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Where is your son now?

Bringing in the other flock.

He'll be back soon.

Then send him for my father?

Then feed him supper.

Then he sleeps.

Then send him for your father.

Maybe we bury them.

Bury them deep.

By the creek where
the ground is soft.

- Hole won't look fresh then.
- Mm.

Yeah.

Issaxche Rainwater?

That is me.

- Your granddaughter
is Teonna Rainwater,

enrolled at the U.S. school
for Native Americans?

Yes?

- I have a warrant
for her arrest.

Please step aside.

You say she is murdered?

I say she did the murders.

She killed two teachers at
the school. Now step aside.

- My granddaughter?
You make no sense.

Why-why are you here?
What are you doing?

- I saw a barn out back.
Check it. Check the teepee.

Harboring a fugitive
is a felony.

What is a fugitive?

Get out of my house now!

Ain't no sign of her in the...

What happened here?

She attacked me.

I pushed her back.

She must have hit her
head on the stove.

Why are you asking?

You were here, you
saw everything.

Didn't you.

- Yeah. Yeah,
she attacked you.

Let's keep looking.

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Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

I'm coming!

Spencer!

Come on.

Catch your breath.

How well do you swim?

- Under normal circumstances,
I would say quite well.

Hang on.

- Hang on to these, okay?
- Okay.

- Ready?
- Yeah. Yeah.

What happened?

Ghost ship hit us.

How long can this stay afloat?

I don't know.

Doesn't really matter.

We're not gonna make through
the day without water or shade.

Hey. I gotta go back down.

What for?

We need things.

Hey, stay here.

That was a dumb thing to say.

Just stay in the
center of the hull.

Don't go towards the edge.

I'll stay in the center.

- Be right back.
- You'd better.

Alex!

Alex!

Spencer!

We're drifting away from it!

We swim right now or we die.

Okay?

Come on!

Keep going!

Swim as hard as you can!

There you go! Keep going!

Come on!

This way. Come on. Come on.

Not your sharpest moment.

I'm aware, thank you.

This is not how I
thought I'd die.

- Because it
isn't. Look at me.

This is hopeless.

Is it hopeless?

- I'll admit we're gonna
need a little bit of luck.

We're certainly due some.

May not feel like it now...

but sitting on this hull
is about the luckiest thing

that ever happened to you.

I made contact with a
ship before we went down.

They know we're here, okay?

Wanna hope for something?

Hope they're coming. Okay?

Try and get all of
yourself underneath.

What about you?

I'm gonna work on my tan.

I'll catch up.

Good to see you moving.

- Glad someone enjoys
seeing me moving.

I sure don't.

Pretty stiff?

- Damn bed sucked all
my strength from me.

You were in it a while.

- Might sleep standing
up from now on.

- Well, if you figure out that
trick, gotta teach it to me.

Spencer's coming home.

From where?

- Cara sent the last
letter to Africa.

That sounds like a long trip.

- Six, eight weeks on a ship.
Another week on the train.

Then we get after their asses.

Start asking around real quiet

about who wants to
be on the posse.

- Half the cowboys around
here went to California.

Quitters went to California.

Tough ones are still
here. Find some.

Want me to saddle you a horse?

- No, I think I'll
just walk for today.

Make sure I don't
come unstitched.

Have a seat, Spur.

Are you currently employed?

Ma'am?

Do you have a job?

In the spring I have a job.

When the snow melts.

What ranch?

- Ma'am, why are you so
curious about where I work?

- Well, you're applying for the
position of Livestock Agent.

It would stand to
reason we consider

your previous employment
while making a decision.

- Who's conducting
this interview?

I am.

- What the hell does a woman
know about law enforcement?

Absolutely nothing.

But I know men.

You see, I can look in
a man's eye and know

if he can be trusted, if he
can maintain his composure

while facing adversity.

An element of this interview
you seem to be failing.

- My own mama never
talked to me like that.

Mm. Maybe she should've.

- Ain't a fucking
woman on this...

- I'm afraid you
lack the temperament

this job requires.

We thank you for your interest.

And don't forget your hat.

Go easy on the head busting.

- Nobody speaks to
my aunt like that.

We've been at it all morning.

And we've only found two.

- It's a dangerous job
that don't pay well.

We're gonna have to sort through
a lot of drifters and bullies

to find true believers,
ma'am.

- Have a seat.
- Thank you, sir.

- So, are you
currently employed?

No, ma'am.

I have a homestead
north of Big Timber.

