Yellowstone (2018) s04e05 Episode Script

Could've done without the anatomy
lesson, but that's okay.
I'll work that shit out in therapy.
Well, Beth that's a risk you take
when you sneak into a man's bedroom
in the middle of the night.
Don't I know it.
And a drink.
Oof!
This news must be real good or real bad.
In my 37 years, I've only spent
the night here alone once.
You know, houses, they don't make noises
when they're full of people,
but when they're empty
man, they moan and they creak
and they shift in place.
I thought the house was going to
tear itself out from the foundation
and walk away.
So, I figured that I would
just spend the night
and make sure it doesn't
walk away with you.
I don't, uh
- I don't mind an empty house.
- Mm.
Liar.
I'll, uh
I'll get your room ready.
Oh, my room's ready enough, Dad.
You ready to turn in?
You kidding?
I'm five away from sleep.
- Look, I can go downstairs.
- No, no, no, honey. No, you're
You're fine right there.
What are you reading?
"The Solace of Open Spaces."
"To be tough is to be fragile.
To be tender is to be truly fierce."
"True solace is finding none.
Which is to say, it's everywhere."
Yeah.
- Not sure I believe that.
- It's true, Beth.
Can't be found. Lord knows I've looked.
No Solace must be discovered.
Discovered how?
I need an example, 'cause, um
Well, I've looked everywhere, too.
I spent all evening on the
porch staring at mountains,
listening to birds
Heart still empty.
I take a shower to
wash it away like dirt,
but you can't wash lonely
off. So, I surrender to it.
Best I can do is sleep
through the lonely,
if I can sleep at all.
Then I walk in here and I discover you.
Now my heart's full.
I sure hope you outlive me, Beth.
I'm not sure I could tolerate
the world without you in it.
Worry not, Daddy.
Only the good die young.
If a meteor strikes Earth tonight,
it is me and the cockroaches running
this motherfucker tomorrow.
Well
Well, I guess tomorrow's
my lucky day, then.
Good night, baby girl.
Good night, Daddy.
Thank you.
He needed this.
We both do.
Find us a house to rent.
We're done living with
fathers for a little while.
I feel better already.
In my soul.
That's all that matters.
Is he okay?
Well
he's a boy who was forced
to do what men do.
These days, most men won't even do it,
because society has taught
them that they are sheep.
And when wolves come,
you must not fight them.
You must call a shepherd.
So, he feels guilt for doing something
he should be praised for.
A few more sweats, then Mo
will take him up on the hill.
Then when he comes down,
he won't think of himself as a killer.
He'll think of himself as a warrior.
Like you.
I'm hardly a warrior.
How much guilt do you feel?
My only regret is that I
didn't kill him myself.
That's a warrior's regret.
Give that horse to Mia today, Lloyd.
Pull that new bay from the mare corral.
She needs ridin'.
This is my mount. I ain't
riding a fucking mare.
Then you'll walk.
And take that boy and show
him how to saddle a horse.
C'mon, kid.
Memorize what I say:
Horn, pommel, skirt, seat, rigging
Repeat it.
Horn, pommel, skirt, seat, rigging.
Cinch, latigo, stirrup
D-rings, back billet.
Cinch, latigo, stirrup,
D-rings, back billet.
Good.
Let's toss it on her.
Okay, go.
Okay, reach under her
and grab that cinch.
- Cinch.
- Okay,
latigo goes through your D-ring.
Back up and through.
Back through that D-ring again.
Pull it up snug.
Good, now the same
thing on the back cinch.
All right. Now this
is your latigo keeper.
It's got the name of the
saddlemaker right on it.
Can you read?
- Yeah.
- Okay.
I ride a Sterling.
Mister Dutton, he rides a
Dale Harwood or a Don Rich.
And Rip, he rides an Andy Maschke.
What do the others ride?
Don't matter.
They saddle their own horses.
Lloyd, when you're done with that,
start moving them panels into the arena.
Yes, sir?
Can you get the state prison warden
on the line for me, please?
Of course.
