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Previously on Marshals...

Your marker's near $8,000.

We both know I'm good for it.

I would love to make East Camp

part of my operation.

You want to buy my ranch?

Geez, Dad, give him dessert before asking him into bed.

-Miles? -Sabrina.

Broken Rock's luck is turning, thanks to its guardian angel.

Garrett.

The damage from the fire meant

he wasn't getting enough oxygen.

He passed about two hours ago.

Double G's last act was running into the fire. Literally.

It'd be poetic if it weren't so damn tragic.

Died a hero, no doubt.

So, is there, uh, some way you want to handle all this?

Just tossing aside the worst of it.

I was coming around on East Camp being his salvation.

Yeah, I guess this place isn't

the promised land I thought it was.

Yeah, well, pile of rubble's not the memorial Double G deserves.

You know, more like a Roll Tide flag and a sixer of PBR.

My dad's talking bulldozers.

Stop him before this balloons any further.

Tate liked the idea.

He likes whatever idea gets him off fishing the fastest.

River's packed with trout.

Just saying.

You've got a lot on your mind, but

when it's time for the new barn, you let me know.

My guys can have it up in a week.

Trying to fix up the property you're hoping to buy?

I wouldn't dare let business intrude.

Tragic what happened to your friend. Fellow vet?

Yeah.

That being said, I'm still eager to get my hands on this place

if you're interested in a fresh start

after all you've been through.

Uh... should we cast our worries away?

-I'll get the rods ready. -All right.

You want to join 'em?

Like I told you before, you're not facing this alone.

What do you think, Mom?

-Belle? -What?

You with us?

Braxton was asking about Grandma.

Honey.

We've talked about this before.

Grandma is not--

Well, I told him my mom insisted

no gifts for her birthday,

but he's unmoved.

Right.

Of course you are.

Um, I'll tackle this.

Why don't you grab us some coffees?

Thanks.

I'll get you a hot chocolate, okay?

Oh, how about that?

Now, what do you want to get Grandma?

Ms. Turek.

Or Mrs. Skinner, I understand

you go by when not losing bets you can't afford.

Who are you?

The casino wants the $20,000 you owe.

Well, I'm good for it.

They know you're way behind.

Perhaps I should talk to your husband.

Or your coworkers.

I'll get you the money.

Next visit,

I may not be so gracious.

Fish biting?

Not for Mr. Weaver. He got skunked.

Still learning the Montana ways.

He reminds me of Grandpa.

Without all the swearing.

What was he saying about buying East Camp?

Needs land for his cattle operation.

You considering it?

Even if this place isn't your destiny,

it's still your home.

Home isn't about land for me, Dad.

It's wherever you are.

East Camp is great,

but it's where Mom got sick and died.

I know you guys

probably have some SEAL thing you do

when you lose a brother, but thank you for coming.

Feels right pouring one out for Double G here.

Tell you what, he sure made an impact on this place.

I can't go five feet without someone asking me where he is.

Yeah, he really seemed to take to Montana.

I guess opposites do attract, huh?

You do realize that this bar that you met him in

is in Montana, right?

I thought you were warming up to being here.

Until I was kidnapped and tortured

by a homegrown lunatic.

Garrett was supposed to be my soft place to land,

and then Montana screwed that up.

And you hold all of that against the entire state?

You moved here to reconnect with your daughter.

How's that going?

Not exactly as I'd hoped, yeah.

But I guess I shouldn't have too much faith

if Coyo here's even thinking about selling the ranch.

East Camp?

You get an offer?

Yeah, sort of a standing one.

You considering it?

At first I was insulted,

but, uh, after everything that's gone on...

I didn't save those kids

so I could exploit my job.

I wear the badge to help people, not play politics.

Yeah, but isn't helping Rainwater a small price to pay

to keep Broken Rock from being exploited?

Idea of testifying before a Senate subcommittee

is terrifying.

It's safer getting grilled by Congress than

chasing down violent fugitives, right?

Hmm.

Got to take this.

Uh, one more round, please.

Hey, you-you and Miles seem good. I'm-I'm happy to see it.

I bet you are.

Hey, I'm-I'm-I'm serious.

Wanting to be around someone who-who wants you around,

you know, that's, that's hard to find.

Enjoy it.

Yeah, until his job inevitably ruins it?

Yeah, that's a great pep talk you gave him.

Fact that he shared that says a lot.

Okay, he's-he's not me,

which... is all I want for you.

