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Sht.

You par of deuces lookn' for work, l suggest you get your scrawny asses n here.

Up on Brokeback,

the Forest Servce has got desgnated campstes, on the allotments.

They're 3 or 4 mles from where we pasture the woolles.

Bad predator loss f nobody watches them, nghts.

Now, what l want s a camp tender,

to stay n camp, where the Forest Servce says.

But the herder s gonna ptch a pup tent on the OT wth the sheep,

and he's gonna sleep there.

You eat your supper and breakfast n camp, but you sleep wth the sheep, 1 00cic.

No fre. Don't leave no sgn.

Poll up that tent every mornng, case the Forest Servce snoops around.

Yeah?

No.

No!

Not on your fuckn' lfe.

You got your dogs, your 30-30. You sleep there.

Last summer l had goddamn near 25cic loss. l don't want that agan.

You.

Frdays at noon, be down at the brdge wth your grocery lst and mules.

Somebody wth supples wll be there at the pck-up.

Tomorrow mornng, we'll truck you up to the jump-off.

Jack Twst. - Enns.

Your folks just stop at Enns? - Del Mar.

Nce to know you, Enns Del Mar.

My second year up here.

Last year, 1 storm, the lghtnn' klled 42 sheep.

Thought l'd asphyxate from the smell.

Agurre got on my ass, lke l can control the weather.

Beats workn' for my old man. Can't please my old man, no way.

That's why l took to rodeo. You ever rodeo?

You know, l mean, once n a whle. When l got the entry fee n my pocket.

Yeah. - Are you from ranch people?

Yeah, l was.

Your folks run you off?

No, they run themselves off. There was a ...

one curve n the road n 43 mles, and they mss t.

So, the bank took the ranch, and my brother and sster, they rased me, mostly.

Sht. That's hard.

Can l? Thank you.

Don't let them stray, or Joe wll have your ass.

Only thng, don't never order soup. Them soup boxes are hard to pack.

Well, l don't eat soup.

Watch t. That horse has a low startle pont.

Doubt there's a flly that can throw me.

Let's gt, unless you wanna st around tyn' knots all day.

Oh, sht.

Can't wat tll l get my own spread, and won't have to put up wth Agurre's crap.

L'm savn' for a place, myself.

Alma and me are gettn' marred, when l get off ths mountan.

Sht, that stay wth the sheep, no fre bullsht?

Agurre got no rght, makn' us do somethn' aganst the rules.

No more beans!

Damn. Sht!

I don't know. - Somethng wrong?

So, why ddn't we get the powdered mlk and the spuds?

That's all we got. - Well, here's next week's.

Thought you ddn't eat soup. - l'm sck of beans.

Too early n the summer to be sck of beans.

Come on.

Come on! Come on!

Hold t! Whoa, whoa!

Sht!

Whoa! Come back here!

Whoa, there. Whoa. All rght. Fuck t.

Here, you bastard.

Where the hell you been? l get here, hungry as hell, and all l fnd s beans.

What n the hell happened? - l come on a bear, s what happened.

Damn horse spooked and the mules took off. Scattered food everywhere.

Beans s about all we got left. Cot whskey, or somethn'?

Dumb-ass mule.

I can't beleve that. Coddamn.

Let me see.

We gotta do somethn' about ths food stuaton. Maybe l'll shoot a sheep.

What f Joe fnds out? We're supposed to guard 'em, not eat 'em.

What's the matter wth you? There a thousand of 'em.

L'll stck wth beans.

Well, l won't.

Yeah! - Cettn' tred of your dumb-ass mssn'.

Let's get a move on. Don't want the Came and Fsh to catch us wth no elk.

Come on.

Sht.

L'm commutn' 4 hours a day.

I come n for breakfast, l go back to the sheep. Evenn', get 'em bedded down.

Come n for supper, go back to the sheep.

Spend half the nght checkng for damn coyotes.

Agurre got no rght, makn' me do ths.

Wanna swtch?

That an't the pont. We both ought to be n ths camp.

Coddamn pup tent smells lke cat pss, or worse.

I wouldn't mnd ben' out there.

L'm happy to swtch wth you, but l warn you, l can't cook worth a damn.

I am pretty good wth a can opener, though.

Well, you can't be no worse than me, then. Here you go.

Won't get much sleep, tell you that. - Yeah. Come on.

Shot a coyote, up there.

Bg son of a btch. Balls on hm the sze of apples.

He looked lke he could eat hmself a camel.

You want some of ths hot water?

It's all yours.

Don't rodeo much, myself.

What's the pont? Pdng a pece of stock, for 3 seconds?

Money's the pont. - True enough.

If you don't get stomped wnnn' t, huh? - Yeah.

Well, my old man, he's a bull rder. - Thank you.

Fretty well-known n hs day. Though he kept hs secrets to hmself.

