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("TROUBLE" BY L.A. EDWARDS PLAYING)

This is a big step for us.

I know.

But I think we're ready.

♪ Down there on your porch ♪

♪ I got lost ♪

♪ In the war, you closed up your door ♪

♪ Are you coming back again? ♪

Damn it!

I can't. I can't do it.

There must be something
off with my motor skills.

(LAUGHS) I'm pretty sure
that's not what folks mean

when they refer to motor skills.

Nobody gets it right away.

It's like... it's like
breaking a mustang.

It takes time.

Well, I just don't want
to break your Mustang.

How about this? How about we, uh,

we head down to the Side Step,

- call it a day?
- All right.

You're driving.

What's that, for good luck or something?

Well, yeah, look at him.

He's always smiling.

No judgement.

Puts your mind at ease.

♪ You're devastating... ♪

All right, I got this.

- Clutch in.
- Mm-hmm.

Start it up.

- (ENGINE STARTS)
- Yes.

- First gear.
- Light on the gas.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- There you go.
- Yeah?

Now clutch in, and shift to second.

Yeah, all right?

Yeah, you got it.

Yeah, damn right I got it.

- (CHUCKLES) I'm doing it!
- (WHOOPS)

- WALKER: I like it. It's nice.
- _

Still has that, uh, fresh truck smell.

Okay, what is that?

What do you mean? Look at him.

It's for good luck. Always smiling.

Never judging. So, tell me...

you activate all the fun features yet?

Nope, not yet.

Kind of busy, you know,
on this stakeout and all.

WALKER: Yeah, but not
like it's your first rodeo.

It's the first one as a Ranger.

(SHUTTER CLICKS)

Well, you're right.

This is a...

- a big step for us.
- Is it, now? Hmm.

Yes, and now we can discuss
your choice of beverage.

Can we just keep our
eyes out for Torreto?

We're here to track Torreto's movements.

Not take her down.

I'm pretty sure she's not
making an arms deal

while getting the old bump and grind.

We should be using this time
to get to know each other.

Uh, you know, favorite movies,

the teams you root for, middle name.

Michelle...

Sarah Ramirez.

- Mm-mm.
- No.

Michelle Rachelle?

Michelle Rachelle?

Michelle Rachelle.

(LAUGHS) Okay, all right.

I'm just saying while
we surveil Torreto,

we can learn a few things
about each other, you know?

- Bond.
- Okay.

How's Stella doing?

Wow.

Uh, Stella and me,

we are in a good place, I think.

Uh, she has a-a court date
coming up for the thing.

Possession of marijuana.

Yes.

And I would like to live

in our good place a little bit longer.

No one benefits from the easy route.

Yeah. Right.

So, do you speak from experience?

♪♪

(WOMEN WHOOPING)

♪ A city slicker ♪

♪ A criminal... ♪

WOMAN: Take it off!

♪ With the hands clap ♪

♪ On the saddleback ♪

♪ And I'm smooth ♪

♪ Just like silk ♪

♪ 'Cause I'm cool ♪

♪ Just like a breeze ♪

♪ Oh, and I need ♪

♪ Yeah, my kingdom's come ♪

♪ You're number one... ♪

What do you say you and I
close out the night in the back?

You're hotter than Austin asphalt,

but, uh...

I'm about to get. Another time?

Well, you see, Torreto,

I spotted some White Hats out front.

But I found another way
to your heart, around back.

Well... (CHUCKLES)

How about you say we head around back,

really get to know each other
before anyone notices?

Tell me, did your parents go easy on you

or were they more the disciplinarians

you can only now appreciate?

Neither.

- Listen, you opened this door...
- No.

- You pried open this door without a warrant.
- Well...

I'm saying if you weren't
talking about yourself,

- you had to be talking about somebody...
- Garrison.

Garrison Murphy, he's an old friend.

I was just...

I was thinking about him
while you were rambling.

Rambling? Okay, yes, I ramble.

- But...
- I know.

- Garrison Murphy.
- Mm-hmm.

What's his deal?

