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(Missy): Previously on Ride...

(announcer): Give it up
for Missy McMurray,

former
Miss Rodeo Rocky Mountain!

- This could be an opportunity
for Frontier.

Austin McMurray's widow
doing promos from his home.

- Bel, you could lose the range.
- Does the whole darn town know?

It's not some hobby
you can just pick up.

- That's why I want to partner
with the best ranchers
Colorado has to offer.

- If I'm gonna compete for this
sponsorship, I'm gonna need to
practice on a championship bull.

- You guys make a great team.
I have decided
to make you co-foremen.

- What?
(chuckles)

(upbeat music)

(cows bellowing)

- He's beautiful.

(Missy): Cash, meet Bullet.
And Bullet, meet Cash.

Winner of the PRRO and BRL Gold.

- Look, I didn't buy him.

He's just on a loan from
a stock contractor friend, Rudy.

You got two months.
- Thank you.

- Oh no, thank your coach here.

(clicking tongue)

- So... This is the new
"Big Man on Campus?"

- I pity the bullfighter getting
in the ring with you two.

- Oh, I pity Bullet.

All right, what do you say
we officially
introduce ourselves, huh?

- No, no. Not now,

Tuff here has got a fence
to repair.

With his new co-foreman.

- A fallen branch just
knocked down a couple of posts.

- Oh, it'll be faster to mend
'cause there's two of us.

(cows bellowing)

- And nobody rides
until we do drills.

- Mmm, I'm sure there's
a six-pack in here somewhere!

- All right, all right.
Come on, is this a working ranch
or what?

Go on.

Got your good jacket
ready for the Gala?

- Oh! Right, that's right.

The BRL's tomorrow.

- You did RSVP, didn't you?

- Uh...
- Oh no, Cash McMurray...

Come on, the Bull Riders
League is literally
the who's who of rodeo.

- You know I hate that stuff.
- Doesn't matter.

If you wanna do this,
I mean, really do this...

- I mean, Cash, she's right.
You meet the judges
and they like you,

that can actually mean
a difference in your score.

- Judges should judge me
on my riding, not because
I go to some party.

- It doesn't work that way.

You better hope

that Hank can get you
a belated RSVP

or this guy is going back
to Rudy.

- Okay.

I have my good jacket.
I'm gonna go to the cleaners.

Then I'm gonna do some drills.
- Mm-hmm.

- And then I'm riding.

(bellowing)

(sighing)
- Oh, man.

(bull grunting)

- I promise...

It's the best way
to keep him safe.

(soft music)

- Hey! You ready to go
test drive?

- I need to talk to you first.

It's about Valeria.

- Oh, it's about
that co-manager thing?

Hey, I think it's great.
We're gonna have more time
to train inside the ring.

- No, I saw her meet up
with Tucker Clarke last night.

I was out with Julian and--
- Ooh, Julian, huh?

- Yes, it was a date.

The point is, she said
she doesn't even know him.

Tucker, not Julian.

- No one's really proud
to be hanging out with that guy.

- Right, but that's exactly it.

(whistling)

She comes back after a year
with no excuse.

Now she's meeting up with Tucker

and has all these ideas
about changing things
around here?

You don't think that's
a little suspicious?

- I think you're just a little
upset Mom demoted you.

- No, I'm not. It's just...

It's all a little weird.

- Come on, it's Val
we're talking about.

You do have a tendency
to get in your head a little bit
about stuff like this.

Remember when you thought
the Chapman's scarecrow
came alive at night?

- Cash...
- I mean, you just slept
in Mom's bed for months--

- Cash, I was five.

- Five, 25, you're still making
mountains out of mole hills.

Now please, go mend fences
so we can get inside that ring.

(crowd cheering in the video)

(phone ringing)

- Hello?

- Hi, Missy,
it's Susan, from Frontier.

- Oh, Susan, hi.

- So, people have been buzzing
about that trick
you talked about

on Desiree's radio show,
the Suicide Drag.

We want to incorporate it
into our digital
marketing campaign.

- Oh, that's great.
I, uh, I'm sure I have
some clips I can send over.

- Thing is, you need to be
in Frontier Jeans,

so we're going to send up
a camera crew.

- To the ranch?

(laughing)
- Yes.

Don't worry, I'll be there
to oversee everything.

How's tomorrow?

- Tomorrow...

(soft music)

(suspenseful music)

(bull bellowing)

(indistinct shouting)

(gasping)
(crowd screaming)

(crying)

(knocking)

- Hey.

