All language subtitles for Longmire.S05E03.1080p.BluRay.Remux

Sorry I'm late.

I was fielding the latest round
of complaints.

Complaints?
About what?

You.

Me?
What have I done?

Exactly what I hired you to do.

You've been helping my people
navigate a legal system

built to disenfranchise them.

That is what you've
been doing, isn't it?

I've been trying.

I've been going through Mathias'
old cases

and reaching out to people
on the res...

Putting up fliers.

Yeah, I-I thought
that would be...

Cady Longmire.
Free Legal Aid.

Funded by Four Arrows Casino.

For a lot of my people,

the most frightening words
they can hear are,

"I'm a concerned white person,
and I'm here to help."

You just put a bull's-eye
on yourself.

And it doesn't help that
the first tribal casino checks

went out this week.

Isn't that a good thing?

Yeah, but it's not
a life-changing thing,

and that's what people were
expecting.

So when they see your fliers...

They wonder if I'm the reason
their checks aren't any bigger.

Oh, yeah.

Then maybe we need to show
the tribe that the money

you're investing in me
is actually for them.

And how do we do that?

With something visible.

I could start by opening up
an office

on the reservation,
paying rent, utilities.

Yeah, interesting...
something visible.

Just keep in mind,
people on the res

may not see the world
the same way you do.

Hi.
Are you okay?

Can I open the door?

Hi.

My name's Cady.
What's your name?

Olivia.

Olivia.

Okay.

I'm waiting for my dad.

How long have you been out here?

I don't know.

Oh, it's perfectly okay.

I'm... I'm kind of glad you did.
Sometimes it's better just

to keep things in house
like this.

I- I know, I should have called
the tribal police,

but she lives in the county,
and I... It's habit.

If he were my dad,
I think I'd...

- I think I might do the same thing.
- He's here.

Hey. Thank you so
much for coming.

It was nice to hear from you.

It's been a couple weeks, so...

- Yeah, I've... I've been busy...
- Where is she?

Um... Oh, she's over there.

Any sign of her father?

We're still searching
the premises.

Her name's Olivia Parr.

She's 10 years old.

Her father, Vincent,
told her to wait

in the car while
he came in here.

Don't worry, honey.
Mr. Malachi has old-man's eyes.

But I bet Miss Cady will have
better luck finding your pop.

And maybe...
a sody pop, too.

Come on, Olivia. Come with me.

Aw, there's no sign
of the deadbeat anywhere.

Poor girl's putting on a
brave face, but she's terrified.

Do you know what time
her father came in here?

The girl thinks
she was waiting in the car

for a couple of hours,
but, uh...

she's a 10-year-old kid,
so it's hard to tell.

We thought maybe
you could take her home.

Mr. Nighthorse?

Excuse me.

Dad's probably holed up
in one of the hotel rooms

with a little, uh,
side action, huh?

What kind of sleazeball
would bring his daughter

to a joint like this?

So, which house is yours?

That one.

Okay.

Now, I'm gonna walk you in,

and I'm sure your mom's
gonna have some questions.

She's probably sleeping,
but okay.

Whose car is that?

Mom's.

Why don't you just wait here
for a moment, okay?

Mom!
Mom, wake up.

I got her.
Come on.

Get the door!

It's okay.
Mom gets like this sometimes.

Let's get her in the shower.
Bathroom's down the hall.

Does this happen a lot?

Just give us a few minutes.
She'll be fine.

- This way?
- Yeah.

Maybe you could go make her
some coffee.

- All right.
- Thank you.

Help!
I need help!

I can't hold her up.
I'm sorry.

The sleeping pills must've hit
me harder than I thought.

Why were you in your car?

I got worried

when Vincent and Olivia
didn't come home last night.

I tried calling a bunch
of times, but no one answered.

And then...

After that,
it gets a little fuzzy.

Anything you can remember helps.

I remember going to the garage.

After that...
just cold water.

Mom, I have a book report due.
Okay if I work on it?

Well, it's...
it's 4:00 in the morning.

Maybe you should get some rest.

But I'll get a bad grade
if I don't turn it in on time.

Well, go ahead, honey.

And if Dad doesn't
get home soon,

I'll give you a ride to school.

Missing a kitten?

No.

I'm looking for office space.

Jacob Nighthorse hired me
to open a legal-aid center.

