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Previously on sheriff
country... A man came,

asking if we were
interested in selling the ranch.

- We said no.
- Dale!

I wish I'd got a chance to...

You stepped over the line.

The apartment.

- It's an employee bonus.
- For your niece?

- Save that for...
- For Rick?

He's just out of rehab.

Coloradans are in the air as we speak.

Three million bucks on board.

Mickey and I were
chasing one of the guys

who attacked Dale,

and he did leave us a little present.

Three million bucks.

Okay, everyone, after
you get back from hunting,

we'll gather here for lunch,

followed by skeet shooting and cocktails

just one. Do you want
to come work for me?

No poaching, Larry.

- She's my executive assistant.
- And I'm assuming,

with the name fraley, she's
also your lovely daughter?

And a godsend. I couldn't have pulled

this weekend together without her.

My son is helping, too.

Gentlemen, if you are
ready, let's go hunt some boar.

Bye. Enjoy.

Thank you.

Don't work so hard
to make me look good

in front of bad people.

They're not bad, they're just rich.

It's the, beer and the
ice you asked for, Skye.

Can I help you set up?

Thank you, Cal. No, we've got it.

If you're all good here, I'll head upstairs

- and fix that leaky sink.
- Thank you.

Cal.

We are going to have a staff lunch

before the hunters get
back. You should join.

- That was your idea?
- Well, everybody's,

you know, just been working really hard,

and we've got a lot of food, so...

Your mama raised you right.

What are you doing?

Relax, it's just a beer.

Rick.

How far a range does this thing have?

That ruger can hit a target

between a hundred and 200 yards out.

For a skilled hunter, maybe 300.

By Monday, you'll be a pro.

I'm just happy to be out here.

This property is amazing.

This land has been in our family since

before California was a state.

This tract of timber
actually built edge water.

Of course, times change,
which is why I'm so excited

to share our plans with
you and the other investors.

Boar tracks right there.

You see?

- I see him.
- Okay, find him in your sight.

Find him in your sight.

And brace yourself.

Remember what I told you.

Take a deep breath, let it out

god.

I think you got him.

You got... Larry?

My god.

Larry?

Somebody help me!

Ooh.

Hey. Is that the last jalapeño?

Looks that way.

Lucky for you, I'm in a sharing mood.

Gina's been polling the
office on how we should, spend

the three million bucks
that we recovered.

I don't think the county auditor

is gonna approve massage
chairs for the break room.

I did not vote for that, by the way.

But I do have an idea.

Let me guess.

Armored personnel carriers?

SWAT gear?

No, no, no, your personal favorite:

Rumble strips.

No, actually, so, down in Oakland,

the sheriff's office... we
ran this sports program

for at-risk youth, and I think

something like that
could really work well here.

- That's a really great idea.
- Yeah?

You get the rest of the chips.

Thank you.

You got any plans this weekend?

Mickey, Boone, you guys
are not gonna like this.

To a case they've been working.

- You've got to be kidding.
- Typical feds.

Wait, we confiscated
that money in the course

of our investigation.

According to California law, it's ours.

Well, try telling them that.

I think I will.

I know someone in the DEA.

Who, that, undercover guy Dawson?

His real name is Alec Kane.

Maybe he'll help cut
through the bureaucratic bs.

Okay, well, make it quick.

I've got a foosball table in my cart.

Gina, can someone cover
my shift this weekend?

Let me check the
schedule. Why, what's up?

So... opening day. A's vs. Giants.

Right?

Your favorite team versus
Mickey's favorite team.

And she's free this weekend.

- Are you gonna ask her?
- Maybe. As friends.

Well, I don't know if you know,

but San Francisco is six hours away.

You guys might have to get a hotel.

Come on, Gina, are you gonna

- help me out or not?
- All right.

Let me work my magic.

Looks a little shy of $3 million.

Yeah, it's $1.2 million.

I, dug up every hidey-hole that I have.

