They visit you, don't they?
The owls.
What are you doing here?
Resting my legs.
How do you know about the owls?
Well, I been out here
making different bird calls for a while,
but as soon as I made the owl call, you come running.
What can I do for you, Marilyn?
Nah. It's me doing for you.
You still haven't found those guys
that tied your friend to the ground.
I know where they are.
Where?
On our land.
Is Malachi Strand with them?
Yeah.
I been selling Malachi deer and elk for a couple of months.
Well, if he's been giving you money,
why do you suddenly want him gone?
I like your trees.
They're still green.
But if you let a couple of Japanese bark beetles in there,
pretty soon, you'll be surrounded with dead wood.
That guy Malachi is a bark beetle.
You've always known that Malachi was bad.
So, what's changed?
The bark beetle doesn't just kill a tree.
It spreads.
Malachi is spreading.
More men.
More guns.
He's up to something.
We need him to move off our land.
Will you tell me where to find him?
No.
But I'll show you.
I know you're reluctant to help me
with my... public relations problem.
But before you say no, take a look around.
I have seen it before.
Yeah, but from Walt's point of view--
as a breeding ground for greed and vice.
But I'm asking you to look at this place
from a different point of view.
Yours?
No.
Hers.
That's Janet Whitefeather.
She has three kids. Her mother has emphysema.
You know what her job was before I opened this place?
Nothing.
I get it. You are a hero.
And since you are the only one who can save your people,
you have given yourself permission to do
whatever the hell you want.
Henry, hey, come on, man.
Take me out of the picture.
See the place. See the business.
What's actually going on here needs to be saved.
I mean, for all the moral gray areas
that come with running a casino,
it's providing more than 100 jobs--
jobs that help sustain the lives of way more than 100 people.
These are jobs that don't go away in the winter.
They-- They turn into careers
that bring as much pride as they do money.
If this place goes down, a lot of people will suffer.
Please, Ruby. Malachi's supposed to show up at Buffalo Betty's
at some point today, but we don't know when. It could take hours.
I cannot spend that long crammed in Ferg's Trans-Am.
But the last time you and Walt
borrowed my car for surveillance,
it smelled like fast food for three days.
I had to get some spray and go to--
Hey. Could I help you, ma'am?
Excuse me. I'm looking for Archie.
Oh, for Ferg. Yes.
He's right this way. Come on in.
Ferg? You have a visitor.
Beverly?
Meg asked me to bring this to you.
W-What is...
It's your things.
She wanted them out of her apartment.
I mean...
I could have just stopped by and grabbed them.
Actually, I lied just now.
She didn't ask me to bring this to you.
She put it out on the curb, with the trash.
I rescued it.
And I wanted to see you.
Me?
Why?
Because Meg's unhappy.
I have never seen her like this.
Well, I-I tried to call.
She won't answer.
Yeah. She's a tough broad.
Maybe...
you just need to try harder.
Never tell her I was here.
Oh. Good morning, Sheriff.
Morning.
Come through.
You guys got any Diet Coke?
No. Uh, just coffee.
Geez. It's like pioneer times.
You said that Malachi was expanding his operations.
You ever see him with this man?
Sure. He was with Malachi a couple days ago.
He don't look so good now.
Don't be fooled.
He's still alive.
He is?
Vic, this is, uh, Marilyn Yarlott.
She knows where Malachi's been hiding on the Crow Res.
She's gonna take me there.
Hi. Just give us a sec.
Isn't she the woman that abandoned you and Henry
without water?
Yeah.
What, and now you just trust her?
Well, she did lead me to Henry before she abandoned us.
Yeah, and now she's gonna lead you to Malachi and abandon you.
Well, she can do whatever she wants
if she helps me find Malachi.
Call the tribal police over there.
Nah, I wouldn't do that.
They're friendly with Malachi.
Basically, they're protecting him.
Then I'm coming with you.
No. No, you're not.
I still need you and Ferg to stake out Buffalo Betty's.
