Original subtitles

THERAPIST: So how are we doing today?

How are we doing today?

Can you be more specific?

Like... terms of our current temperament

or the state of our relationship generally?

I think she just means how, how are we doing, babe?

THERAPIST: Yes, but I'd also like to know

how things are going between you two as a couple.

Well, in that case, uh...

-we've been better. -We're doing great.

(chuckles) Is the first session always this awkward?

No, usually it's worse. (chuckles)

Why don't you start by telling me what brought you here today?

Because my husband thinks that I'm not as present

as I could be some nights.

TK, would you say that's fair?

"Some nights" is fair.

All nights would be more accurate.

That's not true.

Remember when I wanted to take

guitar lessons together but you had softball?

So that was six months ago,

and he's never brought it up since.

What about dinner the other night?

Tell her about dinner.

Come on. That was a one-off.

No, you said I'm not present all nights.

I'm just saying that if you told her about dinner,

then she would agree that "all nights" wasn't accurate.

Yeah, I'm not so sure she would.

Either way,

someone should probably tell me about the dinner.

Hey, babe. I'm home.

(upbeat music playing over speakers)

What is all this?

Brisket and kugel.

You made brisket?

And kugel?

The best comfort food my people have to offer.

-Well, that was sweet. -CARLOS REYES: You hear that?

It was sweet.

It was sweet. And it was delicious.

So why'd you say you weren't sure

I'd think the dinner wasn't a nice gesture?

TK STRAND: It wasn't the dinner.

The red flag happened after dinner.

-(upbeat music playing) -(items clattering)

(Carlos moans)

(music continues)

(Carlos snoring)

He fell asleep during sexy time.

No one has ever fallen asleep on me during sexy time.

It's not about your sexy time.

-No, it's about our sexy time. -Please stop saying sexy time.

-And I was tired. -You're always tired, Carlos.

Because he's up all night on the phone

with God knows who, poring over his case files.

Carlos, do you feel that's an accurate statement?

Yes.

(Carlos sighs)

My father was murdered last year.

(solemn music playing)

He was shot in his own living room.

I am so sorry.

He was a Texas Ranger like me.

Carlos believes that his death is connected

to one of his dad's old investigations.

(TK sniffles)

It's true.

My father had over 300 open cases,

so I spend a lot of my time

going over files, fielding calls.

And I have tried to be supportive.

You've been more than supportive.

You've been incredible.

Thank you for saying that.

But as hard as he's been working, he... (sighs)

he is no closer to solving this than the night it happened.

It's true. I'm stuck.

You're not the only one.

Our first anniversary is coming up and...

I don't know, I-I feel like

we're already starting to drift apart.

Carlos, how does it feel to hear him say that?

It hurts.

I don't want that.

♪♪♪

(theme music plays)

(upbeat music playing)

-(indistinct chatter) -(kids laughing)

HORATIO: I founded this as a sanctuary,

a place for folks to enjoy a craft beer or a pinot grigio,

play some cornhole,

and escape the craziness of a crazy world for an afternoon.

But you two have done everything you can to ruin that today.

Buddy, don't you think you're exaggerating just a bit?

These stacking blocks are custom-made Japanese maple,

and now they're covered in your children's

strawberry ice cream goo.

Well, we don't know for sure that it was them.

Look at their little goo hands.

Of course, it was them.

Where did you raise them, a barn?

Horsey.

Yes, just like a horsey.

No, really. Horsey.

-(horse neighs) -(people scream)

(fast-paced peppy music playing)

(all screaming)

-(Horatio yelps) -(horse neighs)

-(body thuds) -(glass shatters)

(indistinct radio chatter)

Have we talked to Animal Control?

I think we might need a tranq gun.

Yeah, they're trapped out in Round Rock.

Apparently, a cassowary got loose.

Nature's most dangerous bird.

Hey, you gotta get that animal out of here.

He's tearing things up for fun.

Abe, if you can hear me,

I'm adding every cent of damage to your tab.

Yeah, I-I don't think that he can hear you.

Do you know who the rider is?

HORATIO: His name's Abe. He's a regular.

Comes by for pints after trail rides.

Usually hitches the horse outside.

But he was slumped over when he came in.

OWEN STRAND: Alright. Now, let's get this area secured.

We got some people who need help over here and over here.

(items clatter, glass shatters)

-(neighs) -Alright, we gotta get him off this thing

before he breaks his head open.

