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[clatter]

Man: Here. Rattle it, Roxanne.

- Here, boss. - Here, boss.

Here, boss.

Here, boss.

[clatter]

Call them mixed breed commercial,

which means just plain old cow,

but she's the oldest,

one of the first ones we bought.

She's a great-grandma.

What's her name?

Well, you don't name them, Roxanne,

because see, after a while...

they're all gone.

Did I show you the barn last time?

I need to see Miss Landis.

Hold on. Just a second. Dawn--

Miss Landis?

Hold on a minute.

Miss Landis.

Dawn, just calm down, please.

Miss Landis!

Just hang-- Just calm down for a moment.

Oh, God.

All right, Elena, get some ice

and, um, call the doctor.

Okay.

Did Wayne do this?

He come in through the window.

Did you call the police?

Dawn.

Aw, sweetie. Come on. Isn't this what you want?

But I love him.

[chatter]

Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.

[ring]

Hello.

It's the police.

Your daughter's been raped and murdered...

again.

The curfew is 4:00.

You're an hour late, again.

Yeah. Makes you wonder.

- Okay, Dulcie, you do your-- - Homework.

- There's cookies in the-- - Cupboard.

- And I'm going to be-- - Late.

[phone rings]

- I'm sorry, honey. - Piercings,

tattoos, and body art. What can I do for you?

You should've seen it when we moved in.

There was junk everywhere,

rats as big as fooalls,

and the whole building was tilted.

It still is.

It is? Aah!

[both gasp]

Ta-da!

[laughing]

That's not funny.

You want to change your mind about moving in?

Because this is what I do all day.

Can I try it?

Sure.

No. No.

Sweetie, why don't you go finish unpacking?

Yeah, right.

Uhh! You scared me.

Well, you should be scared.

It's a big step.

I like it here.

I like you.

I liked you the first time I saw you

at the museum staring at the nudes.

Studying the brushstrokes.

Oh, right, yeah.

Well, I'm not worried about anything.

It's going to be good for us here.

I know it.

Welcome to Idaho.

Welcome to Idaho.

[door closes]

Woman: Dulcie?

Oh, come on.

Dulcie, what--

Oh my God.

Somebody pinch me because this is a frickin' nightmare.

All right, that's it. Get off.

No, wait. You're here. Why don't you get one too?

- Dulcie, get down. - What do you have for--

- Get off the table. - ...a middle-aged woman

who hasn't had a man in ten years?

Dulcie.

Man: How about a turtle?

Woman, laughing: Cut him off.

- [phone rings] - That's our family pet.

- Oh, he's so-- - That's it.

- Well, you did. - [ring]

Hello.

Stephen, it's Angela.

...embarrassed.

I can't believe you brought this.

Well, how are you?

Oh, she's really done it this time.

I'm fine. Thanks for asking.

Stephen, this is not just my problem, all right?

This is our problem.

All right, Angela, what did she do?

Oh, you'll see when we get out there.

Get--

Well, school's over in a week,

and I thought that, uh....

I thought maybe we'd, um--

maybe I would drive her out

and leave her with you for the summer.

You're coming?

Well, I thought, I don't know,

if I drove her that we could talk

and we could--

you know, the thing is--

[sigh] I hit her.

What? I can't hear you.

Do--

Do you not want her to come, Stephen?

Well, of course I do.

I love her, Angela.

Good. Done. Okay.

So, um...

we'll be out, then, on the, uh, on the 23rd,

sometime after dinner.

So between, say, 7 and 7:03.

Though I can only stay the weekend. I have to--

Yeah, but-- It's just...

I have someone.

What?

Someone's moving in

with me-- a woman.

Well, we've, uh,

been divorced for ten years, Stephen,

so it--

No. I just thought you should know.

- Thanks. - So there wouldn't be any

Yeah. Thank you.

And she has a daughter, too,

a couple months younger than Dulcie.

Oh, well, as luck would have it, huh?

As luck would have it.

Anyway--

I don't know how Dulcie feels

about a summer on the farm, but I think it's great.

Well, she hates it, Stephen.

She hates everything.

Be warned.

Right side or left?

Don't let this Angela thing bother you.

Of all the times for her to call--

Did you tell her about us?

Sure, but it's none of her business anyway.

We're divorced.

I know. You told me.

Yeah. So?

But you didn't tell me why.

How about when it's not our first night

and I put on my best sweatpants?

Well, we used to look at these real estate catalogs, ya know?

Uh, country places.

Uh, no special reason, but I don't know.

This place seemed--

See, it was just supposed to be for a few years.

That was the deal,

and then we'd go back to the city

and she'd get her law degree.

I don't know.

Something happened to me.

I just--

I couldn't leave.

I felt I owed the cows.

[chuckle]

That's silly.

Uh, then it all just kinda--

You had to ask.

No. No, it's--

it's-- it's fine. I wanted to know.

Wow.

I'll bet that that's the only nightgown in the entire county

that isn't flannel.

[laughing]

The left side.

Well, it's a very long day to the farm.

What do you want to talk about?

