All language subtitles for The.Last.Cowboy.2003.720p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-PAAI

- Giddy up!

Up! Up!

Giddy up!

- For 84 years,
Charlie Bankston

prided himself on rising
with the dawn's early light

rain or shine,

hot or cold
and every day of the week.

Charlie said that was
what cowboying was all about.

The truth is

he could hardly wait
to get at it every morning.

Sure, it was and is hard work

with not enough money
to write home about.

Charlie spent every day
doing something he loved.

And not many folks
can say that.

What do you think?
Enough said?

- It will do.

- Welcome.
- Amos.

- Ah, this ain't going
to be easy.

- Yep, yep, yep.

- You sure you're okay?

- Heck, no, I'm not okay.

- Me neither.

- Whoa.

- Steady now.

- Here he is, lord,
Charlie Bankston.

84 years, he was...

Oh.

- Good to see you.

- Jake.
- Hi.

- Hi, sweetheart.

- Like I said, lord,

here's Charlie Bankston.

84 years he believed in you.

But more than that
he figured you believed in him.

He lived his life accordingly.

Generous to his friends,
strangers too, for that matter.

A loving man.

A forgiving man.

Well...

- Charlie lived in
a simpler time.

The world wasn't so bent
on going to heck.

He was a lucky man.

- Amos?

- Well, you folks
might not believe it.

I have nothing to say.

I said it all when he was here,
I reckon.

- Say the amens, brother Jordan.

- In your name we pray,
heavenly father,

for the eternal peace
of Charlie Bankston,

a simple cowboy.

Amen
Amen.

- Well...

- Hello, mama.
It's been a while.

- Girl, don't go there again.

Just let go of it.

It's good to see you again,
Jake.

- You, too.

- You know what,

once or twice in life
if you're real lucky

you get the chance to do
something bigger and braver

than you think you can.

This may be one of them times
I suspect.

Well, when life hands you lemons
I always say make lemonade.

A little shot of Tequila
now and then never hurt either.

With or without?
- With.

Gosh, Amos, I have missed
your lemonade.

- Well, that's one thing
to miss.

- That's yours on the end
there, John William.

No Tequila, no sugar.
Just plum sour just like...

- took her granddaddy dying
to get her home.

- I'm doing something
different with my life.

This way of life's
never done anything

but put people in their graves
way ahead of time.

- Your granddaddy scared
the heck out of a whole century.

- I was thinking more of mama.

- You ever notice how hard
it is to impress a fella

that owns this many acres
of genuine Texas cow patties?

Amos, I have missed you.

- Right back at you, Jake.

- We sure have spent
a big part of our lives

out here on this porch.

- Some of the best parts,
anyway.

Like old Charlie says,

used to say,

the best parts of life are
the little ones all added up.

Look here.

Poured four of them,
just like I used to.

- Mama, grandpa.

- Why don't you just drag me
behind a car like a new rope.

- Don't got flying
off the handle like that, will.

This is Charles Bankston's
last will and testament,

and we're obliged to honor it.

Besides, the witness
that signed off on it

is sitting right there.

Jump on Amos.

- I imagine he did more
than witness it.

"Conspire" is more like it.

- Like it or not, will,

Charlie left his interest
to the dry creek ranch

to Jacqueline Cooper, Jake.

Will, you retain
your late wife's holdings.

It all stays in the family.

- Family?

Took somebody dying to get
the girl

to set foot back on the place.

How can I partner up with her
when she won't even speak to me?

- Will, it was Charlie's idea
of a joint venture.

- No, Otis, it was
Charlie's idea

of having the last word,
and you darn well know it.

- What are you laughing at?

- I could draw up
a buy-sell agreement.

Why don't you just
buy out Jake's interest?

Disgruntled partners
do it all the time.

How about you, Jake?

Just buy your daddy out.

I could draw up the paperwork.

- Now, you hold on
one minute, Otis.

This ain't no business
partnership, it's a family.

- Not so you'd notice.

- Would you stop talking
about me

like I'm not even here.
- Habit, I guess.

- It's not for me to tell you

how to work this out, will,
Jake.

But I can tell you this much...

aside from whatever else
you owe,

you've got one heck
of an inheritance tax

breathing down your neck.

If you folks can't
work together,

then that's the end
of dry creek.

I believe I'll have that
special lemonade now, Amos.

- I believe I'll join you.

You know, will, it really
isn't all that hard.

- I don't want 'em hard.

Fix 'em the way you always do.

- Not the eggs.
Life, John William.

You just go down that hall,
and you wake your daughter up,

and you tell her...
- shh.

- And you tell her
that you want to talk.

You just sit down
on the edge of the bed,

and you just tell her
your side of this.

And then you shut your mouth
while she tells you her side.

Try little things, you know,
like let her finish a sentence.

Just go in there and, for once,

try to act like you don't think

things always have to be
your way or the highway.

- Amos has breakfast
on the table getting cold.

You coming?

- John William.

Old Charlie didn't
set this deal up

to provoke
another family fight.

He was hoping for
a family reconciliation.

That's going to take
the two of you.

Come on, call her.

- I don't know
how to use that thing.

- Well, it ain't that hard.
You just punch in the numbers.

- I don't know her number.

- Well, if you ain't going
to call the girl,

maybe you better
put your thinking cap on

because this time the bank
may not let you

roll your note over
and play dead.

- They haven't had a problem
with it in a dozen years, Amos.

Why should they now?

- Maybe you don't owe
the bank enough money.

Maybe that's the problem.

You just need to go down
to the bank

and convince them that
they made a terrible mistake

by loaning you the money
in the first place.

- You certainly have
a strange point of view, Amos.

- Yeah, well, when you ain't
the lead dog,

that's the point of view
you get.

- Maybe this will
work on my headaches.

This liniment's not doing
a bit of good

for this old horse's leg.

- I told you I can
stop them headaches,

and I don't need no liniment.

- That's funny coming from you.

You are the headache
most of the time.

- If you'd only just...
- look, Amos.

She quit on me twice.

First time, eight years ago.
Second time, two weeks ago.

I'm not calling her.

And I'm not letting you
do my banking.

And there's not going to be any
foot rubbing, so deal with it.

