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Yes, sir.
All right, Doc, I'll tell him.
Thank you, bye.
Jimmy, Doc wants you at headquarters.
- Morning, sir. - Morning.
How's he working out?
He does his job and shuts his mouth, for the most part.
Yeah.
You iron things out with Beth?
I'm afraid that ship's already sailed, sir.
Yeah? You'd better start swimming after it.
She's the reason you're here, big fella.
Tate?
Tate!
He's sniffing at those deer tracks.
Yeah, looks like it.
Here, let me show you something.
See how this front track here
- is deeper on the outside there? - Yeah.
Means it was looking back over its left shoulder.
You like to track, huh? Might have a job for you.
You should probably name him before you put him to work.
I don't know.
"Dog" seems to be working out just fine.
You busy today?
Depends how quick we find those horses.
If we find 'em at all.
Ah, so you're working for miss pouty lips.
I'm working for the state of Montana, baby.
Same as every other day.
Fine.
I'll just work cases for ugly women from here on out.
Oh, so you think she's pretty?
Walked right into that one, Dad.
We need to name the dog.
Dad just wants to call her "Dog."
- And I think that sucks pickled ass. - Hey. Not at the table.
Not anywhere for that matter.
He's your son, I swear.
- I'm not done. - You're done now.
You owe me one.
You're one of those, huh?
One of what?
The kind of man who uses flowers to say "I'm sorry"
because he doesn't have the balls to say it himself.
I don't want those fucking things.
I need a ride into town.
Would you give me one?
What do you need in town?
This ain't a life.
Cleaning up horse shit, sleeping in a barn...
I don't have any friends.
Not even you.
I'll take my chances in foster care.
You're 14, kid.
In four years the world says that you're a man.
But you're not, that's what it says.
What becomes of you then?
I don't know.
What do you want to become?
What's your dream?
Don't have any dreams.
No?
I'm too busy trying to figure out
what I'm gonna eat and where I'm gonna sleep.
Dreams...
Come here.
You do what I ask the way I say do it.
You ask questions when you don't understand.
You ask questions when you do understand.
Never lie to me.
Can you make that promise and keep it?
I can keep it.
Shake on it.
If I don't give you flowers when I'm sorry,
when do I give 'em?
You give 'em for no reason, buddy.
No reason at all.
You Jimmy?
Uh, yes, ma'am.
Open that for me.
Is this some kind of exercise room?
Sort of.
- All right, get ready. - Ready for what?
Put this sleeve over his penis and hold it.
- What? - Go, now! Do it!
All right, you got to hold it there.
Got to get it all. Hold it there.
Okay, remove it.
I just jacked off a horse.
Get used to it. We've got fifteen more to collect.
All right, bring that into the lab. That door there.
Just jacked off a horse.
Look at this.
You like his one?
You like that one?
Boo!
He's going to be a good father.
That's questionable...
considering who taught him.
I'm teaching him now.
You know, most people, they end up making the same mistakes
their parents made because, you know, they were still children
when they had children.
I know I was...
Jamie's endured 40 long years
learning how not to father, how not to lead.
Hard lessons both, but he learned them.
He does seems different.
More like the man I wanted him to be.
I have a favor to ask.
Look, I'm here.
I just...
I'm gonna need some time before I trust him again.
Do you trust him to be a good politician?
I never doubted him as a politician.
How 'bout a governor?
The election's a ways off, but...
these things need planning, don't they? I mean...
Relationships beyond district attorneys and cattlemen.
What kind of relationship do you have?
Anyway, that's the favor.
What do you see?
Well, he looks like a governor.
Yes, he does.
Hello.
- Who are you here to see? - Not here to see a who.
Here to see a thing.
What thing?
My office.
Miss Dutton.
Winner winner turkey dinner.
Right this way.
It's the corner office right down here.
This is Miss Dutton.
It's a pleasure to finally...
- All this shit has to go. - Ma'am?
I feel like I'm in my fucking gynecologist's office.
- I'll get the design team to... - Nope. I'll do it myself.
What's your name?
Cal.
Where you from, Cal? Let me guess: Menlo Park.
Palo Alto, right next to it.
How'd you guess that?
I just read the tea leaves, buddy.
Ooh, um, there's no smoking in the, uh...
It's probably fine.
How long you been boinking the receptionist?
Ma'am?
You know how that's gonna end, dontcha?
