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Oh, morning, Ms. Cole.

Here for your prescription refills?

Unless you got any Oxy back there.

Such a kidder.

Oh, you're still out at that old ranch house, huh?

Not tempted to sell up,

downsize?

Downsize to what, a grave?

Okay...

Well, thank you.

Well, take it easy out there.

♪ Mm... ♪

♪ Body may be weak ♪

♪ But my spirit's

♪ still on fire ♪

♪ The river may run deep ♪

♪ My sights are set much higher ♪

♪ No time to rest ♪

♪ No soul to save ♪

♪ I'll take it easy ♪

♪ When I'm in the grave ♪

♪ I'll take it easy when I'm in the grave... ♪

Ellen?

No time for small talk.

Duty calls.

Lucky for me.

I didn't do anything.

I didn't do anything!

Okay, hey, hey, hey, hey, enough of that.

Get your hands off me!

Police brutality, you fucking pig!

You just assaulted a peace officer.

You really wanna play rock, paper, scissors

with the county judge, huh?

String cheese, jerky,

soda, chocolate bar.

All the food groups.

Yeah, if you're high.

And what precisely is in this?

My dad.

What's left of him.

Shit...

Your dad was a drunk and a goddamn nuisance,

but he was never a thief.

What's going on here?

He left me $90 in ones and fives, okay?

I just needed supplies for the road.

Is that so?

Where you headed?

Somewhere else.

The beef jerky stays here.

Oh, you gonna make me

blow truckers for food now, Chief?

Goddammit!

Your mouth is dirtier

than the dishwater at the Apple Jack Saloon!

Officer Dhar,

please escort Miss Cochrane to the city limit.

East or west?

East or west or jail, pick one!

West!

copy that.

This is Unit Four...

Hey, Abby?

Just wanted to say I'm sorry about your dad.

Mr. Cochrane always seemed like...

Jesus Christ, Henry, just...

stop talking.

You lost the right to speak to me

once you starting working for him.

15.

Hey, you got any change on you?

No, man, I don't.

Check her out, huh?

- Whoa... - Yo, hurry up,

let's go, bag it.

Yeah, yeah.

You boys have a good day!

Yeah...

Hey, baby girl.

Aw, come on.

We're nice guys.

You need a ride somewhere?

No. Thanks.

No, seriously, where you wanna go? I'll take you.

Just leave me alone, all right?

Hey, you're Bobby Cochrane's daughter?

Oh, yeah? Is that right?

Just fuckin' eat me.

Oof.

Baby...

I like that.

These boys bothering you?

Yo, what the hell you doing? Go.

It's Abby, isn't it?

Yeah.

You need a ride?

Sure.

Yo, Duane, is she kidding?

What are you doing?

Hmm?

Hey, where you going? Hey!

You're gonna want to let this one go.

Hey!

Hey, I'm still talking to you!

Come here!

What the fuck, Kyle?

What the fuck?

What just happened?

He must've slipped.

Thank you.

That's, uh... quite the Saturday night.

That's not gonna last me till Saturday night.

You mind twisting that valve?

Oh.

Like that?

You can actually just leave me right up here.

That'd be perfect.

Don't be stupid.

You had your thumb out back there.

What were you aiming for?

Missoula?

Boise?

No, I was thinking more like Portland,

then hitch a ride to California,

then to Mexico.

You were planning to hitchhike through Mexico?

Yeah. What?

I mean, I don't have a car or money.

Plus...

I've always wanted to see Machu Picchu.

That's in Peru.

What?

Should you be smoking, Ms. Cole?

Call me Ellen.

Okay, Ellen.

Those things could kill you,

right?

Already have.

Might as well die doing somethin' I love.

So I guess we're not stopping, then.

Listen, Ellen,

thanks for the ride,

but I-I was just wondering

if maybe you could... drop me off

at, like, the highway

or something?

What do you got in that little fanny pack of yours?

You got a protein bar

and a change of undies? - What?

You wanna head out to the coast,

have a few laughs, that's...

that's your business,

but you should go with a full stomach

and good night's sleep.

I got a bed in the den,

and I got an elk brisket in the slow cooker,

and if you don't eat it,

it's gonna go into the compost anyway, so whatever.

If you're staying,

grab the macaroni from the larder downstairs.

What the fuck?

Wow.

You eat like a bear in April.

Sorry.

I just haven't had a home-cooked meal in a while.

Wait, you smoke weed?

We started growing it after Avery got sick.

Avery?

My husband.

