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(country rock music playing)

You could lose your job
on Monday.

I almost always could
lose my job, Micki.

It's part of the fun.

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.

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.

♪ ♪

And the next round's on me

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.

GERI:
Yeah, I'm thinking, um,

Denise.

Denise the deer.

It's a boar.

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

(laughs)

You're crazy.
I love you.

(sighs)

GERI:
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.

MICKI:
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.

How are Stel and Augie?

They want to honor Emily
by doing

her "favorite thing," camping.

(scoffs softly)

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.

(gasps)

♪ I'm hanging on... ♪

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

♪ ♪

(lock buzzes)

♪ ♪

I thought I was done with this.

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.

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... (scoffs)

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.

(horse sputters)

(August clears throat)

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?

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

Mom. Mom did it.

Oh, Mom.

(phone ringing)

Geri, hey.

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

What?

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.

(Stella scoffs)

(door opens, closes)

(both chuckling)

I am pretty sure we
could both get arrested

for what you just did.

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

(both laugh)

Ah...

Lobster's my dad's joy, huh?

(camera clicks)

What are you doing?

I'm sharing my joy.

With your mom?

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.

(laughs)

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.

WALKER:
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.

(chuckles)
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.

TREY:
You didn't know
she was coming?

I didn't even know she knew
where I lived. (sighs)

We haven't talked in months.

It's typical Wicked Witch.
Sends no warning.

(exhales sharply)
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.

Hey, Mom,

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

I'm pretty swamped at work...

the two of you cohabiting
is a recent development.

Jasmine-scented
fabric softener?

Not really your vibe, Micki.
Suits you.

She has good taste.

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...

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.
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.

(keys jingle)

(door closes)

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.

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

You're in denial.
(scoffs)

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.

(exhales)

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.

(grunts)

HOYT:
I love you, brother.

Happy birthday!

(whooping)

WALKER:
Love you.

Happy birthday.

(door opens)

(door closes)

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?

This is getting
a bit...

Oh, oh. (winces)

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.

(laughs): You had that
on the tip of your tongue.

I mean, what would you do
if I died?

If you died?

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.

BONHAM:
Hey.

Bags in the van.
Oscar Mike in 15.

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

(chuckles)
August.

Oscar Mike.
"On the move."

You. You just might

make it, kiddo.

Oh.

STELLA:
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.

(horn honking outside)

Excuse me.

STELLA:
Hey, you made it.

TREVOR:
Yeah. Beautiful ranch.

(Stella and Trevor
talking quietly)

STELLA:
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.

♪ ♪

(lock buzzes)

Thank you.

LIAM:
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.

(snaps fingers)

You owe me 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?

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.

LIAM:
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.

(nail gun clacks)

I want you to listen.

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

Look, you're overreacting.

I follow a code.

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. (chuckles)

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.

(shouts, grunts)

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.

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

Okay, you know what? It's fine.

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.

(grunts)

(chuckles):
Ah.

(strains):
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.

(exhales)

Okay, all right. Sure.

Ready?
Yeah.

(grunts, laughs)

Ha.

Hey. Elevate that hand.

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

Never mind.

I take that back.
You brought my mom?

TREY:
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...

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.

Mm.
MICKI:
Okay. Okay.

Okay. Let me take a look.

Let me see that.

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.

Walker, I was literally talking
about your hand, my man.

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

Uh-huh.

(grunts)

(indistinct chatter)

STELLA:
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?

(sighs) Stella, honey,
can I ask you a question?

When was the last time
you took a deep breath?

(exhales)

(horse neighs)

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?

(chuckles): 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.

(lock buzzes)

Howdy.

Hoyt Rawlins.

(door closes, locks)

What do you got?
We got Rufino Tamayo,

Illusion and Force.

(chuckles)

You got something to say?

Sure I do.

I got a lot to say.

That "limited palette" crap?

(clicks tongue)
Not really a fan.

With the exception
of Niños 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.

(sighs) Like this?

This how you do it?

Ha-ha, funny.

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!

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

Here you go, son.

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.

There's smoke coming
out of the hood!

(lock buzzes, door opens)

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?

(starter clicking)

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?

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!

(engine starts)

TREVOR:
Yeah, Stella!

Back in the car, dipstick.

(drill buzzing)

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.

(sighs)
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?

(chuckles softly)

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...

(panting)

(shouts, grunting)

Walker, stop it!
Fine!

Fine! You were right.

This was about her.

You happy?

(train horn blows in distance)

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.

(line ringing)

BONHAM:
Cordell?

Dad, hey.

I need a favor.

I need you to turn around.

♪ ♪

(door closes)

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.

(scoffs softly)

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?

(both laugh)

♪ 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.

(laughs softly)
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!

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...

(chuckling):
Okay. Okay, let's go.

I'm not done threatening
him, Stella.

ABELINE: Good night, now.

In the car.

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

(growls)

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.

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.

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.

(Bonham grunts)

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.

BONHAM:
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.

(laughs softly)
Yeah.

Have a good night.

Trevor!

Who's cooking
for you right now?

Will... will you
at least take these?

(exhales)
Thank you. I appreciate it.

Okay.

♪ ♪

(engine starts)

I spy a heart melting.

(sighs)
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.

(laughs)

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.

(horse neighs)

♪ ♪

♪ Somewhere,
someone's sleeping ♪

♪ Somewhere,
someone's weeping ♪

♪ Somewhere,
someone's listening... ♪

EMILY:
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.

Voilà.

Skillet snickerdoodle.

I had Mawline pack it.

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

Um...

your mom made that...

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.

WALKER:
Geri.

Hey.

Wow.
I-I can explain.

Hi!

Hi. Easy fix, huh?

Just one beam?

Did he tell you that, too?

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?

AUGUST: Oh, and,
uh, don't worry.

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

(laughs)

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

(laughs)

LIAM:
What're you looking at?

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

Yeah?

Look at this.

She owns that gallery?

JAMES:
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.

(mouse clicking)

LIAM:
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?

So where's it
coming from?

JAMES:
Mm-mm.

Someplace called
Straw Ring, LLP?

Who the hell is that?

You're not gonna believe this.

LIAM:
Hmm?

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

♪ It's harder to remember ♪

♪ To hold it all together ♪

♪ The limit of
the one-way street ♪

♪ You call it off
and start again ♪

Mom.

♪ No feeling in the summer... ♪

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.

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

I imagine
we'll get to that inside.

Okay.

Let's go.

Dr. Ramirez.

Well, Dr. Ramirez,

I have a felony warrant
for your arrest.

What?

Mom, what is this?

(handcuffs clicking)

This has to
be a mistake.

♪ So leave it if you gotta ♪

♪ A picture of
your changing face ♪

♪ Another standing
in its place ♪

♪ To hold it all together... ♪

Hey, Dad.

I met a guy
from your rodeo pictures.

That "Duke" guy.

CLINT:
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.

♪ ♪

♪ Let's call it off
and start again. ♪

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