- [last lines]
- Kayce Dutton: What are we going to do about these Beck brothers?
- John Dutton: We're gonna kill 'em, son.
- [John gets off his horse and walks over to Jamie, who is sitting on the grass holding a rifle]
- John Dutton: You know, the thing about suicide... you don't just kill yourself. You kill every memory of you. This'll be all everyone remembers, Jamie. Every second you spent on this earth will be reduced to how you chose to leave it. No one will mourn your loss, son, because this isn't losing your life. This is quitting it.
- Jamie Dutton: Yes, it's quitting. I quit, Dad.
- John Dutton: I won't let you.
- Jamie Dutton: Why not? What do you care?
- John Dutton: Because it's selfish! It's the single most selfish thing a person can do!
- Jamie Dutton: [tearfully] This cannot be fixed. I cannot... be fixed. I'm married to it.
- John Dutton: [crouches down in front of Jamie] Your grandfather used to say that you can't fix a broken wagon wheel. But you can use the parts to make a new one. I should have never sent you off to school. You needed more time here. I can... I can still give you that. But you need to give me that rifle, son. The old you is dead the moment you let it go.
- [Jamie contemplates briefly, then gives John the rifle. John stands and pulls Jamie to his feet]
- John Dutton: Now we start working on the new one.
- Malcolm Beck: Do you know the story of Susan Rawlings?
- Beth Dutton: Real estate attorney from Hamilton.
- Malcolm Beck: That's right. We had a mutually beneficial relationship until she figured out a way to bend the law to benefit her business more than my business. That's the problem with playing dirty, Beth. Because when someone plays dirty back, there's no one to cry to. There's no charges to file. There's nowhere to scream about the injustice you endured. Because if you do, all your filthy laundry just spills right out in the open for everyone to see. Susan finally realized that. We moved her somewhere in California where they could help her move past the trauma. It's uncanny how much you look like her.
- Beth Dutton: You know, I was a pretty bad teenager. Working through some trauma of my own. One might say I had a tendency to "act out." At church one Sunday, I was feeling a little naughty sitting next to this skinny little boy nobody liked. Out of pity, or boredom, I unzipped his slacks. I pulled out his penis and I gave him a hand job in the back pew. It's uncanny how much you look like that boy's dick.
- Malcolm Beck: All that tough talk, Beth. I've got the cure for that. We'll see how tough you are after I give it to you.
- Beth Dutton: Challenge accepted.
- Tate Dutton: I need to talk to you first, Grandpa. It's very serious.
- John Dutton: All right.
- Kayce Dutton: Do I need to be part of this conversation?
- Tate Dutton: You ain't got any money. Gotta be him.
- John Dutton: This should be good.
- Beth Dutton: [to Jamie] I gotta tell you something, and it comes from a place of love. You should really consider killing yourself.
- Beth Dutton: I have a full day. If you'd like to make an appointment, I'll have my assistant schedule one.
- Malcolm Beck: This won't take long at all. You're buying up quite the... swath of land here in the valley.
- Beth Dutton: You're a long way from Billings, aren't you, Malcolm?
- Malcolm Beck: I don't consider any part of this state beyond my reach.
- Beth Dutton: Not sure the state would agree with you on that, buddy.
- Malcolm Beck: Hmm. Your father is... is not a reasonable man. I respect that. I'm not either. So I want to be clear about something. I will not have a casino built at the gates of Yellowstone.
- Beth Dutton: Oh, we don't want one either.
- Malcolm Beck: But you won't help me stop them.
- Beth Dutton: I'd go back to Billings, Malcolm. We'll take it from here.
- Malcolm Beck: Huh. You see, I just can't... I can't trust that you will stop them. Your family has the political resources to guarantee this build never happens. And yet you won't offer them.
- Beth Dutton: I think my father's reputation should warrant a little trust.
- Malcolm Beck: The only thing he cares about is his ranch. Now when that property tax quadruples, the only way he'll be able to protect it is find a new revenue stream.
- Beth Dutton: That's my job. I'm well aware of that.
- Malcolm Beck: I'm also aware that the likeliest source of electricity for the casino comes from damming your tributary. Now your father may not have thought about that, but I guarantee you have. And I am positive that pretty face has done the math figuring out how much money you will make turning the Dutton ranch into the Dutton Power Company.
- Tate Dutton: I don't have a horse. I can't be a cowboy without a horse.
- John Dutton: Yeah, pretty tough to cowboy without a horse. That's for sure.
- Beth Dutton: Just a date. Lord knows, you can afford it. Been wearing the same three pairs of jeans and jacket for a fuckin' decade.
- Rip Wheeler: [LAUGHS] Yeah.
- Beth Dutton: Probably got more money than me.
- Rip Wheeler: Nah. Money's the one thing I don't have.
- Beth Dutton: You get paid every week, don't you?
- Rip Wheeler: Mm-hmm, yep.
- Beth Dutton: So what do you spend your money on? You keeping a sweet little place in town for Saturday nights?
- Rip Wheeler: Jesus, Beth. Why is it that your mind always stops at the first thing that you should never do?
- Beth Dutton: What's wrong with that? If I was a man, I'd buy an apartment complex. And I'd fill it with buxom little bunnies. I'd start on the first floor Friday and end up on the roof by Sunday.
- Rip Wheeler: [CHUCKLES] Hmm.
- Beth Dutton: I'm serious. What do you spend your money on?
- Rip Wheeler: Oh, Beth, it's a nice night. Let's not ruin it with the truth.
- Beth Dutton: Tell me.
- Rip Wheeler: I spent $22,000 on my mom's headstone. Stands about as tall as me. Marble. I got the guy to etch her face into it. I spent 30 on my little brother's. It stands a little bit taller, I dunno, guess I wanted him to be a little closer to heaven. But the best money that I ever spent was $5,000 to a gravedigger in Forsyth.
- Beth Dutton: What did you pay him for?
- Rip Wheeler: He dug up my father and gave me his bones. And I drove from there all the way to North Dakota throwing them out the fuckin' window.
- Beth Dutton: I remember the stories of heaven and hell in church. Lies, a lot of it. I think heaven's right here. So's hell. One person can be walking the clouds right next to someone enduring eternal damnation. And God is the land. Don't say it. It doesn't mean anything on a roof, under stars like a bunch of fucking hippies. Tell me... Tell me when it saves me.
- Rip Wheeler: Okay. I won't say it.
- John Dutton: 21 years and it feels like yesterday. I still feel her. Smell her. I'm half a man without her.
- Beth Dutton: You can't get hard for a woman who isn't scared of you. Ha! You want me to cry? Huh? You want me to cry and scream and try to get away? Huh? I doubt I'll even feel it. Go on, pull it out. Pull it out and let me fucking see it!