Longmire (2012–2017): Season 2, Episode 8 - The Great Spirit - full transcript

♪ [uptempo Mexican music playing] ♪

[distant crowd cheering]

[Ferg over radio]
Walt, hey, it's Ferg.

Ruby stepped away,
so, I'm manning the radio.

- How are the repossessions going?
- Still waiting for Branch.

He was supposed to meet me here,
30 minutes ago.

See if you can track him down.

Oh, here he is. I mean, here's a note
that was left on Ruby's desk.

Branch called. Guess he's sick?

Either that or he didn't want to be
throwing people out of their homes...

...with an election
around the corner.



My whole life is in this place.
This is my home, man.

If you could just give me a couple
of days, I'll have the money...

...and you wouldn't have to do this.

You already had your 60 days
to pay, under the law.

Told you that 30 days ago.

Here we are, again.

This isn't up to me. I don't want
to be here, any more than you do.

I'm good for it; ask anybody.
Hell, ask your deputy, Branch.

Me and him, we go way back.

Please. This is my home, man.

I know it ain't much,
but without it, I got nothing.

[Ferg over radio] Walt, you there?

Go ahead, Ferg.

A trucker called and reported
an abandoned horse, off Route 18.



He said it's been running around
the farm fields...

...tearing up the crops.

Vic is out on another call, right now
so you want me to head out there?

No, I need you to stay
and mind the shop.

OK. You want me to call Branch
and see if he's feeling any better?

I'll take care of it. I've got
another job in mind for Branch.

What's that?

Compromise.

Henry, get her into position.

She is dragging a man behind her.

Is he alive?

I hope not.

If she tries to jump that fence,
she'll get all tripped up.

Could kill her. Keep her on course.

We just got one shot at this.

No need for all that.

Huh?

Come on.

Bullet went all the way
through his neck. No slug.

Whoever shot him
was probably at close range.

- Who is he?
- It's tough to tell.

His back pockets are torn,
so, no wallet, nothing.

I'll roll a fresh set of prints,
send to the DMV.

- See if we can't identify him.
- I see you've made a full recovery.

Better, thanks. Ferg called.

Said he got a dragged-by-a-horse.

Wild horse.
Got a heavy winter coat; no shoes.

My guess is she's just
been herd-torn.

That's a pretty nice saddle
for a wild horse.

[Vic] So, you figure he was riding
the horse and he got shot?

Gunshot goes off,
spooks the horse, he runs.

Victim falls off,
gets tangled in the ropes?

That knot's a bowline.

Someone tied him to the saddle.

Why shoot somebody and then tie him
to a horse? That seems like overkill.

Murderer probably wanted
to get rid of the body.

This is where the trail ends.
Let's see where it started.

Vic, get that horse to the vet.

Hey, Walt, I guess I'll take
the body to Doc Bloomfield's.

Only if you're feeling up to it.

Good. After that, pay a visit
to your buddy, Travis Murphy.

Travis, why?

You need to take possession
of his property.

You seem more than usually
irritated with Branch.

He's so focused on the election,
he's barely doing his job.

The trail is lost here.

There are at least a dozen
other hoof-prints. What is this?

[Walt] It's an arena.

Looks like the rodeo is in town.

[Vic] Durant's got a big rodeo arena,
right in town.

Why come all the way out here,
just to put on a rodeo?

You do it in town, you got to deal
with permits, rules, insurance...

...humane society, me.

Come out here and anything goes.

Yeah, I can see that.

All this land's owned by the same guy
who owns the illegal rodeo grounds?

Yeah, only, it's not a guy;
it's a company.

Beltro Corporate Farms, LLC.
Sugar beets, corn and alfalfa.

[Walt] Corporations came out here,
about 15 years ago.

Bought up all the family operations.

Hard to know who owns what,
these days.

[Vic] Hi, you got a second?

[Man] Could I help you folks?

You the foreman here?

No. Cal Weston.

Just a hired hand.

