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You made this mess.

And if Luke dies, that's on you, too.

Hey, hey, Joe. Hey, Joe, let him go.

I'll talk to Sheridan.

- She's a strong girl. - She is.

I'm more worried about you.

I'm fine.

I can only imagine how awful it is

not knowing where your mom is.

"Make sure no hunter ever feels safe again."

Joe, this is our guy. Wolverine.

These people have already tried to kill me twice.

And where we're going next, it'll all make sense.

You're not gonna believe it.

Randy Pope is Wolverine.

Did you kill Frank Urman?

No, I swear.

Thank you. God bless you.

Hello? Help!

We've got an emergency!

Can you hear me, mister?

Hey!

Hey, mister?

What's the problem?

It's old Paul.

He seized up and started foaming at the mouth.

You're the first person we've seen for miles.

He's my dad, and I'm not gonna lose him.

We need a doctor!

What the hell are you doing?

You're not gonna help us?

The fastest way to a doctor is to keep floating.

Are you serious?

I'll call for an ambulance.

If his dad dies, that blood is on your hands!

Now.

Hey.

Hey.

They just got here.

- Barnum's booking - Randy right now. - Great.

You should come in, too.

You know this Wolverine account better than anyone.

We could use you in questioning.

I... I just don't understand, Joe.

I don't understand why Randy would kill all these men.

Yeah, I know. Doesn't make a lick of sense to me, either.

I feel like I have more questions now than I did before.

Well, Randy's got the answers and we've got Randy, so...

I don't wanna hear this crap. Do you understand me?

I know. Hey, I didn't do it!

- Stop! - Hey, what's he been saying?

Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy, all right?

Just a little thing called "police business." Of which you have none.

What are you talking about?

It's Marybeth and I that broke this case.

That's funny.

I seem to recall that it was me

doing all that fancy computer analysis.

Very advanced stuff.

You've got to be kidding me, right?

You just plugged in information that we brought you.

He doesn't get a say anyway.

The governor put Game and Fish in charge of this case.

Get out of the way.

Yeah, well, Game and Fish were also behind it.

Well, that's got to be an all-time greatest screwup, huh?

- Yeah. - Hey. Take it easy.

What are you doing?

I'm tired of you disrespecting my authority.

- Joe. Joe! - Pickett, I'm not joking.

- Joe! Joe! -Hey, what's going on here?

- He's stepping on my foot. - Hey, hey, hey! What the hell?

Back up. Both of you back up!

Sorry, he's... Sorry.

He's not letting me back there.

I know what he's doing because I told him to do it.

- Why? - Why?

This is why.

You're a live wire, Joe. You come into my station

and start smacking my deputy up,

now granted he's not the smartest guy in the world,

- but he is still the law. - I am the law.

There are some big questions that need to be asked.

I just want to talk to him. Just want to talk to him.

And what? So you can choke him out like you did last time?

You know, you almost killed him, Pickett?

Oh!

So you... You didn't tell your lady about that one, huh?

Boy. Pickett has a real firm grip on this...

That's enough, Deputy.

Look, I'm grateful for the help you two gave.

I really am.

But we caught the guy.

It's done. Okay? And I can't risk you going in there, flipping out

and giving the judge an excuse to let Randy walk.

- I am fine. - You're not fine.

Now, look, I get it.

Chasing a killer is thrilling.

It's addictive, even.

But catching 'em? It's not.

The high is over, it's hard to let it go.

But I'm asking you to do just that. Joe, please.

Okay, take all those feelings you got inside,

go home.

See your lovely kids, and just put it out of your mind.

Just let it go. I got this, Joe.

I got it.

Joe

Marybeth, just take him home.

I didn't almost kill him.

He was talking about Luke and I didn't even hurt him.

Didn't hurt him.

Okay.

Joe, why don't you go home?

Get some rest. I'll get the girls. Okay?

No, I'll get 'em.

It'll be good to see 'em.

I'm okay.

- Joe? - I'm okay.

You're early.

Yeah.

Yeah, I was in the neighborhood.

How are you?

Fine.

Yeah. Everything's...

Fine.

If I'm not overstepping, you don't sound fine.

I'm just feeling some...

Um...

Frustration, about work.

Wanna come in for a few?

And so I'm just... I mean...

I'm struggling a bit

knowing what I'm supposed to do with all these

rising...

Feelings?

Sure.

I guess.

Maybe it's not about containing them.

Maybe it's about accepting them.

Or accepting yourself.

