- Previously, on Ride...
- So does my niece.
She's not your only fan in the family.
- Thank you. - I saw Valeria meet up
with Tucker Clarke last night.
You don't find it a little suspicious?
- Okay, I gotta see these moves.
Come on, cowboy, let's go!
- You must be freezing.
- Oh, thank you.
- Valeria has been promoted to co-foreman.
- I've never even heard of that before.
- Well, now you have.
- I told you these McMurray's were cursed.
- Now, the only curse we're suffering as far as I can tell
is allowing ourselves to be judged by people like you.
(birds chirping)
(soft country music)
- Get in, loser. We're doing chores.
- Chores, huh?
(chuckles)
(rock music)
Wonder if Kenny Bucknam's front lawn needs some tilling too?
(laughing)
- This is supposed to get your mind off the Gala.
Focus on something else.
You figured out what you're gonna do
for your mom's birthday yet?
Oh, you forgot?! - No, I didn't forget!
(laughing)
No. No, my mom, she hates her birthday, so...
I never know what to do when it... pops up.
- "Pops up", huh? - Yeah.
- Okay, move over, I'm driving while you brainstorm.
- Still here?
- Oh... hey. Morning.
- I brought you something.
- Mmm, read my mind.
Okay, shh...
- You left the light on all night.
- Oh. Well, Goldie's about to give birth.
- You always said a watched mare never foals.
- Yeah, well, she lost her last one
and I'm not gonna let that happen again.
- If you're worried, you should call the vet.
- No, he's out of town.
Look, I got this.
She's waxing, I checked her milk,
she should be ready to go in 24 hours.
- And you're just gonna stay up with her 'til she delivers?
- I was up for three straight days with you.
And that's when I was in the hot seat.
No pain meds either.
- Is that why I'm the favourite?
- You're all my favourites.
(chuckling)
Okay, alright, sweetie.
(phone rings)
- Oh.
Oh good, it's you.
- Wish everyone answered my calls like that.
- Oh, I'm convinced every time my phone rings
that it's Frontier, cutting me loose.
- On a Saturday?
- Yeah, you're right, I probably got like,
39 more hours.
- They're not gonna fire you.
You're all over their social media in a killer promo.
- Yeah, but not doing the trick they sent out
a film crew to shoot.
- Your riding is still impressive.
Which is why I was wondering,
do you do lessons?
- For you?
- No, for my niece, Sophie.
She's been begging.
- Oh, that's sweet.
I mean, I'm okay with it if you don't mind
getting a couple dirty looks.
- If I get to spend the day with you on the ranch...
- Hey, family meeting.
- I'm gonna have to call you back.
(line cutting) - Hello?
- Well done. - Oh!
(scoffs) - And where's Cash?
- I don't know!
(upbeat music)
(cheering)
(Valeria): Yee-haw!
(laughing)
Hang on! (Cash): Alright, hey, easy!
Hey, easy, whoa!
Woo-hoo!
Oh!
(laughing)
Yeah, as far as things that put the fear of God in me,
your driving's got Bullet beat.
(laughing) God!
- Oh shoot, we should... We should get back,
I don't want the other ranch hands to see me.
- Since when do you care what they think?
- Uh, since I became their boss.
- Shouldn't you care less? - Okay, spoken like a true dude.
What? Cash?
- There are many ways to be a boss and...
Look, I've seen you in action
and you choose the more, you know,
business-like, very serious.
I mean, even your voice dropped down.
(growls)
(laughing)
- What, so I should be more like Steve?
- No, gosh no.
Uh... be more like you.
- I don't even know who that is exactly.
- A cool, fun person.
- Even when I'm putting the fear of God in ya?
- Because you put the fear of God in me.
(laughing)
(phone notification)
- Alright.
- Tuck says he needs us at the stables.
- She hasn't slept at all? - Not a lick.
She's running on coffee and adrenaline.
- Hey, what's up? (Valeria laughing)
- Shh... - Oh.
- Where are you two coming from?
