(NOSE ON THE GRINDSTONE BY TYLER CHILDRES PLAYING)
Daddy worked like a mule Mining Pike County coal
He fucked up his back He couldn't work anymore
He said, One of these days You'll get out of these hills
Keep your nose on the grindstone
And out of the pills
See the ways of this world Just bring you to tears
Keep the lord in your heart and You'll have nothing to fear
Live the best that you can And don't lie and don't steal
Keep your nose on the grindstone
And out of the pills
Daddy, I've been trying I just can't catch a break
There's too much in this world I can't seem to shake
But I remember your words...
How'd you get out?
Don't catch that one.
Why not?
Don't want him caught.
That's the horse that killed my mother.
Why not put him down? Or sell him?
You're applying logic to a situation where it isn't wanted.
I don't know what that means.
So, you're Daddy's new pet.
I ain't no one's pet.
Yeah, you are.
Been thinking about getting a pet of my own.
Yeah? Have fun with it.
It's okay to watch me walk away, you know.
That's why we do it.
(S.O.B. BY NATHANIEL RATELIFF AND THE NIGHT SWEATS PLAYING)
You're startin' to get some swish in them hips, young lady.
Eat shit, you fucking redneck.
I'm gonna need someone to help me
I'm gonna need somebody's hand...
Little orphan boy fell in love today
with the farmer's daughter.
Little orphan boy.
(LAUGHS)
- Lovestruck little orphan boy. - (BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SCREAMING)
Get him off of me!
I'll cut you up, boy.
You had it coming.
Touch that boy again and I'll gut you in your fucking sleep.
Rip. Go to the barn. Go to bed.
Ah. All right.
Why are you crying?
What are you doing here?
Asked you first.
I ain't playing games with you.
Why are you crying?
Just... I get mad sometimes
and this is how it comes out.
Yeah, I do that, too.
Why are you mad?
I killed my family.
- How? - (SNIFFLES)
By not being bigger.
I killed my mother.
How?
By being scared.
I don't do scared anymore.
You'll be plenty big someday, I'm sure.
Kiss me.
What for?
It'll make us feel better.
I don't know how.
Me neither.
(NEVER BE OURSELVES BY SAVANNAH CONLEY PLAYING)
Go on touch me if you wanna
I ain't gonna turn you down
You should know upfront It takes no time
To break this heart of mine...
What are you doing here?
Just watching.
- Why the scowl? - No scowl.
I do things sometimes...
How do I explain it...
I see things in people,
and I feel like if I can touch it,
even if the rest of the person is rotten,
I can take that good thing and I can make it part of me.
Do you understand?
There's plenty of good in you, Beth.
And none in that son of a bitch.
Trust me.
I'm sorry, Rip.
I'm sorry I did that to you.
You didn't do it to me.
But woman, you sure can.
Anytime you want.
And "I'm sorry" is two words you never have to say to me.
Now I'm gonna ride off into the sunset.
That's the sunrise.
Shit. You know what I mean. (LAUGHS)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
Even your walk's angry, sweetheart.
With good reason.
I'm gonna check the airfield in Deer Lodge.
But I'm starting to think that plane's from another state.
Yeah, if I can get a warrant,
we can check the flight logs out of the air traffic control in Bozeman.
It'll be a lot of data to sift through, but...
I thought we're not supposed to talk about work at the dinner table.
In the morning, it's the breakfast table, Beth.
We can talk business at the breakfast table.
This is not a breakfast table.
This is a dining room table.
How do I know it's a dining room table? Because it's in the fucking dining room.
Breakfast tables are in the kitchen.
We don't even have one there,
we have a bar in the kitchen.
So, I guess the point is, Dad,
you can discuss whatever you want at the dinner table,
it's just us who have to navigate the algorithm
of ways in which you control what's discussed.
Honey, I don't even know what the fuck that means.
This is what it means, Dad.
Stop wasting your time, son. Just go to the source, all right?
I want him to know what we know.
You think that's a good idea?
If I didn't think it was a good idea,
I wouldn't have suggested it.
Wear your badge today, Kayce.
(CELL PHONE BUZZES)
Take Ryan with you.
Keep it official.
You.
You've lost the right to question me for a while.
Breakfast bar.
Why don't you just say,
"Dad, I need to talk to you about something."
Why do you have to take a giant wrecking ball
to every meal before we have the conversation
you wanted to have in the first place?