- That's a long ride
from Big Timber.

Three days or more.

But three hours by train.

Them engines shrink
the world, aye?

For better or for worse.

I think worse in the long run.

You may be right.

- We should mark
the calendar, ma'am.

It's rare when that happens.

I've seen you before.

At the Civic Center.

I don't miss a meeting.

What makes you
want to be a Livestock Agent?

- Well, if you think the
thieving's bad here, go east.

Go where there's
no cities at all

and a straight
shot to Sheridan...

No big ranches my way.

If we lose ten head, we feel it.

We lose twenty and
we're out of business.

Plus, I know the life.

Was a copper during the war,
when the stockyards was booming.

Half the city drunk,

trying to beat and steal
from the other half.

Why'd you quit?

The smell.

Fifteen million cattle
and three million people

all belching and pissing
and screaming and fighting.

Crammed together
in the same place.

My apologies, ma'am, but there's
no gentle way to describe it.

I don't know what hell is but
it ain't worse than Chicago.

Now I try to limit the time
my feet spend on concrete.

- Well, thank you for your
interest, we'll discuss...

Sign there you received it.

Pays two-hundred
and twenty a month.

Better than Chicago.

A little more risk here.

I don't know about that.

- We have an orientation
at 8:00 A.M. tomorrow,

you'll receive your
book of penal codes,

and a firearm if
you don't have one.

I'm plenty armed, thank you.

Ma'am, it's been a pleasure.

Thank you for the opportunity.

How many is that?

Three.

- Jacob said we need
at least twenty.

- We'll get there. It's
just gonna take some time.

We don't have any time.

- Cara, time is the one
thing we have in abundance.

You have it in abundance.

My family, however, has run out.

- I need to show
you something, Will.

What is that?

Schools of little fish

collecting in the
shade beneath the boat.

What's that?

Bigger fish.

Tuna, I think.

Are we in danger?

More danger than we were
five minutes ago, I mean?

I wouldn't go swimming.

Think about it like this...

In the last six hours

this ocean has adapted
to this boat being here.

Taking advantage of it.

People think they're so smart.

People ain't that smart.

- You might be. I know I am.

I learn from my mistakes,

but I still make plenty.

Like our current situation.

- Are you saying this was
likely your last tugboat ride?

No matter how this shakes out,

this was my last
tugboat ride.

I refuse to be scared.

Refuse it.

I will not feel
sorry for myself.

If death is our fate I
will draw my last breath

and kiss you with
it. I swear to God.

It ain't our fate.

You're gonna need another
reason to kiss me.

Aw. This makes me smile.

- You wouldn't be smiling if
you knew what I was waiting for.

- I don't care what
you're waiting for

so long as you're
standing there doing it.

What are you waiting for?

- See that mountain? About
two-thirds of the way up?

- See that?
- Yes. What is that?

They're cutting a road.

Up the side of a mountain?

A road to nowhere, then?

A road to somewhere.

Guess you're gonna be holding
nursing me back to health

pretty high over my head, huh?

Put it this way.

There is no more debate
about a generator.

Ahh.

- Or a clothes-washing machine.

Pretty expensive nurse.

- And you might want to lean
on your cane for this one.

- Don't say it.
- Motor car.

Oh my God. Jesus...

Suppose there's no
way I could kind of

just ease into this modern age?

- Yes, of course. I'll let you
choose which one we get first.

That's mighty generous of you.

You find any
more men today?

Fewer than I'd hoped.

- Well, what we can't hire,
I'll raise in a posse.

- You leave all the
fighting to the agents.

I'm not going
through that again.

- It's not my
intention to get shot.

- Nor is it my intention
to become a widow.

So, all those thoughts of
justice in your head...

They stay there.

They're blasting a mine

right above this ranch's
main water supply.

They own the property
to the north now.

And to the south.

To squeeze what's in the middle.

And what's in the middle is us.

Justice would be a luxury.

My concern is survival.

I know.

That's why I did it.

Did what?

Don't be mad.

I did it for you.

- For God sakes, Jacob,
you're a damned law man.

You know how bad this looks?

It's just like I said.

And there's a dozen
witnesses say the same.

But no proof anywhere.

You want some fucking proof?

I'll show you some
fucking proof!

And there's more proof
buried in our graveyard here

and even more proof shipped
back east and buried there.

- Where's all the bodies
of all the Creighton men?

Rotting on the Wyoming border.

- Mm-hmm.

Well, you sure got a
lot done for a dead man.

