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Brothers Grim, huh?

We prefer the Grim Brothers.

I know everything. I heard the voicemail.

Marissa Left Hand came to you for help,

and you killed her.

Two armed women on the run.

It's a bad day to be a Pickett.

You've got trouble.

Yeah. I can see that.

Hank and a group of armed men are going after the Native girl who escaped.

Native girl...

You shouldn't be here.

She's alive. I saw her.

- She's alive. - Marissa's our proof.

We've got to find her first.

Hold your fire! Hold your fire!

Get up.

What the hell?

You sure that we really need to kill her, though?

Don't tell me you're getting soft on us, Hank.

Arlen said the girl doesn't get off the mountain.

That's that.

Brother.

- Yeah, what? - It's time.

They're coming.

You seem to be getting worse.

Dying up here is not gonna be help to anyone.

You're going to need my help. I'm fine.

Where did Joe go with that psychotic murderer?

Oh.

Wait a second. What's that?

It's your children going off to the next grade.

Oh, and there they go now

with their first boyfriends.

It's too bad their mother can't see any of it

because she's alone in jail.

I'm gonna ask you this one last time.

Where the hell did Joe go with that psychotic murderer?

Barnum was going to kill her.

He was transferring her to Rawlins

for her own safety.

Then why did he turn off the highway?

You know, I used to be a troubled kid.

Let's just say I was in a real bad path.

Barnum picked me up one night for drunk and disorderly.

You know how easy it would have been for him

to just lock me up and forget about me?

But no, he saw something in me.

Nobody had ever seen anything in me

before that. You hear me?

Barnum is not just a boss to me.

He saved my damn life, and you shot him.

Kyle, I think you know me well enough

to know I wouldn't shoot a sheriff

unless I was damn well sure there was no other option.

Yeah, well, I know him, too.

And I know he wouldn't do anything

that would require someone to shoot him.

Then maybe you weren't as close as you thought you were.

Deputy, get her out of my face.

Take her down to the police station.

Lock her up in her new home.

I'll take her.

Hi, Cricket.

Whoa.

Well, which way should we go?

I'm not sure.

Compasses and GPS aren't working up here.

Show yourself!

Stop, stop!

Can I pull up my pants?

Please?

What's a guy got to do to get some damn privacy, huh?

Who the hell are you?

I'm just a guy taking a shit

alone in the woods while I hunt.

Hey, what are you doing?

He heard us talking about the girl.

He can tie us to this location.

What girl?

Well, if he didn't before,

now he knows what we're up to, thanks to you.

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Did you say "girl"?

Like the one who's been hiding out in these woods?

I've seen her. I know just where she is.

I guess I could lead you there.

It's not hard to find her

if you know where you're looking.

Okay.

You're coming with us then.

How about I just draw you a map and bid you adieu?

Or I come with you, make it real easy.

No problem.

Which way?

Well, the left path.

That one.

If someone takes the higher ground,

we won't be able to defend ourselves.

One of us should head up there.

No, no. We're staying together.

Okay. But you see that isn't the smartest tactical move, right?

If I was up on that ridge, I could pick us off.

Exactly.

You do realize that you're safer with me armed than without.

Don't you?

I'm not giving you a gun.

Come on. We're sticking together.

All right. What do you got?

Nothing.

Pair of fours.

Nothing.

Two kings and two aces.

How are you so lucky?

It's not luck.

Who are they?

And why are they here?

I don't know.

But I do not like the looks of it.

Come here.

Kyle, would you call me, please?

I think we may be in trouble here.

This might be an emergency.

We have to do something, Missy.

We have to act.

I don't... I don't know what to do.

I have an idea.

But it involves Derek.

Do you see something?

No.

No. Just a feeling.

What kind of feeling?

Frank Urman, when we were bringing his body down,

you were watching us, weren't you?

You saw me?

No. It was just a feeling.

And it's the same one I got now.

Like...

Like they're out there just waiting,

just playing with us.

Maybe we should stay covered.

Yeah.

I wasn't playing with you, by the way,

or any of those men.

The whole reason that I made

such a show of Frank Urman,

the first two deaths

were labeled accidents,

so I made Frank undeniable.

I hoped that maybe the shock of it

would spur a real investigation.

I don't know. Maybe the others would even confess

after Frank, turn themselves in.

I didn't want to keep killing.

Yeah.

But you did.

Have you lost your damn mind?

I mean, why would you do something so stupid, Marybeth?

You shot a cop.

Cricket, can I ask you something?

I guess.

Last year, when I was shot,

and Barnum left you to guard me,

where'd he go?

What do you mean?