You never had kids?

We met too late for that.

Sorry.

Don't be. I'm not.

Your, uh...

your Dad,

he was a real help to me around the house

after my husband passed.

We had our differences, but...

I was sorry to hear he died.

What kind of differences?

I had to let him go a couple years back.

Just got to be unreliable.

You mean drunk.

He started drinking

once the construction crews showed up.

After they built that dam up behind Duke's ranch?

God, he went on and on

about how they were destroying his beloved creek

and "wiping out six species of bird,

just to water a goddamn golf course."

That's where he died.

The dam.

Hit his head.

Drowned in 12 inches of water.

Is that why you're leaving?

No, I'm leaving

because this place is a butt boil

on the ass end of fucking nowhere.

I wanna swim in the Pacific.

I-I wanna climb the Eiffel Tower.

I wanna eat noodle soup in Saigon.

Travel broadens the mind, Abigail,

but it helps to have a home to come back to.

Is that why you won't sell?

No, it's like I said, home is important.

Home is important.

What, you think this Duke guy is just gonna let it go?

We'll find out tomorrow.

He's... he's coming for tea.

So...

you're an orphan now.

Yeah, seems that way.

Me too.

Right.

Hell yeah!

Do you like my boots?

I notice most of the ranchers around here

favor a plain leather look.

None of the trimmings, you know?

Hey, why are you even here?

Dick Duke doesn't need muscle to close a deal.

Dick Duke is the muscle.

My apologies, Mr. Duke.

It's just...

this Cole woman.

Her file is extraordinarily light,

especially for a woman of 80.

Listen, this Cole woman may be a colossal pain in my ass,

but she's old, and probably dying,

and poor.

There's no way

I don't close this deal.

If you think I need you to pull another Cooper job,

well, you are sadly mistaken,

you deranged cyborg!

I just wanna get a look at her.

♪ I'm a chemical reactor ♪

♪ A bullet train comin' at ya ♪

♪ Make way for the master ♪

♪ I'm a champion ♪

♪ Make way for the master ♪

♪ 100 A-one I'm a champion ♪

Is that a...?

Bull elk.

Your husband was a hunter.

Nope.

Huh.

Well...

Appreciate you taking the time, Ms. Cole.

Who's the quarterback?

Oh, this is, uh, Mr. Clay.

He's my, uh...

What was your title again, Mitch?

Director of Special Projects.

Am I a special project now?

No.

Ms. Cole...

Ellen, if I may.

I don't need to tell you

what an incredible property this is.

In fact, I think it's the prime location

in a peach of a town.

Now, this is a...

fine house,

but that view out there is just begging to be shared.

This tract would be the centerpiece

of my entire resort.

18th hole right here where we're sitting.

Five-star bar and grill,

and, of course, you'd have a lifetime VIP membership.

I don't have much use

for a lifetime membership of anything.

Is this your, uh... granddaughter?

No.

How do you all take your coffee?

Cream and two sugars, sweetheart.

She's not your sweetheart.

Hmm.

I'm gonna make you a proposal,

but first things first.

You can have your pick

of the available properties at Duke Estates,

that's our housing development.

I know what it is.

It's a retirement village.

With state-of-the-art facilities.

I mean,

you got a real charming house here,

rustic,

but you don't even have

full wheelchair access, now, do you?

Pound cake was first-rate, by the way...

Actually, I will take that coffee.

This...

is my final offer.

I think you're gonna like it.

I suppose you think

everything has a price,

Mr. Duke,

but this is my home,

and as long as I'm still breathing,

it is not for sale

at any price.

Aren't you even gonna look?

I don't want your money...

and I've no one to leave it to who does.

It should be obvious that I don't have long to live,

so I have a proposal.

When I'm gone,

you can spread my ashes up your 18th hole.

It's not that simple.

Resort's due to open next summer.

There are business imperatives.

So you need me dead by Christmas?

We should eat.

Motherfucking shit-stained

son of a fuck!

That old sack of peanut dust

is gonna ruin everything I've worked for!

I want her off that property.

Don't tell me how.

I don't want to know.

Are you even listening?!

Might not be that easy.

What the shit are you talking about?

She's two raisins stacked on top of each other!

How much of a problem can she possibly be?

Hey, Ellen?

Come on in.

Take it.

Ellen...

What is this?

For cooking.

I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything.

I know you mean to be on the road.

These things make sense.

Be safe,

be smart.

Okay.

What are you gonna do?

You just...

just gonna ride it out?

