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You could lose your job on Monday.

I almost always could
lose my job, Micki.

- It's part of the fun.
- Yes.

So fun being partners with the guy

who's costing the department
200 an hour in legal fees.

Yeah, I don't know why I
thought the guy would settle.

Hey, by the way,

the way I handled it that day,

you said I should evolve,

- and I know you're not wrong.
- Mm-hmm.

But he did spit in my face.

And you slammed him repeatedly...

Yeah, I know, I know.

Thing is, it probably won't matter.

I mean, you and I both know it,

judges tend to protect the white hat.

I'm not saying it's ideal,
okay, or even right,

but we don't make the rules.

It's just the way the system works.

It fits the old "I felt threatened,

my actions were justified" narrative.

But it still doesn't make it okay.

There's a lot about our
jobs we have to accept,

and we might not like all of it.

Ain't that right, Denise?

Will you please explain to me

your thing with that hideous boar?

I agree she's hideous.

But she was Emily's favorite thing

about this place.

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- And the next round's on me
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to whoever's sober enough to help.

Mm-mm. Next round is
always on the house.

Well, the house needs a
little help, to be honest.

Okay. What is this?

Happy birthday, babe!

Okay.

Wow. Um...

thank you.

What am I supposed to do with it?

First of all, it's not an it.

She's clearly a girl.

Yeah, I'm thinking, um,

Denise.

Denise the deer.

It's a boar.

Well, not all things have
to be good for them to be good.

You're crazy. I love you.

You've been back and living
with your parents for weeks now.

Can you please change your address?

I really don't want your
Bed and Bath coupons.

I do. Hmm.

Oh, wow.

Oh, is that...

- Uh, my wife's life insurance check. Yeah.
- _

Oh. Didn't realize that was in there.

Uh, Sunday marks a year, so...

- I'm so sorry, Walker.
- No, it's fine. It's fine. I'm fine.

How are Stel and Augie?

They want to honor Emily by doing

her "favorite thing", camping.

In storm season, in Texas.

- With you.
- Yeah.

But if it's important to 'em,
you know, what can you do?

Well, you can talk about it if you want.

Okay, uh, it's been a year,

yes, but it's just a day,

a normal day, no different
than any other day.

* I'm hanging on... *

Well, Denise, you just had
to make this about you.

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I thought I was done with this.

Well, Carlos, so did we.

We've been looking into the details

about the night that you claim
that you killed Emily Walker,

and we still have some questions.

You help us out, we might be
able to get you a new trial.

- I don't want a new trial.
- Why not?

Because I don't want anything
to do with you or anyone else.

And I'm done talking with cops,
so... don't come back.

I...

Okay.

What do you think?

I think that he didn't
like your jacket either.

Either? What...

I also think that he is scared.

Scared of what? What's
worse than life in prison?

What's waiting for him if he leaves?

"Objection. Speculation".

We take it to a judge,
that's what we're gonna get.

This guy's about to spend
the rest of his life in prison.

We shouldn't have any questions.

I agree, but I wish that the guy

with the answers would talk to us.

Yeah, well, that's why we're gonna need

someone on the inside.

All right. Flashlight...

Um, do we have all the headlamps?

Uh, check.

What is the point of doing this

if you're just gonna do it yourself?

Look, I'm just trying to
make sure we don't repeat

- that 2017 fiasco, all right?
- Augie has a point.

Who thinks a picnic blanket
is a hammock anyway, right?

Mom. Mom did it.

- Oh, Mom.
- Yeah.

Ooh.

- Geri, hey.
- Hey.

I'm just gonna say it,
I'm selling the bar.

- What?
- I'm sorry, I should have told you sooner.

What do you mean
you-you're selling the bar?

Yeah, I've had a million developers

make offers over the years,

and I just... I just think it's time.

Uh, one is actually on
his way over right now.

Why the sudden rush to get rid of it?

Please don't do this. It's time, Cordi.

Oh, no, no, no. Hell no, it's not.

Don't do anything.

I'm on my way.

Hey, uh, emergency at the Side Step.

Would you look at that.
A last-minute case.

There's no case. I'll be right back.

I am pretty sure we
could both get arrested

for what you just did.

Mm, good thing I'm the
one with the handcuffs.

Ah...

Lobster's my dad's joy, huh?

What are you doing?

I'm sharing my joy.

