Who do you want to see first, John?
Surprise me.
Hey, Andrea! Bring him!
This is Little Joe Cash.
Nine-year-old stallion.
He's a NHRA Futurity winner,
AQHA world champion.
He's a CRHA Challenge Futurity winner.
The only thing he ain't won is the Kentucky Derby,
and that's 'cause he ain't no fucking racehorse.
How much?
Mmm... I could get 'em bought for about five.
Five hundred seems cheap for a Futurity winner.
(HORSE SNORTS)
Five million.
(SCOFFS)
Ah, for hell's sake, Travis.
(CHUCKLES) You said bring the best.
That's the best right there.
Does it say "I just moved here from San Diego"
on my goddamn hatband?
TRAVIS: He's got a $4,000 stud fee, okay?
He's booked for the full season,
booking up for next year.
He pays for himself in three years,
all right? And then he keeps paying you.
You want to see a cheaper horse?
You want to see a $200,000 horse?
Let me show you. Hey, Tom!
Bring him down!
(DRIVING ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
That's pretty fancy.
He's got about 100,000 in earnings.
You gotta put this one on the road.
You gotta go in. There's no guarantee with his babies,
all right? He makes nice foals, but...
What's that one Tim's on?
TRAVIS: That's Custom-Made Gun.
That's that horse that
Kate McCutcheon's winning everything on.
Hey, Tim! Bring him down!
(CHUCKLES)
He's angry and mean.
You gotta have your big boy pants on when you ride that one.
You could probably get him bought for about a million.
Okay? He's got 200,000 in earnings.
But if you're looking to raise Cadillac Ranch horses,
that is your stud.
Why don't we just breed the one Kayce gave you?
No one can ride the damn thing, Jamie.
Which one do you like?
I like that five million dollar bastard
that just spun a hole in the ground, but it ain't my money.
We can't do it.
Don't ever tell me what I can and can't do.
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
Well, they gotta transfer him somewhere,
and if they haven't...
If they haven't called you for the transfer,
then it's gotta be federal, right?
Okay, well can you reach out to the BIA and FBI,
see if they've had any transfer requests?
Be vague, all right? Don't use Kayce's name.
I don't want to...
I don't want to open a door we can't close.
Hold on a second.
I checked with the federal court in Billings.
No warrant was issued there,
and nothing from the Park County Court either.
Walter, get back to me on this.
What do you think they got him for?
Fingers crossed it's the rez thing.
Yeah.
Take the chopper.
Don't waste time in a car.
Jamie...
Don't leave there without him, Son.
I won't.
Viggo, I'm gonna need the chopper.
Had breakfast?
Not hungry.
How 'bout you, Tate?
Or maybe just skip straight to desert?
Like, what kind of desert?
Well, there's some cookies in there the size of pie plates.
TATE: Big cookie!
Well, they ain't small.
Go ahead.
Wouldn't say what they picked him up for.
They wouldn't tell me at the station either.
- No arraignment date? - Mmm-mmm.
Sounds to me like they're...
They're looking, that's all.
Don't have to look far with Kayce.
We'll get him out of this, don't you worry.
You have my word.
And after I do,
you two need to think about what's best for your family.
I'm not sure what you mean.
Living day to day isn't living, Monica, it's surviving,
with no regard for tomorrow.
(DOOR OPENS)
Boy, you weren't kidding.
Yeah, well, you should've brought two.
Let me see that one.
Yeah, you're gonna have to go get another one,
'cause this one's mine.
- Hey! - Yeah.
(CHUCKLING)
Yeah.
Tomorrow's the only thing a parent is supposed to live for.
(HELICOPTER REVVING UP)
Is there anything that you want to tell us?
I'd like an attorney.
The rez is a little short of attorneys, Kayce.
Besides, there's the element of trust
that I thought we had established amongst us.
I guess I was wrong.
We found the burned bodies of two men.
Bullets in the skeletons are a ballistic match
for the barrel I gave you.
That has to be explained, Kayce.
I found a van,
the kind that predators drive, you know what I mean?
And I was, uh, walking up to it, and the guy started shooting at me.
I found a girl inside the van.
What girl?
It was Danny Trudeau's daughter.