How about the way you're ruining my life

by making me spend the summer in Cow Dung, Idaho?

You know what the license plates say?

"Famous Potatoes."

Famous freaking potatoes, mom.

You'll survive.

I'll miss everything. I'll come back,

and no one will remember me.

We can only hope.

There was an Arby's right by the exit.

But just make sure you file the papers

with Judge Nusbaum, okay? Nobody else.

Now, the Don McAllister thing--

I don't know, just do whatever follow-up--

What did you do to your hair?

It was dirty.

You wash dirty hair.

You wouldn't let me take a shower this morning.

This is what you get.

You wouldn't wake up. I called you ten times.

It's my hair!

Angela: Almost there.

Look. They still have that sign.

Oh, yeah. The Coffees.

We'd have totally different lives if we'd stayed here.

We'd be totally different people.

Hmm?

You know, it makes me nervous coming back.

You know what I wish?

- Sometimes I wish-- - Here we are.

Daddy!

Ahh!

Oh, so big.

So big.

Oh, Leah, Roxanne.

- Angela, hi. - Hi.

Uh, I'm afraid the couch is all we have left.

Oh, that's fine.

Oh, and, Dulcie, your room is just--

You-- You know that. Sorry.

Um, so anyway, uh, we'll talk tomorrow.

- Yeah. - Oh, I'm, uh--

I'm, uh, fixing up a barbecue tomorrow

while the menfolks are out, you know, cutting the wheat.

Angela, Stephen: Hay.

- The hay. - Well...

That's right. Hay for the cows.

Okay, good night.

Are you sure this whole thing's gonna be--

Yeah. No, it's fine. It's fine.

Okay.

Well...

welcome home.

This one's perfect.

I hope it's enough.

- Hi. - Henrietta.

Hey, Angela. Oh, it's been a long time.

Oh my God. It's good to see you.

- You look good. - Yeah, so do you.

- A little thin. - Oh.

- Asa. - Look at her.

Nice to see you.

Oh this isn't Will, is it?

That's the boy.

- Hi, Will. - Will the weed.

Mom, can I have the keys?

- A church group. - Drive carefully.

Well, it's all ready, everybody.

- Come dig in. - All right.

- Uh, Angela helped. - Well--

Where's little Miss Dulcie?

- I haven't seen her in-- - Dulcie.

Does this bring back memories?

Oh, does it.

We had the two families, the Roberts--

And the Wilwards. See, we'd barbecue out,

the whole bunch of us, after a day's work.

Oh, when all the kids were to home.

Now it's only Will left,

but he's decided on farming.

He says-- Did you know that?

- Oh, you must be happy. - Praise the Lord.

Praise Him, but only He knows

who'll be left on this road

by the time Will takes over.

All the young ones are gone anymore.

Did you see when you were comin' on in?

Folks are moving up from the city,

buying a couple of acres.

No intention of farming.

And those acreage people,

you can't neighbor with them.

Nope.

Dear Lord, we thank you for this bounty

and especially for bringing old friends back to us

on this beautiful day.

- Amen. - Amen.

- Amen. - [door opens]

What about ants?

No ants in Idaho, Dolly. You know that.

Come on, say hello.

You remember Mr. and Mrs. Coffee.

Dulcie, let me get you something.

Asa: Boy, she's grown.

Ah. Wienies.

So what am I gonna do here all summer?

Well, Will's church social group has kids your age.

There's a water slide over in Meridian that is--

Chores.

Pass.

I won't do anything with cows.

Um, why not?

Their heads are way too big.

I mean, come on.

[Imitating Marlee Matlin] Are you capable of speech?

Stop it.

You forget how beautiful it is here.

Then why don't you spend the summer?

It's your home, Dulcie.

This is not my home.

It's the first house you ever lived in.

- The only house until-- - Until she left you?

Stop.

How-- How is everybody doing?

Can I get you anything?

No, it's all wonderful, really.

And why do you still have that...thing?

I mean, it's not like anybody's ever going to use it again.

Not supposed to use it. It's a sculpture.

You got it for me out of a Sears catalog.

I remember.

You used to push me.

Yeah, when you were little and human.

What?

This is the same tea I bought 15 years ago, isn't it?

I guess.

You've never used any of it?

You never bought any new ones?

I guess not.

It's pathetic, Stephen.

I take it you can't sleep.

I'm leaving in the morning.

You don't have to.

Well, I think that Leah may disagree with that, but--

But you haven't even walked around the place.

Don't you want to see all the changes?

What, now?

Okay.

I have a plan to improve the herd.

I'm gonna bring in a big Siminthol bull that the Leesons have.

Yeah.

Maybe I'll breed them all up to purebred,

take them around to state fairs,

and make a fortune.

Are you, um-- I mean, you know, is it--

do you think it's going to be hard financially--

- What? No. - ...to have Dulcie here?

Because I can send money.

I don't need it.

Well, I know, but you can always use it.

I don't need your money, Angela.

I got it.

Good.

Gee, feels just like old times, doesn't it?

There were some good old times here, too.

