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- Shh.
[horse snorts]

[softly] Shh. Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah, easy. Easy.

[low whinny]

Oh.

It's not fair, this life.

[grunts]

- I know you deserve better.

[cocks trigger]

Best I can offer you
is peace.

[cows lowing]

[somber music]

♪

[metallic clatter]

[steam hissing]

[indistinct radio chatter]

[radio chatter]

[sirens wailing]

[somber music continues]

♪

[sirens wailing]

[cows lowing]

[brakes screech]

[car doors shut]

The things we lose
to keep you fed.

[lowing]

[police radio chatter]

- Jesus, that's John Dutton.

Commissioner, you all right?

[dramatic music]

♪

[indistinct chatter]

- The state of Montana
has never gauged its progress

by the size of its cities.

We measure our progress

by how those cities
impact the people

and the land surrounding them,

the land that feeds them,

provides their water,
nourishes their souls.

- This doesn't sound like
a legal argument, Mr. Dutton.

It sounds like a lecture.

- Well, it's a summation
of our state constitution,

which clearly states
that land preservation

and property rights
take precedence

over public expansion.

- The constitution
clearly denotes

the state's right
to eminent domain

and grants the authority
to condemn property

for the public good.

- For essential
public services

like hospitals, schools,
highways--

not housing developments.

- Housing is essential.

Bozeman has doubled
in size in a decade.

We're 30 miles away,

and our population is less
than it was 40 years ago.

Why? Because their fence
guarantees we don't grow.

Stagnation is death for a town,

and the Duttons
are the ones killing it.

- Well, poetic if it were true,

since a Dutton
founded the town.

As it stands,
the defendant is correct.

Our land use laws
are quite clear.

For this commission
to grant eminent domain,

you must show
public need, not desire.

- I think
that's enough posturing.

Let's put it to a vote.
- The plaintiff hasn't shown

any legal imperative
for a vote,

so this case is dismissed.

[gavel thuds]

- It's 30,000 acres, Jamie.

That isn't a fraction
of the ranch.

Okay, look, you can harvest
the timber first,

no environmental review,
nothing.

You can cut every tree
to the root.

- You want to suggest
to my father

that he clear-cut his land,
be my guest.

You're a braver man than me.

- Just mention it, Jamie.

The town grows, or it dies.

- Well, maybe it
should grow...up.

Condos, Alan, like
they have in San Francisco.

- Condos?

Who wants to live
in a condo in Montana?

- I don't know how you're gonna
get 'em out by yourself.

- Don't have to get 'em
all out.

Just that stallion.

Once he's gone, the rest
will leave on their own.

- Best of luck. That bastard
kicked my truck door so hard,

we had to use a crowbar
to get it open.

That damn mustang's done more
in one week to stop drilling

than every environmental
group in the state.

- Maybe I should just leave him
where he is then.

- Where'd you find this guy?

- Yellow pages.

Ad says he works
with problem horses.

- Oh, this'll be interesting.

- Kid's fucking crazy.

[horse whinnies]

- Yeah, uh...

sure is building something.

[knock on door]

- [softly] Beth.
- Of course he didn't.

He couldn't find his ass
with both hands.

- Bob--Bob needs you.
- Give me a minute.

- I don't think
he has a minute.

- God damn it, Bob,
I didn't come here

to do business
with these people.

I came here to do
business with you.

- I can hear you screaming
halfway down the hall, Craig.

- I thought we were gonna try
and work this out, Bob.

- We've been trying
to work this out

for three hours, Craig.

This is the alternative.

- We don't want to merge.

- No one wants
to merge with you.

You have
a three-to-one debt ratio.

It'd be easier to sell VCRs.

- I'm not gonna be bullied
by your hatchet man, Bob.

We will pull our funds,

and we will take our business
down the street to Chase.

- We're just asking you
to suspend the dividend.

- And kill the stock!

- What do you think's
gonna happen

when I dump our 18% share
tomorrow morning?

I'll tell you what.

The stock will drop below 10,

SEC will suspend trading,

and every creditor you have
will file on you.

Your company will be
chapter 11 by Friday,

and since we're
your largest creditors,

I can promise you there'll be
no negotiating then.

I will be CEO of
IL Energy by Monday.

I will fire every
fucking employee.

Then I will sell your leases
and equipment to Chevron

for 30¢ on the dollar,
and you, buddy,

you will have
the unique distinction

of being the only
drilling company

to go bankrupt
in the largest oil boom

of the last century.

Won't that look good
on a resume?

- I started this company
in my garage.

- That's where
it's gonna end up

if you don't suspend
the dividend

and allow us
to assume management.

Don't look at him.

You're dealing with me now.

So what's it gonna be?

Are we restructuring
your company tomorrow

or killing it?

- Good.

You made the right choice,
Craig.

We'll get you through this.

- [under breath] Bitch.

- I just saved your house.

I put your kids
through college.

