02x02 - The Question Why

[bunniefuu]

I got a job.
Stockman's Bar. A bar?

I miss my daughter.
Please help me find her.

Now, they may not recognize
you, Joe, but I do. I see you.

Can I trust you to look
for the truth? JOE: Yes.

You can trust me to
look for the truth.

Frank was supposed to
come home last night.

Why don't I ask Joe
to go look for him?

Daddy, I don't like it
when you leave at night.

I have my satellite phone.

I'm gonna call you
every hour, check in.

Brothers Grim, huh? We
prefer the Grim Brothers.

How about I just take a look at this
fishing license and then I'll get going?

So you're what? Sort of a tax
collector for the government then?

You've got me wondering
who the criminal is here.

[ARROW WHIZZES][GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

[JAZZ PIANO PLAYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY]

♪ Good times and bum times

♪ I've seen them
all And, my dear

♪ I'm still here

♪ Plush velvet sometimes

♪ Sometimes just
pretzels and beer

♪ But I'm here

♪ I have stuffed the dailies

♪ In my shoes

♪ I've strummed ukuleles

♪ And I've sung... ♪

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[FLIES BUZZING]

[BREATH TREMBLING]

[PANTS]

[SQUELCHING]

[GROANS]

[PANTING]

[GRUNTING]

[SNIFFING]

Caleb.

You smell that?

[SNIFFS]

[PANTS]

I smell the government man.

Get the r*fle.

sh*t.

[GROANING]

[GRUNTS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[GRUNTING]

Both of you freeze
where you are.

And throw your weapons
out in the open.

CAMISH: Nah, that ain't how
it's gonna work. Right, brother?

CALEB: g*dd*mn right, brother.

CAMISH: I thought we weren't gonna
use that kind of language anymore.

[PANTING]

CALEB: Sorry. Got a
little carried away.

[g*n FIRES]

[g*n f*ring]

[g*n f*ring]CALEB: Argh!

[CALEB CONTINUES GROANING]CAMISH:
Caleb, are you hit?

[CALEB GROANS]

[GROANING]

CAMISH: Not many sh*ts
left, by my count.

And we've got all
your spare b*ll*ts.

It's only a matter of time now.

[GRUNTS]

[GROANS AND BREATHS HEAVILY]

[GROANING IN PAIN]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTS]

[EXHALES]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

JOE: ♪ I've been worryin'

♪ All my life

♪ I've been wonderin'

♪ All my life ♪

[GASPS]

You hit?

Hey, show me.

[BIRDS SQUAWKING]

It's nothing to
feel ashamed about.

He got a lucky sh*t off.

That's it.

No.

[EXHALES]

I underestimated him.

Don't talk. Open your
mouth. Open your mouth.

Let me look inside.

How... How bad is it?

He got you through the cheek.

Took a couple teeth,
maybe part of your jaw.

[GRUNTS]

Here, hold this. Hold this.

We need to stop the bleeding.

[YELLS] God!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

I'm gonna get that government
man for this. I'm gonna get him.

He ain't gonna go easy.

You'll need my help.

No, you're hurt. You ain't
gonna harm anyone like this.

I'm ready!

Let's get this son of a bitch
before this hurts worse.

Or they're gonna find us.

You're right.

You're right.

We can't let 'em find us.

Let's go k*ll him.

He's wounded. He
won't get far.

And I bet I know
where he's headed.

[YELPS]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

You shouldn't be here.

[GROANS SOFTLY]

[PHONE RINGING]

Joe? BLAIRE: Hi there, Marybeth.

Hi, Blaire.

Have you heard anything? No.

I haven't heard from him yet,

but I'll call you as
soon as I do, I promise.

Okay. All right.

Thanks.Bye.

[EXHALES]

[KEYS BEEP]

[LINE RINGING]

[SIGHS]

[SOFTLY] Just answer, Joe.

Just answer.[DOOR CREAKS]

Was that Dad?

Um, no.

No, honey.

[SIGHS]

How many hours has he missed?

Mmm, about six.

