[Money for Nothing by Dire Straits] ♪ MTV... ♪
Previously on Yellowstone...
Beth: So you gave your girlfriend clemency.
John: I commuted her sentence.
She's finishing it out under house arrest.
You have invited your worst enemy to sleep in your bed, Dad.
Yeah, Summer. Why don't you and I take a walk?
[grunts]
Beth: This is my fucking house.
You will respect everybody in it.
What respect to I get?
You get exactly what you give.
[applause]
- My cowboy's back. - You wanna drink or you wanna dance?
I want both.
The other night was... it was unprofessional.
If you thought that last night was unprofessional...
You keep enforcing the slave rules.
I'm going to teach you the master rules.
Be gone for a couple days.
Well, can you outfit me too?
Honey, we're on horseback for two days.
I am not staying in that dungeon by myself.
Sure you got another ride in ya?
I'll race you up to the top, Governor.
Yee-ha!
[music]
Rip: Guys in the back, drop in.
[music]
John: And they wonder why we fight so hard.
You see what you been missing?
Did anyone think to pack any vodka?
Beth, just... look at the horizon.
Yeah, I see it, Dad. It's very pretty.
- [chuckles] - What, I said it's pretty. Don't make a thing out of it.
You two drop in here.
I wanna go down a hundred yards
where she can't ruin this for me.
It's the same view from the porch.
Just a different angle.
[chuckles]
Honey, you got a mean streak as big as this damn valley.
Well, it's a woman's job to give a man perspective, baby.
Oh, is that what that was?
- I do not find this beautiful. - Mm.
Personally. Okay?
Too big, too much space to be beautiful.
To comprehend it.
Now, give me a meadow, and a little lake...
Rip: Mm-hm.
A little stream... no one knows about it but me.
And I have it all to myself. That I understand.
I don't like to share the things I find beautiful.
Know what I mean?
Every time I look at you,
I know exactly what you mean.
Rip: Come on.
[music]
[rattling]
Wait here.
[helicopters whir]
Are those military?
Yeah.
- What are they doing here? - Don't know.
Training, maybe.
Why would they be training there?
Stay in the house.
[music]
[tires screech]
[shouting, clamoring]
Chairman: Mo?
You giving a speech today, Chairman?
A speech?
This area is closed for an event.
What event?
Turn your vehicle around and vacate this area.
I'm a lieutenant for the Tribal Police
in charge of security for the Chairman
of the Confederated Nations.
Are you aware of an event?
What event, Mo?
I don't know.
There can't be any planned event on Broken Rock land
without the approval of the Chairman's office.
[indistinct radio chatter]
We got the tribal police head of security here
saying they weren't aware of today's event.
Male Supervisor: Tell 'em to stand by. We'll be there soon.
My supervisor's on his way.
You can pull the car over here to the side
if you want to wait.
[chatter]
[dogs barking]
[gunshot]
- Hey! - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hey! Stop!
Stray dogs are a security risk.
They're not strays.
They just wandered from their home.
That's a stray.
Mo: I need to come and get you, Chairman.
But I'm scared to leave.
They're shooting all the dogs in town.
I'll drive myself.
I'll send squad cars to meet you.
Okay.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey.
Stand down!
Those are people's dogs.
Stop shooting them.
They're pets!
Our orders mandate that any stray animal
be removed or neutralized.
Then call the animal control!
- Do you have one? - Of course we have one.
- How far away? - An hour, maybe.
Well, go ahead and call it.
What's this event?
I have no idea.
Then what are you doing here?
Gee, I don't know.
You got four military helicopters in the air above you
and secret service agents blocking the road.
What the fuck do you think I'm doing here?
Chairman: What's happening, Mo?
Chairman, I think the President's coming here.
The president of what?
The United States.
[music]
Sarah: Mmm.
What is that look for?
Trying to figure out what you're doing here.
You've made that pretty clear.
[laughs]
I mean, the coincidence that M.E.'s outside council
keeps finding her way to the bed of the opposition.
[sigh]
When you insinuate that I'm here for any reason
other than I want to be here,
you're insinuating that I would use sex
to achieve a particular goal within my profession.
Which is to say that I'm being paid to have sex with you.
Which is to call me a whore.
Is that what you're doing?
Are you calling me a whore, Jamie?
No, of course not.
Look, I got a...
pretty good bead on my appeal as a man,
and it doesn't add up to you.