Maybe you should say
something more appropriate.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

[horse whinnies]

[thump]

[horse whinnying, thrashing]

[muffled thumping]

[horse whinnying]

[thudding continues]

[pop/folksy rap music]

♪

[rapping]

[horse whinnies]
[thump]

- ♪ Another suicide,
that's just the worst ♪

[indistinct singing]

♪

[horse whinnies]
[thump]

♪ And here's the kinda town

♪ Singing to the moon
our lonesome song ♪

[horse continues
whinnying]

[thump]

[song continues]
[thumping continues]

[horse snorts]

[horse whinnying,
thrashing]

[thumping, snorting]

[children playing]
[thumping continues]

- Daddy!

- Hey, buddy.

[horse continues thumping,
whinnying]

- Bet it was fun putting him
in the trailer.

- Yeah, they call him
a tornado.

- How are you planning
on getting him out?

- I'm just making this up
as I go, babe.

[thumping, snorting
continues]

I'd step back a bit further
if I were you.

[horse whinnying,
thumping]

It's all right.

[thud]

I know it don't
seem like it, but it is.

[thudding, whinnying]

Easy.
[horse snorting]

Easy.
[horse grunts]

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Easy, easy.
That's it.

That's it.

Hey.
[horse grunting, snorting]

Whoa...whoa.
[horse grunting]

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

You kids get back!

Hey, hey, hey.

[grunting]

That's it, that's it.
Come on.

[horse grunting, snorting]

It's all right.
It's all right.

[horse grunting softer]

- Can I pet him?

- Sure, son,
in about a year.

- No fear in this one.
He got that from you.

- You mean no common sense.
He got that from you.

- Well, I suppose your homework
is in the kitchen doing itself.

[kids chattering,
giggling]

[loud grunting]

Oh, he's gonna be fun to break.

Well, holler at me
if you need my help.

- Free tomorrow?

Could use a hand.

- Yeah, sure.

- Bring a horse.

Just not that one.

- Wow. My brother
actually talked to me.

Well, that was progress.

- Yeah, it was something.

- I got parent conferences
tonight,

so you're on Tate patrol.

- All right.

- I wonder what he's thinking.

- Well, he's probably thinking
I took his freedom.

- Well, he's right.

[horse snuffling softly]

Supper's ready.

- Ah, damn it.

Your mother was always
better at this.

- Hey, you know
who's really good at it?

Doctors.
- Yeah.

- Should have done
that yesterday.

Here, let me do it.
Let me do it.

All right, Alan asked me
to mention it, so I will.

They'd allow us to harvest
the timber before the--

- No.

The answer's no.
- Yeah.

Can I do this?

- Yeah.

When you say no, it must be
the death of the question.

- Mm-hmm, I understand.

- If there's even a hint
of maybe,

the questions won't stop
until they find

something you can't say no to.

- Mm.

- You got to learn
when to think

like a lawyer,
you understand?

And when to think
like a landowner.

Or a lawyer's
all you're ever gonna be.

Yeah.

Well, I'll say this.
You...

You got your mother's hands.

[barking]

[helicopter blades whirring]

[horses whinnying]

- Hey.

I told them no.

Hey, I said
you wouldn't consider it.

Should you consider it?
Absolutely.

We could use the money and the
leverage that comes with it.

- You're not coming, Dad?

- No, I got a meeting
in Bozeman.

Why don't you take
your badge out with you today?

Take a rifle too.

- I mean, they won't give us
any trouble over strays.

I mean, hell, they'll probably
help us round them up.

- Well, the badge is for
the ranchers riding with you.

It'll keep them from
bringing home any extras.

- Did you hear me?

[helicopter engine
powering up thrum]

- Leverage is knowing
if someone had...

all the money in the world...

This is what they'd buy.

[foreboding music]

♪

[intense music build-up]

[soft, dramatic music]

♪

[bird of prey cries]

[distant chanting]

[chanting in native language]

♪

[drumming intensifies]

[chanting]

♪

[chanting, drumming continue]

[knocking at door]

[chanting and drumming
continues in background]

- Senator.

- I'm sorry I'm late.

I wanted to see
the reservation first.

- Did you enjoy your tour?

- No, no, I did not.

- Well, it's good
that you took it.

Inequity must be witnessed
to be changed.

Please have a seat.

- Oh.

I can't imagine all
your mother overcame

just to raise you here.

- I never met my mother,
and I wasn't raised here.

Till I was 18,
I thought I was Mexican

even though
I didn't look Mexican

and I didn't feel Mexican,

if one can feel their heritage,
which I believe one can.

When I turned 18, my adoption
records were unsealed,

and imagine my surprise.

I confronted
my adopted parents,

who said they lied
to protect me.

They said as a Mexican,

I would face
discrimination, sure,

but as an Indian,
I would know a hatred

that had to be endured
to be fully understood.

They thought they were giving
me a better chance at life.

That's this nation's policy
toward us, always has been.

If we want a better life,
all we have to do

is stop being Indian.

- I'm gonna change that policy.

- My people are the only ones
that can change that policy.

[sighs]

The gambler's money
is like a river,

flowing one way...
our way.

Senator, you've
never driven a road

or walked a trail
or skied a mountain in Montana

that didn't belong
to my people first.

This nation doesn't
want to give it back?

So be it.

We'll buy it back...

with their money.

- So what do you want from me?

- I want you to help me
spend it.

Come. Meet the people
we're saving.

