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Previously on Marshals...

You were all teammates?

Three-quarters of a badass group

of pipe hitters called the Four Musketeers.

Who's the fourth?

Roner? Cheap shot.

It kept history from repeating itself.

If we'd had teammates like Andrea in the Navy,

I'd still be a SEAL.

- Garrett! - Tell Cal...

- I'm sorry. - For what?

Rockslide. Guard and driver are dead.

- Three prisoners escaped. - Neil Lamb.

- I'm a friend of the family. - You don't see

any scenario where you can trust me.

- Only one. - Coyo.

What the hell are you doing?

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You know, I thought you'd be the last person

I'd have to remind one is none.

What happened to you sticking by Double G's side, huh?

We're having a talk when we get home.

Oh, we got a lot of talking to do

if we make it off this mountain.

Where's your ride, man?

We've been stomping around for over an hour.

It's, uh...

No, it-it's this way. It's this way.

So, how was Double G when you left him?

Coyo.

Hey, you hear me, Coyo?!

You hear me? How did a sheep

end up in Commander Muro's hooch?

Uh...

That's between the commander and his sheep.

This guy.

Man, it's bad enough we're posted up

in this bullet sponge, but you three pissing off our C.O.'s

only gonna make things worse.

Eh, cake-eater like Muro,

he needs to be taken down a peg.

By someone.

Definitely not us.

Enough foreplay, boss.

How much trouble we in?

None.

And why is that, huh?

'Cause Senior Chief took care of it.

Damn straight I did. Now grab me a beer

to get Muro's ass out of my mouth.

- Gotcha. - And how do you even

get a-a sheep

onto the damn FOB anyway?

Well...

it turns out Coyo's got some wrangling skills.

Yeah.

Sheep whisperer, huh?

That how you got that brand?

No.

Told you, I lost a bet in high school.

Yeah, well, you won having me as your team leader,

'cause I just spared you a one-way ticket back to Wyoming.

Mm. Montana.

Yeah. Whatever. Okay?

Well, as thanks,

I'll say some real nice stuff at your wedding next month.

Oh, is this marriage gonna stick?

Third time's a charm, right?

And I got Coyo here as an example.

You know? He makes it work.

Sounds like Monica makes it work.

He talks about her like she's a damn saint.

She is.

Between her and little Tate,

my only other happy place

is running and gunning with you boys.

That's exactly why I'm not going anywhere.

Bravo's my all-in all the time.

Good.

'Cause you can't break up the Four Musketeers.

Man, will you stop trying to make that a thing?

I will beat your balls if you keep pushing it.

Hey, look. Save some of that

fighting spirit for downrange, boys.

- We spinning up? - Yeah.

Recon element up in the Kush for a follow-on DEV assault.

Hooyah.

All for one

and one for all.

Man, I warned you.

Aw, come on.

Both Cal and Kayce's phones are going straight to voicemail.

Cowboy off doing his own thing.

What a surprise.

Should we be concerned?

I mean, with Cal up looking for Kayce in the mountains

- in this weather... - Two SEALs

who survived a hell of a lot worse than Montana.

You worried about the other SEAL?

You want to swing by the hospital?

I called the hospital to check on Garrett,

but I'm not on his contact list,

so they can't disclose anything.

Bus crash, escaped convicts,

meeting your mom--

all great distractions.

Hell of a first day back, huh?

Well, it's after midnight,

so technically I'm on day two.

So, we staying on the clock or punching out?

Last thing Cal told me was for us to find Neil Lamb.

Disobeying him feels like the wrong choice.

You need to tap out, I get it.

Given you just saved the life

of the mother you pretend doesn't exist.

It happened.

I'm processing,

and I'm putting it behind me.

Again.

Okay.

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Hey, hey.

Get up.

We've been all over this mountain for hours.

No sign of your vehicle.

I must've missed a switchback 'cause of the weather.

My truck's

on the other side of the ridge.

We're not gonna make it there in these conditions.

This storm's gonna be a man-killer.

We need to find shelter. Now.

If memory serves correct, there's a...

an old hunting cabin up here.

Oh, Dutton's trying to keep me on this mountain.

I say we power ahead to your truck.

Shut up.

Yeah, okay. Find... find the cabin.

- Yeah, yeah. Come on. - Let's go.

This way.

Hey, I thought you'd be busy

bragging to Maddie about your heroics.

I don't think she'd approve of my tactics.

Mm.

Any word on what had Kayce

take off from the hospital?

