All language subtitles for Yellowstone.2018.S03E07.720p.WEB.H264-METCON

- Shh, shh, shh.

- Push, push.

- I'll be home late.

- It's so early.

- Yeah. It's gonna
be a long day.

You look torn.

Should you go to work...

Or should you lie on top of me?

- God don't like me enough
to give me you in the morning

and a peaceful afternoon
in the same day.

- Me in the morning...

or peace in the afternoon.

That's a tough choice.

I'd hate to be
in your shoes.

- Hmm.

- Don't get up.
Stay as long as you want.

- Hey, baby, I wish some
bronc'd break my back

so I could lay
in bed all day

bumping fuckin' uglies
'til noon.

Don't that sound nice?

- Just a matter of time.
- It ain't happening.

- It's one hundred
percent happening.

- See? This is how you
get your eyeball poked out

at three in morning.

- When the fuck
did the bunkhouse

become Paradise Island?

C'mon, Boyd.
You've got to be kidding me.

- She's old enough
to vote and buy bullets.

Don't be blaming
me for her bad judgment .

- Get these goddam
barrel racers out of here

before the whole bunkhouse
is carrying

their groomed bag to the rodeo

and feeding their sausage dogs
like fucking assholes.

- Hey, we're not freeloaders.

If you want to put us
to work, we can work.

- Jimmy, get your shit together.
You're with me today.

- Go get that 5 year-old sorrel
out of that stall.

- I'll get him.

- Hmm.

- Where you taking him?

- I'm tired of trying
to ride the rodeo

out of this son of a bitch.

I'm taking him to Hamilton.
He can buck all he wants there.

- Can I come?

- No, it's not
a fucking road trip.

- He's too busted up
to help you.

I can help.

- She doesn't have to do that.
I'm just being...

- Who is that, Jimmy?

- It's, uh, Mia.
She's my girlfriend.

This is gonna be one of
these fucking days, isn't it?

I should have never
got out of bed.

Go get your ass in the truck.

- What do y'all want
to listen to?

- The air conditioning.

- No music?
- No music.

- Strong silent type.
I like it.

- Looks like he used dogs.

Made an alley with panels.

- Looks like cows and calves.

- I'll call the sale barn.

- Did you brand those
calves yet?

Ear tags?

- Nothing.

- Well, if he's smart, he'll
change the brand on those cows

and drive 'em to North Dakota.

But he's gonna wanna
sell those calves right now.

Ryan, why don't you take
the sale barn in Three Forks.

You take Lewiston,
I'll take Billings.

- This is livestock
agent Hendon.

May I speak to
the auction manager?

- There's no court filing
that changes Power of Attorney

for the Dutton ranch
for John Dutton.

- Well, then she used
Schwartz and Meyers attorneys

and they filed it
in Salt Lake.

- Does that make it
invalid here?

- No, but it does
muddy the water.

- Oh and, elections division
needs a certified copy

of your birth certificate.

- Okay, that's fine.

- I can't sign for it.
Has to be you.

They can get it for
you downstairs.

- Can it wait until
after the meeting?

- They said it must be on file
to ratify your appointment.

I think they want it done
before the meeting.

- Okay.

Driver's license
and Social Security card?

Oh.

- Schwartz and Meyer?

- Yep.

- Didn't we replace a
- Yep.

You know,
I'd double pane that.

- Was thinking the same thing.

- Great minds, buddy.
Great minds.

Seem to be doing
a lot of that lately.

- A lot of what?

- Whole lot of staring
into nothing.

- I have decisions
to make that take time.

Take a lot of thought.

The world just got
a little too fast, honey.

We need to find a way
to slow it down.

- Not sure the world
does slow down, Dad.

- It does if you know how.

- You're going to have
to teach me that trick.

- You're going
to marry him, aren't you?

- Maybe.

If he asks me.

Yes.

- He won't ask you, honey.

- Why not?

- Not because
he doesn't want to,

but because he'll never
ask me for your hand,

and he'll never ask you
without doing that.

He wouldn't want to put
me in that position,

even though he isn't
putting me anywhere.

He just won't do it, honey,
so if it's what you want

you're gonna have to do
the asking yourself.

- Are you saying
you'd be okay with that?

- Are you asking me
to be okay with it?

- Can he have my hand, Daddy?

