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The storm's running through the midwest
like a bandit out on the loose
and all the clouds are black as nightfall
but all I see is you
- get the tail. - Yup.
- Give 'em hell, brother. - I'm gonna give 'em something.
Want to fluff that out? There you go.
All right.
Good luck.
Jimmy, luck ain't got a fucking thing to do with it.
Tea's boiling from the spout of the pot
but all I see is you
That's a plus one.
'Cause all I ever see is you
Oh-oh-oh
I will wait
a few more nights
but until that time
all I see is you
If you don't mind, I just want to close out.
- Horse owner? - The yellowstone.
Do you call it the yellowstone or the dutton ranch?
I have both here.
I think it's technically the yellowstone dutton ranch,
but everyone just calls it the yellowstone.
When your horses show like that
you can call it whatever you want.
Sign here that you received them.
Yeah.
Wow.
Actually, can you just mail those to the ranch?
Sure, to the address I have on file?
Yeah. I'm sure it's fine.
As long as you're mailing 'em,
if I wrote a little letter, could you send that, too?
You bet.
- Oh, thanks. - You're welcome.
There you go.
Thank you.
How's that letter coming?
Ah... no letter. Just, uh...
- Just mail the checks. Thanks. - All righty.
Get skunked again?
No, sir.
First one here today.
Good for you.
Morning.
Morning.
Where to today?
The rock.
So, what happened?
We got a lot to talk about.
Kayce: We got so much to talk about, why aren't we talking?
This is where my father died.
Did you know that?
It's where I asked your mother to marry me
and where I buried her ring somewhere around here.
Should've thought that one through a little better.
I'd like to...
I'd like to have that back.
You know, our cemetery may be by the river, son,
but make no mistake: This is our graveyard.
Who's this?
That's the man hired to kill us.
Hired by who?
That's the question.
Where is he?
Prison. In red lodge.
You need to ask your brother for his prison records.
Have him set an interview with you and the sheriff.
If he balks...
If he stalls, if he resists in any way...
Then we have our answer.
I just don't think Jamie could ever do it, dad.
Beth has everybody so twisted up about who he is...
Why don't you just ask him yourself, dad?
Why don't you two just sit in a room and figure it out?
I can't sit in a room with him until we have an answer for this.
No matter what the answer is.
Okay. I'll go see him today.
What's going on with your family, son?
Haven't seen 'em in weeks.
Just hide out in that room.
They were, uh,
they were in the house when it happened.
So... I don't know... I guess that's where they feel safe.
Well, you...
You gotta fix that.
I don't know how.
Me neither, son.
But we need to figure it out or you're gonna lose them.
Yeah...
I think I already lost them, dad.
They even left the towels in the bathroom.
That's what I call turnkey:
All you have to do is unpack a suitcase.
I'm 41 years old and this is the first thing I ever owned.
I own it.
Yes, you do.
I...
I'm late.
I'll see if I can figure out that stove,
wrangle up some supper when you get back.
Thank you.
Ah, cooking is one of the few guiltless joys in life.
I don't mind.
That's not what I was thanking you for.
You did all this on your own.
You gave me the strength to do it.
You always had the strength, son.
I just helped you to find it.
See you this evening.
I'll be right here.
You know, I used to come here in my 205.
It was a great place to come drink
on some billionaire's bar tab while he tried to fuck me.
One might say I lost my faith in humanity in this very bar.
Sounds like a few succeeded.
None succeeded, though I did dry hump
some lawyer's girlfriend in the coat closet.
That was interesting.
Hmm, I bet you carve them up in the boardroom, don't you?
You wanted to meet. I'm here. Why?
Or maybe you just want to bump uglies in the coat room, too.
He certainly does.
Personally, ifind your behavior offensive
and highly inappropriate.
'Til you jerk off to it later, huh, spon?
On second thought, you might be wound a little tight for self pleasure.
I bet you pay top dollar for somebody to drag you around
on a dog leash, right?
Slap you in the face with a rubber dick.
Uh-oh.
Struck a nerve.
I won't be spoken to like this.
- Caroline, I'll be in the lounge. - Bye-bye.
Double tito's three olives.
That's a mean memory, my friend.
Wool well, say hello to the new boss, same as the old boss.
I'm very different from the old boss, Beth.
I came up at a time when the corporate ladder
was greased to keep women off it.
