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Previously on Marshals...

My dad was wondering if you'd want to go bass fishing.

He reminds me of Grandpa.

What's Tom doing?

Upping his offer for East Camp.

Tom is holding Tate as some kind of bargaining chip?

Dad!

Hey, you're okay.

-You're okay. -It's over, Dad.

Everything's a negotiation.

Dolly...

I'm-a be 18 in a couple months.

Almost a man.

Yo, you're blocking the entrance.

Oh, thermal vision, radar coverage.

Quantum leap from the 19th century, cowboy.

I'd lay land mines if it didn't risk blowing up the herd.

Is that the new plan?

Build a fortress, never let anyone in?

If it keeps Tate safe.

Well, I heard that Tom Weaver was denied

compassionate release to attend Dolly's funeral.

Won't get the closure you can if you go.

You city folk and your psychobabble.

You watch it. I'm Montanan now.

Way you handled that horse out here says different.

Mom always said

the only thing she missed after you left

was your roast tenderloin.

So, you off red meat, too? Or...

there a chance you'll make it for me sometime?

Oh, please, name the date. Of course.

You're the one with the unpredictable schedule.

Out of town with no explanation yesterday.

Didn't know the marshals spun up on top secret ops

like the SEALs do.

Wait, do you remember me spinning up?

I remember clutching my baby Annabelle doll

whenever you said, "I'll be back soon."

She kept me from being scared until you came home.

That's the biggest regret of my life, Mads.

You know, all the hurt I caused you.

I'm just, I'm trying to atone for it now. You know?

Wait, what-what brought you to Bozeman of all places?

I mean, you are a long way from Coronado. Okay?

Followed a guy.

Didn't work out.

Do I need to worry about you

breaking one of my marshals' hearts?

-What? -I tend to be the one

whose heart gets broken.

Friends think it might have something to do

with not trusting guys to stick around.

Why don't you sleep in tomorrow?

Take a break from East Camp's rehabilitation.

I will get my beauty rest

when this bullet sponge is fixed up.

Taking a break from celebrating your mine victory?

We came to help you rebuild,

since I put your home in the crosshairs.

This is my nephew, Troy.

Extra muscle for the labor ahead.

I have a brain, too,

but Uncle sees what he wants to see.

Well, thank you, but, uh,

that's unnecessary. I got my teammates chipping in.

More help with the cabin just means more time with Tate.

Shameful that those who came after me

felt Tate was fair game.

Him shooting that man was one thing,

but to be taken from you again...

Dad!

Y'all hear that?

I'm gonna go get Tate up.

Tate?

My tummy hurts. Let's stay home together.

Another stomachache.

Lovebug, you have Ethan

and Theo and Ms. Sassa.

They're all gonna make you feel better.

Daddy doesn't get hurt at work.

I keep telling you...

Mama's fine.

Promise you won't get hurt again?

Pinky promise.

Is making a promise you can't keep

the best way to deal with his anxiety?

You made it clear I need to solve problems on my own.

Unless you changed your mind about having my back?

Bye, buddy! Love you!

Bothers me not knowing where you are.

Keep telling you I'm fine.

I'm not sure that hanging out

at your grandfather's grave sells that.

Mr. Weaver was evil.

I can't believe I thought he was anything like Grandpa.

Well, Weaver's fooled all of us, buddy.

And it's okay not to be fine.

I know you're worried.

But I don't need rescuing anymore.

You know, our family legacy...

was never about land.

It's about always having to fight.

Takes a heavy toll, son.

Good thing I'm strong.

It's how you and Grandpa raised me to be.

It's the Dutton way.

-Ooh, what is this? -Fry bread and wojapi.

-It's for... -You made 'em?

My mom did.

Hell, I've earned the carbs.

Mmm.

This is all for Maddie, actually.

-Oops. -Hey, y'all,

potluck's over, okay?

Time to shake some trees on a high-risk warrant.