Yeah.

It's been like that for a long while now.

Don't you...

Don't you ever get lonely?

Don't you worry about me.

I'm alone. I'm not lonely.

Know what the deadliest creature in the world is?

The what?

The fuck should I know, Kyle?

Mosquitoes.

Mosquitoes?

Yup.

'Cause of all the diseases.

Shut up.

I swear to God, Kyle.

God!

Don't shine it in my face like that.

- Don't shine it in my face... - Don't shine it in my face!

Oh, my god, I hate your face!

What the hell?

Skanky old bitch is a goddamn narco.

Keep your voice down, man. Jeez...

Ah, she probably takes her hearing aids out at night.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Go.

Holy shit, it's open.

Here we go.

Time for Gam-Gam to take a little tumble.

Whatever that means.

Now, what do we have here?

I think it's Bruce Lee on this sweater!

Okay, don't... Keep your voice down, man.

I'm working here.

- The Chinese guy! - Jesus...

Where are you, bitch?

God, I hate this bitch...

What are you doing up there?

Shh! Shut your mouth...

You shut up, you shut up...

I thought I heard something!

God...

Not too bright, are you?

Oh, fuck! Fuck!

Duane!

- You okay, man? - Oh, god. Fuck.

What happened to you?

What are you doing down there? You okay?

You.

Oh, shit. Fuck.

Come here, bitch!

No...

Boo.

Abby!

Why was there a gun

under th...

If he dies,

we say that I shot him.

Do you understand?

But you didn't.

You didn't. You can't.

Why don't you just... give me that?

This is not something you want to get used to.

Ellen...

who the hell were these guys?

Let's go find out.

It's the assholes from the gas station.

Duke's men.

What the fuck would they be doing here?

What happened?

What happened? I just got shot!

That's what happened!

The Cole woman?

No, man, Cochrane's kid!

Where's McCrea?

You never said anything about the girl being there, man!

I mean, she really complicated shit!

I'm not gonna ask again.

He's incapacitated.

You know, all I asked was, uh...

she break a hip.

You know,

make it look accidental,

scare her,

get her off the goddamn property,

and you two clowns

start a gunfight.

Yeah.

I should never have hired local.

So, what do you wanna do, then?

Right now, I want to lay you in the road

and let off my parking brake.

Do you have a better idea?

You wanna hear something really crazy?

Keep moving, shithead.

Oh, Christ.

Okay, dust for prints, get back to me.

I have not seen so many goddamn troublemakers

in one space

since Kuwait.

Just defending my property, Chief.

I believe that's my right.

It is, and I do admire your moxie, Ellen.

Okay, so, you got into

some kind of disagreement with the McCrea kid

at the gas station, is that correct?

Yeah, him and that other asshole.

Kyle Burr, I'll bet.

Right. Those two stick together

like gum on a cold sidewalk.

Chief...

A dozen plants, just like you said.

You're kidding me.

Well, seems like we have ourselves

a complicating factor, Ellen.

I don't believe that's relevant.

Officer Wu says

you have 12 flowering plants in the barn,

and at least a pound, or more, of cured bud.

It's for personal consumption.

- Is that so? - Mm-hmm.

Anything over four plants is illegal

and a felony in the state of Montana.

She's a sick old lady. It's her medicine!

As for you, Miss Cochrane,

as much as it pains me,

I'm afraid I'm gonna have to ask you to stay in town,

seeing as you are, after all, a witness

in now two ongoing police investigations.

Let me get this straight.

Two masked men

break into my home

in the middle of the night,

and I'm the one being brought in?

I think you'd better examine your priorities, Chief.

- My priorities? - Yes.

You got one thing right, I am the Chief,

and I would appreciate it if you don't tell me

how to keep the peace around here.

Officer Dhar,

please escort Ellen to the back seat of the cruiser.

Is this really necessary, Chief?

Do you have a problem upholding the law, Deputy?

One in custody...

Jesus.

This is some Doomsday prep per shit.

Fuck it.

Holy shit.

Whoa!

These are badass, Ms. Cole.

We should share artists some day.

Jesus Christ, Torres.

What?

Us stigmatophiles share a common soul.

Swifties for life, right?

Whoa.

How's the nose, shithead?

You know that shack of yours?

Sure be a shame if something happened to it.

I think we both know what would happen to you

if you touch that house.

Okay, get a room, you two.

Come on.

You get cold, wave at the camera,

we'll bring a blanket.

Winston.

Why did you let that asshole out

while I'm still behind bars?

