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If I were pushed to choose
between our county's best interest,

and my fathers profit margins.

Trust me I'll choose
Absaroka every time.

You can never tell when
he's telling the truth.

- So where you been?
- San Francisco, Denver.

Denver? What did you do in Denver?

Has there been any hit on that
name I gave you awhile back?

Anybody looks in to this Henry
Standing Bear guy I'll call you.

Wasn't your job to kill
that man, it was mine to do.

That was my right.

Walt. Uh, it's Ferg here.

Ruby stepped away, so
I am Manning the radio.

How are the, uh, repossessions going?

Still waiting for Branch.

He was supposed to meet
me here 30 minutes ago.

See if you can track him down.

Uh, oh, here he is.

I mean, here's a note that
was left on Ruby's desk.

"Branch called. Guess he's sick"?

Either that... or he didn't
want to be throwing people

out of their homes with an
election around the corner.

My whole life is in this
place. This is my home, man.

If you could just give
me a couple of days,

I'll have the money a-and
you wouldn't have to do this.

Already had your 60 days
to pay under the law.

Told you that 30 days ago.

And here we are again.

This isn't up to me, Mr. Murphy. I don't
want to be here any more than you do.

I'm good for it. Ask anybody.

Hell, ask your deputy,
Branch. Me and him go way back.

Please, this is my home, man.

I know it ain't much, but
without it, I got nothing.

Walt, you there?

Go ahead, Ferg.

A trucker called and reported
an abandoned horse off Route 18.

Said it's been running around the farm
fields out there and tearing up the crops.

Vic is out on another call right
now, so you want me to head out there?

No. I need you to
stay and mind the shop.

Okay. Want me to call Branch,
see if he's feeling any better?

I'll take care of it. I have
another job in mind for Branch.

What's that?

Compromise.

Henry, get her into position.

She's dragging a man behind her.

Is he alive?

I hope not.

She tries to jump that fence,
she'll get all tripped up.

Could kill her.

Keep her on course. We
just got one shot at this.

No need for all of that.

Huh?

Come on.

Bullet went all the way
through his neck. No slug.

Whoever shot him was
probably at close range.

- Who is he?
- It's tough to tell.

His back pockets are torn,
so no wallet. Nothing.

I'll roll a fresh set of prints, send
to the DMV, see if we can't identify him.

I see you made a full recovery.

Better, thanks.

Ferg called. Said a guy
was dragged by a horse.

Wild horse.

Got a heavy winter coat, no shoes.

My guess, he's just been herd torn.

That's a pretty nice
saddle for a wild horse.

So you figure he was riding
the horse and he got shot?

Gunshot goes off, spooks
the horse, he runs.

Victim falls off, gets
tangled in the ropes?

That knot's a bowline.

Someone tied him to the saddle.

Why shoot somebody and
then tie him to a horse?

It seems like overkill.

Murderer probably wanted
to get rid of the body.

That's where the trail ends.

Let's see where it started.

Vic, get that horse to the vet.

Hey, Walt.

I guess I'll take the
body to Doc Bloomfield's.

Only if you're feeling up to it.

Good.

After that, pay a visit to
your buddy Travis Murphy.

Travis? Why?

You need to take
possession of his property.

You seem more than usually
irritated with Branch.

He's so focused on the election,
he's barely doing his job.

The trail is lost here.

There are at least a
dozen other hoof prints.

What is this?

It's an arena.

Looks like the rodeo's in town.

Durant's got a big rodeo
arena right in town.

Why come all the way out
here just to put on a rodeo?

Do it in town, you got to deal
with permits, rules, insurance...

Humane society, me.

Come out here, and anything goes.

Yeah.

I can see that.

All this land's owned by the same guy
who owns the illegal rodeo grounds.

Yeah. Only it's not a
guy, it's a company...

Uh, Beltro Corporate Farms LLC.

Sugar beets, corn, and alfalfa.

Corporations came out
here about 15 years ago.