You're a million miles away, so it's easy to forget,

but I'm still here.

I see places and things every day, and I remember.

We had some good years here.

I know that.

What do you think, Steve, that I would--

What, you think I'd forget that?

I remember all the years,

every one, and... they were the best.

They were.

The best years were here.

Yeah.

Wait.

Dulcie.

She's screwed up. She hates you.

She's flunking out of school. What did I miss?

It's just that I'm--

I'm, uh, I'm giving her to you

and running away,

and it's not fair

because she's gonna ruin your relationship

with-- oh, what's her name,

but I'm doing it anyway

because I don't want to see her anymore.

I don't want to see my own daughter.

How do you like that?

So I'm, uh...

I'm glad she came.

I mean, maybe just being here will help.

Do you think so?

Maybe.

Don't count on it.

Oh, bye, Leah. Thanks so much.

Nice to meet you. Roxanne.

- Have a nice summer. - You, too.

- Okay. - Okay.

All right.

Goodbye, sweetheart.

Please try to be good, huh?

I hate you.

[engine starts]

[sobbing]

[snort]

You want something?

I'll give you something.

You hungry?

Is that it?

Huh? Is that it? Are you hungry?

Easy.

Here.

That's it.

That's it. Drink.

Drink, you ugly, jug-headed freak.

Where are you taking her?

To the butcher.

I don't like the looks of her.

It could be hardware,

but she hasn't bred in a while.

You can't keep an open cow.

It costs too much in feed.

I hate to lose them, especially her,

but I get 600 bucks from the butcher if she's alive

and zero from the rendering works

if she just happens to keel over one day, so--

What's the rendering works?

It's where they turn them into soap.

It's a business, baby.

Hey, you want to come with me?

We could all go.

Have lunch after.

[moo]

Roxanne: Boring.

Why doesn't he have cable?

No cable, no mall,

or a-- or a McDonalds

- or a Burger King or-- - Taco Bell?

- Wendy's. - Dominos.

Girls, would you please stop complaining?

All you've done since we got here

is sit on your rear ends and complain every wak--

Are you mocking me?

You do not mock your mother.

Now, listen, I-- Oh.

What--

Look, hold on.

Stay here.

The rope broke.

Uh, stay back. It's dangerous here.

I got to get her tied off.

Damn.

Dulcie!

Dulcie!

[gasp]

Will, the cow!

Okay.

Dulcie!

Dulcie!

Dulcie!

Dulcie!

Dulcie, will you stop?

Dulcie.

[grunt]

Aah!

Are you crazy?

Bugga-bugga.

Got her in real good. She won't get loose.

All right.

Apologize to Leah.

I don't care if you are crazy.

You will apologize for what you did.

Will, I have to ask you one more favor.

Would you take her home?

Yeah.

I still gotta get the cow.

Okay.

You know, I'll go with you.

You don't have to.

Mom, I'm just gonna go home, okay?

Hey, but we won't get to see them kill the cow.

♪ [loud rock]

[music stops]

Where's Dulcie?

In her room.

Mrs. O'Dell, Stephen, uh, if it's okay with you,

I'm gonna take the girls to the movies tonight.

Huh. Uh...

Well, what time would you have them back?

Any time you say.

Uh, Stephen, do you--

I have to go talk to Dulcie.

[phone rings]

Damn.

- Hello. - Stephen.

Angela. Oh, man.

What? What's the matter?

You better talk to Dulcie.

- Why? - Dulcie, phone.

Hello.

Dulcie, what's the matter?

I hate it here.

Nothing new, you mean.

I want to come home.

Honey, only two more months and--

There's a flight tonight. I can--

I can be home by 7 if I leave now.

I'll hitch to the airport, all right?

Dulcie, honey, wait a minute. It--

It's just new, that's all. You don't--

No, let me come home, Mommy. You--

Sweetheart, listen--

You won't even know I'm there.

I won't make any trouble.

No, listen. Your dad loves you.

I'll be better. I'll be better.

I know he loves you, and so--

I promise I will be better.

If you're feeling sad, you talk to your father, okay?

I'll be better, Mommy, please.

Please, just let me come home, Mommy!

Please, please.

I'm sorry, baby.

Y-You can't come home.

[dial tone]

Drop dead.

Will said he's coming over?

Is that a question?

Are you asking me?

And, uh, if you want,

I--

I could cut your hair.

I'm-- I'm pretty good.

Okay.

Hey.

I don't look like an insane bag lady anymore.

How'd you do that?

Oh, God.

All right, that took a whole half hour

out of my hideous wasted life.

Now what?

The movies change tomorrow.

I don't want to watch anything.

I want to do something.

I want to drive something.

I want to steal something.

Uh, I have a church group.

You guys could come with me.

[Dulcie laughs]

It's not that bad. There's usually good food.

Could be fun.

They come in from the fields, you know,

and they just kind of run around.

Mm-hmm. And spread disease.

Nothing fatal.

I am not afraid.

And I'm sorry.

I mean, the kids are gone, the wine is chilled,

the Monopoly game's set up.