I don't like you going off with this woman.
Well, I appreciate that.
But it's my call.
And if you don't like it... you can run for sheriff.
Sign's back up.
That was a waste of an hour.
Actually, it just took me 45 minutes.
You okay?
I don't think so.
Um...
Zach, I think, um, I need to apologize to you.
What for?
I never should have kissed you.
It was stupid because there's-- there's no future for us.
Um, and it's not because I don't like you.
Uh, it's just that I can't get--
I can't get trapped here in Wyoming again,
pursuing something that may or may not happen.
Cady...
You deserve to get what you want, okay?
- Okay. - And I think I do, too.
I-- You know, I-I was supposed to move right after law school.
Then my mom got sick, and I-I put it off.
And then my-- my dad was such a mess
that I-I couldn't leave him.
And there was a guy.
And now there's this legal aid center,
which is falling apart.
And I--
I've always had a reason to stay here,
and it's always left me stranded with nothing.
And I'm really sorry.
I'm just too afraid to-- to do that with you again.
What's my last name?
What?
My name.
It's, uh, it's Zach... what?
Um...
B...
- B... - Bel...
- Bell... - It's Heflin.
- Okay. - It's Heflin.
I was-- Okay.
- All right. - I'm really sorry.
No, no, no. Don't be.
That's my point. Okay?
We barely know each other. We don't have a-a-a history.
I'm not gonna worry about a future.
- Okay. - Okay?
- Yeah. - It's fine.
It's all right.
- Ah. - Yeah.
I'm a little embarrassed.
Well, yeah.
I mean, you know, I clearly, uh, struck a nerve
when I let you kiss me, so...
- Oh, is that what happened? - That's what happened.
I still think that I have to leave Absaroka.
The universe is not just telling me to. It's screaming it.
Okay.
So, are you, uh...
are you gonna leave right this second?
No.
That's good.
Owls are messengers from the land of the dead.
It's good they stopped visiting you.
It means whatever spirit was trying to communicate...
ain't so worried about you anymore.
Well, that's good to know.
I can't believe you don't trust me.
Well, I don't trust a whole lot of people.
And...
besides, you did leave me and Henry
in the middle of nowhere without water.
Hang on. I told you I'd tell you where to find him.
I never told you I'd help you get him out of there.
What are you not gonna tell me this time?
Nothing.
You know, I've spent my life
learning how to sniff out a lie, Marilyn.
So why do you really want to get rid of Malachi all of a sudden?
Oh, for some reason or other,
he seems to think I shot some of his guys.
Didn't you?
Sure. But he didn't know that.
Until he compared a bullet from the elk I sold him
to the bullets he pulled out of his men.
Ever since then,
him and his guys have been tryin' to kill me.
And you want me to arrest him first.
Which is what you want to do anyway, right?
So... win-win.
I appreciate the fiscal transparency, Jacob,
but I am not an accountant.
Yeah, I know it looks complicated,
but at the end of the day, running a casino's
not that different from your business.
It just operates on a different scale.
People do not lose their pensions
in an afternoon at my bar.
Yeah, but, you know,
if you just take the time to look it over, just...
I need somebody in my corner.
We can't just let the place go under.
I admit, I took a few shortcuts.
But I've been in a hurry.
I've been pushing to get to the point
where the casino's positive impact on the community
becomes sustainable.
Mr. Nighthorse,
I think you'd better come check this out.
A handful of the dealers stood up in the middle of the floor
and announced a walkout. Did they say why?
They said you stole the casino's profits to post your own bail.
Henry.
Did you tell somebody else about that?
I did not.
This is not good.
How is the osprey?
Henry?
He's fine.
How'd you finally decide which of us was which?
Just now.
You're the eagle.
'Cause you're willing to go for the big fish.
Be careful.
Sometimes the fish is too big.
The eagle can't carry it.
But he wants that fish so much, he won't let go
and gets pulled under the water.
Lots of eagles drown.
You think that's gonna happen to me?
I hope not.
