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Previously
on AMC's "The Son"...

I'd rather die
than be a slave.

Who blew up my rig?!

Let the people know in your
heart you're a Comanche.

We start killing folks
like the old days,

it's gonna become a habit.

This club is
my hiding place.

I'm not running off
with a married man.

Tar.

And it's a mile
on the wrong side

of my neighbor's fence.

Pedro Garc�a
ain't gonna go without a fight.

Get that dynamite ready.

Come on.

This your gringo?

Yep.

Daddy?

It's okay.

It's okay.

Come on.

Come on, Son.

Let's get those chains
off you.

Okay.

Top of the morning, Pete.

I do admire that beard.

Get in the car, Niles.

Sure thing, Colonel.

That's better.

Nice, Jonas. Nice.

Good.

Ah, that bit there.

Did you hear that?
Did you hear the joke?

What?

The joke.

People think Bach
is cold and mathematical,

but here he's having
some fun with us

by weaving in some melodic
quotes from some popular songs.

That, in German,
is called a quodlibet,

which is what
he named this section.

See, this line...

...is from a popular German folk
song called "Kraut und Ruben."

Did you get the joke?

I thought jokes
were supposed to be funny.

Well, to a German,
that is funny.

You sassin' your teacher?

Uh, no. No, no.
He's... He's fine.

Okay, now let's move on
to the Aria.

All right.

Is it him?

Stealing the horse
is out of the question.

Too many damn vaqueros.
I almost just got spotted.

Now, there are some ranch roads
between here and Los Herrera.

If we're lucky,
we... we can...

get picked up on a ride.

I need you to get changed.

We can't stay in this barn.

I'm sorry.
We need to keep moving.

I can't reckon
what's in your mind right now.

But I want... want you
to know one thing.

My daddy's gonna pay
for what he did. I promise you.

I will gut that son of a bitch,
no matter what it takes.

I don't care what happens to me.
I'm gonna kill him.

No, you won't.

What?

You heard me.

You're weak.

Always have been.

Lean your head back.

That's good.

How'd you find me,
anyway?

Oh, spread
enough cash around,

you can unearth
the Lost Ark of the Covenant.

What do the kids think?

Oh, they think
you're a hero.

How's that?

Well, you crossed the border
into Mexico chasing bandits,

and that was the last anyone
ever heard of you.

And what child
doesn't want to believe

their Daddy is a paladin?

You know, there's a lot
to be said for wild country,

country that's not in love
with keeping track

of where a man is
every second of every day.

Used to be like that
in Texas.

You didn't like your life,
you could pick up. Move on.

Be somewhere else.
Be somebody new.

Don't squirm when
I'm talking to you straight.

You have no idea
what you did to this family.

The hole you left.

Nobody grieved.
Nobody moved on.

We all held out hope
that you'd be back.

Four months of waiting.

Four months
of uncertainty.

It was hell,
but we did it.

And you incurred a debt.

If you come back,
you're back for good.

You tore Sally up and you broke
those kids' hearts

and I never want to
see that happen again.

You gotta promise me
you are in this.

And if you can't,

then I'll buy you a horse
and send you on your way,

tell everyone that you died
in the arms of Montezuma.

Jeannie.

Jonas. Charles.

The thought of seeing them

is the only thing
that kept me alive.

I need to hear the words.

I promise.

Glad to have you back,
Son.

You see, that "60 Minutes" piece
proved me right.

You give these people
mountains of money,

and all they do is shake
their swords at each other.

Before us,
they were living in tents.

Now they're shitting
in gold-plated toilets.

I tell you what,

this Hussein moron
is pissing in the face of OPEC

saying quotas don't matter.

Well, that's gonna shave off
a buck a barrel easy,

you watch.

There's gonna be
a war over this.

Maybe not tomorrow,
but it is coming.

Dickie, I gotta run.

Rosa, I swear

you tried to put 85 candles
on that thing, didn't you?

I tried.

It's from Baskin-Robbins.

Oh, my.

We know
it's your favorite.

Oh, bless your hearts.

I'm touched, truly.

Now what to wish for?

Hell, I always
pick the same thing.

Let's open some champagne.

I remember my granddaddy

giving a birthday toast
from these steps.

Oh, 'course,
he was about my age.

I-I don't wanna tell you
how long ago that was.

He has been dead many years now

but I still feel like
he's whispering in my ear.

Usually something profane,
but spot on.

We stay connected to our kin.

Least I think so.

And we stay connected
to places too.

Like this drafty old house.

And the land
that its bones rest upon.

It's all part of me.

Maybe part of you.

Rosa, your grandmamma Inez
cared for this house

when I was just a tadpole.

As did your momma,
and now you.

Now, that is a legacy.
And that means somethin'.

My children have scattered
to the four corners,

pursuing their own lives.

