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Previously on Marshalls.

Great Earth's mineral sites on our river.

Where our forefathers wandered their horses.

There's a fentanyl deal going down today.

A place called the Zone of Death.

Two violent gangs, so everybody's gotta be dialed in.

That's a bomb.

Cover me.

Where's Casey?

The demons are all born with a killer instinct.

But you're not a killer, Casey.

You're a protector.

"The End"

Miss Turek, what can I do for you?

She ran cold, Nate.

I need a stick to build back up.

Your marker's near 8,000.

Two more makes it an even 10.

You both know I'm good for it.

2,000 for Miss Turek.

I do it to myself.

- Let's go.

I need to get out of here.

I haven't had the time.

It's good to see you back on your feet, Chairman.

Yeah, well, I was put out to pasture long enough.

Still have enough energy to give your Mustang there a run for his money.

Oh, yeah? Why don't you grab a hammer? Make yourself useful.

I left my lunch bell with the rest.

Bomb didn't affect a sense of humor.

Maybe your memory, though.

Whoever attempted the assassination swept their tracks.

Thread's still out there.

As is the threat to Broken Rock from the might.

Set the break ground today.

Seems the government only knows how to cut red tape

when perpetuating inequities on the line.

Something tells me you got your counterpunch planned.

How's your P.R. Wachoni with the marshals going?

New path has some familiar bumps.

Every day's a test.

Yeah.

And we need to get to ours.

Good to see you.

Me too.

Later.

Hey, there he is.

Hey, you handling any more animal rescues

down on Eastcare?

I bet you had that chambered all weekend.

Oh, man, I would have hit you with it sooner if you'd ever return a text.

Branching limits my screen time.

It limits a lot of things.

You got something to say?

Yeah, it's just kind of tough to be all in all the time.

You're always spinning plates, right?

I'm sorry I haven't mastered the art of sabotaging my relationships and obligations like you have.

Why does it always feel like I brought a knife to a gunfight with you?

It just wouldn't hurt you to try to bond with your teammates, Gacy.

You brought me here to crush skulls, not hold hands.

Stop. Stop.

What the hell's going on there?

Your deputies are turning our workspace into a romper room.

Pull that trigger. See what happens.

9 o'clock.

Don't. Don't do it.

You know what?

Knock it off!

Smoke checked.

My ass, I had you dead to right,

so the cowboy didn't help you.

Cal, will you please remind them their toys are for outside?

The marshals, not the fun police.

How'd you sniff me out?

Probably that skunk cabbage you call perfume.

Nah, KC's spidey senses were the legendary in the teams.

Gotta be a superhero to know that Miles was about to get mud sucked.

All right. How would you have cleared the room?

In a way where I wouldn't end up dead.

You take the real estate, you hold it.

Well, considering I've nearly been killed twice

since Casey showed, CQB training might not hurt.

Evolve or die, right?

Yeah, it could be a good opportunity to teach some frogman tactics.

Show him the way, Chief.

I got too many emails and paperwork, so...

Oh.

The floor's yours.

Have fun bonding with your team.

Clear the road!

I'm moving Earth today.

You guys need to move.

We're on reservation property.

Putting you in no position to tell us what we need to do.

The highway was blown out.

We got rerouted.

This is the only other way to the mine site.

The only place this road will take you to

Well, it was a trespassing charge.

Best to go back how he came, friend.

There's no chance these iron dogs can turn around here.

Well, then there are trucks now.

- All right, on you, let's go.

- Moving?

- Move.

There you go.

Didn't get mud sucked that time.

Exactly.

You take the real estate and you hold it.

Thanks.

Nobody got shot.

That's encouraging.

Cowboy turned up the intensity.

Well, you're going to have to maintain that intensity because we've got a situation on the res.

It needs U.S. Marshals' help.

Just stand off between res and truckers trying to get to that new mine.

Groundbreakings today.

Supposed to be.

There was an incident on 191 last night.

What kind of incident?

Kind of puts a hole in the highway,

and now you got trucks and earthmovers

being diverted onto an access road

that crosses Broken Rock,

and Rez is claiming that they're trespassing.

That's one way to slow down progress.

On top of that, Bottleneck's got ranchers caught up in it,

trying to get their livestock to auction today, so...

Well, that's money and food on their table.

I bet you've their knives out.

That's why we've been asked to clear the people from the scene.

It's part of our duty, y'all.

Come on.

