All language subtitles for Yellowstone (2018) - 03x05 - Cowboys and Dreamers.METCON+ION10+AMZN-NTb.English.C.orig.Addic7ed.com

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I need a favor.

I'm not spending my last day here

watching you shop on Main Street.

I need your help.

Jamie.

I'm in trouble.

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- Who's the father?
- That's none of your business.

- It is absolutely my business...
- No, it's my business!

What difference does it make?

Let me go figure this out.

Hi.

- Are you Ellen?
- I am.

We spoke on the phone.

You're white.

There's a Planned
Parenthood in Billings.

- Take her there.
- I can't.

Everyone will know.

It's anonymous. Nobody will know.

Everyone will know.

Listen.

You don't want to do this here.

A requirement of patients receiving
an abortion at this clinic

is sterilization.

Understood.

Is it okay?

Yeah. It's okay.

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Where've you been?

Went to town.

Did you get the test?

Yeah. It was negative.

Why do you look so sad?

We shouldn't do this anymore.

You okay?

Bad dream.

Bad memory.

Hm. Those are worse.

Yeah.

You wanna talk?

No.

Not this one.

Hey.

Tell me anyway.

I've made two decisions
in my life based on fear.

And they cost me everything.

Hey. Not everything.

Repeat after me:

I do solemnly swear that
I will support, protect,

and uphold the Constitution
of the United States

and the Constitution of
the State of Montana.

I do solemnly swear that
I will support, protect,

and uphold the Constitution
of the United States

and the Constitution of
the State of Montana.

And that I will discharge
the duties of my office

with fidelity, so help me God.

And that I will discharge
the duties of my office

with fidelity, so help me God.

Say that last part again.

Um...

And that I will discharge
the duties of my office

with fidelity.

So help you God.

So help me God.

- Congratulations.
- Thank you.

- Congratulations, Jamie.
- Thank you.

He's all yours, now.

Mm-hmm.

We took the long way to
get here, but here we are.

Here we are.

Thank God.

I'll help you with your transition

then I'm playing golf for a year.

Well, thank you, Governor.

Thank your father.

I know why I'm here.

And it wasn't him.

Come on. I'll show you your office.

Sheriff Haskell, line one.

Yeah?

You know Boyd Nelson,
out toward Emigrant?

- I know of him.
- Committed suicide.

Meet me at his ranch.

What's that got to do with my office?

You'll see.

He leave a note?

Sort of.

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- Son of a bitch.

He's got kids, don't he?

He's got two of them.

Bank take those, too?

Well, soon as the Medical Examiner

releases a death certificate, Kayce,

bank takes everything.

Can't take them if they're not here.

What if we round them up,

and take them down to Billings
and put them in a sale?

Give those kids some
sort of chance at life.

Is that legal?

Hell, no, it's ain't legal.

And I'm not so sure that
violating probate law

should be your first act as
livestock commissioner, either.

Yeah.

What if it was, though,
where would you stand on it?

He was my cousin, Kayce.
That's where I stand.

If you wanna do it, I'll look away,

but if the bank finds out,
you are up to your neck in trouble.

I need to talk to my father.

All right.

Do we have to go?

Yeah, your dad's gotta work in the city.

The city sucks ass.

Sucks what?

Hey, where are you learning this stuff?

Jesus, look at the size
of that fucking spider.

That is a big-ass toad.

Shit, you could saddle that sumbitch,

and ride his fucking
ass back to the barn.

Well, I think I know.

Hey, Rip, can you leave our tent up?

I want to get Tate out here
as much as I can this summer.

Yes, ma'am, I can do that.

- Thanks.
- Um-hum.

These are the last ones.

Jake, Ethan, drag them pack horses back.

Lloyd, find something
gentle for them two.

Tater, let's saddle that yellow horse

- and the white horse.
- Ryan, Colby?

We're running the fence.

You've become a very difficult
man to get a hold of.

Yeah, well, I have this new rule:

I only carry my phone in
places with no service.

Otherwise that son of a bitch
stays on the kitchen counter.

Well, I envy you that luxury.

I thought it was time we
discuss our new problem.

Yeah.

Doesn't seem to be going
away on its own, does it?

Not this one.

The FAA has approved
a portion of your land

as the airport location,
as I'm sure you're aware.

The state will make an offer
and after you refuse...

