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- John, will you say Grace?
- Dear Lord, bless this food for our use
and us for thy service,
and please make us mindful of the needs
and feelings of others, Amen.
- That's all God gets tonight?
Nothing for your father?
- And please help Daddy find those horse-thieving cowards
and hang them from the nearest tree.
- You think that's funny?
You don't pray for harm to come to anyone, son.
You pray that your father
and the men riding with him make it home safe to us.
That is the prayer.
And that's the only prayer, do you understand me?
- Yes, ma'am.
Now say it again.
- Dear Lord, please watch over our father
as he seeks justice in your name. Amen.
- Amen.
- They're making for the trees!
They get to cover they'll tear us to pieces!
- Run faster, God damnit!
- Jesus!
- Let 'em get close!
- Don't stop!
- Ah!
Ah!
Ah! God!
Stop!
Stop, God damn it!
Ah!
- You scream.
- You shot?
- Sorry son of a bitch bucked me off.
What're we gonna do with him?
- Advertise.
All right.
I don't care if you live or die, but should you live...
You tell them about me.
- Tell who?
- Everybody like you.
- All right.
- Hey.
- Good Lord.
What happened? What happened?
- What had to happen.
- No!
- That's not mine.
- Get inside. Get inside!
- I'm not getting blood all over your floor,
I'll strip down out here.
- I don't care about my floor!
- Spencer! Water boiling now. - I'll strip down.
- Just go help your mama.
- - Help your mama.
Shit.
You can't let me die out here.
They won't make it.
James Dillard? Get inside.
- Shit.
- Get inside.
- Oh, Lord. No!
No!
- Is this enough room for you, baby?
What do you think?
- I have five shirts and a pair of boots, Beth.
- You are the perfect man.
I gotta go to work.
- Yep. Me too.
- Son...
You can beat him. - How?
How can I beat him?
Every politician in the state owes him a favor.
The one thing I had was name recognition.
But it's his name.
Now he has it.
- Son...
- He's gonna use everything against me.
He's gonna use you against me.
- He won't.
- The fuck he won't.
- You know where all the bodies are buried--
- Yeah, because I buried them.
- Maybe so, but they're not your bodies.
You set up a meeting with him,
and the two of you decide what's off limits.
- The world's gonna find out about you anyway.
- Let the world find out about me.
We tell the world about me.
We control the narrative.
I acted in defense of my only child.
That's all the world gets to know.
You're the Attorney General. You can seal the record.
- Only a judge can seal the record.
- What judge owes you a favor?
- None.
- Then find one, or invent one. Whichever you can do fastest.
- Am I a fool for even considering this?
- He's the fool, Jamie.
Who's going to vote for him?
The environmentalists?
The transplants from New York or L.A.?
To them, he is the face of everything in this world
they have been taught
a white, sixty-year-old landowner.
Use everything he is against him.
What does your father covet more than anything?
- Power.
- And what office holds the most power in this state?
Livestock Commissioner?
The Governor.
So, if it's power he wants, why hasn't he run before?
Because he knows he can't win, Jamie.
He isn't running for Governor. He's running against you.
And as soon as you drop out,
he'll pick a candidate to replace him.
He's bluffing, Jamie.
Call him on it.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
Yeah, set up a press conference.
- I say we press charges for trespassing
and destruction of private property.
- Oh, nice of you to join us.
- Sorry. Protestors are blocking the road.
Took me a while to get through.
- They're blocking a public roadway.
Sheriff's department isn't doing anything about it?
- What are twelve deputies going to do
about 350 protestors?
- Get me the Attorney General's office
and the Governor's office.
This is not a protest. It's an occupation.
I want them charged today.
- Well, I'd be careful if I were you.
The last thing that we need is these people
Facebooking their friends in New York
and then we have protestors outside our building
on Wall Street with national news coverage.
- Are you suggesting we do nothing?
- No, I'm suggesting we be careful.
The first thing I would do is get the press out of there.
- Mm-mm, we can't tell the press to leave.
- Of course you can. It's private property, right?
Once we get the press out of there
we don't have to be careful anymore.
- And then?
