01x06 - Your Cheatin' Heart

[bunniefuu]

- You don't like the fact that
Missy and I are getting close.

(grunting)

- Isabel, you got
all the memorabilia.

And it could be put to good use.

- We need to find an investor

who believes in
the possibilities like we do.

- How did you know my husband?

- You don't wanna know.

- Did he cheat on me?

- You are more than good enough.

- You took him from me!

(crying)

I just wanna know why.

(sighing)

(soft music)

(knocking on door)

- Oh. (sighing)

- I saw you.

With b*llet.

Last night.

- It was just...

Being at JB's barbecue,
just being there,

again, it just stirred stuff up.

- About Austin? What?

(sighing)

Tell me.

I mean, I...

I've wanted to yell
at bulls plenty of times.

- I should, uh... actually get
back to b*llet and Cash.

I've gotta get him ready
to compete in a week.

- Wait, wait. He's competing?

In a week?
- Yeah.

- Hey, there, slugger.
How's your wrist?

- Oh, it's fine.
Fine, fine, fine.

Just stretching it out.

That was nothing.

- You know you're gonna have
to tell Missy.

About the fight and Gus.

- It's over, right?
(door opening)

She's got a lot
going on right now.

- Is everything okay?
(door closing)

- Basket of beef, coming through!

- Is that your new nickname?

(chuckling sarcastically)

- Delivery guy just dropped
this at the door for you.

- Whoa. What, you got a piranha
for a secret admirer?

- More like a mountain lion.

- "Looking forward to seeing
you ride in Denver.

'Til then, eat up
and stay strong." From JB.

- Oh. So you're on
a first-name basis now?

- No pressure or anything.

- So this is what's
on Missy's mind,

she's trying to get me
ready for Denver.

- Well, as your bullfighter,

I think I'm entitled
to ten percent.

- Okay, Basket of Beef,

let me help you put this away.

(groaning)

(groaning in pain)

- Ready.
- Alright. Here we go.

- In three... two... one...

(metallic creaking)

- Oh! Uh... Six... six seconds?

On a bucking barrel.

- Just warming up.
Let's go again.

- Uh, hey,
can you give us a second?

What's going on?

- Just warming up.

- You have a really
big ride coming up in a week.

- I know.

How you doing?

Just want to make sure
you're okay, after...

- Yeah. You and everybody else
on this ranch.

Your mother paid me
a little visit this morning.

- I didn't say anything to her.

(horse neighing in the distance)

Missy, whatever that woman,
Polly, implied,

I mean...
It doesn't mean anything.

- He had her number in his phone.

- Well, she works for the PRRO.

You know, a business contact.
- No, I don't...

- What, did you find texts?

- What? No. No. Wait...

Did you think
I was gonna find texts?

Because if there were
texts to find,

he probably would've already
erased them, if they were there.

- Stop, stop. Stop, stop...

You gotta eliminate the unknowns.

My C-O used to say
that the biggest threat

isn't what we know,
it's what we don't know,

because that's what nags
on our greatest fears.

- So what are you saying?
I should...

I should contact her?

- You have her number now.

And we should maybe eliminate
this barrel, just for today.

- You trying to weasel
your way out of training?

- You're the one always saying
I need more cardio.

- Fine. I'll meet you out there.

- Yep.

(soft music)

- Hey, it's Polly.
Please leave a message.

(beep!)
- Uh, Polly, hi.

It's Missy... McMurray.

We met at JB's barbecue.

Um, listen, I would love
a chance to talk.

So, yeah. You can just call me
back on this number.

Thanks.

- What it all boils down to,
Mr. Booker...

- Call him Daniel.
- Daniel... is this:

So, whether you're into
craft beer,

or food trucks, or live music,
or bull riding...

Whether you're man,
woman, child, or the family dog,

rodeo has got something
for everyone.

- Fewer words.
He's got a short attention span.

- This is your chance
to get in on something

that'll bring people
and their money

from across the country.
- Yeah. I hear you.

Thing is, rodeo's been
around for a century.

Even longer when
you look into Mexico.

He does his homework.
- So do we.

- So you probably
already know my question.

- Um, no. What is your question?

- Why would I
invest eight-figures

on a sport that's already
had its heyday?

- Wait, are you
being you now or him?

- Him. I would do it if I had
the capital. I like rodeo.

- Okay, wait, so look...
First of all,

it hasn't had its heyday. Okay?

