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[Money for Nothing
by Dire Straits]
♪ MTV... ♪

Previously on Yellowstone...

[panting]

Tate: Mama!

- I'd like to bury him
at the ranch.

That way we can always
visit him.

[crying]

- I'm looking for the end
of the airport on my land.

Cancel the lease!

- Cancelling the lease is how
they end up with your ranch.

- Never contradict him again.

- I'm trying to protect him
and the ranch.

- Today I'm signing
an executive order

that ceases all state funding
for the Paradise Valley

Development Project.

Ellis: That's Jamie Dutton,
the Attorney General.

- The son doesn't look
up to this fight.

Think I'm gonna start
with him.

- Wolves got into pairs
in pasture nine.

We got Ryan and Colby
hunting them out.

- What'd we do?

- Why'd you shoot the ones
with the collars?

Colby: We gotta get these
collars off and keep moving.

Rip: You don't tell a soul.

[music]

- That's my ranch down there.

Whatever you're spraying it with
is killing my cattle.

- I'm licensed to spray it.

Hello? Hey!

[screams]

[music]

- Fan out wide from here.

[music]

- Whoa.

[sniffs]

[deep breath]

[gunshot in distance]

- Wolves.

Tracks lead west.

Got a cow and
calf down over there.

Picked the calf clean.

Just ate the stomach
out the mama.

Can't find the rest
of the herd anywhere.

- You see any cattle?

- Not a one.

- Maybe it's dogs
if they're not eating 'em.

Those wild dogs pack up,
they can be fierce.

- It ain't dogs...

- Don't know how they
got here so quick.

Just released them
in the spring.

- A hundred miles from here.

I don't think it's a wolf.

- You ever see dogs this big?

I haven't.

- Thought they weren't
supposed to leave the park.

- Well, guess they didn't
bother telling the wolf that.

If they did...

he ain't listening.

[music]

- The wolves you released
ain't even the ones

that used to be here.

You brought them in
from fucking Canada.

[clamoring]

- Genetically speaking
they are the same species.

And we sought out wolves
from regions

with no livestock depredation.

- You know why?

Because there ain't no livestock
in the forests of Alberta.

But, by God,
there's depredation now.

BEASLEY: We do not have
a single confirmed

livestock kill by wolves.

[shouting]

- So... What did I miss?

- It's... It's not even
possible for the wolves

to have been dispersed
to regions with livestock

within this time frame.

- Oh, it's possible.

- This is just irrational panic
over the big bad wolf

when there is no such thing.

The big bad wolf
is a fairy tale.

- Well, Keith...

It looks like the fairy tale
is coming true.

[clamoring, shouting]

[sigh]
- Well, that was fun.

Help yourselves.

- Their fear is not fact based.

It's based on rumors
and media-fueled hysteria.

We investigated
dozens of claims

and do not have a
single verified wolf kill.

- I can show you
five right now.

- Five?

- Mm-hmm.
- Where?

- My ranch.

- Do you have any proof?

- My word is my proof.

- John, I mean no disrespect,

but you are not
a wildlife biologist.

- [laughs] Name another predator
in this region that has
paw prints

the size of my hands,
that brings down its prey

by biting the hocks
and consumes the organs first.

You can't because
there isn't one.

But remember this: ranchers'
support is the reason why

you were allowed to reintroduce
them in the first place.

But if you can't protect us
like you promised,

then they will be forced to take
matters in their own hands.

They'll have no choice.

- Killing an endangered
species is a felony, John.

I'd remind the ranchers of that.

- You don't know me
well enough to call me John.

It's Commissioner Dutton.

But if Fish
and Wildlife officers

aren't on my front porch by
Friday with a checkbook, well...

you're gonna get
to know me real well.

[music]

[music]

[grunts]

- Morning.

- You're up early.

- Yeah, I gotta go to Salt Lake.

- Mm. What's in Salt Lake?

- Loose ends, baby.

Loose ends.

I'll be back late.

[music]

[bird calls]

- You're up early.

- Shrewd observers,
the men in my family.

Yes.
I am up early.

- Why are you up
so early, honey?

- Keeping my promise to you.

Why are you up so early?

- Reflecting.

I can't...

I can't reflect at
the end of the day.

Evenings are for forgetting.

But in the morning
I can remember...

