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So tell me,

how long you been toting that rifle of yours around?

16 years.

Mm. 16.

You know, I haven't even heard of another white man

carry a gun around the reservation for that long.

My father grew up on that land.

Mm. So what do you hunt mostly?

- Wolves. - Wolves.

Good answer. You any good at it?

- Still alive. - Yeah, I can see that.

So how many wolves have you killed?

I mean, in all those 16 years?

None.

What was that?

Hmm, you're confused?

Yeah, yeah, you're damn right I'm confused.

You mean to tell me in all those 16 years

you never killed one wolf?

See, the thing is you never really kill a wolf.

Sure, you might put it down, but it never really dies.

So what does it do? What happens to it?

It becomes part of you.

Hmm.

You're definitely the man for the job.

What's this?

Half pay up front, the other half you get

when you kill the wolf that's been tearing up

all my weanlings, my calves.

I mean, that's if you think you can do it

before the first freeze sets in.

And how do you know it's a wolf?

What else would it be?

Big cat, couple drunk kids

with too much time on their hands.

Ah, well, whatever it is, I need you to take care of it.

We got a deal or not?

I'll call you in three days.

So is that a no?

- What's this? - It's your wolf.

Kinda small, ain't it?

See any others out there?

Hard to tell.

Anything turns up between now and spring,

you know where to find me.

Tracks are harder to follow when the frost sets in.

So what are you, what are you gonna do with this?

Take it to be blessed,

head over to fish and game.

They'll destroy it. Take it to be blessed?

Need I remind you that this thing has killed

seven of my calves, and while you were just thinking

this whole deal over, it bit into two of my horses!

I swear, you natives are on your afterlife bullshit!

Listen, I,

I shouldn't have said all that. I'm sorry.

I appreciate you taking this down.

I'm sorry.

Got a new loophole for the rifle.

Interesting. What, what is that?

Scope. Gonna calibrate it when I get home.

Sounds fun.

It is if you know how to do it right.

And who, ah, who taught you how to do that?

Calibrate a rifle scope?

Same person taught me to do laundry.

My father.

Is, is that insinuating that men are incapable

of doing their own laundry?

Did I say that?

My father was the man of the house.

You know, he taught me to do man stuff.

Mom, Mom just helped with the kid shit.

- Such as? - I don't know.

How to put chocolate chips in my fucking pancakes.

Stay with that. Your father.

He'd rather talk about the forestock than your grades.

Huh. Bolt handle, ejection port, cartridge.

Used to quiz me at the dinner table.

I know every part and piece to that rifle.

I'm, I'm curious.

Were there any consequences if you ever

answered incorrectly?

I don't know. Never did.

See, he told me I should know my rifle

like the back of my hand.

That's my point, I mean, know it like

the back of your hand or what?

You know what animal's the smartest hunter?

Hyena.

See, when they spot their prey,

they wait for the rains to come.

Why?

That's when their prey is the most vulnerable.

And what if it doesn't rain?

Then they'll wait for it to get dark.

Just, whenever their prey's the weakest.

They work to separate it from its herd and they conquer it.

Plus their heart's twice the size of a lion's.

- So? - So, that means

they can run twice as far.

What are they teaching kids in school these days?

- Math boxes. - Uh, what the hell is that?

I'll tell you what it is. It's a waste of time.

A rifle, that's real shit, it's what kids

should be learning.

And, and what does all this have to do

with learning the parts of a rifle?

You have to know everything about your methods.

If you don't, you're more likely to slip and lose.

You're prey for...

You ever heard of a dog wolf?

It's what you get when you mix a domesticated dog

with a predator like a wolf.

You have a man's best friend.

Run into that, into the wild. People think it'll wanna play.

It doesn't.

Sure, it seems nice in the beginning,

but then it, it attacks.

And did you ever know anyone like that?

Started out one way and then, then became someone else?

Good morning.

Liz. Something I can help you with?

Yeah. I was hoping you had a second.

- Okay. - So we found something down

at the reservation I need you to take a look at.

- This afternoon. - No.

It's gotta be quicker than that

Wolf? Big cat?

Told the chief about those fences.

Coyotes are basically laughing at him at this point.

This is something else.

It's best if you just came in and had a look.

That's Amanda.

Are you sure?

You told her father yet?

Nah, I wanted to be sure first.

I didn't find an ID on the body, so...

Yeah, well, it's definitely her.

FBI gonna help with this?

No, tribal police don't want outsiders helping with this.

This is a homicide.