- Uh, ranch tours. (clears throat)
- Uh, let me guess, this is about mom's birthday?
- You remembered? - Remembered, reminded...
- Your mom pulled an all-nighter.
- And probably will again if Goldie doesn't deliver.
- Well, maybe tomorrow, we force her to relax.
It could be the best birthday present ever.
- I don't know about that.
She's never liked celebrating her birthday
and last year...
...and last year, she didn't even get out of bed.
- Yeah, that was... right after.
- You know, she's always celebrating everyone else.
Maybe we should celebrate her.
- My mom always had wild last-minute requests
for her birthday, so I got pretty good
at throwing things together. - Perfect!
We'll do like a little shindig.
- Oh yeah, great, so she can live out her nightmare scenario?
- Okay, we'll keep it small, low-key.
- Mom's not gonna leave Goldie's side.
- I could call Cody the farrier.
Bet you he could get her out of the stall.
- Great! Okay, well, I'll get decorations.
- And I'll get a cake. - Yeah!
- A low-key cake. - Yeah...
- Wait, what about Poker Sunday?
- What's Poker Sunday?
- Oh, it's this tradition that they started.
- That we started when you left.
- We could just do it after.
- Hey! (clears throat)
What in the world are y'all doing?
- We, uh... - Uh...
- Uh, nothing, just checking up on you and Goldie.
- Well...
You've seen us, now go back to whatever it is.
Off with you.
- Okay. - Alright.
- Okay, yeah, sorry.
(soft country music)
Thank you!
- Head up, eyes forward, honey.
Oh! Looks like someone special is having a birthday.
Lucky lady.
(sighing) - Hi, Mom.
(chuckling)
(**)
Thanks. (clears throat)
So, uh... Is the diner busy as usual?
- Yeah. Yeah, coffee's just as bad.
So, how has Isabel been?
- She's good.
- I haven't seen her in ages.
Since the funeral, I think.
- Mmm. Yeah, well...
We just wanted to make things festive.
You know, considering... Nothing big, just...
a small gathering, just family.
If you... wanna come, it's tomorrow night.
- Those dirt roads do a number on my car.
- Right.
- I heard you on that Desiree radio show.
That was quite something.
- Thanks.
- At least, all that pageant training
didn't go to waste.
(scoffs) - Oh, it didn't.
- Honey, why on earth are you still on that ranch?
- Mom, please-- - No, I'm just asking.
I mean, I don't know anything about your life,
what you're doing, if you have any plans...
- Of course, I have plans.
But because they don't involve techniques
on how to keep a swimsuit on me on stage,
I figured you didn't want to hear them.
- I wanna hear them.
- Okay. Um...
I'm coaching Cash.
- Coaching Cash on what?
- Bull riding. (sighing)
It's basically what I did for Austin.
- Yeah, and look where that got you.
- What is that supposed to mean?
- I just don't want you to repeat my mistakes.
Throw away your life on another cowboy
that's just gonna break your heart.
- Austin didn't break my heart, Mom.
He died.
And he was nothing like Dad.
- Yeah, well they're both still gone, aren't they?
(soft music)
- And you wonder why I never come around anymore.
- Missy, I just want what's best for you
and I wish you could see that.
- Yeah. Me too.
Thanks for the coffee.
(sighing)
- You're preparing for poker or the apocalypse?
- Monthly poker games are sacred around here.
Keep making jokes and you might lose your invite.
(scoffing)
- So, am I finally gonna meet the famous Valeria?
- No, she's not invited.
I went to go to apologize to her after what she said...
I found four fake IDs in her stuff.
- Are you gonna talk to her about it?
- Why? She won't tell us where she disappeared to for a year,
she lied about Tucker Clarke, she'll just lie about this too.
- So? - So our family deserves to know
what she's been up to.
- Just give her time.
It can be complicated going home.
- Is it complicated for you?
- I came here to be around the best of the best.
To train as hard as I can.
- You sound like Cash.
- Well, broncs are different from bulls,
but when you come from a small town,
there's always pressure.
