big headache for some . . . and a big payday for others, the fearless entrepreneurs with little respect for the law of the land. With $125,000 worth of Kentucky's finest homemade whiskey in his possession, big, hell-raising Son Martin counts himself among the latter. Son knows having this much illegal hooch makes him a very tasty target, but nobody's going to steal it from him. Ware may be coming to his backyard, but Son's not worried. Because when it comes to fighting, shooting, and keeping one step ahead of the Big Boys, he's more than good--he's bad . . . and dangerous . . . and deadly.

After serving time for armed robbery, Ernest "Stick" Stickley is back on the outside and trying to stay legit. But it's tough staying straight in a crooked town--and Miami is a pirate's paradise, where investment fat cats and lowlife drug dealers hold hands and dance. And when a crazed player chooses Stick at random to die for another man's sins, the struggling ex-con is left with no choice but to dive right back into the game. Stick knows a good thing when he sees it--and a golden opportunity to run a very profitable sweet-revenge scam seems much too tasty to pass up.

The last time Florida motel owner George Moran was in the Dominican Republic he was in a uniform and people were shooting at him. Years later he's back looking for a girl he lost--and finding one he'd be better off without. But that doesn't matter to George while he's sleeping with beautiful Mary DeBoya--only when he discovers his lover is the wife of a former death squad general in exile with solid mob connections. Now George is bringing big trouble back with him to the Sunshine State--as his nostalgic trip down memory lane has tangled him up in a cat's cradle of drug deals, swindles, vengeance, and murder . . . and a love that's not only blind but lethal.

Ordell Robbie and Louis Gara hit it off in prison, where they were both doing time for grand theft auto. Now that they're out, they're joining forces for one big score. The plan is to kidnap the wife of a wealthy Detroit developer and hold her for ransom. Looks good until they learn the lowlife husband doesn't want his wife back. So it's time for Plan B and the opportunity to make a real killing--with the unlikely help of a beautiful, ticked-off housewife who's hungry for a large helping of sweet revenge.

"Wonderfully wicked...a nonstop, pedal-to-the-metal romp."
--Chicago Tribune

Over-the-hill former counter-culture SDS revolutionaries decide to turn bomb-making--and detonating--from a political statement to a profitable enterprise in the master Elmore Leonard's electrifying and explosively funny thriller Freaky Deaky. The St. Louis Post-Dispatch calls Leonard, "the world's greatest cops 'n' robbers novelist." The Seattle Times says, "Leonard is more than just one of the all-time greats of crime fiction. He's fast becoming an authentic American icon." No matter where you wish to place the man who created the character of U.S. Marshal Raylan Givens, lately of TV's hit series Justified, in the pantheon of mystery and noir detective fiction demigods--John D. MacDonald, Dashiell Hammett, James M. Cain and the like--there is no denying that nobody does it better than the Grand Master Elmore Leonard!

Before he brilliantly traversed the gritty landscapes of underworld Detroit and Miami, Elmore Leonard wrote breathtaking adventures set in America's nineteenth-century western frontier--elevating a popular genre with his now-trademark twisting plots, rich characterizations, and scalpel-sharp dialogue.

No author has ever written more evocatively of the dusty, gutsy heyday of the American West than Elmore Leonard. This complete collection of his thirty-one Western tales will thrill lovers of the genre, his die-hard fans, and everyone in between. From his very first story ever published--"The Trail of the Apache"--through five decades of classic Western tales, "The Complete Western Stories of Elmore Leonard" demonstrates the superb talent for language and gripping narrative that has made Leonard one of the most acclaimed and influential writers of our time.

Get Shorty's Chili Palmer is back. No more Mr. Nice Guy.

After a smash hit and a flop, B-movie producer Chili Palmer is looking for another score. Lunching with a record company executive, Chili's exploring a hot new idea--until the exec, a former "associate" from Chili's Brooklyn days, gets whacked.

Segue from real life to reel life. Chili's found his plot. It's a slam-bang opener: the rubout of a record company mogul. Cut to an ambitious wannabe singer named Linda Moon. She has attitude and a band. She's perfect. Zoom into reality. Linda's manager thinks Chili's poaching and he's out to get even, with the help of his switch-hitting Samoan bodyguard. But somebody else beat them to the punch, as Chili discovers when he gets home and finds a corpse at his desk. Somebody made a mistake. . . .

Sailing mares and guns into Havana harbor in 1898--right past the submerged wreckage of the U.S. battleship Maine--isn't the smartest thing recently prison-sprung horse wrangler Ben Tyler ever did. Neither is shooting one of the local Guardia, though the pompous peacock deserved it. Now Tyler's sitting tight in a vermin-infested Cuban stockade waiting to face a firing squad. But he's not dying until he gets the money he's owed from a two-timing American sugar baron. And there's one smart, pistol-hot lady at the rich man's side who could help Tyler get everything he's got rightfully coming . . . even when the whole damn island's going straight to Hell.