I climbed it anyway,
stepping over some little bitch like you on every rung.
The big dog is off the porch now, Beth,
and I will tear you to fucking pieces.
Starting with an sec investigation into you
for market manipulation and insider trading.
You want to fight?
Let me introduce you to the fight of your fucking life.
That's behind door number one.
Behind door number two is common ground.
Fire away.
You put together a land trust for Schwartz and meyer...
I put together a land trust for the yellowstone.
Schwartz and meyer is a minority investor
with no controlling interest.
- Smart. - I thought so.
We'd like to make an offer on it.
Not for sale.
That should be your family's motto.
Jamie leased us what he could've sold
and made the ranch 100 times more than the lease fee.
It'll be fifty years before the ranch recoups that money.
Stubbornness is not a business strategy, Beth.
It's how you lose the ranch altogether.
You're smart enough to know that.
Oh, I know it.
And if we still own it by the time my father dies,
you're my first call.
But in the meantime, his dream is my alamo,
and I will die on the fucking wall defending it.
Come and work for us and I'll help you defend it.
Doing what?
What you do: You're a corporate raider.
Come and raid for market equities.
You apply logic to your decisions with no emotion.
I respect that.
But asking a wolf to protect the sheep, that is a mistake.
And you're smart enough to know that.
You can have the sheep, Beth.
I've taken all your father's ranch I need for the moment.
You want to save the rest of it?
Find me something better.
What are you building now?
Every resource of Montana
can be grown somewhere else for less.
The fantasy of the west is its only resource of any value.
Colorado embraced that decades ago.
It's time Montana did the same.
Build me Aspen, build me breckenridge.
I want a destination town in every valley.
But I need an insider to do that.
This is a name-your-price offer, Beth.
You have a controlling interest of Schwartz and meyer now, right?
That's my price.
You want a piece of Schwartz and meyer?
I want your piece.
You give me that, I'm yours.
You're going to fire him.
I'm going to bankrupt him first.
I want his fucking grandchildren on welfare.
You break your word to me,
lady, I'll do the same to you.
You have my number.
Caroline: What do you think?
Oh, I think she's a walking lawsuit.
I think she can make Montana the fastest growing state in the nation.
Behind every milestone of human history stands a monster.
And that's our monster.
Ruth: You are bullying this through
- and we will not have it. - Jamie: Hm.
We will file suit to halt construction
until an environmental impact study has been filed.
The department of the interior is conducting the e.I.S.
At the ski resort.
I'm talking about the airport.
Well, that build's on private land.
It's a lease-back to the state.
When construction is complete.
It's a bullshit loophole, Jamie.
And know this: The lawsuit will name the state as well.
Well, the market equities group has no obligation
to publish a study.
The government has no authority to mandate it.
State and federal building codes are being followed.
But if your law firm would like to dispute that, file suit.
I will see you in court where it will be dismissed with prejudice,
at which point the state will file countersuit
for abuse of process.
Now, the state of Montana is the beneficiary
of a privately funded six billion dollar
infrastructure investment that will yield
thousands ofjobs and billions in revenue.
We will stand firm with the me. Group and their investment in our state
and I will vigorously defend their right to do it.
Now, if any of you want to challenge that,
bring your best and I'll bring mine.
This a land grab, Jamie. And you know it.
No one's being forced to sell their land, Ruth.
These are private transactions on land
in which your client has no sway.
Not that your client cares about the little things
like legal precedent and case law.
My client cares about Montana.
About the rivers this will pollute
and the animals this will displace.
6,000 jobs.
My recommendation is you take this in front of a judge
who does not want to be re-elected.
Look...
We're here to negotiate.
We have no interest in negotiating.
So, the state's position is essentially "fuck off."
Yeah.
Would defenders file in district 6 or 22?
Hold my calls.
How are you, kayce?
I've been better.
You?
Just hiding in my work, if you know what I mean.
Yeah, I do.
It's good to see you.
You didn't come around.
You didn't call, nothing. You just...
Disappeared.
I have yet to stop fighting for this family.
I was the reason there was police protection
for him at that hospital for two months.
I was the reason that there was no investigation
into the murders at the ranch...
That was self defense.
One assailant executed in the kitchen,
one shot in the back near the barn,
another hung from the corral gate.
And you, without any authority whatsoever to do so,
ram a vehicle, kill everyone inside
with an assault rifle in the middle of a fucking intersection.