U.S. Marshals have stood against the mobs for freedom riders and school integration.

And went to Wounded Knee where they shot half a million rounds at the Native activists,

including women, children, and elders.

I'm not here for that.

Our orders are to clear the locals, Moz.

I thought you'd be happy we're supporting the res?

There's nothing to be happy about when you're stepping into a 500-year-old conflict.

When the locals see the feds siding with Broken Rock,

we're gonna be pouring gasoline on fire.

Strap on the hard armor, y'all.

'Cause we're going into battle.

It feels scarier squaring off with our neighbors

than with gangs or militia.

Gonna make things weird for you at the club

when you've tear-gassed your tennis girls?

Let's hope the armor isn't up to show a force.

If not, unless lethal gear comes out.

Take Cal's word we don't want to amen at my tribe.

That's what he said.

Broken Rock's seen a lot of broken promises.

So who blew up this road?

Someone from the res, your buddy the chairman?

All the unnatural things happen in nature.

Yeah, but Rainwater can't really expect

he's gonna keep all that equipment.

They were just bargaining chips.

Not the first standoff like this for the chairman, right, Casey?

Well, what was that one about?

Cattle, kind of.

Kind of like how this is about trucks in the mine.

How did that one end?

Painfully.

150,000 square miles of nothing and people still find a traffic jam.

Yeah, it's a bit more of a circus than expected.

Yeah, we're the ringmaster for the next act.

Miles, let's get eyes on that.

That roadblock ahead starts assessing the players.

Build drums in a strange land.

Suddenly, I'm your huckleberry.

Casey Dutton.

Thank heaven you've arrived to get your rope around this mess.

Casey here, he was one heck of a livestock agent.

He'll straighten the situation out, just like his dad used to.

If you need any extra muscle to drag these roadblocks off,

you let us know.

Okay, thank you.

Awful popular for a recluse.

Yeah, give it a minute.

Oh, got eyes on her field.

Looks like they already turned.

Randall Clegg.

Matt Dawkins is hard.

Very armed, very angry.

It's the Clegg brand.

They've been in these parts as long as my family.

Yeah, without the money and the power.

Their family compound got a visit from ATF a few years back.

Nearly went Ruby Ridge.

Local police give them a white barth ever since.

Oh, I don't know.

You caused this, Dutton, empowering Rainwater by giving the Yellowstone away?

He forgot to raise his place on the totem pole in these parts.

I'm just here to do my job.

Giving away the family legacy for couch change?

Your father must be rolling in his grave.

Okay, you're impeding federal officers.

Family name doesn't carry water anymore, so you gotta hide behind a federal badge?

Now the mighty have fallen.

Still got a long way to go before I make it down to you.

Sons of bitches are gonna cost me everything.

Then you're gonna tell us you're in cages, okay? Yeah, that's it. Yo, this is broken up land

And I need you to clear all these trespasses out here. They gotta go come on

Well, you gotta go

Come here again your cuffs, you understand? They mean you too

Don't get lost! Whose side are you on?

Broken Rock land.

On y'all out of here.

Let's go!

Keep it moving.

That way.

Isabel Turek?

Deputy Marshal Skinner.

I'd have changed my name too.

Oh

Hey, hey, she's fine. Yeah, we got bigger problems to deal with

I just need you back. Let's go. All we're doing is raising the temperature here. Well, we don't choose what orders we follow

Come on, everybody, clear them out!

- All I need you to do is go to these people.

- Okay, these bullets are meant for us.

- Okay. That's right. Keep breathing.

You're gonna be okay.

- That's right. - Casey and I think the shots came from the woods over there.

Okay. Help's coming, sweetheart.

I don't understand how this happened here.

It wasn't violent until you showed up.

308 rounds.

Hyde was here.

300-plus yard shot.

Guessing it was a hunt rifle, which narrows it down

at half the people on the site.

Okay, so they took a shot at us, and then what?

Rush looks trampled that way.

Look at what you caused here.

We were protecting our people.

Our marshal badge puts you on the wrong side of me.

Find a path for an ambulance.

This side's the only way in.

Can't come soon enough.

No broken brush.

I got eyes on.

Move, move.

You're unfortunate! Stop where you are!

Should have gone back to your truck.

We did the impossible and united the Rez and the locals on something.

Despised by the people we risk our lives to defend.

You think folks hate us now?

Pray those girls pull through.

We'll never be able to show our faces around here again.

Best thing we can do is bring that shooter to justice.

