All language subtitles for Longmire.S02E13.720p.BluRay.x265-Jester

Ma'am.

Longmire residence.

Cady?

Morning, Ferg.
What's up?

I didn't expect you
to be there.

Uh, how are you...
How are you going?

A-are you feeling
any better?

I am. Thanks.

Is the sheriff around?

Yeah.

Dad! It's Ferg!

Hold on.

We got a call because a guy

was beaten up
pretty badly last night,

and, um...

Walt, there's something
a little...

I don't know...

Delicate
about this situation.

What is it?

Well, I guess this guy's been
staying here for a while.

And he's
from Philadelphia.

So...

I was looking
at his phone...

Ferg, spit it out.

He called the same number

30 times
in the last few days.

That number...

Is Vic's.

I'm sure you know that...

Vic's marriage
is a little... rocky.

Don't jump
to conclusions, Ferg.

Well, I'm not, but I-if this is
what it looks like

and Vic is having
an affair...

You know, her husband found out,
beats this guy up...

I mean, she could be
in some real trouble.

What's the victim's name?

Ed Gorski.

Hey... sheriff.

Come to finish the job?

What did you get yourself
into here, ed?

You tell me, sheriff.

Well, it says here you got
a busted rib, missing tooth,

and you took a pretty good blow
to the back of your head.

You get a good look
at your attacker, ed?

No, I didn't.

You made sure of that

when you snuck up behind me
and hit me in the head.

I didn't do this, ed.

Even though a few days ago,

you said you would do
exactly this

if I didn't
leave your county?

Doesn't matter
what I said or didn't say.

I didn't do it.

How long you been
sleeping with Vic?

I'd think by now you'd learn
to watch what you say.

No. Now I got
nothing to lose.

The people of your county are
gonna be surprised to discover

that their sheriff goes around
beating up strangers.

Well, I think
the pain medication

is clouding your mind, ed.

You wanted to see me?

Ed Gorski was, um...

Beaten to within an inch
of his life last night.

I can't say
I'm sorry to hear that.

Got sergeant haynes,
highway patrol.

What's that all about?

Vic, um...

I need to know
the precise nature

of your relationship
with ed.

Was he just an angry ex-cop
who lost a partner,

or is there...
More to this situation?

How is that
any concern of yours?

Because I am
involved in this.

No. This is my problem.

And I will handle it.

Yeah.

Um...

I kind of
made it my problem.

Um...

A couple of nights ago,
I went to see ed,

and I told him
to leave town.

One could characterize
what I said as a threat.

Now that the man's
been beaten up,

ed thinks it was me.

I never asked you
to do that.

I know. I know.

Now, I need to know that
this man was threatening you

and not that you two
had some kind of...

Romantic relationship.

There was...
Kind of, sort of something

between ed and I years ago
before I was even married.

"Kind of, sort of something"?

It lasted a few months,

but he was married,
so... I ended it.

And then I met Sean.

Look, Walt, I-I promise
I never meant for you

to get roped up in this.

Just let me go talk to ed.

I think I can get him
to drop the charges.

How?

Just trust me.

Walt...

Mathias is on the phone,

and...
Surprise, surprise...

He's not happy.

He didn't want me
to call his daddy.

Why is my deputy in the back
of your vehicle, mathias?

Neighbor called in
some suspicious activity.

Saw deputy Connally driving
around the neighborhood,

peeking in windows.

It's a bit over the top
to cuff him.

Well, he didn't have permission
to operate on the res.

Oh.

And he just started
using these on the back door

when I pulled up.

May I have a few words
with my deputy... alone?

You can have him,
but not his car.

I towed it.

He can retrieve it
from impound later

after he pays the fine.

You know mathias
could've locked you up.

What were you doing on the res
without his permission?

Come on, Walt.

You sneak around
behind his back all the time.

That's true.

I always feel bad about it.

And I always have
a good reason.

What's your reason?

The house
I was looking into

belongs to a guy
named David ridges.

I'm pretty sure
he was involved

in causing
Cady's car accident.

I found proof that someone
intentionally caused

that flat tire
that she was fixing.

I also found David's
fingerprints on the car.

Battery's dead.

What the hell happened
in here?

Maybe this will tell us.

If I die, I will not travel
the road to the star nation.

I only know one way
to set things right.

I'm going back in time
to be the man I was.

I need to leave
this body behind

and save me from myself.

I'm going to take with me
everything that is bad

and return with
the true strength and honor

of the crazy dogs.