- Remember what?

- There's some memories

fathers shouldn't share
with their children.

- I think we're way past
that, don't you, Dad?

I've think I've told you
about everything.

Hell, I told you about
my first threesome.

- Your what?

- Didn't I? I thought I...
Never mind.

[giggles]
Do you want some more coffee?

- God damn, Beth.

- Well, I'm not the one
sitting on a porch

thinking about things
that I can't tell my kids.

- I was thinking
about your mother.

- What about her?

- She was a magnificent woman.

I wish she could
have lived long enough

for you to recognize that.
To know it.

To know how much she loved you.

- That's not what
you were thinking.

- It's what I'm thinking
about now.

[music]

- I'm late.

You know, Dad, you can love
a memory all you want.

But it can't love you back.

Find someone that you can love

while you're still
young enough to do it.

You know, her memory's
not going anywhere.

[beeping]
[engine revs]

[sniffles]

God damn it.

[country music plays]

- Teeter, please.

Oh, for fuck's sake.

- Baby likes 'em smooth.

- Well, then go shave
over with baby.

- It ain't your fucking sink.

- Hey, it's your big day.

- How old are you now, Lloyd?

- Is this the big seven-oh?

- Big seven-oh?!

Does this look like the face
of a 70 year-old man?

- To me, yes.

- Well, here is a mirror.

- Don't listen to a word
the assholes are saying.

You just keep doing
them pushups every day

and yous is gonna live
to be a hundred.

- I agree with Teeter,
he does look about a hundred.

- That ain't what
I fucking said!

- How long does it take y'all
to brush your fucking teeth?

- Do you need a towel?

- I need some fucking privacy.

- Don't be ashamed
of what God gave you.

- Yeah, there's no little people
in the world,

just little penises.

I'm going to give
you two because

we're out of the big ones.

- Will you sumbitches just give
me some time in here by myself?

- Well, well, well.
Look who's back in town.

Lia, congrats on the win
in Redding.

- Thanks, Amigo.

Happy birthday, Lloyd.

Hope you have a good one.

- If my day ends
like yours began

it'll be good enough for me.

- Thank you.
- [laughs]

- Having barrel racer
for breakfast, I see.

Happy birthday, brother.

- Thanks, Pard.

- Is he 70?
- 58, come on.

- 58?
- You have cancer or something.

- Must be terminal.
- Accelerated aging.

I saw something
about thaton TV.

- Gator'll make whatever
you want for supper.

- Steaks.
- Steaks it is.

We're prowling pairs, let's go.

[music]

- I think he likes me.

- [laughs]

Of course he likes you.
You're feeding him.

He thinks you're his mama.

- What about
when he gets older?

Gonna ship him out
with the rest?

- No, we'll use him
to practice roping.

Or babysit next year's
bottle calves.

- Right.

- Orphans don't get shipped
off around here, Carter,

in case you haven't noticed.

Now, when you're done
playing mama,

saddle something you
think you can ride, all right?

- I'm going out today?

- If I'm gonna make
a cowboy out of you,

you're going out every day.

[vehicle approaching]

- Morning.
- Morning.

- Can I help you?

- Fished a radio collar out
of the Yellowstone River.

GPS shows the animal was on
a portion of your ranch

for roughly three days

before returning
to the park and then

ending up in the river somehow.

- That a fact? What kind of
animal was the collar on?

- A wolf.

Seen any wolves around lately?

- I mean, they're around but
we don't see them very often.

- You calving?

- Yeah, we, uh...
we finished last month.

- No wolves around though.

- No, we keep the pairs pretty
close this time of year.

- You don't mind if
we head out from here,

follow these wolves' path?

- Where'd it go into the river?

- Good question.
- We haven't found the wolves.

Just the collar.
- Strapped to a log.

- Sounds like poachers.

- Sure does.
Care to ride with us?

- Nah, I got work to do.

But just leave the gates
the way you found em.

- That sounded like a question,
but it isn't.

We have an extra horse.

- Nah, I got my own horse.

Just give me a minute.

[music]

Thomas: So you want
to rest him here?

- This is a rental.

So, the ranch.

- He will need a four-legged
to take him on the journey.

A horse.

- The journey?

- Your son's spirit
needs a horse spirit

to carry him to the other side.