It's important you understand my passion for the subject
before the subject is introduced.
I think I understand it, honey.
So what is it you want me to say, hmm?
The floor is yours. What did I do this time?
Why is Rip living in the bunkhouse
and cleaning out horse stalls?
He is a grown man.
They're all grown men, honey.
He's living in the bunkhouse because the ranch foreman doesn't.
Kayce's ranch foreman.
He gets the foreman's house.
So why isn't he sleeping in the bedroom in this fucking house?
He doesn't want to stay here.
Rip living in the bunkhouse is an obstacle you can overcome,
if that's what you choose to do, Beth.
Don't you dare make this about me.
He looks at you like a father.
But I'm not his father, honey.
I'm Kayce's father.
And Rip's not being punished, all right?
I'm making a shift.
He's making a sacrifice.
How that works out, how I reward that is...
Is how I see it settled.
I hope that's enough for you.
It's always enough for me.
Okay, honey.
Now go ruin someone else's day.
That's the plan, Daddy.
I walk through the valley of the shadow of death
Three-piece suit Sunday's best
Whoa ho ho ho ho
Summertime Better watch out for that heat
Hotter in the shade The demons can repeat
Murder on the streets You better not repeat...
MAN: Becoming a man requires bravery
witnessed by others.
Not just words, actions.
Five achievements, or coups, to prove your worth.
Touching your enemy,
taking your enemy's weapons,
taking your enemy's horse,
leading a successful war party,
and jumping from one horse to another.
This is what the Indian Relay pays homage to,
our actions speaking louder than words.
That exchange is everything.
It signifies getting knocked off your horse in battle
but continuing on and never giving up.
To be a great leader comes from atop a horse.
The horse reveals who you are.
What's this have to do with Christopher Columbus?
Absolutely nothing.
But look at all you learned.
Any other questions?
Well, we pulled the stops out for ya.
Made it look like the real deal. But practice is just a taste.
You gotta come to Sheridan in a few weeks
if you really want to really feel it.
I doubt the university
is gonna let me take the class to Wyoming.
I didn't invite the class.
(GOOD ONE COMING BY BLACKBERRY SMOKE PLAYING)
Ho. Woo.
(LAUGHING)
Two six packs of Shiner
99 cent butane lighter...
Whoa. Yeah.
Goddamn, that horse can slide like a motherfucker.
I tell ya, if the world was flat,
he'd slide right off it.
If he can stop like that when Travis comes,
you'll be in the money.
Don't worry about that, I'll be in the money.
Hey, can I ask you something?
Is there any extra work I could do around here?
Just gotta make some money.
You can do all the extra work you want around here, Jimmy,
but you ain't gonna get paid for it.
You're on salary.
So there's nothing I can do?
When a cowboy needs extra money, he wins it.
Wins it how?
Bronc riding, roping, bulldogging, cutting.
All the shit we do every day.
But you can barely do it as it is.
That ain't gonna win no money at it.
Yeah, so both of them came from the barn.
Did the sheriff's deputies confirm the boy's weapon was loaded?
(CELL PHONE BUZZES)
Yes, weapon was loaded.
And the weapon was pointed at Kayce or the other agent?
No, Kayce first, then the officer.
- Isn't that right? - Hmm?
Care to join the meeting?
Yeah. Sorry I'm... Yes.
Sorry, so the boy was...
He pointed the shotgun at Kayce, and then the livestock agent.
What does it say in the report?
Sheriff doesn't specify in the report.
Dirty son of a bitch.
(CELL PHONE BUZZING)
Just answer it, son.
- Sorry, yes. Apologies. - Jesus.
- Yeah. - SARAH: Finally.
Jamie, avoiding me won't prevent the article from coming out.
(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)
You know, I'm not avoiding... I'm just, uh...
Things are different now.
Nothing is different, Jamie.
I need to verify some of your statement
before I talk to your father.
My father?
Yeah, I have to give him an opportunity to respond.
Sarah, I'm begging you.
I pulled out of the race.
I'm rescinding my permission to be quoted.
Yeah, doesn't work like that.
It does now.
I need you to confirm a few things.
I'm not confirming anything.
If you quote me once or refer to me in any way,
I will fucking sue you into oblivion. Yeah?
Fine, Jamie. I'll have Legal call
and walk you through your lack of options.
