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- I know a few people there.
- Let's go to, like, California.

- Yeah?
- It's got a beach.

- I've never been to the beach.
- Never?

- Never.
- Neither have I.

- I've never seen the ocean.
- I bet it's beautiful.

- You want to come?
- Yeah. Let's run away forever.

Yeah, and we never come back.

But you have so much going for
you, that... If you're sure, I'm sure.

- Really?
- Yeah. We can do it.

- Your family's OK?
- Yeah.

- Who are you?
- Dad!

What are you doing? Who the hell
are you? Who are you? Who are you?

- Please.
- Get out of here. Get out of here.

- Dad, don't. Don't.
- Sorry little bastard.

- Pack up and get off my ranch, boy.
- God, please.

No. Get off by sunrise.

You're gonna not make this ranch a
whorehouse for the queer, you hear me?

Not on my watch.
Go to your mother's house.

And when you're straightened out,
you can come back.

- OK.
- Read your goddamn Bible.

Then you can come back. Get out
of here, you disgusting little prick.

Son of a bitch.
Son of a bitch, my son.

I can't believe it. I can't believe it.
I can't believe this shit.

I can't believe this shit.
I always knew.

Buttercup. What are you doing?

What are you doing here, huh?
What are you doing out here, huh?

You're sleeping in the barn now?
Let's go in the house, with me.

That's a good girl. Good girl, yeah.
Good girl. Good girl.

Come on, gal.
Let's go up to the house. What?

Don't wake up Pedro. Don't wake him up.

What? What?

What? What?

Easy, easy. Yeah, hello. Maria?

No. What's that?

Hold on. Hold that, sugar.
I'll be right there.

Hold on. I'm coming.
Hold on. I'll be there.

- Give him to me.
- Get out of here.

Go home. Leave him alone.

No. He's coming with me.

Alright.
The party's over, boys. Back off.

Get off my property,
away from my people.

I mean it now.
Go back to your own country.

Alright?

Go on, far from here.

This guy, his wife died. That's his son.

He wants a better life for the boy here.
They want him back over there.

Alright?
Thank you. You saved my ass.

You hear that? We're going to keep him.
Now, go on. Go on back.

Far. Yeah.

Take him back to your place
to get some food and rest.

And call the proper authorities.
Or maybe not.

I'll leave that up to you, alright? OK?

- Go. Come on.
- Go on, now. Go on back.

Go on. If you come back, I'll shoot
your legs right out from under you.

I can do that. Alright?

Don't cross this river again.
Stay off my property. Stay out of Texas.

Texas Rangers.

Texas Rangers.

Hey, children. What's your name?

- Hey, sweetheart. Show me your cars.
- I didn't mean it...

How long have you been sitting here?

What do you think?
Are you ready to come out?

- Yes.
- Yes? Let's go.

Come, come with me.
There you go, sweetheart.

- There you go, sweetie.
- Here's your car.

This is dispatch.
What's your situation?

Sheriff, it's the captain.
This is a bad one. Real bad.

I need some help over here. Please.
Send some guys as soon as you can.

Let me see your motor, your car.
Wow, what is the fastest car here?

- This one. This one is the fastest.
- Come on, boys. Come on with me.

OK. Come on.
You're going to be alright.

- Yes.
- Let's get.

Have you ever thought
about quitting the Rangers?

Yeah, I have.

I hope someday that I never have
to interview another rape victim

or a burned child
or see another mutilated body.

Not many people can do our job, Sam.
Most people would go insane.

Hi, it's me.

Are you doing your homework?
Are you going to go riding later?

OK. We'll have dinner tonight
in a fun place, OK?

Alright. Hugs. Bye.

As I was saying,
my husband died a few weeks ago,

and before he passed, he asked me to
investigate what happened to our son.

I looked for you in particular.

- I know you can understand Spanish.
- Yes.

And what's more, my heart...
I don't mean to offend anyone.

But my heart and my faith told me
to look for you.

- So you could help me.
- Why not?

Absolutely. Yes.

I was explaining to Ms Davis
that we never close a cold case.

I'll leave you two to talk about it.

- Excuse me.
- Thank you very much.

- So, sorry about your loss, Mrs Davis.
- Thank you very much.

- What was your son's name?
- Jimmy.

- Mm-hm.
- Uh-huh.

What else can you tell me
about your son?

Well, he was very good. Very good.
A wonderful person.

Very loving, very affectionate.

I want you to find out
if my son was killed and who killed him.

Um, I will speak with the Head Ranger,
the Captain, who you just met.

And we'll go into the files, and we'll
do our best to give you an answer.

Thank you very much.

- Really.
- You're welcome.

Who was in charge of
the Jimmy Davis case, 15 years ago?

That would have been Ranger Jackson,
and he retired about two years ago.

He was in charge of the office
back than.

You know, quite honestly, Sam,
I know about the case,

but I don't know much about the details.
But I did find the case file.

I want you to have it.
The good thing is,

Ranger Jackson will be here the day
after tomorrow for the town barbecue.

It'd be a really good time for you to
sit with him and get the details on it.

Sure. Yeah, I really want
to work on this case.

- If it's OK with you.
- You got it.

Get those feet out
in front of you, Buster.

You're doing pretty darn good,
Buster. For a little squirt your size.

Watch me.

- Easy on the bit, come on.
- Come on, Buster.

- Maybe someday you can outride me.
- Let go of that horn, Buster.

- I'm riding like John Wayne.
- Riding like John Wayne's cousin.

- Buster, your grandpa's here.
- How am I doing, Grandpa?

You're doing pretty damn good.
Don't talk to me.

Just listen to KC, alright?
He'll teach you.

He's trying to get good enough
so he can ride your horse.

- Not gonna happen for a while.
- That's what I told him.

She can do it, but he can't. No.

Hey, I want to show you something.
Hey, kids. Come on.

I got a strange phone call
last night, with some woman's voice.

It didn't belong to me. Wrong number.

It's hard enough to make one work, Pop,
let alone two at the same time.

Yeah, well. Don't join my divorce club.
Try to avoid that.

I can tell you that right now.

I'm not kidding you.

Watch this. Get an education.

It reminds me
of when you were a teenager.

- Hey.
- Go get 'em, Pa.

- Shh, shh, shh, shh.
- Whoa. Whoa.

Come on. Come.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Good work.