You are working for Jacob?

Does Walt know about this?

He does.

And he also knows
that I am a grown adult,

fully capable of making
my own decisions.

Did you tell him
or did he figure it out?

No, I told him.

I didn't tell him everything.

What did you leave out?

How much money Jacob gave me.

How much did he give you?

750,000.

Dollars?

Yes.

That is generous.

- You're upset.
- I am surprised.

Well, apparently you're not
the only one.

There's already been complaints.

Jacob made a lot of promises to
the tribe.

How much were
these tribal casino checks?

About $745,000 less than yours.

Henry, do you have any idea

where I can find
some office space on the res?

So I can start putting this
money back into the community?

There is not much in the way
of traditional office space.

You may have to be
nontraditional in your thinking.

Olivia can't make it
to school today,

but she wanted me
to turn in her book report.

Olivia... She's so
conscientious.

But why are you dropping it off?

I wanted to ask you a few
questions about Olivia's father.

Vincent.

He's one of the good ones.

Attentive, reliable,
active in the school.

But that's no surprise...
He's the guidance counselor

over at the high school.

They're lucky to have him.

Well, Vincent Parr
has gone missing.

He was last seen going into the
Four Arrows Casino last night.

The casino?

That doesn't sound like him.

- Unless...
- Unless what?

It's unprofessional to gossip
about a student's home life.

Well, it's not unprofessional
to help locate

a student's missing parent.

It's possible that Olivia's
mother got herself into trouble

and Vincent needed money
to bail her out.

What kind of trouble?

I can't prove anything,
but when I do see her,

which is rare...
she's real jittery.

Jittery... like drugs?

If word got out that I was
saying something like that

about a parent
of one of my students,

I could lose my job.

Okay.

If something has happened
to Vincent,

do you think Olivia would be
safe in her mother's care?

I really can't give you
an honest answer on that.

Did you find Vincent?

No luck so far,

but Deputy Ferguson is still
at the casino searching, so...

Should I be worried?

Well, that casino is pretty big.

It's gonna take a while
to cover the whole place, um...

Do you know why your husband
was at the casino last night?

No.

The last I knew, he and Olivia

were driving back
from getting gas.

Is that true?

No.

We were at the
gas station earlier.

We had just arrived at
the casino when Dad called Mom.

Why'd your dad fib to your mom?

Dad said the casino
was our secret.

He said it was okay

since he'd won so much money
the night before.

The night before?

How much money did he win?

I don't know.

Olivia, do you mind giving me

a few minutes alone
with your mother?

Ms. Safford gave me
your worksheets for today.

Now, I know Ruby would be happy
to help you if you need it.

Okay.

I'm sorry if this is
a little direct,

but does Vincent have
a gambling problem?

No, I don't think so.

You didn't know he was
at the casino either night?

No, I didn't.

Does your family have
financial problems right now?

No.

Vincent's job at the high school
is the best job he's ever had.

So, if you didn't know
he was at the casino,

where'd you think he was?

I didn't think about it, really.

Well, Vincent usually picks up
Olivia after school

and then takes her to her
math tutor or piano practice.

After that, sometimes they
pick up dinner or groceries

and they head home.

What time do
they usually come home?

I don't know.

Why not?

I'm not always awake
when they get home.

Yeah?

Walt, can I talk to you?

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Ferg just called.

A body turned up...
middle-aged male.

And it fits Vincent Parr's
description.

Okay.

I'll take a ride
out to the casino.

Oh, he's not at the casino.

Ferg said the body is on the
other side of the county,

20 miles away.

What's the bus doing here?

One of the kids found the body
when they were walking

from that trailer park
over there to the bus stop.

Driver felt conflicted
about leaving a dead body.

How'd he feel about exposing
a bus full of kids

to emotional trauma?

Well, I covered the body up,
but I don't think

we need to worry about
these kids being traumatized.

Tell the driver he can leave.

Tell those kids to erase those
pictures from their phones.

Is that the father?

Looks like him.

If he was last seen
at the casino,

what's he doing
all the way out here?

I don't know.

You find out anything else
at the casino?

Not really.

Malachi couldn't locate
any footage of Vincent Parr.

Isn't that sort of what you
expect Malachi to say, though,

if he and his goons are still
ripping off the big winners?

You know, Olivia said
that her father won big.