(LINE DISCONNECTS)
It looks to me like the sheriff's report
is intentionally vague,
to give a sense your agents didn't follow procedure.
The real issue is their failure to respond.
Once it's official and I'm sworn in,
this will be the first thing I dig into.
The general election is all Haskell's thinking about.
This will go away long before then.
Thank you, Cassidy.
Anything else?
What?
I'm just having a moment of sorts.
Should I be worried about what happens next?
No, this one is...
It's more philosophical in nature.
You ever wonder what this place looked like
before any of us were here?
All the time, honey.
All the time.
(SHOOTING)
When you fire a pistol, you aren't aiming.
- You point. - Okay.
It's sense memory. Repetition.
Hold your hands up, like a boxer.
Get your feet in a fighting stance.
Like this?
I need you to trust me.
Okay.
Put your feet together.
Now let yourself fall towards me.
- What? - Fall towards me.
- You're gonna catch me? - I won't have to, but yes.
Make fists.
Now throw a punch in the air, but don't bring it back.
Open your hand.
Extend your other hand.
- Keep both eyes open. - Yep.
Focus on the front sight.
Cover your target with it.
Now fire.
Again.
I feel like a god.
Whoever holds the gun is god.
Until they pull the trigger.
Then you're the devil.
Can I help you?
Mr. Jenkins. Hello.
Gun, gun! Put it down! Put it down! Listen to me!
Listen to me. I will shoot you in the fucking face
if you don't drop the weapon!
I'm a god.
Pull the trigger and you're the devil.
I'm already the devil.
Jesus. What the fuck are we doing?
We're not doing anything. Stay here.
I saw a lot of pictures of family...
But no family.
I sent them away.
Why'd you do that?
So you wouldn't kill 'em.
How you doing?
Can I help you?
You Mr. Jenkins?
I'm with Big Sky Roofing.
Got a leak, huh?
Yeah, just, uh... Just give me a minute.
Whoa!
Toss the pistol.
Do it.
Now the radio.
Got cuffs? You know the drill.
I'm a fucking law enforcement agent.
You're not the only one.
Doing a little moonlighting, are we?
Alimony's a bitch. Get up.
- Are you fucking kidding me? - Get in.
Asshole!
Fuck you.
Nobody wants to fucking kill you.
We just want to live our lives the way we've been living them
for the last hundred years.
And you keep coming here and trying to take it away from us.
All we just want you to fucking stop.
Thought I made that clear.
Guess I was wrong.
You made it clear.
You hung me from a fucking rope.
Now you sit on my porch
and you fucking threaten me? Again?
What the fuck do you want?
What do you want?
What warrants you being in my fucking house!
You killed our cattle.
I did what?
I don't know how to kill cattle,
you stupid fucking redneck.
I'll tell you what I do know how to do.
I know how to crush empires.
And I will crush your father's.
Thank you for showing me the rules that you play by.
I look forward to the challenge.
(GRUNTS)
(GUN COCKS)
What a fucked situation this is.
Forgot to ask me for my keys.
I guess I'll be the only grown-up in the room.
Kayce!
You're going to tell me the truth right fucking now, you prick.
Now!
I don't know how to kill cows.
I wish I did.
When I see the pain it's caused you and your family,
I wish it had been me.
My guess is you're from a California office.
I'd go back to it if I were you.
Make me.
Rules are different around here.
I know these rules.
Yeah. We'll see.
Wasn't Jenkins.
It had to be.
I looked him in the eye. It wasn't him.
- What happened? - Everything's fine.
No, I mean you. You don't look fine.
I didn't say I was fine.
I was just saying it went fine.
You know, sometimes I look at you, and I...
I don't recognize the man looking back at me.
What happened to you over there, son?
I don't like to talk about it.
I notice you don't, either.
I never talked about it 'cause I never saw the point.
We might be more alike than you wanna admit.
You wanna hear a war story?
Yeah.
If it helps explain the man looking at me,
then yes, I do, son.
We were in Pakistan.
Weren't supposed to be there, but that's where we were.
We're hitting a high value target.
We blew the door off his house,
making our way down the hallway,
when this piece of shit comes out of his bedroom,
using his wife as a shield...
And he's got his 8-year-old daughter on a leash, in front of him.
And he's holding an AK-47 over their heads.
And starts sending rounds at us.
And everybody froze
because his family...
Until it got my weapons sergeant and my medic killed.