- You boys have a good touch.
- That's a good girl.

Come here. Touch her.
Come on. Yeah.

Put your hand out here. Yeah.

That's good.

Might bite your hand off.
Bite his hand off.

Yeah, that's good. That's good.
You've been working him good, son.

Tell you what. Easy does it. OK.
Everybody down, let's go.

Who's hungry? Who's hungry?
Last one to the truck's a rotten egg.

It's going to be you, old man.
Grandpa's going to be the rotten egg.

- Who's the rotten egg?
- Come on. Scooch over, Lizzie.

Come on, Augustus.
Come on, buddy.

Attaboy.
Let's go. Who's a rotten egg?

- You.
- Me?

- Grandpa's a rotten egg.
- Yeah, I'm a rotten egg.

Guys, who's a rotten egg?

- Grandpa.
- Then what are you?

Buster!

Attaboy.

- Hey, hey, hey, Buster.
- Watch it. Not bad.

OK, go on. Get on.

I'll be right down, I've got...
I've got to go change.

- Go ahead, I'll be right back.
- This is so exciting.

Hey!

- Hey, Buster.
- Buster. Get your hand out of there.

Hey, Maddie.

What did I tell you about eating
other people's food? Come on.

I'll take that.

- Just as the doctor ordered, right?
- This is pork.

How are you doing?
Milo, don't overcook that meat.

Yeah. Good to see everybody. Right?

Having a good time? Good to see you.

Whoa!

- Hi, Pa.
- What are you doing?

I don't know. Just looking
at those horses over there.

- I wish your mom could have come.
- Me, too.

Yeah.

Do you think...?

Do you think your ma
would let me move back in?

- Of course.
- Are you serious?

- Yeah, she was talking about you.
- She was saying she wants me there?

Yeah?

Why do you think
she doesn't want you there?

I don't know. You know your mom.

Mm.

She changes her mind a lot.

So, that's who I got it from.
I got all jacked up.

Mr Briggs, how are you doing?

Let me introduce you
to Texas Ranger Samantha Payne.

Hello, sir. Nice meeting you.
My son, Cody.

Cody, good to see you. How are you?

- I'll see you guys in a minute.
- Take care.

I've never met a lady Ranger before.

- I didn't know they had them.
- Yeah, we can vote now, as well.

Good. That's good.

Buster... Hey. Buster?
Buster Briggs, where are you at?

I want you to meet a lady Texas Ranger.

- Hi.
- Hello, sir.

- Nice handshake. How are you?
- Good, you?

- Good. Having fun?
- Yes, ma'am.

- Excellent.
- Her son, Cody.

- Nice to meet you.
- Yeah.

Maybe I can be a Texas Ranger
when I grow up.

- You want to?
- Yes, sir.

Wait. I thought you said
you wanted to run the ranch with me.

Yes, sir. But even if you were
a hundred, I could do both.

Now... Wait a minute.
What do you, mean you'll do both?

I don't know about that. We'll see.

Let me think about it.
You're not very good at work, son.

Go learn to be a cowboy.
Go on, get out of here.

Cody, go get something to eat.
I'll see you in a minute.

Yeah, they're something.

- Let me ask you something.
- Yes, sir.

We're having a competitive cook-off.

I'd like to invite you and your son
as my special guests.

I appreciate that
and thank you so much for having us.

- My pleasure.
- Very nice party. Thank you, sir.

- Ma'am.
- Nice meeting you.

Yeah.

Look what rolled in.
Nice to see you, Sheriff.

- How are you, Scott?
- Good to see you.

- Deputy, good to see you.
- Good to see you, too.

I don't know if Ranger Captain mentioned
I took over the Jimmy Davis case.

The files and notes indicate that the
kid maybe possibly committed suicide.

Well, little lady. First thing,
I don't think it was suicide.

And I said the obvious suspect
in this case was Scott Briggs.

- And what was the evidence, then?
- Well, his son...

The day he sent him off,
the young boy disappeared.

Then Pedro, or whatever
the hell his name was,

Pedro, who'd looked after the horses,
he disappeared.

Briggs had a lot to lose in this thing.

And I've had that gut feeling for years

that everything starts
and ends right here. Right here.

Now, them two young boys liked to ride
horses and have a good time together,

and they played a little grab-ass,
or whatever goes on between them.

That's their business.
It's none of mine.

They were young boys, human beings.
They deserve the protection of the law.

And that's the way I feel about it,
and that's the way I see it.

But I had a couple of beers one time
with Scott Briggs.

And he told me that all gays were evil.
So, that's something to think about.

Sam, you'll have to use old-fashioned
investigative techniques on this one.

Really turn up the heat on this.

But remember,
don't ever forget the obvious.

Because those clues will lead you
where you need to be.

- 290. 290. Good to see you. Sheriff.
- Enjoy. Enjoy.

Thanks for the good work. You've got
a really good man here. Thank you.

Hey, kids.

Scott. The kid is gone.

Those guys came back
and took him back to Mexico,

and I couldn't do anything about it.

OK, OK. Wait.
You stay up with Buster tonight, OK?

- I'll take care of it.
- OK.

I'll take care of it, alright?

I'll take care of it. Yeah.

Yeah.

Fuckers. Fuckers.

They took the kid back.

Now they're trying
to smuggle drugs over here.

- Dirty sons of bitches.
- Hey, look.

The next time
you cross this river, we'll bust you.

You hear what I'm saying?

Good shot, good shot.

Good shot.

Let's get out of here.

Terrific. Great, great, great.

- Mrs Payne.
- Hello, Mrs Davis. How are you?

Fine, thank you. I would like
to show you my son's bedroom.

Sure.

His room seems more quiet
than the rest of the house.

I sometimes...

...like to sit down
and think about the good times.

Your son seemed to love
water and horses.

He loved to swim,
but horses were everything to him.

How often did he visit the Briggs ranch?

I really don't know.

What kind of relationship
did he have with Ben Briggs?

- They were very close.
- Mm-hm.

But... some people like to say
it was more than that.

Was your son
on antidepressant medication?

Yes. He was.

He had tried to commit suicide
prior to his disappearance?

Yes.

Look what went on.

Hm, hm, hm, hm, hm.

Do you mind if I keep this picture?

- Take anything you need.
- Thank you.

- Anything else...
- No, this is all I need.

OK.

OK. So, I'll call you
as soon as I learn something.