No, man. We're in the dark, same as you.

Finding Neil Lamb is our priority.

What do we know?

Did seven years in South Dakota for armed robbery.

Disappeared off the grid until this year

when he robbed a bank in Ennis.

Killed two security guards,

made off with half a million dollars,

which was never recovered.

Well, dangerous man.

Any fresh leads?

How about phone calls made

from the prison bus driver's phone?

After the accident.

No, he died on impact.

And his phone wasn't recovered at the scene

or from the guys Cal and I took down.

So they either used it and tossed it or...

Neil made those calls.

- We know to who? - One was a burner phone.

The other was to a guy named Charlie Ripley,

who just happened to do time

at the same prison in South Dakota as Neil.

- Mm. - Prisoner on the run

makes a call, it's not to catch up on old times.

We got anything to leverage Ripley?

Got a warrant on him for unpaid child support.

Ex-wife's attorney will probably be happy to share that intel.

Oh, yeah.

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- Huh. - Some shelter.

Good call, Coyo.

I mean, it's colder in here than it is on the outside.

Great.

We're gonna freeze to death.

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Please, Senator,

have a seat.

Dirty trick--

inviting me to dinner,

only to let my husband lose in the casino.

Mr. Conner's one of our most loyal players.

We'll take care of him.

Look, I know you want to talk about the mine,

but Nancy's jet has got to take off really soon

if we're gonna beat that bomb cyclone before it hits Bozeman.

Nancy Ohlmeyer.

CEO of Crestmark Mining.

Mm-hmm.

Should I be concerned

that my senator is accepting gifts

from someone who was awarded a valuable contract

from the U.S. government?

We went to Wharton together.

She's not buying me off.

Good.

Because I'm looking for a perspective

from a member of the Senate's

Interior Environment Subcommittee.

Well,

my perspective, Thomas,

is that your time is best spent

gaining every benefit you can out of this situation

rather than tilting at windmills.

Well, our water isn't poisoned yet.

The mine going away would be the greatest benefit

to Broken Rock.

There are other sites that can provide

the same economic impact

without harming my people,

who are your constituents.

The economic boon to Montana

helps all my constituents.

I am sympathetic to your cause,

but you'd have to give me something

to sell to the subcommittee,

and--

Oh.

Excuse me, gentlemen. I'm sorry.

Great.

Weather's come in already.

Jet's grounded for the night.

Roads are treacherous right now.

Wouldn't advise going out there.

You got an extra room?

Presidential suite sounds appropriate.

Okay, you ready?

- Yeah. - One, two, three.

Slide it.

Still not gonna protect us from the cold.

You know? More ice forms on that roof,

the whole thing's gonna collapse.

All right, let's just keep working the problem then.

Yeah, you said this place would provide shelter.

False hope seems to be your new thing.

What's that supposed to mean?

Garrett.

Playing Rambo at the Cleggs'

and caring for your horses.

You gave him a damn hero complex.

I'm just trying to give him back the life you took from him.

Too bad I couldn't do that for Roner.

We need to make a fire and boil some snow and get warm.

Forgot my matches at home.

Hey, where you going?

I know what burns good here.

I'm gonna get some kindling.

You keep plugging the holes.

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I need a pack mule. Get up.

Hell no.

Get up.

Come on.

I have rights.

The law protects me.

Only law out here right now is survival of the fittest.

So go.

Give me a fighting chance?

Yeah. Uncuff him.

You know, you shoot me out here,

your partner's gonna have questions.

Me getting away clean's your best bet.

Huge military bases under the ice,

just standing by for orders.

Nazis frozen for 70 years?

You're out of your damn mind.

That's the genius of it.

Thaw 'em out. Instant army.

Arctic deployment would be an upgrade from Afghanistan.

Four Musketeers go where the battle takes us.

- Swear to God, Double G. - Will you asshats

please shut the hell up for just two minutes?

Still need eyes on our HVT.

Anyone else see movement?

Easy there, high-speed.

Little wound up, Coyo.

Need to get home to Monica for some R and R.

I think the head shed

fed us some bad intel, y'all.

We don't get eyes in the next few hours,

I'm calling it.

My trigger finger's gonna need a cold shower.

Based on what I hear at night,

a lot more than your finger--

- Contact! - Down, down, down!

Contact right!

I need guns on line.

Hey, Double G, get that sat phone out.

No signal.

We need to get to higher ground!

Okay, yeah. One team's gonna flank,

give the other cover to get the call out.

