Man: Shh, shh, shh.
Push, push.
I'll be home late.
It's so early.
Yeah. It's gonna be a long day.
You look torn.
Should you go to work...
Or should you lie on top of me?
God don't like me enough to give me you in the morning
and a peaceful afternoon in the same day.
Me in the morning...
Or peace in the afternoon.
- Hmm. - That's a tough choice.
I'd hate to be in your shoes.
Hmm.
Don't get up. Stay as long as you want.
Hey, baby, I wish some bronc'd break my back,
so I could lay in bed all day
bumping fuckin' uglies 'til noon.
Don't that sound nice?
- Just a matter of time. - It ain't happening.
It's one hundred percent happening.
See? This is how you get your eyeball poked out
at 3:00 in the morning.
When the fuck did the bunkhouse become paradise island?
C'mon, Lloyd. You've got to be kidding me.
She's old enough to vote and buy bullets.
Don't be blaming me for her bad judgment.
Get these goddamn barrel racers out of here
before the whole bunkhouse is carrying their groomed bag to the rodeo
and feeding their sausage dogs like fucking assholes.
Hey, we're not freeloaders.
If you want to put us to work, we can work.
Jimmy, get your shit together. You're with me today.
Go get that 5-year-old sorrel out of that stall.
Mia: I'll get him.
Rip: Hmm.
Where you taking him?
I'm tired of trying to ride the rodeo out of this son of a bitch.
I'm taking him to Hamilton and he can buck all he wants there.
Can I come?
No, it's not a fucking road trip.
He's too busted up to help you. I can help.
She doesn't have to do that. I'm just being...
Who is that, Jimmy?
It's, uh, Mia. She's my girlfriend.
It's gonna be one of these fucking days, isn't it?
I should have never got out of bed.
Go get your ass in the truck.
Mia: What do y'all want to listen to?
Rip: The air conditioning.
- No music? - No music.
Strong silent type. I like it.
Kayce: Looks like he used dogs.
Made an alley with panels.
Ryan: Looks like cows and calves.
I'll call the sale barn.
Did you brand those calves yet?
Ear tags?
Nothing.
Well, if he's smart, he'll change the brand on those cows
and drive 'em to north Dakota.
But he's gonna wanna sell those calves right now.
Ryan, why don't you take the sale barn in three forks.
You take lewistown, I'll take billings.
This is livestock agent hendon.
May I speak to the auction manager?
There's no court filing that changes power of attorney
for the dutton ranch for John dutton.
Well, then she used Schwartz & meyer's attorneys
and they filed it in salt lake.
Does that make it invalid here?
No, but it does muddy the water.
Oh, and elections division needs a certified copy
of your birth certificate.
Okay, that's fine.
I can't sign for it. Has to be you.
They can get it for you downstairs.
Can it wait until after the meeting?
They said it must be on file to ratify your appointment.
I think they want it done before the meeting.
Okay.
Woman: Driver's license and social security card?
- Schwartz & meyer? - Yep.
- Didn't we replace a... - Yep.
You know, I'd double pane that.
Was thinking the same thing.
Great minds, buddy. Great minds.
Seem to be doing a lot of that lately.
A lot of what?
Whole lot of staring into nothing.
I have decisions to make that take time.
Take a lot of thought.
The world just got a little too fast, honey.
We need to find a way to slow it down.
Not sure the world does slow down, dad.
It does if you know how.
You're going to have to teach me that trick.
You're gonna marry him, aren't you?
Maybe.
If he asks me.
Yes.
He won't ask you, honey.
Why not?
Not because he doesn't want to,
but because he'll never ask me for your hand,
and he'll never ask you without doing that.
He wouldn't want to put me in that position,
even though he isn't putting me anywhere.
He just won't do it, honey, so if it's what you want,
you're gonna have to do the asking yourself.
Are you saying you'd be okay with that?
Are you asking me to be okay with it?
Can he have my hand, daddy?
Do you love him?
Makes you happy?
Since the moment I met him.
Well, hap...
Happy is all I've ever wanted for you, sweetheart.
