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(WIND BLOWING)

(SOFT, OMINOUS MUSIC)

(HELICOPTER WHIRRS)

(OMINOUS MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

MAN: We got 'em. They are up here.

Gonna drop in on 'em.

Sheriff. Pickett.

What in God's name happened up here?

We found both outfitters up here, already dead.

And a third guy came at us shootin'.

And you took him down?

Well, um, actually,

Pi-Pi-Pickett did.

Joe took him down.

Then I finished the guy

'fore he had a chance to get off another shot.

(SOMBER MUSIC)

How many times did you shoot him?

He came outta the woods shooting at us.

Pickett saw him first, thank God, and nicked him.

Then I had the shot, so I took it.

Uh-huh.

And then three more?

Cut the crap, Barnum. It was him or us.

If McLanahan wasn't so useless,

maybe he coulda done his job.

He could have taken him down, yeah?

Then you wouldn't be sayin' jack shit.

That blood's dried.

Looks to me like he was already wounded,

probably couple of days

when it all happened.

Yeah, looks about right.

Well, I'll be damned. That's Clyde Lidgard.

Clyde Lidgard.

I know that name.

Who...who is he?

He's the town creep. (SIGHS)

Kinda guy that makes your skin crawl.

BARNUM: Thought he was harmless, but I guess

I probably shoulda seen something like this comin'.

So you think Clyde killed the outfitters?

Seems right, doesn't it?

See those antlers over there?

They gotta be worth, what, a couple grand?

Clyde lived off scraps from the dump.

So you think it was a robbery?

Clyde probably came upon these guys up here

stealing antlers before huntin' season opened,

decided to rob 'em... they all shot each other.

Why would he stay up here with the bodies?

You saw it yourself, Pickett.

It's kinda hard to mount a horse with a gut shot.

Like I said, seems cut and dried.

Hmm.

JOE: So you think he was workin' with 'em?

Or he came across 'em up here?

I don't know, Pickett.

I guess we can't really ask Clyde now, can we,

seein' as how you and Wacey here

shot him in the chest four times.

Yeah, 'cause we're up here doin' your job for you.

You wouldn't even know there was a crazy-ass psycho murderer up here

if it wasn't for me and Joe.

Let's go.

We gotta meet forensics.

You're welcome!

What?

Ooh, I got a little worked up.

(CHUCKLES)

Come on, let's get you to a hospital.

You look like hell.

(MOODY MUSIC)

Clyde Lidgard.

Stay.

Good girl.

Mr. Lidgard?

Mr. Lidgard?

Mr. Lidgard?

(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)

Hey. LIDGARD: Piss off.

Mr. Lidgard.

Name's Joe Pickett. I'm the new game warden.

Someone said they saw a wounded deer

running towards your property and...

Just...

(WHIRRING)

He was already dead when I found him.

There's no rule against that, is there?

Uh, well, you're supposed to report it.

We're out of season.

(LAUGHS SOFTLY)

You should see your face.

(FLIES BUZZING)

I'm gonna let ya off with a warnin' this time.

But next time, just...

Report it.

Please.

Next time.

(LAUGHING SOFTLY)

(LIGHT, OMINOUS MUSIC)

(VOICE ECHOING) Next time.

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(PHONE RINGS)

(SOFT GRUNT)

(CLEARS THROAT)

(PHONE RINGS)

(CLEARS THROAT) Hello?

WOMAN: Marybeth Pickett? Yes?

Your husband's alive. Don't worry.

He's being airlifted to the hospital,

But he'll be okay. W-what?

What happened? He got shot in the face.

But not badly.

In the face?

He's being taken to Foothills Hospital.

Foothills, okay. All right.

Uh, I-I'm gonna be right there. Okay.

NURSE: Are you going to Deer Days tomorrow?

(DISTANT VOICES, PHONES RINGING)

I...guess so.

Would you mind if I introduce my friends to you?

You're the talk of the town. (CHUCKLES)

In case you don't know.

A real local celebrity.

Sure.

Well, I'll go see if I can get you an extra Jell-O.

You know, for your service.

Thanks.

Well, ho-ly shit!

In one move...

one move...

you have changed your whole reputation

in Twelve Sleep County.

