"There has been an accident.
I have to get home."
That is what she said.
I think her name was Anne.
She had lost her keys,
so I drove her home from the bar.
She was worried about her child.
All of the lights were out,
so it looked like nobody was home.
Do you think that they went to the hospital?
But when we went in...
...there he was, sitting in an armchair.
It was Malachi.
And then Darius and two other men appeared,
blocking my way out.
Then... I blacked out.
I think Darius hit me with the butt of a rifle.
Darius!
When I came to,
Malachi had taken me to the Crow Reservation.
Malachi and Darius left three gunmen to watch me die.
And then, somebody shot them.
After that, I am not completely sure
what is real and what is not.
I think you should come stay with me for a few days
when you get out.
I want to go home.
Right now, it's too dangerous for you to go home.
I can't find him.
I can't find Malachi.
What about Darius?
Gone.
Almost everybody involved in your abduction has vanished.
You said "almost everybody."
I haven't spoken to the person whose stakes you were tied to.
No.
Walt.
You will not go see Nighthorse.
You will not create another scene.
That is the last thing you need right now.
Besides, Nighthorse and I banished Malachi together.
He is in as much danger as I am.
Really?
Then why wasn't he abducted?
Because he has round-the-clock security protecting him.
You cannot confront Nighthorse, Walt.
You know what?
I will stay at your house for a few days.
As long as you stay away from Nighthorse.
- Ferg? - Morning!
Hey, that's enough!
Keep away from me! If I see you one more time...
I can go wherever I want!
Right now you're coming with us. Just cool off.
I've had enough of this douchebag following me around.
Everywhere I turn, there he is, right behind me.
I'm not following you, asshole.
Anyone has a right to search for that treasure.
He's trying to leech off me.
That poem was published for everyone.
To decipher for themselves!
But you keep stalking me, trying to cash in
- on every discovery I make. - That's enough!
So you two are out here, disrupting the peace
of my county, hunting for the Anson Hamilton treasure.
Yeah. Thousands of people have been
looking for it for two years.
Paths are bound to collide.
Sheriff, he's been on my heels for the past two weeks.
Then, today, when I saw him trailing me in town,
I couldn't take it anymore.
Lewis, have you been following Cullen?
No.
I guess we just drew the same conclusions
from the clues in the poem.
Well, if either of you two end up in this station again,
it'll be in handcuffs.
Understand?
All right, then. Let's go.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
You're staying with us for the next hour
so everybody can rest easy that no one's being followed.
- Ha! - I don't have to follow you!
I'll just meet up with everybody else at Dobb's Ridge Base Camp!
Ferg?
Would you get Mr. Lewis here a cup of coffee, please?
Sure thing.
Walt, we just got a call about
a farmer way out on Tampico Road.
His body was found dead in his field.
Okay.
Took the package to the porch,
and I looked over, I saw something.
Didn't seem right.
At first I thought it was a goat, but...
Any idea how long he's been out here?
Not yet.
Ferg, you should go see what you can find in the house.
Come on. Let's get you some water.
He shot one of these off.
Wonder if he hit anything.
I hate these little family graveyards.
They creep me out.
Someone's been digging over here by Rena's grave.
So, the farmer hears grave robbers, comes outside,
fires off a shot, they shoot back and run?
Well...
This hole's not even a foot deep.
Looks like they ran off before they got to anything.
I'll see if I can find any casings.
Walt!
You got to see this.
This goat farmer, Dub Kayson,
he's got cash hidden everywhere in the house.
In boxes, in drawers, under clothes,
in suitcases in the closet.
So, a crazy, paranoid old man is hiding his cash
because he doesn't trust the banks.
Well, whoever killed him knew him well enough
to know he hid his money.
Yep. Not well enough to know where he hid it.
Not necessarily.
Maybe we should check what's buried in the cemetery.
No.
No need to disturb the dead
until we have more information.
Ferg, why don't you get the names from those tombstones
bundle up all the loose cash in the house,
get it back to the station.
Yep.
What if he hadn't gotten a package?
How long you think it would have taken
for someone to find him?