Relax, Amos.

Bill collectors don't drive
fancy cars like that.

- California license plate.

I believe the girl
has come home.

- Why would she be driving
a car like that?

I told you!

I knew it! I knew it!

Did you have to go back
and gather up your stuff?

Oh...

His name's Billy.

- You're coming, you're going.
What's going on, girl?

You waltz out of here

while they're still shoveling
dirt on your mama's grave.

And you waltz back in
eight years later

like nothing ever happened.

Only something did happen,
didn't it?

- Yep, you're right,
Billy.

Charles William Cooper
happened.

- Where's the father?

- You know,

nothing I ever said then
ever mattered.

Nothing I'm going to say now
is going to matter.

So, the way I see it,

it doesn't really matter,
does it?

- All right, let's just
get this over with then.

The land's worth little
or nothing

after five years of drought
and taxes.

Taxes have gone sky high.

How's $5,000?

Earnest money
while we dicker the details.

- How about 50...Thousand,
that is, earnest money.

Ninety days until closing,
water, mineral rights.

Seller, that's you, pays for
the environmental study.

Here's my check for $50,000.

It's good. Don't worry.
You can call the bank.

- Where did you get
this kind of money?

How the heck you going
to get the rest?

- Same way I got this...
work my back off for it.

Hope you've got some tape.
You're going to need it.

- Hi.

- Oh, hey, bug.

- You're my grandpa will,
aren't you?

I'm Charles,
after great grandpa,

and William, after you,
right, mama?

You can call me Billy.

How you doing, Billy?

Good to know you.

- It's in the wrist there,
Billy.

- Get him out of the brush
back there.

I don't need
the educated guesses.

I need an accurate count.

Now, you fellas take
the northern pasture,

and Gabe and I,

we'll take the river section.

- Where you going, will?

Them boys can do the counting.
You and me supposed to...

- get your co-conspirator
to help you out.

See if she's got it in her.

- It's Morgan and lucky!
They're here!

Hi!

- Hey, tiger. Oh!
How you doing?

- Hey.
- Hey. How'd we do?

- Well, you're half a day early.

- Yeah, I know.
- How'd lucky do?

- Oh, he did just fine.
He got all the rest he needed.

Hardly any traffic
once we got east of Tucson.

- Oh, great.

Hey, buddy.

- Easy.

Easy. That's it.

That's it. That's good.
- Wow.

Hey, bud.

Second stall on the right.

I've been working on it
all morning.

- I helped.
- Yes, you did.

- I'm sure you did, Billy.

Hey, how you doing?

- Like I always told you, will,

there's a whole lot more
to that girl

than you've been willing to see.

I've got a feeling

things are going to get
real interesting around here.

- Hey, grandpa!

Maybe mama will let you
ride lucky.

- We'll see, Billy.
Huh.

Come on, now.

- Take him.

Seems like every time
prices are down

we're between a rock
and a hard place.

We've been beat up
on the last three auctions.

- Well, look at it
like this, will.

We ain't the only ones
taking a beating.

Half the brands
in the hill country

are milling around out here.

- Yeah, that's true.
Come on, boy.

Here you go.

Half those people
are selling off land

as fast as they're
selling off cattle.

Sell a thousand acres
to save a thousand.

Here you go.

- Now that ought to
cover our feed bill

for last month.

Times always changing, will.

- Yeah, not on dry creek,
by golly.

- You said anything to Jake?

- Said anything to Jake
about what?

- Oh, Jake.
You know, ranching stuff.

Heifer stuff, bull stuff.
We ain't got no money stuff.

- What are you talking about?

Amos?

Just how bad is it?

What? Nobody's going to
answer my question?

- Grandpa Charlie was
a heck of a cowboy,

just wasn't much of
a businessman.

- And you are?

- We're starting to
work it out.

- You know, it's a little late
to start working this out,

don't you think?

Things didn't go to heck
when grandpa died.

They went to heck when you were
out on the rodeo circuit

six months out of every year.

- Did it ever occur to you
that that the rodeo winnings

is what kept dry creek afloat
through the drought years?

You don't think I was out there
riding bulls and broncs
for belt buckles, do you?

- I know what you're thinking.

Prodigal son returns home,
try to take over.

Somebody sure as heck has to.

- You know something,

I wish to gosh you were
the prodigal son returning.

I'd knock you on the ground
right now.

- I wish to gosh I was
the prodigal son, too,

because I would have knocked you
on the ground eight years ago

when you unplugged my mama.

Let's go, Billy.

How did I get so lucky
as to find you?

I guess you found me, huh boy?

That's the way it should be.

- Show your mama.
- Okay.

There you go spoiling him.

- He's worth spoiling.

- Look here, mama.

- That's great, Billy.

That is one fine-looking
piece of horse flesh.

What are you going to
do with him?

- Oh, it's what I've
already done with him, Amos.

He's fast.
He's a winner.

- Is that so?

- Believe it or not,

we were building up
quite a reputation

out on the west coast.

Lucky running, me training.

My plan was to use my winnings

to set up a training facility

with a rehab center
for injured horses.

I was this close.

- So why'd you walk away
from that

to come back to
the hill country?

- I truly wish I could
tell you, Amos.

But I don't know myself.

- Oh, sure you do.

- Billy, you all right?

Where did you get this buckle?

- Here, mama.

- I never want you to come in
here again, you understand?

This isn't our stuff.

Come here. Hey.

I'm not mad at you.

Okay? I just...

I want you to understand
that this...

this stuff
doesn't belong to us.

It's his.
- It belongs to grandpa?

- Yeah.

These things are
very important to him.

They're his.

- Sorry, mama.
I thought they were yours, too.

- Come on. Let's go.

- It's wildfire whiskey
by a half

as they come into the stretch.

- Cover that ground.
- You can do it!

Come on, lucky!
Come on, lucky!

- Yeah! That's our horse.

- It could be anybody's race.
- Come on, lucky.

- Wait a minute, folks. Looking
back lucky is making his move.

- Go, lucky, go!
- Coming up on the outside.

Look at that horse cover
the ground!

- That's a good horse, Jake.