I can move fast in this terrain.

I'll watch Coyo's six.

Negative, negative! I need that pig hammering here

with Double G, okay?

Hey, we all good?!

Hooyah, Senior Chief.

Okay, breakout. Come on.

Ripley works

full-time as a delivery driver

yet fails to pay child support?

Ugh.

I might be judging him.

How much are you gonna share with Jared

- about the bus accident? - He doesn't

need to know specifics.

And he doesn't accuse you

of putting up walls if you keep some parts to yourself?

Doesn't feel like we're talking about me and Jared anymore.

You and Maddie hit your first bump in the road?

She was asking about the standoff

- with the Cleggs. - Ah.

Well, that right there is a relationship test.

What'd you tell her?

Played dumb.

Didn't want her to worry.

But then Cal got into my head.

Mm.

I figured you'd know more about balancing this job

with a happy relationship than he does.

Well, every relationship is different.

Only the ones that are in one can know what works for them.

Or doesn't.

About damn time.

This fire's never gonna last if we can't fortify this cabin.

Yeah, well, it's hard to get a grip when your hands are frozen.

It's never your fault, is it?

Yeah, we're in this mess 'cause of you.

When Garrett came out of surgery,

thought he died on the table.

Said, "Tell Cal I'm sorry."

All he's been through,

you still make him feel like he let you down.

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Fire's the only way we're gonna survive this night.

We need more kindling than that.

That's him.

Guy's working the graveyard shift tonight.

One thing I can empathize with.

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Mr. Ripley.

Nice hit.

Linebacker, right?

Still got it.

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♪ tense, dramatic music ♪

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I'll take him from here.

Thank you.

Chairman Rainwater wants to know

if I can come see him first thing.

Texting before the sun's up?

Everything okay?

If there were details, I'd tell you.

All right. Go.

We'll call you if we need you.

This place makes the bunkhouse feel like the Ritz.

Consider it your punishment for fleeing the Yellowstone.

Way I remember it,

you fled first.

Partner's been gone a while.

We both know that a winter Montana storm like this

will freeze the skin right off your face.

It's the only reason I'm still here.

What the hell happened to you, man?

Looks like he took a dip. What do you think?

We got to warm him up fast.

Let's get these wet clothes off you.

What happened?

Give me your thermal.

What happened to survival of the fittest?

It wasn't a request.

Now. Give me your thermal.

Hey. Where are the boys?

That's Roner's pig barking.

We got to get 'em and beat feet.

They're gonna be Winchester soon.

You go flank left.

I'm-a go right, man.

No man left behind. Let's go. Come on.

One, this is Three.

Put a strobe out on Four's POS. I'm in position.

Hey, all Bravo units fall back.

I say again, fall back.

Negative.

I'm moving for 'em.

Put your leg up. Come on.

Where's Roner?

Talimonsters are everywhere.

- We're falling back, okay? - Not without our brother.

No. We're gonna be overrun, okay?

Hey. Hey! You get up.

- You're gonna get up. Come on. - No, I'm not leaving

- without him. - Hey, we're falling back.

Coyo,

Roner's gone, man.

Come on.

Come on!

Well, I bet you're trying to figure out

what you're doing here.

Hint-- it's not 'cause you're a deadbeat dad.

You took a call

from a friend you met in the joint in South Dakota.

My sentence is complete.

I can talk to whoever I damn want.

And if I'd known who was calling,

I wouldn't have answered.

But you did.

Not long after he fled from a prison bus.

And the call lasted three minutes.

So tell me

what the two of you chatted about.

He asked me to bring him warm clothes and a gun.

And I told him to kick rocks.

That conversation sounds shorter than three minutes.

He offered to share the loot from that bank robbery.

I had to think for a minute,

'cause that could've solved my child support issue, but...

well, seven years in prison was enough.

Ask him who Ben is.

Contact in Ripley's phone

matched the burner number Neil called

after they hung up.

- No last name. - You definitely had

enough time to give Neil your buddy's phone number

during those three minutes. It's kind of the opposite

of telling him to kick rocks.

Ben and Neil got their own thing going on.

Did that bank job together,

and Neil didn't dime him out.

Loyalty like that's rare.

It's more like self-preservation.

Ben's a psycho.

I mean, he's probably bringing an arsenal up to Neil now.

Other than failing my kid,

I-I'm on the straight and narrow now.

Cash reward for information leading to Neil's arrest

would greatly help your little child support issue.

Neil asked me to meet him up in Madison Range.