I gave her a ride home, said we should call the police.
He didn't want the attention for her,
after what she had been through.
What did she go through?
What do you think she went through?
Danny offered to
bury the bodies, and some of his men came out and helped.
And that was it.
That story's easy enough to check out.
Even if it's a legal killing, Kayce, hiding the body...
I don't have a right to make a decision that's gonna affect another man's child.
He asked me.
So who was I to say no?
Well, what's legal and what's right isn't always the same thing.
Did he waive his right to an attorney?
He requested an attorney, and like magic, one appears.
But I guess magic is easy with daddy's helicopter, hmm?
Mmm-hmm. Let's go.
I think there's stuff we should figure out before we do.
Oh, is that your legal opinion, Kayce?
Fine.
Let's figure it out. (CLEARS THROAT)
I have a ballistics report on bullets found in skeletal remains
that match a gun in Kayce's possession.
May I see this weapon and the warrant obtained to seize it?
I didn't need a warrant. Ballistics were on file.
JAMIE: Hmm...
Well, I can't wait to hear the reason
why there's a ballistics report on a privately owned firearm.
I was, uh... It's his barrel.
We traded.
Is that true, Ben?
Did you trade the barrel
of your government-issued service pistol to a private citizen?
Is there any record of this trade?
Are there any witnesses?
Are there any witnesses to the shooting in question?
Is there any forensic evidence that ties my brother to the scene
other than a ballistics match to your weapon?
No.
Oh, you see where I'm going with this.
(CHUCKLES)
I heard you were good.
I'll check out Kayce's story.
And if it's true, which it seems likely,
to prosecute him means I would have to prosecute
the father of the abducted girl.
The last thing I want to do is punish a member of my family
for fighting being a victim.
So maybe there's a more elegant solution
for this dilemma we find ourselves in.
As long as that solution includes Kayce coming with me, now.
Shouldn't be a problem.
Ben?
- I think that we should... - Are both of these weapons here?
I think it's time for you two to trade barrels back.
Doesn't that seem smart?
Seems premature.
Oh, I didn't expect you to like it.
But it does solve problems for both of us.
Okay. All right. Hang on, hang on.
Hand me Kayce's.
I was gonna put this...
Forgive me if I need to ease my way into this circle of trust.
Contact me when there's a solution to discuss.
I'll do that.
JAMIE: Come on.
KAYCE: I need the rest of it.
Not on your life.
I assume you have the slugs to Kayce's barrel?
I think we've been worrying about the wrong Dutton.
Ah, lawyers don't scare me.
They should. No one knows how to break the law better.
KAYCE: Can you give me a ride home?
To my house?
I just want to see my family, Jamie.
They're at the ranch.
Yeah, she swallowed a lot of pride for you.
But don't we all?
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
(BUZZER SOUNDS)
RIP: Hey!
Hey!
What's your name?
Walker.
Yeah, what's your first name?
That is my first name.
All right, well what's your last name, then?
None of your fucking business. I don't know you.
You a cowboy, or did you suck somebody's dick for that hat?
By the looks of your truck, you've been sucking plenty.
Well, we're looking for a hand, if you think you're one.
I'm cowboy enough.
Yeah?
Where'd you work at?
Four-sixes,
the Waggoner, Tongue River,
Pitchfork.
You're down in Texas then, huh?
Yeah. Mmm-hmm.
I was up here day-working on the Galt
when I got into this mess.
Good outfit.
Yeah, they run a pretty tight ship.
Mmm-hmm.
What were you in for?
Manslaughter.
Well, walk me through it.
I got to know.
Really ain't much to know.
Dude got mouthy at a bar and swung on me, I swung back.
Hit him right between the eyes.
Fucker just went down and died.
Can't explain it.
That's some punch, Walker.
These windmills will swing.
They're done swinging, if you come work for me.
Shit, they're done swinging if I don't.
I ain't never going back in that son of a bitch.
Put your shit in the back.
Cons gotta pay a price to work for Yellowstone.
Yeah, so I heard.
Oh, yeah?
Well, you let me know now if you don't want to pay it.
What else am I gonna fucking do?
All right.
(ENGINE STARTS)
BOB: The one thing I've never understood
is how you could drink so much and never seem to be the least bit tipsy.
