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You took a big risk
out there.

Whole point of training
is to be ready

for something like that.

I was ready.

You got
a little lucky.

Could have easily gone
the other way.

But it didn't.

I made a judgment call.

The right call,
it turns out.

Well,
except Eddie Harp is dead.

Eddie was a murderer.

Still, I would have liked
the chance to talk to him.

Eddie might have been the key
to proving Nighthorse is dirty

and to finding Malachi.

Come on.

Eddie wouldn't have
given you jack shit.

Pardon my language.

Long day.

I think
it'd be for the best

if you took
a short leave of absence.

Why?

Because you just took
a man's life.

I also saved
a man's life.

Even so.

That kind of thing
can affect you.

Why don't you take
a couple of days off?

- I'm fine.
- Are you?

Did that gunshot
mess up your hearing?

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

No, sir.

Then go home.

[ Telephone rings ]

I don't want to see you in this
building for at least three days.

Got it?

Uh, Nighthorse's lawyer
is on the phone.

He says it's important.

This is Walt.

Yeah.

You do?

Okay, sure.

I'll be there
in an hour.

[ Receiver clacks ]

Nighthorse wants
to make a deal,

wants to tell us
where to find Eddie Harp.

Ferg just shot
Eddie Harp.

Well, obviously, Nighthorse
doesn't know that yet.

If he claims to be able
to tell us where Eddie Harp is,

he's basically admitting
he's guilty.

Seems so.

[ Western music plays ]

[ Door buzzes,
man clears throat ]

Evening, Jacob.
Where's your lawyer?

I didn't think you'd want
to talk to me without him.

Well, there are things
he's better off not knowing.

I'm hoping,
as a condition of our deal,

that you'll keep
some details confidential.

Our deal was simple.

You tell me
where to find Eddie Harp,

and I will recommend
to the warden

that you stay
in solitary confinement.

- [ Sniffs ]
- So, where's Eddie?

- Well, I don't actually...
- Jacob.

There's no bargaining
to do, here.

You tell me
where Eddie is,

or I will have the warden move
you into the general population.

What I can tell you
is how to get to the guy

who can get you
to Eddie.

And who would that be?

Shane Muldoon.

I thought
you had nothing to do with him

and his heroin operation.

I thought that was just Malachi
going rogue

without you knowing anything
about it.

That's true.

And yet, you're still in contact
with Shane.

We have other business
together.

And how long has this
other business been going on?

Only a couple of weeks,
actually,

and it's not
what you think.

Really?

I'm not a perfect man.

Never claimed to be.

I've broken the law
from time to time.

But I have never,
nor will I ever

peddle drugs to my people.

Shane Muldoon
sells heroin.

Any business you conduct with
him funds his drug operation.

How are you any less guilty
than he is, Jacob?

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

I needed a loan.

Until recently,
Barlow Connally provided

an important source of funding
for my casino.

Tucker Baggett was aware
of my arrangement with Barlow

and kept the money flowing.

But when Tucker died,
I found myself in a bind.

In the short term,
I needed cash.

Shane had it.

That's fraud.

That's business.

But if you betray Shane,

you'll be losing
another source of income.

I will.

But I'll be alive to figure out
how to solve that problem.

So, do you want to know
how to find Shane Muldoon?

[ Rock music plays in distance ]

Hello, Walt.

Henry.

I, uh, I thought you'd want
to know Eddie Harp is dead.

What is that?

That's proof that Eddie was
the one pretending to be Hector.

We, uh, found it
amongst his belongings.

[ Sighs ]

So...

Hector is dead
once again.

Yep.

How did you find Eddie?

My old deputy, actually.

If we'd waited another day,
we'd have found him anyway.

What makes you say that?

Because after months
of insisting he wasn't,

Nighthorse just confessed
that he was working with Eddie

and the Irish Mob.

And in exchange for letting him
stay in solitary confinement,

he told me
how to find Shane Muldoon.

I was hoping you'd let me use
your computer to do that.

I don't want Shane to be able to trace
anything back to the sheriff's station.

Sure.

Send him here.
I will cook him some more fish.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Sighs ]

What are you doing?

I was trying to help Nighthorse
prove his innocence,

but I guess
you can close that window now.

Sorry, Henry. I know you
and Nighthorse were friends.

He and Shane are friends.

[ Keyboard clacking ]

Although I must say, it does not
seem all that nefarious

that Nighthorse would know
how to contact an old friend.

I'm supposed to go to a blog
about the, uh,

Irish Rebellion of 1798.

Nighthorse gave me a message
to post in the comments section.

And Shane Muldoon will
write back to arrange a meeting.

Elaborate.

Not the way you usually contact
an old friend.

[ Sighs ]

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

[ Door creaks ]

What happened?

Well, don't look at me. I came in
this morning, this place was trashed.

Although I get the feeling
it has something to do

with you putting your hands
on an Indian boy.

What does that mean?

I don't know.

But I'm pretty sure
it's not "Good job."