So the markings on the body.

Bert's trailer's just a couple miles from here.

There's no shoes.

She was running.

- How do you know that? - Look.

No heel imprint.

Like I said, she was running.

From what?

Predator.

So can you help us hunt this wolf?

Go find her father.

I'll know where to find you later.

We got a positive ID on the body. Someone inform Bert.

I wish there was some way we could

turn the clock back a day or two.

I don't know. Maybe we could have done something.

Why is it when there's a tragedy,

you white men always find it necessary

to come up with something to say?

She mention anything? Was she unhappy?

Native teens are never happy.

I'm sorry.

What if it was your little girl?

I came to see you, didn't I?

Don't beat me up for it, please.

What was she even doing out there?

Have to ask tribal police. I don't deal in circumstance.

You know that.

What do you deal in?

We're getting older now like our fathers were

when they passed.

Under the same moon, find the same demons

on this godforsaken land.

Nothing good ever happens here anymore.

You want me to kill the wolf, say the word.

I want you to find the animal

that took my little girl from me.

You'll have recompense.

You have my word.

It looks like you're on the clock

Doing this for Bert. No one else.

Yeah, I understand.

You want some company? It's a lot of ground to cover.

I work better alone.

Well, at least let me know if you spot anything.

Three.

I'm on three day or night.

Did it ever bother you that your mother

was absent for most of your childhood?

- Bother me? - Yeah, I mean,

do you ever think about it?

Did I say that I did?

You suggested it the last time we met.

Chocolate chips in the, in the pancakes.

What can I do about that now?

Did it hurt? Sure.

Every woman in my life, it's what they do. They go.

Now you're talking about Nicki.

We're talking about my mother.

But you said every woman. Who else is there?

I'm not talking about a break. I'm done.

Huh. Are you just gonna stand there all sad and drunk?

Is that all you got? Answer me.

What do you want me to say?

It's been eight years, Arawn. Eight.

And if this is who you wanna become, then...

What? You'll leave?

Should I stay?

No, seriously. Give me one good reason why I should stay.

You're not gonna change.

I'm not gonna change.

This thing did the changing for the both of us.

And now we're both standing here,

hoping one of us can catch our breath long enough

to save whatever it is we have left.

Where are you going?

I can't stay.

- I have group. - You can't skip one night?

And what? Stand here and argue with you all night?

You know what I wish?

I wish you would remember he was my son too!

You think I don't know that?

You think I don't think about that

every second of every fucking day?

This happened to me the same as it happened to you

only I don't blame everyone else around me for it happening.

Arawn?

Arawn, do you copy?

Go ahead.

You need to come in.

You got a call from someone named Tawny.

It sounded important. I asked but she said she couldn't say.

You copy?

Copy. Shit.

I'm here.

You're mad?

I have a schedule to keep.

I'd appreciate if you respected that schedule

or at least call, let me know

you're planning on canceling.

I forgot.

Look, I took a job and I lost track of time. All right?

Sorry. I'll still pay for your session.

Back to the relationship with your father.

Again?

You mean to tell me that you never disappointed him?

Not even once? Ever?

All right, once I took a loaded weapon to school.

- It was loaded? - Yep.

- Why'd you do that? - It was my turn

to discuss what your parents do for work.

We already talked about how my mom was gone.

So what the fuck else was I supposed to do?

- But it was, it was loaded. - Ah, does it matter?

- Sure it does. - Okay.

I didn't hurt anyone. So get over it.

Ah, I'm sure the school board

didn't see it that way.

Yeah, well, you know, maybe they needed new glasses.

What made you feel like you disappointed him?

I don't know.

The look he had on his face when he picked me up

from the principal's office.

It was quiet the whole ride home too.

No radio, nothing.

I could just tell.

So for the first time, he was human.

Okay. So how do we fix this?

I know in your household,

guns may have been a tolerable thing, but in our society

and with the way the world is today,

most governments have a zero tolerance policy.

A rifle is a tool. A wolf is a predator.

That is all there is to it.

Okay, that may be the case in the wilderness, Arawn,

but there aren't wild animals roaming around

the hallways in school.

Seriously?

This was a billion years ago. Fuck cares now?

Pattern behavior.

Sounds about as bad as math boxes.

Look, the cultural concept of manliness,

that it glorifies this stoicism, strength, male dominance.

It's socially maladaptive and harmful to mental health.

English, please.

Okay, in layman's terms, your mother not being around

paired with, paired with what happened

with your wife, it's affecting you.

