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Brothers Grim, huh?

We prefer
the Grim Brothers.

I know everything.
I heard the voicemail.

Marissa Left Hand
came to you for help,

and you killed her.

Two armed women
on the run.

It's a bad day
to be a Pickett.

You've got trouble.

Yeah. I can see that.

Hank and a group
of armed men are going after
the Native girl who escaped.

Native girl...

You shouldn't be here.

She's alive.
I saw her.

- She's alive.
- Marissa's our proof.

We've got to
find her first.

Hold your fire!
Hold your fire!

Get up.

What the hell?

You sure
that we really need
to kill her, though?

Don't tell me
you're getting
soft on us, Hank.

Arlen said the girl
doesn't get off
the mountain.

That's that.

Brother.

- Yeah, what?
- It's time.

They're coming.

You seem
to be getting worse.

Dying up here
is not gonna be
help to anyone.

You're going
to need my help. I'm fine.

Where did Joe go
with that psychotic
murderer?

Oh.

Wait a second.
What's that?

It's your children
going off
to the next grade.

Oh, and there
they go now

with their
first boyfriends.

It's too bad their mother
can't see any of it

because she's
alone in jail.

I'm gonna
ask you this
one last time.

Where the hell did Joe go
with that psychotic murderer?

Barnum was going
to kill her.

He was transferring her
to Rawlins

for her own safety.

Then why did he
turn off the highway?

You know, I used
to be a troubled kid.

Let's just say I was
in a real bad path.

Barnum picked me up one night
for drunk and disorderly.

You know how easy
it would have been
for him

to just lock me up
and forget about me?

But no, he saw
something in me.

Nobody had ever
seen anything in me

before that.
You hear me?

Barnum is not
just a boss to me.

He saved my damn life,
and you shot him.

Kyle, I think
you know me
well enough

to know I wouldn't
shoot a sheriff

unless I was damn well sure
there was no other option.

Yeah, well,
I know him, too.

And I know he wouldn't
do anything

that would require
someone to shoot him.

Then maybe
you weren't as close
as you thought you were.

Deputy, get her
out of my face.

Take her down to
the police station.

Lock her up
in her new home.

I'll take her.

Hi, Cricket.

Whoa.

Well, which way
should we go?

I'm not sure.

Compasses and GPS
aren't working up here.

Show yourself!

Stop, stop!

Can I pull up
my pants?

Please?

What's a guy got to do
to get some damn
privacy, huh?

Who the hell
are you?

I'm just a guy
taking a shit

alone in the woods
while I hunt.

Hey, what are
you doing?

He heard us talking
about the girl.

He can tie us
to this location.

What girl?

Well, if he
didn't before,

now he knows
what we're up to,
thanks to you.

Wait, wait,
wait, wait.

Did you say "girl"?

Like the one who's been
hiding out in these woods?

I've seen her.
I know just where
she is.

I guess I could
lead you there.

It's not hard
to find her

if you know
where you're looking.

Okay.

You're coming
with us then.

How about I just
draw you a map
and bid you adieu?

Or I come with you,
make it real easy.

No problem.

Which way?

Well, the left path.

That one.

If someone takes
the higher ground,

we won't be able
to defend ourselves.

One of us should
head up there.

No, no. We're
staying together.

Okay. But you see
that isn't the smartest
tactical move, right?

If I was
up on that ridge,
I could pick us off.

Exactly.

You do realize that
you're safer with me
armed than without.

Don't you?

I'm not
giving you a gun.

Come on.
We're sticking together.

All right.
What do you got?

Nothing.

Pair of fours.

Nothing.

Two kings
and two aces.

How are you
so lucky?

It's not luck.

Who are they?

And why
are they here?

I don't know.

But I do not like
the looks of it.

Come here.

Kyle, would you
call me, please?

I think we may be
in trouble here.

This might be
an emergency.

We have to do
something, Missy.

We have to act.

I don't... I don't
know what to do.

I have an idea.

But it involves Derek.

Do you see
something?