I don't understand.

I-I'm a hero when I shoot
an abusive husband,

but... but I'm a villain when
I try and help a sick child?

What's there to understand?

The first time,
you shot a white man.

And the second time,
you acted like one.

Look, Cady,
what you do is your business.

You want to go around,
kidnapping little Indian boys,

that's your call, but when it
starts to blow back up on me...

How does this have
anything to do with you?

Last night, I was at the bar,
and two of my friends

got all up in my face
about you.

Look, I just... I don't think
I can work here anymore.

You're quitting?

I-I don't think
you're gonna need me.

I mean, after this,
I doubt

the phone will be ringing
off the hook.

[ Footsteps approaching ]

- Oh, hey, Walt.
- Hey, Bob.

I brought some...
some wood samples over for you

to check out
for your cabinets.

I thought you were gonna
come by the house yesterday.

Yeah, you know,
I'm... I'm sorry about that.

I... when we made the plan,

I-I forgot it was visiting day
over at the rehab center.

- I had to go see Billy.
- I understand.

So, what do you think?

I trust you.
You choose.

Oh, now, come on, Walt.
You know, it's your kitchen.

It's... It's your hearth.

Uh, it puts a tremendous amount
of pressure on me.

Okay. Okay. Relax.
Just take it easy, Bob.

Um...

that one.

Are you sure?

Nope.
You choose.

Hey. So, what did Nighthorse say
last night?

He told me where to find
Shane Muldoon in Wyoming.

Just go
to this web address.

[ Keyboard clacking ]

Comments section.

You tell Nighthorse that he
incriminated himself without having to?

Nope.

There.

That's my comment.

"Sitting Bull"?

[ Sighs ] I guess
that's Nighthorse's nickname.

I need you to keep
refreshing that page

and tell me the second that
Shane Muldoon posts a response.

You think Shane Muldoon knows
that his boy Eddie Harp is dead?

I don't know.

How do you think he's gonna
react when he finds out?

Shane went to great lengths
to protect him,

staging a photo of Eddie dead
with a bullet in his forehead.

So we have to assume he'll take
the loss pretty badly.

You think
he's gonna retaliate?

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Gasps ]
Archie!

Oh, shit.

Am I in trouble?

What?

No, of course not,
Mrs. Joyce.

Well, in that case,
entrez, monsieur.

Merci.

[ Both laugh ]

Oh, so, um,
is Meg here?

I went by the hospital, and they
said she had the day off,

but she's not
at her place,

and she hasn't been answering
any of my calls.

Oh, well,
Meg does that sometimes.

What, disappear?

A girl needs
a little alone time.

Are... Are you worried?

What?

No.

I mean,
uh, no, I wasn't.

Um... should I be?

Have you tried Reggie?

Who?

Reggie.

Meg's ex-boyfriend.

If anybody knows where she is,
it'll be him.

[ Knock on door ]

Yes?

Oh, hey, Sheriff. Uh,
you said you wanted to see me?

Yeah, yeah.
Come on in.

- Good to see you, Zach.
- Nice to see you.

Take a seat.

- Okay.
- [ Clears throat ]

So, uh,
we never got the chance

to talk about you
working for my daughter.

Yeah, sorry about that.
I-I didn't mean to go behind your back.

Well, Cady's an adult. She's allowed
to hire whoever she wants to hire.

Sure.
Still, you know?

So, um...

...did you two get along?

[ Sighs ] Uh, yeah.
Yeah, I-I guess so.

Well, you'd know it
if you didn't.

Okay. Yeah. Well, I suppose.
[ Chuckles ]

Good.

I'd like to hire you.

To look after Cady.

I think your daughter
can look after herself, Sheriff.

I know it.

But, um, I've stirred up
something with somebody

who might try to hurt me by
hurting the people I care about.

And I'd feel a whole lot better
if I knew

Cady had somebody
keeping an eye on her.

Okay.

Does... Does she know
that... that I'll be doing this?

No. No. If she knew
you were looking after her,

she'd...
she'd send you away.

She's, uh...
She's got an independent streak.

Yeah, I hadn't noticed.

Uh, okay.

So, so, you want me
to guard your daughter

without her knowing
that I'm guarding her.

Yep.
And I'll pay you.

Uh, y-you got a picture
of the guy you're worried about?

I do.

Good.

That's, uh...
That's the back of his head.

Yeah.

I've known you
to work with less, Zach.

Okay.

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

Is there some kind
of symbolism in this?

Some older cultures drew
people and animals upside down

to indicate
they were dead.

So, that's
supposed to be me.

I think this is
just supposed to scare you.

It's working.

- Cady.
- What?

That boy is back
with his parents.

When people understand that,
this emotion will pass.

[ Door opens ]

What happened here?

- Hello, Zach.
- I totally forgot.

I still have to pay you.

No, no, no, no.
Don't worry about that.

You clearly had
other things on your mind.

[ Chuckles ]

Is this
because of, uh...