You mention "rodeo" to anyone
and it evokes nostalgia,

Americana, a sense of family.

It's the kind of thing that
really brings people together,

and people really
need that right now.

- Your kind of people, maybe.

- Wow.
- Excuse me?!

- He likes to throw curve ba*ls,
get under people's skin.

- Oh, my God. He sounds
like a real... peach.

- Well, we're trying to get
the man to invest, Belle,

not be our friend.
- I know, I know.

- Look, I can go to my dad
for you guys,

But he's not an easy audience.

He's all about the bottom line:

can he get a return?

That's what you have to answer.

- Okay, Gus. See you later.

Well, sounds like
we'll be lucky enough

to just get him on the phone.

But, hey, maybe that's
a blessing in disguise.

You saw how I did, I'm not
ready to pitch this thing.

- That's just nerves talking.

You'll be fine
when it's the real thing.

- Yeah, if there is a real thing.

- Look, the man owns

a multi-billion-dollar
oil company.

And you know where
his oil jacks are?

- Ah.

In land owned by people
who love rodeo.

- Investing with us would be
great for his reputation

and his brand.

It's on us to make him see that.
- Hmm.

(grunting)

- Well, someone had a bit
too much coffee this morning.

- I wanna get this done
before Julian gets back.

- Oh, right, he's been
on the road, huh?

- Yeah.

- You not good
with long-distance?

- I don't know if it's me,
or him, but... no.

And he's not good at texting.

- Ha! Neither are you.

- Really?

- Yeah. You leave people
on read all the time.

I... Just...

Don't make a big deal of it.

And play it cool.

- But...

- And do more listening
than talking.

It'll keep you out of trouble.

- How did your practice pitch go?

- Ah! Not great, no.

But Hank seems to think
I'm gonna figure it all out.

- You always do.
- Yeah...

- What, you having
second thoughts?

- No, no. You know...

Look, I just keep hearing
about the bottom line...

But I'm not naive. I know
that at the end of the day,

it comes down
to dollars and cents.

But we're supposed to be
honoring Dusty and Austin.

I wish we could find
an investor that gets it.

- Gets what?

- That our loved ones sacrificed
everything for this sport.

And so did we.

- You should...

You should make
that part of your pitch.

Get Daniel Booker
to see that rodeo's about

more than just money.

- Look, we're talking
about a phone call here.

I mean, Daniel is the kind of man

who loses interest
after two sentences.

But if he was actually here,
if he was at the ranch,

he'd see that it was more
than just words.

I'd show him that rodeo
is a way of life.

(soft music)

- Hey, Missy,
before you say anything,

I want you to know
I know I crossed a line,

and I am truly sorry.

- You have nothing
to apologize for.

You were just putting her

through the gears
of a real pitch.

- Her? Oh, you mean Isabel?

- Yes. You lining up investors
for somebody else?

- No, ma'am.

- Look, I know you've already
done us a huge favor,

but I'm calling to ask,
to see if you could convince

your dad to come here,
to the ranch?

- Anything involving my dad
is not an easy ask.

- I know, but the stadium
is a really good idea.

For everybody.

And it would mean
the world to Isabel

if she could show him
that in person.

- I can try.
It's the least I can do.

- Please.
You've already done plenty.

- I know. And listen,
I'm sorry and I'm...

I'm embarrassed.

(chuckling)
- Wait, what?

- About the fight? With Cash?

- What fight with Cash?

- Cash, can you pass me that...

Never mind.

Rough day at the office?

- Yeah. Something like that.

Why are you cooking two steaks?

Are you going through
another growth spurt?

- It's for Julian.
If you must know.

- Cash, did you get
into a fight with Gus?

- Really?

- When were you going
to tell me that?!

- Busted.
- Oh, and you knew?

- Uh...
- You've got a lot going on.

- Do all of you McMurray men
keep secrets?!

- Who else is keeping secrets?
- No one. Never mind.

- Is everything okay?
- Yes.

No.

Look, I don't want
to upset anyone.

- Why would anyone be upset?

Missy?

- When we were at JB's barbecue,

this woman came up to Cash and I,

and she assumed that
we were a couple, and...

- What?
- Probably because

we were there together.

- Anyway, she was weirdly
thrown by it

and she basically told me
that whatever was between

her and Austin,
"I didn't want to know."

- What would that even mean?

An affair?
- We don't know that.

- Austin?
- No. No way.

