All language subtitles for Enkm

- Who do you want to see
first, John?

- Surprise me.

- Hey, Andrea!
Bring him!

This is Little Joe Cash.

Nine-year-old stallion.

He's a NHRA Futurity winner,

AQHA world champion.

He's a CRHA Challenge
Futurity winner.

The only thing he ain't
won is the Kentucky Derby,

and that's 'cause
he ain't no fucking racehorse.

- How much?

- Mm... I could
get 'em bought for about five.

- 500 seems cheap
for a Futurity winner.

[horse snorts]

- Five million.

- [scoffs]

Ah, for hell's sake, Travis.

- [chuckles]
You said bring the best.

That's the best right there.

- Does it say "I just
moved here from San Diego"

on my goddamn hatband?

- He's got
a $4,000 stud fee, okay?

He's booked
for the full season,

booking up for next year.

He pays for himself
in three years,

all right?
And then he keeps paying you.

You want
to see a cheaper horse?

You want to see
a $200,000 horse?

Let me show you.
Hey, Tom!

Bring him down!

[driving rock music]

- That's pretty fancy.

- He's got
about 100,000 in earnings.

You gotta put this one
on the road.

You gotta go in. There's no
guarantee with his babies,

all right?
He makes nice foals, but...

♪ ♪

- What's that one Tim's on?

- That's Custom-Made Gun.

That's that horse that

Kate McCutcheon's
winning everything on.

Hey, Tim!
Bring him down!

♪ ♪

[chuckles]

He's angry and mean.

You gotta have
your big boy pants on

when you ride that one.

You could probably get him
bought for about a million.

Okay?
He's got 200,000 in earnings.

But if you're looking
to raise Cadillac Ranch horses,

that is your stud.

♪ ♪

- Why don't we just
breed the one Kayce gave you?

- No one can ride
the damn thing, Jamie.

Which one do you like?

- I like that
$5 million bastard

that just spun a hole
in the ground,

but it ain't my money.

- We can't do it.

- Don't ever tell me
what I can and can't do.

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[solemn orchestral music]

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

Well, they gotta
transfer him somewhere,

and if they haven't...

If they haven't called
you for the transfer,

then it's gotta
be federal, right?

Okay, well can you reach out
to the BIA and FBI,

see if they've had
any transfer requests?

Be vague, all right?
Don't use Kayce's name.

I don't want to--
I don't want to open a door

we can't close.

Hold on a second.

- I checked with
the federal court in Billings.

No warrant was issued there,

and nothing from
the Park County Court either.

- Walter,
get back to me on this.

What do you think
they got him for?

- Fingers crossed
it's the rez thing.

- Yeah.

Take the chopper.

Don't waste time in a car.

Jamie...

Don't leave there
without him, son.

- I won't.

Vigo,
I'm gonna need the chopper.

- Had breakfast?

- Not hungry.

- How 'bout you, Tate?

Or maybe just skip
straight to desert?

- Like, what kind of desert?

- Well, there's some cookies

in there the size
of pie plates.

- Big cookie!

- Well, they ain't small.

- Go ahead.

- Wouldn't say what
they picked him up for.

- They wouldn't tell me
at the station either.

- No arraignment date?
- Mm-mm.

- Sounds to me like they're...

They're looking, that's all.

- Don't have to look far
with Kayce.

- We'll get him out of this,

don't you worry.

You have my word.

And after I do,

you two need to think about

what's best for your family.

- I'm not sure what you mean.

- Living day to day
isn't living, Monica,

it's surviving,

with no regard for tomorrow.

- Boy, you weren't kidding.

- Yeah, well,

you should've brought two.

Let me see that one.

Yeah, you're gonna have
to go get another one,

'cause this one's mine.

- Hey!
- Yeah.

[chuckling]

Yeah.

Tomorrow's the only thing a
parent is supposed to live for.

[helicopter revving up]

[helicopter whirring]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Is there anything
that you want to tell us?