Cap, EMS is two minutes out.

Alright, Judd, you're the livestock expert. What's the plan?

I mean, that horse is bone tired.

I guess we could use that to our advantage to corral him.

(horse snorting)

Uh, he don't look tired to me.

Well, look how dark his coat is.

He's soaked in sweat and he's panting.

So we lead a horse to water. I like it.

(indistinct radio chatter)

No. I know something he likes more than water.

(horse neighs)

Boy, I hope horses love IPA.

Why wouldn't they? They're filled with hops and barley.

Everybody knows horses love hops and barley.

Okay, y'all, as soon as he starts to drink,

I'ma put this towel over his eyes

and that should calm him down.

-And, Cap, you take the reins. -(Owen clicking tongue)

(horse snorts, whinnies)

(slurping)

I guess it's true. Horses do love hops and barley.

(Owen shushes)

OWEN: No, no.

-(horse neighs) -Watch out, he's spookin'!

(horse whinnying)

JUDD RYDER: Watch out!

(Paul, Mateo and Marjan yelp)

-(peppy music playing) -(neighs)

(Mateo grunts)

-So much for that idea. -Judd.

How are you with tying knots?

-(dramatic music playing) -(trotting footsteps)

♪♪♪

(sirens wailing)

(horse whinnies)

Oh, God.

-(horn honking) -Oh, God. Oh, God!

-Oh, God! -Damn, that was close!

-How we doing there, Judd? -Going as fast as I can.

We're coming up on Travis Road.

That intersection is really busy.

If Mr. Ed blows through that light--

Did you hear the part where I said

I'm going as fast as I can?

Hey, you need some help? I was in Scouts.

No, I don't need any help.

-You were in Scouts? -MATEO CHAVEZ: Oh, yeah.

Could've gone Eagle, but tapped out at Webelo.

JUDD: Alright, here we go. Hey.

(siren wailing)

Alright, pull up alongside him.

Nice and easy.

(dramatic music continues)

♪♪♪

Okay, slow down. Slow... down.

Yeah, just like that.

♪♪♪

-JUDD: Ow! -Oh! Yeehaw, Cap!

I feel like Texas has been rubbin' off on the captain.

Hyah! Hyah!

Easy, easy, easy. Slow down. Nice and easy.

Don't spook him.

On three. One, two, three.

(firefighters grunting)

Cap, I'm not feeling a pulse. He's starting to go rigor.

Alright, we'll just call it in from the bus.

Are you thinking heart attack?

Could be a stroke maybe.

That's for the M.E. to decide.

MARJAN MARWANI: It was a good try, Cap.

-(snorts, whinnies) -MATEO: Whoa.

I'ma call Animal Control, Cap.

MATEO: Come on. Whoa! Hey, hey!

MARJAN: He's bolting!

(horse snorts)

No, he's not.

-(gentle guitar chords playing) -(horse snorts, grunting)

He's saying goodbye.

(knocks on door)

-Shaun Westen? -Yes, sir.

Come on in.

SHAUN WESTEN: You must be Captain Strand.

Yeah. Call me Owen.

Hey, uh, can I get you a coffee or something?

Uh, no, thank you. I had plenty on the drive up from McAllen.

Besides, I gotta get to Austin PD's stables first thing

to get my father's horse back.

Well, I've got something that belongs to you.

SHAUN: Thank you.

I can't tell you how much I appreciate you

keeping it safe for me till I could get back.

I know how much a saddle means to a cowboy.

-I'm sorry about your father. -That's very kind of you.

Think I'll start using it as my own.

It'll be like having a piece of Daddy out there

with me on the trail.

Bet the horse will like it too.

You mean Thunder? (scoffs)

No, I am not fool enough to take that mean SOB out on rides.

Nobody is.

Was. Except for Daddy.

I always warned him Thunder'd be the death of him.

Well, the M.E. said he died of a heart attack,

so it's not his fault.

(scoffs) Brought on, no doubt

by extreme Thunder-induced stress.

You saw what he did to that bar and grill.

Phew. Yeah. Part of me thinks the only reason

he ran through it was to get your dad help.

I've never seen that kinda grief from an animal

when he saw your dad was gone.

Anyway, he's not all bad.

It ain't his fault.

He's had recurrent colic since he was a yearling.

It's amazing he's lived this long.

-Poor thing. -SHAUN: Yeah.

