Set in Depression-era Franklin County, Virginia, a trio of bootlegging brothers are threatened by a new special deputy and other authorities angling for a cut of their profits.

Forrest Bondurant: It is not the violence that sets men apart, alright, it is the distance that he is prepared to go.
Forrest Bondurant: Jack, look at me. We're survivors. We control the fear. And without the fear, we are all as good as dead. Do you understand? - Do you?
Forrest Bondurant: I thought I walked.
Forrest Bondurant: Have you met Howard?
Forrest Bondurant: I'm a Bondurant. We don't lay down for nobody.
Maggie Beauford: You just gonna watch me forever?
Forrest Bondurant: Um... uh, wait, what you doin'?
Bertha Minnix: You're an outlaw Jack.
Jack Bondurant: No, it's just a matter of perspective. I'm just doing what any man around here would do if he had the same strength of character.
Maggie Beauford: [to Forrest Bondurant] Isn't that just like you to believe your own damn legend?
[last lines]
Jack Bondurant: Nowadays we Bondurants abide by the law. People ain't tryin' to cut our throats, stab us, or shoot us no more. Them days are long gone. Sometimes when I'm out on the porch just sittin' around doin' nothin', hell, it sure does get real quite around here.
Floyd Banner: [after knocking out Gummy Walsh with a shovel] I've got every lawman in three fucking states up my ass. The last thing I need is some hard-ass crackers pulling a blood feud on me! Now get this sack of shit out of here!
Jack Bondurant: Tell your daddy I said "hi".
Maggie Beauford: Are you Forrest Bondurant? I'm Maggie Beauford.
Floyd Banner: I respect you Bondurants standing up to that Commonwealth's District Attorney. He's got everybody in his pocket. He takes a shit and half of Virginia falls out his ass.
Charlie Rakes: Do you mean immortal?
[laughter]
Charlie Rakes: You fucking hicks are a sideshow onto yourselves.
[laughter continues]
Charlie Rakes: Sheriff, do you have any idea what a Thompson submachine gun does to an immortal?
Jack Bondurant: You can make moonshine whiskey from just about anything. Turnips, pumpkins, blackberries, cornmeal, tree bark. Anything.
Forrest Bondurant: [to beaten up deputies] Now, you all oughta know better than to come around here when Hal's been on the stump whiskey for a few days.
Charlie Rakes: You see, these mountain boys got injun blood in them. Cherokee. This would explain why they're animalistic in their nature.