Because that's the law, Ellen.

He made bail.

Did you know that shithead just threatened my home?

Hmm?

What are you gonna do about it?

I ain't gonna do shit about it,

'cause he ain't gonna do shit.

He's a dumb kid.

He's pissed off 'cause an old lady laid him out.

A dumb kid who works for Duke.

Don't you think that's just

a little too much of a coincidence?

A lot of people work for Duke, Ellen.

Including you?

That's enough of that.

Look, we found enough weed in your barn

to charge you with "intent to distribute."

That's federal.

You got that?

So now you're wasting taxpayer money prosecuting?

I'll be dead before jury selection.

Jesus...

Wait!

I want to be clear.

You do not intend to do anything

to protect my property?

No, Ellen, I do not.

Final word?

Goddamn you, woman.

Final word.

Ho-ho, baby!

Oh, hell yeah.

Time to teach Indiana Bones a lesson, huh?

Yeah, the Temple of Boom.

Oh-ho-ho!

There you go, Kyle.

- Yeah, you like that one? - There ya go!

Let's go!

What are you doing?

Oh...

Every little birdie with a broken wing,

huh, Dhar?

You know,

if you're so fucking concerned,

why don't you go in there

and give her a little mouth-to-mouth, huh?

Fuck.

Ms. Cole?

I brought this from your house.

I hope you don't mind.

Ms. Cole? Ms. Cole?

Ms. Cole?

Ms. Cole? Hey, Ms. Cole!

Ms. Cole!

Oh...

Oh, thank God, I...

I thought you were dead.

Not yet.

You tell your chief...

if he won't protect my property,

I will.

Hey, Henry, how'd it go with the old lady, huh?

Oh! Sweet Jesus! Okay, okay, okay!

My bowling hand! Ow! Oh, god, that hurts!

Oh, my god! Okay, okay...

What the fuck?

Open the door, Joan! Open the fucking door!

Oh, shit.

Take it easy, Ellen, take it easy!

Okay! Okay, okay, it's open, it's open.

Holy fuck!

Ow, fuck!

Not gonna happen, Cole!

Jesus!

Aah!

- Thanks. - Ma'am.

Ellen!

Ellen, we need to talk...

You should probably go now.

What are you talking... Go where? Why?

They'll be here soon.

Take the truck.

Wherever you want.

California.

Wait.

Who will be here soon?

Who do you think?

Ellen, this is fucking crazy.

It's not crazy to try to protect your house

from greedy assholes!

From Duke?

What does that have to do with... with...

With the police, Ellen?

Long story.

Not yours.

Time to go.

Okay, what exactly is your plan here, then?

I don't need a plan.

They need a plan.

They can't destroy my house with me in it.

You've seen my larder.

I'll die of lung disease

before I die of malnutrition.

Well, I've seen way more than just your larder.

Then you know I'm going to be okay.

What in God's name were you thinking?

Sir, she's an 80-year-old woman. I...

You see, that is the problem right there.

You cut that shit out!

It is us versus them,

and "them" is anyone without a badge.

Do you understand that?

Everybody's got a fucking sob story.

You fall for every one of them,

you're gonna crash and burn.

Um... Chief?

I can see, Deputy.

Goddammit, woman.

I guess I'm gonna have to go up there

and make you see some sense.

She could be armed.

Ya think?

Let me see your hands, Ellen.

I don't know what you hope to achieve,

out-smarting my most soft-hearted officer,

but I can assure you,

it will not happen again.

You always seemed so proud of your badge, Chief.

I'm surprised you sold it so cheap.

Shut your goddamn pie-hole.

Oh, I think you mean,

"You have the right to remain silent."

You can slap me with a fine for the pot,

but you are not getting me out of my house.

Now, if you don't mind,

you and your officers can vacate my property,

either quietly,

or kicking and screaming.

Ellen...

it's way beyond that, and you know it is.

Stop this.

Kicking and screaming it is, then.

Do not take another step,

or I will blow your ancient ass to kingdom come!

Did you say you were in Kuwait?

Yeah. What of it?

Let me guess.

Motor pool.

- Oh, boy. - Holy shit.

Take a deep breath, Chief.

I have been firm

but fair,

but if you try to come into my house again uninvited,

I might not be so nice.

Who the hell do you think you are?

Who do you think I am, Bill?

Now get the fuck off my lawn!

Shit, Chief, you okay?

What the fuck was that?

What the hell you people doing standing around?

You need first aid?