That's why after Daddy's funeral, I'm taking him in.

Taking him in?

Put him out of his misery.

You can't sell him or put him out to pasture?

Not in good conscience. He's dangerous.

I raised enough horses to know.

When you know, you know.

(door opens and closes)

Are you gonna say something

or are you just gonna keep lurking?

How did you...

I have two 13-year-olds. I'm used to sneaky.

What's going on?

Uh, I kinda need to talk to you about a, a thing.

It's a non-work thing.

Okay, well, what kinda thing is that?

Well, it's the kinda thing I used to call my mom about.

Hey, sit.

How can I help?

(sighs) Carlos and I are going through a bit of a rough patch.

Oh, I had no idea.

Alright, well, what's the problem?

He's really obsessed with finding his dad's killer.

Understandable.

Yeah, very, very understandable.

And that's what makes it so much harder.

He's as consumed with it as the day it happened.

Kinda feels like living with an addict.

I mean, I should know, right?

Then maybe you know best what he needs to hear.

I wish, but I feel like the harder I press,

the more he tunes me out.

-Can I ask you something? -Yeah.

(sighs)

How do you and Trevor do it?

You know, a preacher and a paramedic.

How do you stick together with all that pressure?

Uh, well, we, um... don't.

Didn't. We... Hmm.

We broke up.

What? I'm sorry.

Please, please forget I asked.

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

And, listen, Trevor and I didn't go the distance,

but Charles and I did.

And it wasn't easy all the time.

I mean, can you imagine a sous chef

and a paramedic living together?

Yeah, it's a lot of stress under one roof.

(sighs) And we didn't always handle it in the healthiest ways.

Let's just say that,

that one of us started coming home late

with bourbon on their breath.

Oh.

And, um, how'd you get him to stop?

It wasn't him.

-It... It was you? -TOMMY VEGA: Mm-hmm.

Yeah, no, I was the jerk.

I felt like I needed to decompress

after everything that I had seen at work.

And, and that would upset him, because it was the only time

that we ever got to spend together back then,

and dinner would get cold and we'd fight,

and then I'd stay out later because I wanted to avoid him.

Hmm.

That sounds like a vicious cycle.

-How'd you guys break it? -TOMMY: Well, I didn't.

No, I came home late again one night

expecting a knock-down drag-out,

and instead, there was Charles.

With a porterhouse steak under a heat lamp and a smile.

And he said, "I'm going to enjoy our time together,

whether you like it or not."

And from that moment on, I did.

Well, I guess I gotta make Carlos a porterhouse now.

Well, it worked for me.

(traffic noise, distant sirens)

(indistinct chatter)

Campbell, can I ask you something?

How would you feel if you got this from your wife?

What is that, stationary?

First anniversary is paper.

Well, nothing says I love you like letterhead.

What else you got?

You have to tell me what I'm looking at here.

CARLOS: It's the lyrics to a song from our wedding.

In the shape of our silhouettes.

It's called "Being Alive."

From "Company."

The Sondheim musical?

Looks like y'all are choking each other.

God, it is terrible, isn't it?

My husband doesn't think that I've given

two thoughts about our anniversary,

and pretty soon he'll know he's right.

(Campbell laughs)

I know your pain, brother.

Any chance you remember what you gave your wife your first anniversary?

(sighs) A dozen red roses, ten tulips,

six pink peonies and some stargazer lilies.

How long y'all been married?

Shoot. Going on, what, 11 years now?

And you remember the first arrangement that well?

Same one I've given her every anniversary, birthday,

and Valentine's since.

Doesn't she ever feel like you're phoning it in?

No, man. She, uh... (sighs)

She gets it.

Gets what?

Right now, on your desk, you got a double homicide

and maybe a half dozen open kidnappings.

-Am I right? -So?

So I bet every one of those folks

depending on you for justice

would hope you can find a better use

of that big brain of yours

than worrying about stationery.

(whirring)

-Damn, probie. -(whirring stops)

I think this is the cleanest I've ever seen the apparatus floor.

Well, thank you, Lieutenant.

It's so shiny I can practically see my reflection in it.

-Sure. Right there. -I've seen shinier.

Oh, yeah. When?

When I was probie.

Oh, my God, Mateo.

Are you getting probie envy?

No, I'm not getting probie envy.

I'm just saying, when I was probie,

you could eat off these floors. Literally.