- What else could she have meant?

- A lot of things.

- I traveled with him
on the circuit for years.

He never so much as looked
at another woman.

- I want to believe you,
Tuff, I really do.

Just like I want to believe
that Cash didn't actually

get into a schoolyard fight
with Gus Booker!

- You said
you wanted space, right?

I figured if he caught up to you,

you'd be the one slugging him.
- Oh, so what,

you were protecting me?

Is that how you justify
being dishonest

and keeping secrets?

- I know you're upset...
- Oh, no, no.

Don't make this my issue.
If you have a problem with Gus,

you need to talk to him
like a grown-up.

Is this why you couldn't focus

on the bucking barrel
this morning?

(scoffs) You're unbelievable.

(phone chiming)

Okay, why don't you tackle some
weight training this afternoon?

I've gotta deal with something.

(soft music)

- Hey. Missy, slow down.

You just dropped
a bombshell on us.

Where are you going?

- That girl, Polly,
she messaged me.

She wants to meet up.
- Is that such a good idea?

- I don't know, V, I don't know
what's a good idea.

I just... I know I want
to stop spiraling.

- What happens if
she tells you something

you're not ready to hear?
I mean, sometimes,

it's better to leave
things in the past.

- And sometimes, it's better
to have the hard conversation.

(engine starting)

- You gonna yell at me, too?

- If you'd just told her about
the fight in the first place...

- Yeah. Clearly, I screwed up.

- Well, she thinks you're more
developed than you are.

I for one know that you're
a bone-headed idiot

who likes to solve problems
with his fists.

- Always a straight-sh**ter, huh?

(laughing)

- Um...

That's what I wanted
to talk to you about.

This is a problem.

- Okay. Message received.

- No. I didn't mean it like that.

I just, I meant...

It's a problem because...

being around you feels so easy.

But everything else
about you is complicated.

- What's complicated?

- On the same night
that this woman calls

you and Missy a couple,
you get into a fight with Gus,

who's clearly into Missy,

and then you and I
have this moment?

I mean, come on, Cash...
- Val, you're overthinking it.

I didn't fight Gus for Missy.

Missy and I,
we're coach and athlete.

That is it.

- Just forget I ever
brought it up.

- Hey, stranger.

- Good to see you.

(grunting)

What's that?

- It's a steak sandwich.

- Looks good.

I just had lunch,
but I'll eat this later though.

I promise.

Man, it feels like forever
since we've talked.

- That's 'cause it has.

You know Val and I made up.

- I'm glad.

- So am I gonna get to watch
you ride today, or what?

- Taco's sick, so practice
is put on hold.

- Oh.

You know, I might have
a horse you can train on.

If you wanted to come by
the ranch later.

- Really?

Sounds like a date.

- That's 'cause it is.

(light music)

(bull growling softly)

- Hey.
- Hey.

You want to get in the arena?

- Uh, no. I gotta
show you something.

Hurt it. And now, I don't
have full range of motion,

my grip is, like,
60 percent, man.

- Okay, well, let me see.

(groaning)

- And this is why I'm showing
you and only you.

- Yeah, but being injured's
part of the job.

- Yeah, but that's usually
when you're on the job.

This was stupid.
- Yeah, it looks pretty bad.

- I could've jeopardized
my whole family.

- Yeah, but you haven't.
As far as I've seen.

But only you know
your own pain level.

The thing about pain is that
you gotta get ahead of it.

And know your limits.

(sighing)

- We'll skip b*llet today.

(soft music)

♪ It's a beautiful day ♪

♪ And I went for a walk ♪

♪ But I saw that old dirt path ♪

♪ Where we used to talk ♪

♪ Where is the rain ♪

♪ Cause some spring lovers ♪

♪ Are bringing me down again... ♪

(phone ringing tone)

- Hey, it's Polly.
Please leave a message.

(beep!)
- Polly, hi. It's Missy again.

I've been waiting here
for over an hour.

And look, I'm just...
I'm going to head out.

But I would really love
a chance to still talk to you.

So please, call me back.

♪ Remind me of you ♪

♪ Yes it does ♪

♪ I hope a new day will come ♪

(phone ringing)

(sighing)

Gus, hi.

- Hey, Missy.
- What's up?

- I talked to my dad.
- You did?

- He's coming tomorrow.
- Tomorrow?!

- Yeah.
- Wow. That's great.

Isabel is gonna be thrilled!