Sir, Warden Jeffries is on line one.
How are you, sir?
Does he have a public
defender or counsel?
Thank you.
It's Attorney General
Dutton for Richard Scott.
Mr. Scott, I need to interview
your client Terrell Riggins
in regards to his involvement
in the John Dutton attempted murder.
That won't be necessary.
Because I'm offering him immunity.
Shit! What the fuck is that?
That's a centipede. It get you?
Uh, yeah. It got me.
Most people in Texas
don't sleep on the ground.
I brought you some breakfast.
You got a fork?
Make a sandwich out of it.
Who are you?
I'm Jimmy. I'm the new cowboy.
You're not a cowboy.
- What makes you say that?
- I can see it in your eyes.
You're somebody somebody
told to come here
so we can make a cowboy out of you.
Something like that.
It's the most glorious work you can do
that nobody ever sees.
Takes every inch of you.
You're gonna risk your
life and your horse's life.
And nobody's knows if
you won or if you lost.
It's art
without an audience
'til the day you die.
And then after you're dead, you
don't have an audience either.
You just You're just
you're just gone.
Now, you gotta want this life.
You've got to want it all
the way to your bones.
And if you don't
it can be absolute hell on Earth.
I don't know what I want.
There's a few of us old
goats hanging around.
We'll make sure you don't starve.
Oh, and quit sleeping on the ground.
Find yourself a bench or something.
Otherwise you'll find yourself
cozied up next to a rattlesnake.
Bench. Got it.
Got me something saddled?
We're just going to
gather two-year olds.
Hell, we'll be back in a half an hour.
That's when all the fun starts.
Well, I ain't breaking no
colts, for crying out loud.
This is the only fun I get today.
Boy, let's see what you've learnt.
Saddle Blaze for Mister Dutton.
It's already saddled.
Well, go on and get him.
Still "boy", huh?
Yeah, he ain't gonna be around
long enough to name, sir.
Yeah, well, if he's that
bad at shoveling shit,
I damn sure don't want
him saddling my horse.
He can shovel shit
with the best of them,
but he got on the wrong side
of your daughter, though.
Hmm.
- All right. Well
- Check your cinch.
Handsome little sucker, aren't you?
I bet that's the cause behind
every problem you got.
If I was you, I'd find
a way to get ugly.
- Ugly?
- And how.
Why ugly?
Handsome's the only
thing I got going for me.
That's why.
Can you send some more deputies
to the field office in Livingston?
Some sort of protest.
Everybody back up.
You cannot block the entrance
to a government building.
Jesus.
You're the fucking animal!
Hey, hey, hey, hey! Down!
Stay!
- Stay!
- Everybody down!
- On the ground now!
- On the ground!
- On the ground! On the ground!
- I'm sick of this shit.
Keep them on the ground.
Don't shoot anybody.
- Hey!
- Put the rocks down!
Don't even think about it.
Kayce, what the fucking fuck?
You tell me. They just showed
up pouring blood on themselves,
throwing rocks and shit.
I don't even know what they want.
This is what they want, they
want the fucking shit show.
And you just gave it to them. Fuck.
Hendon, put the goddamn
gun in your holster.
Hey, this is Haskell.
All right, here we go. Jake.
You're sorrel bald face filly
with four stocking feet.
- Ethan, bay colt, Blaze.
- Sir.
Ryan, Colby, you'll be
Buckskin filly and dun Colt.
And, Walker, you're
red roan, blaze face.
Something happen?
I'm working it out.
Yeah, I see that.
So can the whole ranch.
Well, they need to see it, sir.
Well, I don't want to hear about
the wildfire that got away from you.
- Just the one you put out.
- Yes, sir.
Whatever he did, don't
forget who he is to you.
- To both of us.
- Who he is to us, sir,
is the reason why he's still walking.
Yeah.
There's what?
Oh, jeez.
All right. I'm on my way.
Ryan.
Let's go work for the state.
What happened?
I don't even know how to explain it.
Son, if I spent a week thinking
of ways to fuck up my day,
I could not have come up with this.
