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*

(FALCONS SHRIEKING)

*

Where the hell is my chopper?

It's on its way, sir.

And we've had the highway locked off

since just minutes after Romanowski escaped.

So we know he is almost certainly on foot or horseback,

which means our search zone is this ten-mile radius.

So we should focus in this direction.

Straight up and over the mountain.

*

Raise your hands where I can see 'em, Nate.

You first.

*

North team, move out.

There's a statewide manhunt looking for me, Joe.

How'd you do it?

I followed the falcons.

*

You owe me a favor.

I'm here to collect.

I need you to show me where you found those vultures.

*

I'm a wanted fugitive, Joe.

Do you really think it's a good idea

to go deep into the woods alone with me?

*

I don't know where else to go.

*

I'll help you look for the vultures,

but I will not let you take me back to jail.

Copy that?

Yeah, we'll see.

(EERIE MUSIC)

*

(DREAMY MUSIC)

*

Energy.

Fuel.

Life.

For over 58 years,

InterWest Resources have been powering American dreams.

And now with the PilotCrest pipeline,

we are powering America's future.

Hi, I'm Rex Weathersly.

And I know that the PilotCrest pipeline

will be a blessing for every Western town it traverses.

A blessing to rural America... (INHALES DEEPLY)

The real America.

That's because pipelines are lifelines.

They don't just bring oil.

They bring opportunity.

(TV SWITCHES OFF)

VERN: "They bring opportunity."

Now, all I need y'all to do is follow my lead on this one

and we can make more money

than we can spend in a dozen life times.

You're also asking for quite a bit of our money.

I mean, we've seen your get-rich-quick horseshit before, Vern.

The dirt farm,

the drive-thru strip club.

Now, hold on.

Why should we believe you this time, Vern?

Well, I got all my bases covered on this one.

Look, InterWest is doing whatever the hell I say.

They are convinced that their route is a lock,

but what they have yet to realize

is that their current route

runs right through sacred Native ground.

Oh, it's going to be a PR fiasco down the road

because by then, they're gonna be too far down the path

with too much money on the line.

And they will desperately look for an alternative route.

An alternative route, which I--

we will provide them,

With a healthy lease fee, of course.

$100,000 per mile per year

in perpetuity.

That's Latin for rich as hell.

Now, all we gotta do is buy up all the land.

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

What about the law?

*

You don't think anyone's gonna sniff this out?

Well, what's illegal about it?

Fraud?

Insider trading? Racketeering?

Oh, applesauce.

And don't worry about Bud Barnum.

Let's just say I have some information

which could prove harmful if he becomes a problem.

And that new game warden

who I chose, personally, myself,

trust me when I tell you, oh, he's manageable.

*

You really are a shady son of a bitch.

You know that, Vern?

Oh, trust me.

I thought of everything.

Mm.

*

(SOFTLY) * Lives on Drury Lane

* Do you know the muffin man?

* Lives on Drury Lane

(SINGING INDISTINCTLY)

* Yes, I know the muffin man

* Comes from Drury Lane

* Do you know the--

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

(WEASEL CHITTERING)

*

(WEASEL CHITTERING) Hey there, little buddy.

*

What are you?

*

I haven't seen one of you before.

*

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

Oh. (CHITTERS)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

(CHUCKLES) Oh!

(CHITTERING) (CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

*

You wanna buy this?

Oh, yes.

I mean, okay.

But why?

You can't ranch it. Can't farm it.

It's not near any roads.

You don't even have access--

What we say here,

it's covered by lawyer-client confidentiality, right?

Right. Then...

just shut the hell up

and buy the goddamned land for me.

(TENSE MUSIC)

*

It's this way.

Hey, Clyde, if you brought me all the way up here

to show me a figment of your imagination,

I'm gonna shoot you in the back of the head.

*

Is that a chicken leg?

*

Mm-hmm.

*

(CLICKING TONGUE)

*

(WEASEL CHITTERING)

Well, now.

That is something.

How many people know about this?

Well, I thought I'd bring it to you first.

So you haven't told anybody but me.

Haven't told a soul.

I figured, you know a lot about the inner workings of the town.

So I thought maybe,

before I report it to headquarters,

I should ask you if you think it's my best play.

'Cause what do they say?

"Knowledge is power," right? Oh, smart.

(CHUCKLES) Yeah.

*

Well, I do know a lot of people.

People who would be hurt by something like this.

Mm.

You know,

I could handle this for you.