- And it's wildfire whiskey,
looking back lucky

neck and neck,
stride for stride.

And it's looking back lucky
by a head.

- Look, grandpa, it's lucky.
- What a race!

The black horse has been out of
the gate five times, folks.

Three wins,
and he placed twice.

Looking back lucky
is owned and trained...

- well, like I said,
that's good horse flesh, honey.

You done good!

- I'll tell you, of all the
people I've ever worked with,

I've never met anybody who could
train a horse like she does.

She's got some real talent.

What did you think of
your girl's horse, Mr. Cooper?

- I think that horse
must come from

some pretty good bloodlines.

- Like your daughter, sir.

- You staying around
these parts, Morgan?

- Yeah, yeah.

I think I might check out
this hill country of yours.

- Yeah, the chamber of commerce
ought to

hire your daughter, sir.

When she's not talking horses,
she's talking Texas.

- Texas, huh?

- Um...

Think I'm going to have to
get going.

It's getting kind of late.

- Thanks again, Morgan,
for bringing lucky

and for bringing the video
of his last race.

- Well, I know you didn't get
a chance

to see him before you left,

and I thought your dad would
get a kick out of him.

- There you go.
- Okay, then that one.

- Amos, real pleasure.

- It's good to meet you, son.

You come back again,
all right?

Come back all the time.

There's always a sideshow
going on around here.

I appreciate that.

- Pleasure, Mr. Cooper.
- Yeah.

- See you, Billy.

- Well, don't just stand there,
girl.

Walk the man out to his truck.

Ain't you a liberated woman?

- I'd forgotten how beautiful
this place could be.

You...you better get going.

If you're going to...Go.

Jake.

- Morgan.

We've been friends
for a long time.

Let's not mess it up.

- Before I met you,

I thought I was
a pretty good trainer.

But you taught me that the
first thing you teach a horse

is to trust you.

Now, now... does that
work for people, too?

If I don't get to see you,
take it easy.

- I thought you were
sticking around?

- Hill country's
pretty big, isn't it?

- What?

- Did I say anything?

- I know what you're thinking.

No, Morgan is not
Billy's dad.

No, he's not my boyfriend.

No, he's not going to
be my boyfriend either.

- You know what I was thinking,
Jake?

I was thinking that
standing out here

in this moonlight,

you look just like your mama.

I do?

- She always had
this certain look in her eye

like she knew some secret

that me and will were
never going to figure out.

Oh, me and will used to
shovel it at her.

She loved every minute of it,
too.

She could dish it back

just as good as we could
shovel it at her.

- That's not how I remember it,
Amos.

- Well, it ain't
the kind of thing

that a little kid
can understand.

You know, you never have
really understood

just how much
they loved each other.

- It's funny how some people
can find so much love,

and other people
just can't get it right.

After Billy's dad,

I...I just gave up on it.

I don't have the time
or energy for that stuff.

Mom loved her roses,
didn't she?

When your ma and pa
first got married,

she planted about a dozen
fancy rosebushes.

They burned in the summer,

froze in the winter.

The deer ate 'em.
The bugs ate 'em.

No matter how hard she tried,

they always come up looking
like a bunch of sticks.

- There are roses out here
everywhere, Amos.

- Well, you see,

your daddy thought
them rosebushes

was a pain in the back.

So his idea was just
to smother them out.

So when we dug that
north stock pond,

he took a whole truckload
of dirt

and brought it down here
and dumped it

right on top of them sticks.

Of course, that just
happened to be

some of the best fertilized dirt
in the hill country.

So nature took its course.

And the next thing you know,

Sarah's roses was popping up
out of the cow patties.

Your daddy was
mad as a hornet, too.

But she thought he hung
the moon.

She didn't know
he was trying to kill 'em?

- John William may be ornery,

but he ain't stupid.

He planted two more
long rows for her.

That just happened to be
the same year you were born.

You know,

if you could turn lose
of that anger and that pain,

you might find time and energy
for that love.

And I'm telling you,

if you don't you're going
to need to get a clock

and some vitamins.

Because if you don't get
that stuff right,

ain't nothing else
ever going to matter.

- What's going on?

- There's nothing wrong
with this road.

- Maybe not for you.

But I'm not going to risk
exercising lucky

with these ruts in the road.

What's with the silver?

- Wow. Look at that saddle.

Just wanted Billy to see it.

- Can I ride with you, grandpa?
Can I, mama?

- I thought you were going
to help me grade the road.

- Sure you can, son.

- All right. Be careful.
Take good care of him.

- I will.

Okay. Let's get your hands up.

Hold onto that horn.

- Okay!

Let's go, grandpa.
Bye, mom!

- Ho!

Huh?

Hey, will, that girl
sure knew what she was doing

when she bought
that big, black horse.

Look at the time.

- Well, Mr. Cooper.

I've been trying to
track you down all day.

- Well, we've been right here
for five generations.

Shouldn't have been that hard.

I heard
your daughter was home.

That should speed things up.

Bob Sanchez.

Sanchez realty out of
San Antonio and Austin.

My condolences on your loss,
Mr. Cooper.

But now that Mr. Bankston's
passed on,

ameri-deal is prepared to make
more or less one last offer.

- And what would that be
exactly?

More or less?
Which is it?

- Mr. Cooper, we're giving you
a very fair offer,

more than fair
when you consider

the current circumstances
in the ranching business

and the market conditions.

- Mr. Sanchez,

are you trying to buy acreage
from the dry creek?

- No, miss Cooper.

We're trying to buy
all of dry creek.

Land, improvements, implements,
livestock.

Ameri-deal wants
the whole operation,

lock, stock and barrel.

- Well...

For the last time,
Mr. Sanchez,

the dry creek is not for sale,

and it's not going to be
for sale.

It's not going to be divided up
into them ten-acre ranchettes.

And it's not going to be
a tax write-off

for some big corporation.

- The truth, Ms. Cooper,
you can sell or lose it.

The sale to ameri-deal
has a lot to offer.

And it assures
the rest of your years

will be a lot more comfortable.

- You see that hill right there,
Mr. Sanchez?

That's known as Liberty hill.

The town's named after it.

Bunch of folks buried up there
just happen to be my kin.