You... you give him your hand if he gives you that.
Thank you, daddy.
I'm sorry, Beth.
Sorry for what?
That you thought you couldn't come to me.
That you thought I'd be ashamed
or you'd be in trouble for it...
Or whatever you thought.
I am the one safe person in this world
that you can turn to, Beth, for anything.
And it breaks my heart I didn't make you know that.
I know it now.
And now is all that matters.
Woman: Boy, you made me work for this one.
Oh, yeah? How'd I do that?
You didn't tell me you were adopted.
Because I'm not.
This isn't me.
What the fuck is this?
You were adopted.
I'm gonna save you three days on the Internet
trying to figure out why your family lied to you.
This is what took me so long.
- This is a criminal court record. - Mmm-hmm.
Jamie: What...
What...
Woman: One thing I've learned behind this desk?
Most people believe they're doing the right thing.
Even though they ain't.
I wouldn't go too hard on your dad on this one.
I wouldn't want you to know that either.
Not now.
- Uh, but the meeting... - Not now.
Wait.
Contact the bureau of prisons,
find out if this man has been paroled.
If he has, I want his address, his phone number,
his place of employment and everything, okay?
Okay, I'll get right on it.
Who the fuck are you?
Hey, rip, where'd you get yourjacket?
Uh, Murdoch's, I believe, in Dillon.
Mia: Is it a filson?
- I don't know. - I mean, it kinda looks like a filson.
I really like them shortjackets like that.
They look hot on a girl?
You know what I think looks hot?
When a girl wears a jacket like it's a shirt.
Like, nothing underneath, just the jacket.
I think that's sexy.
If you think about it, it's sexy when men wear
exactly what they're supposed to wear,
but for girls, it's sexy to wear what you're not supposed to wear.
I don't know. I wonder why that is.
I guess it's the taboo of it, ya know?
Oh, shit, these are kerry kelley spurs!
Whoo, I bet these sons of bitches
sing all the way down the barn alley.
God damn. You need to get you some of these.
- How much are they? - They're like a thousand dollars.
Thousand dollars.
Hey, cool shit ain't cheap and cheap shit ain't cool, okay?
Some kerry kelley spurs, and a Bob marrs saddle...
You may not be a cowboy, but by god, you'll look like one.
Hey, if y'all were on a desert island
and could only listen to one song
for the rest of your life, what would it be?
And remember, that son of a bitch is gonna play
twenty-four-seven from the heavens
like a fucking rain storm.
I would choose turtles all the way down by sturgill Simpson, personally.
Man, I would lay buck-ass naked on the sand
and listen to that song and pray the rescue boat never finds me.
You know that song, rip?
Hmm? What song?
Turtles all the way down?
Let me play it for ya, you're gonna love it.
Yes, Mia, you know what? Put on some music.
Won't that be nice, Jimmy?
Some music would be nice, wouldn't it?
I swear, you're going to love it.
Right.
I've seen Jesus play with flames
in a lake of fire I was standing in
hey, come here. Come here.
When we get back to the ranch, I'm gonna kill you.
With my bare fucking hands, Jimmy.
I'm gonna kill you for this.
Met Buddha yet another time
showed me a glowing light within
I thought you moved to salt lake.
I did. Then I moved here.
Had enough of la, huh?
Yeah, when bearded hipsters started riding scooters
to work, I got the fuck out of there.
I hate that place.
This market equities thing.
It's a real pickle.
Are you advising them now?
The chairman.
We find ourselves on the same side.
Really?
Oh, this could be interesting.
Do you know Willa Hayes?
I've never met her.
You have a tiger by the tail with that one.
I've grabbed them before.
She's gonna get you fired. You know that, right?
I'm pretty hard to get rid of.
What about your brother? Can he be trusted?
I wouldn't buy water from that motherfucker
if I was in the desert.
Good to know.
To win this, we're gonna have to get dirty.
I stay dirty.
Good.
Once I was a dyin' breed
chewing on an ancient leaf
before we took the notion
to keep up with the times
To leave 'em all behind
chisel to the paper
wow...
