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* dramatic music *

Rare earth

mineral site's on our river,

where our forefathers watered their horses.

There's a fentanyl deal going down today.

Place called the Zone of Death.

Two violent gangs, so

we've got to be dialed in.

that's a bomb.

Cover me.

Where's Kayce?

Duttons are all born

with the killer instinct.

You're not a killer, Kayce.

You're a protector.

* exciting music *

Ms. Turek, what can I do for you?

Shoe ran cold, Nate.

I need a stake to build back up.

Your marker's near $8,000.

Two more makes it an even ten.

You both know I'm good for it.

$2,000 for Ms. Turek.

* I do it to myself *

* menacing music *

* soaring, dynamic music *

***

* uplifting music *

Battling your own personal hurricane out here.

The stallion broke through the paddock wall

and two other fences this week.

Chip off the old block.

Found a horse even you can't tame.

Haven't had the time.

It's good to see you back on your feet, Chairman.

Yeah, well, I was put out to pasture long enough.

Still have enough energy to give your mustang there

a run for its money.

Oh, yeah?

Why don't you grab a hammer, make yourself useful?

Ah, I left my lunch pail on the rez.

Bomb didn't affect his sense of humor.

Maybe your memory, though.

Whoever attempted the assassination

swept their tracks.

Threat's still out there.

As is the threat to Broken Rock from the mine.

Set to break ground today.

Seems the government only knows how to cut red tape

when perpetuating inequity is on the line.

Something tells me you've got your counterpunch planned.

* slow, tense music *

How's your piya wiconi with the Marshals going?

New path has some familiar bumps.

Every day's a test.

Yeah.

And we need to get to ours.

-Good to see you. -You, too.

Later.

***

Hey, there he is.

Hey, you handling any more animal rescues out on East Camp?

I bet you had that chambered all weekend.

Well, man, I would've hit you with it sooner

if you'd ever return a text.

Ranching limits my screen time.

Yeah. Limits a lot of things.

-Oh, you got something to say? -Yeah, it's just kind of tough

to be all in all the time

if you're always spinning plates, man.

Well, I'm sorry I haven't mastered the art of sabotaging

my relationships and obligations like you have.

Why does it always feel like I've brought

a knife to a gunfight with you?

It just wouldn't hurt you

to try bonding with your teammates, Kayce.

You brought me here to crush skulls, not hold hands.

Y'all, stop.

* quirky music *

The hell's going on here?

Your deputies are turning our workspace

into a romper room.

Pull that trigger, see what happens.

Nine o'clock.

Don't.

Don't do it.

You know what?

Knock it off!

Smoke-checked.

My ass. I had you dead to rights if Cowboy didn't help you.

Cal, will you please remind them

their toys are for outside?

We're Marshals, not the fun police.

- How'd you sniff me out? - Probably that

skunk cabbage you call perfume.

Eh, Kayce's Spidey-senses

were legendary in the Teams.

Don't got to be a superhero to know

that Miles was about to get mudsucked.

All right, how would you have cleared the room?

In a way where I wouldn't end up dead.

You take the real estate, you hold it.

Well, considering I've nearly been killed twice

since Kayce showed,

CQB training might not hurt.

Evolve or die, right?

Yeah, it could be a good opportunity

to teach some frogman tactics.

Show 'em the way, Chief.

No, I got too many emails and paperwork, so...

-Oh. -...the floor is yours.

Have fun bonding with your team.

* ominous music *

***

Clear the road!

I'm moving earth today.

You guys need to move.

You're on reservation property,

putting you in no position to tell us what we need to do.

The highway was blown out. We got rerouted.

This is the only other way to the mine site.

The only place this road will take you to...

is a trespassing charge.

Best to go back

how you came, friend.

There's no chance these iron dogs can turn around here.

Well, then, they're our trucks now.

All right, on you, let's go.

* slow, tense music *

-Moving. -Move.

There you go.

- Didn't get mudsucked that time. - Exactly.

You take the real estate and you hold it.

Nice.

Yeah, and nobody got shot. That's encouraging.