- Ladies and gentlemen,
let's welcome the new chairman

of Broken Rock,
Thomas Rainwater!

[cheers and applause]

- What about water and power?

You don't need
a permit for that?

See, the bank's concern is
that you're gonna break ground,

and the state or the fucking
EPA paper us in lawsuits

because we built a power plant
without a permit.

- In the state of Montana,
no permit is required

to build a power source
for a mine or a mill.

Now, we'll construct
our own mill

that will also allow us
to harvest wood

directly from the forest,

cutting our lumber cost by 65%.

Damming the river here
will generate enough power

to light every home
in the subdivision.

Now, this is a self-sustaining
community

30 miles from the most pristine
wilderness in North America.

Now, if you don't see
the potential in that,

we need another bank.
- We see the potential.

I just--

There are no restrictions
on damming a river?

- Beavers do it
all the time.

On our land it's our river.

Now, this isn't California,
gentlemen.

This is Montana.

We can do whatever we want.

[traffic noises]

[soft rock playing]

♪

- My name's Ted.
Where are you from?

Really?
[laughs]

I've been here a week.

You're the first person I've
met who's actually from here.

Can I buy you another drink?

- Why not?

Hey, Dalton,
give me another one.

- You don't live here anymore,
though, not dressed like that.

You came back
for a family reunion.

No, no, those never happen
at home for some reason.

Let's see, Bozeman
is a college town,

so I'm gonna say
a school reunion,

class of...2006.

Am I close?

- Do you feel close, Ted?

- Ah, it feels like
I'm getting close.

- My turn.

You're in real estate
or something

equally as unimportant,
married,

couple of kids, one on the way.

That was your excuse
to come out here.

Need the break.
Work, family life.

It's so demanding.

A little fresh air,
a little "me time."

You came alone 'cause none of
your friends could afford it,

and those who do,
they--they have wives

a lot smarter than yours
'cause let's be honest, Ted,

you didn't come here to fish.

You're hunting.

That's why
you're sitting in a bar

instead of standing in a river.

- Who the hell are you
to judge me?

- I ain't judging you, buddy.

- Morning, gentlemen.

- I'm hunting too,
just not hunting you.

- What's wrong with me?

- You look like
a real soft fuck, Ted.

All you city boys do.

Gentlemen,
mind if I join you?

[men shouting]

- They even got
the barb wire tore down.

That is our property,
god damn it.

- Can't hear ya.
Come about 2 feet closer.

- You think I won't?
- I think you shouldn't,

but coming on our land
is bred into you people.

- I've had enough of your shit.

Let me tell you something--

[men shouting]

- When those cattle
walked onto our land,

they became our cattle
to do as we please.

- Whatever happens next
happens to you first.

[helicopter whirring]

[tense music]

- Son of a bitch.

♪

- Back up.

- You should respect
your veterans.

- Boy, you sure made
a mess of this.

- It was a mess
when I got here.

- This is a tribal issue, John.

Livestock commission's
got no authority here.

- Those look like livestock
to me.

- The Chief's at Commencement,
but I'm calling the shots.

- I'm impressed you said that
with a straight face, Ben.

- Cattle wandered
onto res land, John.

- Yeah, well,

cattle don't know
the difference

between your land and ours.

- Neither did we
till the government

showed us.
Ha.

Now I guess we're showing you.

I argued against it,
but the new chief...

Hungry for a fight, this one.

- God damn it, I just--

I just don't see how anyone
gains from all this, Felix.

- I don't either,
but he don't think like me.

Grew up in Denver,

went to some big university.

Now he thinks like you.

I'll keep 'em here
as long as I can, John.

- I'll bring up hay
so they don't wander.

Lee!
- I got to go.

- Clear everyone out.

- You know, there was barbed
wire on this fence a week ago.

- I know.
Now clear them out.

- Move out!
All right, let's go!

- ♪ Our flag was still there

♪ Oh, say does that
star-spangled ♪

♪ Banner yet wave

♪ O'er the land of the free

♪ And the home
of the brave ♪

[cheers and applause]

- Ladies and gentlemen,
I'd like to welcome you out

to the 2018

Greater Montana
Livestock Auction.

We're gonna start out
with lot number one.

It's Royal M. Duke,
a 2013 registered

English bull offered
by Double G Angus Ranch,

sired by Supreme Domino
out of Miss Domino.

Now we're gonna start
the bidding out at 25,000.

I'm at 25. I'm at 50.
[auctioneering]

I'm at 55, gonna go 60,
at 60 now,

now 5 on 65,000,
65 looking for 70.

[auctioneering] 75, 75

and now bid
at 80, 80,000, 85?

85, now 90, 90?

- One phone call.
I'll be right back.

- We have any little recourse
on the Reservation land?

- Civil maybe, but if
you're talking prosecution,

we need friends in
the U.S. Attorney's Office.

- Make some.

[applause]

Hello, Trent.

- John.

I wouldn't wish the week you're
having on my mother-in-law.

[laughing]
- Well, it's only Tuesday.

- 50, 60, 60.

Now 70. 70 now.

75, now bid at 80, 80.

- John.

- This is not the day, Dirk.