Those were the men that attacked our father.
It doesn't matter.
There's is what's just and there's the law.
They are not the same thing.
And I am the reason no one is sitting in prison,
learning that hard lesson right now.
You didn't visit him.
You didn't call him. Not one of us.
I couldn't visit. I couldn't call.
That would labeled collusion
and everything I swept under the rug would be
out in the fucking floor for the whole world to see.
Besides, Beth is always by his side.
And the only space I will share with that bitch
is a court room or her fucking death bed.
He hates me because of her.
He doesn't hate you, Jamie.
He's why I'm here.
This is the man who took a hit out on us.
This man has been in prison for twenty years.
What makes you think it's him?
Dad says it's from a reliable source.
Care to share the source?
He didn't say.
Figures.
What does he want from me?
Just take a look at his prison file, see if you can make a connection.
Maybe let me interview him, or...
Hmm.
Mm-mm.
This must be by the book, kayce.
These guys know the law as well as I do.
His attorney will be present.
The interview will be recorded.
It's got to be a detective from homicide and a state's attorney.
He doesn't want some state's attorney.
He wants you, Jamie.
He wants me to do it?
Yeah.
Only people you can trust is family.
Will you do it?
Of course I'll do it.
Thank you.
I love you, brother.
I love you.
-Hey, heyl -buck, buck, buckl
hup, hupl
hey! This 'UN too.
Hell, the whole damn herd has pink eye.
Let's push 'em into the arena, we'll run 'em through the chute.
You don't want these sick sum'bitches in the arena.
Why don't we just doctor 'em right here?
Well, I fucking said so.
I didn't know you was boss when boss is gone.
Hey, I'm always the boss when the boss is gone.
Look, he's right, we should doctor 'em right here.
Push them in the fucking arena!
We start dragging 'em in the pasture,
they'll scatter to hell and gone.
You saddle those horses?
They're tied outside.
You and I are talking later.
Am I in trouble?
Is he in trouble?
He pissed your daughter off pretty good.
Then he's in trouble.
Thought we were doctoring today.
So did I.
Lloyd! Get over here.
What in the fuck are you doing?
Running them through the chute.
Well, a couple of those got pink eye, I can see it from here.
They all do. We got to doctor the whole damn herd.
Well, don't bring them in here.
You'll give every animal we got fucking pink eye.
It's faster and easier in the chute.
Doctoring cattle ain't a fucking timed event, Lloyd.
And easy doesn't factor in at all.
Lloyd, you listen to me.
You move those fucking heifers out, do your fucking job.
Push 'em back out.
Let's go, move 'em out!
Push them back!
Push 'em back out. That means you too, Walker.
Hell, you're the boss. Hear that, boys?
The boss is going to let us play cowboy today.
How about that shit?
Ho! Ho, ho!
Let 'em go!
Not like you to take short cuts. What's the matter with you?
Didn't mean it to be a short cut, it just seems...
Them girls, they can't rope and...
Not looking for an answer.
How was he?
I asked for the file,
I asked for the interview and he didn't blink.
Just said yes.
He's gonna notify the inmate's attorney,
and that homicide detective at the sheriff's office.
Just the way you're supposed to do it.
Good. Good.
I, uh, thought about our talk.
Come up with an idea?
I think so.
It's not gonna be easy on either of us.
But it feels right.
Then it probably is, son.
He's getting a little old for that, ain't he?
It's the only way he'll let me do it.
Some day soon he won't let me do it at all,
and another thing we've shared is gone.
Can I talk to you for a second?
Did you mean it?
Mean what?
Do you hate me?
Kayce, I don't have the strength to do this right now.
Find it.
If I hated you, iwould've left.
He's never gonna get better staying here.
And neither will you.
I was thinking we could go
stay at your grandfather's place for a while
until we find another place close...
When?
How fast can you pack?
Where are we going?
Grandpa Felix.
You coming, too?
Oh, yeah. We're all going, son.
I'll be back in a couple days.
The rez?
Yeah, somewhere near it.
Close to her family and friends.
She could use a dose of that.
They both could.
Yeah, no doubt.
It ain't permanent, I'll just be back and forth for a while.
- I'm up two. - I'm up five games.
- Five games, so that's... - All palaces are temporary.
When I was in school some bullies were picking on me
pushed me down at the playground...
Would you stop eating that fucking garbage?