But there's lots of them.
Just two of us.
If you'd rather,
you can just draw me a map, head back to your camp.
There's no camp to go back to.
They burned it to the ground.
Wait.
- You hear that? - No.
Listen.
Who are you?
Where's Malachi?!
Listen up!
I need you to listen to me!
Thank you.
I don't know what you've heard, but I can tell
from looking at you, it's only side of the story.
Yeah, the side where you're a criminal!
Sir, I don't like this. I think we need to move out now.
Brian's getting the car. Running away will only make things worse.
You need to stand up there and hear them.
Yeah, I think Henry's right.
If I don't take a few punches here,
they're not gonna listen to me.
What do you have to say for yourself, Nighthorse?!
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hold on a second!
I-I made a mistake.
I shouldn't have sent out profit checks so early.
I should have waited till we were on stronger footing.
But I just wanted all of you to feel as invested--
Sir, we need to go now!
Mr. Standing Bear, you, too.
Get them to the car!
Walt, I found Vic for you.
Okay, we're here. What's up?
Marilyn was shot. I'm taking her to the hospital.
Someone was waiting for us as soon as we crossed the river.
Was he aiming at you?
I'll never know. I shot him first.
He's dead. I couldn't carry both him and Marilyn.
I need somebody to go back and pick up the body.
- Was he one of Malachi's guys? - Ah, it's hard to say.
He's white. He's not from around here.
How did you know? Did he have an I.D.?
No. He was wearing duck boots. That's an East Coast thing.
If we get him to the morgue, they can lift some fingerprints.
We can send them to Agent Vance.
Maybe he can I.D. the guy, see if he's connected to the mob.
Do you want us to leave Buffalo Betty's?
No, there's still a possibility that Malachi will show up.
I'll contact Mathias. Maybe he can get over there.
I doubt it. He just called for backup.
There was a shooting at the casino 15 minutes ago.
Right when we were being ambushed on the Crow Res.
It sure seems like Malachi's mobilizing for something.
You know, it's really hard to fight an army
with just three of us.
Did anybody see where those shots came from?
The back of the crowd. I didn't see if anyone was hit.
Jacob, this is not the way to your house.
Where are we going, Brian?
Jacob... we know that car.
Brian, what are you doing?
Okay, guys. End of the road.
You're getting out now.
Well, now, looky here.
My two favorite people in one place.
Yeah, we got a lot of catching up to do.
So, where you gonna go?
New York.
I had a couple job offers there right out of law school.
That's a big change-- from here to New York.
Yeah. I think a big change is exactly what I need.
I already got a ticket, actually.
I'm gonna go for a few days and set up some interviews.
What?
Oh, I was just trying to picture your dad,
uh, walking through Times Square.
- Like... - Oh, my God.
Shit.
What?
My dad.
How am I supposed to tell him that I'm leaving?
Just-- Just tell him.
- It's not that simple. - Yeah, it is.
It's easier than worrying about it for days.
He is not gonna take it well.
He might surprise you.
Hmm.
Stay there. Stay there. Call them back.
I'm not leaving.
- Who is it? - I don't know.
Hello?
Hey, Zach. Walt Longmire.
Listen, I got two questions for you.
It's-- It's your dad.
What?
Yeah?
Okay, first, what kind of car do you drive?
Chevy Avalanche. That's like a pickup truck, right?
Yeah, basically.
Second question-- uh,
are you still interested in working for me?
- As-- As a deputy? - Yup.
Ye-- uh, yes. Yes.
Definitely.
All right. Good. You're hired.
Thank-- Thank you. Thanks, Sheriff.
The first thing I need you to do is head over
to the Crow reservation and pick up a dead body.
Okay.
I'll have Ruby call you with the exact location.
Thank you.
I heard someone got shot.
Actually, no. Shots were fired, but just in the air.
Didn't stop everyone from freaking out.
Any idea who fired the shots?
Well, a witness swears it was our elusive friend,
Johnny Runs Far.