There's no money in his wallet.

He's got these marks
across his stomach and chest.

Looks like he was run over.

Anything else in his pockets?

There's no keys.

Just a broken phone
and, uh, this.

Ferg, let's get Vincent Parr's
body to the hospital.

If the kid who found the body

was coming over
from the trailer park,

I'm gonna go over there
and ask some questions,

see if anybody saw anything.

If they didn't, maybe someone
saw something at the casino.

Well, see,
that's the downside of running

150 state-of-the-art
security cameras 24/7.

There's lots and lots of movies.

I'm still looking
through them all.

Right.

Always happy to cooperate
with an investigation, Sheriff.

Which is now
a murder investigation.

Vincent Parr's body was found
in my county.

According to
the victim's daughter,

he came here the last two nights
and he was winning.

I find it surprising
that you have no record of this.

Surprising, is it?

So, what are you thinking?

You think, uh,
we're covering something up?

Maybe it's just due
to negligence

on the part
of your security team, Jacob.

Malachi, please keep reviewing
the video...

every single thing
from the last 48 hours.

Vincent Parr had his wallet.
None of his winnings were in it.

Malachi's loan-sharking
and mugging scheme

may have just escalated.

Okay, you have no proof
of this scheme.

I won't, either,
as long as Malachi's

the one in charge
of investigating himself.

You have any other, uh,
theories right now,

aside from these insane levels
of corruption

- in my organization?
- I do.

Something happened in room 503
of your hotel.

Hello?

Anyone there?

Hey, there.

Everyone's welcome at the
Chrysalis Mobile Home Villa,

where caterpillars blossom
into butterflies.

If you're looking for
a new house,

I got three cozy units
available.

I'll take that
under consideration.

- Are you the manager?
- Yes, ma'am.

Folks call me Joe Mega, because
I used to be a mega partier,

but now I'm just mega-blessed.

Okay, Mr. Mega.

Did you happen to see
anything unusual last night?

No. Why?

This man was found dead
practically in your backyard.

And he was driving this car.

I don't know that car,
and this man's not dead.

He's not?

Death isn't death.

It's just another stage of life.

An eternal chrysalis.

I'll let the victim know.
I'm sure he'll be delighted.

In the meantime,

if you or any of your
butterflies remember anything,

go ahead and, uh,
give us a call.

Yes, ma'am.

Okay.

Caitlyn, who was staying
in room 503 the last two nights?

It appears 503 is being
held for 10 days

by a corporate account...

a company called
Manifest Destinations.

Anyone use the room last night
or the night before?

No.
Doesn't look like it.

Thank you.

We shut down Malachi's
last loan-sharking office

in the casino men's bathroom.

Maybe he's upgraded
to a hotel suite.

Or maybe...
you know, just maybe...

the numbers five zero three

refer to something
other than a room in my hotel.

Why don't you let me know
what you and Malachi find

on those security tapes.

Yeah.

Caitlyn, how often
has Manifest Destinations

booked rooms with us?

Quite often, actually.

Print me out a record, please,
and, uh,

notify me
of any further reservations.

And you know what?

Let's just keep this
between you and me, okay?

Hey, sir.
Do you travel this road a lot?

Oh, yes, ma'am.

Me and Tito here,

we scoot just about everywhere.

See anything unusual last night?

It's about that
crazy lady, right?

Yeah.

Where'd you see her?

Oh, right back there.

We were riding out
for a late-night milkshake.

And she pulled right up to us.

Said she was looking for a car.

What kind of car?

Blue... royal blue.

And, uh, what did she look like?

We didn't really get
a good look, did we?

I-It was dark,
and the poor thing, she...

she just seemed afraid to show
herself.

Paws over her face
and everything.

She... She was super shaky.

Goofed out on
something, probably.

When we asked what was wrong,
she just freaked out, sped off.

And, uh, what was she driving?

Oh, one of those little
S.U.V.s... a Honda.

And it had
one of those cutesy-pie

mom, dad, and kid stick-figure
stickers on the back window.

I found the girl's mom
passed out in a Honda

with the same sticker on it.

So what?
You think the mom did it?

I don't know.

Okay.

You want me to call child
services about the little girl?

I mean, technically,
we're supposed to, right?

Technically, but there's
something I have to do first.

We found Vincent.