Yesterday, every man, woman and child in Saddlestring

thought you were a dipstick.

Now...you're a local hero.

Huh...

I don't really feel like a hero.

Well, who cares what you feel?

People think you're a hero.

That's the important thing.

Did you know him? Clyde Lidgard?

Not really.

Heard he took a lot of pictures of his own dick.

Used to sneak into people's mailboxes, real weirdo.

But that's neither here nor there.

The important thing is that man was a murderer.

A deranged, homicidal lunatic that you put down.

Well, Wacey...

You showed a lot of guts, Joe.

And I'm proud of you, son.

Thanks, Vern.

It's just, I don't know. Still, something...

something about it doesn't sit right.

Well, what's wrong, Joe?

You shot somebody, now you feel bad?

So you're looking for reasons why you should feel bad,

but there isn't one.

You do what you have to do, you move on.

Yeah, I just...

I feel like there's more to the story, you know?

Why was Clyde up there in the first place?

Well, why anything? Why is the sky blue?

Because particles in the atmosphere...

VERN: Oh, Jesus, Joe.

You are trying to rationalize the actions

of an irrational man.

Can't you just take a win for once in your life?

Clyde is a psycho, you're a hero.

Case closed. Oh, but...

You go looking for trouble in Saddlestring, you're gonna find it.

Man, you got lucky this time.

You got the bad guy before he got you.

Next time... Tch.

(SIGHS)

This may sound selfish, but I could never forgive myself

if I got you the post that got you killed.

InterWest is the greatest thing that ever happened to me.

Let me put out some feelers.

Local hero like you?

Pillar of our community? They might be hiring.

Hmm, thanks, but no thanks.

I-I like my job.

Well, let me look into it. It's good to have options.

And the salary they're offering

is three times what you're making now.

And nobody shoots at you.

(PATS LEG)

(ELEVATOR BELL DINGS)

Excuse me, can you tell me where room 203 is?

Vern. That husband of yours

is one lucky son of a bitch.

What?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Here, let me get that for you.

Wow.

Oh, hi, honey.

"Hi, honey"?

"Hi, hon"? Are you serious?

Thanks.

I thought you got shot in the face.

Yeah, I did.

Joe, I was worried sick. I drove here a hundred mile an hour.

Well, my...my phone died.

Oh, your phone died. And Barnum promised

that he was gonna call you.

Nobody told you that I was all right?

No, nobody told me.

Well, yeah, somebody called, but you know what,

I didn't make sense at the time.

You know what, Joe?

You're gonna get shot in the face,

next time you better be dead.

Vern thinks I'm a hero.

(MUFFLED) Oh, well, Vern's an idiot.

Scoot over.

(SNIFFLES)

(CRYING)

I'm so confused.

(SNIFFLES)

I thought I lost you, Joe.

You're the love of my life. I thought I lost you.

Hey, no. Hey, come here.

(CRYING) (WHISPERS) Come here.

It's okay.

Last night was awful.

And the worst part was not being able to reach ya.

Next time you tell me to be careful,

I'm gonna listen.

(SNIFFLES) You better.

Yeah.

Joe, it was really bad.

(WHISPERS) Yeah, it's okay.

(SNIFFLING)

(MELANCHOLY BALLAD PLAYING)

Give us a minute.

Morning, Opal.

Boys.

Why don't you grab a seat?

Join me for a drink?

At 10 in the morning?

Well...

Vern,

you said you had everything taken care of.

I think you told me an untruth.

I think you're so crammed full of horseshit

that it's leaking out of your mouth.

Look, Opal, I been up all night.

I've already been to the hospital and back.

To meet with Joe Pickett.

The man you handpicked to replace you.

The man you said would be so easy to control.

I can handle Pickett.

You couldn't handle your own dick.

(CHUCKLES) With two hands.

I'm sick of this.

I'm the one that brought this to you.

I got more to lose here than anybody.

They didn't find a thing, so stop worryin' and back off.

That's easy for you to say, Vern.

It's not your money.

This better be the last of the loose ends, Vern.

VERN: No more loose ends. I promise.

All right, it's lunch time.

We're all gonna eat now,

'cause if you don't eat, then you get sick.

Here...one, two,

three, four.

Okay, eat this.

(SQUEAKING)

Oh.