Are you okay?

- Yeah. Fine. What's up?

- Isabel wants to see us.

- Okay.

(birds chirping)

- Oh, boy.

(muttering)

Hey.

I got good news
and I got bad news.

A pipe burst at the venue
hosting the BRL Gala.

Flooded the place,

and they were considering
cancelling--

- And what's the bad news?

That I pressed my jacket
for nothing?

- Ah-ha, very funny. No.

The good news is that Hank
offered up our ranch
as an alternate venue.

- Uh, as in this barn?

- As in the Gala
that's tomorrow?

- That's not enough time.
- Ma, there's no way.

- Well, we will find a way.

- Why are you pushing
this party so hard?

- Look... You...
you want my support,

and this is
what it looks like.

And look, if it helps
the ranch, it could be
a blessing.

So let's go, let's go,
let's get to work.

I gotta make a few calls.
Be right back.

(sighs)

- Did she say "blessing"?

(light country music)

(grunting)

- Is it even safe
to be in here?

- Yeah, 'cause if
we accidentally kill
one of the judges,

it might hurt my score.
- Hey, shh. You might jinx it.

- You know, the last time that
I was in here was... my wedding.

(sighs)
- Yeah.

That was a really gorgeous
evening.

- I remember him
standing right there.

Big smile on his face.

- Okay, uh, well you go get
the guys,

and Missy and I gotta get
a training session in.

- Okay...
- What?

- Yeah, let's go.

(indistinct chatter)

(horse neighing)

Morning, guys.
First things first--

- That flock of sheep
on its way?

- You can break out
your Little Bo Peep outfit.

- Still got more dates than you.
- All right, all right,

simmer down. I got news.

McMurray Ranch is going to be
hosting the annual
Bull Riders Gala,

which means we're gonna need
your hands getting that
old barn back into shape.

- But Steve does have a point
about the sheep.

We have to prep for them,
and the South Pasture's
pretty grazed out.

So I was thinking we could
rotate to the North Field.

- There's no water
in the North Field.
- No, I know that but--

- So what, we're just supposed
to truckload the water
out there every dang day?

(sighs)
- We could install a solar pump.

- Or we could use
the South Pasture and not waste
time. How 'bout that?

- Or how 'bout you save
that advice for later?
(chuckles)

- And in other news,
Valeria has been promoted
to co-foreman.

- Co-foreman...
- I've never even heard
of that before.

- Well, now you have.

So, I just need a few hands to--

- We don't have the manpower
for that right now.

- Well, I didn't mean
right this second.

- Round 'em up back
and head to the barn.

- Uh, hey. You can't undermine
me like that.

Not on day one.
We're supposed to be a team.

- Is that why you went out
celebrating on your own
last night?

I assume, since you weren't here
working at the ranch.

- Well, I went to bed early.

Look, if this is going to work,

we're gonna have
to trust each other.

- Right...

Trust.

Hmm...
(Valeria exhales deeply)

(metal creaking)

(crowd cheering)

(panting)
- Ow.

(panting)

Hey!

I hear coaching works
real good when the coach
actually watches.

- Sorry, um...
(clears throat)

Hey, I have a question
for you. Um...

How did you...

start riding again after...
you know?

- Well, uh...

It was just something
I needed to do.

- Frontier's sending
a camera crew here
to shoot a promo with me.

(chuckling)
- Look at you, Ms. Fancy Pants.

- Yeah. They want me to do
the Suicide Drag, though.

Tomorrow.

- Well, it's not for scores,
right? Just a performance.

- Yeah, but the problem is
I haven't been performing

or even training
for well over a year.

- You know the expression,
right?

Fall off the horse,
get back on her?

- Yes, I do.

- Okay, then. Yeah.
- What?

Hey! What are you doing?

Cash? Wait.

- Nice job, Val. Uh, Tuff,
come on, pick up all this wood.

Get it out of here, okay?
Oh, hi, Hank!

- Oh, God.
- Oh, come on, don't worry.
We got this.

- Will you got this in an hour?

'Cause that's when the chair
of the BRL Gala Committee

is gonna show up
to scope the place out.

- Well, who's the chair
this year?

- Only the biggest Stock
Contractor in Colorado.

Barbara Sutton.

- You're kidding.

- What?

You two were peas in a pod
back in the day, weren't you?