- What would you
have done different?

I would have told the sheriff.

You think you
could've kept the bank away,

along with every thief
from Laramie to Whitefish?

- I understand what
the bank would've done.

And I know what the thieves
would've done if you'd died.

But you didn't.

And you still sat on this.

Now, I know what you're up
to, and I won't allow it.

Wyoming's already
had a range war,

Montana ain't having another.

I'll arrest him in the morning.

In the meantime, everybody,
and that means you,

gives a statement
to the deputies.

Damn right, I'm mad.

Jacob.

Jacob.

Jacob...

How dare you
give your back to me?

After all I've given to you.

It's not even justice.

It's more petty than that.

It's vengeance you seek.

Never mind he'll be
arrested in the morning.

You'd rather put the
bullet in him yourself.

Then it's you in prison and
the ranch is lost all the same.

You think it's you
who's suffered the most?

How would you know, you
were asleep half the time.

While I bathed you and spoon
fed you like an infant,

I wiped your ass like an infant.

While I shoveled graves
between unanswered prayers.

You don't know what
it is to suffer.

Emma did. She suffered her
way into the hole I dug her.

Elizabeth knows it.

Father in the ground, family
gone, stuck in this house

like a dungeon.

Can you fathom the strength
it took for that girl

to smile again?

If there is a line
forming for vengeance,

you are at the back of it.

But we've abandoned any
desire of vengeance.

Even Jack, for you.

I wonder if your pride can
withstand the sacrifice

of showing us the same courtesy.

Son of a bitch.

Boy, come here.

I don't hear anything.

Supposed to hear
'em moving around.

- Not yet. It'll be
six months or more.

You don't look pregnant.

I will be
in time, trust me...

I'll be milk-cow fat with
cheeks like a beaver.

- Well, if I can't hear
it, and I can't feel it

and you won't show for
months, how do you know?

- Men sure know
how to make babies

but boy is that where
the knowledge stops.

I missed my monthly visitor

and then I was dizzy
and then I was nauseous.

Do you need more proof?

Well, is there more proof?

- Well, there is, but that's
all I'm going to share.

Hey...

That's the past.

This is the future.

We're a year away
from making another, Jack.

- Well, I was thinking
this is a pretty good

opportunity to practice.

- Practice?
- Mm-hmm.

- Practice is how
we got into this.

- Well, a year's a long
time. I'll forget everything.

I mean...

You
can't get more pregnant.

I can't believe that's
the line that sells me.

- 'Cause you see
the logic in it.

Or you're just so overcome with
desire you can't think straight.

Hey!

I touched a nerve with that one.

- That's about to be
all you're touching.

Yeah?

- Awful cold outside to
have that window open.

Not in that room.

Can't make two at once.

- Well, it seems they are
embracing the sport of it.

We can hear ya!

You saved my life.

I know it.

I did not need to be told.

It's not vengeance.

It's preservation.

You've been to New York,
you've been to Boston.

- Um-hum.

- Now close your eyes
and imagine those places

if the cities weren't there.

Come on, do it.

White sands stretching
to a forest of

hickory and elm...

taller than the buildings
that stand there now.

Meadows filled with bison

and moose and bear,

and millions of salmon
swimming up the east river

to spawn, so thick, you
could walk across them.

Now think about
what's there now:

a thirteen-mile island of cement

with rivers of sewage
running underneath it

until they dump into the bay
where salmon don't dare to swim.

That's what they'll
do to this place:

dam the rivers...

flood the valleys...

cut every tree that
stands to build cities.

This paradise becomes
another concrete desert.

I'm not going to kill him
for what they done to me,

or what they done to John,

or what they're
still doing to you.

I'm going to kill them...

because the men who build cities

always send men
like Banner first.

I do it for the child of
a child I will never meet.

I do it for the land.

I do it for you.

So that when you're laid
to rest under the aspens...

no one cuts them down and
builds a city over you.

I know how much you've suffered.

And I thank you for it.

It's their turn now.

God damn it, it's
their turn now.

Spencer. Spencer.

Spencer. Spencer.

Do you see that?

Is that the shore?

It's a ship.

Come on. See me.

Come on, see me! Come on!

Come on, see me! Come on!

See me!

See me!

They see us?

They see us? They see us?

Come on. Come on.

Here we go.

Jesus, Mary, and Joseph.

I'd like to take
you two to a casino.

All right, here we are.

Just slide over here to me.

Thank you.

