Previously on "Big Sky"...
Is your mother here?
She hasn't been returning my calls.
- Have you seen Erik?
- Help!
♪ If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands ♪
- [THUD, THUD]
- MAN: Let's go, let's go, let's go!
- PENELOPE: Do you know this man?
- No.
He may have a -year-old boy with him.
Where do you stand, Merrilee?
Where do I stand?
- Just tell me which side you're on.
- My own.
Your pal Rick Legarski?
He won't be going free after all.
He's dead.
Wife k*lled him.
Can you tell us about the man
- who took you?
- He jumped.
- You saw him jump?
- We sped away too fast.
♪ [TRAFFIC'S "DEAR MR.
FANTASY" PLAYS]
♪ ♪ Dear Mr.
Fantasy ♪ ♪ Play us a tune ♪
Thank you, sweetie.
Have a smiley day.
Yeah.
♪ Do anything ♪ Right on time, Jean.
♪ Take us out of this gloom ♪ ♪ Sing a song, play guitar ♪ ♪ Make it snappy ♪ ♪ You are the one who can make us all laugh ♪ ♪ But doing that, you break out in tears ♪ ♪ Please don't be sad ♪ ♪ If it was a straight mind you had ♪ ♪ We wouldn't have known you all these years ♪
♪ Please, Mr. Fantasy ♪
- Hey!
- [SCREAMS, GASPS]
- [LAUGHING]
- Oh!
Arthur!
You scared the hell outta me.
You almost peed yourself.
- _ - Hey.
Language, young lady.
I used to know a girl a bit older than you, but just as beautiful.
Same golden hair.
But she had a foul mouth.
Unladylike.
Coarse, Vulgar.
The things she...
It's okay, really.
No, you're right, Scarlet.
A lady is as a lady does.
Now, my mother always said you catch more flies with honey than vinegar.
Well, she sounds like a smart woman.
Very.
Now, Phoebe, do you know what that means?
No.
You watch that pretty little tongue of yours, and your mom and me might take you for ice cream!
I'm sorry.
She thought it was funny.
You're so good with her.
♪ ♪ If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands ♪
[CLAP, CLAP]
♪ If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands ♪
[CLAP, CLAP]
♪ If you're happy and you know it ♪ ♪ And you really want to show it ♪
♪ If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands ♪
[CLAP, CLAP]
♪ If you're happy and you know it, stomp...
♪ [VEHICLE PASSING]
♪ If you're happy...
♪ - [AIR HISSES]
- [SCREAMING]
- [ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]
- [SCREAMING ECHOES]
♪ If you're happy and you know it ♪
♪ And you really want to show it ♪
♪ If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet ♪
[THUMP, THUMP]
[VEHICLE APPROACHES]
♪ [GLASS SHATTERS]
[GASPING]
No.
Twenty bucks it's the secretary.
[CRUNCHING]
Cassie?
Yeah.
What?
What is it?
Nothing.
I'm good.
Cody used to play the nothing game.
It's never nothing.
[CLEARS THROAT]
It's this job, I guess.
- This job or the job?
- [EXHALES SLOWLY]
Both.
Both.
Kai asked me last night if he was safe, before bed.
He asked me to check the windows and the doors, make sure that they were locked.
I can't tell him that he's safe, because we let Ronald get away.
- Cassie.
- And here we are...
working domestics instead of tracking him.
Domestics keep the lights on.
[SIGHS]
Yeah, I know.
I know.
Look.
I think about it, too.
Everything.
Cody.
The other girls that Ronald kidnapped.
But...
we saved those girls.
We nailed that sonofab*tch Legarski.
There's something to that.
Mm.
- And we got movement.
- [VEHICLE DOOR OPENS]
- There he is.
Alan.
- [CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]
Looks like he's got one hell of a night planned.
- What's in the box?
- Kinky.
- [BOTH CHUCKLE]
- [DOOR OPENS]
[ENGINE REVS]
Oh, oh.
Looks like his company arrived.
[CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING]
Maybe we'll get an early night.
That's a big truck.
Cowgirl?
Big cowgirl.
♪ - Okay.
- [CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
Not what I was expecting.