Never taught me a thng, never once came to see me rde.

Your brother and sster do rght by you? - Dd ther best, after my folks was gone.

Consdern' they ddn't leave us nothn' but 24$ n a coffee can.

I got me a year of hgh school, before the transmsson went on the pckup.

Then my sster left, marred a roughneck, moved to Casper.

Me and my brother,

we went and got ourselves some work at a ranch, up near Worland. Tll l was 1 9.

Then he got marred ...

no more room for me.

And that's how come me and you end up here.

What?

That's more words than you spoke, n 2 weeks.

Hell, that's the most l spoke n a year.

My dad, he was a fne roper.

He ddn't rodeo much. He thought rodeo cowboys was all fuck-ups.

The hell, they are.

Well.

There you go.

L'm spurrn' hs guts out! Wavn' to the grls!

He's kckn' me to hgh heaven, but he don't jackboard me! No!

I tell you, my dad was rght!

Tent don't look rght.

Well, t an't gon' nowhere. Let t be.

Harmonca don't sound rght, ether.

It got knd of flattened when that mare threw me.

Oh, yeah? l thought you sad that mare couldn't throw you.

She got lucky.

Well, f l got lucky, that harmonca would've broke n two.

'I know l gonna meet you on that fnal day'

'Water-walkng Jesus, take me away'

very good.

My mama, she beleves n the Fentecost. - Oh, yeah?

What exactly s the Fentecost? My folks, they was Methodst.

The Fentecost . . . l don't know, l don't know what t s.

Mom never explaned t to me. l guess t's ...

when the world ends, and fellas lke you and me march off to hell.

Speak for yourself. You may be a snner, but l an't yet had the opportunty.

Thank you.

Sht.

L'm gonna go up to the sheep, now. - Cve 'em hell.

No, l'm ...

You know, l just thnk t's damn . . . lt's too late to go to them sheep.

Well, you got an extra blanket? l'll just roll up out here.

Crab 40 wnks, and l'll rde out at frst lght.

You'll freeze your ass, when the fre des. - Oh, that's good.

You're better off sleepn' n the tent. - Yeah.

All rght.

Enns! - What?

Just qut your yammern', and get n here!

See you for supper.

Yah. Come on.

Come on!

Ths s a one-shot thng we got gon' on here.

It's nobody's busness, but ours.

You know l an't queer.

Me, nether.

L'm sorry.

It's all rght.

It's all rght.

Twst?

Your uncle Harold's n the hosptal wth pneumona. Docs don't expect he'll make t.

Your ma sent me to tell you, so here l am.

Bad news. There an't nothn' l can do about t up here, l guess.

There's not much you can do about t down there, nether.

Unless you can cure pneumona.

Them sheep'll drft, f l don't get up there!

You'll get ptched off a mount, n a storm lke ths, and wsh you hadn't tred t!

Too cold. - Close t up!

What are we supposed to do now? - Cet n there, and ...

untangle them Chlean sheep out of ours, l guess.

Where s t? Sht!

Come on!

Chrst! Half the goddamn pant brands have wore off!

We gotta try. At least get the count rght for Agurre.

Fuck Agurre! - Oh, yeah. Fuck Agurre.

What f we need to work for hm, agan? You thnk of that? We gotta stck ths out.

You'll run them sheep off agan, f you don't quet down.

What are you don'?

Agurre came by, agan. Sad my uncle ddn't de, after all.

Says brng 'em down.

Brng 'em down? Why? lt's the mddle of August.

Says there's a storm comn', movn' n from the Facfc. Worse than ths one.

That snow barely stuck an hour.

Besdes, that son of a btch s cuttn' us out of a month's pay. lt an't rght.

Well, l can spare you a loan, bud, f you're short on cash. Cve t to you, n Sgnal.

I don't need your money, huh? l an't n the poorhouse. Sht!

All rght.

Tme to get gon', cowboy.

Ths an't no rodeo, cowboy! - Oh, sht!

Come here. You're okay, you're okay ...

Some of these never went up there wth you.

Count an't what l'd hoped for, nether.

You ranch stffs, you an't never no good.

Wanna gve t some gas?

Can't beleve l left my damn shrt up there.

Yeah.

Conna do ths agan, next summer? - Maybe not.

Lke l sad, me and Alma s gettn' marred n November, so ...

Tryn' to get somethn' on a ranch, l guess.

And you?

Mght go up to my daddy's place, and gve hm a hand through the wnter.

But l mght be back, f the Army don't get me.

Well, l'll see you around, huh?

Rght.

What the fuck are you lookn' at, huh?

'Forgve us our trespasses, as we forgve those who trespass . . .'

'Lead us not nto temptaton, but delver us . . .'

'For thne s the kngdom, the power and the glory, forever. Amen.'

Under the powers vested n me, l now pronounce you man and wfe.

