JOE: Three matching poker
chips at three crime scenes.
This is the work
of a serial k*ller.
Klamath Moore.
Anti-hunting activist
and pain in my ass.
KLAMATH: I have
to stir things up
'cause that's what
gets attention.
My specialty is human hunting.
His specialty is blowing steam
out of his ass.[CHUCKLES]
Hey, you can't do this!
I'll leave Luke for company.
Why would he be coming after us
after all of these years?
If it is Nemecek,
he's already got men on the way.
[GRUNTS]
Tell me what is going on.
They've seen us together.
LUKE: That's
government property!
Hey! Now you let me go.
[GROANS]
Oh, no. Luke.
[CHOKING]
JOE: Oh, no.
PARAMEDIC : This is with
a g*nsh*t victim en route.
ETA minutes.
WOMAN: - . ER on
standby. Ready to receive.
PARAMEDIC : Radial pulse
is weak and thready.
Prepping defib.
Multiple abrasions.
PARAMEDIC : Blood pressure
over , and falling.
Patient has gone cyanotic.
Oxygen levels deteriorating.
NURSE : Okay, let's
go. We're ready for you.
Let's get him to OR three.
NURSE : Sir, I'm sorry. You're
gonna have to wait outside.
[SPEAKER CHIMES]
[CLASSICAL MUSIC PLAYING]
[SNIFFING]
Ah.
[SNIFFS]
[SNIFFING]
[SNIFFING]
[CHUCKLES]
[SNIFFING]
[SCREAMING]
Ow!
[OWL HOOTING]
[SIGHS]
[RETCHING]
SHERIDAN: Where's Dad?
He's fine.
He's at the hospital with Luke.
Luke got hurt.
Somebody sh*t him.
Is he gonna be okay?
I hope so.
I really hope so.
Okay, honey get
ready for school.
Hey, can you do me a favor?
I need the emergency contact
for Luke Brueggemann.
WOMAN: Sure.
Just wait, wait, wait.
Okay.
.
Thanks.
Yeah. Have a good day.
Yeah. You, too.
[LINE RINGING]
[LINE CHIMES]
AUTOMATED VOICE: We're sorry. Your
call cannot be completed as dialed.
[CONTINUES SPEAKING
INDISTINCTLY]
JOE: How's he doing?
We've stabilized him, but the
b*llet did a lot of damage.
A cardiothoracic surgeon is on
her way from Cheyenne to assist.
Is he gonna make it?
I'm hopeful, but
there's no guarantee.
He's gonna be in surgery
for the rest of the day.
We should have a clearer
picture after that.
You should head home.
We'll call as soon
as there's news.
All right, thanks.
You already did everything
you could getting him here.
If he lost any more blood, he
wouldn't have made it to the hospital.
You saved his life, tying that
bandage around his neck like that.
Oh, I didn't do that.
He must have tied it himself.
There's no way someone with Luke's
injuries could have done it.
Guess he's got a
guardian angel out there.
[BUCK YELLING]
JOE: Luke, what was that?
Luke, answer me.
Luke, answer me.
Is he gonna make it?
DOCTOR: You already did
everything you could
getting him here.
If he lost any more blood, he
wouldn't have made it to the hospital.
[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]
MARYBETH: Joe?
[SIGHS] My God, Joe.
[EXHALES DEEPLY]
[SNIFFLES]
You okay?
Hey.
[SOBBING]
I can't come in to work today.
I'm sick. McLANAHAN:
Oh, you're sick?
Well, that's too bad.
Cops don't get sick
days, so suck it up.
Been up all night.
Coming out both ends.
Oh, my God. I
don't need to know
any details, all right?
Fine. We'll manage
without you.
I mean, anyone can
answer a damn phone.
Homemade kolaches.
Breakfast of champions.
You've got to try one.
Those things are delicious.
You seem upset.
Gee, I wonder why.
Maybe it's 'cause
men tried to k*ll me,
and I'm your hostage
till God knows when.
You know, I have a
life to get back to,
and an important job
that you are sabotaging.
[SIGHS]
When is this going
to end, Nate? Huh?
How many more men
do you need to k*ll?
You know, don't tell me.
[MIMICKING NATE] As
many as it takes.
All right, how about this?
I'll give you three questions,
and I'll answer them straight.
About anything?
Yeah, about anything.
Thanks.
I gotta show you something.
Okay.
I dug deeper into Klamath Moore.