Dealing with the corporate bosses
ain't my strong suit.

It's tough explaining farming
to fellows...

...that never held a spade
before in their life.

- Titus Griffin's the foreman.
- Is he around?

I haven't seen him, this morning.

We're pretty low on supplies. He
might have gone into town to restock.

Is there some kind of problem?

We found evidence...

...of an illegal rodeo that was held
on the property last night.

You or any of the workers
happen to know about that?

No. I had no idea.

I live in town
and I left around seven.

I didn't see anything
out of the ordinary.

I can't speak for the workers
that live in the barracks, though.

Titus lives on-site.

He probably has a better idea
how they spent the evening.

We're going to need to talk
to Titus immediately.

Have him call the station
when he gets back.

We also need to alert
the company about the rodeo.

- Think you can get their number?
- Sure. I'll be right back.

You conveniently left out the part
about the guy being murdered.

[Walt clears throat]

Murder most likely happened
at the rodeo.

I'm sure some
of these workers were there.

If news of the crime spreads...

...evidence and witnesses
start to disappear.

We need to talk to the foreman,
before word gets out.

He may be able
to put us onto some suspects.

Doesn't look like
we'll be in short supply.

♪ [rock music playing] ♪

[Travis] One second!

[Laughs] You got to be kidding me.

Hey, brother! Been a long time!

- Yeah, it has.
- Missed you at the last reunion.

I had no idea you were camped out,
here, in a trailer.

Yeah, well, I'm not big
on material things.

Stuff like that just kind of holds
you back, you know what I'm saying?

Plus it makes it easier, when I need
to pack up and hit the rodeo circuit.

Yeah. So, you still ride?

Yeah, man. Hell, yeah.

Surprised you gave it up that easy.

Yeah, well,
we all got to grow up, sometime.

I think you know
why I'm here, Travis.

Yeah.

Look, I...

I don't have the money
to pay the bank, right now.

I got injured in the ring
and had to sit out, for a few months.

You know how it is.

But look, man,
I'm back in the saddle, now.

And there's a few local venues
I'm looking to hit up.

Two more days, man,
I guarantee I'll have the money.

Think you could talk to that, hard-
ass boss of yours, buy me some time?

Yeah. I can float you the cash,
until you get back on your feet.

I don't want your charity, man.

That's not what this is.

I help you, you help me.

Walt mentioned
there's an illegal rodeo...

...that's been operating in the area.

You hear when
the next one's happening...

...maybe give me a call.

Yeah.

An illegal rodeo? [chuckles]

I've been the Beltro corporate
manager for this area...

...of Wyoming for going on ten years.

We never had that problem, before.

I'm afraid this case is a bit more
complicated than that, Mr. Frier.

A man was found murdered.

My God.

That's, Titus Griffin.

He... He's one of our foremen.

What happened to him?

You know if he had any family,
wife or children?

No, he...

He lived alone at the company house.

He devoted most of his time
to running the farm.

Paid off, too.

His... His property's one of the
highest-grossing farms Beltro owns.

I wish I had ten men like him.

Always made me look good.

Yeah.

Sometimes, what makes a man
profitable to a company...

...doesn't make him popular
with his workers.

He ever have a problem
with any of the laborers?

He took a hard line with them.

That's what you do,
when you're the boss.

I mean,
All your deputies like you?

Any of the men who work
under Titus have a record?

Well, field hands don't
really come with references.

- You mean they're illegal?
- No, no.

No, company has a policy
strictly forbids that.

I just... I mean,
the men are seasonal.

With a transient labor-force...

...you're never exactly sure
what you're getting.

Yeah. Appreciate it.

We'll need to question
all the men who work, under Titus.

I'll fax you over a list,
right away.

Thank you.

Walt.

So, I just got off with the vet.

He says the horse is going to be fine
but he wants to know...

...what you want to do with it.

What I want to do with it?

Yeah, he can only afford
to keep it there a couple days and...

...we can try
to find her a new home...

...but given what that horse
has been through...