You ever think about that?
At least you got family close by.
Your daughter?
Yeah.
Why don't you call the hospital, get Dub to the morgue,
and, uh, find out if he has any living next of kin?
Okay.
What are you gonna do?
I have an errand I need to run.
Hi, Dad.
Hi.
Got a new sign.
Yeah.
Can I come in?
Well, I was, uh, just about
to go see Henry at the hospital, so...
He checked out.
Oh. How is he?
He's better.
Good.
Did you need something, or...
Have you ever been to Nighthorse's house?
Yeah, I have.
Then I presume you recognize these stakes from his garden.
I do.
Why do you have them?
When I found Henry, he was strapped to these stakes.
So, shouldn't they be in evidence?
At the station, in a sealed bag?
I found them on the Crow Res, where I have no jurisdiction.
Then I used them to make a sledge to carry Henry.
They've been tampered with, illegally seized,
so they're useless in a court of law.
You and I both know where they came from
and what they prove.
Dad, why are you bringing them to me?
Why don't you confront Nighthorse?
Because I know myself well enough to know that
if I bring these to Nighthorse, I will probably kill him.
Now, I know you think I have a blind spot when it comes
to Nighthorse, but if he's really clean in all of this,
why didn't he turn Malachi over to the authorities
if he caught him money laundering?
He let Malachi go unpunished,
apart from taking the Red Pony and giving it to Henry.
But then Henry is kidnapped and tortured...
and left to die.
Tied to Nighthorse's stakes.
I just want you to know who you're working for.
- Yellow, red, 20. - Ruby.
Okay, then. Thanks.
So, the name on the tombstone... Rena...
belongs to Dub Kayson's wife.
She died seven months ago.
Are there any living family members?
I haven't found any yet,
but I'm heading over to the courthouse.
Maybe find one on file.
Yeah.
How much cash was there?
Uh, about 40 grand.
I mean, how much do people pay for goat milk?
Maybe he's running more than just a goat farm.
Why don't you check and see if he's got a record
and then run his bank accounts.
- Yeah. - Excuse me? Hi.
Uh, my name's Jay.
I need to talk to someone about my brother.
- I think he's missing. - What's his name?
Uh, Adam. Adam Purcell.
When was the last time
- you saw him? - Uh, a little over two days ago.
Um, I came home late Friday night when he was still asleep,
and he left early Saturday morning, before I woke up.
- So you and Adam live together? - Yes, sir.
Any chance he took off for the weekend, you know,
maybe met up with a friend or some girlfriend?
No, no, we always know exactly what the other's doing.
That's why we always have our phones, but he left his.
Kept waiting for him to come back for it.
When he didn't, I got worried. I went out to our spot,
but he wasn't there, and there was no sign
that he'd been there.
Your spot?
Um...
Adam and I have been after the Anson Hamilton treasure
for the last two years.
We're a team. We crack clues together
and take turns doing fieldwork.
We chose a campsite, but he wasn't there.
I heard there was a, uh, a base camp for treasure hunters
out by, uh, Dobb's Ridge.
Is that where you and Adam go?
No, we don't work with those other hunters.
Our spot's a few miles from Dobb's Ridge.
Listen, Sheriff, you got to find him.
You got to send out a-a search party or a helicopter.
I'm not sure I've got those kinds of resources.
Maybe he moved to another campsite or went exploring.
I'm an outdoorsman. Sometimes you lose track of time.
No, no, no, he is lost out there or worse.
I know him.
He's my brother.
All right.
All right, let's go to Dobb's Ridge,
check with the other hunters, see if they've seen him, okay?
Ferg, while we're waiting for Dub Kayson's autopsy,
why don't you run, uh, Adam's credit cards,
see if there's been any activity, okay?
Yeah.
Let's go.
You have a picture of your brother?
Yeah.
Well, I have every right to be here, Sheriff.
Uh, I didn't follow anyone.
Uh, we all share notes here. We're all friends here.
Uh, these are my pals, um...
- Gina. - And Gary.
Yeah, Gina and Gary, my friends. Uh, they'll tell ya.