He's not just a
media-obsessed scumbag.
What do you mean?
Well, Sheridan mentioned that
he talked to other schools,
so I looked into it.
And it turns out he
was in both towns
giving lectures the exact dates
that Dan Garrett and Warren
Tucker were m*rder*d.
You think he had
something to do with them?
I think it's a hell of a
coincidence if he didn't.
Hmm.
Klamath knew how
Frank was m*rder*d
almost as soon as we found him.
And we just assumed that someone at
the capitol had leaked it to him.
But could he be the k*ller?
Would he be so stupid as to
draw attention to himself?
Never underestimate the
attention needs of a narcissist.
That's a fair point.
There's something
that I don't get.
Why would he go back to the crime
scene last night for Conway?
Any one of us could have
seen him. It's careless.
And he has been so
methodical up to this point.
I don't know. You're
right. That's a big risk.
And there's something else.
When I got back to the truck,
Luke had this makeshift bandage
wrapped around his shoulder,
and the doctor said
there's no way that
he could've tied that himself.
Maybe Conway did
it before he d*ed.
No. g*nshots went
off all at once,
and Conway took two
hits in the chest.
What does it mean?
Well, it means that the
k*ller saved Luke's life.
Why?
Maybe he didn't mean to sh**t
Luke in the first place.
[SIGHS]
What aren't we seeing?
Well, k*ller or not,
Klamath is a lead.
And it's a start.
You gonna talk to him?
No.
No. If he is our guy, we need to
approach him like a wounded predator.
Go in at an angle,
avoid eye contact.
What is this?
MARYBETH: That's
Terry Boulden.
Klamath and his followers
att*cked him at a hunting banquet.
JOE: Wow.
Joe. Huh?
If we're going after a predator,
why not talk to his prey?
[g*n FIRES][GRUNTS]
Hold your fire.
I'm a game warden for
Twelve Sleep County.
TERRY: Let me see
some identification.
All right, I'm
going to hold it up.
Here it is.
I'm standing, slow.
Easy, easy.
Hey, I just want to talk.
Inside. Quick.
When I was a boy, my
dad, he wasn't home much.
But, uh, hunting and,
uh, stuffing game,
that became our, uh...
Our special time together.
[SOBS] Just me and my dad.
He, uh, passed away last year.
JOE: Um...
Um, I'm sorry to hear that.
He would've been so proud
to see me win
Outstanding Life Size.
And that sick son of a
bitch, Klamath Moore,
ruined it all.
Yeah.
That is his whole business.
[CHUCKLES] Yeah.
My life has been a
nightmare ever since.
Yeah. After the att*ck, I sued
his sorry ass, but then...
But then some assh*le in
his organization doxed me,
and they released
all my information.
My name, my phone
number, my address
on their damn anarchist
message board.
And since then, I've had
rocks through my window.
They... They smashed
my car with bats.
I got a voicemail from a man.
He said he wanted to
roast me like a deer.
That sounds...
Unpleasant.
Yeah.
Now they're k*lling
hunters for real?
Well, I could be next.
Do you have any idea
who could be doing this?
I'm sure it's one of
them nut jobs on there.
"There?"
On their message board.
Ah.
The regular thread, it
seems innocent enough,
but, but you look at the
comments section below,
they're practically
making confessions.
Hey, hon, check the
comments section
on the Stop the
Slaughter message thread.
Okay, I'll poke around,
see what I can find.
JOE: I'm going to stop
by the Sheriff's Office
and see if they ever looked
into Terry's death threats.
Joe, you didn't tell me the
governor shut down hunting season.
Who's saying that? The news.
Did you not know? No.
I mean, there was talk, but a
heads up would have been good.
There's gonna be blowback.
It might come our way.
The hunters are gonna
blame me for this.
Well, we'll be all right.
You stay safe, okay?
Yeah, I will. I love you.
Love you, too.
They're offering us $ ,
a head for the Andalusians
and $ , for the Oldenburgs.
Cover the import tax,
take care of customs.
We're not selling
our prized horses
to a bunch of Maple-suckers.
We don't have very
many options left, Mom.
We'll hold on for
a better offer.
They're just taking advantage
of our weakened state.
It's only getting weaker, Mom.
I spent weeks in Alberta
putting this together.
We're not gonna
get a better deal.
Okay. Now, hear me out.
What if we keep the horses,
and we sell their semen
on the black market?
I know a guy.
