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Amy: Previously on "Heartland":

- Are you happy?
- It's easy to be happy

when you're playing a part.

- (Chuckles)
- But back home,

I need to be the strong one.

Tim: My life could not be
further from polo

and champagne celebrations.

- Why are you telling me this?
- 'Cause I like you.

- Well, what about the girls?
- You show me.

(Horse whinnies)
- Ungh!

- Yeah, I got this.

♪♪♪

(Truck rumbles,
tarp flaps)

(Birds chirp)

(Truck rumbles loudly)

(Engine cuts out)

(Door bangs shut)
Amy: Caleb!

Did you bring my favourite
baby Carson?!

- I did!
- Hi!
- (Chuckles)

- Should we get you
out of there?

(Carson fusses)
Look at you. (Giggles)

(Door bangs shut)
- Hey, check this out.

It's gonna blow your mind.

(Tarp rustles)

- Caleb, is that...?

- Yes, it is.

- You've gotta be kiddin' me.

(Whoosh, loud clunk)

That's the ticket.
- Careful. Easy.

- You're right;
this is a real honey.

- Yeah. All you gotta do
is find a few parts for it

and she's gonna rock.
- (Grunts) Yeah.

(Light tap)

Amy: Caleb, where did you
find this?

- I was looking
for a new truck online

and, uh, there it was -

Ty's old wheels for sale.
- So you just bought it?

- Yeah.
Uh, it hardly cost anything -

it doesn't even run - but
I know what it meant to you.

- Well...

this is amazing, but--

- No buts. I want you
to have it.

- (Sighs)
- 'Kay, I gotta get going.

I gotta be at practice
or Tim's gonna kill me.

- Well, you're going
to practice with the baby?

How're you gonna coach?

- Well, he can watch from
the car seat.

You're never too young
to learn how to rodeo.

- Caleb! No, leave him here.
I'd be happy to babysit.

- (Sighs) No can do.

I-I gotta, I gotta take him
to meet Cass

and drop them off at their baby
momma music class or--

- Why don't you go
with them and,

and I'll watch the girls.
- Okay.

You coach and I get to hang out
with my Godson.

- 'Kay, that would be great.
- Okay, deal.

Thanks, Grandpa.

Yes! We get to hang out!
(Ramp thuds)

(Tailgate clunks shut)

(Horse snorts,
indistinct chatter)

- Where are the saddles?

- Caleb screwed up and got us
a couple of horses

that only ride bareback,
so you got the day off.

- Uh, who says
I can't ride bareback?

- I do. You've never
done it before.

- Yeah, well, there was
a time when I'd never

ridden saddle broncs, but I
picked that up pretty quickly.

- Yeah, well,
this is different, trust me.

This isn't for you.

- Well, it is now.

(Indistinct chatter,
loud clunk)

- 'Kay, I think we really
should go over

the basics again, huh?
- Stop dumbing it down!

You don't talk to the other
guys like this.

- That's 'cause they've
done it before.

- Saddle or no saddle,
it's still just riding a bronc.

- Okay, have at it.

(Bronc whinnies and snorts,
gate clangs)

- (Blows out her breath)

(Indistinct chatter)

(Bronc pants)

(Gate clanks loudly,
Bronc whinnies)

(Hooves thunder,
Jade grunts)

(Heavy landing thud)
Ungh! Ungh!

(Thunderous tumbling thuds)

(Metallic clanking,
indistinct chatter)

- So... I--
- Whatever you're gonna say,

don't.

(Gate squeals and clanks shut)

- Oh, nice of you to show up.

You wanna get in the chute
and show everybody

how to ride a bareback bronc
the right way?

- Yeah.
- (Laughs)

Yay! You get to see
your Daddy ride. (Chuckles)

- (Clears his throat)

(Light thud)

(Grasping tug, rustling)

♪♪♪

- Say, "Hi, Dad!"

(Tense music builds)

- Hey! You ready?

(Gate clanks open)

(Distorted whinny and grunt)

(Hooves stomp loudly,
bronc whinnies and grunts)

(Caleb grunts,
bronc whinnies)

(Thunderous thud)
- Ungh!

- Caleb!

(Gate squeals closed)
Tim: Caleb!

(Bronc whinnies wildly)

- (Groans)

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪ And at the break of day ♪

♪ You sank into your dream ♪

♪ You dreamer ♪

♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh... ♪

♪ You dreamer... ♪

♪ You dreamer... ♪

- (Panting)

- No! You can't go in there
with him!

- (Out of breath)
You're right.

It's okay.
Daddy's gonna be okay.

Tim: Hey! Caleb!