I don't resent that.

But, oh, I do miss 'em
on days like this.

And having y'all around,
it... it makes a difference.

Well, now
I'm just getting maudlin.

To legacy.

It's all you got in the end.

Thank you, ma'am.

I like what you said
about legacy.

Ulises, right?

Yes, ma'am.

Where your people from?

Not too far
across the border.

You ever get home?

No.

Your parents were well-read
I'll bet,

picking that name.

They had a lot of books.

Grandparents too.

You get those hornet nests
cleaned out?

Yes, ma'am.

You expecting me
to tip you?

Uh, no, ma'am.

But there is, um,
one thing.

Out with it, come on.

If you need help
in your stables,

I could be useful.

I been riding rodeos
since I was ten.

Just wanted you to know
that I have other skills.

That's quite a pair of balls
you got there.

I've never punished a man
for that.

I'll talk to Jorge,

see if we can find you
a slot in the stables.

Thank you,
Miss McCullough.

But you only got
one chance.

You mess up
one of my mares,

I'll have you shipped south
tout suite.

I won't let you down.

Now I'll grant you,

Mexican women are not generally
distinguished for beauty,

but I'm partial.

I find
any deficiency of feature

mitigated by their full
and voluptuous figures.

They are some pumpkins,

as the Missourians
like to say...

Mind tellin' me
why Niles Gilbert's here?

I put him on payroll.
He's useful.

He lynched a man
in front of my son.

He really knows
who burned down his bar.

Better to keep our assholes
inside our pants.

Uh-oh.

Carrancistas.

Uh-huh. Reckon so.

Well,
we best get movin'.

I thought you said
this road was clear.

That's what
the comerciante said.

I count nine.

Ten.

Take this.

Pete.

Hey.

W-Where you goin'?
What's he up to?

Hold on to this.

Hola, Capit�n.

Me llamo
Peter McCullough.

�Norteamericano?

S�, s�, s�.

These men and I, uh,

we're ranchers
from the Rio Grande Valley.

Your men and mine,
we share a common enemy.

Is that right?

The sediciocos.

The bandits...
They come over the border.

They steal our cattle.

We hate them
as much as you do.

We lost them
over in the hills.

Coming here
was a big mistake.

The enemy of my enemy
is not my friend.

ITambi�n odiamos
los americanos!

Boy's not that bright,
is he?

But... he's the only one
I've got.

Please... don't shoot him.

You'll break
a father's heart.

And...

you'll hurt yourselves.

How is that?

Your Presidente
needs Wilson to recognize him

as the legitimate leader
of Mexico.

Dead Americans
won't help his cause.

Plus...

we'll shoot back.

All I want is to get my people
home in time for Christmas.

Will you let us pass?

Go.

Don't come back.

Merry Christmas.

What the hell
were you thinking?

Whoo!
Here they come!

Go on, Son.

Give your wife a kiss.

Kill the fatted calf!

Our prodigal son
has returned!

I'll take a card.
You're up.

Shoot.

Dammit,
I can't hear anything.

Can we focus
on the game?

I wanna know
what's goin' on.

You're a little snoop
is what's goin' on.

I don't believe Daddy was
in Mexico chasing bandits.

Why not?

Just doesn't sound like
somethin' he'd do.

Hmm.
There's gotta be

some other reason
he got thrown in jail.

He shot
a bunch of Mexicans.

You get thrown in jail
for that, dummy.

A white fella gets caught
killing Mexicans...

In Mexico...

They don't let him out
again, dummy.

C'mon, Charles.
Your move.

Yeah.

The house looks good.

Fixed up.

Gus did the work.
New foreman.

Used to be a bulldogger.

Wow.

Lotta new faces.

Gonna take
some gettin' used to.

Black faces, you mean.

Well...

Most of our Tejano hands
moved on.

Given all that happened.

Don't reckon
I blame 'em.

Let's stop pussy-footin' around.
Where is she?

Where is...?

Do I really
have to say it?

I took her over the border...
To keep her alive,

that's all.

You need to
understand that.

We understand.

Continue.

We parted ways
in Los Herrera.

I ran afoul
of some muchachos,

and soldiers arrested me.

You all know the rest.

Now, Pete,

when you and Miss Garc�a
parted ways,

did she mention
where she was headed?

I didn't ask.

I thought it would be
better for her health.

I'm gonna go
see my kids now.

So, I'm fixin' to drive out
to the ole cedar grove

and dig us up
a Christmas tree.

Anyone wanna keep
their old man company?

Yeah, sure, be good to
get out of this house.

I seen some good ones
up at north end.

Great.
Bug? What do you say?

Do I have to?

No. Course not.

I'll stay here then.

Out of curiosity.

That day
at the Garc�a house.

Were there any Mexican bandits
there at all?