- Thank you very much. You're so kind.
- Alrighty. Thank you.

- Good morning. ls Mr Briggs in?
- Good morning.

- He'll be here soon. How can I help?
- Are you the lady of the house?

No, no. I live with the family.
I have for years.

I help run things around here.

There's a lot to do
on a ranch this size.

- That's for sure.
- Maria. That's OK. Get.

- How are you today? Good?
- Good morning, sir.

- Morning. My granddaughter, Maddie.
- How are you?

She can ride a horse, let me tell you.

Go tell your brother I need him here
to do some work for one time.

- Kind of early, aren't you?
- Nothing's too early for me, sir.

- I mean, the cook-offs in two weeks.
- Well, that can wait.

Hm-hm. Well, what is it you came for?

I came to ask about a man
who once worked here, Pedro Alvarez.

I believe he used to take care
of your horses.

He did. He did. What's it to you?

Well, it could possibly mean a lot.

We reopened the case of a young man
who disappeared 15 years ago.

- Jimmy Davis.
- Jimmy Davis... Jimmy Davis.

How come I knew that as soon as I heard
the knock on the door?

- I have no idea, sir.
- Well, yeah. OK.

Good luck in your procedures, but
in the meantime, I don't want anybody,

you know, snooping around my property,
asking questions.

Because this is private property.
I hope you understand that.

I understand that.
And I respect your privacy.

Perhaps we can have
a more formal meeting in the future.

- Perhaps.
- Perhaps.

Thank you.

- What do you want me to do?
- Keep track of everything she does.

- Well, what is everything?
- Everything means everything.

Keep her off her game,
whatever it takes.

Within reason. OK?

- Alright.
- We'll talk later.

Alright.

Asshole.

Grandpa, Grandpa.

Come on, Buster. Let's go.
Come on, buddy.

Yeah.

Thanks, man, for taking my kids
to my wife's house.

Maddie, I'll make some bunk beds.
You can stay forever. Give me a hug.

- Bye, Grandpa.
- See you soon. Love you.

- Love you, too.
- OK.

- Have the horses ready. For KC, too.
- Let me kiss you.

Tell your mom I love her, OK?
We'll be back together soon. Alright?

You. You be good.

Hey, Grandpa. I'm a Texas Ranger. If
you don't let me take over your ranch,

I'll arrest your bow-legged ass.

Love you.

That little bastard.
He always gets me. Oh, shit.

- Come back soon. Come back soon, right?
- Yeah.

I'll be damned.

- Bye!
- Bye-bye.

All I'm saying is this.
I don't want to go crazy with it.

I just want to scare her out of here.

She's got no... balls.

What am I supposed to feed my dogs?

Why don't you feed your dog
your tiny dick?

Man, this interaction isn't for blood
or it's not about money.

It's more about...

- Maybe we'll get a little pussy.
- Hell, yeah.

Everybody get a shovel
and dig your head out of the pussy,

because you can't see straight.

I'm talking to you about this.
Understand what I'm saying?

I'm saying no firearms.
There's gonna be no shooting. Alright?

Just scare her. That's it.

I don't think you understand, though.
What if she's shot?

It won't be good
for any of us if she gets killed.

It's the Texas Rangers. Alright?
There will be repercussions for it.

OK, but what if?

If she gets killed, then I suggest
you get across the river back to Mexico.

You can go to goddamn China.
Wherever you want to.

I'm asking you are you in
or are you out?

Are you in, or are you out? I'll find
somebody else like that. You in?

- Know what? Hey, I'm in.
- Alright. Alright.

- And you're out.
- OK, let's go. We're done.

Haven't talked
in nine and a half years, OK?

How many have you
put in the ground since then?

Only two? Only two? Better than I have.

Listen to me.
For once, listen to me.

I... I need...

I need... Alright, OK. I need...
Yeah. I need Ben to call Maria.

It's very, very important. Alright?

City boy. Look who's here.

Coming to drag us
into the 21st century or what?

- Maybe. Good to see you.
- Good to see you, too.

Maria, hi.

- Good.
- Yeah?

- Johnny.
- Good to see you.

God, I missed you.

- Pop.
- Boy, good to see you. Welcome home.

I'm here to see my brothers and Maria,
and take care of that will.

Yeah, that's the only way I could get
you to come here. Through Maria.

Maria knows best. She's the boss.

Welcome home.
Your room's waiting on you. OK?

I remember where it is.

- See you up there.
- See you.

Good to see you, son.

Thank the Lord Jesus.

- How are you?
- I'm good. How are you?

- How's the family?
- Uh, the family?

Well, you know my mom died
seven years ago.

And, well... My father left,
and I never heard from him.

Hm.

- You know, he vanished.
- Yeah.

But, you're my family, so...
You look good.

You look very handsome.
Have you been eating well?

Yeah. I don't know
if I'm going to go eat dinner.

I'm just going to stay here.
Or maybe I'll take a walk.

- No.
- It's weird. It's weird.

No, it's not weird, and supper's ready.

- And I'm going to sit with you.
- You're going to sit with me?

- Of course. I'll be next to you.
- If you sit next to me, then I'll go.

- Yes.
- Yeah?

I missed you so much.

- You're the brother I never had.
- Yeah.

I'm lying.

- I think I always had a crush on you.
- Oh, really?

- Really.
- Well, I wish I had known that earlier.

We could have...
saved a lot of problems.

Yeah, I think so.

Let's go. Come on.
I'll help you with that later.

Alright.

- Who will throw the first damn stone?
- Hello.

- Welcome.
- Hi, how are you doing? I'm LD.

God dang, I heard a lot about you.
It's good to finally meet you.

- Thank you.
- Everybody, sit down.

- I've known your old daddy a while.
- Hold on, hold on.

I'd just like to say that I'm very...

I'm very pleased and moved,
I really am, that my sons,

my three sons, for the first time
in many years, are here together.

It makes me very, very happy.
And very emotional. OK?

Benny. I'm so happy that he's here.
I am very happy. Are we OK for now?

- Are we OK for now?
- Are we OK?

- Yeah. I'm asking you.
- Yeah, we're OK, Dad.

- OK, good.
- It's good to be here.

- Yeah.
- It's great to see you all.

So, did you meet LD?
He's been my partner.

- Alright.
- Good to meet you.

I heard a bit about you.