Where's EMS?
It ain't blood. It's paint, I think.
They, uh, they poured it on themselves.
- Poured it on themselves?
- Yep.
You ever seen anything like this before?
Not since my bachelor party.
- Why would you do that?
- Ryan, Ryan, don't talk to them.
Was this all by the book?
100%, Kayce was assaulted
and rushed by the crowd,
he used justified force
to subdue his assailant.
Hendon came to his aid,
they controlled the crowd
until we got here.
You got video to back that up?
Oh, there's no shortage of video, John.
The whole world's probably
watching this shit as we speak.
Who's the ring leader of this circus?
One on the left, blonde hair.
She's been arrested
in Berkeley, Houston,
Portland, St. Louis
Disturbing the peace,
failure to disperse.
All dismissed.
- What's her name?
- Summer Higgins.
You Summer?
You must be the big boss.
I'm the retired big boss.
You can see how that's
working out for me.
I can get them blankets to
cover up if they'd like.
Our bodies are our protest.
- Uh.
- They don't want to cover up,
though I can see it bothers you.
Men objectify our breasts,
and then brainwash the
world into thinking
that they should be hidden to
make up for your jealousy
or lack of impulse control,
which is ironic because nature
didn't make them for you.
Nature made them to feed children,
not your toxic male fantasies.
Yeah, I see.
- But that's not why we're here.
- You don't say.
We're here protesting the existence
of a state-sponsored police force
that protects industrialized animal
farming and the mass murder
of millions of animals every year.
You ever plow a field, Summer?
To plant the quinoa or sorghum
or whatever the hell it is you eat.
You kill everything on
the ground and under it.
You kill every snake, every frog,
every mouse, mole, vole, worm,
quail You kill them all.
So, I guess the only real question is:
how cute does an animal have to be
before you care if it dies to feed you?
What the hell are these people
doing all the way out here?
Of all the places, doesn't
seem too random, does it?
What do you want to do, Kayce?
- Press charges.
- That's what they want, John.
I mean, they want to see
this on the goddamn news.
It's already on the news.
Let them stare five years in the face
and see how many more
protests they want to plan.
Okay, all right.
Officer. Let's get her up.
You're under arrest for aggravated
battery of a peace officer.
You have the right to remain silent.
Let's go.
Anything you say can and
will be used against you
in a court of law.
If you need a lawyer, one
will be appointed to you.
Lloyd's chomping at the bit over there.
She's sensible.
Better breeding program, lately.
Hell, I think this one's done, boss.
- Let's get another.
- Nicely done.
- Get him, Ethan!
- Come on!
Yee-hee!
- Yes, sir!
- All right, Ethan.
Glad you didn't get bucked off.
We'd have had Teeter get on there.
Pretty nice horse there, boss.
That's a pretty good first day for him.
It's beer time.
- Beer o'clock.
- Lick it up, little baby.
The last three are yours.
After all I've done for you?
Lloyd, you start acting like a boss,
and I'll fucking treat you like one.
So I'm low man now
for doing something you would've done.
It's only because of what
you've done for me
that you ain't over there shoveling shit
with that fucking boy.
You're lucky you have any
horses to break at all.
That son of a bitch should be dead.
Goddamn it, Lloyd, but he ain't.
Mister Dutton wants him
here, so guess what?
He's fucking here.
There ain't nobody that wants that
son of a bitch dead more than me,
but the ranch comes first.
And you forgot that.
- Come on!
- Come on, Shad.
Hurry it the fuck up, you're
going to miss it! Come on!
- That's your cousin?
- Yep.
Mm-hmm. Come on, baby.
Clean run, baby. Clean run.
Show them how to do it, smooth run.
- Smooth run. Clean. I want it clean.
- Come on!
- Do a clean run for me this time.
- Come on!
Watch this.
It's all we need, he just
got to get this one.
Watch how smooth this
is, watch this. Come on.
Come on, come on!
- Woo, woo!
- Come on, baby! Come on!
- Holy shit!