No.

No. Just a feeling.

What kind
of feeling?

Frank Urman, when we were
bringing his body down,

you were watching us,
weren't you?

You saw me?

No. It was
just a feeling.

And it's the
same one I got now.

Like...

Like they're
out there just waiting,

just playing with us.

Maybe we should
stay covered.

Yeah.

I wasn't
playing with you,
by the way,

or any
of those men.

The whole reason
that I made

such a show of
Frank Urman,

the first
two deaths

were labeled accidents,

so I made
Frank undeniable.

I hoped that maybe
the shock of it

would spur
a real investigation.

I don't know.
Maybe the others
would even confess

after Frank,
turn themselves in.

I didn't want
to keep killing.

Yeah.

But you did.

Have you lost
your damn mind?

I mean, why would you
do something so stupid,
Marybeth?

You shot a cop.

Cricket, can I
ask you something?

I guess.

Last year,
when I was shot,

and Barnum left you
to guard me,

where'd he go?

What do you mean?

You're a great
cop, Cricket,

and I know you've asked
yourself this question.

Where did
the Sheriff go?

He left us there,
and he went somewhere

where no one
could reach him

for the following
two hours.

You'd think he'd want
to be readily available,

with all the shootings
and killings happening
in town.

What are you suggesting?

I'm not.

I'm telling you

that Barnum's
more compromised
than you think,

and I'm telling you
that he walked away

and placed a deputy,
that he underestimated,
to guard the door,

knowing that someone
would probably come back
to finish me off.

And I'm telling you
that he is one of a group

of untouchable men
who assaulted women.

And when
one of those women
came forward

and tried to report it,
he tried to kill her.

And I'm telling you,
that if I didn't do
what I did,

Shannon would
already be dead.

Do you have
any evidence
of this?

Barnum destroyed
- the evidence.
- Oh, of course he did.

But, Cricket,
Charlie Left Hand,

he might have uncovered
something more

in the phone records
you gave him.

I'm not admitting
to any phone records.

Good.
You shouldn't.

But I know
it was you,

and it was
the right thing to do.

We believe
Marissa Left Hand
might still be alive.

And if she is,
she can prove
Barnum's crooked.

That's where Joe is.
He's headed to find her
right now.

Oh, my God.

- Okay.
- Call Charlie Left Hand.

He will corroborate
everything I'm saying.

Shh!

Missy, hurry.

Listen, there's
a stream over there.

We need
to get across it,

and your boyfriend
will pick us up on
the other side, okay?

How cold
is that water?

The coldest.

And he's not
my boyfriend.

I don't care.
Let's go.

Well, I guess
we know now

why the helicopters
couldn't find it.

This is where
Marissa was staying.

Why would they
go to this effort?

Why burn it down
and then cover it up

if they were just
going to leave anyway?

Because they decided
to stay.

The Grims
know these woods
better than anyone.

I guess they figured
they could kill anyone
that tries to come up here.

You can't
take them on
all alone.

You realize that,
don't you?

The Grims.

The Grims have you
two to one.

Hank's guys,
maybe five to one.

They will kill you,

then they'll kill me,

- and then Marissa.
- Mmm.

And they'll
get away
with it, too.

I'm deputizing you.

I authorize you
to use this
to arrest these men.

To protect yourself,
Marissa and me,

should we get attacked.

You mean
when we're attacked.

Hank's men
are coming
to kill her.

Their attack started
the moment

that they stepped onto
this mountain.

And the Grims,

their attack on you
never stopped.

So when you see
any one of them,

if you want
to survive,
shoot first.

I'll cover you
from the ridge.

Good luck.

You, too.

You okay?

Shoot first.

Hey.

Easy. Come on.

Come on.

Easy.

Oh, God.

Lizzie.

Okay, okay. Okay.

I smell
the Government Man.

Grims, I'm not
here for you.

I'm here for Marissa.

I'm here
to take her home.

So you can kill her?

No. No, I come peacefully.

Little late for that,
don't you think?