Bought up all the family operations.

Hard to tell who owns what these days.

Hey, you got a second?

Can I help you folks?!

You the Foreman here?

No. Cal Weston.

Just a hired hand.

Dealing with the corporate
bosses ain't my strong suit.

It's tough explaining
farming to fellas that

never held a spade before in their life.

Titus Griffin's the Foreman.

Is he around?

Uh, I haven't seen him this morning.

We're pretty low on supplies.

He might've gone into town to restock.

Is there some kind of problem?

Got evidence of an illegal rodeo that
was held on the property last night.

You or any of the workers
happen to know about that?

No.

I had no idea.

I live in town, and I left around 7:00.

I didn't see anything
out of the ordinary.

I can't speak for the workers
that live in the barracks, though.

But Titus lives on site. He probably has a
better idea of how they spent the evening.

We need to talk to Titus immediately.

Have him call the
station when he gets back.

We also need to alert the
company about the rodeo.

Think you can get their number for us?

Sure. I'll be right back.

Conveniently left out the part
about the guy being murdered.

Murder most likely
happened at the rodeo.

I'm sure some of these
workers were there.

If news of the crime spreads, evidence
and witnesses start to disappear.

We need to talk to the
Foreman before word gets out.

He may be able to put
us onto some suspects.

Doesn't look like we'll
be in short supply.

One second!

You got to be kidding me.

Hey, brother. Been a long time.

- Yeah, it has.
- We missed you at the last reunion.

Mm-hmm.

I had no idea you were
camped out here in a trailer.

Yeah, well, I'm not
big on material things.

Stuff like that just kind of holds
you back, you know what I'm saying?

Plus, it makes it easier when I need to
pack up and hit the old rodeo circuit.

- So you still ride?
- Yeah, man.

Hell yeah. I'm surprised
you gave it up that easy.

Yeah, well, we all got
to grow up sometime.

Think you know why I'm here, Travis.

Yeah.

Look, I, uh...

I don't have the money
to pay the bank right now.

I got injured in the ring and
had to sit out for a few months.

You know how it is.

But look, man, I-I'm
back in the saddle now.

And there's a few local venues
that I'm looking to hit up.

Two more days, man. I guarantee
you I'll have the money.

You think you could talk to that hard
ass boss of yours, buy me some time?

Yeah.

I can float you the cash till
you get back on your feet.

I don't want your charity, man.

That's not what this is.

I help you...

You help me.

Walt mentioned there's an illegal
rodeo that's been operating in the area.

You hear when the
next one's happening...

Maybe give me a call.

Yeah.

An illegal rodeo?

I've been the Beltro Corporate Manager for
this area of Wyoming for going on 10 years.

We never had that problem before.

I'm afraid this case is a bit more
complicated than that, Mr. Frier.

Man was found murdered.

My God.

Oh.

That's, uh, Titus Griffin.

He, uh...

He's one of our foremen.

What happened to him?

You know if he had any
family? Wife or children?

No. He, uh...

He lived alone at the company house.

He devoted most of his
time to running the farm.

Paid off, too.

I mean, his...

His property's one of the
highest-grossing farms Beltro owns.

I wish I had 10 men like him.

Always made me look good.

Sometimes, uh...

What makes a man
profitable to a company...

Doesn't make him
popular with his workers.

You ever have a problem
with any of the laborers?

He took a hard line with them.

That's what you do when you're the boss.

I mean...

All your deputies like you?

Any men that work under
Titus have a record?

Well...

Field hands don't really
come with references.

- You mean they're illegal?
- No, no.

No, the company has a
policy, strictly forbids that.

I just... I mean, the men are seasonal.

And with a transient
labor force you're never...

Exactly sure what you're getting.

Yeah. Appreciate it.

Uh, we need to question all
the men that work under Titus.

I'll... I'll fax you
over a list right away.

Thank you. Sorry.

Walt.

So, I just got off with the vet.

