All language subtitles for Longmire.S05E07.GERMAN.DUBBED.DL.720p.BluRay.x264-TSCC_track4_[eng]

[kettle whistling]

What are you doing over there?
You look like a frat boy.

I'm installing
a security system.

Somebody tries to come
through the door,

they knock the cans over.

I just want you
to feel safe.

- I do.
- You sure?

Look, what happened
with Tamar --

It -- It was --
It was a lot,

and I don't think
that we should try to pretend

it didn't happen
or anything,

but I-l think we also both know
that she's not gonna come back.

Sure. But I've poked some other
hornets' nests over the years.

You can't be too careful.

But, uh, well,
if you're okay,

maybe it's time to, you know,
get back on the horse.

Um...

Not that you're the horse
in, um, that particular metaphor

or that, um...
I'm going to get on --

- Okay, okay.
- Yeah.

It's okay, cowboy.

Um, seeing as how
you've installed

a security system
for me and all,

um, maybe it's time
we should just...

Wait.

Oh.

[chuckles]
I'm back.

Come here.

Oh.

[gunshot]
Oh!

Are you okay?

Yep.
[clears throat]

[sighs]

There's something
about this room

that kind of kills
the mood.

Yep.

[exhales deeply]

You know what I used to do
when I was a teenager?

[engine shuts off]

This is silly.

I mean, it's beautiful,
and it's very sweet, but...

Wait.

What --
What are you doing?

[laughing]
A cassette?

- A cassette tape?
- Yeah.

[Bad Company's
"Can't Get Enough” plays]

Oh, you just got all the girls,
didn't you?

[both laugh]

Wow.

Mm.

I'll take my coat off.

- Here, um...
- Pull that off.

♪♪ Well, I take whatever I want ♪♪
Yeah. I got it.

Okay, just -- Okay, there we go.
♪♪ And, baby, I want you ♪♪

[horn honks]
Oh! Sh-- Okay.

[laughs]
[horn honks]

Are you okay there?

♪♪ Now tell me I got something
for you ♪♪

♪♪ Come on, come on,
come on and do it ♪♪

Okay. Oh, wait.

I think I hit
the gear shift.

That's not the gear shift.
[both laugh]

Let me --
You know, I think maybe...

♪♪ I can't get enough
of your love ♪♪

If I try to...
Oh, okay.

- Ow. Okay, okay. Okay.
- Uh-oh.

[laughing] Don't say that.
That doesn't sound good.

Walt, you're taking my...
[laughs]

♪♪ I can't get enough
of your love ♪♪

I can't get over
the wheel.

♪♪ I can't get enough of your love
♪♪ I remember this being easier.

♪♪ I can't get enough
of your love ♪♪

[engine shuts off]

[dog barking in distance]

Asha?
[gasps] Shit!

[exhales sharply]

[sighs]
Hi, Ms. Longmire.

So, did you give J.P.
the restraining order?

I did.

How, uh, did he take it?

I gave it to him at work,
so he was, you know, reserved.

Asha, have you
been sleeping here?

Well, you didn't tell me
where I was supposed to go.

Oh, Asha, I'm --
I'm so sorry.

I just assumed you'd stay
with family or friends.

But J.P. knows
where they all live.

He'd come and find me.

He's not supposed to.

That's why we gave him
the restraining order.

J.P. knows that if
he tries anything,

even just coming to see you,
he can be arrested.

You think that'll stop him?

Okay, um, why don't
you come inside?

We'll get you something
to eat.

You can rest a little
until we figure something out.

Do you have
a suitcase or...

No, I...

I didn't bring anything
except what I'm wearing.

It's gonna be okay.
Okay, Asha?

I'll stop by your place later
and pick up some of your things

while J.P.'s at work.

[Walt] Sheriff's department.
You guys call?

[Jim]
Okay. First things first.

If it is underneath him or her,
we get it.

Hey, we should pay him
a finder's fee for his help.

- That just seems right.
- Okay, fine, but we solved it.

I need you to
agree to that, Sheriff.

I understand you found
something.

Well, we're hoping
we found something.

We definitely found
someone.

He's dead.
Or she.

Where?

You found a dead body
up in that tree?

- No, down in that tree.
- It's hollow.

- Show him the video.
- Oh, yeah.

Hold on.
[chuckles] Hold on.

You two seem happy
about this.

That's because
if there's a body in there,

then we're definitely right.

- About what?
- Anson Hamilton's treasure.

- You heard about that, right?
- Nope.

So, this rich guy in Missouri --
Yeah, he buried a treasure,

then he wrote a poem
full of -- of -- of clues

about where
he buried it, okay,

and then put that poem
on the Internet.