That's quite
a suicide note.

Yeah.

But what happened to the body?

Should we call mathias,
get him involved?

And say what?

That we snuck back
onto the res,

illegally broke into
a house?

With probable cause.

We discovered a suicide,
but we don't have a body.

Also, there's no drag marks

or any sign of blood
on the floor.

I don't know much about
native American spirituality,

but is that time-travel stuff
normal,

or a sign that
the guy's a little nuts?

Yep.

I mean,
where in the hell is he?

He didn't just
disappear, did he?

That's a good question,
Branch.

And who is he?

Why was he trying
to hurt my daughter?

I've never seen this guy
in my life.

Yes, you have.

I think I'd remember it.

Apparently...

He was pouring drinks for you
the night before the election.

I found this
at Cady's house.

This don't make any sense.

There's one more detail
about this guy

that might factor in.

David ridges worked
for Jacob Nighthorse.

I think Nighthorse
had David...

Sabotage Cady's car to...

Keep your voters
away from the polls.

Last week, I confronted
Nighthorse about it.

And Nighthorse denied it.

Pretty much.

You think Nighthorse told ridges
that you were onto him,

ridges killed himself?

It occurred to me.

It also occurred
to me that...

Nighthorse knew
I was onto him,

and he killed ridges,

and did
a pretty convincing job

of making it
look like a suicide.

No flowers?

I thought at least
a balloon.

Cut the shit, ed.

Language, Vicky.

I might have to wash
your mouth out with soap.

Is that how you talk to
your sheriff boyfriend?

He had nothing to do
with this.

He seems a little old
for you, Vic.

What's that about?
Daddy issues?

What do you want
from me, ed?

I want you to feel
the consequence of your actions.

Isn't it enough
that I had to leave town...

Leave my family...

The only home
that I have ever known?

You don't think that
I felt those consequences?

No, I don't.

I think you had
a change of scenery.

You haven't really felt
what I've felt.

You haven't had
your whole life unravel.

You've been out
in big sky country

with your
chicken-shit husband

without a thought in the world
for the lives you've ruined.

You want me to feel bad?

I feel bad.

I want you
to feel what it's like

to have everything
you care about taken away.

I want you to hurt, Vic.

I can arrange that.

I'm going to take with me
everything that is bad

and return with
the true strength and honor

of the crazy dogs.

It all makes sense to me.

He's calling on
the crazy dogs,

what the blackfoot call
their dog soldiers.

Again with the dog soldiers.

Show me what else you found
in his house.

Yeah.

This is negative medicine.

It is used by someone
who is on the dark side.

It represents lost spirits
that are desperately looking

to find their way
back to the light.

I hope he finds
the light after what he
did to my goddaughter.

He needs to go back.

So

you believe
he actually time-traveled?

A lot of my people
have a different idea

about the nature of time
than you.

Perhaps he will return
in a few months or years.

You can ask him then.

I don't have years.

I need to know how this man
is connected to Cady's accident.

Well, if I were you,
I would proceed with caution.

All this... bad medicine,

whether you believe in it
or not,

tends to attract
some dangerous types.

Like Nighthorse.

What does Jacob Nighthorse
have to do with this?

I'm not sure.

I think we should go have
a chat with him and find out.

Hey, Walt,
I need to talk to you.

I can go alone.

Okay, sure.

But don't go in hot.

Cool as a cucumber.

So...

What's up?

Ed Gorski's gonna
fill out a crime report,

but he won't be
naming you.

So, who's ed naming
as his assailant?

Me.

'Cause I did it.

I didn't want your life
getting tangled up in this mess,

so I decided,
before he came after me,

I was gonna go after him.

You beat him up?

Show me your hands.

Based on the way
ed looked,

I'd expect to see
a cut or a bruise or...

I didn't use my hands.
I used a baseball bat.

You didn't hire Hector?

No.

And Ed's gonna
fill out a crime report

based on what I told him,

so I just thought
you should know.

And I should
probably, uh...

Put myself on suspension
until the dust settles.

Vic, if he files that report,

you're not gonna be able
to work here...

Anywhere, really.

I guess I should have
thought of that before.

Got a few more questions
about David ridges.

Why? David is dead.

How do you know that?

Because I found the body.

When?

Two days ago.

I was worried about him.

He started talking about...

Killing himself.

Though he never put it
quite like that.

He talk about
going back in time?

Yes, that's exactly
how he put it.

How did you know about
the time-travel thing?

Did you talk to David
about the flat tire?