- Once the press is gone you can press charges, right?
And then the Sheriff's Department,
they can drag them out by their hippie hair.
- Removing the press makes it a bigger story.
- Removing the press becomes the story.
Let them bitch about that all they want.
people in Montana, they don't like bad news.
They moved here to escape all that shit.
They want to know the weather,
they want to know what time the rodeo starts
and they want to know who the Bobcats are playing.
If they want bad news they'll watch CNN.
And CNN ain't here.
- Well, I'm not sure the New Yorker in me can trust that.
- Well, you're not in New York now, buddy.
Your instincts are worthless here.
- Ellis, inform the press to vacate our property.
- I can do it.
They'll take it better from a local.
- Horses! -
- Tampico.
- Looks good. - Yeah.
- Bay horse? - Yeah.
- Stringbean, think you can handle him?
- Yes, sir.
Thank you.
- Here we go, here we go.
Yes, sir.
- All right.
- You roped him?
- Got thrown at him.
- Horses! - Curly Bill back there.
- Get done? I'll help you. - Got him.
- Downtown.
- Ah, the one Chance lost his hat in?
- This Curly Bill? - Yes, sir.
- Oh, boy, you best screw your hat down in the morning, Jimmy.
- There you go Right there.
All right. Okay.
- Hey, cowboy.
Could use a bath.
- Yeah, he earned one today, huh?
- I ain't talking about the horse.
- Yeah, I might have earned one too.
- So about that dinner you owe me.
- That's right, I do owe you.
- I sure am hungry.
- Well, like you said, I need a shower.
- All right. So, after your shower.
It's a great idea, but, uh...
My trailer's about a two hour ride that way.
- Wash rack right over there.
- Yeah, it is.
- So, I'll meet you back here in half an hour.
- Hi.
Hello.
- Ever been to the café in Paducah?
- No, I haven't.
- Well, it's pretty good.
- Well, Paducah it is, then, huh?
- Great. - Great.
Guess I'll just, uh...
just finish up here, then.
- Just so you know, there is a shower in the bunkhouse.
When I said wash rack I was being coy.
- Coy?
- I was flirting.
- Well, that's good.
It's kind of hard to describe with words
how uncomfortable I am right now.
- I can imagine.
I'll meet you over at the truck.
- Deal. - Deal.
Stand up! Fight back!
What do we do?
- Stand up, fight back!
What do we do?
- Stand up fight back!
- When the land we want is under attack, what do we do?
- Stand up, fight back!
What do we do?
Stand up, fight back!
What do we do?
Stand up, fight back!
- When the land we want is under attack, what do we do?
- Stand up, fight back!
What do we do?
- Stand up, fight back!
What do we do?
- Hey, gotta take this whole party back to town.
Hey you, cameraman, get down!
Excuse me?
- This is all private property.
Lawyers have decided it's too much liability
to having you here.
- Liability? - That's right, insurance.
Your cameraman could fall off and hurt himself, sue, no bueno.
- Your serious?
- Very...look... what's your name?
- Leslie.
- So I'll make you a deal, Leslie,
give me your number and when something worth filming
is about to happen, I'll give you a call.
- Why would you do that?
- Well, let's just say I'm a concerned citizen.
- That's my cell.
You know, um... Leslie, I wouldn't uh,
wouldn't unpack the truck if you know what I mean.
- I know what you mean.
- Well, I was born in Waco, went to school in Tarleton,
Vet school at A&M,
then I been at the Sixes ever since.
What about you?
- I, uh, wasn't much of a student.
Dropped out when I was about fifteen after my mom died.
Got in a little bit of trouble, did a couple of turns in jail.
- All right, so we're telling the truth, the whole truth...
- Yes, ma'am.
- All right. Continue.
- Got hired on at the Yellowstone
as a favor to my grandfather.
A favor they took back
after I got tore up pretty good by a bucking horse.
So here I am.
- So, you weren't a cowboy before the Yellowstone?
- Well, to be honest, I'm not sure I'm much of a cowboy now.
- Jimmy.
- Mr. Owensby. Good to see you, sir.
- How are ya? - Good.