But at least, you have each other, family to lean on.
And Valeria's part of that.
So, just think before you go...
blowing it up.
'Cause I wish I had half as much as you do.
- Well... at least for now,
you have me.
(phone notification)
The farrier's here. You wanna...
- I'll put this stuff away.
- I should... yeah.
(soft music)
Yeah, you'll be fine... But, Cody...
(clears throat)
- Cody? - Howdy, ma'am.
- I don't remember having any shoeings booked for today.
- Uh, I called him.
Samson's gait seems off.
- Yeah, I took a peek.
I think he's uh...
he's swivelling through the hocks.
- I hadn't noticed anything.
Um... didn't you just shoe him last week?
- It couldn't hurt to double-check? Right?
- Uh, yeah, Isabel,
I can't in good conscience
leave without you taking a look first.
(sighing) - Okay.
- I got it.
- So, you were a football player before you were a bullfighter?
- Mm-hmm. All state, three years running.
Could have gone pro.
- That was lucky for me. He saved my life 31 times.
- No, no, 32. - 32!
- Wait, wait, wait, hold on.
You were in the marines too?
- That's where we met.
Couple of ranchers from Colorado
sharing a foxhole halfway across the world.
- I found out he was a McMurray,
I knew exactly what I wanted my next gig to be.
I've dodged linebackers, bullets...
- Fists!
- Let's just say bulls don't scare me that much.
(grunting)
- How many lives you've lived, Nic?
- I can't tell you that.
Let's just say, the CIA would have my neck.
(sighing)
- CIA?
(laughing)
- Dang, he's gone gullible!
- Guys, there's like a lot of work to be done here.
You wanna help out?
- Yeah, Cash, what are you working on there?
(sighing) - Now, this is a gift for Mom.
A little, you know, outdoor rest and relaxation.
- We still playing poker tomorrow?
- Oh, uh... of course.
I got my eyes on these new pairs of chaps
and based off the way you fellas play,
I'm gonna have them. (chuckling)
- You got a pretty face, not a poker face, bud.
(chuckling) - Thank you.
- So, do you need a formal invite
to this poker game?
- Uh... sure, sure, yeah.
- Hmm... (clears throat)
- Do you know how to play?
(laughing)
(country music)
- Come on, buddy. There you go.
Yeah.
- His footfall looks fine.
- Yeah, so it is. Yeah.
- You know, uh... Cody,
I've been working with you for decades
and you've never once misdiagnosed anything.
- It's a pretty great track record.
Write me a Yelp review with that?
- Mm-hmm. - Anyway, the fact that I'm here
anyway... put me to work.
Maybe I can check in on Goldie or something.
- Did a certain son of mine put you up to this?
- What? Well... (scoffing)
- Cody. Come on.
(horse neighing)
- Listen, if Tuff asks, I didn't say nothing.
- If I needed help, I would ask for it.
- No, you wouldn't. (scoffs)
Listen, I know you've been up all night,
so how about I get you some coffee?
I've been hungry for scones anyway--
- You know what, if you bring me back a scone,
I swear on my life,
you'll never shoe another horse on this ranch.
- Fine, then. Blueberry muffins it is!
- No, I-- - Alright, yeah,
I'll figure out something for next time!
- Yah! (indistinct chatter)
(horses neighing)
Yeah, get in there, come on!
Get in there, come on!
- First time. You'll get the hang of it.
- Oh, at least one of us is riding well.
The arena's out my window. (clears throat)
- Yeah, okay.
Still not in time for Frontier, though.
- Well, at least you didn't make a public spectacle
of yourself at a gala.
- Yeah, that was pretty epic.
- Yeah, that way back when I used to think
I could rely on my killer riding moves.
(bull bellowing)
- The bulls are kind of knocking my confidence.
- Stop, you're fine.
Seriously.
(bull bellowing)
- Hey, where did you go, end of the night?
- Uh... I went for a walk.
You?
- Yeah, same.
- Okay. Yeah. - Yeah.