- Smooth.
There.
- God damn.
- Come on!
- Oh, yeah.
- Son of a bitch.
God damn, that is fast!
- That's how we do it! That's how we do it.
- That's roping, motherfucker!
- Woo!
- Mm-hmm.
Damn, that's good.
Clearly, the ability to
rope is not hereditary.
What, what? Fuck you.
I can out-rope your fucking ass.
In what fucking world
- can you out-rope me?
- In any world.
Literally on any fucking planet.
I'll take you to outer-space and
I'll out-rope your fucking ass
in outer-space. I don't care.
What the hell kind of roping
are you going to do
in outer space? It's called gravity.
What the fuck are you all talking about,
roping in fucking space?
He is!
- That's fucking insane.
- Buncha haters.
You have the same DNA as that man?
You're right, I didn't
do it by myself
What are you talking about
Whatcha doin'?
Nuthin'.
Ain't nothin' to do.
Just waitin' to be tired.
Something wrong?
Nah.
Get some rest. Morning comes early.
Don't know why everyone
calls it morning.
4 a.m. is night time
any way you slice it.
Yeah, suppose you're right.
Good night.
What are you doing out here, babe?
I'm just kind of tired of
sleeping in that trailer.
Thought to sleep out here under
the stars while the weather's good.
If that's all right with you.
I don't think so.
No?
No.
Why no? You'd rather
sleep in that little box?
Oh, we can stay out here.
But you're not gettin' any sleep.
Eggs over easy, Kayce?
Yes, sir, thank you.
You're welcome.
Okay, look at this one.
It's in Prior, it's halfway
between here and Bozeman.
- It's forty acres. The house is nice.
- Mm-hmm.
I could teach at the rez, get
Tate back with his friends.
- Hey, Dad.
- Hey, buddy.
How you feeling?
Hungry.
Four days in a sweat
lodge will do that to you.
Boy, you ain't lying, Grandpa.
House looks nice.
Yeah, I think so too.
- Here you go, Kayce.
- All right.
Okay.
- Not hungry?
- Mm-mm.
I'm intermittent fasting.
What's that mean?
Uh, nothing but coffee
and cigarettes 'til noon,
and then I can eat what the fuck I want
until I start drinking at six.
Well, I'd like to meet the doctor
who came up with that diet.
I've adapted it a bit
to suit my lifestyle.
What are you working on today?
I got a few irons cooking.
What irons?
I'd rather ask for forgiveness
than permission on these, Daddy.
- If you don't mind.
- I do mind.
What irons?
I'm taking the job at Market Equities.
Mmm.
So take the job, then what?
Tell me how that helps us.
It helps us when I run it
into the fucking ground.
What are you doing today?
Battling my conscience.
Mmm.
Well, I'd offer advice, Dad, but
I've never been in that situation.
I gotta go.
- Love you.
- Mmm.
Off to ruin a life.
Okay, honey.
Fuck it.
You made bail.
How'd I do that?
Why'd you bail me out?
You believe what you're doing is right.
I disagree, but I I respect it.
I can't pay you back.
Not asking you to.
You're gonna ask me something though.
I'd like to I'd like to
show you my ranch.
You think a tour of your ranch
is gonna change what I believe?
No, but it might help you
understand me better.
Might help me understand you, too.
Surely you can appreciate that
virtually every fiber of my being
is screaming at me to
not get in the pickup
with the charming,
white male in his 50s,
who I don't know from fucking Adam.
Charming and in my 50s, huh.
I'm starting to like you better already.
But I see your point.
It's naive of me.
Don't throw any more
rocks at my son, okay?
Okay.
Do I have your word
you're not gonna attack me
and kill me and leave me
in the middle of a forest?
If my plan was doing all that,
I'm probably willing to break my word.
I'm going to trust you.
Good.
I'm gonna trust you, too.
Get in.
Full immunity.
Okay, ask away.
Terrell, you can answer his questions
without fear of prosecution.
No matter what I say?
No matter what you say.
You are a State's witness.
What about in here?