Adderall.
(CHUCKLES)
Then why drink alcohol in the first place?
What else am I gonna drink, Bob?
A fucking Fresca?
(CHUCKLES)
Oh, Beth.
I have missed you.
How much longer is this sabbatical lasting?
A while, I'm afraid.
There's a lot of work waiting for you in Salt Lake.
I can work from my computer.
You can't take over a company on Skype, Beth.
Want to bet?
Besides, I don't need to be in Salt Lake to kill companies, Bob.
Look where you are.
It's the Mecca of dumb money.
I'm half-surprised I don't see trust fund babies
walking here on I-90, barefoot, flogging themselves.
It's the greatest concentration of wealth in the United States.
Not New York, not LA, right here.
I could throw a boomerang across that room and I'd hit five billionaires.
If I open an office here, would you run it?
(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)
Oh.
- Welcome. - Jenkins.
Right this way.
If I did, I know exactly the company I'd kill first.
You know Dan Jenkins?
Yeah, we met.
Mmm. He's trying to open a version of this on the other side of town.
(CHUCKLES)
It's ripe to fall.
He's not a friend, is he?
Of course he's a friend.
But this is business.
If you can kill it, kill it.
If you were 20 years younger, Bob...
You want another?
(SIGHS)
Hey, Connor, two more.
Oh, hi, Dan.
Who's this?
- I'm his wife. - Oh.
Beth Dutton.
I run Mergers and Acquisitions for Schwartz and Meyer.
So you work with Dan.
Oh, yeah.
We flirted with a couple of things, right?
Well, it's quite the shiner you've got there.
He was in a car wreck.
Those airbags, they sure pack a punch.
So you guys out for a little afternoon cocktail?
It's the only kind.
Whole city shuts down at 9:00.
Plenty of trouble if you know where to look.
You should give me a call sometime.
I'll help you find it.
(LAUGHS)
- We could use some trouble. - Well, I'm your girl.
(LAUGHS)
Oh, my God, I think I finally made a friend here.
(LAUGHS)
- You're not leaving, are you? - Not on your life.
I'll be right back.
Okay.
Remember what I said, Dan.
Generations.
- You think I'm gonna fuck you? - Mmm!
A deal's a deal.
Besides, I'm not fucking you.
I'm fucking her!
And if you have a brother, I'm fucking him too.
I am chopping your family tree down.
Thank you.
Send her over when she gets back, would you?
Beth, be careful dealing with Dan.
He's a scrapper.
When I'm done with that motherfucker, Bob, you will have custody of his kids.
(CHUCKLES)
(CLUNKS)
This game's dumb.
Well, that's 'cause you're throwing at the trough.
That ain't ever gonna work.
You gotta throw it up in the air, let gravity do the work.
Once you figure out the physics, you're gonna get a splash every time.
(SPLASHES)
What's physics?
Physics is where you kind of figure in the distance
and the weight of the rock,
then you figure out how hard and how high to throw it.
The farther away, the heavier the rock, the higher you gotta throw it. Watch.
(SPLASHES)
You try.
There you go!
(CHUCKLES)
Take a step back and try again, all right?
This time, tiny bit higher.
From here!
That's pretty far.
Little too much sauce on that one.
Yeah, I should back off the sauce.
Here, well, go talk to your mom.
(CLUNKS)
You don't act like the man from the stories I've heard.
That's the thing about being a grandfather.
I get to do all the things
I wished I'd done with my children.
The things I regret, I get...
I get to do different.
It doesn't change the things you did, though.
No, it doesn't.
(HELICOPTER APPROACHING)
Come here, Grandson!
(HELICOPTER WHIRRING)
It's solved.
For now or for good?
It's behind us, both things, I think.
You and trouble...
Thanks for the help.
I need a little from you.
Figures.
You're not gonna mind this kind of work.
Hey, buddy.
You okay?
Fine.
Now that you got him here, we need to keep him here.
I'm not losing another child. If he goes back, I'm gonna lose him.
I can feel it in my bones.
How about I put in a call to Mel Thompson?
Now you're thinking smart.
Kayce!
See you in a little bit.
(COWS LOWING)
Hey, Jimmy!