- With your mom?
- Relax.

Look, she can't tell we're in bed. See?

I'll just tell her we're picking up food

at the Olive Garlic.

I would never do anything
to embarrass you

in front of my parents.

Okay?

I also don't lie to my family.

I actually ordered from Olive Garlic.

Doesn't look like you
brought breadsticks.

Where's my daughter?

Mom?

I thought I kept tabs on you,

but clearly I missed a thing or two.

Speaking of, maybe you
could put on a thing or two.

Once the sale goes through,

we'll tear it down in a few weeks.

Hey.

Don't bother.

She's not serious about selling it.

Actually, I am.

This is Alex.

He's a real estate developer.

Alex, this is the Side
Step's Moaning Myrtle.

Actually, it's Cordell Walker,

Texas Ranger.

And I'm gonna need to
see your credentials.

Your real estate license, your
Texas eligibility certificate...

Alex, can you just give
us a minute, please?

- Yeah, let's go outside.
- Yeah.

Matter of fact, you too,
property cousin,

because you see this, uh,

see this wreckage over here?

This may indicate foul play.

And that means

I'm gonna have to shut down
the Side Step to investigate.

There will be no sale today,

because this...

is now a crime scene.

You didn't know she was coming?

I didn't even know she knew
where I lived.

We haven't talked in months.

It's typical Wicked Witch.
Sends no warning.

I'm exaggerating.

I just... But don't speak to her.

I mean, like, say hi, obviously,

but, like, literally not another
word. You know what?

Don't say anything at all.

Wow.

You know what, even in combat,

I've never seen you spin out like this.

Yeah, well, in combat, I didn't
have a manipulative PhD

in my living room ready to twist

every word I utter into
some Old Testament

condemnation of my entire life.

So just not one word
until I get her to leave.

- We good? Okay.
- Yeah. Yeah.

Hey, Mom,

I really wish you would have
told me you were coming.

I'm pretty swamped at work...

So, the two of you cohabiting
is a recent development.

Jasmine-scented fabric softener?

Not really your vibe, Micki. Suits you.

- She has good taste.
- Mm.

His name is Trey, Mom.

I didn't think you had my books.

You would like this one, Trey.

Why Avoidant Personality Disorders

Choose Law Enforcement.

It's a very good case
study about a young...

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Sweet guys speak Spanish.

I'm trying to make an effort here.

I'm sorry for dropping by unannounced,

but I didn't know how you'd feel.

It's been so long.

Yeah. Fine.

Whatever. Lunch tomorrow?

I think I could fit that
in after my appointment.

I have a psych eval tomorrow
with a Ranger.

You might know him, actually.

- The guy used excessive force...
- There it is.

There it is. What did I say?

You're not here to make up,

you're here to eviscerate my partner.

Mom, how could you do that?

It's a complete conflict of interest.

The cases are actually
randomly assigned.

Sure they are.

You know what?

No.

I'm not gonna let you do your mind games

to my partner.

You really let things go, Denise.

A crime scene, Walker?
Are you kidding me?

There is no foul play.
This bar is falling apart.

Well, don't you worry,

- I'll get to the bottom of it.
- No.

You're not gonna get to
the bottom of anything.

You're in denial.

And not just about the bar.

Emily died a year ago.

I feel it, too.

- And tomorrow, you may lose your career.
- Mm.

Look...

I know that you're dealing with a lot,

and maybe focusing on
this bar is the easy...

I mean, how could you
even consider selling it?

Geri, all the memories we have here.

So you have selective memory, too.

Oh, come on. My 32nd birthday?

Tell me, tell me that wasn't
the best night ever.

I am being serious, Walker.
I need a fresh start,

and selling this place could
be a clean break for me.

Okay, calm down, I can fix it in a day.

Emily was the handyman.

I have seen you swing a hammer.

- Okay?
- Yeah.

You can't fix this.

These are foundational problems.

I know it's hard.

I know you don't want to face it.

But it's time to move on.

You can't move on from
a crime scene, Geri.

That's ridiculous.

Keys, please.

Lock up, lovebirds.

Remember to shut off the lights

and blow out the candles.

I love you, brother.

Happy birthday!

Love you.

- Happy birthday.
- Thank you.

Oh, we're getting kinky.

Eh. Not what you thought.

Uh, I'm just gonna do a
little bit of redecorating.