- This is my wife, Maggie. - Nice to meet you, Ma'am.
- Nice to meet you. - Ma'am, how are you?
- Good, how are you?
- Doctor Blodgett gave you a day off, I see.
- An evening off is more like it.
- Y'all enjoy your supper.
- You, too, sir. - Thank you.
- When the boss of Wagner Ranch knows you by name
and bothers to use it,
I think that means you're cowboy enough for him.
- Yeah, maybe so.
It's my first date with a Texan,
so I don't really know the protocol.
- Walk me to the door.
- I can do that.
♪ [Cover Me Up by Jason Isbell] ♪
Okay, now what?
- Now's the tricky part.
Should you kiss her?
If you don't and she wanted you to,
she's gonna think you don't like her.
But if you do and she ain't ready,
you got yourself another problem.
Yeah, wouldn't want to be in your shoes.
- It's a pickle for sure.
- Think it through.
Ask yourself this, Jimmy.
What would a cowboy do?
♪ Put your faith to the test ♪
♪ When I tore off your dress ♪
♪ In Richmond on high ♪
- Well, you haven't hit me yet.
- You're doing good so far.
She might even be up for another one.
♪ And the old lovers sing ♪
♪ "I thought it'd be me ♪
♪ Who helped him get home" ♪
- Well, I...
I should probably ride off into the sunset.
- The sun's already set, Jimmy.
♪ So girl, hang your dress up to dry ♪
♪ We ain't leaving this room ♪
♪ 'Til Percy Priest breaks open wide ♪
♪ And the river runs through ♪
♪ And carries this house on the stones ♪
♪ Like a piece of driftwood ♪
♪ So cover me up ♪
♪ And know you're enough ♪
♪ To use me for good ♪
♪ Cover me up ♪
♪ And know you're enough ♪
♪ To use me for good ♪
- Is there, uh... specific seating, or...?
Wherever you want.
Carter, you grab a seat right here.
- You sit next to me, baby. - Okay.
- Sir? - On the table's fine.
It looks formal, Rip. But it's not.
It's just supper.
- Here.
- There's fruit in the salad. I don't want that.
- Yeah. - Yeah, I'm all right.
- It's good for the prostate.
I have Gator make it for Daddy. No?
Doctor says he needs to eat fruit with every meal.
- Yes, it is good for the prostate.
Lots of things are good for the prostate.
We just don't talk about them the dinner table.
- You know, there's this holistic doctor
at the Deerfield Club.
He specializes in... in Tantric healing.
Now that, that is good for the prostate.
- Tantric, what's that?
- Don't encourage her.
- It focuses on the erogenous zones.
- E-what? Erogenous zones?
- Mm-hmm. Areolas, vulva, phallus, sphincter.
- Is that Latin?
- And you've done this?
- You're just pouring gas on the fire, Rip.
Dumping it right on the damn fire.
- I love it, but I don't think it's for you, baby.
I think you're wound a little tight.
But it is a good idea for you, Daddy.
And he is good.
He made my knees wobble for a fucking week.
- Jesus Christ.
- He recommends that you see him monthly,
but after my first session with him, I was like a month?
I'm seeing your ass tomorrow.
- Are we still talking about the salad?
- No, Carter. We're well past salad.
- Can I have some?
- Have all you want.
- That's good. Start young. Keep those pipes clean.
- This is every meal, Rip.
This is where she gets her revenge.
Revenge?
How is me trying to prevent you
from getting prostate cancer revenge?
- Revenge for what?
- I don't know. I cannot figure it out.
- Why don't you just ask her?
- Why don't you ask me, Daddy?
Ask me how me being the only one making conversation
at this table is somehow vengeful.
- Every meal. Just like this one.
- Beth, you're not gonna do this at breakfast, are you?
Cause I have to eat my breakfast quick.
- What? Do what? What am I doing?
What the fuck am I doing?!
You know what I'm doing?
I'm fucking leaving, that's what I'm doing.
- Excuse me, sir.
Yeah, right there.
On the bright side of things, now...
now I can eat this in peace.
- Can I still have cake after supper?