I put most of my money
into the co-op, so...

- Wes, we all did that.
- No kidding.

I know what I said, and
I feel terrible about this.

Look, you all know me, and you know

that I do not Welch.

I lost this money, I'll,
I'll pay this money back.

I don't know how. I-I'll, I'll
put my land up for auction.

- And it ought to go quick.
- Well, not quick enough.

Leave him be!

Million-two ain't gonna cut it.

And that said, seeing
how's you're not too good

at keeping track of
money, I'll hold on to this.

You get that money, Wes.

You get that money, Wes!

This is agent Alec Kane.

I'm away from my desk at the moment.

Please leave a message.

Hey, it's, Mickey fox...

I know we haven't talked for a while, but,

I could use your help with something.

Call me back.

It's, nice to hear your voice.

Hey.

There's been a hunting
accident at the fraley estate.

Someone's been killed.

Mom!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah.

I was over there. I
couldn't have shot Larry.

- I was facing the other way.
- I never even fired my gun.

I'll go talk to Miranda.

Mickey.

I-I saw the boar off in the bushes there,

so I raised my rifle
and I showed him how

- to line up the shot.
- Had he ever hunted before?

What about the other guests...

were they also inexperienced hunters?

They weren't all inexperienced.

Yes, Larry was a
beginner, but I paired up

the experienced
hunters with the novices.

Had your guests been drinking?

But it's not like it was an open bar.

- Still, that's alcohol.
- So this is my fault now?

You handed out rifles

to intoxicated, inexperienced hunters.

You-you see the
problem, right, Miranda?

My god, you just can't resist.

Always so judgmental.

Ms. Fraley, we're just trying.

- Tell me about the rifles.
- 30-calibers.

We'll start testing for gunpowder residue.

He was shot from the front.

Looks like the bullet entered his body

from a high angle, right?

You know this property.

Are there hunting stands over here?

Flurries must have
covered all the tracks.

And he had to leave in a hurry.

Notice anything?

I think this was murder.

Hello. Hi. Thank you,
thanks for your Patience.

You were using. We may have some

follow-up questions, but
for now you're free to go.

So this wasn't an accident.

Someone wanted to kill Larry.

And this person's still out there?

Yeah, are we at risk here?

No, we don't believe
so, but as a precaution,

deputies will escort each of you

back to your hotels or to the airport.

Hi, Miranda. About earlier,

clearly, this wasn't your fault.

You always assume the
worst about me, Mickey.

At this point, I've come to expect it.

Hey, Mickey.

Dawson.

I mean Alec.

I thought I would - just stop in and sur...

My god,

I did not recognize...

- What?
- You.

I didn't say that.

I got your message.

Yes, my message.
Someone at your shop

in an extortion investigation.

I'd rather not get into a
pissing contest with the DEA,

into whoever is behind this.

Yeah, so, about that $3 million.

You're the one trying to take the money?

- To money that we found?
- Mickey, that money

is directly related to a case

these guys bought
three million bucks' worth

of illegal weed here in edge water.

Their contact was a guerrilla
grower named Dale Hawkins.

That name ring a bell?

Dale Hawkins was assaulted
and left to die by someone

associated with a land grab extortion plot

nothing to do with your Colorado players.

So let me ask you. The
money that you found

was exactly $3 million, right?

That doesn't convince
me it's drug money.

No chance.

- On you...
- So don't.

But an armored truck will be

here tomorrow to pick up the money

and transport it to the
DEA office in San Francisco.

This is the largest seizure
this ecso has ever had.

You can't just waltz in here and take it.

I'm afraid I just did, Mickey.

Did you hear about that poor fella.

Wes? Are you listening?

Yes, yes, I was listening.

Fraleys, murder, no accident...

Hey, what's the matter?

You seem stressed about something.

Did somebody win the lottery?

For the $3 million that
Mickey and Boone found.