- You'll let her know?

- Yes, I will tell her
right away.

Thank you, really.
- Happy to help.

(soft music)

♪ I would know ♪

♪ That there aint nothing ♪♪

Okay, alright.
- See? Now your pitch can be

more of a show-and-tell
instead of just words.

- Alright, so we're gonna have
to spiff this place up.

You know what, maybe we can grab

some of Dusty's memorabilia.

- Ooh! I can bring over
some of Austin's.

- Great. That'll help
with the atmosphere,

and then, I mean,
nothing's really a substitute

for the real thing, but...
- Wait, why don't we just

do the real thing?
Why don't we just

throw our own rodeo in the area?

(inhaling)
- That's a great idea.

Then, Booker could see
the horses,

and he'd get up close
and personal with b*llet.

- And then, I could trick ride?

- Yes.
- For what?

- And Valeria,
you could barrel race!

- I have no idea
what y'all are talking about...

but I am in.

- We are going to show
Daniel Booker

the magic of rodeo,
right here on our ranch.

- I called in
a little favor to Gus.

- Oh. You think you could
ask him to buy me

one of those Rocky Mountains?
'Cause I have always wanted

a mountain named after me.

- Hey, what about Cash?
I mean, Denver is in seven days.

He could use a dry run.
- No, I don't think we're gonna

need Cash for this.

- Isabel, it could land
you and Hank

the funding you need.
- Hank! I gotta call Hank.

(chuckling)

- Oh boy.

(grunting)

- What's all this?

- Oh, just...

hosting a private rodeo

for your favorite
sparring partner.

- Gus?
- And his father.

- Just one day without that guy.

Is that too much to ask?

- Look, can you just
take one for the team?

- This... This so-called rodeo...

Shouldn't I be riding too?

- I'm not sure that's
your decision to make.

- Missy?

(knocking on door)

Hey, Julian's bronc is sick,

so I told him he could
take Tulip for a ride,

as long as he...

doesn't mess with any of
the training you got planned.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Are you okay?

- Yeah. I'm fine.

That's a lie.

I hate this feeling. This doubt.

In me and Austin,
in what we had...

I know he loved me, but...

What if just wasn't enough?

What if I wasn't enough?

- Missy...

Whatever the truth is,
you are enough.

(crying)

We're all here for you,
all the time.

Whatever you need.

(sniffling)

- Thank you.

Thank you, Tuff.

(phone ringing)

- Hey, J.

- I'm just grabbing my gear
then I'll head out.

You and me, can't wait
to show you my skills.

- Listen, I feel
awful about this,

but...

I'm gonna have
to cancel our plans.

My family's throwing
this impromptu rodeo thing

for an investor.

I need to help them set up,

play my part.

But Tulip's still yours
to train on.

Tomorrow night, I'd be all yours.

- I gotta get ready for Tahoe,
I leave the next day.

- Our timing is never good,
is it?

- I guess we'll figure it out.

- But if you're free tomorrow,

you should come
check out the show.

It'll be fun.

- I'll check my schedule,
see if I can swing by.

- Sure, just let me...
(phone beeping)

- Well, I'll tell you one thing:

the McMurrays sure
know how to win.

And the Hicksons, we know
how to lay it on thick,

that's why I invited Janine
to cheer lead from the stands.

- Hank.

We've known each other forever.

Do you think it's wrong of me

to hope that Cash
will wanna quit riding?

- Well...

He lost Dusty and Austin, too.
He understands.

- Yeah, but he loves it
as much as they did.

- When you're right,
you're right.

- It doesn't escape me

that you're avoiding
answering my question.

- What? About hoping
that Cash quits?

- Yes.
- Parenting is never easy.

And I don't like to stick my
nose in where it's not welcome.

- Yes, you do.
- Fine.

I think the McMurray family

isn't quite done winning buckles.

(door closing)
- What's this I hear about

us putting on a show
for the Bookers?

- Well, if there's any way
to convince this man to invest,

it's this family and its legacy.

- And you are a part
of that legacy.

You know that, right?

- You gotta let me ride.

I know you don't want me to,
Mom, but...

- It's not what I want
or what I don't want...

I need you to.

So if you're sure,
then I'm sure too.

- I'm sure.

Not just with the stadium,
but for Mom.

(grunting)

Any game day advice, Coach?

- Yeah, don't fall off.

Stay centered.
You like to pull to the left,

but then you'll just be fighting
a battle the whole time.

