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Let me and the boys do that.

In my pocket.
A letter. Take it.

I don't want to
get blood on it.

This will take months
to get there, ma'am.

We should send a wire.

- Can't send a wire.
- Why not?

Because then
the world will know.

We will ignore
that this has happened.

Never speak of it
to anyone.

Ma'am, I need to
get the sheriff.

- Jacob said no sheriff.
- I know what he said, but he--

No sheriff. No posse.

Ma'am, the Livestock
Association meets twice a month.

When he don't show,
they'd know anyway.

I'll go in his place.

Mail the letter.

Yes, ma'am.

You didn't ask
how he was doing.

I figured you'd tell me
if you wanted me to know.

He survived the night.

That's a start.

Now we just have to
focus on the next night.

Hope's a dangerous thing,
ma'am.

It tricks your mind
into seeing this world

that ain't ever coming true.

It's best you say goodbye to
him while you still can.

No room for miracles
in your world, I see.

There's room for 'em, ma'am.

I just never seen
anyone wish one up.

You stay here.
Keep that rifle close.

Anybody ain't a friend
rides up this road,

make it the last
thing they ever do.

Yes, sir.

Where's the team?

Well, we turned 'em out.

Bring them back.

What's she doing?

Don't know.

Now I know what she's doing.

How did she sleep?

Didn't move.

Roll over for me, honey.

It's was fortunate that we
managed to get Dr. Miller sober,

otherwise this straight line

would have been more
like a question mark.

Does my mother know?

We've sent for her.

Don't like this fever.
But the doctor said no aspirin.

Can I run you a bath?

I'll get some water.

No, you don't need to
be carrying anything.

I got one good arm.

Why does no one speak
of this Africa?

Because they
don't know it exists.

And we ain't gonna tell 'em.

I much prefer it
to leopards and lions.

There's leopards
and lions here, too.

I want to show you something.

Is it better than this?

It's better than this.

Show me.

Don't look at me.

Look behind you.

It seems "I want to show
you something" actually means

"I've found a new
place to ravage you."

You noticed that?

Yes, I've detected
the pattern.

Get on with it then.

If you must...

Promise me...

it will always be this.

Always an adventure.

It'll never be dull...

I can promise you that.

Even when we're old
and frail

and all the ravaging
is behind us, what then?

Wheelchair races.

Challenge accepted, sir.

Alex.

- Spencer...
- Shut up.

Oh, my apologies...

I have interrupted your ravaging.

Please, carry on.

Darlin'.

Stop talking.

Call me that again.

Call me "Darling."

Darlin'.

Okay.

I'll stop talking.

Where should we live?

I don't care.
You choose.

I could live here.

There will be obligatory
trips to London, I'm afraid

so that my parents can
properly despise you

and I can beg my
father for money.

Have you ever been?

I was stationed there before
I was sent to the front.

Yes, the war about nothing
that cost us everything.

What did it cost you?

A brother.

What did it cost you?

Hard to define.

My soul, I think.

But I'm getting that back.

Never underestimate
the healing powers

of a good ravaging.

I must warn you, sir,
one can become quite addicted.

I think it best we
ration your medicine.

It's for your own good, sir!

I do it out of love.

Look how well my plan
is working.

You're so peaceful, Spencer.

I'll have you wrapped
around my finger in no time.

No!

Hey.

They follow you?

They turned back when
we got to the canyon.

Nobody else made it out?

We need to leave the state.

We're not going anywhere.

Banner, they are gonna put
together a fucking army.

Let me think!

We'll build a bigger army.

How? There's only
three of us left.

What runs this state?

It's not cattle.
It's not sheep.

Gold runs the state.
And silver.

We don't need
to build an army.

We can borrow one.

Jake Dutton is dead?

Dead, sir.

Dead how?

Does is matter how?

It matters to the law.

Law? What law?
Where is the law around here?

I've never seen it.

His nephew running
the ranch now?

Nephew's dead, and all.

What Dutton is running
the ranch?

The women run it.

Which is to say nobody runs it.

In six months I'll run it.

And when you run it,
what will you do?

I'll lease you the mineral
rights, if you want them.

I want them.

Let's talk price.

We'll talk price
in six months.

When you run it.

Killing a king doesn't
make you a king.

It makes you an assassin.

And I never heard of an
assassin running anything.

