(MUSIC PLAYING)
Falling down on me
Before you taste the rage
Teeter!
Bind me down
I'm a book not a page
Is it bad?
Lend me your dreams
Here's a wing for my pay
When the shoe's on the other foot
You ain't got much to say
Come on. Shh, shh.
I know, I know.
When we get back,
the doctor, he'll fix you up just right.
(PANTING)
Thank you.
You're welcome.
None of your prophecies
That wasn't so bad, was it?
No. Not too bad at all.
You should've fucked me while I still had a face
but that's all right, we'll work on yer timin'.
So it's time for you the shed your snake eyes
It's time for you to go
Lay on the table the rest of your lives
Where I belong
It's time for you to go
(SCATTERED APPLAUSE)
Can I get some water, please?
That song you just sang.
What was it about?
Well... I reckon it's about death.
You know death?
Kind of a expert on it.
You look like you're kind of a expert on it too.
Pretty much.
Well... Then that last song was for you.
Where you headed?
Headin' home.
Where's that?
Ain't picked tonight's home yet.
Can I pick it for you?
I think up on that stage is about as good as I get.
I'm afraid I ain't got much left to give.
I'll do the giving.
If I weren't such miserable fucking company,
I'd damn sure take you up on that.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(GRUNTS)
(THEME MUSIC PLAYING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Them old men
At the feed store spitting snuff
Say it's never been this tough
If they were me, they'd move to town
They say there ain't no use in trying
They think our way of life is dying
Go ahead and carve the headstone, boys
And write your eulogy
That's how you make a fucking biscuit.
And plan yourselves a funeral
But don't be expecting me
'Cause as long as I'm still breathing
And my blood's flowing red
Our way of life ain't dead
Oh...
- What's wrong? - Just sore.
Every muscle. Every one of them.
I know the feeling.
I felt like that after every op for ten years.
Didn't get used to it?
Little bit. But you don't need to get used to it
'cause you're never gonna pull that shit ever again. Right?
No, I got that out of my system.
Well, the best cure for the soreness is sleep.
So, why don't you just go back to bed, baby?
No, I gotta take Tate school shopping.
Tonight is a meet the teacher night,
I want you to be there.
I don't know anyone in this valley
and I don't want to be there by myself.
You shouldn't go at all.
We should home school him.
Everything he needs to learn is right here.
And why do we send him to school
when the best teacher in the whole state is his mother?
Because his mother's got classes of her own.
I'm not ready to give up my career yet.
I'm not asking you to.
But if his future is running this place,
then this is all he needs to be studying.
And who's going to teach him that, you?
My dad.
Hell, he's got nothing else going on. He's got us running everything.
That's what grandpas are for, right?
Yeah, I don't think your father and I share the same parenting values.
He never spanked me once.
No. Just burned his brand into you.
He was different then.
So was I.
I see it different now.
I understand it.
Well, I'll never understand it.
And you gotta promise me something, baby.
Promise me you'll see that for what it was.
Don't ever see it different.
Promise.
I promise.
(EXHALES)
Yeah, fuck it. I'm going back to bed.
What time is this meet the parent deal?
Doesn't matter.
'Cause we're not going.
The lessons he learns on this ranch,
no school could ever teach.
(GROANS)
I'll talk to your father about it.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Ow.
Got a minute?
For what?
Rip's got something he needs to show you.
Is it bad?
Couldn't be much worse.
He's out at the New Barn.
Jump in. I'll drive you down.
Nah, I think this is between you and him.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
What's going on?
Found something that you forgot to get rid of.
What's that?
Where was he?
Singing in a fucking bar in Dillon.
We need to know who he told and what, Kayce.
And then I got to put that problem in the ground.
But before I do that, you're going to tell me
why the fuck that problem is still breathing.
You'll never meet a man who's killed more men than me.
But I ain't never murdered one.
I never will.
Just bring him into the barn.
(EXHALES)
All right, let's go. Get out.
Why don't you stick around, Rip?
Let's just figure this all out right now.
Back at this fucking place. Go figure.
- You gave me your word. - I kept it. I ain't said shit.
You said you were going to leave the state and never come back.
Here you are.
I'm on parole, Kayce.
I gotta check in every couple weeks
or else I'm just running for the rest of my fucking life.
What happens when you get in your next bar fight, Walker?
The police got you up against the wall
and the only thing that you can trade for
your fucking freedom is us?
Ever think about that, Kayce?
Want your job back, Walker?
Hell, no.
This motherfucker trying to crack my skull every time I turn around?
I'm trying to find a way out for you.
You gotta help me, here.
So do you.
Kayce, I got no problem with a man that does what he's told.
But he won't.
Nah. He's gotta give us something as good as he knows.
You want something you can hold over my head?
You're gonna have to prove yourself, Walker.
Once you do, the choice to stay or leave is up to you.
Beats dying.
As far as I see it, that's the only other option right now.
This fucking place.
It's a magnet for everything wrong in this fucking world.