You may kss the brde.

And f you don't, l wll.

You all rght? - No!

Stop!

No, please don't!

My old lady's wants me to qut ths job.

She says l'm gettn' too old to be breakn' my back.

I told her, strong backs and weak mnds runs n my famly.

She ddn't thnk that was too funny. l told her, t keeps me ft.

Mornin'. - Mornin'.

Pulled in, last night. Didn't want to wake you up.

Oh, no, I wasjust ...

l thought I'd tell you before the Sergeant showed up ...

Yeah.

Well, look what the wnd blew n. - H, Mr. Agurre.

Wondern' f you need help, ths summer. - You're wastng your tme, here.

Well, you an't got nothn'? Nothn' up on Brokeback?

An't got no work for you.

Enns Del Mar an't been around, has he?

You boys sure dd fnd a way to make the tme pass, up there.

Twst,

you wasn't pad to have the dogs baby-st the sheep, whle you stem the rose.

Now, get the hell out of my traler.

How my grls don'? - All rght.

Jenny's stll got a runny nose.

Enns, could you wpe Alma Jr.'s nose?

If l had 3 hands, l could. Come here.

Come here ...

Crls all rght? - Yeah.

Jenny stopped her coughn'.

I thnk we should take the grls nto town, ths weekend. Cet 'em an ce cream ...

Enns?

Can't we move to town?

Tred of these lonesome, old ranches. No one around for Jr. to play wth.

Besdes, l'm scared for Jenny, f she has another bad asthma spell.

No. Rent n town s too hgh.

There's a cheap place n Pverton, over the laundromat.

I bet l could fx t up, real nce.

I bet you could fx ths place up real nce, f you wanted to.

I know you'd lke t, too.

Real home. Other kds for the grls to play wth.

Not so lonely, lke you were rased. You don't want 'em to be so lonely, do you?

Hey.

Come here.

It an't so lonely now, s t?

Are you sure the grls are asleep? - Yeah.

Come here.

Let her rip, boys!

Jack Twist, hangin' on lor dear Iife!

Oh! Down he goes!

Watch out there! He's commin' lor ya! Send in the clowns!

Okay, a fine lide by Mr. Twist. 4 seconds lor him.

Come on, back! - Give 'em a hand, our rodeo clowns!

That fella got some guts ...

l'd lke to buy Jmbo here a beer.

Best rodeo clown l've ever worked wth.

No thanks, cowboy.

If l let every rodeo hand buy me a beer, l'd have been an alcoholc, long ago.

Pulln' bulls off of you buckaroos, s just my job.

So, save your money for your next entry fee, cowboy.

You ever try calf ropn'?

Do l look lke l can afford a fuckn' ropn' horse?

Shouldn't we move a lttle closer? - No. Jenny'll get scared

...1966.

Lets have a hearty welcome, now ...

Look at ths crowd! A lot of pussy on the hoof, n a crowd lke ths.

Swelled wth patrotc feeln'. Peady to be humped lke a frog.

Where do you fgure the most pussy s at? Las vegas or Calforna?

Hell, you make t between Montana and Wyomng ...

Wanna keep t down? l got 2 lttle grls, here.

Fuck you. Asshole. Probably qut gvn' t to hs wfe after the kds was born ...

You know what that's lke ...

Enns. Let's move. Let's just move, okay?

Now, l don't want no trouble. Shut your mouths.

You oughta lsten to your old lady, and move. - ls that rght?

You wanna lose half your fuckn' teeth?

Not tonght, bud. l'd sure rather not.

It's okay.

Here she comes, ladies and gentleman! Look at her fly!

It's Lureen Newsome lrom right here, Childress, Texas!

She's one olyours. Give her a big hand! She's clear on 2!

She's around 3! - Co! Co!

Come on, lolks! Help her home! Come on!

And the time is 16 and 9!

Here's Cheyenne Hodson, from Cody, Wyoming!

Come on, girl!

She's around 2!

Anybody here from Wyoming? - Ma'am.

Come on, Cheyenne! Her time is, 1 7 and 2!

Scotty Griffiths, outta Lubbock, Texas!

Come on, Scotty!

Let's give Scotty a big hand, folks!

Better luck, next time, cowboy. Heck of a way to make a livin'!

Next up, is an up-and-comer! Jack Twist, from all the way up in ...

Lightning Flat, Wyoming!

He's onboard SIeepy, today! Let's hope he's not!

Okay! There they go!

Come on! Look at SIeepy! Oh boy, he's grumpy today!

Come on, and spin, and spin, and .. . Oh, darn!

What a ride, cowboy! Let's see what the judges say!

I tell you, lolks, that sure looked like the winnin' ride, to me!

You know that grl? - l sure do. Lureen Newsome.

Dad sells farm equpment, bg farm equpment.