You're a great cop, Cricket,

and I know you've asked yourself this question.

Where did the Sheriff go?

He left us there, and he went somewhere

where no one could reach him

for the following two hours.

You'd think he'd want to be readily available,

with all the shootings and killings happening in town.

What are you suggesting?

I'm not.

I'm telling you

that Barnum's more compromised than you think,

and I'm telling you that he walked away

and placed a deputy, that he underestimated, to guard the door,

knowing that someone would probably come back to finish me off.

And I'm telling you that he is one of a group

of untouchable men who assaulted women.

And when one of those women came forward

and tried to report it, he tried to kill her.

And I'm telling you, that if I didn't do what I did,

Shannon would already be dead.

Do you have any evidence of this?

Barnum destroyed - the evidence. - Oh, of course he did.

But, Cricket, Charlie Left Hand,

he might have uncovered something more

in the phone records you gave him.

I'm not admitting to any phone records.

Good. You shouldn't.

But I know it was you,

and it was the right thing to do.

We believe Marissa Left Hand might still be alive.

And if she is, she can prove Barnum's crooked.

That's where Joe is. He's headed to find her right now.

Oh, my God.

- Okay. - Call Charlie Left Hand.

He will corroborate everything I'm saying.

Shh!

Missy, hurry.

Listen, there's a stream over there.

We need to get across it,

and your boyfriend will pick us up on the other side, okay?

How cold is that water?

The coldest.

And he's not my boyfriend.

I don't care. Let's go.

Well, I guess we know now

why the helicopters couldn't find it.

This is where Marissa was staying.

Why would they go to this effort?

Why burn it down and then cover it up

if they were just going to leave anyway?

Because they decided to stay.

The Grims know these woods better than anyone.

I guess they figured they could kill anyone that tries to come up here.

You can't take them on all alone.

You realize that, don't you?

The Grims.

The Grims have you two to one.

Hank's guys, maybe five to one.

They will kill you,

then they'll kill me,

- and then Marissa. - Mmm.

And they'll get away with it, too.

I'm deputizing you.

I authorize you to use this to arrest these men.

To protect yourself, Marissa and me,

should we get attacked.

You mean when we're attacked.

Hank's men are coming to kill her.

Their attack started the moment

that they stepped onto this mountain.

And the Grims,

their attack on you never stopped.

So when you see any one of them,

if you want to survive, shoot first.

I'll cover you from the ridge.

Good luck.

You, too.

You okay?

Shoot first.

Hey.

Easy. Come on.

Come on.

Easy.

Oh, God.

Lizzie.

Okay, okay. Okay.

I smell the Government Man.

Grims, I'm not here for you.

I'm here for Marissa.

I'm here to take her home.

So you can kill her?

No. No, I come peacefully.

Little late for that, don't you think?

No one has to get hurt here.

Just give me Marissa, and I'll go.

Not gonna happen, Government Man.

You have to kill us first.

How many bullets do you think

the Government Man's got left, brother?

He's got one.

That's my count, too.

One bullet left for the two of us.

That's what you call game over.

You want to face death standing like a man,

or die face down in the dirt?

Either way, - we can oblige. - Nope.

I promised my wife I wouldn't die today.

Well, you shouldn't make promises if you don't know...

Drop the weapon

or say goodbye to your brother.

Camish, - what's going on? Drop the weapon.

Shannon, what are you doing here?

I'm here to save you.

Isn't that a joke?

Oh. This wound looks bad.

- You need help. - No.

Marissa.

Marissa.

Wait here and stay quiet.

Don't let anybody see you.

No.

Marissa.

Well, now, ain't this a situation.

He won't shoot you, you don't shoot me.

This doesn't have to end badly.

I did not come up here for you.

There are people coming to kill Marissa.

I only came to stop that from happening.

You violated the sanctity of our home.

Why should we trust a word you say?

You attacked me.

This rifle he's pointing at me, it's mine.

You killed my horse.

You ate her.

We didn't kill your horse.

Your horse was injured in battle,

and we honored it by eating its flesh.

The way I remember,

it's you who came at us.

You were gonna report us to a judge

for the crime of feeding ourselves.

Is that true?

He was fishing without a license.

No wonder these guys don't like you.

We all understand the situation here.

Things could get western in a hurry.

And if they do,

I'm betting on my friend Nate to tip the scales.

I think the better idea may be

sitting down, hashing this out,

and see if we can come

to some kind of understanding.

I'm gonna sit on this rock.

Here I go.

Nice and slow.

I'm sitting down.

I'm sitting down.

Let's start with who are you?

There's no way this is your first brush with the law,

and I can't find a record on you

on any government database.

So, who are you really?