We just had... some
crazy teen years together.

Just got in a lot of trouble.

You?

Is this part of a cautionary tale?

Tell me more.

(LAUGHS)

Maybe later. Look...
everyone's spilling out,

but Torreto's car is still there.

All right, let's go.

MICKI: Torreto's not here.

Hey, excuse me?

Uh, i-is there anybody here

maybe in the back, in
the-in the VIP room or...

No. Why?

You two interested?

- No.
- No. Uh...

(TIRES SCREECH)

- You got to be kidding me!
- Hey, my bobblehead is in there!

MICKI: My new truck.

Another cautionary tale, I guess.

♪♪

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(BRITISH ACCENT): As she
approaches the watering hole,

and after a long day
of braving the elements,

the young doe wastes no time
announcing that she is in heat.

Haven't heard the
Attenborough in a while.

Can't believe I missed him.

Ah, you see...

the senior herd pay no notice

as the sophomores and freshmen

evade in hopes of ensuring
their survival for another day,

while the junior flock welcome
the doe as one of their own.

But there really is no
telling their true agenda

in the harsh realm
of the animal kingdom.

Hey!

Bonfire tomorrow night. Want a ride?

Oh, uh, probably not the best idea

to go with a court date looming.

Get your dad to take care
of it. He's, like, an elite

- Ranger guy or whatever.
- Yeah.

And he totally owes you for
not being around last year.

Yeah, but he's actually
being kind of cool.

Don't want to rock the boat.

And skip out on the best party
of the year? I'm calling BS.

Could it really be?

Could this spry gazelle be going

against her true nature? (SCOFFS)

Unbelievable.

Hey, you going to the bonfire tomorrow?

(REGULAR ACCENT): Ruby! Nah.

Not really my thing.

Oh, uh, are you going?

Yeah. Last year was a blast.

(SCOFFS) Yeah, totally. Last year.

Totally wish I was there.

So you should go, then.

Yeah. I-I'll be there. Can't wait.

Probably be there early, you know.

You know, freshmen have
to bring a bottle of booze.

Yeah, I heard.

Oh, you don't have to
put out the fancy stuff.

It's just family.

Oh, I'm not putting
it out, I'm hiding it.

- And your guest is not family.
- Okay,

just because he isn't blood
doesn't change my feelings.

And just because people
don't see eye to eye

doesn't mean they can't get along.

(LAUGHS) Look at us.

Are you hiding your bourbon now?

Well, like you said,
tonight ain't fancy,

so why bother making my top shelf

tempting for sticky fingers?

Would you stop it?

It has been years.

Could you please just give him a chance?

Fine.

I'll give him a chance.

Thank you.

Don't you have a horse
to ride or something?

JAMES: Sharon Torreto. She buys
weapons in bulk all over Texas,

then she sells them over
the border for triple the cost.

Here it comes.

One week in, I'm gonna be the
laughing stock of the department.

No, no, don't worry about it.
James has your back.

- So do I.
- AGENT: We have eyes on her in town?

JAMES: We did. We lost
eyes early this morning,

but Ranger chatter pins her
in town for another 36 hours

- before she makes the pickup.
- WALKER: See?

He knows we don't need a
task force to find your truck.

- Army of two.
- AGENT: Torreto working with cartel

or any known criminal organizations?

We only have Intel on our side,

but as far as known associates go,

we might have a... a new player in town.

- Oh, no, no, no, no...
- No, this isn't good.

JAMES: Unfortunately,
CCTV didn't give us

a positive ID on our cowboy here.

You got to be kidding me.

Hey, you two didn't happen
to catch the make and model

of the vehicle that Torreto

and her stripper friend
got away in, did you?

MICKI: Yes, sir, it...

it was my truck.

(ALL SNICKERING)

WALKER: My fault, Captain.

I was the senior Ranger on the scene.

- I should have advised...
- Yes, you should have.

Find Torreto, find your truck,

and find out who the naked cowboy is.

WALKER: Copy that.

Yes, sir.

(GRUNTING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(LAUGHING)

Oh, man!