The same Johnny Runs Far
who's been signing for heroin shipments?
So, why would Malachi's guy
create a scene like that out here?
He didn't create the scene. He just escalated it.
There was already a big walkout
protesting Nighthorse's mishandling of casino profits.
So Nighthorse was here?
Yeah, but apparently, his security guys
shoved him in a car and took off.
It seems Henry was with him, too.
Any idea where they went?
No.
Whoa, whoa. Not the face.
I need that pretty little face kept intact
'cause I got a little job I need Jacob to do for me.
That's enough.
What am I supposed to do with this?
Well, read it and memorize every word.
Kiss my ass, you chickenshit son of a bitch.
Oh, listen, your tribe already hates you.
I made sure of that by telling them
what you did with their money.
Ah, relax. You'll feel better when you stop fighting.
Yeah, what are you gonna do when I refuse? You gonna kill me?
Oh, if I'd wanted you dead, I would've told Hector to do that
when he ran you two off the road.
But... I just wanted to scare you.
Just enough for you to increase your security detail
and bring in some new blood, which you did.
Me.
But you admit, Malachi, you-- you can't kill me.
No, I can't.
But I can kill Hank if you don't give me what I want.
I know it's a big decision, Jacob,
but, uh, I'll give you till morning to think it over.
Buffalo Betty's closed at 6:00. No sign of Malachi or Darius.
Somehow, Malachi must have known that Decker got caught.
He knew not to come.
Or he's got something else planned.
After months of being invisible,
he's suddenly making a lot of noise.
Oh, uh, hey... ...everybody.
Um, so, I-I transported the body over to the morgue.
Good.
You transported a body?
You get any prints?
Yeah. Yeah, and I sent them over to your friend in Boston.
W-We have a friend in Boston?
Agent Vance.
Here you go.
What?
You said we were shorthanded, so I brought him on.
Now, has anybody heard from Henry or Nighthorse?
Mathias has been in contact with one of Nighthorse's guards.
I guess he took them to a secure location.
- Where? - He wouldn't say.
Walter.
Sorry, everybody.
Uh, that was the hospital.
Marilyn Yarlott just died.
That could have been you.
But it wasn't.
By what, 2 feet?
Less?
You went out there without me, and you almost died.
Vic...
Walt.
I don't think you understand.
I cannot lose you.
I can't.
I can't lose you, too.
I can't sleep.
I can't eat.
All I can think about is what a jerk I was,
how I let my own jealousy and my own insecurity
blind me from what matters most in my life.
And that's you.
I've never known anyone like you.
You are kind, you are smart...
...and so beautiful.
And...
hurting you was the biggest mistake
I've ever made in my life.
So, I'm not asking you to forgive me.
I know I got a long way to go before I can earn that.
All I'm asking
is that you let me try and make it up to you.
That was beautiful, Archie.
Yeah? You think?
I do.
But forgive me for being blunt.
It's bullshit.
- What? - It's words-- pretty words.
Anyone can say stuff like that.
My ex-husband,
Meg's father, was a charmer.
He could sell books on tape to deaf people.
Meg knows how cheap talk is.
Well, how am I ever gonna convince her how I feel?
Le beau geste.
One big-hearted, magnanimous gesture
means more than all of Shakespeare's sonnets.
Uh, excuse me.
Hey, Ruby.
Oh, wow.
Um, yeah.
By the bridge?
Okay, yeah. I'll get over there right away.
Yeah.
I got to go. Duty calls.
Oh.
Well, if you do manage to see Meg...
you might think twice
before answering a work call during your conversation.
I didn't know you guys were gonna be here.
Ruby said the body was down by the water.
Um, hey.
Yeah?
Y-You got a camera?
No. But I got a phone.
Well, that'll work. Um, you mind covering for me?
Yeah. Yeah, sure.
You okay?
Eh.
My heart's just not really in it today.
Okay.
Um, really, um--
really glad to have you back, man.
It's good to be back.
All right.