These cows ain't gonna doctor themselves!
Yo, Jimmy, you know you're supposed to ride it, right?
Get on up, Jimmy!
(COW MOOS)
(RATTLING BREATH)
I hate this fucking job.
I hate this fucking job, I hate this fucking job.
(COWS MOOING)
(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)
(EXHALES SHARPLY)
(GASPS)
Jimmy, get halfway up the fence and keep them from spilling back!
Why you walking?
Haul ass, we ain't got all day!
(RAGGED BREATHING)
Oh, fuck!
(SOBBING)
You need to see a doctor?
(HEAVY BREATHING)
It's the shame that hurts the most, you know?
But shame, it's in the mind.
You can turn that faucet off whenever you want to.
Rough business becoming a man, ain't it?
Beats the alternative, though.
Come on, let's go to work.
JOHN: Spent all morning pricing stallions. You can buy
a damn house in town for what they cost now.
I just gave you a stallion.
No one can ride him, Kayce.
He's smart and mean.
That's a... That's a bad combination in a horse.
He ain't got a mean bone in his body. You just gotta finish him.
Well, that was Lee's job.
I don't have the time.
Rip, he doesn't have the temperament.
KAYCE: I can pull him back down to my place and work on him.
Why don't you work on him here?
You're a horse trainer, aren't you?
Aren't you? So train mine.
I won't work for you.
You know what?
Just take the horse back. I don't want him.
The horse is me saying I'm sorry.
You don't have anything to be sorry for!
I should've been there sooner.
I shouldn't have been there at all.
You gotta stop looking backwards, Son.
I'll fix the horse for you.
Ain't no gift if you can't ride him, but I won't let you pay me.
(SCOFFS)
That's a good deal for everybody but you.
Jamie.
I really appreciate this, Mel.
Hey, you're helping me.
So where is she?
Over here.
You are not the kind of kid that can go two days without a bath.
TATE: Bath, bath, bath!
My whole life is baths!
JAMIE: Monica,
I'd like to introduce you to Mel Thompson.
He's the President of Montana State.
- Nice to meet you. - Hi.
Heard a lot about you.
If you have a minute, we'd love to have a conversation with you.
Uh, yeah, um...
You stay out here, buddy, okay?
- Go inside? - Yeah.
- After you. - Okay.
- I'll get that. - Oh, thanks.
There you go. After you.
MEL: The University
is expanding its Liberal Arts program.
And Native American Studies is an area that we've earmarked
that we feel has been underrepresented in academia.
There's an understatement.
(LAUGHING) Yes.
So as an Associate Professor, you could work toward your doctorate
as you help us expand a department that the University feels
is elemental in understanding ourselves as a nation and, uh, as a people.
JAMIE: (CLEARS THROAT) Now,
how about we talk about salary?
Oh, yes! Well, um...
Well, now,
as I'm sure you can imagine, an Associate Professorship isn't exactly
a huge payday.
But it does start around 70,000 for the first year.
But once you have your doctorate, the financial opportunities are greater.
Not that any of us got into teaching to make money.
You're offering me a job?
MEL: I...
Yeah, I absolutely am.
You don't understand.
When a teacher leaves a school on a reservation,
there isn't a line of teachers to fill my place.
There's just one less teacher.
If I leave, my kids will suffer.
And they've suffered enough already.
Um...
Could we have a minute alone?
Mel, let's get you some more coffee.
Of course.
This was your idea.
I, uh...
I weigh every decision against one thought, Monica.
To consider other families before my own is to fail them as a father.
Kayce's gonna end up dead or in prison. We both know it.
At least here, there's a chance I can prevent that,
but you're the only one who can get him here.
I don't control Kayce any more than he controls me.
That's what makes us work.
As far as what thoughts I weigh against my decision,
that's none of your business.
Thank you for arranging this opportunity, but the answer is no.
Well, how'd it go?
They're perfect for each other.
Both allergic to logic.
I don't have any leverage, none they recognize anyway.
You gotta get me some.
What you doing?
I'm gonna see how bad they screwed up this horse.
What you been doing?
Let's see,
I threw rocks in the horse trough.
And I almost caught a garter snake.
And you want to know how big it was?
How big?