Who is it?

Don Moore, the cattleman who threw that first punch.

Trailer full of steer he couldn't get to market.

That's a costly hit.

Putting him over the edge.

You think he was a lone wolf?

The tribe of police are combing the area to be sure.

- Okay, Andrea, get Don talking, okay?

See if he was the only active shooter.

And Miles, I want you to flip his world, okay?

Get everything you got on him, all right?

Bill, you know what to do, get into the ballistics.

- What about the standoff?

- I don't see either side backing down.

- Are you telling me this fight is just getting started?

- Conflict began centuries ago.

Don't expect either side to get a piece of chance.

- And the longer I'm here,

Unless I understand this, please.

Progress is a zero-sum game in these parts.

It gives me Afghanistan vibes.

It's not only the res folk who are part of a tribe.

That's why things get bloody when they lock horns.

Yeah, and Rainwater Lane claimed all this equipment.

It's gonna turn the skirmish into a war.

Please don't ask me to get in the middle of this.

Somebody's gotta get Rainwater to stand down.

Things have a tendency of escalating when I get involved.

Casey, you're the only person I know who can bridge the gap between ranchers and the res.

I'm realizing without my family and the Yellowstone, I'm an island, not a bridge.

Okay, this thing escalates like you said. More people get hurt. You gonna live with that?

I'll see what I can do.

You can stop running your mouth at the roadblock and now you climb up.

Residue on your hands confirms that you fired a rifle.

So now the only question is will you be charged with attempted manslaughter or murder?

I didn't shoot anybody.

Really?

Two young women fighting for their life thanks to you.

Only 'cause you were a bad shot.

They weren't your targets.

The marshals were.

You didn't like the side that we picked in your little fight

against the--oh, what'd you call them?

Yeah, the sons of bitches from the Rez.

You're not from around here, are you?

It's easier for you to sleep at night and chatting with them

if you think I'm just some hate-filled redneck, right?

'Cause it all gets a little more gray if I'm just a dad

worried about feeding his kids,

thanks to the Rez once again standing in the way.

Standing in the way of what?

Progress.

Mines, airports, hotels.

The Rez has a talent for making all those jobs

and dollars disappear.

So you stood up for progress?

Maybe I was wrong about your targets.

You know, Dom, judges go a lot easier on your team.

that make full confessions.

All right.

Chia, flax, turmeric, and coconut oil.

All anti-inflammatory for the flack we took at the roadblock.

It was definitely fertile ground for poison history to sprout up.

Yeah.

We tried putting out the fire, only to be accused of arson.

People at that scene have known my whole life looking at me like I was a stranger, even before shots were fired.

I'd rather be a stranger than what I took on out there.

I pivoted from ATF to Travel S.

Staying close to home means that's where the job hits, too.

People think I'm a traitor for wearing this badge.

Doesn't matter, I was there to protect him.

Yeah.

Kyle and Andrea will learn how Big Sky Country is all one small town.

Follow-up finds him.

Well, as much of a minefield as that was for you and me,

there's one teammate who's got it worse.

History, grudges, expectation.

There's really no safe move for Casey in this one.

Feels like we've been sent to the principal's office.

That's what happens when you fail a test.

Find a shooter?

We have a suspect.

Heat of the moment rancher.

So nothing to do with the bombing?

No. But everything to do with the roadblock.

Both young women were taken to our IHS hospital.

And I made sure they were well cared for.

Proved your point with the mine.

Maybe consider standing down before anyone else gets hurt?

A Dutton. I am going to play peacemaker.

I seem to recall your father rerouting an entire river to get what he wanted.

Same as I recall an incident over cattle, it still haunts me to this day.

The Duttons fought and bled fighting for their way of life.

You can hardly judge me for fighting for ours.

How'd it go with Don?

Refuses to break, says he didn't shoot anybody.

He may not have.

Ballistics on the casings from the gunman's hide says shots fired by three different rifles,

Don Moore's and two others.

So, we've got two shooters on the loose.

Hundreds of years of conflict doesn't sort out easy, Casey.

My oldest brother and brother-in-law are part of that history.

He's trying to keep others from joining him.

What's wrong?

His truck.

He's pulled by here three times.

Go ahead, get down!

Everything's gonna be all right, buddy. Okay?

You're gonna be all right.

Go! You got this? Go!

Pursuing an active shooter. Black truck. Moving west on 14.

Alright, I put Bolo out on a black pickup.