- Hell, you can have some right now.
- Cake with steak?
- Cake with your steak.
- What in the fuck was that about?
What kind of childhood bullshit
are you working out at the dinner table?
- Yeah, that's what it is, Rip.
It's the table.
It's that whole fucking room.
It's this stifling, oppressive, false fucking fantasy
of a family that just does not exist.
Never fucking existed.
Do you know there was four different forks and spoons
on that table, Rip?
Four. There's an oyster spoon on the table.
Do we eat oysters?
No.
But by God do we have the fucking spoon for it.
- If you don't like the room,
then eat in a different room.
At a different fucking table.
I mean, look, there's a table right there.
Why don't we eat right here?
What do you say?
- So, what's the biggest one you've ever seen?
- Six feet.
- That's a big snake. - That's a big damn snake.
We were rebuilding the horse stalls.
- It was in the barn?
- It was in the barn.
- Did you see it? - Oh, yeah, I saw it.
- He was about your age and when he saw it
he did exactly what the rest
he ran up the wall like a damn spider
and hung from the rafters.
That's true.
But hey, discretion is the better part of valor
and trust me, there was a ton of valor
up in them rafters, let me tell you.
- Did you kill it?
- Hell, no, I didn't kill it.
You know how many mice those things eat?
And I wouldn't let any of the boys kill it either.
But I had this old heeler... do you remember him?
- I do. - You remember?
- Oh, sure.
- Well, he was meaner than shit...
And he was cat quick.
And one day he found that snake,
and oh my God, those two, those two went at it...
- What happened?
- You be careful when you open this.
- Oh!
- Count those rings and you'll see how old it is.
- Thank you.
- Sweetie.
Life is plenty hard, you don't need to help it, you hear me?
- You're saying I make life harder?
- Every day.
- No, that's yours. You keep that.
- What do you say?
- Thank you.
Let me see them.
Something wrong?
- I didn't know y'all had wolves east of Big Timber.
There aren't. - There's one.
You saw a wolf?
- Staring at him right now.
Let me talk to the Chairman.
I'll get back to you tomorrow.
Kayce, whatever you do, don't shoot it.
- If it gets near my horses, I'm shooting it.
If it goes near your horses, it's a test.
And if you shoot it you fail.
I'll call you tomorrow.
- All right, buddy, time to get out.
- Close your eyes.
- Close my eyes?
- Well... Things down there are not the same.
- Not the same how?
- Well, sometimes it just gets stiff as a board
for like no reason.
- Is that happening right now?
- Got any solutions?
- You know, I'm gonna let your dad handle the solutions.
I think it's time you gave Tate the talk.
- What talk?
- The sex talk.
Your father never...
Of course he didn't.
Your son is sitting in the bathtub with a...
I can't even say it. A boy issue.
I need you to go in there and talk him through
how to deal with it.
- Well, I'm sure he'll figure out how to deal with that
all on his own.
- Kayce, he's got to understand...
You know, the... the purpose of it.
How we're all animals and how life is created.
- Baby, he grew up on a ranch. - Oh.
- He's been watching animals screw since he was born,
and then he watched them have babies.
He's helped me pull calves and foal out horses.
He knows everything he needs to know about sex.
And one day when he's sixteen, I'll sit him down
I'll tell him why he shouldn't until he's married.
- - And he's gonna promise me...
and then one Friday night he's gonna go out
and meet some girl, they're gonna fall in love
and fuck like rabbits
until they break up or she gets pregnant.
Cause that's exactly what happened to us.
- Yes, I guess we outgrew that, huh?
Oh, yeah, there was something else I forgot to mention.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
What was it?
Oh yeah, we did it again.
- What did we do?
- Fucked like rabbits 'til I got pregnant.
- You're pregnant?
- Can your dog come to bed with me?
- She's everybody's dog, buddy.
- Tell that to the dog.
Why's mom crying?
- Oh, I'm just happy, honey.
- You're gonna be a brother.
- You're having a baby?
- Yeah, we sure are, honey.
- I knew those weren't naps you were taking.
Ugh.
You better start saving up your money, Dad.
I don't babysit for free.