- I should, uh... get going. - Yeah, yeah.
Uh, hey, don't stress, today.
You'll settle. - Yeah.
- I mean, if I were them and you showed up
with a six pack and some money burning a hole in your pocket,
I would be impressed.
And if they're not, that's their problem.
- Hmm.
Now, that is cake.
- I know, I wanted it to feel like a celebration.
Though, I did invite my mother.
- Oh.
(laughing) - I ran into her
outside of Eloise's, and it was so awkward,
I just blurted out the invitation.
Though, I highly doubt she's gonna show up.
(scoffing) - I don't know.
Connie is full of surprises.
- We had coffee afterwards and it did not go well.
She says I'm wasting my life on another McMurray boy.
- Wait, she thinks you're with Cash?
- What? No. She just...
She thinks that I'll never move on.
Argh, she just... she gets under my skin.
She's never cared what I wanted.
- Hmm. - Oh.
Sorry, I shouldn't have...
- No, look, just 'cause I didn't have a mom,
doesn't mean you can't vent about yours.
I hate to say this, but she might have a point.
You're so busy taking care of these McMurrays.
You're allowed to focus on you too.
- Right.
- I'm gonna stash these in the barn.
- Okay, here, put these in there.
- I'mma take this with me. (laughing)
(soft music)
(Gus): Hello? - Hey.
- Oh, hey. - Um, how's tomorrow?
For you and Sophie.
(owl hooting in distance)
- Three, two, one...
- Oh! (laughs)
Oh, is it midnight already?
- Happy birthday, Mama.
- Oh... Tuff. (sighing)
What did you do?
Sleepytime Tea? Very funny.
- There's also three pounds
of Whole Bean Coffee waiting for you,
but you're not getting any of it
'til you get a full night's sleep.
- No.
I haven't had a full night's sleep in over a year
so this isn't gonna do squat.
(sighing)
I suppose Cody was also a gift of yours?
I don't want gifts, you know that.
- You do so much for all of us.
- Well, that's a mama's job.
- And at some point, it's our job
to take care of you too.
- Are you saying I'm old?
- No, I'm not saying you're old.
It's not about age.
We just...
want you to know how much we appreciate you.
- Well, thank you, but I don't need gifts for that.
- Maybe not. - I just need my Goldie
over here to have a healthy child.
Foal. (laughing)
Wow.
You know what I mean.
(sighs)
(soft country music)
(bellowing)
(metal squeaking)
- Alright, that was better.
You still got time for a run and some circuits before lunch.
- Hey, guys, take five.
I uh...
I thought we were gonna do that together.
- Yeah, I just...
I got something to do today.
But hey, don't let yesterday's ride spook you.
You're in good shape.
- Missy!
- Hi!
- Sorry to interrupt.
Someone insisted we get here early.
- Welcome to the McMurray ranch.
Are you ready for some trail riding?
- Mm-hmm! - Okay, let's go look
at the horses this way.
(chuckling)
- It's a trail ride, huh?
Are you still scoping our land, Gus?
- Don't worry, today is not about business.
It's just pleasure.
- Gus is here? - Yeah.
- You can't tell me that's Missy's birthday gift to Mom.
- She wants to give him and his niece riding lessons.
- Listen, speaking of "fake covers"...
- Oh, so you do think it's a cover?
- I mean, you're not buying the riding lesson thing either.
- I'm not. No.
You figure out what we're gonna tell Mom
about why she doesn't have to cook dinner tonight?
- Not yet. But I am glad we're doing something.
Last night, she called Goldie's fowl a "child".
- Ah...
- This horse's name is Sunny.
Here, you put your palm out flat.
Yeah, just like that.
There we go.
Now you guys are best friends!
- Can we buy a ranch like this, uncle Gus?
- Believe me, I'm trying, kiddo.
I'm kidding. (laughing)
- You are going to love it here.
We have a whole bunch of cows.
We have a whole field of sheep.
- Wow. - And, best part,
we have a treehouse by the river.