You don't own this place

to be making these kinds of decisions.

Oh, come on.

We spend so much time
here, it, you know,

it's basically like a
second home... whoa.

All right. Here, put that somewhere.

Thanks.

- Yeah? Yeah?
- Babe.

This is getting a bit...

- Oh, oh.
- ...out of control.

I'm fine. It's fine. It's nothing.

Ah, here comes the pillow talk.

No, your job is dangerous.

And I know that this makes
you really uncomfortable,

but I need to be prepared.

We can't just ignore this anymore.

We-we need a will.

Ah, nothing gets my candle lit
like a last will and testament.

Out of curiosity, what
would you do if I died?

I'd marry Geri and I'd
work at the Side Step.

You had that
on the tip of your tongue.

I mean, what would you do if I died?

- If you died?
- Mm-hmm.

My life would be over.

I'd grow a crazy widower beard

and drink myself blind

and come back here every single night

just to feel the faintest spark
of joy you brought to me.

Then... I'd marry Geri
and work at the Side Step.

Oh! Gosh. You light my candle.

Then turn left after the giant oak tree.

Yeah, we're almost finished packing.

I, uh, thought you already
finished packing.

I only had one evening look,
and this top isn't going to work

by the lake and a campfire.

And a flannel just seemed
too off-message.

Yeah, okay.

Yeah, what exactly is the message here?

Honoring Mom.

And obviously we need someone to help us

get there 'cause neither
one of us can drive.

Look, camping was Mom's favorite thing,

and I'm not gonna waste this
day just 'cause Dad bailed.

Come on, you don't know that.

Hey.

Bags in the van. Oscar Mike in 15.

Gramps, this isn't Nam. What
are you even talking about?

- August.
- All right.

Oscar Mike. "On the move".

You. You just might make it, kiddo.

- Oh.
- Your dad got held up a little.

Okay, cough it up.

He's not canceling.

He's gonna meet us at the campground.

So leave the attitude
and pack your flannel.

Wait, you guys are coming?

Nothing slips past this one.

Um, I kind of already made
my own backup plan.

Excuse me.

Hey, you made it.

Yeah. Beautiful ranch.

Gramps, Mawline,

this is my ride.

Bonham Walker.

Trevor. Nice to meet you, sir.

Thought this was a family trip.

So, you're the one I have to win over.

Thank you.

Hoyt Rawlins.

Man, you have seen better days.

Are you getting enough
iron in your diet?

'Cause, uh, I do know a guy

with a lead on some toothsome Wagyu.

That's very clever.

That's a nice jacket there, Larry.

So, can we cut to the chase?

Put our cards on the table.
Tell Hoyt what you need.

Third-person.

- You owe me five bucks.
- I owe you five bucks.

You're moving cells,

getting a new bunkmate.

Got it. All right, what, we
need someone shivved?

- No, we do not...
- It's not a problem.

No one is getting shivved.

Whoa. Doublespeak, I hear you.

All right, who is "not" getting shivved?

Carlos Mendoza.

This some sick joke?

You put me in a cell

with the guy who murdered Emily Walker,

I will kill him.

Well, we're gonna have to
ask you to resist that urge.

- Why's that?
- Because Carlos may know

details about Emily's death.

Certain things that he won't tell us.

So you need me to turn on the charm,

get Carlos to wag his tongue a bit?

We can reduce your sentence.

If you get us details
that help our case.

What case? He confessed.

Tell me you imbeciles didn't
put the wrong guy away.

What does Cordi think about all this?

He doesn't know.

Honestly, neither do we.
It's a hunch we're working on.

We hit a roadblock.

Hoyt, you know I wouldn't
be here if I didn't need your help.

Of course I know.

Of course I'm gonna do it.

But if I find out he did kill her...

y'all are gonna come back to find me

with a lot longer sentence.

Look, I got this handled, all right?

But I appreciate you.

I don't want your appreciation,

I want you to listen.

My mom's psych evals
can be career-ending.

Look, you're overreacting.

- I follow a code.
- It is not about a code,

it is about perception.

She will make you look guilty,

and then she won't ask for a suspension,

she'll get DPS to take your badge.

She's trying to punish you to show me

that I made the wrong decision
by joining the Rangers.

Oh, so you're saying it's
your fault.

I'm saying I know her methods

and I can help you avoid her traps.