Cowboy turned up the intensity.

You're gonna have to maintain that intensity,

because we got a situation on the rez.

That needs U.S. Marshals' help?

There's a standoff between rez and truckers

trying to get to that new mine.

-Groundbreaking's today. -Supposed to be.

There was an incident on 191 last night.

-What kind of incident? -The kind that puts a hole

in the highway, and now we got trucks and earthmovers

being diverted onto an access road

that crosses Broken Rock and the rez is claiming

that they're trespassing.

That's one way to slow down progress.

On top of that, bottleneck's got ranchers caught up in it

trying to get their livestock to auction today, so...

Well, that's money and food on their table.

I bet you they're knives out.

And that's why we've been asked

to clear the people from the scene.

* slow, tense music *

It's a part of our duty, y'all.

Come on. U.S. Marshals have stood against the mobs

for Freedom Riders and school integration.

Then went to Wounded Knee where they shot

half a million rounds at the Native activists

including women, children and elders.

I'm not here for that.

Our orders are to clear the locals, Miles.

I thought you'd be happy we're supporting the rez.

There's nothing to be happy about

when you're stepping into a 500-year-old conflict.

When the locals see the Feds siding with Broken Rock,

we're gonna be pouring gasoline on a fire.

Strap on the hard armor, y'all.

'Cause we're going into battle.

* slow, atmospheric music *

Feels scarier

squaring off with our neighbors than with gangs or militia.

Gonna make things weird for you at the club

when you've tear-gassed your tennis gals?

Let's hope the armor is enough show of force.

If not, less lethal gear comes out.

Take Cal's word we won't aim it at my tribe?

It's what he said.

Broken Rock's seen a lot of broken promises.

So, who blew up this road?

Someone from the rez? Your buddy the Chairman?

Lot of unnatural things happen in nature.

Yeah, but Rainwater can't really expect

he's gonna keep all that equipment.

They're just bargaining chips.

Not the first standoff like this for the Chairman. Right, Kayce?

Well, what was that one about?

Cattle. Kind of.

Kind of like how this is about trucks and the mine.

How did that one end?

Painfully.

150,000 square miles of nothing

and people still find a traffic jam.

Yeah, it's a bit more of a circus than expected.

Yeah, well, are we the ringmasters or the next act?

Miles, let's get eyes on that, that roadblock ahead,

start assessing the players.

Pilgrims in a strange land.

Suddenly, I'm your huckleberry.

Kayce Dutton.

Thank heaven you've arrived to get your rope around this mess.

Kayce here, he was one heck of a livestock agent.

He'll straighten this situation out,

just like his dad used to.

You need any extra muscle to drag these roadblocks off,

-you let us know. -Okay, thank you.

Awful popular for a recluse.

Yeah, give it a minute.

Ooh. Got eyes on a few

who look like they've already turned.

Randall Clegg.

Mad-dogging us hard.

Very armed, very angry.

That's the Clegg brand.

They've been in these parts as long as my family.

Yeah, without the money and the power.

Their family compound got a visit from ATF a few years back,

nearly went Ruby Ridge.

Local police give them a wide berth ever since.

Not wide enough.

You caused this, Dutton.

Empowering Rainwater by giving the Yellowstone away.

He forgot the rez's place on the totem pole in these parts.

I'm just here to do my job.

Giving away the family legacy for couch change?

Your father must be rolling in his grave.

Okay, you're impeding federal officers.

Family name doesn't carry water anymore,

so you got to hide behind a federal badge.

* tense, dramatic music *

How the mighty have fallen.

Still got a long way to go before I make it down to you.

You're in the way!

You sons of bitches are gonna cost me everything.

Feds are gonna toss you in cages.

Okay, y'all. That-that's it, y'all.

This is Broken Rock land.

And I need you to clear all these trespassers out of here.

They got to go. Come on. Get them out.

Come on, you got to go.

You're not gonna move them, I will!

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

-Stay back. -Get off of me!

-I got him. -Get off of me!

-Get off! -Get back to your truck.

