03x09 - Meaner Than Evil

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Teeter!

Is it bad?

- Come on.

Shh, shh.

I know, I know.

When we get back, the doctor, he'll fix you up just right.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

That wasn't so bad, was it?

No.

Not too bad at all.

You should've f*cked me while I still had a face but that's all right, we'll work on yer timin'.

- Can I get some water, please?

That song you just sang.

What was it about?

Well...

I reckon it's about death.

You know death?

Kind of a expert on it.

You look like you're kind of a expert on it too.

Pretty much.

Well...

then that last song was for you.

Where you headed?

Headin' home.

Where's that?

Ain't picked tonight's home yet.

Can I pick it for you?

I think up on that stage is about as good as I get.

I'm afraid I ain't got much left to give.

I'll do the giving.

If I weren't such miserable f*cking company, I'd damn sure take you up on that.

That's how you make a f*cking biscuit.

Oh...

What's wrong?

Just sore.

Every muscle.

Every one of them.

I know the feeling.

I felt like that after every op for ten years.

Didn't get used to it?

Little bit.

But you don't need to get used to it 'cause you're never gonna pull that sh*t ever again.

Right?

No, I got that out of my system.

Well, the best cure for the soreness is sleep.

So why don't you just go back to bed, baby?

No, I gotta take Tate school shopping.

Tonight is a meet the teacher night, I want you to be there.

I don't know anyone in this valley and I don't want to be there by myself.

You shouldn't go at all.

We should home school him.

Everything he needs to learn is right here.

And why do we send him to school when the best teacher in the whole state is his mother?

Because his mother's got classes of her own.

I'm not ready to give up my career yet.

I'm not asking you to.

But if his future is running this place, then this is all he needs to be studying.

And who's going to teach him that, you?

My dad.

Hell, he's got nothing else going on.

He's got us running everything.

That's what grandpas are for, right?

Yeah, I don't think your father and I share the same parenting values.

He never spanked me once.

No.

Just b*rned his brand into you.

He was different then.

So was I.

I see it different now.

I understand it.

Well, I'll never understand it.

And you gotta promise me something, baby.

Promise me you'll see that for what it was.

Don't ever see it different.

Promise.

I promise.

Yeah, f*ck it.

I'm going back to bed.

What time is this meet the parent deal?

Doesn't matter.

'Cause we're not going.

The lessons he learns on this ranch, no school could ever teach.

I'll talk to your father about it.

Ow.

Got a minute?

For what?

Rip's got something he needs to show you.

Is it bad?

Couldn't be much worse.

He's out at the New Barn.

- Jump in.

I'll drive you down.

Nah, I think this is between you and him.

What's going on?

Found something that you forgot to get rid of.

What's that?

Where was he?

Singing in a f*cking bar in Dillon.

We need to know who he told and what, Kayce.

And then I got to put that problem in the ground.

But before I do that, you're going to tell me why the f*ck that problem is still breathing.

You'll never meet a man who's k*lled more men than me.

But I ain't never m*rder*d one.

I never will.

Just bring him into the barn.

- All right, let's go.

Get out.

Stick around, Rip.

Let's just figure this all out right now.

- Back at this f*cking place.

Go figure.

You gave me your word.

- I kept it.

I ain't said sh*t.

You said you were going to leave the state and never come back.

Here you are.

I'm on parole, Kayce.

I gotta check in every couple weeks or else I'm just running for the rest of my f*cking life.

What happens when you get in your next bar fight, Walker?

The police got you up against the wall and the only thing that you can trade for your f*cking freedom is us?

Ever think about that, Kayce?

Want your job back, Walker?

Hell, no.

This m*therf*cker trying to cr*ck my skull every time I turn around?

I'm trying to find a way out for you.

You gotta help me, here.

So do you.

Kayce, I got no problem with a man that does what he's told.

But he won't.

Nah.

He's gotta give us something as good as he knows.

You want something you can hold over my head?

You're gonna have to prove yourself, Walker.

Once you do, the choice to stay or leave is up to you.

Beats dying.

As far as I see it, that's the only other option right now.

This f*cking place.

It's a magnet for everything wrong in this f*cking world.

Well, it drew you back.

What's wrong with you?

I ain't gonna offer it again.

- Door's open.

Come on in.

Pardon the way I'm dressed.

Just finished my yoga.

In a robe?

Do it naked.

Clothing restricts the body's natural movement.

It'd be a better world if we went about our days just the way God made us.

Have a seat.

So how's it going?

We've been pushing them pretty hard.

Good.

Keep pushing.