Where in Montana
has the most gold,

the most silver,
the most coal?

The Yellowstone.

That's what I'm offering.

- It's not yours to offer.
- I can own it.

Then why don't you?

I'll tell you why:

because you don't have
the money to buy it

and you don't have
the men to take it.

So, which do you want?

The money or the men?

I don't care which.

I'll give you the money.

You find the men.

And when you have it

I mine where I choose,
and the lease already paid.

And you run your sheep
where you want.

The mountains are mine.

Deal.

Shake on it.

Know this, Banner:

if you lie to me,
if you steal from me,

and I won't just kill you.

I'll kill your wife.

I will skin her alive,

and I'll bury your children
in her fucking hide.

Understood.

The man needs an army.
Give him the funds for it.

Come on.

Some of these cattle
have different brands.

We just taking
Yellowstone cattle?

We're taking them all.

All right, then. Woop!

Where is she?

She's upstairs.

Take me to her.

What an ordeal
you've endured.

What did the doctor
say about travel?

He didn't mention travel,
but I would assume--

I'll send for a motor car.

We'll get you to Livingston,
then on the train.

Why a train?
A train to where?

Back East.
To a hospital.

This is no place to recover.

This is no place
to be at all.

What about the wedding?

What wedding?

My wedding.

They killed your wedding

when they killed your
father, sweetheart.

If you still wish
to have her hand

I suggest you pack your things.

Any reason I had for living in
this godless place is dead.

No disrespect, Mrs. Strafford,
but I ain't marrying you.

Jack.

I'll discipline my own nephew,
thank you very much.

Where is my husband?

Ice house.
I'll take you.

I will find my own way.

Well, it appears you have
plenty to discuss.

This is your home now,
if you choose it.

I choose it.

I suppose you don't have
much to discuss after all.

The girl wishes to stay,

marry my nephew
and start her life here.

I will not allow it.

That is not your
decision to make.

I will send a car.

It will be turned away
at the gate.

She is my daughter.

You have no right, you have
no right to decide her fate!

That is my right
and my right alone!

She is free to leave, but
you are not free to take her.

This is not
the Strafford Ranch,

this is the Yellowstone.

And you have no rights here.

And another
calamity arrives.

Cattle in the east camp
are gone.

Gone?

There's horse tracks
leading east.

They'll take 'em to Wyoming

and have 'em on a
train by nightfall.

I'm gonna need all the boys.

Jack, stop.

Stop right where you are!

They attack us on the field,
now they steal our cattle?

Either we take this fight
to them or it's coming to us.

I need a moment.

- We ain't got a moment.
- I need a moment to think.

I think I've earned
that right, don't you?

Don't move.

What would you do?

Oh... Guide me, Mother Mary.
Guide me.

Thieves have stolen
the cattle, but we are weak.

We have no leader.

You be the leader.

You be the leader.

The cattle aren't
worth another life.

Can we afford to lose them?

It's only lives
we can't afford to lose.

No fighting...

Until Spencer gets here.

Let the cattle go.

I had abandoned
all hope for you.

Ain't gonna get rid
of me that easy.

I forbid you to die.

Do you understand me?

I won't die.

Too stubborn.

Bring me Zane.

We're getting them
cattle back tonight,

do you hear me?

We need to
leave right now, man.

We're going to.
We ain't got much time.

We let the cattle go.

It's not worth the risk.

Godammit!
That's half our herd!

It's not your decision to make.

He wants to speak with you.

We'll wean the calves...

sell the mamas.

Put bulls on the heifers

when they weigh
seven hun...

seven hundred...

That'll take care of the bank.

This Creighton,
he's gonna keep coming.

And when you don't show to
the livestock conference,

they're all coming.

Send Cara.

She'll say I'm in Wyoming,

hunting thieves.

Let 'em stew on that
for a while.

I'll tell her.

You send word to Spencer?

Could take a year for
him to get back here, Jake.

Then a year's how long
we got to hold out.

I refuse to hope.

I refuse it.

You brought him back.

I will believe in it.

I will trust it.

Mrs. Dutton?

There are only three
answers to a prayer:

"Yes," "not yet,"

and "I have something else
in mind for you."

Man's great challenge
is trusting

"not yet" or "something else."

And avoiding the
foolish notion of hope.

Wishing to nothing that your
unanswered prayer is granted.

