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We should say goodbye to your mother.

She's not here, Dad.

Daddy doesn't pray anymore

Thanks for doing this.

You're a good boy, son.

Guess he's finished talking to the Lord

He used to fold his hands

And bow his head down to the floor

But Daddy doesn't pray anymore

I remember even when the times were bad

He'd thank Jesus for everything he had

For a good wife and three children

And the food upon our plates

Everything was right and he said grace

Daddy doesn't pray anymore

Don't let them take it away from you, son.

Not a goddamn inch.

And bow his head down to the floor

Daddy doesn't pray anymore

I'm gonna miss you.

No, you won't.

You'll miss who I was a long time ago.

Odds are, I was never who you thought I was anyway.

And when you get my age,

only thing you miss is being young.

A chance to do it all over.

See that look of wonder in your grandchildren's eyes.

The look in your eyes when you was a kid.

I'm gonna miss all this.

I miss... I miss your mother.

And your brother, goddammit.

Guess I miss more than I thought.

I'm tired of talkin', son.

Only took 90 years.

Hey.

Come on.

It's alright. It's just the whiskey.

Just the whiskey.

You thought nobody ever knew.

Knew what, Dad?

Sneak in every night, steal a cookie.

And you thought nobody ever knew.

I knew.

I guess he's finally walking with the Lord

He used to fold his hands

And bow his head down to the floor

Daddy doesn't pray anymore

My whole life is just a long

series of losing things I love.

But I'm not gonna lose this one, Rip.

Not this one.

It's 5:47. All quiet out here. You should get some sleep.

I'm not paying you

for your fucking opinion on my sleep habits.

Argh!

Argh!

Wait.

I have every right to be here.

I have every right.

I have a right.

This is America.

Okay.

What do we do?

First I...

I need you clean of this, Beth.

No one's clean of this.

You can't know what we do, honey,

and Tate's gotta come home to something.

Give me this, please.

What he's doing is irrational.

He's not considering consequences.

Maybe it's from arrogance or...

"Why" doesn't matter.

This is going to be the end of us.

But we're going to do it anyway.

Believe me now?

Now what?

Now you choose sides.

They've got me over a fucking barrel, John.

I understand, Donnie, but they have my grandson.

Fuck. Look, I can't clean this up.

How do we hide this?

You trust me every step of the way.

They are never gonna tell you where...

Yes, they will.

- Choose, Donnie. - There's no hiding this.

This isn't what you'll have to hide.

How long can you keep it quiet?

A day, tops.

Tops.

What kind of security do the Becks have?

They use off-duty officers. Rent them through the department.

Are those officers your friends?

They're my cousins.

You tell them to stand down.

- John, I gotta... - Donnie, I...

I don't have time to play this game with you, Donnie.

- Have 'em stand down. - All right. All right. Okay.

If you're going to do this, John,

you gotta do it right.

You gotta make it about cattle. You gotta get a warrant.

It's the only way for you to control the narrative here.

Fair enough.

No, I can see it coming through now, Mitch. Thanks.

Yeah.

Kayce.

Don't worry, Dad.

This is about the only thing I'm good at.

I'm going to get him back.

I will not face this world without him.

You understand me?

I'm gonna get him back.

After you do, I want you to promise me something.

Okay.

Promise me you'll kill them.

I'm gonna kill them both.

I promise.

My brother's still there.

Sir?

Yeah, pull over. See what they want.

Morning.

Is my tail light out?

No, tail lights are good.

You know this isn't your kind of game, Donnie.

Too many skeletons in your closet.

Pop the trunk for me, please.

Do you really think I'm that fucking stupid, Donnie?

This thing needs to come to a peaceful resolution, Malcolm.

And soon, it's the only...

This thing is just going to bring it down for everybody.

You just called me by my first name.

Who the fuck do you think you are?

You wanna know what I wish for, Donnie?

I wish to God that you had children.

Now go fuck off. Let's go.

You have a good day.

Motherf...

Fuck. Shit.

You've reached Teal. Leave a message.

Get out of the house. Go to Great Falls.

The Sheriff isn't our friend anymore.

The boy's not with Malcolm, John.

And you better keep your word to me here,

or I'm a fucking dead man.

Yes?

John Dutton is on line one.

Things aren't going well, I hear.

No.

I heard from Monica's grandfather

It's always the innocent who pay most dearly

for the things we men do.

I recommend staying on the reservation until this is done.

He got Dan. He'll try to get you too.

You more than anyone.

I'm ready for that.

I'm sending you someone.

If you're doing what I think you're doing, you'll need him.

And that lets you know where I stand.

On this, I stand with you.

Thank you.

I hope you find him, John.

And I hope he's safe.

Yeah, so do I.

Do it.

How many in the house?

Just him. As far as we know.

I need to see the warrant.

All right.

Where's my son?

Where is he?

I don't know.

Stop! Stop!

There's a lot of stuff I can shoot before you die.

The Montana Free Militia.

They're who we used. They got him.

Where do they camp?

Base of the Crazies.

The Crazy... Crazy Mountains.

You ever been up there?

Yeah. Up... Up 284.

Just before Diamond City. There's...

There's a little beat up house

behind a bunch of junkers.