Wayne Plummer. He's wanted for manufacturing

and selling homemade suppressors.

He's a Gallatin County Deputy?

Well, he was. Yeah.

He was dismissed for disciplinary reasons, though.

Getting fired made him break bad?

You know what? You can ask him yourself

when we bring him in,

which ain't gonna be a cakewalk, okay?

He's former SWAT, so let's jock up.

Thank you.

Rolling up a former SWAT operator?

You're gonna need another rifle.

Yeah, that's right. I'm gonna use Kayce's.

He's gonna meet us on target, okay?

You're still on desk duty, Miles.

Figured coming off the bench to help with East Camp and Tate

-meant I was back in the game. -Look, attack on a teammate

is an extenuating circumstance. Okay?

You punishing me or just trying to keep me safe

to stay on Maddie's good side?

Look, man, I'm-a do whatever it takes

to keep the scorn out of her eyes,

but this I am doing for you.

Okay?

Damn, that's good.

Hey. How's Tate?

Depends on who you ask.

Well, that equine therapy center idea

seems like a great way to heal East Camp after everything.

Yeah. Got to heal Tate first.

Can't see into his garage.

No idea if Plummer's car is here or not.

Okay. Warrant's a no-knock.

We disorient him, move in fast.

Kayce, you're on point, okay?

What's wrong?

I heard a click.

Don't move.

There a problem?

Belle's standing on a bomb.

Don't want to make you all collateral damage.

Clear out.

Came in as a team,

and we're gonna leave as a team, okay?

That's one.

-Sure you got this, Kayce? -Hey, you know,

Coyo's used to being around IEDs

from his time in the sandbox. You're okay.

All clear.

You all right?

Not a scratch.

So why put a booby trap here?

Keep us from whatever's

on the other side of this door.

I get why he didn't want prying eyes.

Yeah. Plenty of evidence here of his cottage industry.

Let's, uh, let's bag and tag it.

Security cameras and booby traps feels like

a belt with suspenders.

You getting any home inspiration?

I know the source of my paranoia. What's his?

"The thin blue line

has been turned into a rope that has strangled me.

It is time for those who mete out punishment unfairly

to suffer in turn."

Sounds like a manifesto.

I'm guessing the rest is on here,

but it's password-protected.

Techs can figure out what he's railing against.

Well, it's gonna be on us to find him

before he puts those words into action.

Excuse me.

So much for basking in our victory.

Couldn't clear them out. Peaceful assembly.

They're not trespassing.

And have a right to express themselves,

as misguided as their anger is.

Corrine Irons is the ringleader.

Corrine.

My office is always open to you

as we plan the best way to honor Nathan.

My husband and Cameron Standing Bear were casualties

of your wrongheaded battle against that mine,

but they're not the only ones.

I know our people

have had to bear economic hardship.

You found a way to rob the living

of their futures as well.

I am working on bringing prosperity

to Broken Rock that comes with pride rather than poison.

Save your stump speech for your campaign.

We plan to rally votes against you

if you fail to deliver on that promise.

Look, pressure plate would shake anybody.

Nah.

I'm more focused on how close I came to...

breaking a promise to Braxton.

Sorry. You're the one that needs tending to.

I'm...

I am really sorry I couldn't make Salt Lake.

No, please, don't sweat it.

I get it would make things messier for you and Jared.

It's all good.

He's in the rearview, as far as I'm concerned, but...

Braxton...

he saw the wound on my cheek, and...

he freaked out.

Leaving him was not an option.

Yeah, I would've made the same decision, okay?

You know, actually,

I wouldn't have made the same decision,

and that's why Braxton's lucky to have you.

Well, what did Dr. Sandler say?

It's-it's gonna be standard protocol.

Chemo and radiation followed by a...

pretty invasive surgery.

You got a plan, now you execute.

Mm-hmm.

And all that's left is to read in the team.