Hey! (Light slaps)
Hey!

- (Groans)
- You all right? You hear me?

- (Groggy) Yeah.
- Okay. What day is it?

- I don't know.

- Come on, seriously,
what day is it?

- Tim, I have a kid.
Every day's the same.

- Okay, he's fine.

- All right, all right!

All right, Caleb!
- Woo!

- Ungh.
- All right, Caleb!

(Hard pat)

(Carson coos,
- (Relieved chuckle)

- Thanks.

(Door clanks shut)
- Pretty big wreck

to end the practice.
You okay?

- Enh, I've seen worse.

Now can we talk
about my ride?

- I thought you wanted me
to keep that to myself?

- Just the part where you
tell me you told me so.

Look, I get it.

It's very different
than with a saddle,

but I wanna learn.
- Why don't you just stick

to what you're already do
really well?

- Because I need another event
if I wanna start winning

the all-around cowboy buckles.

Soon-to-be renamed
all-around cowGIRL buckles.

- Okay, I get it.
I respect your ambition.

- So will you teach me?

- Yeah, but you're gonna
have to take your lumps.

The best way to learn
is to keep doing it

until you stop being thrown.

- Okay.
Let's get to it.

I wanna enter both bronc events

at the first rodeo
of the indoor season...

- (Laughs)
- and win all-around buckle.

- Well, it's good not to set
your goals too high.

(Tailgate bangs shut)

(Birds chirp,
approaching footsteps)

- Grandpa.
- How was practice?

- Well, Caleb had a pretty
bad fall.

- Oh yeah? Is he okay?

- He somehow avoided
getting hurt,

but I think it shook him up
pretty bad.

He was quiet on the way home.

So, this bike...

- Yeah.

Yeah, I know how hard
the reminders of Ty can be.

- It's not just that.

I've somehow started finding
comfort in these things,

just like you said I would.
(Inhales deeply)

But I don't know how anyone

could let Ty's bike go
like this?

He would be so upset.
- I agree.

So I'm gonna fix 'er up.
- Really?

- Well, I'm gonna give it
a shot.

(Chuckles)
- Thank you.

And once it's good to go,

I think we should sell it
to someone

who will actually ride it.

- You don't wanna keep it?

- Well, it was...

it was really thoughtful
of Caleb to bring it to us,

but... Ty would want someone

who is actually going
to enjoy his motorcycle

the way he did.

- Well, that makes good sense.
(Chuckles)

I'll get started on it tomorrow.

- Thanks.

(Footsteps recede)

(Door clicks open)

- Well, look who came by
to say hello.

- With pastries.
- (Laughs)

- Yum!

- Yes, yum is right.
You didn't have to do that.

- Well, I figured with Lou
out of town,

I thought you guys might need
a little bit of help,

but it looks to me like you two
have everything in order here.

Jack: So, uh, you care
to stay for dinner?

- Uh, no thank you.
It smells delicious,

but I actually already ate
at the diner, so.

- Hey!
- Suit yourself.

Why don't you come
and say hello to your GG.

Tim: Hey! Are you
staying for dinner?

- Uh, no, I'm not actually.
- You want coffee?

- Uh, no, I only have it
over the fire now.

Your cowboy ways have ruined it
for me any other way.

- So, that was quite the wreck
today, wasn't it?

- Yeah, Caleb's lucky
he didn't get trampled.

- What? Someone got trampled?

- Oh no, no.
Somebody just fell.

It just was an awkward fall.
It happens sometimes.

- I don't get why you guys
are so willing

to risk your lives
for this crazy sport.

It's like a total death wish.
- There are a lot of

dangerous sports - like hockey,
football, boxing--

- Enh, there's a point
to those.

There's an objective
that's more than just seeing

how many times you can land
on your head

before you can't form
a complete sentence.

- Have you ever even been
to a rodeo?

- Mm... no, it's not exactly
a New York activity.

- Okay, I think you should
come by sometime

and check out a practice.

- I don't know.
I don't think it's my thing.

- Oh, like polo was my thing?

- No, I guess not.

Especially after you got
your butt kicked.

- (Inhales sharply)

Did I ever.

(Footsteps recede,
door clicks open)

(Knife chops, door shuts)
- What?

♪♪♪

(Metallic rattle)

(Jack grunts)

(Metallic clank)

(Tool clanks)

- (Sighs)
- How's it going?

- Well, she's in just as bad
a shape as she looks.

- How long to fix it?

- Mmm... hmm.

I gotta flush the fuel system,

re-seal the shocks,
repack the wheel bearings,

and here's the big problem.

And right here,
this carburetor is shot.