You have that poem?

Oh, we have the
whole damn thing memorized.

The key couplet reads,

"To the Absarokas,
past hill and hollow,

search for a place
no man can follow."

This is Absaroka County.

That tree is definitely a hollow
where no man can follow.

Okay, here it is. Wait.

So, we climbed up
and we dropped a GoPro down,

and this is what we saw.

You see that hair?

That's human hair.
That's got to be a human head.

This guy must have
solved the poem before us

and he went down to get the
treasure and couldn't get out.

So, how you gonna get him out,
Sheriff?

Stopped by
that new bagel place.

Finally a bit of
civilization here.

Did you want lox on yours?

No, thanks.

[Ferg]
So, what happened?

Someone got stuck
exploring the tree?

Let's go see.

Hey, is there anything else
under him?

- I'm going up.
- No, you're not.

Back up.
Let us do our job.

[indistinct conversations]

Whoever this is,
he's been in there awhile.

Practically a mummy.

How long ago was that poem
published?

About three years ago.

If this guy
was looking for the treasure,

wouldn't there be
some old ropes?

How else
could he have gotten in?

Maybe he was working
with a partner.

Once the partner got
the treasure, he abandoned him.

How does anybody know that
tree's hollow to begin with?

Well, we talked to some guys
at the Forest Service,

one of those hotshot
firefighters.

Tom, don"t give away
our secrets.

[man] Hey.
Got something else here.

It's just a big canvas bag.

He was probably gonna put
the treasure in it.

- Anything else in there?
- No, that's it.

Look again!

Okay, so there's no treasure,
no wallet on the body.

I guess the only way
to I.D. someone that's this dead

is gonna be dental records.

Maybe there's another way.

[Ferg]
Is that a tattoo?

[Vic]
Does it say something?

"Tizz."

What's that mean?

It means
I know who to talk to.

[answering machine beeps]

[J.P.]
Uh, hello. Uh, Ms. Longmire?

This is J.P. Wright.

I need you to call me.

I love Asha.

And l...miss her so much.

And I want to know
what I got to do

to get you to rip up
that court order.

So call me, please.

And tell Asha...I'm sorry.

[vehicle approaching]

[Vic]
This is one long driveway.

These people must be loaded.

[Walt]
Yeah.

[clears throat]

[coughs]

You okay?

I didn't sleep much
last night.

You stressed
about the civil suit?

No.

No. That's going away.

I decided to settle
the case.

Wow.

So unlike you.

Yeah.

Well, uh, that way,
neither of us has to worry

about all that stuff
in your deposition coming out.

Right.

[clears throat]
So, um, you know this Tizz well?

Not well. I met her once
seven years ago.

She must have made
quite the impression.

Well, her father
had just died.

That kind of thing
sticks with you.

[knock on door]

No, thank you,
Mrs. Crandall.

I'm, uh,
feeling a little queasy.

Yeah, me too.

No offense, Sheriff,

but I just have bad associations
with you showing up here.

I understand.

So, what can we
help you with?

I have some questions
about your nickname -- Tizz.

Um, okay.

Where did it come from?

I got it in college.

There were lots
of Elizabeths.

Uh, one of my roommates
just started calling me "Tizz"

to set me apart.

It stuck.

Anybody ever get a tattoo
of your name?

Why are you asking me
about this?

So you do know someone
with a tattoo?

My husband.

What happened?
Did Tony do something?

[Vic]
[clears throat]

Tony's your husband?

- Yes.
- No.

Not anymore, that little shit.

Mom, please.

So you're divorced?

- No, separated.
- Well, that's a technicality.

Tony abandoned her two
years ago out of the blue

without leaving a note
or anything.

That's not true.
He wrote.

[scoffs]
Months later.

When is the last time
you heard from Tony?

Four months ago.

He's been living in Colorado --
uh, Pagosa Springs.

He's a --
He's a river rafting guide.

[scoffs]
Prince Charming wrote to say

that he had met someone else,
that he's moved on.

So, uh, where exactly
did Tony get your name tattooed?

Why are you asking me this?

What's happened?

No.

I'm so sorry, Tizz.

Mrs. Crandall,
I'm really sorry

to be the bearer of bad news
again.

You know, I couldn't say this
in front of my daughter,

but frankly, we're all better
off with Tony Kaufman gone.

So you were not a fan.

Did other people feel
that way?

About Tony?

[chuckles]

Everybody loved Tony.

He was the life
of the party

until anything went
the least bit wrong,

and then he'd
just disappear.

Did he ever mention
a treasure hunt?

Somebody hid a treasure
out in the wilderness.