I helped Catori
kidnap Tate? Yeah.

Uh, well, um,
I was just gonna come by

and... and say that I really
enjoyed working with you.

And, you know, we should...
we should do it again sometime,

if... if you had...
you know, if you had

any other
private detective type work.

[ Laughs ]

But, uh,
it looks like you might need

some of my other skills
right now.

What other skills?

I... You know, I-I do
a little finish carpentry.

Well, I know
how to operate a broom,

so we can make
quick work of this.

- Thanks.
- Okay.

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

Radio announcer: The bank robber
known as Cowboy Bill

struck again yesterday,
this time

in the Southern Colorado town
of Pagosa Springs.

Officials say
a quick-thinking police officer

foiled this latest
robbery attempt,

but, once again, Cowboy Bill
rode off into the sunset.

Reggie?

Yeah?

Can I talk to you
for a minute?

[ Grunts ]

Oh, hey.
How's it going, Archie?

- Have we met?
- You're Meg's new boyfriend, right?

How do you know that?

Oh, she showed me some pictures
of a trip you took.

[ Pops lips ] Uh, yeah.
I'm actually looking for her.

Her mother said that
you might know where she is.

Oh.
How's Beverly feeling?

She seems great.

That's what she and Meg
want you to think,

but that cancer's
been pretty hard on them.

They're really struggling
for money.

- I do what I can to help, but...
- Uh-huh, so have you seen Meg?

No, I'm sorry.
I haven't.

You really gonna
use those pliers

instead of that socket wrench
on that?

Oh, yeah.

- That doesn't make sense.
- [ Chuckles ]

I'm not
much of a mechanic.

I work at a bank.

Well, worked, I guess.
I got laid off six months ago.

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

You a teller?

Loan officer.

Powder River Junction Bank.

But now you're unemployed?

I had a job interview
yesterday.

It's out of town,
but a job's a job.

Is that in Pagosa Springs?

Cody. Why?

Oh, just Pagosa Springs seems
like such a nice place to work.

It's a little far.

A job's a job, right?

Well, if you see Meg, let her
know I'm looking for her.

Sure.

Hey, Archie.

Can I give you
some friendly advice?

It's real sweet that you're running
around town looking for her,

but Meg likes her space.

Don't suffocate her.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

Hey, it's Ferg.

Can I come see you?

You've heard of Cowboy Bill,
right?

I think I might know who he is.

Anything yet?

A history professor
from Florida

has recommended a new book
about "The Troubles,"

but nothing on
the Sitting Bull thread yet.

You think this is just bogus
and Nighthorse is trying

to buy himself
more time in solitary?

Well, if nothing comes through soon,
I'll assume that's the case

and send him into general
population at Tri-County.

[ Computer beeps ]

Wait!
There's a response!

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

What does that mean?
Is that a... Is that a threat?

"Tomorrow. Extinction."

I'm gonna find out.

[ Scrubbing ]

[ Door opens ]

What are you doing
back here?

I need you to fire me.

What?

Well,
for unemployment.

They won't give it to you if you quit,
so I need you to fire me.

Are you joking?

No, I need, like, a letter or...
or a pink slip or something.

So, you completely abandon me,
and now you want a favor?

Cady, are you sure that the
light bulbs are in the kitchen?

- 'Cause...
- Uh, hi.

- Hi. I'm Mandy.
- Oh, hi.

- Oh, hey. Zach.
- [ Chuckles ]

I can show you
where the light bulbs are.

Thought you didn't
work here anymore.

- Did you fire me?
- No.

Okay, then. I guess
I still work here. Come on.

I'll show you
where they are.

Uh, I'll be...
I'll be right back.

Okay.

Hey.

[ Sighs ]

- Hey.
- Hey.

Cady have another job
for you?

Uh, kind of.

So, what's all this,
uh, with Cowboy Bill?

And why do you want
to speak to me about it?

Thought this would be something
you'd want to run past Walt.

I can't. I'm on leave
for a couple days.

How come?

I shot a guy.

What?

- He had a hostage.
- Are you... Are you okay?

- I'm fine. It's just...
- All right.

I need to run this
by someone, you know,

and just make sure
that I'm not, like...

Crazy?

- So I'm... I'm the crazy guy.
- Come on. Okay, okay, no.

- I didn't say that.
- No, It's... It's cool, okay?

You just... You tell me

why you think
this guy is Cowboy Bill.

Okay.

First of all, Reggie is
really nice and polite.

Oh, well,
that's your guy.

- Just listen.
- Okay.

Which is how everyone
has described Cowboy Bill.

Reggie also has worked
at banks, right?

- So he knows how they operate.
- Okay.

But he's currently
unemployed.

Now, his last job was at
the Powder River Junction Bank

that Cowboy Bill hit
just a few weeks back.

Okay, well, so far, that's all
pretty circumstantial.

Right. So I did
a background check.

Turns out
Reggie lost his job

just a month
before all the robberies began.