I once ate toast off the ground. Butter side down.

Let me ask you something.

(Mateo exhales deeply)

-Would you eat that, probie? -No, I wouldn't.

Because you know it's not as clean as it looks.

No, 'cause I just put down an industrial-grade polish,

and because I'm not an animal.

But he is.

(horse neighs)

Hey, everyone, I wanted to introduce you to Thunder.

Yeah, that's that horse from the bar and grill?

Oh, the one that Hulk-smashed that bar and grill?

He has a medical condition

that gives him unwanted physical responses.

Yeah, like what? Like he goes berserk?

And his owner was puttin' him down,

and I couldn't just do nothin'.

So you adopted him?

No, I'm just gonna board him

until I can find somebody who will.

I already got a lead on some good folks.

Board him here? How?

The owner's son let me borrow his trailer and gave me

what I need to put up a temporary stall.

Cap, isn't that a little bit of a safety hazard?

I mean, that horse seems a little spooky to me.

You're probably right.

But I figure if we just avoid his triggers,

you know, we should be fine.

Which are?

He gave me a list.

Don't put your hand near his muzzle if you wanna keep it.

Um, a few other bugaboos that set him off.

Ball caps, balloons, sunglasses,

eyeglasses, goggles, plastic bags, puddles.

Anything else?

What about flashing lights and sirens?

No. I specifically asked about that, and I guess he's okay with it.

Well, probably 'cause he's used to causing the emergency.

Look, Cap, I really like where your heart is at.

But do you really believe that this is the best idea?

Is it the best idea that we run into burning buildings?

No, but we do it anyway. Why?

To save lives.

Couldn't save the owner's life,

but we can save his.

Well, see, look, he's a good horse.

He's a good horse. Look at him.

-Oh! -MARJAN: Oh!

Oh, my God.

Judd, we're gonna need the mop.

(exhales)

(laughter)

(engine humming)

Cammie, will you please put that down?

I'm almost done.

Just one more sec.

WHITNEY: You said that 30 miles ago.

And like, 80 miles before that.

We had spotty Wi-Fi for two days, Whit.

I'm playing catch-up here.

Well, I'm sorry that the beach trip to Mexico

was such a hardship for you.

Do you think that it's too passive aggressive

to say to a partner, "Please see previous email"?

-Definitely. -Yeah.

Good call.

Okay. Sent. What's up?

(sighs) There's something...

that I've been meaning to tell you, like, all weekend.

Wow. Sounds ominous.

What is it?

I just wanna thank you for taking the time

to do this with me.

You know, I know you're really busy with the firm

and now with the baby.

Come on. You're my sister.

(emotional) It really means a lot.

Oh. I had fun.

Yeah, for the three hours

you weren't working on that brief.

(Cammie scoffs)

-(tense music playing) -(motorcycle revving)

(tires screech)

(passengers murmuring)

(motorcycle horn honking)

Whitney, was that really all you wanted to tell me?

There's something else, isn't there?

(tense music continues)

-(tires screech) -(honking continues)

(passengers exclaiming)

What is wrong with this guy? Hey!

Excuse me? Sir? What are you doing?

Have you been drinking or something?

Sir?

(driver grunting)

-Oh, my God! -(all screaming)

(tires screeching)

-(loud screeching) -(thumps brake)

(all clamoring)

(gasping)

What the hell just happened?

Is everyone alright?

Is-is there a doctor? (gags)

PASSENGER: What?!

-(gagging) -(people screaming)

-(people exclaim) -Whit, you're a nurse.

You should go help.

Whit? Whit?

(tense music playing)

Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Whitney?

Whitney!

(passenger screams)

Alright, try to stay calm for me, ma'am.

Do you know what kind of vehicle hit your bus?

No, it wasn't a vehicle. It was poison.

Police are on their way.

APD was first on the scene.

Evacuated all healthy persons off of the bus.

Officers are in there now giving first aid.

Do we have any idea how this happened?

Bus driver had a seizure behind the wheel.

A passenger was able to get the bus pulled over,

but that's when all hell broke loose.

Half a dozen people started spontaneously convulsing.

Spontaneously convulsing?

Hey, should we mask up in case it's carbon monoxide poisoning?

No. APD ran tests for CO, CO2.

She told dispatch that the air in there is clean,

but everything else is a total mess.

OFFICER MITCHELL: Don't bother. He's gone.