Here. There's one there.

What are those?

Nothing.

Are they...marmots?

Ferrets or squirrels? (MURMURS UNDER BREATH)

Or... They're nothing.

Well, if you won't tell me,

I'm gonna ask Dad about them. Don't.

You can't say anything.

If they see him, they'll take them away.

I get to name them.

No.

I get to name them, or else I'll tell Dad.

Fine.

We both get to name them.

Uh...

Willie!

Rosie!

Hippity Hop! (LAUGHS)

Hmm, perfect.

Here, I've been teaching them some tricks.

Wanna see?

JOE: For me, the real question is

what was Clyde Lidgard doing all the way up there

at Crazy Woman Creek in the first place?

It's... Odd place to stage a robbery.

Nate said he saw Ote and two others

head up there... No third guy.

So was Clyde just waiting up there for 'em?

Did he happen upon 'em?

Neither of those seem quite right.

Nobody else seems curious about it,

but it seems odd to me.

But you're sure Clyde killed the outfitters?

Clyde, not Nate?

It looks that way.

Why?

Well,

Nate Romanowski asked me to be his lawyer.

But you said no, right?

Yeah.

Sort of. I...

I mean, I have been wanting to get back to work.

Not necessarily a capital murder case,

but that... (INHALES)

seems like that might be irrelevant now anyway, so...

I'm gonna be honest with ya.

Wouldn't have felt entirely comfortable about that.

I wasn't entirely comfortable with you

heading up that mountain to hunt murderers, either.

Or getting yourself shot in the stupid face.

Point taken. Mm.

I hope the girls weren't too worried about me.

Oh. Oh, hey, Dad.

Can you make me some popcorn?

And some coffee would be wonderful.

(MARYBETH CHUCKLES, SIGHS)

Not everyone's gonna spoon-feed you Jell-O.

Hmm.

(SOFT, MELLOW MUSIC)

(CHUCKLES LIGHTLY)

Thank you.

Where's Sheridan?

I'm worried about her.

You know, she's acting odd.

She's spending all her time fixated on the wood pile.

Hmm.

I'll talk to her.

(DOOR CLICKS CLOSED)

Dad!

What happened to your face?

Game warden business.

How are you doing? Okay?

Lotta of strange things been happening around here lately.

I'm fine. Yeah?

So did you catch the bad guy up at Crazy Woman Creek?

I think so.

Yeah, we did.

So we're safe now? We're safe.

Mm.

Yeah.

So why'd he come here?

Who?

That man, Ote Keeley. Why'd he come here?

You told Mom he came here for a reason.

So what was it?

Don't you worry about that.

Okay?

Okay.

(PHONE RINGS)

Wyoming Game & Fish Headquarters.

This is Game Warden 1052, Joe Pickett.

I'm just calling about a scat sample

(FINGERS SNAPPING) that was sent to you

by Twelve Sleep Sheriff Department.

Hello?

This is Les Etbauer.

Oh.

Mr. Etbauer, I'm...

I'm surprised to be speaking with you about this.

Mm-hmm. So what is this in regard to?

Uh, it was a scat sample that was sent in

by Twelve Sleep Sheriff Department.

Scat sample? Mm-hmm.

Mm, uh,

no, we never got anything like that.

It should have arrived two days ago.

Well, uh... Ha.

Didn't. Ha.

Well, could you check again, please, sir?

It's...it's important.

It's part of a homicide investigation, maybe.

Sure.

(SIGHING)

I checked.

No one set us any scat samples.

Huh.

Um...

All right, thanks anyway.

Mm-hmm.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(VEHICLE APPROACHING)

Wacey Hedeman.

Brought your horse and your truck back.

Thanks.

Hey.

All right, now.

All right.

Come on.

Shh, shh. (HORSE WHINNIES)

(SHUSHING)

Hey, yeah.

Yeah. I could use a drink.

How 'bout you?

You smell like you've already had a couple.

I guess maybe I did, Officer.

(LAUGHS)

Can't stop thinkin' about the shooting.

Just keeps...

playing it over and over in my head.

Yeah, me too.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(GUNSHOT)

WACEY: I never shot anyone before.

Not even in Iraq.

Yeah, I've never shot anyone before either.

Mm-hmm.