Why are you so scared

of putting your emotions out there?

I'm... I'm just not very good at this emotional stuff.

Well, maybe I was... I was better off

before I even started opening it all up.

I... I was.

Like, when you almost got yourself killed?

Twice?

Can I ask you something?

Sure.

Have you ever put any thought into

why you're talking to a child counselor

instead of, you know, one for grown-ups?

We're not really, "talking."

I mean, we're just...

You know, talking.

Mmm-hmm.

Well, if we were talking, I might say something like,

maybe there's a child part of you

that really needs to be heard.

Maybe that's why you're here.

Yeah, I don't really think that's...

Okay, try something with me.

Close your eyes

and imagine Young Joe is here with you.

What would Little Joe have to say?

What would you wanna tell him?

Try.

This whole thing makes me feel so stupid.

Don't worry about it. It's just you and I.

Close your eyes and think,

what would Young Joe want to tell you?

Why won't you listen to me?

Phew!

I have to get my kids.

Uh, um, well, it was nice talking to you again, Joe.

So, where is this magical place

where all my questions will be answered?

It's not a magical place.

It's just the home of an old friend.

You sure he's your friend, right?

Yeah. Yeah.

I mean, you know, we've got a little baggage,

but...

-You're - damn right, we do. - Robbie.

Hands in the air. Let's go.

- Your gun, on the ground. - All right, now, just wait a second.

You didn't give me a sec!

I'm gonna turn around. Alright?

Listen, it was a misunderstanding, brother.

Well, understand this.

If you don't kiss the dirt right now,

I'm gonna paint these goddamn woods with your brain!

Drop the gun.

Now!

I'll do you one better.

You guys want some dinner? I bagged a couple rabbits.

You asshole! Man!

Man, scared is not a good look on you, brother.

I still look better than you.

Good to see you, man.

You too, man.

Good to see you. Oh, wow.

Oh, Cricket. This is Robbie Jax.

Yeah, I'd say I'm charmed, but I'm actually just annoyed.

How you do that to me, bro? I would!

You got me!

Come on, Maxine.

- Hi. - What's for dinner?

Mom, I'm starving.

Oh, I'm...

I'm not sure yet.

- I guess - we're having chips. - Yes!

Come on. Come on. Let's go.

- We're gonna have - chips for dinner. - LUCY: Chips for dinner.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm okay. Just... Just thinking.

Same.

I was... I spoke to...

Have you... Uh...

You go.

What happened at the station,

I know you just think it was angry me,

looking for a fight.

- No, I don't think that. - You don't think that?

No.

I think you were...

You were fighting to get to the truth

and I think they were standing in the way.

For both of us.

Does this mean you wanna keep investigating?

I think we have to, Joe.

Look, something wasn't sitting right with me.

It just didn't make sense.

So, I read through all of Wolverine's posts,

and they're eloquent and powerful.

Randy is neither.

Yeah. He couldn't...

He couldn't dress a field mouse.

Let alone butcher a grown man.

I think they have the wrong guy.

And I think more people will die

if you and I don't keep at it.

The problem is, if he didn't do it, then who did?

- Maybe we're asking - the wrong question. - What do you mean?

Well, asking "who" the killer is has gotten us nowhere.

What about "why"?

Why is someone framing Randy as Wolverine?

What did he do?

What did Frank and Wally do?

Who did they piss off?

Who do they owe money to?

What do they know?

You're so damn good, you know that?

What? What do you mean?

Solving cases.

Solving me.

Looking like that.

What do we do now?

What do I wanna do?

I guess...

I could go to Cheyenne.

I'll see if anyone at Game and Fish had it out for Randy.

Okay, I'll talk to Blaire.

See if she'll walk me through Frank's last days.

Maybe she can remember

- if he was in - any kind of trouble. - Mmm.

Let's catch this guy.

I mean did you hear him squealing when Barnum grabbed him?

It was louder than the gunshots.

"It wasn't me."

Yeah, and I knew Pope was a criminal.

I've been saying that for years.

All bureaucrats are.

Game wardens are just thieves out for our money.

And now we know they're murderers, too.

You know, I don't doubt that ass-hat Joe Pickett was Randy's accomplice.

Three cheers to whatever hunter

stuck those elk heads on the Picketts' fence. Eh?

Whoo!

Three cheers to that coward.

And three more cheers to that coward's fans.

You calling me a coward?

Yes.

And I'd like to add asshole

and degenerate and sicko to the list

because my grandkids were inside that house.