They made it through
a lot of different wars,

diseases that no one
even thinks about anymore,

drought, pestilence,
the great depression.

They were stewards of the land.

They passed it on,
the care of it, the love of it.

And that's what
we're going to do.

The girl and me,
we're going to pass it on.

That's the way it works, by gum.

- Mr. Cooper, will,
this is a new millennium.

You got to stop looking back
over your shoulder

and look ahead.

Now, you're going to be hit
with an inheritance tax

that's probably 35% of what
this whole place is worth.

- Between you and me,
Mr. Sanchez,

I'd like nothing more
than to give it up,

spend the last of my days
in the lap of luxury.

But between you and me it would
be downright embarrassing

to be the only who didn't
die of a little stress.

I'm not planning on being
the one

who after five generations
dropped the ball, no sir.

You're the last
of your kind, will Cooper.

My hats off to you
for going down fighting.

But go down you will.

Better talk some sense
into your father.

That or lose this place
to the bank and the tax man

and get nothing in return.

Take care now.

- He's telling the truth,
isn't he?

- We're a little behind
on the note.

Ira Collins down at the bank,

he's been rolling
the dry creek's balloon note

over for 10, maybe 12 years.

One more rollover's not going to
make or break him or us.

We'll pay the interest,
a little on principal,

and the tax man, well,

they'll just have to let us
pay that off, too.

- And why am I just now
hearing about this?

- Jake, I just wanted
to spare you.

- Spare me?
- Yeah.

- Don't do me any favors,
all right.

I am my mother's daughter
after all.

All right.

They're making it work
out in California,

and it will work here, too.

You just need to listen to me
with an open mind.

You drive a pickup truck.

You think of your horses
as tools.

But there is a whole world
of people out there

who buy those ten acre
ranchettes,

drive Lincoln navigators
on semi-annual leases,

and think of
their pleasure horses

as big investments.

Those people take care
of their investments.

That is where we come in...

the dry creek training stable

and equine rehabilitation
center.

Specifications, pro forma.

- Oh, I see.
You've been talking to Amos.

Going to go into hock
up to your eyeballs

to get out of hock
up to your back.

- Right now, the future
of this place

is held together the same way
it was in the past,

with rusted barbed wire
and rotted rubber bands.

There's room here
for a horse operation.

- This has been
a cattle operation

ever since it started,

and that's the way
it's going to wind up.

I'm going to talk to Ira Collins
at the bank tomorrow,

and we'll do
what we've always done.

It's just that simple.

- You know,
that might work for you,

but it sure as heck
doesn't work for me.

We can do this the easy way
or the hard way.

There's one thing for sure.

This time, we're not going to be
doing it just your way.

And, for the record, I haven't
eaten beef in six years.

I'm a vegetarian.

I don't believe in
killing animals.

I'm into healing them.

- ...nationwide network
of trainers and managers

all in desperate need of
rehabilitation for their horses.

That's where the training
and rehab facility comes in.

- Mm-hmm.
- Up and running in 90 days.

Near immediate cash flow.

- Ira, you and I both know
the cattle market's

got no place to go but up.

Now, we did all right
with that Angus-Hereford cross.

We just need a little more time
to get the mix right,

and then we'll pay off
this note once and for all.

But, for now...

- it sounds like a good plan,
will,

but this is now.

And right now I can't give you
the time,

not even if you reduce
the principal by 50%.

- Look, this is
an up-and-coming trend.

We tie in with a big
restaurant chain, maybe two.

We feed and sell exclusively

at a predetermined price
per pound,

there's no risk in it.

- If you would just look

at the proposal, Mr. Collins,
it's all there.

An integrated and complimentary
concept for the horse operation.

I'm telling you...
service the horse lover.

That is where the money is.

- Well, I must say
I'm impressed, very.

I've never seen a better
pro forma cash flow analysis

on a horse ranching operation.

It's... it's all beautifully
laid out.

- It's all here
in black and white.

- The trouble is...

I can't get approval for
any additional loan commitments

until and unless you make
a substantial reduction

in the current note.

- You're already holding
our land

and improvements as collateral

with far more than
what we're asking.

- Ms. Cooper, Jake,

we're here to talk about the
dry creek's current obligations.

- This will work, Mr. Collins.
It's cutting edge.

- Look, the girl said her piece.

Now, you and I have to
talk some Turkey.

I simply came here
to roll a note.

Now, let's get to it.

- Like I said, Jake,
it's all very well thought out.

No argument.

And if you'd had this plan
a year ago before...

- Uh, I can't do it, will.

Not this time.

If I did it for you,

I'd have to be doing it
for them,

and we'd all go to heck.

You, me and them.

- Well, that would be
a darn shame wouldn't it, Ira,

to have to help them.

Rex over there,
didn't his daddy

do the carpeting work
on these teller cages?

And Fausto, his daddy
spotted the first oil well

in Colorado county,

saved this very bank from
going belly up back in '31.

Charlie Bankston of dry creek,

he stayed on the board
of this bank,

served on it
until the day he died.

Them is what made Liberty hill

and I might add kept you
in a job for over 25 years.

- It's not the same
Liberty hill, will.

Newcomers aren't farmers
or ranchers.

Times change, people change.

Banking changes
to keep the pace.

Will, ranching has changed.

- When I married Sarah,

old Charlie Bankston
made me make three promises...

to love that woman
with all my heart,

to always wear a clean shirt
if I can,

and to always pay my debts.

And I'll keep that promise
until the day I die.

Now, we just got to
get through this.

What do you want me to do, Ira?
Just tell me.

- Just pay it off, will.

It's been due ten times over.

We're not on the good old boys
system anymore.

- Tell me something, Ira...
have we changed?

You, me?

Would $50,000 buy me
half a year?

- 120 days?

Come on, Ira.

- You know...

I can maybe get you another 90

if I apply it to principal.

- Got any tape?

- Well, what did you
good old boys come up with?

- We talked it over and worked
it out like we always do.

- Put another band-aid
on a gushing artery.

Sounds like a good, solid
business plan to me.

You know,
after all that work I did,

he didn't really
even look at it.

He just sort of dismissed it.

You are two of a kind,
you know that?

