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Ingrid.
Ingrid.
Ingrid!
Dinner's ready.
Ingrid!
Ingrid!
Ingrid!
Babe, this isn't funny.
Ingrid!
Ingrid!
Holy shit!
Hey!
Hey.
Yeah.
I thought you're off today.
No, tomorrow.
It's getting worse.
I saw the weather.
It's getting bad out there.
You may need to stay at my place.
Yeah, I drove off the pass and it snowed over again.
The snowplows just went through at like 2:00 a.m.
Yeah, it seems to be blowing too hard.
I don't think I'm gonna make it back to the rest today.
Like I said, you can stay in my place.
Maybe.
Okay.
Only if you want.
I want.
Well, I made you coffee.
Are we out of a spoon, look?
So, where's Tom?
I don't know, I've been trying to reach him,
but I can't get a hold of his cell or his radio.
I think the storm's blocking the signal.
Yeah, my cell is down, too.
And the damn radio's useless.
Why, what's wrong?
I saw something on the road today,
and I wanted to talk to him about it.
You can tell me.
No.
I'll wait for Tom.
Then I can tell you both at the same time.
Suit yourself.
Patience is not one of your virtues.
No, it's not.
And I think I've proven that.
Besides, how long have we been dating?
Maybe that's what I like about you.
Speak of the devil.
Morning.
I thought you were off today?
Morning.
No, tomorrow.
We're out of Splenda?
I'm gonna get fat.
Just drink it without it.
Not hardly.
Oh hey, Flower wants to talk to you.
What about?
I saw something in the road on the way here.
No?
A dead elk in the road.
Poachers?
No, not a man-kill, a predator-kill.
Well, in this kind of weather,
there's gonna be a wolf around.
- A mountain lion? - Yeah.
I thought the same
before I got out of the truck to move the elk.
I checked the carcass.
It was still warm.
What time was this?
About an hour or so ago.
Up on the pass?
About five miles up.
Out by Old Mose.
It was a little creepy.
I was sure that the mountain lion
or the wolf was nearby.
And then I saw this.
Can you text me that?
Why isn't it hibernating?
It's the dead of winter.
Stony.
Blizzard warning this morning.
Say it again.
Stony.
Maggie.
Stony.
Stony!
Maggie!
I don't have a signal.
Stony, can you hear me?
You gotta get out here.
I just saw.
Are you sure?
Olivia also Madison, you have winds
that are gusting over 20 miles per hour.
What?
We have a dead body,
Ingrid's place up on the mountain.
How?
Maggie just called it in.
Shit.
We have breakfast.
Although it feels cold in Chayene,
look at what's happening.
Stony, check the cabin.
- Flower, stay with me. - Right here.
Flower, stay with me.
Oh, my God.
Only a white would be out in a blizzard like this.
We got some customers for you.
I'm gonna kill Tom for talking me
into running for coroner.
Who else, man?
There's not another funeral home for 300 miles.
Is that Tom in there, sitting warm and cozy
while you stand out in negative 40 degrees?
That's him.
Some boss you have.
Yeah.
Will you open up the back porch?
Thanks, man.
It will take a couple of days for the bodies to thaw.
I'll put them in the cooler until we can examine them.
At this point, can you tell
if it's a wolf or a lion or a bear?
Not at this point.
Flower found a track.
And a bear sign at least 14 feet up on a tree.
Well, you've got anecdotal evidence
it's a bear, likely a big one.
I'll be able to confirm this once the bodies thaw.
They're too frozen for me to do anything now.
Okay.
I do have one big question though.
What's that?
If it is a bear, why isn't it hibernating?
And if it isn't hibernating,
why is it killing and not eating what it kills?
Warning this morning for seven portions,
You can just draw a line between I 94 and I 90
right in the middle, that's the spot that you wanna avoid.
All the way through Chicago,
push through Northern Ohio into western
Minus 50.
That should be cold enough
to send our bear back to his cave.
Yeah, Night horse got me thinking.
Bears only kill to protector their feet.
So, why did it kill the antelope on the road
in Breedan route, but it didn't eat 'em?
I got coffee.
Thanks.
Still no Splenda?
No.
So, what would make the bear wake up
from the deep sleep of hibernation anyway?
Maybe he didn't sleep.
It's February, it's been winter for four months.
Well, we're not gonna learn anything tonight.
Let's go ahead and turn in.
I'll take the couch.
Flower, you can take the cotton cell
and you can sleep
In the other cotton cell.
No, you can sleep in the chair in the other room.
Okay, Tom.
I can take the other bunk.
If he bugs me, I'll.
You could easily get frostbite.
Let's talk about this bomb cycle.
Hey, are you awake?
Yeah, I am.
Yeah, I'm exhausted,
but I can't sleep.
Is it the bear?
Yeah.
I don't know.
No, I think it's being here with you.
Having some fantasies, are we?
A little jail sex in a wild night?
I mean, now that you've mentioned.
You're gonna reduce me to that?
To what?
Your fuck buddy you'll just put out whenever?
You really think I'm that guy?
You're a man, aren't you?
And you're a white man.
Ouch.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that.
It's just, isn't it a little typical of you, Stony?
Sorry, I wasn't trying to hurt your feelings.
I know you weren't.
The problem is I like you,
so that makes this all even harder.
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