You do not own the land. You never did. The land owns you.
“You’re the Dutton,” she said, not a question.
Three days earlier, 200 miles east—the Yellowstone Dutton Ranch. 1923 Season 1 - Threesixtyp
Tonight, the Threesixtyp hummed. He fed the tape in. The discs clicked to a stop.
Artie Pendergast, bleeding from a split lip, was tied to a chair in the back of Banner Creighton’s wagon. Evaris sat across from him, calmly polishing his monocle. You do not own the land
“One,” Jacob said. “Spencer.”
Spencer glanced at the brass gear in his palm. “You know how to fix it?” “You’re the Dutton,” she said, not a question
Jacob crumpled the letter. “Cara,” he called to his wife (Helen Mirren), who was skinning a rabbit with surgical precision. “How many men do we have who can ride through a blizzard and shoot straight?”
“Well, Phineas,” Lord Montford whispers. “It seems the colonies have forgotten their place.”