My son, he is dead. And up on Powder River, there is a man trying to forget that he ever existed. So I'm gonna go up there to remind him. Don't expect me to care for one boy. Help me, please. Can you shoot? If I have to. All you will have to. My people lived here over 2,000 years. White folk come like locals, helping over each other's bad to steal money. I just need a few acres of that. Revenge. You ain't the only one. We're talking for David Lelment. Hey, and exactly look at me, fine, man. Come home, you trawlin' with. Maybe it's best for you to see the world as a radio. Yes. Us. Then. I got a nap for survival. Race country. You're gonna win. You can't thought fair. You wanna have some fun? Not quite the world what I expect. The only story I can tell is mine. You need here a better moment. I'm gonna go. One day you'll go home. Home is here. With you. How we met? Why? We met. It was in the stars.