Get back.

Come here again, and you're in cuffs. You understand?

That means you, too. Go, get lost!

Whose side are you on?

Broken Rock land.

All y'all out of here! Let's go!

Keep it moving.

That way.

Isabelle Turek?

Deputy Marshal Skinner.

I'd have changed my name, too.

Hey! Hey.

She's fine.

We got bigger problems to deal with. Come on.

Let's go.

I just need you back.

Let's go.

All we're doing's raising the temperature here.

Well, we don't choose what orders we follow.

Come on. Everybody, clear 'em out, y'all!

Get back. Back.

All I need you to do is keep--

Okay, these bullets are meant for us.

Help! She's been shot!

Okay. That's right. Keep breathing.

You're gonna be okay.

Kayce and I think the shots

came from the woods over there.

-We're on it. -Okay.

- Help's coming, sweetheart. - I don't understand

how this happened here.

It wasn't violent until you showed up.

* tense, dramatic music *

.308 rounds. Hide was here.

300-plus-yard shot. Guessing it was a hunting rifle.

Narrows it down to half the people on the site.

Okay, so they took a shot at us and then what?

Brush looks trampled that way.

-Look at what you caused here. -We were protecting our people.

Our? Marshal badge puts you on the wrong side of me.

Find a path for an ambulance.

Rez side is the only way in.

Can't come soon enough.

More broken brush.

I got eyes on. Move. Move.

* intense music *

U.S. Marshals. Stop where you are!

You should've gone back to your truck.

We did the impossible,

united the rez and the locals on something.

Despised by the people we risk our lives to defend.

You think folks hate us now?

Pray those girls pull through,

or we'll never be able to show our faces around here again.

Best thing we can do is bring that shooter to justice.

Who is it?

Don Moore, the cattleman who threw that first punch.

Trailer full of steer he couldn't get to market?

That's a costly hit.

Put him over the edge.

Do you think he was a lone wolf?

Tribal police are combing the area to be sure.

Andrea, get Don talking, okay?

See if he was the only active shooter,

and, Miles, I want you to flip his world, okay?

Get everything you got on him, all right?

Belle, you know what to do, get into ballistics.

What about the standoff?

* tense, dramatic music *

I don't see either side backing down.

Are you telling me this fight is just getting started?

Conflict began centuries ago.

Don't expect either side to give peace a chance.

Man, the longer I'm here, the less I understand this place.

Progress is a zero-sum game in these parts.

Gives me the Afghanistan vibes, you know?

It's not only the rez folk who are part of a tribe.

That's why things get bloody when they lock horns.

Yeah, and Rainwater laying claim to all this equipment?

That's gonna turn the skirmish into a war.

Please don't ask me to get in the middle of this.

Someone's got to get Rainwater to stand down.

Things have a tendency of escalating when I get involved.

Kayce, you're the only person I know who can bridge the gap

between the ranchers and the rez.

I'm realizing without my family and the Yellowstone,

-I'm an island, not a bridge. -Okay.

This thing escalates like you said, more people get hurt.

You gonna live with that?

* tense, dramatic music *

I'll see what I can do.

You couldn't stop running your mouth at the roadblock,

and now, you clam up?

Residue on your hands confirms that you fired a rifle.

So now, the only question is, will you be charged

with attempted manslaughter or murder?

I didn't shoot anybody.

Really?

Two young women fighting for their life, thanks to you.

Only 'cause you were a bad shot.

They weren't your targets, Marshals were.

You didn't like the side that we picked

in your little fight against the...

Oh, what'd you call them?

Yeah, "the sons of bitches from the rez."

You're not from around here, are you?

It's easier for you to sleep at night siding with them

if you think I'm just some hate-filled redneck, right?

'Cause it all gets a little more gray

if I'm just a dad worried about feeding his kids

thanks to the rez once again standing in the way.

Standing in the way of what?

Progress.

Mines, airports, hotels.

The rez has a talent for making all those jobs

and dollars disappear.

So you stood up for progress?

Maybe I was wrong about your targets.