- The word has it
you're hiring.

- Cowboys, not criminals.

- I can't stop him.

You can.

Jimmy's the only family
I have left.

The favor's to me,
not to him.

Please.

Please.

- We're gonna do this my way,
all right?

You understand? My way.
- Yeah.

I remember when your way
was the only way,

and the world
was better for that.

- Hello, Governor.
- John.

How are you?

Thank you.

Jamie did well
at the hearing.

- It's easy to do well
when the outcome's decided.

- I couldn't hit it
if he didn't tee it up,

and my offer
still stands, John.

- Yeah, well...

I don't want him in politics.

- He's already in politics.

- Yeah, with
a constituency of one.

- [laughs]

How concerned should I be
about this issue on the Res?

- It's a new chief
showing off for his voters.

We've all done it.

[applause]
- Well...

we should schedule
a lunch.

- I could use a lunch.

[background chatter]

[solemn music]

♪

- Sold it to you. 135.
Sold it, 135.

[indistinct chatter]
[cattle lowing]

- You were right.

They're building a city.

Goodnight, Daddy.

- Goodnight, sweetheart.
Good to have you home.

[pensive string music]

♪

- [clicking lips]

[clicking tongue]

That's it.

Come on. That's it.

That's it.
That's it, buddy.

- Got tiger stripes
on his legs.

You know what that means,
don't you?

- [exhales sharply]

Spanish blood.
- Pure.

One of his ancestors
probably bucked a conquistador

and took to the hills.

You manage to break his spirit,

no horse will
serve you better.

- He'll serve me just fine
with spirit intact.

- Yeah.

I used to think
the same thing at your age.

Hope you prove me wrong.

- I didn't know them
were your cattle.

- Would it have made
a difference?

You don't want to be
on the wrong side of this, son.

- Yeah, well, the list of
things I don't want is endless.

You telling me what to do
is one of them.

- I'm not telling you
what to do.

I just don't want you
to get in trouble.

- Well, if I'd have known
there was sides,

I wouldn't have been
there at all.

- Good lord, even here
the world just keeps on coming.

- Rough week, huh?

- Yeah.

One only a grandson
could fix.

Thought I'd come see

Tate play in the dirt,
maybe even join him.

- He's at Monica's parents.

- I guess the early grandpa
gets the worm, huh?

Can I give you
some advice, Kayce?

Someday your son's
gonna test you.

He's gonna force you
to make a decision

that not only determines
his future

but your place in it.

I want you to remember me
standing here, son,

before you make that decision,
because this--

this is a consequence
of choosing wrong.

- Anything else?

- I just want to
know him, Kayce.

- You know him.
- No, I don't. I don't.

We've met,
but I don't really know him.

And he doesn't know me.

Is it too much to ask that you
help make that happen?

- [humorless chuckle]

You've always asked too much.

[clicking tongue]

[truck starts]

- What was he doing here?

- [sighs] Who knows?

- Dad!

Is this for me?

[hard rock music playing]

♪

[music stops]

- You Jimmy?

Dirk Hurdstram's boy?

- [stammers]

- You alone, Jimmy?

I'll take that as a yes.

[Taser zapping]

You're a two-time loser,
Jimmy.

One more felony,
and they throw away the keys.

You know what? You might
do all right in prison.

You got the lips for it.

- You're either a servant
or a king in this place,

and I ain't no fucking servant.

- No, no.

You're a thief.

- Oh, what the fuck, man?

What the fuck, man?

Wait, wait, wait!

Wait, wait, wait!
Wait, wait!

Fucking psycho, wait!

- Jimmy, I'm gonna give
you two choices.

One is I take you
and all this shit,

and I drive you down
to the sheriff's office,

and it's good riddance
to your sorry ass,

or you prove that you
deserve another chance.

From what I can see, you don't,
but it ain't up to me.

- You're with the Yellowstone?

- It's getting cold, Jimmy.

You know what? Fuck it. I'm
taking you to the sheriff's.

- Wait, just--
- Just get up.

- Why would John Dutton
give a shit about me?

- He doesn't.

But he will.

Now, you be a man about it.
Don't scream.

- [breathing hard]

[branding iron sizzles]
- [groaning]

[groans]

- You know where the ranch is?

You start Monday.

- Hey, we need
a new dishwasher.

- I notice you never ask for
appliances with your pants on.

- Number one, I make more money

than you do, cowboy.
- Oh, yeah?

- And number two,
I already bought it.

No pants is so you don't bitch

about driving to Billings
to pick it up.

- Ugh, Billings.

- It's so far.

Tell me about today.

- He just wants to know
his grandson.

I guess we could give him that.
What do you think?

- You know what I think.

But we'll give it
to him anyway.

It'll happen to us too
someday.

Tate'll move away
and have a family of his own,

and all we'll get
is little fixes.

- That is the meanest thing
you've ever said to me.

- I know, baby, but it's true.

We can make another.

That way when he leaves,
it won't hurt so bad.

[soft music]

♪

- Hold on.

1138.

- 1138.

Lost one last year.

Old gal just turned 11.

- Get rid of her.

- [clears throat]

- I needed you at the auction.

- I was at the auction.