- Look, uh, Tuff! Valeria!
How long would it take you
to clear out these rafters

and everything living in it?

Plus, I need these windows
washed down.

- That'll take a couple hours
at least--

- No, no, gotta be done
in an hour!

- Uh... Okay, people,
triple time
on whatever you're doing!

Uh, Nic, get rid of
that bird's nest! And Steve,
wash the windows.

- You heard her,
let's go, go, go!

- Isabel, you okay?

(sighing)
- I am fine.

- Boot.

- Aren't we supposed
to be training you?

- Well, it helps if my coach
feels good about riding too.

And clearly I'm not getting
on Bullet anytime soon.

Close your eyes.

Close 'em.

(sighing)

All right, picture yourself
on Whiskey, circling the arena.

Now, your foot's
in the drag strap.

You swing your body
over the side.

(hooves galloping)

Your fingertips brushing
the ground beneath ya.

(breathing deeply)

(hooves galloping)

You feel that?
(horse neighing)

- Yeah.

- Giddy-up.

(soft music)

(panting)

All right, now swing
your body over.

Swing!

(nervous whimpering)
Yeah, yeah, no, you got it!
You got it!

(panting)

Hey, hey, it's okay.

You're just rusty.
You're just rusty.

- No. I keep picturing his face
from that... that day.

That was the last time that
I did that trick or any trick.

(breathing heavily)

(cows bellowing)

- Look, you just got
a case of the yips.

Your muscle memory
will kick in.

- Yeah, my muscles are fine.
It's my head
that's not on right.

- Well, you don't get confident
at something
by thinking about it.

You gotta do it.
- I just did.

Wait... Where'd you hear that?

- Ah, it's just something
Austin used to say.

- No, that was me.
I told him that.

(sighs)

- Frontier's camera crew
is going to be here tomorrow.

I should not have been
bragging about how good I am.

- You didn't brag,
you just said that
you can do it, and you can.

- Which I... clearly, I can't!

Wha... Uh, Isabel. We were just
about to do drills.

- All right, look.
Forget the drills.

I need you both with me
when she arrives.

- She? She who?

- Barbara Sutton, with her boots
and her perfect hair,

and her, uh, connections.

Look, she is the chair
of the gala committee this year,

and her husband is Joe Sutton.
- Joe Sutton.

- "The Glue" Sutton?

Wasn't he the only guy
to beat Daddy's records?

- Well, he's a judge now,

and you want them
in your corner,

otherwise you might as well just
quit while you're ahead.

(horse grunting)

- Come on. Come on!

(light country music)

(inhaling deeply)

- Isabel.

(sighing)
Oh...

It's been too long.

- Yes, yes, it has. Uh, Joe.

Great to see you.

So...
(clears throat)

Uh, how are the kids?

- Karin made partner
at her firm,

and Erica just had her third.

- Nice. Wow.

- We'd love to spend more time
with the grandkids,

but this year, I'm supplying
the bulls for the entire
southwest c--

Oh, my goodness, is that Cash?
- Yeah.

- Last time I saw you,
you were in diapers.

(chuckles)
- Well, it's nice to meet you--
Or see you again, ma'am.

Mr. Sutton.
- Mm-hmm.

- Uh, this is
my daughter-in-law, Missy.

- Hi. Nice to meet you.
- Hi.

- Ever since Cash returned from
overseas, he's been training...

And Frontier is eyeing him
for a sponsorship.

- Wow.

Another bull rider
in the family, huh?

- Well, it runs
in our blood, ma'am.

- Well, unfortunately,
we can't actually stay long.

We were hoping to take
a look at the venue.

- Oh, of course. Absolutely.
Right this way.

- Okay.
- Of course, yeah.

(music playing softly)

(indistinct chatter)

- Well, it's a work
in progress,

but this barn is going
to sparkle brighter
than your last venue.

(scoffs)
- Now that's a tall order.

- I am very familiar with
your high standards, Barbara.

- You sure you want to do this?

- Yeah, yeah. Don't worry.
It's gonna be fine.

- I meant Cash.

You really want him
to be a bull rider?

- Nothing would make me prouder.

- The BRL, Frontier,

the appearances,
all the expectations?

I don't have to tell you
how hard this life is.

- You are right. You do not.

- Well, I just hope you realize
my reputation is
on the line here too.

- I've never let you down,
have I?

- There's a first time
for everything.

I sure hope this isn't it.

(soft music)

- Well, you seemed
to get along well with Joe.
That's good, right?