No one has to
get hurt here.

Just give me Marissa,
and I'll go.

Not gonna happen,
Government Man.

You have to
kill us first.

How many bullets
do you think

the Government Man's
got left, brother?

He's got one.

That's my count, too.

One bullet left
for the two of us.

That's what you call
game over.

You want to face death
standing like a man,

or die
face down in the dirt?

Either way,
- we can oblige.
- Nope.

I promised my wife
I wouldn't die today.

Well, you shouldn't
make promises
if you don't know...

Drop the weapon

or say goodbye
to your brother.

Camish,
- what's going on?
Drop the weapon.

Shannon, what are
you doing here?

I'm here to save you.

Isn't that a joke?

Oh. This wound
looks bad.

- You need help.
- No.

Marissa.

Marissa.

Wait here
and stay quiet.

Don't let
anybody see you.

No.

Marissa.

Well, now,
ain't this a situation.

He won't shoot you,
you don't shoot me.

This doesn't
have to end badly.

I did not come
up here for you.

There are people coming
to kill Marissa.

I only came to stop
that from happening.

You violated
the sanctity
of our home.

Why should we trust
a word you say?

You attacked me.

This rifle he's pointing
at me, it's mine.

You killed my horse.

You ate her.

We didn't kill
your horse.

Your horse
was injured
in battle,

and we honored it
by eating its flesh.

The way I remember,

it's you
who came at us.

You were gonna
report us to a judge

for the crime of
feeding ourselves.

Is that true?

He was fishing
without a license.

No wonder
these guys
don't like you.

We all understand
the situation here.

Things could get
western in a hurry.

And if they do,

I'm betting
on my friend Nate
to tip the scales.

I think
the better idea may be

sitting down,
hashing this out,

and see if we can come

to some kind of understanding.

I'm gonna sit
on this rock.

Here I go.

Nice and slow.

I'm sitting down.

I'm sitting down.

Let's start with
who are you?

There's no way
this is your first
brush with the law,

and I can't find
a record on you

on any government database.

So, who are
you really?

And why would we want
to tell you anything?

Well, there must
be a reason

you're up here
living like this.

And I thought maybe
if I could understand
your situation...

Understand
our situation.

Yeah.

You first.

What?

You first.

You tell me
why you're here.

This is my job.

Well, then my job
is fishing.

But I bet we could
both do better than that.

So tell me, why would
anyone choose to be
a government man?

You just love
the federal government
or something?

Just love stepping
on the necks
of the downtrodden?

For the record,

game wardens
are state employees,
not feds.

And no, of course not.

Then why?

My younger brother,
Victor, and I,

used to take solace
in the woods.

Always did.

Our home was chaotic.

And I guess
I just craved order
back then.

Well, it makes me
appreciate it today.

Sometimes a little
too adamantly maybe.

Your brother,
he a game warden, too?

No.

Well, he dreamt of being one,
but never got the chance.

He dead?

He is.

How?

If you don't
mind me asking.

He drove his car
100 miles an hour
into the arch

at the entrance
of Yellowstone.

He tried to call me.

I didn't pick up.
Too busy.

And so now I wear
the watch that he wore
when he left that day,

and I look at it
every morning.

And I get up,
I show up

to do this
for both of us.

Your turn.

Where are you from?
Why are you here?

Seems to me
this day only ends
one of two ways,

we kill him
or he kills us.

Either way, I reckon
it don't much matter
what we tell him.

We come from the UP.

Union Pacific?

Upper Peninsula, Michigan.

We had a little
spot of land.

Been in our family
for 100 years.

Governor decided our land
was the perfect place
for a power plant,

on account of the people
who financed his campaigns.

We said, "No."

They upped the price.

We said no again.
Not for sale.

Then they told us
they had the right
to take our land all along.

Eminent domain,
they called it.

Case closed.

But it was our land.

It was our land.

We refused
to let them
walk on us,

so they came
with their guns,

helicopters.

Killed our mom,

killed our brother.