The attorney general handles eminent
domain cases for the state,

and I'm not concerned
with that office anymore.

It's the Governor's decision.

I'm not worried about
that office either.

It's four thousand jobs, John.

In a state where that
makes a difference.

Not supporting this
will cost her the office.

Well, I'm surprised
you're against it, Tom.

An airport right down the
street from your casino,

I'm no hotel manager, but that
sounds like a good thing to me.

I have some ownership issues
with the casino property.

Well, I'm not going to
help you with the problem

that prevents you from
building a casino.

I don't want a casino any more
than I want an airport.

I don't really want
another casino either.

It's an insulting...
and wickedly ironic...

revenue stream for an Indian Nation.

It is a means to an end

and that end is this
valley looking like it did

before a white man stepped foot on it.

We want the same thing for
very different reasons.

And we can have our fight later,

but we'll have nothing to fight
over if they build a city here.

Well, I agree with you on that.

You know my business background.

It's never one fight

that determines if a
project moves forward.

It's an accumulation of fights.

Corporations hate "complicated".

And they need to see a return.

They have the money.
They have the manpower.

They have the influence and the reach,

but the one thing
corporations never have

is time.

It's their only enemy.

And that's how we beat them.

We give them a dozen
things that take time.

Now, I have someone with a
reputation of finding those things.

And she is merciless
when she's found them.

Well... I have one of those, too.

I'm aware.

That's why I'm here.
I think they should meet.

Put their heads together.

Then who knows what mischief
they'll come up with together.

I'm just warning you:

this genie does not go
back in the bottle.

Neither does mine.

Get in front of the trader.

Right. Wait.

I'm watching.

Now. Three hundred-thousand
at one thirty-five.

Tell me when he takes.

Short my fucking stock...

Bought? Yes!

Take that you little red-headed shit.

Ahh...

Yeah.

What?

Another point?

I'm trying to go fucking fishing!

God!

God!

Why can't we ride with them?

'Cause that's a pretty rough haul.

Old Blue Jeans, he ain't got
any more mountains in him.

Who's Blue Jeans?

Blue Jeans is the horse
you're gonna be ridin'.

He's almost as old as your daddy.

In fact, I can remember
when your daddy used to run

all over hell and gone
on that son of a...

Son of a gun.

The pirate mouth on that kid

needs no help from you, wranglers.

- If y'all could just...
- Sorry.

I'm sorry.

It's not your responsibility
what my kid says.

We'll try and really watch
what we say around him.

- I'd appreciate it.
- Knock, knock.

Who's there?

Europe.

Oh.

Europe, who?

No, you're a poo!

Nope. It's just in him.

He's laughing, though, ain't he?

Yeah, he is.

You can't teach that.

Teach what?

Toughness.

You're either born a willow
or you're born an oak.

That's all there is to it.

You two ready?

Ready ready.

What in the...

You think they wandered
in from the park?

Nah, there's too many fences.

Who are these son of a bitches here?

Come on. Let's go.

Hey!

Sporting Club running buffalo now?

Sporting Club ain't
running shit no more.

Yell, well, whose are those, then?

Don't matter, as long
as they're not yours.

You got permission to
run them things here?

No, I just decided today
I'd run some buffalo

across a field for no reason.

Yeah, well, I don't want my
cattle getting brucellosis

- from them fucking things.
- Keep your cattle

on your side of the fence.

You oughta tell your boy

to watch the bass in his voice
when he speaks to me.

Boy?

Hey!

I'll blow your shit-for-brains
all over this field.

Then fucking do it.

Reserve agent, Livestock Association.

I will shoot you where you stand.

Put that fucking pistol down.

Reserve agent?

Duttons are still running that scam?

We don't know you.

You wouldn't. But your boss does.

Tell him Wade Morrow said hello.

We'll see each other again, I'm sure.

You better hope I never see you again.

Next time, fight me fair.

Shit, I'll fight you fair.

Get off your horse.

We'll save that for a rainy day.

I need proof those are brucellosis free.

If you're man enough, come and get it.

Come on.

Why would they leave buffalo out here?

They're gonna tear this fence to pieces.

That's why.

You know, it's 5 o'clock.

Shouldn't you be in a river somewhere?

- Bulleit. Rocks.
- Yes, sir.

There's nothing I love more
than to be on the river,

but instead, I'm here
trying to figure out

- why you are poking a grizzly.
- Mm.