I take back what I said about domestics.
- [CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS]
- Who are these guys?
[KNOCK ON DOOR, DOOR OPENS]
- Okay.
You ready?
- Yeah.
♪ Listen, guys.
You're late.
♪ Gonna have to make this quick.
- What's that?
- Just hand it over.
Uh, look, I-I don't want any trouble.
My wife, she's a bit of a catastrophic thinker.
If I'm not home on the minute, her mind goes to "dead in a ditch."
[CLICKING]
It comes from a place of love.
Is that right?
So, how does it look?
Let's go.
ALAN: Look.
I'm just trying to support my family, okay?
I-I need this deal t-to...
Just don't...
don't...
don't hurt me.
Move.
Now.
- [w*apon FIRES]
- [GASPS]
You know, it does better with living things.
- All right.
- [w*apon COCKS]
All right.
♪ [GRUNTS]
- Drop your weapons!
- Did you call the cops?
Put your weapons down.
I don't see no badge.
We're private investigators.
Right.
So, here's how this is gonna work.
You two rent-a-cops, you're gonna turn around and walk out that door,
- 'cause if you don't...
- I called the cops.
You're bluffing.
[CLICKING, w*apon POWERING UP]
What the ?
CASSIE: Maybe.
But if I'm not, then you have about seconds before our friends come and crash your little party.
Hey, hey!
Hey.
Let me tell you how this is gonna go.
You two are gonna walk out that door...
and we agree to forget each other's faces.
We didn't come here for you.
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
- Relax!
- Hey, hey!
Hey.
Telling a woman to relax is never a good idea.
♪ I don't think I'll be forgetting your face.
- It's too pretty.
- Go.
Before we change our minds.
Go.
♪ Go!
♪ - Alan.
- What was that?
CASSIE: Alan, they're gone.
Alan's gone.
Great.
Domestics, huh?
Domestics.
His name's Alan Headley.
Wife hired us to look into possible infidelity.
Though, after tonight, cheating is gonna be the least of her concerns.
Plates?
Make, model?
Toyota Corolla.
It's all in there.
What about the two men?
Big-ass truck.
Black.
No plates.
What do you think?
dr*gs.
Some deal gone bad.
Okay, I'll put out an APB on the vehicle.
In the meantime, we need to know exactly what the hell's going on here.
So when you speak to his wife, Naomi, let her down easy.
- JENNY: Where you going?
- Wife made meatloaf.
I'll be back.
[VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES]
♪ [GROANS]
♪ [KEYPAD BEEPING]
_ [KNOCK ON DOOR]
Uh, Horst Kleinsasser's calling for you.
♪ Hey, Horst.
Hey, Tad.
May I please speak to my son, Blake?
Already passed the message on.
- He don't wanna talk.
- Yeah, well, you go make him.
I can't do that.
He used his call to hire a lawyer.
Oh, did he, now?
♪ Well, you tell him that I'm coming down there.
[CLICK]
[TELEPHONE CLATTERS]
♪ [ENGINE REVVING]
[TIRES SCREECHING]
[KEYS JINGLE]
[CELLPHONE VIBRATING]
_ JENNY: Your husband isn't cheating, Naomi.
What do you mean he isn't cheating?
He's been texting someone and hiding it from me and running out at odd hours in the night.
What we walked into appeared to be some kind of a deal gone bad.
Was it dr*gs?
We don't know.
Alan is years sober.
He would never be involved in anything like this.
Naomi, these men your husband was meeting, they're dangerous.
We're afraid they might be looking for him.
Oh, my God.
Well, you have to find him.
Please.
We're gonna need access to your bank accounts, your credit cards, social media...
anything you can think that can give us insight to Alan's activities.
Of course.
Alan promised to do whatever it took to help our family.
I never imagined that meant...
I'm gonna be sick.
♪ Am I in danger?
You're...
You're gonna be safe.
You just tell us the minute you hear from him.
[VEHICLE APPROACHING]
♪ There's his car.
♪ DENISE: Oh!
Here's a good one.
Johnny over at the Bluebird Ranch says that aliens are taking his cows.
Fresh coffee if anyone wants.
- Did you say coffee?
- Yeah.