But you know what?
I'm sure it's just

that lousy service
he was talking about.

Why don't you go outside?

Play with your sisters?

Come and get me as
soon as he calls.

I will.

Go on.

[PHONE RINGING]

Wyoming Game and
Fish Department.

Hi, this is Marybeth Pickett.

Joe Pickett's wife.

Hi, Mrs. Pickett.

I'm a little worried about Joe.

He's out in the field

and he's not answering
his satellite phone.

And his trainee, Luke,

he hasn't heard from
him, either.I...

Mrs. Pickett?

This is Randy Pope.
I'm Joe's new boss.

Hi, Mr. Pope.

Do you realize your husband just
destroyed his new Game and Fish truck?

Totaled it. That is
state property.Right...

That's not why I'm calling.

And are you aware that this is the second
truck that he has destroyed in a year?

I mean, are we gonna have to
send him to driving school?

That was not Joe's fault.

That was a drunk
elk. A drunk elk?

Oh, that is rich.

Mr. Pope, I am
worried about Joe.

He... He went up Bermuda Mountain
looking for a missing hunter,

and now he's missing, too.

I was hoping you could
trace his satellite phone.

Not if it's turned off, I can't.

Or broken, knowing your husband.

Well, what can you do?

Well, I can wait until he
shows up. That's about it.

And what if he doesn't?

I wouldn't worry too
much, Mrs. Pickett.

Joe probably just
crashed his horse.

You're... Shove
it up your ass!

[LINE DISCONNECTS]

SHERIDAN: Who was that?

Uh...

That was your dad's new boss.

Don't get him fired.

Is Dad okay?

Yeah.

I'm sure your dad's fine.

[BIRD SCREECHES]

[WOMAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

[SINGING CONTINUES]

[GROANS]

Shh.

[SINGING CONTINUES]

Hello?

[SINGING STOPS]

You've got a fever.

Mom...

Joe.

You said you wouldn't die dumb.

I did?

How'd you get in here?

It doesn't matter.

You should go.

[EXHALES] My head hurts.

Go! Before they find you!

[GROANS]

I want to pull
that splinter out.

Is that okay?

Is that okay,
Joey? Is that okay?

Okay.

This is for the pain.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

[GROANS SOFTLY]

Is it gonna hurt?

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]
Everything hurts.

You know that, Joey.

[FLESH SQUELCHES]

[GROANING]

[SCREAMING]

[BIRDS SCREECHING]

He fell here.

What?

[CHUCKLES SOFTLY]

Lay down here a minute.

You'll see.

What?

I'm showing you.

Smoke.

You're right. Smoke.

How much do you wanna bet he figured
that was a safe place for him to go?

Hey, Sheriff?

Marybeth Pickett's on the
phone and she sounds upset.

BARNUM: All right.
Put her through.

So let me get this straight. You haven't
spoken to Joe in, what, three hours?

MARYBETH: Eight.

Is that supposed
to be a long time?

Yeah. When you're supposed to check in
every hour, it's a hell of a long time.

[SIGHS] Look, Sheriff Barnum,

Joe promised me
he'd stay in touch.

I'm telling you,
something is wrong.

All right, Mrs.
Pickett, it's, um...

It's understandable for a
woman like you to overreact.

What's that supposed to mean?

Just that you've
been through a lot.

[INHALES] Clearly,
you aren't hearing me.

My husband went missing looking
for a hunter who is also missing.

Do you understand that?

Does that make sense to you? Something
is happening on that mountain.

What hunter?

Frank Urman.

Frank Urman?

Why? Do you know Frank?

Of course I know Frank.
Everyone knows Frank.

When did he go missing?

Three days ago.

Then why the hell is this the
first time I'm hearing about it?

I... I don't know.
I work for his wife.

She wanted to keep it discreet.

So Joe Pickett thinks he
can do a cop's job again.

Sheriff, please.

All right, look.

If it makes you feel better, I
promise I'll send my best guy

up the mountain to look for Joe and
Frank first thing tomorrow morning.