- You want me
to kill a horse?

- [laughs]
Won't have to.

God will have his horse ready
when your son's ready.

[music]

- You know, death
is a private thing.

It's perhaps the one thing
we do alone.

No matter how many are
around us, we do it alone.

This ceremony is
a private thing, too.

It's not for your father
or your brother and sister.

It's not even for you.

And it's not for grieving.

It's for sending
that boy off the right way.

There's plenty of time
for grieving later.

- Tomorrow is the fourth day.

Ceremony should be tomorrow.

- I'm gonna get some breakfast.

Kayce: I need to ask a favor.

Thomas: Okay.

- It's not really
a favor, it's um...

Look, I don't do this for me.

I do it for my father,
and every time I do this job,

something bad happens...

To her. To me, to my son.

My vision told me I'd have
to choose, so I'm choosing.

And I don't choose this.

- You did a lot of good
with that badge.

- It's not my path.

I choose them.

They are my path.

- It's a good choice.

What's the favor?

- I need a job.

- [laughs]

I don't know how to apply your
skill set on the rez, Kayce.

I mean, tribal police
are native for a reason.

If I call BIA on your behalf,

then you're not policing
for my people,

you're policing my people.

I'd rather you keep
the job you've got.

- Your brother could appoint
you an investigator

for the Montana Department
of Justice in this region.

We haven't had a State
Investigator here in decades.

- If your vision told you
to choose a different path,

then the right opportunity
is on the new one.

[music]

[screams]

[sobbing]

Mo: You gotta let her do it.

[Monica sobbing]

Gotta let her do it.

It's our way.

Let her grieve.

- No!

- You got served.

- Of course I did.

- The attorneys
are in your office.

- What attorneys?
- The ones suing the state.

- You do realize we have a
waiting area, right over there?

- I didn't think you'd want
every State Assemblyman

walking by them on
their way to the Assembly.

- No, no.
Don't get up.

- I think we're past the point
of pleasantries, Jamie.

- If you had a shred of
confidence in your suit

you wouldn't be sitting in my
office the day you filed it.

- [laughs]

- Would you bring me
some coffee?

No, just one cup.

[clears throat]

Hmph.

Yeah.
I love what you've done here.

Strong wording.

Demanding the judge uphold
the lease with prejudice?

So now we're just making up
judicial authorities?

Here's the reality
of your situation:

the State granted
conditional approval based on

a satisfactory environmental
report approved by the EPA,

which it wasn't.

- The EPA can't approve
a study that isn't complete.

We haven't finished building
the thing they need to study.

- Park Service approval,
which was denied.

- No, the only thing the park
rejected was aircraft

below 2000 feet over land
under their jurisdiction.

- None of this matters, Ellis.

Your zoning request was denied.

The county will not
alter its regulations

with regards to multi-family
homes outside city limits.

- The plan was to incorporate.

- Well, it looks like you
put the cart

in front of
the horse, counselor.

- You promised.

You fucking promised, and you
took millions in lease payments.

- You have no case,
and you know it.

I believe the legal term for
that is battery, by the way.

- It was an accident.

Are you alright?

- I'm fine.
- I'm terribly sorry.

- We won't be
pressing charges.

- I'll go get you another cup
and we can go try this again.

- Thank you, I'll just get
one in a minute.

I think the meeting is over.

- You're better than I expected.

I suppose I made the same
mistake coming out here,

the middle of nowhere,

expecting to find attorneys
without sophistication.

But you're pretty good.

The suit...
It is what it is.

We have no choice
but to fight.

Careers will end over this

if we don't present
a measure of outrage.

And we are outraged.

We've invested hundreds
of millions of dollars,

with another billion committed
in money that we don't get back

all based on promises
made by the Governor.

- There's a new Governor now

and he didn't
make those promises.

- You think it's a mistake.

Of course you do, though,

because you're smart,
you know what's going to happen:

Every development, every Costco,
every department store,

every business
under construction

or planning construction
will have to cease operations

until every single
permit is approved,

every I is dotted.

Business doesn't work like that.

Business moves
faster than government,

and when it has to wait,

it's just too expensive.

Not to mention the billions
a year in tax revenue

you just hurled
out the window.

[sigh]

I understand that Washington
is issuing a moratorium

on harvesting timber
on public lands.