Dinner's almost ready.
You're wasting your time, teeter,
no one is gonna eat a thing that you cook.
- Colby: When does gator get back? - Thursday.
Thursday? I'm gonna be dead by then.
I can already feel my organs shutting down.
Walker, you know any hunger songs?
Oh, um... no, I'm good.
Come on, baby, I keep cooking, you keep not eating.
I need you strong for later.
Fuck it, I'm so hungry I'll eat anything right now.
Oh, lwouldn't, it's probably gonna be...
- Come on. - Teeter: Don't fucking lie.
- Colby: Good or bad? - It's fucking great.
- It's fucking great. - Colby: It is?
Yeah.
Teeter: Uh, uh, uh, wait your turn.
I slaved over this fucking meal.
- What's in it? - Teeter: Everything, baby.
I think there's a vegetable, I could be...
Like a vegetable bisque?
- Kinda like little sausages? - Teeter: Just everything, baby.
Tomato.
This baby doll is my favorite. My favorite.
And, um... I don't know if that's chicken.
- I'm hungry. - You ever heard of manners?
I'm the short, fat guy.
I don't know, it's just kind of different.
Colby: What does that mean, like, what's in it?
Not really sure, but never tasted anything quite like it.
What do you call it?
Sum bits.
For fuck's sakes.
Colby: What does that mean?
Teeter: It means it's good for you, honey.
What does that mean?
Literally everything from the cow that nobody else wants.
It's the whole cow.
You mean everything in the cow?
- Evidently. - Man: Ew, I got a eyeball.
- Colby: That's disgusting. - Still good.
Tastes good to me.
Come on.
You're just full of surprises, aren't you?
Colby: I told you, my organs were shutting down.
That shit will surely kill me.
Hey, you hungry?
It's rodeo season, laramie. We should be on the road.
Oh. That's not what I asked.
I'm pulling out tomorrow.
Colby: You know, you're eating intestines,
you should be ashamed of yourself.
You ain't eating?
Colby: Oh, no, bro. He's intermittent fasting.
Getting ready for swimsuit season.
Yeah, cold water doesn't bother him too much.
So he's just...
Sorry, you didn't think that was funny? I thought it was funny.
I'm hungry. Very hungry.
You want to fucking dance, old man?
- Whoa. - Hey! Stop it!
- Shit! - Stop it!
You ain't fucking singing now, are you?
Teeter: Stop it! Stop it!
What a fucking mess you've made of your last second chance.
Life is a lesson, boy. One long lesson.
But you gotta look to learn them,
and you ain't fucking looking.
Teeter: Stop it! Stop it!
Motherfucker!
You motherfucker!
What's the rule about fighting, Lloyd?
Goddam you for making me do this.
There's no fighting on this ranch.
You want to fight somebody, you come fight me.
I'll fight you all fucking day.
Son of a bitch.
I stand corrected.
Horses I know, honey.
We gotta find a way to make a business of this place
beyond cattle.
You'll get no argument from me.
Good, 'cause you're running that end of it.
I got a job offer today.
Market equities, they want me to oversee
all development projects in Montana.
What did you tell them?
I made them an offer they can't accept.
What if they do?
Well, you went into politics
to control the things a ranch can't control.
Kayce, Jamie the same.
You shit the bed with Jamie, but control was your intent.
It might have the same effect,
me working for the company that you're fighting against.
And my loyalty is the one thing on this planet
that you don't have to worry about.
Do what you think is best, sweetheart.
I'll still make a business out of this place for you, daddy.
Just don't come bitching to me when
there's 300 people in that arena for a fucking wedding.
No weddings. No.
Big ones and lots of them.
Good night, dad.
Kayce left today.
Left?
To Monica's folks.
Needed a break from this place.
Well, that's understandable.
Why do all of my children
have to leave to find happiness?
It's a unique situation.
The reason is unique, I'll give you that.
But the situation is exactly the same.
It's because there's no peace in this place, dad.
Never has been.
It doesn't bother you or kayce because you aren't peaceful men.
Guess I'm not peaceful either.
You know what you need?
What's that, honey?
You need some pussy.
I'm gonna get you a girlfriend.
- Beth, that's too far, okay? - No, it's what you need.
This whole man-to-man shit thing we got going is just...
- I'm on it. - Beth.
- I got it. - Beth.
I'm on it.