You don't keep them when you catch them.

No.

You throw them back.

Yes.

I could respect you if you ate them.

That makes sense to me.

But of all the shit a trout
has to go through in a day...

eagles trying to eat them,

raccoons trying to eat them,

otters, ospreys, bigger fish,

hawks.

It also has to wonder if
every floating dead insect

has a fucking hook in it

because you think it
fighting you for its life...

Is fun.

It doesn't hurt the fish.

They don't process pain
the way other animals do...

What fucking pescetarian
told you that, huh?

It is fascinating that the one
vertebrate on this planet

that doesn't rely on pain
as a survival device

is the one that you like to
hook in the fucking mouth.

To be honest, I could give
a shit if it hurts the fish.

I don't like the way it tastes.
That's why I throw them back.

Well, why didn't you say that
in the first place, huh?

That I understand.

Schwartz and Meyer shorting our stock

is like a terrorist bombing a subway.

It doesn't stop the subways

and it doesn't destroy the
city the subway serves.

It just hurts some people,

and not the people you want to hurt.

But it does make the
people you want to hurt

want to hurt you back.

You going to try and hurt me back,

is that what you're trying to say?

Hmm?

Because I have been down this road

many, many times before, buddy.

And no one who tried
it is alive to tell you

how poorly that worked out for them.

What, are you saying you're
going to hire a fucking hitman

to come after me if I come after you?

We could buy Schwartz and
Meyer fifteen times over.

That land is not your family's legacy.

It is a relic that will
continue to appreciate

until your family can
no longer afford it

and then you will lose it.

Wealth is the only legacy
left, and you know it.

Fight us and you'll lose all your money

and you lose the land.

Or be the smart business woman you are

and make us a deal that creates
a real legacy for your family.

Five, six hundred-million dollars.

Generational wealth.

I agree on all fronts, Roarke.

I do.

And I wish to God that he would do that,

but he won't.

So, we fight.

You're sealing yourself
into the Alamo, Beth.

And these guys won't
take prisoners either.

I look forward to it.

Stop shorting my fucking stock, please.

Well, stop making it so fucking easy.

Could you at least do it
in after hours trading

so I can fucking fish?

Well, that I can do.

I will short your stock
in after-hours trading

so you can torture trout.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

You think you're up
for this fight, Beth.

You have no idea how wrong you are.

Well, right back at you.

You are the trailer park.

I am the tornado.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How was your first day?

Boyd Nelson died.

The horse breeder?

I didn't really know him.

He was a dreamer.

When those dreams didn't
come true he became...

He was an angry, angry guy.

The lien-holder's
foreclosing on his ranch.

Only thing he has worth anything

is about 300 brood mares, some babies.

I was thinking maybe
I could round them up,

take them down to Billings,
put them in a sale.

Try to help his family out.

That is, if it's a family
worth doing it for.

His wife's a good woman.

Better than Boyd deserved,
that's for sure.

I'm sorry for her.

There's a bit of a risk,
if the bank were to find out.

Bank's not your problem.

Your problem is the people.

Do what's best for them.

That's the job.

You saying I should do it?

Not saying anything.

Not my decision to make.

Well, if do, I'm gonna need your help.

Once you make the decision,

I'll do whatever you want.

Fellas, thanks for helping out.

How do you plan on doing this?

Rip, have you figured out how to do this

without all of us getting trampled?

Best we came up with, sir,
is like, "fuck it", you know?

Let's get up there fast as we can

and just chase those sons of
bitches down the mountain.

Fuck it.

That's your plan, too? Fuck it?

It's gonna be a shit show
no matter what we do.

May as well do it fast.

Less time for things to go wrong.

Your logic is so flawed, son, it...

Hell, it almost makes sense.

Great.

All right.

Fuck it.

Come on!

Yahoo!

I thought for sure someone
was going to the hospital.

I thought someone was dying.

You know, I've got half a mind to
run up that hill and do it again.

Attorney General on line three.

Attorney General?

Line three.

Is this AG Stewart or AG elect Reid?

It's newly appointed AG Dutton.

Jamie?

I just thought you should
hear from me directly,

as the highest ranking law
enforcement officer in the state,

that my office is available for
anything that you might need.

If there are any unresolved
issues that need resolving.

Can you think of anything, Randy?

No.

No, there's no unresolved issues.