No, I didn't.
Hmm.

You were the only one
I talked to about that.

Then I guess he'd heard about
your suspicions through me.

I don't think
I'd be betraying him now

by telling you that your
suspicions were well-founded.

Did he tell you
something about it?

He told me
everything about it.

He thought that
by disabling

that car Cady Longmire
was driving,

he'd be helping me...

And, of course, you.

He never meant
for anybody to get hurt.

So, he confessed to you
and then killed himself.

If all that's true,
then where's the body?

Hopefully
with his ancestors.

I'm gonna need you
to be a little more specific.

A little less spiritual,
you mean?

I burned it...
As per David's wishes.

Show me where.

Hello, lawman.
How'd you find me?

Hector, I've got friends
in the Cheyenne nation.

You're not supposed to be
on the res.

You're not supposed to be
off it.

I go where
the wind tells me.

Justice has no borders.

But you should know
an injustice is about to occur.

Must be Tuesday.

Someone's about to go to jail
for what you did to ed Gorski.

Who is ed Gorski?

The white guy
from the motel.

He's laid up in a hospital now
with a missing tooth.

Kind of your calling card,
if I remember correctly.

If you don't come back
to the station with me,

someone else is gonna
confess to that beating.

If she does,
she'll likely lose her job.

She should not confess
if she did not do it.

I know that.

But she's going to.

Now,
an assault charge for you

might mean a little jail time
or a fine.

It's not gonna ruin your life
or end your career.

Some might say it'd
enhance your reputation.

I do not care
about my reputation.

But you do care
about right and wrong.

Longmire residence?

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Sorry, you can't just
come in here like this.

Detective Fales,
what is going on here?

Is your father at home?

No.

What is this?

It's a search warrant.

For what?

Honestly,
I don't really know.

We're serving it on behalf
of another police department.

You think my dad
had something to do with

killing that meth head
in Denver?

What'd you do,
standing bear?

Nothing.

If you really think
about your father

and how much
he loved your mother,

is it really
so hard to believe

he would want to kill the man
that took her away?

So when I came to Denver,

you were already
investigating my dad?

You weren't helping me.

You were just digging
for information.

I'm gonna need you
to close down.

You almost done in there?

Almost.

Don't touch that.

Don't! You can take
anything you want, okay?

It doesn't matter because
my dad is not a killer,

but you cannot
take this!

Open it.

Go to hell.

Cady, I have a warrant.

Now open it.

She can... she can
keep the tea box.

I can't believe it.
They...
I know.

Don't forget
the cabinets over there.

Those are
very important documents.

I'm gonna need those.

Hey, who are you?

What's going on?

They showed up an hour ago
with a search warrant.

Why didn't you call me?

He wouldn't let me
use the radio.

Who?

Hello, sheriff.

Who's your friend?

Ferg.

Lock him up.

See this one?

Yeah, I saw that.

There should be
a file cabinet over here.

You mind telling me
what's going on in here?

I found a witness connecting you
to the Miller Beck case.

Who's Miller Beck?

The man who stabbed
your wife.

Never knew his name.

Not even when you
attacked him

in a meth house
in Denver last year?

You're tearing up my office
on the word of a drug dealer?

Oh, no, no, no.

He told
a very compelling story.

This witness remembers being
approached by a big cowboy

that had all kinds of questions
about Miller.

The witness told the cowboy

that Miller
had showed up recently

with $700 in cash

he had taken off some lady
in a purse-snatching.

The cowboy asked him
to describe the purse.

Then, he paid the witness
a few bucks and went on his way.

Cowboy in Denver...

What are the odds?

Well, a few hours later,

that same cowboy

busted into their house
with a gun.

He attacked Miller,

but Miller's friends
were all cranked up on meth,

and they kicked his ass.

When I showed the witness
some photos,

he identified the cowboy...

...as you.

That's quite a story...

And one decidedly
lacking in evidence.

Why do you think
I'm serving search warrants?

I brought David's body
out here to honor him.

And because a man tortured

by as much dark medicine
as David ridges

needed all the spiritual help
he could get.

I wanted to set him
on the right path

into the next world.

You didn't think to call us?
Or mathias?

Why?

No crime was committed.

Troubled young man
took his own life.

He has no family.
No one wished him ill.

Except you, I guess.

I did not wish him ill.

I was just trying to find out
what his fingerprints were doing

all around the flat tire that
almost killed Cady Longmire.

Obviously, I'll need
more than your word

to confirm
that this is him.