You pick up two passengers, but with no place to go on,

you're looking at half the vehicles in Montana.

- Hey, your case is that near Broken Rock

doesn't have any traffic cams or CCTV.

Blind spot the way the res has always been treated.

- Yeah, well, right now, it sounds like they're being treated

like a hunting ground.

- Same guys who shot at us?

Shifting their aim and anger from the feds to the res?

- Our first shooting made it open season.

- Andrea, if these are the same two shooters

who are with Dom Moore, then we need their names now.

- Okay, let me hit Moore with this

and see what I can knock out of them.

Maybe you didn't shoot anybody, but the people with you did.

Who are they?

What?

They just shot up the res.

Every round they fire is going to add to your sentence.

Look, I just thought we were scaring people, not haunting them.

Who are they?

If I talk, my family will be in the crosshairs next.

Maybe you were standing up for your kids at the roadblock,

but who is going to stand up for them when you're doing 30 to life?

Trust me.

You don't want your kids to have to know what it's like to have their dad ripped away.

Help me now.

And I can stand up for your family too.

Shooters are the Clegg brothers, Carson and Wes.

Clegg's got the rock-blasting contracts to the rare earthmine near Broken Rock.

So Moore said the Clegg brothers saw him raging out there, told him they should take action.

They had hunting rifles in their truck.

All right, well, firing at the roadblock may have been the heat of the moment,

but shooting up the res, that was premeditated.

Federal agents back in the tribe probably spiraled them about the fate of that mine.

Maybe they decided to go out in a blaze of glory.

Both brothers got multiple priors.

Yeah, generational rage and guns are a bad combo.

Got a black Chevy, registered to West Clegg.

Okay, passing on Casey.

Let's chalk up.

Got eyes on their truck.

Must have fled on foot into the forest.

Okay, hold what you got, because we're mobile

and we're heading in your direction right now.

I'll give it a probe, find their track.

Hey, do not go in alone.

You are going to be outmanned and outgunned,

and you're on their turf.

Hey, Casey, one is none, right?

Copy that.

Moore says Klegs are avid hunters best in the area.

Bagging out doesn't make them American sniper, right?

Been hunting here for generations.

Fled here for a reason.

Yeah, well, you know they see us as prey.

Missed us one time.

Can't count on being lucky twice, so it's on swivels, y'all.

All right, look, I want everybody online.

We're going to do 40 meters of separation for a grid search.

OK, now you get a PID on one of these guys.

You coordinate to box in.

You understand?

Let's go.

*Loud

Not a shrub at a place.

Contact, contact.

Anybody got eyes on the shooter?

Negative.

We'll re-pond by fire.

Okay? I got an eye sign about 200 yards ahead of me, 12 o'clock from my position.

Casey Miles, do not fire, okay? Don't give away your paws.

We're gonna keep them busy while you maneuver the flank. Copy?

Check. Moving on your fire.

Here we go!

50 yards up that slope.

We're gonna hook to the left and move straight at them.

Ready to fire.

Do not stop.

Check.

*Epic music plays*

Casey!

I'm coming to you!

No!

The shooter up there will have an angle on you.

I'll handle this one.

Just wait right and flick the other, okay?

Take the real estate and hold it!

*gunshot*

Moving your dad

The other one person never being down there

To Center mass long way down you didn't feel it I'll call it in

- You good?

- Yeah.

I should be asking you that after being rocked by that explosion.

- My head was spinning long before anything detonated.

- Yeah, man, you're a hard man to keep down.

Clegg's found that he's a good guy.

You think that'll be the last we hear from?

Montana's cockroaches?

Nah, they're getting rid of them.

There's some bad blood between y'all.

Hope it doesn't add to it.

Hey, uh, hey, man.

I shouldn't have exploited your relationship with Rainwater, man.

I hope it didn't cause a rift.

Hell, you find out who your friends are

when you no longer have something they need.

Hey, man.

Let's drop the old Lung Ranger.

I can just go unwind at the bar.

- After all the chaos today,

peace and quiet of the ranch is calling me.

- Come on, man.

You and the team were making progress earlier.

- Didn't you learn anything today?

Progress, a bad word around here.

Oh, uh, watch your back at the bar.

Locals don't tend to forget.

- Ballistics on our victims from the roadblock

Don Moore didn't shoot either one of them.

Wait, can you connect the cligs?

Wes Clay confessed he and his brother

were the trigger men at both scenes.