* tense, dramatic music *

You know, Don, judges go a lot easier

on defendants that make full confessions.

All right.

Chia, flax, turmeric and coconut oil.

All anti-inflammatory

for the flack we took at the roadblock.

Was definitely fertile ground

for poisoned history to sprout up.

Yeah. We tried putting out the fire,

only to be accused of arson.

People at that scene I've known my whole life

looking at me like I was a stranger.

Even before shots were fired.

Well, I'd rather be a stranger than what I took on out there.

I pivoted from ATF to travel less.

But staying close to home means that's where the job hits, too.

People think I'm a traitor for wearing this badge.

Doesn't matter I was there to protect them.

Yeah. Cal and Andrea will learn

how Big Sky country is all

one small town.

Fallout finds you.

Well, as much of a minefield as it was for you and me,

there's one teammate who's got it worse.

History, grudges, expectation.

There's really no safe move for Kayce in this one.

Feels like we've been sent to the principal's office.

That's what happens when you fail a test.

Find the shooter?

We have a suspect. "Heat of the moment" rancher.

So nothing to do with the bombing?

No, but everything to do with the roadblock.

Both young women were taken to our IHS hospital.

I made sure they were well cared for.

Proved your point with the mine.

Maybe consider standing down before anyone else gets hurt?

A Dutton aiming to play peacemaker.

I seem to recall your father

rerouting an entire river to get what he wanted.

Same as I recall an incident over cattle

that still haunts me to this day.

The Duttons fought and bled fighting for their way of life.

You can hardly judge me for fighting for ours.

* slow, dramatic music *

How'd it go with Don?

Refuses to break. Says he didn't shoot anybody.

He may not have. Ballistics on the casings

from the gunman's hide says shots fired

by three different rifles.

Don Moore's... and two others.

So, we've got two shooters on the loose.

Hundreds of years of conflict doesn't sort out easy, Kayce.

My oldest brother and brother-in-law

are part of that history.

Just trying to keep others from joining 'em.

What's wrong?

This truck.

-It's crawled by here... -Three times.

Gun! Get down!

Everything's gonna be all right, buddy, okay?

You're gonna be all right.

-Go. -You got this?

Go!

* intense, dramatic music *

Pursuing an active shooter, black truck,

moving west on 14.

All right, I put a BOLO out on a black pickup,

two passengers, but with no plates to go on,

you're looking at half the vehicles in Montana.

Area where Kayce's at near Broken Rock

doesn't have any traffic cams or CCTV.

Blind spot, the way the rez has always been treated.

Yeah, well, right now, sounds like

they're being treated like a hunting ground.

Same guys who shot at us?

Shifting their aim and anger from the Feds to the rez?

Or the first shooting made it open season.

Andrea, if these are the same two shooters

who were with Don Moore,

then we need their names now.

Let me hit Moore with this and see what I can knock out of him.

Maybe you didn't shoot anybody,

but the people with you did. Who are they?

-What? -They just shot up the rez.

Every round they fire is gonna add to your sentence.

Look, I just thought we were scaring people,

not hunting 'em.

Who are they?

If I talk,

my family'll be in the crosshairs next.

Maybe you were standing up for your kids at the roadblock,

but who is gonna stand up for them

when you're doing 30 to life?

Trust me,

you don't want your kids to have to know

what it's like to have their dad ripped away.

Help me now,

and I can stand up for your family, too.

* somber, dramatic music *

Shooters are the Clegg brothers, Carson and Wes.

Clegg's got the rock-blasting contracts

for the rare earth mine near Broken Rock.

So, Moore said

the Clegg brothers saw him raging out there,

told him they should take action.

They had hunting rifles in their truck.

All right, well, firing at the roadblock

may have been the heat of the moment,

but shooting up the rez? That was premeditated.

Federal agents backing the tribe

probably spiraled them about the fate of that mine.

Maybe they decided to go out in a blaze of glory.

Both brothers got multiple priors.

Yeah. Generational rage and guns are a bad combo.

Got a black Chevy registered to Wes Clegg.

