04x15 - The Secret

[bunniefuu]

Well, Marcy,
you have a good trip home.

Jarrod, couldn't you ride
with me,

just as far as Lathrop?

No. No, I don't think
that would be a wise idea

to be seen travelling
together.

I'll catch the next stage
out to Stockton.

I guess we say good-bye.

Yes.

Good-bye, Marcy.

I wish things
hadn't happened this way...

but it's all over now,
isn't it?

Yes, it's over.

You go home.

Go home to your husband
and that son of yours.

Jarrod, you've been
wonderful to me,

and I'll never forget you.

Giddyap, now.

♪♪ [theme]

I'm sorry, Pa.
I just can't seem to hit it.

Nothing to worry about,
Davy.

You'll get the hang of it.

How's the shoulder
holding up?

Kind of aches,

but I'm going to hit
that target

if it's the last thing I do.

Well, that's the way, Davy.

When we Howards want
something bad enough,

we don't let a little ache
stop us, do we?

No.

Now, you've got to keep
the r*fle butt snug

against the shoulder.

Right? Remember
what I told you.

The target's got to stay
right on top of the sight.

Take a deep breath, hold,

and squeeze the trigger.

All right,
let me see you do it.

[laughs]

You're getting there.
Let me show you.

Ma!

Hi.

Oh, how's my boy?

Oh, how I've missed you.
You must've grown two inches.

Hello, darling.

Welcome home, Marcy.

Why didn't you let us know you
were coming back today?

We'd have met you.

Oh, well, I wanted it to be
a surprise.

How's Edith?

Oh, fine, fine.

She doesn't have
pneumonia after all.

Oh, I'm glad to hear it.

And the trip?

It was long and tiresome.
You know.

Here, I got you something.

I hope you like it.

Well, I'm home now,

and if I know you two,

you haven't had lunch.
Huh?

Is it lunch time?

"Is it lunch time?"
It's 2:00.

You're absolutely
right, Marcy.

We forgot all about eating.
Didn't we?

Shame on you two.

Oh, Adam, before I forget,

this telegram
was at the house for you.

Well, I have a surprise
for everybody.

We're going on a long trip,

all of us this time.

A trip? Where to?

Stockton.

I have some business there.

Oh, boy!

Stockton?

Oh, Adam,
if it's a business trip,

you don't want Davy
and me along.

No reason why
a man can't travel
with his family, Marcy.

No, of course not...

but I just got back,
and I've got so many things
to do.

I've got the Forbes
coming to dinner,

and on Thursday
I have plans--

I'm sure those things
can be postponed.

I thought you'd be pleased.

You haven't been to Stockton
in years.

We'll have a chance to see

our dear friend
Jarrod Barkley again.

You'll like that, won't you?

Oh, yes.
Yes, I'd like that.

All right, then it's settled.

We leave tomorrow.

[r*fle fires]

h*!

Uncle Jarrod!

Well, hello there, Davy.
How are you?

It's good to see you.

Wait a minute.
Let me have a look at you.

You know something?
I think you've grown
about three feet.

Well, Jarrod, it's good
to see you again.

Good to see you, Adam.

Look at this man, Marcy.
He hasn't changed a bit.

Six years,
handsome as ever.

You're looking
pretty fit yourself,

and Marcy, you are just
what this old town needs--

a fresh breeze.
It's good to see you.

It's good to see you, too,
Jarrod.

Old friends like you two
shaking hands?

I'd say a kiss
was more in order.

Well, Adam,
your letter didn't say--

-business or pleasure?
-A little of both.

Now, don't tell me
you've finally decided
to expand into Stockton.

Well, blame it on yourself.

When we were together
in San Francisco,

you never stopped boosting
this town.

I'm finally doing
something about it.

I'm going to look around
and investigate a few things.

And if I know you,
you've already investigated.

You're on to me, Jarrod.

I may have done just that.

Well, if you'll excuse me,
I'll round up the luggage.

Davy, want to give me a hand?

