All language subtitles for Yellowstone.2018.S04E03.All.I.See.Is.You.720p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-NTb

First one today, aren't you?

Nope.

No?

Getting to the barn first
is no easy trick.

I'd set that alarm back
a half hour to be sure.

Morning.

Starting to think you lost
faith in my riding skills.

I lost faith in damn near
everything else,

but not your riding.

Ain't that.
- No?

Just don't know how many more
times we'll get to do this.

Me neither, son.

Me neither.

We'll head up the East Canyon
check them pastures,

and just doctor
down into the valley.

Just don't seem right after
what he's been through.

Lloyd, he needs to grow up.

He ain't been doing that here.

- He wears the brand.
This is his home.

Not anymore it ain't.

Not for a while.

Where's Walker at, Lloyd?

Sleeping in that barrel
racer's trailer...

I sure don't know how much
more my pride can take

of that little son of a bitch.

Jimmy's kicked out
of the bunkhouse

but these girls...

Lloyd, get your fucking
head right.

And you leave your pride right
here in this bunkhouse.

Let's go to work.

Why are you sleeping
in a trailer, Walker?

So that old fart
don't stab me in my sleep.

What's the job today?

Go on and start saddling
horses then drag the arena.

Travis will be here in a bit.

Weren't my idea to invite
a bunch of barrel racers

to live here.

You got no problem riding
them, though, do ya?

Hell, I was in prison
for seven years.

You're lucky I don't drill
a hole in the side of that barn

and take it for a ride too.

Did he say which ranch?

Just said Texas.

Texas?

Yeah, I know.

You ever been?

Then you don't know.

Everything in that place
is trying to bite you,

stick you, or sting you.

It's a hundred and ten
in the fucking shade.

Yeah, well, I didn't choose it.

Look, I don't have anything.

I don't have a family,
I don't have anyone.

This is my family.

This is all I have,
so I didn't...

I didn't have a fucking choice.

Which one of those wranglers
sat with you every day,

all day, all night,

fed you, dressed you?

And you have the nerve
to look me in the eye

and say that
you don't have anyone, Jimmy?

That's not what I meant.

You could've chosen me.

You could've chosen me.
But you didn't.

So, you're right,
you're all out of choices,

Don't... because your only other
choice is fucking done with you.

Mia.

Son of a bitch.

Hey.

Boy, come here.

Did you put that saddle
on this horse?

Uh, yep.

What's wrong with this picture?

Don't really know the picture.

I just winged it.

Right, if you don't know how
to do something, don't do it.

Cause it's gonna get you hurt
or even worse on this ranch.

You understand me?

- Gotcha.
- No, hey, hey.

It ain't "gotcha."
It's "Yes, sir."

Learn some fucking manners.

Yes, sir.

All right, let's go.

- Hey, Kiddo.
What's your name?

Everyone's just
been calling me "boy."

So you want to be a cowboy, huh?

Life kinda robbed
me of my options.

Well, that's how
it usually starts.

Why does he get the roast beef?

'Cause there's
only enough for one

and he won't eat peanut butter.

Boy's not hungry enough.

Home late?

Don't know.

Be safe.

Love you.

Eat fast.

Why?

Where are you taking me?

Hey. Where are you taking me?

Where are you taking me!

Emmett Walsh is in your office.

Thank you.

- Emmett.
- Kayce.

- Have a seat.
- Naw, I'm all right.

How's your father doing?

He's about through it, I guess.

That tough old bastard's
hard to kill, isn't he?

You too, I guess.

Yeah, we're just stubborn
that way.

Kayce, I, uh...

I know you're up
to your neck in shit

and I don't
mean to add on to it, but...

I've tried everything else:

I've tried being nice,
I've tried lawyers.

I've tried just about everything
I can think of.

What's the problem?

This son of a bitch
from Cali-fucking-fornia,

bought property
across from mine.

My easement goes
through his land.

I push my cattle
up to that easement

to get them to summer pastures

and this fucker,
pardon my French.

You've been speaking French
since you got here, Emmett.

What'd he do, put up a fence?

Fuck no. Cattle guards all
up and down the road.

Now I have to truck in and out.

And with the price of cattle,
you know what that means.

Yeah, what do the lawyers say?

The lawyers? Oh, shit.

Back and forth for months.
You know, lawyers.

The trucking fees are
eating me alive, Kayce.

What do you want me to do
about it?

- I don't know...
I don't know, something.

Get your damn greens.

You want to go
look at some shit?

Hell yeah.

What did this
fucking thing cost?

That is sexy.

No. That's sexy.

What did them
fucking things cost?

- Well...
more than the truck.

This is gonna be worth watching.

Damn good horses right there.

Yeah!

