Longmire

Previously on Longmire...

The city council called...

they scheduled a debate between you and Branch.

I didn't donate $100,000 to your campaign

because I like your smile.

My mind hasn't changed.

I came to Denver to find out about my mother.

Why don't you ask your dad?

He spent the last year lying to me.

If Detective Fales insists on investigating me,

he's free to do so.

It wasn't your job to kill that man.

That was mine to do.

Ohh!

Oh, my lord.

Sorry, Ruby.

I guess I got a little overeager with the door.

What's that all about?

Walt got me a job.

Well, I'd like to stay and chat,

but I've got a delivery for Victoria Moretti.

- What? For me? - Beautiful flowers for a beautiful sunrise.

- Your husband do something bad? - No.

You do something good?

Shut up. Hey, Bob.

- Where's the card? - Uh, it should be under the ribbon.

It's not here.

Well, maybe he wanted the flowers to do the talking.

Walt. I got Sergeant Haynes, Highway Patrol.

Hey, Charley. What's up? Is it serious?

Is it serious?

Yeah, I'd say it's serious.

From the looks of these skid marks,

whoever was driving sure stopped in a hurry.

- Any sign of the driver? - No.

I just found the empty rig, called you right away.

These look like 5.56 caliber.

No blood. No personal effects, either.

Vic, run the VIN number and call the trucking company.

I want to know where this truck was coming from,

where it was going, and who was driving it.

Branch, come with me.

Someone unhooked a trailer from this rig,

attached it to a new one.

You can tell from these marks.

Hijacking?

Dust these hookup lines for prints...

the entire cab, inside and out.

The entire cab?

- Yep. - What was hijacked?

Isn't that what you're supposed to be calling about?

I'm on hold.

Livestock.

Cattle most likely. Cow patties.

Like cattle rustlers? That's still a thing?

You can fence cattle at 100% face value.

Could easily be $1,000 a head.

If this rig was pulling a few dozen cattle,

it's good money.

Why not steal the whole truck, rig and all?

Seems like it would be a lot easier.

A lot easier to get caught, too.

Most of these rigs have built-in GPS.

So... if you stole some cattle, where would you take them?

Slaughterhouse.

All you'd have to do is doctor the paperwork,

get paid quick.

Evidence is destroyed.

Yeah, hey... we just found one of your rigs

- off county Road 9... - Branch.

Check the local slaughterhouses... all of them.

Is that before or after I dust this whole rig?

You choose.

Sergeant.

We need to search every truck moving out of the area.

Smart rustlers will transfer the cattle

to a regular tractor trailer, cut breathing holes in the roof.

Hey, you were right about the cows.

Trucking company said the driver loaded up 42 head of cattle

this morning at the, uh, Triangle Arch Ranch.

Dale Lowry?

I'm not donating to either candidate, Sheriff,

you or the Connally kid running against you.

I'm not looking for votes, Mr. Lowry.

I'm looking for 42 head of cattle.

Any of yours heading to A.C.A. Processing in Dubois?

Yeah, why?

They didn't make it.

Your load got hijacked out on county Road 9.

Son of a bitch!

Bill of lading reports 36,421 pounds.

That sound right?

That's what I shipped.

Damn it. I'm out $50,000.

- That's the second theft we've had in three years! - Pop, calm down.

Insurance will cover half of that if I'm lucky.

Wait a minute, what about Cooper?

My driver... is he all right?

Do you know this Cooper James?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. We go way back.

I always request him special.

We're searching for him and your cattle.

We got roadblocks up

and one of my deputies checking local slaughterhouses,

make sure the rustler's not trying to unload them fast.

You heard of any local cattle auctions coming up?

Wasn't there one today in Worland?

I'm gonna need a copy of your brand.

I'm gonna need to call the Wyoming Livestock Bureau.

Protocol is for them to put a stock detective on the case.

What the hell's a stock detective,

and why do we need one anyway?

Well, they're whole job is catching rustlers.

May have some inside info, make our lives easier.

- Like a cow cop. - Kind of.

I'm going to that cattle auction in Worland. I'll drop you off.

You can, uh... you can drive to Cooper James' place...

See if his family's heard from him.

Okay.

Hey, hon.

That was, um, really sweet.

What was very sweet?

Uh, the flowers that you sent.

Why would I send flowers?

Because we're married.

I... I don't mean I wouldn't send flowers.

But last time I did, you didn't really like them very much.

Yeah, w...

I don't... I don't like carnations.

You know, you know that. But I... I like flowers.

Well, looks like you have a secret admirer.

No. I don't. Well, who sent them, Vic?

Vic?

Keep it down, boys.

Are you Cooper James' wife?

Yeah. I'm Linda.

I'm Deputy Moretti.

Do you mind if I come in for a moment?

Sure.

Thomas.

Thomas! Thomas.

- Take your brother and go outside. - Why?

'Cause you don't want to piss off your mother by being rude. Come on.

Go. Take your guns out.

I'm sorry about that.

Um... what is this all about?

When's the last time you spoke to Cooper?

Not in the last day. He's out on a job.

Why? Was there an accident?

Not exactly.

We found his rig. It had been abandoned.

What?

W... what happened? Where is he?

We're looking for him.

And I promise you that we're gonna do

whatever we can to find him.

In the meantime... it would really help us

if we had a better picture of him.

Can we borrow that one?

Yeah. Uh...

of course.

Great. Thank you.

And, uh, if you hear anything from anyone,

you call me immediately, okay?

Yeah.

Okay.

Pull any prints from that truck?

Yeah, but I haven't had a chance to run anything.

Been too busy driving all over Wyoming

visiting four different processing plants.

Already? That's pretty fast.

I can't drive 55.

Anyhow, no sign of Triangle Arch's cattle.

You're up $600. Now $625. $625 now. $650.

$650. Now $675. $675. We're at $675.

$675, $675?

There's $675 right there. Thank you very much.

Now $700. Looking for $700 on the bid.

$700 on the bid.

Looking for $700? Looking for $700?

Sheriff? Uh, you bidding?

Nope. Just browsing.

I need everybody's livestock papers.

Thank you. Thank you, ma'am.

That's the last of them. And nothing.

Hey, Sheriff.

Well... are we good to go?

Almost.

What's the average auction weight for that class of steer?

Oh, around 1,100 pounds, give or take.

- Thank you, sir. - Thank you.

You got your summons pad?

You writing me a speeding ticket?

Maybe.

All right.

Dale Lowry had 42 head, weighed 36,421 pounds.

The average weight of each steer was 867 pounds.

He was selling underweight cattle.

Yep.

That's bad business.