$1 00,000 tractors, sht lke that.

What you watn' for, cowboy? A matng call?

Wat! Hold on.

You don't thnk l'm too fast, do you? Maybe we should put the brakes on?

Fast or slow, l just lke the drecton you're gon'.

You are n a hurry. - My daddy's the hurry.

Expects me home wth the car, by mdnght.

Hey, Monroe.

Alma here? - l n the condments asle.

The what? - Ketchup.

Thanks.

Your boy playn' . . . - Excuse us!

Excuse me. - Hey honey, what are y'all don' here?

Bg hurry, my boss called, and he wants me up at the ranch.

All the hefers decded to calve at the same tme.

I fgured l could drop the grls off wth you.

I got a mllon thngs l gotta do here, before l can leave.

Mama, l need crayons. - Not now, Alma.

You promsed you'd take them, tonght. - l gotta be there when the hefers calve.

Pght? lt'd be my job, f l lose any of 'em. - And my job?

Okay. l'll call my sster and see f she can take 'em.

You be a good grl to your mama, all rght?

L'll be half the nght. Brng some steaks home.

Oh, boy!

L'm so sorry! - lt's okay, Alma.

L'll clean t up, after l call my sster, to get the grls.

Really, Alma. lt's okay. l'll get t.

Alma, come wth me. - Watch your feet.

It's just lke my hand. - Cot a surprse for you.

Hey! - Cot 2 whole boxes of formula for ya'.

You dd? - 1 20 cans!

1 20!

Where'd you put 'em? - Oh, hell.

Back seat of the car, where l left 'em.

Rodeo can get 'em.

I see who Bobby looks lke. - Cood job, lttle grl.

He's the spttn' mage of hs grandpa.

Isn't he just the spttn' mage of hs grandpa?

Look at those eyes!

Hey.

Hey, honey.

Hey, Enns, you know somebody wth the name of Jack?

Maybe. Why? - You got a postcard come general delvery.

Is he somebody you cowboyed wth, or what?

No. Jack, he rodeo's mostly.

We was fshn' buddes.

L'll color the beach.

Maybe we could get a babystter.

Take your frend to the Knfe and Fork. - Jack an't no restaurant type.

We'll more lkely just go out and get drunk.

That's f he shows.

Can we take one more bte, and then you're fnshed wth dnner?

There, that's a good bte. You're excused. Flease, thank you.

Jack fuckn' Twst!

Son of a btch!

Come over here.

Hey.

Alma, ths s Jack Twst. Jack, ths s my wfe, Alma.

Hello.

You got a kd! - l got 2 lttle grls.

Alma Jr. and Jenny. - l got a boy.

Yeah? - 3 months old.

Wow! - Smles a lot.

Marred the prettest gal n Chldress, Texas.

Nce.

So, me and Jack, we're gonna get ourselves a drnk. Yeah?

Sure enough. - Pleased to meet you, ma'am.

We mght not get back tonght, when we get to drnkn' and talkn' and all.

Would you get me a pack of smokes? - There's smokes n the bedroom.

4 years. Damn! - Yeah, 4 years.

Ddn't thnk l'd hear from you, agan. l fgured you were sore, from that punch.

That next summer, l drove to Brokeback.

Talked to Agurre about a job. He told me you hadn't been back, so l left.

Went down to Texas for rodeon',

That's how l met Lureen. Made $2,000 that year, bullrdn'. Nearly starved.

Lureen's old man makes serous money. Farm machne busness. He hates my guts.

Army ddn't get you? - No, too busted up.

Podeon' an't lke n my daddy's day. Cot out whle l could stll walk.

Swear to Cod, l ddn't know we was gonna get nto ths, agan.

Yes, l dd. l redlned t all the way. Couldn't get here fast enough.

What about you?

Me?

Oh, l don't know.

Old Brokeback got us good, don't t?

What are we gong to do, now?

I doubt there's nothn' we can do.

So, l'm stuck wth what l got here.

Makn' a lvn' s about all l got tme for, now.

Hey. Me and Jack s headed to the mountan, for a day or 2.

Do ourselves a lttle fshn'.

Your frend could come n, and have a cup of coffee.

He's from Texas.

Texans don't drnk coffee?

That foreman won't fre you for takn' off? - He owes me.

I worked through a blzzard, last Chrstmas. Remember that?

L'll only be a couple days.

Brng a fsh, daddy. A bg one!

Come here.

Come here.

See you Sunday, latest.

L'm starvn'. Want to get somethn' to eat? - Yup.

Come here.

Last one n!

There anythng nterestng, up there n Heaven?

I was just sendn' up a prayer of thanks. - For what?

For you forgettn' to brng that harmonca. l'm enjoyng the peace and quet.

You know, t could be lke ths. Just lke ths, always.

How you fgure that?