Same as this history of male dominance

and the so-called beating of your chest

that your father demonstrated by allowing you

to bring a loaded gun to school.

Affecting me? How?

Your father was the only stable figure you had growing up

and he didn't punish you for,

for bringing a loaded gun to school?

- My father was a good man. - Yeah.

So is the man who invented math boxes.

I was hoping I'd find you before you headed out.

- What's going on? - We found it.

Found? What does that mean, found?

So I got a call about an hour ago,

but, ah, tribal police put it down late last night.

Huh. Wonder why anyone else was out here?

Hey, I'm just relaying a message here.

Where?

So you know those trailers that back up

near the deer lease.

Those trailers are abandoned this time of year.

Wolf needs a reason to go looking for food

that far off river.

Okay. So what are you saying?

That they didn't shoot a wolf? Ah, probably.

And they're guys

were pretty good at spotting?

What color was it?

I, I, I don't remember. Brown.

Yeah, see, our wolf, it's got black fur.

Well, how the hell do you know that?

'Cause it's my job to know it.

All right. Well, shit.

Well I'm gonna wait to hear from you

before I bring it back up again.

I don't wanna cause any more panic than there already is,

but you need to find this damn thing and fast.

Ah. What?

So you know that call the other day, Tawny?

It's nothing.

Look, after Nicki,

your folks gave me a number to a shrink.

- Uh-huh. - Doesn't seem

to be helping much, all right?

It's no big deal.

All right. But you keep that damn radio on, you hear me?

Understood.

Oh, fuck! Goddammit, fuck, fuck!

Oh, God! Fuck!

Oh!

Fuck.

God! Fu...

Goddammit! Fuck!

Fuck.

Fuck.

Oh, fuck.

Maybe you should take it easy with that.

- Don't tell me what to do. - What?

I said, don't tell me what to do.

I'm not telling you what to do,

but it's 10 o'clock in the morning.

Okay. You know what?

Now I'm telling you what to do. Enough.

What do you care?

Look, I have to be on the Rez today. I told you that.

This is my job. This is how I make a living.

Ah.

Not native enough to live on the reservation,

but native enough to cut a check.

- Nick. - No, no, no.

Those bastards pay you to hunt wolves,

but they stole your father's land

right from under your nose, and you just let them.

- It's not like that. - Oh, it's not?

You're just their little bitch.

Yeah. Okay.

Arawn, Arawn, stop it!

Arawn, stop! Please, no, please!

I hope that wolf fucking kills you! Stop!

You want me dead? Is that it, huh?

Look at it. Do it.

Go ahead. Do it.

You done?

Oh.

Fuck.

God!

Oh, you fuck.

Okay.

Oh, God!

Oh, God!

If you're ready to take the sacrament,

I can give it to you.

What are you waiting for, Arawn?

Do you remember that heeler

we had to put down out behind the barn

after it got attacked?

Compassion. That's what you called it, not murder.

You wrapped it in a pretty word, didn't you?

I can help you, you know, end it.

No one would even know you gave up.

I hold it like this, yeah?

I can help you end it quick and easy.

Just say go.

Ah, God!

Have you ever heard of a medical condition

called attention-deficit hyperactivity disorder?

Do you have any family medical history to speak of?

No. You're saying I have this condition?

Yes, I do.

Your impulsiveness, your aggression toward others.

- Aggression? - Well, that's right.

Our first concern was your difficulty focusing,

but with medication, we can treat the condition

so that it doesn't bleed into your work.

What aggression?

Ah, you, you know every part and piece

that can be found on a hunting rifle.

So, I can't know the one tool that I need

to do my job, to defend myself?

No, it's the comfortability that's troubling

from a medical... What I do under my roof

is my business.

For the sake of, of being thorough,

is there anything else going on at home

that I need to, to know about?

Such as?

- Are you suicidal? - Are you fucking kidding me?

You doctors, you think everything is harmful,

but really you don't know shit about anything!

When someone asks you how you're doing

and your answer is "Fine,"

you're not being honest with yourself.

Oftentimes your answer really is, "I, I cried myself"

to sleep last night, thanks for asking."

But that's not what you say is it?

You say, "Fine."

Hmm. That age-old expression, the elephant in the room.

It's more than likely that big bastard was part

of the furniture before you even stepped foot inside.

But here's the thing with elephants,

you see if, if you don't talk about 'em,

you don't acknowledge their existence,

they end up sitting on you.

You listen to me now. I'm not fucked up.