Government men
took everything
from us.

After that,
Caleb and I

just wanted
to find somewhere
we could be left alone.

Own nothing,
ask for nothing.

Is that
so damned much
to ask?

No, it isn't.

I've heard
about this, Joe.

These guys
are folk heroes

to the people
in the underground.

But Grim isn't
their real name.

Olafson, right?

I don't think you're
on the right side
of this thing, Joe.

See?

He gets it.

Why are you
keeping Marissa?

Keeping her?

Why are you keeping Marissa?
Does she want to leave?

Do we seem like
some kind of perverts to you?

When we found her,
she was bleeding
and wounded

by some government man
like you.

Not like me.

She almost died on us
a couple of times.

Couple of times.

We promised her
we wouldn't let nobody
come up here and get her.

Nobody.

My wife shot the sheriff
who tried to kill Marissa.

And now Marissa
is the only proof

that my wife
was right to do so,

so I'm not planning to leave
this mountain without her.

Like I said,

seems there's only
one of two ways
this day ends for us.

There she is!

Easy.

Easy, easy, easy,
easy, easy, easy.

Okay, seems that
we all can at least
agree on one thing.

We all want
Marissa to live.

- Am I right?
- Yeah.

How about
we postpone this

temporarily,
we call a truce?

And we try
and figure out

that situation together.

We might be inclined
to agree to something
like that.

But this ain't over
between us.

This is Game Warden
Joe Pickett.

- Get him.
- Move up.

Surround him.
We will.

Wendigo!

How many more
of them are there?

I count five.

Argh!

Drop it,
drop it.

Truce is over.

How you want to play
this thing, Warden?

I was thinking
the third way.

And what's that?

Well, you mentioned
there was two ways
off this mountain,

either you die
or I die.

Maybe there's
a third way.

So if you don't point
your weapon at me,

I won't point
mine at you.

Let me
ask you something.

You could have
let that man kill me.

You would have been
in your right to do so.

I'm a threat to you.
Almost killed you once.

Why did you stop him?

Well...

You were in the right.

You might be
a government man,

but you have honor.

Marissa Left Hand.

Shannon needs help.

You saved my life.

And they saved mine.

The third way.

Hurry, get up.
- Missy?

Ah, you showed up.

Of course I did.

I would always
show up for you.

You're all wet.

We had to
cross the stream
to get here.

You must be freezing.

Girls, let's go
- get in this truck.
- All righty. Go on.

We'll get you
warm, okay?

Okay, quick.

That's it.
Right in the back.

Grab that blanket.

There's a towel
over here.

All set?

I know I must
look like hell.

When we were
crossing that stream,
I slipped,

and that's why
- I'm so wet.
- No, no.

You look like
an angel to me.

You're not mad
about the way
we left things?

No, I'm not mad.

I know...

I know that I'm a bit
of, um, an acquired taste.

I just figured
it would take you
a while to see it.

But, hell, I am
crazy about you.

I am.

And I...
I don't care
how long it takes,

but one of these days
you're gonna realize

I'm the guy for you.

I am.

The truth is,
I cannot stop
thinking about you.

Really?

But I made
a promise
to myself.

I made a promise
that if I found
love again,

it would be with someone
who could take care of me financially

and for the
rest of my life.

And I know
how shallow
that sounds.

And maybe all along
what I really...

Wanted was a guy
who would just show up
at a moment's notice

when I'm tired,
and I'm wet,

just to tell me
that I look like
an angel.

I know it's not what
I was looking for,

but maybe
it's what I need.

Yeah.

That sounds
- funny to you?
- No, no, it's not that.

It's just...

Honey, I'm actually
fantastically rich.

What?
You are?

Oh, yeah.

Well, why are you
riding around in this

horrible old
pickup truck?

I don't know.

Because I like it.

Oh, my God.

Shh!

It's over.

Yeah?
- Yeah.

You okay? Yeah.

My job requires
that I take you in now.

You can plead
not guilty,

say it was
self-defense.