I used to play there so much, I used to call it home.
- Did you ever sleep in it?
- All the time. It was terribly uncomfortable.
(laughing)
That's how much I love this ranch.
You and uncle Gus are ready to ride?
- Yeah. - Yeah.
- Yeah! Here, let's get that helmet on you.
(soft music)
First, we're gonna follow the river.
It's a big straight line, and then to the left
is that treehouse I told you about.
- Uncle Gus, it's so pretty!
- It sure is, kiddo.
(**)
- So at that point, we'd been separated from our unit
for three whole days.
- That's right. We were so thirsty,
we would have done anything for some water.
- Yeah, well speak for yourself,
I could've used a beer.
- How's this?
Mind if I join?
- No, no, of course not.
- Thanks. Hi, I'm Val.
- Hey, I'm Julian.
- Oh, you're that hunky bronc rider
I've heard so much about.
- I've heard a lot about you as well.
- Hmm.
- So, how do we do this?
- You don't know how to play poker?
- No, but I did watch some games online.
It looks like a lot of fun.
(scoffing) - Sure is.
So what are we playing, boys?
- Five card draw.
- Cool, who's dealing?
- It's all you.
- Hmm.
(sighing)
Alright.
How about a no limit bet, winner takes all.
You can check, but only if there are no bets on the table.
And if you call, you gotta match the bet.
And just for fun, deuces wild.
- Dang, girl!
(chuckling)
(horse neighing)
- Can I give Sunny something to eat?
- For sure. Why don't you give one to Whisky and Pepper too
so they don't get jealous?
(chuckles)
- She's in heaven right now.
- Yeah, I remember being that age.
Horses were magical back then.
I guess I still kinda think they are.
- That must be nice.
Finding out what you're passionate about so young.
- Yeah, it wasn't without its bumps.
My mom, she hated horses.
She wanted me to dazzle on a stage.
- Oh, so you're a rebel, then.
I should take a page out of your playbook.
- Ah! - My parents hate the idea
of me buying a ranch.
They want me in a corner office,
but... sometimes, knowing what you don't want
helps you figure out what you do.
That's what I'm hoping. - Mm-hmm.
- So, what was it about trick riding
that made you fall in love with it?
- Oh, it's just something about...
...that rush of adrenaline you get
from dragging off a galloping horse.
- So, you're a rebel and an adrenaline junkie.
- Yeah, that makes me sound a little more excited
than I actually am.
- Um, I can see why Sophie's enamored.
(soft music)
Where is Sophie?
- I don't know. Sophie?
- Sophie?
- Cash, I've never seen you fold so fast.
What are you pinching your pennies for?
- Maybe he's got himself a little lady friend?
- I did hear sparks were flying
when he danced with Barbara Sutton.
(laughing)
- I'm just trying to be focused.
I got my eyes on this sponsorship.
- Are you sure you're a bull rider?
(laughing) - Or maybe I like to keep
my options open.
Huh? I got a great poker face.
- Call or bet? What's it gonna be?
- Just give me a second.
(laughing)
- Guess now would be a bad time to mention
I never lose at poker.
- Yeah, I don't know if I believe that.
- Neither did the guy I played in Utah.
- Why were you in Utah?
- When I ran out of gas,
the only way I could get home was to win some cash
in a game of five card draw.
I played this cowboy,
cleaned him out but he refused to pay up.
Insisted I was cheating.
- So what did you do?
- Well, man was 6'6 and 290. Nothing I could do.
'Til I got to the parking lot
where he had parked his brand new dually
that he conveniently just filled up.
- You siphoned it? - Gas fumes are horrible
for your lungs.
- Oh please, I'm a lady.
I siphoned it using two hoses.
A quick puff into one, pressurized the tank
and the gas flows right on out the other.
- I've never heard of that.
- You've never heard of a lot of things.
(laughing) - It's just science, dude.
Anyway, it didn't cover what he owed me,
but it did get me to Salt Lake for my next barrel race.
- Funny how you can know someone your whole life
and they still surprise you.