As for you, you...

Ira ought to be fired
or retired.

- You just don't understand
the system, young lady.

Ira's a good sort.

He's just stuck between
a rock and a hard place

like the rest of us.

- He's the biggest jughead
in five counties, if you ask me.

- I thought you thought
I held that honor.

- I hadn't met Ira Collins.

- You want the post office
or the feed store?

No matter what the bank says,
we still got bills to pay.

- Feed store.

- Pick me up in front of
the post office.

I'll be the one with his pockets
turned inside out.

- Not used to dry creek folk
calling ahead with their order,

Ms. Cooper, Jake.

- Welcome to the cell phone
generation, Dabney.

- We'll get somebody out
to load you as fast as we can.

Your order's all set up,
Morgan.

Uh, anything else we can do
for you?

- Yeah, Dabney, one more thing.

Thanks.

Here we go.

- Yeah, give me a second.

I'm just making some room here.

- Hey, let me give you a hand.

- Morgan?

Hello, Jake.

- What are you doing here?

- I got bills to pay.
Excuse me.

Get this truck loaded
right up for you.

- Listen, if you have it
in your head to stick around,

I'm sure you could get a job
as a horse trainer somewhere.

There's lots of horse ranches.

I could put in a good word
for you.

- Here you go, Morgan.

We'll keep all the special oats

in stock for you from now on.

- You don't really work here,
do you?

Yeah, I'll take care
of the rest, thanks.

- I'm coming, old man.

Oh, you would not believe
what I had to go through

to get your dinner.

Now, I miss grandpa, too.

Come on.

- Oh, I just saw the clock,

and I saw the light was on.

I figured I better come
down here and take a look.

You know, Jake,

I've been wanting to have
a talk with you.

- Yeah?

- You know, you need to
cut yourself some slack.

Nobody can do it all, girl.

You just take a look around,

there's some really good things
happening here.

I mean, you're home.

Billy's a fine little boy.

And that big old black horse of
yours is really something else.

He's fast.

The other day when you
were working him out,

I thought for a minute
my watch was busted.

Must have set you back
a pretty penny, huh?

- Oh, I bought him with
the money mom left me.

- That's kind of putting
all your eggs in one basket,

isn't it?

- It's the only basket I had.

Besides, he didn't cost
that much.

Didn't come from
champion blolines.

Nobody believed in him
but me.

I figure lucky is
my ticket to the promised land.

- Hmm.

You know, Jake, it gets awful
lonely in that promise land

by yourself.

Come on.

- It's hard to imagine
all you been saying

from a horse with no bloodlines.

- Can I help you two gentlemen?

- Here's the real reason
why he's a winner.

Jake Cooper,
horse trainer extraordinaire.

Jake, I'd like you to meet
Alex Kerwin,

Rio Baho farms
over in Travis County.

- Mr. Kerwin.

- Ever since Morgan and I
partnered up,

I've heard nothing but
amazing things about you

and your horse.

I just had to see for myself.

- Partners?
Well, that was fast.

- Well, I've been needing
someone like Morgan

for a long time.

I know first class
when I see it.

We train, breed and sell,

and, of course, I'm always
on the lookout

for buying the right horse.

- Yeah, I'm familiar with
Rio Baho farms.

But I need to let you know,
Mr. Kerwin,

lucky's not for sale.

And he's already been in
the winner's circle

more than once.

- Well, what Morgan means

is the really big
winner's circle.

- Ah.

- Now maybe we can
work something out.

The three of us,

with Morgan being trainer
running under my silks,

splitting the profits.

You do trust Morgan, I'm sure.
- Excuse me.

You should have known better
than to bring him here.

- Uh, Jake, we never even talked
about lucky being for sale

until he took a look at him.

I only brought him here
because...

- because he's got the money,
and you have the time,

and I have neither, right?

And your little partnership

looks like it could solve
all my problems, is that it?

- Well, exactly, Ms. Cooper.
Exactly.

- Alex, you...

we've seen what we've
come here to see.

- Ms. Cooper.

- You know, Morgan, I can
fight my own battles.

- I didn't bring Alex here
to make an offer on lucky.

He's seen the videos.

He took one look at him,
he knew he was a winner.

That's his business.

I brought him here because
I wanted him to meet
the amazing woman

who took a no bloodline
skittish Colt

and turned him into a winner.

- Times must be tougher
than I thought.

This ain't that much
of a crowd.

- If you want to go play,
Billy, you can.

Just stay where I can see you,
okay?

Remember, Billy, stay where
I can see you.

- Okay.

- Right yonder is the hottest
item at this auction.

Wonder how high that bidding's
going to go.

- Jacqueline?

It is you, isn't it?

- Mrs. Stone, hi. Hi.

- Oh my, my.

You're the spitting image
of your ma.

Where you been keeping
yourself?

- Oh, I've been around.

- Well, 60 years of hard work
to the highest bidder.

Oh, well, pay my taxes
for one more year.

- Afternoon, Jake.

- Mrs. Stone,
this is Morgan Murphy.

- I know Morgan here.

He's been helping me all morning
to get this organized.

Oh, excuse me, dears.

- That's my kind of woman.

Hannah stone's my kind of woman.

Trouble is, they make darn few
of them like that anymore.

- Sure are making yourself
at home here in Liberty hill.

- Yeah, the place is
beginning to grow on me.

Some nice people.

- Here we go, folks.

The prize of the whole shebang,
one of a kind.

What we have here is
a classic, folks.

It's one of a kind,

and I bet this beauty's
100 years old, if it's a day.

Hannah? Hannah stone,
am I right?

- Sam's granddaddy built it.

- You heard it, folks.
Now Sam's daddy built it.

- Granddaddy!
Sam's granddaddy built it!

- I'm sorry.
Sam's granddaddy built it.

All right, Randy.
Let's get this show on the road.

Now, you heard the lady,
folks,

this 100-year-plus desk,
solid pecan wood,

is beyond price.

But let's see if we can
get close

to something fair for it today.

All right, who wants
to start us out?

What do you want to
give for it? Who go $300?

Who go $300? Who go 4?
Do I hear a $400 bid?

Now, 4. Now who go 5?
Who go 5? I got $500.