Like I said, I appreciate
it, but no need.

I know what I'm doing.

Ha.

This is part of the process.

Oh, dear God.

Trey says we just got to
pull it, like a Band-Aid.

That's your Army medic
boyfriend's medical advice?

It's either that or the ER.

All right, I'm on a deadline.

Uh, I choose ER, I lose the bar,

so just get it over with.

- Three...
- Yep.

- Two... Hey, real quick.
- Mm-hmm.

While I got you nailed down,
hear me out about this psych eval.

- Okay, you know what? It's fine.
- No.

No, no, no, no. Stop, stop, stop.

You're just gonna make it worse.

I am perfectly fine, all right?

I just got to fix this bar by tomorrow.

I thought you were camping.

I thought I wouldn't have a partner
trying to slow me down.

I'll do it myself.

No, stop.

Stop. Stop it.

I know this hurts, but
not as bad as it'll hurt

to lose your job, so
shut up and hold still.

Ah.

Just like a Band-Aid.

Ugh, nice job.

Geri got anything 100 proof?

We need to sanitize this wound.

Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

This is for drinking.

Uh, that, for sanitizing.

Okay.

Let's see. Come on.

Okay, all right. Sure.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Oh, yeah. Tough as nails.

Ha.

Hey. Elevate that hand.

Trey, oh, thank you
so much for bringing...

Never mind.

I take that back. You brought my mom?

Yeah, well, we
were on our way to lunch

and I thought if I said no,

you'd yell at me for talking again.

Okay, before you jump down his throat...

So you're the big bad wolf

that's gonna try and make me

look like I'm some rotten apple, huh?

Cordell Walker, I presume?

Yeah. Look, if you want to
come after me, that's fine.

W-Walker, don't give her any more ammo.

Mom, a word outside.

If this is about trying to make
a point to your daughter...

I don't know what Micki told you,

but this is not about rotten apples.

- It's about a rotten system.
- Okay. Okay.

- Mm.
- Okay. Okay.

Okay. Let me take a look.

- Let me see that.
- Yeah, it ain't bad.

Yeah, it ain't good.

You're lucky you didn't, uh,
hit bone or anything structural.

That's when you get into real problems

and issues that are harder to fix.

Okay, I appreciate the metaphor,
but this is not about me

trying to avoid the anniversary

- of my wife's death.
- Oh, whoa, Walker,

I was literally talking
about your hand, my man.

Oh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. No,
me... no, me, too. Yeah.

Uh-huh.

I don't get why
you guys have to come.

We're fine on our own.
It's not a big deal.

Stella Blue, you're 17.

I'm not going to let you go
camping alone with that boy.

August is gonna be there.

You want to wait until
your father gets back,

ask him?

He's not coming back.

Am I really the only person
who sees that?

Stella, honey,
can I ask you a question?

When was the last time
you took a deep breath?

This fight you're picking,
is it a hill to die on?

I mean, what's the harm if
the boy goes camping with us?

I don't even
recognize you right now.

After all the grief you gave
me for taking in Hoyt...

Look at me, I'm evolving.

Mm.

Besides, the girl hasn't
smiled much this last year.

Why are you not more
concerned about this?

'Cause you got enough
concern for the both of us.

Ask yourself:

are you upset that
your granddaughter asked

that boy to go camping?

Or are you upset she didn't ask you?

All right, you're sure
this is the guy he likes?

Yeah, he's been reading
about this guy all week.

All right, you are a saint, Muj.

Howdy.

Hoyt Rawlins.

What do you got? We got Rufino Tamayo,

Illusion and Force.

You got something to say?

Sure I do.

I got a lot to say.

That "limited palette" crap?

Not really a fan.

With the exception of
Ni?os Jugando con Fuego.

He's my niece's favorite artist.

She wants one of his
pieces for her gallery.

Trying to get her to
steer clear of his...

"limited palette crap".

Carlos.

Mr. Walker,

have you instigated or experienced

similar violent encounters
in your career?

Or personal life?

Uh, I'm actually gonna
need a nail here, Doctor.

Like this?

This how you do it?

- Ha-ha, funny.
- Mr. Walker?

Is it true you went undercover
only two months

after your wife was murdered?

That has nothing to do with this.

Except...

that is something you were
coming out of when you did this.