Why? Uh, it doesn't impact them until I'm out

on leave for surgery, right?

And that's not even for another two months, at least.

Uh, okay, uh, unless the side effects

knock you on your ass before then.

That's why I'm hydrating, to stave off the worst of it.

Mm-hmm.

Plummer's neighbors are all useless.

Guys that write manifestos tend to avoid block parties.

That mean you got some tome hidden at East Camp?

Hey, is everything okay with Tate?

He says so.

It's hard to believe, given everything he's endured.

Sometimes, trauma takes time to sink in.

I know something happened like this when he was younger.

There was no delayed reaction that time.

Hid under his bed for months.

How did you help him cope?

I stayed the hell out of the way.

Monica got him through it.

Well, evolve or die is in your DNA, right?

Tate's in good hands.

Plummer's manifesto runs

over 300 pages.

Long on grievances, but short on specifics.

Central thesis is he wants payback

against anyone in law enforcement

who ever alienated him,

-but doesn't name names. -What's his, uh,

work history look like?

Uh, Montana Highway Patrol,

then another half-dozen law enforcement gigs

around the state before Gallatin Sheriff's Office.

He was dismissed from all of 'em.

Okay. So, let's find the names

of anyone who's ever filed a bad report on Plummer.

And we need to get the word out.

He may be out for blood, you know?

Harry? I didn't know you were coming to town.

Oh, I thought I'd drop by and tell Deputy Cruz

how glad I am she's sticking around.

You're out of luck, man, 'cause Dre and Kayce

are out trying to locate a suspect.

What? The warrant from this morning?

That's not cleared yet?

Gallatin Sheriff's deputies are responding to a call

about a suspicious vehicle

-matching Plummer's. -Cop wouldn't roll

in his own truck if he knew he was being hunted.

Wait, do we have the names of those responding officers?

Kyle Husted and Cheryl Lundrigen.

There something I should know about?

Husted filed the internal complaint

that got Plummer fired.

Guy who got him canned just happens to find him?

Yeah. Could be setting a trap.

All right, warn the deputies to wait for backup.

Get that location to Kayce and Andrea now.

Thought only horses spooked you.

No one's been able to get Husted or Lundrigen on the radio.

Uh, if Plummer lured 'em in,

he's probably jamming their comms.

No sign of Plummer's truck.

Deputy Lundrigen, can you hear me?

She's in bad shape, but she's got a pulse.

10-33. Officers down at 4583 Maxwell. One killed in action.

We lost one of Montana's best today,

cut down by an act of cowardice

while he was protecting his community.

Deputy Kyle Husted has done his time in hell,

and although we may not have known him, we owe him.

So, let's find this bastard.

Okay. Come on, y'all.

Former Gallatin County Sheriff's Deputy

Wayne Plummer has sent Action News

a lengthy document which he claims

justifies his attack.

He sent his manifesto to the media?

He's trying to rationalize his actions, you know?

-Play the martyr card. -Are you telling me

you just happened to try and serve a warrant to this maniac

on the day he wanted to take out his misguided vengeance?

Maybe he was actually

monitoring the security cameras. Or, who knows, you know,

a friend in law enforcement could've tipped him off,

and he realized it was now or never.

Okay, but yeah, but why now? Right?

'Cause the sheriff fired this guy, like, three years ago.

There was a line in his manifesto

about "preventing another generation of injustice."

Yeah, okay, look. We need to flip his world, okay?

And we need to keep searching for any more potential targets,

just in case we need to warn 'em to shelter in place.

All right, good luck getting any law enforcement

to stand down when there's...

a cop killer on the loose.

Hello.

Husted has a daughter.

Every kid of a cop's worst fear came true.

That knife cuts a little deeper when someone gets killed

for doing their job.

Hey, y'all.

Just heard that, uh, Deputy Lundrigen's gonna make it,

thanks to your efforts.

Well, if we were 30 seconds earlier,

could've saved 'em both.

