Outer Range

Tell me you did not drive through my gate.

Tell me that, please. I heard what's been going on.

You've lost your damn minds.

Good God, look at you, Billy. You're a mess.

- Just hand on a second... - Boys, come on now.

It's late and you're drunk.

And before you do anything else stupid, I think you ought

to just go home and wait for your brother there, all right?

- Where's Rhett and Perry? I... - I don't want to hear it!

Now go home and cool off. I can't believe

I haven't even heard an apology yet.

- Sorry, Mrs. Abbott. - Thank you, Billy.

See, Luke? Be smart.

Follow your brother's lead here, and we'll talk later.

Okay? Good night. God bless.

All right. Where's your father?

I'm-a go get a shirt.

What happened to your leg?

Don't worry about that.

- You're bleeding. - I'm fine.

All right, then. Where's the body?

Don't tell me that. I don't want to know that.

If this all goes to shit, it's on me, too, pal.

If it does come to that, I'm taking all the blame.

Perry, stop.

We are all in this.

Okay, Royal, look...

you tell us everything you think we need to know.

It's gone.

The body's gone. That's all there is to know.

- Is it on our land? - It's gone.

So, what's next?

We get back to work, that's what's next.

- Dad. - This ranch needs to be business as usual.

So, what, just act like all this never happened?

You want to tell me what else there is to do?

Well, first off, there's that woman on our land.

What woman? What woman, Royal?

There's a hippie chick camping on the west pasture.

- Since when? - Since recently. - Since last week.

- Jesus Christ. - When were you gonna

tell me about this?

- Look... - If she saw something...

- She didn't. - How do you know that?

I need you all to trust me.

- Is she still out there? - N-No. I'll find her.

You get her off this land as soon as possible.

But hold on, we need to know

if she saw something.

We need to find her, talk to her.

I'll find her, okay? I'll figure it out.

Yeah, you done better had, pal.

What about traces of anything else?

- Like what? - Like your shirt. Oh, my God.

I told you I don't know where my shirt is.

You sure about that?

What do you mean, am I sure about that?

Do not get snippy with your father.

If you're asking us to go all in on this,

then we got to be on the same page.

What are you talking about?

Your-your leg's bleeding.

Well, I'm all right, hon.

Why is his leg bleeding?

Amy, could you give us a minute?

- Look, hon... - I have to eat breakfast

before I go to school.

Was it Luke or Billy?

- Huh? - That shot you.

Mm, it was Luke.

But you're telling me he didn't see you?

No. Got lucky.

Fired one off in the dark.

You think we'll be forgiven for this?

Fixing to find out.

Rose, honey, eat your breakfast.

Who on earth keeps dinging you?

Luke Tillerson, asking if we've seen Trevor.

Mm.

Should've never given that family my cell.

Attaboy, Fred!

Hey, Rhett, how you doing?

Sheriff Joy.

Shit.

Come on.

It's a buckle.

It's Trevor's.

Found it behind the roadhouse the last night we saw him.

All right.

- And that was when? - Sunday.

What do you want me to do with this?

Investigate.

Look, there's blood right there.

You know damn well that could be anything.

- And as sheriff, I can't... - Acting sheriff.

Sorry, that's just... that's your official title, right?

Since Burt died?

Yeah. The point is,

I can't admit this as evidence, Luke, you just handed it to me.

I get that you're worried,

but would I be right in assuming this ain't the first time

Trev's gone missing for a day or two?

Trust me.

We'll keep our eye on it.

I hear you're running against Trudy Cole for sheriff.

I'd say he's running against me.

That guy's got some fans in Lander.

Should be a good race.

Mm.

- When's the vote? - 28 days.

Never been an Indian sheriff before.

Or a gay one.

Well, it's about time.

Why don't you let us know how we can help?

And, uh, I'm sorry to bother you about this Trevor stuff.

You know, we're just real worried about him,

that's all.

I tell you what.

Let me bring this down to the office.

You mind if I take this with me?

No. It's all yours.

- Hi. - Hi.

Is there any change we can chat somewhere else?

Uh... I don't know. I don't have a break for another hour.

Okay.

Okay what?

I'll wait.

Here? At the bank?

Yeah, or, you know, wherever.

Meet me at the diner across the street.

Okay.

That was it,

until I saw my dad win the rodeo.

Ever since then, I knew.

Didn't want to do anything but ride bulls.

Congratulations, by the way.

- On what? - On moving forward.

The guy that placed higher than you was DQ'd for drugs.

You're riding next week.

What?

Are you serious?

Been on another planet or something?

No, uh, um...

Just been a lot going on.

Hey, do you want to get dinner with me?

- Um... - I mean, not tonight. Just whenever.

- Or tonight, if you want to tonight. - Wait, are you asking me out?

- Sí. Yeah. - Oh, you speak Spanish now?

Pero es sólo poquito.

Mm.

Está bien.

Voy ir a cenar contigo.

Pero te advierto que usualmente no salgo con güeros como tú.

Vas a tender que echarle muchos huevos.

¿Entendiste?

I didn't understand that at all...

...but, um, how about... how about tomorrow?

Yeah. Tomorrow works.

Is that what you wanted to talk about?

No, it was something else.

The other night,

I'm not too proud of what I did to Trevor.

You mean the fight? It's all right.

I never liked that guy much, anyway.

No, it's just...

Well, you know the Tillersons.

If you wouldn't mind, keep that quiet.

You got it.

Hello?

Hey. 600 acres?

Some snake of a lawyer for the Tillersons

- just called and told me. - I know. I know.

Well, why is this the first I'm hearing about it?

A lot's been going on around here,

in case you haven't noticed. We got bigger fish to fry.

Oh, I'd say half our west pasture is

a pretty damn big fish.

Where are you going?

Go see Todd Barney.

Hey, hey. Take Perry with you.

No, he's got to work.

No, what he needs is his father.

Now, I-I don't know if he can shake this, Royal.

Please, just try and help him.

Can't bear to see him like this.

- All right. - Okay.

It was an accident.

Both of you were drunk.

Got in a fight. Went too far.

It was an accident, right?

I stopped believing in accidents.

You talking about Rebecca?

I'm talking about fate.

Fate.

Yeah.

What about it?

Is that how you think the world works?

I don't know how the world works.

So this here's your ranch.

Rights assigned in 1878.