You go with Floyd, and you break out the big guns.

That's what I'm talking about. Whoo!

Time to teach Grandma a lesson.

Chief, are you sure we should be

aggravating the situation?

Henry, I would kindly ask you

to shut your damn mouth.

The woman already put you on your back.

Who's aggravating here?

Abby is still in that house.

You don't want her to get caught in the crossfire, do you?

Henry.

Abigail.

Tell her I'm not armed.

I just came to talk.

What about?

What about?

You.

You need to get out of here, Abigail.

You've done nothing wrong.

- Henry... - Give yourself up.

I'm gonna stay, okay?

I'm worried about

what they might try to do to Ellen here.

What are you talking about?

They're not gonna hurt an 80-year-old lady.

Wouldn't they, though?

What's that?

I spent the last five years

thinking my dad was crazy, okay?

He had the entire trailer filled with maps,

all marked up.

Scrapbooks full of conspiracy theories.

Abby, come on, now.

What does this have to do with anything?

Ellen, this is your house right here, okay?

This all around it

is Duke's property.

Is now.

Used to be ranches.

Exactly. This right here,

where he's building the, um,

the hotel and the clubhouse, that used to be...

That was the Cooper Ranch.

Right.

I mean, Dad said their place burned down.

Sure did. In a brush fire.

There was no brush fire. Somebody set it on fire.

That is pure conjecture, Ms. Cole.

Okay, okay, but they sold up afterwards, right?

Okay, now, this...

this is the golf course now.

Used to be the Taylor Ranch.

Carl Taylor, yeah.

An awful business.

I mean, he lost his entire herd to botulism,

and then...

shot himself, and his dog.

Botulism?

It's a wasting disease.

The cattle get it from bird carcasses.

I mean, is that even common?

Now, look, if you're suggesting

that somehow...

I mean...

Mr. Duke brought a lot of investment

into Bighorn Ridge.

Dad has always said

that that man's money turned this whole town crooked.

I-I just never listened to him.

Your Dad was, uh...

troubled, but...

he was a good man.

You know, it was clear

he loved this place more than most.

I couldn't believe it when I got that call

they'd found him on the dam.

What are you talking about?

They... the police told me you found the body.

Uh, well, that's not...

strictly speaking, accurate.

I was just the first officer on the scene.

Yeah, well, then who found him, then?

Well, it was, um...

Oh, shit.

It was some guys from Duke's security team.

Right on time.

What are you doing?

Clay, what the hell?

How is this gonna look, you showing up here?

This is a police matter.

I think you and I both know

getting her off the property

isn't going to matter anymore.

Whoever this old bag is,

she isn't going to be intimidated into selling.

This is an 80-year-old woman who's dying.

You know the timeline.

You know what Mr. Duke is dealing with.

You know what'll happen

if Mr. Duke doesn't get what he wants.

Now,

are you going to let me do my job,

or are we going to have to call him?

What about the girl?

What about her?

Christ almighty.

At least let me get my man out of there.

By all means.

You have three minutes.

You little prick.

Those are Duke's men.

It's your last chance to leave.

Those men aren't law enforcement.

They... they can't just...

They will,

and your Chief of Police

will do nothing to stop them.

So what, you're just gonna try and fight 'em all off?

I'm not asking either of you to come with me.

Jesus Christ. Abby, come on, let me get you out of here.

No.

I said I'm staying.

Officer Dhar?

Chief? Sir?

It's good to hear your voice, sir.

Status report, son.

Um...

The, uh, the Cole lady isn't budging, and, um...

neither is Ms. Cochrane.

None of that matters now, son.

I just need you to come outside.

Uh, what do you mean, sir?

Henry, listen to me.

You're a good boy,

and I want you to do what you're told.

Come out of the house now.

Yeah, uh...

I don't understand, sir.

What's gonna happen?

What are Duke's men doing here?

Goddammit, Dhar, get out of that house now!

That's an order!

No.

Sir, I...

I'm not leaving.

Sir?

Sir?

Hey...

you okay?

There has to be some sort of mistake.

Mr. Winston wouldn't just send those Duke men in here,

not if he knew what they'd done.

Jesus Christ, Henry.

You cannot still think Winston's one of the good guys.

He left you for dead, Henry.

He's left all of us for dead.

No. No, he won't let that happen, Abby.

He won't let it happen.

I just need to talk to him.

I just need to get him back on the radio,

I just need to...

Ellen, what the fuck?

He's a sweet boy, but he's a liability.