How long has she been seizing?

At least two minutes.

(passengers gagging)

Alright, Nancy, take over for her.

Make sure the airways are clear. Start a line.

Push two mils of Ativan.

TK, help me triage the rest of 'em.

Y'all have any idea what could have caused this?

No, but I need you to call dispatch.

We need backup.

Hey. Can you hear me?

I'm gonna check you out, okay?

Cap, you think this is meningitis?

Could be, but with meningitis,

you see a fever and-and vomiting and rash.

-I don't see any of that. -Help!

I think my sister's choking!

Alright, put her on her side.

There's something in her mouth.

TOMMY: It's probably her tongue.

(Whitney gagging)

Check that.

That is not her tongue.

-What is it? -I don't know. TK,

get me Magill forceps and the LIFEPAK back here.

Copy.

(tense music playing)

-TK: Here you go. -(Whitney gagging)

-TOMMY: Okay. -What is that? Is that a condom?

Condoms. There's more.

-(Whitney grunts) -TOMMY: There.

(Whitney breathing raggedly)

Is your sister involved in drug smuggling?

Whit? No, of course not.

You think this is body packer syndrome, Cap?

Makes sense if they're all moving the same shipment.

What's body packer syndrome?

It's an overdose that's triggered

by a ruptured baggie that's filled with drugs.

Usually in the body of someone that's smuggling them.

Cap, mine's coding!

Start compressions and give her NARCAN.

Copy.

Nancy.

Give it to all of them.

-(spray hisses) -(gasps, screams hysterically)

-(spray hisses) -(gasps)

-TOMMY: It's okay. Okay. -(passenger whimpering)

It's okay. It's okay.

(tense music continues)

-(gasps deeply) -Oh, thank God! Whit.

(Whitney panting)

(whimpers)

It's gonna be okay. Hang in there.

(NARCAN spray hisses)

That'll do the trick for now, Cap.

But they're all in pretty ragged shape.

I thought I lost you. Hey, Whitney?

Hey, how are you feeling? Whitney?

Hey, talk to me.

-Why can't she speak? -It's the NARCAN.

It can revive them, but it can't counteract everything in their system.

And we have to assume she has more ruptured baggies in her stomach.

She's gonna need a surgeon to take out whatever's left.

They all will. TK, radio West Park.

Tell them to have their mass casualty units on standby.

Who do you wanna load up first, Cap?

All of them.

Our bus only carries two, Cap.

Yeah, we're not taking our bus.

Nancy, how do you feel about driving stick?

(engine starts)

(confused chatter)

(traffic noise)

OPERATOR (over PA): Dr. Patel, 2771.

Dr. Patel, dial 2771.

-CARLOS: Cameron Parker? -Yes?

I'm Ranger Reyes. This is Ranger Campbell.

We're really sorry for your loss.

Our condolences, ma'am.

None of this makes any sense.

The doctors are saying they found

three baggies of drugs in my sister's stomach.

Why would she do that? She was a nurse, for God's sake.

Desperate people can do desperate things.

You have any idea why your sister might have been desperate?

No. Whit had money problems back when she gambled

but she hadn't for two years.

At least, I didn't think she had.

APD has turned over its investigation on this

to the Texas Rangers.

We're gonna need you to answer some questions.

I can try.

Do you have any idea where your sister got the drugs?

Does she have any friends or associates in Mexico?

No, she, she'd never even been.

Do you recall if Whitney met

anybody while you were down there?

Maybe on a tour or in a bar?

Yes. There was a guy.

Uh, uh, our last night in the hotel lounge.

Can you give us his name and description?

No. (sighs)

I just met him for a second, and it was dark and loud,

and I just went back up to the room to finish a brief.

Did your sister tell you anything about him

on the bus ride home?

I was too busy catching up on work emails.

God, what does it say about me that I didn't even ask?

It says you had a lot on your mind.

Cameron, this isn't your fault.

It's the traffickers who used your sister

to smuggle the drugs.

What about the others?

The other sick people on the bus. Are they okay?

Our lab's saying this is some of the strongest stuff they've ever seen.

Oh, my God.

Whoever did this is gonna kill a lot more people

if we don't stop 'em.

Are those Whitney's belongings?

Yeah.

We'd like to take Whitney's phone.

There might be information that could help us identify who did this.

Okay.

But I don't know her passcode. (scoffs)

Just one of the many things

I apparently didn't know about my little sister.

