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Previously on Yellowstone...

That boy lived a perfect life, Monica.

And all he knew was you loved him.

John, this isn't the place, but we do need to talk.

I think you should meet me on the reservation.

Show the people you care enough to visit.

I can do that.

Park Rangers came... Talked to me about some wolves

that held up at the ranch here.

I tried to outsmart 'em. I guess it didn't work out.

Where are the wolves now?

They're in a place that nobody will every find 'em.

I'm feeling a little irresponsible.

Not her real name.

I see you survived. - Thank you.

And to think of all the hard work I did to put you in prison.

Everything before now. That's what I'm sorry for.

I was terrible.

You did put me through hell though.

We're gonna trot out to Mount Chisholm,

set camp there...

then drive them down to Lewis Creek.

Them old dries are gonna want to double back on you.

Just keep moving south,

then we'll hold 'em up in the meadow and...

then push 'em down into the river.

Look who came to see me off.

We'll be back in like a week.

Good to know.

One for the road?

You stupid enough to ask for that in front of my father?

Yeah, well, you're worth the risk.

Be careful.

Careful don't factor too much into this.

Be careful anyway.

See you when you get back.

Let's go.

I ain't hard to find.

Course, none of us cowboys are.

I didn't mean to wake you, honey.

I was trying to be quiet. Sorry.

You didn't wake me. Memories woke me.

Well, I hope they were good ones.

Good ones don't wake people.

I think they do the opposite.

Do you ever think about us?

Well...

Us is all I think about.

When we were kids.

You ever think about that?

I think about now.

I think about tomorrow.

But I don't give much thought to yesterday.

Yesterday is what eats me.

Baby, yesterday is what eats everybody.

That's why I don't think about it.

Hm.

Good morning.

Good morning.

I'll be late.

I'll be right here.

Oh boy.

It's early for a fire.

Gonna be a dry year, sir.

It's already a dry year.

Our calves big enough for branding?

I'd like 'em a little bit bigger

but seems like the whole valley is short handed.

Just helped the Mitchells and I'm getting calls every day now.

We got to brand ours first before we help anybody else.

It's tough saying no with you as Governor now.

Me being Governor's thrown a wrench

in about everything it could.

Well, I'd brand the whole state

if we can get that airport land back, sir.

It'd be worth it.

Yes, it would.

So here's what I'm figuring.

I'll pull them out of the back country,

push 'em through the valley

and then we'll do the branding here and I'll run two crews.

Get one branding and the other one pushing 'em

to the airport pasture.

There ain't no wolves there.

How many day workers you figure we'll need?

Maybe fifteen.

I'll split up our crew and marry 'em with the day workers.

Where you gonna house 'em?

Well, I was thinking the loft.

Oh, no. I don't need some drunk day worker

falling down the stairs and suing me.

Bring out the tents.

Everybody sleeps outside. And I mean everybody.

I don't need that bunkhouse

turning into a honky tonk either.

Mm-hmm.

Nobody knows what the hell we do anymore.

And it's time we remind 'em.

Have Gator pull out the wagon.

I'm gonna invite the whole damn county.

That's a lot of number two team ropers in a pen.

Only ranch cowboys drag.

Sir? You coming?

You're damn right I'm coming.

Can I have a word?

Gimme a minute.

Just one word?

Is this about Summer?

When you say Summer, are you referring to the season

or that hairy hippie giving syphilis to our sofa?

Give me a minute.

We're gonna work out of here for a few days.

This schedule is pretty full, sir.

Clara, that...

That wasn't a question.

Working from the ranch for a few days.

Understood.

Would you be opposed to moving some meetings here?

Yeah.

- So you're saying you... - No more meetings.

You mean like no meetings.

I don't mean "like" anything.

I mean cancel the meetings that are scheduled

and don't schedule any more.

Sound like a plan?

It sounds like the opposite of a plan

but you're the Governor so that's what we'll do.

I want to make a big party of it.

Invite a news crew out to the ranch.

Show the world who we are and what we do.

We call those MEPPs.

MEPPs?

Manufactured Events for, uh, Political Purposes.

Can I put together a guest list?

Eh...

You could get through two weeks worth

of meetings in one afternoon.

Load me up.

Your turn. Hit me.

Thinking about it.

I'm gonna need a drink for this.

So I just want to...

want to make sure I'm understanding

the situation correctly, okay?

You gave your girlfriend clemency?

She is not my girlfriend

and I did not give her clemency.

I commuted her sentence.

She finishes out under house arrest.

Your house.

Well, she doesn't have a house in Montana.

And I need her.

That hippie, she must be able to suck

- a marble through a soda straw. - God.

This fucking state is so tied up in lawsuits

over wolf hunting and bison leaving the park

and sage grouse that can't figure out

if they can cross the road.