We'll take the luggage
down here...

[continue chattering]

Jarrod,
I've got to talk to you.

What's happened?

Not here.
Tomorrow afternoon.

Ma. Hey, Ma.

I thought you were
going to help your father.

Can I go fishing tomorrow?

Yes, I think that would be
a wonderful idea.

I know just the place.

I used to go there
when I was a little girl--

-River Grove.
-Oh, boy!

Isn't this a lovely place,
David?

I had some
wonderful times here.

Pa should've come with us.

Why didn't he?

Well, he was busy, you know.

Some other time.

Where's that stream?

Oh, it's just up the way.

JARROD: Hello there.

Look, Ma.
It's Uncle Jarrod.

Oh, what a nice surprise.

Hey, young fella.
Come on up here.

Thatta boy.

David and I were having
a little picnic.

I'm sure there will be
enough for you.

-Oh?
-I'm going fishing.

You're going fishing?

Well, now, Davy, that might be
kind of tough to do.

We're right in the middle
of a drought,

and that old stream
is all dried up.

Isn't there any place
I can catch me some fish?

No, no, I'm
afraid there isn't.

Hey, I've got an idea.

Didn't you used
to collect rocks?

You can collect rocks
anywhere.

Yeah, but can you collect
gold nuggets just anywhere?

-Gold?
-Big as your fist,

washed down out of those hills

into that dried up old stream,

just waiting
for some young fellow like you

to come along
and scoop them up.

DAVY: Really?

Well, I'm not going
to guarantee anything,

but I figure it's worth a try.
Don't you?

Where is it?

Right over there.

Ma, I'm gonna strike me
some gold.

Be careful, David.

Thanks for coming.

I don't think this was
a very good idea, Marcy.

I have a feeling--

I have a feeling Adam
knows about our meetings.

How could he know?

I don't know.

I should've told him.

I mean, he couldn't have come
here just on business.

You don't know anything
for sure, though,
do you, Marcy?

No, I-I just have a feeling

that it's something to do
with us.

Well, you have a feeling,
but you don't know anything
for sure.

When we met, he seemed to be
his same old self.

Oh, no, Jarrod.

No, you've worked for him.

You know him better
than that.

He's always his most charming

when he's about to
break someone.

Oh, Jarrod, I'm scared.
What are we going to do?

We don't do anything.

We just wait.

All we know for sure
is that he's here on business.

[sighs]

This one won't last
much longer.

Neither is
the rest of the herd.

That creek on the south range
is bone dry.

Well, now, it was full up
two days ago.

It takes more than two days
for a creek to dry up.

Unless Fred Brady
dammed it up on his end.

Why would he do that?

I don't know.
Let's go find out.

Good idea.

NICK:
What's this fence for?

What they're usually for--

to keep our stock in,
everybody else's out.

Any water in that creek
up there?

Plenty of water.

Well, we've got to have
a talk with your boss.

Wouldn't do you any good.

If he thinks he's going
to dam up a creek

in the middle of a drought,

we better straighten him out.

Now, you just better stay
right where you are.

Look, we've been sharing
that creek with Brady
for years.

That might be,

but it ain't his place
anymore.

That's all.
This place been sold.

To who?

Pa?

Can you take me riding today?

I'm busy.
You can see that, can't you?

Maybe later?

Not today.

Tomorrow?

We'll see, David.

We'd better go now

and let your father
get back to his work.

Would you get my gloves?

Adam, whatever it is,

please don't take it out
on him.

[knock on door]

-Uncle Jarrod!
-Hello, Davy.

Can you take me
riding today?

JARROD: Riding?
Sorry, young fellow,
I wish I could.

You'll have to settle for
your mother's company, David.

Hello, Jarrod.

Hello, Marcy.
Adam.

Maybe we can have
another picnic
at River Grove.

Another picnic?

Yes, David and I
were picnicking
the other afternoon,

and Jarrod rode by,
so naturally--

You invited him to stay.
Naturally.

Well, we'd better go and
let these men do their work.