Who's your best guy?

McLanahan!

Yes, sir.

Get over here.

McLANAHAN: Yeah,
what's up, boss?

[SIGHS] Great.

[CHILDREN
CHATTERING][DOG BARKING]

You're leading the search and rescue
for your future son-in-law tomorrow.

Yeah, they grow up
so fast, don't they?

What did the little
whippersnapper do this time?

Pickett got turned around
ass-backward up on Bermuda Mountain.

McLANAHAN: I might've guessed.

You know, they say a wendigo
lives up in those mountain, but...

[DOOR CLOSES]

All right, it's been taken care of,
Mrs. Pickett. I'll keep you informed.

Right.

CAMISH: That way.

[CREAKING]

Hello?

[WIND BLOWING]

Are you still there?

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS] Oh, sh*t.

[INHALES]

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

[FOOTSTEPS THUDDING]

[EXHALES]

[GRUNTING]

CAMISH: You got
company in there?

Rosie!

Do you have company in there?

The Bill of Rights says,

"No soldier shall in time of
peace be quartered in any house."

Hear that, government man?

We know our rights.

No answer, huh?

[FOOTSTEPS THUDDING]

Then let the fumigation begin!

[UNZIPS PANTS]

[URINE DRIPPING]

Ugh!

[GAGS]

[GRUNTS]

[WOOD RATTLES]

CAMISH: Rosie, get down.

[g*n FIRES]

CAMISH: Caleb, get down here.

[JOE GROANS]

[WOOD BREAKS]

CAMISH: I told you
to leave us be!

Come here!

[g*n FIRES]

Freeze!

[GRUNTS]

[g*n FIRES]

[g*n FIRES]

[g*n FIRES]

Damn it!

CAMISH: Get up. Get up.

CALEB: Let's burn this
place and finish him off.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

CAMISH: Do you see him?

CALEB: He ain't
gettin' far. Come on.

CAMISH: You go yonder.
I'll circle around.

[GROANS AND SIGHS]

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

Marybeth. What's going on that you
need me here at : in the morning?

I need a favor. And you couldn't
have asked over the phone?

I'm the only deputy on call.
I had to lock up the station.

I need to reach Nate Romanowski.

What? Can you help me?

No.

I thought maybe...

I... I noticed how
close you two got.

I thought maybe you
stayed in touch.

He's a fugitive from
justice and I'm a cop.

And why are you looking
for Nate anyway?

Because Joe's missing.

He's missing, and...

After what happened last year, he would
never lose contact with his family.

If he is not calling
us, he is in danger,

and something is wrong.

I know it.

Okay, but then,
why Nate? Why...

Because Nate's the only person I
could think of who could find him.

He's up Bermuda Mountain.

At Swanson Lake.[SIGHS]

Look. I'm not saying I
know how to contact Nate.

That would be illegal
and I'd lose my job.

But if I did know where he was,

I would contact him.

Thank you.

I didn't admit to anything.

I know.

Sorry for dragging you out here.

[CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[GASPS] Oh, honey.

[SIGHS]

Why were the police here?

Did something happen to Dad?

No, honey. Um...

She was just
patrolling the area.

Everything's fine.

Wait.

Dad's okay?

Yeah, Dad's okay.

I talked to him earlier.

Okay?

Go back to bed.

JOE: Marybeth, Sheridan,
Lucy...[SNIFFLES]

[GRUNTS]

April.

Marybeth...

[SNIFFLING AND GROANING]

Sheridan...

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Lucy...

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

[WOLF BARKING]

Maxine?

[WOLF SNARLING]

[WOLVES HOWLING]

[BREATHING
HEAVILY][WOLF SNARLING]

[WOLVES HOWLING]Marybeth...

Sheridan...
Lucy...[WOLF SNARLING]

[WOLF YELPS IN PAIN]Marybeth...

Sheridan... Lucy...[WOLVES
SNARLING AND HOWLING]

[PANTING] April... Marybeth...