I ain't trying to go back to prison and I ain't trying to get k*lled.

Everything you've done has been justified: they harassed our livestock and you ran them off.

That's the way this will play out in a court of law.

Now keep pushing until he does something else we can use in court.

I'm going to bring some more men on.

I don't want a dozen of his wranglers dragging me through the sagebrush.

Bring on whoever you like, but somebody had better get drug through the sagebrush.

We can't sue for damages if there aren't any damages.

You don't know John Dutton like I do.

That's why the job pays so well.

So keep poking him till that son of a bitch does something he can't take back.

Let's go.

What the f*ck happened?

Those dude-string cowboys.

She needs a doctor.

- Okay, come on.

Give her to me.

- They ran us down on horses.

Tried to trample us to death.

Lloyd, call the vet.

- Sorry, sir.

You're not eating breakfast?

No, I slept in today.

For the last time, I got a feeling.

Can I have some Choco Chimps?

Yeah, sure.

That sounds pretty good.

How about two of those, Gator?

You don't want some tasty bacon or I got...

No, I think Choco Chimps this morning.

Seems I'm not the only one sleeping in these days.

My alarm didn't go off.

And why...

why are you setting an alarm?

My mom's my alarm.

She goes off at 6:00 A.M.

whether I like it or not.

Today, she slept in.

God, I love summer.

I do, too.

I hate for it to end.

Yeah.

This is, for the record...

- It's going to be fine, Gator.

- Milk?

- Just a little.

Can I finish my breakfast?

It's important.

I thought you were at work.

Hey.

Do me a favor, today, buddy, and stay inside, okay?

Inside the house?

- Yeah, just...

Watch a movie or something.

I'm going to finish my breakfast, then I'll be down.

Meet me at the barn.

Something's wrong.

Looks that way.

Hey, it's gonna get soggy.

That bad, huh?

Could have been not much.

And it takes r*fles to fix?

It might.

Let's go outside.

When did that drifter wander back?

This morning.

He involved in this?

It's two separate things.

What happened to them?

Your friend Wade Morrow's what happened to them, sir.

He ran them down.

On our side of the fence.

- Boys are pretty hot.

They want to go after them.

He's been goading our ass ever since he got here.

He's been goading me pretty good, too.

That piece of sh*t is a bully and a coward, but he ain't stupid.

His job ain't riding tourists by buffalo.

This is what he was hired to do.

Well, sir, what do you want to do?

Can't call the sheriff.

No, they've already thought about that and already have a reason or an excuse or an alibi.

We got to do something.

- I have more reason than anyone to go after that piece of sh*t.

You don't send them off half-cocked.

You be smart about this.

You figure out a plan that works, and you take that trash to the f*cking train station.

Yes, sir.

Rip.

That son of a bitch has something that belongs to me and I want it back.

Miss Dutton, there's, um...

That's my desk.

- Not anymore.

It's my desk now.

My computer.

My office furniture.

My office.

What's that saying cowboys use, "f*ck with the bull and you get the horns." Well, you f*cked with the bull.

I bet you practiced saying that in front of the mirror.

- For an hour.

I prepare for everything.

I anticipate every possible outcome.

And I would have expected the same from you, but if you had given this any thought, you would have known every possible outcome leads to me sitting right here.

When you find yourself standing on the wall of the Alamo, Willa, the outcome has already been decided.

The only thing left to do is to k*ll as much as you can before they k*ll you.

I respect that.

And you certainly got your kills.

You little bitch.

Cost my shareholders billions.

But now, as a result, my shareholders are majority owners of Schwartz and Meyer.

And you, you're fired.

So thank you for all that land around your father's ranch.

We have big plans for this valley.

And after the sting of this fades, you should give me a call.

You could do very well working for me.

When all this is over...

I'm gonna hang your diploma above my toilet in my guest house.

You have my word.

Like I said, you gotta let the sting fade.

Then we'll talk.

- The sting never fades with me.

It is a painful lesson.

And one you're about to learn.

I really like her.

Excuse me.

Excuse me.

Are you Garrett Randall?

Who wants to know?

The attorney general of Montana.

That who you work for?

That's who I am.

What do you want with me?

I just want to look at you.

See if I recognize anything in myself.

Michael?

That's not my name anymore.

Well, that might not be what you call yourself but that's your name.

Let me look at you.

You got your mother's eyes.

Don't you mention the woman you k*lled to me.

I see, you got it all figured out, huh?

You... you know the score.

Your mother and I were strung out on so much sh*t.

