Landman

The president of every bank,

they're in that room.

So go in there and convince them

that you're strong.

I'm the largest independent oil producer in the region.

The only difference between me and Monty

is I'm meaner.

Underestimating me is how I buy you out.

I'm assuming you know the sharks are circling.

Yeah, and they leave a pretty big wake.

500 barrels a day, $10 million dollars a year.

And it's ours.

This is the dream?

I did it for you.

Seems like you've been given priority walk-on status

with the cheerleading corps.

I got in?

You are president of an oil company.

It's time you start living like it.

We're on a fucking Gulfstream. I am living it.

Dorothy passed, T.L.

She's in a better place.

I'm sure you'll see her again.

If I do, that means I'm in hell, too.

Who died?

My mother.

-Should be getting close. -Yup.

We're approaching target formation!

Pressure's really running now.

Buddy, your well's kicking.

-You think it or you know it? -Gauges don't lie, buddy.

Got to shut the well and activate the BOP.

I got it!

She's gonna blow!

I'm no geologist,

but I'd say that's a pretty good place to drill.

Yeah, she's got that look about her, don't she?

This is Cooper Norris.

Please leave me a message. I'll get back to you.

I have been calling you for hours.

What happened?

Well blew.

Are you hurt?

I can't.

I need you to answer when I call.

Last time someone didn't answer

is 'cause they were already gone.

You have to give me that.

Sorry. My phone died.

Why are you crying?

Every well hit.

Every one.

That doesn't happen. Every well don't hit.

The dream that keeps coming true.

That makes you sad?

Scared, more like it.

Scared how?

What the hell do I do now?

Well, right now, you're gonna take all that shit off

and throw it away.

Then you're gonna go in the backyard

and wash off with the garden hose

'cause you ain't getting in my shower like that.

I'm gonna go get you some soap.

Um, get dish soap. Bodywash won't cut it.

You think I haven't done this before?

I'll meet you out back.

These are my only work boots.

You're a rich guy now. You can afford new boots.

I don't think we should do this anymore.

I thought I lost you, too.

For four hours,

with a panic burning through me like acid.

I guess that means I do love you.

But it looks like I lost you after all.

I don't want to shop for a new house.

I like this one.

My husband died for it.

I want my son to know his abuelita, his cousins. I...

I have friends here. I don't want to trade them for new ones.

I'm so glad your dream came true.

I really am.

But being rich isn't my dream.

It's yours.

Hey, don't put no sausage in it.

Bior, what did I say?

Does this look like a restaurant to you?

I don't eat no fucking swine.

Then don't eat it.

Who paid for the mix?

Who paid for the pan?

-It ain't swine. It's venison. -What?

Deer meat.

Yeah, hell no. I ain't eating that shit.

You eat steak?

-Yeah. -Chicken?

I eat all that.

I just don't eat animals that roll in they own shit.

And I damn sure don't eat no animal you shot

and threw in the bed of your motherfucking pickup.

What you making?

-Breakfast burritos. -Mmm.

With deer meat.

These fools thinking we living out on the prairie.

There's a McDonald's five miles from here.

Oh, that shit's poison.

But venison

is about as organic as it gets.

No chemicals, no pesticides.

That's clean fuel right there.

Mmm.

All right, make this shit to-go.

-We got a long drive. -You bet.

And you, you hurry your ass up and get dressed.

We need to hit a drive-through on the way.

You know what? Give me Jorrell's.

That whiny motherfucker ain't gonna eat his.

We'll meet you in the truck, and don't fuck around.

-McDonald's. -Yeah, all right.

I got you. Hurry your ass up.

Hey. Hold up, man.

Come on, move your ass.

Hey.

Tommy.

You working the coyote field today?

-Yes, sir. -That Barlow Brothers

outfit bankrupted.

-Mm-hmm. -Their lease,

right beside ours,

could be bought for 60 cents on the dollar,

so I want to get some eyes out there on it,

see how much work it'd be for us to take it over.

You know those pumpjacks gonna be held together

with bailing wire.

Yeah, that's why it's 60 cents on the dollar, Boss.

Yeah.

Anyhow, I'm gonna have, uh, Dale out there with you,

so look under every rock, all right?

All right. You heading out that way?

No, I'm driving up north. Gonna plan a funeral.

Sorry to hear that.

Well, that's 'cause you never met her.

I'll see you later.

-All right. Be safe. -Yeah.

Um, I think you should take all that money

and buy your own house.

I don't think you should stay here anymore.

Drill, baby, drill, baby, drill, baby, drill.

We are nine months into a new administration,

and the boom is on.

Or is it? Oil prices have dropped by over 20%

since our new administration pushed initiatives

to increase production domestically, as well as...

The cost of gasoline dropping

gives people more money to spend on other goods.

And when diesel drops,

cost of the goods goes down, too.

Well, the flip side to that argument

is when fuel costs go down, the cost of goods goes down.

So, it has a magnifying effect to the strength of the dollar,

as well as how many dollars you have to spend.

Thank you.

You still got to get it out of the ground.

The cost of getting it out of the ground

-goes down as well. -There's a sweet spot, though,

and we are dancing on that line.

The line moves, too, dipshit.

Just play a fucking song, for God's sake.

Well, they don't pay us to talk, Bob.

They pay us to play country music.

-That's right, Bob. -Just trying

to have an intelligent conversation. All right.

Well, Bob, you failed.

Let's kick off the hour with some local boys

who made good, real good.

Oh, damn good. Took their Texas sound nationwide.

I like them.

For God's sake, play the fucking song!

Hey, honey, I'm gonna have to call you back.

I'm arguing with two of the dumbest

-sons of bitches in West Texas. -Can they see me?

No, they can't see you. They're on the radio.

You're arguing with someone through the radio?

On the radio.

These fucking DJs haven't played a song in 20 minutes.