Ransom Canyon

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Happy birthday, Randall!

I was at the cliff. I missed you.

- Cheers. - Cheers.

- I'll catch up with you soon. - Quinn.

- Well, if it isn't Staten Kirkland. - In the flesh.

- Better late than never. - Quinn.

Staten.

- Davis. - Great party.

What can I say? I'd do anything for my nephew.

Look at you. New dress.

- No-- - Brings out the amber flecks in your eyes.

Thank you.

I'll leave you to it. I, uh... I got a big birthday reveal in the works, so...

- "The amber flecks in your eyes"? - He was just being nice.

- It's good to see you out off the ranch. - It's been a while.

That's what the doctor prescribes after your wife dies.

Two years of heavy sulking, go all-out shut-in, grow the beard out.

I love it.

Well, I mean, if you like it...

might as well keep it, right?

Okay.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Shots for the birthday boy.

Ow!

Always looking for trouble.

Baby, I'm not looking for trouble. I am trouble.

Reid, here he comes.

Hey, Uncle Staten.

Hey, boys. Lauren.

Could I get a minute?

- Yeah. - Mm-hmm.

Thanks.

Where were you this morning? I waited at the cliff for you.

I never said I was coming.

It's our tradition, Randall.

- - Randall!

Hold... Hold...

Where are we going?

Trust me, trust me.

- No way! - Yes!

- What? - Yes!

Uncle Davis!

Yeah.

Come on, Dad! I told him it was your favorite.

This is sick.

Most of you knew my sister. I know right now she's looking down on us.

And she's, uh...

She's saying, "Davey...

you are spoiling that boy."

As I should.

- Happy birthday, Randall. - Oh my God. Thank you, Uncle Davis.

Enjoy.

Let's go.

You're gonna return that car first thing.

People like Davis do not give gifts without strings.

What've you got against Uncle Davis anyway?

You act like you're the only one who lost somebody.

- Okay, I'm warning you-- - You're an asshole.

- That is enough! - God, I wish it was you that died.

- Randall! Hey! R... -

Yeah, hello?

What are you talking about?

Hey, Quinn.

Let's go, Biscuit.

Sorry I'm late, Ellie. Tractor died again. It's a whole thing.

You realize how long it's gonna take me to sow three acres of lavender by hand?

Well, I hate to pile on, but the Banjees just canceled.

- But they're playing tonight. - Not anymore they're not.

How am I supposed to run a dance hall when the musical acts keep canceling?

Well, I happen to know a musician.

- No. - Yes.

- No. - Why not?

We both know the piano I play

isn't the kind people around here like to dance to.

That and I'm meeting Staten at the game tonight.

And don't give me that look.

What look?

That look.

Okay, I'm not giving any look.

He's my friend, Ellie.

You and Amalah were friends.

It's not your job to put her husband's heart back in one piece.

And even if it were, Quinn,

I'm not so sure you could. I mean,

not after Randall.

- -

Let's go!

Yeah, baby! Let's go!

Woo-hoo! Spartans!

Go, Spartans!

- That cherry soda for me? -

Davis. No, it's not.

- I am wounded. Yeah. - Are you? Oh.

It's all right. You can make it up to me.

- Can I? - Mm. Dinner at Maeve's.

Not exactly the reaction I was hoping for.

I'm sorry.

It's just that you've had a really long time to ask me that.

You've heard of the friend zone?

- Mm-hmm. - That's right here.

But way up here

- is the brother of the best friend zone. - Hmm.

That one's real hard to shake off. In fact, most men don't make it.

You seem to think you have.

Well, you know. Haven't I?

- I don't know. - Think about it. The offer stands.

- I'm a real good time. - Oh!

Hey.

Hey.

- I feel weird. - Oh really? Couldn't tell.

Oh, piss off.

- Nachos? - Oh, thank you.

- Cherry soda? - Oh!

Thank you.

- You're welcome. -

I

Okay.

Any sign of that UT scout?

No, no one's ever gonna come out here.

Lucas Russell's having a glow-up.

Really? No, I did not notice.

- - Okay, guys.

- One on one. Ready! - Break!

Come on.

Yes! Yes!

Oh shit!

- Sorry. - It's okay.

Ready! Hut!

Hey.

- You okay? - Yeah.

Yeah.

- Let's get you out of here. - No, no, no, I'm fine.

I'm good. You stay.

I'm gonna be by tomorrow to look after that tractor. Okay.

Hut!

This isn't a good idea, Lucas. We weren't invited.

Yeah, we're never invited. It's never a good idea.

Come on, Jack.

What about "this is over" do you not understand, Reid Collins?