Are those all yours?

Are now.

Travis put one hell of
a team together for you.

Goddamn.

Just once I'd like to
ride a horse like that.

If you tried to stop
a horse like that

it would lawn-dart you
into the cattle trough.

What? No. Have you trotted
a horse past a mirror lately?

'Cause you look like a drunk
cat trying to fuck a football.

- What?
What are you talking about?

That's what
a lawn dart looks like.

I think I'm done doing that.

Mia, can I talk to you
for a minute please?

Please.

Hard to believe you
can sell one of those

and buy a brand new truck.

You can sell one
of those and buy a house.

I know what you're thinking.

That it's cruel, what I'm doing,
sending you away.

That it isn't fair.

Yeah, not much in my life
is fair.

This isn't a punishment, Jimmy.

It's an opportunity
if you'll let it be.

It's costing me the only
person who ever loved me

in my whole fucking life.

If working another ranch
for a while makes her leave,

you never had her, son.

Love doesn't walk that easy.

If she really loves you, she'll
be right here when you get back.

When is that exactly?

When you're ready.

Who decides when I'm ready?

You do.

While you're down there,
you represent this ranch.

You represent my brand.

How you conduct yourself
reflects on all of us.

Tra...

Travis is giving you
a ride down there.

You find a way to be useful.

Yeah.

I'm on my way.

See you around, Jimmy.

See you around.

Spinning son of a bitch.

Yee-fucking-haw.

That's the different between
5000 and 300,000 right there.

Travis...

Let me run and stop just once.

You bet... for
three hundred thousand dollars.

Come on, just once.

This is a "you break it
you buy it" kind of situation

here, brother,
and you can't afford to buy it.

Nope, only race car drivers
on the race cars.

Is the gimp all packed up?

The gimp?

- Jerry.
- No, Jimmy.

Jimmy.

Yeah, Jimmy's gonna be
ready to go.

We'll get out of here
around sundown.

You going with them?

Yes, sir, right as soon as
Ethan and I get the rest

of these colts finished.

Where's the first stop?

Well, we gotta go to Scottsdale.

Then we got to swing off
into Vegas, meet the cutters.

- You lucky son of a bitch.
- Lucky son of a bitch.

Then we gotta go to Fort Worth.

Fuck, that's the fucking
stockyards, man.

That's my stomping grounds.

Then we drop dipshit
off at the Four Sixes.

Oh, shit.

He's going to the Four Sixes?

Yeah, yeah.

Wow.

- He won't last a week.
- Unbelievable.

You look like a kid in the toy
store who forgot his allowance.

Darling, those are some of
the finest horses in the world

right there in front of us.

That's my inheritance running
around in circles.

Glad someone's enjoying it.

Your inheritance ain't
going nowhere. Believe me.

Hey, Carter's done for the day.

No, not even close.

It wasn't a question.

I'm taking him shopping.
He's done.

Beth, please do not
spoil that fucking boy.

He needs to learn
to work right now,

he doesn't need anything else.

- He doesn't have shit.
- He's got this place.

And right now that's as
good as it's going to get.

Look, I'm going to
take him to Murdoch's.

I'm going to get him a pair
of boots and a decent jacket.

Like, that's it.

- It's up to you.
He's your pet.

What did you call him?

Trust me with this boy.

You treat him like a pet

and that's what
you're going to get...

a pet.
And a not a good one.

- Fuck you.
- All right.

- I love you.
I'll see you at the house.

But fuck you.

All right, baby.

Hey, let's go.

Let's go.

Can I help you?

I'm the Livestock Commissioner.

I need to speak
with Ralph Peterson.

You need to make an appointment.

No, I don't.

Leave or I'm calling the police.

- I am the police.
Now open the gate.

I'm calling my lawyer.

Fuck this.

Now I'm on with the police
so you go ahead

and stay right where you are.

This is Livestock
Commissioner Dutton.

I've got a Mr. Peterson in
my custody for refusing entry.

You don't have a warrant!

I don't need a fucking warrant.

No... If I charge him,
I'll bring him in.

You arresting me?

I want to see these
cattle guards.

Strange place for a meeting.

It's necessary.

You'll understand why
when I tell you.

Tell me what?

Who ordered the attack on you.

And your family.

You know?

We know.

How do you know?

I can show you
or you can trust me.

But if I show you,
it's your trash to take out.

We still have chess to play,
you and me,

and I refuse to
surrender my queen.

Yeah.

Who's this?

The man who wanted you dead.

I don't know this man.

He knows you.

Where is this man right now?

State prison in Deer Lodge.

I'm not in
a very trusting mood, Tom.

I think you need to show me.

- Then it becomes your trash.
And you have to take it out.

Just fucking show me.