And I don't understand any of it.

I don't understand any of the reasoning behind it.

But Summer does because she...

she thinks like the people who run these groups.

Because she isthe people that run these groups.

She is not going to help you, Dad.

You have invited your worst enemy to sleep in your bed,

and if you think that she was fucking you last night,

give her three months... The real fucking is coming.

And I'll give you the reasoning: the reasoning is you.

The wolf is their weapon.

So is the bison.

So is anything that gets your cattle

out of the national forest,

and off the BLM land, and ultimately off your land.

It's no different than Dan Jenkins

wanting a private club or... or

Market Equities wanting their fucking airport.

They want the land, Dad.

That is all you need to understand.

Can I help you?

Just checking out my new prison.

What's on fire?

The forest.

Happens every year.

Some years worse than others.

How do they start?

Lightning.

Is anybody gonna put it out?

I mean, they'll try.

Only thing that can put it out is God.

God puts out the fire?

God brings rain. Rain puts out the fire.

Nature puts out the fire, kid.

That's what I said.

We'll gather 'em and hold 'em in the valley,

and then we'll push them here in the morning.

You want the wagon up there?

No, no wagon. No bedroll.

We're cold camp for the night.

Yee-haw. Cowboy shit.

Yeah! Carter, bring up the pack horses

and holler at Gator to pack for a spike camp for two nights.

Yes, sir.

What's a spike camp?

Don't know.

Ma'am.

I never bothered to ask how you were feeling.

Now I know.

I worry.

About what?

About you.

About life and my place in it.

I have absolutely no idea what to do.

We move on.

That's all we can do.

Don't quit your job.

Your job isn't why he died.

A buffalo isn't why he died.

He died because God needs him.

Why does he need him?

It'll be the first question I ask when I meet him.

Speaking of jobs, why aren't you doing yours?

I just, uh...

I don't want it coming between us.

I don't want anything coming between us.

Nothing's coming between us, baby.

Nothing can.

Your father called.

I'll call him later.

He invited us to the branding.

I don't want to leave you guys alone for a week.

Well, he invited all of us.

You feel up to sitting on a horse?

Not a chance.

I'll leave the riding to you.

But we need a break.

So does our son.

When do they start?

Tomorrow.

I'll start gathering some horses.

We should leave tonight.

I love you.

I don't tell you that enough.

I never doubt it.

♪ Ya hold tight to me ♪

♪ You don't smother You set me free ♪

♪ Way out here In the country ♪

♪ Nothing between moon and sea ♪

♪ Can sever the ties Between you and I ♪

♪ Rivers bend and clouds break ♪

♪ The sun pulls us Towards our intertwine ♪

Whatcha doing?

I'm trying to outfit this boy.

We have to gather in the morning.

We'll be gone a couple days.

Is my dad going?

It's the spring gather, honey.

Everyone's going.

Well, can you outfit me too?

Do what?

Well...

I am not staying in that dungeon by myself.

Honey, we're two days on horseback.

There ain't no tents. No bedrolls.

No bathrooms, no nothing.

Don't you want me to go?

Yeah, I'm surprised that you want to go.

Oh, fine, I'll just, uh, fly to Vegas.

I'll get a suite at the Wynn.

Go catch the Thunder Down Under.

Beth, if you want to go, just say you want to go.

Well, I think I did but you seem to find that concept inconceivable.

Beth... Let's put the crazy away.

Would you like to go on the gathering with me tomorrow?

Beth, love of my life,

I don't think I can survive two days alone.

And God knows that you hate horses and cattle

and being dirty and cold

and especially being told what to do,

all of which is gonna happen tomorrow,

but would you consider

coming and sparing me...

the misery of being without you?

Hm?

Well, I don't need you miserable.

Jesus Christ. Here, try these on.

God, you make a girl work for it.

Get up, try them on.

You don't want me putting the crazy away now, do you, huh?

You can be as crazy as you want now.

You wanna come tomorrow?

Do I want to sit on the back of an animal you broke

into submission to gather animals you plan to harass

and imprison before you mutilate their bodies?

No, I think I'll stay here.

Summer, you are so full of shit.

You know, the first thing that happened to you

when you when you were born?

A complete stranger took a pair of scissors

and cut away that part of your body

that'd been feeding you for nine months.

Then that stranger handed you over to another stranger

who held you upside down and slapped you on the back

and on the bottom until you screamed,

then they placed you on a steel scale,

then immobilized you in a blanket

before handing you back to your mother.

And if you were a boy, later that day

another stranger comes along, takes you away,

runs all sorts of tests on you

before cutting off the foreskin of your penis.

Never mind that all those things

were done to save and improve your life.

See my point?

Not really.

Not really?

I guess that's why I'm Governor

and you're under house arrest.

Do you get cell service up there?

God, I hope not.

