All language subtitles for agorinsti.S02E02

Funny.

I don't remember
authorizing your release.

That's because I didn't ask.

You know, just because you
feel like ready to leave

doesn't mean you are.

That's exactly what it means.

You know, I can have you restrained.

Just let me look at the sutures.

Come on.

Have a seat.

You can put that on the bed.

No, I can't.

I did my best to
straighten the incision...

Looks like your vet used a bread knife.

Well, it's healing...

Those should come out in a few days

and then you'll be free

to terrify small children
at the rec center's pool.

- Yeah.
- Not a joke.

I want you swimming twice a week.

With an instructor...

I know how to swim.

You don't know how to
swim to rehab this.

My office will put you in touch
with a physical therapist.

You know, you're in this situation
because you ignored your doctor.

He saw a mass on your CT scan,

he said schedule an
appointment, and you didn't.

And so now you've had major surgery

for what a pill could've fixed.

When's the last time you
saw a dermatologist...

Oh, for fuck's sake, Keith.

Thank you.

You alright?

Yeah. Just hurts to sit.

Sorry.

Didn't see that one.

Jesus, son.

Are you aiming for them??

If you know a smoother way back,

you let me know and I'll take it!

Just, pull over here.

Maybe it's a little soon to come home.

Yeah, well, I could say the same to you.

What's that mean?

It means, you don't fight, Kayce.

Understand me?

If wranglers get worked over,
then wranglers handle it.

How am I supposed to
sleep in the same room

- with men I won't defend?
- You aren't.

I'm gonna fix that problem, too.

What, you walking home now?

I don't even know whose field this is.

Me neither.

Ten years ago I did.

I think I finally understand you, son.

Yeah, well if you wanna
to explain me to me,

I'm all ears.

You know, there's being
scared to die, son,

and knowing it's coming.

When you know it's coming,

tomorrow stops factoring
into your decisions,

because you know you're
never gonna see it.

Then you...

Then you live.

And you realize you ain't dead,
and you're not gonna die.

And now you gotta face all
of them decisions you made.

And out of all that,
you gotta figure out

how to let yourself start living again.

I don't know how to do that.

Yeah.

Shit, I don't know.

I don't know.

But we'll figure it out.

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This is how many acres?

324.

Listing price is 4.9.

How motivated are the sellers?

Well, they tried to
spend the winter here.

All right. Offer 3.5. No escrow. Cash.

- Seven day close.
- Don't you want to see it first?

I'm seeing it now.

Okay...

I'll head back to the office
and write up the offer...

Actually, let me show you one more.

This one isn't on the market,

but I know the property
well, and I think...

So why are you showing it to me?

You said every large
property in the county,

- right?
- For sale.

It's called the Pelican Ranch.

Why is it called the Pelican Ranch?

Maybe they saw a goose and
thought it was a pelican,

who the fuck knows.

It's 1,100 acres...

What's with the wit?

Doing some fast math on your commission

make you a little cocky? Feeling good?

Showing us properties
that aren't for sale?

Boy, you're on a tear.

You might even go home and lay
some pipe to the old lady.

Look at you, with your capped
teeth and your spray tan.

Get out of my office.

- I don't... What...
- Get the fuck out of my office.

Go write up the offer.

When it's done, email it,

so I don't have to look at you again.

And when you get your commission,

I want you to shove
it up your waxed ass,

you cheesy motherfucker.

Fuck, I hate real estate agents.

Got your checkbook handy, Bobby?

Let's take this party on the road.

You the teacher's aide?

No, I'm the teacher.

I saw this video on Pornhub

and this is exactly how it starts.

Misogyny. How refreshing.

If you can work in a Pocahontas joke,

you'll hit the trifecta.

- Now that you mention it...
- What's your name?

Trent.

Can you tell me the
definition of power, Trent?

Hmm?

It's the ability to direct or influence

another's behavior or
a course of events.

That's what I have...

I can remove you from
this class and fail you.

Or I can send you before
the dean for violating

the student code of conduct.

These are all things that can
alter the course of your life.

That's power. And you don't have any.

When Christopher Columbus
first came in contact

with Native Americans,

it was the Arawak people in the Bahamas.

I'll read to you from
Columbus's journal:

"They willingly traded us
everything they owned...

They do not bear arms,
and do not know them,

for I showed them a sword,
they took it by the edge

and cut themselves out of ignorance.

They will make fine slaves...