- Can't you just replace it?

- Well, yeah, but...

not the easiest part to track
down for this particular bike.

I'm probably gonna have
to order one from the UK,

And - pffft - who knows
how long that's gonna take.

- Oh wow. I'm sorry,
I had no idea

it would be this much work.

Maybe we should just sell
the bike as is.

- Well, now that I've started,

I'd kind of like to do it
myself.

(Remi barks in the distance)

- You sure?

Okay. As long as you
don't mind.

(Truck rumbles)

(Engine shuts off, door opens)
- Caleb!

- (Groaning) Hey! Oh.
- How are you feeling? Oh.

- Just a little hitch
in my giddy up. No big deal.

- Looks like it. (Laughs)

- Jack's working on the bike?

- Yeah. Yeah, he's gotta
replace the carburetor

and a few other things.

But once he does that, I...

- What?
- (Sighs)

Look, I really appreciate you
finding that bike for me,

and it was so kind of you
to bring it back here,

but I'm gonna sell it.

And, of course,
I'll pay you back the money.

- Uh, that wasn't really
the point.

- I know. It's just no one
can ride it here,

and that's not what Ty
would've wanted.

He'd want someone to appreciate
that bike the same way he did.

- Yeah. Okay.
- Hey!

- Hey.
(Footsteps crunch in snow)

- Thanks for giving me a ride.
You ready?

- Yeah.

- Don't you guys get bucked off
or anything. (Laughs)

- I will do my best.
- (Laughs)

- Okay, remember,
you put your feet over

the points of the horse's
shoulders,

bring knees up toward
your chin,

and your heels should come up
as high as the handle

on the rigging, okay?

- I don't like it.
- Why not?

- She should be riding
with two hands,

like the rest of the women
on the circuit.

- No way. I'm wanna qualify
for the all-around buckle.

I go up against the guys
in saddle broncs,

and I can do it in bareback
also.

- Okay, bind your hand
really tight, all right?

- Okay.
(Light pats)

(Indistinct chatter,
gate squeals)

(Gate clangs shut)

(Inhales deeply
and slowly exhales)

(Tether rustles)

(Horse whinnies)
- Ahhhh!

(Heavy thud)

- Come on, that's,
that's too tight!

- Well, I need to get
a good grip.

- Just a little looser.
- Caleb.

(Gate clanks open,
bronc whinnies)

(Hooves thud,
Jade grunts)

(Hard thud)
Ungh!

(Gate latch clanks,
gate squeaks open)

(Hooves thud)

- You okay?
- It was too loose!

I told you I didn't have
a good enough grip!

- No, it was a shortcut.

If you wanna ride
with one hand,

you're gonna have to get
as strong as the guys.

'Kay, remember to keep
your core tight.

That's where your power
and balance comes from.

(Indistinct chatter)

- Hope you know there's
no champagne flutes here

or high society polo people.

- Oh yeah, it's definitely
more grounded.

(Hooves thud rapidly)
Literally.

That landing had to hurt.

Oh, you'd be surprised what
a little adrenaline'll do

to kill the pain.
(Buzzer blares)

- Yeah, till it wears off
and you're walking funny

for the rest of your life.

- Is that a shot?
- (Laughing) No.

I just, I don't get why anybody
would want to do this.

Although I have to say,
I admire Jade's tenacity.

She knows what she wants
and she's not gonna let

anything stand in her way.
She is amazing.

- She is amazing.

She has an amazing coach.

Even if he does walk
a little funny.

- (Chuckles softly)

- All right.
(Chair clunks)

Amy!

Good news!

- You found a carburetor.
- Yes, I did.

Tracked one down just outside
of London, England.

Should be here in a month.

- You can't find one that
will come sooner than that?

- I'm happy I found one at all.

It'll get here
when it gets here.

- I was just thinking
that you'd wanna keep

the momentum going.
- It is what it is.

I'm gonna go throw a tarp
on that bike for now.

(Latch clanks,
door creaks open)

- (Sighs heavily)
(Door clunks shut)

(Tarp rustles)

(Bike motor rumbles)

(Whoosh)
Ty: Look out, old man!

- (Laughs)

- (Laughing)

(Bikes rumble)

(Tarp rustles)

(Thumps lightly into place)

(Tub lid thumps shut,
footsteps thud carefully)

- Moving a little slow
this morning.

- Yeah. A couple more aches
and pains than usual.

- Why? Did you get tossed off
a few more broncs?

- Yeah. Tim seems to think
the more I get bucked off,

the quicker I'll adjust my form
to avoid the pain.

