All language subtitles for 4__Yellowstone.2018.S03E07.English

(Music playing)

(Dog barking)

(Men shout)

(Dog yips)

Man: Shh, shh, shh.

Push, push.

I'll be home late.

It's so early.

Yeah. It's gonna be a long day. (Sighs)

(Laughs)

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.

(Breathes deeply)

Me in the morning...

Or peace in the afternoon.

- Hmm.
- That's a tough choice.

I'd hate to be in your shoes.

Hmm.

(Theme music playing)

(Birdsong)

(Music playing)

(Country music plays)

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 3:00 in the morning.

When the fuck did the bunkhouse
become paradise island?

C'mon, Lloyd.
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 goddamn 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.

Mia: I'll get him.

(Sighs)

Rip: 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
and 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.

(Chuckles)

It's 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.

Mia: What do y'all want to listen to?

Rip: The air conditioning.

- No music?
- No music.

Strong silent type. I like it.

Kayce: Looks like he used dogs.

Made an alley with panels.

Ryan: 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 lewistown, I'll take billings.

This is livestock agent hendon.

May I speak to the auction manager?

(Door opens)

There's no court filing
that changes power of attorney

for the dutton ranch for John dutton.

Well, then she used
Schwartz & meyer's 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.

(Sighs)

(Sighs)

Woman: Driver's license
and social security card?

(Sighs)

- Schwartz & 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 gonna 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?

(Clears throat, swallows)

Can he have my hand, daddy?

(Music playing)

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... 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.

Woman:
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.

(Sighs)

(Music playing)

What the fuck is this?

You were adopted.

I'm gonna save you
three days on the Internet

trying to figure out why
your family lied to you.

This is what took me so long.

- This is a criminal court record.
- Mmm-hmm.

Jamie: What...

What...

Woman: 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.

(Papers shuffling)

(Knocking)

Not now.

- Uh, but the meeting...
- Not now.

(Sighs) 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.

(Sighs)

Who the fuck are you?

Hey, rip, where'd you get yourjacket?

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

Mia: Is it a filson?

- I don't know.
- I mean, it kinda looks like a filson.

I really like them
shortjackets like that.

They look hot on a girl?

You 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!

Whoo, 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 would 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.

(Singing along to song)
I've seen Jesus play with flames

in a lake of fire I was standing in

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.

(Sighs)

(Continues singing)
Met Buddha yet another time

showed me a glowing light within

I thought you moved to salt lake.

I did. Then I moved here.

Had enough of la, huh?

Yeah, when bearded hipsters
started riding scooters

to work, I got the fuck out of there.

I hate that place.

This market equities thing.

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 gonna 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 gonna have to get dirty.

I stay dirty.

Good.

(Music playing)

(Song playing)
Once I was a dyin' breed

chewing on an ancient leaf

before we took the notion

to keep up with the times

(men shouting)

To leave 'em all behind

chisel to the paper

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.

(Country music playing)

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.
- (Engine starts)

Holy shit, that's sid steiner.

Ever met a world champion
before, Jimmy?

Well, now you have.

Rip: Your boy going pro this year?

Sid: Year after next.

He messing around
with those high school rodeos?

Naw, rip. We're gonna 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?

(Shouting)

Keep fighting, keep fighting,
keep fighting!

Keep going!

- Keep fighting.
- Get off.

- Jesus.
- Mmm-hmm.

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

Sid: There is a cowboy.

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.
- You got it.

Mia: He didn't want the horse?

Don't buck hard enough.

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

Evidently not, Jimmy. Let's go.

Rip: Jimmy.

That horse bucked off
everyone at the ranch.

Already bucked me off twice.

Rip: Mmm-hmm.

Jimmy: That steiner kid stuck to it
like a fucking band-aid.

Rip: 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.

(Cows lowing)

Hey.

You ever seen him before?

Man: No.

(Music playing)

Stop.

(Engine revs)

(Gags)

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?

Ahhh!

I want a name and an address.

And if you lie to me again,

I'll stop hitting you
and I'll start beating you.

You understand me?

Yeah.

(Country music playing)

Doc letting you eat steak again?

Got a clean bill of health, Maggie.

I can eat whatever the hell I want.

You 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.

Wade: 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.

(Exhales)

Well, this has a "first chink
in the armor" feel to it.

Rip: Mmm. Mmm.

A little better?

Not yet.

(Breathing deeply)

So, dear. How was your day?

- (Chuckles)
- Huh?

Well, my day was illuminating.

Come sit with me.

(Groans)

What's that?

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

I don't know what that means, Beth.

I know, baby.

Rip: Oh, look at that. Hmm.

Looks like an o-ring.

Oh, you're half-way right.

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

- (Laughs)
- Know what I mean?

Yeah.

I don't need presents, Beth.

Justyou.

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 that 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.

(Chuckles)

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...

(Chuckling) 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
that there is no more you and I.

There's only us.

I can do that.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

(Music playing)

(Cows lowing)

- See the brands?
- I did.

Livestock officer, open up.

Open the door.

(Muffled footsteps running)

Watch the front. Take the back.

(Whispering) Get off the wall.

- What?
- Get off the fucking wall.

Turn your chest to the wall.

(Gunshot)

Ahhh!

- You gonna live?
- (Gasps)

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

If he would've 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, kayce.

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.

Man: (Over radio) Copy one-one-zero.

- You all right, man?
- Yeah.

Just stay still.

- Please advise if your 20 has changed.
- Twenty is the same.

(Child screams)

(Music playing)

(Crying)

Jamie: You always preached the truth.

You said it's all a man has.

His word.

Judge him by nothing else.

Are there different rules
forjudging 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,

whetherjust 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 16.

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.

Goodnight, son.

(Music playing)