Deep Dark Canyon

I could have sworn I nailed him.

Did you see the rack on that sucker?

You scared him, but I hit him.

I know. I know.

You got him.

What?

I nailed the buck?

Dude, I knew it!

What?

You see him?

I don't see anything.

I don't see shit. I just see the stump.

Past the stump.

It's your birthday. I'm gmng him to you.

You still see him?

Had him a second ago.

You can have him.

Being out here with my big brother,

it's a pretty cool birthday.

Did you get him?

Oh, shit.

It's dick Cavanaugh.

You shot dick Cavanaugh. Holy shit.

Just give me a second. Let me think.

Is he dead? Nate, what do we do?

Just give me a second and let me think, okay?

Hey, dick, you get that four-pointer,

you old son of a bitch?

This looks so bad, man.

I know.

Man, it's another beautiful day here in guerneville.

77 degrees, from the back of the post office here.

Looks like shorts and t-shirt weather

is finally back in the redwoods.

A reminder from pat Cavanaugh,

the annual Cavanaugh picnic is coming up on the 23rd.

You can get your raffle tickets at Cavanaugh's bait and tackle.

You don't want to miss out on a chance

to light the Cavanaugh Cannon.

That sucker's loud.

Hey, Jamie. Yip, yip, yip, yip.

- God damn. - She's cute.

She's goddamn cute.

97.4 ktre, guerneville,

Rio nido, monte Rio, where the river meets the trees.

Can't you shut the blinds?

Nope.

Okay...

Now, tell me again what happened

after you shot the buck.

I was running, and...

- We were both... - Skylar.

Let Nate tell it this time.

We were both running after the deer.

He saw something and motioned for me to stop.

And he got down on the ground, and so did I.

Took aim and...

I didn't see what he saw, so...

He asked me what I saw.

Then he pulled the trigger.

Skylar... you fired the shot

that killed dick Cavanaugh?

Yeah.

Yeah, I did.

Okay.

- It was an accident. - I know.

You're acting like you don't believe us.

Doesn't matter what I believe.

He shot the mayor, he's dead.

But he's only 17. They can't charge him.

Look, we have to do everything by the book here.

Come on, kiddo.

This is bullshit!

Nate, this isn't a family matter.

This is police business. Just go home.

Go home. Go home!

You all right?

Yeah.

Hey, guys.

Hey, Jamie. Is your mother home?

Uh, yeah. She's on the computer.

My dad's not here.

Yeah, I know.

You okay?

It's Nate towne's truck.

Son of a bitch.

This... is for Uncle dick.

Oh, shit!

- Nate. - What?

- That's my cousin. - Yeah. He hit my truck.

He'll see us.

Nate!

Hey, it's the morning breeze

with your favorite tree-hugging dj,

Mr. cool breeze.

That last one goes out to all you cavanaughs

in your hard time.

My thoughts and prayers are with you.

This one's for Eric Cavanaugh,

going out to his lady love, marina, with a reminder...

Marina, baby, pick up some milk on the way home.

Lloyd.

Jack.

Jack...

I am truly sorry about your brother.

Brass tacks, bloom.

Melanie believes there's motive.

Well, with all due respect, Jack,

Melanie is in mourning.

Whole town's in mourning for its mayor.

Yeah.

By the way...

I've noted that skylar and Nate's deposition

was taken by their father.

Melanie is eager to see

that skylar is treated as an adult.

He is 17 years old.

Everyone in this room knows there's history here.

My boys know nothing about that.

Dad? What's going on?

I brought you some fresh clothes.

Are they... are they charging me with something?

We've gotta let Jack and Melanie do their thing.

Okay? We've gotta let things cool down a little bit.

If you're innocent... And I know that you are...

Everything's gonna be fine.

Hey, bloom. Food's almost up.

You want a cup of coffee while you wait?

Sounds good.

You know, when there's only one game in town,

sometimes it's best just not to play.

It's taken me ten years married to duffie Cavanaugh

to figure that one out.

I'll check on your food.

Would you like anything else?

Nate. Nate?

Where's skylar?

He's at the station.

They're gonna take him to county at 4:00.

Why?

Because they want to try him as an adult.

Try him for what?

They're gonna try him for murder.

Can't you do something?

The last thing skylar needs is for me

to be gumming everything up

by pulling strings trying to get him out.

You think if the tables were turned,

and it was a Cavanaugh sitting in that cell...

We're not cavanaughs!

How does that big thumb feel

pressing down on your head?

Eat your hamburger.

That too tight?

No. I'm okay.

You want to grab a beer?

I thought you were on duty.

Yeah. I just figured I'd watch.

Well, I'm gonna get home early,

so I can get out to Santa rosa for the arraignment.

Here, sign this.

- It's your report. - Yeah.

I was over at Randy's house last night.

I'm five minutes late, brought the wrong kind of beer.

He chewed me out for 20 minutes.

Hey, this guy's pretty close. He's on my ass.

- Shit, he rammed us! - Watch out! Watch out!

He's coming around the side.

Watch the road, man! Stay left!

Watch that tree! Hit the brakes!

Oh, shit, we're going over!

Oh, my God!

Don't move. Nobody move.

Oh. Hey, Lloyd.

- Tom, Guthrie. - Officer.

Why don't you boys drink your beer in the bar

like everybody else?

You know it's a ticket.

Well, it is a beautiful, sunshiny day.

It is lovely outside today, isn't it?

Plus, bloom usually just gives us a warning, so...

You've already been warned.

Oh, come on.

What?

Hey, Lloyd, we got a report

of an accident up by the rock quarry.

Can you go check it out?

All right, I'm on it.

Come on, Lloyd, don't give us a ticket.

We're family, man. The law's the law, tom.

Family doesn't change that. Have a nice day.

Give me the fucking keys!

You're digging yourself the deepest hole, kid.

You want to talk about deep holes?

Look down.

- Come on! - Okay, okay, here.

- Don't rock it. - Come on, get out.

- Watch it. - Come on, get out!

- Nate? - Shh.

Give me your hand. Give me your hand.