The look on your face...

You son of a...

Oh, come on, don't talk bad
about a mother I never knew.

You did your touchdown victory dance

before you stole my partner's truck!

I should arrest you
right here and right now.

Whoa. Arrest me for what?

I have no idea what
you're talking about.

Hey, you got to take better
care of your hat, bud.

Cut the crap.

Tell me you're not in town
to pull the Torreto job.

Who?

I'm in town to catch
up with my best pal.

Who's making a lot of accusations
I don't appreciate.

Did you know I'd be there?

Where?

The strip club.

You went to a strip club
without telling me?

- Not cool, C-Dubs.
- I'm serious.

How'd you know the Rangers
were gonna be there?

Maybe you just got spotted
before this criminal mastermind

you speak of got away.

Hell, you might as well
wear them white hats.

Hoyt? (LAUGHS)

Abby bear!

(BOTH LAUGH)

Oh, it's so good to see you!

Oh...

Honey, you could leave
your hat in the car.

(HOYT LAUGHS)

Come on.

HOYT: You getting younger?

- ABELINE: Oh stop it.
- (HOYT LAUGHS)

Hoyt, thanks for the steaks.

Wagyu? Must have cost you a fortune.

No, I got a good deal on them.

Supposed to slice like warm butter.

ABELINE: Hoyt, would
you like to say grace?

Mm.

All right.

Dear Lord, I have no doubt

you'll bless this food as we pig out.

(STIFLED LAUGHS)

But, uh,

if you are up there, big guy,

I hope you know how grateful
I am for these people

you brought into my life.

And this wagyu steak. Amen.

- Amen.
- Nice one, Uncle Hoyt.

Hoyt, what brings you to town?

Yeah, buddy.

Anything special going on this week?

Just your company.

Are you still working the
oil fields up in Lubbock?

No, that dried out.

I, um, did some offshore work.

And then worked some
trawlers in the Gulf.

I actually sold cars in
Somerset for a spell,

till I saved enough to come home.

Man, you have the coolest life.

(SIGHS) Well...

Not for everybody, I guess.

LIAM: Sounds like you been all over.

You ever been to Clemens or Hutchins?

WALKER: Yeah, or, uh, Briscoe? Hilltop?

I hear they're real nice.

Is this, like, an inside joke?

Yeah, kind of. You see,
those are all prisons.

Now, from what I hear,

I'm not the only outlaw in this family.

- (THUD)
- BONHAM: All right.

I believe I'm gonna go
eat out in the bunkhouse.

- Thanks for the steak, Hoyt.
- Bonham.

HOYT: Not a problem, sir.

- Good night.
- Yep.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Okay, so, you going to the bonfire?

Did you know your mom
started that whole shindig

when we were young?

- Really?
- Mm-hmm.

Didn't know that, did you?

LOJACK REP: Ma'am,
I'm sending the location

of your truck to your phone.

Thank you. I am pulling up now.

Next time, we encourage you
to activate your safety feature...

- (HANGS UP)
- Yep.

WALKER (OVER PHONE): Hey,
it's Walker. Leave a message.

Walker, it's Micki.

Tracked my truck down.
Close to your ranch.

Got a bad feeling whoever stole it

might be looking for you now.

HOYT: I know you're nervous
about your court date,

but it's all about remorse, okay?

You want the judge to show mercy,

and that means acting.

LIAM: Please don't take
legal advice from a criminal.

This is her first offense,
there are no other charges

but possession, you remind the judge.

Wear glasses, your Sunday best.

Now, you've always been Meryl Streep

when it comes to waterworks, so...

(TONGUE CLICKS) you know,

- have that arrow in your holster.
- Not the expression.

LIAM: Look, your best-case is
to bury them with paperwork,

so you request documents, depositions.

And learn these words:
"constructive possession".

WALKER: Enough with the
whole "devil and angel

over the shoulder" routine.

- I'm the angel.
- He's the devil.

- No, I know.
- Dad, they're just trying to help.

Yeah, but nobody benefits
from the easy route.