What f you and me had a lttle ranch somewhere? Lttle ...

cow-and-calf operaton? l'd be a sweet lfe.

Hell, Lureen's old man would gve me a down payment to get lost.

More of less already sad t. - No, l ...

l told you, t an't gonna be that way.

You know, you got your wfe and baby n Texas, and ...

You know, l got my lfe n Pverton. - ls that so?

You and Alma. That's a lfe? - Shut up about Alma. Ths an't her fault.

The bottom lne s ...

We're around each other, and ths thng grabs a hold of us, agan.

In the wrong place, n the wrong tme ...

and we're dead.

L'll tell ya,

there were these 2 old guys ranched up together, down home.

Earl and Pch.

They was the joke of town, even though they were pretty tough old brds.

Anyway, they found Earl dead, n an rrgaton dtch.

Took a tre ron to hm.

Spurred hm up, drug hm round by hs dck, tll t pulled off.

You seen ths?

Yeah, l was about 9 years old.

My daddy, he made sure me and my brother seen t.

Hell, for all l know, he done the job.

Two guys lvn' together? No way.

We can get together, once and a whle, n the mddle of nowhere, but ...

Once n a whle.

Every 4 fuckn' years? - Well,

lf you can't fx t, Jack, you gotta stand t.

For how long?

For as long as we can rde t.

There an't no rens on ths one.

Where do you thnk you're gon'? - To work!

It's your day off! - You're wrong!

The grls need to eat! - Take care of t!

Supper s ready! - Nobody's eatn' unless you're servn'.

I promsed l'd take the shft!

Fuckn' tell 'em you made a mstake, then! Coddammt, Alma!

You grls need a push, or somethn'? - No.

Lsten to her purr, gentlemen! An't gonna get that wth your Caddy.

I told you what she can do, now let me show you.

Say, ddn't that pssant used to rde the bulls?

He used to try.

Honey? You seen my blue parka? - Last tme l seen t, you was n t.

Day we had that bg ce storm.

Well, l could have sworn, l seen t n here. - You know?

You've been gong up to Wyomng, for years. Why can't he come to down to Texas?

The Bghorn Mountans an't n Texas, and hs pckup couldn't make t down here.

New model commn' n ths week, remember?

You're the best combne salesman we got.

The only one, n fact.

L'll be back soon, f l don't freeze to death wthout my parka.

I don't have your damn parka. You're worse than Bobby, wth losn' stuff.

Speakn' of Bobby, dd you call the school about gettn' hm a tutor?

Ddn't you? - l complan too much. Teacher don't lke me.

Now t's your turn. - Okay, fne. So, l'll call, later.

All rght, fne. Bye.

Cot 1 4 hours of drvng ahead of me. - lt don't seem far,

you gon' up there, 2 or 3 tmes a year, hm never comng down here.

There's an openng at the power company. Mght be good pay.

L'm so clumsy, l'd probably get electrocuted.

Daddy? The church pcnc s next weekend. Wll you be back by then? Flease, Daddy?

All rght. As long as l don't have to sng. - Daddy!

You forgettn' somethn'?

Thank you.

You're late!

Look what l brought ...

There you go! No hands!

It's all yours, buddy!

Come on, come on.

It's Saturday nght. We could stll smarten-up and go over to the church socal.

That fre and brmstone crowd?

I thnk t'd be nce.

As far behnd as we are on the blls, t makes me nervous not to take no precautons.

If you don't want no more of my kds, l'd be happy to leave you alone.

L'd have 'em f you'd support 'em.

Custody of the chldren, Alma Del Mar Jr. and Jennfer Del Mar, s awarded to plantff.

Defendant s ordered to pay chld support to plantff, n the sum of $1 25 per month,

for each of the mnor chldren, untl they reach the age of 1 3.

Del Mar dvorce granted, ths 6th day of November, 1 975.

There you go.

What are you don' here, huh?

Cot your message about the dvorce.

Now, ths here's Jack. Jack, these are my lttle grls ...

H.

Say h, grls. - H.

I got your card the dvorce came through. So, here l am.

Had to ask about 1 0 dfferent people, where you had moved to.

I guess that l thought that ths means that you ...

Yeah.

Jack, l ...

l don't know what to say.

I got the grls, ths weekend, and ...

Jeez, l ...

l'm sure as hell sorry. You know l am.

I only get 'em once a month, and l mssed last month, so l just ...

There goes the roundup, so ...

Well . . . - Yeah, all rght.

Jack.

Yeah, l'll see you next month, then.

Comn' up. - Yum. Here we go.

Here we are!

Whoa there, Rodeo.

Stud duck do the carvn' around here. - You bet, L. D. l was just ...

savn' you the trouble.

Bobby, f you don't eat your dnner, l'm gong to turn off the TV.

Why? l'm gong to be eatng ths for the next 2 weeks.