With fifty men we could
subjugate them all

and make them do whatever we want."

You ever feel like that, Trent?

Ever feel like making
someone do what you want,

whether they want to or not?

It's a very European mentality,

stemming from the oppressive political

and religious structures
of the Renaissance.

Kings and priests with absolute power

ruling masses who have none.

That was the mentality of the
men who discovered America.

And it is the mentality our
society struggles with today...

What you know of history is a
dominant culture's justification

for its actions.

And I don't teach that.

I'll teach you what happened.

To my people. And to yours.

Because we are all the
descendants of the subjugated.

Every one of us.

You did well.

Were you nervous?

Terrified.

So, um, that's new?

What happened?

I fell down.

- Excuse me, Miss, um...
- Long.

Miss Long.

I'm sorry. I wasn't...

I didn't mean to... I was just...

I know what you were doing.

I'm sorry.

Insult me or anyone else in my class

and you're out.

Apology accepted.

Thank you.

Day one and you're already
winning hearts and minds.

That mind is far from won.

But it's not lost either.

This opportunity is what
you make of it, Monica.

Now, in the classroom

I have every faith that
you're gonna make it count.

But there are plenty of other resources

that are available to you, as well.

Physical therapy, if
that's something you need.

It is.

It's covered under
your insurance policy.

Just call and make an appointment.

And you should look
into faculty housing.

There's housing?

You need to read over
your welcome packet.

See, a university is like
its own little world.

And this whole world is open to you now.

So, go enjoy it.

_

Can I help you?

Why do you call it the Pelican Ranch?

We moved from San Francisco.

Always worried we'd miss the ocean.

When our agent brought us here,

there was a pelican sitting in the pond.

Like the ocean followed us here.

Our agent said he'd never
seen a pelican here before.

Sandy hair, great tan, white teeth?

You know Mike?

It wasn't a pelican.

Sure looked like one.

Did it fly off when you drove up?

No, it sat in the center of the pond

the whole time we were here.

Haven't seen it since, though.

That's because it was a decoy.

A big strange bird in
the middle of the pond

scares away other birds.

Birds that like to eat
the trout in the pond.

Got any trout in the pond?

- Not like we used to.
- Mm-hmm.

I'd like to buy your ranch.

Oh, it's not for sale.

Everything's for sale, buddy.

How much?

- I mean...
- Name your price.

Nine million?

Now, get out of my house.

Whoa, whoa.

This is what you call
low-man work, Jimmy.

What do you think you are?

Why isn't Cowboy out here?

He's a day-worker, Jimmy.

His ass stays in the saddle.

I've worked on a few ranches

where my ass never left
the saddle neither.

Maybe you should've
stayed there, Walker.

Don't I know it.

What's that?

I didn't hear you.

Won't fight. Won't work.

But you'll sure eat our food, won't ya?

And sit in our field,

and sing like a fucking tourist.

Oh, it's your field, is it, Rip?

Mm-hmm.

These are set.

Jimmy, go get on the quad.

It's grinding, square it off.

Keep it tight, boys.

Bulls will walk through a loose
wire like it ain't even there.

Hey. The fuck you doing standing there.

Start wrapping wire.

Hell I'm leaving tonight.

You can spend my week's wages at the bar

for all I give a shit.

All these great ranches
that you worked at, Walker,

why not go back to one of them?

How'd you get in my truck? Huh?

Because I can't leave the state.

There's plenty of ranches in Montana.

No, it's because they wouldn't have you.

Why is that, uh?

When I start making phone calls,

what am I gonna find out about you?

Well, I reckon I got a fondness
for the farmer's daughter.

I guess we got that in common, don't we?

Come on.

I'm gonna take your fucking heart out

through your throat, Walker.

And shove that little
fuckin' knife up your ass.

Come on.

If this goes down, we gotta pick sides.

I'm on whatever side you're on.

You won't die today, Walker.

But you've taken your last step.

Let's see what kinda cowboy
you are in a wheelchair.

Here you go.

I'm done with this place.

Want to shoot me in the back, old fart?

Go for it.

Wherever you go, Walker,

I'll find you.

The whole bunkhouse is watching.

Why do you think I did it, Lloyd.

We got two miles of fence to build.

Let's go to work.

Fence work don't suit you?

Nothing suits me about this place.

Where you headed?

You know the deal...

gonna wander around 'til
the next job finds me.

Walker,

you run into trouble,
walk the other way.