Did he get more specific?

Turned him down before he could.

But Ben's real name

is Don Benson.

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I'm not a damn space heater, Dutton.

Body heat's about the only use you have left.

How you feeling?

Colder in BUD/S.

Need to get your temperature up. Sun's rising.

We can get to the truck as soon as you get your strength back.

Mm.

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What are you doing?

That's our fire.

Now we need firewood. Get your ass up.

No fire,

no body warmth from me...

...your boy's a Popsicle when we get back.

You got the strength to use this?

Yeah. Easy day.

Hey, Marshal.

You want to hear a story?

I am still getting nothing on Benson's phone.

Maybe he's gone dark like he knew someone

would be looking out for him.

Didn't Cal say that he was going to look

for Kayce in the Madison Range?

Crossed my mind, too.

A violent fugitive and his dangerous partner

could be on a collision course with our teammates

out of comms range.

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Department of Transportation says roads

up to the Madison Range are opening up.

Let's roll.

Thanks for strongholding.

Coyo.

Tell me about the train station.

- I trust you slept well? - Very generous

of you to let us ride the storm out here.

Of course.

Ah, Miles. Welcome.

Sorry for not getting here sooner.

Roads are a mess.

Everything okay, Chairman?

Yeah, I'd like you to meet Senator Conner.

Senator, this is Deputy Marshal Miles Kittle,

the man who heroically ended a hostage situation yesterday,

saving dozens of your constituents,

including children.

Thank you so much for your bravery.

Just doing my job.

Miles also served in the Marine Corps

before wearing the Marshal badge.

Born and raised on Broken Rock,

eager to answer the call to serve his country.

But does his country return that loyalty?

Oh.

I thought we'd changed topics from the mine.

My mistake.

Are you here to share your opinion on it as well?

No, ma'am. I'm no politician.

But Broken Rock is sacred land.

Idea of leaving it worse for those who follow us,

isn't that the opposite of the American dream?

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You're gonna have to take out your partner as well...

...to cover your family's ass, Dutton.

You found out that, uh, he's making a plea,

and you tracked him down to silence him?

Apparently, range justice runs in the family.

Are you gonna listen to this dirtbag?

Dirtbag wearing the same brand you are.

I'd say he's a credible witness.

I mean, all that...

all that crap that the-the Cleggs

a-and Gifford were saying about your family,

that... is it true?

You're so high-and-mighty, man,

holding everything with Roner and Double G against me,

and then, meanwhile, the Duttons,

you're just gangsters on horseback.

Yeah, says the guy who secretly pops pills,

has no explanation for how you ghosted Andrea

when she got grabbed by the Cleggs.

Gifford hears about any of this, and-and you're done.

A-And my badge is gone, too.

Coyo, I brought you in to...

to give you purpose.

And you're gonna be,

you're-you're gonna be the undoing of mine.

You're right.

Just another in a long line of bad decisions by you, I guess.

Yeah. Oh, yeah. You got that right.

'Cause this reunion was a terrible idea.

Too much history.

Yeah, and I knew, man, I knew...

you leaving Garrett's side had to be big.

Didn't realize

it was gonna be to protect your... family's legacy.

You can say what you want about my family,

at least we fight to the end for each other.

Rangers are spinning up

a recovery mission for Roner.

It's 'cause our rescue mission failed.

I was nearly to him. If I would've...

moved faster and fought harder...

We'd have one more dead SEAL up there. Yeah.

Hey. The best of us don't come home.

Keep those coming.

Rough go, boys.

Leaving a brother behind,

it's the greatest pain a warrior knows.

Yes, sir.

The whole op had some bad juju on it.

Not sure how we're gonna shake this one, sir.

Yeah, I don't, either.

Not after seeing this.

Unarmed drone over target recorded this about ten minutes

after you were extracted off the mountain.

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Roner?

If they desecrated his body, I swear to God...

Is this-this necessary, sir?

He's alive?

We need to get back up there.

Petty Officer Demuth fought valiantly,

till the end.

Yeah, that's more than we can say.

Fog of war, gents.

We were right there.

You know, he probably heard us.

You left our brother for dead.

It all changed that day.

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Roner's death and...

Garrett going mental and...

...and you blaming it all on me, man.

Bravo didn't ever recover.

You know, when your father brands you,

tends to turn you off to people.

But Bravo made me feel protected.

I knew that any of you would take a bullet for me and...

...outside of Monica, I never had that.

Our brotherhood meant everything to me.