Hey, you heard your mama.

You fnsh your meal, and then you can watch your game.

Daddy?

Daddy?

Hell, we don't eat wth our eyes.

Want your boy to grow up to be a man, don't you daughter?

Boys should watch football.

Not tll he fnshes eatn' a meal,

that hs mama took 3 hours fxn'.

Now, you st down, you old son of a btch!

Ths s my house, ths s my chld, and you are my guest.

You st down, before l knock your gnorant ass nto next week!

Daddy? Tell about when you rode broncs n the rodeo.

That's a short story, honey. lt was only about 3 seconds l was on that bronc.

Next thng l knew, l was flyng through the ar.

Only l was no angel, lke you and Jenny, here. l ddn't have no wngs.

And that's the story of my saddle bronc career.

There you go.

You ought to get marred agan. Me and the grls worry about you beng alone, so much.

Well, once burned ...

You stll go fshn' wth Jack Twst?

Not often.

I used to wonder why you never brought any trouts home.

You always sad you caught plenty, and you know how me and the grls lke fsh.

So, one nght l got your creel case open, nght before you went on one of your trps.

Frce tag stll on t, after 5 years.

And l ted a note to the end of the lne.

It sad, "Hello, Enns. Brng some fsh home. Love, Alma."

And you come back, lookn' all perky.

Sad you caught a bunch of brownes, and you ate them up, you remember?

I looked n the case, and there was my note.

Lne hadn't touched water n t's lfe! - Don't mean nothn'.

Don't try and fool me, no more. l know what that means. Jack Twst.

Come on, Alma.

Jack "Nasty"!

You ddn't go up there to fsh ...

Lsten! You don't know nothn' about t!

L'm gonna yell for Monroe.

Do t and you eat the fuckn' floor! - Cet out! Cet out!

Cet out, Enns Del Mar! You hear me! - Daddy?

Bye, Daddy!

Bye.

Watch were you're gon', asshole!

Jesus! What?

Jesus! Stupd fuck!

Coddamn!

Cod!

Coddamn!

Fuck!

All l'm sayn' s,

what's the pont of makn' t?

Taxes don't get t, nflaton wll eat t all up.

You should see Lureen, punchn' ...

numbers n her addng machne, huntn' for extra zeros. lt's lke ...

watchn' a rabbt squeeze nto a snake hole wth a coyote on ts tal.

That's hgh-class entertanment, f you ask me.

For what t's worth.

You and Lureen, t's normal and all?

Sure.

She don't ever suspect?

You ever get the feeln', l don't know. When you're n town, and ...

someone looks at you ...

suspcous, lke he knows?

Then you go out on the street, and everyone's lookn', lke they all know too?

Well, maybe you ought to get out of there, you know?

Fnd some place dfferent, maybe Texas.

Texas?

And maybe Alma wll let you and Lureen adopt the grls.

We can just lve together, herdn' sheep. lt'll ran money from L. D. Newsome.

Whskey wll flow n the streams, Jack!

Real smart. - Co to hell.

You want your mserable lfe, then go rght ahead.

I was just thnkn' out loud. - You're a real thnker, there. Damn!

Jack, fuckn', Twst. Cot t all fgured out.

All rght, hon ...

l just fnshed my shft. Wanna dance?

I was just on my way to . . . - l'm Casse Carght.

Enns. Del Mar.

No more dancng for me, l hope.

You're safe. My feet hurt.

Hard work, s t? - Yeah.

Drunks lke you demandn' beer after beer.

Smokn' . . . Cets tresome.

What do you do, Enns Del Mar?

Today, l was castratng calves.

What are you don'?

Tryng to get a foot rub, dummy.

All rght.

That good?

...And then l pledged Tr Delt at SMU .

Never thought l'd end up at a pokey place lke Chldress.

But then l met old Pandall here. He was an anmal husbandry major.

We've been here a month, and he's foreman at Taylor's ranch.

Lke t or not, here l am! - Was you Tr Delt?

I was Kappa Fh, myself.

Even f we an't sororty ssters, we may just have to dance wth ourselves.

Our husbands an't nterested n dancn'! Not a smdge of rhythm between 'em.

Funny, sn't t? Husbands don't never seem to want to dance wth ther wves.

Hey, why do you thnk that s? - Never gave t any thought. Wanna dance?

Yes, thank you.

Do you mnd? - No.

All rght.

Pardon us. Thank you for askn' me to dance ...

Randall never does. Last tme was at our weddng ...

Cood thng you two came along, or we'd stll be stuck on the sde of the road.

I sad, take the car, but he wouldn't lsten to me, not f he were gon' deaf tomorrow.

I sad t'd take more than chewng gum to fx that pckup, but he's not very mechancal.

Come over here, and ask ...

Ever notce how a woman wll powder her nose before a party,

and then she'll powder t agan, once the party's over?