Gina, Gary. How long you two been here?
About a week.
A couple times a year, the two of us come out here.
Great way for me to spend some quality time with my daughter.
Either of you two, uh, seen this man the last couple days?
He's a fellow hunter.
I've seen him before, but not in the last couple of days.
- I've seen you around, too, right? - Yeah.
Why don't you ever come over and join us?
Well, I'll be damned, Sheriff.
You must be the first lawman since Wyatt Earp
come looking for gold.
I assume that's what you're doing.
Nope.
No? 'Cause I hear you maybe needing it
with that court case of yours.
Hey, Jay!
Why don't you keep showing Adam's picture around?
I'll be right there.
How'd you get involved in this whole wild goose chase, Lucian?
Well, Walt, I done overheard an orderly in my old folks' home
talking about the hunt and everybody collecting
up here at Dobb's Ridge, and you know me, Walt.
I cannot resist a call to adventure.
Why are you all here at Dobb's Ridge, anyway?
A hollow tree nearby?
Oh, no, no, no, no, Walt.
See, they're all fixated on a... on a new verse of that poem.
Quote... "Once gold was found in a three days' walk."
So, first, let me show you this map.
See... they all get their eyes sighted on South Pass
where in 1862, they found gold.
Second of all, they map off
three days' walk from that epicenter.
Figuring a man can walk 20 miles in a day, three days,
that turns into 60 miles.
Set up camp here, you've got easy access to about, I'd say,
oh, 14,000 square miles.
So, this Anson Hamilton treasure hunt's
been going on for years.
Why the sudden surge in interest?
Because that fool millionaire has dropped another clue, Walt.
The treasure's buried underground.
Lucian, um, is there any way you can find out if anybody
left camp on Friday or Saturday night?
Only if you tell me why.
A man was found dead here, shot inside this search area.
Name was Dub Kayson.
Kayson.
Owns that goat farm?
Anything else you know about him?
I'm guessing he's about as broke as a Wyoming goat farmer.
Somebody thought he had something valuable.
They started digging in his family cemetery.
That makes sense.
They was looking for something underground.
The treasure's underground, Walt.
What, you think one of these treasure hunters here,
they killed them?
That why you're passing around that photo?
Your chief suspect?
Well, I'm here for a missing person.
Possible missing person.
He's been gone a couple days, left his phone behind.
His brother there's worried about him.
Somebody left the house without their cellphone.
That sounds like a job for Walt Longmire.
Um, it's for you.
Deputy Vic Moretti? She called you on my phone.
- Thanks. Hey, Vic. - So, I found what I guess
you could call a will for Dub Kayson.
Um, it's handwritten, so I don't know how binding it is,
but he... he only mentions one name in it, a, uh, Cody Branson.
Uh, he leaves everything to Cody.
Um, there's no information on him, though,
so I'm, uh, trying to track down an address.
- Thanks, Vic. - Oh, and Ferg wanted me
to let you know that everything is fine with Jay's brother.
He said that he ran the credit card,
and it was just used at Hammond's Hardware.
That's good news. All right.
I'll see you back at the station.
So...
seems your brother isn't lost.
He's shopping.
Excuse me, miss.
Hi. Uh, I'm Cady Longmire. I, uh... I work for Jacob.
Yeah, I've seen you here before. What can I do for you?
Well, I-I think I left my sunglasses
in the back when I was here for a meeting.
Do you mind if I look for them?
That should be fine.
Thanks.
Cady. It's good to see you.
Aah!
You had Henry tortured?!
- Aah! - And kidnapped?!
Tied to your stakes!
I trusted you!
Get the hell off!
Stop. Stop.
- Let her go. - Yeah.
Henry was tortured?
Tied to your stakes.
If my stakes were found with Henry,
that's because somebody stole them.
How could anybody get past your security?
Through the woods on my property line.
Think about it.
Why would I use my own stakes?
'Cause you didn't think anyone would find Henry.
But my dad did.
Oh, that's where you got this? From your dad?
Of course.
