Sheriff Country

Previously on Sheriff Country...

You think it was easy for me to arrest Skye?

I give them two months.

You two make a great team.

It's too bad you only have one week left together.

My resignation letter.

You made a mistake, Boone. I don't want to lose you.

I'm still leaving. Nora.

Hi. I'm so sorry.

Boone didn't tell me he had a sister.

Nora's not my sister, Mickey. She's my wife.

January 24,

1848. James Marshall hollered,

"Gold!" and the rush began.

Rival families. Conflicting claims.

Yessiree, the thirst for gold made people do crazy things.

Sometimes, it even got bloody.

Not everyone who discovered gold

lived to tell about it. -Like that guy?

Is he okay?

Oh, my God. -Is that an actor?

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Y-Your wife.

Of course. Your wife.

Nora.

Yeah.

N-Nice to meet you.

You too.

So... you live in Oakland. -NORA: I do, yeah.

I'm a pediatric nurse. I just

took a few days off to help Nate pack up. -Right,

Nate.

Which is totally what spouses do.

I'm gonna let you two, uh... I have to go.

I... -Well, uh, this is your office, Mickey, so maybe we...

Right. I'm gonna... -And, uh...

You'll want this.

Uh, which reminds me,

uh, you should schedule your exit interview, Nate.

Nice to meet you, Nora.

You guys, Boone is freakin' married.

I am in a state of shock. -What?

Is she nice? -Is she hot?

Yes. -Total smokeshow.

More to the point, how has he worked here

for two years and hadn't said anything?

It's Boone, he's even less of a sharer than you.

I mean, how well do any of us even know him?

We could pull his personnel file.

That would be completely improper. We are not doing that.

Suit yourself. I mean,

he's already got one foot out the door.

Oh, speaking of which, we're throwing him

a goodbye party. Tonight, at your house.

My house? -GINA: Well, my place is too small,

and we're not doing lunchtime cupcakes at the ECSO.

(phone ringing) -It's Boone.

Are you still ducking Travis?

Wait, what's going on with you and Travis?

It's nothing, it's just...

Travis couldn't deal with seeing Cassidy arrest Skye,

and Cassidy couldn't deal with Travis not dealing.

Am I wrong? -I just need some time

to figure some stuff out, that's all.

Besides, we're not talking about me and Travis,

we're talking about Boone and his secret-- -BOONE: Hey.

We just got a call. A body's been found in the Eel River,

just past the bend. Looks like a homicide.

What's you dad doing here? -Dad?

Mickey. -What are you doing here?

It's Bill. -MICKEY: What?

Bill Wambach? -Yeah.

Somebody shot him in the back.

Irv called me, I drove down.

Oh, my God, Dad, I'm so sorry.

Yeah.

The Wambachs are an old ranching family.

They've been in Edgewater for over a hundred years.

Show some respect!

Put away your cameras!

Dad.

Just... wait here.

The guide and a couple of tourists dragged up his body

to see if he could save him.

Best of intentions, but...

They trampled the crime scene.

No hope for a shoe print.

Four entry wounds on the back.

Those powder burns on his shirt.

His killer was standing close.

This was an execution.

Hi. I'm Deputy Campbell.

I got this summons, but I think it's a mistake.

It's for a citation that I wrote.

It's not a mistake. The defendant decided to challenge.

It's a moving violation.

Next, we have Mr. Lewis' case.

Mr. Lewis, give us a wave if you're here.

Great. And the ticketing officer, Deputy Campbell?

Right here, Your Honor. -JUDGE: Excellent.

Representing Mr. Lewis, we have Mr. Dwyer.

Uh, actually, I'll be taking this one, Your Honor.

Mr. Fraley, I'm surprised.

You're doing traffic tickets now?

Uh, there's something about this case

that's very near and dear to me, Your Honor.

Very well. You may proceed.

Bill's truck is in the parking lot. It's being processed,

but there's no houses around, no one reported gunshots,

so there's no one to really canvass.

All right, let's look at his business dealings,

his circle of friends, and let's

talk to his wife, Bernice, see if he had any enemies.

Enemies? When I used to bring you and Sharon fishing

in this very river, who taught you how to clean the trout?

Dad... -WES: When Skye's soccer field was flooded,

her team needed a place to play,

who cleared off a patch in his field?

Bill didn't have enemies in Edgewater. Bill was Edgewater.

Bill! (gasps)

No! -Bernice.

No! (crying) -MICKEY: Bernice.

He's gone. He's gone. He's gone.

You better find the son of a bitch that did this before I do.

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This morning he was in the kitchen, reading the box scores,

pouring his coffee.

And now he's gone.

I'm so sorry, Bernice.

I-I know this must seem soon, but did Bill have any enemies?

Anybody who'd want to hurt him? -BERNICE: No. No enemies.

About a week ago,

a-a man came to the house,

asking if we were interested in selling the ranch.

Bill said no. "I was born on this ranch,"

he told the fella, "and-and one day, I'll..."

Anyway, the man went away.

We didn't think anything more of it.

And then a few days later...

Bill found a bullet in his mailbox.

Yeah, I got one, too.

We were getting calls at all hours.

"You should think about selling."

"Maybe it's not safe for you here."

And then they'd hang up.

And then last week, the shed caught fire.

Mason and Irv helped Bill put it out, but I was terrified.

It's these cartels moving in. They just want to muscle us out.

It's not gonna work. Bill wasn't leaving and we're not leaving.

Bernice, this man who came to your door--

can you describe him for us?

Well, he looked normal.

Clean-shaven. Izod shirt.

That doesn't exactly scream "cartel."

Did he leave his information?

No, not that I know of. -(chuckles)

What, do you think they carry business cards?

Those people do not leave a paper trail.

Now, half the growers between here and Deadwater

have gotten threats.

And if people are getting threats,

they should be coming to us.

Yes, they should be, but they won't.

All right, stay strong. And just know

we are doing everything we can

to find whoever did this.

So have you also been getting threats, Dad?

Not yet, but you can guarantee I'll be ready if I do.

Mickey. Hey.

Um, I-I didn't want to say anything.

I'm not even sure that I should.

Mason, if you know something...

It's probably nothing.

Look, I feel bad even mentioning it,

but, uh...

Bill and Bernice have been fighting.

Like, a lot.

Eight years I've worked here, it's never been like that.

Bernice wanted to sell the ranch.

Like, she really, really wanted to sell.

Bill, he just couldn't hear it. He just

kept saying, "Edgewater is my home."

Thanks. It's good you told us.

We should look at Bernice. -You're crazy.

I think you're barking up the wrong tree.

No, this is the same stuff you pulled with Skye.

Dad. -It's a statistical fact, okay?

If a murder victim is married,

the most likely culprit is the spouse,

and sure, they've been together a long time,

but we don't know what goes on behind closed doors.

Or what secrets they might be keeping.

Look, I agree with you, every marriage is a black box.

Some more than others.

Why don't we hang back, wait for ballistics.

Dad, I want you to talk to Irv. Him and Bill were tight.

There may be more to these threats than he's saying.

All right. I'll let you know what I find out.

Your dad's a deputy now? -Look,

I got to give him something to do