I'm all in.
- Oh, oh, oh! (whistles)
- Big spender! - Alright.
(Tuff clears throat)
- Call. - Whoa!
Four of a kind.
- Look at that. - Flush!
Womp, womp...
(chuckles) - Aww...
Don't look so glum, Tuff.
I'll take my winnings
and everyone out here for a beer.
(cheering)
- Love you, Val!
- Sophie! - Sophie!
- This isn't funny!
Come out if you're hiding!
Sophie!
- She's not here.
- I should have kept a closer eye.
- No, I distracted you. - We got lost on this ranch
all the time as kids and we always got home safe.
- Yeah, and Nic and the other ranchers are already looking.
- Okay, look, we'll find her.
The important thing is that we don't panic.
- Okay, stick to your buddy
and go in your assigned directions.
- Okay, I'll go back to the stables,
just in case she turns up there and everyone,
just remember to keep your phones on.
- And we were worried about Mom's birthday
being triggering without her having to search for a lost kid.
- Maybe we should cancel the shindig?
- What, shindig?
(sighing)
- Hey, I come in peace. - Hi...
- Check my pockets, not a single baked good on me.
- Uh...
- What's wrong?
- There's a little girl lost on the ranch.
And...
Ugh, I said I'd stay here in case she came this way.
- Well, I got Trigger in the trailer and I can cover
a lot of ground. - No, no, no, there's already
a bunch of people out there looking for her. It's...
(sighs)
- Alright, I'll sit back here with you.
After all, you've got a pregnant mare in there.
Not that you can't handle it.
- Alright, well...
As long as you distract me.
(sighing)
There's a million places she could be.
And the river is sky high this time of year.
- You know, there's still a lot of time,
there's plenty of light left.
Don't worry, they're gonna find her.
(sighing)
- You know, ranch life is...
not for the faint of heart.
It's just... it gets to me sometimes more than others.
- It's understandable.
- And my kids!
My kids... think that I'm overworked,
half-crazed, so they planned this shindig...
(indistinct chatter)
Shindig, I don't know... - Isabel, wait...
Is it your birthday? It is! - Oh! Oh, no.
Come on, not you too!
- What's wrong with acknowledging your birthday?
- A lot! - Really?
- Yes.
- You know, all I know...
...is that...
you know, the bad times,
they make the good times better.
This is really just about your kids.
They wanna celebrate you.
(scoffing)
- Sophie! - Sophie!
- I know you think I shouldn't say anything,
that I should maintain the peace...
I'm not feeling very peaceful right now.
The more I get to know Valeria, the more I realize...
I don't know anything about her.
Poker, swindling that guy...
And now she's all buddy-buddy with Cash.
- You really are the family bullfighter.
Have to protect everyone.
But no one asked you.
Except to help look for this little girl.
- Sophie!
- She's not in here.
(sighing)
She's gonna be fine.
One time, Austin and me were out here for days
and no one sent a search party after us.
- Well, she didn't grow up on this ranch.
- Right. She grew up in a mansion with a maid
serving her breakfast.
- Okay, she didn't ask to be born into that life.
And she's not prepared for whatever's out here.
- I feel sick about this. - Missy--
- No, I was blabbing on and on because--
- I should have mentioned something to you.
Sophie hasn't been having an easy time at home.
My sister Laura, she's been dating somebody
for about six months and now they're talking marriage.
That's part of why I wanted to bring her out
to the ranch today.
I don't know, she seems to love it here so much,
maybe she doesn't wanna leave.
- The treehouse. Wait, I was telling Sophie
about the treehouse that I used to sleep in
when I would run away.
You stay here, in case I'm wrong.
Come one. (tongue clicking)
Let's go.
(fast-paced music)
Sophie!
(tongue clicking)
Whoa, whoa.
Sophie?
Come here, boy, come here.
Sophie, if you're up there, just stay put, okay? I'm coming.
- I'm up here!
(soft music)
- There you are!
You had us all worried, little miss!