You just really enjoy hitting cops,

don't you, Ellen?

What? Really?

Crossfire.

Can't leave him up here.

Jesus, Henry.

Lay off the Twinkies.

Tie him up.

If we get out of here alive,

you're gonna talk to me about all this, right?

Sure.

If we get out of here alive.

Sorry.

This for your own good.

What are you talking about? What's for my own good?

Ellen.

Ellen!

Ellen!

Open the goddamn door!

Clay...

you're gonna wanna hear this.

Officer Torres ran a background check

on Ms. Cole.

She moved to Bighorn Ridge in '99.

Property was bought in her husband's name,

Avery Cole.

He was an engineer.

Built oil and gas pipelines in Northern Ukraine.

Built the house, too.

But on her?

There's nothing.

No prior address,

no tax returns, nothing.

They were married overseas, so...

Goddammit, Ellen.

Take your team around the property line.

Wait for my signal.

Sir, they found something.

You remember those tattoos we found on her

when we booked her?

Yeah, what about 'em?

I had Torres ask his FBI buddy about them.

Database says,

and you're not gonna believe this,

it means "Sword and Shield"

in Russian.

"Sword and Shield"?

Apparently

"Sword and Shield" is a nickname...

for the KGB.

Wu, speak English. What does that mean exactly?

It means...

she used to kill people,

professionally...

and that somehow,

she's still alive well into her 70s.

Sweet Mary and Joseph.

McCrea, you there?

Uh, yes, sir, Mr. Clay, we're in position.

All well.

Ellen, open the goddamn door!

Let's not take any chances.

Bring the car in.

Go! Go!

No!

There, at the window.

Ellen?

Ellen!

We're sitting ducks out here, man!

Shit!

No...

No fucking way.

Everybody at the same time.

Flush her out.

Three,

two,

one!

Rocky Mountain Oysters...

Go, go, go!

Shit!

Ooh...

Damn!

Oh, bitch...

Ellen!

Ellen!

Ellen!

Anything?

Negative.

Main floor is clear.

Living room's clear.

Where the fuck is this bitch?

We're looking.

Maldita vieja.

Front room. Baker Team, move in.

Baker Team, on me!

Baker Team, go, go, go!

Ah! No, no...

Please, please...

I have a cat!

- Abby, what's going on? - Shit!

Henry...

They're here.

- Who's here? - Duke's men.

Quick, help me up.

Target is in west hallway!

It's not working.

Fuck.

Fuck!

Abby!

Fuck!

Bitch.

Vital organs?

Flesh wound.

One of the perks of getting a titanium hip replacement.

I'll bet you were a machine in your prime.

Well, now the time's come to break you up for scraps.

Any last requests?

Aim for the head.

What?

I'm not talking to you.

Chief Winston...

you there?

This is Chief Winston.

Ellen says to tell Mr. Duke...

What? Tell him what?

That if he really wanted to kill her,

he should've just sent a lawyer to bore her to death.

I hope you've got a defibrillator handy,

because Grandma's heart is about to give out over here.

I got the heart of a 20-year-old.

It's my lungs that are the problem.

What I wanna know is...

why does Mr. Duke want you to kill me now...

when the COPD is going to do it in less than a year?

Take off his shoes and socks.

Hmm. Well, I hate to spoil your night,

but I don't get paid to have my toenails pulled anymore.

One of the perks of the private sector.

Sorry, I was really looking forward to that.

I bet you were.

Did you know

that you've been bunking

with a professional killer?

Because that's what she is.

Got it literally written all over her.

I'm retired.

Hmm.

You didn't answer my question.

Well, Duke is leveraged to his last nickel.

Owes some bad people a lot of money,

and I don't mean Wells Fargo.

If he can finish building the resort by...

next summer season,

he'll be back on track,

and he's selling country club memberships

with the view from your back porch.

He needs you gone now.

Why work for a guy like that?

He has a better health plan than the VA.

Why do you think?

Did Duke have my dad killed?

So, what's your plan here?

Place is still surrounded.

What, you ain't hear me?

You're never getting out of here alive.

Your ears ain't working now?

You know, I, um...

I get it.

This place, it means something to you...

But is it worth knowing

that these two...

Abby.

Are going to die now because of it...

Did you kill him?

And besides... - Answer the question.

You should have known better.

Abigail.

People like you and me,

we don't get to have these sort of things,

happily ever afters.

Answer the fucking question!

Abigail.

Hmm? Grandma?

Medication...

Medication.