This is so fucking childish. [laughs]
Are you so insecure that the only explanation for me
wanting to have sex with you is anything other than me
just wanting to?
Harvard Law graduate holding the second most powerful
public office in the state, hm?
And if you're so sure I have all of these ulterior motives
then why the hell would you bring me to your house?
Have you looked in a mirror lately?
Let me ask you this:
Why aren't you Governor?
You clearly have the skill for it.
You orchestrated the lease and the build in a manner
that you unraveled leaving no legal recourse
for the company you so completely fucked,
it's likely to be bought by another company within a year.
Your father won on the slogan "Progress Stops With Me"...
[both laughing]
Are there that many pissed off old white men in Montana?
Apparently.
Here's my ulterior motive. You wanna hear it?
Get you elected Governor.
Reinstate our lease and push through our project
with a contract that you cannot weasel out of,
and save this state from its policy of hiding its head
in the sand hoping that the rest of the world will just walk by.
It wasn't my motive until...
Until I found myself naked in your house
arguing about why I'm naked in your house.
[laughs]
I'm going to go take a shower before I leave.
I gotta get to the office and try to sell
a hundred metric tons of fucking concrete
for thirty cents on the dollar.
[door opens]
I'm gonna be late for the office, too.
I'll be out in a minute.
We try to conserve water in this state.
[laughs]
I do not have to fuck you
to give you money for your campaign.
I'm here because I want to be here.
Help me win Governor and I'll give you your airport.
Help me put the brakes on the fire sale.
Four years is a long time. It's too long.
[moans]
Lets find a way to make it sooner.
Okay.
[music]
[moans]
[music]
Mm.
[chuckles]
[music]
This looks like quite the feast.
Gator: There'll be a few hundred people here this time tomorrow.
- For the branding? - Yeah.
We haven't met.
We sort of met.
I was thinking about going for a hike.
Can you point me in a direction?
Not from around here.
Why do you say that?
If you were from around here,
you would've asked if you could help.
Need help?
These potatoes don't peel themselves.
Did you put anything on that cut?
Mm-mm.
It's okay.
Ow, ow.
Yeah, I bet.
She caught me pretty good.
Beth is not first on my list to fight.
She's got daddy issues she has to work through.
You know, I really overturned the apple cart
when it comes to this family.
I'm sure John Dutton had some little blonde daughter
of a landowner all picked out,
and then I married the ranch's heir
and now the heir doesn't want the ranch anymore.
One could argue she should hate me.
But she has defended me over and over...
because she knows I love her brother,
and I'm no threat to this place.
She sure thinks you are.
That's pretty clear.
Are you?
I don't know.
I'm not really sure what this place represents.
It doesn't represent anything.
It just is.
I mean, it looks the same it did a century ago.
The same it did a thousand years ago.
What does Bozeman represent? That's the question.
And Portland and Phoenix,
and Los Angeles, for that matter.
Every city represents something different.
No, they don't. They say the same thing.
[sigh]
Every summer there's fire and every winter there's blizzards.
One cleanses the forest and one protects it,
then feeds its rivers in the spring,
which feeds the valley.
But those two same things happen in the city,
and they're devastating.
Because cities are the opposite of nature.
They defy it.
Which is why they always crumble.
These mountains have been around for eighty million years
and they'll be around for millions more.
Name the city that will stand that long.
Hey, and you think you're the environmentalist.
Everywhere I go, I get a lecture in this place.
Now you know what it feels like.
[music]
[peeling]
[music]
Where's the cattle?
They only hide in the pines
when they're hiding from the sun.
Sun ain't quite hot enough yet.
They're never far from water and they're never far from grass.
There's cattle.
Hey. Hey, hey, hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Tate: Yeah.
We're just gonna walk at 'em, okay?
Just walk right up to them.
If you run at them, they're gonna run down
that hill and then the chase is on.
There'll be plenty of chase soon enough.
I mean, I'm ready to chase right now.
Yeah. I can see that.
Let's go.
[clicking tongues]
[music]
Hey, hey, hey.
[cattle lowing]
[music]
Hah, hah, hah, hah! Hut, hut, hut, hut.
Tch-tch-tch...
Hut!
Tch-tch-tch-tch... Hut, hut!
[music]
I'm gonna let 'em graze here.
I'll send some of the boys across the creek.
And you'll settle in the shade while the sun's high.