5 anybody? 5 anywhere?
Aw, come on now, folks.

Now, we're trying to help
a lovely lady

give the government its due.

Because they need it
more than we do.

Now, who go 500 one time?
Who go 5?

$500. Who go 6?
That's the spirit?

Who go 600 one time?
Zachary Justin in the back.

Now we're cooking, let's go 7.

We don't want that tax man
to win now do we, folks?

Who go 700 one time?
700, now who go 8? Do I hear 8?

8 anywhere? Aw, now, folks,
you won't find another one

like this in all of Texas

or in all the world.

Native pecan wood,
and I need $800.

Now who go 8 one time?
Who will give me 8. $800 bid?

Now, folks, you know that
this here is a Jewel.

This one sets the pace.

Now, did we come here today

to raise money
or just eat barbecue?

I'm talking to you, Randy.

You still got sauce
in your moustache.

Now, let's go 800 one time.
Who go 800?

Cole Jordan in the back
for 800, who go 9?

Do I hear 9 anybody?
9 anywhere?

Do I hear 800 going once?
800 going twice?

1,000.

- $1,000. Is that you,
will Cooper?

- Yep.
- 1,000 now, going once.

1,000 going twice.

Come on, folks, let's get
a little bit up higher

in the saddle, shall we?

- Make it 1,200.
- $1,200.

Is anybody going to top that?
Anybody anywhere?

She's sold right there
to will Cooper for $1,200.

Thank you, will.

Now, that will make a nice desk

for sitting down
and writing out checks

to pay those bills
every month, won't it?

Now, folks, if you give us
just a minute,

we'll have lot item 126
up here for you.

- $1,200? That's money
we could use.

We don't need a desk.

- Jake, if you don't know
what just happened here,

you've got farther to go
than I thought.

You ladies need a beer?

- Yeah.
- Sure.

- Amos, we ought to
sort out all this old equipment

and sell off anything
we're not using.

We should have an auction.

Maybe find out if that
trophy saddle of mine

is worth anything.

- You know, will,

what you did for Hannah
was mighty fine.

But you need to remember,

no good deed goes unpunished.

We just have to...

Put one foot
in front of another.

- Where did this come from?

- Smiling Sam's used cars.

- Where's your little
purple love machine?

- Smiling Sam's used cars.

We had bills to pay.
They're paid.

- What in the world
are you doing?

- Acupuncture.

I doubt it will cure him.

He's old, but it will
give him some relief.

At this point, that's all
that can be done

besides hydrotherapy,
and I can't pull that off here.

Hmm.

- Oh, come on, grandpa.
Read it again.

- I don't have to read it.

I've got it memorized by now.

- Please!

- Just not sleepy are you?

Let me see.

I think... I think I've got
the trick.

- What are you doing, grandpa?

- Oh, looking for something,
Billy.

- Grandpa!
What are you looking for?

- Just close your eyes.

It's a surprise.

Okay.

Long, long time ago,
he was your mama's.

Now, he's yours.

His name's buddy.

Since you're going to be
up all night,

maybe you and him could
talk things over,

get to know each other.

Come on, hop in bed,
the both of you.

Get in there.

- Did you tuck mom in bed
when she was little?

- Not often enough, Billy.

- Is that why she's so mad
at you now?

- No, son.

It's a bunch more complicated
than that.

There you go.

- I'm not mad at you, grandpa.

I love you.

- Goodnight, son.

- I didn't know you were...

- oh yeah,
I'm just finishing up.

I'm calling it quits
after I balance my checkbook.

- Here you go, little buckaroo.

You finish those, I'll give you
some more, okay?

Your great grandpa used to say
waste not, want not.

- Whoa, easy.
That's all the syrup we got.

Got to think of other folks.

- That's a novel concept
coming from you.

- Just what's that
supposed to mean?

- The check.

- Oh yeah, I've been meaning
to talk to you about that.

- The check was for
the buy-sell agreement.

I was buying you out, remember?

You cashed the check.

I don't ever remember us
coming to an agreement.

- You got any coffee?

Billy, why don't you take
one of Amos's biscuits

and buddy bear

and go outside
and wait on the porch.

Like grandpa Charlie said,
it's a partnership.

You put in $50,000.

I put in a lifetime
of blood and sweat.

I'd say that makes us partners.

That money bought the family
90 days at the bank.

- Family discuss matters.

They talk about their thoughts
and their ideas,

their problems.

- I bought us 90 days, Jake.

- You bought us 90 days
with my money.

That's a decision we probably
should have made together.

You know, you...
you have not changed

at all in eight years.

If you would just for once
stop and listen...

- grandpa, there's a man
sitting on the porch!

- This time of the morning?
- Who is it, Billy?

- Just sitting there.

Told him I'd find my grandpa.

- Excuse me.

- Billy honey, come on
and finish your breakfast.

- Ira?
- Morning, will.

I... I couldn't bring myself
to knock, it being so early.

- You look like you just
run over

your favorite cow dog, Ira.

What's happened?

Well, I...

I should have called you
last night,

but I couldn't
make myself do it.

- What's wrong?

- They let me go, will.

Twenty-five years,
and they let me go.

- They can just do that.

Yeah, I get
the pension and all,

but it wasn't my choosing.

And neither was the other, will.

Um...

I told 'em it was a promise.

I told 'em we had a deal.

Northern lights bank shares

is calling the note
on the dry creek.

I'm sorry, will.

- You want some breakfast, Ira?

You come a long way
to get out here.

- I know just what you mean.
My grandson is...

- Irene, can you tell me
who took over Ira Collins' job?

- Well, that would be
Mr. Wainwright.

Jack Wainwright from
Seattle, Washington...

- where can I find him?

- Well, he's in the loan
committee meeting with...

mister, you can't go in.
Mr. Cooper!

- What we have to focus on
this quarter

is moving our non-producing
loans our of the portfolios...

- I had a feeling I'd find
you here, Sanchez.

We'll talk later, but right now
I'm looking for Jack Wainwright.

- And you would be?

- Will Cooper,
dry creek ranch.

- Ah, Mr. Cooper.

Well, if you'll just wait
out in the lobby.