It's gonna be a night.

[laughing] It doesn't matter.

I told you I like it here.

Still?

Even with the Daughter from the Black Lagoon?

Yes. With everything. I'm happy.

Stephen, I'm happy with you.

Good. That's good.

- Okay. - Okay.

You ready?

Um, okay.

Aw.

Hey, big boy.

And it's got a vacuum meter for spacing out the seeds.

Now, you can drive up to 15 miles and hour,

and it would still space out the seeds perfectly.

The way we used to have to do it

was get down off the tractor, dig down--

[exaggerated snoring]

...see how deep the kernel was.

Now science has made life easier for me and him.

Now it's time for some refreshments.

[applause]

Thanks. That was a real treat.

I thought it was interesting,

sort of.

Is there any chance they play some music?

Rox and I could dance.

Our church doesn't really encourage dancing.

Why?

They say it's a prelude to intercourse.

[laughing]

I'm not saying I agree.

What a rebel.

Is he saying stuff about me?

Get me out of here, or I'm going to freak out.

I got a truck.

Who don't?

This way.

So they drained this thing a few years ago,

and they found the whole bottom was covered with cars.

Really?

Yeah.

Nobody even knew they were down there.

Were there any bodies?

Hey. Hey, wait.

It's not much of a swimming hole, you know.

I got gear in the truck, though,

if you want to go fishing.

Is he kidding?

It's a phoenix, Beefheart.

It rises from the dead,

just like me.

Hey, hey, don't go too far out.

It's deep.

Then come and save me.

I-- I can't.

I've got my dress pants on.

Candy boy!

Candy boy!

Candy boy!

Candy boy.

Candy boy!

Candy boy! Aah!

[Dulcie squeals]s]

Hey!

Come on. Come on.

Guys.

I touched one.

No, you did not. It's 60 feet down.

I did, too.

I touched one, candy boy.

A 1975 Mustang.

- Convertible. - Four on the floor!

You know what?

This is a good place.

This is the first good place I've been to

in all of frickin' Idaho!

[boys whooping]

Okay. Clutch out.

Slowly, slowly.

Clutch in, clutch in.

Don't worry, it's okay.

You ready? Ah!

I've always been ready.

Okay.

Clutch out. Slowly.

There you go. Okay, gas, gas.

Gas!

There you go.

That's it.

[laughing]

Shift.

[engine revs]

Aah!

Oh.

Okay. Second gear.

It's pretty good for the first lesson.

Dork attack.

[honk honk]

Uh, Dulcie, what are you--

Oh, yeah. Okay, come on.

Stop before we get to that truck.

You heard that, didn't you, Dulcie?

- What? - Dulcie.

[honking]

- Brake. - Ho--

Aah!

Whoa!

Hilarious. Very funny.

Whoa, does he need a new tractor or what?

[honk honk]

Ahh.

Leah: Hey, is that you?

What have you been doing?

Oh, I'm making that pasta you like.

It's the penne arrabiata,

You know, the one with the spice--

[grunt]

What is the matter?

Oh, nothing. It's just farmer's back.

I slipped going after that brindle calf.

The pinheaded one.

What did you say? "Pan Arabian?"

Great, just give it to me here on the floor.

Ohh. You work too hard.

- You know what? - Hmm.

I want you to relax tonight.

I'll take care of everything.

I will...feed you.

I will tuck you into bed.

Oh, will you?

Oh, I will.

I will.

- Mm. - Uh--

Hi.

- Uh-- - Sorry.

- Hi. - Bye.

Uh, bye.

Dulcie, the boys are here.

She's not here. She went out with Tony a couple of hours ago.

We are alone.

Uh, you mean they're not all going out together?

I don't know. You think Dulcie tells me anything?

Does Roxy tell you anything?

She always did before we came here.

Hmm.

Uh, Stephen...

I know Dulcie has problems,

and I feel sorry for her, you know that, but--

This is about Will?

But I don't want her problems

to become Roxy's problems.

She's going though a rough time.

Give her a break.

That's what you do.

You want to know what else you do?

Do I have a choice?

You laugh at her jokes.

That's it. That's the extent of your parenting.

Well, I think she's funny.

She's naming the cows.

Well, that's good. Isn't that good?

And so far, she's gotten "Knocked up,"

"Humper," and "Fart."

Roxanne listens.

Yeah. And pretty soon she'll be smoking crack

just to be like Dulcie.

I hate that, Stephen.

But it's okay to slam my daughter?

Dulcie needs a firm hand.

Come on. Don't give me curfews and grounding.

Angela did that.

Yeah? Well, I'm not Angela.

What's the matter, man?

You're supposed to help with the wood, too, you know.

This is going to be a pitiful fire.

Rox?

I have to tell you something.

Something secret.

I think I'm-- I-- I think I'm--

Pregnant.

What did you say?

We-- We bought a...

pregnancy test thing. Can you help me?

Yeah, sure. Just pee on it.

That's all, and then,

if it turns blue, then--

Okay, what is going on?

Take a hike.

No, w-we're not ashamed.