Hmm? So here's the thing:
I need my assistants
to put all their efforts into not being pussies, okay?
I do not need them chasing it.
You want me to break up with her?
I want you to find another job.
I'm 0 for three with assistants anyway.
Turns out working for me is pretty fucking dangerous.
Okay. I'm-I'm...
I'm not really sure what you're asking.
I'm not asking you anything, Cal.
I'm firing you. Get the fuck out of my office.
I'll get my own coffee.
- Hey, Cal? - Yeah.
- Shut my fucking door. - Yep.
All right.
Not looking too fired, Cal.
Phase one is white.
Phase two, green.
Phase three, blue.
Phase four, yellow.
Now, you'll notice in phase one,
we lay infrastructure for all following phases.
So, you're laying in roadways,
electric, sewage for all phases in phase one?
In the long term, it's much more cost effective.
Laying infrastructure in phases triples the cost.
Kyle, this makes assumptions about land ownership
- that we can't make. - Uh, not the time or the place.
This is a design meeting.
Can I see an ownership plat over this?
It's not relevant at this time.
Well, if you're building roads and sewers on land
that you don't own, I'd say it's pretty fucking relevant.
Well, I guess we're going to find out who you're loyal to, Beth.
No one mentioned this to me.
Beth, there are two terminals. That's fifty-two gates.
- You saw the airport design. - Yes.
So who did you think those gates were for?
Hmm?
You said it yourself, you'd turn it into Park City.
Well, this is Park City.
Get ready to push. Push.
- Ha, ha! Ha! - Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Steer.
Steer, steer!
Show them how it's done, would you, Scout?
Two of them coming,
- both heifers. - Hey!
- Hey! Hey, hey, hey! - Heifer, heifer, heifer!
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Watch Mama here.
- Let's do it. - Keep going.
- Boss man's got steer. - Keep going.
Watch your coke.
Ha!
Let's snake those three there, huh?
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey, hey!
I count 81.
That's what I got, too, sir.
- My count's 81. - Yep.
Yep, 81 it is.
- Get 'em to the sale, Rip. - All right.
I'll start looking through the rest of these heifers.
Thanks, Jack.
How are the boys?
They're sore as shit. I'm gonna give them a few days to sleep it off.
Man.
- Guess he's done sleeping. - Mm-hmm.
Where y'all need me?
Start sorting heifers.
Could I have a word, sir?
She talking to me?
I believe she said she wants a word.
I can't understand a damn word coming out of her mouth.
Yeah?
Sir...
whatever's between Walker and Lloyd,
it's got nothin' to do with me.
Nothin' to do with Laramie either.
That was just their excuse.
I was the first one up every mornin'
and the last to be done.
Ask him.
Ask him if anyone works harder'n me.
She ain't lying, sir.
So fight wasn't over you, huh?
No, sir.
- You just did your job. - Ever' day.
Never fooled around with anyone in the bunkhouse?
Ain't no one said I couldn't.
Well, common sense says you shouldn't
'cause the next fight will be over you.
So all that "this is my home forever" is just talk?
Fucking scarred for life and it don't mean nothin'?
You wait over there a minute.
When the hell did that happen?
The night that we took care of that thing in the forest for ya.
- So, they all wear it. - Yes, sir.
And it just slipped your mind to fucking mention it to me?
It was the night before you got hit.
Before everyone got hit.
- Does Kayce know about this? - Sir, it ain't his fault.
I should've come to you and talked to you.
Does he know?
Yes, sir, he does.
Jesus.
Teeter?
Where's your gear at?
Everything I own's in the back seat of my truck.
Go on and grab it. Put it back in the bunkhouse.
- Thank you. - Okay. All right.
Sorry... but thank you.
I don't know, do you need help with... shit?
Teeter, just go grab your gear.
- Yeah. - All right.
And hey.
This means something.
Yes, sir.
Well, you have an odd definition of retirement.
Yeah, well, I never retired from this.
When Governors drop by unannounced,
it's either real good or... real bad.
You wanna walk with me?
Oh, boy.
Unannounced and "walk with me."
I'm in for it, aren't I?
You got it?
You know I used to just jump over these.
- Oh! - Okay.
- Well done. - All right.
Hit me with it.
I'm running for Senate.
I don't know, Lynelle.
Washington is a different snake.
Well, I'm a politician, John.