- I'd like an attorney.

- The rez is a little short
of attorneys, Kayce.

Besides, there's
the element of trust

that I thought we had
established amongst us.

I guess I was wrong.

- We found the burned bodies
of two men.

Bullets in the skeletons
are a ballistic match

for the barrel I gave you.

- That has to be
explained, Kayce.

- I found a van,

the kind that predators drive,
you know what I mean?

And I was walking up to it,

and the guy started
shooting at me.

I found a girl inside the van.

- What girl?

- It was Danny Trudeau's
daughter.

I gave her a ride home,

said we should call the police.

He didn't want the attention

for her,

after what
she had been through.

- What did she go through?

- What do you think
she went through?

Danny offered to...

Bury the bodies,

and some of his men
came out and helped.

And that was it.

- That story's easy enough
to check out.

- Even if it's
a legal killing, Kayce,

hiding the body--

- I don't have a right
to make a decision

that's gonna affect
another man's child.

He asked me.

So who was I to say no?

- Well, what's legal
and what's right

isn't always the same thing.

- Did he waive
his right to an attorney?

- He requested an attorney,

and like magic, one appears.

But I guess magic is easy
with daddy's helicopter, hm?

- Mm-hm.
Let's go.

- I think there's stuff

we should figure out
before we do.

- Oh, is that
your legal opinion, Kayce?

Fine.

Let's figure it out.

- I have a ballistics report

on bullets found
in skeletal remains

that match a gun
in Kayce's possession.

- May I see this weapon

and the warrant
obtained to seize it?

- I didn't need a warrant.

Ballistics were on file.

- Hm...

Well, I can't wait
to hear the reason

why there's a ballistics report
on a privately owned firearm.

- I was... It's his barrel.

We traded.

- Is that true, Ben?

Did you trade the barrel

of your government-issued
service pistol

to a private citizen?

Is there any record
of this trade?

Are there any witnesses?

Are there any witnesses
to the shooting in question?

Is there any forensic evidence

that ties my brother
to the scene

other than a ballistics match

to your weapon?

- No.

- Oh, you see
where I'm going with this.

- [chuckles]

I heard you were good.

I'll check out Kayce's story.

And if it's true,

which it seems likely,

to prosecute him

means I would have to prosecute

the father of the
abducted girl.

The last thing I want to do

is punish a member
of my family

for fighting being a victim.

So maybe there's a more
elegant solution

for this dilemma
we find ourselves in.

- As long as that solution

includes Kayce
coming with me, now.

- Shouldn't be a problem.

Ben?

- I think that we should--

- Are both
of these weapons here?

I think it's time for you two

to trade barrels back.

Doesn't that seem smart?

- Seems premature.

- Oh, I didn't
expect you to like it.

But it does solve problems
for both of us.

Okay. All right.
Hang on, hang on.

Hand me Kayce's.

- I was gonna put this--

- Forgive me if
I need to ease my way

into this circle of trust.

Contact me when
there's a solution to discuss.

- I'll do that.

- I need the rest of it.

- Not on your life.

[dramatic music]

- I assume you have the slugs
to Kayce's barrel?

♪ ♪

I think we've been worrying

about the wrong Dutton.

- Ah, lawyers don't scare me.

- They should. No one knows
how to break the law better.

- Can you give me a ride home?

To my house?

I just want to see
my family, Jamie.

- They're at the ranch.

Yeah, she swallowed
a lot of pride for you.

But don't we all?

[helicopter whirring]

♪ ♪

[buzzer sounds]

- Hey!

Hey!

What's your name?

- Walker.

- Yeah, what's your first name?

- That is my first name.

- All right, well what's
your last name, then?

- None of your fucking
business. I don't know you.

- You a cowboy, or did you suck
somebody's dick for that hat?

- By the looks of your truck,
you've been sucking plenty.

- Well, we're looking
for a hand,

if you think you're one.

- I'm cowboy enough.

- Yeah?

Where'd you work at?

