All language subtitles for 9-1-1.Lone.Star.S05E05.1080p.HEVC.x265

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)