You should probably take a satellite phone.

Can you, uh...

Can you ride?

I can ride.

You carry the satellite.

Now this makes me happy.

You ready to go cowboy?

You think we can sneak in some fishing?

Not this trip, grandson.

Tend to your horses then meet us up at the house for supper.

That's your youngest son?

That's my only son, Clara.

Your six o'clock is here.

I don't have a six o'clock.

You do have a six o'clock.

I called you.

I'm aware.

Look, I, umm...

The other night was...

Wasn't it?

It was unprofessional, and...

Oh, you didn't like it?

No, that's not what I'm saying.

We're two consenting adults.

We can do whatever we want,

but I do understand what you're saying, Jamie.

You're saying that a relationship would recuse you

from representing the State in litigation

against Market Equities or its partners.

It would recuse you as well.

I'm not a litigator.

Hmm.

Is that why you did it?

Hmm...

So you know...

The State hires outside council for litigation.

You haven't recused me from anything.

So if that's why you did it, you did it for nothing.

If you thought that last night was unprofessional...

I really get to go on the gather?

Yep.

- No bullshit? - No.

Hey, no cussing at the table.

So I get to go?

You get to fucking go. Don't ask me again. Okay?

- Baby? - What?

I'm trying to teach him some manners.

You want me to serve them out there?

Common sense would say yes.

But for once this family's gonna eat together.

Hey, I would have pulled up a chair,

but I thought we could stake your inmate out in the field,

seeing that she loves to eat the grass.

Kayce's here with his family.

We're eating in the dining room.

And you're going to be nice.

But if you can't say something nice,

you won't say anything at all.

Are we clear?

Crystal clear, Dad.

I'm gonna get a drink first.

Ahh.

Ahh.

Ready.

I'm gonna regret the shit out of this.

Come on. Let's get this over with.

Beth: One big, happy family.

And an assistant.

And a hooker.

I don't know what could make this any better.

So, Gator, what did you kill for dinner this evening?

Sorry, I didn't know you would be joining us.

I would've picked a different everything had I known.

She's going to be here for the next six months

so a vegetarian option each meal would be...

Vegan. A vegan option, please.

Gator, just give her what we feed the horses.

So, anyways tonight you'll be having uh...

an assortment of game...

On the left there is venison.

Which is to say a deer you shot.

Yeah, that's correct.

While it was minding its own business

foraging for sustenance.

Yeah. Beside that we'll have roast duck.

Are you aware that ducks mate for life?

At least something at this table does.

Well, I did kill both of them, if it...

Makes it better? No, it makes it twice as bad.

Oh.

And what is this little creature

that can't even feed one person?

Actually I like to serve four per person.

So you kill four.

Yeah.

What is this mystery meat?

That's a dove.

Dove. The bird of peace.

These migrate from Mexico every year.

You're serving the fucking bird of peace for dinner.

Dove's pretty good.

Monica: I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

This is just so fucking uncomfortable.

Can we eat?

Summer...

Let's you and I take a walk,

Yeah? Maybe I can help educate you

on our differing ways of life.

Our different cultures, our different value systems.

- You have values? - Let's take a walk.

- Whoa, girls... - Girls?

Do you see a girl in this room, Dad?

Hmm? After you. Not on your life.

Sir, do you want me to go after them?

I think that's a terrible idea, Rip.

Gator, let's, uh... Let's eat while we still can.

I'll take four of them.

You can't make this up.

Sir, I'm a bit worried about them.

You probably should be.

I thought take a walk was a metaphor.

You actually meant it.

- Nope. - Oh!

It was a metaphor.

Familiar position for you?

You smug, spoiled, forty-year-old adolescent.

You're everything that's wrong with this place.

The only thing wrong with this place is you're in it.

Bitch!

Nine years of Jiu Jitsu, bitch.

Ah!

I grew up with three brothers, you fucking hippie.

Get off!

Oh!

You know what's gonna happen, don't you, sir?

I suspect it's happening right now, Rip.

I'm sick of listening to it.

Let them get it out of their system.

Nothing gets out of your daughter's system, sir.

Excuse me.

Nope.

Enough of that Jiu Jitsu shit.

How bout that shit?

Do you know how stupid you both look?

You look ridiculous.

Get... off!

Do you think you're gonna beat the other one

into respecting your opinion?

Hell, I don't even know how you can respect yourselves.

Is this the kind of manners that you want to teach that boy?

Hm?

And you. I don't know you.

But I know this, you're never going to convince someone

to think the way that you think

by insulting them in their own house.

If you don't like the food, don't fucking eat it.

I don't think I need to tell you about

all the people that are starving around this planet tonight.

So, maybe shut the fuck up and say thank you.

Or leave...

There's an option no one thought about.

I can't leave.