He's a crappy business partner.
He hasn't earned me a damn cent.

- But he's good to have around.
- I've been saving that for you.

I'm holding it for your boy.
You know. You know?

That's right, there.

I'm not used to saying grace,
but maybe we should say a little grace.

Maybe someone should say something.
KC or... Yeah. You or which?

- Come on. Somebody.
- There's no before. There's no after.

There's only now and love. So, let us
love each other, like Jesus said.

I love Jesus,
but I like to drink a little.

Let us pray for our brother Ben.

- Give him love and welcome him home.
- Thank you.

- And the food, too. Amen.
- Amen.

Amen. Yeah,
now I've got a surprise for you.

- OK. I'm ready.
- Milo?

- Here I come.
- Come on.

- Oh, no.
- Good God.

- Oh, wow.
- He's coming. Oh my God.

What have you got there, Milo?

- This was my favorite kid goat.
- That was your favorite goat?

- What was its name?
- His name is Billy.

- Billy goat?
- That was Billy.

In honor... in honor
of Benny's homecoming, Benny,

I cooked him especially for you.
Welcome home.

Thank you, Milo. I can't wait to dig in.
I'm glad you kept the teeth in that.

A round of applause for Milo.

The thing is, he can't taste his own
cooking, because he can't gnaw on it.

Jack lost his teeth about 30 years ago.

- Where are you going, Benny?
- I'll be back. I'll be back.

- Where are you going?
- I'll be back.

He did say he'll be back, Pop.

- Hola.
- Hey.

Thank you.

- You OK?
- Yeah.

- Did you have a good time?
- It was alright.

Oh, gosh.

Freak show.

What are you doing?

Dance with me.

- No.
- Hmm!

- No.
- Your father dances with me.

- What?
- Yeah.

- My dad dances with you?
- Yeah, like this.

- No, no, no. Like this?
- Yeah, I swear.

- That's my daddy.
- You see?

I'm going to dance with
you. I'd rather dance with my horse.

He's in love with that horse.

I almost love you
as much as my horse, Maria!

Dad, what you did to me
that night...

I'll never forget it.
I'll never understand it.

You told me to read the Bible,
and I did. Leviticus.

Is it worse for two men to lie together

or for King David to send
a man to battle to die

so that he can lay with his wife?
What's worse?

Hmm! Nothing to say?

You always protected
yourself with silence.

I guess you still do.

It turns out that Pedro Alvarez
stays at Isabel's Convenience Store.

And I really need to speak with him.

He's Isabel's relative. I would like
to go to Linda Rosa to meet with him.

OK. I'll arrange for Rogers
to go with you. He knows the town well.

- I don't need that clown, Sheriff.
- No, you go with him.

- Yes, sir. OK.
- Did you get that car for Cody?

I'm driving Cody's new car,
and I think he's going to like it.

- What the hell was that?
- I just got shot at, sir.

Dad.

Where's Jimmy?
What happened to him?

I have no idea whatsoever.

- Do you swear on that?
- Absolutely.

I'm only concerned about you and
the rest of us. The family. That's it.

- The family?
- Yeah, what there is of it. Yeah.

I've been going a little downhill
since you left. I feel better now.

I think back to this particular time...

...when I got bucked off a horse
and you told me to get back on.

You did it in such a kind way, I...

I just like to think about it, because
it kind of offsets what happened.

It's not enough to make me forget.
But it helps a little bit.

Yeah.

Thank you, son. Thank you.

Come in, fellas.

OK.

A special day. A special day.

- Sorry.
- Have a seat.

Maria. Come over here.

Over here. You're late.

- You're always late.
- Sorry.

Sure. Yeah, OK.

There you go, darling.

Your dad wanted me

- to go over a few things.
- Hold on.

How come we're here like this?

A will is a totally private,
family thing, right? Private.

That's what I was about to explain,
if you'd just give me a second.

OK. Go ahead.

Your dad wanted everybody
here together as family,

because he wanted the entire family
to understand everything.

He wanted it all out in the open.
ls that right, Scott?

- Yes, sir.
- So, we've made out a very simple plan.

Basically, the 40,000 acres
will be broken up equally, in four ways.

- What are you talking about, four ways?
- Pop. Hold on a second here.

No, no, no.

Let him finish, alright?
Go ahead, John. Let him finish.

Your dad's laid it out in very simple
terms. Laid it out very nicely.

10,000 acres to each of the boys.

10,000 acres and the ranch house
to Maria Anna Gonzales.

- Pop. Pop.
- I know what you're gonna say.

Oh, right.
Maria's not a part of this family.

- Not really. Right, Maria?
- I know.

- This is a family deal.
- I know.

I love Maria, you know we all do,
like a sister, but, Dad...

Hold on a minute.
As I said before, this is probably

the... happiest day of my life,
as well as the toughest.

I'd like to say
she's not just like a sister to you.

Excuse me.

She is your sister.

- Jesus.
- And a daughter I care for and love.

Maybe more than anyone.
I want you all to know that. Alright?

Maria...

Explain yourself.

I can't right now. I can't.

Any further questions, at the moment...
You can ask John.

I have to...

Get some fresh air.

We could talk later, Maria,
if you'd like.

But... In the meantime,
I want you all to remember this.

This is your sister.

She's blood now.

Wow.

Maria?

Welcome to the family.

Come here. Come here.

Come here. Come here.

- I...
- Come here.

I'm just glad I'm gay. Otherwise,
I would have married my sister.

OK. OK.

Is she still in there?

Of course she's still in there.
She's waiting.

She didn't go out the other door?

Hey, Pop. This is the only door.

OK, yeah. Alright.

I guess I'd better go back in.
Think I should?

Yeah, I think so.

Alright. OK.

Well, looks like we've got a beautiful
Mexican sister and a homosexual brother.

- They call it "gay," Johnny.
- I don't know about that.

Know what I mean? We'll figure it out.

Hey.

- Thanks, John.
- Sure.

If you hadn't given her 10,000 acres,
I would have given her mine.

And I still might.

I don't understand.

Why was I always treated like a daughter
but never told I was a daughter?

That's beyond me.

Yes, I know it makes sense to you,
but certainly not to me.

And who was Tomás?
Just a make-believe father?

- Maybe he ran off, left your mother.
- I wonder why.

- So why are you telling me now?
- Why what?

Why didn't you tell me long before this?