Well, it drew you back.
What's wrong with you?
(MUSIC PLAYING)
I ain't gonna offer it again.
(DOORBELL RINGS)
Door's open. Come on in.
Pardon the way I'm dressed. Just finished my yoga.
In a robe?
Do it naked.
Clothing restricts the body's natural movement.
It'd be a better world if we went about our days
just the way God made us.
Have a seat.
(SIGHS)
So how's it going?
We've been pushing them pretty hard.
Good. Keep pushing.
I ain't trying to go back to prison
and I ain't trying to get killed.
Everything you've done has been justified:
they harassed our livestock and you ran them off.
That's the way this will play out in a court of law.
Now keep pushing until he does something else
we can use in court.
I'm going to bring some more men on.
I don't want a dozen of his wranglers dragging me through the sagebrush.
Bring on whoever you like,
but somebody had better get drug through the sagebrush.
We can't sue for damages if there aren't any damages.
You don't know John Dutton like I do.
That's why the job pays so well.
So keep poking him till that son of a bitch
does something he can't take back.
Let's go.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
What the fuck happened?
Those dude-string cowboys.
(SIGHS) Let me look at you.
She needs a doctor.
Okay, come on. Give her to me.
They ran us down on horses. Tried to trample us to death.
Lloyd, call the vet.
(EXHALES)
Sorry, sir. You're not eating breakfast?
No, I slept in today.
For the last time, I got a feeling.
Can I have some Choco Chimps?
Yeah, sure.
That sounds pretty good.
How about two of those, Gator?
You don't want some tasty bacon or I got...
No, I think Choco Chimps this morning.
Seems I'm not the only one sleeping in these days.
My alarm didn't go off.
And why... Why are you setting an alarm?
My mom's my alarm.
She goes off at 6:00 a.m. whether I like it or not.
Today, she slept in.
God, I love summer.
I do, too.
I hate for it to end.
Yeah.
- This is, for the record... - It's going to be fine, Gator.
- Milk? - Just a little.
Can I finish my breakfast?
It's important.
I thought you were at work.
Hey.
Do me a favor, today, buddy, and stay inside, okay?
Inside the house?
Yeah, just... Watch a movie or something.
I'm going to finish my breakfast, then I'll be down.
Meet me at the barn.
Something's wrong.
Looks that way.
Hey, it's gonna get soggy.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
That bad, huh?
Could have been worse, but not much.
And it takes rifles to fix?
It might.
Let's go outside.
- When did that drifter wander back? - This morning.
- He involved in this? - It's two separate things.
What happened to them?
Your friend Wade Morrow's what happened to them, sir.
He ran them down.
On our side of the fence.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Boys are pretty hot. They want to go after them.
He's been goading our ass ever since he got here.
He's been goading me pretty good, too.
That piece of shit is a bully and a coward,
but he ain't stupid.
His job ain't riding tourists by buffalo.
This is what he was hired to do.
Well, sir, what do you want to do?
Can't call the sheriff.
No, they've already thought about that
and already have a reason or an excuse or an alibi.
We got to do something.
I have more reason than anyone to go after that piece of shit.
You don't send them off half-cocked.
You be smart about this.
You figure out a plan that works,
and you take that trash to the fucking train station.
Yes, sir.
Rip.
That son of a bitch has something that belongs to me
and I want it back.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Miss Dutton, there's, um...
That's my desk.
Not anymore. It's my desk now.
My computer. My office furniture.
My office.
What's that saying cowboys use,
"fuck with the bull and you get the horns."
Well, you fucked with the bull.
I bet you practiced saying that in front of the mirror.
For an hour. I prepare for everything.
I anticipate every possible outcome.
And I would have expected the same from you,
but if you had given this any thought,
you would have known every possible outcome
leads to me sitting right here.
When you find yourself standing on the wall
of the Alamo, Willa, the outcome has already been decided.
The only thing left to do is to kill as much as you can
before they kill you.
I respect that.
And you certainly got your kills.
You little bitch.
Cost my shareholders billions.
But now, as a result, my shareholders
are majority owners of Schwartz and Meyer.
And you, you're fired.
So thank you for all that land around your father's ranch.
We have big plans for this valley.
And after the sting of this fades, you should give me a call.
You could do very well working for me.
When all this is over...
I'm gonna hang your diploma above my toilet
in my guest house.
You have my word.
Like I said, you gotta let the sting fade.
Then we'll talk.
The sting never fades with me.
It is a painful lesson.
And one you're about to learn.
I really like her.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(KNOCKING)
(SAW BUZZING)
JAMIE: Excuse me.
Excuse me.
Are you Garrett Randall?
Who wants to know?
The attorney general of Montana.
That who you work for?
That's who I am.
What do you want with me?
I just want to look at you.
See if I recognize anything in myself.
Michael?
That's not my name anymore.
Well, that might not be what you call yourself
but that's your name.
Let me look at you.
You got your mother's eyes.