For what it's worth, an alternate theory...
to me, this smells more like Malachi.
The guy you didn't turn in to authorities
when you had the chance.
Well...
And what does Henry think?
Have you asked him what happened?
Well, maybe you should.
You know, before you go swinging a big stick again.
So, this is the address for a Cody Branson.
I don't know if it's the Cody Branson
that's mentioned in Dub Kayson's will, but if it is,
I still don't know who the hell he is.
Or, apparently, where he is.
Can I help you with something?
Are you Cody Branson?
How do you know Dub Kayson?
My mom was married to him.
So he's your stepfather?
No, I told you... he's the guy my mom married.
That's it.
So when was the last time you saw him or talked to him...
this guy your mom married?
Don't know exactly.
Probably ten, 11 years ago?
Cut off all ties with him and my mom
when they kicked me out.
Why'd they kick you out?
'Cause I wouldn't assimilate.
Dub did everything he could to make the two of us white.
He looked down on our heritage,
made my mom change her Cheyenne name,
even tried to force me to go to church.
I said no way, but he got my mom to convert.
Is that when they kicked you out?
When you refused to go to church?
Nah, kicked me out when I dropped out of high school.
Said the only way I could stay in the house
was if I stayed in school.
What'd your mom have to say about that?
She didn't fight him, so I left.
Didn't talk to the bastard again until my mom died.
You said you hadn't talked to Dub in ten or 11 years,
but your mom died seven months ago.
So you spoke to him then?
Whatever.
Asshole didn't even ask me what I wanted to do with her remains.
He just buried them on his land, right next to the family dog.
Jake.
- That upset you? - Hell, yeah.
She should be with us, with her tribe,
with her blood.
That's a nice truck you got there.
Bought that beauty a few weeks ago.
Got a new job at Four Arrows.
You working at the casino on the weekend?
Yeah.
So, what are all these questions about, anyway?
Dub Kayson's dead.
We found him out at his farm this morning.
He was shot.
Anything you want to say about that?
No.
You think Dub was involved in anything illegal?
Something that might be a motive for his death?
Was any of my mom's stuff left?
Or did he sell it all?
What kind of stuff?
Native artifacts.
My mom had some pretty valuable heirlooms.
I wouldn't put it past that son of a bitch
to sell it all on the black market.
Did you see the gun rack in Cody's truck?
Yep. It was empty.
Want me to get a search warrant
for his apartment, look for the shotgun?
Yep.
If Cody killed Dub, why'd he do it now?
His mother's been dead for months.
He just got that new truck.
Maybe he had no way to get out to the farm before.
It's a long trek.
And if their relationship was so strained,
why did Dub include Cody in the will?
Do you think Cody forged the will?
Walt?
What are you doing?
You recognize that car?
- No. - Yeah.
Well, I do.
Malachi!
Get out of that car!
- Walt! - Come here!
- Walt! - Malachi's car! Where is he?!
- Who's Malachi! - You tell me where Malachi is!
- I don't know! - Walt!
- You know! - I don't!
- You know where he is! - Stop!
- Why are you driving his car? - This is my car!
You tell me where Malachi is! You tell me now!
This is my car.
Henry.
I didn't realize you'd be here.
Your father is holding me hostage.
Come on in.
How are you?
Are... Are you feeling better?
Getting there.
Although, Walt's bedside manner
is not unlike a barbed-wire fence.
I am obviously not here for my health.
I said I would stay on one condition.
Which is what?
That he not harass Jacob Nighthorse.
Well, he didn't have to. He got me to do it.
He told you to go after Nighthorse?
Not exactly.
But he got me to do it.
Knows me better than I thought.
Henry, do you think there's any possibility
that Nighthorse was involved with what happened to you?
No.
I actually think Nighthorse is the next target.
So it was only Malachi behind this whole thing?
And he used Darius to do it?
Ooh.
And that's my fault.
I'm the one that got Darius released from jail,
and if he were still behind bars...
- Cady. - What?
None of this is your fault.
It is.
I keep making these stupid, impulsive choices.
Just today, I let my dad whip me up into a frenzy about Jacob.