You found my dad?

We're still trying to figure out
what happened.

Unfortunately, he...

...your father was injured
very badly, and...

...he didn't survive.

Mom.

I'm very sorry.

Mom, Dad's dead!

Mom!

Mom!

You didn't have to come
all the way out here, you know.

I would've found the place...
eventually.

Finding the place was not
my concern.

Your safety was.

You love me like a father,
don't you?

Yes, I do.

You're also underestimating me
like a father.

Henry, I can't use this
as an office.

This is someone's home.

It was foreclosed last month.

Are there any other options?

Yes.

Other foreclosed homes
in worse condition than this.

This is Henry.

Ah. So your phone does work.

I was beginning to wonder
why I haven't heard from you.

I have been somewhat
busy lately.

Is that right?

You find a better way to get
your bar back

than by helping me?

I have not.

I didn't think so.

Which means we need
to have a talk

about what exactly Malachi
is up to.

Hi. Donna?
It's me, Walt... Longmire.

Um, I guess I left a message
or two already.

Um, this is work-related.

Um, I've got a young girl
whose father was found dead.

She's here with her mother.

She's a little unstable.

I'd like to put off calling, uh,
social services

as long as I can.

So I could use some
professional guidance.

You could call me back here

or, uh, just call Ruby,
if that's easier.

Okay.

Damn.

Hey, Ruby.

Any word from the coroner yet?

Oh, hey, Sheriff.
Yeah.

Vincent Parr was crushed
to death, just as we thought.

Someone ran him over
in the last eight to 18 hours.

You know, I'm... I'm happy to
wait here.

You know, just wait for
the results and the blood work.

No.
That could take hours.

I need you to get over
to the Parr house.

Take a look
underneath the wife's car.

You think the wife ran him over?

Well, if she did, there'd be
damage to the undercarriage.

On it.

Can Olivia and I go now?

Soon.

We still need your help
in our investigation,

um, answering
some background questions.

Okay.

When we found you
in your car last night,

um, you remembered getting
into it but nothing after that?

Yeah, that's right.
It's... all a blank.

Is it possible
that you drove out

to look for your husband
and daughter?

I don... I don't know.

- Did I?
- Apparently, you stopped to talk to a man

while driving out near
where Vincent's body was found.

I don't remember that at all.

What did I say to him?

You asked him if he'd seen
Vincent's royal blue sedan.

Really?

Well, I... I guess
if he saw me...

I mean, I... I was really...
really worried about them.

If you were worried
about your husband and daughter,

why didn't you just call us?

Well, some... sometimes when I
get all worked up about things,

um, and I think
something's happened,

like, a part of me knows
it might...

might just all be in my head.

I had... had an accident
a few years ago

that kind of changed
things for me.

You have some kind
of head injury?

No, nothing like that.

I'm just kind of
in a lot of pain,

and, um, that can kind of c...
cloud my mind.

Yeah.

What do you think?

I think Melissa Parr is addicted
to painkillers.

Yeah.

That can be a pretty expensive
habit to feed.

- Yeah.
- Maybe that's her motive.

She kills Vincent
for his casino winnings.

She seems really nervous
around me.

- That could just be the pills.
- Maybe.

Maybe if I wasn't around,
she'd open up more to you.

It's worth a try.

Yeah.

Why not order a burger
from your own restaurant?

And miss out on the best
burger in town?

Why would I do that?

So, have you found out anything

about Malachi laundering money
through the Red Pony?

I am just delivering food.

I do not know
what you are talking about.

You think my office is bugged
and Malachi is listening in.

Malachi, if you are listening,
Standing Bear and I

are conspiring as we speak

to uncover all
your criminal activities.

You got that?

If we're gonna work
together, Henry,

we have to at least pretend
to trust each other.

Fine.

All I know is that there is
a lot more money

flowing through the Red Pony...
new revenue streams, too.

According to the ledger I found,
your casino is booking

my catering services
several times a week.

- Okay, that's news to me.
- Me too.

So there must be a second ledger
with the real numbers

and the real sources of income.

- I have not found it yet.
- Try harder.

And when you find it,
keep an eye out for a company

called Manifest Destinations.

I think they're a front
for a criminal organization.

- Already? The casino just opened.
- Oh, yeah.

Everyone's trying to siphon
away the profits.