- Thanks. - Yep.
No I.D., no cellphone.
I'm not sure we're gonna need that stuff.
I know this guy.
You do?
- What's his name? - I don't know.
But, uh, I saw him at Cady's office the other day.
He's one of Nighthorse's security guys.
Suddenly, I don't feel so great
about Henry being under their watchful protection.
I don't mean to embarrass you, Jacob.
I'm sure you did a good job learning your lines.
But just in case, we got you one of those
fancy teleprompters like the politicians use.
Or have you decided to throw your pal Hank under the bus?
Let's just get this over with.
Okay. First things first.
We want this to look convincing, not coerced.
So... I think you should start the recording,
walk back to your seat
like this whole thing is a one-man production.
So...
action.
Hey.
By now, all of you know how I have betrayed my people.
I exploited your trust for my own personal gain.
I embezzled funds, and when exposed,
I tried to blame it all
on my former head of security, Malachi Strand.
I knew that since he had a criminal record,
it would be easy to believe
that he was behind all this corruption.
But these crimes were mine, and mine alone.
And rather than let my misdeeds
and my connection to organized crime
taint the entire enterprise,
I know now that it's my duty to step aside...
and pass along ownership
and day-to-day control of Four Arrows
to the one man who knows how to run the casino...
and will do so for the benefit of the whole tribe.
Malachi Strand.
Thanks a lot. Yep.
The security company says
the dead guard's name is Tony Kelso.
Ex-military, six years with the company.
Along with these employee files,
they're gonna send work history, background--
This, uh--
This guy's the other guy who was with Nighthorse.
Brian O'Keane. Boston native.
That's not a coincidence.
And he hasn't shown up dead yet.
I'll call Mathias.
That security guard he talked to yesterday--
the one that said that Henry and Nighthorse
had been moved to a secure location--
I'll see if his name is Brian O'Keane.
Hey, Philly.
O'Keane. Yeah, that was the guy.
It's looking more and more like O'Keane was a plant.
Somehow, Malachi got him on Nighthorse's security detail.
Oh, shit. Stay in touch
if you hear anything about Henry or Nighthorse.
Yeah. Bye.
What are you doing here?
Come to shoot your boss?
What?
Oh, n-no.
I--
What's going on here?
It's unclear. Something to do with Malachi.
Have you heard from Jacob?
No. We don't talk much anymore.
Did he fire you?
Actually, I'm resigning.
You were the one who said I was making decisions
that weren't helping the community.
Turns out that you were right.
Wow. You're quitting.
The community quit me.
I'm just making it official.
That actually makes me a little bit sad.
Me too.
Look.
This might be too little, too late,
but if you're looking for Malachi,
I can give you Darius' number.
Since I'm not working on the Res anymore
and Darius is no longer my client,
I'm not bound by attorney/client privilege.
I'm not sure that's how the law works.
I'm not sure that I care.
I just heard back from Agent Vance in Boston.
The guy who shot Marilyn, his prints show up
in two other investigations into the Irish Mob.
I told him about Brian O'Keane, too,
and Vance knew all about him.
He's a hit man.
Do you have the shooter's clothes?
Uh, no, they're still in the morgue.
Would you mind bringing them here?
Yeah, sure.
And hurry, Zach.
Hurry.
Thank you.
For saving my life.
All I did was delay the inevitable.
I do not think people will believe that taped confession.
Except it wasn't really a confession.
It was a suicide note.
Malachi's gonna kill me,
make it look like I was overwhelmed with shame
and did myself in.
I don't know that it matters now,
but I was gonna ask you something
back when I thought I was just going to jail.
Ask away.
I was gonna ask you to take over the casino
while I was locked up.
I knew I needed to replace myself
with a good man, upstanding man,
someone who would resist temptation
and stay focused on the best interests of the tribe.
You would have done that, Henry.
Certainly better than I did.
I do not know what to say.
I do. Shut up!
You... look like you could use a little fresh air.
The sheriff here?
Yeah.