All right, well then find somewhere up the creek
that we can run a picket line. - Yes, sir.
I can't believe you're not smiling.
I'm smiling on the inside.
Don't ever call this work, okay? Ever.
You bring your fly rod?
Thought you said no fishing.
Yeah, well, I didn't know we was gonna
get 'em held up so quick.
If we're not careful, John,
people are gonna think we know what we're doing.
Hey, you, uh...
didn't think to bring a fly rod, did you?
Of course I brought my fly rod.
I think my grandson may want to arm wrestle you for it.
No need.
Tate, come with me.
We're gonna tie these horses up and take turns.
- All right. - Come on.
Let's go.
Hey.
Ah.
He needed this.
Yeah, we all needed it, son.
That was fucking awesome. Sorry, Governor.
Tell us how you really feel.
It was fucking awesome.
Sorry, again.
Wow. What do we do now?
Well, I'm gonna go find me a tree and lay down under it
'till it's my turn to watch the herd.
I'm too excited to nap.
You'll grow out of that.
You get yourself on the other side of the creek
and make sure these cattle stay on our side.
All right. Yes, sir. [clicks tongue]
[John groans]
You could sell it, son.
You could bottle it up and sell it.
I don't think there's anyone to sell it to, Dad.
Anyone who knows what it's worth are already doing it.
[chuckles] Maybe so.
[clicks tongue]
[music]
I think I got it figured out.
So do I.
Chairman, so glad you could make it.
You have no authority to authorize anything
on the reservation,
and neither does the council without my approval.
Hmm. I disagree with that.
So does our charter.
I don't need your permission to assemble
and neither does the council.
This isn't assembling.
This is greeting the President of the United States.
It was last minute.
We weren't certain he could fit it in, but it worked out.
Thank goodness.
It's important that the people know we aren't invisible.
Obama visited Standing Rock two years before he tried
to run a pipeline through it.
Presidents don't see us
even when they are standing in front of us.
This one will see us.
I'm his Director of Native American Affairs.
And he's going to endorse Martin.
Let him.
If he gave me his endorsement, I'd give it back.
Well, it's a good thing you only have one vote, Tom.
Won't be long now.
Better get to our seats.
What do you want to do?
No choice.
I'm going to sit up on that stage
and let them throw mud at me.
My absence would say more than their insults.
Come on, Mo.
It's a big day for the people.
It's just another day for the people.
The big day is for you.
[music]
[approaching footsteps]
Who's this?
Don't know.
The first one, I think.
The family's been here that long.
And it was my family's before it was theirs.
Yeah.
My son.
When I say we give everything to this land,
I do mean everything.
[music]
I'm sorry, I shouldn't be here.
If your goal is knowing John Dutton, then...
this is exactly where you should be.
[music]
[cattle lowing]
[chuckles]
Sweetheart?
Wow. I never sleep during the day.
I've slept through a few, but I don't nap.
Come on. I got something I wanna show you.
Jump on your horse.
[music]
Is this more your kind of beautiful?
[music]
I found it a year ago
when you said you wanted to be married in a place
with no memories 'til we made 'em.
Yeah, I kinda rushed the wedding, didn't I?
- I'm sorry, baby. - Yep.
In my defense, I thought I was gonna
spend the rest of my life in prison, so...
Kind of had to put the pedal to the metal.
[music]
Fuck! You're a good man.
[Rip groans]
Mm. Thank you.
All I need now is a cigarette.
[Rip chuckles]
You know, I'm blowing you anyway, baby.
[Rip laughs]
You don't have to work so fucking hard.
Here.
You're a perfect motherfucker.
I could do this.
I could live here.
Never see another person in my whole life except you.
Yeah, well, it might be a little tricky
in the winter, sweetheart.
No. You know what I mean.
I mean I don't need anything else. - Mm.
Cigarettes, whiskey,
a meadow, and you. - [laughs]
Darling, you have a warped sense of priorities,
I'll tell you.
No, I don't.
Three things that make me feel good in the perfect meadow.
I don't need anything else. Do you?
Mm--
All right, you can have a horse.
Well, I need cows to chase or there's no reason to ride him.
Fine, you can have a couple of cows.
Okay, then thank you.
Now you're gonna need someplace
to chase 'em to, right? - Mm-hm.
You're gonna make me build a barn
in my perfect meadow.
- Beth-- - No. You know...
Stop applying logic to my perfect daydream please.