It speaks.

You tell him.

She thinks she's knocked up.

- With child? - No, with calf.

Come with me.

She's going to have a baby?

I hope so.

You hope so?

Blue.

This is the best news

I have ever heard in my entire life.

Oh, I love you.

I want you to have our child.

I want you to be my wife.

[sobbing]

You're crazier than me.

First of all...

I-- I want to tell you that--

that I've been born again.

Oh.

Uh, well, you're half Jewish, Roxanne.

It's all one faith in God.

And, um...

And second...

I--

I'm gonna have Will's baby.

We're going to get married.

They're in love.

Ever heard of it?

Go home, Will.

I want him to stay.

Go... home.

We don't even have a doctor.

We don't even have a doctor here.

Uh...

not that I would let a doctor here touch her.

Uh, okay, so we're going to have to go back to Seattle.

We're gonna have to call Shepherd because...

And you are not getting married.

And you are not born again.

What do you think, she was, like, brainwashed by a cult?

She actually wants to get married and have a baby

and stay here in Cowville,

which I wouldn't do if you took my liver out.

Shut up!

For once, this is not about you.

This is my baby's life,

and you have nothing to do with it.

Don't.

I want to be alone with my daughter.

Now.

I should be there. I told Rox I'd be there.

What do you think Leah's doing to her?

She is reminding her, I would guess,

that she was only 17 when Roxanne was born.

Really?

And that she didn't finish high school

or go to college,

and maybe that's why she wants a better life

for her daughter. Help me with the nails.

I hate nails.

Anyway, what she wants isn't the point.

Her parents didn't want her to get knocked up, but she did.

You should just let a person do what they want to do.

Not if they're 16, you shouldn't.

Well, people used to get married when they were, like, 10.

Yeah, and they used to die when they were, like, 18.

Well, how old were you guys when you got married?

A lot older.

See? Your marriage was still a flop.

It wasn't a flop.

We had some good years together.

We had you.

Your bad luck.

They were the best years of my life.

Well, then you should just leave Will and Rox alone.

Maybe they'll get a divorce,

but they can have some good years, too,

and they'll still have the baby.

Is Leah sorry she had Rox?

I'm sure she isn't.

And are you sorry you had me?

Every day.

You're very smart, you know that?

Of course you're wrong, but you're very smart.

[phone rings]

[ring]

Hello.

Are you sitting down?

- Dulcie. What-- - No, believe it or not.

Roxanne is pregnant with Will Coffee's baby.

They're getting married on Labor Day.

Oh, you're kidding.

- God's been busy. - Who?

Hey, Dulcie is the maid of honor

and the godmother.

[laughing] She's the godmother?

Well, out this way, it's not so funny.

No, no, of course. I'm sorry. I wasn't--

So, um, how's poor Leah?

Not good.

I can't believe she's allowing Roxanne to do this.

Well, I think it came down to letting it happen

or losing her daughter.

Yeah.

So, um...

are you, um-- I mean, are you two okay?

No.

This isn't Dulcie's fault, is it?

No. It has nothing to do with Dulcie.

Well, that's good.

- Yeah, she's fine. - I miss her.

Well, she'll be flying back right after the wedding.

I could come out.

What?

Or, you know, I don't know. I just--

You want to come out for Roxanne's wedding?

Well...

I think that would be great.

You do?

Yeah.

Because then I could just drive her back,

and there's no planes, no tickets.

Sure.

You tell Dulcie.

Don't worry about Dulcie.

It sucks.

It's very generous offer.

Dad, it's the 21st century.

They have airplanes now.

Well, tickets ain't cheap.

I'm pretty low, Dulce.

I mean, the wedding and--

- Me? - Absolutely.

You've been nothing but trouble and money.

Bear with her, Dulce. She loves you.

She wants you home.

I mean, I'm gonna miss you, but--

Right.

Now...

I wish you could stay.

I like having a daughter again.

You do want to go home, don't you?

Well...

But I'll miss the manure festival.

You look--

Yeah, so do you.

I hope you don't mind me staying here this time.

- Ah. - Last time was so tough,

and I thought Leah was--

She's not with you.

No.

Another perfect day on the farm.

I think she's stuck.

Oh, yeah.

She's stuck real good.

[moo]

I can't leave her.

I'm sorry.

You know where the church is.

Farmer.

[moo]

♪ [organ playing fanfare]

[chatter]

[cheering]

♪ [organ playing the wedding recessional]

Hey.

Mrs. Coffee.

Angela: Dulcie.

You look so beautiful.

Trouble?

I can't get her out.

Easy, girl, easy.

[moo]

Easy. Easy.

Whoa. Whoa.

That's a girl.

Whoa.

No, Angela, it's dangerous.

Uh-huh.

You're going to ruin your good clothes.

- Okay. - Okay, easy girl.

Her name is Sylvia.

You're naming them now?

No, the girls did.

Dulcie said once they learn their names,

we can teach them tricks.

You ready? Come on, push.

- Ohh. Come on. - [moo]

Come on. Come on, girl.