I think I got thrown off by something that I saw.
What did you see?
It was a vision from a sweat.
I saw Nighthorse, covered in blood, on Dad's land.
And you took that as a sign?
Well, I'd seen other things, and they'd been true.
I mean, Henry, I-I saw you.
Henry, that was real.
You were in trouble.
So Nighthorse and the blood, and I just...
A misinterpretation, perhaps?
Maybe Nighthorse was trying to get your attention,
telling you something was wrong... with me.
So Nighthorse was just trying to help.
And what did I do?
I beat the shit out of him with a wooden stake.
I let my dad's obsession with Jacob get to me.
Go easy on your dad.
The bad thing about your father?
He does not stop.
The good thing about your father?
He does not stop.
If he had stopped, I would be dead.
Well, I know he'll be happy about one thing.
And what is that?
After today, I don't think I'm working for Nighthorse anymore.
- Hi, there. - Hey.
I talked to the hospital,
got an update on Dub Kayson's autopsy.
They dug a slug out of Dub's body, and it suggests
he was killed with a .375-caliber H&H rifle.
Okay.
I will get this added to, uh,
the search warrant for Cody's apartment.
Anything else?
Time of death, anywhere from 24 to 72 hours
before you found him.
Why are you paying this lawyer all this damn money?
Just settle the damn civil suit and move on.
County's insured a couple hundred thousand
against sheriff's excesses.
It's a perk I've taken advantage of once or twice myself.
Eat some crow and get on with your life.
I tried to settle.
Tucker Baggett wasn't interested.
Any of your fellow treasure hunters unaccounted for
Friday or Saturday night?
Nah, I think they're all afraid of the dark.
Ain't none of them leaving that camp after sundown.
So, uh, if you're heading back to camp, do me a favor.
Take a look at those rifles, see if anybody uses a .375.
So, that goat farmer was shot with a .375?
You got any other clues?
Possibly.
We might be dealing with a family drama...
an estranged stepson who's angry that his mom
was buried on Dub's property.
When we found Dub's body, we also found that somebody
had been digging by the mother's tombstone.
A grown man trying to pull Mommy out the grave?
Sounds like you need an APB for Norman Bates.
- Hey, Sheriff. - Ferguson.
Oh. Hi...
Lucian.
So, uh, Jay's brother, Adam, is still missing.
I brought Jay over to their apartment.
Adam wasn't there. Jay's a wreck.
Did you check with Hammond Hardware?
I did, and his card was used there,
but when I showed the employees the picture of Adam,
nobody remembered seeing him.
Ain't nobody remembers anything these days.
It's all the drugs.
I asked for the security footage
and, uh, watched the entire transaction.
Turns out it was a woman that used Adam's card.
Jay was able to identify her.
It's Adam's ex-wife.
Publisher's Clearing House?
About damn time.
Jackie Purcell?
That's me. Can I help you with something?
We need to ask you a few questions about Adam.
Well, first off, Adam's my ex-husband.
We can't afford the divorce, but whatever he's done,
it's not my problem.
And second, you can ask me whatever you want,
but you're gonna have to do it while I fix the toilet.
We have a record of you using your ex-husband's credit card.
I wasn't buying lingerie.
Much more exciting.
Flush valve.
Do you use the card often?
Adam knows I'm using it.
I tried to get a new card when we got separated,
but after living with him for a couple of years,
my credit rating went to shit, so we share the same one.
Just call him. He'll tell you.
Well, we can't right now.
Oh, right. Must be his turn to look for that damn treasure.
Well, he appears to be missing.
He's always missing.
I'm sure he's just somewhere where there's no cell reception.
Now you know how I felt for a few years there.
I take it you're not a big fan of this treasure hunt.
It became an obsession for him and his brother.
Destroyed our marriage.
At first, it was just a fun excuse for him
and his brother to knock around in the woods, like they did
when they were kids.
Then it just became something irrational.
How do you mean?
It was like one of those old movies...
you know, like, gold fever takes hold.
But it really did mess him up.
When did you and Adam separate?