What's that supposed to mean?

ABELINE: It means that
court is adjourned.

Abby bear, are you growing

that wacky tobacky in
that garden of yours?

Welcome to the Annual
Muy Caliente Competition.

Who's first?

(CAR DOOR OPENS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER,
LAUGHING IN DISTANCE)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER CONTINUING)

You got to be kidding me.

You lost, little lady?

Micki Ramirez, Texas Ranger.

Just following a lead on a stolen truck.

Whose truck?

Mine. It's by your shed.

Courtesy of Hoyt Rawlins.

(SCOFFS) You can turn around.

Bonham Walker.

I think you know my son.

(LAUGHS SOFTLY) Sir, why is the man

who stole my truck in your house?

Wife invited him to dinner.

But I'm dining in the bunkhouse.

You're welcome to join me.

Sir, I'm here to arrest that man.

Let me guess.

No witnesses. Kept his face off-camera.

I bet if you dusted,
there'd be no prints.

There's not enough evidence
to make an arrest

or my son would have
already collared him.

So...

... steak and bourbon?

- MICKI: Mmm.
- BONHAM: Seems like you needed this.

Yeah, I guess all it
takes is a little bourbon,

some good company and wagyu.

Well, you can thank your
suspect for the steak.

Okay, so, what's his story?

And why is he in there
and you're out here?

He grew up with Cordell.

They played football together.

Hoyt had a rough life.

My wife has a soft spot for strays.

She can't give up on him.

Hmm.

Maybe it's the good word in her.

And what,

you're more of the "wild horses
can't be broken" type?

Something like that.

(LAUGHS)

Well... mmm.

Thank you so much for the hospitality.

And would you mind if I pick
up that rental car tomorrow?

Well, if Hoyt hasn't stolen it by then.

I'm just gonna go have a little
talk with Hoyt right now.

Tonight's not your night.

But trust me,

it's just a matter of time

before Hoyt gives you enough rope.

Your son agree with that?

He's got a blind spot
for faces from the past.

Someone needs to turns
him around on that.

- Oh, almost forgot.
- Hmm?

I got a lead on some morels
down by Pedernales River.

Oh, I haven't been
mushroom hunting in years.

- That sounds lovely.
- Yeah? Day after tomorrow?

- Yeah, it's a date.
- All right.

Stay out of trouble till then.

- Yeah, we'll see.
- Okay.

- All right.
- Good night, sweetie.

Night, Mama.

Uh, Uber? (LAUGHS)

Aren't you the one who
normally does the driving?

- Is that a wheelman joke?
- Maybe.

Man, I sure hope you catch that guy.

I really do.

That guy. Yeah.

Hey, tell you what. Why
don't we hang tomorrow?

I'll play hooky. We'll talk shop.

It'll be like old times.

Okay. All right.

As long as we wind up at Side Step.

I need to see Geri.

(LAUGHS) If you think Geri
still holds a flame for you,

you're out of your mind.

If by "hold a flame",
you mean madly in love,

she's Lady Liberty.

Hey, hey, um...

- Yeah.
- Wait,

listen.

If you're caught up in this...

I'm gonna have to take you down.

Theoretically... only if you catch me.

(EXCLAIMS)

Theoretically, go to hell.

WALKER: Why'd you take
me to a storage facility

in the middle of nowhere?

Son of a...

You got to be kidding me.

You still have it?

What'd you expect?

I expected you'd finally get
caught cheating at poker

or-or lose it to bookies or...

This again. I won it fair and square.

- Nice. See? You got this.
- Look at that.

But with everything you been through...

WALKER: Don't go anywhere.

... I figured, you know,

you deserve a chance to win it back.

WALKER: I tell you what,
don't go anywhere on me,

because I need that voice.

That "make me feel like I can
get through anything" voice.

- EMILY: Well, well. Look who it is.
- Hey.

Yep.

Probably hiding cards up his sleeve.

- Mm-hmm.
- (LAUGHS SOFTLY)

What are you doing?