- Four-sixes,

the Waggoner, Tongue River,

Pitchfork.

- You're down
in Texas then, huh?

- Yeah.
- Mm-hmm.

- I was up here
day-working on the Galt

when I got into this mess.

- Good outfit.

- Yeah, they run
a pretty tight ship.

- Mm-hmm.

What were you in for?

- Manslaughter.

- Well, walk me through it.

I got to know.

- Really ain't much to know.

Dude got mouthy at a bar

and swung on me,
I swung back.

Hit him right between the eyes.

Fucker just went down and died.

Can't explain it.

- That's some punch, Walker.

- These windmills will swing.

- They're done swinging,
if you come work for me.

- Shit, they're done
swinging if I don't.

I ain't never going back
in that son of a bitch.

- Put your shit in the back.

Cons gotta pay a price

to work for Yellowstone.

- Yeah, so I heard.

- Oh, yeah?

Well, you let me know now
if you don't want to pay it.

- What else
am I gonna fucking do?

- All right.

[engine turns over]

- The one thing
I've never understood

is how you could drink so much

and never seem
to be the least bit tipsy.

- Adderall.

- [chuckles]

Then why drink alcohol
in the first place?

- What else
am I gonna drink, Bob?

A fucking Fresca?

- [chuckles]

Oh, Beth.

I have missed you.

How much longer
is this sabbatical lasting?

- A while, I'm afraid.

- There's a lot of work
waiting for you in Salt Lake.

- I can work from my computer.

- You can't take over
a company on Skype, Beth.

- Want to bet?

Besides, I don't need
to be in Salt Lake

to kill companies, Bob.

Look where you are.

It's the Mecca of dumb money.

I'm half-surprised
I don't see trust fund babies

walking here on I-90, barefoot,

flogging themselves.

It's the greatest
concentration of wealth

in the United States.

Not New York,
not LA, right here.

I could throw a boomerang
across that room

and I'd hit five billionaires.

- If I open an office here,
would you run it?

[lounge music]

- [grunts]

- Welcome.
- Jenkins.

- Right this way.

- If I did, I know exactly
the company I'd kill first.

- You know Dan Jenkins?

- Yeah, we met.

- Mm. He's trying to open
a version of this

on the other side of town.

- [chuckles]

It's ripe to fall.

He's not a friend, is he?

- Of course he's a friend.

But this is business.

If you can kill it, kill it.

♪ ♪

- If you were
20 years younger, Bob...

♪ ♪

You want another?

- [sighs]

♪ ♪

- Hey, Connor, two more.

♪ ♪

Oh, hi, Dan.

Who's this?

- I'm his wife.
- Oh.

Beth Dutton.

I run Mergers and Acquisitions
for Schwartz and Meyer.

- So you work with Dan.

- Oh, yeah.

We flirted with
a couple of things, right?

♪ ♪

Well, it's quite the shiner
you've got there.

- He was in a car wreck.

- Those airbags,
they sure pack a punch.

♪ ♪

So you guys out for
a little afternoon cocktail?

- It's the only kind.

Whole city shuts down at 9:00.

- Plenty of trouble
if you know where to look.

You should give me
a call sometime.

I'll help you find it.

- [laughs]

We could use some trouble.

- Well, I'm your girl.

- [laughs]

Oh, my God, I think I finally
made a friend here.

[laughs]

You're not leaving, are you?

- Not on your life.

- I'll be right back.

- Okay.

♪ ♪

Remember what I said, Dan.

Generations.

- You think I'm gonna fuck you?
- Mm!

A deal's a deal.

Besides, I'm not fucking you.

I'm fucking her!

And if you have a brother,
I'm fucking him too.

I am chopping
your family tree down.

Thank you.

Send her over
when she gets back, would you?

♪ ♪

- Beth...

Be careful dealing with Dan.

He's a scrapper.

- When I'm done
with that motherfucker, Bob,

you will have custody
of his kids.