I could make it all just go away.

Handle how?

Do you really want to know?

Maybe it's better to stay at arm's length away.

And what would you want in return?

I wanna be sheriff.

* All around the mulberry bush *

* The monkey chased the weasel *

* The monkey thought it was all good in fun *

* Pop goes the weasel

(LAUGHS)

How many we got?

Huh.

There's only three dead weasels.

What?

With all them explosives?

It doesn't seem like a very cost-effective way

to kill three weasels to me.

Is that right, Calvin?

Is that what you think?

Numbnut.

(WEASEL CHITTERING)

Look. (SIGHS)

How many of these things are there?

Shit!

Those things get back in their holes fast.

It's gonna take forever

if we try and kill 'em a few at a time.

Don't shoot.

I brought supplies.

If it isn't Wacey Hedeman.

Game warden extraordinaire.

You boys almost done up here?

Almost done?

You gotta be shitting me.

You didn't mention there's a whole giant colony of these buggers.

Yeah?

So what?

So?

Probably making babies faster than we can kill 'em.

That's so what.

Well, what do you want from me?

You asked me to pay you half up front,

which I did.

Now, it's a binary situation.

Either the job is done

or the job is not done,

but you don't get the other half

until every one of these weasels is dead.

I might have an idea.

Shut up, Clyde!

The adults are talking.

So we good, Ote?

Have you talked to Pickett about

getting my hunting license back yet?

Not yet.

Don't worry about it. We go way back.

It's as good as done.

You just make sure that you do your job.

Otherwise, I'm coming for the first half

and you don't get shit.

*

(BEER CAN HISSES)

*

I might know a way to kill the weasels.

*

OTE: April!

April!

Oh, there's my little ballerina.

Dad.

I picked something up for you.

Here you go.

Go on, open her up.

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

What do you think? I love it.

Yeah? I love it so much.

Well, come on, let's put it on.

*

Ooh-wee! Ha!

You look beautiful.

*

Daddy's making a little money now.

So we can have nice things again.

I got a little science experiment to do.

You like science, right?

*

We gonna make a secret potion.

Wait!

A weasel?

A goddamned weasel?

Now, this is not a problem.

I got it all worked out.

(SIGHS)

You said you thought of everything, Vern.

Everything.

Well, I did, I did think of everything,

but this is not something that a person could foresee.

It's a goddamned act of God!

An act of God, Vern?

(GUNSHOT) (HORSE NEIGHS)

Maybe you should start asking yourself

why God hates you so much.

Could be a nice time to take stock

of your decision-making tree, Vern.

Your goddamned decision-making tree.

This is nothing.

See, every plan has a hiccup,

and the weasel will be ours.

It's handled!

It better be.

We got a lot of money on the line here.

And Mom's patience is wearing thin.

And you do not want to make Mama mad.

Uh, I got it. Point taken.

(TENSE MUSIC)

*

Joe. Yeah.

It's ridiculously uncomfortable back here.

About as uncomfortable as my pregnant wife was

when you tied her to a chair?

I was trying to protect her.

Yeah, real protective.

*

All right.

You might want to keep quiet for a minute.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

*

Hi. You'll have to turn around.

We've got this whole area closed off.

We believe there's a fugitive up in these woods.

Nate Romanowski?

Yeah, I know, I was there when he was arrested.

Barnum already up there?

Yeah. Yeah.

Yeah, the meet point's

about half a mile up on the left.

And hey, consider Romanowski armed and dangerous.

Deadly force has been authorized.

*

You know,

you're now officially aiding and abetting a fugitive.

Yeah.

The day's only just started.

*

You know, Marybeth was gonna get you acquitted.

That was a shitty thing you did to her.

I escaped because

I didn't want to be turned over to a federal agent

who the local police 'bout now realize doesn't exist.

Doesn't exist? What's that supposed to mean?

He was no U.S. Marshal, Joe.

He was something much worse.

What about the two federal agents you murdered

before you started calling yourself Nate?

Were they something much worse, too?

What'd you just say?

(TENSE MUSIC)

Were they something much worse, too?

Nah.

They were federal agents and something much worse.

*

I should warn you, Mr. Romanowski,

or Mr. Barnes, or...

whatever you call yourself these days...

I'm not messing around today.

*

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

(HELICOPTER ROTORS THUMPING)

*

Get to the trees. Into the trees.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(HELICOPTER FADING INTO DISTANCE)

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

Hey, hun.

