AC/DC Live '77

I can't tell anything from this.

- Where were you standing? - I was standing right over there.

- Any shell casings? - Looked, didn't find anything

'cause I don't think he was standing there.

Rip.

Get my rifle.

Here you go.

- You were standing? - No. No, I was kneeling.

- You sure you were here? - I'm sure, sir.

Give it to me.

Give it to me.

Just forgot you picked this up, Sheriff?

- That's evidence. - Where'd you find it?

This time no bullshit.

Where he said.

Right where Rip said.

Say it's about 15 yards.

- Pretty damn close. - Shit, close enough for me.

That is self defense, Sheriff.

I have no idea why

you'd want to go ahead and disguise that.

I forgot I picked it up, okay?

- Jesus Christ. - Gentlemen.

Look at me.

- What the hell are you up to? - I ain't up to shit.

Now that shell casing may get him off the hook with Fish and Wildlife,

but I just pulled two dead bodies out of that canyon

and I ain't taking your muscle's word about what happened.

Heard you got a membership at the sporting club.

How much that cost you on a sheriff's salary?

Yeah, well, it ain't cheap, John.

I'm starting a list, Donnie.

You just made your way on it.

The whole county's turning on me, Rip.

The whole fucking place.

Ugh.

Who the fuck are you?

Oh, I'm...

Ah, clean your mouth for crying out loud.

He's my assistant, Daddy.

Drink this.

Walk it off. I need you focused.

Walk it off is a metaphor, Jason.

Go inside, take a shower.

Don't see much focus in his future.

Ah, he'll be fine.

Hangovers build character.

We need a new attorney for the ranch.

Why, what did Jamie do?

Chose himself.

Well, that shouldn't surprise you.

What are you gonna do about it?

I'm gonna take away the thing he left us for.

- He's here. - Yeah.

- Governor. - John.

John.

So how can we help you, John?

Well, let me be real clear about it.

I want Jamie out of the race.

Well, we're pretty far down the road on that.

H is campaign has a lot of energy.

Things are different, John.

You know, the days of appointing politicians are over.

That's ironic. I think I appointed both of you.

I think the irony lies in what we're discussing next, John.

I really wish it hadn't come to this.

We need you to step down as livestock commissioner.

You violated federal law when you sent agents onto the reservation.

That investigation is forthcoming.

We suspect it to be the start of many.

We also understand there are civil suits filed against you.

We heard that the EPA is investigating you for rerouting a river, John.

Heard from who?

I can't allow a public official under this much scrutiny

to threaten the other offices in this state.

Mine included.

There's a giant spotlight on you.

You stepping down dims that light for all of us.

And once you get these things behind you,

we'll welcome you back.

You want me out of the office?

Find someone who can beat me.

Well, that went well.

It went the way I thought it was gonna go.

So, now we start looking.

Yeah. I really miss Boston.

Ugh, so do I.

Stop it.

No, don't touch him. Hey.

Help! I need help!

Officers!

I never would have let you walk into a room like that, son.

You're gonna make a great politician.

What a waste.

He's not the next generation of me, Lynelle.

The only thing we have in common is our last name.

How come you can't rope like that when we're roping for money?

Then I'm thinking about the money, not the fun.

It's not supposed to be fun. It's fucking practice.

Walker. J immy. Get your asses in there.

Be honest. Scale of one to ten,

how bad's the luck from putting your hat on the bed?

'Bout as bad as changing a horse's barn name.

Hey, what's this horse's name?

J immy, you've been riding this god-damn horse for a month

and you still don't know his fucking name?

It's Ray.

- I thought you rode Ray. - Nah, I ride Owen.

All right, well that's not quite the same as changing it.

J immy, I went to prison for seven years.

I say you're probably the dumbest motherfucker I've ever met.

That's really saying something.

- I got him. - Belly up, J immy.

- Look out! - Let go of the fucking rope!

Let go of the rope!

Ah!

That's why we take care of our tack, J immy.

Ugh. Oh.

I put my hat on the bed.

- And I called Owen, Ray. - J immy.

You need to stop listening to those yahoos in the bunk house.

There ain't no such thing as luck.

But I sure believe in stupid, 'cause you prove it every fucking day.

Now get your stuff and let's go.

Get up.

Where's my hat?

We've got people for that, sir.

Yeah.

I don't mind doing it.

It's a task I can complete

and God knows I have precious few of those.

There's a lot to fix here, Rip.

You talking about subpoenas?

Those are a smokescreen,

just can't figure out who's hiding behind them.

You want me to look around?

Yeah.

I want you to start with Jenkins.

How much time do you got left?

Don't know.

Well, what did the doctor say?

Nah, I'm done with doctors.

Okay.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that, sir.

John.

I'm sorry, John.

Yeah, I'm sorry...

I'm sorry, too.

It's at nine dollars.

Keep going. Wait for a down tick.

You. What's your name?

- Jason. - Get out, Jason.

Your firm have attorneys?

A lot of them.

I want you to put the ranch in a trust.

Who do I list as beneficiary?

Who do you think?

You're the executor.

Don't ever sell it.

Don't let Kayce sell it.

Give me your word.

You have it.

Get Jamie off the payroll.

Oh, I know Grant Cole. He's a good man.

We need someone with relationships in Helena.

Ah, shit.

I never thought this day would come, but here it is.

You're going to rehab.

Look at those hips. Well done, Jamie.

Now all those strap-on fantasies can come true.

He's all yours.

And when his little chicken heart let's you down,

you keep him.

He won't let me down.

We're doing a little restructuring.

You've been replaced as chief counsel.

- By who? - By me.

You're not an attorney.

Well, I have power of attorney. It's sort of the same thing.

You can't defend him in court without a license.

You know you have to pass the bar to get a license.

You passed it. How hard can it be?

I'm gonna need your credit card, your bank card,

and the keys to your truck.

I spent my whole life fighting for this family

and now I'm just not a part of it?

Can't unmake family, Jamie, but you can take their gold card.

You'll be fine.

Bubble butt looks like she comes from money.

This is the best thing that's ever happened to you.

Come on.

All right.

One.

Two.

Car.

May I?

Wow.

I mean...

Oops.

Well, I guess I'll just pick up another one at a yard sale in a few months