- Still mad about my fight?

Okay, I...

I lost my cool.

And I want to say
it'll never happen again but...

the best I can do is tell you
that I'm gonna try.

And I'm really sorry.

(sighing)

- Polly blew me off.

I guess, that in itself,
is an answer.

Because if there was no truth
to what she was saying,

then she would've been
able to face me, right?

- I don't know.

- I do.

By the way, I'm not mad at you
for not telling me

about your stupid fistfight.

- I was going to tell you.
- Yeah, I'm sure.

I'm mad... at Austin.

Because he clearly kept
something important from me.

(upbeat music)

- Okay...

Keep your eyes bright
and smile with your teeth.

Lets him know that we're engaged.

- You need to stop
watching TED Talks.

- Eyes and teeth.
- In a calm way, Dad.

- Here he comes.

(upbeat music)

- Welcome.
Welcome to the ranch, Daniel.

- It's a pleasure, Isabel.

So... 750 dollars.

- Yes?

- That is how much every minute
of my time is worth.

- Ah.
- So...

Between my flight,

and my tour around your ranch,

and my flight back,

you will have spent over

135,000 dollars of my time.

- Wow.

- Sorry.

- Well, that's quite
an investment

you've already made then.
- Isn't it, yeah?

(laughing)
- Yes.

- So with all due respect,

I'd really like
to limit my losses.

Maybe we should
get started, right?

- Yes, yes. Let's go.

Uh, no. We're this way.

- Right. (clears throat)

- Hello, Gus!
- Hello, Janine.

Isabel, Hank...
- Gus.

- He gives that speech
to everybody.

Doesn't mean he's made
decisions yet.

- Gus, with me.

Hey, you have always been
obsessed with this

cowboys and horses nonsense.

When are you going
to grow up, son?

- These are good people.
Just give them a chance.

- Just because they smile at you

doesn't mean
they're your friends.

It means they want
something from you.

Understand?

(sighing)

- Along there?
- Yeah.

Right through there.

- It's been a while
since I've seen you race.

You think you're gonna be
a little rusty?

(chuckling)

- If that's your pep talk,

I think you're the one
who's rusty.

- Hey.
- Hey.

(indistinct chatter)

- such short notice.

Sorry about it.
I take what I can get.

- Oh, yeah, well...

- Why don't we just get
through the day

without throwing
any punches, okay?

- I wasn't sure you were gonna
show your face around here

again after...
- No. I came prepared this time.

- Okay.

Look, I know Cash can be
a little rough around the edges,

but that's only because
he's protective of this ranch.

- And you.

- Hey, you wanna know
my problem with Gus?

He reminds me of Austin.

How everything
was so easy for him.

Riding, family, girls.

I mean, he could lie
to your face,

and you'd still love him.

- You think something
more was going on?

- I never should've punched Cash.

It's something my father
would have done,

and that's not who
I ever want to be.

- I know. And for the record,

from everything I've heard
about your father,

I don't think
you're anything like him.

- Guys like Austin and Gus,

I mean, they can charm their way
in and out of anything.

They don't have to jump
through the hoops.

Meanwhile,

I'm jumping through JB's
and my mom's and yours.

- Hey, no...

You don't have anything to prove.

- Uh... Good luck.

(horse snorting)

- Missy!

You look so cute in your costume!

- Oh. Thanks.

- I'm here to cheer
really loudly for you all

and fan girl out in the stands.

Speaking of which...

We should get situated.
- Right.

And I should get ready to ride.

Hey, thank you again for
arranging this opportunity.

- You're gonna k*ll 'em
out there.

- Well, hey there!
- Hey.

- Tuff should be around
here somewhere.

- I can find him later.

I'm sure he's busy.

- Is everything okay
between you two?

- Yeah, we've both just
got a lot on our plates.

Can't blame the guy
for loving his family

too much, but...

- You know, for what it's worth,

I think he really missed you.

- How come I have
to hear that from you?

- Uh...

I might have given him
some bad advice

about not talking too much.

- Did you tell him to bring me
a steak sandwich, too?

(laughing)
- No.

No, that one was all him.

So you gonna come see the show?

- I'll be there.

(cheering)

- Yee-haw, and welcome

to Canyon's first ever
McMurray Ranch Rodeo!

(cheering) I can't hear you!

(cheering, laughing)

But before we get things
started today,

we have to welcome
our very special guest,

Mr. Daniel Booker!