And he was conveniently
out of town yesterday

when the latest
Cowboy Bill robbery went down.

And I-I think
I have motive.

Which is?

He's trying to win back
his ex-girlfriend

by helping her
financially.

And h-how do you know
all this?

Meg, his ex,
is my girlfriend now.

I see.

Okay.

Also, the bank that he hit
yesterday is in Pagosa Springs,

which is a place
that I took Meg on vacation.

So, you think
she's involved?

No.

- No?
- No.

I mean, I'm sure she just
told him that's where we went.

Okay, so you ran
a background check on this guy

because
you're a little jealous,

and now you think
he's the FBI's most wanted?

- Is that...
- Yeah, I know.

I sound paranoid,
right?

But it's not nothing,
though, right?

Sure.

But it's barely something,
okay?

And it's certainly not enough
to... to have him arrested.

Look.
Listen to me.

Whatever you believe to be true,
just assume it isn't,

and... and you search
for the truth.

Okay?

And do not speak to Walt
about this until you're sure

that you're not
just being paranoid.

[ Sighs ]
Yeah.

[ Buzzer ]

I don't know
how you did it, Jacob.

But somehow,
you tipped Shane off.

Now he knows something's up,
and for all I know,

he's gonna come after Cady
and Vic and Henry.

What the hell
are you talking about?

He threatened me when
he responded to my message.

- Did you write "Sitting Bull"?
- I did.

And what exactly
was his threat?

He wrote,
"Tomorrow. Extinction."

Oh.

Okay.

Well, I can help you [Sighs]
get rid of the threat,

but, uh, I'm gonna
need more from you

than just
solitary confinement.

I don't believe this.

You set me up,
endanger everybody in my life

just so you can get
a little leverage.

I'm done playing games
with you, Jacob.

Your days in solitary
are done.

So you're gonna risk your life
and everybody else's

just to get back at me?

[ Suspenseful music plays ]

What do you want?

Bail.

Hey.

Hey!
I got your messages.

I'm sorry
I couldn't play hooky.

It's no big deal.

Where you been?

Uh, me, I was, uh, helping my
mom with some financial stuff,

but I'm home now.

Do you want
to come over?

Uh, it's okay.
I'm about to turn in.

Okay, um...

Talk to you tomorrow?

Sure.

Good night.

- [ Cellphone beeps ]
- G...

Vic.

[ Door closes ]

"Extinction"
wasn't a threat.

It was code
for Shane's meeting place.

Right there.
Ten Sleep.

Yeah, according to Nighthorse.
Do you trust him?

Not at all.

He just manipulated me
into giving him bail.

But if I don't follow this up,
I may never get to Shane.

Yeah, 'cause you'll be dead.
Walt, this feels like a setup.

Maybe, but it might be
a rare opportunity.

Okay, have you thought about
what you're gonna do

if you find
Shane Muldoon?

- I'm gonna talk to him.
- [ Chuckles ] Okay.

Everyone knows
you're a great talker,

but I don't think
you're gonna take down

the Boston Mob by yourself.

I know.

These envelopes
give up Shane Muldoon

and detail
all of his criminal activities

that we know about.

I'm gonna send them to
12 different FBI field offices

around the country.

But not until
Shane gives me Malachi.

And, uh, I don't plan
on doing this on my own.

You're coming with me.

[ Doorbell dings,
dramatic music plays on TV ]

Reporter: Yesterday at the Pagosa
Springs Savings and Loan...

- Can I get a room?
- Okeydoke.

Write your license plate down
here, give me your credit card.

We charge you
ahead of time.

Man: Cowboy Bill had slid
his note across the counter.

- I saw the look on the teller's face.
- Here you go.

And I don't know,
I could just tell,

so I shouted out, "Hey,
what's going on over there?"

And the guy turned and ran.

- Whole thing lasted about five seconds.
- There it is.

Welcome to Pagosa Springs.

Reporter: That was Frances Adams
reporting from Pagosa Springs, - Thanks.

where Cowboy Bill
is still at large.

We'll have more on this
as it develops.

It's an OIT.

What does OIT
stand for, anyway?

"Out in the boonies"?

[ Chuckles ]

It's, uh,
"Old Indian Trick."

If you're worried about
a meeting, you show up early.

12 hours early?

Well, some warriors
would show up days early.

Ah.

How many hours have you spent
just like this,

sitting, waiting?

A lot.

God,
what if this is it?

What if Nighthorse is
bullshitting us

and "extinction" means
exactly what it sounds like?

And our last act on Earth
is sitting in a car, waiting.

I don't know
that the last thing you do

is any more important
than all the others.

No, no, I-I know that,
but it...

It is your last chance
to do something, you know?

Isn't... Isn't there anything
that you haven't done

that you're hoping you'd do
before you die?

[ Pensive music plays ]

I don't know.

The idea of dying
doesn't worry me too much.

I mean,
back when Martha was alive,

I-I never
would have done this.