And why would we want to tell you anything?

Well, there must be a reason

you're up here living like this.

And I thought maybe if I could understand your situation...

Understand our situation.

Yeah.

You first.

What?

You first.

You tell me why you're here.

This is my job.

Well, then my job is fishing.

But I bet we could both do better than that.

So tell me, why would anyone choose to be a government man?

You just love the federal government or something?

Just love stepping on the necks of the downtrodden?

For the record,

game wardens are state employees, not feds.

And no, of course not.

Then why?

My younger brother, Victor, and I,

used to take solace in the woods.

Always did.

Our home was chaotic.

And I guess I just craved order back then.

Well, it makes me appreciate it today.

Sometimes a little too adamantly maybe.

Your brother, he a game warden, too?

No.

Well, he dreamt of being one, but never got the chance.

He dead?

He is.

How?

If you don't mind me asking.

He drove his car 100 miles an hour into the arch

at the entrance of Yellowstone.

He tried to call me.

I didn't pick up. Too busy.

And so now I wear the watch that he wore when he left that day,

and I look at it every morning.

And I get up, I show up

to do this for both of us.

Your turn.

Where are you from? Why are you here?

Seems to me this day only ends one of two ways,

we kill him or he kills us.

Either way, I reckon it don't much matter what we tell him.

We come from the UP.

Union Pacific?

Upper Peninsula, Michigan.

We had a little spot of land.

Been in our family for 100 years.

Governor decided our land was the perfect place for a power plant,

on account of the people who financed his campaigns.

We said, "No."

They upped the price.

We said no again. Not for sale.

Then they told us they had the right to take our land all along.

Eminent domain, they called it.

Case closed.

But it was our land.

It was our land.

We refused to let them walk on us,

so they came with their guns,

helicopters.

Killed our mom,

killed our brother.

Government men took everything from us.

After that, Caleb and I

just wanted to find somewhere we could be left alone.

Own nothing, ask for nothing.

Is that so damned much to ask?

No, it isn't.

I've heard about this, Joe.

These guys are folk heroes

to the people in the underground.

But Grim isn't their real name.

Olafson, right?

I don't think you're on the right side of this thing, Joe.

See?

He gets it.

Why are you keeping Marissa?

Keeping her?

Why are you keeping Marissa? Does she want to leave?

Do we seem like some kind of perverts to you?

When we found her, she was bleeding and wounded

by some government man like you.

Not like me.

She almost died on us a couple of times.

Couple of times.

We promised her we wouldn't let nobody come up here and get her.

Nobody.

My wife shot the sheriff who tried to kill Marissa.

And now Marissa is the only proof

that my wife was right to do so,

so I'm not planning to leave this mountain without her.

Like I said,

seems there's only one of two ways this day ends for us.

There she is!

Easy.

Easy, easy, easy, easy, easy, easy.

Okay, seems that we all can at least agree on one thing.

We all want Marissa to live.

- Am I right? - Yeah.

How about we postpone this

temporarily, we call a truce?

And we try and figure out

that situation together.

We might be inclined to agree to something like that.

But this ain't over between us.

This is Game Warden Joe Pickett.

- Get him. - Move up.

Surround him. We will.

Wendigo!

How many more of them are there?

I count five.

Argh!

Drop it, drop it.

Truce is over.

How you want to play this thing, Warden?

I was thinking the third way.

And what's that?

Well, you mentioned there was two ways off this mountain,

either you die or I die.

Maybe there's a third way.

So if you don't point your weapon at me,

I won't point mine at you.

Let me ask you something.

You could have let that man kill me.

You would have been in your right to do so.

I'm a threat to you. Almost killed you once.

Why did you stop him?

Well...

You were in the right.

You might be a government man,

but you have honor.

Marissa Left Hand.

Shannon needs help.

You saved my life.

And they saved mine.

The third way.

Hurry, get up. - Missy?

Ah, you showed up.

Of course I did.

I would always show up for you.

You're all wet.

We had to cross the stream to get here.

You must be freezing.

Girls, let's go - get in this truck. - All righty. Go on.

We'll get you warm, okay?

Okay, quick.

That's it. Right in the back.

Grab that blanket.

There's a towel over here.

All set?

I know I must look like hell.

When we were crossing that stream, I slipped,

and that's why - I'm so wet. - No, no.

You look like an angel to me.

You're not mad about the way we left things?

No, I'm not mad.

I know...

I know that I'm a bit of, um, an acquired taste.

I just figured it would take you a while to see it.

But, hell, I am crazy about you.

I am.

And I... I don't care how long it takes,

but one of these days you're gonna realize

I'm the guy for you.