...she may never be OK
for someone to ride.

I'll handle it.

How'd the high school reunion go?

[Branch] Talked to Travis.

He managed to come up
with the money he owes.

You're welcome.

Victim's name is Titus Griffin.

Ferg, see if you can
track down his next of kin.

Titus Griffin,
as in the foreman for the farm?

Seems odd that the boss would be
at an illegal rodeo, don't you think?

Maybe Titus tried
to put a stop to it.

Beltro will be sending a list
of all the men...

...who worked under Titus
at the farm.

Vic, I'm going to need you and Branch
to head out there and question them.

I seriously doubt that those guys
are going to talk to us...

...about an illegal
rodeo where their boss was killed.

We could just go to the rodeo.

Talked to one of my sources.

There's going to be
another one tonight.

♪ [uptempo Mexican music playing] ♪

[crowd cheering]

[Speaks Spanish]

See if you can find anyone who saw
or spoke with Titus, last night.

I saw your shooting.

That was really impressive,
especially from this distance.

Thank you. Very kind of you to say.

Did you, do that trick last night?

I'll do that same trick every night,
if you are watching.

[Vic laughs]

Where'd you get your holster? Wow.

I am really into leather.

A local man,
Javier Hemendez, made it for me.

You wouldn't happen to
have his number, by chance?

I may want to get
a holster of my own.

I don't know his number.
But I can give you mine.

- You look like the man in charge.
- What do you want?

I want to know who's running
this operation.

I'm looking to ride.

"Branch Connally for Sheriff."

[Men laugh]

We see your signs!

You're famous!

Hello, Bob.

Walt, what are you doing out here?

I could ask you the same thing, Bob.

This place isn't above-board, but
my girlfriend really wanted to come.

She's hard to say no to, you know?

- Girlfriend?
- Yeah. Her name's Yelena.

Met her at work. She comes in and
cleans the flower shop, every week.

She's friends with a bunch of the
farmers who compete in these events.

She likes to come out
and cheer them on, you know?

You here last night?

This is going to get me in trouble.

You see this man, last night?

Yeah. Yeah, he was here.

Be kind of hard to forget;
he shot a guy.

What?

He was doing all these
trick shots, you know, like...

...shooting cigars out of peoples'
mouths from horseback.

He ended up shooting one of them.

The man he shot, did he die?

I don't know. Everybody cleared out
of here, pretty quick.

I assume they
sent him to the rodeo doc.

Oh, Yelena, I want you to meet Walt
Longmire, a very dear friend of mine.

Nice to meet you. We should go.
They're saying the sheriff is here.

Oh, you are so sweet,
when you're worried.

I love you.

Looks like my campaign
advertising is working.

Bob!

Where do I find this rodeo doctor?

Wyoming State Medical School.

Practicing medicine
without a license...

That's a felony, Paul.

Oh, come on! Look, someone
has to look after those guys...

...and no legit doctor is going
anywhere near that rodeo.

I don't see why this
is such a big deal.

A man named Titus Griffin was
murdered at that rodeo, last night.

That's a pretty big deal.

Whoa, whoa whoa whoa.

What does that have to do with me?

He supposedly shot someone,
during an event.

You treat anyone
with a gunshot wound?

Yeah, yeah, a Mexican guy,
Javier Hemendez.

- Did Javier live?
- Yeah, he was lucky.

Bullet caught him in the cheek,
passed clear through...

...only took out two teeth.

I wanted to take him to the hospital,
but Titus, he gave me a wad of cash.

- He told me to keep my mouth shut.
- Titus paid you?

Yeah, Titus pays everyone.
He's the guy who puts on the rodeo.

Most of the competitors,
they work for him, back at the farm.

People pay big money to see
these guys almost kill themselves.

[Vic] So, Titus works those guys
hard in the fields, all day long...

...and then, he uses them
in his backwoods rodeo?

Lovely. He sounds like a real prince.

The man that Titus shot,
Javier Hemendez?

I heard his name, before.