- [chuckles]

♪ ♪

[clunks]

- This game's dumb.

- Well, that's 'cause you're
throwing at the trough.

That ain't ever gonna work.

You gotta throw it
up in the air,

let gravity do the work.

Once you figure out
the physics,

you're gonna get
a splash every time.

[splash]

- What's physics?

- Physics is where you kind of
figure in the distance

and the weight of the rock,

then you figure out how hard

and how high to throw it.

The farther away,
the heavier the rock,

the higher you gotta throw it.
Watch.

[splashes]

You try.

There you go!

[chuckles]

Take a step back
and try again, all right?

This time, tiny bit higher.

- From here!

- That's pretty far.

Little too much sauce
on that one.

- Yeah, I should
back off the sauce.

- Go talk to your mom.

[clunks]

- You don't act like the man

from the stories I've heard.

- That's the thing
about being a grandfather.

I get to do all the things

I wished I'd done
with my children.

The things I regret, I get...

I get to do different.

- It doesn't change the things
you did, though.

- No, it doesn't.

[helicopter approaching]

Come here, grandson!

[helicopter whirring]

- It's solved.

- For now or for good?

- It's behind us,
both things, I think.

- You and trouble...

- Thanks for the help.

- I need a little from you.

- Figures.

- You're not gonna mind
this kind of work.

- Hey, buddy.

- You okay?

- Fine.

- Now that you got him here,

we need to keep him here.

I'm not losing another child.

If he goes back,
I'm gonna lose him.

I can feel it in my bones.

- How about I put in
a call to Mel Thompson?

- Now you're thinking smart.

Kayce!

- See you in a little bit.

[cows lowing]

- Hey, Jimmy!

These cows ain't gonna
doctor themselves!

- Yo, Jimmy, you know you're
supposed to ride it, right?

Get on up, Jimmy!

[cow moos]

- [rattling breath]

I hate this fucking job.

I hate this fucking job,
I hate this fucking job.

[cows mooing]

[sharp breath]

[gasps]

- Jimmy, get
halfway up the fence

and keep them
from spilling back!

Why you walking?

Haul ass, we ain't got all day!

- [ragged breathing]

[ominous rustic music]

Oh, fuck!

[sobbing]

♪ ♪

- You need to see a doctor?

- [heavy breathing]

♪ ♪

- It's the shame that hurts
the most, you know?

♪ ♪

But shame, it's in the mind.

♪ ♪

You can turn that faucet off
whenever you want to.

♪ ♪

Rough business becoming a man,
ain't it?

♪ ♪

Beats the alternative, though.

Come on, let's go to work.

♪ ♪

- Spent all morning
pricing stallions.

You can buy a damn house
in town

for what they cost now.

- I just gave you a stallion.

- No one can ride him, Kayce.

He's smart and mean.

That's a bad combination
in a horse.

- He ain't got
a mean bone in his body.

You just gotta finish him.

- Well, that was Lee's job.

I don't have the time.

Rip, he doesn't have
the temperament.

- I can pull him back down
to my place and work on him.

- Why don't you
work on him here?

[somber rustic music]

You're a horse trainer,
aren't you?

Aren't you?
So train mine.

- I won't work for you.

♪ ♪

- You know what?

Just take the horse back.

I don't want him.

- The horse is me
saying I'm sorry.

- You don't have anything
to be sorry for!

♪ ♪

- I should've
been there sooner.

♪ ♪

I shouldn't have
been there at all.

♪ ♪

- You gotta stop looking
backwards, son.

- I'll fix the horse for you.

Ain't no gift
if you can't ride him,

but I won't let you pay me.

- [scoffs]

That's a good deal
for everybody but you.

♪ ♪

- Jamie.

- I really
appreciate this, Mel.

- Hey, you're helping me.

So where is she?

- Over here.

- You are not the kind of kid

that can go two days
without a bath.

- Bath, bath, bath!

My whole life is baths!

- Monica...