- I want coffee.
- Ooh, wild one last night?
I had a feeling about that one.
Oh, really?
Next time, say something.
Aliens taking cows is looking pretty good right now.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
Dewell and Hoyt.
This is Jerrie.
[MAN BREATHING HEAVILY]
Hello?
[CLICK, DIAL TONE]
Blocked number... hung up.
- [CELLPHONE CHIMES]
- Okay, that's weird.
I got one yesterday.
Really?
It's Naomi.
Alan didn't come home last night.
We should head over there.
Okay.
♪ I feel helpless.
Try to keep your mind off things.
We've got it from here.
As soon as we find anything concrete, we'll let you know.
What's this?
Dad, uh, these are the investigators that I told you about.
Oh, right.
Dewell and Hoyt.
Bruce Stone.
Nice to meet ya.
- How you holding up, my girl?
- I'm okay.
Thanks for coming, Dad.
Oh, yeah, of course.
- Can we have a word outside?
- Sure.
[DOOR OPENS]
How much is my daughter paying you?
[CHUCKLES]
We're not at liberty to discuss that.
Please.
Because whatever it is, she can't afford it.
I'll end up footing the bill one way or another, which is fine, but let's just end this whole mess.
Alan isn't missing.
What are you talking about?
I just spoke with him.
Called me about an hour ago, said he'll be home this evening.
Why didn't you tell Naomi?
He didn't want me to.
He wants a chance to explain himself.
[SIGHS]
Look.
Alan is selling his collectibles.
He finds his buyers on the Craigslist and whatnot.
He's not getting rich, but he's doing whatever it takes.
And it would break his heart if Naomi knew.
She knows how much those collections mean to him.
Pulling a Glock on someone for a Mickey Mantle?
Hey, I have no idea what happened there.
It sounds like he got a bad element.
But I'm sure I'll get the whole story once he gets home.
Why didn't he come to you for a loan?
[CHUCKLES]
Knowing Alan... pride.
So, if you can just send your bill to me, I'll take care of everything from here.
Where's Alan right now?
[SIGHS]
Coming home.
Thanks for everything you've done.
CASSIE: Let's get back to the office.
Doesn't pass the smell test.
Not for a second.
♪ Hey.
Rock paper for the new guy?
[GROANS]
Ooh.
Can smell the ex-wife from here.
Have fun.
♪ Hello.
Hi.
- I'm Cassie Dewell.
- Yeah.
Uh, Mark Lindor.
Cute kid.
What can I do for you, Mark?
- Let me guess.
Wife?
- Wife?
- I give off that vibe?
- Sorry.
Didn't mean to jump to conclusions, but, you know...
I'm a U.S. Marshal.
I'm here about the Ronald Pergman case.
You mind if we go for a walk?
We...
We can talk here.
I don't know.
Personally, I find walking better for the flow.
For the flow?
Flow of information.
Okay...
I've been calling the feds for months trying to get a sense of who's running point on the Pergman case, and no one returned my calls.
I'm beginning to think nobody cares.
Well, the case is pretty cold.
And Montana's not exactly the best...
[SCOFFS]
Yeah, here we go.
Uh-oh.
I'm picking up a little weird energy here.
You want, we can start again.
[SCOFFS]
Okay.
Um, you were saying how nobody wanted the case.
No, I do.
I put in for a transfer just to work it.
Do you have any new information?
Legarski's name came up in some documents that we intercepted from a Canadian sex-trafficking syndicate.
But no mention of Ronald Pergman.
Legarski was smart.
Sure was.
How is this gonna help us get Ronald?
"Us"?
[CHUCKLES]
Yeah, us.
You came to me.
My partner and I are assets to this case.
Jenny Hoyt.
- Her husband was k*lled...
- I know, I know.
I read the file, front to back.
It's personal for both of you.
I get it.
Do you have a plan?
He'll slip up.
They always do.
Ronald slipping up means someone else gets hurt.
Yeah.
I know.
Okay.
[CLEARS THROAT]
Look.
I've been living with this case for three months, and I'm a cards-up kinda gal, so if you want this to "flow" better, just get to your point.
- I checked you out.
- I'm sure you did.