There's rodeo on the weekends, Jimmy,
there's rodeo for a living,
and then there's business rodeo.
This here is the business rodeo.
What's going on?
You boys got a rank one, huh?
Yep. Where you want him at?
Drop him off in the arena.
We'll stick him in the chute and see what he can do.
All righty.
Holy shit, that's sid steiner.
Ever met a world champion before, Jimmy?
Well, now you have.
Rip: Your boy going pro this year?
Sid: Year after next.
He messing around with those high school rodeos?
Naw, rip. We're gonna hold off
until he can take a shot at the big show.
That's when they'll find out what he's made of.
You ready?
Keep fighting, keep fighting, keep fighting!
Keep going!
- Keep fighting. - Get off.
- Jesus. - Mmm-hmm.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Sid: There is a cowboy.
Well, what do you think?
He bucks pretty good, rip, but he's no rodeo horse.
I'll give you a few grand for him,
but that's just because it's you.
Boss just wants him off the feed bill. I don't want to slap him on yours.
Tell you what, we can keep getting on him
'til he doesn't want to buck anymore, if that helps you any.
I'll take care of it. I appreciate it, sid.
- Appreciate you, rip. - You got it.
Mia: He didn't want the horse?
Don't buck hard enough.
Wait, he's saying that horse doesn't buck hard enough?
Evidently not, Jimmy. Let's go.
Rip: Jimmy.
That horse bucked off everyone at the ranch.
Already bucked me off twice.
Rip: Mmm-hmm.
Jimmy: That steiner kid stuck to it like a fucking band-aid.
Rip: Yeah.
That boy's been riding sheep since when he was four, Jimmy.
Steers since he was seven.
Not to mention, he's got three world champions in his family
to teach him.
And he could still die.
I want you to think about that.
What is this?
What, this is your way of telling me not to rodeo?
It's my way of showing you why you shouldn't.
What you do with what I show you, Jimmy...
I'll leave that to you. Come on.
Hey.
You ever seen him before?
Man: No.
Stop.
Put it in park or I'll drag you across the whole fucking state.
Ah!
Meet me at the sale barn in billings.
I got him.
Did you do this alone?
Oh, yeah?
Ahhh!
I want a name and an address.
And if you lie to me again,
I'll stop hitting you and I'll start beating you.
You understand me?
Yeah.
Doc letting you eat steak again?
Got a clean bill of health, Maggie.
I can eat whatever the hell I want.
You still like it rare?
Yeah, just pull it out of the cooler,
whisper fire, and...
Put it on my plate.
I don't believe in coincidences.
One thing you aren't is stupid.
And you having the audacity to set foot in this state again,
much less work on the land beside mine...
My best guess is that your boyfriend in prison
fucked all the common sense right out of you.
Nice to see you have a child who lived, Wade.
He sure drew the short straw
when it came to you for a father though.
I gave you a job,
a place to call home for the rest of your life
and you stole the one thing a fucking cowboy doesn't steal.
And now you're here.
And you ain't stupid.
Wade: I'm here because I was hired to be here
and you can not like that all you want.
Hell, maybe that's the reason they hired me in the first place.
Anytime you want to wrestle a bear instead of a cub,
you can pick the barn, John.
I'll meet you behind it.
Wade.
You have something that belongs to me.
Come and get it.
I plan to.
Oh, shit! Fuck.
This fucking day.
Want to fucking play games with me?
You want to fucking...
He seems really mad.
Like, I mean, wow, that is one mad, fucking man right there.
I think inside the truck is the safest place for us.
Jimmy, put that fucking horse away.
Hey, don't blame me. I gave you a choice.
Well, this has a "first chink in the armor" feel to it.
Rip: Mmm. Mmm.
A little better?
Not yet.
So, dear. How was your day?
Huh?
Well, my day was illuminating.
Come sit with me.
What's that?
Um, the proper term for it would be a juxtaposition.
I don't know what that means, Beth.
I know, baby.
Rip: Oh, look at that. Hmm.
Looks like an o-ring.
Oh, you're half-way right.
I didn't think you were a diamonds and gold kinda girl.