You're lucky, Joe.

To have all this.

I realized something this morning

when I was going home alone.

If I'da died up there...

be no one to cry at my funeral.

(CHILDREN GIGGLING IN DISTANCE)

It sounds stupid, but I think I need to be

around people today.

Family people.

Mm-hmm.

That's the kind-a day that makes a man take stock.

I feel that too. Mm.

You know, I feel bad that we had to kill Clyde Lidgard.

But he shot all those people.

Tried to kill us too, and for what?

Some antlers?

There's part of me that feels bad about all that.

Then I think about it, and there's another part of me

that wishes I could go back up there

and kill him all over again.

I got something I gotta do in town.

Come on, I'll give you a ride.

Come on.

I like this.

Hey, Cricket. Hey.

Sheriff Barnum in?

No, he's headed down to help set up for Deer Days.

You going tomorrow?

Yeah, um...

I need to speak with Nate Romanowski.

Mm. The sheriff approve that?

Uh, not really.

But I...I'll be quick.

Okay. But first...

I've been doing a lotta research on Nate,

and it's weird.

I mean, he's not in the system.

No prints, no address, no online presence at all.

I mean, you can Google my great grandma,

but you can't Google Nate? Hmm.

That is kinda weird.

Do you think he, like...

traveled through time?

Probably not.

Huh, okay.

Okay. Oh, uh, wait.

Give that to Nate. He's uh,

gettin' a little too thin.

A-and tell him it's fresh, just how he likes it.

Fresh. Mm-hmm.

(BREATHING HEAVILY, RHYTHMICALLY)

Nate.

Joe.

What's up, man?

Is that a muffin?

No, Cricket's trying to get me fat.

No, sir.

What are you up to?

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Just getting this work.

What do you mean?

I mean with me and my family.

Huh?

You dropped a dead vulture on my doorstep.

You ask me to help ya out, you send me up

to Crazy Woman Creek... I got shot.

While I'm away, you ask my wife to be your lawyer.

So I'm asking you,

what are ya up to?

When you put it like that, sounds pretty bad.

JOE: I'm gonna make myself clear.

Anyone hurts my wife, I will kill them.

(EXHALES)

That's funny, Joe.

You know, your wife said the same thing

to me about you.

When I first met her, she threatened me.

Nobody threatens me.

You Picketts are a protective bunch.

That's why I want her to be my lawyer, Joe.

Hmm.

You said you saw three men headed up to Crazy Woman Creek.

Could it have been four?

Nope, three. Uh-huh.

Do you know Clyde Lidgard?

Yeah, crazy guy.

Mm.

How well did you know him?

Not well. I've seen him around.

But he's the kind of guy you won't forget.

Yeah, he's the...

he's the fourth man up at Crazy Woman Creek.

People believe him to be the killer.

Hmm, this Clyde must be a...

a really tough guy in order to get over on all three of them.

Yeah.

Weird thing is, I...

I never saw him armed.

I mean, was he a hunter?

Did he know his way around a rifle?

No. Hmm.

Doesn't seem like a killer to me.

Seems more like a scapegoat.

Oh, Joe.

Can you do me a favor?

Can you feed my falcons for me?

I forgot to hire a pet sitter before I moved in here.

Thanks, Joe.

This is good.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(WATER RUNNING)

(MUSIC INTENSIFIES)

(GUNSHOT BLASTS)

(UNSETTLING MUSIC)

(WATER RUNNING)

(UPBEAT COUNTRY MUSIC)

* It's good to see ya, baby

* It's been a long, long while

* We're both a whole lot older

* And seen a lot of miles

* But things are different now

* Since the good ol' days

* And you've been in some trouble

* Since we went our separate ways

* We'll have to say hello again

* Some other time instead

* 'Cause you're wanted by the police

* And my wife thinks you're dead

Smile. (CAMERA LENS CLICKS)

* Lots had heard the rumor

* That you had lost your life...

Breakfast! Yay!

Hey!

* Now here you're showin' up again...

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

* And I can see that one of us...

Okay, girls.

* And to think that all the trouble

* And the crazy...

Well, this is ironic.

What?

Gun safety booth.

Since you shot me in the face?

Yeah, I get it, Pickett. What do you want, hmm?