Yeah. Okay, pass it on to Kayce.

Let's jock up.

Got eyes on their truck.

Must've fled on foot into the forest.

Okay, hold what you got 'cause we're mobile

and we're heading in your direction right now.

I'll give it a probe, find their track.

Hey, do not go in alone.

You are gonna be outmanned

and outgunned and you're on their turf.

Hey! Kayce, one is none, right?

Copy that.

* suspenseful, dramatic music *

Moore says Cleggs are avid hunters, best in the area.

Bagging elk doesn't make them American Sniper, right?

Been hunting here for generations.

Fled here for a reason.

Yeah, well, we know they see us as prey.

Well, missed us one time.

You can't count on being lucky twice,

so heads on swivels, y'all.

All right, look, I want everybody on line,

we're gonna do 40 meters of separation for a grid search.

Okay, now, you get a PID on one of these guys,

you coordinate to box in.

You understand? Let's go.

* tense music *

***

Not a shrub out of place.

Contact! Contact!

Anybody got eyes on the shooter?

Negative.

We'll recon by fire.

Okay.

I've got eyes on, about 200 yards ahead of me.

Twelve o'clock from my position. Kayce and Miles,

do not fire, okay? Don't give away your pos.

We're gonna keep 'em busy while you maneuver to flank. Copy?

Check. Moving on your fire.

Here we go.

50 yards up that slope.

We're gonna hook to the left, then move straight at 'em,

-ready to fire. Do not stop. -Check.

Kayce!

Kayce!

Kayce!

I'm coming to you!

No! The shooter up there will have an angle on you.

I'll handle this one, you swing right to flank the other. Okay?

Take the real estate and hold it.

Move and you're dead.

Where's the other one? Carson?

In that ravine down there.

Two center mass, long way down.

He didn't feel it.

I'll call it in.

* slow, quiet music *

* somber, dramatic music *

-You good? -Yeah. Whew.

I should be asking you after being rocked

by that explosion.

Well, my head was spinning long before anything detonated.

Yeah, man. You're a hard man to keep down.

Cleggs found that out, huh? You think that'll be

the, uh, last we hear from them?

Montana's cockroaches?

Nah, there ain't no getting rid of them.

There's some bad blood between y'all.

Hope it doesn't add to it.

And, uh, hey, um...

Hey, man, I shouldn't have exploited your relationship

with Rainwater, man. I hope it didn't cause a rift or...

Yeah, well, you find out who your friends are

when you no longer have something they need.

Hey, man.

Let's drop the whole "lone ranger" act

and just go unwind at the bar.

Nah, after all the chaos today,

peace and quiet of the ranch is calling me.

Come on, man, you and the team were making progress earlier.

Didn't you learn anything today?

Progress is a bad word around here.

Oh, uh, watch your back at the bar.

Locals don't tend to forget.

* slow, dramatic music *

Ballistics on our victims from the roadblock came back.

Don Moore didn't shoot either one of them.

Wait, can you connect the Cleggs?

Wes Clegg confessed he and his brother

were the triggermen at both scenes.

This day.

Yeah.

I would say "case closed,"

but once the crime scene tape comes down,

that standoff may start right back up again.

Well, if I'd just collared Don Moore on scene, you know,

then those Cleggs wouldn't have popped off and those girls

-would've been spared. -Hey. There is too much blame

to go around to make today your fault.

Ew, are you two talking work in the team room?

Take it to the bullpen.

And definitely don't bring it to the bar.

Hey, you know, Kayce thinks we should, uh,

watch our backs there.

Feeling unwanted's old sport for me.

We tuck tail,

locals will never respect us.

I don't know, I've been accosted there

long before folks thought we were target practice.

Belle, these are your people. What do you think?

I think my need for a drink

overrides my survival instinct.

* exciting music *

Cleggs did it.

Come to seize my trucks, too?

Repo man, off the clock.

You and Tate having dinner?

Tate's at his grandpa's for the night.

Can we sit?

Can I get you anything?

Have anything in a single malt?

Water's the most potent thing around here.