Nice to see you again,
Jarrod.

JARROD:
Nice to see you, Marcy.

-How are you, Jarrod?
-Just fine, Adam.

-Can I get you a drink?
-Thank you.

I stopped by
to discuss with you

the damming up of Brady Creek.

Actually Nick wanted to come,

but he tends to be just
a little bit impulsive.

Yes, I heard that about him.

He should really watch that.

About the creek,

when I acquire
a new property,

I fence it in as promptly
as possible.

Fencing is one thing, Adam.

Damming it up is another.

You need that water.

You bet we do.

We have 500 head
of prime beef

that need watering.

With the drought, we stand
a chance of losing them.

There's enough water
in that stream, Adam,

for a dozen herds.

I'm afraid I can't
accommodate you, Jarrod.

You're refusing us water?

That's exactly
what I'm doing.

I don't understand, Adam.
I thought we were friends.

And I'm behaving
like your worst enemy,

and you would like
to know why.

Is that right, Jarrod?

That's right.
I would.

Well, let's start
with Carson City,

six months ago.

Does that answer
your question?

No?

All right.

Let's try Modesto,

a week before last.

Does that give you a clue?

[rustles paper]

Now, please get out of here.

I've got another appointment.

Whatever you're thinking,
Adam, you're wrong.

Get out.

So he's a real old,
close friend of yours, huh?

Let me tell you something.

That kind of man doesn't have
any close friends.

How do you think he built
that empire of his?

Oh, Nick,
Adam is an empire builder,

and I've heard he can be
ruthless at times,

but why?
What would be his reason?

Perhaps there's a reason
we don't even know about.

Is that possible?

I get the distinct feeling

that all of you think
this has something to do
with me.

He is your closest friend.

Am I being accused
of something?

Accused of what, Jarrod?

I'm sorry.
I didn't mean that.

I think maybe I'll have
a talk with this Mr. Howard.

You will not!

I'll handle this.

In the meantime, why can't
you use the San Joaquin River?

It's too rough a drive
on a herd getting weaker
every hour.

In this heat,
they'd never make it.

Well, there has to be
an answer for this somewhere.

I'll find it legally.

You'd better find it fast,
Jarrod.

Those cattle need water,
and legal or otherwise,

we're going to get water
to them.

Hello, Mr. Slade.

Hello, Mrs. Barkley.

How's that new baby of yours?

Oh, he's coming along
just fine.

Me and the missus
want to thank you for
the present you sent over.

It's my pleasure.

-Mrs. Barkley.
-Hm?

I guess you'll find out
sooner or later.

I might as well be the one
to tell you.

Tell me what?

Your son told me you've
just harvested your pear crop.

That's right.

They'll be here and ready
for shipping sometime tomorrow.

I-- I'm afraid
we can't handle them.

What do you mean?

I'm as sorry as can be,
Mrs. Barkley,

-but I've got orders.
-From whom?

ADAM:
It's all right, Slade.
I'll handle it.

Adam, I don't understand
what--

There's nothing
to understand.

My company has a right
to refuse anyone's patronage.

Your company?

I've been a member
of the board of directors

for many years.

I just decided to take
a more active interest

in company policy.

I see.

Well, what's the reason?

I'm not obliged to give you
any reason.

Ship the pears
with some other company.

But you're
the only freight line
in this area,

and if you don't ship them,

why, an entire year's crop
will be ruined,

but even more important
than that, Adam,

you're our friend.

Why are you doing this?
Why?

You ask your son, Victoria.

Ask Jarrod about my wife

and about
the seventh commandment.

I brought you some coffee--

Oh, my goodness, last time
I saw so many books,

you were studying
for your law degree.

Well, I'm trying to
find a legal basis

to force Adam Howard
to tear down that dam.

The stream is
on his property.

Yes, I know it's
on his property,

but there's
such a thing as custom,

such a thing as morality.

[sniffs]
Say, that smells good.

I mean, does any man
have the right--

any man--
to literally slaughter
another man's cattle.