Are you hurt?
No?
I gotta get you back home, Soph.
- I don't wanna go home.
- You know...
Your uncle Gus,
he told me that your mom is getting married.
It's excited.
- Not for my dad.
- Yeah, I know it's hard.
My parents split up too, you know?
And I loved both my mom and dad,
but they just didn't seem to like each other all that much.
The thing about parents
is that they need you as much as you need them.
And running away...
That only makes them scared and if you run away a lot,
that scared feeling might never go away.
- I don't want them to be scared.
- Yeah, I know you don't.
(**)
(indistinct mumbling)
- Be safe, be safe... - Uncle Gus!
- You, come here! Oh my gosh!
I'm so glad you're safe.
Made me worried sick. Ah!
Thank you. - Yeah, of course.
- I'm sorry. - No, don't be.
I had a good time.
Given the circumstances.
- Yes, so did I.
I'd like to see you again. If you're okay with that.
- Oh, thank God!
Oh, are you okay?
We were so worried about you. Where did you go?
- To the treehouse! (laughing)
- Hey! Missy, glad you found her.
Goldie foaled.
- I should get Sophie back.
- I'm gonna-- - I'll be there in a second.
- Let's go. - Uh, hey.
Um...
I would be okay seeing you again.
(chuckling)
- Did you hear that? (Sophie laughing)
I say, you hear that?!
(soft music)
- See?
Sometimes, doing nothing's the best thing you can do.
- Yeah. I know.
Mmm.
But I am not getting in the hammock anytime soon.
- I got it covered. (laughing)
- At least someone's enjoying it.
- I...
I don't believe we've met.
- Mom, this is Julian. Julian, this is my mother.
- Happy birthday, Mrs. McMurray.
- You can call me Isabel.
- Alright, should we start figuring out
what we're gonna do about-- - No, I don't want anything.
No presents or nothing. - I just meant food.
- Food, Mom. (clears throat)
- Oh. Okay. (laughing)
Well, let me see what I have.
- I can always eat.
- Ah, this day, such a crazy day.
(singing together): Happy birthday to you!
- Stop, stop, stop singing!
I can handle the cake, just not the song.
- Okay, but at least make a wish.
- Make it a good one.
- Mmm.
(cheering)
- You must have wished for flowers!
These are from all of us.
- And there's plenty of food too.
- I wish you didn't do this.
But I am glad you did. I... - Aww...
- Thank you. - Happy birthday, Mama.
- To the best mom anyone could ask for.
- To the woman who taught me how to ranch, how to hunt,
how to be stubborn. - Oh yeah.
- And to the woman who gave me the best home I ever had.
(chuckling) - Cheers!
- Hey, happy birthday, Mom. - Thank you.
Connie.
(laughing, indistinct chatter) - Yeah, it was a hard drive.
Great party.
Happy birthday.
- It's been a long time, Connie.
It's nice of you to stop by.
- Glad my daughter invited me to the ranch for once.
- You know, you're always welcome.
- Yeah, that's what she kept saying.
(Valeria): Want to bring those balloons over here?
- Look at her. She's still standing strong
after all this time.
After all she's been through.
You must have done something right.
- You're sure that was me, not you?
- Come on, now. We both know how hard it is to be a mom.
No need to keep score.
- Easy to say when you're the one who's winning.
- Alright, look. Um...
Can I offer you a beer? Come on in.
- Uh, white wine.
- Uh, okay.
(indistinct chatter)
- Isabel. Isabel, I'm so sorry,
I did not think she was gonna-- - It's fine!
- It's not fine. I didn't mean to ruin your birthday
more than I already have. - You didn't ruin anything.
And neither did she. Look, it's nice that she came.
Besides, a little birdie told me it's good to let people
do nice things for you every once in a while
Here. Go talk to your mama.
- She's not coming over here to talk to me.
- Somebody needs to make the first move.
Go. Go.
(sighing)
- Mom.
Hey.
I'm glad you came.
- You never were very good at fibbing.
- I'm not fibbing.