That stuff will be stronger than moonshine

when the mine goes in.

Wasn't my place to tell you how to fight your battle.

Yeah, you drew the short straw coming to me in my

moment of weakness.

Your cold shoulder felt pretty strong to me.

Leading my people down the wrong path

has uncovered some chinks in my armor.

Yeah. I felt exposed out there, too.

I figured the locals didn't appreciate you

taking up arms for the rez.

Spent my whole life being pulled in two different directions.

Felt like both sides were pushing me away today.

When we became brothers on this porch,

it forged a bond stronger than any cross words.

And taking out the highway, diverting the trucks?

That's a move my father would've been proud of.

Yeah, it takes threats and theatrics for politicians

to be heard these days.

You took the mine's initiative.

Only briefly.

I ended the standoff, returned their equipment.

Small men with big weapons overreact,

and yet, I'm the one forced to wave the white flag.

The oppressors win again.

I might have a lead on who's behind the attack on you.

You said the shooting was unrelated.

That's what I thought,

but the Cleggs have a motive.

The mine's a big payday for their business.

They blame you for standing in the way.

Life's become more dangerous for me since becoming your brother.

I guess being close to me comes at a cost.

I saw Monica's shoes by the door.

* somber, dramatic music *

I'm guessing that's her horse terrorizing your ranch.

That's a...

stallion I bought for her a couple weeks before she...

got worse.

Lot of wild to tame out of him, but once we found out

that she'd never ride again,

figured what's the point?

Why break another spirit?

Yeah, we're both far too familiar

with suffering and sacrifice.

Which is why, whether taking on the mine

or overcoming grief,

we need to stay in the fight, together.

* I'm a long way from home *

* Just running down a song *

* I'm hellbent to write *

* And it's putting up a fight... *

So you're just making friends everywhere you go, huh?

Well, you heard about that roadblock mess?

Your team made quite the impression.

So, f-folks around here been barking?

'Cause, you know, I'm trying to do a threat assessment.

I'm not snitching on my customers.

People have a tendency to misunderstand my intentions.

Or you have no idea how capable you are of damage.

Hey, I just don't want your bar all trashed by a brawl.

Just give me a little heads-up, you know?

And I can help keep the peace.

That's an ironic request coming from the guy

who barged into people's lives to stir things up

in the first place.

Okay, fair warning then. It might get rough around here.

I got no problem fending people off.

It's nice to know you haven't forgotten how to smile.

I'll keep that in mind.

* You got to try and walk... *

Gen Z.

* When the angel down below's the only one *

* Fighting for your soul *

* Now, the blood from your veins *

* Feels the love and the pain... *

Not seeing any dirty looks so far.

Want me to test the waters?

I could put something on the jukebox.

Nope, you are done with that, darling,

or I'm disemboweling you.

Ooh. Where was that fire

when Camo Karen spit in your face today?

- It was nothing. - Nothing?

No. Loogie like that only comes from a place

of deep personal hatred.

I didn't know her.

Hey. Good news.

Those two victims from the roadblock shooting

have been discharged.

What about the guy from the drive-by?

Stable, thanks to Kayce sniffing out that ambush.

I swear, Cowboy could start a war in Switzerland.

Well, let's hope that's the end of the bloodshed here.

We put our lives on the line for our neighbors,

and they see us as the enemy for doing our job.

Well, we run into the fire to protect people,

not to impress 'em.

You just keep doing it, and

folks around here will remember we're the good guys.

* Well the miles add up, but they don't pay *

* The bills fold up real nice... *

Potential threat inbound.

Winning hearts and minds might take a minute,

so if these guys move on me, you beat their balls off.

Marshals, right?

Yeah. What can I do for you?

My friend's kid caught one of those bullets today.

Says she's alive thanks to you.

Next round's on me.

* Some folks call it paying dues... *

Yeah. Thank you.

Hey, you all have a great evening, huh?

* Nothing to lose but time... *

Hey. To the protectors.

Protectors.

* tense, suspenseful music *

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* intense, percussive music *