That's what you say,
but what does the law say?

Well, the law says
a man's property

is his kingdom,
his house is his castle,

but there's a precedent
for common usage.

I intend to get Judge Lawson
to issue an injunction

based on that precedent.

Jarrod,
why is Adam doing this?

That's not as important
as stopping him.

As long as this was
just your business,

I would never interfere,
and you know it,

but now it concerns all of us,

the ranch, all of us.

I spoke to Adam today--
very briefly--

but he said something odd.

He said to ask you
about his wife...

and the seventh commandment.

Mother, I have never had
an affair with Marcy Howard.

Then what is it
that makes Adam think so?

All right.

He found out
that I met with Marcy,

met with her several times.

These meetings--

why, Jarrod?

I can't tell you that.

You'll just have to trust me.

All right, Jarrod.

All right.

I'll have Silas bring you
some sandwiches.

You must be hungry.

Pa?

Yeah.

I guess you're kind of busy.

Yes, I'm very busy.

I said I'm very busy, David.

Now, what is it you want?

I wanted to give you this.

I made it.

It's a present for you.

Well, thank you, David.

I sure did need
a new tobacco pouch.

I was going to save it
until Christmas,

but, I don't know,

I just wanted to give
you something now.

Well, that's--

that's very nice.

I guess I've been a lot of
trouble to you on this trip,

getting in the way,

always asking to go riding.

I bet that made you
mad at me.

Mad at you?

Why do you think that?

Well, not mad exactly,

but I don't know.

You just act different.
That's all.

Like--

Well, like you didn't want
me around anymore.

If I did something wrong, Pa,
I didn't mean to.

[sighs]

When I get back in school,

I'll do all my lessons
every night

without having to be told.

I promise.

Oh, I know you will, Davy.
I know you will.

I wish we could go home

so things would be
the way they were before,

you and Mother and me
together,

you know, the way it was.

The way it was.

It will be the same
when we get home.

Won't it, Pa?

Well, I guess
I'm bothering you again.

David, I hope you're
not interrupting your father.

I'm going shopping.

I'd like it
if you'd come with me

to help carry the packages.

Do you need anything, Adam?

No. No, thank you.
Nothing.

Come on, David.

They're dying!

Don't you understand me,
Jarrod?

They're dying.
Every day, every hour
they're dying.

You ride out there
with me right now,

and I'll show you
a dozen new carcasses.

Nick, I know they're dying.

Now, I have already told you.

I filed a brief for
an injunction with Judge--

The devil with your briefs!

We're talking about water
for cattle!

Nick, you listen to me.

These things take time.

He has to study
the legal precedence.

You know Judge Lawson.
He's a fussy old man.

He likes to chew an issue
from all sides.

The cattle can't wait
for a judge to chew issues.

I'm seeing him again
first thing in the morning.

I'm pushing him all I can.

Well, you better push him
a little harder!

Judge Lawson,

I was just coming to see you.

Have you reached a decision
on my brief yet?

Interesting, Jarrod,
extremely interesting.

Yes, under
the common usage precedent,

it would seem the stream
comes under the heading

of public right of way.

Then what you're saying

is that Adam Howard
had no right to dam up
that stream.

Well, it would seem so,

but there are
certain gray areas.

What do you mean,
"gray areas"?

Judge, I dug up
more than a dozen cases,

surely enough to establish--

You may be right, Jarrod.

You certainly may,
but I'll want to hear
both sides in court.

In court?

But that could take days,
even weeks.

Judge, you've got
ample precedent

to issue that injunction
right now.

Well, possibly,

but I'm from the old school,
Jarrod.

I believe a court
should render decisions,

not issue injunctions.

Judge, our cattle
are dying right now

just as though they were being
systematically slaughtered.

It's been a terrible drought,
no question.

Then why can't you issue
that injunction?

I've tried to explain to you,
Jarrod.

And I think maybe
I'm beginning to understand.

Adam Howard bought that land

and everything else
he can get his hands on.

