Wild Horses

I don't hear people there.

Let's go away to California.

Let's go to the beach.

I never been to the beach.

- Never? - Never.

- Neither have I. - I've never seen the ocean.

Bet it's beautiful.

- You want to come? - Yeah.

- Yeah? - Let's just run away forever.

Yeah. I mean never come back.

But you have so much going for you...

- Really? - Yeah.

- We can do it. - Your family's okay?

Yeah.

Wait. Dad!

What are you doing?! Who the hell are you?

Dad, let him go! Let him go!

Who are you?! Who are you?!

- Please! - Get out of here.

- Dad! Don't. - Get out of here.

- Dad, don't. - Sorry little bastard.

Pack up and get off my ranch.

- Please. - No, no, get off by sunrise.

You're not to make this ranch into whore house for queers.

- You hear me? Not on my watch. - Okay.

- Go to your mother's house! - Okay.

When you straight out, you can come back, all right?

- Okay. Okay. - Okay?

Read your goddamn Bible! Then you can come back!

Get out of here, you disgusting little prick!

Son of a bitch.

Son of a bitch, my son.

I can't believe it. I can't believe it.

I can't believe this shit.

I can't believe this shit.

I always knew.

Buttercup, what are you doing?

What are you doing, huh?

What are you doing out here, huh?

You sleeping in the barn now?

Let's go to the house with me.

That's a good girl. Good girl, yeah.

Good girl. Good girl.

Come on, girl. Let's up to the house.

What?

Don't wake up, Pedro.

Don't wake up him.

What? What?

What?

What?

Easy, easy.

Yeah. Hello?

Maria.

Oh, what's that?

Hold on. Hold that chucker.

I'll be right there. Hold on. I'm coming. Hold on.

I'll be there.

All right! Party's over, boys. Back off.

Get off my property and away from my people.

I mean it now. Go back to your own country.

- All right! - Go on.

This guy, his wife died, that's his son,

and he wants a better life for the boy here.

They want him back over there.

Thank you. You saved my ass.

You hear that? We're gonna keep him.

Now go on. Go on back.

Yeah.

Take him back to your place and get some food and rest.

And call the proper authorities or maybe not.

I'll leave that up to you, all right? Okay.

Yeah. Let's go. Come on.

Go on now. Go on back. Go on.

If you come back, I'll shoot your legs

right out from under you.

I can do that. All right?

Don't cross this river again.

Stay off my property. Stay out of Texas.

Texas Rangers!

Texas Rangers!

Hey, children. What is your name?

Hey, sweetheart. Show me your cars.

You ready to come out?

- Yes. - Yes? Let's go.

Come. Come with me. There you go.

There you go. Yes, let's go.

- All right, there you go, sweetie, come on. - Here's your car.

This is dispatch. What's your situation?

- Leave that car. - Sheriff, it's the captain.

This is a bad one, real bad.

I need some help over here.

Please send Scott over here as soon as you can.

Let me see your motor, your car.

Wow! Where is the fastest car here?

This one. This car is the fastest.

Come on. Come on. Okay.

Have you ever thought about quitting the Rangers?

Yeah, I have.

I hope someday that I never have to interview

another rape victim or a burned child

or see another mutilated body.

Not many people can do our job, Sam.

Most people would go insane.

Hi, it's me.

You doing your homework?

You going riding later?

Okay.

We'll have dinner tonight in a fun place, okay?

All right. Hugs.

Bye.

Absolutely, yes.

I was explaining to Ms. Davis that we never close a cold case.

I'll leave you two to talk about it.

Thank you very much.

So I'm sorry about your loss, Mrs. Davis.

Thank you very much.

What was your son's name?

Jimmy.

What else can you tell me about your son?

Well, he was a very good, very good, wonderful person.

I want you to find out if my son was killed

and who killed him.

I will speak with the head Ranger,

the Captain that you just met, and we'll go into the files

and we'll do our best to give you an answer.

Thank you very much.

Who was in charge of the Jimmy Davis case

- 15 years ago? - That would have been Ranger Jackson,

- and he retired about two years ago. - Yeah.

He was in charge of the office back then.

You know, quite honestly, Sam, I don't...

I know about the case,

but I don't know much about the details.

But I did find the case file. I want you to have it.

Good thing is, Ranger Jackson is gonna be here

day after tomorrow for the town barbecue.

It'd be a really good time for you to sit down with him

- and get the details on it. - Sure.

Yeah, I really wanna work on this case,

- if it's okay with you. - You got it.

Get those feet out in front of you, Buster.

You're doing pretty darn good, Buster,

for a little squirt your size.

Watch me.

Easy on the bit. Come on.

Come on, Buster.

Maybe someday you can outride me.

Let go of that horn, Buster.

I'm starting to ride like John Wayne!

Riding like John Wayne's cousin. Buster, your grandpa's here.

How am I doing, grandpa?

You're doing pretty damn good. Don't talk to me.

Just listen to KC, all right? He'll teach you.

Starting to get good enough so's he can ride your horse.

- That's not gonna happen for a while. - That's what I told him.

She can do it, but he can't, no.

Hey, I wanna show you something.

Hey, kids. Come on!

Got a strange phone call last night

with some woman's voice attached to it.

Didn't belong to me. Wrong number.

Yeah, it's hard enough to make one work, Pop,

let alone two at the same time, it ain't easy.

Yeah, well, don't join my divorce club.

Try to avoid that. Tell you that right now.

Watch, you'll get an education.

Reminds me of when you were a teenager.

Hey.

Go get him, Pa.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

- Come on. - Come on.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

You boys have good touch.

That's a good girl. Come here, touch her.

Come on. Yeah.

Put your hand out here. Yeah.

Bite his hand off. Bite his hand off.

That's good. That's good.

You've been working him good, son.

Good work.

Everybody down. Let's go.

Who's hungry? Who's hungry?

Last one in the truck's a rotten egg!

Gonna be you, old man.

Grandpa is gonna be the rotten egg.

Who's the rotten egg? Who's the rotten egg?

Scootch over, Lizzie.

Come on, Augustus. Come on, buddy.

Attaboy. Let's go. Who's the rotten egg?

- You. - Me?

- Grandpa's the rotten egg! - Yeah, I'm the rotten egg.

- Who's the rotten egg? - Grandpa!

Hey, Buster.

Okay. Okay, go on. Get on. I'll be right down.

Come on, Augustus!

- I gotta go change. - Come on, boy.

Go ahead. I'll be right back.

Hey!

- Hey, Buster. - Hey, Buster! Get your hand out of there.

What'd I tell you about eating other people's food, huh?