We are hanging on by
a g*dd*mn thread here.
Hunting season has
been shut down.
The outfitting business is
our best source of revenue,
and it's gone!
If we don't make money somehow,
we're gonna lose everything.
You're right.
We're just going to have to
open hunting season back, then.
Yeah. You got a plan?
I'll call the governor.
ARLEN: I already did.
Bastard's not
returning my calls.
It's bad, Mom. The whole
country's going to hell.
It's unconstitutional,
is what it is.
They're oppressing us.
We got to fight!
That's exactly what we'll do.
We're going to rally every hunter
in the state to come together
and claw back our
God-given right to hunt
by any means necessary.
Hey, there's my
little tea biscuit.
Hi.
If this is some low rent
farm-to-table restaurant
thing, I'm out.
[CHUCKLES] No, no, no. I...
I just told you that we were
having lunch so I could...
So I could surprise you.
No, I'm surprised and hungry.
Well, this is for you, my dear.
How does that suit
your appetite?
Go on, open it.
Huh?
I bought us a ranch.
Yeah. Yeah.
Now you can move
out of the motel,
and we can live together
like a real couple.
Now, I do still have
to break it to my mom,
but she'll be happy for me.
Maybe.
Kyle, this is a ranch house,
not a ranch.
Now, Missy, just, just wait until
you see the bonus room, huh?
I talked them into letting
us keep the La-Z-Boys.
Real leather, too. Yeah.
[SCOFFS]
There's no "us."
[CLICKS TONGUE]
God. How did I let
things get this far?
Nibbles, what, what
are you talking about?
I mean, we're so happy, right?
Oh, honey, this isn't
happiness, this is...
[SNICKERS] Delusion.
What?
I've had many opportunities
to marry my way to
the middle bottom.
But this is not the life for me.
And the fact that you think
that this would satisfy me...
Well...
just shows me how far
apart we really are.
I'm done, Kyle.
All right?
So, please just
don't call me again.
[CAR DOOR OPENS][SIGHS] Oh...
[CAR DOOR CLOSES]No,
don't do this, all right?
Look, I love you,
Missy. All right? You...
You're my everything.
[CAR APPROACHING]
[CAR DOOR OPENS]
[OBJECT THUDS]
[HORN TOOTS]
Oh, April.
Joe, Joe, Joe, something
horrible has happened.
Is it Luke?
No, no, it's not
Luke, all right?
It's your mother-in-law.
She broke my heart, Joe.
You think you might be
able to talk to her for me?
Trust me, you dodged
a b*llet there.
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
You watch that tongue of yours.
There isn't a woman on
this planet like Missy.
I won't argue with that.
All right.
Listen, can you...
Can you find a file for
me on a Terry Boulden?
He's a hunter that was
targeted by Klamath Moore.
[PHONE RINGING]Yeah. Cricket,
you gonna answer that?
She's not there.
Just hang on, all right?
Terry Boulden. Yeah,
Pickett, just...
Where the hell have you been?
We're at DEFCON One here.
The whole Game and Fish
Department is in jeopardy.
That's not really my
top concern right now.
Three hundred and fifty
jobs aren't your concern?
Not to mention you've gone
and destroyed another truck.
Hey, get back here!
You made this mess.
Wally Conway is
dead because of you.
If he hadn't been handcuffed,
he could have defended himself.
You had no authority to do that.
And if Luke dies,
that's on you, too.
BARNUM: Hey! Hey, hey, Joe!
Hey, Joe, let him go. Hey!
Joe! Be calm now!
He tried to k*ll
me. He's crazy.
You all saw that, right?
And you're lucky
that I stopped him.
What the hell were you thinking,
bringing a civilian up there?
Wasn't a damn picnic.
Conway's death is on you!
McLANAHAN: Sheriff. What?
Governor just landed.
Wants to see us
all in minutes.
Oh, that's just perfect.
I look forward to him
wasting all our time.
You just try to calm
down, all right?
McLanahan, get the conference
room ready for the governor.
Your days as a game warden
are numbered, Pickett.
I don't care what
the governor says.
You'll be lucky if you
can get a job baling hay
when I'm done with you.
[BREATHING DEEPLY]
What we have here, gentlemen,
is a USDA certified
prime sh*t burger.
The public knows everything now.
Dan Garrett, Warren Tucker,
Frank Urman, Wally Conway,
and the real
tragedy, Buck Lothar.