A sharpshooter at the rodeo
told me about him.

The shooter had a gun belt
with this same symbol on it.

He said Javier Hemendez
made it for him.

So, Titus shoots Javier
in the face...

...then, ends up dead
and tied to Javier's saddle.

I think we ought to find Javier.

He's on the list of workers
that Beltro sent over.

Vic, let's go.

Not you, Branch. You've had
enough exposure for one evening.

Yeah.

Hey.

I need to speak with you privately.

Vic, I'll meet you outside.

I'll just be a minute.

Did you know Detective Fales
was in town?

You sure? You saw him here?

He came into the Red Pony,
asking for me.

He is expecting to speak
with me, tomorrow.

I guess we knew this day was coming.

You need a lawyer?

What I need is for you to tell me
everything you told Detective Fales.

The slightest contradiction
in our stories and he will notice.

Cal.

Appreciate you coming in from town.
Sorry to get you outta bed.

I heard what happened to Titus.
Why didn't you tell me?

We were still piecing
things together.

There's a man that works here who
we need to talk to Javier Hemendez.

Yeah, he lives in the barracks.

You think... So, you think
Javier might have killed him?

Would that surprise you?

Come to think of it,
he showed up to work yesterday...

...with a bandage on his face.

I guess nothing should
surprise me from them anymore.

- Them?
- Illegals.

Louis, Frier told me that hiring
illegals is against company policy.

I'm sure that's what he told you.

But hiring illegals
is how he makes his money.

Pays them nothing, if they don't like
it, what'll they do, call the police?

- How does Titus feel about of this?
- Oh, he knew.

Probably why he pushed them
harder than he should.

Think Javier's the type of man
who would take revenge?

Push any man too hard, sooner
or later, they're going to push back.

They were all here, when I left.

Couldn't have been
more than three hours ago.

Got any idea
where they could have gone?

- I thought we said tomorrow.
- [Chuckles]

We did.

But I kind of lost track of time.

Easy to do, in here.

Can I at least offer you one on the
house? You have been very patient.

No, no, I'm good.

I actually want to talk to you
about your friend, Walt Longmire.

I'm not sure if you know this...

...but the man
that killed his wife was murdered.

Turns out he was some meth-head.

I had heard that.

We think we got someone on the hook.

Who?

I'm not at liberty to say.

In the meantime, the prosecution's
making me jump through hoops!

They want to make sure the defense...

...can't point
to anyone else as a suspect.

Like your friend, the sheriff.

Due diligence.

So, I was hoping
you could help me out.

I hear you two are close.

What would you like to know?

Walt went to Denver...

...a few months
after his wife's murder.

Were you aware of that?

It was around June,
if I am not mistaken.

Since we're on the subject...

...would you mind telling me
why you were in Denver?

Gas station receipts show...

...you were there, the same weekend.

Then, again, a week later.

I went to help a friend.

[Fales] Which friend?

[Henry] Ada Black Kettle.

She's 80, lives alone.
I try to check in on her, when I can.

Did you see Walt,
when you were in Denver?

I did.

He was there following up
on his wife's case...

...making sure the Denver
P.D. Was doing its job.

I'm sorry I wasn't assigned
to her case, back then.

But... I'm here, now.

Once a case is in my head,
I just can't let it go.

My ex-wife used to call me obsessive.

- You sure you do not want a beer?
- No.

You look like you've had a long day.

Why don't you have that one?

Henry, it's me. Give me
a call back when you get this.

Hey, Walt. You wanted to see me?

Yeah, take a seat.

You mentioned your girlfriend
knew some of the competitors...

...from the rodeo.

A lot of those men have disappeared
from the farm where they work.

You think Yelena
might know where they went?

Jeez, Walt, you know...

We got a good thing going.

Feel kind of weird
asking her something like that...

...especially when it's going
to get her friends in trouble.

Bob, I don't really care
if these men are here illegally...

...that's a federal matter.

I'm just trying
to solve a murder case.