They've issued the same
on oil and gas leases.

Hm. Montana doesn't
charge a sales tax.

[laughs]

[Whispers]
How the fuck is this state
gonna make any money?

I'm not here for the lawsuit.

He filed the lawsuit,
it's his fight.

I'm here to find
a soft landing.

For the both of us.

But you don't find those
in a courtroom.

But you do find
those over dinner.

How busy are you tomorrow night?

Have you heard of
the Deerfield Club?

- It's good.

- Seven?

[music]

[chuckles]

[door shuts]

- Went well?
- I think so.

Good job, by the way.

You play outraged very well.

- Thank you.
- [laughs]

[music]

[vehicle approaching]

- What'cha doin'?

- Oh, trying to
convince myself to be...

good at a job I don't want.

Telling myself to stop
being so god damn selfish

and trust that what's good for
Montana is good for our family.

- I guess that depends on which
Montana you're talking about.

And which family.

- You've gotten wise, son.

Paid a hell
of a price for it.

I'm sorry.

How's Monica?

- Ask me something else.

- Okay. How's Tate?

- Well, Dad...
He's getting pretty wise too.

Monica wants to have a funeral.

Wasn't alive long
but he was alive.

Doesn't want to bury him
with a bunch of strangers.

She wants him here.

Where she can visit.

If you'll allow it.

- Of course I'll allow it.

- She wants
a traditional service.

Not sure you can be there.

Not sure I can be
there either.

- Whatever she wants,
you give it, son.

- You mean that?

- Of course I mean it.

- Well then...

That's what
I'm gonna do.

I can't serve both.

I choose her
and I choose my son.

- The state needs you, Kayce.

- She needs me more.

They both do.

- Okay.
Let's go pick a spot.

[music]

[music]

Mo: Wonder who John Dutton
will appoint to replace him?

Was pretty handy having
a Livestock Commissioner

who was on our side.

- He hasn't reached out.

Not called to schedule a visit.

Nothing.

- I think he achieved
his four-year agenda

when he killed
the airport project.

- Well, then he should resign.

The state needs a leader.

[crowd shouting]

- Chairman.

- His is the old way,

the "hang around the fort and
see what they give us" way.

He promised land you don't have,

jobs you can't get

and a future
that hasn't come true.

Rather than bringing jobs
tothe Reservation,

he sought jobs off
the reservation.

Sought land
off the Reservation,

Who's gonna make a
living from a casino

a hundred miles from your homes?

Not you.

The only one who will make
money with Rainwater

is white people...

[booing]

And Rainwater himself.

[crowd chanting]

- I'll drive around back.

Crowd: We want jobs,
we want jobs...

Quiet today.

- Business tends to be slow

when there's a protest
at the front door.

You know he campaigns about jobs
and income while he blocks

the doors that lead to
the jobs and income.

I can think of no
better description

of a politician than that.

- He doesn't have a permit to
speak in front of the casino.

We can remove him.

- You mean we can martyr him?

- Club soda.

But you go on and make sure.

Make sure I'm breaking the law
by drinking the poison

you're free to sell to
anyone who isn't Indian.

Like all the other freedoms
they have that we don't:

free to open a business
on their land,

free to choose their doctors,
their banks.

Free to live as free men.

But you keep enforcing
the slave rules, Thomas.

I'm going to teach
you the master rules.

And that lesson will
not be pleasant.

- Is that what you're doing,
Angela?

You're teaching me?

- No, Tom.
I'm removing you.

[music]

- Why would you plow this?

- To plant hay.

- You don't need
to plant hay out here.

The best hay grass in the world
grows wild in these valleys.

- Well, we use an alfalfa mix
with our horses,

so we gotta replant it
every five years.

- They held up here
during the day.

Then gathered here at night...

behavior consistent
with feeding.

- I don't see much to eat
around here.

- Right here.

Right here.

- If you say so.

- The computer says so.

- Well, then it must be true.

- They went off that way.

Over the mountain
to the river.

We're going to
follow their path.

- Well, be my guest.
This is as far as I go.

I hope you two are pretty handy
before you get to that mountain.

It's killed
some damn good cowboys

and you ain't good cowboys.

Best of luck.

- Which side of the mountain
is the river on?

- That'd be the wrong
side for you.