I'm truly sorry for
what happened to you, John.

I hope this helps you
get to the bottom of it.

The suspense is killing me, Mo.

It's just...
Fucking killing me.

I want to watch him
reach the pavement.

You know, I've got better
things to do with my day.

This is worth the wait, John.

This him?

This is who he used
to put it together.

I don't know who
any of these fuckers are.

Who are you?

Who is this?

His cell mate from way back.

The hit comes to him

and then I put
people together on the outside.

That's all I do.
I just put people together.

So you went to the militia.

- Yes, sir, I did.
I went to the militia.

The same one that you burned.

That's all I did.

I got nothing to do with
what they did to you.

Who gives the order to him?

I'm keeping this.

It's yours to keep.

You can go now, Mo.

Now, why'd you do that?

All spring he's
marching cattle up this road,

shitting everywhere.

Your cattle don't shit?

I don't have cattle.

Raising something to eat
is fucking barbaric.

You're claiming
an ag-exemption, aren't you?

So what are you raising?

Llamas.

- Llamas.
What do you do with llamas?

I don't do anything with them,
but get the tax break.

Of course you do.

That right there is wrong.

That violates his easement

and he has to spend money
he doesn't have

to load cattle in trucks
because you don't like cattle.

I don't have anything
against cattle.

I just don't want
them on my fucking road.

That is not your choice.

- This land is mine.
It's mine!

You can't tell me what
to do on it.

You know what I can do?

I can make a good
neighbor out of you.

I'll just put in another one,
you know.

And another one.
And another one.

It'll be cattle guards
to the fucking interstate.

Oh, whoa!

Are you fucking crazy?

You can't put me in here!

Come back!

Stop! No, no, no!

Are you crazy?

You like your cattle guard
so much,

why don't you
fucking live in them.

Come back here, you crazy...
You can't leave me here.

Your grandchildren will have
a lawsuit to pay off.

You get me outta here!
Goddamn it!

Hey. Put your seatbelt on.

Thanksgiving
is now earlier this year...

Thank you.

And this is where they're
going to get off.

for the fourth quarter.

But it could be challenging to unload

The surge in what we're seeing right now,
especially when Covid...

This has a massager?

Yup.

Shit.

All right, that's enough.

Just...

- I can get anything I want?
Really?

Not anything.

You get a pair of boots,
a decent jacket, and a hat.

Don't like wearing hats.

Then you picked
the wrong line of work, buddy.

Jeans?

Yeah, you can get
a pair of jeans. Not them.

These.

Oh, shit, look at this!

Uh, yeah, no.

- I mean...
We gotta, right?

Okay, let's go.

Where we going?

Take the shirt off.

You said I could have it.

No, I said you
could get a pair of boots.

I want this instead of boots.

- Take the fucking shirt off.
- No.

That's child abuse.

Excuse me?

It's not child abuse.
He's taking off the fucking shirt.

- She's making me.
I don't want to.

- I'm calling the police.
That's child abuse.

That wasn't child abuse.

This is fucking child abuse.

What the fuck?

That is destruction
of personal property.

Assault is next.
You ready to see that?

I don't want any trouble.

Lady, you crave trouble,

you just don't want resistance.

And if you don't want
resistance around here

you just mind your own business.

You have no idea
how to parent a child.

Well, ain't that the truth?

You think you can do better?

He's all yours.

What did I do wrong?

You know what you did wrong.

I tried to get more
than we bargained for.

I'm sorry. Jesus.

- We didn't have a bargain, kid.
Okay? It was a gift.

I'm sorry.

Well, get in.

Look, I'm going
to tell you something.

It is a universal truth.

Doesn't matter
where you live, man or woman,

it's as true today as it was
a thousand fucking years ago...

Do you want nice things?

You want the best?

There's only four ways
to get rich, kid.

Four.
That's it.

Inherit it.

That ain't happening for you.

You steal it.

You do not have, my friend,
the patience, the power

or quite honestly the intellect

to steal anything of
substance and keep it, so...

Work really,
really fucking hard.

Okay?

You learn.

You fail.

Learn more.
Fail more.

And don't let anyone
outwork you.

Ever.

What's option four?

Learn how to suck a dick like
you lost your car keys in it.

Is that how you got rich?

All right.

Help me!

Please!

Please, help me!

Help me, please!

Help me, please.

Help.

Oh...

Everybody ate?

You're the first one here.

Monica and Tate
didn't come down?

You, um...

make them a couple of plates?

Yeah, sure.

Where you're heading are some
of the best cowboys on earth.

No egos.

None of this bullshit.

No fighting for your life
or your land.

It's just cattle ranches
to the horizon

in every direction.

It's like God just froze
everything in this one place,

and just let it be.