- Were you ashamed?
- Why would I be ashamed?

You're my daughter.

I don't know.
You seem to have all the answers.

Are you ashamed because I am
the product of your unwed Mexican maid?

Might that have something to do with it?

No, listen to me. I loved your mother.

- I did.
- You didn't answer my question.

It didn't look right, in this particular
community of yours. ls that it?

- Maybe.
- There doesn't seem to be a maybe here.

Yes or no?

- Yes or no? Hey, I'm a coward.
- Oh, yes, you are.

Don't play the victim on me here, now.
It's too late for that.

Well, I hope someday
that I can be forgiven.

Please. Don't do that.

If I ever decide to forgive anybody,
it will be me who decides, not you.

This one time, my dear father,
you can't decide.

I won't let you.

Go home and rest. I'm sure you need it.
I have things to do.

Is that like a Southern turn-on?

West Virginia. That's not down there.
That's West Virginia.

Now, did we ever play
smear the queer with you?

- No.
- Well, what? Did we?

Alright, what the F is smear the queer?

- Smear the queer, man.
- What is that game?

- Tell me about that game.
- A cow patty on your face

with a bamboo stick.

Actually, you know what?
I think you did,

- and that's why I turned gay.
- That's probably why.

- I think you turned me gay, buddy.
- No way.

Yeah. Thank you.

He says "gay". What do you call it?

I say why can't you just
say "homosexual"?

- Sometimes, we pronounce it "guh-ay."
- "Guh-ay." That's like you're choking?

- What is that, "guh-ay"?
- You lost it. You drank way too much.

You are such an ignorant son of a bitch.

- What?
- Just shut your trap.

Shut up. You're out.

- What do you want to know? Tell me.
- Alright.

- Who gets on top first?
- What?

- Who swings the bat? Who...
- No, I'll lay it out.

Who gets on top first?
Well, we flip a coin.

That's how we do it.
Sometimes Rochambeau.

- Rochambeau?
- Rochambeau.

- What does that mean?
- Paper, rock, scissors.

- Rochambeau.
- I'm a dumb redneck heterosexual.

What's the dirtiest,
wildest sex you ever had?

Shit.

- Johnny, stop. Stop.
- No.

Hey, knock it off over there.

- It's not a library, man.
- Alright, come on.

Shut up. Or you come over here
and I'll kick your ass.

- Come on, let's go.
- Let's get going, Johnny.

Alright, alright.

- Hey, stick it up your ass, pal.
- He didn't mean anything by it.

Alright? Come on, come on.

Hey, hey, hey. You alright?

Johnny, take a couple of deep breaths.
Walk it off. Fresh air.

- Getting excited.
- Hey, jackass. Want a piece of me?

- Yeah, I do.
- Yeah?

Yeah.

- I'm not talking to you, asshole.
- Talking to me. Who's the asshole?

- I got this.
- Back off.

- I'm not talking to you, you faggot.
- What?

- Who's the faggot now, huh?
- Yeah, get out of here. Come on.

Get the fuck out of here.

That was awesome.
You're starting trouble, man.

- Awesome.
- You were a buzz saw in there.

- Thank you, sir.
- Pop was right.

You must've been a hell of
a street fighter when you were younger.

- Yeah, Pop taught me a thing or two.
- I was a little off my game.

I bumped into something.
But how did I do?

Oh, you were an animal.

Man, you weren't worth a shit,
even though you started...

- Come on.
- You weren't worth shit.

- I thought I got somebody.
- Benny.

You remind me of Pop
a little bit sometimes.

- How's that?
- I was told when Pop was a young man,

he got in a fight with the Sheriff.
Knocked that guy on his ass,

in front of people, on account of
the guy calling him a draft dodger

during the Korean War. The guy never
mentioned anything to Pops again.

- Never said shit.
- I believe that.

- Chip off the old block, both of you.
- What happened to you?

I don't know, man.

- A lover of all things.
- A gentle heterosexual.

- Yes. You see?
- Straight. Straight.

- Go, go, go.
- Go get 'em, Cody.

Get him, boy.

- Yeah.
- Alright.

- Hey, Cody.
- He's got him, now.

- Alright.
- Way to go, Cody.

Good job.

Good roping today.
Your dad would be proud.

So, how come you never talk
about your father?

Every time his name comes up,
you change the subject.

Why? Because he was a very violent man.

And at the same time,
I love him very much.

- What do you mean?
- What do I mean?

Hmm.

Huh.

Well, last time I saw him, he came
storming into the kitchen like a maniac.

You never knew what set him off.

And as violent as you can imagine
a man can be.

And you can only see his hand...

...going to my throat,
and then you feel the wall.

And I was just so tired of being afraid.

So tired that I decided that
that was going to be it.

So, I stare at him.

And I said, "Well, go for it."

I said, "Go for it."

And you can see his fist
going by my face and hitting the wall.

And I opened my eyes,
and I stare at him.

And he looked like a demon.
I mean, I don't know.

And he just walked away.
And that was it.

I'll come along with you.
And we're set. You ready?

- Yeah.
- Come on. Let's go.

Give me a hug.
Oh, I love you so much. So much.

Lock the doors.

- We are closed. But how can I help you?
- Hello, Mrs Isabel?

- Yes?
- Hi, I'm looking for Pedro Alvarez.

- And who wants to know?
- We do. The Texas Rangers.

- He's not here. He comes and goes.
- Oh, I see.

Should I tell him
that you are looking for him?

Yes, please.
I just left my business card.

If he can call me whenever he has
a chance, I would appreciate it.

- I'll do that.
- Thank you very much, ma'am.

- Have a good night.
- You're welcome. Good night.

Be careful out there.
It's kind of dangerous.

- Yeah, take care of yourself. Bye.
- Thank you.

I went to Joe's Bar.

The bartender told me
there was a new guy in town.

So, I followed him out, pulled him over.

- That's not bad, for a new guy.
- Yeah?

- Yeah.
- Looks great.

Squeezing it like it's a pair of titties
ain't going to get you closer

- to getting the job, you know.
- Yeah.

- Maradona or Pelé?
- We talk about business here.

- This stuff in your hand has no value.
- No value? Then why are you here?

- How are we going to sell that?
- Let me make a point.

You're fighting for 70 percent of this?

Hm-hmm.

You want 70 percent of zero?
Nothing? Nada?