I'd lie there some times, I'd stare up at the ceiling and think the son of a bitch was melting on top of me.

But at one time, we had hope.

We dreamed about a future.

Those goddam dr*gs took it all away from us, so...

Why did you do it?

You don't need to know that.

Yes, I do.

I need it.

For my soul.

To understand who the hell I am!

You wanna know who the hell you are?

Your mother sold her body for dr*gs and I k*lled her for it.

That's who you are.

That's where you come from.

Look what you've made of yourself.

See, there was good in your mother at one time.

Good.

There's good in her, good in me, too.

Thank God those are the parts of us that he gave to you.

I'd say I'm sorry, but if things hadn't happened the way they did, you'd be dead, you'd be in prison or you'd be welding pipe fence with me.

You got put on the road you belong on.

You stay on it, son.

John Dutton never should have told you.

He didn't.

I found out myself.

Oh, well, that's a shame.

Now you're gonna want to know me.

I've k*lled everything I ever loved and everything that ever loved me.

You don't want to know me... son.

I need to.

I've never known who I was.

I've never felt like I was whole.

I need to know you.

Or I will never know myself.

You want some coffee?

Sure.

Come on.

- Hey.

- Hey.

You need to go.

Jimmy, what happened?

Can't really talk about it.

Okay, we're headed to the rodeo in Pocatello, then Ogden.

I'll just call you when we swing by this way.

Where'd you come from?

Nowhere.

Life just likes to hunt up f*cking trouble.

Throw it at me.

A poet.

All right, let's go.

All right, get up, let's go.

Don't do anything stupid.

Y'all need to stay clear of here for a little while.

- You understand that?

- Yeah, I got the memo.

All right, Jimmy, let's go.

You, okay, let's go.

Hey.

You don't have to come.

Oh, no.

I wouldn't miss this for the f*cking world.

Yeah?

This place is losing its luster to me.

I don't know, I think there might be a little luster left.

They're sure slow to get the message.

Yeah.

Maybe we ought to get the boys up here before we mess with these assholes any more.

It's one f*cking guy.

You know, we're getting paid to stir trouble, let's stir some.

- sh*t!

Clint, turn back!

I'll sh**t every one of you sons of b*tches!

You got off easy, you piece of sh*t.

Feels wrong, sitting here eating dinner when we should be down there dealing with...

Kayce.

Dealing with what?

How was your day, honey?

I got fired.

I guess we won't talk about that either.

Let's just continue with the illusion that we're one big, happy family.

That's exactly what this family is.

Well, that's exactly what it was.

I don't know what the f*ck to call it anymore.

- That's it.

That's f*cking it.

No, please.

Allow me.

- Come on, Tate.

Let's go.

And that's why we don't talk about business at the dinner table.

Won't do it again.

I'll go check on Tate.

You do that.

Let's go, Jay, keep his ass moving.

Come on.

Come on.

I need a name.

What name?

The m*therf*ckers that hired you.

I'm not gonna ask you again.

I'm just gonna start cutting sh*t off of you.

Named Roarke.

Market Equity son of a bitch.

Let me down.

Why would I do that?

I'm gonna k*ll you, you son of a bitch.

But before I do, I'm gonna take something back.

You don't deserve to wear this f*cking brand.

Walker, over here.

This is your last chance.

You prove yourself and you have our trust.

You turn your back on me now and I'm gonna take something from you, too.

Mister, I don't know you.

But if you're wearing that brand, you must be a bad man.

And if these m*therf*ckers want it back, you must be even worse.

Karma comes in all shapes and sizes.

Looks like it's me today.

Y'all best hold him.

All right.

- You all wanted revenge.

Well, now you got it.

But there's a price to pay for revenge.

Now you gotta pay it.

They're all fine.

Sorry... to, uh...

to bring that up at the dinner table.

Well, there shouldn't be things like that to discuss in the first place, but that's life.

In case you haven't noticed, it is cruel and uncaring.

You can't reason with evil, son.

Evil wants what it wants and won't stop until it's won or you k*ll it.

The only way to k*ll it is to be meaner than evil.

That's going to be your last lesson, son: how to be meaner than evil and still love your family.

And still enjoy a sunrise.

Why y'all dump them here?

'Cause no one lives within a hundred miles.

It's a county with no people, no sheriff, and no twelve jurors of your peers.

So how many people y'all dumped out there?

Everyone from three states around dump their secrets off that cliff.

You want to know how the west was won?

The skeletons at the bottom of that canyon is how.

Now all you gotta do is figure out how to not be one of them.

Teeter.

You ready?