Beth, shut the fuck up.
Shut the fuck up and watch that sunset with me.
- Shut the fuck up? - Mm-hmm.
"Shut the fuck up," he says to his wife.
Not "shut up." Shut "the fuck" up.
You know what?
[both laugh]
Fuck your sunset, baby.
You watch me.
Sunsets are overrated anyway.
[music]
[grunts]
[music]
How'd you truck a blanket up here?
[laughs] I traded out my slicker.
And gambled it wouldn't rain.
Gambled right.
[sniffs] [groans]
You know, I've come to believe perfection
only lives in little moments.
You know? Can't be sustained over hours.
Just instances, you know? Little wisps of time.
Then the world becomes imperfect again.
This day damn near proved me wrong.
Well, John, if it wasn't perfect,
it was damn close.
- Yeah. Damn close, indeed. - [laughs]
The Governor of Montana on the side of a mountain
sleeping with his boots on.
[chuckles]
This world may have a chance yet.
[groans]
You keep your head up on that saddle, you old bastard.
I don't need to listen to you--
[snoring]
You know, my dad used to say if you can't sleep
through a man's snoring... you ain't tired enough.
[groans]
I guess we'll see.
[music]
[snoring]
[bird song]
[music]
Hey buddy.
Hey. Get your boots on.
I don't mind working for less than minimum wage,
but these mornings with no-coffee bullshit...
It's cowboy shit.
Hell, it'll just make it taste that much better
once you get down the hill, Ryan.
There you go, Ryan.
Drink up a little bit of that cowboy wisdom.
[music]
Come on, you old bastard.
[music]
Well, Emmett, I couldn't...
Couldn't have dreamed up a better death if you paid me.
You sure earned it, old friend.
We're gonna need that satellite phone after all.
Oh, my God.
Yeah. Life ends, that's part of it.
His ended good.
I refuse to be sad about it. You should, too.
All right.
Get 'em going. We'll catch up.
What happened, sir?
He didn't wake up.
He just... died on the trail...
Like every cowboy dreams it.
[music]
[Rip rides away]
Let's keep moving! Let's go!
I'll send you GPS coordinates. Yeah, it's level ground.
The clearing is about three hundred yards across.
[grunts]
[sniffs]
[music]
[whooping]
[If You Ain't Lovin' (You Ain't Livin') by George Strait]
[sizzling]
♪ String of long cards ♪
♪ And you're smokin' them four bit cigars ♪
♪ You ain't so well to do ♪
♪ Unless you get a little coochy-coo ♪
♪ It takes a little bit of smackin' ♪
♪ Or your life's lackin' ♪
You okay?
Yeah, this part just makes me nervous.
Which part?
"They're almost back to me" part.
There they are.
[music]
[helicopter whirrs]
Mount up. We gotta hurry.
Why hurry?
'Cause I can't have Emmett's wife
watch the herd ride in without him and no answers.
If I go too fast, you just take your time.
I don't know where we're going.
Well, a thousand cows ain't hard to follow.
Okay... whoa, shit.
[music]
Tch-tch-tch-tch...
Rip: Tch-tch-tch. Ha!
This is fucking crazy.
Yeah, well then slow down.
I love it, but it's fucking crazy.
[keyboard practice notes]
[chatter]
Let's hold them up here. Let's hold them up.
Tch-tch-tch...
[clicking tongue]
He just died, huh?
Well, ain't a bad way to go.
There's none better.
I'm gonna go find his wife and try to convince her of that.
Yes, sir.
Rip: Let's move 'em.
[cattle lowing]
[music]
[music playing]
[whimpering]
Hey, guys, get this. Turn around, go, go, go.
Something's going on here.
[whimpering]
How?
Like a cowboy should.
Head resting against the saddle
staring at the stars.
His eyes closed.
He didn't open them.
[sobbing]
[music]
[Factories, Farms and Amphetamines by Myron Elkins plays]
♪ We were diggin' And plowin' from 4 to 10 ♪
♪ Little brother was helpin', But I did not see him ♪
Yeah, you like it?
[both laugh]
Show me what you got, cowboy.
* Daddy says he's sick And that we all shall pray ♪
♪ Dad believes in the good lord And the powers in him ♪
Hey, Carter, get in here.
* I'll say myself I have some questions for him ♪
Here, take a hold of this one.
* For he puts the sun On my back ♪
[cow lowing]
He's done. Good work.