Does that include you?

I'll take into account
exactly how much you have
at stake, Jarrod,

and how overwrought you are.

-Where you heading?
-To see Howard.

Jarrod asked us to wait
a couple of days.

You said you would, Nick.

If you recollect,
I said I'd think about it,

and the more I think about
waiting for Judge Lawson

and now waiting
for the court in Sacramento

and then maybe waiting
for the supreme court,

I think it best
that you and Jarrod wait.

I'll see to Howard.

Come on, git.
Git. Git.

Foley, I want you to check
with the railroad

about a spur
for the new property.

-Olson--
-[knock on door]

Come on in!

And, Smith--

Well, another Barkley.

Wouldn't it save time

if you all came down here
at once?

I'd like to ask you
a few questions, Mr. Howard.

I don't have to answer them,
Mr. Barkley.

Well, you're going
to hear them anyway.

You're quite wrong.

I have some business
to discuss with these men.

Now, will you
please excuse me?

I have some business
to discuss with you,
Mr. Howard.

It's about water.

I've said all I'm going
to say about that water.

Why are you doing this to us?

You ask your brother Jarrod.

Now, get out of here,
Barkley.

What's Jarrod got to do
with it?

You heard Mr. Howard.

Now, get going.

I don't want any trouble.

Throw him in a wagon
and get him back to his ranch.

Then get down to that fence.

He'll try to get
his cattle through.

MARCY:
Oh, no.

What's wrong?
What's going on here?

Take him out the back way.

Nothing to worry about,
Mrs. Howard.

Just a trouble maker.

Everything's all right.

Mother, that man--

is he dead?

Look, Ma.

Pa, outside in the hall
we saw them carrying a man.

Adam, I've got to talk
to you, now.

-All right.
-You should've seen it.

David, you promised Aunt Edith
you'd write her a letter.

Now, I want you to go
into your room and do that
right now.

I just wanted to tell Pa
about the man--

I'll tell him.
I'll tell him.

You write that letter now

and when you're through,
I'll look it over
for mistakes.

Do I have to now?

Yes, David.
Go write that letter.

All right.

Adam, that was Nick Barkley.

That's right.

You're trying to ruin
a whole family,

tear down everything
they've built

because of Jarrod.

Because of Jarrod--
exactly.

Adam, you're wrong
about Jarrod.

No more lies, Marcy.

I've got reports
from a private detective

just before we came down here,

reports that give dates,
places,

hotel registers
that you both signed.

Are they all lies, Marcy?

No.

No, we met.

I could never tell you
why we met before now.

Well...

all right, Marcy,

tell me.

[door opens]

I'm telling Aunt Edith
about the drought,

but I don't think
I'm spelling it right.

D-r-o-u-g-h-t.

D-r-o-u-g-h-t.

It still looks funny,

but I guess I'll never be
a champion speller.

Look at it, Pa.

Is it right?

Yes. Yes, Davy,
it's right.

Look at my handwriting.
That's getting better, too.
Isn't it?

Mm-hm, much better, Davy,
much better.

Now, go ahead and finish
that letter.

I guess there won't be
any horseback riding today.

No. No, I don't think so,
Davy.

Now, go ahead
and finish the letter.

All right, Marcy--
the truth.

Go on.

I'm listening.

I can't.

I just can't.

When-- When did all this
start?

I mean, were you in love
with Jarrod

when you married me

and just went on pretending
everything was fine?

Oh, Adam, I do love you.

You've made me happier
than I ever thought I could be.

I don't believe you, Marcy,

not after those reports.

[sighs]

Do you know how much
I loved you, Marcy?

Those 15 years with Cora
were good years,

but there was always
something missing-- a child,

a son.

When she died, I thought
I'd never marry again.

Then I met you,

beautiful Marcy,

young enough to be
my daughter,

and I fell in love,

and wonder of wonders--

a child, a boy,

my son Davy.

I was a lucky man,
wasn't I, Marcy,

at my age begetting a son,

someone to inherit my name,

to take over everything
I worked for?