Feels like Plummer's not finished,

so we'll get a shot at redemption.

Find anything for motive?

Plummer has a son named Boone.

He got rejected from the training academy

four months ago. It lines up

right when his dad went off the grid.

Well, if he's doing this for his kid,

the son could have some answers.

Boone Plummer?

Yes, sir.

Deputy Marshals Calvin, Dutton.

You here about my dad? I saw the news.

You don't seem surprised.

Yeah, I knew he collected enemies.

I just never thought he'd go after 'em.

What do you think set him off?

He was a good cop who had his badge taken away from him.

Was he a good dad, too?

I mean, my mom left when I was seven.

Did the best he could, right?

Hey, let me ask you.

You don't think you being rejected

from the training academy had anything to do

with triggering him, do you?

Uh, Dad spent years preparing me to protect and serve.

So, yeah, he was pretty upset

when Sheriff Nelson ended my career before it began.

Ruined his dream.

Was it your dream?

Dad's not one to ask me what I want.

Hey, your dad's on a rampage.

You think you could talk him down?

Yeah...

he just hasn't taken my calls for a while.

Said he needed to keep his distance

to protect me from any further damage.

Much as he means to me, it's just been nice

getting out from under his thumb, so...

Plummer's got an old LLC

that was dormant until last month.

What kind of business?

General purpose is "buying and selling collectibles."

He bought a Buick LaCrosse, Chevy Malibu, and Ford Fusion.

Not exactly collector's items.

Kind of cars no one gives a second look.

What if Plummer's using them as bug-out vehicles?

Type of trade craft you'd expect from a cop.

Nice catch.

Hopefully, not too good.

Don't want Cal thinking I'm more valuable on desk duty.

All right.

We checked the additional vehicles Miles found

against the roadblock data.

None of them slipped through.

That means that Plummer's likely still in the area, by choice.

Yeah, and so far, we've gone through the last decade

of his records.

We're still working through a list

-of potential enemies. -Mm.

Plummer's former supervisor from Butte P.D.

was shot and killed this morning on a nature walk with his wife.

-She wasn't targeted. -A-A-Another officer down? Who?

A retired Captain Frank Winslow.

Uh, first it felt like a random act,

but then we discovered Winslow cut Plummer loose

back in 2011.

He's scratching names off his list.

Boone had to have some idea

that his future being ruined

was gonna trigger Wayne, right?

I mean, he had to know what his dad was planning, right?

Yeah, or Plummer realized Boone was trapped in his blast radius

and wanted a fresh start for his son.

Plummer struck again.

This madness needs to end.

He's in our playbook. He's one step ahead of us.

Well, you need to catch up to him, fast.

Now, I'm going to the coroner's

for the dignified transfer...

Down, down!

Where's the shooter?

He's getting away.

The hell happened out there?

Plummer took some shots at us.

Cal and Kayce took off in pursuit.

Most likely didn't like us questioning his kid.

Well, should we roll the son for aiding and abetting?

No. He was probably monitoring his son from the shadows.

Either way, all our manpower

needs to be aimed at finding Plummer.

Well, sheriff should probably reconsider holding

the dignified transfer when there's an active shooter

on the loose.

There's no greater duty than honoring a fallen hero,

and no lunatic with a rifle's gonna stop that.

But...

been enough good cops killed today.

Watch your six out there.

Traffic cam caught Plummer's Buick heading away

from that sniper hide. We're tracking his location.

Noose is tightening. Let's go join the hunt.

You're on comms, Miles.

-Yeah, what do you got, Miles? -License plate reader

picked up Plummer going south on Wilson across Main Street.

Okay, look, he's got to still be in the area.

We're gonna keep doing this grid search.

Copy.

Hey.

Yeah. Hey, y'all.

We are looking at a white Buick LaCrosse right now.

I'm gonna drop everybody a pin.

