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I feel fucking ridiculous.

You look fucking ridiculous.

You know, I was thinking you could come
to the temp battle and help out on the

weekends. Yeah, that sounds cool. Okay.
I want you to have fun tonight.

As of tonight, I intend to pass the
reins on to Robert William Jackson III.

You just fucked yourself.

Oh, careful now. Yeah, Chet always was a
lousy shot.

You should have finished me yourself,
because you're never getting another

chance. If you want me, quit acting like
a fucking staring girl there.

Put that down!

Carter, what the fuck?

Get him out of here.

God will.

Get it.

It's gonna be okay.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Carter, get up and get on your horse.
I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

I fucked up.

Carter, get back on your horse.

Come on, get it together now.

Need my rain.

Here.

Get your shit together.

Oh, wait.

Wait. No, wait. Rip.

Oh, fuck.

It's all over my fucking horse shit.

Brent, it's all over my horse.

Can we take a break?

Just stay on your fucking horse.

We're going to have to stay here.

What do we have wrapped up?

We have two 18 -game games. That works.

You get any rest?

He had never acted that way before.

Shit, Carter's done a lot of livin' for
19, honey.

Seems to run in the family.

I've broken a lot of things in my life.

I don't want to break him.

You're not going to break Carter,
sweetheart.

And we ain't perfect either.

No.

And we need to teach him how to be
unbreakable.

Fair, dear.

I know.

Thank you for calling me.

Your family needs you, son.

Glad you're here.

I made coffee.

I'll be on the porch.

What's going on, baby?

I quit school.

Why?

Cause.

Cause?

Try again.

I hated it.

You didn't give it enough time.

I didn't go to school. Don't think Riv
had it all, sunshine and fucking roses.

He had nothing. He had no choice.

You don't just get handed anything in
life. You got to work for it. You got to

be better. Do better.

School can help you learn, Carter.

Is it the only way? No.

When you're given a chance to make your
life better, you fucking grab it.

Carter, I want you happy.

But I need you ready.

Ready for the hard parts when they come
and they're coming.

I already had two parents die.

I figured that out.

You're right.

But I'm not sure that's something you
ever figure out, Carter.

And I'm sorry every day that that
happened to you.

I dream.

Cowboy. To be like Rip.

Like your dad.

When you go to work.

Today.

Rip will take you to the ten pedal.

Cowboys don't get a day off because
they're hungover.

Hurry up and get dressed. He won't wait
for you.

Yes, ma 'am.

Daddy. She had a heart attack.

He did an angioplasty.

Will she live?

She'll be fine.

When can she come home?

Your grandmother's already tried to
escape twice, baby girl.

She's a tough one.

Can I see her?

No, she wants to talk to us first.

You'll be okay, Oriana.

Keno, I need you to make peace with your
brother.

You lied to me.

I changed my mind.

I need you to fall in line.

That's the best trick he knows.

And make no mistake, you need him a lot
more than he needs you.

Well, he's the one who needs to find a
new job.

Oh, stop it.

You're a fine cowboy, but you're not a
true cattleman.

Not like Rip Wheeler.

And you got a fine head for business,
but you don't have Beth's killer

Well, they're gone, too.

Robert William, you... You are so
goddamn weak.

That's why I'm leaving the ranch to you.
It's not your prize. It's your

protection.

And Beth and Rip...

They're assets.

So y 'all don't end up in here.

Or somewhere far worse.

You're my sons.

And you're linked at the hip.

Whether you like it or not, from cradle
to grave... I'll fetch my shovel.

Enough. Is that all, Mother?

No.

No. It's fucking everything.

First time I cowboyed with my old man, I
was sore for a week.

Shit.

Father and son cowboying side by side.
That's damn beautiful, yo.

Can we do it, my kid?

Yeah, well, don't fucking rush us,
though.

Too fucking late.

What's up?

Delilah just found out.

I mean, what we just found out.

Congratulations. Thanks, boss.

Oh, Chris.

You gotta pull over. No, no, no. Don't
you fucking throw up in my truck. Hold

a second.

Oh, kid's gonna be hating life. He
already does. Look at him.

Let's go for a treat.