I'd like to introduce you
to Mel Thompson.

He's the President
of Montana State.

- Nice to meet you.
- Hi.

- Heard a lot about you.

- If you have a minute,

we'd love to have
a conversation with you.

- Yeah, um...

You stay out here, buddy, okay?

- Go inside?
- Yeah.

- After you.
- Okay.

- I'll get that.
- Oh, thanks.

- There you go.
After you.

- The University is expanding

its liberal arts program.

And Native American Studies

is an area that we've earmarked

that we feel has been
underrepresented in academia.

- There's an understatement.

- [laughing]
Yes.

So as an Associate Professor,

you could work
toward your doctorate

as you help us
expand a department

that the University feels

is elemental
in understanding ourselves

as a nation and as a people.

- [clears throat]
Mel...

How about we talk about salary?

- Oh, yes! Um...

Well, now,

as I'm sure you can imagine,

an Associate Professorship
isn't exactly

a huge payday.

But it does start
around 70,000

for the first year.

But once you have
your doctorate,

the financial opportunities
are greater.

Not that any of us
got into teaching

to make money.

- You're offering me a job?

- I...

Yeah, I absolutely am.

- You don't understand.

When a teacher leaves
a school on a reservation,

there isn't a line
of teachers to fill my place.

There's just one less teacher.

If I leave,
my kids will suffer.

And they've suffered
enough already.

- Um...

- Could we have a minute alone?

- Mel, let's get you
some more coffee.

- Of course.

- This was your idea.

- Yeah.

I weigh every decision
against one thought, Monica.

To consider other families
before my own

is to fail them
as a father.

Kayce's gonna end up
dead or in prison.

We both know it.

At least here, there's
a chance I can prevent that,

but you're the only one

who can get him here.

- I don't control Kayce
any more than he controls me.

That's what makes us work.

As far as what thoughts
I weigh against my decision,

that's none of your business.

Thank you for arranging
this opportunity,

but the answer is no.

- Well, how'd it go?

- They're perfect
for each other.

Both allergic to logic.

I don't have any leverage,

none they recognize anyway.

You gotta get me some.

- What you doing?

- I'm gonna see how bad
they screwed up this horse.

What you been doing?

- Let's see...

I threw rocks
in the horse trough.

And I almost caught
a garter snake.

And you want to know
how big it was?

- How big?

- I'm not even joking.

- That's a lot of snake
to grab.

Stand back, buddy, in case
this horse takes off on me.

- I love it here.

- Yeah?

- I wish we could live here.

- We got a home, buddy.

- Home sucks.

- Hey!

Do you know how hard me and
your mother work for that home?

Don't you ever say that, okay?

You hear me?

[solemn rustic music]

Tate...

- I don't want to talk
to you anymore!

♪ ♪

- Miss, let me get your ride.

- Miss! I like your style.

Give me my keys.

- I think if I let you
drive right now,

I'd lose my job.

- What do they say?

"Discretion is the better part
of valor."

- I really don't know
what they say.

- That's what they say.

[sighs]

[eerie ringtone]

- Fuck you...

[eerie ringtone continues]

[sighs]

[eerie ringtone starts over]

Beth...

If you just made

your one phone call from jail,

you wasted it.

- Send Rip to come pick me up.

- Rip's busy.

Why? Where are you?

- The Deerfield Club.

- Well, your car's not here.

That means you drove.

- It's like fucking talking
to Sherlock Holmes.

[sighs]

I did drive, Jamie.

And now I am drunk.

And I can't,

so you get to drive me.

- You don't sound drunk to me.

- Trust me.

- Oh, yeah.

I'm on my way!

Fucking asshole.

- Cocksucker.

[lighter clicks]

Fuck.

- Didn't buck you off?

- There ain't nothing
wrong with this horse.

I'm gonna wash him up
and get out of here.

- But Grandpa said
we can stay the night.

- Look, he got no sleep
last night.

If we go home,

he wonders
where his cousins are.