We're gonna be here a while,

if you wanna take your coat off so you don't get too hot.

That's okay.

I like it. Okay.

*

You know, April,

I was wondering,

do you have an aunt or an uncle

or somebody I should call?

*

What about a grandparent?

No, it's just us.

Okay.

Did your mom say anything to you when you last saw her?

*

Okay.

*

It's all right. I'll figure it out, all right?

*

Yeah, this is the place.

It's around here somewhere.

Look.

Were you falconing that day?

I was.

And do you remember which direction the wind was coming from?

Northwest.

A vulture, especially a sick one,

is gonna ride the updraft.

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

I'll bet it was poisoned over that ridge.

Y-you're not suggesting we try to get over that, are you?

Yeah.

How?

*

We ride.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

South-face search team headed out.

(DOGS BARKING)

It's Barnum to helicopter. Any sign of him?

Negative.

You keep looking. Copy.

*

Vern. Hey, Bud.

Mind if I've bend your ear for a minute?

(TENSE MUSIC)

*

(HORSE NEIGHS)

NATE: Nah, I don't think this is a good idea.

*

Yeah.

*

W-what do you think is gonna happen

if you find one of these weasels?

That you're gonna get your old job back?

Get a pat on the back?

Get the key to the damn city?

*

You know who took that?

Clyde Lidgard.

Week before he died.

Somehow, I've been tied to this thing all along.

I just...

still can't fully wrap my head around it.

*

How am I gonna protect my family

if I can't even see where the danger's coming from?

*

They're not gonna stop.

They're gonna keep coming until they kill me

or someone that I love.

Unless I kill their secret first, and I need proof.

So that's why I'm going forward.

Gonna figure this thing out.

*

You know, if you were to...

take off, Nate,

well, I guess I'd understand.

*

I asked you if I could trust you

to look for the truth.

Least I could do is have your back

while you find it.

*

(GROANING SIGH) Ready?

No. Let's do it.

(HORSE NEIGHING AND SNORTING)

*

(HORSE SNORTS)

(HORSE NICKERS) (GASPS)

Easy, easy, easy.

All right, what now, man?

She's spooked. (HORSE SNORTS)

Hey.

Yeah, well, they're not gonna do it.

Let's--let's just go back.

It's a horse, Nate.

You can't just throw it in reverse.

What if we just dismount, huh?

We can lead 'em out.

Dismount?

You think that's a good idea?

Well, do you have any other ideas, Joe?

*

(HORSE SNORTING)

Come on.

*

(QUIETLY) Come on. Easy, boy.

Mm-hmm. Come on.

That's it, that's it, come on.

Yah. Come on, come on.

*

(HORSE NEIGHS)

Shh. (HORSE SNORTING)

*

(HORSES SNORTING)

Easy, easy.

*

(HORSE NICKERING) Shh. Easy, easy, easy.

*

All right, now what?

*

Dismount.

Now you think it's a good idea to dismount? Now?

Easy.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

*

(GASPS)

*

Easy, Joe.

(HORSE WHINNIES)

*

Okay, okay.

*

Hey.

(HORSE SNORTS) (SHUSHING)

*

Good boy.

*

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

(PHONE LINE TRILLING)

The number you have reached is not in service at this time.

(SIGHS)

*

(DIAL TONES CHIMING)

(LINE RINGING)

Twelve Sleep Sheriff's Department.

Hi, this is Marybeth Pickett. How can I help you?

I'm worried April Keeley may have been abandoned or--

or that her mother, Jeannie Keely, could be missing.

*

To you.

You had one hell of a good run.

What's that supposed to mean?

You're gonna have to drop out of the Sheriff's race.

We need some new blood in Saddlestring.

Drop out?

For Wacey Hedeman? (CHUCKLES)

Not a chance in hell that's gonna happen, Vern.

I've been doing this job for 24 years.

That's too long to hand over the reins

to someone who carries an umbrella.

Well, here's the thing.

24 years is an awfully long time

to keep a secret buried.

Some would say too long.

And what exactly is it you think you know, Vern?

I know about your daughter over on Wind River Reservation.

That's it? (CHUCKLES)

If you think I'm gonna be ashamed of my daughter,

you got another thing coming.

I'm proud of her.

And, um, it's a new world, Vern.

People understand those things now.

But I've done the math on how old her mother was

when she had that child of yours.

It's bad math.

It's ugly, man.

You really think the new world

is gonna understand something like that?