- Nope. Barbara makes all
the decisions in that family.

Cash, we've got to get you
gala ready.

You gotta memorize who's who,
figure out your talking points.

- Come on,
you can't be serious.
- No, I am, I am.

Listen, you can't rest
on that last name of yours.

I have a feeling it's...
it's gonna work against you
this time.

(soft music)

- Hey!

You want a ride?
- I'm fine walking.

- Is this about
your bruised ego?

- What this is about
is me working my butt off
for this family

for an entire year,
and where were you?

- You don't think I've done
anything for this family?

- I didn't say that.
But what I will say

is I don't think
you've earned this.

And neither do any of the guys.

(sighing)

- Well, you want to drink
champagne and gossip?
Be my guest.

- Okay, all right. Look...

People want to sponsor a rider

who can give interviews and look
put together when he's doing it.

- She's right.

Making an impression is almost
as important as riding.

- Who's side are you on now?
- Yours!

- Look, you're not gonna want
to hear this,

but there's gonna
be dancing at this gala.

- I know how to dance.
- Yeah, I think
she means a little bit more

than a dancehall two-step.
- Honey, I love you,

but please, for this,
I need you to be more...

- Like Austin.

- No. Polished.
I was gonna say polished.

(sighs)
- Okay, um...

I'm gonna do what it takes
to get that barn ready,

but Missy has to trick ride
for Frontier tomorrow,

and you're gonna stick her
with giving me charm lessons?
Come on!

- I'm happy to do it.
I will do it.

I will spiff you up
faster than that barn out there.

- I'm gonna get some air.

(door closes)

- You know, I tried to talk
to Valeria.

- Mm?
- She gives up nothing.

And Cash won't even hear me out.

Thinks I'm just being petty...

- This must be great
for that new work partnership.

(chuckles)
- It's actually not bad
for productivity.

We just keep one-upping
each other

and see who can spiff up
the barn the fastest.

- So, BRL Gala, huh?

Sounds swanky.

- Look, it's a really tight
guest list--

- Tuff, hey,
I'm not looking for an invite.

I just bet you'll look cute
in that good cowboy hat.

(chuckles)

Have you ever brought
a guy around?

- I mean...

I've been out
since I was 17...

- Aw... Here I was
thinking I was so special.

- You aren't?

(scoffs)

(chuckles)

(insects chirping)

(distant horse neighing)

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Hope I'm not overwhelming you
with all this gala prep.

- So are you gonna tell me
what's really going on with you
and Barbara?

- Oh, nothing.

Um, we were best friends,

but then things got
kind of hard for both of us,

and we drifted apart,
that's all.

- Yeah, it kind of seems
like there's a little bit more
to it than that.

- Well, she...
(chuckles)

I mean, she has her husband
and her fabulous kids...

Maybe she was afraid
she might catch my misfortune.

- What? No. Isabel,
that's not...

That's crazy.
- Maybe.

Maybe not.

Watch out for superstition.

It's a powerful thing.

(soft music)

(light music)

(indistinct chatter)

- Missy!

- Hey, Missy.
- Hi.

- How's the barn coming?
- Oh, you'd be surprised.

- No, not me.
Isabel McMurray could talk
the tarnish out of silver.

- It'll be beautiful.

- Well, a little more rustic
than other years.

And here I went and bought
this dress from New York

when I could've just got one
at that little dress store
you like, Missy.

- I'm sure you'll look
lovely, Janine.

- Gus and I will be curious
to see how it turns out.
He's my date.

- Janine and Hank were kind
enough to invite me.

- Hmm.

Well, enjoy your coffees.

- Missy...

I hope me going to this gala
doesn't make anyone
uncomfortable.

- Of course not.
You should come.

- I'll see you there.

(sighs)

(grunting)

(horse neighing)

(hooves clopping)

- Hey.

I saw your side-by-side
out here. What're you doing?

- Just paying my dues. Ha...
(chuckling)

Barn's almost finished,
so I figured

I'd come out here
and get this going
for the sheep.

- Let a ranch hand help you.

(laughing)
- Nope.

No, those are Tuff's guys,
not mine.

- Okay, so, you're doing
all this by yourself?

- Mm-hmm.

Anything to prove
I can get the job done.

- Well, maybe don't try so hard
to get a job you've already got.

(chuckles)
- Okay, you know what?

That is actually
really bad advice.

- Yeah...