Oh, but you'll
risk your life now?

And mine?

I wouldn't
put your life at risk.

Except I already did,
um, by accident.

The first time
I threatened Shane.

I didn't think that Shane
would try to get back at me

by hurting you
or Cady or Henry or...

But, um,
he's done his research.

I'm pretty sure he...
he knows what you look like

and where you live.

[ Sighs ]

That's why I have you
here with me.

I'm not trying
to put you in danger.

I'm trying to protect you.

I'm not gonna
lose you, too, Vic.

It was basically
just random good luck.

I was getting a cashier's check
to buy this float boat,

but I was
out of uniform.

And Cowboy Bill had just slid
his note across the counter,

and, uh, I saw the look
on the teller's face.

And so I shouted out, "Hey,
what's going on over there?"

Guy turned and ran.

The whole thing
lasted like five seconds.

- What time of day was it?
- Early.

From what I've read, he's always
right there when they open.

That's true.

You know,
if he keeps hitting banks

first thing
in the morning,

I'll bet he's staying
at motels pretty nearby.

Yeah, we showed the police
sketch of the guy around town,

but no one seems
to recognize him so far.

So, did you or anyone notice
any new details about him?

Uh, a woman did see a guy
in a cowboy hat drive away.

She got
a partial license plate.

Really?
That's huge.

Don't get too excited. It was
just the first two numbers.

She didn't even know
what state.

Were those numbers 2-4?

Yeah.

How did you know that?

Uh, up in Wyoming,

the first two numbers
on every license plate

tell you what county
the car is from.

24 is my county,
Absaroka.

And your suspect
is from Absaroka?

He is.

Holy shit.

That's him.

Seems so.

[ Chuckles ]

[ Glass breaking ]

Cady Longmire here?

Yeah, uh, Cady?

Cady: Yeah.

Oh, hi, Mr. Drywater.

God, I'm so sorry
about the mess.

Please,
come into my office.

- No, that's okay.
- It's fine, really.

I know we have
a few things to go over.

No, we don't.

I decided
not to work with you.

But I wanted to tell you
in person, out of respect.

Can I ask
why you changed your mind?

Um, people.

Anyway, thank you for your time,
and good luck to you.

[ Somber music plays ]

Could this day
get any worse?

Uh, actually, yeah.

Yeah, it can.

What?

Whoever vandalized this place,
they didn't break in.

- Well, I didn't let them in.
- No, no.

But somebody did.

Look.

Of all the windows
that were broken,

the only one that would have
enabled somebody to break in

stayed intact.

You see?

You see
all this glass outside?

These windows were broken
from the inside.

So, who other than you
has a key to this place?

I'm checking out.

Cool.
You can just jet.

Um, actually,
can I get a receipt?

You sure you need one?

Yeah, please.

[ Mouse clicks ]

[ Sighs ]

[ indistinct talking on TV,
printer whirring ]

Anything else
I can help you with?

Yeah.

This guy stay here
three nights ago?

I don't know.
Maybe.

What about this guy?

Isn't that just the same guy
but with a fake beard?

Thanks.

[ Spits ]

[ Door closes ]

[ Chuckles ]

- [ Dramatic music plays ]
- Walt.

Is that him?

Yep.

Surprise.

Well, it certainly is.

Where's Nighthorse?

Jail.

You broke your promise,
Shane.

No.

You said to stay out
of your county.

Ten Sleep
is in Washakie County.

Well, your boy Eddie Harp
was in my county,

selling heroin,
murdering the competition.

Eddie Harp is dead.

He is now.

Drop the gun, Shane,
or you'll be next!

You lied
about Eddie being dead,

and you lied about
staying out of my county.

Eddie was meant to operate
only on the Res.

I'm sorry if he exceeded
his instructions.

Well, I'm not here
to argue the fine print

of our previous agreement,
Shane.

I'm here to make a new one.

Well, since Ms. Moretti
has her gun pointed right at me,

[ Chuckling ]
I guess I'll listen.

I got Nighthorse and Eddie.

They committed crimes
in my county.

There's one person left
I need to bring to justice...

Malachi Strand...

and you're gonna
give him to me.

You haven't told me
what's in this for me.

An exit strategy.

In my line of work,
there's only one way out.

You keep telling yourself you'll
be the one to find another way.

No one ever does.

Just ask Eddie
or these guys.

You gave Eddie a way out.

He squandered it.

He never wanted an exit
strategy. He was too loyal.

It's a rare thing
to find a person like that.

And a tragedy to lose 'em.

But you're different,
Shane.

You're practical,
and you know your history.

You know the value
of strategic retreat.

Like Churchill at Dunkirk.

I get the feeling I'll be
more like the Nez Perce.

Retreating over 1,000 miles
right through your state,

only to end up surrendering
and being taken prisoner.

I won't send you to prison.

All you have to do
is give up Malachi.

The person who deals
with Malachi Strand...

is dead.

Well, you're
a resourceful guy, Shane.