Eyes open. Could be setting another trap.

Clear.

Hood's still hot. He's got to be close.

Wow. Y'all brought the whole kitchen sink, huh?

Gonna need it.

Tapped into that bundle SOG sent us.

Think Plummer ditched the vehicle

'cause he felt the walls closing in?

Well, been playing cat and mouse with us all day.

It's probably part of his plan.

So who's he targeting now?

Cal, got something you need to hear.

Yeah, go for me, Miles.

That first job Plummer lost 18 years ago

with Montana Highway Patrol?

Happened because he spun out after getting bounced

from a joint training exercise

with the Flathead Sheriff's Office.

Wait, wasn't Gifford Flathead Sheriff?

It's his signature on Plummer's dismissal order.

So you two weren't the targets at the compound.

Gifford was.

Coroner's office is only a couple blocks away from here.

Sheriff Nelson's likely to be there. Other targets, too.

Yeah. He's probably just driving them all to the same spot.

Only getting Harry's voicemail.

Probably on mute, uh, just out of respect.

We got to clear the area, prevent a mass casualty event.

Okay, look, Dre, Kayce, get to that dignified transfer.

Belle and I will check these buildings.

Hopefully, I can get Miles to get to that

coroner landline, okay?

Let's break out. Come on.

-Hey! Clear out! -Stay back!

Everyone, clear out! He's here!

Take cover!

I'm good. I'm good.

There. You see that open window

in the back, top floor?

Let's go.

Move, move!

There's a second shooter.

Kayce, Dre,

we got a second active shooter.

Can you consolidate on us?

I'm not hearing you. Comms must be down.

Shooter has Cal and Belle pinned.

It's the son. We got to move.

Keep everyone safe.

Affirmative.

On me.

I shoot, you move.

Cover him.

Let's go.

Hey. You're keeping that promise to Braxton.

Let's just find Plummer and end this.

Hold it.

Could be booby-trapped.

I need those slap charges.

Plummer, put down that weapon!

He's moving positions.

Boone! Drop your weapon!

Put the gun down.

Dad, they want me to surrender.

You jammed comms, remember?

No, we're on a different frequency.

The only way he wouldn't respond is if he's dead.

He's dead, because he killed a cop.

Dad?

He was flawed.

You loved him anyway.

There's no shame in being loyal to family.

Just 'cause he marched you through hell

doesn't mean you got to become the devil.

Let today be his legacy, not yours.

I'm sorry.

Sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I mean, for the life of me,

Harry, I cannot understand

why you failed to tell us about your past with Plummer.

Well...

confessing our brothers' blood was on my hands

was just gonna distract from the manhunt.

What do you mean, blood on your hands? Why? Because...

you-you fired the guy 20 years ago? Come on.

No.

I'm the one who dinged the kid's application

at the academy.

Now, this happened before Dutton proved to me that

the poison apple don't always fall from the poisoned tree.

I mean, if I'd had this information, Harry, uh,

my team could've kept a lot of people out of harm's way,

including you.

I warned Sheriff Nelson...

but he wasn't gonna tuck tail,

not when he was honoring one of his own.

End of Watch ceremony, that's sacred.

It's just like the trust between teammates, right?

Right.

I realize me not telling you my truth

put the team at risk.

Full disclosure, going forward.

Hell of a thing you did,

talking Boone out of following in his dad's footsteps.

Well, he made that choice. Changed his destiny.

How you holding up?

I know today was probably triggering.

I'm fine.

Just figured cops being killed in the line of duty might

stir something up about your dad.

Yeah. Bagpipes took me back.

Stopping Wayne Plummer doesn't balance the scales,

but it's a good start.

It's a shame he almost brought Boone down with him.

God, that probably has you feeling better about Tate.

Or it's just proof how much a father

can contaminate their son.

Hey, uh, Coyo, Dre,

just need to talk to you.