Oh, fuck!

Oh, oh.

Oh! Oh, man. I'm shot to shit.

Don't you know about my family?

You didn't think we'd fight back?

No.

Nobody ever fights back.

Until now.

Oh, please. Please.

Not on the toilet.

I don't want to die on a fucking toilet.

I promised my wife I'd kill you.

All a man has is his word.

Okay, good.

You're okay, though, right?

Thank God. Come home.

What did he say?

You need to make an amendment to the trust, Beth.

Read this. Then do what it asks.

I know who loves me.

I know who's loyal.

I always have.

What does it say?

None of your fucking business.

Come on, boy.

All right, it's your turn now.

Come on, boy, come on.

Feel kind of silly, feeding animals today.

I should be helping.

No matter what we're going through, they still gotta eat.

What's going on, Beth?

Walk with me.

You know we have horses, right, Beth?

Just... All right...

What are we doing?

I'm going to read to you.

Okay.

"My great grandfather had a dream.

"All of his sons on the same road.

"The same ranch.

"Working toward the same goal.

"That dream survived 100 years.

"Until me. With me it died.

"I didn't have enough sons.

"They just kept dying or quitting.

"Then one day, not too long ago,

"I realized that I have enough sons after all."

I don't understand, Beth.

He's saying it's yours.

Mine.

Yours.

Well, there's no accounting for taste.

But I guess it's the thought that counts.

Will you read the, um...

The end of his letter again?

"They just kept dying or quitting.

"Then, one day, not too long ago,

"I realized I have enough sons after all."

He called me his son.

Yeah, baby.

He sure did.

I was sent here to help.

Go get Rip.

I can't risk you, son.

What do you know, Kayce?

He's with a militia. In the Crazies.

We don't have any time.

How can I help?

It's a big ask.

Can't attack a fortified position

without knowing the strength of our enemy.

In Afghanistan, we'd send an armored vehicle into ambushes,

draw fire to know how many we were fighting.

We don't have any armored vehicles...

I'd do it myself, but...

I know. I'll draw your fire.

You don't want a rifle?

I'm best with my pistol.

Pistol won't pierce armor.

I won't be aiming at their chest.

Got any more of that?

Uh-uh.

So he sees danger.

So he is sure-footed.

So the bullets bounce off.

So he moves fast.

You sure you don't wanna draw on me some?

Won't work on you.

Yeah, I figured.

You know, of all the days to ask this of you

I'm sorry it's today.

I can't think of a better day for it, sir.

I'll be covering you on your right.

Yes, sir.

Let's get in place.

You think they got night vision?

Yeah, and thermal. You can bet on it.

I love you.

Livestock! Drop your weapons!

Come on!

Whoa.

Livestock Police! Drop your weapon!

Down! On the ground, now!

Get the fuck down!

Livestock Police! Down on the ground!

All the way! All the way down!

Where's my son?

Do you know where my son is?

I sure do.

No!

Fuck.

Hey!

Stop!

Argh!

Argh!

You deserve a lot worse than this.

God! Fucking cocksucker!

There you go.

Get it all out, you son of a bitch.

Tell me where my grandson is,

and I'll get you to the hospital.

You have my word.

Go on, scream.

Scream 'till whatever makes you want to hurt a child

to hurt me, leaves you.

If there's a heaven,

and I... I sure hope so...

This is your last chance to do something that just might get you in it.

You know, I think a lot about the ten-or-so years

I've got left before there's not much left

for me to do but sit around and reminisce.

You, on the other hand, have to cram a lifetime

of reminiscing in the next 30 minutes or so.

Or you can lay there and not telling me where he is will be your last thought.

Not whoever you may have loved

or your brother's ninth birthday. None of that shit.

Your entire lifetime's gonna be reduced to my grandson's face.

It's up to you, Malcolm.

What's he doing?

That's Jupiter, up there. The bright one.

Did you know that?

Carter Meads.

That's his name.

Whitefish, Montana. Whitefish, Montana.

I'll call for a chopper. Get you to the hospital.

I ain't gonna make it to a hospital.

- I gave you my word. - I won't hold you to it.

You want company or you want to be alone?

Alone.

I w... I wish we'd never met.

Yeah, I bet you do.

Tate!

Kayce, I need you to step back.

Give my guys a minute.

You don't want to see him like this, okay?

See him like what? No, no, no, no!

No! No!

We got a trauma specialist on the way.

Look at me. Look at me buddy, it's Daddy.

- No! - It's Daddy!

It's Daddy, hey.

Hey, hey, Tate.

Look at me. Look at me, buddy. Look at me.

Look at me. It's Daddy. It's Daddy. It's Daddy.

Are you okay, buddy?

I know you are. I know.

You're never far away, are you?

Nope. Never far.

We're going to lose this place, you know.

Maybe so.

I can't fucking wait.

What will you do?

Shit, I don't know.

Probably the same thing I'm doing here,

just somewhere else.

What about you, Beth?

What are you gonna do?

Sleep.

For a year.

Yeah.

Well, if you want some company.

You never know.

I will.

Your heart is on the loose

You rolled them sevens with nothing to lose

This ain't no place for the weary kind