Oh, shit. Ellen...

Oh, my god, come on, come on, come on.

It's okay, I got this.

Yeah...

There you go.

Better?

How does it feel,

knowing that...

your boss

gave you up for dead?

I mean, it took him less than a minute

to decide that, too,

for you and the girl.

Which one is it?

You really have taken a shine to her, haven't you?

Hmm?

Pretty, little...

young...

thing.

Aren't you glad I stuck around?

Listen,

when the time comes...

since she's innocent...

I promise to make it

as long...

and drawn out as possible,

and that she feels

every second...

Shut your mouth! You're not gonna touch her!

Aah!

Go.

Oh, my god.

Oh, no.

Henry...

I'm sorry, Abby.

You move, I bleed him like a pig.

I actually thought you might take the shot.

The time comes for all of us, I guess.

You.

Gun.

Secure the perimeter.

Nobody leaves.

Ellen...

Ellen...

Ellen, listen to me.

Hey, look at me.

We have to go.

We have to go!

We gotta get out of here, come on.

Ellen...

what do we do?

Ellen, wait.

Radio.

Any movement?

Negative.

Nothing on the back of the house.

Nobody move.

Wait for the fire to die out.

We should go.

Go get your men to search for bodies.

You gotta be kidding me.

No.

Do it.

You think she's okay?

I don't know.

I wonder where she's taking us.

I don't know.

What are we gonna do?

I don't know, Henry!

Get in.

I'd never had a home before.

I was picked up off the streets

when I was little.

They trained me.

Who trained you?

To do what?

Kill.

How'd you end up in Bighorn Ridge?

Avery.

We built a beautiful home.

It's all gone.

Ellen, I'm...

I'm so sorry.

Rest, Ellen.

What do we do now?

I don't know, but...

we can't show our faces in Bighorn anymore.

It's too dangerous.

I can't believe that spray-on piece of shit

is gonna win...

again.

Just like he did the Taylors,

the Coopers,

my dad.

There's not a lot we can do, Abby.

We can't fight 'em all.

I mean, I-I could take it to State,

but we don't have any proof.

They'd laugh in my face.

Yeah, we don't.

But my dad might.

My dad had been gathering evidence for years.

I mean, he must have found something.

God...

Jesus.

Um, I'll start over there.

Fuck.

Your dad sure was, um...

comprehensive.

Yeah.

About some things.

Dad wasn't so bad, I guess.

Oh, my god...

I think this is it.

Whoa...

These are shipping labels.

Where did he find these?

Clostridium botulinum.

Wait, is that what I think that is?

You have got to be kidding me.

Duke had the Taylor cows poisoned.

Is this enough?

Yes, I believe it is.

Over the lips and through the nose.

Bye-bye, brain cells, here it goes.

Dickie!

I got Mr. K on Line Two!

Hold that thought, darlin'.

Dimitri!

What the fuck

do you want, Mister Duke?

It's all taken care of, just like I said it would be.

Yeah, that eight-day-old ham sandwich

has been taken out back

and relieved of its misery,

and with next to no collateral damage,

so we are all good, man.

You can call off your men,

and we can celebrate.

You have made these assurances before.

I did,

and that was my mistake,

and it won't happen again.

No, it won't.

My boss is tired of all the fuck-ups.

You will give these signed papers to my men

in person.

No, no, no, no, no. No need.

In person.

I've been here before, you know.

I think your dad was trying to be kind

after Avery passed.

I spent the last few years hating my dad.

Embarrassed by him.

Ignoring him,

or putting him down like everybody else...

and now I find out he was right all along.

That he wasn't crazy.

That Duke really was behind all of this.

He was right about everything.

This is exactly what I needed.

I needed the space.

I needed the air.

I needed...

the sound of the water.

I needed that stupid fucking birdsong.

Then that asshole took it all away.

Would you like it back?

Your creek?

Find me those bodies yet?

You're not gonna love this.

The boys may have found something

in the basement.

What do you mean?

What did they find?

It looks like some kind of structure.

We're clearing it out now...

and there's this hatch.

What is this?

Landscaping.

I can walk you through it,

but you're gonna have to do it on your own.

Why?

What are you gonna do?

They took something from me too.

I told the Staties we'd meet them at the station.

No need for Lil and the kids to see you getting cuffed.

Thank you.

Get everyone up.

We got incoming.

Sir?

The old lady, she's still alive.

Do not take her for granted.

Shoot on sight.

Don't you know to knock?