Hope is the surrender
of authority to your fate,

and trusting it to
the whims of the wind.

My family does not hope.

We fight for what
we believe until we have it

or we are destroyed
by the pursuit.

Gone are the days of following
the buffalo across the prairie,

burning their feces
for warmth and cooking.

Gone too, are winters
of starvation and suffering.

Tending God's great bounty is
the salvation of your people.

It is the cornerstone
of independence.

You are mastering
your sustenance

rather than wandering
aimlessly in the hopes
that you stumble upon it.

Heavens, girl.

The fruit will rot on
the vine at this rate.

It's the thorns.

Jesus wore a crown of thorns
and no complaint left his lips.

I'm not Jesus.

No, you are not.

Stop leaving the fruit
in the middle.

In the middle.

Stop worrying about the thorns
and worry about me!

Your savage spirit will
be the death of you, girl.

You are a savage.

Savage.

A vile reminder
of how your people lived,

far from the shadow of God.

No better than the wolf pack,
and like the wolf,

you must become a dog,

or you will be hunted
out of existence.

I am trying to save you, child,

from that most heinous
of enemies: yourself.

You are your own worst enemy.

You must be cleansed, child.

You must be bathed
in the blood to be saved.

But you must want it.

You must want to be saved.

Do you want it?

I don't want
anything you have.

Do you want to be saved?

No, I don't.

She has the devil in her!

Oh, not to worry.
I have more.

Okay. Okay. Okay...

Okay, what?

Save me.

And I saw an angel
come down from Heaven...

the old serpent,

and cast him into
the bottomless pit,

shut him up and
set a seal upon him.

A stone was cast into
the pool of fire and brimstone

where both the beast
and the false prophet

shall be tormented
day and night

forever and ever...

Be sober and watch,

because your adversary the devil
is a roaming lion...

He that hath committed sin
is of the devil,

for the devil sinneth
from the beginning...

...in purify your heart

be subject therefore to God
and resist the devil

and he shall fly from you.

Draw nigh to God
and he shall...

You're leaving?

Come with me.

They'll find us.

And put us in jail.

Show me the law that says
we must sign on

to be a servant
or get a beating.

I'm taking your Bible.

Sister Mary
will beat me silly.

No, she won't.

Where are you going?

Home.

What are you doing?

Making war.

Is it true?

I don't know if it's
true--I'll find out.

Find out just now.

The wife is here.

Alone?

Bunch of cowboys.

But no Jake or John
or the young 'un?

No.

There she is.

Ma'am.

Where's Jacob?

I shall address
that very thing.

Cattle thieves, that plague
upon Montana's ranches

that is worse than
drought or locust,

has struck our ranch as well.

So my husband has
taken to Wyoming

in search of the cattle,

many of which belong
to other members

of this association:
you, Mr. Brewster,

you as well, Mr. Hoburn.

And you, Mr. Grant.

It also appears that these
thieves are murderers,

killing Bob Strafford
in cold blood.

Lynch 'em!

The response must
be forceful,

but lawful.

One mob begets another.

It is time this agency has
the authority to make arrests

and have jurisdiction over
the entire state.

The power to issue warrants,

and to prosecute offenders
of lease violations,

as well as
the theft of livestock.

So word has been sent
to the Governor.

On behalf of my husband,
I will ask members

of this association to vote for
the creation of a police force,

as my husband has asked
the Governor

to grant the authority
I have just stated.

I ask now for a vote
in favor of the creation

of the police force
so empowered by the state

to execute the duties
listed hereof.

All in favor say "aye."

You don't have the authority

to ask for a vote
before the members.

- Yeah.
- That's right.

The authority
is written and signed

by the Commissioner
of this Association.

Can you attest to that being
the signature of Jacob Dutton?

I can.

All those in favor say "aye."

Aye!

All opposed.

Nay.

The ayes have it.
Proposal is approved.

Dues will increase
twenty-seven dollars per annum

for officer salaries
and supplies.

Meeting is adjourned, we will
convene again in one month.

Nah, it's in two weeks.

One month, I say.

Meeting is adjourned.

Thank you, gentlemen.

That's not what Jake said.

I just thought of it
on the way over.

Well, how did you
get him to sign it?

I signed it.

You're a liar.

You're a fucking liar, woman.

I'll kill you where
you fucking stand.

- A liar.
- Aye.