- The shooter's clothes. - Thanks.
- Uh, what are you--? - Shane kept his word.
Smell that.
Sawdust.
I remember smelling it on the shooter back at the river.
So? So take a look at this photo of Shane Muldoon.
What do you see? Upper-left-hand corner.
- Sawdust. - Exactly.
Marilyn saw Shane with Malachi a few days ago.
The shooter was working with him, too.
Both these men have been around a lot of sawdust.
I think Shane told me how to find Malachi after all.
Do we have a map of the Crow reservation?
Hey.
Hey!
Shut up!
Your name is Lane Potter.
What do you care what my name is?
Hector told me about you.
He said you are next.
- Hector's dead. - No. Hector is not dead.
His spirit just moves from one body to another.
And he came to see me last week.
You're making this shit up.
He told me about Alicia Musgraves.
What?
I do not know who she is.
But Hector said you stole from her.
And you never returned the money to her, even after he warned you.
- How do you know about that? - He told me.
- No way. - I stole, too, Lane.
That is why he came for me.
He took my tooth.
I always heard he used his fists,
but this Hector uses pliers.
It was excruciating.
You do not believe me?
Come see for yourself.
See what Hector did to me.
Aah! No!
Hey, this is Vic.
Hey, Philly. You with Walt?
Yeah, I'm here.
I think I know where Malachi is.
Southeast corner of the Crow Res.
- How'd you figure that out? - Your daughter.
Since she quit being a lawyer, her conscience grew back.
She gave us Darius' phone number, and we pinged it.
Well, I can do you one better.
I think Malachi's hiding out
in an old sawmill near Shoulderblade Butte.
We're headed there right now.
I'll meet you there.
Do not contact the Crow tribal police.
I've got reason to believe they're working with Malachi.
We could get in a lot of trouble
for doing this without their knowledge.
That's the least of our worries.
I was watching your tape.
You're a real natural.
I believed every word.
But there's no trust left in this world,
so I thought we should, uh, cover our bases.
What is this?
Well, don't you recognize it?
It's from your own safe.
Articles of incorporation,
power of attorney, property deeds.
You really should cup your hand over the keypad
when you're entering the combination.
You've got some signing to do.
Taking over the casino is not as simple
as me signing over a few pieces of paper.
Oh, believe me, I know.
I had to pay a lawyer a lot of money
to, uh, draft this stuff.
But on the plus side,
my boy Brian here is a notary public.
That'll save us some time.
I even waived my fee for this.
I think you're more afraid of dying
than you put on,
so, um, why don't you get signing?
Walt, don't you think we should have a better idea
of what we're getting ourselves into
before we go off all, like, half--
How many guys does Malachi have guarding the place?
I saw 15 of them-- all armed.
But I was only in one building,
so I cannot be sure that I saw all of them.
Seven of us, at least 15 of them...
We go in, or do we wait?
If we wait, Nighthorse will be killed. I am sure of that.
Criminals feeding on criminals. Is it worth the risk?
Nighthorse deserves to go to prison.
He doesn't deserve to die.
Let me see that.
Henry, are you 100 percent sure that nobody knows you're gone?
100? More like 80.
Well, there is a way we can improve our odds,
but it's gonna require us to divide our forces.
Hey, I'm not gonna lie, man. This is a lot for my first day.
Well, second.
Yeah, second.
So, uh... are we supposed to shoot to kill?
Not if we can help it. Okay.
But, you know, if we have to.
I've never shot anybody before.
You might be surprised how quickly you get used to it.
Hey, on the bright side, you're single.
You don't have someone else to worry about.
Though, I guess I'm single now, too.
How many times are we gonna have the "Is this it?" conversation?
I didn't realize we were even having a conversation.
I am.
I am, okay?
I feel like I am always having to say goodbye to you.
Just in case.
"Goodbye" is always implied in this line of work.
I guess I just usually put it out of my mind.
Maybe I shouldn't do that anymore.
So...
if this is it...
Sheriff, we're in position.
