Yellowstone

I need a favor.

- I'm not spending my last day here

watching you shop on Main Street.

I need your help.

Jamie.

I'm in trouble.

- Who's the father? - That's none of your business.

It is absolutely my business

No, it's my business!

What difference does it make?

Let me go figure this out.

Hi. Are you Ellen?

I am.

We spoke on the phone.

You're white.

There's a Planned Parenthood in Billings.

Take her there. - I can't.

Everyone will know.

- It's anonymous. Nobody will know.

Everyone will know.

Listen.

You don't want to do this here.

A requirement of patients receiving an abortion

at this clinic is sterilization.

Understood.

Is it okay?

Yeah. It's okay.

Where've you been?

Went to town.

Did you get the test?

- Yeah. It was negative.

Why do you look so sad?

We shouldn't do this anymore.

You okay?

Bad dream.

Bad memory.

Hm. Those are worse.

Yeah.

You wanna talk?

No.

Not this one.

Hey.

Tell me anyway.

- I've made two decisions in my life based on fear.

And they cost me everything.

- Hey. Not everything.

Repeat after me

I do solemnly swear that I will support,

protect, and uphold the Constitution

of the United States

and the Constitution of the State of Montana.

- I do solemnly swear that I will support, protect,

and uphold the Constitution of the United States

and the Constitution of the State of Montana.

- And that I will discharge the duties

of my office with fidelity, so help me God.

- And that I will discharge the duties

of my office with fidelity, so help me God.

Say that last part again.

Um...

And that I will discharge the duties

of my office with Fidelity.

So help you, God.

So help me God.

- Congratulations. - Thank you.

- Congratulations, Jamie. - Thank you.

- He's all yours, now. - Mm-hmm.

- We took the long way to get here, but here we are.

Here we are.

Thank God.

I'll help you with your transition

then I'm playing golf for a year.

Well, thank you, Governor.

Thank your father.

I know why I'm here.

And it wasn't him.

- Come on. I'll show you your office.

Sheriff Haskell, line one.

Yeah?

- You know Boyd Nelson, out toward Emigrant?

- I know of him. - Committed suicide.

Meet me at his ranch.

- What's that got to do with my office?

You'll see.

He leave a note?

Sort of.

Son of a bitch.

He's got kids, don't he?

He's got two of them.

Bank take those, too?

- Well, soon as the Medical Examiner

releases a death certificate, Kayce,

bank takes everything.

- Can't take them if they're not here.

What if we round them up,

and take them down to Billings and put them in a sale?

Give those kids some sort of chance at life.

Is that legal?

Hell, no, it's ain't legal.

And I'm not so sure that violating probate law

should be your first act as Livestock Commissioner, either.

Yeah.

What if it was, though, where would you stand on it?

- He was my cousin, Kayce. That's where I stand.

If you wanna do it I'll look away,

but if the bank finds out you are up to your neck in trouble.

I need to talk to my father.

All right.

Do we have to go?

- Yeah, your dad's gotta work in the city.

The city sucks ass.

Sucks what?

Hey, where are you learning this stuff?

- Jesus, look at the size of that fucking spider.

That is a big-ass toad.

- Shit, you could saddle that sumbitch,

and ride his fucking ass back to the barn.

Well, I think I know.

Hey, Rip, can you leave our tent up?

I want to get Tate out here as much as I can this summer.

Yes, ma'am, I can do that.

- Thanks. - Um-hum.

These are the last ones.

- Jake, Ethan, get them pack horses back.

Lloyd, find something gentle for them two.

- Tater, let's saddle that yellow horse

and the white horse.

- Ryan, Colby? We're running the fence.

- You've become a very difficult man to get a hold of.

- Yeah, well, I have this new rule

I only carry my phone in places with no service.

Otherwise that son of a bitch stays on the kitchen counter.

Well, I envy you that luxury.

I thought it was time we discuss our new problem.

Yeah.

Doesn't seem to be going away on its own, does it?

Not this one.

- The FAA has approved a portion of your land

as the airport location, as I'm sure you're aware.

The state will make an offer and after you refuse...

- The Attorney General handles eminent domain cases

for the state,

and I'm not concerned with that office anymore.

It's the Governor's decision.

- I'm not worried about that office either.

It's four thousand jobs, John.

In a state where that makes a difference.

Not supporting this will cost her the office.

- Well, I'm surprised you're against it, Tom.

An airport right down the street from your casino,

I'm no hotel manager, but that sounds like

a good thing to me.

- I have some ownership issues with the casino property.

- Well, I'm not going to help you with the problem

that prevents you from building a casino.

I don't want a casino any more than I want an airport.

- I don't really want another casino either.

It's an insulting and wickedly ironic

revenue stream for an Indian Nation.

It is a means to an end

and that end is this valley looking like it did

before a white man stepped foot on it.

We want the same thing for very different reasons.

And we can have our fight later,

but we'll have nothing to fight over if they build a city here.

- Well, I agree with you on that.

- You know my business background.

It's never one fight

that determines if a project moves forward.

It's an accumulation of fights.

Corporations hate "complicated".

And they need to see a return.

They have the money. They have the manpower.

They have the influence and the reach,

but the one thing corporations never have

is time.

It's their only enemy.

And that's how we beat them.

We give them a dozen things that take time.

Now, I have someone with a reputation

of finding those things.

And she is merciless when she's found them.

- Well... I have one of those, too.

I'm aware.

That's why I'm here. I think they should meet.

Put their heads together.

Then who knows what mischief they'll come up with together.

I'm just warning you

this genie does not go back in the bottle.

Neither does mine.

Get in front of the trader.

Right. Wait.

I'm watching.

Now. Three hundred-thousand at one thirty-five.

Tell me when he takes.

Short my fucking stock...

Bought? Yes!

Take that you little red-headed shit.

Ahh...

Yeah.