- Do you love him?

Makes you happy?

- Since the moment I met him.

- Well, hap

Happy is all I've ever
wanted for you, sweetheart.

You... Give him your hand
if he gives you that.

- Thank you, Daddy.

- I'm sorry, Beth.

- Sorry for what?

- That you thought
you couldn't come to me.

That you thought I'd be ashamed

or you'd be in trouble for it
or whatever you thought.

I am the one safe person
in this world that

you can turn to, Beth,
for anything.

And it breaks my heart
I didn't make you know that.

- I know it now.

And now is all that matters.

- Boy, you made me work
for this one.

- Oh, yeah?
How'd I do that?

- You didn't tell me
you were adopted.

- Because I'm not.

- This isn't me.

What the fuck is this?

- You were adopted.

I'm gonna save you
three days on the internet

trying to figure why
your family lied to you.

This is what took me so long.

- This is a
criminal court record.

What...

- One thing I've learned
behind this desk?

Most people believe they're
doing the right thing.

Even though they ain't.

I wouldn't go too hard
on your dad on this one.

I wouldn't want you
to know that either.

- Not now.

- But the meeting
- Not now.

Wait.

Contact the Bureau of Prisons,

find out if this man
has been paroled.

If he has, I want his address,
his phone number,

his place of employment
and everything, okay?

- Okay, I'll get right on it.

Who the fuck are you?

- Hey Rip, where'd
you get your jacket?

- Uh, the Murdoch's,
I believe, in Dillon.

- Is it a Filson?

- I don't know.

- I mean, it kinda
looks like a Filson.

I really like them
short jackets like that.

They look hot on a girl?

Ya know what I think looks hot?

When a girl wears a jacket
like it's a shirt.

Like, nothing underneath,
just the jacket.

I think that's sexy.

If you think about it,
it's sexy when men wear

exactly what they're
supposed to wear,

but for girls it's sexy
to wear what

you're not supposed to wear.

I don't know.
I wonder why that is.

I guess it's the taboo
of it, ya know?

Oh shit, these are
Kerry Kelley spurs!

Woo, I bet these
sons of bitches

sing all the way down
the barn alley.

God damn. You need to get
you some of these.

- How much are they?

- They're like
a thousand dollars.

- Thousand dollars.

- Hey, cool shit ain't cheap
and cheap shit ain't cool, okay?

Some Kerry Kelley spurs,
and a Bob Marrs saddle...

You may not be a cowboy, but
by God you'll look like one.

Hey, if y'all were on
a desert island

and could only listen
to one song

for the rest of your life,
what would it be?

And remember, that son
of a bitch is gonna play

twenty-four-seven
from the heavens

like a fucking rain storm.

I would choose
"Turtles All the Way Down"

by Sturgill Simpson, personally.

Man, I'd lay buck-ass
naked on the sand

and listen to that song and pray
the rescue boat never finds me.

You know that song, Rip?

- Hmm? What song?

"Turtles All the Way Down?"

Let me play it for ya,
you're gonna love it.

- Yes, Mia, you know what?
Put on some music.

Won't that be nice, Jimmy?

Some music would be nice,
wouldn't it?

- I swear, you're going
to love it.

- Right.

- Hey, come here.
Come here.

When we get back to the ranch,
I'm gonna kill you.

With my bare
fucking hands, Jimmy.

I'm gonna kill you for this.

- I thought you moved
to Salt Lake.

- I did.
Then I moved here.

- Had enough of L.A., huh.

- Yeah, when bearded hipsters
started riding scooters

to work I got
the fuck out of there.

I hate that place.

- This Market Equitiesthing.

It's a real pickle.

- Are you advising them now?

- The Chairman.

We find ourselves
on the same side.

- Really?

Oh, this could be interesting.

- Do you know Willa Hayes?

- I've never met her.

- You have a tiger by the tail
with that one.

- I've grabbed them before.

- She's going to get you fired.
You know that, right?

- I'm pretty hard to get rid of.

- What about your brother?
Can he be trusted?

- I wouldn't buy water
from that motherfucker

if I was in the desert.

- Good to know.

To win this, we're going
to have to get dirty.

- I stay dirty.

- Good.

- Wow...

- There's rodeo
on the weekends, Jimmy,

there's rodeo for a living,

and then there's
business rodeo.