- We could fly it
in a chopper.

- [laughs]
Now you're thinking.

- Yeah, I don't want
to mess with that.

Let's take the chopper.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

[music]

[chattering]

[door opens]

- Mountain air suits you, Beth.
- [laughs]

This isn't mountain air, Rob.

This is city air.

The mountain air's
about seven hours north.

There's coffee and pastries,

though you guys have
a Keto look about you.

- We ate on the plane,
thank you.

Typically when things
seem too good to be true,

I reject the proposition
altogether.

- Well, thank you
for the latitude.

- You have the controlling
interest in Schwartz and Meyer.

- Yes.
- You are offering it for sale.

- Correct.

- And all you want is to
carve out the real estate funds?

- Just the real estate.

You will continue managing
the real estate funds.

It's a little over
28,000 acres.

- That's what I mean, Beth.
It's too good to be true.

Schwartz and Meyer
manages 2.3 billion

with an average return
of 22 percent.

That's a net of 480 million.

Per year,
and you're giving it away.

- Well, I'm keeping three
hundred million dollars'

worth of real estate.

I'd hardly call that
giving it away.

- That land will nose dive
now that M.E.'s airport

has been shut down.

- Well, that's my problem.

- There is a rattlesnake
somewhere in this deal, Beth.

Care to point it out?

- Can we have some privacy?

- Give us a minute?

- Care for one?
- Mm-mm.

- Rob, I have seen you
snort cocaine

off a stripper's stomach.

[chuckles]

- Why not?

[music]

- M.E. is going to sue me.

They're going to claim
they fired me for cause,

and that my severance
should be nullified

by me violating
their company's NDA,

then they're going to sue me
for my piece in this place,

saying that I negotiated
in bad faith,

and therefore the ownership
agreement

for Schwartz and Meyer
should also be nullified.

Then they're going to sue the
state for breach of contract,

and seek to initiate eminent
domain in Federal court.

- All those things seem likely.

- No shit.

Market Equities is your
largest competitor, right?

- Yes.

- Don't want to fuck them
over just a little bit?

- I want to fuck them
over a lot.

I just don't want to get
fucked in the process.

- Well, I will place the land
in a conservation easement.

Okay, since this is
the land they intended

to build Terminal Two,
their development is done.

No matter what a fucking
Federal judge says.

They will write down
a billion in losses

and twenty times
that in lost revenue

over the next ten years.

I still control this place,
so I can still sell it

and when I do, there is not
a court in this country

that can give it back.

That's another two billion
off their balance sheet.

And that is how CEOs get fired.

There is zero risk to you.

You will inherit twelve pipe
hitting investment bankers

generating half a billion
in profits

and forty million in your
pocket every fucking year,

and it didn't cost you a dime.

Where's the rattlesnake
in the deal?

I am the rattlesnake.

But you're not who
I'm going to bite.

- All right, Beth.
I'll take it to the board.

- You don't need
the board's approval.

You're not spending any money.

This is a one day only offer.

Okay? I am on a clock.

I may be one step ahead of
them but I am not two.

- Can I have my attorney
look that over?

- Sure, why not?

Nothing fucks up a great deal
like a good attorney.

You're a big boy, Rob.

You can trust me on this.

And you know it.

- You'd better watch out, Beth.

They might send a hit man
after you for this.

- After this, the hit men
will be after them.

- I assume you'll be
issuing a press release.

- You bet your fucking
ass I am.

Will you fax
over the executed

conservation easement to
the Montana Land Trust, please?

Man: Sure thing.

- You don't waste time, do you?

- Never.

Robert.

It's been a fucking blast
doing business with you.

[music]

[sigh]

What a fucking day.

- Hey. Where's my dad?

- Went back to Helena.

You hungry?

- Too excited to eat.

- Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

- We need to celebrate.

- Yeah? What are we celebrating?

- I really fucked somebody over
today and it felt great.

- They're celebrating Lloyd's
birthday in the bunkhouse.

- You're not going
anywhere near the bunkhouse.

- A party?
That sounds perfect.

You know, I have
the right dress for that.

- Yeah?
- Yep.

- Pretty wound up.

- Yep. Seems like it.

- I feel sorry
for the other guy.
- [laughs]

That guy's having a rough day,
I promise you.