I'm figuring we can skip the dance, work the case.
[SCOFFS]
By skip the dance, you mean I help you and then you run off and get Ronald?
Or, uh, I can tell you that we have an informant
working with the Canadian Security Intelligence Service.
Which means what, exactly?
Cards up.
The Syndicate might try to contact Ronald.
- If they do, we'll know.
- [CASSIE SCOFFS]
That's a nice truck.
Walk's over.
It sounds like you got a whole lotta nothing.
[VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES]
[TRAIN HORN BLOWS, KNOCKING ON WINDOW]
Yeah?
Did...
Did we get off on the wrong foot?
I-I have a tendency to do that.
Me too.
State Trooper Legarski was the last one.
Oh.
That ended well.
Here.
We can get him.
Together.
Just text me when you're ready.
Watch out for the elks.
It's "elk." Right.
Yeah.
JERRIE: Alan's made some interesting purchases over the last month.
Uh, three bottles of Drakkar Noir, karate lessons, hot tub from Costco, a Vitamix.
Um, I dated an auctioneer who used to just bathe himself in Drakkar Noir.
[SNIFFS]
Brings back really good memories.
Well, don't tell anyone, but I'm more of a Canoe gal, myself.
- Ew.
- Ohh.
It's so tacky, it's hot.
No.
[BOTH LAUGH]
Okay, let's get back to work.
Jenny and Cassie will be back in a while.
Just keep refreshing the feed.
He'll eventually have to use his card, right?
Yeah.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
Dewell and Hoyt.
This is Jerrie.
[MAN BREATHING HEAVILY]
_ ♪
[CLICK, DIAL TONE]
Same blocked number?
♪ It's him.
It's Ronald.
♪ ♪
- [GRUNTING]
- [PHONE SHATTERING]
♪ Every good boy does fine.
Arthur.
Every good boy does fine.
Most of the time.
All of the time.
CASSIE: Did anything stick out in Alan's financials?
He's made several deposits recently.
Uh, sporadic.
- What about socials?
- Nothing.
And his cell still goes straight to voicemail.
But speaking of phone calls...
- What?
- What is it?
[INHALES DEEPLY]
More weird calls.
Every time I pick up, there's breathing on the other end, and then the line goes dead.
I think it's Ronald.
- What?
- I can't explain it, but it's him.
If you could get him talking, could you ID his voice?
Positive.
♪ - [KNOCK ON DOOR]
- How's the case going?
It's going.
I-I don't have a lot of time.
Nobody really does, when you think about it.
We come, we go.
Okay.
Um, I-I just came to talk about some phone calls
- we've been getting at the office.
- Please, have a seat.
Some hang-ups.
Jerrie, the woman who's working with us...
Oh, yeah.
One of Ronald's victims.
- Yeah.
- You know, I do
read the reports.
Um, point being, if it is Ronald, Jerrie might be able to recognize his voice.
Huh.
That's not nothing.
But it's not something.
Right now it's just some odd phone calls.
- Look, and even if it was him...
- We could trace it.
Maybe, but Ronald's smart.
So...
So, level with me here.
W-What exactly are you doing on your end?
Well, I've got guys sweeping weigh stations from here to Colorado, checking transport ledgers.
He'll go back to his old ways.
It's like I said.
It's just a matter of time.
What if he doesn't?
[SIGHS]
The key to Ronald is understanding his past.
Something triggered this guy.
It's our job to figure out what that is.
His, uh, trigger event.
It's probably his mother, but she's dead.
Maybe, but what I'm looking for is...
is something he can't stop.
Some kind of action or... or pattern he does without thinking.
- Make sense?
- S-Sorta.
Um...
It sounds like you have nothing.
Well, I wouldn't say nothing.
You know, I checked you out, too.
I'm sure you did.
What do ya got?
Dropped out of U-Chicago, pre-med.
Um, fell off the grid for a few years, popped up in L.A.
Decade with the P.D., then Marshals, and then you asked to be reassigned here.
- Maybe I like fishing.
- [CHUCKLES]
See, people who relocate to Montana are either fleeing from something or looking for something.
[SIGHS]
Aren't we all?
Wait.
Who is that?
Paul Calgrove.