Um, he says the horse
is gonna be fine but,

he wants to know what
you want to do with it.

What I want to do with it?

Yeah, he can only afford to keep
it there a couple days, and...

He can try to find her a new home but...

Given what that horse
has been through...

She may never be okay
for someone to ride.

I'll handle it.

How'd the high-school reunion go?

Talked to Travis.

He managed to come up
with the money he owes.

You're welcome.

Victim's name is Titus Griffin.

Ferg, see if you can
track down his next of kin.

Titus Griffin, as in
the Foreman for the farm?

Seems odd that the boss would be in
an illegal rodeo, don't you think?

Maybe Titus tried to put a stop to it.

Beltro will be sending a list of all the
men that worked under Titus at the farm.

Vic, I'm gonna need you and Branch
to head out there and question them.

I seriously doubt that those
guys are gonna talk to us

about an illegal rodeo
where their boss was killed.

We could just go to the rodeo.

Talked to one of my sources.

There's gonna be another one tonight.

Shit.

Vámonos.

See if you can find anyone who
saw or spoke with Titus last night.

I saw your shooting.

That was really impressive,
especially from this distance.

Thank you. Very kind of you to say.

Did you, uh, do that trick last night?

I do the same trick every night.

If you're watching.

Where did you get your holster?

Wow.

I am...

Really into leather.

A local man, Javier
Hemendez, made it for me.

You wouldn't happen to, uh,
have his number, by chance?

I may want to get a holster of my own.

I don't have his number,
but I can give you mine.

- You look like the man in charge.
- What do you want?

I want to know who's
running this operation.

I'm looking to ride.

Orale!

¿Has oído? Tenemos una celebridad.

Branch Connally for
Sheriff quiere montar!

We see your signs.

Oh!

You're famous!

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

Hello, Bob.

Walt. What... what
are you doing out here?

I could ask you the same thing, Bob.

Now, I know this place isn't aboveboard,
but my girlfriend really wanted to come,

and she's hard to say no to, you know?

- Girlfriend?
- Yeah. Her name's Yelena.

Met her at work. She comes in,
cleans the flower shop every week.

Anyway...

She's friends with a bunch of the
farmers who compete in these events.

She likes to come out and
cheer them on, you know?

Were you here last night?

This gonna get me in trouble?

You see this man last night?

Yeah. Yep, he was here. Be kind
of hard to forget. He shot a guy.

What?

He was doing all these trick
shots, you know, like...

Shooting cigars out of
people's mouths from horseback.

He ended up shooting one of them.

The man he shot, he die?

I don't know. Everybody cleared
out of here pretty quick.

I assumed they sent
him to the rodeo doc.

Oh, Yelena, I want you to meet Walt
Longmire, a very dear friend of mine.

Nice to meet you. We should go Roberto,
they're saying the Sheriff is here.

Oh, you're so sweet when you're worried.

I love you.

Looks like my campaign
advertising is working.

Bob!

Where do I find this rodeo doctor?

Wyoming State Medical School.

Practicing medicine without a license.

- That's a felony, Paul.
- Oh, come on.

Look, someone has to
look after those guys,

and no legit doctor is going
anywhere near that rodeo.

I don't see why this is such a big deal.

Man named Titus Griffin was
murdered at that rodeo last night.

That's a pretty big deal.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What does that have to do with me?

He supposedly shot
someone during an event.

- You treat anyone with a gunshot wound?
- Yeah, yeah.

Uh, a Mexican guy... Javier Hemendez.

Did Javier live?

Yeah, he was lucky. Bullet
caught him in the cheek,

passed clear through...
only took out two teeth.

Listen, I wanted to take him
to the hospital, but Titus...

He gave me a wad of cash, he
told me to keep my mouth shut.

Titus paid you?

Yeah, Titus pays everyone. He's
the guy who puts on the rodeo.

Most of the competitors, they
work for him back at the farm.

People pay big money to see
these guys almost kill themselves.