I got to go. Sorry.

Well, I'm just asking

for a cash advance.

I've been a cardholder for years.

No, if I could pay the balance,

I wouldn't be asking for an advance.

I have to go.

Insomnia, crippling credit card debt.

We all have our quirks.

Well, it's just a snafu with Jared's office billing.

It'll all be ironed out, so...

Hey, y'all. Fugitive alert just popped.

Wanted man is Cody Raynor.

He, uh, carjacked and killed a student

in Arkansas two years ago.

Well, where'd we get the lead?

After Clegg,

I want to make sure we're vetting our sources better.

Don't get gun-shy on my account.

A postman recognized him

at a Livingston apartment complex yesterday. Okay?

So, once the whole team's here, we're gonna brief and roll out.

Hey, Deputy Marshal Cruz, a word.

U.S. Marshal Gifford, to what do I owe the pleasure?

Well, I'm having lunch with some visiting DOJ honchos today.

You have any sensible clothes?

Nothing that'll fit you.

Well, these folks would love to meet a marshal

who exhibited such courage under fire.

Oh.

You mean gawk at the one who got taken by the Cleggs?

Hear the horror story firsthand?

Well, this is a story of heroism and grit.

It's behind me.

I'm not some damsel in a captivity tale.

Okay? Besides, we caught an op.

Making sure this unit has the resources it needs

to keep goons like Randall Clegg off the streets is my op.

You're riding shotgun on this today.

What's wrong?

My friend.

Sabrina, she died.

Overdose.

I'm-I'm sorry, Miles.

Is that the call you got at the bar yesterday?

Man, I knew something was off.

Yeah.

Friends since we were babies.

It took three days for the news to even reach me.

I should've been helping her.

Yeah, I know that feeling, man.

Hey, uh...

You take whatever time you need.

All right?

I thought you pulled me off the op

for lunch with a few DOJ bigwigs.

Well, they're here for a little show before our meal.

Who took a wrong turn at Area 51?

It's called an eVTOL.

Fully electric combo of plane and helo.

Be a hell of an asset for our unit.

-Huh. -Come on.

Adam.

- Hey, Harry. - How you doing?

Deputy Marshal Cruz, Adam Goldstein.

He is the CEO and founder of Archer Aviation.

-Pleasure to meet you. -Good to meet you, too.

-What do you think of Midnight? -Well, it's to get my marshals

where they need to be, quick and safe.

How fast does this baby go?

A hundred fifty miles per hour,

but hundred times quieter

than a helicopter.

Get to be a Jetson with a marshal badge. I'm in.

-Harry, good to see you. -Good to see you, bud.

Nice to meet you.

-You as well. -Excuse me.

How about I have it fly me to my teammates?

Come on. Some folks who want to meet you.

Our carjacker Raynor is in unit Bravo four.

Eyes on.

Raynor.

Hey!

U.S. Marshals! Hey, stop where you are.

Hands! Show me your hands, now!

Show me your hands!

Let's go. Let's go.

Okay.

Okay, okay.

Collision popped open a hidey-hole here.

Check it out.

It's got to be a million bucks.

A million dollars stashed in his truck, and this idiot,

Raynor, has no explanation for it?

I mean, guy's a carjacker.

Maybe he didn't know what he was rolling with.

Well, mystery deepens.

Glock Raynor had on him's

a ballistic match to a weapon used

in an incident in Eagle Pass, Texas about six months back.

- What kind of incident? - A shootout

between Jalisco and Sinaloan trafficking crews.

A Sinaloa was killed with a bullet fired from the gun.

H-How does Raynor connect?

Guessing he ripped off the wrong dudes in Texas?

He ganks their truck, their gun, their cash and...

fled to Montana to escape 'em?

But I think this punk has something that's priceless.

Cartel intel that I can gift to the DEA.

I'll get him talking.

The fight against the mine.

That has been misguided from the start.

It will provide valuable jobs

Broken Rock desperately needs.

And all we have to sacrifice

-is our people's health. -Our people are already sick,

and they are deserving

of new leadership.

Here is the warrior

who will stand by my side

as we demand the future our people deserve.

I heard about Sabrina.

Yes.

It's tragic.

I've been speaking with her mother. It's heartbreaking.

Heard she OD'd on fentanyl.

How many on Broken Rock does that make this month, Chairman?

Sabrina makes three.