So, I had a decision to make.
And in a tenth-of-a-second I made it.
I killed him and his wife and that little girl.
(SOBS)
Soldiers don't tell war stories anymore, Dad.
'Cause wars these days...
It's just about trying to live through 'em.
First down, three wide receivers...
Left side, Roberts, back...
Plenty of time for downfield...
And wide open...
Ahh...
(KNOCK ON DOOR)
DONNIE: County Sheriff's Department failed
to provide back up to the livestock agents involved,
increasing the likelihood of a violent response
from the suspect.
Though our investigation is preliminary,
the shooting was justifiable, and the only action
available to the livestock agent,
whose life was clearly in danger.
Now currently we are conducting an exhaustive internal investigation
into the procedures of our dispatchers
and the reaction time of our deputies,
and I would like to express our sincerest apologies
to the Montana Livestock Agent involved
as well as the agency as a whole for our failure to respond,
aggravating the dangers that those agents faced.
(REPORTERS CLAMORING)
Go ahead.
Jesus, how'd you get him to say that?
I didn't.
I think you just run down and say "Whoa."
I'm afraid there might be a little more to it than that.
Wait, you know how to do it?
Well, I ain't gonna win no money at it, but...
I don't think you are either.
I'm a little thin on options.
Look, just run down the arena,
point your belt buckle to the sky.
Keep your eyes on the top of the barn.
Open your feet and say "Whoa."
How fast do I need to go?
Faster you go, the farther you gonna stop.
- Okay. - You got it.
- It's easy. - Easy.
- Easy... - Mm-hm.
Whoa.
Oh, fuck!
Ow! Jeez!
You all right?
Oh, yeah.
Whew!
Belt buckle to the sky. Belt buckle to the sky.
Whoa!
There you go!
Woo! Ha!
I think I can do this.
Did you see that?
Oh yeah, Jimmy. We saw you out there
looking just like Andrea Fappani.
Who?
(MAN WHISTLES)
(ROCK MUSIC PLAYS)
Whoa.
Woo! (WHISTLES)
Hey, Colby, how long is that?
- Twenty-five. - Twenty-five, huh?
Goddamn, you bring the sharks when you come here, gramps.
What are you talking about?
That's just a God-fearing family from North Texas, man.
- All right. Well, fuck it. - Want me to hold your beer?
Nope, beer's going with you. All right.
Whoa.
Yeah?
(MEN CHEER)
Even with a beer in my hand.
Ah, that's not gonna get it done.
I may do the scotch.
Not gonna happen, buddy.
Whoa.
Whew.
(WHISTLES)
Money, money, money, money, money.
- Go on, man. - All right.
Looking like a long 30, Colby.
- Yeah, thirty-one. - Thirty-one...
Thirty-one, huh?
I'd say that's the winner right there.
Jimmy, come here.
Listen, I've been watching these guys.
I don't know if you can choose who you ride against,
but don't go against him.
And whatever you do, don't go against him.
You saw him slide this morning.
I feel kinda lucky.
You didn't see what I saw.
Oh, the kid's fucked, dude.
Like a tied goat.
Hey, who's this kid on the fuckin' aardvark?
It's a big mistake looking for a place to happen.
I don't wanna take money off a wrangler.
Listen, if he's dumb enough to play in this game,
you should take every cent from him.
You sure?
Travis, teach the son of a bitch a listen, will ya, please?
All right.
Hey. You.
What's your name?
Jim.
Jim? All right, Jimmy.
Come over here and let me explain the rules.
Wish me luck.
You're gonna need more than luck.
- Know what a pay-up is? - Remind me?
So it kinda works like this.
You come in last, you have to pay everybody ahead of you.
Come in second-to-last,
you're gonna pay everybody but the bottom.
Come in fourth, you pay the top three.
Come in third you pay the top two.
Like that. All right?
You're new guy, you get the first horse.
You go first.
Run down there, slide back this way.
- Other way. - Other way.
That other... Other way.
He's in trouble.
There you go.
(CHUCKLING)
You guys running a special needs program on the ranch now?
Is this your janitor?
- Who is this fucking kid? - That's good, Jimmy.
Send him!
(LAUGHING)
Here comes the go.
I'd take the horse, not the rider.
Here he comes. Oh, God.
- Uh-oh. - Oh, God.
Hit the brakes.
Whoa.