You know, I gotta go
where I believe I can make the biggest difference.
There's no one in Washington now that's doing that.
They've lost the art of compromise.
The art of negotiation.
Those are my greatest skills.
Well, I can think of a few others you're a master of.
Stewart running for governor, then?
Oh, Stewart...
Stewart's sleeping until noon and then playing 9 holes.
No, Stewart's done.
I think the Governor's office is ready
for a new generation of leader.
I think Jamie can take the responsibility...
- Absolutely not. Absolutely not. - He's got the name,
which we know is most important.
And he navigated that Market Equities development with a skill
- that not even I credited him with... - Skill... Skill is not his weakness.
This is his weakness. It's too much power.
And it isn't his name, it's mine.
There's other options. Choose one of them.
The other options don't want the Montana
that you and I do.
Lynelle, there are things...
there are things about my son you do not know.
Things that make him unfit for your office.
He's the devil we know, John.
I'll take the risk.
I mean, unless you want to run for governor,
- then I'll gladly endorse you. - No, no...
Listen, I just wanted to tell you all this
so that you weren't finding out in the newspapers, all right?
Lynelle...
I'll take it.
Take it? Take what?
Your endorsement.
- I'll take it. - You are going to run for office
- just so that your son doesn't get it? - That's how bad he'll be
for everything you and I worked so hard to protect.
He'll destroy it all.
So if you want a devil you really know, here he is.
The press is gonna come at you hard, John.
Oh, don't I know it.
No, I mean, they're gonna have a lot of questions
about all the things that you've done
and you're going to have to find a way to defend them.
Not gonna defend a thing.
"Damn right, I did it" is gonna be my campaign slogan.
Oh, geez. Yeah, that would be your slogan.
Yeah.
I... I did not see this one coming, John.
Yeah. I'm just...
I'm just full of surprises.
Fuck.
Now I gotta run for fucking governor.
- Howdy. - Howdy.
You buying or selling?
- Trading. - Trading what?
- One of a kind. - Wow.
Are you sure?
Yep.
I'm Emily, by the way.
Jimmy.
Probably should've introduced myself sooner.
Masturbating stallions sort of puts us on a first name basis.
Yeah, at the very least.
So, you got a girlfriend?
Um...
Fuck, you're one of six single guys in this county under thirty.
I dated two of them and the other three ain't worth a shit.
So... I thought I'd make my move
before you go on and get all scooped up.
Well, umm...
aside from the wrangler I'm paired up with,
you're the first person I've seen in, uh...
I actually don't know how long I've been here.
So... I think my chances of getting scooped up are pretty slim.
Let me buy you dinner.
No, I can't let you buy me dinner.
You've got a girlfriend?
I don't know.
Let me buy you dinner.
No, I can't.
All right.
But, uh...
I can buy you dinner.
All right.
Fur is murder! Fur is murder!
Fur is murder! Fur is murder! Fur is murder!
- Fur is murder!
Fur is murder! Fur is murder!
- Fur is murder! Fur is murder!
Fur is murder! Fur is murder!
Fur is murder!
Of course, you'd shop here.
My idea of shopping is calling the sales manager at Gucci
and having her fill a box the size of a fucking refrigerator.
You think you're making a difference? Hmm?
Shaming some plastic surgeon's wife
out of buying a mink coat today?
What does that save? Not the mink.
Mink's already dead.
- Not the next mink. - Yeah, he's dead too.
Fifteen of you standing in front of a store yelling at patrons?
That isn't making a difference.
You know, this store is the caboose of the problem, okay?
The engine of the problem doesn't know you exist.
This isn't saving the environment, sweetheart,
this is just inflating your ego with very little effort.
And when Mommy and Daddy get tired
of bailing you out and subsidizing
this utter waste of time, you'll go away.
Meanwhile, the world continues getting raped.
What the hell do you know about protecting the environment?
I know they're building an international airport
15 miles from the national park.
And a ski resort the size of Crested Butte.
And condos and hotels
and shopping plazas and restaurants
in the most fragile ecosystem in North America.
But, you know, you just keep protesting
'til happy-hour, honey.
You can sip your skinny margaritas
and pat yourself on the back
and you'll all get drunk enough
to stanch the stench of the couscous-eating hippie
you fuck tonight.
Did you make that up about the airport?
Give me your phone.
This one, this is a little above your pay grade.
This one takes effort.