Don't you mention the woman you killed to me.
I see, you got it all figured out, huh?
You... You know the score.
Your mother and I were strung out on so much shit.
I'd lie there some times, I'd stare up at the ceiling
and think the son of a bitch was melting on top of me.
But at one time, we had hope.
We dreamed about a future.
Those goddam drugs took it all away from us, so...
Why did you do it?
You don't need to know that.
Yes, I do. I need it.
For my soul.
To understand who the hell I am!
You wanna know who the hell you are?
Your mother sold her body for drugs and I killed her for it.
That's who you are.
That's where you come from.
Look what you've made of yourself.
See, there was good in your mother at one time.
Good. There's good in her, good in me, too.
Thank God those are the parts of us that he gave to you.
I'd say I'm sorry, but if things hadn't happened
the way they did, you'd be dead,
you'd be in prison or you'd be welding pipe fence with me.
You got put on the road you belong on.
You stay on it, son.
John Dutton never should have told you.
He didn't.
I found out myself.
Oh, well, that's a shame.
Now you're gonna want to know me.
I've killed everything I ever loved and everything that ever loved me.
You don't want to know me... Son.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
MICHAEL: I need to.
I've never known who I was. (SNIFFS)
I've never felt like I was whole.
I need to know you.
Or I will never know myself.
You want some coffee?
Sure.
Come on.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
- Hey. - Hey.
You need to go.
Jimmy, what happened?
Can't really talk about it.
Okay, we're headed to the rodeo in Pocatello, then Ogden.
I'll just call you when we swing by this way.
Where'd you come from?
Nowhere.
Life just likes to hunt up fucking trouble.
Throw it at me.
(CHUCKLES) A poet.
All right, let's go.
All right, get up, let's go.
Don't do anything stupid.
Y'all need to stay clear of here for a little while.
You understand that? Yeah, I got the memo.
All right, Jimmy, let's go.
You, okay, let's go.
Hey.
You don't have to come.
Oh, no. I wouldn't miss this for the fucking world.
Yeah?
(MUSIC PLAYING)
This place is losing its luster to me.
I don't know, I think there might be a little luster left.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
MAN 1: They're sure slow to get the message.
MAN 2: Maybe we ought to get the boys up here
before we mess with these assholes any more.
It's one fucking guy.
You know, we're getting paid to stir trouble, let's stir some.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(KISSES)
Shit! Clint, turn back!
I'll shoot every one of you sons of bitches!
(GUNSHOTS)
(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
You got off easy, you piece of shit.
Feels wrong, sitting here eating dinner
when we should be down there dealing with...
Kayce.
Dealing with what?
How was your day, honey?
I got fired.
I guess we won't talk about that either.
Let's just continue with the illusion
that we're one big, happy family.
That's exactly what this family is.
Well, that's exactly what it was.
I don't know what the fuck to call it anymore.
That's it. That's fucking it.
No, please.
Allow me.
Come on, Tate. Let's go.
And that's why we don't talk about
business at the dinner table.
Won't do it again.
I'll go check on Tate.
You do that.
(GROANING)
Let's go, Jay, keep his ass moving.
(GRUNTING)
Come on. Come on.
I need a name.
What name?
The motherfuckers that hired you.
I'm not gonna ask you again.
I'm just gonna start cutting shit off of you.
Named Roarke.
Market Equity son of a bitch.
- Let me down. - Why would I do that?
I'm gonna kill you, you son of a bitch.
But before I do, I'm gonna take something back.
You don't deserve to wear this fucking brand.
Walker, over here.
This is your last chance.
You prove yourself and you have our trust.
You turn your back on me now
and I'm gonna take something from you, too.
Mister, I don't know you.
But if you're wearing that brand, you must be a bad man.
And if these motherfuckers want it back,
you must be even worse.
Karma comes in all shapes and sizes.
Looks like it's me today.
Y'all best hold him.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(SCREAMING)
All right.
(GROANING)
You all wanted revenge. Well, now you got it.
But there's a price to pay for revenge.
Now you gotta pay it.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(DOOR OPENS)
They're all fine.
Sorry to, uh...
To bring that up at the dinner table.
Well, there shouldn't be things like that to discuss
in the first place, but that's life.
In case you haven't noticed, it is cruel and uncaring.
You can't reason with evil, son.
Evil wants what it wants and won't stop
until it's won or you kill it.
The only way to kill it is to be meaner than evil.
That's going to be your last lesson, son:
how to be meaner than evil
and still love your family.
And still enjoy a sunrise.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(GRUNTS)
Why y'all dump them here?
'Cause no one lives within a hundred miles.
It's a county with no people, no sheriff,
and no twelve jurors of your peers.
So how many people y'all dumped out there?
Everyone from three states around
dump their secrets off that cliff.
You want to know how the west was won?
The skeletons at the bottom of that canyon is how.
Now all you gotta do is figure out how to not be one of them.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Teeter.
You ready?
(MUSIC PLAYING)