Ah, yes.

The profits that should be going
to the tribe.

Is this about Cady?

It has less to do with Cady
than about your priorities.

My priorities are
the well-being of our people

and the infrastructure
of our community.

Schools, community centers,
access to legal aid.

And the people themselves?

Have you heard of
"refeeding syndrome"?

It's when a starved body
can't process

an excess of new food.

The body shuts down...
dies, even.

For centuries, our people have
been starved of prosperity

and opportunity.

You can't just open up a buffet

and expect a starving person
to make smart choices.

You have to feed the starved
body a little at a time

so that it can get well again.

So you are saving misguided
Indians from themselves.

You sound like
the U .S. government.

Did you find anything
under her vehicle?

I'll show you.
Here.

No marks, no mess.

Nothing at all?
No blood?

Nope, it's clean.

Maybe I should look
under some other cars.

I'm thinking Malachi's
and Darius'.

- Thanks.
- Hey, Walt?

- Yeah.
- You got a call.

Donna call back?

No.

"Little Big Man."

Written, directed,
and starring whitey.

In terms of white man
ass-kissing,

I'd give it four stars.

Is that why you called...
to give me a movie review?

No, but I do have some film
for you to watch.

So, uh, grab some popcorn.

I got some footage of your guy
two nights ago.

And, yes, he was winning big.

And he was not alone.

Was his wife there?

I don't know.
Does his wife look like that?

No.
Who is she?

No idea.

But I do know that Jacob didn't
want me to show you any of this.

Why are you showing me this?

Because, uh...

I have a granddaughter,
same age as his daughter.

I don't get to see her
very much, but, uh...

...I'd do anything
for that little girl.

We found a napkin
like the one in that video

with 503 written on it.

I need to see inside that room.

Walter, I-I can't exactly waltz
you through my boss's palace

and escort you.

But I can tell you that, uh,

my guys take their lunch break
in about 40 minutes from now.

You gonna go check out
that hotel room?

Yeah. No.
Nothing new here.

I'll keep an eye on them.

Is everything okay?
I-I must've caught a bug.

I should go home.

All right, um, stay here,
and I'll get you some tea.

- I need to go home.
- It's okay, Mom.

Listen, we're gonna get you guys
out of here as soon as we can,

but we still
haven't talked about

who might have had a problem
with Vincent, okay?

- All right.
- Hey.

- Hi.
- I got Walt's message.

You just missed him.

Um, maybe you and I could speak
in Walt's office for a second.

Sure.

Uh, that woman is not okay.

Clearly. She's going
through withdrawal.

She was doped up when Walt
brought her in this morning.

So then you called
Child Protective Services.

So, when do they get here?

- We haven't called them yet.
- That woman is in no condition

to take care of her daughter,

and Walt's message said that the
dad had been killed, so...

I mean, what are we
waiting for here, huh?

The child to suffer
irreversible trauma?

The mother is a suspect
in the father's death.

Yes. All the more
reason to call.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

If we can observe and talk to
her for a little while longer,

we may be able to figure out how
and why the father was killed.

In fact, Walt just left to
give them a chance to open up.

You know, he knows that some
people wait for him to leave

to start talking.

Okay, why don't you just stop
with the subtle insinuations?

You're actually not
very good at it,

especially not the subtle part.

Okay.

I find it rather coincidental
that you show up

just minutes after Walt leaves.

Were you waiting outside
for him to go

so you could barely miss him

like you've been missing
his phone calls?

All right, well, you know...

Walt hired you,
so he trusts you.

So he must see qualities in you

that aren't obvious
to the naked eye.

So I will give you
the benefit of the doubt

and give you an answer.

You see, I missed a little bit
of work recently.

It's a long story... you know,
kidnapping, gunshot wound.

And so I have been working
overtime to make it up.

Does that work for you?
Hmm?

Or do you have
some follow-up questions

concerning your boss's
private life?

Thanks.

You know,
for coming down to my level

and granting me a response.

But while we're on the topic
of not understanding

what Walt sees in other people,
let me be unsubtle.

I have no idea
what makes you worthy of him.

I really don't.

But I saw him go through hell
when your life was in danger.

And so when he reaches out
to contact you,

he deserves a response.

He deserves more than that,
of course,

but he sure as hell
doesn't deserve less.

Not from you.