Why powder your nose just to go home and go to bed?

Don't know.

Even f l wanted to, l couldn't get a word n, long enough to ask.

Woman talks a blue streak. - Lvely lttle gal.

You'll lke workn' for Poy. He's sold. - Yeah, he's a good ol' boy.

He's got a lttle cabn, down on Lake Kemp.

Cot a crappe house, lttle boat. Sad l could use t whenever l want.

We ought to go down there, some weekend.

Drnk a lttle whskey, fsh some.

Cet away, you know?

...l could of had my pck of any job n North Dallas, so l pcked Neman Marcus.

I can't resst clothes! l spent more than l made! More than Randall ever wll make.

We came here thnkn' ranchn' was stll bg Hats and Marlboros! Boy, were we wrong!

Hey there, Jr. Peady?

What do you thnk?

Your daddy ever gonna settle down, agan?

I don't know. Maybe he's not the marryng knd.

You don't thnk so? Or you don't thnk l'm the one for hm?

You're good enough.

You don't say much, but you get your pont across.

Sorry, don't mean to be rude.

H.

You're stayn' on your feet, cowboy. - Excuse me, darln'.

So, l'll pck you and Jenny up, next weekend, after church.

Fne.

You all rght?

Yes. - l mean, you sure?

I was thnkng . . . Wth the new baby, and all,

Mom and Monroe went awful strct on me. More on me than Jenny, even.

I was thnkng, maybe l could ...

Maybe l could come stay wth you. l'd be an awful good help. l know l would.

Well, l . . . You know l an't set up for that.

Wth the roundup comn', l won't ever be home

lt's all rght, Daddy.

L'm not sayn' that l wouldn't . . . - lt's all rght. l understand.

Well, see you on Sunday, then.

Bye.

Bye, sweetheart.

Conna snow tonght, for sure.

Yup.

You stll an't found nobody else to marry?

I been puttn' the blocks to a good-lookn' lttle gal, n Pverton.

She's a watress. Wants to go to nursn' school, or somethn'.

I don't know.

What about you and Lureen?

She's good at makng deals n the machnery busness, but as far as our marrage goes,

we could do t over the phone.

Knd of got ths thng gon' wth a ...

a ranch foreman's wfe, n Putters.

What? - Bound to get shot by Lureen or her husband.

You'd probably deserve t.

Tell you what.

The truth s ...

Sometmes l mss you so much, l can hardly stand t.

I guess l head up on to Lghtnng Flat. See the folks for a day or two.

There's somethn' l've been meanng to tell you, Bud.

It's lkely November before l can come out here, agan.

After we shp stock, and ...

before wnter feedn' starts agan.

November.

What n the hell ever happened to August?

Chrst, Enns.

You had a fuckn' week to say some lttle word about ths.

Why s t we're always n the freakng cold?! We oughta go ...

south, where t's warm, you know? We ought to go to Mexco!

Mexco?

All the traveln' l ever done, s round a coffee pot, lookn' for the handle.

Come on, Jack. Lghten up on me.

We can hunt n November. Kll us a nce elk.

L'll try f l can get Don Wroe's cabn, agan. We had a good tme that year, rght?

There s never enough tme, never enough.

You know, frend?

Ths s a goddamn btch of an unsatsfactory stuaton.

Used to come away easy. Now t's lke seeng the Pope.

Jack, l gotta work, huh?

Them earler days, l just qut the job.

And you forget what t's lke beng broke, all the tme.

You ever hear of chld support?

I can't qut ths one, and l can't get the tme off.

Was hard enough gettn' ths tme. The trade-off s August.

You got a better dea?

I dd, once.

You dd, once.

Have you been to Mexco, Jack Twst?

'Cause l hear what they got n Mexco, for boys lke you.

Hell, yes, l've been to Mexco. ls that a fuckn' problem?

L'm gonna tell you ths one tme, Jack fuckn' Twst, and l an't fooln'.

What l don't know . . . All them thngs, that l don't know ...

l'd get you klled, f l come to know them.

I an't jokn'.

Try ths one, and l'll say t just once! - Co ahead.

Tell you what. We could of had a lfe together.

Had us a place of our own.

But you ddn't want t, Enns! So, what we got now s Brokeback Mountan!

That's all we got, boy! So, l hope you know that, f you don't never know the rest!

Count the few tmes we've been together n 20 years,

and measure the short fuckn' leash you keep me on.

And you tell me you'll kll me for needng somethng that l don't hardly never get!

You have no dea how bad t gets!

L'm not you. l can't make t on a couple of hgh-alttude fucks, once or twce a year.

You are too much for me, Enns. You son of a whoreson btch!

I wsh l knew how to qut you.

Then why don't you!

Why don't you just let me be?

It's because of you, Jack, that l'm lke ths.