I guess people are out there
looking for it.

I wouldn't be surprised
if he went after it.

The promise of easy money

was just the kind of thing
he'd get excited about.

Your daughter said she got a
letter from him four months ago.

Did you ever hear from him?

I tried calling him
a couple of times,

you know, to give him
a piece of my mind.

He never answered.
Never called back.

Do you know if your daughter
still has that letter Tony sent?

It might help shed
some light on this.

I shredded it
for her own good.

Two years, and she's still
mooning over him.

[engine shuts off]

Hi.

Is A-Asha with you?

Um, no.
She's not.

- But you got my message.
- Uh, yes, I did.

So are you gonna take back
that restraining order?

It doesn't work
like that, J.P.

I know.
Look, I know I screwed up.

And I want --
I want to make things right.

Can you please help me?

Could I use your
bathroom first?

Yeah. Sure.

Come on in.

Bathroom's that way.

Could I also bother you
for a glass of water?

Yeah. Sure.

Thanks.

Here's your water.

Oh, yeah.
Thank you.

See? I'm not such
a bad guy.

J.P., I could tell from your
message

that you don't really appreciate
the seriousness

of this protective order.

It's very important
for both of your sakes

that you do not try
and contact Asha right now.

So what do I have to do to prove
I'm not a bad guy?

I mean,
s-should I write a letter?

That's a good idea,
but this is gonna take time.

Okay.
How long?

I don't know.

Thank you.

Are you leaving?
You just got here. What...

Why'd you really come?

I got your message, and I wanted
to be very clear with you

what you can and
cannot do legally.

Hey, just tell me.

Where is she?

Where is my wife?

I'm sorry, J.P.
I cannot tell you that.

[door closes]

[J.P.] Shit!
[glass shatters]

Tony Kaufman went to the
University of Colorado

in Boulder,
but he never graduated.

Both parents deceased,
uh, shortly after.

He moved to Durant
five years ago

to guide for
Powder River Rafting.

Married Tizz Crandall
four years ago.

Moved back to Colorado
two years ago.

A couple of speeding tickets.
One DUI.

You find his employer
down there?

I've been reaching out
to all the rafting operations

near Pagosa Springs,
but nothing yet.

Okay.

Ruby will get you some
traveling money from petty cash.

Really?

You want me to...go there?

It's not Hawaii, Ferg.

It's Colorado.

Just for a night or two.

[drawer closes]

Unless you don't want to go.

No, no, no.
I'll go.

Whatever you need, Sheriff.

You should
probably bring this.

Hey, since Ferg's gonna be in
Colorado, do you think you and I

should go check out Tony's
last place of employment here?

What is it --
Powder River Rafting?

Uh, you go ahead.

I'm gonna follow up
on the autopsy report

and read some poetry.

If the clue to the
treasure is here,

maybe the clue to his
death is here, too.

Okay.

[indistinct conversations]

Hey, are you Spence?

Yeah.

Your boss said I
should talk to you.

Uh-oh.
What did I do?

He said that you were friends
with Tony Kaufman.

Oh.
Well, I was.

When is the last time
you talked to him?

In person?

A couple of years ago,
right before he blew town.

Since then,
total radio silence,

one Facebook post on my birthday
about a month ago,

but that's it.

Any idea why he left?

I just figured
his wife sent him packing.

And why would she do that?

-'Cause she finally caught him.
- Doing what?

[chuckles]
You mean doing who.

Look, this job
is only about 50%

keeping people from
drowning in the river.

The other 50%'s pretty much
about partying and, um, whatnot.

Right.

So, his, uh -- his wife
caught him, uh, partaking

in a little bit
of whatnot?

She knew he was an operator.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Um...how did she know
that he was an operator?

How do you think those two met
in the first place?

He targeted her
on a two-night trip

on the Green River
down in Utah.

You really don"t look good.
You want to sit down?

Yeah.

You were saying?

Uh, anyway, I always thought
Tizz deserved better.

Tony was fun to hang with
but hardly marriage material.

If this guy was such a partier,

why did he get married in the
first place?

Tizz is great.
She was really into him.

And she was loaded.

So if his wife
had kicked him out,

he would have been strapped
for cash?

[laughs] Yeah.

Do you think that
he would have, uh,

gone searching
for Anson Hamilton's treasure?

Well, if he did,
he didn't tell me about it.

Okay.

Uh, okay.

I'm gonna go.

Thank you.
[clears throat]

[grunts, vomits]

[spits]

Shit.
I'm sorry.

Um...

It was some bad lox.

Don't go
to that new bagel place.