This here is
the business rodeo.

- What's going on?

- You boys got a rank one, huh?

- Yep. Where you want him at?

- Drop him off in the arena.

We'll stick him in the chute
and see what he can do.

- All righty.

- Holy shit, that's Sid Steiner.

- Ever met a world champion
before, Jimmy?

Now you have.

- Boy going pro this year?

- Year after next.

- He messing around
with those high school rodeos?

- Naw, Rip.
We're going to hold off until

he can take a shot
at the big show.

That's when they'll find out
what he's made of.

- You ready?

- Keep fighting, keep fighting,
keep fighting!

Keep going!

- Keep fighting.

Get off.

- Jesus.

- Mm-hmm.

- Hey, hey, hey,
hey, hey, hey.

- There's a goodcowboy.

- Well, what do you think?

- He bucks pretty good, Rip,
but he's no rodeo horse.

I'll give you a few
grand for him,

but that's just because
it's you.

- Boss just wants him off
the feed bill.

I don't want
to slap him on yours.

- Tell you what,
we can keep getting on him

'til he doesn't want to buck
anymore if that helps you any.

- I'll take care of it.
I appreciate it, Sid.

- Appreciate you, Rip.

- He didn't want the horse?

- Don't buck hard
enough for 'em.

- Wait, he's saying that horse
doesn't buck hard enough?

- Evidently not, Jimmy.
Let's go.

Jimmy.

- That horse bucked off
everyone at the ranch.

Already bucked me off twice.

- Mm-hmm.

- That Steiner kid stuck to it
like a fucking Band-Aid.

- Yeah.

- That boy's been riding sheep
since when he was four, Jimmy.

Steers since he was seven.

Not to mention, he's got three
world champions in his family

to teach him.

And he could still die.

I want you to think
about that.

- What is this?

What, this is your way of
telling me not to rodeo?

- It's my way of showing
you why you shouldn't.

What you do with
what I show you, Jimmy?

I'll leave that to you.
Come on.

- Hey.

You ever seen him before?

- No.

- Stop.

- Put it in park
or I'll drag you

across the whole fucking state.

- Ah!

- Meet me at the
sale barn in Billings.

I got him.

Did you do this alone?

Oh, yeah.

- Ah!

- I want a name and an address.

And if you lie to me again,

I'm gonna stop hitting you
and start beating you.

You understand me?

Yeah.

- Doc letting you eat
steak again?

- Got a clean bill
of health, Maggie.

I can eat whatever
the hell I want.

- Still like it rare?

- Yeah, just pull it
out of the cooler,

whisper fire, and...

put it on my plate.

I don't believe
in coincidences.

One thing you aren't is stupid.

And you having the audacity
to set foot in this state again,

much-less work on the
land beside mine...

My best guess is that
your boyfriend in prison

fucked all the common sense
right out of you.

Nice to see you have
a child who lived, Wade.

He sure drew the short straw

when it came to you
for a father, though.

I gave you a job,
a place to call home

for the rest of your life

and you stole the one thing
a fucking cowboy doesn't steal.

And now you're here.

And you ain't stupid.

- I'm here because
I was hired to be here

and you can not like that
all you want.

Hell, maybe that's
the reason they hired me

in the first place.

Anytime you want to wrestle
a bear instead of a cub...

you can pick the barn, John.

I'll meet you behind it.

- Wade.

You have something
that belongs to me.

- Come and get it.

- I plan to.

- Oh, shit!
Fuck.

This fucking day.

Want to fucking play
games with me?

You want to fucking...

- He seems really mad.

Like, I mean, wow, that is
one mad fucking man right there.

- I think inside the truck
is the safest place for us.

- Jimmy, put that
fucking horse away.

- Hey, don't blame me.
I gave you a choice.

This has a "first chink
in the armor" feel to it.

- Mm. Mm.

- A little better?

- Not yet.

So, dear.
How was your day?

- Well, my day was illuminating.

- Come sit with me.

- What's that?

- Um, the proper term for it
would be a juxtaposition.

- I don't know what
that means, Beth.

- I know, baby.

- Look at that. Hm.

Looks like an O-ring.

- You're half-way right.

I didn't think you were a
diamonds and gold kinda girl.

- Know what I mean?

- Yep.