Uh, goes by "The Snail." Black-market henchman, top g*n for hire.
- Friend of yours?
- He tried to k*ll me last night.
What?
He had, like, this electrical spear-g*n thing.
Sort of his signature.
Listen.
Paul Calgrove is the, uh, thorough type.
Meticulous.
You're tangled up with him, you're gonna need some help.
ROBERT: This looks wonderful.
SCARLET: I didn't have time to make any gravy, but I think it works, right?
- It's fine.
- [SCARLET SIGHS]
Did you know Billy got a new pet snake?
It eats mice!
Not even cooked or anything.
It eats 'em alive.
Now, why would you want such a dangerous animal as a pet?
Snakes can actually be very gentle creatures.
It's not until they're poked or prodded or made to feel cornered that they display any aggressive behavior.
Does that mean we can get one?
Absolutely not.
[CHUCKLES]
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Who could that be?
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
Well, I see the rumors are true.
- Hi, Aunt Mary!
- Hello, Phoebe.
Aren't you gonna introduce me to this handsome stranger of yours?
Um, Arthur, this is Mary.
- My sister.
- Hi, Mary.
Ah, Arthur.
That's a stately name.
- Old-fashioned.
- Lots of good Arthurs.
Arthur Conan Doyle, Arthur Rubinstein, King Arthur.
I won't go on.
Mm-hmm.
I suppose there is.
You one of the good ones?
Mary, behave.
Joke.
I like to think I'm a good one.
Well, Scarlet's been waiting a long time for a good man.
SCARLET: Um, come.
We're just sitting down for supper.
Let me take your coat.
♪ ARTHUR: I thought you didn't speak to your family.
- I don't.
- Then why is she here?
She's a gossip, that's all.
One of her friends probably saw us walking around town.
Well, showing up unannounced is...
It's not good manners.
Arthur.
I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that.
♪ Play nice.
♪ ♪ [NO DIALOGUE]
[GRUNTS]
[WATER RUNNING]
♪ ♪ [ELECTRICITY CRACKLES]
♪ [GRUNTS]
♪ MARY: What'd you put in the mashed potatoes?
SCARLET: I put margarine this time.
Oh.
You know, butter makes them a little bit more creamy, but...
Arthur.
What is it?
This is awful, but I've just been pinged to work.
Oh, what is it that you do for work, Arthur?
I drive for a meal delivery service.
I thought you turned off the app.
I forgot.
This is essential work.
People depend on me, so I...
I don't want to let them down.
Uh, maybe I should come back some other time.
No.
Please stay.
Mary, it was lovely to meet you.
So nice meeting you.
♪ [DOOR OPENS]
So...
- [DOOR CLOSES]
- What do you think?
Well, he seems like a good guy.
Yeah.
But only time will tell.
What else?
Nothing.
It's just... he looks so
familiar.
♪ [ENGINE STARTS]
[LORETTA LYNN AND CONWAY TWITTY'S "LOUISIANA WOMAN, MISSISSIPPI MAN"]
♪ Hey, Louisiana woman ♪
♪ Mississippi man ♪
♪ We get together every time we can ♪
♪ The Mississippi River can't keep us apart ♪
Loretta, man.
Mm.
♪ Too much love in this Louisiana heart ♪
What?
Time's up.
We can't wait any longer.
That merchandise will be worthless.
Let's go.
I got this one.
♪ When she wave from the bank, don't ya know I know ♪
♪ It's a-goodbye, fishin' line, see you while I go ♪
- You be careful.
- ♪ With a Louisiana woman ♪
- Love you, bud.
- ♪ Waitin' on the other side ♪
♪ The Mississippi River don't look so wide ♪
♪ Louisiana woman ♪
♪ Mississippi man ♪
♪ We get togeth... ♪
[KNOCK ON DOOR]
Finally.
♪ Okay. J-j-just...
wait.
Wait, okay?
Please.
[CLICKING, w*apon POWERING UP]
Come on, man.
Please.
Hand over the case.
♪ [GRUNTING]
Please don't hurt me.
Please don't hurt...
What?