- (Sighs) I just don't see
how eating dirt

is gonna make you learn
a new skill,

especially when it comes to...

saddle broncs versus bareback.
It's a totally different thing.

- Tell me about it.

- Why don't you try learning
on a broke horse?

- Really? Is that a thing?
- I don't know. Why not?

Get the feel for riding
bareback

without actually hitting
the ground

every time you make a mistake.

- I actually really like
the sound of that.

- Do you want me
to give you a hand?

- Can you meet me after
practice this morning?

- Yeah, sure.
Uh... I'll bring Spartan.

He'll be perfect for that.

- Great.
(Champ grunts)

Tim: Thanks.
(Door bangs shut)

- Could I get one of those
to go, please?

- Sure.
- Hey.
- Hi.

- I thought you only drank
coffee off the fire now.

- Well, no one's offered
to make me

one of his famous cowboy
coffees, so.

- Well, that could be arranged.

- I can't get your practice
out of my mind.

It was surreal.
It was ugly, but it was...

beautiful at the same time.

- Well, thanks... I think.

- I mean, here I am
on this pilgrimage,

I'm trying to seek out
all these new experiences,

and never in a million years

did I think that rodeo would be
one of them.

- Well, I'm glad we can make
an impression.

You should've brought
your camera.

- Would you have been okay
with that?

- Why not?

- Well, 'cause I kinda felt
like I was a visitor

in this inner sanctum, but...
if you're fine with it,

I would love to come back.
- Yeah, it'd be great.

I'm on my way there
in a minute.

Why don't you come by?

- Here you go.
- Thank you.

- I got it.

- Okay. All right.
Yeah, I think I will.

I'm gonna stop by the ranch,
I'm gonna pick up my camera,

and I will meet you there.
(Keys jingle)

- Okay.
- Thank you.
- (Laughing)

(Engine cuts out, keys jingle)
♪ On the way home ♪

♪ With nothin' to lose ♪

♪♪♪

(Door clicks open,
radio music cuts off)

(Wind gusts strongly,
door bangs shut)

(Gate clanks open,
bronc whinnies)

(Jade grunts, hooves thud)

(Tumbling thud,
shutter snaps)

Caleb: Jade! Are you okay?
(Bronc whinnies)

- Yeah, she's fine,
except for your spurring.

You're still not getting it.
- It's not working.

I don't think I can just get
the bad rides out of my system.

- Well, start listening, Jade.

I'm trying to tell you
how to do it.

- Tim, you said I'm not
getting it.

At this rate, I'm gonna
completely embarrass myself

on the circuit.
I need to see how it's done,

and none of these guys
are gonna show me.

Uh, they're all scared
I'm gonna start

kicking their butts
at this, too.

- Get in there and show her
how to do it right.

- I didn't bring
my rigging today.

- Well, borrow that guy's.

- No, I'm not using
someone else's rigging.

- What, is this about the spill
you took the other day?

'cause that was a fluke, Caleb.
- I'm-I'm not doing it, okay?

I'm not riding with
someone else's rigging,

so forget it!

- That's it.

Hey, Caleb.
How's it going?

- Good.
What's going on here?

- Well, I figured that
I would get Jade

used to riding a bareback
horse without being on one

that's actually just gonna
buck her off every time.

- Okay. Hey,
w-why don't we try

your spurring motion
on Spartan.

- Okay.

- Now remember, up, up and down
instead of back and forth.

- Okay.
- Good.

Pull up hard on
the rigging handle.

- Looks good.
- Looks pretty good.

- You ready?
- Yeah.

- 'Kay.

(Chuckles)
Caleb: Yeah, good.

Now just, just feel
the motion of the horse.

(Footsteps thud)

(Tarp rustles)

Ty: You know, I wish I could've
talked to him one last time.

Who knows? Maybe I could've
forgiven him.

I just wish I had that chance.

Goodbye, Dad.

(Ashes scatter)

Hey, Jack?

I wanna thank you
for everything.

For being here.

(Chuckles, fists bump)

(Whoosh)

(Tarp rustles)

(Receding footsteps thud)

(Door squeals open
and bangs shut)

- What was that all about?

- I'm just helping Jade
with her training.

- You call that training?
It looked more like

a step backward to me.
- Hey, that's not true.

- Yeah, I already feel way
more confident.

- Oh, I'm sure you do
on a retired pleasure horse.

- Hey...
- But how's that gonna get you

ready for the real deal?
- I feel really good about it,

and I wanna keep working
with Amy.

- Okay, fine. You all know
better than I do now.

All right.
But the first rodeo

of the indoor season's
coming up fast,

and it's not gonna be
Spartan in that chute.

