Marshals

Previously on Marshals...

That last op changed everything.

I still get plenty to wake up screaming at night.

What I miss is what you got here.

Pull up a chair, Cal. I'm buying.

I think I'm gonna rain check it.

After all we've been through,

you can't sit down, have one drink with me?

I didn't realize she was your daughter

when I asked her out.

Isabel Turek, right?

Team knows me as Skinner.

I'd like to keep it that way.

You gonna get back on that horse?

Not sure I'm ready.

You say Clegg is doing this all because of you,

then focus on saving Dre.

Jury's still out on this place, but

as long as I'm here, I'm glad it's on a team with you.

Morning, cowboy.

Didn't realize you were still here.

I ain't no two-cheek sneak. You want some joe?

Make yourself at home.

Well, tell you what, Coyo.

If we'd had teammates like Andrea in the Navy,

I'd still be a SEAL.

Being held captive by the Cleggs wasn't torture enough?

Who knew I can't resist the power of a country ballad?

Well, if you want to earn room and board

for your overnight guest, you'll have to prep

the lower pastures today.

Well, want to get your hands dirty with me?

Oh, I can't. Shrink cleared me hot to go back to work.

After two weeks?

What can I say? I'm resilient.

If I haven't said it lately, thanks again for saving my ass.

- You all right, there? - Yeah.

Imagining Miles' face on that bag?

No.

It's Maddie's doing that's messed up.

Dating a nice guy is messed up?

Keeping me out of her life 'cause she refuses

to forgive the past,

and now, she's dating somebody who works for me?

Yeah, sure the hell is.

All right, resist the urge to make this about you, okay?

Time is on your side.

Cal, you want her to give you a second chance, lead by example.

Show Miles some grace.

Maybe she'll do the same for you.

Hey, wait, wait, wait.

BOP needs us to transfer some inmates

from a state facility to a federal one this afternoon, and

they need their beds back, I guess, and

I'm leaning toward sending you and Dre, but...

What do you think?

You think she's ready to get back in the field

after the whole Clegg ordeal?

I think if she's not, we need to know.

Better to test her when the bad guys are already in chains.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy, easy.

Whoa, easy, easy.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy. Easy.

Look at my reclamation projects.

This horse gets me.

It's hard to live in the past when you got a thousand pounds

of fury relying on you, huh?

Stallion's the best defense I've found

for the tornadoes in my head.

Turn you into a cowboy yet. Stetson's a good start.

After all you've done for me,

I'm not sure I deserve a gift this nice.

It's a regift, actually.

Someone gave it to me, said mine was too dirty.

They clearly don't know what it's for.

You know, I was at the end of my rope

when I landed on your doorstep.

Now, it feels like I found a new beginning.

Thank you.

No horse today?

Riding's not on the agenda.

Kayce requested my help.

Coyo'd rather wrestle a gator

than ask for help.

Must be important.

Yeah, and top secret.

Oh, I didn't realize you had company.

Hi, I'm Dolly. We met at the bar.

Oh, I know who you are.

You want to help with Kayce's project?

Oh, really wish I could,

but Cal called. I'm on the schedule today.

Sure you're ready?

It's either sink or swim, huh, sailor?

I'll see you at the Bullet later?

Table for two.

Okay.

You good to groom the horses solo?

Easy day, Coyo.

Can you make that to go? Should really get to the office.

Trying to stay on my boss's good side.

You want to stay on my good side?

Take me to see the Fescue Twins at Sound Decision.

You gonna try to make me dance?

If you're lucky.

We'll see.

Be careful.

What's that mean?

Means...

when the news talks about marshals

taking on the Cleggs,

I know that was you.

Despite you not mentioning it once

in two weeks since it happened.

You have the proper security clearance?

Does having an interest

in the well-being of the man I'm dating count?

I'm at work.

You can kiss me when we're dancing.

Hey, hey!

- There you go! - Welcome back.

Can we please not make a thing of this?

Oh, do not get shy on us now, girl.

All right, all right. You're embarrassing her.

Come on, go back to work.

All right. You ready to go back downrange, Dre?

Two weeks of psych evals had me crawling the walls.

I'm itching to go hunting.

All right. Well, what are your thoughts on bus monitoring?

You and Belle, you're gonna be ferrying

five pretrial prisoners from Atkins to Rexburg, okay?

We'll be chaperoning an embezzler,

a doctor rapist, and a few killers.

Step up in the world from the Cleggs, at least.

Straightforward prisoner transfer, okay?

Should be a smooth reentry for you, Dre.

I warned you, I am not my dad in the kitchen, but

it's sweet you're throwing Garrett a birthday dinner.

He's just been so haunted by his past.

I want him to appreciate the present.

How many folks need to enjoy the Weaver family upside-down cake?

It's just the team, so

six or seven, depending on if Cal comes.

Five marshals plus Garrett makes six.

You think I'd ask you to bake and not invite you to the party?

After my behavior at the last dinner here,

I wouldn't blame you.

Garrett!

Garrett. Garrett.

Any updates?

Uh, doctors are still working.

You inhaled a lot of smoke.

Maybe you should get checked out.

I'm fine.

Is there anyone we should call for Garrett?

Dre, it's your last chance to tap out.

Helicopter mom is not a good look on you.

I'm squared away.

I'd say she's feeling herself.

Hey, Kayce, what's up?

An old space heater in the barn

shorted out and there was a fire.

I'm at the hospital. With Garrett.

What? How bad is he?

Bad. Looked like second-degree burns.

I don't even want to think about his lungs.

Should I come there? What-what can I do?

Uh, there's nothing to do but wait.

Pray, if that's your thing. I'll keep you posted.

- What? - What-what happened?

Garrett's in the hospital.

- What? - Fire on Kayce's ranch.

He has burns.

Wait, is... Does he have smoke inhalation? I mean,

are they worried about his lungs, or...

I'm sure Kayce will brief you, too.

I can handle the transport

if you want to head to the hospital.

Kayce said there's nothing we can do but wait.

I can't have Gifford thinking I'm not ready

to come off the bench. Work will be a good distraction.

Okay, Miles, hold it down here.

I know you have a lot of work to do, so if you need to leave...

I'm not letting you face this alone.

What's the update?

Radio silence.

Hmm. Yeah, seems to be going around.

Well, you wouldn't have a beer with Double G.

Figured you didn't want to sit vigil either.

So, what happened?

There was a fire in the barn.

Garrett ran in to save the horses. Damn heroic.

Yeah, having Double G around

is more complicated for me than you know.

I drafted him onto Bravo.

I swim-buddied him,

and I groomed him for a career in the Teams.

Just to take it all away when you pulled his bird.

Mr. Garvey's in recovery. You can see him now.

Feels like this should be frogmen only.