Well, it's poker night and we're broke,

so this is all we can bet.

- The car?
- Yeah.

You crazy?

Are you forgetting what
we just went through?

I'm-I'm starting to get attached to her.

Her? What, she's a girl, like a boat?

- Like something I love.
- Oh.

Well, did you give her a name?

Stella.

Stella?

First name that came to mind.

- (LAUGHS)
- Stella.

Yeah, plus, we don't need money.

We don't, but...

... but our family might.

Uh...

Are you pregnant?

- You're pregnant?
- Yeah.

(EXHALES) We're gonna
need a bigger place.

We-we need a c-crib, uh...

find a neighborhood with
good schools, a car seat.

We're gonna need a nest egg.

Well, even if we do,
we-we can't guarantee

that Hoyt's gonna play fair.

You're right. So keep an eye on him.

_

- Sir?
- Hey.

Hey, I'm sorry to interrupt, but, uh,

I really need help with something.

What's up?

- Find your truck yet?
- Yes.

But Walker's friends with a
suspect in our investigation.

Hoyt Rawlins?

- You already knew?
- Pieced it together.

Walker's friend, the truck was
stolen, the truck was returned.

Hoyt Rawlins.

Why are you so calm about this?

Because we can't pin anything
on Hoyt. You saw the footage.

So Walker may be crossing the line

and I should just let that slide?

Yeah, or let him game it out.

Why don't we run surveillance,

bring Hoyt in for questioning?

'Cause that could scare Torreto away.

Just keep an eye on him.

Walker, Torreto or Hoyt?

Yes.

(LAUGHS) Look, I don't
know if you've noticed,

but Walker talks a lot.

- Asks a lot of questions.
- Yeah, I'm aware.

Okay, right now, he's probably
hanging out with Hoyt,

convincing himself that
he's gathering Intel

and not crossing a line.

Maybe you should...

convince him otherwise.

A delivery truck was stolen

a couple nights ago
from a butcher company.

The kind of truck that
might come in handy

if you're trying to hide
what's actually in the back.

- (PHONE RINGS)
- Torreto?

Here's the manifest.

Captain James. Hey!

Stolen at 4:00 a.m.

That's right after the
strip club getaway.

Yeah, one of Torreto's
drivers got pinched,

so there was a job opening.

And Hoyt auditioned in my truck.

Okay.

(WHISPERS): It's Walker.

Hmm.

Yeah.

We will touch base later.
That sounds good.

Okay.

It's "Captain James". Bye.

He's not coming in today.

- Wait, what?
- He is "gathering Intel from a CI".

Meaning Hoyt Rawlins.

You want to run surveillance, right?

My guess is they're gonna
end up at the Side Step.

HOYT: It's been way too long.

Since you've been to the
Side Step or seen Geri?

- High stakes, brother.
- Yeah, it is.

So I'm shuffling.

Like an angel.

♪ Well, it's late June ♪

♪ On a Sunday morning... ♪

Bar is closed.

Oh, come on, baby.

- Don't "baby" me.
- Come on, angel.

Look, I know it's been a while, but...

I saw your light out
there in the dark and...

- and I'm here now.
- Yeah.

- When'd he get in?
- Yesterday.

- Mm-hmm.
- Judas is my wingman.

(SCOFFS)

Geri,

if you're not gonna forgive me,

then at least make me an honest man.

Honey, there is not a
damn person in the state

- that can make you an honest man.
- (LAUGHS)

And you don't even have a ring.

Sit down.

(CHUCKLES)

I told you.

- I told you.
- (EXHALES)

- Right.
- You gonna deal us or what?

Yeah, should I check these cards first?

- They're good cards.
- Heard that before.

I'll kick your butt fair and square.

(CHUCKLES) First time for everything,

- I guess.
- Yeah, right.

For Emily.

♪ Ooh, baby ♪

♪ I've got the time. ♪

WALKER: Get ready to
lose your shirt, again.

- HOYT: Oh, is that so?
- Worst poker face ever.

Me?

You take a drink every time
you have a good hand.