[rock music playing on radio]

[indistinct conversations]

[Ferg]
You're under arrest, Ms. Joyce.

Geez, you scared the --

Oh, you scared the heck
out of me.

I'm sorry, ma'am,
but, uh, I'm afraid

I'm gonna have to ask you
to come with me.

To Colorado.

What are you
talking about?

Well, it turns out I made
a real impression on Walt

lifting that fingerprint
off my badge,

so he rewarded me by sending me
on a little business trip.

I thought maybe we could mix in
a little pleasure.

Lawbreaker.

What part of Colorado?

Pagosa Springs.

Oh, it's the Paris
of the Southwest.

[dog barking in distance]

[knock, door opens]

How's the poetry reading
going?

Well, as poetry, it's, uh --
It's amateurish,

but, um, as a puzzle,
it's interesting.

I'm having a hard time making
sense of some of it, though,

so I'm having Ruby track down
those two treasure hunters.

- Are you all right?
- Yeah.

So, how about you?
What did you learn?

Tony Kaufman is definitely
a gold digger.

So you think he was searching for
the Anson Hamilton treasure, too?

[exhales deeply]

Maybe.

But he was definitely
the other kind of gold digger --

conniving asshole
who married Tizz for her money.

Hardly matches the picture
that Tizz painted of him.

Yeah. I think she was
putting on an act.

One of Tony's old friends
from the rafting company

thought she might have kicked
him out for cheating on her.

Huh.

What?

Doc Weston called.

Said the cause of death
was several stab wounds

to the gut and chest.

- That's brutal.
- Yeah.

Seems like we might be dealing
with a crime of passion.

Seems like it,
but there's still the question

of how she could have gotten him
into that tree.

Doc Weston have any sense of how
long the body had been in there?

Under the circumstances,
it's hard to be specific,

but, um,
likely more than a year.

Didn't Tizz just get a letter
from Tony four months ago?

And his friend
from the rafting company

got a birthday post
last month.

How does that happen?

I don't know.

[knock on door]

I couldn't reach either one
of those treasure hunters,

but I did a little research, and
they are quite the odd couple.

Tom Fuller -- unemployed --

but he was adjunct professor
of modern poetry.

And the other guy, Jim Mackey --
He's a bail bondsman.

- This is Jim's rap sheet?
- Mm-hmm.

Assaults in three states and
a felony conviction in Florida.

"Bounty hunter suspected
in murder of fugitive.”

Yeah, Jim was never even charged
for that one.

But it was all over the papers
in Colorado two years ago.

- Colorado?
- Mm-hmm.

Is he still
a bail bondsman?

Lost his license three times,
three different states.

How does a guy like that end up
partnered with a lit major

in the middle of Wyoming?

I'd like to know that, too.

If they went back out
looking for another hollow tree,

they probably contacted
the Forest Service again.

We need to get over there,

and see if they can help us
locate the odd couple.

Walt...she's not going anywhere
but home.

Vic, you don't
look well, sweetie.

I'm fine.
I-It's just the new bagel place.

I've never heard of a bagel
making someone sick.

- No, it was the lox.
- Oh.

I should have known
you don't order lox

in the middle of Wyoming.

- Yeah.
- Ruby's right.

You head home.

I'll talk to those,
uh, Forest Service firefighters.

But after you call
your lawyer.

Probably just wants me to sign
the settlement papers.

That can wait.
I'll call him later.

[door opens]
[sighs]

Walter.

[door opens, closes]

[Cady]
Asha, where are you going?

- Home.
- No, you can't.

- Who are you?
- She's my cousin.

- I called her to come get me.
- Asha, I'm so sorry.

I cannot let you do this.

I heard J.P.
on your answering machine.

Your restraining order worked.
He -- He said he's sorry.

Of course he did.
You believe him?

Yeah. Of course.
He's my husband.

He's also drunk,
and he's angry.

No, that was before.
On his message, he sounded so --

Asha, I was just there.

See? I got you
some of your things.

There were vodka bottles
that weren't there yesterday.

And he broke something
when I left.

Is that the kind of house you
want to go back to right now?

- I can't stay here forever.
- No one said forever.

But you and I both know
what"ll happen

if you go back there
right now.

[down-tempo music plays]

[man coughs]

Hi there.

Which one of you
is in charge here?

I didn't do nothing.
[chuckles]

Sheriff Longmire.

Hello. Nice to meet you.
All right, gentlemen.

Just get another run at it.

- New recruits?
- Yes, sir.

Just a couple weeks ago, they
were banging out in East L.A.

- That hard to find rangers?
- Nah.