I'm glad to hear it.

Who'll be the new
livestock commissioner?

Kayce.

How in the hell did you
manage all of this, Jamie?

You know, I ask myself
that same question.

To be honest with you, Randy,

I think I just willed it to happen.

Let me know if there's
something I can will for you.

Will do.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

Any time.

You weren't kidding.

What are they?

Mamas and babies.

Think you can move them all?

Will you sell them as a package?

I prefer it.

Hell, I can sell three hundred
in a package with a phone call.

How y'all doing?

Our dad died. How do
you think we're doing?

I'm sorry.

Everybody's sorry. And it
don't make no difference.

Mrs. Nelson?

- She's inside.
- Thank you.

Oh, my word, this is hot.

It's burning right through
these oven mitts.

Carolyn, this is Kayce Dutton.

- Mrs. Nelson...
- Thank you.

How much did you get for them?

A little over sixteen thousand.

Was hoping to get more, but...

Should help with the funeral.

This is the funeral.

I ain't spending a dime burying him.

That coward can rot where he lays.

Cowboys and dreamers.

Why I only love cowboys and dreamers

I will never understand.

They've put me through
hell from the first kiss.

And knowing me,
I'll probably marry another one.

Hey, let's get those
potatoes back in the oven.

You a cowboy?

Yeah, I am.

My daddy was a cowboy.

I'm gonna be a cowboy, too.

It's not bad. You all right?

Which bunk is yours, Jimmy?

In the back in the right up top.

I don't think the top one's happening.

Anyone in the bottom bunk?

At the moment, actually, no.

How many wranglers does
the Yellowstone have?

Ten or eleven.

Usually a couple floating in and out.

Yeah, one of the wranglers
is a girl. Woman.

Lady. Kind of.

Laramie.

Hey!

They guys are gonna be back in a minute.

If they catch you drinking
their beer, they're gonna...

They're gonna what?
What are they gonna do?

Fuck!

♪ I won't be around... ♪

We helped ourselves to your
beer. Hope you don't mind.

Yeah, we can see. They with you, Jimmy?

Yeah, this was not my idea.

Gotta start rodeoing again.

Fuck it. It's Friday night somewhere.

No, today is Friday.

Like, literally, right now is Friday.

Then Friday's your lucky fucking day.

She's growing on you.

She's not growing on me.

Okay, she has like a
couple of moves and stuff.

It's kinda like...

She's a dancer. Like, she studied.

Where in the fuck did she study dancing?

Fucking sheeper cabin in Ten Sleep?

♪ If somebody wants to know ♪

Are you too old to dance?

Ain't a damn thing I'm too old to do.

♪ Tell 'em I'm somewhere
looking for the end ♪

Fucking barrel racers.

You're getting the joke
now, aren't you, Jimmy?

♪ New York City, Old St. Joe,
Albuquerque, New Mexico ♪

♪ This old rig is humming and
rolling, she's a-doing fine ♪

Only those dipshits could ruin a sunset.

♪ If somebody wants to know ♪

♪ What's become of this so-and-so ♪

♪ Tell 'em I'm somewhere
looking for the end ♪

♪ Of that long white line ♪

Goddamnit.

Fuck it!

♪ I got a woman she's wild as Rome ♪

Is it?

♪ She likes to lay naked
and be gazed upon ♪

I don't understand.

Yeah, honestly, man, neither do I.

That is shocking to me.

♪ Says, "You be the sinner,
honey, I'll be the sin." ♪

What the fuck are you dipshits doing?

♪ I'm gonna scream ♪

♪ I'm gonna get me some mescaline ♪

♪ She brings me roses
and a place to lean ♪

♪ A drunken poet's dream ♪

I should've known it was you.

By now, you sure should have.

♪ There's some money
on the table and... ♪

You're having a barn dance or something?

Yeah.

They're cutting loose.

They had one hell of a day.

Now it sounds like they're gonna
have one hell of a night.

It's a good thing you did today.

You broke a rule that shouldn't
be a rule in the first place.

And you did it for the right reasons.

Thanks.

Hell, should we join 'em?

I can't.

I never had much luck leading
men and being their friend.

Maybe it can be different for you.

Goodnight, son.

♪ She brings me roses
and a place to lean ♪

♪ A drunken poet's dream ♪

♪ A drunken poet's dream ♪

♪ A drunken poet's ♪