And that's not even
my real headache.
Hunting season has
been shut down.
Hunting is half the reason
why people live in Wyoming.
And there's rumblings
of armed protests
being organized in Saddlestring.
There's gonna be
rioting on the street
because you clowns
can't solve this case.
Well, can you deploy
the National Guard?
I can't be seen clashing
with the hunters, Barnum.
It'd be political su1c1de.
Now, someone's head
is going to roll,
and it sure as hell
ain't gonna be mine.
So shape up, put
someone's ass behind bars
before this thing turns nuclear.
Sheriff, I've got some info on
Klamath Moore, about the murders.
You got a minute?
Yeah, if it's quick.
Then I got to figure out a way
to keep Saddlestring
from burning.
And then we'll make her a nice,
cozy bed with some fresh straw.
We want our new horse to feel
comfortable and
safe here with us.
And it might take some time
for her to settle in
and feel like it's home,
but that's normal.
Maybe we could get her
a new blanket, too.
That's a great idea.
I bet she'd like that.
April, honey.
This came back today.
Oh.
I can only imagine
how awful it is
not knowing where your mom is.
I bet you miss her a lot.
Sometimes I wish I
could talk to her.
I'm sorry I didn't tell you.
You and Joe have been so nice.
I... I just didn't
want you to be mad.
Honey, there's nothing
to apologize for.
Okay?
Of course you miss your mom.
Being a part of this
family, which you are,
doesn't mean you're not still
a part of your family, too.
You never have to stop
loving your mom and dad.
The heart, it's
this amazing thing.
Even when you feel more
sadness than you knew existed,
somehow there's still
room for more love.
Does that make sense?
Mmm-hmm.
I love you, honey.
I love you so much.
CRICKET: Okay, I've got it.
NATE: What?
CRICKET: My three questions.
Question number one, have
you ever k*lled somebody?
And not including
that other guy.
You mean illegally?
How would you define
a legal m*rder?
Yes.
You're not gonna elaborate?
No.
[SIGHS]
That's two questions.
You got one left.
What? No, that should
not count as two.
You're the one that likes
the letter of the law.
[SIGHS]
Guessing we're not
here for happy hour.
And that's a statement,
not a question.
Sit tight. I'll be right back.
[GROANS]
Oh, my God.
Who outed Big
Merle? I don't know.
I said who! I don't know!
Is Nemecek back?
TURK: I don't know.
Don't lie to me, man.
No. Please don't
rip my ear off.
Please don't rip my ear off.
If you lie to me, I'm
gonna come back here,
but I'm not gonna
take just one ear.
You understand?
Look at me!
I'm gonna take both of 'em.
Buckle up.
What the hell?
Don't worry, it's
part of the plan.
Yeah, some plan.
Who's Nemecek?
I've got one question
left, and I'm using it.
Who is Nemecek?
Forget the name.
That's not an answer.
Cricket.
No.
Fine.
Then I get another question.
Have you ever ripped
people's ears off before?
Yes.
sh*t!
I mean, what about us?
[STAMMERS] We're
trying to hide,
and you just sent
up a signal flare.
I need them to think
we're in South Dakota.
We are in South Dakota.
[SCOFFS]
And now they know what
car we're driving.
Yeah. We take
care of that next.
Hey.
Hey. You all right?
I just, um, heard
from the hospital.
Luke made it through
surgery, but he's in a coma,
and they're not sure
if he's gonna wake up.
This is not your fault.
Well, Randy thinks it is.
Randy's an idiot.
When has his opinion
ever mattered?
He said some things and...
And I, um...
Just...
Joe.Ah.
Hey.Mmm.
You haven't slept in
days. You're exhausted.
Go to sleep.
I'll be up later.
I'm exhausted just
looking at you.
Okay?
Did you find anything
on Stop the Slaughter?
Not yet, but there are
thousands of posts.
I'll keep looking.
Go. Come on.
Yeah.
HINDERAKER: All my
cars are certified.
No lemons on this lot.
I'm looking for something that's
good on the mountain roads.
Ah.Maybe a little off-roading.
Little weekend fun, huh?
Yeah, something like that.
Well, this one's
got four-wheel drive
and great traction control.
Yeah, feel free to pop
the hood, poke around.
Mind if I take it for a spin?
No can do, partner.
I'm alone tonight.
I'm happy to take you
first thing in the morning.
Ah, all good. I can handle it.
I'll be really careful.