They're just a part of a program

to get kids out of their
neighborhood gang area,

get them out here
doing something useful,

train them to be hotshots,
show them a different path.

Does it work?

It did for me.

So, uh, what can I help you
with, Sheriff?

Actually, I was wondering
if you guys have been contacted

by any, uh,
treasure hunters.

Hey, boss.

Sheriff's asking
about some treasure hunters.

You talking about
that damn Anson Hamilton poem?

I am.

Yeah, "To the Absarokas,
past hill and hollow."

Probably had 30 or 40
people calling

and asking about that poem
in the last couple years.

- Yep.
- Twice as many so far this year.

I guess it's gone viral.

Do you keep a record
of these callers?

No. It's only just dawned on us
that it's a thing.

I mean,
most people just call.

Every now and then, we'll get
the more determined folks

that show up in person,
asking about hollow trees.

You got to be careful
with them hollow trees.

People don't know what they're
doing, they can be dangerous.

They're not all filled
with elves, you know?

[chuckles]

These guys come by?

Yeah.
They were in a few days ago.

They had a fair amount
of climbing experience,

so I told them about
the same eight trees

I tell everyone about.

The one guy was cool,

but this other guy, Jim,
kind of got up in my grille.

He was sure I was holding out
on him.

Have they called or been back
in the last 24 hours?

No.

What about him?
Has he come about the treasure?

That'd be a year
or two back.

Yeah.
I recognize that guy.

His name's Tony Kaufman.

Huh.

That's Tizz's ex.

What an asshole.

So you do know him.

Well, I know Tizz.

They're the ones
who threw that party

after the Black Knoll Fire.

Oh, that's right. A while back.
They were cool peoples. Yeah.

Yeah, Tizz's mom's house
was in the evacuation zone.

It was pretty much
rich people's houses.

And, uh, they were pretty happy
when we got that fire contained.

So they threw
a thank-you party.

Was Tony there?

Mm. I don't know.
Maybe?

Well, I'm confused.

Uh, you don't seem
to know him very well,

but you have a pretty strong
opinion about him.

I heard how he cheated
on Tizz.

W-Why you asking
about all this stuff?

Something happen to Tony
or them treasure hunters?

Well, you could say that.

Um, they found Tony's body
in a hollow tree.

- What?
- Huh.

Kind of makes you believe
in karma.

[scoffs]
Stupid.

[knock on door]

Hi, Tizz.
You mind if I come in?

No.
Of course.

Thank you.
[clears throat]

Your mom's guest house
is bigger than my house.

How long you lived here?

Um, Tony and I moved in
when we got married.

Have you figured out
what happened to him yet?

Not yet.
I'm working on it.

Is that Grand Teton?

South Teton.

We were gonna do the Grand
the next summer.

So, what brings you here?

You can't possibly have
more bad news.

No, but, uh, I got to
ask you some questions

that aren't gonna be
too much fun.

Oh.

Were you aware that your husband
might have been unfaithful?

Yes.

Sheriff, I knew
who I was marrying,

but I loved him anyway,
no matter what.

I still do.

Well, your mom doesn't seem to
share that affection for Tony.

Yeah.

Although I'm not sure
that was ever really about Tony.

There's part of me that thinks
maybe she was jealous of me.

I know it sounds awful,

but after she lost my dad,
she just couldn't stand

the thought of me having someone
when she didn't.

So when I married Tony, she just
made things difficult for us.

Can you be more specific?

Well, she was
just really judgmental.

Tony couldn't stand her.

He wanted to move out,

but he couldn't really afford
another place.

One night things got so bad,

he threatened to file
for divorce.

Took me two days
to talk him out of it.

So he left two years ago.

Was there really a letter
four months ago?

Yeah.

I swear.
I got it.

I still remember
the return address --

P.O. Box 3165,
Pagosa Springs, Colorado.

Did you write back?

Don"t tell my mom, but, um,
I actually drove down there.

His number's unlisted,
but I got a family friend

to track down
his street address.

I waited outside his little
house, waiting to see him.

I waited for hours.

But...in the middle
of the night...

I started to feel
like a stalker.

I got so embarrassed,
I just -- 1 drove back.

I drove all night.

Can you give me that address
for his house?

Yeah.
I have it memorized.

You know, since you came by
earlier, I actually feel better.

Less restless.

When you love someone
as much as I loved Tony,

even when they're gone,

you can't help thinking they're
gonna walk through the door.

At least now I know
he can't.

Hey, Asha.

I brought dinner.

Thank you, Ms. Longmire.

Well, don't thank me,

because I don't know if I have
any silverware.

[both laugh]

[door creaks]

Oh. Oh.

J.P,, you can't --
you can't be here.