It's time to hang it up, Bud.

This job is all I have, Vern.

If not this, what am I gonna do?

I don't know.

Maybe take up salsa lessons.

I heard what you said back there about needing proof

and protecting your family and all of that.

I also wonder how much of it, deep down,

is really about you wanting to be back in uniform.

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

I know when they took my uniform,

I didn't know who I was without it.

But I learned it's not the uniform that makes the man.

It's the man that makes the uniform.

You're a good guy, Joe, 'cause you are good.

Not because of the uniform.

*

You used to wear a uniform?

*

Yeah, I had it pretty good there for a while, too.

A uniform I believed in,

a beautiful wife

that loved me more than I deserved,

and I did everything by the book.

I was proud of my service.

*

So one day I get this order

that I really couldn't live with.

And I didn't think it was for the good of the country as they claimed.

It was more for personal gain.

So I refused.

*

And that's when everything turned.

They stripped me of my uniform, my wife was found murdered.

*

Senseless, you know?

A threat?

Retaliation?

I had to learn the hard way...

that sometimes power

is more powerful than the truth.

*

I lost everything that I love.

I got nothing, bro.

I don't want the same thing to happen to you.

*

My guy on Highway Patrol said

Pickett passed by early this morning

on his way up the mountain.

Goddammit, Vern.

This thing is spinning out of control.

Well I just neutered Barnum, so we're good on that front.

We just need to get our eyes on Pickett.

Now.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

JOE: You smell that?

Yeah, what is that?

(WIND HOWLING)

Death.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

*

Why would someone do this?

*

Weasels eat carrion.

*

So they, uh...

they poison the elk

and then the weasels eat the poisoned meat.

Just like the vultures.

*

(EXHALES DEEPLY) (GRUNTS SOFTLY)

Agh.

Agh!

*

You know, 100 years ago, superstitious settlers,

they forced the Miller's weasel into extinction.

On purpose.

(CHUCKLES) 100 years later, they rise from the dead.

That is--that is a miracle.

*

And what do we do?

We wipe 'em right back out again.

100 years,

and we've learned nothing.

*

(GROANS ANGRILY)

*

Let's go find the proof.

*

I don't see any.

They must have cleaned them up.

Check every hole.

(CORK POPS) Mom, what are you doing?

I'm tasting the Chateau d'Yquem.

(GASPS)

This house has an excellent wine cellar.

It's almost like we're not even in Saddlestring.

You shouldn't do that. It's probably really expensive.

Oh, it is. And that's why I picked it.

You want a glass? You look tense.

I'll pass.

You know, a couple of glasses of wine when I was pregnant did not hurt you.

You know, I just--

(SIGHS) Mom, I'm just worried about April.

I can't find Jeannie Keely anywhere.

I mean, I called...

every hospital, every shelter.

I think we both know that that girl's mama is long gone.

You know, April has no one.

She has no one to take care of her.

And even if Jeannie does come back,

what are they gonna do, live in her car?

I mean, that poor girl can barely read or write.

She's skittish, she's underfed, she's--

She's not your problem.

You can't save every stray, Marybeth--

I'm not trying to save her, Mom.

Yes, you are. (SIGHS)

It's what you've always done,

even when you were a little girl.

You'd bring home some injured animals,

some lost dogs.

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

'Cause you have a big heart.

You're always trying to help people.

It's what-- (CHUCKLES)

well, one of the things I love the most about you.

But you can't save everyone, Marybeth.

*

(DIRT SCRAPING)

Joe.

There's nothing here.

(DOWNBEAT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Keep lookin'.

The sun's going down.

*

We have to go if we're gonna

get off this mountain before dark.

*

It's a fox.

Must have been eating the elk.

No, foxes don't eat carrion.

Not unless they have to.

This is autumn.

Fresh meat everywhere.

Fresh meat?

Like weasels.

*

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

(GASPS) Holy sh--

That's your proof. You did it, man.

*

Yeah, we did it. We did it.

*

(SOLEMN GUITAR MUSIC)

*

Here.

*

Montana's that way.

*

Really hope this works out for you, Joe.

Yeah.

I hope it works out for you, too.

*

Nate.

*

Thanks.

*

Yeah.

*

Oh, Joe.

Some friendly advice.

There's gonna come a time, real soon,

where you're gonna have to lean into that anger,

not away from it.

*

You go speaking truth to power,

power is gonna try to bite your ass back.

*

(RATTLING)

What you got there, Ote?