It's alright.

We're hoping that she can help open it for us.

-MARJAN: Good boy. -OWEN: Alright, alright.

Now, I don't mean to humiliate you,

but this is better than a lethal injection.

-(Thunder whinnies) -(Owen and Marjan chuckle)

Damn. Lookin' sharp, Thunder.

Doesn't he?

Yeah, but do they put bows on boy horses?

He's not a "boy horse." He's a stallion.

Yeah, they wear bows.

I read that 60% of pound dogs are more likely to be adopted

if they're wearing a little bandana, so I figured, you know, what the hell?

Smart. Helps you con these suckers into thinking he's sweet.

I haven't conned anybody. He is very sweet.

Alright, look, I've been very straight with everybody,

and all the people coming in are expert equestrians,

so they'll be, they'll be okay with the challenge.

Well, I hope so, 'cause they're about to have their hands full.

(Mateo chuckles)

Okay, so, uh, if the tones go off,

Paul, you're gonna take the call,

I'll stay here with the horse.

Mateo and Marjan,

I want you to make sure nobody comes in here

with a baseball cap, glasses, sunglasses...

-(Thunder snorts) -...or any of his other triggers.

And, Judd, you might wanna have Medical standing by.

Oh, looks like we have our first victim.

OWEN: Hey.

-You must be Randy. -RANDY: Howdy.

-Nice little stall you got there. -OWEN: Oh.

-Thank you. We did the best we could. -RANDY: Well, you done well.

It's about as cute as that, uh, riding uniform there.

(laughs) I'm just messin' with you, man.

(Owen chuckles)

So, uh, you told me on the phone

that your outfit does backcountry tours?

Oh, that's right.

At Exotic Ventures, we like to say,

"We go deep into the Hill Country's bush."

(Randy chuckles)

Oh, hey. He's a big son of a gun, ain't he?

Just like me. I bet he's trouble like me too.

Well, I'm glad you can say that with a smile on your face,

'cause truth is, he's, uh, a little complicated.

-("Ain't Got No Home" by Clarence Henry playing) -As an equine therapist,

I believe almost all of them can be saved.

Embracing difficulty and pain

is the only way to heal from trauma.

Well, Thunder certainly has his share of trauma.

His owner literally died in the saddle on his back,

so I think he has trouble letting people get close to him.

-Where did it happen? -It's funny you should ask.

It was an outdoor bar and he just galloped

right through a game of cornhole.

You have to love someone who knows how to make an entrance.

(Owen laughs)

♪ I got a voice

♪ I love to sing

♪ I sing like a girl

Lacey Ellington.

♪ And I sing like a frog

♪ I'm a lonely boy

What a magnificent specimen.

Thank you. Uh, yes, he's, he's wonderful.

So, um, I read that your family is involved

in the competitive circuit.

LACEY ELLINGTON: The Ellington family has produced

dressage and jumping Olympians for five generations.

Oh, what do you need him for?

-I need a stud. -Alright.

Is she talking about the horse or Cap?

Well, I should tell you, he has chronic colic.

Hmm. In my experience, that just gives him more fire.

That's quite alright. Our facilities have access

to the best livestock vets in Texas.

-That's no problem in hoggin' season. -Hoggin' season?

Wild hogs are an invasive species in Texas,

so we can legally hunt them for sport.

Our tour business caters to that refined enthusiast

who has a, a passion to kill on horseback.

-Seriously? -Oh, yeah.

I mean, they come from coast to coast.

Use all manner of weapons too.

You know, we got people who use rifles,

bow and arrows, crossbows.

The top priority Is that we make them feel safe.

Long swords, broadsword, samurai sword.

If they're not in the mood, we don't force anything.

-My only condition is that he's always in the mood. -Oh. Mm-hmm.

But if not, I have a secret weapon.

Submachine guns, flamethrowers, grenade launchers.

Peppermints. They're like little blue pills for stallions.

I just need to make sure he'd be willing to take his medicine.

Medical condition, well, you know,

that ain't a deal breaker,

since most of the working stock is tusked

after a month or two of being on the trail anyhow.

-Tusked? -RANDY: Yeah.

You know, gored by a wild boar.

-(whistles) -(sighs)

-Those bastards are mean. -Get out.

Come again, partner?

Get out of my firehouse!

You know you want it, boy.

-I-I wouldn't do that. -Oh, don't worry.