L'm nothn'. l'm nowhere.

Cet the fuck off me!

It's all rght. lt's all rght.

Damn you, Enns.

I just can't stand ths, anymore, Jack.

Come on, now. You're sleepn' on your feet, lke a horse.

My mama used to say that to me, when l was lttle.

And sng to me.

I gotta go.

See you n the mornng.

Excuse me.

Hey, Enns Del Mar.

Where you been?

Here and there.

I left word for you at the ranch. And you must've got the notes l left at your place.

Looks lke l got the message, n any case.

Carl?

Yeah, Carl's nce. He even talks.

Cood for you.

Yeah.

Cood for me.

I don't get you, Enns Del Mar.

L'm sorry.

I was probably no fun anyways, was l?

Enns, grls don't fall n love wth fun!

Hello.

Hello, this is Ennis Del Mar.

L'm ...

Who? Who s ths?

Enns Del Mar, an old buddy of Jack's.

Jack used to mention you. you're the lishin' buddy.

Or the hunt buddy, l know that.

Would've let you know, but l wasn't sure about your name or address.

Jack kept hs frends addresses n hs head.

That's why l'm callng, to see what happened.

Oh, yeah.

Jack was pumpn' up a flat ...

on the truck, on a back road, when the tre blew up.

The rm of the tre slammed nto hs face,

broke hs nose and jaw, and knocked hm unconscous on hs back.

By the time somebody come along, he'd drowned in his own blood.

He was only 39 years old.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Is he bured down there?

They put a stone up. He was cremated, lke he wanted.

Half hs ashes was nterred here, the rest was sent up wth hs folks.

He sad he wanted hs ashes scattered on Brokeback Mountan,

but I wasn't sure where that was.

Thought Brokeback Mountain might be where he grew up. Knowin' Jack,

lt mght be some pretend place, where bluebrds sng there's a whsky sprng.

No, ma'am, we was herdn' sheep on Brokeback, one summer.

Back in '63.

Well, he sad t was hs favorte place.

I thought he meant to get drunk. He drank a lot.

Is hs folks stll up n Lghtnng Flat? - They'll be there till the day they die.

I thank you for your tme.

I sure am sorry. We was good lriends.

Cet n touch wth hs folks. l suppose they'd apprecate t, f hs wshes was carred out.

About the ashes, l mean.

Want a cup of coffee, don't ya? Fece of cake?

Yes, ma'am, l'll have a cup of coffee, but l can't eat no cake just now.

I feel awful bad about Jack.

Thank you.

I can't begn to tell you how bad l feel.

I knew hm a long tme.

I come by to say ...

lf you want me to take hs ashes up there on Brokeback,

lke hs wfe sad he wanted to ,

then l'd be happy to.

Tell you what,

l know where Brokeback Mountan s.

Thought he was too goddamn specal to be bured n the famly plot.

Jack used to say,

"Enns Del Mar," he used to say.

"L'm gonna brng hm up here, one day, and we'll lck ths damn ranch nto shape."

Had some half-baked noton the 2 of you was gonna move up here.

Buld a cabn.

Help run the place.

Then ths sprng, he got another fella gonna come up here wth hm.

Buld a place.

Help run the ranch.

Some ...

ranch neghbor of hs from down n Texas.

Conna splt up wth hs wfe, and come back here.

So he says.

But lke most of Jack's deas,

never come to pass.

I kept hs room lke t was when he was a boy.

I thnk he apprecated that.

You are welcome to go up to hs room, f you want.

Yeah, l'd lke that. Thank you.

Tell you what,

we got a famly plot, and he's gon' n t.

Yes, sr.

You come back and see us, agan.

Thank you.

Hey there, Junor. - Hey, Daddy.

Come here.

Lke the car? - Yeah. ls t yours?

It's Kurt's. - l thought you were seen' Troy.

Troy? Daddy, that was 2 years ago.

Troy stll playn' baseball?

I don't know what he's don', l'm seen' Kurt, now.

What does Kurt do? - Works out n the ol felds.

He's a roughneck, huh? - Yeah.

I guess you're 1 9, you can do whatever you want, rght?

Sure.

Daddy, you need more furnture. - Yeah, well ...

you got nothn' you don't need nothn'.

So, what's the occason?

Me and Kurt.

We're gettn' marred.

How long you known ths guy for?

About a year.

The weddng s June 5th, at the Methodst Church.

Jenny wll be sngng, and Monroe s gonna cater the recepton.

Now, ths Kurt fella ...

he loves you?

Yeah, Daddy.

He loves me.

Was hopn' you'd be there.

I thnk l'm supposed to be on a roundup, down by the Tetons.

I don't know.

You know what?

I reckon they can fnd themselves a new cowboy.

My lttle grl ...

s gettn' marred, huh?

To Alma and Kurt.

Jack, l swear ...