- Seriously? Is that my tell?
- Why would you tell him that?

Oh, come on, we're amongst friends.

Micki.

- Not anymore.
- Hey.

What's going on?

I just wanted to check in on my partner.

Wasn't sure if you were
working or off duty.

Ranger's always on the
clock. You know what.

Guys, this is Micki Ramirez. Ranger.

- Hi.
- Geri.

Nice to meet you.

Hoyt Rawlins. I heard a lot about you.

- Have you, now?
- Yeah.

I know we don't know each other,

but I think we're already
off on the wrong foot.

Well, that's festive.

Yeah, I found it in my truck.

It's as if somebody else was driving it.

Really? Huh.

You want a drink?

- You buying?
- Oh, yeah, I'm buying.

Geri, can I please get that
lady a double on my tab?

GERI: Yeah.

(CLEARS THROAT)

- Hoyt Rawlins, you're under arrest.
- Whoa, what the hell for?

- Hey!
- You just tried to bribe a member of law enforcement.

- Micki, what are you doing?
- I'm checking your blind spot for you.

Reminding you there is a line.

WALKER: Micki.

Hold on a second. You...

Cordi, you grab my hat?

Well, not much changes, huh?

We can't prove he's
working with Torreto.

- What is...
- _

Wagyu beef... that's your proof?

What'd you have for dinner last night?

Wagyu.

He's playing you.

He's providing valuable Intel.

Hoyt. Stella.

Do we see a pattern here?

What's that supposed to mean?

It means you want to
be everyone's friend

even when they do something wrong.

- You can't hold him.
- I can.

For 24 hours. Long enough to find out

when and where Torreto's
getting the guns.

So, please step aside,

Mr. Conflict of Interest.

Alone at last.

MICKI: Where were you Thursday night?

HOYT: Strip club. Top Heavy.

- You know, I hate that other place, Fun Bags.
- Mm-hmm.

- It's amateur hour.
- Hmm.

I can hold you for 24 hours.

And we both know Torreto's
deal is going down before then,

which means you'll be a no-show.

Well, looks like you're
saving me from trouble, then.

Hypothetically.

Thing is, I'm gonna catch Torreto.

And if we do it without you,
you're going down, too.

If she finds out I talked...

Hypothetically, what's worse for you?

Screwing Torreto over
with her behind bars

or her on the outside?

We know Torreto's using a butcher
truck company as cover.

It's a big company.

Too many trucks to follow. It's smart.

But they have eight local stops.

Eight possible locations
to load up the guns.

I just need you to point out which one,

and you can sidestep your way back

to that lovely girl you don't deserve.

Hmm.

Don't tell James,

but I think Cordi got himself
a partner upgrade.

♪ I wanna, I wanna... ♪

- (WHOOPING)
- Yeah!

I knew you'd sneak out.

To your last night of freedom, girl.

(CHUCKLES)

You know who started this bonfire?

My mom.

So I feel like I'm upholding
a family tradition.

Whatever you need to tell yourself.

Oh, my God.

Hey, Stella. Is that your brother?

No.

No, seriously.

Look. It's August.

♪ I want no space ♪

♪ I know that, I know that ♪

♪ I know that they can see us ♪

I thought he hated fun.

♪ I can't even lie ♪

♪ May be getting ♪

♪ Way over my head... ♪

(BRITISH ACCENT): And the meerkat

peers out from his cavernous hidey-hole

only to risk possible extinction.

♪ May be getting. ♪

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

Anyone got eyes on Torreto?

AGENT: That's a negative.

This isn't right.

Hoyt played us.

We don't know that.

JAMES: Walker, Ramirez,

take a closer look.

Keep on me.

Take the back.

WALKER: How the...

Cap, we got rags.

We're drawing dead. We got nothing.

JAMES: Roger that. Stand down.

If he drew balls on that, I swear...

"Dear Team Sassy Boots,
sorry you guys suck.

I still love you and look forward

to that drink one day soon, Michelle.

Here's Emily's car back,
Walker. It was always hers.

Tell Geri I love her. Hoyt.