Got a strict policy.
You see that?
Now, she's worth two
times what that is.
I'll leave it as collateral.
Hop in.
I told him we're going
around the block.
Yeah. [CLEARS THROAT]
About that.
I'm not coming.
[SIGHS]As fun as this whole
"you don't tell me anything and pretend
it's a joke" game goes, I'm over it.
Okay? I'm not some suitcase
you can lug around.
Look, this is not a game.
This is for your protection.
No, it's not!
These people have
already seen us together.
And they have tried
to k*ll me twice.
How is leaving me in
the dark protecting me?
How?
Okay, look.
I have... No. Mmm-mmm.
I can't tell you.
I have to show you.
And where we're going
next, it'll all make sense.
I promise.
So please get in the car
because we have to go right now.
Please.
[CAR DOOR OPENS][EXHALES DEEPLY]
My God.
Joe. Joe.
[MUTTERING]Joe, wake up.
You gotta see this.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, yeah. Listen.
"Last night, I had a dream
"that a brainless hunter
was hunted himself.
"His body mutilated
in the same way
"he'd been mutilating
innocent animals."
It keeps going.
"A brave warrior could
make a difference.
"Make sure no hunter
ever feels safe again."
JOE: Who wrote that?
A user called Wolverine.
But, but, Joe,
this post, it was written
the day of the first m*rder.
No.
This one.
That's the day
Warren was k*lled.
And this one, that's the
day Frank was m*rder*d.
JOE: That was yesterday.
"A great hunter will fall while
hunting the warrior in the wilderness."
Whoa! Oh, my God.
Joe, this is our guy.
This is him.
Wolverine.
♪ I've been a puppet
a pauper, a pirate
♪ A poet, a pawn and a queen
♪ I've been up and
down and in and out
♪ And you know what I mean
♪ Each time that I find
myself flat on my face
♪ I'll get myself up...
Thanks.
♪ And get back in the race
♪ That's life
♪ You know I can't deny it
♪ Many times I've
thought of checking out
♪ But my heart won't buy it
♪ But if there's nothing
cooking this come July
♪ I'm gonna roll myself up
♪ In a big ball and
♪ Die
♪ Bye-bye
[DEREK LAUGHING]
DEREK: That was great. Whoo!
[WHISTLING]
I, um...
I hear you finally
dumped Deputy Dipshit.
About time you dated a real man.
Don't you think?
And I suppose you believe
yourself to be that real man.
Nah.
You see, I would never
date someone like you,
who doesn't even
know how to sh**t.
Well...
Give me a g*n.
I'll show you what
a good sh*t I am.
[MIMICKING g*nsh*t]
[CHUCKLES]
Okay.
Tomorrow.
Let me check my schedule.
You can keep that.
[MAXINE GRUNTING]
[MAXINE BARKING]
Hey.
[CONTINUES BARKING]
MARYBETH: Hey.
You're okay. You're
all right. Hey. Yeah.
What is it, Joe?
I don't know.
I'm gonna take a look.
You check on the girls.
MARYBETH: Hey, hey.
Be careful.
You stay here.
It's okay.
My God, Joe.
I expected the
hunters to be angry,
but I didn't expect them to come
here to our home and do that.
Sons of b*tches.
Okay, I'll take
care of the heads.
Just make sure the girls
don't see anything.
Keep them inside.
Yeah, of course I will.
It'll be okay.
[CELL PHONE BEEPS]
[DIALING]
[LINE RINGING]
Sheriff. Yeah,
it's Joe Pickett.
I'm sorry to call so early.
I woke to some elk heads
mounted on spikes in my yard.
I'm gonna need a forensics team
out here to see who gifted those.
BARNUM: Pickett, I got head
problems of my own right now.
Forty miles from
where we found Frank.
What's the head doing
all the way out here?
Looks like some sort of
demented bowling ball.
You know, I took
Missy bowling once.
She said it was like
bocce for poor people.
Oh, God, I miss that woman.
BARNUM: Oh, God. Try to
keep it together, McLanahan.
JOE: Well, it looks like
it was left here recently.
A day tops.
See, flies. No maggots.
Oh, God, don't say that word.
Maggots?
Oh, I hate you. [RETCHES]
Hey, do not puke
on the crime scene.
[McLANAHAN VOMITING]
Why would you hang
on to a head so long
just to toss it in the woods?
I don't know. I had
the same question.
