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Y'all need to be concerning yourselves

about the real trouble around here.

And what's that?

People just-- poof!-- disappearing.

Amy was out hiking. She found Trevor.

He's dead.

Look, this is important. Don't let him answer his phone.

He doesn't know about the body.

Where'd you go after the fight with Trevor?

- To be with a girl. - Who were you with?

He was with me.

They're hiding something.

Something about Trevor.

About the land.

There's more than money at play here, toots.

He was dead less than ten hours from when he was found.

- When was he last seen? - Eight days ago.

Put up that rock around your neck,

and I'll put up my west pasture.

- What? - You heard me.

- [ And what you see...

I'm a winner. Yes, I am, boys.

Get on out here, boys!

I'm home!

Hey! Hey!

Hey! I got something, boys!

Hey! I found it!

I found it.

I found it. I found it.

Dad?

And Royal.

Do you see what I saw?

- Pa. - Dad.

Oh, shit. Dad.

"Your Sweet Love"]

Royal.

Royal.

Royal!

Time's a motherfucker.

- Huh?

I mean,

he just dropped right in front of the kids.

They said it was a stroke.

Well, Wayne's been sick for-for a while now.

- Yeah. I know.

It was really traumatic.

Does Royal know?

Oh, I-I don't know.

Royal's been gone since the morning.

Does Patricia have power of attorney?

Oh. I-I don't know.

- Are you coming to Bible study later?

Now, when was the last time I missed Bible study?

Uh-huh.

Kath, I-I got to get out with the dogs.

Royal! Boys!

Hey.

The other night with Joy,

I should've figured something different to tell her.

I fucked up.

Sorry.

Well, I fucked up, too, didn't I?

How's that?

I was dumb enough to help you in the first place.

Hey.

There's no way I'm gonna let you go down for this.

Okay?

If you think I'm the type

that won't shoot you in the back, you're wrong.

Okay, I'm turning around.

I knocked.

I did knock. The door was open, so...

My name's Autumn.

I know who you are.

Empty your pockets.

Oh, I was just looking for something of mine.

Necklace. Your husband has it.

He took it from me yesterday.

- See, we played a hand of... - Poker.

I heard.

Well, it's not your necklace anymore, though, is it?

You lost. He won.

That's such a binary way to look at it.

There's more to everything than just winning or losing.

Not poker.

Whatever you're doing here,

whatever you're trying to get done,

I'm not gonna let it happen.

Do you understand what I'm saying to you?

Something's already happening.

I need my necklace.

Get out of here.

Has Royal been acting different lately?

Different how?

Like he's keeping secrets.

Get the hell out of here.

It's hard to really know anyone else, isn't it?

No matter how long you've known 'em.

It's hard enough to know yourself.

Sorry for the trouble, Mrs. Abbott.

Got the full employee list and schedule for last week.

Anyone there we haven't talked to yet?

There's a Hector on the schedule

four times, but always with a different phone number.

Damn manager thinks we give a crap about illegals

- during a murder investigation.

I wasn't involved.

- I don't know anything. - Hey.

We're not here for anything else, okay?

Answer our questions truthfully and we'll be on our way.

Is this one of the men

you saw fighting in the parking lot that night?

Just him. Not the other one.

Are you sure?

Take another look.

Yes, just him.

Okay. Gracias.

I think I spoke

to a Wayne Tillerson maybe six weeks ago?

He was in the process of acquiring some land

and wanted it surveyed.

Surveyed? For what?

Is your head okay?

Yeah.

He never specified.

Are you a friend of his or...?

No, I'm a neighbor.

So, that was it?

- You never heard from him again? - No.

Is that all you wanted to know?

Look, there's a rock on this necklace.

It's... kind of unusual.

Where did you get this?

You know what it is?

The outside is amber.

As far as the rock

encased in it, the only way to know for sure

is to run tests.

The amber is likely

stabilizing whatever is inside.

Our spectroscopy laser would provide total composition.

If you left it

here with me, I-I could investigate.

No.

Thank you for your time, though.

Wait. Are you sure? I agree it's quite interesting

- and... - Yeah, I'm sure.

- "BY9."

It's a mining company, maybe.

Yeah. Oh, oh, that's it. Right there.

Right there. Yeah.

Hey, "contact." "Contact."

- That's it.

- BY9 Mining.

For general inquiries,

dial 307-256...

The number you have reached, eight...

"From there, Elisha went up to Bethel,

and some boys came out of the town and jeered at him.

'Get out of here, baldy,' they said.

'Get out of here, baldy.'

Elisha looked at them and called down a curse

on them in the name of the Lord.

And two bears came out of the woods

and mauled 42 of the boys."

Uh...

So, how does God's judgment

play out in our own lives?

Hmm?

Would anyone like to share?

Well, I don't know if it's judgment or not,

but the doctor told Walt he needs his hip replaced.

Course the insurance company is saying something else.

Hmm.

Anybody else?

Cecilia? How about you?

Um, did today's reading bring anything to mind for you?

Oh, um...

I guess...

Hmm. I...

I don't know.

I guess, uh...

I just feel a little lost.

Feel a little lost. Yeah.

Do you want us to pray for you, Cecilia?

Ladies, yeah,

let's all lay hands on Cecilia here.

"Get Thee Behind Me Satan"] - Heavenly Father...

look down on our sister Cecilia here.