Know what I mean?
Yeah.
I don't need presents, Beth.
Justyou.
Well, that's what it means.
It means that you...
That you have me, that I'm yours.
It means "come live your life with me,"
and the only thing I ask is that you outlive me
so I never have to live another day without you.
I can try and do that.
Okay.
It's settled.
We're getting married.
Married, huh?
Yeah, baby. I'm asking you to marry me.
Will you do that?
I mean, I...
I would have to ask your father though.
It's handled.
I spared you the indignity.
So what do you say?
I mean, I...
I woulda liked some diamonds, actually.
Is that a yes?
Beth, I can't go to no courthouse.
There's no record I even exist on this planet.
Yeah, well,
a marriage license, that's just a contract.
Okay? That's just business.
We ain't going into business together.
So marriage to me is...
You take me in front of those mountains,
in front of my family,
my friends...
I don't have any friends, but should I make one,
you would stand in front of them
and you would tell them that there is no more you and I.
There's only us.
I can do that.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
- See the brands? - I did.
Livestock officer, open up.
Open the door.
Watch the front. Take the back.
Get off the wall.
- What? - Get off the fucking wall.
Turn your chest to the wall.
Ahhh!
You gonna live?
That's why I told you to turn your chest to the wall.
If he would've hit you in the side,
we'd be scooping you into a body bag with a shovel...
That's pretty fucking descriptive.
- Can you get up? We ain't done. - Yeah.
I'd call for ems, but I can't reach for my radio, kayce.
It's okay, come here. Come here. Back slow.
Dispatch, this is one-one-zero, code 3.
Two officers down, multiple GSW.
Send ems and all available units to my 20.
Man: Copy one-one-zero.
- You all right, man? - Yeah.
Just stay still.
- Please advise if your 20 has changed. - Twenty is the same.
Jamie: You always preached the truth.
You said it's all a man has.
His word.
Judge him by nothing else.
Are there different rules forjudging you?
Or is some other definition of truth that I'm unaware of?
You know the truth and what it means.
All right, I don't know the truth.
I just know lies.
I know the lie you told me every day of my life.
And worse, if that's possible,
the lie you had me tell you.
Every. Day. Of my life.
What lie is that, son?
That. That's the lie.
You called me son, and you made me call you father.
Sit down.
You don't get to tell me what do to anymore.
Then get the fuck out of my house.
You can sit in my living room or you can leave it.
Those are your options.
When a bull breeds a cow, we don't call the calf its son.
The bull is the sire. The calf is its offspring.
That's all.
The cow, well, she...
She is the mother, because she fed it, protected it,
cared for it, loved it.
She deserves to be called mother.
But the bull, he's...
He's just a bull.
That's all. And that's all he'll ever be.
Your mother never got a chance to love you.
You were three months old when he beat her to death
with a shower head.
The woman who loved you and fed you
and protected you was my wife.
And me.
I protected you.
I taught you. I guided you.
I gave you love and kindness
and everything your future was guaranteed to be without.
So you can call me whatever you want, Jamie.
But I will call you son
because I have earned the right.
And earning it has been the hardest thing I've ever done.
Did you know him?
Yeah, I knew him.
And when he married the woman who gave birth to you,
we all begged her not to do it because we knew.
But I guess she thought she could save him.
Why she wanted to bother in the first place,
I don't know.
I don't know how to explain the chemistry of attraction.
The thing that drives us to do the very thing that will kill us.
I can't explain it to you, because I don't understand it myself.
But you are in a unique position, Jamie.
Pretty much everyone at one point or another,
whetherjust mad or curious,
wonders what life would be like with different parents.
You actually have the opportunity to choose.
You're a resourceful man, son.
So, if he's still alive, I'm sure you can find him.
And you can look into his black fucking heart.
His rotten...
You can look into his eyes, Jamie, and you get to choose.
You can choose who you call father.
Goddamn, I'm tired.
In my soul, I still feel young.
In here, I feel 16.
In my heart, I just feel...
So damn tired.
I never thought I'd be tired of living
while I was still strong enough to do it.
Goodnight, son.