- That's a shiny penny
that you have there, mate.

You're lucky I don't
whip this skiff around

with you still
standing on the hull.

- Don't forget how I
flagged down the ship.

- Teasing ya, mate.
Come on, then.

Before the sea eats
the rest of this tug.

All right, there you go.

Could I have one of those?

I suppose it's
unnecessary to point out

how lucky you are to be alive.

- You both seem keenly aware.

I doubt you were able to
retrieve the Captain's log,

based on the condition
of your vessel.

- Captain's log was the
last thing on my mind.

- Yes, I suppose
it would have been.

- Our port of call
is Marseilles.

What was your destination?

Tug was headed to Suez.

Beyond that, I don't know.

Our final destination
is the United States.

Quite the journey.

You could book passage
from Marseilles.

Where in the United States?

Montana.

Afraid I don't know it.

It's in the mountains.

In the middle of the country.

- Your journey is only
beginning when you get to port.

You could say that.

- I'd recommend the
Port of Galveston

or Port Arthur in the Gulf.

Ellis Island is a
cesspool of disease.

I hear it takes months for
an immigrant to gain entry.

- I was hoping that you
could help me with that.

- I have no dealings with
American immigration, sir.

- You are the
captain of this ship.

I am.

- These are
international waters.

They are.

Marry us.

- Marriage to gain
citizenship is illegal, sir.

It's a benefit.

That's not why I'm doing it.

No.

No, I wouldn't think so.

I'd be honored.

I'll prepare the color guard.

- I'd like to do it
now. If you could.

- We can't make much
of a ceremony here,

but we can make something.

- Putting things off a day
isn't proving conducive

to our current lifestyle.

No, I don't suppose it is.

Very well.

Don't suppose you have rings?

No rings.

- When sailors pass
and we've no address

to send belongings to their
widows, they accumulate here.

See if you can
find some that fit.

- Rather morbid, getting wed
with a dead sailor's ring.

- Yes, I would endeavor to
replace at the first opportunity.

I don't know.

Ocean almost took us.

Now it gives us rings.

I think I'll keep mine.

They're too big.

Try this one.

Belongs to my wife.

I wear it when I'm on the sea.

I'm certain she would approve.

All right?

Your quarters, sir.

- Your essentials, my lady.
- Thank you.

- Enjoy your...

You're very still.

Odd how you can stay in
the exact same position,

no fidgeting at all.

You haven't moved in an hour.

It's quite reptilian.

Could be that I'm tired.

I think our age
difference is showing when

one good ravaging
has you knackered.

Who says I'm older?

- Are you saying I
look as old as you?

Have you seen a mirror lately?

I should be exhausted as well.

But alas... I see no
sleep for me tonight.

Okay.

- Surely our wedding night
warrants celebration.

Even from a curmudgeon like you.

I don't know what that means.

It is an insult, my love.

Meant for my amusement.

- I know a better
way to entertain you.

Get dressed.

What are those lights?

That's Egypt.

That's the canal.

London looks
like that at night.

There's a cocoon of
light hugging the city.

No light where we're going.

Just moon and the stars.

And whatever you burn
in the fireplace.

- Why no lights?
- No electricity.

- I suppose you'll tell me
there's no plumbing next.

There's no plumbing.

Fascinating the things
men fail to mention

when they're trying to bed you.

What's your dream?

I don't dream.

Everyone has a dream.

I have plenty.

- I can take some
of yours, then.

- I mean it. Tell me.

You're my husband now.

Sworn to tell me everything.

I don't remember that vow.

It's in there.

Right between your vow
to honor and obey me.

- I think you got all
that shit backwards.

You
weren't listening.

You must tell me everything,
honor me and obey me.

You are at risk of breaking all
three vows on our wedding night,

something else you didn't dare
mention prior to bedding me.

I'll tell you one.

I'll tell you a dream.

In my heart I know it
was wrong to take you.

And everything that happened
up to now was a sign.

A warning.

The elephant, the
lions the shipwreck.

It was all the universe
telling me to put you back.

I'm just too fucking
selfish to do it. So...

My dream is...

My dream is that the
universe is wrong.

And you're mine to keep.

The universe has
absolutely no say, whatsoever.

I am following you
wherever you go.

Whether you like it or not.

Choose another dream.

This one's already come true.

It's far from coming true.

There is no putting me back.

We are one now.

When the sun hits your
face I am your shadow.

When it finds my
back you are mine.

I go where you go.

Even if it's the death of me.

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