And I'd testify for you
for what you did for Marissa.

If that's what
you want to do.

But you need
medical attention.

You know a place, Nate?

I do.

I'm gonna
get my horse.

I might be a few.

Got it?

Got it.

Thank you.

Don't mention it.

All right,
keep your eyes peeled
for Pickett and Shannon.

They should be considered
armed and dangerous.

That's when
I saw the Wendigo

racing through
the woods
with an axe,

coming right at me.

Oh, I looked
that sucker

right in the eyes
and said,

"Wendigo, be gone,"

and he turned
and ran off.

And then
this Wendigo just left?

I mean,
he did throw the axe
at someone else.

Wait, he did?
Oh, yeah.

Oh, killed the guy,
too, I think.

Where the hell
have you been?

I'll catch
you up later.

Why is
Marybeth Pickett
not in cuffs?

What the hell
is he doing here?

I said I will
catch you up later.

You ready
to head home?

I imagined
this moment
1,000 times,

but I never imagined
how scared I'd be.

You're gonna
be okay now.

Okay. Come on.

Draw your
weapons!

Freeze, Pickett!
Get your hands up now!

What the hell
is going on here?

That's not Shannon
with him.

Who is that?

That's Marissa
Left Hand.

Dad.

Lower your weapons!

Are you the one
who sent this
rescue party up there?

Well, yes, I am.

This is
my search party.

What's your name?

McLanahan.

Sheriff McLanahan.

I'm with you now.

Okay?

I know. I know.

If Joe hadn't come
when he did,
I would be dead.

Well, in light of
Marissa's statement,

seems to me
you have a clear-cut case
of self-defense.

We're not going
to press charges,

and you're free to go.

Okay.

Oh, and Joe,

I'm even willing to forget
that you punched me
and took my cruiser.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

This isn't some kind of
favor for you, all right?

Make me look
like a jackass.

We will never
speak of this
ever again.

Got it?

Got it.

Get out of here, Pickett,
before I change my mind.

Thank you, Cricket.

Okay.

Well, this has been
the damnedest day now,
hasn't it?

Where are
we going?

I want to
show you something.

All these people,
all their loved ones,

you've given them
new hope.

One came back.

Hey.

You okay?

Yeah.

He would have
been happy here.

Our son.

Yeah, he sure
would have.

Yeah.

Man. I still get
these feelings.

But...

I'm okay.

Hmm.

♪ I've been worryin'

♪ All my life

♪ I've been worryin'
all my days

♪ Oh, it's a shame

♪ I gotta think this way

♪ I've been wonderin'
all my life

♪ I've been wonderin'
all my days

♪ Oh, sorrow and strife

♪ Tell me
ain't that the life

♪ All I...

♪ Know is
life can be a grind

♪ Sometimes you gotta
give it time ♪

- Oh, yeah?
- Mmm-hmm.

♪ I've been hungerin'

♪ All my life

♪ I've been hungerin'
all my days

♪ I've been... ♪

Sher.

Look.

They haven't
done that
in a while.

Gross.

♪ I've been worryin'
all my life

♪ I've been worryin'
all my days

♪ I've been worryin'
all my life

♪ I've been worryin'
all my days ♪

♪ I've been worryin'
all my life

♪ I've been worryin'
all my days

♪ Oh, it's a shame

♪ Why it's gotta be this way

♪ I've been worryin'... ♪

No. Is that?

Ah, it sure is.
Artisanal apple sauce.

It's just
a little...

A little
welcome back.

Justice for the Grims!

Don't tread on me!

We want justice in here!

Justice for the Grims!

The Grims
deserve justice too!

Our land, our right.

Justice for the Grims!

Justice for the Grims!

Do you know
- what this is?
- No, I don't.

But it doesn't
- look good.
Justice for the Grims!

Justice for the Grims!

Justice for the Grims!

Our land, our right!

Justice for the Grims.

- Slow down.
Justice for the Grims.

Hey, honey.

Miss me?

Do you
know her?

Yeah.

That's my mom.