What's that one mean? What's that mean
now? He's like a booze hound.

Come on, man.

Let's go, son.

Let's go.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.

Watch out.

Get out of here.

Let's go.

Give in, boy.

He's better now.

Oh, yeah.

Will you help me find something sweet to
eat?

Please.

Yeah. Thanks.

See you later.

Okay.

Oh.

Should have bought you whiskey.

I'm sorry.

Oh.

I've raised boys.

Yeah, I'm still raising them.

If the worst he's done to date is a
little drunken hell racing, you've done

right by him.

Feels like we're apologizing for our
children our entire lives.

Maybe we're just apologizing for
ourselves.

Hmm.

Your retirement, Beulah, was unexpected.

Impulsive, maybe.

A little bit.

You know, it changes things.

I don't see how.

Ten pedals stronger with you and Rip,
whether I'm there or not.

Well, I didn't agree to work with your
son.

I agreed to work with you.

Well, I'm not leaving tomorrow, so...

If you're willing, I'd love for you to
just take it a day at a time.

Well, we'll talk about it when you're
out of here, shall we?

You just get better.

But he is a mistake.

Well, I'm going to let him go.

He's my son, Beth.

I will not apologize for him or myself.

If you love her, trust she'll come
around.

How do I know she'll come around,
though?

You don't. That's the trust part.

Should I saddle up a longhorn?

Boys learn his whiskey limits.

Give me a second to grab a couple of
these guys and clear them hog traps.

The rest of you guys are with Azul and
I.

Let's go to work.

Austin, Miguel.

You know the rule around here, right?

Puke. You gotta lick it up.

You hear that, Wedo? Shut the fuck up.

You good?

I'm fine, sir.

Get it together, Carter. Come on now.

Daylight burn!

Any good?

It's great.

Read it half a dozen times.

I never understand reading a book over
again.

You already know the ending.

Sometimes knowing the ending's the best
part.

I know that look, McKinney.

Why choose Rob Will?

Why wear your wedding ring?

Because I'm still married.

Yeah. Not that I want to be with her, if
that's what you're asking.

Well, sometimes the important thing is
to choose.

Keno may be my son, but he's not my
flesh and blood.

Not like Rob Will.

I love him. I do.

But... Rob Will's the choice I felt

I had to make.

Yeah, and how about when he runs your
ranch into the ground?

I don't know that I have it in me to
care anymore.

No? No. I'm tired of it.

I'm so fucking tired.

I just want to get on with the getting
on.

When I watched you almost die, well, I

hate to waste a shot at love just
because I'm so damn stubborn.

Well, I'd hate it too.

What I'm trying to say is...

I'm ready to take that final ride with
you, if you are.

Well, if I'd known that a heart attack
would

change your mind, I'd have had one
sooner.

Oh, well, I'm ready, too.

I'm going to get the hell out of this
damn bed. Well, just hold your horses

Just wait until, you know, you get
discharged.

You can either unhook me and help me, or
I'll do it myself.

And we're not going to my house either.
Well, beautiful.

All right, let's go before she comes
back.

Yes, sir.

See this baldy here? Yes, sir.

He looks a little wormy. Go on and pull
her out, will you?

Yes, sir.

He caught her.

Yeah.

You see this fence line here?

Go on and tend to it.

Oh, shit.

I forgot my gloves.

Sorry.

Go on. Here.

Take them.

Cowboy up.

On.

Roger.

Take them.

Go on, take them.

Let's go. Let's keep it moving.

Y 'all ride ahead. I'll fix this.

Over here, motherfucker.

You're gonna give me some answers.

Don't ask shit you don't wanna know.

Don't ask shit you already fucking know.

We all gotta worry about catching a
bullet now? No, no, no.

Just you.

Just you.

You're not gonna shoot me over no
fucking cows.

Kill my friends over them?

Lower those fucking rifles!

Hey, we ain't done here. I am that one's
got a temper

Where's Miss Jackson?

We're gonna run them across the scales
and worm them again.

Fucking devil.

Rookie mistake.

Triple check every fucking gate. Frank,
Tommy, grab that one.

I got it, I got it.

You okay?

I'm fine.