So, Titus works those guys
hard in the fields all day long,

and then he uses them
in his backwoods rodeo?

Lovely. He sounds like a real Prince.

The man that Titus
shot, Javier Hemendez...

I heard his name before.

A sharpshooter at the
rodeo told me about him.

The shooter had a gun belt
with the same symbol on it.

He said Javier Hemendez made it for him.

So Titus shoots Javier in the face...

Then ends up dead and
tied to Javier's saddle.

I think we ought to find Javier.

He's on the list of workers
that Beltro sent over.

Vic, let's go.

Not you, Branch.

Had enough exposure for one evening.

Yeah.

Hey.

I need to speak with you privately.

Vic, I'll meet you outside.
I'll just be a minute.

Did you know Detective
Fales was in town?

You sure? You saw him here?

He came into the Red
Pony, asking for me.

He's expecting to
speak with me tomorrow.

I guess we knew this day was coming.

You need a lawyer?

What I need is for you to tell me
everything that you told Detective Fales.

The slightest contradiction in
our stories, and he will notice.

Cal.

Appreciate you coming in from
town. Sorry to get you out of bed.

I heard what happened to Titus.

Why didn't you tell me?

We were still piecing things together.

There's a man works here
we need to talk to...

Javier Hemendez.

Yeah. He lives in the barracks.

You think...

You think Javier might've killed him?

That surprise you?

Come to think of it, he showed up to
work yesterday with a bandage on his face.

I guess nothing should
surprise me from them anymore.

- "Them"?
- Illegals.

Louie, uh, Frier told me that hiring
illegals is against company policy.

I'm sure that's what he told you.

But hiring illegals is
how he makes his money.

Pays them nothing, and
if they don't like it,

what are they gonna do, call the police?

How does Titus feel about all this?

Oh, he knew.

Probably why he pushed
them harder than he should.

Javier's a type of man
who would take revenge?

Push any man too hard, sooner or
later, they're gonna push back.

They were all here when I left.

Couldn't have been more
than three hours ago.

Got any idea where they could've gone?

I thought we said tomorrow.

We did.

But I kind of lost track of time.

Easy to do in here.

Can I at least offer
you one on the house?

- You have been very patient.
- No, no. I'm... I'm good.

I actually want to talk to you
about your friend Walt Longmire.

I'm not sure if you know this, but the
man that killed his wife was murdered.

Turns out he was some meth head.

I had heard that.

We think we got someone on the hook.

Who?

Not at Liberty to say,
and in the meantime,

the prosecution's making
me jump through hoops!

They want to make sure the defense...

Can't point to anyone else as a suspect.

Like your friend the Sheriff.

Due diligence.

So I was hoping you could help me out.

I hear you two are close.

What would you like to know?

Walt went to Denver...

A few months after his wife's murder.

Were you aware of that?

It was around June, if I'm not mistaken.

Since we're on the subject.

Would you mind telling
me why you were in Denver?

Gas-station receipts show...

You were there the same
weekend, then again a week later.

I went to help a friend.

Which friend?

Ada Black Kettle.

She's 80, lives alone. I try
to check in on her when I can.

Did you see Walt when
you were in Denver?

I did.

He was there following
up on his wife's case,

making sure the Denver
P.D. was doing its job.

Well, I'm sorry I wasn't assigned,

to her case back then, but...

I'm here now.

Once a case is in my head,
I just can't let it go.

My ex-wife used to call me obsessive.

You sure you do not want a beer?

No.

You look like you've had a long day.

Why don't you have that one?

Henry, it's me. Give me a
call back when you get this.

Hey, Walt. You wanted to see me?

Yeah. Uh, take a seat.

You mentioned your girlfriend knew
some of the competitors from the rodeo.

All those men have disappeared
from the farm where they work.

You think Yelena might
know where they went?

Geez, Walt. You know...

We got a good thing going.

Feel kind of weird asking
her something like that,

especially when it's gonna
get her friends in trouble.