[grunt]

Well, push!

I am pushing. [laughing]

Come on, Sylvia. Come on.

Come on, girl.

[grunt]

Stephen: Ohh!

Are you all right?

[laughing] Yes.

[Stephen laughing]

Oh. Ohh!

Oh, can you help me?

Here.

- Ready? - Okay.

And... Okay.

Oh, gr--

Just walk right off like nothing happened,

you dumb--

- Here. - Okay.

- Uhh! - Oh.

Yeah.

[flies buzzing]

Aw.

Oh, what's an old dress?

Talk about dumb.

I missed the wedding for a cow.

Well, I told everyone what you were doing,

and Asa said, "Oh, bless him."

Yeah.

How was it?

It was beautiful. It was just--

Oh, I sh you could've seen Dulcie.

She was--

She took my breath away.

You did good.

[honking]

- Hey. - Hi.

Hey.

Hey, what have you guys been doing?

- Uh, fishing for cows. - Yes.

Congratulations, Mrs. Coffee. Ah.

Oh, Roxanne, it was just beautiful.

It really was.

Thank you.

Bye, Dulce.

Be good to her, or I'll castrate you.

Ahem.

I wish you could stay.

Wouldn't it be great?

We could go to school together next year.

It beats Central High.

Just till the little guy comes.

I need you here for that.

You're my best friend.

Daddy.

Yes, sweetie.

Damn, I'm gonna miss you.

Ready to go, honey?

We gotta go, guys.

- Roxanne: Goodbye. - Okay.

- Will: See you later? - Yeah, have fun.

Will, where's Leah?

We don't know.

Some truck.

[Roxanne laughs]

Yeah. You think red's okay?

Red's the best.

I don't know. It's not very Christian.

Thank you for everything, Stephen.

[honk honk]

There you are.

We were worried about you.

Did you see Roxanne?

She was here.

I'm sorry I missed the wedding.

I just couldn't leave the cow.

Where's Angela?

I just took her back to the motel.

Where's Dulcie?

She's out with Tony.

It's her last night, so--

So we're alone.

Yeah. You want some dinner?

Mm-mm.

I want the carrot.

I'm leaving.

I want you to know that I don't blame you or Dulcie.

I just wish that I had never met you.

We went to the hospital for an ultrasound,

and we saw him.

Yeah, it's a him, too,

and we saw his little thing.

Oh, it's a blessing, Dulcie.

Are you ready to press charges now?

- Come on. - [whimpering]

Yes. Press charges, okay? Are you ready now?

- Yes, yes. - Press charges.

Get him! He killed--

I'm a whale. I'm a freak.

No.

But Will says--

he says I look beautiful.

And she does.

He says I glow.

[line ringing]

[ringing]

We felt the little guy.

I felt this--

this punch or something, and I yelled,

and Will came in, and I could see it.

I wish you could've been here, Dulcie.

It's a blessing. It is.

I miss you.

[ring]

[ring]

Hello.

Hey, Stephen, it's me.

Angela. Hey. Great.

Why aren't you working?

It's Saturday.

So? [chuckling]

Stephen, please.

You know what? I need help.

What's the matter?

I saw one of Dulcie's essays,

and it-- I don't know. It just doesn't make sense.

It's all about wanting us to disappear

and a cow's head and antifreeze.

And it's not that she's doing anything bad anymore.

- Well, that's-- - Stephen,

she's not doing anything at all.

She just sits.

She doesn't-- And I'm--

I'm just afraid that she's--

might-- I don't know.

What? Oh, come on.

I said I don't know.

I'm asking for your help.

I don't, either. I'm not--

Here. No. You're not. You're not here.

But I did spend the entire summer with her,

and she was just fine.

- Don't-- - [call waiting beeps]

Hang on.

[grumble]

Dulcie.

Hmm.

It's Roxanne on the phone.

She sounds upset.

Mm?

Dulcie, are you-- are you awake?

Are you listening to me?

Mm-hmm. Rox?

There's something wrong with the baby.

Um, the--

the heartbeat was-- was-- was wrong,

and they did some tests,

and...

they said

that, um, it was genetic

and, um...

he's gonna die.

Are-- Are they sure?

I don't know.

I don't know. I--

I can feel him kicking, just the same as always.

Well...

[car door closes]

Here comes Will.

I have to go. I have to tell him.

He doesn't know.

- Wait, Rox. - I have to go.

[click, dial tone]

What? What is it?

Hey, stranger.

Daddy!

Ah.

Oh, geez.

There's hypothermia.

Here. Put this on.

Yeah. Okay?

Now, listen--

Let me stay till Sunday, please.

You scared your mom,

- you stole her credit card-- - Saturday.

...you are flunking out of school.

Friday. Friday night.

I got a good deal on the tickets.

I saved her a hundred bucks.

They took Roxy to the hospital

a couple of hours ago.

The baby. I'm in time for the baby?

Well, come on, hit it.

Okay, but the baby's not gonna--

What? It's gonna be okay.

Just don't expect too much.

[murmuring]

Dulcie, sweetie.