Or do you want 60 percent of this?
It's your call.

What do you want?

I want 40 percent instead of 30.
I'm not doing 30.

No way, man. No way, asshole.

Hey, we can talk.
You don't have to call me an asshole.

Call me asshole again,
I'll slap you in the goddamn mouth.

- Oh, just give it a try.
- You want to do business, do business.

- Just talk.
- You need me to sell stuff.

I don't need you.
I need somebody to sell stuff.

You think I can't get somebody else?
You're wrong, my friend.

You're wrong about that.

- Hm-hm.
- 40.

Alright. Let's do the deal, asshole.

- That comes out of your end.
- Look at my face of concern.

Look at your face of concern.
Look at my face of celebration.

- Yeah. 40. Deal.
- Let's do it. Good.

- Hey, Sheriff, what's your 20?
- 67 and 11-11.

Good. You're right behind me.
Listen, I got a text from Sam.

It was real vague, but apparently
she stumbled on a drug deal going down

- at that warehouse in Linda Rosa.
- 10-4.

You've got to know this. Your deputy,
Rogers, is inside that building.

10-4.

Any of this shit later on,
I won't pay you for.

Here you go.

- You got a girl?
- No.

- You seem sad about it.
- That's not our business, man.

- Huh?
- That's not our business.

You want to talk business?
Talk about the $1,000 you own me

that I paid you to scare a Ranger.
Nothing happened.

What do you want?
Want a refund or a credit store?

- Who?
- A store credit.

- In English. What's that?
- A store credit.

- Store credit?
- Yeah. How about that?

That's business.
It's what you talk about.

Alright, man.
Take it from the cut.

- Alright? No worries.
- No worries? Tranquilo.

- Tranquilo.
- Si.

It's a good thing for you and me both
that kid got killed, too.

- I know.
- If not, you'd be in prison.

- Let me see your hands.
- Get down. Down, down, down! Down!

If you'd gotten here two seconds later,
I don't know what.

Asshole.

Yesterday, you were teaching
these kids about drugs.

- And now you're doing this shit?
- Si.

I don't know who you're working for,
asshole,

but you're disgrace to our profession.

You understand?

- Answer him.
- Yes, sir.

Get your ass up.
Get this crap up around here.

OK.

Hey, come here. Sit up.
Sit up.

I'll say it again.
There's no Pedro Alvarez.

I'd hit the road, if I were you.

Whatever you say, bud.

OK.

Thank you, Mrs Isabel.

- Thank you for helping us.
- Oh, you're welcome.

You're Pedro Alvarez?

The one that lived
in Mexico, and now you live here?

Yes, sir.

Back and forth.

I'm with the Texas Ranger, Mr Alvarez.

I came to ask you
about Ben and Scott Briggs.

You said you'd cooperate.

I prefer Mexican beans from the pot.

Do you know
what happened to Jimmy Davis?

You took care of Briggs's horses.

In my pueblo
there is this little tiny bird

that is brilliant red.

Rojo, rojo.

Red with little black wings.
He flies up and down the canyon.

And what does he do all day long?

He lives to catch flies.

With pleasure in his heart.

I need your help, Pedro.

Can you help us?

I'm very tired.
I'm going to sleep.

I am very sorry it didn't work out.
I'm sorry.

Don't feel bad.

Assholes. Fucking Rangers.

This generation of Mexicans
hates the Texas Rangers.

I know.

- Hey.
- Hello, Mr Scott.

Texas Ranger Samantha Payne
is waiting in your office.

Oh, Oh.

Well, just open the floodgates,
you idiot. Open the floodgates.

Please, be seated.

- What can I do for you?
- I came to ask you about Jimmy Davis.

Jimmy Davis? What about him?

Did you know that your son
and Jimmy Davis had an affair?

No, no. It never happened.
That's just small-town rumors.

That confirms
that they did have an affair.

So?

I believe his disappearance
was a hate crime.

A hate crime?

How long have you been doing your job,
young lady?

You have a picture
of a man who's missing

and you come to the simple conclusion

that me or anyone out here had anything
to do with this man's disappearance?

You can't go and start arresting people
anywhere you look.

I mean, everybody has someone to hate.
I have someone. You have someone.

Now, let me tell you something.
The Mexicans hate the blacks,

the blacks hate the whites,
my white neighbor hates women,

my liberal lawyer hates
my Republican friends

and my Republican friends hate
my liberal lawyer.

But... The work gets done.

Do you have anything to do
with Jimmy Davis's disappearance, sir?

I have never done anything to that man,
and if you think I have, what can I say?

I understand you have made comments
that you do believe gay people are evil.

Those are strong feelings of hate,
Mr Briggs.

And hate can bring confusion to a man

that wants to control everything
and everyone around him.

I believe in justice,
just like everyone else.

- Do you, Mr Briggs?
- Yes, I do. Now please leave my office.

- I met with Pedro Alvarez.
- Pedro Alvarez.

Pedro Alvarez. What did he say?

He said plenty.

He said what?

Who lets the Texas Rangers
onto my property? Who does that?

My goddamn cook. He not only cooks
the soup and my fried chicken,

and lets anybody
onto my property as he wants to.

I don't get it. I don't get it.

You know they arrested that Rogers guy
in a drug bust?

They what?

Yeah, they've got him in custody.

- They got him.
- You listen to me, and listen good.

I don't want some cheap Texas Ranger
bitch roaming around this property,

asking a bunch of questions.

I don't want her on this property
or anywhere near.

Nowhere. If she does, only I talk to
her. You understand? Only me. Only me.

Where's Benny? He's never around here.

She's just doing her job.
What are you getting so worked up for?

- Give her a pass.
- Give her a pass?

For what, you frigging retard?

- You frigging retard. Give her a pass.
- Who's the retard?

We invited her
to the barbecue next week.

- Who invited her?
- Not me, old man. Not me. You did.

Alright, then uninvite her. Get her
on the phone this goddamn minute.

And uninvite that sneaky bitch,
you hear me?

No way.

- What do you mean, no way?
- You do it.

Oh, I do it? You thimble-headed
redneck son of a bitch.

Yeah? Yeah? Step up.

Now, listen. I don't want that bitch
anywhere around me, you understand me?

Nowhere around me. Now...

- Clean all this shit up before supper.
- Clean it up yourself, you asshole.

Kiss my ass 27 times, you prick.