[WOLF BARKING AND
HOWLING][STRAINING]

[SNARLING
INTENSIFIES]Marybeth...

[BREATHING HEAVILY]
Just come home, Joe.

[WHISPERING] Just come home.

Where are you?

JOE: Marybeth... Sheridan...

Lucy...

April...

Marybeth...

Sheridan...

Lucy...

April...

[PANTING]

Frank.

[WOMAN SINGING INDISTINCTLY]

[g*n FIRES]

You've got a fever.

[HEART b*ating]

[HIGH-PITCHED
RINGING][STRAINING]

[STRAINING]

[GROANING] No, no...

NATE: Easy, Joe.

I got you, brother.

I got you. Come on.

MAN : Come on. [LAUGHING]

MAN : Get back in bed.

[HEART MONITOR BEEPS]

I pleaded with you, but
you just wouldn't stop.

WOMAN: This is for the pain.

[SCREAMING][Kn*fe SLICING]

[GASPS]

[HEART MONITOR
BEEPS]You're awake.

I'll get the sheriff.

[DOOR OPENS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

Hmm.

There you are.

Mmm.

Mmm.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[HUMMING]

[HUMMING CONTINUES]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[CRICKET YELLS]

Good to see you, too.[PANTS]

Nate.

What the heck?

Sorry to come by unannounced.

[SCOFFS]

Don't.[CHUCKLES]

You snuck in through
my window. Again.

That's not unannounced,
that's uncivilized.

I get it.

You're mad.

No, I am not mad
at you, all right?

I'm just not interested in
anything you have to say.

[CHUCKLES] Are you
gonna drop the bat?

You know you can't just come
and go through a woman's window

any which way you
please. You know...

And I sure as heck deserve more than some
blank postcards every couple of weeks.

You kept them?

What?

[SCOFFS]

That's not the point.

The point is that you didn't
even write anything on them.

Not a single word.

I mean, you could've told
me that you were okay,

or where you were or...

Or anything.

I told you where
you could reach me

if you ever needed me.[SCOFFS]

That's something, Cric.

Please.

Bet you give that hotline
number to all the girls.

Well, I couldn't write anything.

Not without putting
you in danger.

Hell, me sending these postcards
was a risk but I just needed...

Don't worry about me.

I can take care of myself.

Right, good. I can see that.

It's really good to
see you, Cricket.

Yeah, I...

Got a promotion at work.

I'm a full deputy now.

Hmm.

Benefits and everything.

Benefits. Yeah, that's good.

Yeah.

Which means

I probably shouldn't

be harboring a known fugitive.

Um, you should go.

Yeah.

You look really good.

Got a lunch date

with an accountant

who uses the front door.

You deserve it.

BARNUM: You remember where
in the mountain you were?

[HEART MONITOR
BEEPS]When they sh*t me,

I was probably three
miles northeast

of Swanson Lake.

Due east of Dry Ridge.

BARNUM: Yeah, I
know the place.

And that's where
you lost your horse?

I mean, that's where Lizzie
bolted into the forest.

It was right by an Aspen grove.

And that's where you saw the
brothers dismembering your horse.

Yeah.

Yeah, when I came
to, they were...

They were field-dressing her.

And, uh...

Uh, looked like they
were harvesting her meat

like they did the elk.

Like they did Frank Urman.

Jesus Christ.

You think it was Frank?

Well, we won't know for
sure until we examine him,

but the clothes you saw
piled up next to him

match the description of
what he was last wearing.

What I can't figure out is why the
brothers would att*ck you at all.

I mean, you didn't find
Frank's body till the next day.

Maybe they didn't
want any witnesses.

Maybe 'cause you wrote
them those tickets.

BARNUM: Maybe.

Anyway, we're gonna
set up a perimeter,

send the helicopters
up the mountain.

If the Grims are still
there, we will find 'em.

You get some rest.

We'll keep you
informed. Mrs. Pickett.

[DOOR CLOSES]

Last night must've
been really bad for ya.

Are the girls okay?

Was Sheridan worried?

The girls are okay.