Or did you just kill
women, children and servants?

You know what happened.

Yeah, I know
the story you fed me.

We took fire.
We retaliated in kind.

Niles Gilbert
was there,

and so was
the Law & Order League.

And you had him
calling the shots.

So, I got a pretty good idea
how it went down.

It's a hard world, Sal.

Bullshit.

The Garc�as had oil,

You wanted it,
so you took it.

That's a choice.

Don't blame it
on the world.

You're the one lit a bomb
under this family.

Pete is the way he is
'cause of you.

You selfish,
vicious old man.

Pete's home.

That's a lot
for you to absorb.

I completely understand.

Shit!

Aah!

Tell me English
for this.

"Top hat."

Top hat.

Yeah.

I look good.

Here.

Bring that to your wife.

Maybe she'll like you more.

My wife likes me fine.

Tiehteti.
What is wrong?

This house reminds me
of something.

All right, boys,
put it in the corner over there.

Get your hand under.

Well, that's gonna make
one fine Christmas tree.

Hey, might I borrow your daddy
for a spell?

Why don't you boys
go grab some food.

Sure thing.

Sounds good.

How's Sally?

She hung your clothes
in the guest room.

Well,
she's got every right.

Where are we goin'?
Up to see the Colonel.

He wants to take you
out on a job.

Oh, I...
I ain't ready.

Daddy and I,
we had many conversations

about whether or not
to bring you home,

and I just gotta tell you,
I was...

I was against it.

Well,
what do you expect?

You stood
against our family.

I was on the right side of that
and you know it.

Right.

You see, you're
such a good man, Pete.

You're so decent.

But you're also
unreliable.

And forced to choose
between good and reliable,

I choose reliable
every time

and so do those kids.

Now you may feel all warm
going Christmas tree shopping,

but you weren't here.

You weren't here
to see Jonas cry,

or Charles
beating his chest

just trying to be
the man of house at his age,

or seeing the hardness
growing in Jeannie's eyes.

Your idea of a good man needs
to include being here for them.

I ain't goin' anywhere.

Well, in case
you haven't noticed,

the only way back in
is through him.

So, c'mon.

These are
the surrounding ranches.

We've been buying up the mineral
rights from our neighbors.

The red tracts are
the properties we got so far.

So we're
wildcatters now?

The minute
we hit a gusher,

those leases
will be like printing money.

We'll control all the oil
in South Texas.

I see a lot of red.
How'd y'all pay for it?

Creatively.

The Garc�a wells...
Here, here and here...

Are very productive.

Garc�a No. 3
in particular.

Garc�a No. 3?

I didn't name it.
The surveyor did.

Now, Percy Midkiff.

He has declined to sell me
his mineral rights.

How come?

He thinks
Daddy's a pagan savage.

He has no idea.

Seems this Christ-venerating
neighbor of ours

has designed a plan to
enrich himself at our expense.

Percy has set up his wells
all along here.

He's drilling slantways
to hook my oil.

This act of thievery
ends tonight.

What are you
planning on doing?

Gum up his wells,
break his drill bits.

Once that cement dries,
Percy will be the proud owner

of five
cracked drill assemblies,

which he bought
on credit.

He'll have no choice
but to sell to us.

Why do you want me along?
Why... Why not Phineas?

You and I have been working
at cross-purposes.

We gotta fix that.

Back. That's it.

Keep it comin'.

Right up on the edge here.

Get it in there.

Got four more.

C'mon, boys. Faster.

Bring that second tub
around.

Get it over here.

Gus!

I see headlights!
Someone's comin'!

Get those trucks
back to the ranch!

Pete! Get over here.

Let's get these fellas
on our tails. Come on.

Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah!

Pete!

You think if I give
my top hat to Red Bird,

he'll send his wife
to my tipi?

I like his wife.

I think Red Bird
would punch you.

It'd be worth it,
though.

Oh, shit.

Come on.

Eli.

Eli!

Eli!

Who did this?

Apaches.

They... They...

It's okay.
It's gonna be okay.

Toshaway! Toshaway!

How was Mexico?

Get more horses?
Scalps?

I shouldn't have left.
I should have stayed here.

Shut up.
We needed the horses.

Who knew the Apaches would
grow balls all of a sudden?

They must have been watching.
Mm.

They must have known the
warriors were gone. Yeah.

Sneaky little bastards,
huh?

So, what are we
gonna do?

God!

Why, you...

Aw, geez!

God!

Is Poco Bueno back?

Yeah. Nothing but
a greenstick fracture.

Gus is
patching him up now.

Mm.

Sounds like I missed
quite the little dust up.

I've seen worse.

Did they spot you
at the wells?

Oh, no.
It was too dark.

Could have been anyone
mucking around out there.

But the damage is done.

You did good, boys.

I'm proud of you both.

Get!