Care to prove it?
Shall we go back inside...

and you can tell
the sheriff the truth.

He's not in Wyoming.

He's not anywhere.

How would you know?

How would you know where he is?

No bank will let
a woman carry a note.

No government will transfer
a lease for her, either.

Your little charade
can only last so long.

When my charade
is over, so are you.

Men kill with
bullets or a noose,

which is to say
men kill quick.

Your fight is with me, now.

I kill much slower.

You don't have
the army for this fight.

Or the money.

I have both.

I can't wait for you
to meet my nephew.

We've met.

The boy doesn't impress.

Not that one.

They come rolled now,
you know.

That's what
they gave us in the war.

I won't smoke those now.

Spencer...

What are these?

Cara Dutton.

Something you forgot
to tell me?

That's my aunt.

Why won't you read them?

Hard to explain.

Try.

War's not living.

War is...

If insanity was a thing you
could touch, that's what war is.

A letter is a window out
of that hell for a minute.

But it's a double-edged sword.

Missing home and dreaming
has killed more soldiers.

You want to eat
a bullet in battle,

you start wishing for a letter.

We had so many letters
to dead men

we bundled them up
and made furniture out of 'em.

I credit not reading 'em
for keeping me alive.

Then the war's over and
I got two years' worth of 'em.

Then I felt guilty.

Now I don't
know what I feel. I...

I spend most of my time
trying not to.

Till you.

There's something
you should know about me.

I'm a very jealous lover.

I will not share you
with your demons.

So we must find them...

and chase them all away.

Let's get started, shall we?

No one said demon
chasing must be done sober.

Come on.

Shall we choose randomly
or go in order?

I guess if we're going to do it,
we should do it in order...

"My Dearest Spencer...

"News of the German
Spring Offensive

"has reached our little
valley in Montana,

"and the stories horrify...

"Jacob tells me the bulk
of the German army

"charged your division
and your company

was given the grim honor
of holding the flank..."

"I've read tales
of terrible machines

"with belts for tires
and canons that rotate...

"Airplanes with bombs and guns
and it robs me of sleep.

"The Brigadier General
writes of your bravery.

"Of your unflinching resolve.

"I think only of the
wild young man

"who would rather chase
cattle than gather them.

"And race the horses until they
were ruined for honest work.

"I wait desperately
for that boy to return.

"And I pray you bring
that beautiful smile with you.

It is my sunrise, and I miss
it with all my heart."

"I cling to every
memory of you,

"waiting for you to come home,

where we shall make
countless more. Cara."

I'm sorry, I didn't...

This was a mistake.
I'm sorry.

Keep going.

Read the next one.

Okay.

"So, Jack said,
'Who needs a horse!'

"And he yanks his
saddle from the bronc

"and marches it over to
the milk cow.

"Gladys ran straight to the
water trough and leapt into it,

"trapping Jack underwater
until Jacob and John

"roped the beast and
managed to free Jack

"from a death
by cow drowning.

I can't wait to meet him.

He's a little tornado.

Runs in the family, I see.

Your father's side?

Crazy runs in both sides.

I'm double-bred, I'm afraid.

So am I.

Our children are going
be absolutely mad.

We should consider adopting.

Mm. I can't wait for
the next letter.

"Alas, the baby
did not survive.

"Emma was shattered,
but John stayed by her side

"all day until she dared
to face the sun again.

"She's too old to try again.

"God wished her only one.

But what a special
one he is."

"It was the worst
winter since '83,

"when your parents
first arrived here.

"We found a snow drift with
a hundred head of cattle

frozen solid,
but standing upright."

"She's a lovely girl,
with giant eyes

"and hair the color of straw

"and she leads Jack around
on an invisible leash.

"Watching them fawn over each
other is my favorite hobby.

"I've forsaken
knitting altogether,

and give it all my attention."

Spencer.

What?

You need to read this.

Tomorrow.

Read it.

What does it say?

You need to read it.

You read it.

"Spencer...

"Your brother has been killed.

"By the time you
receive this letter,

I suppose your uncle
has been killed as well."

"Your nephew
has been wounded...

"This ranch and your
legacy are in peril.

"War has descended upon
this place and your family.

"Whatever war you fight
within yourself must wait.

You must come home
and fight this one."

What's the date?

The date?

Of the letter.
When was it written?

Three months ago.