'Cause I lied to 'em.

I just didn't have the heart to tell
them one of us was back in the hospital.

I'd appreciate if you kept
that to yourself, too.

Understood.

Are you okay?

I'm worried about you, Joe.

[SCOFFS] I'll be fine.

I'll heal up in no time.

That's not what I mean.

I know I sent you
up that mountain.

I'm grateful you
looked for Frank,

I am.

I just...

What?

You knew those men
were dangerous.

Yeah.

And you followed them
into the middle of nowhere

to write a ticket.

They looked like they
were up to something.

That's my job.No.

No, that is not your job,

to risk your life for
a fishing ticket...

[GROANS] It wasn't like that.

Okay, then why?

You recognized the
danger and yet you

kept going.

I need to know why.

[WHISPERS] Joe.

Joe, are you trying to
get yourself k*lled?

That's a real question.

No.

Of course not.

You know, we never really talked
about what happened last year.

Well, if you need to talk,

then talk.

Maybe I do.

But I think you do, too.

[SCOFFS]

We're through it, it's over.

Is it?

Isn't it?

If it's all fine,
and we are fine,

then why is there a
pane of glass between us

and I can't seem
to break through?

What do you mean? There isn't.

Right.

I miss you, Joe.

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

But...

I'm right here.

[SOUL MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO]

Hey there.

Is that your car?

Yeah, it's junk.

You want a ride?

Sure.

What do you think
the problem is?

Maybe your alternator?

It's a ' Oldsmobile.

What do you expect?

You shouldn't be
picking up strangers.

You seem pretty safe to me.

Looks can deceive.

In my experience,

people often pretend

they're the exact opposite
of what they really are.

I can drop you at a Big
Horn. There's one up ahead.

I already called a tow truck.

Think you can drop me in town?

Of course.

Thank you.

All right.

Thank you. No problem.

CHARLIE: My
daughter is missing.

Please help me find my daughter.

Her name is Marissa Left Hand.

She's been missing
since August th.

Please, help me find her.

Look, it's just east of
Dry Ridge, about a mile.

HELICOPTER PILOT OVER RADIO:
I'm not seeing anything.

Definitely no b*rned-out cabin.

Well, there's probably
not much of it left.

Just look for any
signs of a recent fire.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY]

What about that dead horse?

HELICOPTER PILOT:
Negative, sir.

There is nothing out here.

Just keep looking.

Make sure they're in
the right area. God.

McLANAHAN: Sheriff.

Hey.

What's up?

I, uh...

Tell me.

What's a dead horse weigh, huh?

A thousand pounds?

Gotta be what...
Eight feet long?

One hell of a thing
to hide, boss.

What are you saying?
Pickett made it all up?

I'm saying he got one
hell of a concussion.

I mean, you saw his head.

And you know as well as I do

that even the best
eyewitness isn't much good.

Now look, boss...

I don't want this m*rder on the books
any more than you do, all right?

But you know we're not gonna get far
pretending that some monster did this.

Now, I'm sorry, but a
man k*lled Frank Urman.

Someone from
Saddlestring, most likely.

We better start looking for him.

Pickett seemed pretty convinced.

Yeah, I know he did.

Just take a quick
minute to think about

what he actually said to us.

All right, what do we got here?

[SIRENS WAILING]

[CELL PHONE BUZZING]

LUKE: Hello?

Oh, hi, Sheriff.

JOE: Did they catch the Grims?

Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Okeydokie.

They called off the
search. What do you mean?

Sheriff said they
didn't find jack squat.

They're looking in
the wrong place.

It's what he said.

Okay, bring the truck around.

[STRAINING]What?

I don't think that's
a good idea.Yeah.

What are you doing? Hey,
stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!

God.

Joe! [STAMMERING]
You're all messed up,

they're not gonna let
you leave the hospital.

You got my keys?

We're going to the crime scene.

I'm not letting you do this.

Grab my jeans.

That's an order.

Jeans.

[METAL CLANKS]

Can you toss me the keys?

Uh, you don't look so good.

