Yellowstone 1x9 -

"It is heavy," John agreed, his voice a gravelly rasp. "It’s got a hundred years of our blood soaked into it. Hard to breathe that in every day and not feel the weight."

Kayce materialized out of the dark, walking with that silent, predator-like gait he had brought back from the desert. He stood beside his father, neither of them speaking for a long moment. It was the Dutton way—the important things were always said in the silence. "Monica and Tate?" John asked eventually. Yellowstone 1x9

"Then we'll have to tear the church down," Jenkins muttered. "It is heavy," John agreed, his voice a gravelly rasp

"We will," Rainwater agreed, his voice calm but absolute. "But don't mistake him for a peaceful monk, Dan. When you try to tear down a man's church, he doesn't pray for you. He builds a gallows." He stood beside his father, neither of them

Jamie finally looked up, his face pale, eyes hollowed out by sleepless nights. "I am protecting this family."