I'm sure
you can track him down.

You have until 9:00 a.m.
to give me Malachi.

Or what, exactly?

Or I will send my information
to the FBI.

Not just your identity,

but proof of heroin trafficking,
racketeering, and murder.

That should be worth
a couple of life sentences.

But you won't get Malachi.

That'd be bad for me.

A whole lot worse
for you.

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Knock on door ]

Oh, hello.

Gloria Dodd?

If you'd like
to give me information

about your charity,
mail it to me.

Oh, wait!
Um...

I'm Deputy Ferguson with the Absaroka
County Sheriff's Department.

Oh, I'm sorry.
Please come in.

Thanks.

Ms. Dodd,
do you drive a Dodge Dart?

Yes.

Were you driving it
two days ago?

No. Two days ago,
I had company.

I was cooking all day.

I see.

Do you know anyone that might
have access to the vehicle?

Like your son?

Oh, no.
He's gone.

- I'm sorry.
- Did something happen?

Your car was seen
fleeing a robbery

in Pagosa Springs,
Colorado.

What?

[ Garage door opener whirring ]

Here it is.

There really must be
some mistake.

I've never even been
to Pagosa Springs.

How long has your license plate
been missing?

I have no idea.

Someone must have
stolen it.

How well do you know
your neighbors?

Pretty well.

You know this guy?

Well, I wouldn't exactly
call him a neighbor,

but sure, I know Reggie.

I appreciate you doing this,
Ms. Holder.

Don't worry. I understand
all of your objections,

and I'll, uh, try to make sure
you don't regret it.

Okay. Good night.

That was,
uh, ADA Holder.

Nighthorse's bail hearing
is at 9:00 a.m.

[ Sarcastically ] Yay.

We did it. We got Nighthorse
out of jail. That's fantastic.

Any response from Shane?

[ Sighs ]
Not yet.

Oh, man.

[ Glasses clinking ]

What are you doing?

[ Cork pops ]

We're alive,
so I'm celebrating.

I still
have to drive home.

So then have just one.

[ Clears throat ]

To all the things
we didn't do before we died.

Now we can do them.

[ Glasses clink ]

[ Insects chirping ]

[ Knock on door ]

Oh!

Meg's not here.

You mind if I come in?

Reggie: Who is it, Bev?

[ Both laugh ]

Wig looks good on you,
Reggie.

Got a beard
to go with it?

- [ Chuckles ]
- What are you doing here?

Well, when I couldn't find you
at your place,

I thought Mr. Sensitive
might be over here,

ingratiating himself
with the whole Joyce family.

We're just telling
old stories.

[ Beverly and Reggie laugh ]

Right.

Well, I'm gonna need to ask you
some questions, Reggie.

Look, man, I know
that you and Meg are a thing,

and I don't want
to interfere with that,

but we have history,
right, Bev?

Oh, don't bring me
into your love triangle.

That's not what I need
to talk to you about.

What, then?

Actually, we should do this
down at the station.

Are you arresting me?

- Seriously.
- Don't worry, dear.

He was going to arrest me once,
too. It all worked out.

Are you taking me in
for having an ongoing,

platonic relationship
with my ex-girlfriend?

No.

For bank robbery.

[ Birds chirping ]

[ Keys jingling ]

[ Key rattling ]

Your key's not gonna work
because I changed the locks.

- Oh.
- Clearly, they worked the other night, though.

Yeah, no duh.
They always work.

I'm talking about
when you let in

whoever it is
that you let in.

I don't believe this,
Mandy.

I took a chance
on hiring you.

You took me to a sweat.

You... called me
your sister.

Yeah, I did,
but you're not.

Right? I mean...
I mean, not really.

Look, you come here, and you help people,
and you feel all noble.

But you can leave
whenever you want.

I live here.

These are my people.

- I have to face them every day.
- So you just let them come in here

- and trash my office?
- No! I didn't...

Look, they were... they were pissed,
and there were tons of them,

- and I-I didn't have a choice.
- You always have a choice, Mandy!

Yeah. Right.

I guess I'm just not
as strong as you are.

Here.
I put it in writing.

You're officially fired.

[ Sniffles ]

[ Voice breaking ]
Look, Cady, I'm really sorry.

But you should know
that people are really mad,

and I don't think
even you are strong enough

to get through this.

[ Breathing heavily ]

Did you get a response
from Shane?

Vic: No, still nothing.

And there's
just an hour left.

Do you think that Shane and
Nighthorse are just playing with us?

Well, Shane has a lot to lose
if he is.

All right, you, uh...
you call me

if something shows up
on that website.

- Will do.
- [ Telephone beeps ]

[ Knock on door ]

Sheriff Longmire?
Agent Decker, FBI.

Come in.

So, uh,
what can I do for you?

- Well, you can let me shake your hand.
- Okay.

I don't know what you did,
but I know we have you to thank for it.

- For what?
- For Shane Muldoon.