- I signed over a check
for $50,000.

In return, I was promised
90 days grace

to sell off stock
and pay a note.

Now, what happened
to my $50,000?

- Dry creek ranch, yes.

Duly applied to
the balance of the loan.

A past-due loan and...

Insufficient to cover that loan.

We've decided as a committee
to call the note.

- Well, what happened to
my 90 days?

What happened
to five generations

of honest work and trust?

Trust on both sides?

- Mr. Collins had no authority
to accept those conditions.

Mr. Collins did not and does not

represent northern lights
bank shares.

Your note has been called,
and yours isn't the only one.

- Who made that call? You?

Or was it Sanchez over there?

Or some outfit called
ameri-crook?

- No, Mr. Cooper.
The decision came from Seattle.

Now, if you'll just...

- dry creek is going to be
cut up and sold off

for ten times,
twenty times what's owed.

Mr. Wainwright,

that gives bank robbery
a whole new meaning.

- Disposal of the property
will be Seattle's decision.

And here's my decision!

- Listen here, you.

Now, you send that
on to Seattle.

You're in Texas now, mister.

I'm really sorry, ma'am.

We'll talk later, Sanchez.

- Hya! Hya! Come on!

- Seattle pulled the plug.

We either pay the note,
or they'll call the collateral.

- Which means?

- Means, uh, we're just about
done in.

- Got our work cut out for us.

- Yes, sir.

- Where do we start?

- First, we cull
the breeding stock.

Then, we find a buyer
for the rest,

get the best price we can.

Then we flush out and round up

every head of stock
on the place.

- And pray.

- Amos, your horse needs a ride.

- I believe he does.

- Yo! Oh!

- Come on.

Giddy up.

- That a girl, Jake.

You ain't lost your touch.

- How'd it go, boss?

- Not good enough.

Better get back out there.

- That's close enough.

- Well, not by a long shot.

Our tallies match close enough,
Fuller,

but I'm going to be a lot
shorter on the headcount

that I made not more than
two weeks ago.

I can't say I'm a bit surprised.

Disappointed,
but not surprised.

Charlie used to say
nothing done in a hurry's
ever done right.

We're way short here, Jake.

You give me some more time,
I might be able to...

- we have to throw in
the breeders

to even come close, Amos.

- Well, jingle bells,
John William.

What are we going to
have left then?

A heck of a collection
of cow patties?

We're not going to have
anything left to build on.

What good is land
without stock?

- What good is stock
without land?

What did Charlie's daddy have
when he started?

Rumor was about two dozen head
of Russell heifers

and a bull he borrowed
from somebody

whose name he couldn't
recollect.

- We can cut you a check
as soon as we weigh that...

- tomorrow we load up
the breeding stock

and the bull pasture.

- Are you sure?

That's almost like
the end of the trail.

- You heard 'em.

Load 'em up.
We'll have to make a new trail.

- Ooh wee.

- This was Sarah's
favorite spot.

Glad she didn't see this.

- What are we celebrating?

- Oh, I don't know.

The end of everything.

- Well, let's have us a drink
to pessimism.

- Maybe the beginning.

If they take the ranch,

we don't have to make
anymore payments on the note.

- I pay my debts.

- Well, here's to darn fools
and pessimists.

Cheers.

- Billy, get in the cab
of the truck.

- I'll get him.

- Looks like it's moving
pretty fast.

I'm going to get down
to the barn.

- Ooh!

That was too close.

- The barn!

- Amos. Call county fire!

Hang on, Billy.
Hang on.

- Sir, we've got
a lightning strike

at dry creek ranch
on county road.

We've got our barn on fire!

- Stay put, Billy.

- Shoo!

Billy, you stay in the truck.
Don't move, okay?

- But, mama, lucky!
- I know, I know, baby.

I'm going to get him, I promise.
You stay here.

It's okay, lucky.
Calm down, buddy.

Whoa, whoa. Easy.

Let me get you out of here.
Hold on.

- Mama! Save lucky!

Hya!

- Grandpa!
- Billy!

- Billy, get out!

- Is he all right?
- Take him up to the house.

- All right.
- Lock him in if you have to.

- Oh, boy. Come here.
Come here, boy.

Wait!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

No.

- Come on! Hya hya!
Let's get on!

- Apache!

- Daddy!

- Hya! Hya! Hya!

Hya!

- Well, look at that.

Won that in San Antone,
July of '72.

That was quite a ride.

- Well, that's a darn fool
move, John William.

You could have polished it up.

- Fourth of July rodeo, right?

- Yes, ma'am.

- The year I was born.

- How was I supposed to know
you'd be born a week early?

- What about
all my other birthdays?

- You know, fourth of July
is a big rodeo purse.

Always sent you a present,
didn't I?

- I didn't want your presents,
all right.

I just wanted you to be around
like a father.

It's one thing I always said,

when I had Billy at least
I'd be around for him.

- You know why that buckle
meant so much to me?

It's the hardest ride
I ever took.

I spent all my time
thinking about your mama

having my baby, you.

- All right, the both of you,
just shut the heck up!

I swear, heads as hard
as green pecans.

You know, I spent most
of my life right here

working dry creek.

And I'm doing what I love,

and I feel like
a mighty lucky man.

But ranching ain't
no easy business!

It ain't for the faint of heart!

You work the good times
as well as the bad,

and you're a big help if
you don't need much sleep.

- Amos, don't get
your blood in a boil.

- You know, John William,
living with you

ain't always been
no bed of roses.

I understand that hard times

and burying people you love
can make a man tough,

but this girl's aching inside.

And she's been giving
all she's got to help us.

And what you do?

You keep cutting her off
at the knees!

And as for you, Jake,

you ought to understand by now

that your daddy's done more
with less

than any other man around
these parts, rodeos and all.

Don't you know he dies
a little bit

every time you... you...

both of you,
you're two of a kind!

Don't you hard-heads get it?

What happens to all this
don't matter!

What happens to this
is what matters!

Family! That's all
there really is.

- What's the matter?

- Amos?
- What's the matter, Amos?

Oh!

Help us over here, fella.

- Amos!

- Hey, we got some stuff?

- Amos, you okay? Come on, Amos.
- Amos?