Can you believe the DEA
got their grimy little mitts

all over it? The nerve.

They're sending an armored
truck to pick it up tomorrow.

I saw your DEA friend leave.

Is he gonna help us out?

Hardly. He's the one
trying to take our money.

And that smug son of
a bitch is not my friend.

Copy that.

All right, where are we with Larry Norris?

I spoke to his family,

business partners, former colleagues.

Sounds like everybody loved the guy.

Everybody's a Saint after they die.

Yeah, but this guy really was.

He gave a ton of money to charity,

volunteered at his local church.

No enemies I could find.

Certainly no one who
would want him dead.

The killer was here on the hunting stand

when he fired.

Boone, didn't Miranda say
that she took a step forward

right before the gunshot?

- If she hadn't done that...
- He'd have hit her instead.

Maybe Larry wasn't the target.

Let's send... flowers to Larry's family.

I already did.

Of course you did.

Is Rick upstairs?

He'll be okay.

Promise me you'll let
me know if you think

- he's slipping.
- I will.

I've got a splitting headache.

Could you find
something for me to take?

My god.

Larry was shot by mistake?
They meant to kill me?

Why would someone want to kill me?

Excuse me, this is
an active crime scene.

I asked them to clean up.
There's glass everywhere.

Okay. Well, we're almost done here.

It shouldn't be much longer.

Thanks, Cal.

Skye.

It's not safe for you here.

I-I want you to go home.

It's not safe for them either.

- Boone.
- Hey, Mick.

We're checking the surveillance footage.

So far, no luck, but
have you asked Miranda

if she's gotten offers to sell her land?

Of all the owners who
have been pressured to sell.

Have you had any offers on your land?

Threats? No. Why?

There's this company
called emerald Eden llc.

They've been snatching up the best

cannabis-producing land in edge water,

and they're using
hardball tactics to get it.

- Sheriff.
- Excuse me.

Shell casings. We
found them at the tree line

200 yards from the house.

This is the same caliber as the casings

we found in the hunting stand.

Miranda, can you think of anyone at all

that would want to hurt you?
Anybody you've dealt with,

a business associate, a rival?

He's the head of the
local timber workers' union.

The man hates me. He
barged into my office last week.

Why?

I had to downgrade the
company's insurance plan.

It's just gotten so expensive.

His wife has m.S.

I know how hard that must be,

- but the names that man called me...
- All right,

we'll look into him.

In the meantime, I want you and Rick

to stay at my house until
we catch whoever did this.

That's nice of you, Mickey,
but we'll stay at a hotel.

Miranda, I will put a
deputy outside my house.

It will be the safest place in edge water.

Besides... You guys are family.

Yeah, I'll, I'll stay, too.

It'll be like when we were kids.

We can watch scary movies.

Today wasn't scary enough?

All right, it's settled, then.

Grab your things, I'll run you over.

Okay, I'll see you outside.

You got a minute?

It's no secret how I feel
about Miranda fraley,

if I wanted her dead, she'd be dead.

Besides, I was working
at the mill, and I got.

Will have a job for long.

Rumor has it, Miranda
is gonna close two mills.

Buyers have been coming in,

looking at the industrial
saws, the forklifts.

And the kicker?

They just changed the locks
on the management doors.

You ask me, they don't want

any pissed-off former employees

coming in to shoot up the place.

Here comes trouble.

Always.

How you doing, rocky?

I'm better now that you're here.

You only come around when you want

- yeah.
- So which is it?

Sadly, it is the other.

A job.

So, what'd you have in mind?

Hundred grand to pop the same type lock

you've popped at least a dozen times.

I say I don't think my
parole officer would approve.

Though I do have my eye on
a little spot down in key west.

Make a hell of a down
payment with a hundred grand.

You get it.

Gonna adopt a couple of those

Ernest Hemingway six-toed cats.

I need help.

That time in Fresno, things got hairy

and you stood by me.