Female News Anchor:
In a landmark acquisition,

Burson International
has purchased

investment firm
Schwartz and Meyer,

one of the larger private fund
managers in the United States.

BI stock is up eight percent
in after hours trading...

[knocking]

- Go away.

[knocking]

- Go away!

- You need to see this.

We received it by courier.

She placed all
Schwartz and Meyer land

in a conservation easement.

- Can she do that?

Ellis, can she do that?

- She can, and she did.

The board is asking that
you return to New York.

- Of course they are.

- And this changes things,
with respect to litigation.

New York would like
to drop the suit.

They don't want to throw
good money after bad.

- Find a way to ruin this
family, Ellis.

Ruin them.
Starting with her.

- I think this is
checkmate, Caroline.

- There is no such thing.

- Well, what about Sarah,
should she stand down?

- There are no rules for Sarah.

Turn her loose.

[Willie Nelson's Wall by
Vincent Neil Emerson playing]

[chattering]

Come on, birthday boy. Yes!
Get in there.

♪ And I don't know where my mind
has taken me ♪

- This isn't a doubles act.
- River!

- Deal the fucking cards.
- Okay, fuck!

- Ace, six, eight.
Off suits.

- I'm in.

- Jake, 50 to go.

- I fold.

- Fold. Your parents
should have named you "Fold",

'cause that's all you do, son.

Walker's out.
Birthday boy?

Birthday boy's
calling for 50.

- All right, show me yours.

- Hey, this isn't
a fucking team sport. No!

- I wasn't talking about
his fucking cards.

- Fourth street.
Six.

That doesn't help anybody.

- Can I please play
against the clowns?

I can clear this table
in 30 minutes.

- Carter, they thought it was
real cute watching you cheat

before you hit puberty,

but they ain't going to think
it's cute anymore.

You sit here and you watch.

- Is this is how you
celebrate a birthday?

- Yes.

- Don't you do this
shit every night?

- Yep.
- Pretty much.

- How old are you, Lloyd?

- He's 85.

- 58, asshole.

- All right, here's the river.

- It's a pretty big birthday.
- I'm all in.

- Nope, you don't get it.
Call.

- Here. Read 'em and weep.
- All: Whoo!

- Birthday boy.

- That would be called
the Dead Man's Hand.

- Which is appropriate
considering his age.

- Hey, why don't we
go to a bar in Bozeman?

- That's a terrible idea.

- I think it's
an excellent idea.

- The bars in Bozeman, Beth,

are full of tourists
and fake cowboys.

- We can go to
a real cowboy bar.

- Those don't exist
anymore, honey.

Listen to me,
you take fake cowboys

and you put 'em with
real cowboys in a fucking bar,

and there's gonna
be fighting

and we don't need fighting.

- It's a bad idea.
Every time.

- Hm. Well, we'll be
home before midnight.

Nothing bad happens
before midnight.

Man: That's what mama
used to say.

- Woman: That's true.
- Beth, I said no.

- Oh, you said no, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

- I guess that settles it.
I'm buying, boys.

- Yow!

- Happy birthday, Lloyd.
[laughs]

- I could've smoked
this whole fucking table.

- Why don't you go back
up to the house?

- See you later, baby.

You said "no", huh?

- Might have been a
poor choice of words, honey.

- I think so.

I'm going to force
your ass to have fun tonight.

- Oh, yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

♪ If I look a little drunk
it's cause I drank some ♪

♪ If my neck's a little red
it's cause I am one ♪

♪ Heaven's where
I'm gonna go... ♪

- Hey. Start a tab.

All these cowboys
are gonna be on it.

Start with a dozen
whiskey shots and a dozen beers.

- We're having a special
on tequila shots.

- Do I look like
I'm on spring break?

Whiskey.

♪ It's cause I amone... ♪

♪ Heaven's where
I'm gonna go ♪

♪ The Bible says so...♪

♪ If I smell like smoke... ♪

♪ If I look a little drunk
it's cause I drank some ♪

- This is a terrible idea.
- Awful.

- Probably the worst idea
this year.

- I'd say so.

- It's fucking stupid
coming in here.

- Yeah, I just said that.

- Yeah, well...

Fuck it. Lets dance.