That company Yelena's friends
work for is bound to notice...

...half their workers
are missing and when they do...

...they can call immigration
and have them deported.

If you help me find them, first...

...I might be able
to stop that from happening.

I imagine that would
make Yelena pretty grateful.

You really think
she'll see it that way?

[Ferg] Sheriff?

Can I?

Women love a hero, Bob.

The bank just called
and they want to know why...

...we haven't taken possession
of Travis Murphy's trailer yet.

- He hasn't made his payment.
- Travis, that can't be.

Man will say or do
just about anything to keep his home.

You can't cut corners in this job
just because someone's a friend.

I was just trying to give somebody
the benefit of the doubt.

Won't happen again.
Take the damn trailer.

No! You want to be sheriff,
you do it. Vic?

What? What'd I do?

Go with him.
Make sure he gets it done.

Managed to sweet-talk her.
Here you go.

Ferg, with me. Thanks, Bob.

Man towards the front of the camp,
bandage on his cheek.

Fair bet that's Javier.

I see him. So, what's the plan?

I never thought I'd say this...

...but I've think I got
to be more like Branch.

[Men chattering in Spanish]

[Person whistles]

[Man shouts in Spanish]

Get up! Come here!

Titus Griffin was shot,
two nights ago...

...and tied to a saddle
with the same insignia.

I understand he shot you
in the face, that same night.

Did you return the favor?

No, no no no! This was an accident.

We do it lots of times,
before and nothing happened.

I did not kill him.

Why run away from Beltro farm, then?

I did not run.

A man come to the farm,
tell us to go.

But we cannot leave Wyoming.

Why?

Beltro, they tell us...

...we can come here
with our families from Mexico.

They promise us a house and papers.

But when we get here,
they give us no papers.

Beltro tell us...

...we have to pay for travel,
for the food.

Why not just run away?

They split our families up.

They send them to work
on other farms.

They tell us if we don't
do as they say...

...we'll never see them, again.

No one help us. Only Titus.

Titus doesn't seem like
the kind of man would help.

From everything we heard,
he wasn't a good man.

No, you are wrong.

He was our friend.

He bought that saddle from me,
so I can make money.

All the money from his rodeo,
he gave to us, to pay our debts.

He promised even
to turn the company in.

You saying Titus was
building a case against Beltro?

We tell him, "No."

The company, they are bad men.

They kill him, didn't they?

Hey, hey, Branch. Before you do
anything, just give me a chance...

- I need you to come down.
- You ain't going to hear me out?

- Just to have you lie to me, again?
- No, thanks.

Come on, man.
Hey, Branch, that's my home!

How long have I known you?
Come on, man!

What!
You ain't the quarterback, anymore!

You don't get to call the shots!

- Put it down, Travis.
- Get away from my house.

Put the gun down! Now!

She will shoot you, Travis.

You've got to the count of three.
One, two...

All right.

All right.

I'm sorry, man.

It's just that's my house. Everything
I got in the world's in there.

All right.

- Come on.
- Maybe we can talk about this.

[Branch] Don't you ever
pull a gun on me!

I'm not the quarterback, anymore.
I am the next sheriff.

Sheriff, have you made any progress
with the investigation?

I'm afraid your company's
got a big problem on its hands.

Seems a fair number of the workers
from Titus' farm have gone missing.

I went out there to question them
and they'd cleared out.

Good news is...

I managed to find them.

And... they had some interesting
things to tell me.

Particularly, how Beltro
trafficked them to the States...

...tore their families apart...

...forced them
into indentured servitude.

Well, that's some accusation.

Of course, consider the source.

What's more interesting to me,
though, is that none of those men...

...had a reason to kill Titus.

Turns out,
he's a big advocate for them.

Hosted rodeos on the property
to help supplement their wages.

Even building a case against Beltro,
until someone stopped him.

Whoa.

Are you implying that Beltro
had something to do with his death?

It only takes a single man
to make a company bad.

Man like yourself, for instance.