Bob, I don't really care if these men are
here illegally. That's a federal matter.

I'm just trying to solve a murder case.

That company Yelena's friends work for,

is bound to notice half their
workers missing, and when they do,

they can call immigration
and have them deported.

If you help me find them first, I might
be able to stop that from happening.

I imagine that would make
Yelena pretty grateful.

You really think she'll see it that way?

Sheriff?

Uh, can I...

Women love a hero, Bob.

The bank just called.

They want to know why we haven't taken
possession of Travis Murphy's trailer yet.

He hasn't made his payment.

Travis? That can't be.

Man will say or do just about
anything to keep his home.

Can't cut corners in this job
just because someone's a friend.

I was just trying to give
somebody the benefit of the doubt.

Won't happen again.

Take the damn trailer.

No. You want to be Sheriff, you do it.

- Vic.
- What? What did I do?

Go with him. Make sure he gets it done.

Managed to sweet-talk her. Here you go.

Ferg. With me.

Thanks, Bob.

Man towards the front of the camp
with a bandage on his cheek...

Fair bet that's Javier.

I see him. So, what's the plan?

I never thought I'd say this, but I
think I got to be more like Branch.

Ipolicía! Ila migra estan aquí!

Get up.

Titus Griffin was shot two nights ago and
tied to a saddle with the same insignia.

I understand he shot you
in the face that same night.

Did you return the favor?

No, no, no, no. This was an accident.

We do it lots of times
before, nothing happened.

I did not kill him.

Why run away from Beltro Farm, then?

Well, I did not run.

A man come to the farm, tell us to go.

But we cannot leave Wyoming.

Why?

Beltro...

They tell us we can come
here with our families...

From Mexico.

They promise us a house and papers.

But when we get here,
they give us no papers.

Beltro tell us we have to pay...

For travel...

For the food.

Why not just run away?

They split our... our families up.

They send them to work on other farms.

They tell us if we
don't do as they say...

We will never see them again.

No one help us.

Only Titus.

Titus didn't seem like
the kind of man would help.

Everything we heard,
he wasn't a good man.

No. You are wrong.

He was our friend.

He bought a saddle from
me so I can make money.

All the money from his rodeo,
he gave to us to pay our debts.

He promised even to turn the company in.

You saying Titus was building
a case against Beltro?

We tell him no.

The company...

They are bad men.

They kill him, didn't they?

Hey. Hey, Branch.

Before you do anything,
just give me a chance...

I need you to come down off those steps.

- You ain't even gonna hear me out?
- Just to have you lie to me again?

- Branch, listen.
- No, thanks.

Come on, man. Hey,
Branch, that's my home.

How long have I known you? Come on, man!

Boy, you ain't the quarterback anymore!

You don't get to call the shots.

Put it down, Travis.

Get away from my house.

Put the gun down! Now!

She will shoot you, Travis.

You got to the count of three.

One.

Two.

All right.

All right.

I'm sorry, man.

It's just that that's my house.
Everything I got in the world's in there.

It's okay.

Maybe we can talk about this.

Don't you ever pull a gun on me.

I'm not the quarterback
anymore. I am the next Sheriff.

Sheriff?

You made any progress
in the investigation?

I'm afraid your company's got
a big problem on its hands.

Seems a fair number of the workers
from Titus' farm have gone missing.

I went out there to question
them, and they cleared out.

Good news is...

I managed to find them.

And, uh, they had some
interesting things to tell me.

Particularly how Beltro
trafficked them to The States.

Tore their families apart, and...

Forced them into indentured servitude.

That's some accusation.

Of course, consider the source.

What's more interesting to me, though,

is that none of those men
had a reason to kill Titus.

Turns out he's a big advocate for them.

Hosted rodeos on the property
to help supplement their wages.

Even building a case against
Beltro till someone stopped him.

Whoa.

Are you implying that Beltro had
something to do with his death?

Only takes a single man
to make a company bad.

