^^^ LOVED what went down with Quarrels. Absolutely did not see that coming. In a weird way, I liked that it kind of built up a showdown between Quarrels and Raylan, where Quarrels might have the edge with this spring-loaded wrist pistol; you know how Raylan likes to duel, and not being aware of it would give Quarrels an edge, and had me wondering "How's Raylan going to deal with that?" Instead, there was no duel. They pulled the rug out from under us and had what happened happen instead (trying to stay vague so as not to spoil it for anyone who's not seen it). My mom was here for this last episode (she's the one who turned me on to the show in the first place) and we both were like "WHOA!" and slapped our hands over our mouths in gleeful shock. Man, what a great, great show.
Azzie, to answer your question, I thought it was kind of ingenious. I know there's a question of "but if the money was hidden there, wouldn't Limehouse's men know about it?" Yes, they would, and I don't think he was worried about hiding it from them because his men knew better than to ever cross him (aside from the one who actually did try to cross him, but was quickly put in his place). No, he was hiding it from Dickie and Boyd and any other cracker who might come wandering into Nobles Holler in search of it, hence the perpetuated rumor that it was buried under the church, when in fact he was hiding it in plain sight.
Interesting thing about Nobles Holler; in the show, it's an area where blacks have settled in for generations, preferring to mind their own business and keep whites out. Where I was born, and currently live, in Hazard, KY -- which is pretty much the same area as that in Justified -- years and years ago there was an area called "Nigger Holler," a name given to it by the blacks who lived there themselves. To hear my mom tell it, nobody in this part of Kentucky -- primarily coal mining territory -- were really aware that "nigger" was supposed to be a derogatory term. She says everybody, the blacks included, simply assumed that calling a black person a "nigger" was like calling an Anglo person "white." She said all the blacks called the area Nigger Holler, and a lot of them adopted the term into their names/nicknames. To this I can attest, as I occasionally see an old black guy around town who refers to himself as "Nigger Bob" and does so with the kind of unknowing and unassuming grin that makes you think, "This guy doesn't know that's a bad word!"
Anyway, I like this show so much because it rings so true of the area and the people. And it's no coincidence that the major criminal pursuit in the show is pills; they are a MAJOR problem in my area. I'm ashamed to say that even my favorite aunt is in on it; not a user, but as a supplier, though she's the first one to deflect suspicion by condemning and badmouthing as "dope heads" the very people she helps supply oxy to. Which is why I rarely endeavor to associate with her, let alone anyone else up and down the road I live on.