I figured the sicko just kept
it as a trophy or something.
Stop trying to analyze
the motives of a madman.
It's pointless.
Who found it?
A hiker called Game and Fish
headquarters this morning.
Who calls Game and Fish
for a severed head?
How should I know?
This whole thing is
below my pay grade.
I'm done here.
That man is a complete
and utter moron.
Mmm-hmm.
I know we've had
our differences,
but I want you to know I appreciate
you helping out with this.
And the people are
scared and angry.
This protest is gonna
be a powder keg.
We'll be a little shorthanded.
I could use an extra pair
of boots on the ground.
Oh.
My only experience with
crowd control is elk ruts.
It's all right.
I guess the last thing Saddlestring
needs is another disaster.
I can be there.
Appreciate it, Pickett.
All right, everyone, listen up.
[CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY]
[JOE SIGHS]
Sheriff, anyone been up here?
No, I don't think so.
[SIGHS]
[THUNDER RUMBLES]
Are you trying to insult me?
I can do better than that.
You can hit from this distance?
No, I've never fired
one of these in my life.
But that truck is
criminally ugly
and deserves to be put down.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Here, let me show you.
May I?
That's good.
That's good.
What I need you
to do is to relax.
And breathe.
And right about there.
Now squeeze.
Don't pull the trigger.
[LAUGHS]
[BOTH LAUGHING]
[PHONE RINGING]
Wyoming Game and
Fish Department.
How may I help you?
Wendy, it's Joe.
Oh, hiya, Joe. You
catch the bad guy yet?
People have damn near lost
their minds over this thing.
The calls I've been getting.
Ah, I can imagine.
Uh, speaking of, can you do me
a favor and send over the report
from the hiker that
called in the head?
Head? What head?
Frank Urman's head.
Uh, it was found this morning.
A hiker reported it,
and I just wanted to see
if they left a name
or a callback number.
Yeah. There's no
record of any call.
You sure that
happened this morning?
Who told you there was a call?
Uh...
Ah, it doesn't matter.
Thanks. Have a good one.
McLANAHAN: Please. Just...
Just give me another
chance, okay?
Look, I'll figure out this
whole money issue, all right?
[STAMMERS] We'll buy a new
ranch, whatever you want, okay?
I'll even rob a bank for
you if I have to, okay?
And I'm a high-ranking
law officer.
I mean, I can do that, right?
Please. Just call
me back, all right?
I miss you.
[CLEARS THROAT]I even
bought a new cologne.
Smells like the...
Oh. Okay, I gotta go. Bye.
Mmm. Hey, Marybeth.
MARYBETH: Hey, Deputy.
Where is everybody?
Uh, you know, just
down at the protest.
MARYBETH: sh**t.
I was hoping to get Cricket to
help me with something.Right.
Well, she called in sick today,
so I'm on desk duty.
Hey, uh, before you leave, um,
have you heard from
Missy by any chance?
No, I haven't. Why?
Well, it's nothing. We
just had a bit of a...
A real estate disagreement.
And then she dumped me.
Oh.
Do you think that maybe you
could talk to her for me?
Oh, no. Uh, I'm not gonna
get involved in that.
Oh, no, no, no, this
is... This is perfect.
Yeah. Look, I cannot
lose this woman.
I've never felt this way about
anyone in my entire life.
And until your mother,
I didn't even know
what slow, sensual
love really was.
All right? Please,
Marybeth. Just, just...
Just talk to her.
That's all I'm asking.
Okay?
Okay. All right.
Okay. Okay.
I mean, I could talk to Missy.
And maybe there's something
you could help me with.
What?
There's an account
on an online forum
that might be connected
to the murders.
I need you to run the IP
address through your system
and see who it belongs to.
Do you have a warrant?
Do you have a girlfriend?
Wow. Hurtful.
Deputy, just think how
impressed Missy would be
if you solved this case.
All right. Let's do it.
HANK: This is about protecting
our sacred way of life.
PROTESTORS: Yeah!
HANK: Our rights
and our freedoms...
PROTESTORS: Yeah!
Are being stripped away by some
scared politician in Cheyenne.
If they're gonna
shut down hunting,
well, we're just gonna
have to shut down the town.
PROTESTORS: Yeah!
What right does
Game and Fish have
telling us we can't hunt?
We pay for their salaries.
[PROTESTORS AGREEING]
The lame wardens work for us!