PS... We always knew
it would end this way".

So, he tipped off Torreto.

They changed locations.

They must have used another pickup site.

Yeah, they sure as hell did.

Storage facility.

- Middle of nowhere.
- Wait, how do you know for sure?

Because sometimes, being
Mr. Conflict of Interest

has its perks.

Let's go.

Rangers coming out.

JAMES: Stand down, people.

♪ He only loves me when I'm sad... ♪

August, what are you doing?

I am getting ready to impress you.

Hey. Uh, maybe another time, firewalker.

Did you steal that from Grandpa?

That's like the zebra calling
the other zebra striped.

(SCOFFS)

Are you trying to drive him away?

I mean, you're acting
out. Breaking the law.

Acting out more. I mean...

Do you want him to leave
again or something?

Don't say that.

Oh, well, I did.

And that's not all.

(GAGS)

GIRL: Ew! Oh, my God!

(LAUGHING)

(AUGUST RETCHING)

- There it is.
- (GROANS)

- Let it all out.
- (COUGHING)

Oh, why do people drink? Ugh.

Dad, come on.

WALKER: Hey, it's Walker.
Leave a message.

_

How many more stops?

Because I'm starting to feel like
I'm in a diabetes infomercial.

Oh, they're wedding cake samples.

Come on, get in the spirit.

Or we can tie the knot in the courthouse

and raid the vending machine.

You know, I do like Skittles.

- (CHUCKLES)
- (PHONE RINGS)

Stella. Is everything okay?

Don't know if you can hear
that, but it's August puking.

We're stranded at the bonfire
over by Shaughnessy.

Yeah, I know where it is.
I'll, uh, I'll be there in 20.

Okay.

- (CAR DOOR CLOSES)
- Look, I love Stella,

but she can't keep getting
a get out of jail free card,

- okay?
- August's drunk.

And Cordell's on a bust.
I signed the warrant, so...

- Pack up the cake.
- We're done with the cake?

August drunk? You kidding me?

I'm not missing that for the world.

Get in the car. Let's go.

(EXHALES)

Hello?

HOYT: Hey, Abby Bear.

Hoyt. Everything okay?

Yeah. Yeah, all good. I just, uh...

Look, I'm sorry to call late.

I, uh, want you to know...

I can't make the mushroom hunt tomorrow.

Well, that's okay.

Maybe another time.

I got to head back out of
town for a little while.

I'm really sorry to let you down again.

You are not letting me down,
you understand me?

Hoyt,

just because your family's bad
does not mean that you are.

You saved my boy,

and I'll never forget that.

You're a port in my storm, Abby Bear.

Well, I hope you find still
waters one of these days.

(INHALES)

Bye, Abby.

Bye, Hoyt.

(SHUDDERS)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MAN: Load 'em up, boys.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Sorry to ruin your night.

No, stop. You can always count on me.

- There's water back there.
- And cakes.

Plural. There are so
many cakes back here.

So...

are you gonna be there?

In court tomorrow?

I can't.

What?

Why?

This is your father's decision to make.

I'm sorry.

You're gonna be fine.

AUGUST: You know what,

how 'bout some music for our drive back?

- ♪ Hallelujah... ♪
- (GROANS)

God save us all.

(HISSES)

("TUSK" BY FLEETWOOD MAC PLAYING)

(CHUCKLES)

♪ Why don't you ask him ♪

♪ If he's gonna stay ♪

♪ Why don't you ask him ♪

♪ If he's going away? ♪

- ♪ Don't say that you love me ♪
- Yeah, come on, Uncle Bret!

(CHUCKLING)

♪ Just say that you want me ♪

- (ENGINE STARTS)
- ♪ Hi-yah! ♪

♪♪

♪ Tusk ♪

♪ Just say that you love me ♪

♪ Hi-yee... ♪

(SIRENS APPROACHING)

Cops! Cops, cops!

♪ Don't say that you ♪

State police! Drop your weapons
and show me your hands!

(GUNFIRE)

You're under arrest, Torreto.