Poverty leads to substance abuse-- leads to fentanyl--

yet you want to impede the progress that could break

this cycle.

Thank you for your time, Council Member Irons.

I look forward to celebrating our victory

over the mine together.

What you call victory will be the tribe's undoing.

Your ego won't let you see that.

What are you doing to stop this poison from spreading, Chairman?

Tribal police are investigating the recent spike.

Sabrina's mom said she spent a lot of time off of Broken Rock.

Could've gotten the drugs from anywhere.

As painful as Sabrina's loss is,

next week, we will be speaking before the U.S. Senate,

fighting for the vitality of our tribe.

That is our focus right now.

No. Her death can't go in vain.

Whosever behind this needs to pay.

Mourn your friend. Our daughter.

Now is not the time

to put on the blinders of vengeance.

Hey. What you got there?

Found it with Garrett's things.

Bravo patch.

-Yeah, Double G never let it go. -Yeah.

Gripping so tight to something that caused so much pain.

Maybe he should've.

So how'd it go with Raynor?

Offered him a lifeline, and he stonewalled me.

Not even a word about where he got the cash.

Gonna have to cut him loose to the system today. Okay?

Harry's gonna freak.

Well,

least you got a free lunch from Gifford for your efforts.

Wouldn't call it free.

Definitely paid for it in dignity

reliving the nightmare at the Cleggs'.

Yeah.

That type of trauma can be hard to shake.

Trauma I'm fine with. It's just the politics,

uptight Fed feel.

It's all the stuff I hated about my old job.

See you've taken a shine to our cowboy ways here.

Seems my cowboy ways

are what got me sent here in the first place.

Yeah, that sounds like you.

Today was just a reminder

that dreams and reality can't coexist.

I got to get out of this straitjacket. Privacy?

Cal told us about your friend Sabrina.

I'm sorry to hear that.

She was a wicked fancy shawl dancer.

She wore this beautiful purple outfit my aunty made for her.

Should've recognized she was spinning out.

How were you supposed to know that?

We were close, but...

missed the signs.

Busy working, or with Maddie.

Yeah.

Look, wrong side of the fence can always find you.

Keep asking myself if things turned out different for Garrett

if I would've stayed with him.

Yo.

Raynor's phone location data

shows him making regular visits

to Broken Rock over the last few weeks.

What's a carjacker doing out there?

Laundering money through the casino?

Raynor's on his way to county right now for processing

to Helena, so let's follow his footsteps, find out.

Come on.

Dust everywhere.

No one's been in this dump for ages.

It's a dry hole.

Hey, we're clear in here. Coming out back door.

I got something here.

Got to be fentanyl.

Enough to poison the whole reservation.

Raynor wasn't running from the Jalisco cartel. He's part of it.

So what's a Mexican drug cartel doing in our backyard?

Apparently, the Jaliscos, they built a plaza

right on top of Broken Rock.

So Raynor wasn't stealing from them,

he was running drugs and money

from that hub to God knows where.

Yeah, with the-the help of an unknown number

of cartel foot soldiers in the area.

Montana's been infiltrated

by the most violent criminal network in this hemisphere.

What do you want to do, Harry? We got Miles and Kayce,

they're notifying Chairman Rainwater right now

of the whole discovery.

You want to punt this to the DEA?

Carve into it, give me something juicy to offer up

-to D.C. -Got it.

So you're telling me my land's

a distribution hub for a drug cartel?

Down one major stash house, thanks to our action.

Federal government wants to steal our minerals,

and now, this cartel will take what's left of our spirit.

That bust we made today, it'll save lives.

And I'm grateful for that,

but it only takes one ignorant senator

to argue that Broken Rock's appetite for drugs

suggests we've chosen to poison ourselves,

undermining our fight against the mine.

Fentanyl spreads through our people,

there'll be nobody left for the mine to poison.

Fighting on two fronts, sure way to lose both battles.

Then let us cover your flank.

We can handle the cartel.

If you can't trust us

to do right by Broken Rock, who can you?

Tempting, isn't it?

Oh, I forgot.

Not all of us are as pure as you.

DEA's sending an agent over

to pick up this cash from Raynor's car, so...

I had to get it ready.

Yeah, just wait till he finds out about the drugs and money

from the rez today.

But it's actually, uh, something else I got to talk to you about.

Look, I got a, I got a red flag on you

from Professional Responsibility.

What's that mean?

You're overdue on re-upping your security clearance.