- He's out of ICU.
He's in room 104 now.

You can stick your head
in the door,

but only stay a minute.

- All right.

- You hard-headed
old peckerwood.

You almost did yourself in.

Don't have get so riled up.

Please, Amos, wake up.

I ain't got anybody to talk to.

You know, uh...

I hate this place.

I can't remember a worse day

since the day I lost Sarah.

Girl said some pretty awful
things to me that day.

Said she'd hate me,
hate me 'til the day I die.

How did it all come to that?

How the heck did it
all come to that?

Grandpa Charlie,
he went numb that day, too.

Didn't want to say goodbye
to his baby girl.

I had to do it.

I had take her off
this darn machine.

Sarah's never going to
come back, Amos.

Not being Sarah again.

Not in this world.

I couldn't just let her
lay there.

Well, anyway, I could
talk to you about it.

I didn't want her carrying
the load of that decision.

You know, I never thought

that I'd wind up losing

the both of them that day,
my wife and my daughter.

Please wake up, Amos.

The good lord didn't
bring us this far

just to drop us
on our behinds.

Mama, what's wrong?

- Hey.

They think it was a stroke.

- Oh.
- Maybe mild.

He's still partially sedated.

Go figure.

Laid-back Amos having a stroke.

- Maybe he'll shake it off.

A lot of people do.

- Yeah.

We won't know anything
for 24 hours or so.

- How about you?
You okay?

Gosh, no, I'm not okay.

I...I just don't have
anymore answers.

- Yeah, you do.

- Irene.

- Morning. Will Cooper,
I heard about the fire,

and I hope Amos
is going to be all right...

- I'm looking for
that fella Wainwright.

- He's out of the office
at a meeting, will.

- All right, where do I find
Sanchez?

- Well, Mr. Sanchez doesn't
office here at the bank, will.

- Is there anybody here
that actually runs the place?

- Well, is there?

I believe that's you, will.

- What's me?
- Your cell phone.

It's ringing.
- I don't own...

Belongs to Amos.

Answer it for me, will you?

- Hello?

It's the hospital, will,
for you.

- Will Cooper.

- Thank goodness you're here,
Mr. Cooper.

- How serious is it?
- Very.

We've done everything
we know how.

- How long has this
been going on?

- Most of the morning.
But it's getting worse.

- John William Cooper.
It's about time you got here.

No, you tell this jailer here
to give me back my pants

because we're going home.

- Absolutely
out of the question.

Bed rest and monitoring
is what was ordered.

Your tests will be back...
- Hasta la vistababy.

- Now, you heard the lady, Amos.

Turn around and get back
into bed

before this goes
from serious to worse.

- Worse? You mean as in dying?

Oh, no, no, no.

If you got a feeling
somebody needs to do that,

you do the honors
because I'm figuring on

sticking around
for another 20 years or so

just to make people like
you and her miserable.

Now, give me my pants.

You know what could kill
a fella?

Laying around in that bed
back there, hard as rocks,

counting the ceiling tiles.

Now, will, I'm going home.

You get me my britches,
or I'm going like 'is.

- Wouldn't do to have his back
waving in the breeze.

Get the man his pants.

- I'm getting the doctor.
- Yeah, you do that.

Maybe he knows
who stole my britches.

You know, when I was up there
in that coma,

I had the strangest dream.

I dreamt you was rubbing
my feet.

I'm worried about you.

How many fingers you see?

- I ain't counting fingers.
What happened to Jake?

- I don't know.

One minute she's standing
in the hospital room door.

The next minute she's gone
just like before.

Go down to the parking lot,

and her old truck
just wasn't there.

- Well, it ain't likely
she just took off, will.

- Whoa!

- If I'd wanted to die,

I'd have stayed in the hospital,
will.

- Where in blazes this fool
think he's going

in such a hurry?

- Looks like you're going to
get a chance to ask him.

He's turning into dry creek.

- What the heck's going on here?

Jake can't sell this place
out from under me.

- No, I couldn't,
and I wouldn't.

- Then somebody tell me
what's going on here.

- Amos, who let you out
of the hospital?

- I let myself out, Jake.

One of you fellas
want to answer his question?

- Bygones be bygones,
Mr. Cooper.

Congratulations.
- Congratulations for what?

- It's going to be
a big boost for Liberty hill,

the county and
the whole hill country.

Northern lights bank share
is glad to be a part of it.

- What you're looking at,
Mr. Cooper,

is phase one of
the dry creek training stables

and equine rehab center.

And I am proud to be part of it.

- Jake, you want to tell
your daddy

what these guys
are talking about?

- It's my dream.
It's coming true.

All right, lucky. Here's how
this is going to work.

You're going to go
run your race,

and I'm going to run mine.

We can do this, buddy.

Together, we can all do this.

- You want me to take him?

- I'd be happy
if you'd do the honors.

Come on, boy.

- Jake.

- We're going to rebuild
the barn.

Add some new stables
right over there.

That's where the new
hydrotherapy pool's going to go.

Morgan called Mr. Kerwin.

He's agreed to be
our financial partner,

put up the seed money.

For the next two years,
lucky runs under his silks.

He wants his winnings,
and he will win.

Cover our nut,

he comes back and races
for the dry creek.

When his racing days are over,
he comes home,

and his bloodlines
start here where he belongs.

- This has always been
a cattle ranch.

- You better get your
premium beef scheme

up and running, huh, daddy?

South pasture still has
50 head left.

We're keeping half
the breeding stock in bulls.

Gabe, I want to use your horse
for the rest of the afternoon.

- All right.
- Zachariah, yours too.

Come on, big fella.

Morgan, look after Billy,
will you?

Jake and I got some work to do.

Jake, let's go for a ride.

Take a look at the gates.

Check that old water tank.

Do a count of all those bulls
you're talking about.

Then you can explain
to your daddy

how this is all going
to work out.

- Like old Charlie Bankston
always said,

cowboying is hard work

from before daylight
to way past dark.

Not enough money
to write home about,

but the thing is
it gets in your blood.

Of course, you do have to
keep up with the times.

To do it right,
you spend every day

doing something you love,

and not many folks can say that.