It was him.

Then you don't mind
if I take a sample for DNA.

No. You will not.

This might not
look like much to you,

but it's sacred ground.

David is with
the crazy dogs now,

and you will let him be.

I need to do my job.

You set foot
on this land again...

The force of the Cheyenne nation
will come down upon you

for disturbing a holy place.

Henry?

Fales is here
searching my office.

I just wanted to
warn you.

Too late.

They are here.

They gonna find anything?

Nothing I cannot explain.

So, what are you
going to do?

At the moment,
there's not much I can do.

Fales has pretty much
taken over the office.

Couldn't come at a worse time.

I got, uh,
someone in custody

who doesn't need
the extra scrutiny right now.

Who?

Hector.

Walt, I told you
about Vic hiring Hector

so that if there was a beating,
you would not arrest him.

After all, he was doing
something for your friend.

Things have gotten
more complicated.

You have no idea.

Hey.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Get used to it.

Yeah? What... what's that
supposed to mean?

It means that I might be
out of a job soon.

What?

There's, uh...

Some stuff that's been going on
that I haven't told you about.

Uh-oh.
That doesn't sound good.

It's not great.

Do you, um...
Do you remember those flowers?

Somebody from Philly
showed up here in durant,

and he's been...

Threatening me.

This Bobby Donolato thing.

When are they gonna
let this go?

You didn't do
anything wrong.

Cops aren't supposed to
rat on other cops.

You know that.
You did the right thing.

They were breaking the law.

Why didn't you tell me
this was going on?

Because I don't
want to worry you.

It wasn't Gorski, was it?

Well, now I know why
you didn't want to say anything.

Where is he?
I'm gonna kick his ass.

Somebody already has.

That's why I might be
out of job.

Well, answer it.

Maybe it's another ex-boyfriend
looking to get back in the game.

Sean.

Let's go, Hector.

You going somewhere?

You got your job to do.
I still got mine.

I have to move
this prisoner.

Well, can't you find
someone else to do that?

I may still have
a few questions to ask you.

Ferg, let me borrow
your cellphone.

Uh, okay.

You got any questions,
you can give me a call.

Where are you taking me?

There's too much activity
in my station.

I'm friends with the sheriff
in cumberland county.

I think he'll take you in.

You mean jail.

For a little bit.

You in some type
of trouble, lawman?

I don't know, Hector.

Maybe.

Then why don't you
just keep driving?

I can't.

What are you doing
out here?

Looking for you.

Ruby said you two were on
your way to cumberland county.

And the horse?

It is for Hector.

You are going to put him on it
and tell him to disappear.

Told you before, Henry...
I can't just let him go.

You can, and you will,
because you owe him.

I owe him?

Never done anything
for me.

Actually, that is not
entirely accurate.

He killed a man for you.

When I saw what happened to you
in Denver last year...

...I realized that there were
only two ways

the situation
was going to end...

With you dead
or with you in jail.

Neither of those two
seemed right to me.

So, while you were
recovering,

I took the photograph
and address out of your pocket,

and I went back to Denver.

It is time to get
your spiritual affairs in order.

What's going on here?
Who are you?

I am the judge and the jury,

and I am here
to pronounce your sentence.

Are you ready to hear it?
Get out of my way.

Death... within the next
24 hours, you will die.

Do you know why?

Because you are a murderer,
and you do not deserve to live.

Think about that
in the hours you have left.

So, what does any of this
have to do with Hector?

I did what my people often do
when your justice system fails.

I called in Hector.

You pronounced
his sentence,

and Hector went there
and killed him?

- Yes.
- No.

I told you before, lawman...
I'm not a killer.

Hector, you told me
that you did it.

You told me that man
hurt the lawman's wife,

so I hurt him.

But I'm not a killer.

Hector, someone
broke his neck

and buried him
in a shallow grave.

I believe you.

But it wasn't me.

I beat him like
I've never beaten anyone,

and I gave you his teeth,
but I didn't kill him.

If I did, he would have
stopped feeling pain.

Death is release.
Pain is forever.

I assumed
that you killed him.

I think choosing
who lives and dies

is up to the great spirit,
not me.

I'm just a man.

So, what are you
going to do now?

Well, if he had killed that guy,
I'd probably release him.

But now, 'cause of
this ed Gorski thing,

I don't think I can.

Ironic... Hector was
the only one of us

who did not have murder
in his heart.

So, if it wasn't you,
and it wasn't him...

...who killed
that meth head?