- Don't mind him.
- I don't.

- (Laughs) Hey, uh,
do you wanna meet tomorrow?

- What about later today?

- Yeah, I could probably do
later this afternoon.

- Cool.
- 'Kay.

- Bye.
- See ya.

- Thank you for all
your help today.

- Yeah, yeah, uh...
I'm just glad we're slowing

things down for Jade.
- Are you okay?

- I just, I have a lot
on my mind.

- From your fall the other day?

- Thinking it might be time
to give this up.

- No, it's not. Caleb.

- (Sighs heavily)
I've had a great run,

but all good things
come to an end, right?

- Look, just because
you had one fall...

I mean, you've had
a ton of wrecks.

- Exactly. I mean,

I don't think I should push
my luck any further.

I'm a father now and--

Listen, um... do me a favour,

don't say anything to your Dad.

I, I think I should be
the one to tell him.

- Yeah, of course.

- (Snorts) Hey,
he'll be thrilled

finally getting rid of me,
right?

- (Inhales) Caleb,

do you think you could come
by here later

and help me with Jade?
- Yeah.

But don't worry
about bringing Spartan.

I have another idea
for the next step.

- Okay.
- Oh.

(Rigging jingles)
- Hmm. Thanks.

- See ya.

Jack: Amy, what're we doin'
here?

- It's a surprise.

- Amy, you know
I don't like surprises.

(Engine shuts off)

(Doors click open)

(Doors bang shut)

(Footsteps crunch)

- You must be Amy.

- Is that what I think it is?

- A carb for an 850.

- Can you believe
there's one this close?

- Is it new?
- Brand spanking.

- How much you want for it?

- Ahh...

Let's say $600 even.
- Six hundred?!

I found one in the UK
for half that.

- Well, that away across
the pond.

This one's right here.

- Well, I'm not
paying double.

- Well, the price is the price.
Take it or leave it.

- I'll leave it.
- No, Grandpa, wait.

With shipping and everything,
it's gonna work out

to be about the same.
And besides,

this one's right here,
so we don't have to wait.

- You should listen
to your granddaughter...

unless, of course,
the job's too big for you.

I mean, I get it, I get it.
It's of a lot of work,

my friend.
- Cut the crap!

You are trying to gouge us,
and that is not happening.

You got me?

- (Sighs)

(Truck rumbles, Remi barks)

(Gearshift clunks)

(Keys jingle,
engine shuts off)

(Birds chirp)

- Is everything all right?

- Yup.

You know,
the nerve of that guy,

trying to screw us over
like that...

and then having the gall
to smooth talk me!

- Yeah, it was a bit offside,
I guess,

but I just thought that's
what people did at junkyards.

You know, they haggle.

- That ain't haggling,
it's robbery.

(Sighs heavily)

- Is there something else
going on, Grandpa?

- Like what?

- I don't know, like...

like what that guy was saying.

Are you really
just putting it off?

- Amy, you know
I don't put things off.

- I know, I know, I just...
(Sighs)

maybe it's too much.

I can find someone else
to work on the bike.

- I just need the proper parts

and I don't wanna get ripped
off, that's all.

Then I'll fix it up and...

and you can do whatever
you want with it.

(Door clicks open)

(Door bangs shut)

(Door opens)

(Music plays quietly
in the diner)

(Door thuds shut)
- Hey.

- Somebody's really gettin'
into rodeo.

- You're gonna love
these photos. Come on, sit.

Look at this.

'Kay, I think it really
captures the violence

and the chaos of it all.

See what I mean?

- Yeah. Yeah, it does.

You know, you could've
focused your camera

on some other things.

Like where's the courage
and the skill,

and the talent involved
in the sport?

- Well, sometimes
I just get in a groove

and I shoot whatever's
right there--

- No. I thought, I thought you
got what you were after there.

That's the way you see us.

- Tim, you don't understand--
- I completely understand.

You wanted to photograph
a bunch of daredevils

with a death wish,

and that's exactly
what you did.

And I was crazy to think
that you'd ever see rodeo

any other way.

(Music plays quietly,
dishes clank)

- Tim! I...
(Door clicks open)

(Footsteps recede)

(Door clunks shut)

Wow.

Amy: Just take a deep breath.
Hold tight.

(Gate clanks open,
Steer bellows angrily)

(Jade grunts, hooves thud)

(Steer bellows angrily)

Amy: Yeah, Jade! Woo!

Caleb: Yeah! Nice ride!

- This was such a smart idea.

- Yeah. It's a good way
to learn.

The fall's not as big
off a steer's back.

Okay, let's go again,
but this time,

keep your knee's up
a little higher.