Not from anyone.

Mom! Mom, no!

You can't leave!
I don't know what happened!

Okay. Calm down.
Okay. Okay. All right.

- I need to get home.
- I know. You're safe here.

I'm very sick.
I need my medicine.

I cannot release your daughter
into your custody

when you are in
this state, all right?

I'll just leave her here,
but I need to go home.

You do not have a car,
Mrs. Parr.

Okay, well,
then I'll call a cab!

I got this.

Please put the phone down,
all right?

Don't look at me
like I'm a bad mom.

I wouldn't say that.
That's not what I said, okay?

You're not a bad mom...
Oh, God! Shit!

Okay.

- I'm sorry.
- No. Okay.

- Okay. Okay. All right.
- I'm so sorry.

Nope, nope.
It's fine.

- All right. Okay.
- No! Please don't touch me!

Okay.

I'm sorry.

I was told that this room
was unoccupied.

Can I help you?

Well, I'm Sheriff Longmire.

Do you mind if I ask you
a few questions, Miss...

Mrs., actually.
It's Mrs. Shawna Crawford.

No. Come on in.

Thank you.

I have to go to work
in a few minutes,

- so I don't have long to talk.
- What kind of work?

I'm a travel agent for a company
called Manifest Destinations

out of Massachusetts.

I'm here touring the hotel,

putting travel packages
together and such.

So, what do you need?

Do you know this man?

Are you sure you're the sheriff

and not some P.I.
my husband hired?

Pretty certain, yeah.

Yeah, I recognize him.

I saw him gambling
a few nights ago.

He looked... safe.

And I was a bit lonely
and a bit tipsy, to be honest.

So we flirted a little bit.

I even wrote down
my room number,

but I guess
he wasn't interested.

And that was the last
I saw of him.

I actually never even got
his name.

What night was this?

It was two nights ago.

Did you see him last night?

No, just the one night.
Why?

Well, he was found dead
in my county this morning.

He's dead?

I'm trying to piece together
his last few days.

Is there anything you could, uh,
tell me about your conversation?

Uh, okay.

Our conversation, um...

Uh, well, he complimented me
on my vocabulary,

which was a nice surprise.

Um, and he said
he was on a lucky streak

so he couldn't leave the table.

And I remember thinking
that if he did come to my room,

I was setting myself up
for disappointment.

How so?

The more I talked to him,
I realized he was wasted.

- Vincent was drunk?
- He masked it well.

He wasn't slurring his words
or anything.

But his eyes and breath
gave it away.

You expecting a call?

No.

Well, you're getting one.

Yeah.

Hello?
This is Shawna Crawford.

Yes, this is room 503.

It's for you.

I'm at the hospital
with Melissa Parr.

What happened?

I think we might have just found
another motive.

Yeah, okay.

Hey, I, uh, I got your message,

and you're absolutely right.

Suspect or not,

that girl's mother is in no
shape to take care of a child.

So if... if there isn't
any other available family,

she's gonna have to be placed
with a social worker.

- Thanks.
- Yeah, um...

I-I got your other messages,
too.

Yeah, uh...

So, should I just mail your
blouse and other clothes to you?

No, no.
I'll pick them up.

Look, Walt, I know that
we need to talk,

but you're... you're busy now,
so we'll just talk later.

Okay?

- Okay.
- All right.

Melissa Parr is in an exam room.

- Where's Olivia?
- Ferg's keeping her distracted.

We also got Vincent Parr's
blood tests back.

Vincent was drunk when he died.

Twice the legal limit.
How did you know?

Room 503.
So what's behind this door?

What happened?

I couldn't... hide the truth
anymore.

The truth about what?

Vincent.

It's okay.

This is the fourth robbery
in six months by a bank robber

authorities have taken
to calling Cowboy Bill.

Witnesses describe this Cowboy
Bill as being a polite man...

Do you have any jacks?

Go fish.

...pulling in $20,000.

Hey, I'll be right back.
No peeking.

Keep your eye out for
Cowboy Bill for me, all right?

Walt wants me to take Olivia.

Where?

Somewhere Children's Services
is less likely to show up.

The first time Vincent hit me
was four years ago.

I came here
asking for painkillers.

I... I told the doctor
I'd been in a bicycle accident.

What really happened?

Well, we had gone
to a holiday party

for the high school staff.