I told ya, I don't like to be interrupted

during the Rose Ceremony!

I know, I know, Mr. Duke.

I'm sorry.

Um, Mr. Clay just called,

and he basically said...

What?

What'd he say that's so goddamn important?

She's-she's coming.

"She."

Who is she?

The Cole woman, sir.

Ellen?

She's alive?

Yes, sir.

And she's coming here?

Yes, sir.

We have a breach, we have a breach...

Hawkins!

Hawkins! Come in, Hawkins!

Possible man down!

Converge on the main floor!

Protect the package!

Mac?

Mac!

Report! Report, goddammit!

Mac!

Fire!

Is there any way out of here?

No, you dipshit.

That's the whole point!

No one's gonna be able to get through them.

Cease fire! Cease fire! Cease fire!

You're even dumber than your daddy!

A lot tougher to kill, though.

I'll give you that.

It was you, then?

Killed my dad?

Scene of the crime, baby!

And what the hell's that?

I'm gonna blow this dam to pieces.

You ain't no suicide bomber, Cochrane.

Test me.

Ooh! You scared?

- Are you? - No.

Whoo!

Oh, no, are you okay?

What's the matter, huh?

Not so tough without your grandma, now, are ya?

You know what, bitch?

What?

I can take care of myself.

Just get in here. Just get in here.

What, the closet? That's your fucking plan...

Mr. Duke, this is the safest way, okay?

Take this.

Okay?

And just try to stay quiet.

Okay...

I am...

mosquito.

Help, help...

Are you finished?

I don't understand.

You could've just taken the money,

and none of this shit would've happened.

And you could have left me alone

to die in my own time.

How many homes do you have...

Duke?

Like, s...

six?

I had one.

Are you really gonna kill me?

Oh, no.

You're already done.

Then why the fuck are you here?

For him.

Is he dead?

No.

Good.

I don't get paid otherwise.

Can't take it with you when you're dead.

You must have been something back in the day.

Back in the day?

Oh, honey.

I am still standing.

You know it wasn't personal.

You made it personal when you burned down my house.

Well...

shit.

What do you say we settle this like men?

You know what I mean.

Seen that one before.

Ow!

Oh!

Die, you motherfucker!

Get up.

Okay.

It's cold.

Where are we going?

Stop.

Look, you got what you wanted.

Clay's dead, the asshole.

What do you want from me?

Do you know Bobby Cochrane?

Who?

He used to go fly-fishing with his daughter

right in this creek...

when there was a creek.

What the hell are you talking about?

I've lived a long life.

I've met a lot of people.

I didn't always enjoy what I was doing,

or who I was doing it to...

but sometimes...

it feels real good.

What do you got, Alzheimer's?

I don't know what you're talking about!

Abby says hi.

Who the fuck is Abby?!

Oh, Mommy!

Oh, no...

My dam! My beautiful dam!

You bitch!

You crazy fucking bitch!

What the living shit are you looking at,

you crazy hag?

What?!

What? Who the fuck is this?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Who the fuck is this?

This is fantastic!

This is the dude!

Get her!

She's the one fucking everything up!

No one gets me!

You understand?

I'm the winner!

Go with God.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,

why are you looking at me like that?

Wh-what the hell's going on here?

You should be shooting her!

Get her! Kill her!

Cap her fucking ass!

I love you, Dad.

Morning, Chief.

Abigail.

Ms. Cole's medicine.

Why, thank you, Henry.

Oh, and, uh, this is for you.

It's, um, Yippee-Ki-Yay?

Right?

So, uh, when do you think you'll be back?

Uh, I'm... I'm not entirely sure.

Why do you ask?

Oh, I-I was, uh...

Um...

I'll call you from the road.

Yeah?

I'd like that.

You all set?

All set.

Okay. Where to first?

Machu Picchu.

Peru, here we come.

♪ Body may be weak ♪

♪ But my spirit's still on fire ♪

♪ The river may run deep ♪

♪ But my sights are set much higher ♪

♪ No time to rest ♪

♪ No soul to save ♪

♪ I'll take it easy when I'm in the grave ♪

♪ Oh, my mama prayed so hard ♪

♪ Saw angels all around ♪

♪ But faith is for the faithful ♪

♪ And I ain't never slowing down ♪

♪ There's no time to rest ♪

♪ No soul to save ♪

♪ I'll take it easy when I'm in the grave ♪

♪ No time to rest ♪

♪ No soul to save ♪

♪ I'll take it easy when I'm in the grave ♪