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Kayce?

Kayce!

Baby, go to the bunkhouse now.

- Kayce? What's happening? - Monica!

Now! Into the bunkhouse. Right now.

- Tate? - Mom, what happened?

- What happened? - We gotta go, turn around.

Get down! Stay down!

- Jesus Christ. - Get down!

Rip? Get everyone back to the ranch.

- Someone just... - Your dad's been shot.

- Where? - Every-fucking-where, Kayce.

Listen, I want you to look for a blue two-tone van

headed northbound on 540. You understand?

- How bad is he? - I'm an hour from the hospital.

He ain't got a fucking hour, Kayce.

Fuck! Send me your location, and I'll send a CARE flight.

Let's do Hemet's pasture on 89.

Tell the chopper I'll fucking be there, you got me?

We're looking for a blue two-tone van.

Going north on 540.

Give me a CARE flight to Hemet's Pasture.

- Hemet's Pasture, now. - Kayce.

I need you two units to stay here, you come with me!

Can I have one of those?

I'm gonna need a light.

Tate?

Ah!

Come here. Come on.

Let's go.

There's a man in the house.

Get to the bunkhouse.

What's happening?

I don't know. Just get to the bunkhouse.

Come on, Tate.

Dispatch, we're eastbound Mill Creek road, on 540.

Advise MHP, send every available unit.

Where the fuck are you hiding?

Third one back. Blue van!

Kayce, you can't do this here.

There's too many goddamn people.

Kayce, there's too many people.

Kayce!

Kayce, red Honda!

Hold your position!

Kayce, you good?

- Kayce! - Kayce!

Officer down! We got an officer down! Multiple GSW!

Code 3, my location.

There you are.

Mr. Wheeler, this is Care flight seven...

Yeah, I know, I see you. I'm coming around right now.

Don't you die on me. John, don't you die on me now.

Not like this. You hear me?

Fuck!

Tate, get behind me, now.

Jimmy?

Jimmy?

Jimmy!

Jimmy! Jimmy!

Oh, no, no, no, no.

Oh, my God!

I got two guarding the house.

Yeah? How's Ethan?

He'll be all right, Teeter took him to the vet.

Where are the bodies at?

In my truck.

Well, get fuckin' rid of 'em, Lloyd.

What's burning?

Sorry, Rip, I just...

Didn't have the heart to tell ya.

Let's go.

- Indians. - Yeah.

Why aren't they on the reservation?

I don't know.

Do you know the way home?

All right. Stay here.

What do we do?

We do what he said. We stay here.

What do they want?

I don't know.

But they got a man at their camp who speaks English.

Do you trust them?

Son, I don't trust anyone.

Till they've earned it.

Y'all stay close to me.

This your land now?

It is.

Used to be ours.

I'm not the one that took it from you.

Doesn't matter. Still got took.

You here to try to take it back?

Here to ask a favor.

Ask.

My father was born here.

This is where he'd like to rest.

So you want to bury him here?

I want to put him in that tree.

Where the wolves won't dig him up,

and he won't spend the spring in the mud.

Where relatives can come visit.

He could find peace in that tree...

A long time ago.

Now there is no peace.

Maybe you sell this land or lose it to a bank.

Then someone finds this tree and scatters his bones.

Steals his sacreds.

Then he has no peace forever.

So...

I will bury him here if you'll let me.

I'll let you.

Where do you want to bury him?

Someplace no one finds him.

You included.

It's a long ride from the reservation.

Mm.

Eight sleeps.

- These horses look hungry. - They are.

You look hungry too.

I'm used to being hungry.

Yeah.

It's been a hard winter.

All winters are hard.

This one...

This one is punishment.

Your horses can graze here

while you choose a spot for your father.

I'll leave you a beef.

Your family can graze, too.

Thank you.

Boys...

Let's push these cattle out of here.

Cut out a steer for 'em, all right?

I'm sorry for you being punished.

We are, too.

Come on.

Ya! Ya.

Let's go, boys.

Let's go, boys.

That's a disconnect code.

- Dietician's in there? - No one's in there.

Oh my God.

Oh my God, no.

What is... What is today?

Thursday.

The month?

August.

You need to lay down.

Been laying down long enough.

We have a code three. 422 I.C.U.

- What's a code three? - You are.

I'm not asking.

Daddy.

What happened to you?

Same thing that happened to you.

Who else did it happen to?

Happened to all of us.

Mr. Dutton, we need to get you back to bed.

Who did we lose?

Define lose, Daddy.

- Who did we lose? - Get me some Persantine.

All right, Mr. Dutton, we're going to sit you down.

Can I see your right hand?

Got to put this back in, okay?

Mr. Dutton, count back from a hundred for me, okay?

- What? - 99.

What are you doing? No, Dad. No! What are you doing?

You tell me he'll never wake up

and when he does you put him back to fucking sleep?

If he has a blood clot, and I can promise you he does...

- Get your fucking hands off me! - Movement can dislodge it

and send it into his heart and then he woke up for nothing.

- Let me do my... Let me do my job. - Daddy!

Keep her out here until I say otherwise.

What happened to your face?

What happened to yours, you insensitive little fuck?

Nothing happened to mine.

Yeah? You should go find a mirror.

My dad's dying.

So is mine.

What's killing yours?

Heroin.

What's killing yours?

21st century.

You mean like... time?

Yeah, something like that.

How does time kill?

With my family...

It sort of takes the kitchen sink approach.

Don't know what that means.

You need to study harder in school, kid.

I dropped out of school.

Why'd you do that?

Cause... Fuck it.