Good.

I hope they saw.

I hope they have nightmares about it.

Learn how to talk to a lady.

Enjoy the payday.

'Cause it's your last. Or did you forget who owns this bar?

This isn't a bar.

This is a bathroom stall!

Come on, Derek.

These cretins do not deserve us.

Your family tree should be just as unique and special as you are.

Very nice, Julie.

April, that's a very nice tree,

but we present tomorrow.

I think you should move on to pictures.

Oh! So nice. Oh! So colorful.

Wow. Very good.

...Wyoming Game and Fish Department...

...Randy Pope has been arrested.

He is a suspect in the murders of five hunters.

Oh, Marybeth.

I'm sorry for the intrusion.

Do you mind if I come in for a minute?

It's no intrusion.

- Please. - Thank you.

Come in.

There.

Thank you.

You want something to drink?

There's wine.

Or I'm sure I could find some water around here someplace.

Water would be fine, thank you.

I'm sure you're glad this is all over.

I don't know about "glad."

It's good they got that bastard behind bars.

Of course.

Now we just have to make sure he stays there.

Thank you.

Why wouldn't he stay?

Well, to...

To get a conviction, they'll need to prove a motive.

Otherwise...

He could walk.

What are you, some sort of a district attorney now?

No, just a concerned citizen, friend.

Trying to make sure this goes the way it should. That's all.

Can you think of any reason

that Randy would want to hurt Frank?

Because he's a psychopath.

Do you think it

maybe could have been something personal

between the two of them?

There are some bad people in this world, Marybeth.

Evil people.

And it's... It's hard for honest folks like us to imagine that it's true.

But it is.

It's just

the nature of Frank's death,

it was so extreme.

I'm not sure what you think you're getting at

but my husband was a wonderful man.

Even good people can make enemies, Blaire.

Oh, you were right.

This... This is an intrusion.

I'm... I'm actually feeling rather tired.

I'm sure you understand.

Of course.

I'm sure your husband was a wonderful man.

Wyoming Game and Fish Department.

No, Randy did not kill those people using taxpayer money.

Yes, I can take a message for you.

Okay. Thank you.

Wyoming Game and Fish Department. How may I help you?

No, I don't know when he'll be back.

They haven't told me yet. What is your message?

Looking for something?

You shouldn't sneak up on people.

And you shouldn't be snooping through your boss's office.

Don't worry. I'm just busting your chops.

Besides, you're not gonna find anything.

Randy is the most boring person I ever met.

Wendy?

Do you know if he had any enemies?

Like, anyone that would benefit

from him being out of the picture?

You can't swing a dead cat

without hitting one of Randy's enemies.

Even his friends seem to hate him.

Really?

What do you mean?

Well, about a month ago

Randy and his buddy, Warren Tucker,

had a huge shouting match right here.

Warren Tucker? As in...

Yeah. The serial killer's second victim.

I don't know what he was on about,

but he was angry. And loud.

Huh...

That's helpful. Thanks.

If you really wanna thank me,

get the Governor to reopen the season.

These hunters are ready to mount my head on the wall.

Which honestly, doesn't sound too bad right now.

Wyoming Game and Fish Department.

How may I help you?

Yes, I can take a message.

No, I don't know when he'll be back.

I just told you.

What is your message?

Okay. Thank you.

Wyoming Game and Fish Department.

How may I help you?

Look at you. You're new.

Nice work.

Hey, call me back. I think I found a lead.

It looks like Randy was doing some hunting

or he had some help.

I'll, uh, I'll explain when I get home.

Okay. I love you.

Why won't you leave?

Because you won't let me.

There's something in the road.

Nate and I worked special ops together back in the day.

The unit was called Mark V.

Top secret, of course.

And I'm guessing you were the muscle

and Nate was the pretty boy?

I like you.

I like her.

Nate was a JOAT operator.

Jack of all trades.

You could drop him behind enemy lines

with a flashlight and a hunting knife,

he'd find his way back with a necklace made of ears.

What kind of missions involve ripping people's ears off?

The kind where after enough of them,

you start to wonder who you're really fighting for.

That's why we left.

And your private little NSA here?

Well, just 'cause I'm retired

doesn't mean the bad guys are.

I monitor government databases,

listen to chatter,

pull phone records.

Whatever I need to do to stay a few feet ahead of them.

Pulling phone records? That's illegal surveillance.

Just 'cause it's illegal doesn't make it wrong.