Well, I can't win, can I?

- I don't know!

You've got a whole family
working hard to make
that happen for you.

Looks like you're winning to me.

(upbeat music)

- Morning.
- Good morning.

- You want to go over
gala prep?

Now that the barn's basically
ready, I, uh, I got time.

- You do understand
what it took for me
to get you that bull?

- I do.

- Okay.

- Hey. I told you,
I'm all yours, so...
- Mm-hmm.

- You know, spiff me up
faster than that barn.

Talking points, who's who,
what not to wear, what to wear.

(chuckling)

Just don't try
to school me on dancing.

- Okay, God forbid. Why would I?
- I know how to dance.

- Hey, what...
Get your own...

- Oh, yeah.

- You know, your mother
never said that she wanted you
to be Austin.

- Yeah, she didn't have to.

- Well, he was...

He was different, not better.

- Then why am I studying up
to be like him? Hmm?

- Rodeo Riders Weekly?
What a textbook.

(chuckling)

- And those are new shoes.

You know, the worn-in ones
will be easier to ride with.

- Yeah, but the old ones
were just bad luck.

(sighing)

You know, Austin used
to call me...

his good luck charm.

But then, when he really
needed me, I...

You know, for weeks,
months before, he was...

I don't know, moody.

And he'd get short with me,
and then I'd get short with him,

and he was in such a bad
head space, that I can't help
but think

that maybe if I had just...

- What, that he...

wouldn't have died if you'd done
something different?

- Maybe.

- Missy...

- He saw us. Right before.

We were just talking,
but you saw the way
that he looked at us,

like there was something
going on between us,
which is crazy, but...

But what if that's
what he was thinking about
when he got on that bull?

- Hey, is that why you think
you can't ride, you...?

(phone chiming)

- Oh, it's Frontier.
They're here.

- Hey, Missy. Listen to me.

You can do this trick
blindfolded with a tornado
chasing after you.

You got this.

Okay?

- Okay, okay. Okay.
- Yeah.

- Here goes nothing.

(soft music)

- Missy,

so thrilled
to be out here with you.

- Couldn't have picked
a nicer day.
- Right?

We're on a bit
of a schedule,

so all we need, it's pretty
simple, is a few turns
around the pen,

then the Suicide Drag,
and we're done!

- Uh, that sounds great,
but I was actually thinking

it might be fun
to do a tour of the ranch?

You could show everybody
where Austin used to practice.

- That's a great idea.
For another day.

All we need is the Suicide Drag.
That's the showstopper!

- Uh, right. The thing is--
- Trust me, this is what I do.

Do you have somewhere
we can get you ready?

- Sure, just this way.

- Go, Missy!

Let's see it!

Hmm...

(sighing)

Was that a warm-up?
- No.

- I don't understand.

- The thing is...

trick riding is as mental
as it is physical--

- Sweetie, I don't need
a lesson, I need to be back
in Denver by five o'clock.

This is the sort of thing
that Frontier hired you to do,

so consider it
a contractual obligation.

- No, see, this is what I do,
and it's dangerous.

As in, if I'm not
in the zone, I could die.

And I may not be a lawyer,
but as far as I'm concerned,

dying for Frontier Jeans
is not a contractual obligation.

- I didn't mean to pressure you.
Obviously we don't want you
to get hurt,

but this crew
costs money and time...

- Well, you...
you got me on horseback.

- True, but that's not
what we came for.

I've seen JB let people go
for far less.

(Missy sighs)

(cows bellowing)

(grunting)

- Hey!
- Hey.

What are you doing here?

- Oh, just looking to get lost.

- Well, I'm all ears
if you help me move this trough.

- I really think I messed up
my Frontier gig.

I wasn't ready
to do the Drag, so I didn't.

- Good for you.

(scoffs)
- Thanks.

Are you doing this
all by yourself?

- Yeah. I kind of
have no choice.

- Look, I know
we've all been hard on you,

but you don't have
to prove anything.

- Says the kettle to the pot.

(chuckling)

What's with the shoes?

- I wore these
the night that Austin died.

I don't know, I'm starting to
think that they're... bad luck.

- Hmm.

(grunting)

(grunting)

- Begone, you old rotten shoes!

- Sayonara.

(laughing)

To new beginnings.

- To new beginnings.

(laughing)

(upbeat country music)

(indistinct chattering)

- All right, bolo tie,
two o'clock.