I'm fine.

Okay.

[STRAINING]

[GROANS IN PAIN]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

You drive.

Just hop in the back, my
dog sits in the front.

Too soon?

[COUNTRY MUSIC
PLAYING ON RADIO]

You know, those pain meds are probably
gonna start wearing off pretty soon.

It's probably gonna get
pretty uncomfortable for you.

I'll be okay.

They said whatever it
was cut pretty deep.

I mean, I bet you don't even have
a sense of how bad that thing hurts

until the pain meds wear off.

Just... They say giving birth
is the worst pain, though.

They say men can't
handle the pain of birth

because our nerve endings
are more dense. Luke, Luke.

I'll do anything

if you stop talking, please.

I sit up front from now on?

Nah, it wouldn't
be fair to Maxine.

I got bit by a dog
in my leg once.

[SCOFFS] Thing got infected.

Man, it just throbbed
and throbbed for weeks...

Ah, okay, okay.

Just please stop.

Understood.

BARNUM: Finish
up with the grid.

Bag and label everything, let's get
his body down as quick as possible.

Be careful with his hands.

We need his prints to be usable.

I do not want Frank's wife to
have to identify that body,

not if she doesn't have to.

[OFFICERS CHATTERING
INDISTINCTLY]

McLANAHAN: You okay, boss?

You remember Shane?

Oh, your...

Your old Irish Setter.

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah, I remember.

Well, when he got old and
had to be put to sleep,

Frank came with me.

He said the meanest
thing God ever did

was make dogs grow old so fast.

He was my friend.

All right. Everyone listen up.

This goes down in the
blotter as a homicide,

but I want no other
information shared with anyone.

Not your girlfriends,
not your mama,

and sure as hell not anyone
from the Saddlestring Roundup.

General public finds out the details
how Frank d*ed, they're going to panic,

and I do not have time for that.

We wasted enough time
today already, so you...

You gotta be kidding me.

McLanahan, get rid of him.

Ooh, with pleasure.

[JOE STRAINING]

Pickett. Hey, hey.

You look like
hell, man. Hey...

Shouldn't you be in
the hospital? No.

I'm supposed to be here.

Sheriff doesn't want you here.

Hey, I'm not kidding, okay?

He's angry as hell.

Seriously, Pickett, I would
not bug him right now.

BARNUM: McLanahan, I told
you to get rid of him.

Wasn't my fault. He didn't
respect my authority.

Why'd you call off the search?

'Cause I didn't find
a damn thing. So?

Keep looking. I did.

Okay, I had five helicopters
in the air all afternoon.

Do you know how
much that cost me?

Half my budget for
the year. So what?

You think I made it up.

I think you got hit in
the head real damn hard.

If it sounds like a fairy tale
and smells like a fairy tale...

It's not a fairy tale.

Okay, I'm sorry.

The Brothers Grim.

A witch's cabin.

I mean... And now, don't...

Don't forget about the
big bad wolves, right?

You really gonna listen to him?

You think I'd sh**t myself
in the leg with an arrow?

An arrow makes a clean wound.

Even the doctor said your
leg was all messed up.

Yeah, I told you.Right.

Homemade flint
arrowhead, I know.

But how likely is that?

McLANAHAN: You know, Pickett,

maybe you were just thrown
from your horse like a jackass

and landed on a
real sharp stick.

Then maybe you were just too
embarrassed to admit that you messed up,

and concocted this whole thing

so that you sounded like a hero.

I didn't make it up.

It happened. BARNUM: Look...

I have a crime scene to process

and you look like you're
about to pass out.

So why don't you just go
home and get some rest.

If I need anything more
from you, I'll let you know.

[GRUNTING]

[WOMAN SINGING]

You've got a fever.

[SCREAMING]

[g*n FIRES]

[HORSE WHINNYING][JOE YELPS]

[JOE SCREAMING]

BARNUM: Ready?

One, two, three.

[ROPE CREAKING]

Nice and easy.

What's that?

DEPUTY: All right, come here.