That was really good.

Tim: I don't know
what came over me,

I just sorta lost it.

Those pictures,
oh, they were so cliché.

I just guess I overreacted.
(Cows bellow)

(Sighs)

Are you... you even listening?

- Yeah, I'm listening.

- I should apologize.
(Hooves crunch in the snow)

- Yeah. Yeah,
you probably should.

(Cows bellow)

- Then there's Jade.

She wants to ride
bareback broncs

and Amy thinks she can
teach her on Spartan.

Hah! Spartan!

- (Distracted chuckle) Yeah.
Spartan, huh?

- Right? Crazy.
- (Chuckles)

- I mean, Amy's great
at what she does,

but she's not a rodeo gal.

It's just gonna set Jade back.

I'm gonna have to pull her
from the first rodeo

of the indoor season.

There's no way she'll be ready.

- W-W-What... sorry,

what does this have
to do with Spartan?

- Jade can't ride Spartan

and learn how
to do the real deal.

- Yeah... yeah, right. Uh...
- Right?

- well, with that,

I'd say that you just...
(Cattle bellow)

need to do what
you think is best.

(Hooves thud)

- Yeah. Yeah, exactly.

(Chuckles)

Hey, well,
thanks for listening.

- Anytime.
- (Laughs)

(Door opens)
- You did so great out there.

- Yeah, your spurring's
really coming together.

- I feel good. I think I'm
ready for the real thing.

- Yeah?
- Let's do it.

- Oh, hey, Caleb,

You know, you were
really great with her.

- (Chuckles softly)

- Are you sure you wanna walk
away from rodeo completely?

- (Sighs heavily)

You gotta make some tough
decisions in life.

Responsible ones.

Like Ty did
with the motorcycle.

He loved riding that thing,
but when Lyndy came along,

he made the right choice
and sold it,

'cause he knew
it was dangerous.

- Caleb, you know, I get
where you're coming from,

but you should know that
you're wrong about Ty.

- How do you mean?

- We needed the money
to keep building our house.

That's why Ty sold the bike.

Just because he became a father

didn't mean he had
to bubble wrap his life.

Those trips to Mongolia,

do you really think those
were safe choices? No!

But he had to keep
following his passion.

Sure, Lyndy made him change
the way he looked at life,

but it didn't mean
he changed who he was.

You did good today.
(Light pat)

(Vehicle approaches,
door clicks open)

- Hi! Uh, excuse me?
- Hi.

- Hi. Um...
(Gearshift clunks)

do you know if Tim's around?
(Door bangs shut)

- No, he's not right now.

Hey, uh...
(Engine shuts off)

you were taking pictures
of the practice, right?

- Yeah. Yeah, I was.

I thought I got some pretty
provocative shots,

but Tim didn't seem so
happy when he saw them.

- Why not?

- Uh, too many wrecks.
Too much blood and gore.

He thinks I was trying to make
the rodeo look a certain way.

- Were you?

- I was just looking for
the danger and the adrenaline.

I mean, that's the point,
isn't it?

- Look, I get that it looks
that way from the outside,

but for those of us
who live it -

Tim and I, and Jade -

rodeo is more than
something we just do,

it's a part of who we are.
It's our way of life.

(Chuckles)

I guess that can be pretty
tricky to put into words.

Maybe that's why Tim
wanted you to...

capture it in photos.

- Thanks.

I'm sorry,
what's your name again?

- Caleb. Caleb Odell.
- Thanks, Caleb.

(Door clicks open)

Jack: Listen, Amy,

about the junkyard.

I admit...

I may have overreacted
a little.

Okay, more than a little.

But that guy had it coming.
He was trying to rip us off.

- I know. He actually
admitted that to me.

- He did? When?

- He called back.

I don't know if he
just grew a conscience,

or if you scared him into it,

but he offered us
the carburetor at half price.

I picked it up on the way home.

- Fantastic.
- Yeah.

It's in my truck.

- Wow. Well, that's great.

I could probably install it
tomorrow then.

- Okay.

- Guess I'd better cancel
that order from the UK.

(Chuckles)

- (Grateful sigh) Thanks.
(Chuckles softly)

♪♪♪

Announcer: (Indistinct comment)
Looks like Danny's in

for a rough ride
right out of the gate.

But look it,
Danny's the man!

Well, he may have lost his hat,
but he's not going anywhere.

- We need to talk about
that rodeo this weekend.

- I'm so stoked.
I've been studying

all the bareback broncs
that are gonna be there.

- Mm... glad you're fired up.

You can't get ready by
watching YouTube videos

and riding a steer.