Where'd you move ed Gorski?
He called me to come down.

Excuse me?
Ed Gorski.

I was just in his room.
He's not there.

He checked
himself out an hour ago.

Shit.

Are you deputy Moretti?
Yeah.

Mr. Gorski
left this for you.

I'm sorry, dad.

What for?

I didn't know
that when I went to Denver

I was helping
detective Fales.

He tricked me,
and I should have known better.

It's okay, pumpkin.
You didn't do anything wrong.

But I did.

After your mother died...

Dad...

Did you kill him?

No.

But I wanted to.

And I tried to.

Did Henry?

No.

So, what does Fales have
that makes him think you did?

A witness.

Someone I talked to last year.

A friend of the murderer.

He told me that...

The guy was bragging
about mugging your mom.

He even described
your mom's purse,

the one you picked out for her
when you were 9.

Remember that purse?

Of course.

Well, I went
to the guy's house,

and...

That purse
was in the garbage can.

I still can't believe mom died
for what she had in her purse.

I mean, mom, of all people.

You know,
she always taught me,

"you put $50 in your purse
and the rest..."

"The rest in your boot."
"...In your boot."

Fales told me
the guy that killed your mom

got $700 out of her purse.

Walt, I'm patching in
Vic for you.

Vic, what's up?

I wanted to let you know
that, uh, ed Gorski left town.

He's not gonna
press any charges.

That's good news.

So, Ferg told me
that you arrested Hector.

You know, you didn't
have to do that.

You can't protect
everybody, Walt.

Well, it's sort of
my job to try.

So, anyway, I guess I can
come back to work now?

You want me to drive over
to cumberland county,

get Hector released?

No, I'll take care of that.

You've already had
one heck of a week.

Why don't you take, uh,
a vacation day?

Really?

A vacation day.

Paid?

Don't make me
rethink the offer.

How'd it go
with Nighthorse?

He said he found David Ridge's
body and burned it.

You believe him?

I'm heading out
to the burial site now

to see if I can get
a DNA sample.

You want to come?

Where is it?

It's on the res,

right on the other side
of the powder river.

Might be better
than going in there.

I can't.

I have to go in.

I got called in
to my own office.

I was beginning to worry
you weren't coming,

thought maybe
you were going to flee.

Are you here to arrest me?

I'm still thinking about it.

Been wondering something
about you, detective.

What's that?

Why are you working so hard
to find Miller Beck's killer...

When your department
could hardly be bothered

to find my wife's killer?

Town I grew up in
was a small town,

like this one.

And our sheriff
was a lot like you.

You don't know
what I'm like.

I do.

You wear the hat
and the badge.

Far as you're concerned,

you're the most important person
for Miles around.

And you think you can do
whatever you want

without anyone
checking on you.

You know, I saw sheriffs
in the South

who literally
got away with murder.

And I saw that corruption
trickle down to the deputies.

I grew up around
too many badges

who'd arrest a man
they didn't like,

beat a man who
didn't respect them,

kill a man who hurt them.

I got my badge
for a different purpose.

I want to protect people
from guys like you.

So this is about you
settling some old beef,

with me standing in
for some some corrupt sheriff

from where you grew up?

I have motive
and plenty of evidence.

What would you do?

Not ignore the one detail
about this case

that doesn't make
any sense.

And what's that?

My wife's purse.

My wife...

Never carried more
than $50 in her purse.

Your witness said Miller Beck
took $700 off her.

If he didn't get
that $700 from my wife,

where did he get it?

From another purse?

No. I think someone paid
Miller Beck to stab my wife.

And I think
the same person killed him

to shut him up after
I started asking questions.

Who do you think would have
wanted your wife dead?

Someone that didn't like her,

or someone
that didn't like me.

I got a few ideas.

That's a very good theory,
Walt,

but I'd rather stick
with my evidence.

We turned up this medicine bag
in your friend Henry's office.

Mathias said his people

often keep special items
in those bags.

I know what
a medicine bag is.

Do you know
what was in Henry's?

Teeth.

And they match Miller Beck's
dental records.

I've got the dead man's teeth
from your friend's office

and proof that he was
in Denver last year.

You may be innocent,

but your friend Henry
is not.

You arrested Henry?

The tribal police did.

Then I'll have him
extradited to Denver.

But don't you worry.

I'll make sure he gets
his one phone call.

Damn!

Aaah!

Henry, is that you?

Walt.

Help me, Walt.

Who shot you?

Who shot you, Branch?

A dead man.