I just need to recharge

so I can have
that conversation.

- Tate, you're staying
in the main house with me.

You two take the trapper cabin.

Give your minds
a vacation for a night.

Tate! Tate, come on.

- Fucking pathetic.
- Mm.

- Sad.

You're sad.
- You think so?

- Yeah.

Dad asked you to help.

This is not helping.

- You have no idea
what I'm doing.

- Yeah, I do.
I know what you're doing.

You're doing
what you always do.

You're making
a giant cry for help!

Help from what?
Who the fuck knows, Beth?

So just keep it up,
keep acting like the only

34-year-old on spring break,

and we'll all keep
giving you attention.

- He asked me to wreck Jenkins,

and I am wrecking him.

- [chuckles]

- I'm sure you could wreck him

stone-cold sober, Jamie, huh?

I bet you suck dick

like there's a prize inside.

- [laughs]

- Ow!
- Ha!

[shouting]

- [laughs]

- That make you feel good, huh?

Big man!

- Yeah, actually,
it was quite liberating.

I feel like I had a massage.

- Fuck you!
- Yeah.

- Fuck you!
- I'm the only one you haven't.

- You know why
you're so soft, Jamie?

Huh?

'Cause you never lost.

You never lost anything in your
whole soft fucking life.

- Well, I lost
the same mother you lost.

And the same brother.

- You don't have them!

You didn't lose them!

There is a difference!

- [chuckles]

Okay, I can't wait
to fucking hear this.

Why don't you explain
the difference to me, Beth?

Why don't you rivet me
with your insight?

- I'll show you the difference.

You gotta watch them die
to lose them.

- Well, I should be so lucky.

But you're incapable
of hurting yourself, Beth.

It's just everyone else
you don't mind beating up.

Do it.

Please.

Do it.

Do the world a fucking favor.

[gunshot]

[tires screeching]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- You gotta watch 'em die,

or you didn't lose 'em, Jamie.

♪ ♪

You gotta watch your mother

look you in the eye...

With no love in her heart...

♪ ♪

Not even a little!

♪ ♪

And you get to carry that.

♪ ♪

That's losing, Jamie.

[laughing]

- Beth...

♪ ♪

- [sobs]

- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

♪ ♪

If hating me keeps you
from hating yourself,

I'll be that for you, Beth.

That's what family's for.

♪ ♪

- [laughing]

My God, that was fun!

[laughs]

We should've
invited her over.

No telling what kind of fun
we could've had then.

- Are you out of your mind?

Our daughters
are down the hall.

- I can be quiet...

Ish.

[laughs]

For the first time
in two years,

I don't feel bored.

[laughs]

- This is Melody.

- Hi, Melody, Dan Jenkins.

- The mountain man.
How are the Rockies?

- I need you.

- Must have picked
quite a fight.

- When can you be here?

- Depends. Are we talking
the standard rate,

or the "Holy shit,
drop everything" rate?

- We're talking
the Armageddon rate.

- I'll be there by tomorrow.
9:00 a.m.

- Pack a big suitcase.

- I'll bring a footlocker.

- Come fuck me.

- Vicky, go to sleep.

- [blows raspberry]

Fine.

I'll go do it myself.

[ominous music]

- Oh, Lord...

♪ ♪

- You play that guitar?

- No, I just like to drag
this fucking thing around.

Why, y'all want to hear one?

Yeah, I guess you do.

[strums chord]

Happy or sad?

- Happy.

