Ransom Canyon

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Previously on Ransom Canyon...

- What's he doing at Crossroads? - His criminal record is sealed.

He's hiding something.

I need to get some answers.

Don't be with him. Be with me.

Maybe some things are just meant to be left in the past,

no matter how beautiful they are.

Or could have been.

I wasn't sure if he'd still have it in him at the rodeo.

I stand wobbly and corrected.

That man can operate.

Do y'all remember where you were the night of Randall's accident?

I was with Lauren, sir.

I was over at Ashley's house just talking to her mom.

Reid? He was there that night, wasn't he?

No, I think he was out with his boys.

Come on in! Water's great!

Holy shit! Call the police!

There's a truck!

Reid.

You care to explain why, uh,

the sheriff just requested an off-the-record conversation

with you and me down at Gracie's this afternoon?

Yeah. Okay.

Just let me do the talking.

Look, the, uh, lab confirmed the F-250 matches the piece you found

near the accident site.

- So we have an owner? - VIN was scrubbed before it got dumped.

Looks professional.

Well, then, I guess we pay another visit to that chop shop in Bandera, don't we?

No, we don't do anything.

Bandera PD's executing a search warrant,

but I'd temper your expectations here.

Why, Dan?

Why is that always the default?

The truck's been underwater for over a year, Staten.

Not a usable print on it, and with the VIN missing--

So another dead end.

Come on, you guys. You gotta give me something, please.

It's thin.

It's nothing, all right?

I got a hint of a lead on a driver.

But that's all you need to know right now, okay?

Come on.

Hey, uh...

I should have heard you out, but I'm on it now.

I won't rest till your son gets the justice he deserves.

I don't know. Maybe I'm crazy, but I think Reid's hiding something.

Now that you mention it, I mean, my dad sort of asked me

where Reid was the night of the accident.

Holy shit! And what'd you say?

- That he was with the boys. - Was he?

- I think so. - Huh.

- What the hell are you two on about? - Don't worry about it.

I'll worry about whatever I want in my own house.

Hey, dude. Take it easy, all right?

I just noticed Reid's been acting really, like, weird lately.

I walked in on him and Tim talking at the rodeo.

Couldn't tell what, but when he saw me, he totally freaked out,

then finds me later and decks me.

- Way to fight back, muscles. - He was upset about us.

No, this was before.

Something about your dad asking questions, which clearly he is doing.

And then that pickup gets pulled out of the water,

and I swear to God, Reid and Tim looked at each other like...

Like what?

Like they were guilty.

No, there's... Lucas, no way.

Can't believe I'm saying this, but maybe Cowboy Barbie here is right.

Okay, don't you have rock bottom to go hit somewhere? Like...

Okay, well, why don't you just ask Reid?

He and Randall were really close.

I mean, there has to be some reasonable explanation.

Predictable. See what they do, kid? They look out for their own.

Do you really think he should talk to my dad?

- I think he should stay out of it. - Yeah, 'cause that worked so well.

- Poke into this, it's gonna turn on you. - Guys.

I'm telling you right now, next thing you know, it's you in the cuffs.

Okay, well, on that note, I'm gonna go to my interview.

Gotta make some escape money, baby.

- All right. Future shit. - Future shit.

Mm...

- Good luck. - Thank you.

One Cap Fuller.

Pulled pork, bacon, extra provolone, and, um, extra chilies.

- How's the bacon? - Still oinking.

Perfect.

Mind if I grab one of those?

Hey.

Um, I gotta go interview the new girl.

What world of shit did you step in?

I honestly don't know.

Biscuit!

Biscuit?

Where are you, bud?

Biscuit?

Biscuit!

Where'd you find her?

Hitchhiking. Walking up 80.

She was trying to get the hell out of dodge.

- I think she senses a storm coming. - Hey, bud.

Hey, buddy.

Cold air coming off the mountains about to T-bone with warm coming off the plain.

Okay.

- What does that mean? - You should lock your windows.

And Ellie's. She there?

- She's at Gracie's. - Okay.

- You do that. I'll round up the animals. - Okay.

Yeah, I mean, I'm... I'm really... I'm a really driven, hard-working person.

Uh, I'm a believer in teamwork too.

I think the bottom of the cheer pyramid is just as important as the top.

Uh-huh. Um, can you work weekends?

Yeah! And evenings during the week.

Can you handle a drunk?

Since I was in the fifth grade.

Congrats. You start Thursday.

Great! Wow, thank you!

Oh, hey! Dad, what, uh... are you doing here?

Just... Just work.

Hey, I've been trying to call you, you know.

Oh shoot. Uh, I'm sorry. I've... I've been in this interview. Um...

Guess who's the newest waiter at Gracie's?

Well, congrats, kiddo.

Listen, county just issued a tornado watch.

Yeah, I know. It's the calm before the storm.

Um... But I want you to get home and stay there, okay?

Yeah, sure.

- Thanks. - All right, you stay safe.

- I'll see you at home. - Bye now.

I understand the tough spot you're in, Dan.

You know?

You finding that pickup in the lake

means you can't turn a blind eye to underage drinking.

I get it. I do.

Now, did Reid show up at that party? Absolutely.

- But the kegs-- - Oh.

I'm not here to talk about kegs, Davis.

Okay.

Why'd you drag us all the way down here, then?

Well, I thought I'd spare asking you all to come down to the station.

You have any idea what I want to discuss?

No, sir.

I like you, son.

You're a good kid. Always been good to my daughter.

But we need to talk about where you were the night your cousin died.

Now, Dan, I know you're not being serious here.

That night was hell for my family.

That's a hell that we still go through every day.

So you better have a damn good reason for bringing that up.

I need to know, Reid.

- Where the hell's Randall? - I don't know.

He never texted me back.

- My uncle's probably got him on lockdown. - Mm.

Ever since my aunt passed, been on a short leash.

We could break him out.

Timmy, I like the way you think.

Once it was clear Randall wasn't gonna show, we just...

called it.

I drove us home.

We played Diablo IV until...

until we heard.

Okay. Okay.

Now, are we done?

You told me at the rodeo you were with Lauren that night.

- Why the different story now, son? - Sir--

Okay, you know what? We are done.

When Reid's mother, his lawyer, gets wind of--

Let's get her involved.

Maybe she'll be able to explain why I've got security footage

from a garage outside Bandera that night

that shows Reid driving the same exact truck

we just pulled out of that lake.

Sheriff, you up on this?

Yeah. Shit.

Weather service in Lubbock says it's heading right for us.

Right. Keep 'em safe. Nobody leaves.

- I'll remember where we left off. - I will too.

Hey. You were right. The storm got upgraded to a tornado warning.

What?

Oh...

It's just nice to hear you say that I'm right about something for once.

All right, listen. I need everybody in the main room under some sort of shelter.

- We can use the tables. - Smart.

We're gonna form a shelter near this bar. Picnic tables laid over top.

All this glass and bottles need to come down.

Let's get some picnic tables against these windows too.

On it.

Do you want me to use tape for the windows?

No. We need to shutter them. All right?

- All of 'em, locked and shuttered, got it? - All right. Yeah.

All right, let's go.

- Hey, can I, uh, talk to you a sec? - Really not the best time.

Why'd you stand me up at dinner last night?

Tell me what's going on.

I don't know if you noticed, but there's a tornado heading this way.

So...

Well, just give me something.

Please? I...