- Wow. - I'm not even joking.
That's a lot of snake to grab.
Stand back, buddy, in case this horse takes off on me.
I love it here.
Yeah?
I wish we could live here.
We got a home, buddy.
Our home sucks.
Hey!
Do you know how hard me and your mother work for that home?
Don't you ever say that, okay?
You hear me?
Tate...
I don't want to talk to you anymore!
Miss, let me get your ride.
Miss! I like your style.
Give me my keys.
I think if I let you drive right now, I'd lose my job.
What do they say?
"Discretion is the better part of valor."
I really don't know what they say.
That's what they say.
(SIGHS)
(EERIE RINGTONE PLAYING)
JAMIE: Fuck you...
(EERIE RINGTONE CONTINUES)
(SIGHS)
(EERIE RINGTONE STARTS OVER)
Beth...
If you just made
your one phone call from jail, you wasted it.
Send Rip to come pick me up.
Rip's busy.
Why? Where are you?
The Deerfield Club.
Well, your car's not here.
That means you drove.
It's like fucking talking to Sherlock Holmes.
(SIGHS)
I did drive, Jamie.
And now I am drunk.
And I can't, so you get to drive me.
You don't sound drunk to me.
Trust me.
Oh, yeah.
I'm on my way!
Fucking asshole.
Cocksucker.
(LIGHTER CLICKS)
Fuck.
Didn't buck you off?
There ain't nothing wrong with this horse.
I'm gonna wash him up and get out of here.
But Grandpa said we can stay the night.
Look, he got no sleep last night.
If we go home, he wonders where his cousins are.
I just need to recharge so I can have that conversation.
Tate, you're staying in the main house with me.
You two take the trapper cabin.
Give your minds a vacation for a night.
Tate! Tate, come on.
- Fucking pathetic. - Mmm.
Sad.
- You're sad. - You think so?
Yeah.
Dad asked you to help.
This is not helping.
You have no idea what I'm doing.
Yeah, I do. I know what you're doing. You're doing what you always do.
(STAMMERS) You're making a giant cry for help!
- Help from what? - Who the fuck knows, Beth?
So just keep it up, keep acting like the only 34-year-old on spring break,
and we'll all keep giving you attention.
He asked me to wreck Jenkins, and I am wrecking him.
(CHUCKLES)
I'm sure you could wreck him stone-cold sober, Jamie, huh?
I bet you suck dick like there's a prize inside.
(LAUGHS)
- Ow! - Ha!
(SHOUTING)
(LAUGHS)
That make you feel good, huh?
Big man!
Yeah, actually, it was quite liberating.
I feel like I had a massage.
- Fuck you! - Yeah.
- Fuck you! - I'm the only one you haven't. (LAUGHS)
You know why you're so soft, Jamie?
Huh?
'Cause you never lost.
You never lost anything in your whole soft fucking life.
Well, I lost the same mother you lost.
- And the same brother. - You don't have them!
You didn't lose them!
There is a difference!
(JAMIE CHUCKLES)
Okay, I can't wait to fucking hear this. Why don't you...
Why don't you explain the difference to me, Beth?
Why don't you rivet me with your insight?
I'll show you the difference.
You gotta watch them die to lose them.
Well, I should be so lucky.
But you're incapable of hurting yourself, Beth.
It's just everyone else you don't mind beating up.
Do it.
Please.
Do it.
Do the world a fucking favor.
(GUNSHOT)
(TIRES SCREECHING)
You gotta watch 'em die, or you didn't lose 'em, Jamie.
You gotta watch your mother
look you in the eye
with no love in her heart.
Not even a little!
And you get to carry that.
That's losing, Jamie.
(LAUGHING)
Beth...
(SOBS)
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
If hating me keeps you from hating yourself,
I'll be that for you, Beth.
That's what family's for.
(LAUGHING)
My God, that was fun!
(LAUGHS)
We should've invited her over.
No telling what kind of fun we could've had then.
- (LAUGHING) - Are you out of your mind?
Our daughters are down the hall.
I can be quiet...
Ish.
(LAUGHS)
(SIGHS)
For the first time in two years, I don't feel bored.
(LAUGHS)
(ON PHONE) This is Melody.