♪ ♪ [DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]
♪ Well, I thought I'd been loved, but I never had ♪
♪ Till I was wrapped in the arms of a Mississippi man ♪
♪ That Mississippi River, Lord ♪
[TIRES SQUEAL]
- ♪ ... iana woman ♪
- ♪ Mississippi man ♪
♪
♪ ♪
♪ [BREATHING SHAKILY]
♪ [CELLPHONE VIBRATING]
♪ Mm-hmm.
♪ [SCOFFS]
_ What an idiot.
♪ JENNY: Alan's credit card was traced to a candy bar he bought at the hotel.
minutes away.
LINDOR: You like Dobermans, Jenny?
Sleek, quiet.
Dobermans..
like the dog?
Yeah.
I'm thinking about getting a dog.
It's either that or maybe a Labradoodle.
They don't shed.
You should ask Sheriff Tubb.
- He breeds Dobermans.
- Really?
Mm-hmm.
Wow.
Well, I guess if you're a sheriff around here, you have time for that.
I hear you two have a special relationship.
Is that so?
Perks of the job.
People give me insight.
Maybe you could give us more insight on this Snail guy, yeah?
Oh, like I said, bad dude.
If he was a dog...
he'd be a Doberman.
[MOUTHS WORD]
I don't know.
♪ Oh.
We'll take it from here.
♪ Clear.
LINDOR: Is that what I think it is?
Yep.
Bedsheet's gone.
Bull or horse semen?
Thoroughbred horse semen.
You ride?
Not enough.
These straws are worth upwards of a hundred grand.
All spoiled now.
Kentucky Derby winner Fusaichi Pegasus sold for $ million.
His stud fee was over a hundred grand.
JENNY: Uh, I'm sorry.
Am I the only one who doesn't know what the hell is going on here?
Stablehands collecting from studs off the clock.
More common than you'd think.
I sincerely doubt that Alan's running some sort of black-market horse-semen enterprise.
Stuff like that should be easy to trace.
Trace away.
CASSIE: It's damp.
Somebody cleaned up.
Check it out.
Blood.
Oh, it looks like Snail's work.
I'm betting you'll find your client the same time you find that bedsheet.
♪ You might want to talk to that sheriff friend of yours.
Domestics are the best, aren't they?
Fire!
[g*nshots]
Been some interesting twists and turns.
I'll say.
You know, the wife still hasn't come in to officially file a missing-persons report.
Interesting.
Mm-hmm.
Go on.
We trailed Alan, before he reached the motel.
Back when it was still just a domestic?
The first night.
Stopped off at a warehouse.
Farm implements.
Out of town a ways.
Could be the origin of the drop.
Checked, but it's registered to a blind LLC.
We need a warrant to search it.
Well, just give me the address, consider it done.
Thanks.
Tell me...
how invested are you in Dewell and Hoyt?
%, Cody's share.
Not that kind of invested.
Where's this heading?
I don't buy this P.I. business for you.
Yeah, well, it's a job.
Me?
As the sheriff?
You really do need to retire.
You're losing your mind.
Dewell and Hoyt is Cody's legacy.
It's what he would've wanted.
But what do you want, Jenny?
Right now, just a warrant.
If Alan isn't already dead, he's in danger.
And if this warehouse is involved...
Say no more.
Fire!
[g*nshots]
- Boom, baby.
All three.
- [LAUGHS]
[DOOR OPENS]
How'd it go at the warehouse?
Just a pile of wholesale farming equipment.
But guess who owns the business.
- Bruce.
- Naomi's dad?
Alan's cell records.
Bet you can guess the only person he's been calling for the last hours.
He called Bruce seven times, starting right after he left the motel.
He's in on this.
I can feel it.
And he was trying to pay us off so we'd stop looking.
Has Naomi called?
Oh, well, I called her.
Couple times.
She ain't picking up.
Let's go.
♪ [KNOCKING]
Naomi!
[KNOCKING CONTINUES]
Naomi, are you in there?
Yes.
Sorry.
I'm a little busy.
Can we come in for a moment?
It's not a great time.
Alan just got home.
Where's his car?
It's really not a great time.
Of course.
You tell us.
When's a good time to come back?
Um... maybe later.
We'll come back tomorrow.
♪ - We should call Tubb.