(cheering)

I can't say how happy I am

to see all your faces
in the crowd today.

But enough tail-chasing
and shoe-lacing,

let's move on to some
barrel-racing!

Let's hear it for
Valeria Galindo!

(cheering)

(country music playing)

(cheering)

- Atta girl.

- Go, Val.

- Hiya!

Hiya, hiya!

- Here she goes, folks.
Like the wind.

(applause)

- See, the thing
to remember about rodeo

is that it's not just a sport,
it's a way of life.

- Oh, and on top of that,
it's multi-generational.

- Well, I don't doubt that.
But... is it enough?

Two-time trick riding champion,

and three-time winner

of the McMurray annual
chili cook-off,

please welcome,
Missy, Missy, Missy,

M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-S-S-Y,
Missy McMurray!

(cheering)

(upbeat music playing)

- Yah.

- You got this, girl!

There it is!

(cheering)

- Let's go!
- Go, Missy!

- Woo-wee, Missy!

(cheering, laughing)
- Oh, wow!

Missy McMurray, everybody.

(clears throat)

- Yesterday you needed
a break from b*llet,

and now today, you're ready
for the big show?

- I know my limits.

- I also know you'd do anything
for your family.

Just make sure whatever
it is that you do decide today,

it's worth the risk.

(bull bellowing)

- Alright, guys.
b*llet is prepped.

I'm getting my gear on.

You good to go?

- Yep, yep, yep, just a little
nervous on Mom's behalf.

I'm good.

- You okay?

- Yeah. Good.

- Let's sell a rich dude
on a stadium.

(chuckling)

(bull bellowing)

(exhaling sharply)

(bellowing)

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Julian was looking for you.

- Yeah. I saw him in the stands.

I don't know why he didn't
say anything.

- I think y'all need to
communicate a little better.

- You said to talk less.

- Yeah. I was wrong.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- You did great out there,
by the way.

- What did Booker think?

- Hard to tell.

- Yeah, he does not
look impressed.

Well, it's all up to Cash now.

(b*llet's footsteps thudding)

- Easy, easy.

- Alright, folks.
Here it is, the main event.

He's the second best-looking
McMurray brother

he served our country overseas

and I am confident
he will be the next

great bull riding champion...

My brother, Cash, Cash, Cash...

(cheering, laughing)

McMurray, McMurray, McMurray...

Cash McMurray!

(bellowing)

(cheering)

(country music)

(panting)

- Let's go, Cash!

- Good?
- Yeah.

(indistinct chatter)

- The clock starts
when the gate opens!

You ready?

(horn blaring)

(cheering)

- You got it, you got it!
- Let's go, Cash!

(bellowing)

- Come on.

(cheering)

(horn sounding)

(yelling indistinctly)

(grunting)

(cheering)

(relieved chuckle)
- Good job, Cash!

- And that's what eight seconds

on the baddest bull looks like!

- Cash, you okay?
- Yep.

- The way you landed...

- I said I'm good. I'm good.

Now smile and wave, will you?

(laughing)

- Okay! Hey, Cash!

(cheering)

- Come on. Come on, let's go.

- Seems like you
enjoyed yourself.

- Seems like you didn't.

- Well, you're not wrong.

But you're not right, either.

Look...

I'm not gonna deny that rodeo
hasn't brought me a lot of pain.

Loved ones lost, and a fear
of those I might lose.

But underneath that fear
and pain is...

it's love.

Because rodeo is family.

- Right, I get it.

- You know, I think you know
what I'm talking about.

I think that's what
brought you here today.

That's what first
brought me to rodeo.

And that's what's
gonna bring people

to the Canyon Rodeo Stadium,
whether you invest in it or not.

- Isabel.

Let's go look at your numbers.

- If that didn't convince
Booker, I don't know what will.

(chuckling) Woo!

Wasn't that great?
- It was incredible!

- Okay, you're still favoring
to your left,

and your right hand
could've been higher,

but that was one hell of a ride.

Here, let me help you
with your glove.

- Uh, no, no. Booker might wanna
see me in full gear.

- What? Come on.
Why are you being weird?

- Your stupid fight...
- The fight with Gus?

- Wait. Did you just ride
with an injury?

- I'm a bull rider, Missy.

- Cash, give me your hand.
- Ah, easy!

(gasps)
- Cash!

- That looks really bad.
- You said it was fine!