One facet of this
evaluation, Mr. Walker,

is to assess the role
the death of your wife

played in your interaction with Jordan.

All right, stop talking about her.

Dude, this is the stuff
she will dig in on.

And if she gets to you in front
of a judge, you will lose.

So, Mr. Walker,

what can you recall of
the time between Emily's

- murder...
- You know what? Enough, all right?

Let them come after my badge!

I will be damned if I let you
make this about my wife!

Ah, well, last stop
till we get to the campsite, huh?

- Here you go, son.
- That's Cordell's.

He's not coming.

We don't know that. These are counted.

I want your dad not to go hungry.

Cordell's a grown man. He
can figure it out for himself.

There you go, son.

Thanks.

All right, uh, you know what?

I spy with my little eye

something that starts with a T.

Tire iron.

Where do you spy a tire iron?

There's one in the trunk.

That doesn't count.

Do you know the rules?

Yes, ma'am. Is it tire iron?

It is not.

How about trees?

How about trespasser?

Uh, topsoil. We're standing on it.

I like this kid.

I spy smoke.

- It's still my turn.
- I'm not playing.

There's smoke coming out of the hood!

Carlos talked.

What do you mean?

It's impossible. It's
only been two hours.

Oh, don't be jealous.

If everyone had my gift,

there'd be no one left
to do all the paperwork.

All right, what'd he say?

He said he loves art.

He and his, uh, niece, they lean
towards the surrealist taste.

You know, limited palette stuff.

Okay, we're done.

Come on, do you think

I got to where I am because I listen

to what people say?

He didn't have to tell me a damn thing.

Sometimes it's not about
what people let out.

It's what they let in.

Like Edaravone.

My buddy Muj did a
little research for me.

It's a drug to treat ALS.

Carlos has Lou Gehrig's disease?

Mm-hmm, I saw him take it.

Explains the track marks.

He's not a drug addict.

He's dying.

None of that was in his file.

He's getting it through other channels.

Meaning...

he doesn't want people to know.

'Cause who better to
take the fall for a crime

they didn't commit

than someone who's already dying?

Is it still dead?

Yeah.

This is fun.

Remember how we worked on your
daddy's old truck last year?

Yep.

Dipstick.

Pull the dipstick, check the oil.

Yeah, you've always
had a knack for this.

You get that from your mama.

Why are you being like this?

- Handy?
- Harsh.

With Trevor.

Stella... I'm just aware.

Everything you've been through,

we're taking some extra care.

Whether you like it or not, we are.

And we don't know that boy.

That boy... is my friend.

I wanted to hold you
a little closer today.

Today of all days.

I thought we all needed
a moment just for that.

I never meant to hurt you, Mawline.

But Trevor?

He gets this.

More than you think.

Try it now, Bon!

Hey!

Yeah, Stella!

Back in the car, dipstick.

Mr. Walker, did you
apologize to Mr. Green

after you were out of line?

Are we still doing this?

I'm still doing this. For your benefit.

You keep losing your cool, so again...

Mr. Walker, did you
apologize to Mr. Green

after you were out of line?

Well, I didn't have the chance.

No, you just admitted
you were out of line.

Okay, let's change the approach.

Given the circumstances, Mr. Walker,

did you believe that Jordan
had the upper hand?

Yes, he had the upper hand.

Good!

You're much bigger than Jordan,

Mr. Walker. You've
had years of training.

So exactly why

do you believe he had the upper hand?

Well, we were outnumbered.

Was physical violence
the only means necessary

to control the situation?

Or is that just your default reaction?

The hell's that supposed to mean?

Just means how long before
you chose to use force?

It wasn't a choice.

So your actions were justifiable?

You know what? Screw this.

Were your actions justifiable or not?

Were yours?

Were your lack of actions justifiable?

Excuse me?

If you thought I was out of line,

why didn't you step in?

Huh? Why didn't you stop me?

Is it because you act tough

but when life gets hard, you run away?

Because your default

is avoidance.

I mean, that's what you're
doing with your mom.

After all this time,
she is finally here.

And what do you do?

You run away to prep me for a hearing

we both know is going my way.

No, do not make this about me, okay?

You are the one with the lawsuits.

The history of pissing
people off, so screw you!

You should be thankful
I-I'm here on a Sunday

trying to help my stupid
partner not lose his badge.