I drank too much wine.

And I bumped into
the vice principal,

and I caused her to spill
something.

It's not that huge of a deal.

Right?

When we got home,
Vincent... completely lost it.

And I ended up
with a broken collarbone.

Had he ever hit you before?

No. He changed after he got
that job.

- Why?
- I think it was because of his father.

When Vincent was growing up,
his dad drank himself

right out of a job
and their family...

...right out of their house.

So Vincent was not gonna
let that happen.

So, no matter how much he drank,
he always wanted to, you know,

have the appearance
of an upstanding family man

and a good provider.

And he would just lose it

when he thought I was
jeopardizing that.

Did Vincent hit Olivia as well?

No.

No, if he ever would've
laid a hand on our baby girl,

I would have gotten her
out of there.

I would've done the right thing.

Is that why you went out
driving last night?

To do the right thing?

When Vincent and Olivia
didn't come home, I got scared.

I knew Vincent was lying
about where he was.

You knew he was at the casino?

I knew he'd been drinking,

'cause I could hear it
in his voice.

Probably the Rusty Lantern.

Did Vincent often take
your 10-year-old with him

when he'd go drinking?

He said leaving her in
the car was safer

than leaving her with
me because...

...I was an unfit mother.

But when he called drunk and
then they didn't come home...

...I didn't care.

I knew I shouldn't
be driving, but...

All I could think about
was Olivia in some wreck.

It's been a nightmare.

Did you run your husband over
to end that nightmare?

I don't know what I did
last night.

Come in.

Did we have a meeting scheduled?

N-No, no.

I was just coming to tell you
that I found

some decent office space
on the res.

I mean, it's gonna need a lot of
work before it can open, but...

I have a good handyman for you.

A gentleman named Sam Poteet.

Actually, I can take care
of the repairs myself.

But it was your idea
to visibly demonstrate

how the money's being
reinvested on the res.

Don't you think hiring a member
of the tribe will help with that?

Not if it's a waste of money.

Mr. Poteet...

...is both
highly dependable...

...and highly efficient.

Are you threatening me?

In Cheyenne culture,
the most prized dowry

a groom can offer his
new bride's father is a rifle.

There's a reason
for this tradition.

Do you know what it is?

No, clearly.

The idea is that you never arm
your enemy.

You're making a deep
and, dare I say,

courageous commitment
to this tribe.

The rifle is a symbol
of my trust.

Take it.

Thank you.

And for those times
when symbols don't suffice...

...you should have these
as well.

Hey.

Bartender confirms
that Vincent was in here

for about an hour last night.

He had four beers
and four shots.

Eight drinks in an hour?
Jesus.

Cashier at the minimart said
that Olivia did come in there.

She got a sandwich
and some Skittles,

and she crossed back to over
and got into a royal blue sedan.

So, Vincent Parr leaves the
Rusty Lantern around 9:00 p.m.

It's a 30-minute drive
from there to the casino,

and he's seen entering
the casino around 9:30,

leaving Olivia in the car.

Then he isn't seen again
until the kid finds him here,

20 miles from the casino.

So, if Melissa killed Vincent,
how'd she get his body

from the casino
all the way out there?

She said she didn't even know
that he was at the casino.

So she's lying or just confused.

Let's take Malachi at his word
that Vincent Parr

never made it
inside the casino last night.

So that would mean
whatever happened...

happened out here.

From here,
you can see everything.

Is this where Olivia was sitting
when Cady found her?

It is.

So, then if Melissa
picked up Vincent,

or Malachi's guys mugged him...

His daughter saw it.

I need to go talk to Olivia.

Probably should get Vincent's
car back to the family.

Do you have the keys?
I can drive it over there.

I think we need to call
a tow truck.

Thanks, Ferg.

How are you feeling?

Terrible.

But they gave me some Pedialyte,
which is helping.

Where's Olivia?

She's here.
She's in good hands.

I'm afraid to even
ask this, but...

...but what did you find out
about last night?

Whatever happened to Vincent,

I think your daughter saw it
and she's afraid to talk.

Because she saw me?

I don't know yet.

Dad picked me up from school,
and we went to get dinner.

Where?

The gas station.

I got a sandwich
and some Skittles.

I ate in the car.

Outside the bar?

Yeah.

I waited while Dad went inside.