Hey, Ms. Longmire,

I'm sorry for showing up
unannounced like this,

but I have to talk
to Asha.

How did you even know
she was here?

Her cousin told me.

Asha, baby, come here.

I have to say something.
Baby, it's okay.

I'm -- I'm not
gonna hurt you.

J.P., I'm sorry,
but if you don't leave,

I have to call
the tribal police.

Asha, you're the love
of my life,

and I never
should have hurt you.

I'm sorry.

But I want to give you
something to prove it.

Oh, J.P.

That's my chip
from Alcoholics Anonymous --

my sobriety chip.

I went to a meeting this
morning, and they gave me that,

and I'm giving it to you.

That's my promise to you right
now that I will stay sober.

No, Asha, don't.
No. This is not right.

You have to leave.

J.P., I'm sorry.
I'm calling the police.

No! Don't.

I don't want
the police.

I-I just want things
to be better.

And now they will be.

See?

He's different.

Asha, A.A. doesn't give you
your one-year chip

the first day
you walk in there.

They give it to you

after you've been sober
for a whole year.

I don't know where he got this,
but it's fake, okay?

He didn't earn it,
and he's lying to you.

And he's only using this

to lure you
back into that house,

and I won't
let that happen.

Why don't you mind
your own damn business?

You need to leave.

Not without Asha.

Okay.
Well, I'm dialing.

And if you're still here when
they pick up, I'll report you,

and they'll arrest you
and you'll go to jail.

But if you leave now,
I'll hang up.

Asha.

Fine.

I'll show you.

I'm gonna stay sober.

I'll show you both.

[door closes]

Shh. Shh.
Shh. Shh. Shh.

[sobs]

It's okay.

It's over.

I know we meant to connect
last night,

so, uh, I just wanted to
apologize.

N-No, actually,
I meant to call you,

so ll-I'm the one
who should be saying sorry.

Well, I know it's not a
competition,

but, uh, for the record,
uh, I'm up two now.

No, you're up one cancellation,
but we are even in apologies.

[chuckles]
But I was thinking maybe, uh --

Maybe you would like to come
over to my house tonight.

Oh, um...yeah.

Yeah. Okay.

Uh, right now I got to go.

No, actually, I have to go.

Tonight then.

[laughing] Okay. All right.
All right. Bye.

So...

Tom.

Where have you been?

And why haven't you been
answering your phone?

Jim wouldn't let me.
He's paranoid.

He doesn't want us answering
any more questions

about that poem.

You know you're looking
in the wrong place.

What?
H-How do you know that?

It's right in the poem.

Read that.

"To the Absarokas,
past hill and hollow."

That.
That's wrong.

That doesn't scan.

Every other line in the poem
has 10 syllables.

That's got 11.

I know.

That's just because
Anson Hamilton is a hack poet.

No.
No, that's not it.

You're pronouncing
one of the words wrong.

This county --
we call it Absaroka.

Northwest of here
is a whole mountain range

spelled the same, pronounced
differently -- "Absorka."

Seriously?

Yeah.

Take a seat.

So, why are you here, Tom?

Uh...it's about Jim.

Right. Jim.
How long you two been friends?

We're not friends.

Business partners,
more like it.

I answered an ad
on Craigslist.

He was looking for
a poetry expert.

And you're an expert
in modern poets.

Wallace Stevens, primarily.

How do you know that?

Are you investigating me?

What was it
you needed to tell me?

I'm not sure what it means,

but I woke up in the middle
of the night two nights ago,

and Jim wasn't in the tent.

- Where was he?
- I don't know. Gone.

And then I asked him about it
the next morning,

and he acted
like I was crazy.

He said I was dreaming,
but I wasn't.

You two have been traveling
together for a long time.

Did Jim ever, um,
carry anything odd with him?

Anything...large?

Oh, my God.

You think he dumped that body
in the tree?

You know if Jim had any
business partners before you?

Is that who was in the tree?
Oh, man.

Tom.
Take it easy.

- Where's Jim right now?
- I don't know.

Halfway to the Absorkas
for all I know.

[rock music playing on radio]

I like business trips.

Well, the business part of it
is a bit of a bust.

I talked to 10 different
white-water rafting companies,

and I couldn't find
one single person

who'd even heard
of Tony Kaufman.

[music continues]

But...

[radio shuts off]

...it's all been worth it...

...because...
l found this.

Shut up.

[laughs]

Okay.
I love this.

[both laugh]

You better.

That thing cost
more than $12.

Somebody lives here?

According to Walt,
Tony Kaufman does.

I thought you said
he just had a P.O. box

and an unlisted number.