And I loved my son,

and I loved you, Marcy,
for giving him to me.

But what did you really
give me, Marcy--

some other man's child?

Yes, another man's child,
Jarrod Barkley's.

No!

All right, Adam,
you wanted the truth?

Now you're going to hear it,
the whole truth.

You were right.

I did deceive you,

at first because I was
a stupid, thoughtless girl,

but later on
because I loved you.

All those meetings with Jarrod,
and you say you love me?

Jarrod's only part in this

was to try and help me save
my marriage-- our marriage.

I was in love with a man,

a man who had no goodness,
no kindness in him...

and most of all
no love for me.

When you went to London,
I saw him again,

but only long enough
to say good-bye

and to tell him that I was
in love with my husband...

Adam Howard.

But it was a little too late
for good-byes...

because I was already
carrying his child.

Two years ago

he came to the house.

He wanted to--

he wanted to borrow
some money.

He saw David.

He noticed the resemblance,

and he knew.

Then he wanted to borrow
more than just a few dollars.

I was so scared,
I didn't know what to do.

I said I'd get it for him.

I wrote to Jarrod.

I said, "Would you please
meet me in Carson City?

I need help."

And he just came running
to help you. Is that it?

Yes.

He said forget about
paying the blackmail,

and that I should come to you
right away with the truth,

but I couldn't.

I just couldn't.

There didn't seem to be
any way out...

until Jarrod checked
into his background

and found out that he was
a wanted man,

and he told him to leave
the country.

My last meeting with Jarrod
was in Modesto.

He told me
I was finally free of him.

He'd gone to Mexico.

That's the truth.

There was no other man.

It was Jarrod.

No, Adam.

No, Jarrod
just tried to help me,

help us--

Now, I want you and your son
out of here

by the time I return.

Do you hear me?

[sobbing]

Adam, where are you going?

That's no concern
of yours now.

Adam! Is sh**ting Jarrod

going to make you feel better?

Ma?

David, uh--

David, I want you to pack
your things.

We're leaving.

We're going home?

No, no, but I thought,

instead of you having
to write Aunt Edith,

we could go for a visit.

What about Pa?

Well, he won't be able
to come with us.

He has to do something.

You said he was going
to sh**t somebody--

Uncle Jarrod.

Oh, no.

No, he's not going to sh**t
anyone.

Now, you get
your things together.

If Pa's going to stay,
I want to stay, too, Ma.

Davy...

look, sometimes things happen
between a man and a woman.

It's nothing to do with you,

so don't blame yourself...

but your father doesn't
want us to be with him anymore.

But why?

Because it's so hard
to explain.

Tell me.

I will.
I will when I come back.

Okay? Give me a big hug.

I have to go and do
something very important.

You promise me
you'll be all right?

I'll be all right.

That's my big boy.

Okay, I'll be back
as soon as I can.

Whoa.

OLSON:
All right, let's get him
out of here.

Come on, come on.
We've got work to do.

FOLEY:
Get him right over.

Get out, now.

-All right, let's go.
-Okay.

Ha!

-Nick?
-[groans]

Nick, are you hurt?

How did I get here?

Somebody just delivered you
in a wagon.

Adam Howard.

Looks like that talk
didn't work out, huh?

We didn't talk.

Anyway, it's all right
with me.

I'm through talking anyway.

I'll get them cattle to water.

Think you're going to get them
through that fence?

That's what I think.

-Just like that?
-Just like that.

Now, the cattle and the men
are all ready to go.

You going with us or not?

Nick, that's big trouble.

Then stay here.

I'll get saddled.

Come on.

[horse galloping]

[Nick groans,
water splashes]

What happened to you?

Your friend Howard's
what happened to me.

I told you to stay away
from him.

I know what you told me,

but I've got a whole herd
of thirsting cattle out there,

and for your information,

I'm taking them
onto the Bradys' creek.

Then I trust you've made
arrangements

at the local funeral parlor.