- I don't mean checking brands.

- Dad, I stand in bullshit
12 hours a day.

I'm not gonna do it at night.
That's Jamie's job.

- You can't run this place

if you won't interact
with the people, Lee.

- I'm running it right now.
- This ain't running it.

- Don't start with me.
- This ain't running it!

This is working it.

God damn it, 38 years old,

you still don't know
the difference.

- Shit, one's down.

[cows lowing]

- Looks like a breech.

- Can we get her up?
- No, we'll pull it--

We'll pull it while she's down.

- You got her?

Okay, ready?

[lowing]

I'm sorry.

[cow huffing]

- You feel the legs?
- Not yet.

[cow grunts]

- Easy, mama. Easy, easy.

- Okay, got them, I got them.
All right, tell me when.

[straining] Tell me when.
[cow moaning]

- All right, go.
- [grunts]

- Shh, easy, mama.

Shh.

- [grunting]

[lowing]

[both cows lowing]

- [sighs, laughs]

- [sighs, groans]

- Whew.

- When you look at that calf,
what do you see?

- I see a life
I got to feed and defend

until it grows up and feeds me.

- That's what
a cowboy should see.

But a cattleman sees
a $293 investment

worth $1,100 in seven months

whether it feeds anyone or not.

- Wish I saw it
different, Dad.

- Well, we see it
the way we see it, son.

[cattle lowing]

- Well, if it isn't
bachelor number two

up at the crack of 9:30
and dressed to seize the day.

- Yeah.

It's Saturday.
- No weekends on a ranch.

You know that.

- Nice to see
you're still smoking.

- [laughs]

Well, women in this family
don't live much past 40 anyway,

so I might as well
enjoy my time.

- What are you doing here?

- Same thing I always do.

Fixing something you couldn't.

You missed breakfast.
[door opens and closes]

[buffalo grunting]

- Now, what the hell are we
supposed to do with buffalo?

- You'll see.

- Yeah, well how much
these sumbitches cost?

- Well, they ain't cheap.

[horse whinnies]

I was thinking
about you yesterday.

A friend of mine
in Jackson Hole

was talking about their rodeo.

Bozeman doesn't have one.
Why not?

- It's 'cause nobody here
cares about rodeos.

- Oh, you're wrong, John.

Every millionaire I know
wants to be a cowboy.

Authenticity's the one thing
that money can't buy.

It'd be good for Bozeman

and a great way
to honor men like you.

- Yeah, well, parading us
in front of your friends,

Dan, isn't an honor.
It's a--it's an insult.

You want to build subdivisions,

move to Dallas.
I won't have them here.

Yeah, that's right.
Nothing happens in this valley

I don't know about.

- It's called progress, John,

and progress doesn't need
your permission.

- Yeah, in this valley it does.

- What do you care
what I build?

You expect me to believe
that you're concerned

about the environment?

You raise cattle,
you fucking hypocrite.

You know what I think it is?
I think it's ego.

I think it chaps your ass

to walk through a grocery store
and nobody knows who you are.

- You bet your ass it does

because every family
you move in

moves a family I know out.

- With every winner,
there's a loser.

- First thing you said
I agree with.

- Can't stop it, John.

- Watch me.

- Go ahead, say it.

It'll make a lawsuit
much simpler.

Say, "Stop building or else."

[horse grunting]

- I'm skipping straight
to "or else"

with you, you cocksucker,

and from now on "or else"
is all you get.

And by the way...

you owe me a horse,
you son of a bitch.

[foreboding music]

♪

- He's not there.

You look nervous, Rip.

Like a stray dog who can't
enjoy being in the house

'cause he's so worried
about the broom.

- You're up early.

- I don't really sleep.

- Yeah, well, they say
spiders don't, so...

- [chuckling] Oh.

- What are you doing?

- Adjusting my web.

- [ahem]

- You know, life's not
that complicated, Rip.

You either walk
on down the hall...

Or fuck me.

[dresser thudding]

[both breathing heavily]

[moaning]

- There's a music festival

in Livingston this weekend.

You want to go with me?

- You ruin it every time.

That's funny.

I always remember your dick
as being bigger.

I guess that's just
the nostalgic in me.

[soft guitar music]

♪

- Is this where you ate
ice cream when you were a boy?

- This wasn't here
when I was a boy.

None of this was.

I will say this though.

These transplants sure
can make some ice cream.

- What's a transplant?

- It's, um,

a person who moves
to a place,

and then they try
to make that place

just like the place
they left.

- That don't make sense.

- Not one bit.

- It's all right.
Here. Give me that.

Hold that in both hands
and eat it from the top

so it don't fall off
again.

- Is he a transplant?

- They're all transplants.

[country rock music]

♪

- What's the matter, Dad?

- Nothing, buddy.

Just hope I don't regret this.

[Whiskey Myers'
"On the River"]

- ♪ Lord Jebediah,
won't you let me down ♪

♪ Promise me a place
from here much better ♪

♪

♪ There's the aftermath
them ties and tracks ♪

♪ Your red dog, won't you
give it all up for me? ♪

♪

♪ I'm set to save a dime
a day ♪

♪ And get a log cabin
down there by the river ♪

♪

[car door shuts]

- Thought I'd bring
the fix to you.