True, but Walt
has his ways.

That's so cool.

So you guys have access to all
kinds of secret databases?

- We're not spies.
- No, I know that.

But, like, you can search other
sheriff's departments' records?

Well, in theory.

But, you know, everybody's
on different systems.

This thing looks
pretty flimsy.

You should probably
stand back, Meg.

Such a badass.

[sighs]

I'm telling you, it feels like
nobody"s lived here for...ever.

So there's no furniture
at all?

Um, well, there's a bed,
side table,

um...

No, no, no, no. Don't touch that.
[man] Hey, hey, hey.

I can't take your call,
so leave a message.

[ Answering machine beeps ]
Ferg, who's there with you?

Um...

O-Okay, Walt, uh,
I just want to make it clear

I didn't spend a dime
of department money

on bringing Meg with me.

Nobody said you did.

I probably should have told you.

Probably.

So, uh, there's a bed,
a side table,

and answering machine.

- Anything else?
- No.

Well, except for
this tiny little Eiffel Tower

I found on the floor
of the bathroom.

[door closes]

[Cady] Hi.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I-l didn't mean to scare you.

The door was open.

No. No.

I am...happy that it is you
and not someone else.

How are you?

I'm okay.

Um, do you remember a while back
when my dad and Mathias

were searching your apartment

for that woman who was beaten
by her husband?

How do you know
about that?

Once upon a time, my dad and I
used to tell each other things.

Anyway, um, was she here?

Did -- Did you help her?

- Did your father think I was lying?
- No.

I-I know she wasn't here
when they searched,

but...was she ever?

Why are you asking me
about this?

The whole thing gave me
an idea,

and I know it's a lot to ask,
but I am running out of options.

Enough with the preamble.

Would you mind keeping an abused
woman here for a few days?

The closest women's shelter
is two hours away,

and she wants to be safe,

but she doesn't want to give up
her whole life.

Henry, you know I wouldn't ask
if it wasn't important.

All right.

I'm just trying to make sense
of this.

You're saying the house
is in Tony Kaufman's name,

but it was purchased
by Tizz's mom.

Nancy Crandall bought
a house

for the son-in-law
she apparently hated.

Maybe that's how
she got rid of him.

She paid him off.

This does not look like
the house

of somebody
who'd been paid off.

Like I said,
it was practically empty.

Was the bed a single
or a double?

It was a king, actually.

What?

What about that little
Eiffel Tower you mentioned?

Right.

Here it is.

It's a charm
from a bracelet.

Holy shit.

It's just like the one
Tizz's mom was wearing.

You think she was having
an affair with her son-in-law?

Tizz did say that she thought
her mom was jealous of her.

He was as bad
of a philandering gold digger

as everybody says he was.

So, what do you think
happened?

He slept with Mrs. Crandall,
then he threatened to tell Tizz,

so she killed him
to keep him quiet?

Or Tizz caught him in the act
and lost it.

She's been to that cabin.
She knows where it is.

And she's a climber, so she
could have gotten up that tree.

Still, to get a dead body
up there,

either one of them
would have needed help.

Let's get a list
of all the hotshots

that helped
in the Black Knoll fire.

Uh, see which one of them
went to the party

that Tizz and her
mom threw for them.

Yeah.

[Walt]
Uh, Tizz and I talked before

about Tony's
extramarital affairs,

but, uh, we didn't get into
any names.

I'd really rather not dredge
all that up.

I think it may be important.

I never told you about the
circumstances of Tony's death.

It wasn't obvious
at first.

We thought maybe
he'd died accidentally

looking for that treasure.

But after I'd studied
that poem, I realized

that nobody from Absaroka

would really think
the treasure was here.

And then, of course,
there were the autopsy results,

which told
a different story.

Tony was stabbed.

Oh, my God.

In my experience,

that's often the sign
of a crime of passion.

You think one of his flings
murdered him?

I'd like to know about
who Tony was sleeping with.

More specifically,

I'd like to know if it was you,
Mrs. Crandall.

What?!
You can't be serious!

No.
Mom hated Tony.

Then why did she buy him
that house in Colorado?

What?

We found this down there...
in Tony's bathroom.

So, Mrs. Crandall, were you
having an affair with him?

An affair?!
[scoffs]

I couldn't stand him!

You really did hate Tony,
didn't you?

So then if you weren't
sleeping with him,

I guess you were just
pretending to be him,

sending letters to Tizz,

posting on his old friend's
Facebook page,

collecting his mail,

his phone calls
from time to time,

keeping a dead man alive
just to torture your daughter.

Tizz, ll...