Where's the baby?

They're still working on her, honey.

"It's time the baby comes" is what they said.

So, uh, they're, um... What do they call it?

Inducing her.

But it's gonna be fine.

We've been praying ever since we heard, and...

he's gonna be okay.

Hello, Stephen.

How are you?

It's not real.

Okay, the lecture.

Spare me.

I'm a flunk-out rave queen.

A what?

Nothing.

You scare me, baby.

You don't know what it's like to have a child.

It changes you completely.

Before we had you, I just-- I was like ice.

Nothing could touch me,

and then you were born, and I melted that minute.

Uh...

I look at you, and I see danger.

I think "My God, she flew up here alone.

She hitched at night, alone."

And I just want to shrivel up.

You don't know.

You're not supposed to know.

You're 16 and you're gonna live forever, and that's good.

And I don't yell, you know that.

I don't make rules.

But, baby, look at me.

You're not crazy, Dulce, are you?

Not here.

[door opens]

It's a boy.

[gasps]

- You knew that. - [laughter]

His name is William Asa Coffee III.

- Man: Praise the Lord. - He was born at 3:12 a.m.

He's 5 pounds, 2 ounces.

He's kind of small.

- Asa: Hallelujah. - Group: Hallelujah.

I love you.

So is that the little guy?

Doesn't look like there's anything wrong with it--

him.

What's the tube for?

It's how they feed him.

Oh.

I'm allowed to hold him.

Would you like to see me hold him?

Sure.

So, um, I was thinking first thing when he leaves here,

we should take him down to the quarry,

you know, where it all began.

Would you like to hold him?

Isn't it against the law or something?

Smell his breath.

What?

He's never had anything to eat.

There's nothing to smell but pure life.

Maybe you better take him.

I, uh...

I'll be right back, okay?

[sobbing]

You spent so little time on earth, yet were you loved.

And though you be born into sin,

you should be raised up from sin,

that the grace of Jesus Christ almighty

may shine upon thy soul...

in the sure and certain knowledge

that you shall be born again into God's world.

Let us pray.

Our father, who art in heaven--

Oh, Will.

Hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven.

Man: In local weather, I understand

you have some bad news for us, Lisa.

Well, you're right as always, David.

It looks like a wet night here

in central and southern Idaho--

What the?

...with a squall moving down--

What are you doing here?

Why didn't you call?

She didn't tell you.

What?

- What? - I'm staying here.

- No, she's not staying. - You're staying?

- I'm staying here. - You are not.

I'll put on a pot of coffee, and we'll talk about this.

I am not talking about anything.

I am exhausted. I'm going to bed,

and tomorrow morning, I am flying back to the city,

and Dulcie is coming with me.

The end.

I am using the bedroom, Stephen.

- You sleep on the couch. - Stop!

You can't do that.

You can't come into my house and do that.

If Dulcie wants to stay,

we'll sit down, and we'll talk about it.

But she is not staying.

And you know what? Maybe she should stay.

I can see what this place is doing for her.

- Oh, please. - The place.

Forget me. Look at her and tell me I'm wrong.

I don't have to tell you anything.

Tell me this lousy little farm isn't good for her.

I don't have to tell you anything

because she's mine legally.

Oh. Don't give me legal.

Just tell me the last time

she did anything for you willingly--

cooked a can of soup, anything,

or just sat and watched TV with you.

I'm going to bed.

And didn't hate you.

Oh.

[knocking]

Do you know why she can't stay here?

Why?

Because...

I'll be alone then.

There won't be anybody in my house--

no child...

no man...just me--

and I don't think I can stand that.

But if you take Dulcie, I'll be alone.

That's what I was for ten years.

No sounds when I came in the house.

Nobody else's dishes in the sink.

No one to cook dinner for,

and you know what I thought about all the time?

Remember when Dulcie was little?

She'd play in the sink,

standing on that red stool you bought her,

pouring water back and forth and singing to herself.

I was at your front door.

Once, a long time ago.

Did you know that?

No.

I could've walked in, and we'd be a family now,

and I wouldn't be alone, and I wouldn't have this--

this regret that I cannot get rid of,

this regret that I failed you both

because it was my fault.

Not yours, Angela.

And...

And no matter how foolish it was,

I still kept thinking maybe someday they'll come home.

One day they'll walk in my door,

and it'll all be like it was before,

and then...Dulcie walks right in out of the blue,

and then you walk in,

and I let myself think "Could it be?

Is it...possible she's coming back, too?"

And it'll all be like it was before...

because...

you see...

the thing is...

I love you.

And that's the truth,

and we always told each other the truth.

I never stopped loving you, even when I hated you.

You have my heart.

I gave it to you when I was young,

and I can't get it back.

Is that you, Stephen?

Because I remember someone from a thousand years ago

with that voice.

But I'd forgotten that his words could be so--

What?

Sweet.

So sweet.

[thunder]

[wind howling]

Hmm.

Cold.

I'm sorry.

Here.

Mmm. I remember this.

Raise your arms.

High school football.

Third string center.