You told me you were gonna send that scat sample in.

Which I did.

Huh.

I did.

I mailed it myself, all right?

$5.15, by the way, which you are responsible.

Huh. Hey, there you are.

Ah. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

I was hoping I would see you here.

Um...

this is the game warden I was telling you about.

It's...nice to meet you.

Uh, I was actually just heading back to my family.

(COUNTRY WESTERN MUSIC CONTINUES)

Oh, I hate you, Pickett.

Who was that? Oh, it's the nurse from--

Nurse. Oh, the nurse.

Gosh, I guess I just didn't recognize her

without the Jell-O.

ANNOUNCER: There he is!

The man of the hour, Joe Pickett!

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

Saddlestring can sleep a whole lot easier

'cause of that man right there.

And, not to brag, but I am the guy

that handpicked him for the job.

Just sayin'! (LAUGHTER)

* It's good to see you, baby...

Well, you have to admit it's kinda nice.

The town finally seeing you the way I do.

Want a coffee? I'll grab you one.

What are you up to? Seems the least I could do

for keeping you up the other night.

Well, yeah. Sure, thanks.

I'd love a coffee. Mm-hmm.

(COUNTRY MUSIC CONTINUES)

Sheriff. Joe.

So how are your family enjoying your first Deer Days?

It's good. Good.

Hey, you should try this.

Ethiopian Yirgacheffe.

Now, they say it is the Pinot Noir of coffee beans.

Hmm.

Oh, no, I'm... I'm good.

All right.

Say, I was wondering,

what you plannin' to do with Nate Romanowski?

(SIGHS) What about him?

Well, if Clyde killed the outfitters,

does it change anything?

Why would it?

I still got Nate cold for Ote's killing.

But do you?

'Cause I've been asking around.

No one's ever seen Nate with Clyde.

Seems highly unlikely

that they'd be robbing poachers together.

I agree.

Right.

Doesn't it seem like a strange coincidence...

you got two murder scenes on the same night

in the same area?

It's not coincidence. It's causality.

In my experience, trouble brings more trouble.

Okay, when Clyde killed the poachers

up at Crazy Woman Creek, Ote got away.

But in his haste, he passed through

Nate Romanowski's property, which was a fatal mistake.

Nate killed Ote just like he said he would.

Wrong place, wrong time, wrong escape route.

That's a interesting theory.

Aw, hell, Pickett.

We got Nate with the murder weapon...

which he forged himself...

in the same place as the deceased as he was dying.

You want me to build you a time machine so you can

go back and watch the crime with your own two eyes?

What does Nate say about that?

Who gives a shit?

Okay, now, I realize that you've developed

some kind of unhealthy interest in Nate Romanowski.

But trust me, you have no idea

who that man is or what he is capable of.

Now, if I were you, I would steer clear of him.

And I sure as shit would not let my wife

be alone in the same room as him.

I would think you would at least have that much sense.

God damn it, now my coffee is cold.

(TENSE MUSIC)

Can I ask you something?

Did you happen to know Clyde Lidgard by chance?

A little. Not much.

Can you tell me about him?

I'm just trying to understand why he killed those men.

You mean if he killed those men.

You don't think he did?

The rest of the town seems pretty sure.

I'm a mail carrier,

which means I know everyone in town pretty well.

And Clyde always struck me as crazy, sure,

but not like that.

He would shop when he was manic...

like, compulsively shop.

One time, I delivered 200 snake bite kits to his house.

Snake bite kits? Mm-hmm.

And he insisted I take one.

He was worried about me.

Clyde wasn't the boogeyman, he was...

afraid of the boogeyman.

You know what I mean? Yeah, a victim.

Not a victimizer. Exactly.

(CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(HORSE WHINNIES)

Hi. I know this horse.

Are you a Keeley?

(HORSE NICKERS)

Yeah.

I'm April.

April. I'm Marybeth Pickett.

I'm Sheridan's mom.

I think you two are in school together.

She reads a lot.

That sounds like Sheridan.

Where's your mom? Is she here?

No, she's still in bed.

You came all the way here by yourself?

You must be pretty great on that horse.

(HORSE NICKERS)

I am.

But now we have to sell him.

My mom says we can't afford to feed him anymore.

