Yellowstone

Did I see Jake's

on Instagram now? Did you see that?

I don't know how he's gonna manage both of his followers.

-I'm one of them. -Hey, I followed you.

And you? Yeah, three, I got three.

That-That's what you're gonna

do now, you're gonna be an influencer?

Go to a truck stop and say, "I'll post from here

if you'll give me some free nachos"?

-Extra cheese. -Free nachos!

Hey, do you remember... do you remember Stacy's?

Remember that old saloon?

There's a-- there's a saloon

-Do I remember Stacy's? -in Gateway.

And back in its day, it was pretty wild.

In the men's bathroom, there's a hole

in the drywall above the urinal.

And the staff put a sign there that says,

"Customer looked down and saw the size

of his penis and put his head through the wall

out of fucking despair."

That's how-- that's how rank

this place is. So, we're--

we're outside, and there's this old boy,

and he's very drunk.

And he sees us,

and he throws his keys

as hard as he can, hits Rip in the chest.

He says, "Where's my fucking truck?!"

Like he's a valet. Like he know-- like he knows

where the fucking truck is.

-You remember this? -Shit, yeah. How could I forget?

And Rip looks at him and says,

"Son, you would think

there were ten of me."

And he-he was drunk,

but he wasn't stupid, so he grabs his keys

and off he goes. We hop in our truck and leave.

Ryan looks at him and just goes, "Rip, where did

you hear that? That's the funniest thing I ever heard."

And Rip says, "Yeah,

it wasn't funny first time I heard it."

Trust me, it wasn't.

I can't ever get you

to a bar. But you've been to every bar in the fucking state

-with this son of a bitch. -Hold on-- hold on a second.

I've taken you to two bars, and I'm O for two

getting your ass home. Don't start with me, now.

Jimmy, let's go.

-We got to get on the road. - You're riding back

-with us? -Fuck no, I'm not riding back

with you. I'm driving to the airport

and I'm gonna get out and you're gonna drive to fucking Texas.

Let's go. -Yes, sir.

Might be heading your way soon, amigo.

Yeah, you found an outfit?

Yeah, it's called my Capri Camper.

-Mm-hmm. -He's gonna babysit me

-on the rodeo circuit. - Tough job.

Somebody's got to do it.

You need anything, you holler,

-all right? -Thanks, bud.

Travis, thank you.

My pleasure. Boy, those legs

do go all the way to the ground, don't they?

Get the fuck out of here, will you?

Travis?

Well, if you're looking for, like, loper or turnback help,

I, uh...

I could use the work.

Yeah? Why's that? What's wrong with here?

Too many memories.

Well, I can ride. You know I can.

Yeah. Yeah, no, I've seen you ride.

Let me tell you what,

why don't you ask Jimmy

what working for me is like,

so you know what you're getting into, all right?

What's working for that asshole like?

It's a hell that has to be experienced

to be fully comprehended.

Well, is he fair?

I mean, he's not gonna chew your ass for no reason,

but he... he's really good at finding reasons.

That's fair.

I love him. Jimmy's so happy to see me every weekend,

it's like a new puppy every Saturday.

Jimmy, let's go! Fuck!

- -

-That's disgusting. -I like it.

Any time.

-There's no rush whatsoever. - Yep, yep.

We're just-- we're on your timeline.

Disconnect your phone. I don't want to listen

to yacht rock for an hour.

I'll be there in a week.

All right.

Now go buy an audiobook

and learn how to speak fucking English,

'cause I don't talk hillbilly,

and I ain't trying to fucking learn. Go.

See you in a week.

-Yes, sir. -Seat belts, Emily.

Not you, Jimmy. No one gives a shit if you live.

Tried to warn you, Teeter.

Five hundred, let's do it.

I've never even seen $500.

- Come on. - Give me a break.

-What you want to do with that? -Come on. Come on.

-You like it? -Come on.

-Ooh, bad luck for me. -Ooh, look there,

-buddy. -All right, Teeter.

Looks like I'm headed to Texas.

Yeah?

What about you?

I'm gonna stop wasting time.

Well, that ain't a direction.

Yeah, it is.

Hey, baby, take a shower. You smell like a hyena.

How do you know what a hyena smells like?

I don't, but I assume.

And I assume they smell like you.

What are you doing?

-I want to show you something. -Mm.

So, I'm not the expert,

but...

around 600 pairs,

irrigated hay meadows,

little house, big barn.

How many acres?

Seven thousand deeded, another 20 in a BLM lease.

You could use that for yearlings, right?

Mm-hmm. Where is it?

-40 miles west of Dillon. -Mm-hmm.

Over two hours from an airport.

Not a fucking ski resort in sight.

Hm.

You think you could make a living here?

Uh, I mean, you're not gonna

get rich, but you can pay the bills.

Well, you let me worry about the rich part.

It's far from town, honey.

I hate town.

And far from a bar.

You'll build me a bar.

Mm-hmm. That I can do.

-Well, what do you think? -

I mean, look, it's, uh,

it's good country, all old ranches.

And ain't nobody from the city

gonna want to put up with them winters.

So you could make something like this work?

Yeah, I could make something like this work.

Well, that's a relief. I bought it this morning.

Whoa, whoa, you did what?

Who's gonna run this place, Beth?

I'll explain that tomorrow.

Fuck it.

Hello?

Morning, baby.

What happened?

Funeral home called. He's ready.

Okay.

Can I help you with the service?

No service.

Just Kayce and...

you and the cowboys.

Gonna need a preacher

or the first thing my father will do

in his grave is roll over in it.

Well, when do you want to do it?

How fast can you dig a hole?

I mean, we still have the excavator, but, I mean,

give me a couple hours. You just tell me where.

Beside my mother.

You know which one that is?

Yeah, I know which one.

Lynelle?

We're doing it today.

[country music playing softly on speakers]

Remind me not to go a month without seeing you again.