Ain't no immunity for a snitch.
You'll be put into protective custody.
With good behavior, we can move
you to a medium security facility
that is significantly more
comfortable than this place.
Fire away.
Do you know this man?
Did this man hire you to facilitate
the murder attempt on the Dutton family?
Can I help you?
It's like driving through
a different century.
Are you even aware of the strain
the rest of the world is under?
I'm aware of the strain here.
I don't know how much longer we'll last.
As a people, you know?
I don't think the planet's going
to tolerate us much longer.
That's because people have
stopped living with it,
and started living on it.
But you're right.
There will come a time when
Earth sheds us like dead skin.
And it will be our own fault.
I'm surprised you can
see that from here.
You can see it from anywhere, Summer.
It's impossible to miss.
Can you accommodate 300 people?
It's the largest ranch in Montana.
We can accommodate Denmark.
The bride is thinking that during
the day maybe offer trail rides
- or hay rides
- Hay rides at a wedding?
What? They want to
fucking bob for apples
and have sack races too, Gayle?
- They're from New York, Beth.
- Ah.
They want the ranch experience.
Well, I'm just offering the ranch.
If they want the ranch
experience, price doubles.
Won't be a problem.
Can you lock that July 28th date?
You send me a deposit, it's all yours.
Gonna lose you. Gotta go.
May I help you?
Excuse me.
Ma'am? Excuse me.
Excuse me!
- I called security.
- That's fine.
Close the door, please.
What do you want, Beth?
That's my seat.
- Your seat?
- Mm-hmm.
That's right, Bobby.
You're sitting in my seat.
Man, I drove seven hours
just to tell you that.
I have no idea what
you're talking about.
I am the new president of Market
Equity's Montana division.
I oversee all new development.
Oh.
That must be quite the
salary they're paying you.
Congratulations.
Mm-mm.
No salary, Bob.
No stock options.
No percentage of profit.
I wonder if you can guess
what would entice me to take a job
doing exactly what my family
have been fighting against
for a century.
Their interest in Schwartz & Meyer.
Their controlling interest, Bob.
Yeah. You bet on the wrong horse.
You are fired.
You're fired too, you nosy bitch.
All this shit, it's moving to Montana.
Hard day at the office?
Yeah, you could say that.
That's the problem with secrets.
They don't stay secret forever.
No. They don't.
Care to tell me yours?
You first.
You did it.
You got away from him.
You got the job you deserve.
You did everything
you said you would do.
Now, I keep my word.
Meet your son.
Come to think Mr. George, enjoyed them.
He's been quite a bunk rider,
and, uh, he got to see a lot of
bunk riding with Salty Chief.
And I never knew what that was.
They were powerful horses
if you're off by yourself
in the big country.
You didn't want to
get off of one of 'em.
No, no, you can't get back on.
They're liable to go back
to the barn without ya.
Yeah. Mr. George appreciated the fact
that they had a little fire in them.
Yeah, well, I like them to
have a little bit of fire,
but doggone, you don't want to go
you don't have a rodeo every day.
No.
He rode that little paint blue horse
that he'd bought off of a foreman
that joined the ranch here
that was sure enough
a little cutting horse.
And, uh
he worked her a lot.
You ready?
- Ready for what?
- Ready for work.
Grab your bag, ol' boy. Let's go.
Hope you soaked up some of
what you heard in there.
Soaked up some of what?
There's three gods in Texas:
the Almighty himself, Buster
Welch, and George Strait.
You just met one of them.
That's not George Strait.
I hope the good Lord gave
you a big dick, Jimmie,
'cause he sure shorted you on brains.
- Can you ride?
- Yeah, I can ride.
Good, 'cause they're
sending us on colts.
Are they broke?
Oh, not so much.
But they will be when we get there.
- How long a ride is it?
- Oh, through two pastures.
Ten thousand acres each.
Just two, though.
Come on, old boy, let's saddle up.
Easy.
- Hey, hey.
- Settle him down.
You ready? All right,
let's run the rank out
of these sons of bitches.