Nice seeing you, Cowboy.

Where you headed?

I quit.

How come?

I'm a cowboy.

And that's all. You know what I mean?

Yeah, well, you know, that's
all we need from you.

That's not all you
needed the other night.

The other night won't happen again.

You say that.

Then someone else says
something different.

Can't figure out who runs this deal.

I run it.

And he runs it.

You don't listen to nobody else.

Head on back to the bunkhouse.

Head on back.

Take me to the house.

We're making some changes.

All right, just, ah...

just sign these two at the bottom,

I'll have Beth fill them out.

Here.

That was Lee's.

- When do I start training?
- Soon.

But let's...

Let's get this bunkhouse
figured out first.

You haven't mentioned her, Kayce.

Not once.

Or Tate.

Or why you're not with them.

What's talking about it gonna do?

It'd help you form a
plan to get them back.

Plans are not change
the way someone feels.

When Lee ran this place, he...

he was honest

and he was fair with everyone.

That's what I need from you.

But you can't be that
way with others, son,

until you're that way with yourself.

I miss them.

What happened?

You happened, Dad.

Then everything happened.

Kayce.

Send Rip up to the house.

You enjoying your fuckin' self?

Beautiful day. Until now.

He in there?

He who?

Hey, Rip.

Come here.

My father wants to see you.

Hey, hey. Now.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Yeah, have a... Have a seat.

In a lot of ways,

you're the only person I can trust, Rip.

Because you're the only person

that doesn't benefit when I'm gone.

You do it for me.

Yes, sir.

And I always will.

I hope so.

'Cause what I'm asking next...

it'll be the hardest.

Kayce needs to learn
how to run this place.

Needs to learn how to lead these men.

And he can't do that while
he's living with them.

You understand what I'm asking?

There's beer in the fridge.

I don't drink.

Figures.

That's not a penalty!

- It is a penalty 'cuz he sucks.
- You still want the bet?

- You still want the bet?
- Yeah, I'll take 3 and 1. I'll take 3 and 1.

Why do they both these teams
have the same fuckin' mascot?

Jimmy, you've literally lived here

- for your entire life.
- Be quiet. Be quiet.

And you don't know
the difference between the two?

So those are the Wildcats,
and those are the Bobcats.

- What's the fuckin' difference?
- The difference is...

Just stop, he doesn't know
what he's talking about.

A bobcat is a specific breed.

A wildcat is just a cat that
went wild. That's a run!

So they named their entire team
after a cat that just like,

got out of the house?

It's not rocket science.

- It's football.
- Kid's got a point.

Y'all are ruining this for me,

shut the fuck up.

Bobcats look good.

I got my money on 'em.

Okay, so just to clarify,

Colby's mom, that's a cougar?

That'll be the last time you ever
refer to my mom as a cougar.

She prefers wildcat?

Rawr.

Rawr.

And you thought you got out of prison.

Nope.

Hell, I just stumbled into another one.

Should we mount up?

Not up to me, Jimmy.

What's going on?

No clue.

The sooner you push it to a head,

the sooner it's behind you.

You know he's not gonna follow me.

Just you.

Ain't about his respect, son.

It's about everyone else's.

We'll push 'em up the valley

then over the saddle to East River Road.

We'll take that up the canyon.

Ryan, you and Colby got point.

Walker, Cowboy... you're on swing.

Avery and Jimmy, you got flank.

Rip.

You and Lloyd are riding drag.

Let's go.

Hope you boys got your wild rags.

It's gonna be a bit dusty.

What the hell's going on?

Just a little reminder, Lloyd.

They may let us stay here
and get old and rusted.

But we're just tools.

And that's all we'll ever be.

Goddam it, Jimmy!

It's too big a gap!

You hold your spot or
the whole herd goes.

- Here I'll give him a hand.
- I got him, goddammit.

I'll flip that horse right
on you, you son of a bitch.

Are you dead?

You're about to be.

Hey!

What the fuck are you doing?

You needed an excuse.
Now you've got one.

Not here. No.

We'll do it in front
of everybody, Kayce.

And I ain't gonna take
it easy on you either.

You all right?

Funny how you can do something
you love your whole life...

and it just takes one man to
ruin the whole fuckin' thing.

Ahhh!

- You want us to get in there?
- No...

This needs to happen.

Ahhh!

Go on. Go on, Kayce.

Take it. Come on.

There ain't no fighting on this ranch.