- Nothing about that is fine.
- Okay, you guys,

there's plenty of time to knock
some sense into him later,

but right now, we need to think.

Okay, first of all, we are
pulling you out of Denver.

- No. JB's expecting me.
Coach or no, I am riding.

- You could be throwing away
your whole career.

You cannot ride
with an injury again.

- Wha-What?

What do you mean again?

Did you ride injured?

- Mom, I had to.

- You let him?

- I didn't know.
- You're his coach!

Were you just not
paying attention?

- Mom, this isn't Missy's fault.

This was my choice alone.

- Look, it's okay. You're right.

I'm sorry, I should've been
paying better attention.

- Everyone's acting
like this is the first guy

who's ever rode injured!

I mean, do you remember
when Austin rode

with two cracked ribs?
- Dude, quit while you're ahead.

- No. Or Dad? Always riding
with some sort of ache

or sprain or dislocation,
because that is what it takes

to be a rider.

Now, you like it or not,
but if riders only rode

when they were healthy,
then we'd have

no such thing as a rodeo.

- If something
had happened to you...

the one time
I wanted you to ride...

- Mom.

- I asked to be kept
at arm's length

when it comes to your riding,

but maybe that was a mistake.

Because if I'd been
more involved,

I would have known
that there was an injury.

Moving forward, I want to be
looped in on everything.

I've kept my head
in the sand too long.

(sighing)

- Why didn't you come say hi
when you got here?

- You were busy with your family.

I don't want to get
in the way of that.

- You don't.

You couldn't even if you tried.

I know I love my family,
and I'd do anything for them,

but I don't see why that means
I have to choose

between them and you.

Why can't I have both?

I want both.

Just...

don't give up on us

before you give us a real chance.

- I'm here, aren't I?

Although, to be honest,

I just came back
for another steak sandwich.

(chuckling)

- Well, then...

Consider the grill on.

- For the record,
what Isabel said,

it wasn't exactly fair.

- Well, I mean, Cash scared
the hell out of her.

I get where she's coming from.

- And what he did really was...
- Stupid.

- Yeah... but, you know,

I also get where
he's coming from.

- What?

Is it the house?

What you said the other day,

about it feeling empty
without Austin?

- I don't know if it's exactly
to do with Austin.

It's just... so lonely.

Maybe it's time for a change.

- You're not gonna leave
the ranch, are you?

- I was thinking something more
along the lines of a roommate.

- Well, Missy McMurray,

are you asking me
to move in with you?

- Well, I have the spare room,

and there's nobody else
I'd rather have

living in it than you.
- Yes! Yes, yes, yes!

A thousand times yes!

(laughing)

(vehicle approaching)

Oh. You expecting company?

- I guess you're looking for me.

(sighing)

- I'm sorry for flaking out
on our meeting.

I know you want to talk so...

We met through the Professional
Rodeo Riders Organization

where I work.

I was just an intern back then,

and...

Austin was the hot
new thing on the circuit.

- "Hot new thing"?
It must've been a long time ago.

- Almost ten years.

- Ten years.

- That's longer
than I was with him.

- Wait, you think that Austin
and I, that whole time...

That he cheated on you?

(scoffs)
- Well, didn't he?

- No.

No. He didn't.

(sighing)

I'll never forget my whirlwind
year with Austin McMurray.

But that was before
you two got together.

- I mean, I did see you guys

at JB's barbecue
talking pretty close.

- It was just two old friends
catching up.

- Look, Polly, you drove
all the way out here,

there must be something
you want to tell me.

- I promised Austin I'd never
say a word about it, not ever.

Especially to you.

But I think that
you need to know.

- What, you two met up again?

- It's not what you think.

- Okay, look,
whatever it is, please just...

- It's my fault.

What happened to him.

- What? Wait...

What do you mean, it's your
fault what happened to him?

Did you do something?

- He needed help with something
not completely above board.

And... well...

I had the access that he needed.

- What do you mean,
"not above board"?

- He wanted to rig
which bull he drew

at the Rocky Mountain Rodeo.

He wanted to make sure

he got the most dangerous bull
on the docket.

- He wanted to ride Hurricane?

- And I helped him to get it.

- Wha...

- You know how it works...

The wilder the buck,
the higher the points.

- Yeah, but he was by far
the best contender that year.

There's no reason
that he would need to...

- I'm so sorry.

- Wha...

Why would Austin cheat
at bull riding?