Oh. You know him?

Well, we didn't
until last night,

when he walked through our door
and turned himself in.

I guess when you got
his lieutenant, Eddie Harp,

created some political problems
for Muldoon back at home,

and I guess in the end,
he... he felt he was safer

with us than back in Boston,
so thank you, Sheriff.

Did he say anything to you
about Malachi Strand?

Yeah, I'm afraid
we can't really talk

about the details
of the investigation.

I'm sorry. I mean,
I'm fully aware that finding him

is really important
to you and Mr. Standing Bear,

but we have to be
really careful.

And I'm also aware
that it's really a drag

for you local guys
to do all the work

and get frozen out.

- It is.
- Yeah. Well, I'll tell you what.

I'm gonna talk to my boss
and see if we can...

We'll see if he can arrange
a briefing for you next week.

It seems like
the least we could do.

Okay.

I just wanted
to say thank you, Sheriff.

All right.

- All right.
- Take care.

You, too.

[ Door closes ]

[ Ominous music plays ]

[ Car door opens, closes ]

[ Engine starts ]

[ Papers rustle, thud ]

Okay, Reggie.
Let's try this again.

Where were you May 8th?

I told you, I don't know.

That was a long time ago.

[ Door opens ]

- Archie!
- Uh-oh.

- Hey, Meg.
- What the hell is wrong with you?

- Whoa. Calm down.
- Me calm down?

I'm not the one who arrested
someone because I'm jealous.

- That's not it at all.
- Oh, really?

Then Reggie
is a bank robber now?

Yes. Trying to impress you
and win you back.

That is insane.

Is it?

Look, how do you explain
the fact

that on the day
of the most recent robbery,

Reggie here
is unaccounted for?

I was at a job interview
in Cody.

That's totally
uncorroborated.

And then a witness spots an
Absaroka County license plate

fleeing the scene,
a plate that was stolen

from a woman that lives a
quarter of a mile away from him.

Not to mention
Cowboy Bill's last robbery

took place at a bank
where he used to work.

That's a coincidence!

After four or five
coincidences,

it's more like
a web of bullshit.

Okay, well,
an Absaroka license plate

hardly seems like enough
to hang him on.

Yeah, well,
it's just not that common

in Pagosa Springs.

You remember Pagosa Springs,
right?

You and I went there?

In fact, that's when you
asked me a bunch of questions

about whether
different counties

share information about crimes
with one another.

I'm sorry,
so I'm in on this, too?

I don't know.
Are you, Meg?

Is that the whole reason
you're with me,

is to help him get away
with robbing banks?

I know you lied to me yesterday
about where you were.

You weren't helping your mother
with financial stuff.

- I was at her house! You weren't!
- Are you freakin' kidding me?

You want to know
where I was yesterday, Archie?

I was helping my mom with
financial stuff in Idaho Falls.

I was getting a reverse mortgage
on my mother's house.

I had to go so far because
everyone within 200 miles

has turned
me and my mother down!

My mother who has cancer,
Archie, and who might be dying!

But she is definitely
running out of money!

- That's where I was!
- I'm sorry, Meg. It's just...

Shut up. I'm so angry right now,
I could just punch you in the face.

And then you'll arrest me for,
like, being a serial killer!

- Meg. Don't...
- Shut up!

[ Watch clatters ]

Walt: Uh, Ferg?

Can I have a word?

[ Gate creaks ]

Ferg: This is
an unemployed, desperate guy

who is trying to get back into
the life of someone he loves

by helping her
pay medical bills.

He stole a license plate
from a neighbor

who lives in town
who knows him,

then checks into
a Pagosa Springs motel,

and the first thing the next
morning, he robs the bank.

And the interview he said
he had? The bank denied it?

Well, they haven't
responded yet.

You realize the banks
were closed yesterday.

Look, Ferg,
I'll set aside the fact

that you're still
supposed to be on leave.

I'll admit
that you've built

a very good character profile
of Cowboy Bill,

but your case has holes.

- I think this is the guy, Walt!
- I know.

Maybe that's what blinded you.
And it's my fault.

How's that?

Because, Ferg,
you learned from me.

You're doing what I do.

If I think I'm right,
I focus on the evidence

that supports
my gut instinct.

And I do not
work hard enough

looking into the stuff
that might contradict it.

Okay.
I'll call the bank again.

I'll check
on Reggie's alibi.

Good.

Let's go re-interview
some witnesses.

Like who?

I hate to say it,
but I think we probably need

to talk to Meg
and her mom.

We can start
with something easier,

like that woman
whose license plate was stolen.

I'll meet you outside.

Yeah.

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Envelope thuds ]

Vic.

Uh, the last time we were
dealing with the Irish Mob,

uh, Agent Towson
showed up.

He was the lead guy
on the case.

Yeah, I was... I was
just thinking the same thing.

And then this guy Decker
shows up?

I mean, unless, of course,
Towson got fired

- 'cause he screwed up so badly.
- Well, that's possible.