- Three feet? - About three, four feet.
I don't think you'll have to measure that one, Colby.
I don't know if that's gonna get it, Jimmy.
I don't know.
Tom, go, go, come on.
Whoa.
(LAUGHTER)
Ah, I think you'll have to pay him, Jimmy.
That's one.
Hey, Mac, you wanna go?
This kid's a fuckin' rookie. You want me to take it easy on him?
No, I want you to smoke his ass.
He wants to play, let's play.
If you can smoke him, smoke him.
All right, hold my beer. I got you.
Whoa.
Pretty big stop. Looks like you're paying two.
Hey, Cade, you wanna have a go?
(CHEERS, WHISTLES)
That's three.
Hey, how old is that kid?
How old's Cade now? Is he 18, Mandy?
Yup.
Good job.
Rip? Can the mom ride?
(CHUCKLES)
Travis, can you please answer that for me?
Uh, let's find out. Hey, Mandy, you wanna go?
- Sure. - How much money has she won?
How much money has she won, um...
Oh, Mom's won about $2 million.
Think she can ride. Two million and twenty.
After this.
Uh-oh, he's looking angry.
Woo.
Ah, yeah. I guess Mom can ride.
Well, Jimmy, congratulations.
You just got smoked by the whole family.
Don't worry, Jimmy, it will all be over soon.
I promise.
Where are these fucking people from?
They're from North Texas, Jimmy.
Whoa.
(CHEERS)
Attaboy. (WHISTLES)
Shit. There you go.
That's all right.
I can't play this game. I don't have enough horse.
Well, let's trade horses.
You take mine.
I got my stirrups set a certain way.
Oh, I won't change your stirrups.
He's gonna go broke.
Oh, that's a smooth gait.
- Looks good, buddy. - Aw, man.
Oughta be showing this fucking thing at Mule Days at Bishop.
(LAUGHING)
This horse doesn't like me.
Yup.
Wait, Jimmy, I'm gonna make it fair, all right?
No, he's not really doing it.
Better make sure the gate's closed.
Whoa.
Ain't the horse, kid.
All right. Come on.
Come on, come on.
Jimmy, get off the horse.
Before you hurt yourself, the horse, or both.
Look, I don't have a fucking choice here.
Yeah, you got a choice. Get off the horse.
Do what Lloyd said, get off the horse.
Go on.
Don't worry, I ain't gonna take your money.
Naw, you'll pay him.
Come here, Jimmy.
I hope you learned a lesson today.
I don't see a lesson.
There's sharks and minnows in this world, Jimmy.
If you don't know which one you are, then you ain't a fucking shark.
Now, go pay Travis.
My wallet's in my bag.
Go get it.
I don't want that kid's money, man.
He's gonna pay you.
I'll race you to the beer...
- I'll take your money. - Come on, you son of a bitch.
Whoa.
I can hear you breathing.
Um...
I have a really big problem.
And I could use some advice.
Oh, my God, you're pregnant.
- This is fucking serious. - Yeah.
I'm in... I'm in...
I've painted myself into a corner here,
and I can't... I can't get out.
I can't get us out of it.
What did you do?
He kicked me out of the house. He abandoned my campaign...
I was angry.
And I was in a corner.
What corner?
(SIGHS)
A reporter, this journalist, she pretended to be...
And then she was on my campaign staff...
What the fuck did you do, Jamie?
I gave an interview.
About what?
Not what.
Who.
(SIGHS)
You selfish piece of shit.
No, wait. Wait.
Beth. Wait.
I said, wait. I said, wait!
(GRUNTS)
(GROANING)
You tell him.
Tell him, you little fuck. You tell him!
Tell him!
I think I can take it from here, Beth.
(GRUNTS)
What do you have to tell me?
(SOBS)
- What did you do this time? - I'm...
Tell him, you motherfucking mutt!
Beth!
I can take it from here.
Go wait outside.
Don't you let him "Jamie" his way out of this.
Okay, Dad? Once he tells you, you come find me
so I can make sure he told you the truth.
For a woman who has mastered the art of mad,
I can't say I've ever seen her that angry.
So tell me, Jamie...
What did you do to scare the only person
I know who doesn't get scared?
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Well, there ain't no...
What the fuck did you do to me?
They say the road to heaven
(CRIES)
Is paved with the souls
Of the good and the bad
So that means that I
Don't stand a chance