This is Mathias. We are, too.
And this...
...effectively transfers all of your shares
of Four Arrows Gaming LLC to Malachi Strand.
Shit. Lane Potter just texted.
Standing Bear escaped. Heading north.
Well, send two guys after him.
Is this gonna be a problem?
Drop it, asshole.
We got 'em.
Send another text.
You're really getting the hang of that whole cellphone thing.
Well, I got to admit... they come in pretty handy.
Is that Lane again?
He says, "Send more backup."
Well, do it!
I don't like this.
All right, Jacob. Let's, uh, wrap it up.
Don't move.
You know, I've always given baseball a bad rap.
That felt pretty good.
Something's up.
- No shit. - What?
Those texts ain't from Lane Potter.
He's unconscious. Henry must have knocked him out.
I guess I'm done texting.
On to phase two.
Darius, go find whoever's out there.
Well, it was a pleasure doing business with you, Jacob,
but I can't have whatever cavalry you got coming save you,
so, uh, let's go.
Henry, where'd you say Nighthorse is?
I did not say because I do not know for sure.
That's the only place with a guard.
I bet he's in there.
What do you think, Henry?
I think there is a very good chance
that Nighthorse is already dead.
Malachi got what he wanted.
- What did he want? - The casino.
The irony is that Nighthorse had
a very different plan of succession.
What was that?
He wanted me to run the casino.
You should.
What?
If we get out of here in one piece, Henry,
you should take him up on that.
Who are you, and what have you done to Walt Longmire?
I'm serious.
That casino's here to stay.
If a good man doesn't step up to replace Nighthorse,
you know a bad one will.
Maybe so, but after all these years
of you and Martha fighting--
As bad as that casino is for my county,
I know it's good for your people, Henry.
Remember the asymptote.
What are you talking about?
Geometry.
An asymptote is a curve that approaches a line--
always getting closer, but never touching.
Cowboys and Indians.
We can be friends,
but there's always gonna be a little gap between us.
Jesus.
We're about to get into a gunfight,
and you two are talking about math?
Focus! We got to get past that guard.
Henry, you said they're all looking for you, right?
Maybe you should let them find you.
Hey!
You son of a bitch!
- Do not shoot! - Where the hell you been?
It's quite a dilemma, Walter.
Hold on!
Hold on.
Hold on!
- You okay? - Yeah, I think so.
That's good.
Hey, Walt!
Thank you.
Malachi!
Drop it, Darius!
Or do not.
Malachi!
Walt!!
This one's dead.
Walt!
I thought you were a beer man.
I am.
What are you doing?
What I always do.
Oh.
I did it for, uh, this one.
It was a drunk with a Swiss Army Knife.
That's a bullet wound.
How many scars do you have?
I don't know.
Yeah, you do.
All guys know.
12.
13.
Where'd you get the, uh--
the big ones on your back?
When did you see those?
The office, in the bathroom.
Uh, they're from Denver.
Must have taken a lot of vodka.
Yeah.
Does this hurt?
Only when I think about it.
And I'm not really thinking about it right now.
♪ Say it's here where our pieces fall in place ♪
♪ Any rain softly kisses us on the face ♪
♪ Any wind means we're running ♪
♪ We can sleep and see 'em coming ♪
♪ Where we drift and call it dreaming ♪
♪ We can weep and call it singing ♪
♪ Where we break when our hearts are strong enough ♪
♪ We can bow 'cause our music's warmer than blood ♪
♪ Where we see enough to follow ♪
♪ We can hear when we are hollow ♪
♪ Where we keep the light we're given ♪
♪ We can lose and call it livin'♪
♪ Where the sun isn't only sinking fast ♪
♪ Every night knows how long it's supposed to last ♪
♪ Where the time of our lives is all we have ♪
♪ And we get a chance to say ♪
♪ Before we ease away ♪
♪ For all the love you've left behind ♪
♪ You can have mine ♪
What are you doing?
Thinking.