I am.

The truth is, I cannot stop thinking about you.

Really?

But I made a promise to myself.

I made a promise that if I found love again,

it would be with someone who could take care of me financially

and for the rest of my life.

And I know how shallow that sounds.

And maybe all along what I really...

Wanted was a guy who would just show up at a moment's notice

when I'm tired, and I'm wet,

just to tell me that I look like an angel.

I know it's not what I was looking for,

but maybe it's what I need.

Yeah.

That sounds - funny to you? - No, no, it's not that.

It's just...

Honey, I'm actually fantastically rich.

What? You are?

Oh, yeah.

Well, why are you riding around in this

horrible old pickup truck?

I don't know.

Because I like it.

Oh, my God.

Shh!

It's over.

Yeah? - Yeah.

You okay? Yeah.

My job requires that I take you in now.

You can plead not guilty,

say it was self-defense.

And I'd testify for you for what you did for Marissa.

If that's what you want to do.

But you need medical attention.

You know a place, Nate?

I do.

I'm gonna get my horse.

I might be a few.

Got it?

Got it.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

All right, keep your eyes peeled for Pickett and Shannon.

They should be considered armed and dangerous.

That's when I saw the Wendigo

racing through the woods with an axe,

coming right at me.

Oh, I looked that sucker

right in the eyes and said,

"Wendigo, be gone,"

and he turned and ran off.

And then this Wendigo just left?

I mean, he did throw the axe at someone else.

Wait, he did? Oh, yeah.

Oh, killed the guy, too, I think.

Where the hell have you been?

I'll catch you up later.

Why is Marybeth Pickett not in cuffs?

What the hell is he doing here?

I said I will catch you up later.

You ready to head home?

I imagined this moment 1,000 times,

but I never imagined how scared I'd be.

You're gonna be okay now.

Okay. Come on.

Draw your weapons!

Freeze, Pickett! Get your hands up now!

What the hell is going on here?

That's not Shannon with him.

Who is that?

That's Marissa Left Hand.

Dad.

Lower your weapons!

Are you the one who sent this rescue party up there?

Well, yes, I am.

This is my search party.

What's your name?

McLanahan.

Sheriff McLanahan.

I'm with you now.

Okay?

I know. I know.

If Joe hadn't come when he did, I would be dead.

Well, in light of Marissa's statement,

seems to me you have a clear-cut case of self-defense.

We're not going to press charges,

and you're free to go.

Okay.

Oh, and Joe,

I'm even willing to forget that you punched me and took my cruiser.

- Thanks. - Yeah.

This isn't some kind of favor for you, all right?

Make me look like a jackass.

We will never speak of this ever again.

Got it?

Got it.

Get out of here, Pickett, before I change my mind.

Thank you, Cricket.

Okay.

Well, this has been the damnedest day now, hasn't it?

Where are we going?

I want to show you something.

All these people, all their loved ones,

you've given them new hope.

One came back.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

He would have been happy here.

Our son.

Yeah, he sure would have.

Yeah.

Man. I still get these feelings.

But...

I'm okay.

Hmm.

♪ I've been worryin'

♪ All my life

♪ I've been worryin' all my days

♪ Oh, it's a shame

♪ I gotta think this way

♪ I've been wonderin' all my life

♪ I've been wonderin' all my days

♪ Oh, sorrow and strife

♪ Tell me ain't that the life

♪ All I...

♪ Know is life can be a grind

♪ Sometimes you gotta give it time ♪

- Oh, yeah? - Mmm-hmm.

♪ I've been hungerin'

♪ All my life

♪ I've been hungerin' all my days

♪ I've been... ♪

Sher.

Look.

They haven't done that in a while.

Gross.

♪ I've been worryin' all my life

♪ I've been worryin' all my days

♪ I've been worryin' all my life

♪ I've been worryin' all my days ♪

♪ I've been worryin' all my life

♪ I've been worryin' all my days

♪ Oh, it's a shame

♪ Why it's gotta be this way

♪ I've been worryin'... ♪

No. Is that?

Ah, it sure is. Artisanal apple sauce.

It's just a little...

A little welcome back.

Justice for the Grims!

Don't tread on me!

We want justice in here!

Justice for the Grims!

The Grims deserve justice too!

Our land, our right.

Justice for the Grims!

Justice for the Grims!

Do you know - what this is? - No, I don't.

But it doesn't - look good. Justice for the Grims!

Justice for the Grims!

Justice for the Grims!

Our land, our right!

Justice for the Grims.

- Slow down. Justice for the Grims.

Hey, honey.

Miss me?

Do you know her?

Yeah.

That's my mom.