I can imagine it's gonna
be a bit tough for you

to come back here.

If I were you, I wouldn't.

Biggest regret of my
life is leaving

the place you're going to.

Adios, amigo.

I'd brush up on that Spanish.

You might need it.

- All right, Jerry, let's go.
- Jimmy.

- Whatever.
Just get in the fucking truck.

Whoa, hey, wait, what the fuck
are you doing, man?

You can't get in here
with that shit on.

These are
Cayman Alligator seats.

Put all that shit in the back.
Goddamn, dude.

Can you fucking
believe this guy?

What if it falls off?

What if it falls off?

Well, maybe you ought
to strap it down, Jimmy.

With what?

Jesus Christ.

Well, how about a rope?

You got a rope?

Yeah, I do have a rope.

In fact everyone's got a rope.
You're on a fucking ranch.

Here, give me this shit.
Just give it to me.

Give it to me.
Take that shit off.

Give it to me.

Where's our first stop?

Our first stop
is shut the fuck up, all right?

And our second stop is
you make yourself useful

at these horse shows.
This ain't no fucking Uber.

We got to ride to Scottsdale
with this fucking guy?

You don't fucking
snore, do you, Jimmy?

- I don't know.
I've never heard myself sleep.

You look like you snore.

- Okay, that's it.
Hey, Tom?

You don't have any room
in that big fucking thing?

Sure, last stall in the trailer.

All right, we're just going to
drown this fucker out.

Put some road music on.

- Yes.
- A little Shane Smith.

Shane Smith and
the fucking Saints.

Is it a one-shot...

...or a two-shot day?

It's a pour the bottle
in a bucket kind of day.

Mm.

- Lime?
- Yeah.

Where's the boy?

- Barn.
- Mm.

Yeah, I don't want him
sleeping here anymore.

All right.

I'm sorry, you were right.

Well, I'm sorry I was right.

You couldn't fill a thimble with

my faith in humanity
but that little bastard, he...

he tricked me.

Mm.

Well, why don't you
let me work on the boy?

There's a man
in there somewhere.

Sometimes it just
takes another man to find it.

Know what I mean?

I want you to listen to me.

He's not our son.

No matter what he becomes,
he'll never be that.

Nobody will.

The day's coming
when you'll resent me for that.

No, I won't, sweety.

It's coming.

You'll see.

You hungry?

No.

You need to eat.

Is that what I need?

Hey, buddy.
I brought you some dinner.

Leave it.

Come on out and eat, okay?

- He's not coming out today.
He's worse today.

Son, come on out.

I said leave it.

He's not coming out
if someone's in the room.

I'm not someone.

I'm his father.

What's he gonna do, just live
under the fucking bed?

I been telling you for weeks,
he needs to see a doctor.

You're making it worse just
letting him stay under there.

I'm not letting him do anything.

You want me to drag
him out by his feet?

Yeah, that's exactly
what you should do.

- No!
- Kayce!

- Come here, buddy.
- No, get off!

Kayce!

- Stop!
No!

- It's okay.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Stop.

It's okay.

Being under the bed is not
going to make you safe, okay?

You're the only thing that's
going to make you safe.

You got nothing to
be afraid of, all right?

You already did it.

Your biggest fear already came
and you already beat it, right?

You already beat it.

It's okay.

Look at me.

You beat it, huh?

That's right.

So just grab your plate
and go sit at the table

like a human
and eat your dinner, okay?

He's not scared.

It's you who's making
him scared.

I begged you
not to bring us here.

I told you that
this place was evil.

I told you he was evil.

And now we're all evil.

This place isn't evil.

The people who tried to
take it from us were evil.

And we're not evil
for defending it.

I hate you.

I hate you.

I want to go home.

Please let me go.

Goddam you for
putting me in this situation.

Ever shot a man?

Yeah. I've shot some men.

Where?

South Dakota, Nebraska.

On his body, dummy.

Back of the head.

Why the back of the head?

Shoot 'em in the chest
or stomach,

they look right at you,
with all this...

surprise in their eyes.

Shoot 'em in
the back of the head

they never know it's coming.

Better for them.
Better for me.

This is one time I wish
I had your lack of character.

Ah!

Quit your whining.

About the simplest gun
on earth to shoot:

cock the hammer,
pull the trigger.

Ohh...

I'd love nothing more

than to shoot you in the back of
the head and be done with you,

and there's nobody's watching

so no one would know.

But I'd know.

So, we'll have ourselves
an old-fashioned shoot out.

What do you say:

care to send me to Heaven before
I park your sorry ass in hell?

I ain't falling for this!

That gun don't work
or some shit!

Naw, the gun's fine.

This is as even
as it's gonna get.

Ah!