About six months ago.
Does Adam carry a rifle?
He didn't originally.
He used to just carry bear spray.
But when they thought they were getting closer to that treasure,
they became less afraid of bear
and more paranoid of other treasure hunters.
He started carrying around my dad's old Winchester 70.
Winchester Model 70 comes in a .375.
Could be the murder weapon.
Adam could have shot Dub Kayson while searching for the treasure
and then gone on the run.
Yep.
Our missing person and our murderer
could be one and the same.
Okay.
I know you're all here to find the Anson Hamilton treasure.
I'm asking you to postpone your hunt for one day
for the sake of a missing person.
I want to conscript you all to act as a search party.
We're supposed to throw away a day while his
missing brother goes out hunting without any competition?
I thought I told you I didn't
want to see you in my station again.
I meant it.
We're gonna be looking in the same search grid
where you've been searching for treasure.
You know, Wyoming law states that after 14 days
of occupation, campers must move outside a 5-mile radius
from their previous location.
I'm sure there's more than a few of you
who have been here longer than 14 days.
Sheriff, I'm happy to look into it further, if you'd like.
Come on, guys. We should help him out.
Come on!
Okay.
Deputy Ferguson will take this group here to search
the area where Adam was supposed to set up camp.
The rest of you will come with me and Jay.
Let's go. Come on.
At what point do you start thinking
something really bad has happened?
36 hours? 48?
We're gonna find your brother, Jay.
I just don't understand why we're searching over here,
so far from where our campsite was supposed to be.
We recently found a man shot and killed near here.
What does that have to do with Adam?
Maybe nothing, but the body was found in the search grid.
You think there's any way your brother could shoot a man
in the heat of this treasure hunt?
How could you ask that?
Have you been talking to my sister-in-law?
Jackie's the one person
who would utter a bad thing about him.
My brother's a saint.
I had to ask,
since his disappearance coincides with the shooting.
You okay?
Uh, just irritated.
I'm supposed to be serving a search warrant right now.
Your, uh, your breathing seemed off.
You... You sure you're all right?
I'm just breathing, Travis.
It just sounded irregular. I'm just making sure.
Y-You been taking your vitamins, right?
And y-you're good with your folic acid?
Yeah, the, uh, pill organizer you got me
has been a real godsend.
Okay, you know what? Excuse me for giving a shit.
You need someone to help you.
And look...
We just need to be careful,
you know, considering your age.
- My age? - Yeah.
Well, to be honest, I have no idea how old you are.
I'm just guessing we're not dealing with the freshest eggs
in the dairy aisle here.
What?
How are you still single?
What is this place?
You think the person who lived here might have seen Adam?
The person who lives here is the man I found shot dead,
and I think the shooter was digging over there.
Look, I'm sorry to bring it up again, but I think this is
the one place that Adam may have been.
You know the line from the Anson Hamilton poem?
"This land swallows man and beast the same."
Well, maybe Adam interpreted that as a cemetery.
I'm telling you there is no way that he came here, shot anyone.
This hole is deeper than it was last time I was here.
Somebody came back, dug up what was buried here.
Oh, my God.
Do you think it was the treasure?
From the flat in the bottom of the hole,
it was clearly some kind of box.
Can I borrow your phone?
Remember, Vic, this is gonna be a little cold.
Yeah.
Hello?
- Vic. - Walt?
Yeah, seems like somebody came back
to Dub's family cemetery and dug up a box
from beside the mother's tombstone.
- Cody? - Hard to say.
Could be a hunter that found the Anson Hamilton treasure
but never told anybody.
Either way, add a box to the search warrant
for Cody's apartment and serve the warrant now.
Hey, Walt. I found something.
I'll talk to you soon, Vic.
I am so sorry. But...
We haven't even gotten started.
I know. I'm sorry. It's just, it's work.
I got to go.
Why not tell him you were in the middle of an ultrasound?
Travis... this is important.
No, no, wait a minute.
Wait a minute. Listen to me.
Does Walt even know that you're pregnant?
It's none of his business.
Bye.
What'd you find, Ferg?