Mr. Dutton, burn, sir?
What the hell is she saying?
She says she's ready, sir.
All right.
♪ Presence of a law man Never bothered me ♪
[cow lowing]
[cattle lowing]
Tch-tch-tch-tch...
Sir?
Push em up the valley tomorrow,
then we'll bring in the next bunch.
Yes, sir.
[music]
[Right or Wrong by George Strait plays]
♪ Right or wrong I'll always love you ♪
♪ Though you're gone I can't forget ♪
♪ Right or wrong... ♪
Thank you, Gator.
Roast corn, smoked sausage, rib eyes.
Looks good.
- Some corn? - Sure.
- I'll have some corn. - Yeah.
- Thank you, sir. - Enjoy.
* In your heart Please just remember ♪
♪ Right or wrong I'm still in love with you ♪
You know...
I don't think she's accepting it.
She said it would embarrass Emmett to no end
if his death cast a shadow over this branding.
She's just as cowboy as he was. - Mm.
Who's that?
- Who? - Blonde.
Oh, that's my environmental advisor.
Ah. The one you pardoned from prison.
I didn't pardon her.
I just commuted her sentence to house arrest.
And that would be your house, right?
Yeah.
[chuckles]
John, there's politically incorrect
and then there's politically illiterate.
And you are the latter.
And, you know, somehow just immune to the consequences.
I just helped her out of a bad spot.
You know, I've noticed that there's never any ugly women
in bad spots around you.
Hm. Jealous?
- Maybe. A little. - [laughs]
Speaking of, I've been seeing Paul Finer.
And I just figured you should hear it from me
before you see it on the news. - The Secretary of Energy?
That fucking hypocrite?
Yeah, yeah, that's the one.
And we have differences in policy, but he's a good man.
He's a kind man.
Does he make you laugh?
Yes, he does.
Well, fuck, then it has a chance.
The President's gonna be in Helena tomorrow.
You know you should be, too.
Nah, I have nothing to say to that idiot.
Except when you're the governor of one of
the fifty United States,
and your Commander-in-Chief wants--
I'm branding calves.
If he wants to come see me, he comes out here.
Okay.
If you don't go to the meeting,
you know what kind of message that sends to the entire nation?
That's exactly what I'm thinking about, Lynelle.
[Watermelon Moonshine by Lainey Wilson plays]
* Drinking watermelon moonshine ♪
♪ Cut the burn With a little lime ♪
♪ Parkin' back in them Kudzu vines ♪
♪ I was his and every bit Of that boy was mine ♪
♪ Too young to know What love was ♪
You get something to eat?
Chuck wagons aren't really cooking with the vegan in mind.
But I did help Gator peel potatoes
until nine last night.
You can eat potatoes, then.
Eating potatoes was the plan until he put
a brick of butter and a coffee can of bacon grease in them.
[chuckles]
Yeah, Gator, he doesn't want anybody getting skinny
on his watch.
What did you, uh...
What did you think about today?
I though parts of it were beautiful,
and I thought parts of it were absolutely heartbreaking.
Yeah, then you and I saw it the same.
I'm guessing we agree on the beautiful parts,
but our heartbreaks are different.
I can promise you they are, Summer.
* Too young to know What love was ♪
♪ But we were learnin' On a sweet buzz ♪
♪ There's never nothing Like the first time ♪
♪ And mine's always Gonna taste like ♪
♪ Watermelon moonshine ♪
♪ About how we'd last forever ♪
♪ And that ain't what is does ♪
♪ Maybe we were drunk in love ♪
♪ Or maybe were were just... ♪
She's pretty damn good.
She's great.
She sure has her eyes on you.
How do you dance with a woman when she's the one
performing on the stage-- see, that's my problem.
* Watermelon moonshine ♪
[song ends] [applause]
[cheering, whistling]
Abby: Your turn.
Play one with my buddy over there?
Get on up.
- Thank you, darling. - Mm-hmm.
Thank you, guys.
Pretty handy, keeping a musician in your back pocket.
For moments just like this.
[Nobody Knows my Troubles by Ryan Bingham plays]
That was great.
* I've been Carrying my trouble ♪
♪ In this pack strapped To my shoulder ♪
Motherfucker can sing, can't he?
Sure won't sing like that for me.
* Everything I know, don't you Tell me 'bout my trouble ♪
You're so sensitive, baby.