Speak up, Johnny. You never say
anything. Get out of my way.

Don't you pick it up.
Don't you pick it up.

I want to ask you
about Jimmy Davis.

Sure.

What do you want to know?

You were having an affair
with Jimmy Davis?

- Well, that's nobody's business.
- I'm not here to judge you, Mr Briggs.

I'm sure it was very difficult
for you to be a gay man

in a town of machos
like the one we're in.

It's like you'd expect.

- I pretended to be straight.
- Uh-huh.

I made sure to date the prettiest girls.

I was the one
to always start the fights,

so no one would start one with me.

Just prayed to be like everyone
wanted me to be.

How did your father react
once he learned you were gay?

My father is a tough guy, and you can't
tell him anything. And my mother...

She told me to go live my life.

- Some people, they'll never accept it.
- That's true. That's true.

Was anybody with you and Jimmy
the last time you saw him?

- The last time I saw him?
- Yeah, was anybody with you?

- No.
- No?

- No.
- Hmm.

Do you believe that blood runs
thicker than truth, sir?

No. I don't know
why you're asking me that, but no.

That's OK.

I found this.

Anybody out there?

Who's hungry? Nobody home.

She's got me.

Knock, knock.

- Who's there?
- Red.

Red? Red who?

Your redneck prick
son-of-a-bitch son, that's who.

What do you want smashed
before you pick it up, huh?

- You want this?
- Pick your spot, pick your spot.

Go ahead.

- Crazy old man.
- Yeah.

I missed you guys at supper.
Where's Johnny?

Johnny's getting divorced, Pop.

Tell him not to worry.
It's not the end of the world.

It's probably best
not to tell him anything.

Well, you're right, you're right.

So, let's hold a little court,
chit-chat, get caught up, OK?

- I've got to get going.
- You just got here.

See you in the morning.
We can bust up more shit.

- Who's going to clean it up?
- You are.

- Me? Bullshit.
- Walk me to the door.

Alright. Hold on, hold on.
Oh yeah, I wanted to ask you...

How's things with Sandy?
Better, I hope?

Better. Thanks.

Yeah. Good girl. Don't let her go, son.
She's too good. I'll tell you that.

- She's great.
- Yeah.

I finally cut off that other deal.
I've got to stay at what's right for me.

I can't let it be said that the apple or
whatever doesn't fall far from the tree.

Yeah, right Hey, hey, hey.
Get out of here.

- Right.
- Yeah. See you tomorrow.

One other thing.
They're coming after me again.

- Yeah, I know. You hang in there, Pop.
- OK.

Alright.

Looking good, looking good.
Where's Johnny at?

He told me to saddle your horse.

Just warming him up for you.
I hope you don't mind.

- Why would I mind?
- OK.

Haven't lost too much there, son.
Looking good.

Yeah.

Getting long in the tooth here,
so... I need all the help I can get.

Yeah, thank you. Thank you, darling.

Yeah. Ooh. Ooh. Yeah.

Once I'm up here...

...I feel a lot better than I do down
on the ground, that's for damn sure.

You know, you never answered
my question about what happened.

Of course I did. You just don't listen.
I have no idea.

So, he just disappeared? That seems
kind of impossible, don't you think?

I've been over this a thousand times.

How many teen suicides

do you think there are yearly
in America, let alone Texas?

- I don't know.
- Well, look it up on your Google deal.

Lake Brownwood or any of these other
lakes throughout the state? Alright?

Just chalk another one up.

- That's all you have to say?
- Well, what else is there?

You know,
I... I missed you, Dad.

Even if I don't understand you.
And I'd like to know you better.

But I guess both of our hearts
are closed. Maybe that's the problem.

Maybe.

And I guess you'll never accept
that I'm gay.

Benny. Ben boy... I mean...

Why you do what you do,
whatever you do...

Uh... I... I'm working on this, son.

- You are?
- Yeah.

Then why don't you listen to me?
Why don't you put yourself in my shoes?

- We'll switch roles for a minute.
- Why would I do that?

I'll tell you why. What do you think
happens between two men?

What do you think we do
when we're in private?

I'm not so sure I want to know.
It makes no sense to me, so...

Well, I can explain it to you.
I can tell you.

I can tell you exactly what happens.
Want to hear?

I'm not talking about slow dancing
in a honky tonk.

I'm talking about what happens
in the wee hours. Want me to tell you?

I don't think so.
It can wait until another day.

- Alright?
- Alright.

You can think about it
or you can not think about it.

That's the situation.
That's what's going on.

15 years ago is the same as today.

So, you can put another gun to my head

and say, "Get the fuck off
the Briggs ranch."

Or you can be a real man
and accept what's going on.

You just think about it.

Another thing. Congratulations.

Love was a nonexistent word
on this ranch.

I heard you use it the other day, when
you were expressing yourself to Maria.

I'd never heard you utter that word
once. Not even to Mother.

Years ago, before you run her off.
So, congratulations.

You buried that word a long time ago.

I feel uncomfortable up here, you know?
I feel uncomfortable.

My mind goes round and round
and round and round...

Grown men do strange things, Maria.
Grown men do strange things.

There's only two things in my life
I wanted to tell you. Alright?

I already told you one.

- And the other?
- It'll have to wait.

Until another day.

Let's go up to the top, OK? Did you
bring a picnic? What did you cook?

Yeah, it's right there.

Oh, yeah? Where? The day you cook...

I'm trying to remember, when you were
a little girl, we planted a tree.

It was there or over there.
I can't remember which one.

It was you, me
and your mamma planted it.

- I don't really remember.
- You don't remember?

Well, you were too busy chasing boys.

- At a young age.
- Liar.

- What?
- Liar.

No liar. Mentiroso?
No, I'm not a liar.

You always sing the same song,
but never finish it.

I never finish it? Well...
Let's go on up here, see what's up here.

You always liked this horse, didn't you?

You always said it was
the best horse you ever sat on.

That's for sure.
Well, starting tomorrow morning,

he's no longer mine, he belongs to you.
You can ride him from here on in.

- Are you serious?
- Oh, I'm serious. My gift to you.

Maria, just enjoy.
I won't be needing him anymore.

Wow.

How many sunsets does a person see
in a lifetime, I wonder.

Quite a few, I imagine.

No, the deal is, how many are left?

- Let's go on back.
- Let's go.