Actually, that 16-year-old girl, Gina, found it.
- You recognize that? - Yeah, I do.
It's Adam's. But what's it doing buried here?
I think your brother, Adam, might have used it
back at that farm and buried it because he didn't want
anybody finding the murder weapon.
Now I think he's on the run or hiding.
Just a minute ago, you were on the phone
saying the shooter was somebody named Cody.
That's right. That's before I found
the buried murder weapon that belonged to your brother.
I know Adam wouldn't do something like this.
At least, not on purpose.
Now we know that your brother was here at some point,
let's look for any signs as to where he might have gone.
Got a broken sapling here.
Looks recent.
I think somebody came this way.
Walt.
Hey, Walt!
- Adam. - Jay!
Jay, wait! Jay! Wait!
Looks like Adam might have hit his head on the way down.
Jay.
When you're ready, we'll take you and your brother back.
Does this look like everything Adam packed in with?
Except for the rifle.
I don't see the box he dug up.
What box?
Somebody went back to Dub's cemetery, dug deeper.
You did it.
It was you!
You followed him!
You followed him, like you follow everyone!
- You followed him to that farm! - Get off!
And you pushed him off that cliff
and you stole the treasure!
You killed him!
You murdered my brother!
I don't have the damn treasure,
and there is no way that I killed someone.
I wasn't even anywhere near the crime scene!
Ask that asshole I was fighting with in the square.
He's my alibi! You know, the guy I was following!
I thought you said you weren't following him.
Okay, so maybe I lied a little, but I am not lying now.
Cody here wouldn't let me search his apartment,
and when I insisted, he got aggressive.
No, I just told you to get the hell out of my house.
So I'm arresting him for resisting the search.
You have no right to go through my things.
I'm gonna leave him here while I go search the apartment.
What the hell's this guy doing back here?
We now have two dead bodies and multiple suspects.
One theory is that Adam shot Dub Kayson,
then, uh, later returned to the scene to keep digging,
only to be killed by Lewis, who was after the treasure.
Or Adam shot Dub, like you said, but Cody went back
to the cemetery after we spoke to him.
He figured he could grab the box
with his mother's remains.
Well, if that's true, then how did Adam die?
Did he just slip and fall after he buried the gun?
Or did Lewis kill him, thinking he had the box?
I don't think Lewis has the treasure.
If he did, why would he go back to the camp?
Well, we got to find that box.
So I'll start by searching Cody's apartment.
Excuse me!
I believe I got something here
y'all are looking for right here.
That's heavy.
Did you dig that up from the Kayson family cemetery?
Aw, hell yes.
See, at first, I thought that, uh, Anson Hamilton
was a little too romantic to be putting treasure
in a graveyard underground someplace.
But then I remembered the poem...
Quote... "The land here swallows
both man and beast the same"... unquote.
So, then, I thought, "Hell, I'll go looking."
Folks who win the lottery are folks who play the lottery.
Plus, Walt, if that was the treasure,
you might need it for your civil suit.
But it turns out you'll have to find some other way
to pay that lawyer, 'cause all we got here...
is one native cloth.
I believe it's Cheyenne.
An urn.
Maybe there's human ashes in there.
Ceremonial knife and some other Indian trinkets.
So, if Lucian dug up the box,
that means that Adam didn't go back for it.
And Cody didn't go back for it, either.
I still think it's possible that Lewis mistakenly
pushed Adam over the cliff thinking he had it.
Nope.
Uh... Lucian. Hi.
Ruby.
So, I just spoke with Cullen,
the gentleman who was here with Lewis yesterday,
and he confirms Lewis' alibi.
So Lewis was in town all weekend, following Cullen.
When Adam would have been killed.
So, then, there's only one answer.
Adam's death was an accident.
He slipped and fell when he was running away after he shot Dub.
Shit happens.
Come on, Cody.
Am I free to go now?
Not yet. Why don't you take a seat?
So, uh...
Somebody dug up your mother's remains.
- What? - Yeah, it, uh...
That shouldn't have happened.
I'm sorry about that.