Your horse ain't going nowhere. Let me
get you checked. I said I'm fucking fine

as well.

Hey, don't you yell at him.

Now get on your horse.

Fuck this shit.

Go back to work.

Go.

Just going to straighten up a sec and
make the bed for you.

Just make yourself comfortable.

Don't mind me.

I can make you some chamomile tea if you
like, but don't go asking me for my

whiskey.

your lips, Beulah.

Tough day, vehicle.

He'll apologize.

Go on home, Brazil.

Take a lot of my past away.

Yes, sir.

You're going to talk or you're just
going to stare at me?

Any other hand that rode the fuck away
from me, I would have fired their ass.

Do it then.

You want to take a swing at me?

Carter,

I've lost more than I've won in this
life.

But I've learned more from my failure
than any success.

We don't get to choose the pain.

But we get to choose how we build from
it.

I understand.

I'll never be my father.

No, I won't.

I got two people who think they're
saviors because they took in an orphan.

Guess what? You ain't the only orphan in
this family.

I know what it feels like.

I ain't the only asshole either.

Hey.

Carter?

Carter!

Where are you going?

I'm out of here.

I grew up between Montana and Texas.

No one noticed.

Shit, Carter.

Forgive me if I didn't hear your balls
drop on the ride down here.

Wait. Hey.

You didn't ask for us.

Okay, I know.

But you and I, we were given to one
another.

And I'm sure as hell glad that we were.

I'm sorry. I haven't been there for you.

I'm going to try harder.

I'm not really a natural at this shit,
you know?

Neither am I.

You held my hand when I said goodbye to
my dad.

And I was in the room when you said
goodbye to yours.

None of it is fair.

But perhaps some of it is meant.

Better not. I need to go.

To be alone.

Go. Just know this will always be your
home.

I hear the old bird's on the mend.

Sadly, yes.

Meaning what?

Just a little flashy for my taste.

No offense.

That's a murder weapon.

Which murder?

Wes Ayers.

Rob Will killed him.

With that.

This is your warrant.

And where's Wes's body?

I don't know.

You don't know?

I'm working on it.

For Christ's sake, zucchini.

Your family's crazier than a stack of
cats in a rainstorm.

They're no longer my family.

I ain't so sure you get it decided. I
just did.

I'll tell you what.

You can go play your game of Clue
elsewhere.

Have you forgotten who I am?

No. I just don't want to give a fuck.

Hello.

Yeah, hang on.

You can leave that.

And I want you to shut that door on your
way out.

Beer and two shots of Jack.

What'd you go to prison for?

It's an impolite question.

That's why I'm asking.

I was drunk.

Had a fight with my girl, Terry Jane.

Put my pick up in reverse.

Didn't realize she'd follow me out till
it was too late

We had another question you

Can

I fucking trust you

I fucking trust Rip With your life

You want to talk?

What happened to Xena?

She's at that Texas Zufari park down in
Kaufman.

Didn't you shoot her too?

Careful.

You're going to get to question my
integrity once.

It's good to see you sobered up.

You done making a fool of yourself?

I want a job.

Try the unemployment office.

No, I want a job with you.

You need a GED, a word of plumber, plus
a basic peace

officer course.

Do I?

I think if Dwight White were here, he'd
think differently.

Go on, son.

There's nothing for you out here.

Something's always felt off.

Like the way they still brought in big
cattle loads after the border got shut

down because of Screw Worm?

You know this for sure.

Wes wanted to get to the bottom of it.

But he'd up to rob Will, and then ended
up dead.

The bottom of what?

Ten Petals got an operation down in
Mexico that steals and smuggles cattle

illegally.

Forwarded all the paperwork for Border
Patrol and cattle brokers.

The place is so mismanaged.

It's the only way they've kept the
lights on.

Kept living in luxury.

In hell.

It's the only way they've been able to
afford a goddamn thing.

The whole Jackson family's crooked.

Top to bottom.

They ain't ranchers. Those motherfuckers
are thieves.

Putting every ranch in South Texas at
risk.

That would explain Bullitt.

Foot and mouth.

When's the next load?

Too late.

Hola, papá.

Necesito tu ayuda.