- She is lost, dear Father.

Show her the way...

CC? Hi.

Um, look, a few of us are gonna go over to the Tillersons',

look in on Patricia and the boys.

- Mrs. Tillerson? - Oh!

- You have visitors. - Oh...

- Hi,

Patricia.

We heard about Wayne's stroke.

And, of course, we're all just heartbroken about Trevor

and we just want you to know that our prayers are with you.

Cecilia Abbott.

How are you doing, Cecilia? How's your family?

Everyone alive and kicking?

I see you didn't bring me anything

like your friends here. That's a shame.

Idle hands are the devil's plaything, you know.

Patricia, I know there's been a lot of tension

- between our families... - Tension?

Is that what you're feeling?

Tension?

All right. Well...

No, not all right, Kath.

You remind me, Cecilia.

You remind me, and your casserole friends here,

what the Bible says about killing.

- Oh.

God damn it.

Oh, no.

You're just...

just a baby, aren't you?

Hmm?

What happened to you?

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

"Every Rose Has Its Thorn"]

Billy.

Something wrong?

What do you think happens to animals' souls when they die?

love's a game...

I think the earth swallows them up.

And sometimes spits them back out.

right now...

I've had dreams about the animals in this house and the...

thirst for... vengeance

their brothers and sisters

and fathers,

mothers

must feel.

Let them try.

I wish they would.

Is that what you would want from us

if somebody killed you?

Vengeance?

Yeah.

I call this guy Bobby.

- Yeah.

Fuck him.

There's no power of attorney, no will,

no anything that allows us to do business

while he's incapacitated like this.

Baby, you're his son. You just tell people

what you want done, and they'll do it.

- Not the bank. - Yes, the bank. Everyone.

Luke, honey, listen to me.

You need to start acting more like him.

- You think he would let anyone take any of his shit?

I'm not him, am I?

No.

You're not.

Do you really have no idea why he wanted that Abbott land?

No.

It's not for grazing, though.

- Maybe gas or trona? - Huh?

Who knows, maybe it came to him in one of his fucking dreams.

Have you asked Billy?

Have I asked Billy?

Well, Wayne is a certified son of a bitch,

but he's got a nose for things like this.

Are you serious?

We've been talking for days now

about how he's off his goddamn rocker and all that.

I mean, you said that to him yourself.

Luke, honey,

just because you say something to a person

doesn't necessarily mean you mean it.

If I were you, I'd find a way

to get that land.

- Hey.

We're getting food from Lynette's.

I know you like that chicken they have.

You know how many times I sat with Perry,

right here in this office, talking about Rebecca?

Where she could be, what might have happened to her?

I know it.

Election's in three weeks.

People understand these things take time.

What do you think?

Think Perry did it?

With the help of his family?

I don't know.

I really don't.

What's your gut say?

He's a good man.

Good man.

When...

When I was about ten years old, I...

was friends with a girl,

a white girl who lived on a ranch

near the reservation where I grew up.

And one day, her uncle and one of his buddies

saw me walking home from school alone.

They pulled over and asked me if I wanted a ride.

And I knew if I got in that truck,

something bad would happen to me.

And so I said no, and I kept walking.

And they came at me, and I fought them off,

and I ran to the woods, and I made it home.

And my parents...

They said they couldn't do anything about it

because white folks don't get charged

for attacking Indian girls on a reservation.

Just doesn't happen.

You never told me that before.

Something inside me was talking,

and I listened.

He did it.

Macaroni salad.

- Huh? - With the chicken. At Lynette's.

Okay.

Where's Dad?

Don't know. He left real early.

Where'd he go?

The hell is going on with him?

Oh, he's always been...

It's in me, too, you know.

What?

What's in him.

And what's... not.

It's hard enough to know yourself,

let alone anyone else.

I'm gonna grab a beer in town.

Sorry.

- Didn't mean to interrupt. - You didn't.

Is your dad around?

No.

Sorry.

Stop saying you're sorry.

What're you doing out here?

Thought I might run into Royal.

No luck.

Decided to get in a quick mindfulness session.

Mindfulness?

Mindfulness.

What are you doing out here past your bedtime?

Uh...

I just want to...

...be alone.

Sorry.

There's a place. Not in town.

It's, uh, different.

It's kind of wild, but...

...you might like it.

"Go Down River"]

Get a whiskey and a beer, please.

You ready for Saturday?

Sorry?

The finals.

Ready as I'll ever be.

Thank you.

I think people have always thought I was strange.

Or worse. Defective.

My family thinks that, that's for sure.

Yeah.

Pretty sure my family thinks that about me, too.

What?

I think your family's really special,

but if they think that about you,

then they're wrong.

Mm.

How did you meet your wife?

College.

UW.

She was from, uh, California.

Near Bakersfield.

She wanted to move back there after school.

We argued about it a lot.

We, uh...

The last night I saw her, we argued.

I went to bed.

I woke up a few hours later.

And she wasn't there.

M-Maybe she walk-walked off

and something happened.

Or maybe she was just fed up.

I...

And maybe I'll never know.

What if I told you

it's possible to understand what happened to her

even without knowing exactly what happened to her?

What do you mean?

What you're going through...

What if it's...

bigger than you?

Bigger than all of us.

Royal.

"Casey's Last Ride"]