And vice versa.

Worst things I ever did were in the name of the law.

Yeah. I just realized that I'm not hungry.

Does this bunker have a restroom?

Oh. Hell no.

Hey, I tried to reach the other brothers.

But never heard anything back.

You?

Hmm.

Nunez drove his car off a bridge.

Sweeney took a bullet in a home invasion gone wrong.

McCarthy's just straight-up MIA.

Man, I was hoping you would have some information.

Three weeks ago, I was attacked

in Montana, unprovoked.

I didn't know what to think then, but...

I found this.

All of those names, all in there.

Plus you, me, Big Merle.

I had my suspicions, but this makes it pretty clear.

This is a hit list.

Nemecek.

It's gotta be him.

I don't know who else it could be.

Somebody's cleaning house. Taking out all the old-timers?

It's not just old-timers on this list.

Who's Joe Pickett?

A friend, and that's what I'm telling you, man.

The connection is me.

Cricket Ludlow.

I'm so sorry.

All those deaths,

our brothers,

it's my fault.

No. It's not your fault.

But it is your burden.

Now, I don't know what happened

between you and Nemecek,

but I do know this.

He is not going to rest

until he takes out you and everyone on this list.

Any advice for an old friend?

Be careful who you trust.

Knowing Nemecek, he's probably got someone

planted close to you already.

A sleeper agent? Where?

Wherever you call home.

- Hey. - Hey, you're back.

I just got your voicemail.

I'm guessing Blaire gave you a lead?

The opposite, actually. She stonewalled me.

And when I asked her if Frank could have done anything to Randy,

she nearly threw me out of the house.

That's a bit suspicious.

I thought so, too,

so I spent the day digging through their files.

Look at this.

What is it?

It's an invoice

for Dan Garrett's funeral expenses,

paid for by Frank's Bull Grove Foundation.

Frank paid for Dan Garrett's funeral?

He sure did, and it wasn't cheap.

These guys were close.

You know, Randy and Warren Tucker were, too.

They got into some big fight right after Dan Garrett died.

Frank knew Dan... Mmm-hmm.

...and Randy knows Warren and Wally Conway?

We've been looking at these murder victims

like they were lone wolves.

But what if they were a pack?

A pack doing what?

Well, people think that packs and herds

they're the same, living together like a family.

But they're not.

With packs, they don't shelter together,

they don't raise their young together.

In the wild, wolves only come together for one thing.

To hunt.

Hi.

Hi.

Okay.

Okay.

I guess you probably have to wake up early.

I do.

Okay.

Talk about anything interesting?

No. Just catching up on old times.

Hell of a guy, right?

So no talk of any hit lists with my name on it?

Really? No response?

You didn't think I deserved to know

that a squad of special ops psychos

were gunning for my head?

I just... I just didn't want you to panic, Cricket.

That's not your choice to make.

You know what's pathetic?

I actually thought you had a good reason

for disrespecting me like this.

I just don't want...

What?

Go on.

What?

I'm a cop, Nate. Not a little princess.

You know, I've done so much emotional work trying to figure you out.

And I've realized what it is.

You tell the world you're alone

because it's made you too dangerous.

But really, you're alone because you're just selfish.

I'll sleep in the hammock.

Tomorrow I'm going back to Saddlestring.

Honey.

I know you said you felt like

there was a pane of glass between us.

But I want you to know,

I'm right here.

I know.

Thanks.

April! The bus is gonna be here any minute.

Hello.

You in there?

What's going on, sweetie?

It's time to get up, get dressed.

Can't go to school today.

I'm sick.

Okay.

You don't have a temperature.

Is there another reason you don't wanna go to school?

No. I told you. I'm sick.

You know I love you very much, right?

Mmm-hmm.

But you still have to go to school.

Come on, hon.

Okay? Get that rear in gear, kiddo.

I know why you don't want to go to school.

I don't know any other names.

I can't have just two.

Why don't you just add us to your tree?

You didn't put me on yours.

I don't blame you.

I wouldn't want me either.

You look stunning.

Well, anyone would look stunning

next to other patrons in cargo shorts.

You know, when you said you knew a classy joint,

I was thinking filet mignon, not filet-o-fish.

If it isn't the best burger you have ever had,

I will eat my hat.

Oh. That might be a better meal.

Well, how about this?

After today, until forever,

you can pick where we dine.

Derek, it's been fun,

but this is not going to last forever.

Why not?