[woman singing]

♪ If I look a little drunk
it's cause I drank some ♪

♪ If my neck's a little red
it's cause I am one ♪

♪ Heaven's where
I'm gonna go ♪

♪ The Bible says so
on my shelf ♪

♪ And if I smelllike smoke... ♪

- Is that a smile?

- You keep your crazy in check
while we're in here.

- I save all my
crazy for you, baby.

- We're gonna take
a little bit of a break.

Isaac Hoskins is gonna keep
y'all company till we get back.

- We should get our cowboys
another round.

- I'll get it.

- My cowboy's back.

- You want a drink
or you want to dance?

- I want both.

- Come on.

♪ I'm-a jumpin' off
of the wagon tonight ♪

♪ I been a-dreamin' all week
about toolin'

♪ around this town
and a-gettin' tight ♪

- Give us another round,
will you?

- Sure thing.

I got about a half hour
left in me of this shit.

- [laughs] You and me.

Hey, look who it is.

- Bar M, no?
- Yes, sir.

- Miss, take that whiskey

and run it down
to that cowboy, please?

Thank you.

- Good group of cowboys there.
- Yep.

- Thank you.

- What're y'all doing in here?

- We're asking ourselves
the same goddamn question.

What are you doing here?

- Wife wanted to go dancing.

I told her we should
drive to Three Forks.

This place...

I remember when every ass
on a bar stool

belonged to a cowboy.

- That was a while ago.

- Sure as hell was.

Thanks for the whiskey, pard.

- Hey.
- See you around.

- Jake, Ethan,
pass these out, will you?

- You got it.
- Hell yeah.

- ♪ Took a left on Grand
and I passed her headed south ♪

♪ Ridin' in another man's
pickup truck ♪

♪ And he was kissin' her
on the mouth ♪

♪ So I'm jumping off
the wagon tonight ♪

♪ I been dreamin' all week
about... ♪

- Aren't you a tall
drink of water?

- What are you doing?

- What?

- I'm married, darling.

- Me, too.

- Yeah?
- Mm-hmm.

- Where's your husband
out there?

- He's in Sacramento.
[laughs]

Where's your wife?

- My wife is standing right
over there staring at you.

- I'll handle this.
- Don't do that, now.

- No, I'm gonna.

- Oh, shit.

Lloyd.

Hey, Lloyd!

We're done.

- It ain't midnight yet.

- It's midnight enough.

- [grunts]
Fucking bitch!

- Fuck!
Fuck! Fuck!

Fucking hands off me!

- Hey! Hey! Hey!
Take it easy.

[handcuffs clicking]
[chatter]

- Back against that wall.

- You know who that is,
don't you?

- I know exactly who that is.

You need to stop worrying
about her and start worrying
about you.

- Fucking bouncer put her
in a chokehold.

Okay? All hundred
and ten pounds of her.

What would you do
if that was your fuckin' wife?

- Look, I hear you.

But these ain't
the old fucking days.

The new Sheriff, he doesn't
put up with this shit.

- All right, all right.

- You decided to come to town
and toss the entire bar I see.

- You put your hands on my wife
then you get the horn.

- The fuckin' bouncers had her
in a choke hold.

- I could charge every
one of you with battery.

- You could.

You could charge the whole
fucking bar if you like.

- Okay.

- You and the rest can go.

But she hit that girl
in the head with a bottle.

- Come on, now.
- That is aggravated assault.

- Is she even going
to fucking press charges?

- You bet your fucking ass
I'm pressing charges.

- You know this going to be a
problem for you, right, sheriff?

- A problem of her own making.

- Hm. It's your problem now.

[music]

- You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say may be used
against you in a court of law.

- You've got to be fucking
kidding me.

- You have the
right to an attorney.

If you cannot
afford an attorney,

one will be provided for you.

Do you understand these rights?

- You're pressing charges,
you fucking pussy, huh?

- I hope you die in there,
you bitch.

- Shit. All right, let's go.
Come on.

[siren chirps]

Next time on Yellowstone...

John: I stepped on a few
land mines.

- Once you open that
Pandora's Box it does not close.

- You just sit here and hope she
doesn't file formal charges.

- And you are going to stop her.

- We do need to talk.
A lot of very unhappy people.

- You won't win.

- We don't have to win.

We just have to assassinate
your father's reputation.

- They will come after you with
both barrels, governor.