[PROTESTORS AGREEING]
HANK: Shutting down hunting
ain't gonna keep us safe. No.
We...
We are the only ones
keeping us safe!
[PROTESTORS AGREEING]
The cops are doing jack
while Game and Fish
takes our money.
[CROWD BOOS]
ARLEN: It's time
to clean house!
Clean house!
PROTESTORS: [CHANTING] Clean house!
Clean house! Clean house! Clean house!
Scarletts are throwing
a match in a gas tanker.
This is bad.
PROTESTORS: [CHANTING] Clean house!
Clean house! Clean house! Clean house!
Clean house! Clean house!
Clean house! Clean house!
Clean house! Clean house!
Clean house! Clean house!
sh*t.
Hey, we got company.
Klamath Moore is headed
south, down Main Street.
BARNUM: What?
JOE: I need everybody
here right now.
Okay, we're on our way.
Come on, we got to go.
Screw that. I'm
not sticking around
to get caught in the crossfire.
Everybody move
in now. Let's go.
PROTESTORS: [CHANTING] Clean house!
Clean house! Clean house! Clean house!
Barnum, I need you here now.
CHET: Hey!
Get the hell out of our state.
We don't want you here!
If you don't leave now, you're
gonna be leaving in body bags.
k*ll, k*ll, k*ll. That's
all you know how to do.
I'm warning you.
Look around. It's you
who's been warned.
Stop the Slaughter!
CROWD: [CHANTING] Stop the
Slaughter! Stop the Slaughter!
We're not gonna tell you again.
Why do you love animals
so much? Your mom a pig?
Hey! Get off...
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Step back! Step back!
ANTI-HUNTING PROTESTORS: [CHANTING]
Stop the Slaughter! Stop the Slaughter!
Stop the Slaughter!
Stop the Slaughter!
MAN: Hey, come on!
[GROANS]
[CROWD CLAMORING]
[g*n f*ring]
JOE: Just keep away
from the windows.
You okay?
They're just a bunch of thugs.
They would have
bashed my brains in.
What do you know
about these murders?
Excuse me?
Dan Garrett, Warren Tucker,
Frank Urman, Wally Conway.
You were in town every time
one of them was k*lled.
What do you know about it?
Shame I never got
to see one happen.
Are you sure about that?
I know about Wolverine.
His posts on your site.
Yeah, I've seen
the posts.Mmm-hmm.
He is a true warrior.
No, he's a m*rder*r.
And if you know
anything about it,
you're just as guilty as he is.
Even if I did know anything,
anything about Wolverine,
I wouldn't tell you.
This is the best publicity
we've ever gotten.
Donations are pouring in,
Twitter is carrying my message
all over the world
to a new generation.
Yeah.
You are a monster.
I'm a believer.
You're a believer?
I'm a believer.
Hunting... Hunting is
m*rder, plain and simple.
You can try to justify it
and make it seem natural.
But it is taking
an innocent life.
And one day, people
in the future
will look back in horror
at the brutality of
how we treat animals.
You paraded images
of Frank Urman's
mutilated body on television.
I did what I had to
do... And what's that?
To make people understand.
Okay, you tell me.
How many people
believe in something
and dedicate their lives to it?
Surely there's...
There's some part of you
that can understand that.
Right? I bet you didn't become
a game warden for the money.
[CELL PHONE VIBRATING]
Hey.
Yeah, it's not...
Not a great time.
Joe.
Joe, we got him. We
traced the account.
You're not gonna believe it.
What? Who is it?
It's Randy.
I'm on my way there.
MARYBETH: Randy
Pope is Wolverine.
Randy.
Okay. I gotta go.
You were saying?
Don't go anywhere. Okay?
Randy, stop! Get
your hands up!
I said stop!
[RANDY GRUNTS]
Did you k*ll Frank Urman?
No.
I mean, I disposed of his head,
but I didn't k*ll him, I swear.
BARNUM: Randy Pope,
you're under arrest
for the m*rder of Frank Urman.
RANDY: Frank was my friend.
I wouldn't k*ll him, I swear.
[BREATHING HEAVILY]
02x05 - Heads Will Roll
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Series follows the life of Joe Pickett, a Wyoming-based game warden, and his family in the small town of Saddlestring and the surrounding wilderness of Yellowstone National Park.
Series follows the life of Joe Pickett, a Wyoming-based game warden, and his family in the small town of Saddlestring and the surrounding wilderness of Yellowstone National Park.