Stole it.

I can't stay.

I know.

I made a life there. I have clients.

I know.

I have 43 cases right now.

I just can't abandon them.

I know.

I know.

But, um...

Dulcie can stay.

Of course.

It is better for her here. I know that.

I do. I just--

I know it.

I don't want to go.

I want to stay here with you.

And I want things just the way they were.

Dulcie playing in the sink,

just a little girl with no problems.

And this place,

like it was, exactly the way it was.

And you.

Oh, and you.

Oh, Stephen,

I love this place.

I loved it.

And...

should I come and take you home this time?

Um--

[door closes]

I'm not looking. I just--

I thought you should know

that I actually got dressed and went outside,

and the fence is down again,

and the stupid cows are everywhere,

and it's a freakin' cyclone out there.

Jeez.

You know,

if I'm the responsible one around here,

then we're in deep trouble.

You need a new fence.

I can't afford toilet paper.

Look there.

Here, boss.

Here, boss. Here, girl.

Well, start back. They'll follow.

No kidding, captain. Here, boss.

Um, Captain, I'm freezing.

All right. Then help me with the fence,

and I'll put whiskey in the hot toddy.

Deal.

Thanks.

Here, girl.

Here, boss. Here, boss.

Come on.

Here, girl.

Come on.

Here, girl.

Come on.

Here, boss. Here, boss.

Here, boss.

Here, boss. Here, boss.

- Dulcie! - Come on.

- Here, boss. - [clatter]

Dulcie!

Here, boss.

[sustained honk]

[thump, brakes screech]

Dulcie, are you all right?

Sweetheart, are you all right?

Yeah.

Is she dead?

She was pregnant, too.

[sobbing]

Oh, baby. It's okay.

It's okay.

I guess I gotta get her in the barn.

I have to dress her her out.

I have to dress her so the meat doesn't spoil

before I get her to the butcher.

- I have to. - I know.

I'll get the tractor.

I'll get it.

I'll get it. I'll do it.

What we're gonna do is hoist her on that.

Yeah.

We'll drive the truck in under her

and then drop her down onto the bed

after I dress her. Come on.

Okay.

[motor stalls]

[motor stops]

Starting to remember why you left?

Easy, Dulce. This outfit's meant for hay bales.

Go on back.

Easy.

Go on back.

Back.

Easy.

That's it.

Hold it!

[horn honking]

Dulcie?

Baby, you okay?

Uh, sorry. Sorry, man. Four wheel drive.

You didn't have to come, Roxanne.

It's all right.

All right, Will. Bring it back.

Slowly. That's right. Easy.

Straight back. Yeah, that's it.

- [pulleys creaking] - Stephen.

Hold it!

That's right.

Everybody, now stay clear.

We'll do this real quick.

I hate this.

Nice cut.

Get off. Stephen, get off. Get down.

- Watch the chain. - Uh, yeah.

What--

It's moving.

It's the calf.

No, it can't be.

- Daddy. - [creaking]

Daddy!

[gasp]

- Dulcie, no. - Dulcie!

- Help me. Help me. - Be careful.

- Let's get it quick. - Stephen.

- Hurry. - Okay,

we'll pull this side open.

- Dulcie, grab this side. - Will, be careful.

- Angela: Hurry up. - Pull it open.

- There you go. - Hurry up.

- Okay. - The chain.

- Hurry, guys, hurry. - Careful.

- Will: Got it, Dulce? - Pull it, Dulcie. Open.

- Angela: Get it out. - You got it?

Get it out. Get it out. It's not gonna hold.

- Will: I got it. - Stephen: Here.

- Angela: Come on. - Dulcie: Is it okay?

Watch your head.

- Hurry up, guys. - Come on.

- Get her away from-- - It's slippery.

- Come on. - Easy.

- Watch your head, Dulcie. - Will: Down easy.

- Down easy. - I got her.

- There. - Angela: Get her down.

Dulcie: Is he okay?

I got her chest. Take the fluid out.

Got her head?

[gasping]

Ohh.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, hurry up.

- You got it, Will? - Yeah.

Okay. That's it, Dulcie. Hold her head.

- I got it. - Oh.

Come on. Let's warm her up.

- Rub her down. - Come on, please.

- Will: Is it clearing out? - Yeah.

Here, baby.

- Keep pushing. - Come on, girl.

Come on, girl.

- I'm gonna try a straw. - In her nose.

- Come on. - Jam it. Jam it.

I'm trying.

- Breathe. - Come on, girl. Come on.

Come on.

- Breathe. - Come on.

- Yeah. - [laughter]

She made it.

There you go, girl.

Will: Look at it.

Oh, look at her.

Nice heifer.

Yeah.

Hi.

Oh, what a sweetie.

She likes you.

Of course she does. What's not to like, right?

Here you are, Dulce.

Here, girl.

Ready? Go. That's it.

There you go.

Wow.

I'd better get the cow into town.

Thanks. Red truck.

Wait.

Come on, you got to get some milk.

Isn't that cute?

Drink.

There we go, girl.

Whoa.