Whatever you need, I'm in.

Let's get you both settled in.

I'll be back.

I'm gonna go upstairs and change.

Hey.

Dad, what are you doing here?

I got your text.

I'd rather risk a cold than a
sleepover with the fraleys.

Okay, but don't take my good quilt.

- Here, take this one.
- No, this is...

It's a little mildewy,

so it needs to be dry-cleaned anyway.

I-I'll take care of that when I get back.

Be nice.

- Hi, Miranda. Junior.
- Wes,

- it's been a long time.
- Yeah,

lot of water under the bridge?

Hey.

I know.

We have a deputy outside,

but let's not take any chances.

I didn't come empty-handed.

Cab or sauvignon blanc?

It's not every day someone
tries to kill me. Twice.

Or how about we have some tea

- while we make dinner?
- My mom

can get as drunk as she wants.

I'm fine with it.

Miranda, the other day, at the meat up,

and if I'm being honest,
I think I was jealous.

Jealous?

For whatever reason?

Since I was a kid, all I wanted to do

was to get out of edge water.

Don't get me wrong,
I love this town, but...

Yeah, and, then I had Skye,

and I wanted her to get away.

Go to New York or a cute college town.

And now she is getting away.

Thanks to you.

You're giving her all these experiences

and business trips, and...

I wanted to give her that.

You're her mom, Mickey.
I could never replace that.

I know.

And I'm grateful for
everything you're doing for her.

You've raised a great kid.

Skye doesn't need me.

She's going places all on her own.

- Did you tell anyone you were here?
- No.

Miranda, put that away.

- I'm fully licensed.
- It doesn't matter.

You don't need a gun.
It's probably just my deputy

telling me he's on duty. Wait here.

- Hey.
- What are you doing here?

How'd you get past my deputy?

Look, I don't like how we ended it earlier.

So, called my deputy director

and I got her to approve
a law enforcement

partnership Grant. It's worth 500 grand.

I doubt your massage
chairs will get approved,

but maybe you can
get a few new cruisers

- out of it.
- What's the catch?

There's no catch.

Just... I missed you.

And I'm only in town
for a few more days.

Can we please not spend it fighting?

- I'd like that.
- Mickey.

Alec, you remember lieutenant Boone?

Yeah. How's it going?

The man with the cuffs.

I can come back if you're busy.

- Agent Kane.
- Yeah, yeah.

I didn't realize that the
DEA made house calls.

"That smug son of a bitch"
still keeping our money?

Yeah, let me worry about that.
How'd it go with Chuck Porter?

Porter's got an alibi.

He didn't try to kill
Miranda, but he did give me

a good reason why
somebody might want to.

Fraley timber is shutting down mills.

What?

- Are you sure?
- For now

it's just a rumor, but Miranda's already

laid off 30 guys. That, I confirmed.

Why didn't Miranda tell me this?

How the hell did you get in here?

I'd like you to meet a
very special friend of mine.

This is rocky, the sexiest
lockpick on the west coast.

How you doing?

Well, you've got some brass balls, Wes.

Our $3 million will be
leaving the sheriff's office

tomorrow in an armored truck.

Rocky and I plan on stealing it back

from those DEA sons of bitches.

But it'll be difficult for the two of us.

This is where you come in. Now, you can

convince the co-op to help,

try to kill me.

But only one of those choices

is going to get you your money back.

So this little thing's gonna
break into an armored truck?

- How?
- Shouldn't take much longer than it took

to crack your x900 vault-Rex.

Nice choice, by the way.

Not many private homes
have a triple pin system.

Where's the damn money?

So what's the plan?

Is everything okay out there?

Yeah, Boone spoke to Chuck Porter.

He was working during
the time of both shootings,

so we don't think he did
it, but he mentioned layoffs

and rumors of the mills
closing. Is that true?

The timber industry has
been in decline for years.

Fewer new homes are being built.