Then we drove to the casino.

What happened when you got
to the casino?

Dad went inside, like I said.

And that's the truth?

Olivia, darling, you need
to tell the sheriff the truth.

Even if it puts me
in a bad light,

you need to tell him what
happened, no matter what I did.

The sheriff already knows
that Dad hit me.

When your dad went
into the casino last night,

did anybody stop him?

I got some photos.

Was it this man?

No?

How about this one?

From the other night.

Okay.

Olivia, um,
did you see your mother

outside the casino last night?

It's okay.

We're gonna tell the truth now,
no matter what.

No more secrets.

No.

Mom wasn't at the casino
last night.

Okay.

So who did you see
with your dad?

You didn't see anybody, did you?

Because your dad was never
at the casino last night.

What are you talking about?

Olivia, could you empty out
your pockets for me?

Everything, please.

I found these
on the driver's-side floor.

I never found
your dad's car keys.

That's because he gave them
to you, isn't it?

You were your dad's
designated driver.

No, but OI... Olivia can't drive.

She's 10.

Dad taught me.

So he wouldn't get a DU I and
lose his job.

But if you drove him
to the casino...

...how'd they find his body
out by the bar?

Because Olivia didn't drive
Vincent to the casino.

He was never there last night.

There's no footage of him
on the inside.

And if he'd been stopped outside
by you or anyone,

somebody would've seen it.

Olivia, what happened
to your dad

on the drive between the bar
and the casino?

One of my dreams happened.

What?

I used to dream about somebody
coming to rescue us.

So that you could go
to the doctor and get better.

I dreamed up all the ways
that Dad could disappear.

And one of your dreams
turned real last night?

When I was driving from the bar,

Dad called Mom to say
we were coming home.

Then he fell asleep
with his head against the door.

It was dark.

There wasn't anyone else
on the road.

So I pulled the car over,
put the handle in "P"

like Dad showed me,

and I came around
and opened his door.

Dad fell out without waking up.

So I closed the door,
got back inside.

Then I put the handle in "R."

And the car went backward
over him.

Then I put it in "D"...

...and drove to the casino and
waited for someone to see me.

Mom.

Don't be sad.

Dad's gone now.

You can go to the doctor
and get better.

It's all gonna be okay.

Oh, good.
You're, uh... you're still up.

Yeah, I was just puttering
around the house.

- Come in.
- Oh, yeah.

This is for you.

Is it a gift?

- It's laundry.
- Ah. Every girl's dream.

Yeah.
Uh, I'll get you beer.

Yeah.

So, uh, I finally called
Children's Services.

So does that mean that the
mother killed the girl's father?

No, it was the girl actually,
to protect the mother.

She'll be evaluated
and go into counseling,

um, while the mom
rehabilitates, but...

...she won't be charged.

- She's too young.
- Yeah.

Yeah.
This world will surprise you.

Yep.

I'm pregnant.

Pregnant?

- Aren't you a little, um...
- Be really careful.

Aren't we both a little...
autumnal for that?

Well... surprise.

Yeah.

I guess we should
make it official.

- And get married?
- It's the right thing to do.

There's... There's room here,
plenty of space...

For God sakes, Walt,
I am not pregnant.

But you just said
that you were pregnant.

No, I know what I said.

I s... I said it to make a point.

That you're a very
convincing liar?

No, to make that point
that if I were pregnant,

you would be the sort of guy

who would just immediately
ask me to marry him, you know?

Even though...
Even though that's...

that's not what you want.

- I never said that.
- You don't have to.

Look, I know you like me.

And I like you...
a lot, actually.

But what I don't want
is for you to feel obligated

to be in a relationship with me

because now, suddenly,
after the attack, you know,

it's "the right
thing to do," okay?

I just... I don't feel like pity
and obligation

are ideal foundations
for a romance, so...

All right.

How about clean laundry...

...and uh, an enduring
perplexity about existence?

Well, I guess there are some
romances built on worse, right?

Yeah.

You want to sit?

Yeah.

Speaking of perplexity,

do you actually know
how a woman gets pregnant?

Well, um...

I think I may have read
about that somewhere.

So, why would you think
that I was, you know...

What do you mean?

Didn't we, um...

You don't remember?

I got hit in the head.

So did we?

Well...

I guess every great romance
deserves a little mystery.