Watch out for the holes.
Watch out for the holes.

Right.

I interviewed your son, Ben. And I know
you and him are lying about Jimmy Davis.

I also know that you and Deputy Rogers
had an agreement concerning me

and possibly my son.

You think you're above the law,
Mr Briggs?

People like you don't make the world
a better place. You think you do.

I'm going to find out what it is
that you do, when nobody's watching you.

Let me see if I can't... Ezekiel...

Can't forget. I forget where it is.

It's... "The Lord thy God loved thee...

...having ingrained thee
upon the palms of my hands."

- You don't like what I like?
- No, I don't like it.

Why not? You can change it.
Change the damn thing. Change it.

What do you like?

- What's... reggae? You like reggae?
- Not reggae.

This shit?

- Why don't you sing something?
- What?

- You sing something.
- Alright. I'll turn it off.

I'll sing you a song
that I sing to Maria,

and I'll give you $50,000
if you get the end of it. Alright?

- Alright.
- OK?

That's all I know of it.
My uncle sang it. That's all he knew.

He was always drunk all the time,
but you know.

I've got to guess the end?

You don't even know the end.

No, I don't know the end
and you don't either.

- So how will you know if I'm right?
- Well... I'll know. I'll know.

- Gee! Alright.
- Let me hear your poetry.

Ramp it up. Ramp it up. I'll finish it.

Yeah.

OK.

I'm very sorry...

...that I couldn't understand you.

I'm sorry that when you were
all grown up, I made it all about me.

Because like most men,
I wanted a perfect family.

But like most men, I was not
a perfect husband or a perfect father.

Yeah.

And I'm sorry
because I know we cannot start over

and that's what I'm most sorry about.

So...

But I want you to know...

...I accept you as you are,
because you're my son.

Yeah?

- I'm sorry, too. I've missed you.
- Yeah?

And I accept you as you are,

because you're my dad.
You're the only dad I got.

Yeah... Yeah.

- Alright?
- Yeah. You're a good boy.

Yeah.

- What are we doing here?
- Well...

- There's something I gotta do, Benny.
- Dad.

No, no. I'm gonna make things right.

Yeah. Trust me.

Let's go.

Yeah. This won't take too long,
I hope. Yeah.

Hello? Anyone home?

Hello? Anybody home?

Hello? Hello?

Who are you?
What are you doing in my house?

- Uh, I knocked. I'm sorry.
- I didn't hear it.

Uh... I want to tell you
what happened to your son.

- My son?
- Yes. Yes, ma'am.

Who are you?

I know you.

I'm Scott Briggs. We've met before.

This is my youngest son.
He knew your boy.

They rode horses together. Yeah.

- You are really Scott Briggs?
- Yes, ma'am. I am.

And you have to hear
what I'm going to tell you.

It's difficult.

A horse kicked your boy.
Kicked him and...

...killed him instantly.

- A what?
- Yeah.

- How do you know?
- I was there.

Easy, son. Easy. Move slow.
I know this horse. Easy.

Come on out.
No one's going to hurt you, son.

No one's going to hurt you.

Oh, Lord. What do I do?
Oh, Lord. What have I done?

Oh, son. Son.

Pedro? Pedro? Pedro?

Help me. Help me.

And I couldn't face anyone,
because everything I did caused it.

But I didn't do it.
It was kind of like a...

A hit and run, but I didn't do it. See?

What happened? Where is my Jimmy?

- Your Jimmy?
- Yes.

- Tell me!
- Whoa! Yes, ma'am. Yes, ma'am. I will.

I got confused, went crazy.

- Who are you?
- Dad.

- Who the hell are you?
- Dad, let him go!

My mind broke down and went...
Went in circles.

I didn't know what to do.

So, what I did
was the cowardly thing. I...

I buried him.
I dug a big hole and I buried him.

And I had to come tell you this today.
I had to.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

What kind of man are you?

Well, lady, grown men
do strange things sometimes.

We had a make-believe grave.

A storm washed it away four years ago.

A headstone with a name,
without a body. Why?

You had my son's body.

You ungodly thief!

You... you had a grave
with... with our body.

You left us without nothing.
Without nothing!

- Wait.
- Without nothing!

- It was an accident.
- No.

- It was an accident.
- No, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no.

My God. Oh my God.
Oh my God, oh my God.

Please go. Please go.
Don't touch me. Don't touch me.

Don't touch me! Don't touch me!

You walk hand in hand with the Devil.

I had to come to you today,
because my time's up.

You are the Devil, damn you.

Go. Please go.

Hey, hey.

No, no. Don't touch me. Don't touch me.

It's OK. It's OK. It's OK.

It's OK. I'm so sorry.

What kind of man you are?
What kind of man you are?

- It's OK.
- My son.

- My son.
- I know.

Thank you for coming, Ben boy.
I'm a coward. Thank you. Thank you.

Dad, I never want to see you again.
For the rest of your life.

OK.

OK.

I knew you might be coming along
this way today.

- How'd you know that?
- I just do. That's how I am.

Yeah.

- I hear your son ropes pretty good.
- Yep. Texas State Champion.

Johnny says he knows your husband.
Says he's a pretty good guy.

- You're blocking my door.
- Yeah? Sorry.

- Hell of a marine.
- Yeah, a marine pilot.

My dad's a good guy, too.
I hope you know that.

I want you to stay away from my father.

I don't care if you're a lady Ranger
or whatever.

He's the only father I've got, and I've
got to make sure I look out for him.

What can I do for you?

Don't interrupt me.

I want you to stay away from my dad.
He doesn't need this.

And that's the bottom line.
I hope you hear me.

Anything else?

No, ma'am. Not right now.

Then you're very brave or very stupid.
Excuse me.

You have a good day.

Oh...

I might take a little...
a little snooze here. Yeah.

Yeah.

I love you, Dad.

I love you too, Ben boy. Little Benny.

I love you, too. Yeah.

If God won't forgive me...

...maybe you will someday.

I hope.

Oh.

You're a good boy.

There she is.
The girl of my dreams.

You've been saying that
since we were kids.

When we were kids,
we would play cowboys and Indians.

Like the kids do. You know,
only we would do it with real horses.

Yeah.

And guess who always...
always got the role of the Indian girl?

- But now the Indian girl wears a badge.
- Yeah.

- You want to go for a ride?
- You bet.

Let's go.