April, tell you what...

If you can't find anyone to buy your horse,

I'll board him at my house.

I'll take care of him for you.

And could I visit him sometimes?

You can visit him any time you like.

(MARYBETH LAUGHS)

Nice to meet you, April.

Welcome to Deer Days!

You guys having fun?

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE) Yeah!

Of course, let's take time

to thank our Deer Days sponsors,

the Scarletts.

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

(LAUGHS)

They paid for this stage, and I'ma gonna use it!

(SCATTERED LAUGHTER)

He gonna give himself a heart attack.

Can you guys keep a secret?

No.

Well, I know you can't, Wacey.

Here's the thing...

quite a few of you know I gave up my post

as game warden

and started working for InterWest Resources.

Well, they think I'm workin' for them,

but I'm really a double agent, 'cause I'm working for you.

(LAUGHTER)

Gee, thanks for the coffee.

Least that's my story, and I'm stickin' to it!

VERN: They wanna do business

here in Saddlestring. Hi.

Well, we want all the goodies.

Come on up here.

Got a new basketball court,

playgrounds for the schools,

computer center, and a Jacuzzi.

I want y'all to remember that next year

when I run for mayor.

You hear that, Gary? I'm comin' for your job next.

(RIM SHOT) The mayor is a goat!

Now, right now, I would like to introduce you

to two honest-to-God heroes.

Joe Pickett and Wacey Hedeman, come on up here!

Go on, honey, get up there. (CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

Go, Daddy, go!

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

Twelve Sleep County's a whole lot safer

'cause of these two men right here.

It's a new day in Saddlestring.

A great new day.

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

Thank you.

I'm just so glad that you were there to protect Joe.

I'm just doing my job, ma'am.

Just doing my job. You can call me Missy.

Gimme that microphone. I got something to say.

Y'all don't run off.

Y'all know me,

and you heard what happened up at Crazy Woman Creek.

But did you know that Sheriff Barnum

didn't even wanna go up there?

(CLICKS TEETH)

Too lazy, I guess.

Or too scared.

Or maybe...dare I say it...

too corrupt. (MICROPHONE FEEDBACK)

(CROWD MURMURING)

I figure if I'm gonna do his job for him,

I may as well get paid for it. (LAUGHTER)

Y'all heard what Vern said. This town is changing.

New opportunities.

New money.

Playground for our new generation.

What we need is new leadership.

That's why I, Wacey Hedeman,

am officially announcing my bid

to be your new sheriff!

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE) Never gonna happen.

Wacey Hedeman for sheriff.

I get it done.

(CHUCKLES)

Who wants a T-shirt? Me!

Yeah. MARYBETH: It's catchy.

(T-SHIRT CANNON CLANKS) Whoa!

(CHEERING)

Hey, Sheridan? Yes?

Where's your sister? I don't know.

Seen Lucy?

I'll go. I'll go. Okay.

Luce?

(T-SHIRT CANNON CLANKS) Lucy!

(GOAT BLEATS)

(DUCKS QUACKING)

(LUCY GIGGLES)

(CARNIVAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

Whoa.

Did you win a contest?

No, I just got picked.

Can...can I get picked?

No, you're too country weird.

Am not!

My dad is a hero. He was just on stage.

He takes care of animals. So do I.

Me and my sister even have magic pets.

LUCY: We named them Willie, Rosie,

and Hippity Hop.

But that's a secret I can't tell you about.

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

What kind of secret pet? JOE: There ya are.

We were looking everywhere for you.

I wasn't lost.

I was right here. Mm-hmm.

You're the new game warden, huh?

Arlen Scarlett. I'm Julie's dad.

Ah, Joe Pickett. Lucy's dad.

Lucy, you can't run off like that, hun.

Come on, you know better.

I heard about what happened at Crazy Woman Creek.

It sounded pretty hairy.

ANNOUNCER: The annual Deer Days parade is about to start.

Hey, that's our cue, huh?

MAN: Everyone to your floats. Come on, Deer Queen.

We couldn't find you.

Come on, girls.

Huh? Hop on. Really?

Of course. Well, just wait a second.

(GRUNTS) There you go.

Hey. It's okay, right?

LUCY: Please, Dad? SHERIDAN: Please, please?