- You know how to ride a horse?

- Course I do.
I'm Indian.

- [straining] Yeah, maybe so.

But you're a cowboy today.

Thank you for this.

- Well, shit, Kayce,

I've dated women
with shorter hair than you.

- Yeah, you sure
they were women, Lee?

- I know.

[both grunt]

- Hey, cowboy.

Last time I saw you,
that was high and tight.

- How's Mr. Daniel?

Good for you.

- Yeah, you're the only one
who shares that opinion.

- That's 'cause I'm the only
one who got to know him.

- [laughs]

What are you doing here?

- Closure, I guess. You?

- Penance.

- Not sure you'll
find that here.

- Penance you earn.
Closure you find.

Look somewhere else,
and you might.

- Hey, Kayce, let's go.
Grab a horse.

- [sighs]
Any chance you'd join us?

- I don't get near
those fucking things.

- Yah!
Move it!

[men shouting, whistling]

[buffalo snorting]
[horses neighing]

[buffalo snorting]
[men shouting]

[somber music]

♪

- Let me do it, Grandpa.

- Can you do it?
- Yeah.

Hi-yah!

This horse ain't got any go.

- He's got some go. Hold on.

I'll get him going for you.

- Race you.
- Yah!

Yah!

[clicks tongue]

- Yah!
- Whoo!

- Think they should hold here.

[men shouting distantly]

Kayce might be the only man
who can outride him.

- Just might be.

[quiet music]

♪

- Fish on. Tate.

- All right, buddy.

- Here, grab--grab that rod.

- Reel him in.

There you go.
Reel it in, buddy.

- [chuckles]

- Whoo!

- Lee, get my horse.
Whoo!

Little late in the year
for that.

- Got him.

- I caught a fish!

- Can you pull him up?

- Look at that.

- Whoo!

- That's a big one, huh?

- Yeah.
- Oh, she's pretty.

- Yeah.
- Look at that one.

- Any luck?

- Here, wait, don't touch it.

It's kind of hot.

Careful.

- You're gonna raise him
on a reservation?

- People do it every day.

- 'Cause they have
no choice, Kayce.

- Yeah, looks like
you're ready to eat.

- It's a good day.

- Every day, just like this.

- Who are you kidding?

Bet you haven't
fished here in years.

- Only thing we haven't done
in years is see you, Kayce.

- Well, he told me to leave.

- He told us all
to leave.

You were just the only one
who did.

- It's different.
You know that.

- Right, so you're gonna
raise him in that meth-filled

desert to prove a point.

- What I'm proving
you'll never understand.

[both chuckle]

- [chuckles]

Shit, I miss being young.

You wake up in the morning,

and you just keep right
on dreaming, huh?

- You're a 38-year-old bachelor
living in your father's house,

working 100-hour weeks
for a nibble of his approval.

Is that the dream, Lee?

Sure as shit ain't mine.

Hey.
- [laughs]

- Hey!

Don't throw things at my dad.

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
- Whoa!

Oh.
- Fucker.

- Tate!
- Whoa!

- [laughs]

- [laughing] It's okay, buddy.

We're just brothers
arguing, man.

Nobody's mad, okay?

It's all right.

- You gonna tell me there's
no fight in that blood?

- He's right though.

It is a good day.

- He said "fucker."

[laughter]

- You got green for water.

Blue is sewage, yellow for gas.

Driveways are marked in pink

and corner buildings in red.

If I were to dam the river...

I'd do it right there
around the bend.

- That's where
they're doing it.

- That's your property
upstream?

Now, I'm not gonna lie to you.

There's gonna be a severe
impact to your land.

Erosion's my biggest concern.

- My biggest concern
is a subdivision

sucking on our river.

- There's nothing you can do.

On their land,
it's their river.

I mean, I can't stop
the river from flowing.

- I don't want you
to stop it, Ron.

I want you to move it.

- How's it going over there?

- Oh, hey,
we got to make the dressing.

- Oh, okay,
I'll make it.

[TV playing]

- How could you give him
a D, Monica?

He's your nephew.

- The D was a gift, believe me.

- What can I say?

Math is not his thing,
like his father.

- Well, he better
make it his thing,

or he's gonna end up
like his father.

He's my brother.
I can say it.

- When I get my steers,
I'm gonna take one,

carve out a porterhouse
the size of a radiator.

[both laugh]

- They divvying up the cattle?

- You don't like it,

maybe you shouldn't
have rounded them up.

- They ain't yours to divvy.

- What is that one?

- It's a Silver Star.

- You got one of those?

What do you have
to do to win one?

- You got to kill someone
to get one of those.

Ain't that right, Kayce?

- What about that one?

- That's the Navy Cross.

You wouldn't believe what
I had to do to get that one.

[car approaching]

- What's he doing here?

- Well, I hope
I'm not intruding.

- Of course not,
but my grandfather's not here.

- Well, I'm not here to see
your grandfather.

I want to thank you
for helping the other day.

I don't know your father.

I hope it didn't put you
in an uncomfortable position.

- Well, if you plan
on keeping his cattle,

you'll get to
know him real well.