You have no future...
None...
Beyond this place.
And if you don't find a way to get her trust back,
you're not gonna have this either.
And then your life is, well, it's like your father's life.
And you know how that ended.
There's two roads in life.
One is you're winning or learning.
And the other is that you're losing all the way
to the fucking grave.
Boy, you'd better choose quickly
or life's gonna choose it for you.
You want me to drive?
I drive.
You're the only one who hasn't slept.
125,000 dollar truck pulling a million dollars
worth of horses in a 150,000 dollar trailer.
I drive.
Just thought you might be tired.
Buddy, I'll get all the sleep I need when I'm dead.
Remember that movie?
What movie?
Best movie ever made: Road house.
What, you're saying that road house is the best movie ever...
Ever fucking made. Ever.
Goddamn, when I grow up I want to be Sam Elliott.
With Patrick Swayze's hair.
Man, I wish the mullet would come back in style, don't you?
Well, I guess you don't.
Speaking of hair, next truck stop we find,
you need to shave all this shit off.
You look fucking homeless.
They will not stand for that in west Texas.
- Girlfriend likes it. - Girlfriend's a fucking idiot.
So, you like to rodeo, huh?
It's kind of the only thing I was ever any good at.
What, you're fucking good at rodeo?
Fucking neck broke, back broke, everything all fucked up.
So, why do you do it?
I don't know, I liked the...
I like the lights. I like the crowd.
I liked that... they fucking liked me.
What about the horses? You like them?
It's kind of more like facing a fear.
I'm too fucking scared of 'em to like them.
Let me tell you something, Jimmy, to be any good at this game, all right?
Ranching, rodeo, show horses.
You got to do it for the horse. Right?
And where you're going...
A horse is gonna be your only fucking friend
and you two are gonna have to figure it the fuck out.
And that's all cowboying is, all right?
It's you and a horse doing a job,
trying like hell to not let the other down.
I'll say this.
When the sixes is done with you,
you will either spend the rest of your life horseback
or you will never get on another one.
Get some rest, Jimmy.
You are gonna fucking need it.
Morning.
Not yet it ain't.
We've established this pattern
where you wake up at dawn to go to work,
and then I wake up and want to fuck
and then I have to convince you that the day can wait, well...
The day hasn't started yet,
so you're out of fucking excuses, buddy.
Get to work.
You are the perfect woman, you know that?
I am aware.
When's your birthday?
Your birthday.
Sweetie, let's talk about this in fifteen minutes...
When is it?
When is it?
I don't know, Beth.
What do you mean, you don't know?
Look on your driver's license.
I don't have one.
When I said to you that there's no proof of my existence, I meant it.
Did you know it when you were a boy?
Being brought into this world wasn't something
that my family celebrated.
Hey.
I don't want to make you upset.
Hell, you don't even celebrate your birthday.
I choose fucking not to. I know when it is.
I don't know what to say. I mean, it is what it is.
Then we pick it.
Pick what, Beth?
We're gonna pick your fucking birthday.
September 28th.
I don't want to celebrate...
Your birthday's is on the 28th of September.
- Okay? - Okay.
And we're gonna celebrate you.
We're celebrating you, baby.
Doc?
Yes, sir, yeah.
Yeah, we're here.
Where do you want him?
All right I'll have him there in about twenty minutes.
Yes, sir. Bye.
- This is it? - This is it.
How far does it go?
To the horizon in every direction.
Oh, fuck.
Secretary: Yeah, I've got it.
All right, I have to go.
This came over from the bureau of prisons.
Thank you.
Oh, my god.
See you around, Jimmy.
You're not staying?
Nope, I've got to haul horses up to the yellowstone
then ft. Worth for the snaffle bit.
Well, where do I go?
Doc said to go out back by the corrals.
Where's the back?
Well, Jimmy, if this is the front,
then the back is the exact opposite of this.
- That make sense? - Yeah.
All right, well... Good luck, Jimmy.
Thought you said luck has nothing to do with it.
No, I said luck has nothing to do with horse showing.
For this, you're going to need all the luck you can get.
See you around.
At a time when the world
seems to be spinning
hopelessly out of control
there's deceivers and believers
and old in-betweeners
that seem to have no place to go
I looked to the stars
tried all of the bars
and I nearly gone up in smoke
now my hand's on the wheel
of something that's real
and I feel like I'm going home
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