Well, unless you want this to happen every night

for the rest of the time that you're here,

I suggest you figure out a way to get along.

Now, Beth, have you had enough?

Not even close.

What about you, Summer? Huh?

I could do this all night.

Fine.

Then let's end it with a little bit of dignity

instead of rolling around on the ground

like a bunch of fucking nine year-olds.

Just stand here and trade 'em.

Until one of you's had enough.

Ooh!

No, no, no, don't look at me.

I'm not the one that got you into this.

If you want to quit, Summer,

I'll make sure it stays quit,

but I'm ain't quitting for you.

No, no.

Look at me.

Your turn.

This is my fucking house.

You will show me and everyone in it respect,

do you understand?

What respect do I get?

You'll get exactly what you give.

You hungry? I'm fucking starving.

Not sure I can chew anything.

Well, just swallow it whole.

Shouldn't be a problem for you...

Shit, I'm sorry. We're not doing that anymore.

Let's go eat.

I should get cleaned up.

You should, too.

I don't hide from what I do.

I wanted to fight, so we fought.

Let 'em look.

Come on.

What?

Nothing.

Mm. Wait.

There might be butter in that.

Fuck it.

So you've never eaten meat in your whole life?

Never.

Both my parents are vegetarian.

Beth: Really?

You know we're not... we're not designed

to just eat lettuce and grass and all that shit, right?

It's why we have to turn it into flour in the first place.

No, we weren't designed to eat that.

This is exactly what we were designed to eat.

Everything that lives off grass has a four chambered stomach.

That's bullshit.

Mm-mm. Ask him.

I'm gonna get the first aid kit.

It's not as bad as it looks.

Oh, that's a relief.

If it was as bad as it looks

you'd be on a Care Flight to a hospital.

You're all excused.

Shit.

I took the liberty, sir. If you don't mind.

I need it.

You're doing what I came out here to do.

Pour me one, would you?

My daughter...

I, uh... I commend you, Rip.

It must take a lot of courage to sleep next to that woman.

You know that old saying "don't go to sleep mad?"

Well that's never truer than my marriage.

I guess not.

You know, the first Duttons to settle this valley,

fighting was all they knew.

It's how they got here

and how they kept the land once they did.

But today, it's...

Today, it seems like it's a liability.

Cowards rule the world these days, Rip.

With coward rules and coward customs.

To succeed today, all you gotta know

is how to blame and how to complain.

I truly believe it's the survival

of the un-fittest these days.

You know, I always thought Beth

would calm down as she got older.

But every year it seems like she gets wilder.

I've never seen anything like it.

What it must feel like to be that free.

You know I've got one child I miss,

one child I pity, one I regret...

But that girl...

That child I envy.

I'll see you in the kitchen about four.

Yes, sir.

Good night.

Last one of those for a few days.

Yeah.

Ryan. been a long time ago. You good?

You're looking well.

Hello, young man. How are you?

Good. Tell me about what you got in here.

We got some new high power equipment.

How you guys doing, doing all right?

Good. Good to see y'all.

Woo.

You boys good? Need anything? Thank you.

Oh, look at you. Gorgeous.

- Ain't your first time. - Yeah, you got it.

- Thank you. - Yes, sir.

- There you go. - Boy, whoa.

All right, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You good, buddy?

Yeah, I'm good.

You good?

Ow.

You deserve every bit of it, honey.

Earned it, you mean.

Yeah, honey. That's what I meant.

I guess you've done this before.

I am from Miles City.

How long will you be gone?

Couple a days.

How you feeling?

Like I got hit by a truck.

How about you?

Like I got hit by a Prius.

I don't know what to do while he's gone.

Don't know what to do when he's here.

Well, I think you got that part figured out.

Why don't you take a walk around this place?

You'll understand us better.

Tell me if there is a forest in America

in better shape or more loved.

Then tell me we're the enemy.

- I love you. - I love you.

Take care of our boy.

He's the only one we've got.

Yeah, we gotta fix that.

Sure you got another ride in you?

I'll race your ass up to the top, Governor.

Thanks for coming.

Nowhere I'd rather be.

We'll ride up along Mount Chisholm,

push them down to Lewis Creek

and hold 'em in the meadow over night.

If we're lucky we'll get 'em all in one drive.

No way to get a camp up there so it's...

empty stomachs and cold backs for a couple of days.

Yee-haw.

- Woo-hoo! - Some cowboy shit all day!

If it doesn't make you cry to watch your family ride away,

you probably shouldn't have one.

♪ It may get lonely ♪

♪ But we know we ♪

♪ Won't always be ♪

♪ Far from home ♪

Next time on Yellowstone...

We can sell it, son.

We could bottle it up and sell it.

I could live here and never see another person

in my whole live except you.

Summer: This family's been here that long?

When I say we give everything to this land...

I do mean everything.

What happened?