Look, um...

in the interest of full disclosure...

uh, my...

my trip to Salt Lake City yesterday

was to see a, um, a-a cancer specialist.

-Cancer? -Yeah, I got a,

got a rare form of lung cancer.

It's called a Pancoast tumor, and, uh...

I'm gonna have to do some radiation treatments,

you know, a few chemo infusions over the next couple months,

but look, hey, hey, hey.

It's not gonna interfere with work, okay?

Until I have, um...

surgery.

Okay? Once the, uh, tumor shrinks.

Okay? And look, the only thing I ask of y'all

is no special treatment.

Just tree shaking, man.

We got you, boss.

All right.

Let's go get some beers, okay?

Hey.

Whatever you need, brother.

It's a fight I'm familiar with.

All right. Well, alcohol is still off the menu

for you, even after the day we had.

You're just taking money out of

my daughter's pocket, you know.

Just realized Maddie hasn't said anything about your diagnosis.

'Cause I haven't told her yet, okay?

And I realize cards up is the best policy.

Just glad I got you all there

in case there's any, uh, fallout.

Uh, change of plans?

Uh... yeah.

I thought Braxton would be in bed.

Wouldn't go. Insisted we pick you up.

All this over some splinters.

Actually, he, uh, saw the news at home,

lost it when he heard "cop-killer."

Why on Earth would you let him

-watch the news? I have... -I...

Mommy? You're okay?

Hey, baby.

I sure am.

Can you guys sleep in my room tonight?

Lovebug, you want a slumber party for three?

Me, you...

and Moosey?

You got it, buddy.

Look, neither one of us knows how to deal with this.

But it's better for him...

if we find a way to work together.

Wait, are you sure Maddie's on tonight?

Hey.

-Hey. -Oh.

Oh, my stomach's been in ropes all day.

-Rough one, but we're good. -Yeah.

Nothing's gonna happen to us, Mads.

Just glad I don't have to worry for...

a night.

Uh, drinks on me.

♪ The dogs are getting close ♪

♪ Hang me for my trouble... ♪

Cost of the job weighs on her.

Maybe your cancer news will distract her,

-give me some cover. -Hey, no, listen to me.

She does not need this on top of everything else

that she's carrying, man.

Come on. Hey, you cannot tell her, Miles.

Weren't you the one warning me against building walls?

I have burdened this girl for a lifetime.

You want me to lie to my girlfriend? Your daughter?

Okay, I will tell her when the timing's better, okay?

Come on, man, please. Please.

What if I get bored on desk duty?

Absent-mindedly out your secret?

So you're resorting to blackmail?

This? This I'm doing for you.

Let me know if y'all want anything from the kitchen.

-Hey, thank you. -Mm.

And, uh, I will see you back on the line tomorrow, Miles.

♪ Catch me if you ♪

After all the evil I hear you were hunting today,

I hope this home feels more like your sanctuary.

-You do good work, Troy. -Uncle was right,

muscle came in handy given how much damage was done in here.

I was telling Troy he needs to start a crime-cleaning service.

Gonna take a lot more than wood filler and paint

to decontaminate this place.

Well, we're gonna wipe down your home.

Clear this place of negative energy.

It'll purify this building.

It's also for the people inside.

Good. We could use some healing.

Stay and learn.

Not sure there's enough sage in Montana

to change the energy around here.

Well, you worked so hard to change it after Monica passed.

It can be changed again.

But paint and sawdust can be disruptive.

Tate's always welcome at Broken Rock if he needs peace.

Well, I should keep an eye on him,

make sure he figures out what kind of man he wants to be.

Well, your footsteps seem worthy of following.

No. No Dutton man should become his father.

I knew your father.

You're not him, Kayce.

Your concerns for Tate are proof of that.

You're looking for a guarantee

that Tate will escape unscathed

from all the death and destruction

that he's been part of.

No one can give that to you.

All you can do is guide him to the road

that you think will be best for him.