That there?

That's what I like to call an insurance policy.

What you boys doing up here?

You weren't supposed to be back up here until tomorrow.

Could ask you the same thing, Wacey.

Yeah, well, I was just checking up on your work.

Making sure it's all up to par.

Up to par, huh? Mm-hmm.

(SCOFFS) Listen to this asshole.

Wacey.

Where's my hunting license?

Oh, I'm working on it.

Bullshit.

You've been saying that for three weeks.

Hunting season starts in six days and you ain't done shit.

I'm getting it.

I want my license by tomorrow.

Or else.

Or else what, Ote?

Or else I tell Joe Pickett

what we've been up to.

(SOFT TENSE MUSIC)

You do know that you'd go to jail too, right?

*

Maybe. (SPITS)

Or maybe I turn state witness or some shit.

(RATTLING)

*

What you got in the cooler, Ote?

*

Ain't nothing for you to worry about.

*

You do your part,

we ain't got any problems.

*

I can't let you leave with that.

Yeah, well, I ain't so sure I'm asking permission.

Mm. (SPITS)

*

What d'you think, Hank?

(ALL CRYING OUT)

(GUNSHOT)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

Come on. I'm gonna shoot you, Ote.

Come on! (GUNSHOTS)

Shit!

*

I'm on-- I'm on your side.

Oh, yeah?

(SHOUTS)

(GROANING)

*

(GUN CLICKS) (WHIMPERS)

Shit.

Come on!

*

Christ!

Hyah!

*

(BOW TWANGS)

*

That's it.

Come on!

*

Shit.

*

(ARROW WHISTLES)

Shit! (GROANING)

*

Son of a bitch! (GROANS)

(SCREAMS)

(GENTLE MUSIC)

*

(BIRDS SINGING)

*

Huh.

*

Hell of a rider.

Like a...

rodeo rider.

(TENSE MUSIC)

*

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

(ENGINE REVVING)

*

You know who I bet could really use this house right about now?

Joe's family.

*

Hyah! (HORSE NEIGHS)

*

What's wrong, hun?

I forgot my other book at home.

I have a report due and I can't do it without my book.

I need to go back and get it.

Okay, we can swing by and get it tomorrow.

My report is due tomorrow. I need to go now.

Hun, it-- it's a 30-minute drive

plus I told your dad we'd stay here till he gets back.

I didn't even wanna come to this place.

And now I have to get in trouble at school for it too?

I know sometimes April needs help,

or her mom,

or Nate Romanowski,

but I'm your daughter, and sometimes I need help.

Hey, okay.

All right.

We'll go get it, all right?

Okay.

(DOWNBEAT MUSIC)

Hey, Mom, Sheridan and I'll be back in an hour, okay?

Okay, have fun.

*

(BACKPACK ZIPPING)

*

Hyah!

(LABORED BREATHING)

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

(HORSE SNORTING)

(LABORED BREATHING)

(GROANS)

*

(WEASELS CHITTERING)

*

(GASPING)

*

(TREE SNAPS)

*

We haven't read together in a while, hun.

Maybe we could do that tonight.

Maybe.

*

Sher, I can tell something's been bothering you.

I want to help.

Hun, I want to help more than anything in the world.

You got to tell me what's going on.

*

(INHALES SHAKILY) I can't.

*

You know, you can tell me anything, right?

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

(PHONE BUZZING)

(LINE TRILLING)

Hi, it's Marybeth, leave me a message.

Marybeth, listen to me closely.

It's Wacey. Wacey's the killer.

You need to get out of the Kensinger's house right now.

Don't tell anyone where you're going.

Just go!

*

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

(ENGINE REVVING)

*

(ENGINE TURNS OVER)

(DRAMATIC MUSIC)

*

Hey, let's be quick, hun, all right?

Okay.

*

(GASPING)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Hey, hun, your dad's here.

No, Mom, no!

*

Joe?

(SHOTGUN BLAST)

(GROANING)

*

(SHOTGUN CLICK-CLACKS)

No!

(DOOR SLAMS AND LOCK CLICKS)

(LATCH CLICKING)

(PANICKED GROANING)

(THUMPING AGAINST DOOR)

(GASPING, SOBBING)

Mom?

(SOFT OMINOUS MUSIC)

*

(WACEY THUDS AGAINST DOOR)

*

(WACEY THUDS AGAINST DOOR) Run.

(WACEY THUDS AGAINST DOOR)

No.

Run!