- I don't think we have time.
♪ I'm gonna take the back.
If you distract him, maybe I can get to Bruce.
♪ Where is he?!
♪ Look.
Take my watch.
I got money in the safe.
You take it, it's yours, but you will not hurt her.
You don't get it!
Where is Alan?!
♪ [VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES]
That's your husband, isn't it?
[NAOMI SOBBING]
♪ RAYMOND: Move.
Now.
Go, go, go!
Don't you even think about trying anything!
You're okay.
♪ Hey, honey, I'm home.
Get in here, assh*le!
- Save my daughter.
- [GRUNTS]
- Drop it!
- Hey!
I'll sh**t her!
Back off!
You move, this ends right now.
[g*nsh*t]
[GRUNTS]
Come here.
♪ [g*n SLIDES]
It's okay.
JENNY: Call it in.
Get an ambulance.
I swear, I never looked inside that case.
It was just a way to make some money.
No questions asked.
Hey.
I did it for you.
I did it for us.
Okay?
- I love you.
- I love you.
Love you.
[VEHICLE DOOR CLOSES]
CASSIE: Hang tight.
TUBB: Well, start by telling me why Alan visited you the night of the robbery.
- I was just helping the guy out.
- Helping?
By lying to your daughter?
- CASSIE: Jenny.
- Do you understand that I had to sh**t a man because of your little scheme?
TUBB: How much you get for those straws you sold?
- Hundred grand each?
- I didn't steal them.
I got ranch hands that extract it, so technically...
Okay.
You know what?
Stop.
My advice, not that you're asking for it, is get yourself a good attorney.
In the meantime, go be with your daughter.
Good work.
Yeah.
Remember what we talked about.
What was that about?
Oh.
Nothing.
I thought we don't play the nothing game.
♪ [BUZZER SOUNDS]
♪ [WHEEZING]
♪ Here to see my son.
Kleinsasser.
Uh, sorry, sir, but it's past visiting hours.
[CAGE RATTLES]
Don't mess with me, boy.
You go tell him I'm here.
S-Sir?
Sir?
That's okay, Ralph.
You go fetch him.
- Yes, sir.
- Hey, Tad.
Horst.
How you gettin' along?
Well, they're cutting off pieces of me left and right.
But I'm still upright.
Buzzards are circling.
See you've taken to hiring snowflakes these days.
That kid oughtta know who runs this county.
He's a good boy.
He ain't been raised right.
Look at his face.
He's got a weak face, little milk-maid hands.
I'm tellin' you, this country is going down the sustainable toilet faster than a rat turd.
He's Alma Frink's boy.
Frinks?
[LAUGHS]
They're useless.
Always been useless.
No, put him out here.
[BUZZER SOUNDS]
[DOOR OPENS]
[DOOR CLOSES]
Sit him down.
- Sit.
- What do you want?
Sit down.
I brought you something.
[GROANS]
It's a memento.
JAIL SUPER: That's against regulations.
Never you mind.
♪ Right there.
♪ That's from the ranch.
Go on.
Take it.
♪ That's all you're gonna get of it.
♪
♪ ♪
[DOOR OPENS]
- Morning.
- Morning!
ALL: Morning!
Okay.
I got a divorce case and a repo.
- Repo for me.
- Here you go.
That's good.
- [TELEPHONE RINGING]
- JENNY: Got muffins if anybody wants.
- Blocked number.
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
♪ MAN: Jenny.
- Who is this?
- It's me, Blake.
Blake Kleinsasser?
Hey, sunshine.
Been a minute, I know.
Been trying to reach you.
- ♪ I see ♪ - I wish it was...
♪ The bad moon a-risin' ♪
I wish it was under better circumstances.
♪ I see ♪ ♪ Trouble on the way ♪
I need your help.
♪ I see ♪ ♪ Earthquakes and lightnin' ♪ ♪ ♪ I see ♪ ♪ Bad times today ♪ ♪ ♪ Don't go around tonight ♪ ♪ Well, it's bound to take your life ♪ ♪ There's a bad moon ♪ ♪ On the rise ♪ ♪ ♪ There's a bad moon ♪ ♪ On the rise ♪