I heard about it.

I think you should put it
on hold for now.

Tackle bareback bronc riding
further down the road,

when you've had some
real training.

- That's not fair. Just
because I'm not doing things

exactly the way you want me to
doesn't mean it's not working.

I'm ready,
and Caleb thinks so, too.

- Well, Caleb's not
the head coach.

I think you need to put
the time in the chutes,

ride some real broncs,
before you enter a rodeo.

- Fine.
I'll prove it to you.

Tomorrow, at practice,
I'll ride a bronc.

And if I can't stay on
for eight seconds,

then I'll pull out of
the rodeo. But if I can--

- Yeah, I know where this
is going.

Okay, fine.
You got a deal.

But I got one horse
coming in tomorrow

and it's Pile Driver.

- Which one's Pile Driver?
- The one that threw Caleb.

♪♪♪

(Truck rumbles)

(Engine shuts off,
door clicks open)

- Okay. Jade and I have
a little wager going.

Here's the deal.
- We need to talk.

(Paper rustles)
- What is this?

- It's my letter
of resignation.

(Letter crinkles)

- Handwritten?

- Yeah, I'm quitting rodeo,

and that includes the
rodeo school.

- Caleb, there comes a time

when everybody has to decide
to hang up their spurs.

But what does that have
to do with my rodeo school?

- (Sighs) It was a really
tough decision, Tim.

Rodeo is in my blood, so...

watching from the sidelines...

I can't do it.

I'm all in or all out and...

yeah, so this is my last day.

(Footsteps recede,
letter rustles)

(Pile Driver whinnies
and grunts)

♪♪♪

(Dull thuds,
Pile Driver grunts)

- Hey.
- (Chuckles)

Okay, focus on my spurring.

- Nah, you got it down.

You don't worry about that.

- So any last minute words
of wisdom, coach?

- Carpe Diem.

I was watching this old
surfing movie last night.

It means--

- I know what it means.
Seize the day.

- Yeah, exactly!

Look, you're in your prime.

Ride it out for as long
as you can.

Chase that feeling,
that high you only get from...

owning a wave--
Uh, I mean, a bronc.

- (Chuckles) 'Kay, Brah.

- (Laughs) Have fun.

(Blows out his breath)
- (Laughs)

(Pile Driver whinnies)

(Pile Driver whinnies,
bangs around in chute)

(Pile Driver whinnies)

- (Breathing heavily)

(Gate clanks open,
Pile Driver whinnies)

(Jade grunts)
- That's it, Jade!

Keep that form.

(Pile Driver whinnies
and grunts)

(Thunderous stomping
and whinnying)

(Jade grunts)
Amy: Come on, come on,

you can do it!
(Pile Driver whinnies)

(Jade grunts, hooves thud,
Pile Driver grunts)

(Buzzer blares)

(Indistinct cheers)

- (Breathing hard)
Yes!

- Great job, Jade!

- That was amazing! You did it!

- Ohh! Did you see that?!

(Caleb and Amy laugh,
Jade catches her breath)

Next up: all-around cowgirl!

- Woo!
- (Exhales heavily)

Amy: You rocked it.

- Yeah, you did.
It was awesome.

- It was pretty good, I'd say.
- Hey, hey, hey! Hold up.

Great ride out there.

You really got it down.

- Oh, even though she trained
on a broke horse and a steer?

- Amy, Honey, I gotta admit,

your training seems
to have helped.

In fact, I have never seen
anybody rise so far so fast.

- So we're sticking
to our deal?

I'm riding bareback
this weekend?

- Oh yeah. You're ready
to compete.

- Well, I'm gonna do more
than compete; I'm gonna win.

- (Laughs)

(Footsteps recede)

- Well... that's a wrap
on Caleb Odell.

- Stop talking.
You're not going anywhere.

- I gave you my letter
of resignation.

- Yeah, I got it and you
spelled resignation wrong.

Caleb, I can understand why
you might wanna leave riding.

You got a family now
you have to think of.

But what about all
the people that helped you

get to where you are?

Seems to me you might wanna
help the next generation.

You're a great coach.

I think it's kinda
selfish of you--

- Whoa... just,
just back up a sec.

Say that again.
- You're selfish.

- No, the part about me
being a great coach.

You mean that?

- Well, let me put it this way.

You're a much better coach

than you ever were
a competitor.

So, you're staying.

- Yeah.

Wait. Was that an insult
or a compliment?

(Door squeaks open)

(Door clangs shut)

- Hi.
- Hi.

- (Sighs) So, the other day,

I may have got a little
worked up and...

I was a little too harsh.

- You were right.