Whew. This day.

Yeah. I would say case closed,

but once the crime scene tape comes down,

that stand-up may start right back up again.

You know, if I just collared Don Moore on scene,

you know, those cligs would have popped off

and those girls would have been spared.

Hey, there is too much blame to go around to make today your fault.

Bill, are you two talking work in the team room?

Take it to the bullpen and definitely don't bring it to the bar.

Hey, you know, Casey thinks we should watch our backs there.

Feeling unwanted? It's a little sport for me.

We tuck tail. Locals will never respect us.

I don't know. I've been accosted there long before folks thought we were target-packed us.

Well, these are your people.

What do you think?

I think my need for a drink overrides my survival instinct.

Clegg's did it.

*Sigh*

You and Tate having dinner?

Tate's at his grandpa's for the night.

Can we sit?

Can I get you anything?

Have anything in a single moat?

Water's the most potent thing around here.

Stuff will be stronger than moonshine when the mine goes in.

It wasn't my place to tell you how to fight your battle.

You drew the short straw coming at me in my moment of weakness.

My cold shoulder felt pretty strong in me.

Leading my people down the wrong path,

uncovered some chinks in my armor.

Yeah, I felt exposed out there too.

I figured the locals didn't appreciate you taking up arms for the res.

I spent my whole life being pulled in two different directions.

Felt like both sides were pushing me away today.

When we became brothers on this porch,

it forged a bond stronger than any crossroads.

Taking out the highway, diverting the trucks,

that's a move my father would have been proud of.

It takes threats and theatrics for politicians to be hurt these days.

You took the mines initiative.

Only briefly.

They're into the standoff, return their equipment.

Small men with big weapons overreact.

And yet I'm the one forced to wave the white flag.

The oppressors win again.

I might have a lead on who's behind the attack on you.

You said the shooting was unrelated.

That's what I thought.

The Cleggs have a motive.

Mine's a big payday for their business.

They blame you for standing in the way.

Life's become more dangerous for me since becoming your brother.

I guess being close to me comes at a cost.

I saw Monica's shoes by the door.

I'm guessing that's her horse to her eyes on your ranch.

It's a stallion I bought for a couple weeks before she got worse.

Not a while to tame out of him, but once we found out that she'd never ride again,

I figured, what's the point?

Why break another spirit?

We're both far too familiar with suffering and sacrifice.

Which is why whether taking on the mine or overcoming grief

We need to stay in the fight

together

Running down a song

Help me to ride.

You're just making friends everywhere you go, huh?

What, you heard about that Roblox mess?

Your team made quite the impression.

So folks around here been barking?

Because, you know, I'm trying to do a threat assist.

I'm not snitching on my customers.

People have a tendency to misunderstand my intentions.

Well, you have no idea how capable you are of damage.

I just don't want your bar all trashed by a brawl

and just give me that little heads up, you know,

and I can help keep the peace.

That's an ironic request coming from the guy

who barged into people's lives to stir things up

in the first place.

Fair warning, man, it might get rough around here.

I got no problem fending people off.

It's nice to know you haven't forgotten how to smile.

I'll keep that mug.

- Gen Z.

- Not seen any dirty looks so far.

- Want me to test the waters?

I could put something on the jukebox.

- Nope.

You are done with that, darling,

or I'm disembowing you.

- Ooh.

- What was that fire when Camo Karen spit in your face today?

- It was nothing.

Nothing? No.

A little bit like that only comes from a place of deep personal hatred.

I didn't know her.

Hey! Good news.

Those two victims from the Roblox shooting have been discharged.

What about the guy from the driveway?

Stable. Thanks, dude.

Casey's sniffing out that ambush.

I swear a cowboy could start a war in Switzerland.

Well, let's hope that's the end of the bloodshed, you know?

We put our lives on the line for our neighbors,

And they see us as the enemy for doing our job.

Well, we run into the fire to protect people.

I'm not gonna press 'em.

We just keep doing it.

And folks around here,

well, remember, we're the good guys.

Potential threat inbound.

When in hearts and minds might take a minute,

so if these guys move on me,

you'll beat their balls off.

Marshalls, right?

Yeah, what can I do for you?

Friend's kid caught one of those bullets today.

Says she's alive thanks to you.

Next round's on me.

Yeah, thank you.

Hey, y'all have a great evening.

All right.

Hey, to the protectors.

Protectors.

Thank you.

*Soul sounds*

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