Sheriff Country

Previously on Sheriff Country...

There is this company called Emerald Eden.

They've been snatching up the best

cannabis-producing land in Edgewater,

and they're using hardball tactics to get it.

Dale! Dale?

Congratulations, Mr. Ford.

Your client continues terrorizing

the residents of this county.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

You need to calm down.

Who's behind Emerald Eden?

You want us to do you like we did that grower?

Maybe this isn't a good idea.

Boone, I know you like her.

So stop pretending.

Tell her how you feel.

- Hey, Mickey. - Dawson.

I mean, "Alec."

Alec and I had a thing, back when

he was an undercover agent.

The DEA is making a claim

on the three million you confiscated.

You can't just waltz in here and take it.

I'm afraid I just did, Mickey.

Our three million will be leaving the sheriff's office

tomorrow in an armored truck.

- So, what's the plan? - Someone stole that three million dollars.

This town has no idea what's coming.

Long time since me and you have been up here.

- Yeah. - What do you think, Skye?

- It's cold. - Ha.

We used to bring your mom up here fishing

when she was yea high.

First time... she was four, maybe...

she caught a rainbow trout right out there.

It was half as big as she was.

As soon as that thing comes out of the water,

she starts screaming, "Throw it back, Daddy.

Throw it back."

Come on, it was staring right at me.

So, I grab the fish,

which was not a happy fish, by the way,

and I try to take the hook out.

Well, your mom, she starts flailing,

and she sets the hook.

She set it right through my thumb.

I'm bleeding worse than the fish,

and I got my thumb down its gullet,

it's going crazy, and your grandmother jumps down

and she snipped the line,

she threw the trout back in the water

and she scooped your mama up in a big old hug.

Your grandmother was one hell of a woman.

I see her every time I look at the two of you.

You're feeling awfully sentimental today.

You know, after Brandon died, I...

I felt so alone.

But now, I realize I was never really alone.

The two of you, and Dad, were always there for me.

Love you, honey.

I love you.

And I love you, Dad.

More than you know.

He's flying really low, isn't he?

Drug Enforcement.

They're heading towards Deadwater.

Yeah, let's go. Move, move, move.

Breach and clear, breach and clear. Move, move, move.

Tanner Cook, put your hands up

- against the wall! - Get up against the wall now!

- Don't move! - Move, move!

Get your hands up!

- We're all clear! - Resisting. - Get off me!

Don't resist!

Clear left, clear right. Find him.

Martin "Brownie" Ball, you're under arrest.

- Hands behind your back. - Do as you're told, you won't get hurt.

- Mommy! - Show me your hands! - What the hell are you doing?

- We're legal growers. We have permits. - You're hurting her.

- Stop it. - I'm okay. I'm okay, baby.

- I'm-I'm a farmer. - That's not a crime.

That's not a crime! That doesn't even make...

Please, you're hurting my arm. Please.

Federal government needs body armor for soccer moms now?

Well, maybe if you'd done your job

in the first place, Deputy, we wouldn't need to be here.

What did you just say to me?

You have an interstate drug cartel

operating under your nose.

This whole department

has been way too friendly with these people.

You need to choose your next few words

- real carefully. - Boone.

Agent Kane, my office.

You said you wanted an interrogation room,

not half the damn station.

You need choppers and Humvees to bring in farmers now?

They stopped being farmers the second

they stole three million dollars of DEA money in broad daylight.

- You familiar with JoAnne Henshaw? - Sure.

Mama Joe. She's one of the OG growers, lives on the mountain.

JoAnne Henshaw is the mastermind of a criminal cartel

operating right here in Edgewater.

We're still piecing it together, but six months ago,

Henshaw used her influence over Edgewater growers

to form a so-called co-op.

It's really just a homegrown cannabis cartel.

The money you recovered in the woods,

- that three million dollars? - The money

you took from my department.

It's cartel money.

The proceeds of an interstate drug deal

brokered by Mama Joe and her cartel counterparts,

with some dealers out of Colorado.

We took these two days ago outside of Mama Joe's cabin.

That is Tanner Cook, six years

in prison on federal weapons charges.

Martin "Brownie" Ball,

who's been in and out of your county jails

for half his life, and Luna Miller...

- A legal grower. - Who just this year was involved

- in a shootout on the open road. - She was robbed,

Alec, trying to pay her taxes.

Growing weed in California is not a crime.

We're not charging them in California, Mickey.

The second that they sent drugs across state line,

it became the DEA's problem.

All right.

Walk me through this.

My contacts in Colorado gave me two names...

Dale Hawkins and Tanner Cook.

My agents are with Dale in the hospital now. He's not talking.

So we put our focus on Tanner.

We surveilled him outside of Mama Joe's cabin in Deadwater.

And as you can see, they were not alone.

This morning, we served a search warrant

on Mama Joe's cabin and several other locations.

We recovered a portion of the stolen money buried ten feet

outside of Brownie's front door.

And Mama Joe?

By the time we got to her cabin, she was gone.

Looks like she's on the run.

All right, I'll put out a BOLO.

We just got a call.

Building manager requesting a welfare check.

Oh, can you handle it? I-I'm in the middle of this.

The address belongs to Liman Ford.

The lawyer for Emerald Eden?

Let's go.

- Wait. Who's Liman Ford? - Somebody who's

been intimidating local growers,

trying to get them to sell their land.

Ford is the lawyer who papered the deal.

The federal Drug Enforcement Administration

has carried out a series of dramatic early-morning raids

across Edgewater County.

No statement has been issued,

but we're told that several arrests have been made

in a sweep reminiscent

of the so-called CAMP...

or Campaign Against Marijuana Planting...

raids of the 1990s, when...

What the hell's going on out there?

Look, it's not smart to come here, Joe.

It would've been dumber to call.

I got the warning when I heard the DEA

was moving up the mountain.

Threw my dogs in the truck, hauled ass out the back.

Tried to warn the others, but it's too late.

They got Brownie, Tanner and Luna.

They got Luna?

Here.

Hmm.

Someone must've talked.

- Who? - I don't know.

- Dale? - No, no, couldn't have been Dale, no.

Well, doesn't matter anyway.

It's only a matter of time before your name comes up.

It's time to get the hell out of Dodge, old man.

I got a cousin in Alaska.

You can come with.

Two sets of eyes on the road are better than one.

And it's easy enough to cut into Canada on rez land, but

we got to leave now.

I can't just leave.

You can't stay.

They put you in this time,

the way you pop those heart pills,

old as we are, you ain't never getting out.

I got a truck packed. Now grab a bag, let's go.

Okay. You go.

- Wes! - I have things to take care of.

It'll... A couple hours.

I'll be two hours behind you.

I'll meet you.

I'll see you soon.

Building manager says no one's seen Ford since Friday.

That's the day we questioned him

for being involved in the land-grab campaign.