Only to be dragged
into some deluded effort

of fixing a structural issue
with cheap, old brackets.

All right, then.

Why don't you look around?

Looks like those cheap, old
brackets done did the deed.

So much for foundational issues, huh?

Oh, this garbage repair work is
your response to my serious...

- Walker, stop it!
- Fine!

Fine! You were right.

This was about her.

You happy?

You know, that's the bottle

you said's for sanitizing.

So...

we finally ready to accept
what that was all about?

'Cause I think we need to talk.

About what?

I failed.

That's all there is to say.

This was Emily's place.

And today was a tough day.

It's okay to be sad.

I'm not sad.

I'm pissed.

Pissed that...

the only time I didn't feel like crap

was when I was pretending
to be Duke Culpepper.

Pissed that scum like Jordan
get to live and Emily doesn't.

Pissed that me saying I felt threatened

and my actions were justified

is my Get Out of Jail Free card,
'cause that's not true.

I don't think I ever felt
threatened by the guy.

I pushed it with Jordan
because that's who I am.

I'm pissed.

You're right.

You have to actually
deal with your feelings.

And not run away from them.

Otherwise you are going
to continue to be pissed.

And getting away with it...

Is only gonna make it worse.

- Yes.
- Yeah.

You know, I, um...

I made a promise to Emily
that I would give her

and the kids a better world.

When she stopped being in it,

I think a part of me
just stopped trying.

I failed, too.

I didn't step in when I should've.

It was easier to avoid it.

And that's what I do with my mom.

'Cause I don't want to
face the fact that...

she might be right about me.

And honestly?

She may be right about you.

God, I just...

I wish she was just wrong sometimes.

Yeah, damn you Ramirezes.

For convincing me to plead guilty.

Probably get a suspension.

Keep my badge.

You are your mother's daughter.

Whether you like it or not.

I don't like it.

I'm proud of you.

Cordell?

Dad, hey.

I need a favor.

I need you to turn around.

Didn't think I'd find you here, Mom.

And let you eat takeout
for the third day in a row?

Not happening.

So...

how was today?

You know no amount of coaching
is gonna prepare him for me.

I know.

And he knows, too.

Which is why he's pleading guilty.

And did he reach this
decision all by himself?

I may have helped him a little.

And you may have, too.

Were you actually randomly
assigned my partner's case?

Hell no.

You think I'd pass up a chance

to teach my daughter a lesson?

* Follow you *

* When I go out at
night, I follow you... *

What's up?

I had a great time.

When? 'Cause the trip failed.

And before that, our car failed.

And even our game failed.

That's not a failure to me.

I never had any of that growing up.

I see it as a win.

Well,

if that's all it takes
to strike your fancy,

feel free to stop by the
ranch on laundry day.

* Right here... *

You know the tongue is the strongest
muscle in the human body?

- Dad!
- What? I read that somewhere.

Fine, I'll play nice.

Cordell Walker.

Relax, son.

We're not gonna have the
"what are your intentions

with my daughter" talk.

Well, not tonight.

He's joking.

Kind of. But I am a Ranger.

And if I catch you
joking around with her...

Okay. Okay, let's go.

I'm not done threatening him, Stella.

- Good night, now.
- All right, hotshot, let's go.

In the car.

You know what? It has
a very interactive theatre feel to it.

Ew! Dude.

Yeah, I failed this place.

But I failed you two even more.

I needed to honor today,
not run from it. So...

what better way to celebrate
your mom than camping

right here?

Her favorite thing
at her favorite place.

- Feels right.
- Actually,

it wasn't your mom's favorite thing.

Your mom hated camping.

But she always said
it's important to know

that "not all things have to be good

for them to be good".

Are you sure?

That doesn't sound
like a thing people say.

Your mom did.

Yeah, she-she had some, uh,

some nonsensical phrases,

but she always looked on
the bright side of things.

For instance, she may
have hated camping,

but she loved the confused look

on Augie's face when he woke up.

Hey, you know, it-it takes me a
while to remember where I'm at.

- Oh.
- So...

And she loved how you

always found new ways to set up a tent.

I did crush it with the
improvised picnic blanket,

by the way, but nobody seems
to remember that part.

Yeah, well, she does. Or,
she, uh... she would have.

All right, let's get set up.

All right, Romeo. Round trip.

Thank you, sir.

All right.