One thing I understand is masculine energy.

(Lacey giggles)

-(crunches) -(Lacey screams)

EMS we need you horse-side, right away.

MARGUERITE: His energy seems so calm.

But sometimes still waters run deep.

Do you mind if I look in his eyes?

To stare into his soul?

To make sure he doesn't have conjunctivitis.

-Oh. -It's incredibly contagious.

-Hmm. -MARGUERITE: And if he has it,

I wanna treat it before we stable him.

Does that mean you're gonna take him?

I think he'd be a wonderful addition to our family.

Don't you, boy?

("Ain't Got No Home" continues)

(distorted) Oh. Oh, oh, oh.

(distorted) No glasses!

-(Thunder neighs) -MARGUERITE: Oh, my word!

-(Marguerite screams) -OWEN: No, no, no, no, no!

-Heel, heel, heel! -JUDD: Hey, hey, hey.

-Easy. Easy. -PAUL STRICKLAND: Stay back!

♪♪♪

I hope this doesn't change your mind

about using him to stud.

Some boys just aren't worth the trouble.

♪ Ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ooh-ooh ♪

MARGUERITE: I'm afraid this isn't going to work.

I-I-I thought you said all horses can be saved.

I said "almost all."

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh

♪ Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh ooh-ooh-ooh ♪

(Thunder neighs)

JUDD: Hey. You packing him up?

Yeah, I'm just loading up the trailer.

JUDD: Does that mean that you found him a home?

No. It means somebody on the B-shift

ratted us out to the chief, so...

Moving out.

In the middle of a shift?

Yeah, Paul knows.

He's gonna be captain while I'm gone.

-JUDD: Where you going? -Colorado.

Why Colorado?

'Cause the ranch in Lubbock that was gonna take him,

turns out they supply to a slaughterhouse in Quebec,

where apparently it's still legal to kill horses for meat.

Can you believe that?

Well, you're sure the one in Colorado don't?

It's not a ranch. It's a wild horse range.

One of three in the country.

Thunder can't go to a wild horse range.

OWEN: Why not?

Because he can't go from being in a warm stall

and eating oats to, to foraging around

in a frozen valley for clover.

I'll take him to the one in Nevada.

It's a lower elevation.

JUDD: Owen.

What is all this?

What do you mean?

I mean this.

Look, his bad behavior

is the behavior of an animal in pain.

Now, don't nobody like to do it,

but people put 'em down all the time.

I don't care what people do.

I'm not gonna give up on somebody just because it's inconvenient.

Somebody? We still talking about the horse?

(slow, somber music playing)

(deep exhale)

When I look in his eyes, I see a soul...

that's worth saving.

So I'm gonna do it.

I don't care what anybody says.

(Judd sighs)

JUDD: Well, I mean, if that's the case,

then I guess there is one last option,

but you ain't gonna like it.

MEDICAL EXAMINER: Can you confirm this is your sister?

Yes. That's her. That's Whitney.

And you give your consent for this?

I do.

Alright. Let's hope this works.

It's asking for the passcode.

Face ID usually stops working

when lividity and pallor mortis set in.

In other words, we're too late.

And whoever did this to her gets away with it?

We'll have our encryption team take a run at it.

Maybe they get lucky.

I'm so sorry, Whitney.

I can't believe you're gone.

What am I gonna tell Mom and Dad?

-Wait. -What?

You look so much like her.

When we were kids, people thought we were twins.

Hey, hold still for me, please.

(lock screen clicks)

It worked. We're in.

Look. Active text chain from last night

with an unnamed phone number.

"Please don't make me go through with this."

"If you wanna repay your debt,

deliver the package by 5:00 tomorrow or watch your back."

At least he was gentleman enough to drop a pin.

Police! We have a search warrant!

-(dramatic music playing) -(officers shouting orders)

-(person gasps) -Hands in the air!

Oh, God. Don't shoot!

-What is going on here? -CARLOS: We got a search warrant.

For what? I'm-I'm-I'm licensed. I'm fully certified.

This ain't about acupuncture, ma'am.

We believe this address is tied to a drug trafficking organization.

(gasps) This is a drug house?

No, Mrs. Garfinkle, this is not a drug house!

Th-There has been a big mistake.

We need to talk to the homeowner, Daniel Rubio.

Oh, well, good luck. He's been in a nursing home for seven years.