Strategy.
Sacrifice.
Risk, real risk,
not that bullshit that you pulled with my brother.
Why the fuck do they need another airport?
They're not in the business of need, sweetheart.
They're in the business of want. And they want it
because it's going to make them a shit-ton of money
and they do not care
how many animals they have to kill to build it.
Good dog.
Where'd you get him?
He just sort of came with the house.
What's his name?
Just been calling him "Dog."
That's what I call mine.
Except I say it in Lakota.
What's dog in Lakota?
Sunka.
I like that.
- Mind if I call it Sunka? - He's your dog.
You can call him whatever you want.
Sunka!
Looks like he already knows it.
When you say it in their language,
they all know it.
You can't be here.
I'm Livestock Commissioner. He's tribal police.
These horses are property
of the Confederated Tribes at Broken Rock.
These are mustangs.
We rounded them up yesterday.
Mustangs don't have shoes and brands.
- Son of a bitch. - Yeah.
We herd them with a helicopter.
Don't get that good a look at them 'til we trailer 'em up.
Trailer them to go where?
Auction, I guess.
Some go to the prison.
These don't.
They're gonna come with us.
Got proof they're yours?
Stolen you say?
Yeah, somebody cut a hole in a fence,
tried to herd 'em with dirt bikes.
Guess they didn't want to be herded.
Damn right they don't.
Pain in the ass getting them in here.
Took two choppers and half a damn day.
Look, you know how the federal government works:
when the wheels are in motion, they're impossible to stop.
We're supposed to herd them out Friday,
but if you can get them out before, so be it.
But I don't know how you're going to do it.
You can't get a truck back here
and you damn sure can't do it with other horses.
We'll see what we can come up with.
Figure it out by Friday.
- You got any ideas? - I got an idea.
Care to share it?
This idea is hard to explain.
You'll just have to see it.
No, no, no, no, no, no.
That's not how you do it. Let me show ya.
You're just tying it like a knot.
So, here's what you do.
First of all, let's get it set up right.
So you're going to lay it flat, right?
And then what you're going to do
is your going to lay this piece goes down there, flat, right?
And these come around twice.
So you go once, and then twice.
And then you pull it from here.
And you pull it tight. Just like that. Okay?
I don't want you tying a knot like some fucking team roper.
Now, every piece of your equipment:
your saddle, your stirrups, your cinch, your reins,
that's the thing that's either gonna save you or it's gonna kill you.
For instance, if you dally a bull, right,
and you break your rein off your bridle,
it's usually because either the leather is rotted
or you tied a fucking square knot...
you understand?
Here. I'll loosen it up.
Hey.
Oh, you know, just watching some feel-good movie on TV.
Okay.
Remember to lay this piece flat, right?
I gotta go up to the lodge.
Drive. I don't need you getting eaten by a bear.
A bear knows better than to fuck with me.
Drive anyways.
Yes, sir.
Beautiful.
Need a drink?
You look sad.
Nah, I... I look lonely. There's a difference.
You know, my great-grandfather didn't build this place
with the goal of impressing anyone.
The goal was to...
the goal was to just make it big enough
that his children never had to leave.
But you left anyway.
You all did.
Daddy, I...
He's going to be my husband
and my place is sleeping beside him.
As it should be, honey.
It's just I would...
just like my family under this roof
and he is going to be a part of my family.
You want us to move in here?
Ask him.
I was... I was hoping you'd ask him.
Men.
No, Daddy.
I'm afraid you're going to take an emotional risk
with another man.
And I do mean ask.
If you tell him to jump off a fucking cliff,
he's jumping off the cliff. Okay?
So you gotta ask him.
Ask him what he would like...
and then respect the answer he gives.
Feel like I'm in fucking couple's therapy.
If it walks like a duck and talks like a duck...
Yeah.
- Goodnight, Daddy. - Yeah.
Governor Perry's running for Senate.
She offered Jamie her endorsement.
How can such a shrewd politician be so blind?
Doesn't matter.
I convinced her to take it back.
How?
Mm.
Because she's giving it to me.
I, uh...
I couldn't think of anything else to do, so...
- Honey, now... - Dad, now we control the narrative.
All right, okay,
- the first thing that you do... - Honey.
No, that's the second.
The first thing is choosing any of the fifty fucking things
that Jamie has done that make him unfit to hold public office,
and then you remove his fucking ass from the Capitol.