- Okay. Kenny Bucknam, judges
out of Twin Falls, Idaho.

Two kids, loves hunting
and action movies,

judges based on substance,
not style.

- Very good.

Now go talk to him
about Rambo or something.

(chuckling)
(man): Hey, come on over!
We got some room.

- Mr. Sutton.
Great to see you, sir.

And uh, Mr. Buckner.

- You were right.

I shouldn't have doubted you,
Isabel.

This place shines
like a new penny.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

You know, I would have invited
you to last year's gala,

I just figured
you wouldn't be interested.

- I wasn't.
(chuckles)

But an invite
would've been nice.

Look, Barbara, Cash's decision
to ride is his own,
it's not mine.

But I do support my son,
no matter what.

(slow country music)

(indistinct chattering)

- So, Joe tells me
that he's pretty much allergic
to the dance floor,

but I hear that you cut
quite a rug, Mrs. Sutton,
is that true?

- It is.

- Well, uh, I think it would be
a darn shame

to see all that talent
go to waste.

Uh, care to show me your moves?

(laughing)

- Oh!

(soft music)

(sighing)

- Gus is here?
- Yeah, as a plus-one.

- To Janine.
(chuckling)

That girl is thirstier than
a jackrabbit in the Mojave.

- Be nice.

- Should I...
- Get us a drink.

- Yeah.

- Hi, Missy, you look...
- Like you're having fun.

(inaudible conversation)

- Mm-hmm!
- Ah.

- This place looks great.

You know, the last time
I was here, I think it was
your... wedding.

- I'm sure it was incredible.

- Mm-hmm.
- You know, everyone said

this was going to be
a total disaster,

but it's actually not half-bad.

You did this all
in a day and a half?
- Yeah, we did.

- Wow. Imagine what we could do
to the main house with just
a smidge of effort.

- "We"?

- You never know
what the future holds, Missy.

- Save me a dance?

(chuckling)

(sighing)

(birds chirping)

(panting)

(sighing)

- All right.

(insects chirping)

(soft music)

(indistinct chattering)

- You fired yet?

- Any minute now.

What? They hired a trick rider
who can't do a trick.

- You know, growing up
with Austin,

he was always the Golden Boy.
I was the screw-up.

- That's not true.
- Yeah, it is.

The thing is, I wasn't always.

But the more I believed
in what people were saying
about me, the more I messed up.

I still do.

- So what you're saying
is don't believe everything
people say?

- Hmm, yes.

You start to get in your head
about it.

You start to feel responsible
for all the bad things
that happen.

Sometimes bad things
just happen, Missy.

It's no one's fault.

Oh, oh, geez!
- Oh!

- Oh, I'm so sorry.
Hey, everyone okay?

(music stops)

- Well, I told you
these McMurrays were cursed.

- Yeah, in and out
of the saddle.

- I'm sorry, did you just say
we're cursed?

- It was just a joke, son.

- No, no, it didn't sound
like a joke.

Why do you think we're cursed?

What, because we've suffered
so much loss?

Because we struggle
to keep this place we love
beneath our feet? Why, man?

No, the only curse we're
suffering, far as I can tell,

is allowing ourselves to be
judged by people like you.

I may not be my brother,

but I am part of this community.

Rodeo is about family.

We support each other,
we forgive past wrongs.

So if you're searching
for a word to describe the
McMurrays, I'd go with "lucky".

(murmuring)

- Isabel?

Are you going
to say something?

- No. I... I think
Cash has said it all.

(sighing)

(indistinct chattering)

(sighing)

Oh, you're still here.

- Well, yeah.

That was one of the most
exciting galas we've ever had!

- Yeah.
(chuckling)

Maybe I should become
a party planner.

(laughing)

- Cash was pretty impressive.

- Yeah. We both got lucky
with our kids.

- I miss our friendship, Isabel.

- I'm surprised
to hear you say that.

I thought maybe you moved on
to friends who are...

happier...
- No...

- More together.

- No, no. To be honest,
I just think...

It scared me...

your pain.

I didn't know
how to be around you.
- Yeah, right.

I-I don't know how to be
around myself sometimes.

(laughing)

- I'm sorry I wasn't there
for you.

I don't know how much help
I can be with the BRL...

- Well...
- After tonight, but...

I'm here.

- Thank you.

I've missed you.
- I've missed you too.

(insects chirping,
animal howling)

(sighing)

- So, that happened.

- You know, I was trying so hard
to show these people

that I had it together
after all we've been through.