Man like yourself, for instance.

Man who enslaved workers...

Paid them next to nothing
so he could boost profits.

Make himself look good.

Okay.

I know who you need
to talk to about this.

Our company lawyer.

Think your company will
stand by a man who's

gotten them mixed up in
a human-trafficking ring?

Well, my division's quite profitable.

I like my odds.

I gave you nearly $700. What
did you do with that money?

Told you to evict him,
Branch, not pay his bills.

He pulled a gun on Branch.

Answer Deputy Connally's
question, Travis.

What did you do with
the $700 he gave you?

I had other debts
that needed to be paid.

At the rodeo three nights ago, I got in a
little too deep with this bookie, Miguel.

- You were at that rodeo three nights ago?
- Yeah.

Near Weston Farm.

You remember Cal from... from school?

He still works there?

- Yeah.
- You're kidding.

Cal's family's owned that
farm as long as I can remember,

but they sold it a few years ago.

Was Cal at the rodeo that night?

Yep.

He was there.

Hell, he's the reason I'm in the hole.

I bet on him, and he choked big-time.

Sheriff.

What can I do for you?

Trespassing, Cal.

I've been promoted to Foreman.

New job comes with the new house.

You can call Louis Frier
if you don't believe me.

Louis Frier's no longer
employed by Beltro.

He got picked up by the Feds
on a human-trafficking charge.

Someone called in a tip.

What's all that about?

Consider it a welcome-home present.

This was your home, right,
till your family sold it?

It's hard letting that go.

I imagine that's why you stayed on.

Can't imagine it was easy
watching Titus live in your house.

Losing your home can make
a man do crazy things.

You think I killed Titus?

I didn't have anything to do with that.

What the hell are you doing?!

Same thing you did to Titus.

That's the horse you tied Titus to.

Vic fires that gun, that
mare will take off so,

either you tell me
what you did to Titus,

or you're gonna learn
first-hand what he went through.

Are you crazy?

Help me! Cut me loose!

Vic's from Philadelphia.

Not much experience with horses.

Eventually, one of you will let go.

There ain't nothing for me to tell you!

Please!

You can tell me why you lied about
being at the rodeo that night.

I got an eyewitness who
can confirm you were there.

No one else at the rodeo
had a reason to kill Titus.

They all seemed to share
the same high opinion of him.

He was a generous man.

He gave all the proceeds from
that event to the workers.

That's not true. I worked for him.
I never saw a dime of that money!

He probably figured the
illegals needed it more.

They were being held against their will,

separated from their
families, left without a home.

Titus was just trying to give
some of those things back.

And what about me?!

I'm stuck at the same job they are!

My home, my life, taken away by Titus!

And he never lifted a finger to help me!

He didn't even have the
decency to give me a raise!

The night of the rodeo, I found out he was
giving away all that money to the workers,

and after everyone cleared out, I went
up and I asked him for my fair share!

He said no!

And that was it! I snapped!

And I shot him!

Okay.

Good job.

It wasn't fair.

Those people chose to leave their homes.

I never got that choice.

Hey, Walt. Can I help
you with something?

- Is Henry around?
- No.

He said he was going out of town for a
bit and might not be back for a day or two.

He say where he was going?

Nope.

Ada.

A man may soon come to visit you...

A Detective from Denver.

He might have some questions about the
last time I was here with my friend Walt.

You remember that?

Is your friend well?

Yes.

But I fear I may have put
you both in a bad position.

You did right.

What did the first warrior
say to the great spirit?

The first warrior looked out
on the land that was his home.

He saw the hills...

And the stars.

And he was happy.

For giving him this home,

the first warrior told
the great spirit that he

would fight and win many
battles in his honor.

Time to go home.

But the great spirit said, "no".

"Do not fight for me".

"Fight for your tribe".

"Fight for the family born to you".

"Fight for the brothers you find".

"Fight for them," the great spirit said.

"For they are your home".

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