- [laughs]

- Those are bargaining chips,
a means to an end.

Politicians are like crabs.
We move sideways to go forward.

- Well, that won't get you
too far with him.

- An honest man?

- He says he'll do something,
you're not gonna stop him,

if you call that honest.

- I do.

It's a rare thing
these days.

- What do you want from me?

- To help me

understand the man
I'm negotiating with.

- Well, he's reasonable
till he's provoked.

Then reason
don't factor in at all.

Doubt that helps you,
but that's who he is.

- It helps.

Thank you for your time.

Have a good evening.

- [exhales deeply]

[clicks lips]

- You're not
joining him?

- You didn't ask me here
to hunt.

I'm here to talk cattle.

- They don't belong to you.

- They don't belong
to you either.

They belong to the people now.

- Every one of them
wears a brand.

If anybody tries
to move them off the Res--

- They'll never leave the Res.

We'll use them to raise calves,
wear our brand.

- I understand
your position, Thomas,

and what you think
you need to do...

but I won't allow you
to make

victims of the people
who elected me

just to appease the people
who elected you.

- Your people don't know
the concept of victim.

- Let's keep this about
cattle.

If you act like
a thief, Thomas,

I will treat you like one.

- How can you stand there
on a ranch

the size of Rhode Island

and accuse me of theft?

Is this your idea of respect?

Letting some crippled old man
ride his lame horse

out toward
your half-tame buffalo

so he can pretend
to be something

we haven't been in a century?

[somber music]

♪

- Whoo!

- Look what you've
reduced us to.

[clicks tongue]

- Here's another one.

[chicken clucking]

You lay everywhere
but the coop.

[children chattering]

- [speaking native language]

- [speaking
native language]

Backstraps.

- Staying for dinner?
- Can't.

Just need a few words
with this young buck here.

Can you give us a minute?

- If you can say it to him,
you can say it to me.

- Hard to talk about you when
you're standing here, darling.

- Come on, Tate.
We're being sent to our room.

- The Nation will
keep the cattle.

Your father will try
to take them back.

He has every right.

We had every right to take
them, so now we will fight.

- It's his fight, not mine.

- You will be judged
for the actions of your father.

If you do nothing, you will
be judged for that too.

They all will.

Maybe it's best you go home
for a while, eh?

- This is my home.

- You know what I mean.

- I've been nothing
but a friend to everybody here.

If somebody wants me to leave,

you can tell them
to come make me.

- Pretty silly thing to say
on a reservation.

I don't ask much,

but I'm asking you this.

Go home.

Take care of my granddaughter.

Be good to that boy.

Until they find a cure
for human nature,

a man must stand
with his people.

And we are not your people.

[somber music]

♪

- Hey.
Hey, Jimmy!

Let's go.
You're late.

Let's go. You're late.

You know how to ride a horse?
- Uh...

- Figures. Come here.
Give me your shit.

Let's go.
That there is Ron.

You do whatever the hell
he asks you to do.

Come on, get on.
Get on the horse.

- I don't--

- Get on the horse, Jimmy.

Pull the reins to stop.
Kick him in the belly to go.

All right, let's move.

- Both in one night?

- Everyone's forgotten
who runs this valley.

- So this is how you
remind them?

This is not the way
to remind them. It's a--

It's a bad idea.

- We don't choose the way,
little brother.

[helicopter powering up]

[Pucifer's "Tumbleweed"]

♪

- Dad,
I'm the fastest runner.

I'm bucking.
I'm bucking.

And he falls.

[thud]
[laughs]

- ♪ Home

♪ A candle you can hold,
you're not alone ♪

♪

♪ Home

♪ So far away,
come on home ♪

♪

♪ Home

♪ A voice from within,
you're not alone ♪

♪

♪ Home

♪ A candle you can hold,
you're not alone ♪

♪

♪ Home

♪ You're so far away,
come on home ♪

♪

♪ Home

♪ A voice from within,
you're not alone ♪

♪

♪ Home

♪ You're so far away,
come on home ♪

[drill whirring]

- This is the last one.

Jimmy, hey,
get your ass up here.

- I just saw a trout.
- Shut the fuck up.

Crank this thing
until I tell you to stop.

- Holy shit, is this legal?

- You're a criminal.
What do you care?

- I thought the oldest Dutton
was gonna

keep me out of trouble.

- Getting in trouble's

the only skill you got.

The only difference now is

you ain't gonna get caught.

Start moving it down
to the river. Let's go.

That's good enough.

Start moving it this way now.

Hey, quit looking at fish.

[indistinct chatter]

[quiet piano notes]

♪

- Hi, Marian, how are you?
- Hi, how are you?

Hello.
- Hello.

[piano music continues]

♪

- Sir?
- Thank you.

♪

How are we all doing here?
- Oh, good!

- It's been a long time.
Yes.

- Thank you for coming by.
- You look well.

- Thank you for joining me.

Bye.

[background chatter]

♪

- I feel different here.

My skin tingles.

Never felt like this before.

- That's because you live
in the city.

Cities are the sunsets
of civilization...

monuments
to an exhausted landscape.

Man is migratory by nature.