I was attracted to the all
the wrong things about rodeo -

crashes, the violence, the...
you know, all of it -

but I realize that there's
more to it than that.

- What changed your mind?

- I had a chat with that cowboy
that you work with, Caleb.

- Really?
Caleb got through to you?

- Well, partially.

See, I think, at some point,

my better instincts
as a photographer took over,

and when I went through
my roll,

past all those bloody
faceplants,

I came to a few images that,
I think,

might speak a little louder
to you.

So, I um...

I made you this.

- A whole book?

- Well, it's just one copy,

just for you.

(Birds chirp)

(Footsteps recede,
book taps lightly)

(Door clicks open)

(Door bangs shut)

(Gloves rustle
and thump lightly on the seat)

♪♪♪

(Page rustles)

(Page rustles)

♪♪♪

(Page rustles)

(Page rustles)

(Book lightly thumps shut)

(Book thuds)

(Door clicks open,
polish jar thumps)

- (Chuckles)
(Door thuds shut)

- Well, she's all fixed up
and good to go.

- Wow, that was fast.
Thank you.

- No problem.
- Are you sure?

'Cause I can't imagine
this was easy.

- Oh, no, it wasn't that hard.

Once I got the parts,

it was just a matter of puttin'
'em back together.

(Chuckles softly,
polish jar thumps)

- That's not what I'm talking
about, Grandpa.

I'm sure that this brought back
a lot of memories for you.

- Yeah.

- You know...

Ty used to always talk
about that motorcycle trip

that you took with him
to spread his father's ashes.

He wasn't sure that he
could've done it without you.

- Well...

you know, I didn't... didn't
really do anything. I...

I was just there.

- Exactly.

Just like you always
were for him.

I hope you know how much
that trip meant to Ty...

how much you meant to him.

- (Sniffs)

♪♪♪

(Emotional) You know...

I just hope that...

he knew how much
he meant to me,

because lately,

I've been thinking that...
(Polishing rag rubs)

that I didn't tell him enough.

- Hey...

you don't have to worry
about that.

Ty knew that he was the son
you never had.

And in case he didn't
tell you enough,

he considered you the father
that he never had.

(Swallowing hard)

You know, you...

how you have handled
all of this,

well, you're amazing.

(Footsteps scuff)

- I couldn't have done
this without you.

You have been so strong for me

and for everyone else
for so long.

And I have to admit,

I needed that.

But I'm in a better place now,

and...

you gave me the strength

to start to let go.

Maybe it's your turn.

- (Inhales slowly)

- And this bike?

You put way too much work
into this bike

for us to let someone else
cruise around on it.

- (Emotional chuckle)

- So we're keeping it.

- (Sniffs) I thought you
already decided.

- I changed my mind.

I've kept some things that...

remind me of Ty
in a special way,

and now I see that this bike
is that for you.

You keep saying
it's my decision.

Well, I've made it.

♪♪♪

(Emotional sigh, light pat)

(Light kiss)

(Distant chatter and laughter)

- Hey.
- Hi.

- Okay. I made this over
the fire,

just the way you like it.

- So does that mean
that you forgive me?

- (Grunts)
(Mug thumps)

That book that you made me...

that was incredible.

It was, it was amazing.
- So that's a yes?

- That's... yeah,
that's, that's a yes.

But can you forgive me for...

for the way I spoke to you?

- I don't know, it was pretty
over-the-top, Tim,

but...

maybe this'll um...

this'll help to put
the issue behind us.

(Kissing)

- Okay. I think we might
get past

the 15-minute coffee date
this time.

- I thought you had
a rodeo to get to.

- Right. Wanna come?

- Yeah, I do.

(Water pours)

- Hey, Grandpa,
you wanna go for a ride?

- That sounds nice.
Let me get Buddy tacked up.

(Hose thumps,
water shuts off)

(Helmet thuds)

- Nice jacket.

- I know it's a little cold,

but Ty would want someone
to be enjoying that bike.

♪ Looking out now ♪

♪ Everybody seems
to want to get away ♪

♪♪♪

♪ I hear a shout
and day is dark ♪

I can feel Ty watching over us.

- (Chuckles) Yeah.

And he's laughing his head off
at all this, isn't he?

- Definitely.
Both: (Chuckle)

♪♪♪

(Engine rumbles)

♪ Only one thing left to do ♪

- You good?
- Yeah.

♪ Embrace that ones
who stand by you ♪

♪ It's a call to arms ♪

(Motorcycle rumbles)

♪ It's a call to arms ♪

(Motorcycle rumbles)

♪♪♪

♪♪♪

♪♪♪