Well, I don't
need presents, Beth.

Just you.

- Well, that's what it means.

It means that you...

that you have me,
that I'm yours.

It means "come live
your life with me,"

and the only thing
I ask is you outlive me

so I never have to live
another day without you.

- I can try and do that.

- Okay.

It's settled.

We're getting married.

Married, huh?

- Yeah, baby.
I'm asking you to marry me.

Will you do that?

- I mean, I...

I would have to
ask your father, though.

- It's handled.

I spared you the indignity.

So what do you say?

- I mean I...

I woulda liked
some diamonds, actually.

- Is that a yes?

- Beth, I can't go to
no courthouse.

There's no record
I even exist on this planet.

- Yeah, well,

a marriage license,
that's just a contract.

Okay? That's just business.

We ain't going into
business together.

So marriage to me is...

you take me in front
of those mountains.

In front of my family.

My friends.

I don't have any friends,
but should I make one,

you would stand in front of them

and you would tell them
there is no more you and I.

There's only us.

- I can do that.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- See the brands?
- I did.

Livestock officer,
open up.

Open the door.

Watch the front.
Take the back.

Get off the wall.

- What?
- Get off the fucking wall.

Turn your chest to the wall.

- Ah!

- You gonna live?

That's why I told you
to turn your chest to the wall.

If that had hit you
in the side

we'd be scooping you into
a body bag with a shovel...

- That's...
Pretty fucking descriptive.

- Can you get up?
We ain't done.

- Yeah.

- I'd call for EMS, but I can't
reach for my radio, Kacey.

- It's okay, come here.
Come here. Back slow.

Dispatch, this
is one-one-zero, Code 3.

Two officers down,
multiple GSW.

Send EMS and all available
units to my 20.

- Copy one-one-zero.

- You all right, man?
- Yeah.

- Just stay still.

- Please advise if
your 20 has changed.

- Twenty is the same.

You always
preached the truth.

You said it's all a man has.

His word.

Judge him by nothing else.

Are there different rules
for judging you?

Or is some other definition
of truth that I'm unaware of?

- You know the truth
and what it means.

- All right, I don't know
the truth.

I just know lies.

I know the lie you told me
every day of my life.

And worse, if that's possible,

the lie you had me tell you.

Every. Day. Of my life.

- What lie is that, Son?

- That. That's the lie.

You called me son,
and you made me call you father.

- Sit down.

- You don't get to tell me
what do to anymore

- Then get the FUCK
out of my house.

You can sit in my living room
or you can leave it.

Those are your options.

When a bull breeds a cow,
we don't call the calf its son.

The bull is the sire.
The calf is its offspring.

That's all.

The cow, well, she...
she is the mother.

Because she fed it.
Protected it.

Cared for it.
Loved it.

She deserves to be
called mother.

But the bull... He's...

He's just a bull.

That's all.
And that's all he'll ever be.

Your mother never got
a chance to love you.

You were three months old
when he beat her to death

with a shower head.

The woman who
loved you and fed you

and protected you was my wife.

And me.

I protected you.
I taught you.

I guided you.

I gave you love and kindness
and everything your future

was guaranteed to be without.

So you can call me whatever
you want, Jamie.

But I will call you son

because I have
earned the right.

And earning it has been the
hardest thing I've ever done.

- Did you know him?

- Yeah, I knew him.

And when he married the woman
who gave birth to you...

We all begged her not to do it
because we knew.

But I guess she thought
she could save him.

Why she wanted to bother
in the first place,

I don't know.

I don't know how to explain
the chemistry of attraction.

The thing that drives
us to do the very thing

that will kill us.

I can't explain it to you,

because I don't
understand it myself.

But you are in a unique
position, Jamie.

Pretty much everyone at one
point or another,

whether just mad
or curious,

wonders what life would be
like with different parents.

You actually have the
opportunity to choose.

You're a resourceful man, Son.

So, if he's still alive
I'm sure you can find him.

And you can look into
his black fucking heart.

His rotten...

You can look into his eyes,
Jamie, and you get to choose.

You can choose
who you call father.

Goddamn, I'm tired.

In my soul, I still feel young.

In here, I feel sixteen.

In my heart, I just feel...

so damn tired.

I never thought
I'd be tired of living

while I was still
strong enough to do it.