I was trying to protect her

from that deadbeat,
opportunistic husband.

We can't protect our children
from their mistakes.

We have to let them face
the consequences.

Mom...is this true?

You have to understand --

I don't.
I don't understand.

You knew that he was dead?

- She killed him.
- No!

She stabbed him, and she stuffed
his body in a hollow tree.

That's not true!
I did not!

Then you just hired
somebody to do it.

Tizz, you didn't know
what Tony was really like.

Yes, I did.

And I still loved him.

But he didn't love you.
He was going to divorce you.

Because of you!

Because you were so
horrible to him!

No.

He was going to divorce you
for your money.

He had a lawyer.

He came here,
and he said right to my face

that he was going after
your inheritance.

I couldn't let him do that
to you, to -- to us.

So who was it, Mrs. Crandall?

Who did you hire?

[thudding]

I didn't tell you to rest.
Let's go. Come on!

Knees up. Knees up.
Knees up.

Hey, Sheriff. Are you here
about that, uh, treasure hunter?

What was his name? Uh, Jim?
Whoo.

He thought there was treasure
in that tree and he went in.

Then his rope broke,
he got stuck in there,

he had to use his cellphone
to call us to get him out.

That's not why I'm here.

She tell you?

Yep.

T-That isn't me
anymore, Sheriff.

That's the last time
I ever hurt anyone.

I know.

Hey.
Good news.

I got you a place to stay,
at least for a night or two

until we figure something else
out a little more long-term.

Is it on the res?

No. It's not far, though.
You know the Red Pony?

There's an apartment
upstairs.

It's very private.

If you grab your things,
I'll take you over.

[knock on door]

Hey.

Come on in.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

[clears throat]

Uh, perfect timing.

I was just pouring us
a glass of wine.

Here you go.
Thank you.

You don't drink wine,
do you?

Sure I do.

I should have bought
some beer.

I'm so sorry. I just...

This is perfect.

[both laugh]

Mm.
Let me take, um --

Let me take your --
your hat,

and, um, I'll put that ov--
over here.

And if you want to take off
your coat, I'll hang it up --

Oh! Uh...

- Oh. No.
- I'm sorry. Um...

No, no, no, no, no.
That's okay.

I have towels.
It's right here.

- Let me do it.
- Here. Just grab that.

And I'll grab some of these.
It's fine. I've got it.

I did a good job.
[laughs]

What's so funny?

No-- I -- Nothing.
I just thought that, you know,

we would be so
much more comfortable here,

and that's already
so much worse.

[chuckles]
Maybe if somebody busted in

and started shooting up
the place,

that would break
the tension.

[laughs]

Getting shot at the first time
you -- you kiss a girl

is a pretty good excuse
for, um, being uncomfortable

the second time.

But that's not really it.

Is it?

No.

Um, you're gonna think
this is corny.

Try me.

My wife and I, we waited.

How long?

Well, till we were married.

I don't think that's corny.

Would you be all right if
we just watch a movie tonight?

Well, what made you think
that I invited you over here

for anything else?

You were trying to
get me drunk.

[laughs]

[horn honking in distance]

[vehicle approaching]

You think you're safe
in there?!

Shit.
[lock clicks]

You think you're safe
in there?!

Go in the kitchen
and close the door.

- I thought we were --
- Please, Asha, just do it!

You think you can hide
from me?!

Hey! Open the goddamn door!
Oh, no, no, no, no, no!

Don't you go running away
from me.

Don't you run away from me!
Open the door!

Call 911. Here.
[gasps]

What was that?
The front door.

What are you doing
with that gun?

Where's the loading gate?
Where's the loading gate?

[singsong voice]
Asha?

Come out, come out
wherever you are.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Nobody's picking up.
What do we do?

Dial again.

J.P., if you leave now,
I won't call the police.

- Anything?
- No.

Call my dad.
Call the sheriff.

- Call the sheriff's office.
- The phone's dead.

Well, I'm happy to leave.

You just send my wife out here,
and we'll leave together.

You know I
can't do that, J.P.

I, please, just need you to go!
[doorknob rattling]

J.P.? Sweetie?

[gun cocks]

They're gonna take you to jail.
I never wanted that.

Oh. Oh, they're gonna
take me to jail?

[laughs]
That is a joke.

"From this day forward" --

Do you remember
saying that, Asha?

- I don't know.
- You don't know?!

"From this day forward...

For better or for worse...
[pounding on door]

In sickness and in health...

To love and to cherish...

Till death do us part"!

[screams]

That was your vow, Asha!

Till death do us part!

- Now I guess you got to die.
- No!

No!

[gasping]

This is all
your fault, bitch!