Come on, Sunka.
- All right. I stand corrected.
He does not need the sex talk.
- We sure could've used it, though.
- You're happy, right?
- I'm happy.
They're here.
- Time to take one for the team.
- Yeah.
- Hey!
You have no right to be here!
- Okay. - Get up...get up!
- I'm getting up! - Move, move! - Okay!
More than 300 protesters have been arrested
as we've seen.
- Okay, okay.
- I thought we pulled the news crews.
- They were set up on the road.
- How did they know to set up on the road?
- Unclear. Tipped off.
Probably one of the protestors.
- In total, 117 protestors
have been arrested and charged with criminal trespassing,
criminal mischief, and failure to disperse.
Three have been charged with assault on a police officer,
and the leader of Free Earth,
Summer Higgins, has been charged
with felony aggravated assault on a peace officer.
She was arrested a few weeks ago for a similar assault
on Livestock Agents and Sheriff's Deputies
in an unrelated protest.
- Hm. Seems the narrative is in our favor.
- We need a big news day in New York.
If this goes national, the narrative will be flipped.
- Hey, Daddy. - Morning, honey.
- New York Times, how may I direct your call?
- Brett Eaves at the national desk.
What are you doing today?
- Loading bulls. You?
- Loading bullshit.
- This is Brett.
- Hey, Brett, are you aware of the protest
happening in Montana that was broken up by Federal agents?
- No, protest over what?
- Some airport. 117 people were arrested.
And I think three or four ended up in the hospital.
KNBS. Worth a watch.
I think you'll see the potential.
- Thanks, I'll check it out. - More to come.
- What're you up to, sweetheart?
What you asked, Daddy.
Have a good day.
- Go ahead and bring them boys.
Let them sift in there now.
- Hey, bulls. Hey, bulls.
Hold up, boys, hold up, boys. Hold up, boys.
Let 'em load. Let 'em load.
- Go ahead, Teeter.
- Where'd you get the heifers?
- I put them out yesterday.
- Good, I don't need any of these tearing down fences
looking for a girlfriend.
- You want me to drive?
- Nah, I'll drive.
- This should be good. Yeah?
We need to meet.
- About what, I wonder...
Is there a time that works?
- You know where the ranch is. Come by whenever.
- I'd prefer a neutral site.
- The ranch is a neutral site.
- Not for me.
- Yeah, and whose fault is that?
You know where to find me.
After we drop these bulls we're gonna meet the sheriff in town.
- Okay.
- You know, you're the only one in my life who don't ask me
why when I say we're doing a thing.
- I figure you'll tell me why if you want me to know
or I'll figure it out when we get there.
- Not calling you out for it, Rip.
I'm thanking you for it.
I know who tried to kill me.
- Sir, maybe the Sheriff isn't who you should be talking to,
maybe you let me fucking handle it.
- I'd like to kill him myself, Rip.
But he's sitting in prison
and that's where he's going to stay
for the rest of his shitty life.
We're meeting with the Sheriff right now to figure out
how we make that life just a little shorter.
- Hold it, sir. Hold it. Hold it.
Nobody's eating.
They're just staring at each other.
What do you got in the truck?
- Got a pistol in the glove box.
Got a rifle behind the seat.
Get in the truck.
- They're gone.
I'm gonna need wallets, rings, watches.
On the fucking table!
Open it. Open it!
Hands on the table!
Don't you fucking move!
- Eyes front.
That's right. That's right.
- He's back. The cowboy's back.
- Hey.
- He's around the corner.
You think that's gonna save you, you fucking coward?
- I'll fucking kill her, I swear to God, I'll fucking do it!
- That's right, then you won't have anybody
to hide behind, will you?
Party's almost over.
You see it?
- I got it.
- Whenever you want.
- Ah!
- Trying to... Call my daughter, John.
- Okay.
Hey, there you are.
- Hey, Dad, can I call you later?
I got the kids crawling all over me--
- Honey, no. I'm...
I'm not that sure you can.
- What?
Dad?
- Debbie, this is John Dutton.
- Is everything okay?
- No, honey. Everything's not okay.