Um, we were able to recover them for you.
I think you'll, uh, find some family heirlooms in there.
There was also this cash that we found at Dub's house.
Now, we don't think he sold any of your mom's belongings.
It just seems to be his entire life savings,
and, uh, seeing as you were
the only person mentioned in his will...
Well, I guess that, uh, belongs to you, too.
Maybe the man your mom married
wasn't as bad as you think he was.
Let's go.
Okay, Lewis, you can sign for your personal effects here.
We have a wallet...
keys...
and...
two cellphones.
Eh, you can keep that phone.
I can't crack the passcode, so it's useless.
I'm sorry?
That phone's not mine.
Well, why do you have it?
I found it out in the woods when we were searching for Adam.
- Hey. - Thanks.
It just, uh, seems so hard to believe it was an accident.
I know.
I guess I should thank you.
What for?
Helping me find him.
Yeah.
Well, it would have been easier if you hadn't lied.
What?
You said your brother left his cellphone here.
Yeah.
Let me see it.
What?
Let me see your brother's phone, the one he left behind.
Um...
Well, I must have put it somewhere around here.
Jay.
You're not gonna find it.
You don't have it.
Because I do.
Lewis found it during the search
near where we found your brother in the ravine.
Adam never left his phone behind.
You didn't discover your brother was missing.
You knew he was missing.
In fact, I think you knew where he was all along.
Kept trying to lead me back to that spot...
because you hid him, just like you hid that gun.
Wanted someone else to find him
so we'd think the death was an accident,
you weren't involved.
What happened, Jay?
Kill him over the treasure?
- No! - Were you fighting
because he killed Dub while searching for it?
He didn't kill that farmer.
His gun is the murder weapon.
It's not his gun.
It was our gun.
He didn't kill anybody.
I did.
It was me.
And it was an accident, too.
We were convinced that treasure was buried
in that farmer's cemetery.
"The land here swallows man and beast the same," right?
"If water you find, you've gone too far,
but if you touch ash, the door is still ajar."
So...
I went to that grave site Friday night, and I...
I started digging.
Then the farmer came out and started shooting at me,
and I, uh...
I shot back.
And I guess I hit him.
And I couldn't believe what I had done.
And I ran.
And I buried the gun, then I came back here to Adam.
I didn't know what to do, but I figured he'd know.
But he said we should call the police,
tell them what happened.
But if we did that, then... then it would all be over.
Everything we had worked for.
So we started fighting.
It was bad.
He, uh, picked up the phone to call the cops.
I guess that would have been you guys.
And I grabbed the shovel, and I, uh...
And what, Jay?
I hit him.
And that was it.
And you dumped his body over the cliff.
I wanted it to look like an accident,
like a terrible, terrible accident.
Which it is.
We were right, though.
About the treasure.
It was there.
Adam would've been happy about that.
Where's Henry?
Henry!
Hello, Walt.
What are you doing here?
I'm here to cut out the middleman.
Your daughter came to see me today,
brought one of these.
Showed it to me.
Got me wondering, you know...
who she got it from.
You know where I got 'em from?
Yes.
He does.
Malachi stole these from my property
so that he could frame me for what happened to Henry.
That's the truth. I want Malachi found.
Oh, now you want him found.
You're the one who let him go.
Yeah, well, that... was an error in judgment on my part.
You've never had one of those?
Malachi's gone.
I looked for him everywhere.
Maybe this'll help.
These are the books that prove Malachi's money laundering.
I'm handing them over to you
so that you can get the FBI to help us find him.
We need a bigger search party.
Why are you willing to hand them over now?
Well, it turns out...
I'm actually more afraid of Malachi, Walt,
than I am of you.
If we don't stop him...
he's gonna kill me.
And me.
So...
take these.
Sheriff.
What's this?
Open it.
Okay.
It's a ring.
It's an engagement ring.
What's it for?
It's for Vic.
Either you give it to her or I will.
I-I don't know if she's in love with you or what,
but she needs somebody to take care of her.
And if you're not gonna step up and be there for her
and this baby...
then I will.
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