Wind River Page #5

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Corporate in Texas,

what can I tell you.

- Does Matt bunk here on the property?

- Yeah, yeah, we all do.

- Can we see his trailer?

- Yeah, sure come on. I'll walk you up.

- What's going on boss?

- They're here about Matt.

End of line for you.

So did.. did something happen to him?

You know where he is?

That's what we are trying to find out.

His girlfriend filed a

missing person's report..

Well how can that be?

Thought you guys found her in a snow drifter

right before the storm.

Excuse me?

I heard her name go out over the radio

when you guys found her.

I don't remember using her name.

Maybe you weren't listening.

- The f*** are you doing?

- What?

- Why are you flanking me?

- What are you talking about?

What the f*** you think I'm talking' about?

You got us on three sides.

Get your hand off that weapon,

this is private property.

Put the f***ing gun down right now!

Put it down!

Do it!

- Turn away from me, drop to your knees.

- Right now! Evan!

F*** you! This is private BIA issued lease

on reservation land, a**holes.

You are breaking the law by being here.

This is a lease land on reservation, Deputy.

You got no authority.

You think I don't know what are you doing?

F***ing do it a**holes,

see what happens.

- Hoka he, white boy. Let's go.

- What are we doing?

Deputy, You have got no authority,

you are in violation of Federal law,

- Lower your weapons.

- F***, you got us in the cross fire!

Talk to me!

What do I do?

Hold your ground.

County Sheriff have no authority.

- Get them to holster those goddamn weapon.

- Alright everybody, just take it easy.

FBI! Hey, FBI.

This is federal land and

I have the only authority, ok?

Right now all of you stand down.

Okay, everyone.

If we're all working

towards the same goal here...

... and I need you to back down,

and take your hands away

from your weapons.

Look?

Dylan, holster your weapon.

F***ing decaf man.

Jesus f***ing Christ.

You keep these a**holes in check lady,

we're just doing our f***ing job here.

Yeah, when we show up

your job is over, a**hole.

Evan, holster your weapon now!

All right, everyone of you

step to my left. Let's go.

- Nobody behind me, you understand?

- You got it. a**hole.

Guys step my way.

Everybody take a

big deep breath here please.

Deputy, holster your weapon.

- You didn't see it?

- Now or you're under arrest..

You understand me?

You didn't see it.

Take us to Matt's trailer f***ing now.

Yes, ma'am.

Ben, do you copy?

Ben, do you copy?

Ben!

This is it.

Right here.

- Did he bunk with anybody?

- Yeah.. me and Pete Mickens.

- Pete in there now?

- Yeah, he's sleeping,

he's got the night shift.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm looking for my

knight in shining armor..

I think this is his trailer.

Sh*t.. I am little short on armor.

- I don't mind.

- You don't mind?

Do you have any idea

how good it is to see you?

Like any idea?

Man o' man.

How did you get here?

I din't hear your carriage pull out.

Yes, well... My carriage wanted to

catch the eight oclock show in Lander.

So she dropped me off at the turn-out.

You did walk in that snow huh?

Like super woman?

- I think you're worth it.

- You think I'm worth it, yeah?

Would you get your ass in here like..

the baddest woman in the planet..

you know that?

I love you..

- Ah..

Feet never touch anything but cement.

Okay how about Chicago?

Baby it's the same thing as New York,

just colder.

More crime,

if you're into that kind of thing.

You think that's funny?

Alright. How about Los Angeles?

Hey, listen to me, do never ever say

that word around me again.

- It's warm there.

- I would rather be in Iraq.

Iraq's warm.

I tell you what..

I got one..

I got one...

I remember I was stationed up at this place

called Point Mugu right..

... It's about an hour north of LA.

It's Christmas, I woke up, I'm all alone,

You know. I don't have anybody..

But the navy does a Christmas time,

see there's dumb little kids

at the mess hall

you know for the guys without family.

I wasn't gonna stick around

for that bull sh*t.

So I just.. I got my truck

and a high out of there..

... and I wound up in a

little mountain town called Ojai.

I get there and it's like.. fruit farms.

Vineyards...

And there is this mountain surrounding it

you know like protecting the town.

And the people there...

like everybody smiles at each other.

They say hello... it's like

I remember thinking they were all like..

I don't know.

They had these looks in their eyes

Like they ran on some sort of secret

like they had all figured it out.

There is this mission, the Spanish mission

right there in the middle of the town.

They are having Christmas mass.

They're celebrating Christmas.

70 degrees where you know..

I just land there pick me

an orange of the tree...

... and sat down on a bench, to listen that

choir singing, eating my orange.

You know that was the best Christmas

I've ever had.

You wanna live there?

Okay.

Let's go live in Ojai.

- Okay.

- Yeah?

What time is it?

I thought they were

staying in town tonight?

I did too.

I'm sorry, Nat.

Just shut the.. uh.

It smells like sex in here.

What are you guys..

f***ing honeymoon suit?

What have you two been doing huh?

What have they been doing?

Well.. Hello lady.

- Hi, Pete.

- Hello.

Just kind of wonder,

who you got under them sheets there?

- Hey Kurt, do you mind getting him in?

- Come on, Pete.

I asked the lady a question.

What does she got underneath them sheets?

It's a fluffy downcast Pete, not very sexy.

Well, fluffy sounds good to me.

Kurt, you're gonna get him

or not man?

Mattie, wait a second,

are you naked too?

Are you naked too?

What have you two been doing?

Hey Kurt, mind getting him

out of my room please?

Are you naked to?

What have you two been doing?

Hey Kurt, could you get him in?

- Hey. Come on, Pete!

- I just want a little peek.

Kurt, why don't you come in here.

And get him out of here.

I don't see why you aren't gonna do that.

The f*** is your problem?

Why are you doing that?

- Come on, Pete.

- Do not be bullshit to me girl.

You've been showing

your little ass like flag

I've been seeing it and

all I want is a little...

All I want is a little peek.

What are you gonna do, big boy?

Come on, Pete.

What are you gonna do, come on?

What are you gonna do, big boy?

What the f***?

You're such a p*ssy

over this Prairie n*gger.

Pete!

Nat!

Hold her!

FBI! Open up.

Are you sure someone's in there?

- Hey, Pete, It's Curtis.

- Ben do you copy?

The FBI is standing

in front of the door, open up.

Jane, get away from the door!

F*** you, let's go.

- Pete, you okay?

- I'm hit..

Who is hit?

- Pete you good?

- We're good.

How many we got down?

- Two that won't get up.

- No, I'm getting up.

Goddamn it, the woman out here are spunky.

Anyone seen where that came from?

- Could you stand?

- I don't know.

We better figure it out,

cause we're not done yet.

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