Okay? The second thing...
You didn't let me finish my sentence.
What I was saying is now I need you to help me
find a way out of... out of running.
- Not on your life. - No, Beth, listen to me.
I can't spend the next four years of my life in Helena.
The ranch won't be here in four years, Dad.
Listen to me, as governor,
you will have the power to withhold funds.
You have the power to reverse state land grants.
You have the power to shut that fucking airport down.
You have the power to withhold building applications
and tax exemptions.
You have the power to withhold gambling licenses.
You have the power to run those fuckers out of this valley
and then you get to pass a law so they can never return.
You always tell me that there is a way,
another way to save this ranch without selling.
So this is the way. Tell me there's another.
This is the way.
You know that, don't you?
Yeah, honey. I just...
Just wish it wasn't.
Dad?
I'm going to help you.
- Come on! Yeah! - Come on, come on, come on!
- Come on!
- Yeah, motherfucker! - Come on, come on, come on!
- Woo! - Woo!
- Woo! That is huge. - Guys...
Woo! That' a Yellerstone horse?
For hell's sakes, the last three have been Yellowstone horses.
And, look, it's not Yellerstone. It's Yellowstone.
Whatever you say, baby,
- just take your pants off. - Other room.
You can take your pants off
- in the other room. - I don't know why we're talking about that
when we're watching a horse.
Doesn't even make any sense.
I gotta get up.
I don't know shit about 'em.
The guy at the store said it's a good one.
Well... hell of a lot better'n the one you fuckin' tore up.
That's for sure.
As it should be.
It sounds nice.
Anything you'd like to hear?
Hell, I don't know.
Just play me one.
Hey, boss. You need a beer.
Thanks, Jake.
This one might suit you.
Sir, after lunch we could bring in them replacements heifers.
The vet wants to preg-check them tomorrow.
Yeah, you go ahead, uh...
You know, the lodge is where family belongs.
Didn't sound like a question, did it?
It's a question.
Right.
Um...
I mean, are you asking us...
- to come live up there with you? - That's what I'm asking.
We got that stray kid with us, sir, you don't want that.
Stray kids is fine.
No stray dogs.
Shit, you know I don't like dogs.
Well, then it's settled.
You ready?
Ready as we're gonna get.
Oh, shit.
Hut, hut, hut, hut, hut!
Woo-hoo!
Get yourself some trail cameras
put 'em somewhere nobody can see them, and point 'em at this gate.
Someone tries it again, we'll know who it was.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Now we go find who let them out.
Yeah. That's the plan.
These are little victories, in the scheme of things.
You'd be surprised how much they matter.
We rest the little things on the large things.
Thank you.
Happy to help.
Watch out for that one.
Why, is she trouble?
When they look at you like that, they're all trouble.
What are you doing?
I don't know.
I'm married.
I noticed.
Do you believe in love at first sight?
Yeah, it's how I felt about my wife first time I saw her.
It's how I felt when I first saw you.
My fucking luck.
Well, it can't be love.
God wouldn't let you love something
that can't love you back.
Yeah, he would.
Governor's asking for you to meet her in the press room.
Is there a press conference scheduled for today?
Not scheduled.
Are we doing this now?
Join us, Jamie.
Thanks for the flowers. Meant a whole lot.
I'm... I'm surprised you're here.
We, uh... we wouldn't miss this for the world.
Well, as many of you may have suspected,
I believe that I can best represent Montana from the Senate.
The next governor of Montana
must hold steadfast to the progress that we have made,
and yet, never allow that progress to redefine
what it means to be a Montanan.
It is my great honor to introduce you to my choice
as the next governor of Montana:
John Dutton.
- John. - Thank you, Governor.
You don't see it on your way to work,
in the fields, or on the mountain,
but there's a war being waged against our way of life.
They'll tell you all the reasons
- why our way of life... - This is just the beginning.
are bad for this country,
bad for our future.
How it's immoral that you live here,
work here, grow their food here.
They will tell it so much
you might even start to believe it yourself.
Question what you do and who you are.
They'll tell you that the land's only hope
is for them to be its steward.
The ugly truth is they want the land,
and if they get it,
it will never look like our land again.
That is progress in today's terms,
so if it's progress you seek, do not vote for me.
I am the opposite of progress.
I am the wall that it bashes against,
and I will not be the one who breaks.
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