You don't think I miss you?
- Darling, you've been trying to run away from me
since you were old enough to walk.
- Just because I ran to this ranch,
doesn't mean I was running away from you.
- I poured everything I had into you.
I gave you every option. - Except for this one.
- And that's the problem, Mom.
You can't just love 99 % of me.
You have to love all of me or it doesn't feel like love.
- Of course I love all of you.
(sighing) When you married Austin,
I kept my mouth shut.
When he died, I went to the funeral
and I kept my mouth shut.
No parent wants to see their kid in that much pain.
I just wanted to be there for you.
And you cried on Isabel's shoulder.
- Mom, I...
I don't know what to say.
We were both grieving Austin.
She had just lost her child.
- Yeah.
And there's no worse pain.
I should go. Long drive back.
- Oh. Oh, okay, I'll walk you out.
- I need a car wash and a realignment
every time I make this trip.
- Yeah, that's why God invented trucks.
(scoffing) - Yeah.
I know you don't want my advice, but as long as you're here,
I am worried that you're always
gonna be in the shadow of a McMurray.
- Mom.
I...
Drive safe.
(soft music)
(engine starting)
- About what I said at poker, I'm...
I'm not keeping my options open.
I mean, it's not like I have a girl in every town.
- That's cool, I mean, you can if you want.
No one's stopping you.
- I don't like that look in your eyes.
- She's got her hooks in him.
- Her hooks?
- I can't help it.
I'll be right back. - Tuff.
(indistinct chatter, laughing)
- That's why I like them. - Carrots?
(laughing) - Anyway. Hmm...
- Well. I guess I should be hitting home.
- Oh. Uh, thank you for everything.
Um... And you were right.
I did need a distraction.
- I think I needed one too.
Well...
Happy birthday, Isabel.
- Thanks.
- You know what? Um...
I think I'll follow you out.
- Just gonna check on Goldie. I know what you're doing.
- Yes, I am. Yes, I am!
- You don't have to explain yourself.
- I know, I know, I just...
I um...
I'm not usually very good at...
(sighing)
I like to have fun.
I like to laugh.
(laughing)
- Yeah, I like to laugh too.
- So yeah, I think we should, you know,
we should go mud-bogging again.
- Okay. Let's go mud-bogging.
- Val, it's time we talk.
- Uh, can it wait? - No, it can't.
- Just, you know, a little later, Tuff.
What are... What are these?
Fake IDs? What is...
- You had no right to go through my stuff.
- Yeah, maybe not.
But we've been through too much for me not to do everything
I can to protect this family.
(tense music)
- Hey, Tuff. - She lied to us
about Tucker Clarke, you won't believe a word I say,
what am I supposed to do?
A whole year and she won't say one word
about where she's been and now this?
She owes us an explanation.
- An explanation about what? - What's going on?
- Nothing. This is between Cash, Valeria and I.
- No, she should hear this. You all should.
I mean, I left you all in the lurch, right?
Least I could do is give you an explanation.
I was in dept to Tucker Clarke.
- Tucker Clarke? - What kind of dept?
- Gambling, I...
Poker.
He was getting angry. That's why I had to leave
the way that I did.
- Why didn't you just tell us, V?
- I was ashamed.
- Why fake IDs? - Wait, fake IDs?
- Look, I used them on the road, okay?
I didn't want Tucker to find me
before I could get the cash to pay him back.
- Okay, well, are you still in debt?
- No. No, I...
I spent the last year earning enough to pay him.
Look, I only play for beer money, now, I swear.
- Alright.
- I'm sorry that you felt
like you had to hide all this from us.
And I'm sorry that it had to come out this way.
Everything's out in the open now.
It's okay, it's okay, come here.
(breathing shakily)
(soft music)
(maid): Estella!
Miss Estella!
- Coming!
(soft piano music)
- She's ready to see you.
(sighing)
(**)
- I love you, Mommy.
- I love you too, mija.
(crying softly)
(**)
(sighing)
(soft piano music)
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