[picks mournful song]

♪ ♪

- ♪ I'm all choked up again ♪

♪ ♪

♪ With these two hands
and the rage I'm in ♪

♪ I think I just killed a man ♪

♪ ♪

♪ And when I land,
I got stuck in a jam ♪

♪ That's what you get
when you're a gambling man ♪

♪ That's what you get
when you're a gambling man ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Every day I seem
to dig a little deeper ♪

♪ And then nothing
gets left behind ♪

♪ Close my eyes
and my world starts spinning ♪

♪ And I realize
I'm buried alive ♪

♪ ♪

♪ This ain't
no place for kids ♪

♪ ♪

♪ But when you're raised
in a bucket of rain ♪

♪ You either die
or you learn to swim ♪

♪ You either die
or you learn to swim ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Every day I get
a little bit deeper ♪

♪ And there's nothing
that is left behind ♪

♪ ♪

♪ I close my eyes
and my world starts spinning ♪

♪ When I realize
I'm buried alive ♪

♪ ♪

That's all y'all get.

- Well, if that's your happy,

don't you ever
play me goddamn sad.

- All right, let's go.

Let's go.

Come on with me.

- Are there alligators
in Montana?

- Well, I haven't seen one yet.

- Probably too cold.

- Yeah, that's...

That's my guess.

- What's inside that thing?

- Something he ate.

Ohh...

[chuckles]

- That's so sharp.

- That one doesn't
even have a head.

- No.

[melancholy music]

That's a long stem.

- Mm-hmm. Those are eggs,
I think.

♪ ♪

They'll turn into babies,

and then turn
into these big things

that everything's
trying to kill everything else.

♪ ♪

- [sobs]

♪ ♪

[screaming]

♪ ♪

[screams continue]
- Camouflaging in the rocks.

♪ ♪

[Beth continues
screaming distantly]

♪ ♪

- You should send her back
to Salt Lake City, Dad.

She's...

The longer she stays here,

the worse she's gonna get.

- No, I need her here.

- I can do whatever she does.

- Beth, and God,
how I love her,

She can...

She can be what you
won't ever be.

She can be evil.

And evil's what
I need right now.

It's good to have Kayce home,
isn't it?

Night, son.

[screaming continues]

[door slams]

[mellow rock music]

- ♪ I can see the sun ♪

- I wonder how many
poor farm girls

you snuck into this cabin.

I can just see you now
in your shagging shirt,

wooing some lovestruck blonde.

- What is a shagging shirt?

- You know,
it's your fanciest shirt,

your get-the-girl shirt.

The one you never work in.

- I don't know if I own a shirt
that I've never worked in.

♪ ♪

I'm trying to remember what
I was wearing when I met you.

- All I remember was
you weren't wearing it long.

♪ ♪

You think it's selfish,

keeping Tate
from a life like this?

- ♪ I get so confused ♪

- That sounds like my father.

- It is.

♪ ♪

- He has a life like this.

It's just simpler.

- It's not simple anymore,
Kayce.

- I thought we were
forgetting tonight.

- I'm just having
a conversation.

♪ ♪

Well, I guess
the conversation's over!

♪ ♪

- Guess this shit
wasn't no rumor, huh?

- No.

No rumor.

- Where does it go?

- Right here.

- That's a hell
of a price to pay

for a job that
only pays 400 a week.

- It ain't about the money,
Walker.

It's about trust.

- Trust, huh?

- That's right.

- And all the boys have it?

- No.

Just us.

Just the criminals.

- What if I don't?

- Jim here will run you
into town

and leave you there.

It's not a "have-to," Walker.

It's a choice.

And it's all yours.

Don't think of it as a brand.

Think of it as tenure.

- Fuck it.

[eerie music]

♪ ♪

[skin sizzling]

♪ ♪

[grunts]

♪ ♪

- Welcome home.

♪ ♪

- Welcome to the Yellowstone.

["Sunrise" by Ryan Bingham]

♪ ♪

- ♪ Here I go again
Straight up out the motel ♪

♪ Hock my guitar
out of a pawn shop jail ♪

♪ If I quit,
I'm just rolling the dice ♪

♪ Couldn't pass up the
red beans and rice Singing ♪

♪ Oh, my, my ♪

♪ See them girls shake their
ass Underneath the sunrise ♪

♪ Oh, my my ♪

♪ Taste the sugar
on their lips ♪

♪ Underneath that moonlight ♪

♪ ♪