- Say what? - Sensitive.
You are.
I'm the only one that knows about it.
[scoffs] God, I love that that's the thing that insults you.
* Way out west in New Mexico ♪
♪ Times are tough We had to let it go ♪
♪ We moved to town but they Couldn't move it out of me ♪
♪ Way down in my blood ♪
♪ Thicker than Anyone understood ♪
Want to dance?
Don't know... Don't know how.
What kind of cowboy don't know how to dance?
The kind that spends all his time cowboying.
I guess.
Okay, well, I know how.
I can teach you. [laughs]
What, you don't think a girl's got anything to teach a cowboy?
Come on.
Care to dance?
I don't know how to square dance or whatever they're doing.
It's, uh, two-stepping, only...
you can't really two-step in three inches of sand,
so you just sort of sway back and forth.
I'm fine.
Why don't you ask your milf senator?
Oh, shit.
You know, just once, I'd like to have
a simple relationship with a woman.
Find a simple woman.
Or stop sending seventy mixed signals.
I'm going to go dance with the senator.
* And I was born cowboy ♪
♪ Way out west in New Mexico ♪
♪ Times are tough We had to let it go ♪
♪ And moved to town but they Couldn't move it out of me ♪
♪ It was way down in my blood Thicker than anyone understood ♪
Care to dance?
I-I don't want to step on the inmate's toes.
The inmate rejected me.
* I was born a cowboy ♪
[scoffs]
Oh, God. Shit.
I herded a thousand cattle five miles over mountains
I can't wrangle one woman to the dance floor.
I wish there were two of you, John.
'Cause I would actually marry the one that's less charming
and more sensible.
[laughs]
Somewhere in there is a compliment.
No. Nowhere in there is a compliment.
* But it wouldn't Stay away from me ♪
♪ So I've been carrying My trouble ♪
♪ In this pack that's Strapped to my shoulder ♪
♪ Ever since I was a baby ♪
♪ I've been running from Everything I know ♪
♪ Don't you tell me Bout my trouble ♪
♪ 'Cause nobody knows About my trouble ♪
♪ Nobody knows About my trouble ♪
This ain't even got a little bit of a future.
* Check myself into The lost and found ♪
Probably not.
So...
It just goes till it doesn't.
- That's fair enough. - Okay.
[song ends] [cheering]
Gotta go back to work.
Don't you wander off.
Not going anywhere.
I'll play you a fun one.
[applause, cheering]
[Hold my Halo by Lainey Wilson plays]
* Lord knows it Ain't no crime ♪
♪ To leave a little Lipstick red on a Solo ♪
♪ Make a little mess Of my head on the Cuervo ♪
♪ I don't need no help, No I got this ♪
♪ Coming in hot as hell, Y'all watch this ♪
♪ Gonna tear up this town Like a drunk tornado ♪
♪ Light it up, Let it all go ♪
♪ Tell that angel inside Of me to hide her wings ♪
♪ And lay low ♪
♪ Hold my halo ♪
Well, we managed to accomplish absolutely nothing today.
Oh, I don't know about that. [laughs]
Male News Anchor: News has spread that Governor Dutton
will not be present tomorrow
when the President visits Helena
and addresses the State Assembly
as well as the Directors of all the regional National Parks.
The question is, why?
Pat Jennings has the answer.
For 139 years, Yellowstone Ranch cattle
have grazed these mountains
then gathered and brought here, for the annual branding
but one of the cowboys on this drive will not be coming home.
Local rancher and former Head of Montana Fish and Game
died in his sleep last night, somewhere in those mountains.
His wife was waiting for his return
only to be told by our governor that he will not be returning.
One cowboy took his last ride,
while another delivered the grim news
and offered all he had to offer: a shoulder to cry on.
Jane?
Well, some might question the governor's priorities,
but not this news anchor.
This news anchor believes our governor
is right where he belongs.
I swear, the man could fall in a pile of cow shit
and come up smelling like a rose.
I admit, he's hard to beat in a fair fight.
I don't think we can let him show up to the fight, Jamie.
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Next time on Yellowstone...
John: This is my favorite part.
Of everything we do, this is my favorite.
Found something you might want to see.
Your business plan, that's gonna be the end of us, Dad.
Sarah: The future of the cattle industry is no future.
Your state will be on the hook for around four billion dollars.
Sounds like an impeachable offense to me.
Yes it does.
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