No more talk.
We tried it your way, Jarrod.

We tried it.
It did not work.

Now, you listen to me, Nick.

What you're planning to do
is wrong, dead wrong.

If you think I'm going to let
that hard head of yours
get you k*lled,

you've got
another thing coming.

Wait, wait, Jarrod.

Will you wait a minute?

I'm... sorry, big brother.

I'll get Silas
to look after him.

I'll meet you up
on the north ridge.

All right.

Here you are, Mr. Jarrod.

Just lay still for a while.

Nick and Heath are gone, huh?

To that fence.

There's going to be trouble,
killin'.

Don't you worry, Silas.

There won't be
if I can help it.

[horse galloping]

Oh, Jarrod.
Oh, thank God you're all right.

What is it, Marcy?

Jarrod, I told him.
I told him everything,

and he didn't believe
one word of it, Jarrod,
not one word,

and he took his r*fle
when he left.

He didn't believe you, huh?

Well, Marcy,

looks like we've passed
the time for truth
and understanding.

And now it's
the time for g*ns.

Is that it?

You show me a way
to stop him.

But, Jarrod, wait a minute.
Jarrod!

Like the old man said,

here they come.

Hold it, mister.

Nobody gets through.

Like I said, somebody's
going to get k*lled.

-Nick.
-What?

If you're here to stop us,
Jarrod,

you're on the wrong side
of the fence.

I'm not here to stop you,
Nick.

I'm going with you.

[r*fle fires]

That was a warning!

Stay away from this wire!

Adam, we're bringing
these cattle through.

Try it, and you're dead men.

Davy.

Get out of here, son!

No, sir.

Listen to me, boy.

You can yell at me
all you like.

I heard you yelling at Mother,

so's I guess maybe I can stand
you yelling at me.

I don't know what I done,
but--

David, this isn't the time!

I guess that don't surprise
me none either.

Because you aint had time
for me since we got here,

since everything went wrong.

Please, Davy,

for the love of God...

What's God got to do with it?

You with a g*n ready
to sh**t Uncle Jarrod?

What's God got to do
with that?

Tell me, Pa.

Davy, there are things
you don't understand.

That's what Mother said,

things I can't understand.

Well, maybe I can't,
but I sure as heck

can't understand you
not wanting to be
my father anymore.

Oh, it has nothing to do
with you, Davy.

Your mother-- it happened
a long time ago.

I don't know what happened
a long time ago,

and I don't care.

All I know
is that I'm your son,
and you're my father.

Ain't that so?

Yes, that's so, Davy,

but there's more to it.

There's no more to it.

If you're my father,
you can't just up and
stop being it.

You just can't do that.

You just can't.

Olson! Foley!

The rest of you,
tear this fence down...

fast!

Is that clear?

All right, let's get
these critters to water!

Did you bring this buckboard
out here all by yourself?

I'll be darned.

Well, you got it out here.

You can get it back.

Oh, Jarrod,
what a lovely sound.

The most beautiful music
I've ever heard.

NICK:
Jarrod!

So ends the beautiful music.

Ugh, if this rain keeps up,

I'm going to trade
my horse in for a boat.

[grumbles]

No pleasing him.

That's the first good drink
our cattle have had in months.

Yeah, if they
don't drown first.

-Here.
-Thank you.

Oh, Jarrod, I picked up
a letter for you.

Oh, thank you.

Well, I'll be.

It's from little Davy Howard.

Let's see what he has to say.

"Dear Uncle Jarrod,

"Mother and Father
and I are all fine.

"I hope you are, too.

"There is going to be
a big party here soon.

"It is their anniversary.

"Father is going to write you

and invite you
and your family to come."

-Oh, Jarrod.
-"I sure hope you'll be there.

Your friend David Howard."

I'd love to go.

I think it would be
a good idea.

Let's have dinner,

and we must start thinking
about an appropriate gift.

Well, now, Mother,
what do you get a couple

that's finally got everything?

♪♪ [theme]