I had some horrific shit happen to me. Who hasn't?

And who are you to tell me what I need?

Done with this shit.

I wish you would sit back down

so that we can discuss how you feel.

How I feel?

I feel like you just cut my neck and you're asking me

to thank you for it?

This is a joke!

High and mighty bullshit!

I'm sorry you feel that way.

Yeah, and you, you want everyone

to feel sorry for everyone else!

But really you're the one that gets off

on making decent people like me feel like shit!

Fucking math boxes!

Oh, Lord.

Shit! No, no!

Fuck!

Fuck! Fuck!

Ah, goddamn, fuck, fuck!

What you thinking about?

Why did you pick wolves?

I didn't pick wolves.

It's just what the reservation pays me to hunt.

Do you ever feel bad for them?

Sometimes hunting's about

the journey, not the outcome.

It's not a sport either.

A sport, both sides know they're part of the game,

But those wolves didn't do anything wrong.

Yes, our grandfather used to say

that even though wolves don't think or behave like us,

our ancestors worshiped them for centuries.

You know, wolves are more like humans than any other animal.

Pack before self.

He used to say that wolves

were the guardians of the underworld.

The Pawnee, they believed that the first ever death

was that of a wolf killed by humans.

And that this death triggered the floodgates of death

in a world that was immortal up until that point.

- Is it true? - I don't know.

I like to believe it is.

Listen, we're the only animal that will kill

but not eat their prey.

See, sometimes they'll leave it just to send a message

to other predators that this is their territory.

And they'll come back day after day,

pick at it again and again.

Once they've made their point known,

they'll drag it back to their den

and the whole family will partake in the meal.

I don't think wolves are mean.

Hmm. You think I'm mean for killing them?

Please.

Time for bed. Talk more in the morning.

Pancakes? Chocolate chips?

You got it.

It's impossible.

Everything out there's hunting you.

And now that you're in their den.

How many bullets you have left in that thing?

Maybe you should turn it around

and stick the barrel in your mouth.

Quick and easy. Unless you miss, like I did.

Remember all those shooting lessons?

Those trips to the range we took when we were dating?

It's ironic how badly I fucked it up myself.

Just something else you can blame yourself for, I guess.

Are you even listening to me? Pay attention!

Enough!

Get off me, shit!

Goddamn! Fuck, fuck!

Oh, God!

Nick?

Nicki?

Nick?

Nicki?

Nicki! What did you do?

What did you do? What is wrong with you?

Nicki!

Hey!

Hey!

You're fine. I swear.

I gotta go radio. Just wait, okay?

Hang on, hang on.

They're coming. They're coming.

Nicki!

Nicki!

Nicki!

Ah!

Are you ready for this?

Look, we can do this down at the office if you need to.

Let me see.

I need to know.

Is that, is that all of it?

Yeah, we haven't run dentals yet, but yeah, it is.

I'm sorry, Arawn.

Hey, you gonna be okay?

Ah! Goddammit!

Ah!

Ah! Ah!

God! Fuck!

What do they say about people when they die?

What do you mean?

Like the wolves.

Your grandfather's story you told me.

The things you serve in this world

are the hardest to hunt.

Kill you if you let 'em.

Latch onto your back and weigh you down

until there's nothing left.

All the, a lot of the power still remains.

Of all things that can kill you,

love is the one you hope comes for you.

It hurts the most,

but it lives on long after you're gone.

Like a wolf.

Like a wolf.

Arawn. Okay, lay back there.

What's going on? Okay, shit.

Mile marker 17

on the Indian Reservation, send EMS immediately.

All right, buddy.

Stay with me.

Oh yeah, he got you good, didn't he? Oh.

You look like shit.

How'd you get in here?

Spare key under the mat.

What the hell happened to you out there?

Long story. Put your wolf down.

Is that all?

I don't think I'll be hunting anymore.

Hunting's natural.

It's part of our brain's natural code and as omnivores,

we're born with that instinct that you just can't eliminate.

Even if you can buy a steak at the grocery store,

Does it make you feel better knowing it's done?

I was hoping that once I knew,

Amanda's memory would ease out of my mind, but it hasn't.

It won't.

We both lost so much, you and I.

I don't know why we think revenge

is gonna ease any of this pain.

Eye for an eye, it's only gonna make

the whole world go blind.

Hmm. Wolf can see in the dark.

If you spend your time here hoping that someone

will suffer the consequences for what they've done

to your heart, you only allow them

to hurt you a second time.

Call me if you need anything.