(GUNFIRE CONTINUING)

♪ Tusk ♪

JAMES: All right, let's move in.

Make it slow.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

♪ Tusk ♪

(GRUNTS)

(CHUCKLES): Ooh.

Am I lucky or just that good?

(ENGINE REVVING)

No, no, no, no!

_

Hands on the wheel! Slowly!

Hoyt Rawlins, put your hands...

You were right.

Should have activated
this feature earlier.

Well, score one for Team Sassy Boots.

AGENT: Hands where we can see 'em!

I know it's hard,

but it could have been a lot worse.

- All right, all right.
- Come on, Hoyt.

WALKER: Tell me something...

your friend, uh, Garrison...

what ever happened to him?

He didn't make it.

He skated along until
he skated off the edge.

Just never got the tough love he needed.

You know he's better
off where he's going.

It's not easy, but...

it's the right thing to do.

Yeah. Yeah.

Maybe he's not the only one
who needs some tough love.

♪♪

WALKER: Hey.

Ready to go?

Yep.

Aren't you gonna wear your uniform?

No. (EXHALES) I, uh...

I don't want to give the judge
the wrong impression.

I'm going there today as your father,

not as a Ranger.

Wake up, frat boy!

(GROANS)

Time to go. Come on.

(GROANS)

STELLA: Whose car is this?

WALKER: It was your mother's.

I got it back.

Pile in.

Is there a bucket in the back?

- (SIGHS)
- (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Other side.

Need a knife?

No.

I have a special one
around here somewhere.

How 'bout some company?

I heard mushroom hunting's
better as a team.

Thanks.

I think, uh, I could use
some alone time today.

- (DRAWER OPENS)
- (CLANKING)

Maybe next go-around.

I'm sorry about Hoyt.

- That's it?
- Mm-hmm.

What's so special about it?

Well, the blade's curved,

so it cuts the mushroom stem evenly

and keeps the mycelium intact.

So it has a chance to grow back.

I don't know if you're
talking about us or Hoyt.

I'm just talking about mushrooms.

I miss you, Abby.

I know.

- GERI: Hey, Luis?
- Mm-hmm?

I need another Baron keg tapped.

You got it, Ger.

Shot of tequila, please.

He left it for you.

Before he left town.

I just wanted you to know I'm sorry.

I was just doing my job.

You want some change or another shot?

It's kind of sad drinking alone.

That'll be $45.

(SCOFFS)

(CHUCKLES)

Sorry.

Just doing my job.

Right.

(CHUCKLES)

Dad?

Dad,

I'm sorry.

Stella,

you faced the music.

And what's done is done.
We can't change it.

But you are gonna work off that fine.

Is that before the 100 hours
of community service

or after my license gets suspended?

(AUGUST SNORTS)

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- Yeah? Yeah?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Come on. Get in the car.

All right.

Everybody out.

Let's go.

What are you...

Out. Come on.

You know how to drive stick?

No.

Okay. Perfect time to learn. Get in.

You still have your license
for one more day.

All right, why did I have to get out?

Because you... are gonna sweat it out.

We're your pace car.

AUGUST: Come on, are you serious?

- As serious as a hangover.
- (GROANS)

All right.

Left foot on the clutch.
All the way down.

Right foot on the brake. Go.

(STARTS ENGINE)

Release the parking brake.

- That's right.
- There we go.

Yeah.

'Kay. Throw her in first.

Yeah.

- Now, keep the clutch down.
- Uh-huh.

Put your right foot on the gas.

'Kay.

Slowly ease off the clutch
and onto the gas.

- (ENGINE REVS)
- Little bit less.

- Little bit less gas. There you go.
- (LAUGHS)

- That's all right. You got it.
- Oh, come on.

You got it.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

You said "her".

The car's a girl?

What's her name?

♪ You were the young, dumb chosen one ♪

- ♪ Now you shake your head and say ♪
- (CHUCKLES)

♪ Kids these days ♪

♪ Kids these days ♪

WALKER: Doing great.

Doing great, Stella.

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