Paper business is a
fraction of what it used to be.

So it is true.

Yes, but what does that
have to do with anything?

Well, taking away people's jobs...

that's motive, Miranda.

I-I've gone out of my way to find odd jobs

because, Mickey...

Four generations of fraleys
have run the business.

To think that could end on my watch...

That I could be the one to lose everything

if I know anything about
you, you'll make it work.

What are you doing, Rick?

What does it look like?

This isn't the answer, okay?

I-I know it's been a really stressful time...

My mom basically dared me
to drink this by bringing it here.

Yeah, but you opened it.

- Take some accountability.
- Please, I can't

with the therapy talk right now.

Okay.

Then just talk to me.

I'm never gonna have the
support system that you have.

My mom just...

Outsources all my problems
to the highest bidder.

Well, maybe if you
just opened up to her...

You have no idea what
you're talking about.

You think you know her, but you don't.

No.

You don't know me either.

What do you mean, Rick?

Nothing.

Just forget it.

Okay, look.

I definitely can't.

I'm still working on my own, but...

At grace church.

It helps.

Boone! Boone.

- What?
- Come here.

What?

Did you ask her? I got
Ted to cover your shift.

Maybe this isn't a good idea.

Boone, I know you like her.

Okay, fine. I like her.

Okay? She's, like... Perfect, okay?

But-but she's also my boss.

It's like a bear trap. I get
too close, I lose a limb.

Buddy, you're already
standing in the trap.

You might as well ask her out.

I think she'd say yes.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
What makes you say that?

Please. I've known Mickey
since she was a teenager.

She has a way of laughing

that only happens
when she's around you.

Ask her.

Y-You know, better
yet, tell her how you feel.

Hey.

I got a list of fraley
employees who are also

registered bushmaster rifle owners, so...

Before we go through it,

I just wanted to ask you something.

Or maybe tell you something.

There's something I've been
wanting to get off my chest.

So it's nothing you don't already know...

Alec and I had a thing

back when he was an undercover agent.

Mickey, we don't have to talk about this.

It was very casual and uncomplicated.

Mostly, it was just really, really good.

But now he's back, and suddenly

everything just feels very...

Complicated.

That's why you never date
somebody you work with, ever.

Just always blows up in your face.

The DEA is here to pick up our money.

You're giving them the money?

I met with the county
attorney, and he said the DEA

had a valid claim, so...
And thank you, Boone.

For what?

Talking through this stuff with me.

I'm glad we have that kind of friendship.

I'll take my shift back.

What happened? Did you ask her?

You should take your nephew
to the game. My plans changed.

At least you're a bandit
with good manners.

The better to Rob you with, my dear.

Well, I guess this is goodbye again.

I'll probably stay in
edge water one more night.

Agent Kane.

Sheriff fox.

Sorry, hon, I almost tapped you.

Look, h-how long's this
gonna take? I-I don't,

I don't have all day.

Wh-what's going on here?

Come on!

She's in position.

Lord help us.

There are seven bushmaster rifle owners

or have in the last five years.

This guy was working
at Miranda's last night.

He wanted to fix the window.

Cal webb.

He got laid off after
the mill burned down.

I guess Miranda's
throwing him some work.

Boone, Cal was there

when Miranda agreed
to stay at my house.

- So he'd know where to find her.
- Adam six,

this is sheriff one. Report status.

Sheriff one, this is Adam six. All quiet.

Adam six, be advised, we have a new

person of interest in connection
with yesterday's shooting.

Cal webb, white male,
approximately five-ten,

copy that, sheriff one.

His address is on file. Find him.

I'm going to my house to
sit with Miranda just in case.

Come on, i-I'm gonna be late!

Sir, sir, it'll just be a minute.

- There's a power line down. Please.
- How's that my problem?!

You have to wait.

A minute. Okay, just one minute.

- You hear that?
- Go check it out.

I don't have time for this!