It died on that mountain that day.

Double G and you and me.

We're just ghosts of the men we used to be.

My family's sins and... that op

haunted us forever.

Fact is...

...can't outrun your past.

So, where's that put us, Coyo?

Trying to mend a wound that won't heal.

I know you and Neil have history,

but we got to find him.

You're in no condition to go hunting.

Marshal badge is my salvation.

Okay? I ain't turning my back on it now.

We bring him in, you could lose it.

He kills someone else, that's more blood on my hands.

Come on.

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We'll cover more ground if we split up.

Don Benson's rap sheet reads like

the greatest hits of violent offenses.

Well, we find him up here,

we're gonna have our hands full.

Least we're out of the office.

Sure, but the last time you faced down a violent man,

he was looking to execute you.

That's like you after taking that hit to the vest.

Getting punched in the face is the best way

back into the fight.

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Hands in the air. Come on.

Slowly.

Turn around slowly.

You okay?

You sure you got the strength to squeeze off a round there?

Well, mess around, find out.

Okay?

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What the hell happened? Where's Neil?

Come on. I got you.

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I'm s-sorry. I'm sorry, man.

- I'm sorry. - Sorry for what?

"Tell... tell Cal that I'm sorry."

Hey, where's Roner?

Double G, where the hell's Roner?

We took two RPGs.

Listen to me. We got to get to him, okay?

There-there must have been 50 Taliban.

Hey, listen to me, man.

I need you to think about where he is right now.

I told you. RPG got him.

He died right next to me, boss.

Hey, all Bravo units, we're gonna fall back.

I say again, fall back.

Come on. Come on. Come on, come on.

I got you.

Come on.

Garrett said Roner was dead?

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But why didn't you ever tell anybody?

No-no matter what Garrett thought...

...it was my call to fall back.

All these years...

...you just let me think it was your fault.

Yeah, you blaming me for Roner sucked, but...

I mean, you...

...you-you blaming Double G?

He spun out enough as it was,

and he would've, he would've suck-started his own pistol

for sure if he had to own that call.

Roner's death wasn't on you.

It wasn't on Double G, either.

Only war is to blame.

I just thought burying the truth was...

was best for-for Double G, but you know...

may-maybe, maybe digging it up gives us three

a chance to move forward.

Make it so we lost a brother that day and not...

not the, the brotherhood.

What about everything Neil told you?

Hypothermia must have wiped my mind.

You sure?

A good team leader protects his men from threats.

Okay? Be it the...

Taliban or...

themselves...

...or ghosts from the past.

Let's get you out of here.

It just started to feel wrong, punishing my people

for giving into temptations from a system

that's rigged against us.

So, better to become a U.S. Marshal,

and keep those temptations away from Broken Rock.

Miles was instrumental

in breaking up a sex trafficking ring

that was preying on the reservations.

He saved children from all across Montana.

Well, now I am almost sorry

that my jet has been cleared for takeoff.

All right.

Thank you for your time, Senator.

The subcommittee chairman

used to serve in the Oklahoma Highway Patrol.

I am sure he would agree to a hearing if he meets Miles.

Is that so?

But...

convincing the rest of my colleagues to move the mine?

That's on you.

Duty calls, Miles will answer.

Thank you.

Thank you, gentlemen.

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Did you just use me as a prop?

Not a prop.

A weapon, capable of protecting this reservation.

Could be a... a downside

to this Bravo reunion with Double G.

"Three Musketeers."

Yeah, man. You know he's gonna push it.

Well, after all he's been through,

maybe we should give it to him.

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Looking for my friend. Seen him?

Mm, takes a real maniac

to be out here right now, man.

We got no quarrel with you.

The hell are you doing here?

Putting down the guy that had two marshals

at gunpoint, apparently.

What's your story?

You look like death.

H-How'd you find us?

By hunting Neil, like you told me.

Yeah, this was his partner.

Don Benson. Came to rescue him.

Where is Neil?

Gave us the slip.

Gifford's gonna be pissed.

Eh, let him be.

Cal's alive. That's all that matters.

Go get to Double G, okay?

Let's get you off this mountain.

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Mr. Dutton. We were wondering where you went.

Where's Garrett?

Yeah, is he getting ready to come home?

The damage from the fire meant

he-he wasn't getting enough oxygen to his body.

The strain of it all was... it was too much on his heart.

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He passed about two hours ago.

I'm so sorry.

His belongings.

Excuse me.

Brothers forever.

The best of us don't come home.

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