I do that sometimes before I talk.
What about?
I don't know if you and I are meant to be together.
Why not?
We both know each other's biggest secret.
What's that?
That there's someone else.
Someone we've lost, that we can't replace.
You know you'll never mean as much to me as my baby...
and I will never mean as much to you as your wife.
That's not true, Vic.
It is. It--
It is, and it's okay.
Your devotion...
...is one of the things I love about you.
So, what are we supposed to do now?
Be alone, I guess.
Huh.
For the first time in a while...
I don't think I want to be.
I can't...
I can't keep going through
what I've been going through, though--
worrying about you, wondering if...
if you're gonna die.
Well... I am someday.
I don't want to live through that.
I don't think I could.
Yeah. You could.
I did.
I think that's kind of the point of everything.
You love something so much, you--
you just don't think you can live without it.
I just don't know if I'm there yet.
Me neither.
But I'm the closest I've been in a long time.
Hey, Punk.
Hey, Dad.
What's up?
Well...
I heard you quit.
Yeah. "Resigned."
But, uh-- But yeah.
Remember when you told me I should quit?
I do.
Well, um...
I want to tell you, um, why I didn't...
why I couldn't, and, um...
why I fought so hard to stay.
I know.
I get it, Dad. You love your job.
No.
I don't.
I'm proud of it, but, uh, no, I don't love it.
No, I was ready to leave a long time ago,
but I couldn't 'cause, uh, I didn't feel like
there was anybody I could trust to replace me.
But last night, I realized
there is someone who can replace me.
Vic?
No. Vic's all cop, no politician.
- Ferg? - Nope.
The only person who can replace me is you.
What?
You know the law better than I do.
You know this place, all these people,
you know right from wrong,
and you got a good heart.
Dad, I don't-- I don't know how to be a cop.
Well, you know more than I did when Lucian hired me.
And you, uh-- you know what a good cop looks like
when you see him.
You were right about Zach.
I don't know if you heard, but I hired him again.
Yeah, I-I heard.
Besides, what you don't know, you can learn.
Vic can teach you.
You'd be great at it, Cady. I know it.
I-- Dad, I--
You're not kidding, are you?
Nope.
You know, Lucian told me
that he stayed on the job too long.
I don't want that to be me.
I want to say goodbye at the right time,
and... I think that's now.
What are you gonna do with yourself?
Well, before he died, Lucian told me
that he-- he'd figured out
where Anson Hamilton buried his treasure.
I think I'm gonna go see if he was right.
So you're gonna go look for buried treasure?
Well, I'm gonna be unemployed.
I'll need an income.
Okay.
You know, um, I just want to say that...
I know your mom would be, uh, proud of you.
And I am, too.
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Oh, there's a river that runs on forever ♪
♪ I'm gonna see where it leads ♪
♪ Oh, there's a mountain that no man has mounted ♪
♪ I'm gonna stand on the peak ♪
♪ Out there's a land that time don't command ♪
♪ Wanna be the first to arrive ♪
♪ No time for ponderin' why I'm a-wanderin'♪
♪ Not while we're both still alive ♪
♪ To the ends of the Earth, would you follow me?♪
♪ There's a world that was meant for our eyes to see ♪
♪ To the ends of the Earth, would you follow me?♪
♪ Well, if you won't, I must say my goodbyes to thee ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
♪ To the ends of the Earth, would you follow me?♪
♪ There's a world that was meant for our eyes to see ♪
♪ To the ends of the Earth, would you follow me?♪
♪ If you won't, I must say my goodbyes to thee ♪
♪ I was a-ready to die for you, baby ♪
♪ Doesn't mean I'm ready to stay ♪
♪ What good is livin' a life you've been given ♪
♪ If all you do is stand in one place?♪
♪ I'm on a river that winds on forever ♪
♪ Follow till I get where I'm goin'♪
♪ Maybe I'm headin' to die, but I'm still gonna try ♪
♪ I guess I'm goin' alone ♪
♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪
Hello?