I guess I put them off as long as I could.

Well, you keep ducking it,

they're gonna start wondering what you're hiding.

-Everything okay? -Yeah.

Great.

It's ready to go.

Property housing all the fentanyl

belongs to an old woman named Josie Marsh.

Is she Broken Rock's Scarface?

She's in her 70s and has dementia,

but her niece recently married a Mexican national from Jalisco.

Name of Hector Diaz.

Yeah, this follows the cartel playbook I found back east.

Send someone with a clean record from their turf

into new territory to set up shop.

Cell phone records show Diaz is in frequent contact

with a shot caller named Dolfo Guzman.

Whose resumé paints

a good suspect for overseeing this whole region.

Put eyes on Diaz, could help us unravel their network,

-cut the head off the snake. -Okay.

All right, so we get on Diaz,

he leads us to Guzman, and then we put a dent in these Jaliscos.

Okay.

Hey, Harry.

I got good news.

Not from where I'm sitting.

-This is DEA Agent Phil Dendry. -Cody Raynor's dead.

Cartel pipeline gets disrupted, violence follows.

Jail guard found him stabbed 27 times.

Two weeks we've been watching Raynor,

starting to map out the whole cartel network.

Now we're back to square one.

Yeah. Heads-up would've been nice.

We've given you a trail worth pursuing.

A trail that's on the DEA's turf,

so stay away before you cause any more problems.

Where's my cash?

Here.

Harry, we were following your orders.

Well, here's new orders:

you stay away from this.

I'm standing you down.

Got it?

Gifford sidelining us?

It's ridiculous.

Yeah, he's only saving face for the DEA.

We'll get new targets tomorrow.

You really okay with this?

Not at all.

Okay? But you heard Harry, man.

We go rogue, there's gonna be hell to pay.

So you're only going full Dust Cloud on that heavy bag.

Hey.

You hear me?

- Night, y'all. - Good night.

Look, Miles, as much as it hurts,

Cal's right.

- Gifford's got us boxed in. - Um...

lab results on that fentanyl sample came back.

They linked the batch to a recent spike in overdose deaths.

Sabrina?

We know who's responsible for her death,

and we are doing nothing.

I know what it's like to wait for justice.

You have to play the long game.

Diaz brought fentanyl to Broken Rock.

Sabrina's blood is on his hands.

Range justice is not what Sabrina would want.

She was so proud of the work you do as a marshal.

You want to stay with us for a while?

Off-ramp that rage?

Got plans with Maddie.

Thanks for meeting me here.

Yeah, figures a transplant

would like this area.

It's not Fifth Avenue, but, you know, it's charming,

like most of what I've discovered in Montana.

What's on your mind?

Well, what's been weighing on yours, I guess.

Garrett.

I don't know, watching you clean up the barn,

seeing you so gutted, I just...

wish there was something I could do to help.

Told him East Camp could save him.

Instead, it put him in the ground.

Ranch was supposed to set me free.

Well, I'd say you're paid up with pain on that land.

Is this you doing your dad's bidding?

We're raising millions each month

to put into more cattle, but...

...getting our hands on land out here...

...it's harder than making you smile.

That's 'cause land out here is not a commodity.

It's a way of life.

A way of life you still want?

Look, you had a plan when you moved to East Camp,

but so much has changed.

My advice...

is figure out what you want now,

then make a deal with my dad that gets you that.

Everything I've done in my life was out of a sense of duty.

"Want" isn't a concept I'm familiar with.

-Hey. What-What's going on? -Have you seen Miles?

Uh... Not since yesterday. I mean...

Is everything okay?

We were supposed to go out last night, he never showed.

And he hasn't been answering his phone, and...

Look, you didn't send him on some assignment or something?

Definitely not. No.

Where could he be?

I'm...

I'm-I'm really sorry

he stood you up, Maddie. Is... is there anything I can do?

Just find him.

Please.

All right, good bet

Miles is on the hunt for Hector Diaz.

Trying to unravel the cartel's local network.

Yeah, doing exactly what Harry told us not to.

Tribal police say there's no one

at Hector's place, and pinging his phone didn't work.

I told him not to get involved.

He kicks this hornets' nest, we're all screwed.

Okay, just got the coordinates

on his vehicle GPS. Miles is on

Broken Rock, but nowhere near his place.

Dammit.

We're gonna have to save him from himself.

And hopefully not the cartel.

Hey. ¿Hay alguien ahí?