Man who enslaved workers.

Paid them next to nothing,
so he can boost profits.

Make himself look good.

OK.

I know who you need
to talk to about this.

Our company lawyer.

Think your company
will stand by a man...

...who's gotten them mixed up
in a human trafficking ring?

Well, my division's quite profitable.
I like my odds.

I gave you nearly $700.
What did you do with that money?

Told you to evict him, Branch,
not pay his bill.

He pulled a gun on Branch.

Answer Deputy Connally's
question, Travis.

What'd you do
with the $700 he gave you?

I had other debts
that needed to be paid.

At the rodeo, three nights ago,
I got in a little too deep...

...with this bookie, Miguel.

You were at that rodeo,
three nights ago?

Yeah, at the old Weston farm.

You remember Cal... from school.

- [Walt] He still works there.
- Yeah.

You're kidding. Cal's family's owned
that farm, as long as I can remember.

They sold it a few years ago.

Was Cal at the rodeo, that night?

Yeah, he was there.

Hell, he's the reason
I'm in the hole.

I bet on him and he choked, big-time.

Sheriff, what can I do for you?

You're trespassing, Cal.

I've been promoted to foreman.

New job comes with the new house.

You can call Louis Frier,
if you don't believe me.

Louis Frier is no longer
employed by Beltro.

He got picked up by the Feds
on a human trafficking charge.

Someone called in a tip.

[Horse whinnies]

What's that all about?

Consider it a welcome-home present.

It's hard letting that go.

I imagine that's why you stayed on.

Can't imagine it was easy,
watching Titus living in your house.

Losing your home
can make a man do crazy things.

You think I killed Titus?

I didn't have anything
to do with that.

What the hell are you doing?

[Walt] Same thing you did to Titus!

That's the horse you tied Titus to.

Vic fires that gun,
that mare will take off.

So, either you tell me what you
did to Titus...

...or you're going to learn
first-hand what he went through.

Are you crazy?

Help me! Cut me loose!

Vic's from Philadelphia.
Not much experience with horses.

Eventually, one of you'll let go.

You can tell me why you lied
about being at the rodeo that night.

I got an eyewitness
can confirm you were there.

No one else at the rodeo
had a reason to kill Titus.

They all seem to share
the same high opinion of him.

He was a generous man.

He gave all the proceeds
from that event to the workers.

That's not true! I worked for him.

I never saw a dime of that money!

He probably figured
the illegals needed it more.

They were being held
against their will...

...separated from their families,
left without a home.

Titus was just trying
to give some of those things back.

And what about me?

I'm stuck at the same job they are!

My home! My life!

Taken away by Titus!

And he never lifted a finger
to help me!

He didn't even have the decency
to give me a raise!

The night of the rodeo...

...I found out he was giving
away all that money to the workers!

After everyone cleared out, I went up
and I asked him for my fair share!

He said, "No," and that was it!

I snapped and I shot him!

OK. Good job.

It wasn't fair! Those people
chose to leave their homes!

I never got that choice.

♪ [rock and roll music playing] ♪

Hey, Walt.
Can I help you with something?

Is Henry around?

No, he said he was going
out of town, for a bit...

...and might not be back,
for a day or two.

He say where he was going?

Nope.

Ada...

A man may soon come to visit you.

A detective from Denver.

He might have some questions...

...about the last time I was here,
with my friend, Walt.

Do you remember that?

Is your friend well?

Yes.

But I fear I may have
put you both in a bad position.

You did right.

What did the First Warrior say
to the Great Spirit?

The First Warrior looked out
on the land that was his home.

He saw the hills... and the stars.

And he was happy.

For giving him this home, the First
Warrior told the Great Spirit...

...that he would fight
and win many battles in his honor.

Time to go home.

[Henry]
But the Great Spirit said, "No.

Do not fight for me.

Fight for your tribe.

Fight for the family born to you.

Fight for the brothers you find.

Fight for them."
The Great Spirit said.

"For they are your home."