I don't have... Screw it, I'm going around.

- Sir! Sir!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

- This guy's gonna hit us.
- Sir!

- You can't do that.
- Louder.

Calm down, sir.

We'll get you through
in just a minute, okay?

Idiot.

- Calm down.
- I don't have time for this.

She's done.

Thanks for your Patience.

About damn time.

All right, let's go.

- Boone.
- -Hey, I'm at the webbs' house.

He's not here, but his
wife's worried about him.

He's been laid off three
times in the last two years.

- She said he's not been himself lately.
- - Copy.

Whitley.

Have you heard from webb?

Whitley!

Are you okay?

He snuck up on me and hit
me in the back of the head.

I think he went into your house.

- Please, let's talk!
- Shut up!

Everything out of your mouth is a lie.

You've lied to all of us.
You're a lying, greedy bitch.

Who's that? Who's there?

- Who's there?
- This is sheriff Mickey fox.

- Put your weapon down.
- Stay where you are.

Miranda deserves this bullet, not you.

Cal, I don't believe you're a killer.

You're just hurting.

I'm a killer now!

I killed that man in the woods!

It's one thing to shoot a
man from a quarter mile off.

It's something else to look

a person in the eye and pull the trigger.

That's why Miranda is still alive.

That's why you didn't
shoot deputy whitley.

He didn't deserve it, but she does.

Three times, I've had to
move my wife and kids.

Three times, "daddy's lost his job again."

While she throws parties
for her fancy friends!

- To save the company.
- Shut up!

You shot Larry Norris by mistake.

You can explain that to your kids.

But you shoot two, three
people, then you're a killer.

You can't explain that away.

- Stay back, I'll shoot.
- No, you won't.

That bushmaster holds three rounds.

Now.

Hands behind your back.

Cal, you want to shoot
me? You want to kill me?

- Miranda, put the gun down.
- I have every right

to defend myself, to defend my family.

We built edge water.

- What the hell did you ever build?
- Miranda!

- Mickey, move.
- This isn't self-defense,

it's murder.

Think of Rick.

Put down the gun.

Put it down.

Some day?

Yeah.

Want to grab a beer?

Yeah.

Mom, I'm gonna head out now.

Taking Rick to a meeting with bode.

I'm proud of how you're
taking care of your cousin.

Thanks.

Mom?

I don't like it when
bullets come close to you.

Okay.

Are you staying at your place tonight?

Yeah, and grandpa called,

so you have the place to yourself.

Do something fun.

Bye, mom.

Hey. Wait your turn, ingrate.

Here is the $100,000 we agreed upon.

And here's a little
bonus for good behavior.

You know that little
cottage down in key west

is good for strumming
your six-string, maybe...

something more.

As much as I want to, I can't.

I got things keeping me here.

- Here's your cut.
- Nope.

This is my 1.2, so you take the rest of it

and divide it up amongst the crew.

Wait, what the hell you talking
about? They got their share.

The night that I lost all this money,

I was face down in a
ditch, hunkered down.

I had Mickey and half
the cavalry on my tail.

I swore to myself that
if I somehow avoided

being arrested by my
daughter, that I would go straight.

I got to honor that.

So that's it. I'm out, joanne.

Wait, Wes fox on the
straight and narrow?

- I don't believe it.
- Yeah, believe it or not,

but you can't say Wes fox
didn't go out with a bang.

And if my estimation is correct,

those DEA agents are
likely rolling into San Fran

realizing that they've been robbed,

Alec Kane, born in Tucson...

youngest of three.

It's weird to know this stuff.

Is it bad weird?

I didn't say that.

Come on, if my phone can wait...

It's my deputy director.

Director Santos, how are you?

What?

How is that even possible?

Yes, ma'am, I'll get
into it. My whole team.

I'll call in the troops right now.

Alec?

What is it? What's wrong?

Someone stole that $3 million.

This town has no idea what's coming.

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