¿Quién está?

Okay, how far out are we?

Less than a minute.

Don't bring Miles back in one piece,

I'm not sure I can face Maddie.

What the hell he's thinking?

Same thing we were whenever one of our brothers got killed.

Need for vengeance is hard to shake once it gets into you.

Gunfire.

Blue, blue, blue!

-Going for Miles. -Move, move.

Guzman, throw down your weapon.

Get up.

Get up!

Come on. Up.

Ah!

Married into Broken Rock only to betray us.

Diaz has definitely earned

that bullet you're about to send him.

Best way to stop evil.

I know the feeling.

First time we met, I told you killing is one thing

you cannot undo, so you need to think

before you pull that trigger.

I got to avenge my friend.

If you put him down hard,

every time you think of Sabrina,

his face will be the only thing you can see.

Don't let him rob her memory from you.

Old woman just wanted her own plot of land.

Opened the door to a plague.

Cartel on Broken Rock feels like kicking you when you're down.

Ah, more and more, my home

has become a beacon for the devil.

The toxins, human trafficking, cartels,

we're under attack from all sides.

The battles never end.

Comes with the territory.

Literally.

But you're relentless when it comes to protecting your land,

just like my father was.

You say that as a man who's never run from a fight.

Had enough losses to see the wisdom

in living to fight another day.

I sometimes feel as though I'm trying to

hold onto something that everybody wants to take

for their own end.

Yet you choose to put your life on the line

to defend it.

As long as Broken Rock remains

where trouble begins and never ends,

no choice to be made.

What you-you did today...

...was reckless.

You not only jeopardized your own safety,

but the safety of your teammates.

Had to be done.

Like you've never gone outside the lines for what's right.

I keep telling you,

don't use me as a road map.

It gives me no pleasure.

Deputy Marshal Kittle, you're suspended

from duty until further notice.

And I'm-a need your weapon and your star.

My favorite marshal.

Got a minute?

If you're looking for another dining companion, I'm out.

Fair enough. You've done your duty.

I'm talking about payback.

-Payback? -The good kind.

Spot's opened up in the D.C. office.

Seems like you served your time.

We'd all miss you,

but the job's yours, if you still want.

Rough day.

That's an understatement.

Look...

I don't mean to throw something else at you

after everything, but--

I took Miles's badge.

He was totally out of line.

He put the whole unit at risk.

Damn, I'm sure that wasn't an easy decision.

This is gonna be the nail in the coffin for me and Maddie now.

Cal, you came through for her.

She'll see that in time.

"In time," right.

What's that mean?

Nothing. Just-- What did--

what'd you need-- what'd you need to tell me?

No, I'm serious.

Why does it seem like you think

that you don't have time?

You ever heard of a...

a Pancoast tumor?

No.

The... pain in my,

you know, neck and shoulder you noticed...

...it's caused by a-a...

tumor in the top of my lung.

So is it, um... is it, is it benign?

Can they remove it?

It's, uh...

It's a symptom of cancer.

It's a very rare symptom.

- Did you just say cancer? - Yeah.

Yeah, it...

wasn't really scary till I just said it out loud just now.

Okay.

Well, what is your treatment plan?

How are you gonna work

-and deal with this? -Belle...

You know, my husband can get you...

-Belle... -...the best oncologist

-in Montana. -Belle... Belle.

Right now, I-I just want to feel like

I'm not staring this down alone, okay?

You're not.

Okay?

Thanks for coming to speak with me.

My pleasure.

Few things my father finds

as invigorating as talking real estate.

Well, I am way out of my comfort zone,

so please take it easy on me.

I brought Dolly here to referee.

Well, when two men want the same thing...

It was on this same porch, not that long ago,

when I sold the Yellowstone.

I'm sure ending that legacy wasn't an easy decision.

I didn't really have a choice.

But East Camp's different.

Have you figured out what you want?

The only thing I ever wanted was taken away from me.

I know the pain of losing a wife.

Sorry for your loss.

The last few years of my father's life...

he did whatever the Yellowstone needed.

But it robbed him of so much.

I just know I don't want to live like that.

I took over my family's Wall Street firm

thinking I would blaze my own trail,

but trying to carry out my father's legacy nearly sank me.

You take it from me,

you'll never be free

till you shed everything that's weighing you down, son.

And what would a deal look like?

First...

...it would look like not selling

at 19th-century prices this time.

Walk me through it.