What you're feeling
is instinct...

a hunger for new land
that's woven into your DNA.

That's the reason
our species survived

when countless others failed.

That tingle

is the sensation
of touching your destiny.

[explosions booming]

[dramatic music]

- The fuck was that?
[booming echoes]

- Oh, no.

- We hold here.
- Hold up here.

They're coming.

- We're in position.

[cow lows]

- Ready?
- Yeah.

- Hold on.

[helicopter whirring]

- Get ready.

They're coming.

[cocks gun]

- Let 'em.

[dramatic music building]

♪

- Let's get out of here!

Robert, let's go!

[cattle lowing]

- Lee, get in there.

- Yah, yah!

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Who's that?
Is that one of ours?

- Yah! Yah!
- Hit him with the light.

- Yah! Yah, yah!
- What the hell's he doing?

- God damn that boy.

Get behind him.

Now take us down.

- You see that?

Jesus Christ!

- No. Hold your fire.

- What do we do now?

- Pull back.

Pull back. Abort.

Everybody pull back.

- Put your gun down!

[overlapping shouting]
[cattle lowing]

- We got to get
the fuck out of here.

- We ain't going anywhere
without our beef.

- Hold them back!

Get over in front of them!
Hold them back!

[gunshots]

- Yah! Yah!

Yah!

- 40 tours in Afghanistan,
and I got to deal

with this shit
in fucking Montana.

- Wheel us around.
- Jesus Christ, John,

we got to get out of here.
- I said wheel us around!

We've still got men
down there.

Drop us down and push
those bastards back.

- Yes, sir.

- Closer.

- Hang on.

[overlapping shouting]

All right, we're through.

[men shouting, whistling]

[gunfire]

- Keep them moving.

You want 'em back,
come and get 'em!

[heavy music]

♪

[gunshot]
Oh!

[groaning]

- I want them back.

- Hang on, okay?

I'm gonna get you out of here.

- Look at you...
you're a man now.

[somber music]

♪

[click, click]

- In case you don't
already know,

there's no such thing
as heaven.

Hey.

[dark, emotional music]

♪

[sobbing]

- Yes, sir, yeah. I hear you.
Give me four mounted agents

and four agents on ATVs
out there right now.

Yes.

I hear--okay.

Okay, thank you.

Thank you.

All right, state police
are sending

a chopper out
to look for him.

- Tell them to hold off.

I found him.

Give me the reins.

Give me the reins.

All right.

Go straight to Jamie.

Tell him everything while
it's fresh, all right?

[somber music]

♪

- What happened?

- We'll just--

We'll just--we'll just
rest here a bit.

Then we can--

We can pick a spot
together, huh?

How's that sound?

[peeping]

[exhales]
[whispers] Okay.

[horse snuffles]

[horse snuffling]

- Mama?

- [voice breaking]
Go back to your room.

Now.

[emotional music builds]

♪

- [whispers] Fuck.

- A dispute over cattle

between tribal police,
BLM officers,

and members of Montana's
livestock association

turned deadly last night...

- Turn it down.
- Leaving three men dead.

The FBI--

- What did Kayce tell you?

- The usual, nothing.

- I should have
seen this coming.

- How could you know he wanted
the cattle that bad?

- He didn't want the cattle.

He wanted this.

- The FBI and Bureau
of Indian Affairs agents

are investigating two
of the deaths as murders,

and though
jurisdictional issues

will certainly complicate
the investigation,

the U.S. Attorney's Office
is pledging

every available resource.

- I'll have a senate hearing
on this next month.

You have the full weight
of my office behind you.

- Thank you, Senator.
We're gonna need it.

[giggling]

- Dad.

It's time.

- Boys.

[folksy fiddle music]

♪

- Let us pray.

"Men and brethren,

"let me freely speak unto you
of the patriarch David,

that he is
both dead and buried..."

[voice fades]

[fiddle music continues]

♪

♪

[Father's voice
grows louder]

Amen.

[boys shouting, laughing]

- [sniffling]

- He's one hell of a horse.

- [sniffles] Yeah.

Ain't got the breeding of your
stud, but he has a heart.

- I know. I saw.

- He would have died for me.

He almost did.

- You want to stay for supper?

You can put him in the barn.

- No.

I brought him for you.

You can put him in the barn.

[quiet sobbing]

[melancholy music]

♪

- I deserve to know
what happened, Kayce.

He was my brother.

What happened?

Baby,
why won't you talk to me?

[dramatic musical sting]

♪

- He's never looked at me
the way he looked at Lee.

- And he never will.

- I need you more than ever.

- You have me.

- Can you stay for a while?

- I'm not going anywhere.
Just tell me who to fight.

- Everyone.

[fiddle music]

♪

♪

- ♪ Trouble, trouble

♪ Troubled all about
my soul ♪

♪ Just as soon
as my feet touch down ♪

♪ I won't be in trouble
no more ♪

♪ I won't be
in trouble no more ♪

♪

♪ I wondered
'bout my mother ♪

♪ I wonder,
has she gone ♪

♪ Just as soon
as my feet touch down ♪

♪ I won't be in trouble
no more ♪

♪ I won't be in trouble
no more ♪

♪