- Yeah. I think it worked
like a charm.

- You know, I...

I put all that pressure on you.

It wasn't fair.

- Without the BRL...

Without them in my corner,
I mean--

- You know, Cash,

you think I've been pushing you
to be more like Austin,

but the truth is,
you are just like your daddy.

And he knew exactly who he was.

He couldn't pretend
to be otherwise.

(chuckling)
And I...

I think that's what I loved
most about him.

He was always true to himself.

And it did not stop him
from becoming a champion.

Don't stay up too late.
- Yep.

- Well, that was something.

- Yeah. Where's your date?

- Shh.
- Gus...

Come on. That's not very
gentlemanly.

- She's... just not my type.

(chuckles)

- Hey, uh... you see that
cluster of stars right there?

They're called The Pleiades.
You see how it's kind of faded?

- Uh, I think so.

- That means that the wool
is going to be extra thick

come shearing time next spring.

- Wow.

We really are so connected
to everything in the Universe--

You're messing with me.
- Yeah. Well, when
the target's this easy.

(laughing)

- See? Maybe all you needed was
a little company to make fun of.

- I was supposed to do
a trick ride today.

Frontier sent
this whole camera crew and...

I just couldn't do it.

Really, I guess,
we should be making fun of me.

- I've always believed
that if you aren't ready
for something,

no matter what it was,
you can't force it.

- I really do want
to ride again.

It just seems unfair

that some people
won't ever get to. Ever again.

- You know, from everything
I've heard,

sounds as if Austin
was the kind of guy who would
have wanted you to carry on.

Do the things you love.

I am so sorry.
You must be freezing.

- Oh, thank you.

- All right.

* What's left to say *

* What's left to do **

(vehicle approaching)

- No, so sorry. There's a strict
dress code here.

- Oh! Oh, really?
- Yeah.

- It's not two days
of caked-on dirt?

(laughing)

- All right, I'll let it slide
just this once.
But I got my eye on you.

- Scooch over.
- Okay.

(grunts)

(sighs)

- I hate to say it, but uh,
I should've taken your advice.

- What advice was that?

- That I don't have
to work so hard
for a job I already got.

- Ah. Yeah.

So my bad advice.

- Mm-hmm, yeah.

(sigh)

I am sorry I missed it, though.

- You should be.
Um, I basically got the entire
BRL to, uh... disown me.

- Oh, I did know
that making enemies was
part of spiffing you up.

(laughing)
- Yeah, it is. It is. Uh...

But it was quite epic, you know.

Although so was my waltz
with Babs.

(laughing)
- No, you did not waltz
with her!

- Yeah, I did.
- Really?

- Okay, I gotta see these moves.

Come on, cowboy, let's go.
Come on.

Let me see what you got.
(Cash clears throat)

All right. You gotta feel it
a little bit.

- Uh-huh!
(upbeat music)

- One of those?
- I see you.

- Yeah, whatcha got?
- I see you! Okay!

- Okay, what do you got?
- Uh, and uh! And uh! And uh!

- Oh yeah? Oh, nice spin,
I see that spin.

- Bah, bah! Bah, bah! Bah!

- Valeria? You in here?
(horse grunting)

Look, I wanted to apologi--

Chantico.

What happened here?

(tense music)

(laughing)

(Cash humming)
- Ooh!

- And around, and up like this!

(laughing)
You gotta spin.
You gotta get here.

There it is! Nice!

- Oh my goodness.
- I'm getting dizzy.

(laughing)

(birds chirping)

(cows bellowing)

(bright music)

* Saw a little dreamer,
yellow rubber boots *

* You can't fake
a smile like that *

* She hasn't learned how to *

* Looking at the world
like a big old canvas *

* Spinning full of magic *

* Little more color,
a little less damage *

* I miss my imagination *

* I wonder how it faded *
- Okay.

* I wanna worry a little less,
love a little more *

* Barefoot in a dress,
dancing on the floor *

Woo-hoo!

* Try to be like
all the others *

Woo! Yes!

* Dreams and wild hair *

* Yeah I know, she's still
in there somewhere *

* The girl who didn't care *

* The girl who didn't care *

* Yeah, yeah *

* I wanna worry a little less,
love a little more *

* Barefoot in a dress,
dancing on the floor *

* Like I did back when,
when I was younger *

* Making up the songs,
playing in my head *

* Didn't matter
what anybody said **