Um, I've rented this place from the Rubio family since 2020.

My name is Julia Hearn.

(Julia sighs)

Can I, can I please see that, uh, search warrant?

Thank you.

Oh, a series of anonymous text messages?

That's what this is all based on?

Wow. Talk about abuse of power.

I want all of your badge numbers right now.

Rangers don't have badge numbers, ma'am.

JULIA: Oh, you think it's funny?

Well, I look forward to seeing how funny you think it is in court.

(officers chattering)

Campbell, you got something?

Oh, just a hunch.

Yo, brother, gimme help with this.

(suspenseful music playing)

-CARLOS: Here. -Two, three.

Huh. What do we have here?

(country rock music playing)

You know, now I'm looking forward to that court date too.

♪♪♪

We believe your sister borrowed money from loan sharks.

They handed the debt off to a woman named Julia Hearn.

She forced your sister to make the drug run.

Common practice, unfortunately.

She's a trafficker with ties to the cartels.

We believe she used her acupuncture business

as a money laundering front.

Thanks to the new Drug Induced Homicide charges,

the state can charge her with your sister's murder.

Along with everybody else's who died on that bus.

Thank you for getting justice for Whitney and for all of them.

We couldn't have done it without your help.

All weekend she kept saying she wanted to talk to me.

I think she was crying out for help,

but I was always too busy working on a brief to notice.

I lost my sister, my best friend.

And for what?

For a brief that my boss has already sent back to me to redo.

It was all for nothing.

(upbeat music playing)

Um, what are you doing here? You said you were working late.

I thought you said you had a meeting.

-You lied. -So did you.

-You're hiding something. -No, I'm not.

CARLOS: What are you holding behind your back?

Fine. Busted, officer.

It's your anniversary gift.

(TK sighs)

It's a guitar with lessons for us to take together.

And I was hoping to gift wrap it while you were at work.

Why do you have wrapping paper out?

-Do I? -Yeah.

With bows and ribbons.

(sighs) Fine.

I got you something too.

But you can't open it until tomorrow.

No way. You know what I got you. It's only fair we both know.

Yeah, but yours is so much better. Mine is dumb.

I'll be the judge of that.

(TK sighs)

It's an empty box.

But not for long.

(gentle music playing)

Every time when I come home,

I'll open it up and put away all my work files.

My phone.

All my obsessions.

You, you really don't have to promise me that, Carlos.

I do.

Every second I get with you is a gift,

and I'm done wasting it.

I can't believe you, you gift wrapped

an empty banker's box.

I told you it was dumb.

No, baby.

It's the sweetest gift anybody's ever gotten me.

But... (sighs)

...there's one obsession I was really hoping

you wouldn't put away tonight.

(hawk screeches)

OWEN: Thank you. Judd. This really means a lot to me.

JUDD: Don't thank me yet. We haven't done anything.

And from what I hear, this can be pretty intense.

My whole career has been intense.

My second marriage was intense, so I got it.

Well, I don't know anything about your second wife,

but I promise she couldn't put a glove on her.

♪ When you took me home

♪ You knew who you were takin' ♪

("Girl Next Door" by Brandy Clark playing)

♪ Not some Debbie Debutante ♪

♪ Standin' in an apron...

-Hey, y'all. -JUDD: What do you say, Marlene?

This here's Owen Strand. He's my best friend and my boss.

Owen, this is Marlene.

She's the mother of my firstborn.

So in the interest of, uh, things not gettin' awkward,

I, I hope y'all get along.

We'll just have to wait and see, won't we?

Who's this?

OWEN: This is Thunder.

-What's wrong with him? -He's complicated.

Wouldn't you say he's complicated, Judd?

-Uh, I would. -OWEN: Yeah.

Can you be a little more specific?

He bites, he bucks, and he genuinely seems to enjoy

the sound of people screaming.

MARLENE HARRIS: You know, horse only pulls that crap

'cause he knows he can get away with it.

And most of my training isn't on the horses,

it's on the riders.

Behaviors you described,

not a stable in town would take him.

Yeah. Tell me something I don't know.

If you wanna save this animal, I need full buy-in.

What does that mean, exactly?

Subjecting yourself to the most humbling, grueling,

quite possibly lethal experience of your life.

And no matter what happens, there are no refunds.

Well, then... giddy up.

(country rock theme music playing)

♪♪♪

(music fades out)

(fanfare playing)