SHERIDAN AND LUCY: Can we? Please?

Uh... We'll be right here.

Okay, I guess.

Yes!

Have fun.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(INTENSE MUSIC)

(UPBEAT FAIR MUSIC)

MARYBETH: So, seems like a lot of people in town

like Clyde for the outfitter murders.

Yeah.

Do you think he did it?

I have my doubts.

I keep flashing back to the shooting.

Mm. Clyde Lidgard

pointing his gun at us.

Must have been terrifying.

It's not that.

It's Clyde. He had the shot.

He didn't take it.

If he'd already killed two men,

why would he hesitate before killing a third?

Well...

maybe he's not a predator.

(UNEASY MUSIC)

(GUNSHOT)

Hey, that's it.

That's what I keep seeing.

Clyde was scared.

I mean, even a deer will bite

if it's backed into a corner.

That's what he looked like to me...

a scared deer.

So if Clyde's the scapegoat, who stands to gain the most?

Well, that's the question.

Okay, well, let's say theoretically

Clyde didn't do it.

And for a moment, Nate didn't do it either.

What...

what connects them?

Sheriff Barnum?

He arrested Nate for Ote's murder.

He determined Clyde killed the other two

right off the bat.

You really think the sheriff's involved in this?

Wouldn't surprise me. I mean...

I think if he was, he'd be...

nobody could catch him.

I just wish we knew where Clyde's trailer was.

I feel like we could learn a lot from that.

I, uh...

I do.

I know where his trailer is.

Really? Mm-hmm.

(PUNCHY MUSIC)

I'm gonna go talk to Mom.

Mom? (LAUGHS)

Mom. Oh, excuse me.

Yeah?

Would you take the girls home for us?

Why, where are you going?

The town dump.

(SCOFFS) Of course you are.

Thank you!

Wow. That's your daughter?

Uh, yes, you can tell?

(LAUGHS)

(PUNCHY MUSIC)

Joe, is this stupid of us?

Uh...

yeah.

But it's pretty fun, too, isn't it?

Yeah.

(LAUGHS)

God, maybe he did do it.

(CRICKETS CHIRPING)

Bring that. Thanks.

Good? Yeah.

Joe. Joe. Just try it first.

Hmm.

JOE: Oh, man.

(HEAVY MUSIC)

(MARYBETH SIGHS)

Joe, there must be 10,000 photos in here.

Look at this.

They're everywhere. Oh, it's disgusting.

Oh, God.

JOE: What? (SCOFFS)

Well, that's...

that's something I can't ever unsee.

Joe.

Ah.

I'm not sure I needed to see Clyde Lidgard's penis.

Don't come over here then. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

Oh, this is a much better angle.

I like how he backlit it. (CHUCKLES)

Nice touch.

Artsy, this one. (JOE LAUGHS)

(EERIE TONE)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC)

(SOFTLY) Willie?

Rosie?

Hippy Hop?

Come on out.

(MUSIC SLOWLY RISES)

(PHONE BUZZING)

Hello?

Hello?

This is Joe Pickett.

WOMAN: Hello? Joe. I know who you are.

You called about the scat sample?

(VOICE BREAKING UP)

Are you there?

(CLEAR VOICE) I saw it come in on Tuesday,

and it went to Game Biology, and then it disappeared.

It disappeared? It's not here.

I looked everywhere. I don't know.

Just let me put it this way...

anything you send us will get lost.

Seriously? Why?

I wanna say just forget about the package.

Just forget about it and...

(BOOM)

Marybeth!

Marybeth!

Joe!

Joe! Joe!

(PANTING)

Are you okay? Yeah, I...

I came out the back, and then, and it exploded!

Hey, hey, are you okay?

Yeah, I'm okay. You okay?

I'm okay. (PANTING)

Well, we know one thing.

Clyde didn't do that.

Neither did Nate Rowanowski.

No.

Joe. Hmm?

Joe, why does Clyde Lidgard have a picture of you?

What the hell is going on?

(ENGINE REVVING)

Oh, shit.

Okay, let's go.

I-- Yeah, I know. Let's go.

(BREATHING HARD)

Okay, it's okay. It's okay.

(MELLOW, HAUNTING GUITAR)

(VOCALIZING)