Fire Country

And now, time for

our cutest event,

Edgewater's mutton busters.

Holding on for dear life.

Now, don't be sheepish.

Ooh.

All right, all right, that was actually ten.

So, the FFA girl in you is still kicking, huh?

Yep. You know how many hours I did this

behind my dad's barn growing up?

Same barn we used to sneak beers into?

Oh, no, you snuck beers.

- Hmm. - I snuck BB guns.

To outshoot me with.

Oh, don't blame me, blame the beers.

Okay. All right, that's fair.

- You know what? I'll give you that. - Okay.

Leone and MacKenzie.

- Oh. - Takes me back to Edgewater High.

Feels like just yesterday I was

cutting class to practice riding.

Yeah, with Bode covering for you.

Always.

Damn right.

Now look at you, world champ bronc rider Buck Benson

gracing us here with his presence.

You shut your mouth.

Rodeo keeps me on the road 200 days a year.

Got you tickets to this one, though, didn't I?

Thank you.

- Good to see you, Chlo. - Long time, Buck.

Long time.

I, uh, I heard about Tyler.

Yeah, it's not as straightforward

- as it sounds, I... - Hey, look,

you don't owe me answers. All right?

The hell we put our mothers through, back in the day?

You just, you got that look about you. Sorry to see it.

Yeah, it's just nonstop negotiating his deal

through lawyers and...

First she's seen the sun since Tyler's release.

- Yeah. - Yeah, you twisted my arm.

You deserve one day of fun.

I do.

Yeah, I... Oh, God. Hold on.

- Yeah. - All right.

Oh, it's Tyler's lawyer. I got to... I'm so sorry.

- I... - No worries.

Hello? Hi.

Yeah. Yes.

You finally pulled the trigger, huh?

On what?

Okay, so we're gonna pretend, are we?

Like all you talked about in the ninth grade

wasn't Chloe MacKenzie.

Ninth grade was a long time ago.

I'm-I'm helping a friend.

Oh, friend? Is that 'cause she wants it that way

or 'cause you're too chicken?

Like in high school?

What you waiting on, cowboy? Why not now?

- I appreciate you coming. - Yeah. Bet.

Eve, we're gonna be late.

I'm here, I'm here. I had to restore Three Rock's hot water.

Ooh, look at that, George.

Baby's first rodeo.

No. No, it's not.

No, let me hear you say it, coz.

It's not my first rodeo.

Your side of the family has always been corny.

That's the first thing I'm changing,

now that I'm in charge of the ranch.

Okay, well, listen.

So grateful that you are keeping it in the family, coz.

Truly.

Don't. Your brothers already got sentimental on me.

Now, you're making us even more late.

Wait, what's that?

A horse, Eve, to sell at the rodeo.

Well, you're not selling that horse. That's LJ.

Lucky Junior. Lucky's girl.

Yeah, I delivered her with my own two hands.

Hey, girl.

Well, now you can help deliver her

to the highest paying customer.

I absolutely will not, George. She's family.

And see, this is why you're not a rancher.

- You're too sentimental. - Okay.

Horses are meant to be sold. It's-it's her time.

Well, her name is LJ.

And I call her 10K in my pocket.

- George... - Eve, get in the truck.

LJ, you didn't hear that. And this ain't over.

So what are you gonna say for your grand entry?

"Welcome to the Edgewater Rodeo."

You've got some really big shoes to fill.

I think you need some sizzle.

Okay, well, then, I'll throw in a smile and a wave.

Oh, that should help absolutely no one.

How about,

"After the year our community has been through,

we need this rodeo as an emblem of our healing"?

I like it. Hand me my phone.

I'll take some notes.

- Really? - Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God. You joined a dating app?

- Look at Jessica. - Okay, no, give it to me.

- Come on. - Ooh, Jessica looks like a lot.

Uh, Sandra wants kids. Nope.

- Look at Camille. She looks smart. - Okay.

- No... - Thank you.

I don't even want to be on this thing.

Gabriela's the one who told me,

"Hey, Dad, you should give it a shot."

All the kids are doing it.

Well, that's just it, man. I'm not a kid.

What ever happened to meeting people in real life?

Like at a bar, you know what I mean?

Yeah, how's that going for you, Grandpa?

You reeling 'em in at Smokey's?

Oh, man. So how's it going with you and Bode boy?

Oh, you know...

In three weeks, my son and I have...

completely ignored the elephant in the room.

Chloe and Tyler?

Yeah. Every day, I

bite my tongue, but who knows?

Today might be easier, if you will just let me pick

the next love of your life on a dating app for you.

No.

I'm not your reality TV.

All right, thank you so much.

Now, these are my favorite every year.

- All right... - Yo, hey. Sorry we're late.

Oh, late? Did we have plans, man?

We were busy, uh, doing a thing.

Oh, nice.

What, like your second tier?

- No. Well, it wasn't that. Uh... - You sure?

We were at a open house. Took longer than we thought.

- Huh. - Yeah, there was a steam shower.

- Mm. - Oh. - It hurt to leave, honestly.

Where's Chloe?

She's on the phone with Tyler's lawyer.

- Mm. - Hold up. Wait, wait a minute. Wait.

Y'all up in here making me the fifth wheel?

Uh, no.

'Cause you're over here dating Chloe...

- Except I'm not. - Okay. - Are you sure?

Yeah, no, you-you dating.

And then, you over here crashing with Violet

while Chloe and Tyler are crashing at your place,

- and now you house-hunting? - We're not buying a house.

Well, we might be, soon.

- With what down payment? - Your signing bonus.

Violet applied to a firm that consults Cal Fire.

- Congrats. - Welcome. I love that.

- Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm. - I don't have the job yet.

Okay, no, but, look, when you do,

then we will get a bigger place to host the whole family.

I mean, look, the apartment is tight quarters

right now with everybody, plus Malcolm,

- Margot... - That's sweet.

Um, I've always had an eye on Jake's apartment.

- Mm-hmm. - But he was telling me that your studio has

better lighting than his place.

And he's right. I do have better lighting.

- Well, sign me up. - Please take your seats

- I got you. - That's cool. Whatever.

- Yeah. - You do. - I'm-a just let it slide.

You know what? The grand entry

is starting now, so let's go.

- I'm gonna, um... - You're gonna wait

for your date, Chloe?

'Cause y'all cute or whatever.

- All right. - We'll save y'all seats.

Let's go.

Put your hands together for Edgewater's own Buck Benson.

And now, entering the ring,

your Grand Marshal, Cal Fire Battalion Chief

Manuel Perez!

Yeah!

How we doing, Edgewater?

I said, how we doing?

Man, after the year we've all gone through,

ain't it great to be back?

Tyler's lawyer likes to talk.

- What's the update? - Um...

The trial is in a week, unless we strike up a deal.

The D.A.'s optimistic.

Then today, how about you put that thing away?

Be here with me.

Yeah.

So, let me be the first person to say...

Okay.

...welcome to the 58th Annual