Still, that visit this morning
was strange.

Listen, Ferg and I got to go talk
to a woman about a license plate.

Why don't you call and find out if
Towson's still with the bureau?

If he is,
see if he'll tell you anything

about Shane Muldoon
turning himself in.

Okay.

[ Door opens ]

Like I told Deputy Ferguson
before,

I have no idea how long
that plate's been missing.

Okay.

You ever park your car
out on the street

in front of your house?

No.

You always keep
your garage door locked?

Always.

Nobody broke in here,
so your plate

must have been taken
somewhere else.

Um... unless, uh...

I saw a picture of your...
your son inside the house.

Does he visit often?

Well, no.

He can't.

He's dead.

What?
No, he isn't.

He's just...
He's in a drug rehab program.

Where?

Pine Mountain Rehab Center.

He's...
It's a 30-day program.

He's on his third run.

Honestly, I wonder sometimes
how well those programs work.

When was the last time
you visited him?

A week ago.

Thank you.
Appreciate the call.

Yeah.

I'll tell him.

[ Sighs ]

Well, Reggie...

[ Drawer opens,
slams shut ]

...that was the bank manager
from Cody,

the one you said
you interviewed with.

He backed up my alibi,
didn't he?

He did better than that.

He wanted me to tell you
that you got the job.

Well...

...if you ever
need a loan.

You were right.
I totally screwed this one up.

Reggie's alibi
was just corroborated.

No, Ferg,
you were onto something.

Should I stop Reggie
from leaving?

Reggie's not Cowboy Bill.

So, what was I onto,
then?

The license plates.

In three
of the Cowboy Bill robberies,

the license plate numbers
were reported by eyewitnesses.

Every one of those plates
was stolen.

One was from Wyoming,
one from Utah,

and one from Colorado.

And?

I just spoke
to the three car owners.

Each of them
has a relative

at the Pine Mountain
Rehab Center.

So, Cowboy Bill
was stealing plates

from the parking lot
of the rehab facility?

- You think he works there?
- No.

No, you called it earlier,
Ferg.

He's unemployed,
and he's running out of money

because he has
a family member there, too.

- [ Static crackles ]
- Vic: Walt, you there?

Yeah.

So, I finally heard back
from Agent Towson,

and he's still the lead guy
on the Irish Mob,

and he has no record of a Shane
Muldoon turning himself in.

I guess we now know that
Agent Decker was Shane's mole.

Are you at the station?

Yeah.

Go into my office,

take those 12 envelopes
from my desk,

and mail them... now.

Okay.

Bob!

[ Door creaks ]

[ Dramatic music plays ]

Oh, Bob.

Vic: Walt?!

You there?

Walt!

Walt, are you there?

What is it, Vic?
Something happen?

There's a Cowboy Bill robbery in
progress in Cumberland County.

It's a hostage situation,
and they're requesting backup.

Shit.

On my way.

[ Sighs ]

[ Siren wailing ]

[ Police radio chatter ]

[ Wailing continues ]

Sheriff, thanks for coming.
This is a real shit show.

Where's Sheriff Wilkins?

Vacation.
The guy's got amazing timing.

We should probably
find some cover.

Catch me up.

You sure that's Cowboy Bill
in there?

He came in
just as the bank opened.

Cashier hit the alarm, and I
guess Cowboy Bill pulled a gun.

There's about 20 people in
there. We have him on the phone.

Why don't you
give me that?

Hey, it's Walt.

[ Cellphone beeps ]

I'm going in.

You can't do that.
You might get shot.

Half of me hopes I do.

[ Dramatic music plays ]

[ Siren wails ]

Bob?

[ Hostages gasp ]

It's Bill!
Cowboy Bill.

No, that's Bob.

[ Police radio chatter ]

I'd know Bob anywhere.

I'd recognize him
if he was running from bulls

as a rodeo clown.

- [ Woman gasps ]
- Stay down.

And I'd recognize him
even if he was shitface drunk.

I don't recognize you
now, Bob.

I know it's you
under that fake beard,

but the Bob I know...

...no matter how hard up
or desperate he was,

he'd... he'd never
scare anybody...

or hurt 'em.

[ Sunglasses clatter ]

My boy asked
for one more month of rehab.

One month!

He's keeping clean, Walt.
[ Sniffles ]

How could I deny him
one more month?

I failed him.

- I failed him every step of the way.
- Bob.

You know that I would
rob Fort Knox

if it meant
that Billy could get well.

I know.

But it's over, Bob.

We got the place
surrounded.

Give me that gun, Bob.

Give me the gun.

[ Voice breaking ] Yeah.

Is it over?
Is it over?

[ Heartbeat ]

[ Sobs ]

[ Gun clicks ]

It ain't loaded.

[ Hostages sigh ]

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry if I scared
any of you fine folks.

I apologize.

How much is it?

What?

Another month of rehab.

$10,000.

I can cover that.

[ Western music plays ]