And, ma'am, um,

I'm sorry if I said anything
that upset you.

I just want you to know
that Stella's a great girl,

and I really appreciate what
this trip meant to y'all.

I lost my mom recently, too.

Condolences, son.

I'm sorry about that, Trevor.

Well, then you know how
it can knock a family back

off its heels for a minute.

Yeah.

Have a good night.

Trevor!

Who's cooking for you right now?

Will... will you at least take these?

Thank you. I appreciate it.

Okay.

I spy a heart melting.

Don't start.

No, I'm talking about
me. That right there?

Eased a bit of the butt-hurt
when we turned around.

Well, I guess it's hot
dogs and Jeopardy!

Hell no.

Camping trip doesn't have to end
just 'cause the kids are gone.

Maybe it's time we focus
on ourselves for a change.

You gave away all our food.

Bonham Walker, you
brag day in and day out

about how you can kill a boar
with your bare hands.

I think it's high time you prove it.

* Somewhere, someone's sleeping *

* Somewhere, someone's weeping *

* Somewhere, someone's listening... *

You got them to sleep
way earlier than I ever did.

* Record spinning *

* Sing to me now, right
out your window... *

I'm sorry I couldn't save this place.

* Now that it's simple... *

I'm scared it's not the
only thing beyond repair.

That's not true.

Might have taken a while
today, but you figured it out.

And yes,

there's some fixing to be done.

But that takes time.

Not all things have to be
good for them to be good.

* Prove that we can last... *

That phrase makes no sense, babe.

* And that there gives me a reason. *

Before we dig in, one more thing.

I brought a surprise.

Voil?.

Skillet snickerdoodle.

I had Mawline pack it.

Um, your mom made that the day before...

Um...

- your mom made that...
- Here.

I got it.

So, that's the last thing
that she ever left us.

Yeah. Yeah.

I suppose so.

Uh, it's freezer burnt.

And it's probably gone bad,
so I understand if you don't...

No. It's perfect.

Geri.

- Hey.
- Wow.

I-I can explain.

Hi!

Hi. Easy fix, huh?

Just one beam?

- Did he tell you that, too?
- Yeah, so,

the thing is, there were these,
uh, cheap old brackets...

It's fine.

The guy made an offer.

It's a complete teardown,

building condos.

For all I know,
you just gave him a head start.

Wait. They're gonna tear this down?

I wouldn't if I bought it.

Wait, what if we bought it?

With the money from
Mom's life insurance.

I mean, there'd be enough
to redo the place.

And it's not so bad.

Well, it is, but we could fix it.

Turn it into a family place.

It's what Mom would've wanted.

We'll match the bid.

What do you say?

Sounds like you got another offer.

No.

It sounds like I got a better one.

Will you just take care of her for me?

Oh, and, uh, don't worry.

I'll make sure that Denise
doesn't go anywhere.

But...

Denise, I thought I finally
got rid of you this time.

What're you looking at?

I was mulling over what Hoyt
said about Carlos's niece.

- Yeah?
- Her love of art.

Look at this.

She owns that gallery?

Yeah, right across the border.

Reynosa, Mexico. Look
at the recent sales.

- 50 Gs for one painting.
- _

I mean, come on, that's a big sale

for a small gallery in a poor town.

- Look at the repeat purchases.
- _

- Wired from a bank here in Austin.
- _

Look at the first purchase date.

That's two days after
Emily was murdered.

- Hush money?
- Yeah.

So where's it coming from?

Mm-mm.

Someplace called Straw Ring, LLP?

Who the hell is that?

You're not gonna believe this.

Hmm?

That's Geri's LLP
for the Side Step.

Mom.

Dr. Ramirez.

I wanted to apologize for
my choice of words yesterday.

Nail through the hand never
brings the best out of him.

- Well, that's good of you to say.
- Yeah.

And I... I know I have
more to apologize for.

I imagine we'll get to that inside.

Okay.

- Let's go.
- Adriana Ramirez?

Dr. Ramirez.

Well, Dr. Ramirez,

I have a felony warrant for your arrest.

What?

Mom, what is this?

This has to be a mistake.

- Hey, Dad.
- Hey, buddy.

I met a guy from your rodeo pictures.

That "Duke" guy.

Not possible.

Duke is dead, son.

He's not.

He's a Texas Ranger.

And I think he's the reason
you're behind bars.

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