Because now that I've lost my job,

I cannot be running around having fun.

I have expenses,

and I've got to stop thinking with my heart

and start thinking with my handbag.

And unfortunately, Derek,

you're poor.

Well, Emerson said,

"Without a rich heart, wealth is an ugly beggar."

That's what plastic surgery's for.

You're so funny.

You are. You know that?

You make me laugh.

I do like that you have read Emerson.

Kyle liked to brag that he had never read an actual book.

Well, I think you'll find not all us country boys

are like Kyle McLanahan.

There's plenty I would do that he wouldn't.

Like take you dancing.

This weekend. Missy, I look real good on the dance floor.

Yeah? I do.

Well, first, let me try this amazing burger.

And you need to know

I will be having the onion rings for an additional $1.50.

I think I can swing that.

Wow.

I hope you're here to tell me hunting season is open.

That or write me a check for all the business I lost.

I just got some questions for you about Randy Pope.

Oh, yeah?

What about?

Well, I know you did some work for him a few weeks back

and I was just wondering if anyone came in with him.

Well, who's to say I did a job for him?

Well, I saw the mount.

No one does work as well as you.

You might want to lower the quality

if you don't want people to know that it's yours.

I don't talk about my clients or their game.

Store policy.

Hmm. What about covering for killers?

That store policy, too?

I had nothing to do with those murders.

All right? Look, this job requires discretion

and I got a reputation to maintain.

So you can either arrest me for something,

or you can find the door.

Hey, you can't be back here.

Why?

Because of all the illegal mounts that you're making here?

Oh, bullshit.

Well, the mount I saw in Randy's office,

it's a bighorn sheep.

Only a handful of permits

are given out each year for bighorns.

Randy didn't have one.

I checked.

Which means you're working poached game.

Now, I didn't come in here to shut you down, Oliver,

but if you don't start answering my questions,

that's exactly what I'm gonna do.

Randy Pope is a game warden.

I assumed he was up to code.

I'm gonna give you one more chance.

I want you to think about it.

Is Randy's privacy worth everything

that you've built in here?

Think about it.

All right. Fine.

Randy is a regular.

Okay.

Comes by once a year. Same time every year.

Did he bring anyone in here with him?

No. But this year he left this.

- What? - Right here.

Dan Garrett, Warren Tucker,

Wally Conway, Frank Urman, Randy Pope.

Hank Scarlett?

And that is the Scarlett tree!

What a wonderful, intimate portrait you painted, Julie.

Thank you. Such important history.

Guys.

All right. Who would like to go next?

April, how about you?

April?

Miss, can I go next?

This is my family.

Grandma Missy. She absolutely hates being called Grandma.

My dad. He's a game warden.

He helps take care of animals.

Then there's my mom.

She's the toughest person I know.

This is my little sister, Lucy.

She's a people person, like my mom.

This is my new sister, April.

I feel so lucky to have a new sister.

Someone to share everything with.

The good and the bad.

I wish I had something sexier to offer you.

You could do worse than a little Spam for the road.

Thanks, brother. Stay safe, huh?

Come on. What's the fun in that?

Good luck.

Yeah.

Listen, I'm sorry about last night.

Don't care.

You were right about everything.

See previous comment.

And I have one last confession to make.

There was another reason I brought you out here.

Is that so?

What is that?

Take a look.

Are these Marissa Left Hand's phone records?

Completely untraceable.

Robbie's a genius with this stuff.

That's illegal.

Good thing you didn't pull them yourself, huh?

If this is you starting an apology tour,

FYI, you have a long way to go.

I know. I also know

it's a long ride to Saddlestring.

So this is the wolf pack?

- Four of them - are dead. - Mmm-hmm.

And one's in jail.

If there was any doubt

that they were up to no good,

- Hank Scarlett pretty much - wipes that out. - Yeah.

This is confirmation of everything we suspected.

Well, these guys either did something

or they know something. And now someone's

snuffing them out man by man.

So what do we do?

Tell Barnum?

No.

All we got is a photo.

I mean, he'll just shut us down

unless we find out what they did.

So then what? I don't want you confronting Hank.

He's dangerous.

You have no idea what he'd do

if his back was against the wall.

There is one other option.

What?

Seeing this is shaking something loose.

It's a story that I heard once

about a group of hunters

got themselves into something bad,

I don't remember all of it, but something tells me

it's connected to what's going on now.

Okay. Well, who told you the story?

Well, that's the problem.

Joe Pickett, what took you so long?