Hi, Melody, Dan Jenkins.
The mountain man. How are the Rockies?
DAN: I need you.
Must have picked quite a fight.
When can you be here?
Depends. Are we talking the standard rate, or the "Holy shit, drop everything" rate?
We're talking the Armageddon rate.
I'll be there by tomorrow. 9:00 a.m.
Pack a big suitcase.
I'll bring a footlocker.
Come fuck me.
Vicky, go to sleep.
(BLOWS RASPBERRY)
Fine.
I'll go do it myself.
Oh, Lord...
You play that guitar?
No, I just like to drag this fucking thing around.
Why, y'all want to hear one?
Yeah, I guess you do.
(STRUMS CHORD)
Happy or sad?
Happy.
(PLAYING MOURNFUL SONG)
I'm all choked up again
With these two hands and the rage I'm in
I think I just killed a man
I went all in, I got stuck in a jam
That's what you get when you're a gambling man
And every day I seem to dig a little deeper
And then nothing gets left behind
Close my eyes and my world starts spinning
And I realize I'm buried alive
This ain't no place for kids
But when you're raised in a bucket of rain
You either die or you learn to swim
And every day I get a little bit deeper
And there's nothing that is left behind
I close my eyes and my world starts spinning
And I realize I'm buried alive
That's all y'all get.
Well, if that's your happy,
don't you ever play me goddamn sad.
All right, let's go.
Let's go.
Come on with me.
Are there alligators in Montana?
Well, I haven't seen one yet.
Probably too cold.
Yeah, that's...
That's my guess.
TATE: Woah. What's inside that thing?
JOHN: Something he ate.
Oh...
(JOHN CHUCKLES)
TATE: That's so sharp.
That one doesn't even have a head.
TATE: No.
That's a long stem.
Mmm-hmm. Those are eggs, I think.
They'll turn into babies, and then turn into these big things
that everything's trying to kill everything else.
(SOBS)
(SCREAMING)
- (SCREAMING CONTINUES) - Camouflaging in the rocks.
(BETH CONTINUES SCREAMING DISTANTLY)
You should send her back to Salt Lake City, Dad.
She's... (SIGHS)
The longer she stays here, the worse she's gonna get.
No, I need her here.
I can do whatever she does.
Beth, and God, how I love her, she can...
(SNIFFS)
She can be what you won't ever be.
She can be evil.
And evil's what I need right now.
It's good to have Kayce home, isn't it?
Night, Son.
(SCREAMING CONTINUES)
(DOOR SLAMS)
(MELLOW ROCK MUSIC PLAYING)
I can see the sun
I wonder how many poor farm girls you snuck into this cabin.
I can just see you now in your shagging shirt,
wooing some lovestruck blonde.
- What is a shagging shirt? - (LAUGHS)
You know, it's your fanciest shirt, your get-the-girl shirt.
The one you never work in.
I don't know if I own a shirt that I've never worked in.
I'm trying to remember what I was wearing when I met you.
All I remember was you weren't wearing it long.
You think it's selfish, keeping Tate from a life like this?
I get so confused
That sounds like my father.
It is.
He has a life like this. It's just simpler.
It's not simple anymore, Kayce.
I thought we were forgetting tonight.
I'm just having a conversation.
Well, I guess the conversation's over!
Guess this shit wasn't no rumor, huh?
No.
No rumor.
Where does it go?
Right here.
That's a hell of a price to pay for a job that only pays 400 a week.
It ain't about the money, Walker.
It's about trust.
Trust, huh?
That's right.
And all the boys have it?
No.
Just us.
Just the criminals.
What if I don't?
Jim here will run you into town and leave you there.
It's not a "have-to," Walker.
It's a choice.
And it's all yours.
Don't think of it as a brand.
Think of it as tenure.
Fuck it.
(SKIN SIZZLING)
(GRUNTS)
Welcome home.
Welcome to the Yellowstone.
Here I go again Straight up out the motel
Hock my guitar out of a pawn shop jail
If I quit, I'm just rolling the dice
Couldn't pass up the red beans and rice singing
Oh, my, my
See them girls shake their ass Underneath the sunrise
Oh, my my
Taste the sugar on their lips
Underneath that moonlight