If you want to fight...

you come fight me.

We made him earn it. Thank you.

Now I need you two to get along.

He needs to be able to
depend on you, Rip.

Well, I hope you can depend on him.

'Cuz I've never seen a shred
of proof that you can...

But I guess you see something I don't.

He's my son.

That's what I see.

Jamie's your son, too, sir.

What did you see in him?

Sorry I'm late.

Hey.

Rough day at the office?

It was hard.

- But good.
- What happened?

Let's not talk about work
at the dinner table.

Did you meet with the governor yet?

What did I just say?

What would you like
to talk about, Daddy?

What should we share?

He's been up since 4 a.m. working.

You go to bed at night
thinking about work,

wake up doing the same.

If we don't talk about work,

we have nothing to talk about.

Are you suggesting
that we eat in silence?

I mean, is that what you want...

Are you 'shushing' me, Daddy?

I'm a 35-year-old woman.

When I sit at a table,

I will talk about
whatever the fuck I want.

I see nothing's changed.

I don't think she's made
it through a whole meal

since she was eleven.

Oh, uh...

You got physical therapy tomorrow.

I know.

You ain't missing it either.

I won't.

Things are becoming a
little clearer to me.

Quite the sacrifice.

Yeah, well, it's what your father want.

I remember the first time I saw you.

So wild.

So angry...

God, you were beautiful.

I remember the way you looked at him.

Such devotion.

I was so jealous.

And the way he looked at you.

I always worried that he'd
love you more someday.

But he doesn't.

That was never in doubt.

Don't leave.

This is my family.

Whether any of you all think
of me that way or not.

- Where are you going?
- Home.

What's that?

It's for this.

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We're moving?!

You like it?

Where are you moving?

Run to bed, buddy.
I'll tuck you in in a bit.

The university offers
housing for faculty.

What about Kayce?

It's closer to Kayce.

That's not what I mean.

You gotta really think about
the decisions you make, honey.

I have thought about it.

Feels right.

For Tate. And for me.

Remember this.

You two were married in ceremony.

Not in some courthouse.

Ceremony.

That means you're married
to him in the afterlife

no matter what you do in this life.

You two are stuck together.

Want to decide something?

Decide how you two are
gonna work it out.

Or you'll be miserable...

forever.

So, you're the big man now, huh?

Uh...

Couldn't run the bunkhouse
while I was living in it.

So, go live in the main house.

Grown men don't live with their fathers.

Yeah, they also don't kick other men

out of the only home they've ever had.

Well, he could use some humility.

He ain't nothing but a bully.

- And that's all he's ever been.
- No.

He's not a bully, Kayce.

He's exactly what our
father turned him into.

What do you think he's turning you into?

Boy, it sure was easy
for you to walk away

from a life that you
worked so hard to build.

Well, she doesn't want
that life anymore.

Let me guess.

She left you because...

she was afraid that you
would turn into him.

Instead of proving her
wrong, you come here,

and you take the crash
course in how to do it.

This place is all I have to give them.

I'm just trying to protect it.

I'm protecting it. I'm protecting it.

You're really going to sit on boards

and run for office and navigate

the filthy fights a place
like this requires?!

No, you're not.

Kayce, you're gonna lose your temper,

put somebody in the hospital

or worse, go to prison,

get sued and lose this place...

Just go home, Kayce.

Go work on this...

And you stay far away from him.

When he dies,

you can have this fucking place.

I will give it to you.

All right.

Meet me out front in half an hour.

I'll meet you inside.

Out front in half an hour.

Oh, no.

I wouldn't miss this for the world.

Great.

_

Oh, my God.

Kick to me.

- No.
- Come on.

Kick to me.

Kick to me.

Why can't I just swim to you?!

Not a word.

Not a goddamn word.

We need to isolate the muscles
without overstressing them.

Fine.

Stop moving back.

- You're doing great.
- Stop moving.

You're moving back.

Okay, let's go back the other way.

No, I don't need the kickboard.

Need to use the kickboard.

Come on. One more time...

Let's go.

Just kick your leg up and back slowly.

- Okay.
- Now that the leg is straight,

I want you to wiggle your toes, okay?

There you go.

- Did they move?
- Mm-hm.

So weird, I can't feel it.

It not your nerves...
it's your brain's ability

to process the information your
nerves are transmitting...

Sorry 'bout that.

You need to swim your
laps two lanes over.

Daddy! Daddy!

Daddy.

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