Yellowstone

Easy.

Easy.

Easy now.

That's right.

Just like that.

Take this real slow.

God...

That is some gift.

God damn that boy.

Easy, easy. There you go.

I think I got him settled now.

Whoa, he's going over.

God.

That's one rank son of a bitch right there.

You ought to take him chest high in the river

and see how much buck he's got then.

No, no, this one, uh...

This one may surprise you. Look at this, now he's my...

Now he's my best God damned friend.

Well, you want me to give him a go?

No, hell no.

This is a job for a young man with rubber bones.

That horse will make a hand out of someone.

That's a good idea. I'll be right back.

Hey, J immy, go ahead and put that down.

Look, I don't know nothing about horses.

Well, you're getting a crash course, J immy.

Should I pet him?

I don't think it's gonna make much difference.

- You got it on your side? - Yeah, I'm good.

You pull this, so you don't flip back, you understand?

All right?

He's gonna hate it for shit, but whatever you do, J immy,

don't you let go.

Look, can we just... Can we talk about this for a second?

- Good luck, J immy. - $20 on the horse.

I got $40 on the wall.

I'd expect some resistance.

- Define resistance. - You be quiet.

Resistance the kind of thing that defines itself, J immy.

Let's go.

Kick him.

Pull in those reins, J immy.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Whoo! Whoa!

- Pull your reins in, J immy! - Whoo-hoo!

God damn, that thing's a freight train.

Whoo-whee, I don't miss being low man.

Low man's what turns you into cowboys.

It'll make him one too.

Fuck, God damn it. Piece of shit.

Son of a...

What happened to the tractor?

I flipped it.

Why'd you do that?

What's that for?

Get in the house.

I think the tractor's already dead.

Get in the God damned house.

Porch ain't inside.

I don't care!

Suit yourself.

Hey, I want you to do exactly as I say, okay?

Cover your ears.

Open your mouth real wide, like you're at the dentist.

Stay just like that, you hear me?

You can close your mouth now.

Why didn't you do that in the first place?

Was that you?

Are you out of your fucking mind?

That's why.

Sorry, babe, there was a thing with the tractor.

U h-oh.

Mama owes me a dollar.

Yeah, have fun trying to collect that.

You're gonna be in a big time out.

I'm already in a time out, son.

You found a dinosaur.

Oh.

Mr. Dutton. Mr. Dutton.

Mr. Dutton.

The Governor wants to see you.

Sure thing.

Governor Perry's office.

Morning.

There's things we'd like to talk to you about.

Things like your future.

- I'd like that. - So would we.

But first, there's something else we have to talk about.

Have a seat.

What's this?

Nothing, because you never saw it.

Okay.

The bullet wound inflicted on your brother severed his spinal column at C7,

which would leave him paralyzed from the chest down,

including his arms from his elbow to his fingers.

Would've been impossible for him to fire a pistol,

which means there was a third shooter.

Well, what does that matter? U m...

Self-defense is self-defense, even if someone else pulled the trigger.

- Isn't that simple, Jamie. - No matter who pulled the trigger,

it wasn't self-defense. It was an execution.

The medical examiner hasn't released his findings yet.

But when he does, it'll go to BIA, FBI, state police,

each of whom will want their own forensic pathologist

to have a look at the body.

Then this starts screaming "cover-up." And it's screaming it at your father.

The real concern is who it screams at next.

Two BLM agents stated seeing another rider on the horse

with Lee when he arrived at the Yellowstone.

What did they, um... Did they identify him?

They're friends.

Friends forget things.

But some of this starts adding up real quick, Jamie.

This is already national news.

Add a racially-motivated killing by an officer of your father's agency...

I'll have to start chopping heads, or it's mine on the block.

What are you saying?

He's saying, "Don't put us in that position ."

Okay, um, I just...

I could use some time here. How long can you hold this report?

A week, maybe.

I'll get into it.

Do it fast.

This is the kind of ship that sinks everyone.

That's the only kind of ship I ever find myself on.

Yeah.

- Are you sick? - Do I look sick?

You're in bed at noon, a dozen pill bottles beside you.

Yeah, I'd say you look sick.

- I'm on vacation. - Oh, is that what you're calling it now?

What do you want?

This feels very serious.

- I could use some advice. - Yes, I know you're gay.

No, Daddy will not still love you when you tell him.

I'm wasting my fucking time asking you for help.

You know, if being here is so terrible for you, Beth,

- you can go back to Salt Lake. - You asked for advice.

I gave it.

Well, you know, I'm not gay. I'm celibate.

Because I am terrified to get somebody pregnant,

pass on the gene that made you.

Good one.

Well, you're almost a winner.

Day ain't over yet.

We have a problem.

You don't have a solution?

It requires a few.

And you're not gonna like any of them.

Did they identify Kayce?

Not yet.

Who are the agents we're talking about?

It's, uh, Tom Reynolds and Aaron McReary.

Reynolds I can deal with.

I don't know this McReary.

Yeah, he lives in the south end of the valley.

Word is he likes his religion.

As in "won't tell a lie" likes it?

Yeah, that would be my guess.

Find out where he goes to church.

Anything else?

Anything else? You said there were a few.

The medical examiner's report.

You're not gonna like it.

Who else has seen the report?

The only ones who have seen it want it to change.

- Then it'll change. - It means they're doctors.

Which means they took an oath, and it wasn't to you.

No matter what we do, the photographs won't change.

The body won't change. It'll tell the same story

- to anybody who looks. - The body's buried, Jamie. Relax.

Yeah, but when they see the report...

When they see the report, what?

When they see...

You think I'm just gonna let them dig up my son?

When they see the report, they won't ask.

They're just gonna do it, Dad.

- I think we should... - No, don't say it.

I think we should beat them to it.

All right, don't say it. Don't even think it.

Kayce shot him in the forehead while he laid on his back.

- We don't know it was Kayce. - He was executed.

Five bullets in a circle, like this.

Name the livestock officer who could do that.

I need to hear him say it first.

You know, there was a time

when most of Montana was under the ocean.

Really?

Yeah, and I'm betting that...

I'm betting that right here...

I'm betting that right here was the beach.

'Cause you see this?

I'm thinking these washed up on the shore, and your buddy here, the dinosaur,

he's probably out walking, looking for dinner right here.

- Then what happened? - I don't know.

Hard to say.

Maybe something...

Something made a dinner out of him.

- Like what? - Mmm.

Maybe a sea shark.