01x04 - Estella

[bunniefuu]

- Previously, on Ride...

- So does my niece.

She's not your only
fan in the family.

- Thank you.
- I saw Valeria meet up

with Tucker Clarke last night.

You don't find it a
little suspicious?

- Okay, I gotta see these moves.

Come on, cowboy, let's go!

- You must be freezing.

- Oh, thank you.

- Valeria has been
promoted to co-foreman.

- I've never even
heard of that before.

- Well, now you have.

- I told you these
McMurray's were cursed.

- Now, the only curse we're
suffering as far as I can tell

is allowing ourselves to be
judged by people like you.

- Get in, loser.
We're doing chores.

- Chores, huh?

Wonder if Kenny Bucknam's front
lawn needs some tilling too?

- This is supposed to get
your mind off the Gala.

Focus on something else.

You figured out
what you're gonna do

for your mom's birthday yet?

Oh, you forgot?!
- No, I didn't forget!

No. No, my mom, she
hates her birthday, so...

I never know what to
do when it... pops up.

- "Pops up", huh?
- Yeah.

- Okay, move over, I'm
driving while you brainstorm.

- Still here?

- Oh... hey. Morning.

- I brought you something.

- Mmm, read my mind.

Okay, shh...

- You left the
light on all night.

- Oh. Well, Goldie's
about to give birth.

- You always said a
watched mare never foals.

- Yeah, well, she
lost her last one

and I'm not gonna let
that happen again.

- If you're worried,
you should call the vet.

- No, he's out of town.

Look, I got this.

She's waxing, I
checked her milk,

she should be ready
to go in 24 hours.

- And you're just gonna stay
up with her 'til she delivers?

- I was up for three
straight days with you.

And that's when I
was in the hot seat.

No pain meds either.

- Is that why I'm the favourite?

- You're all my favourites.

Okay, alright, sweetie.

- Oh.

Oh good, it's you.

- Wish everyone answered
my calls like that.

- Oh, I'm convinced
every time my phone rings

that it's Frontier,
cutting me loose.

- On a Saturday?

- Yeah, you're right,
I probably got like,

39 more hours.

- They're not gonna fire you.

You're all over their social
media in a k*ller promo.

- Yeah, but not doing
the trick they sent out

a film crew to sh**t.

- Your riding is
still impressive.

Which is why I was wondering,

do you do lessons?

- For you?

- No, for my niece, Sophie.

She's been begging.

- Oh, that's sweet.

I mean, I'm okay with
it if you don't mind

getting a couple dirty looks.

- If I get to spend the day
with you on the ranch...

- Hey, family meeting.

- I'm gonna have
to call you back.

Hello?

- Well done.
- Oh!

And where's Cash?

- I don't know!

Yee-haw!

Hang on!:
Alright, hey, easy!

Hey, easy, whoa!

Woo-hoo!

Oh!

Yeah, as far as things that
put the fear of God in me,

your driving's got b*llet beat.

God!

- Oh sh**t, we should...
We should get back,

I don't want the other
ranch hands to see me.

- Since when do you
care what they think?

- Uh, since I became their boss.

- Shouldn't you care less?
- Okay, spoken like a true dude.

What? Cash?

- There are many ways
to be a boss and...

Look, I've seen you in action

and you choose the
more, you know,

business-like, very serious.

I mean, even your
voice dropped down.

- What, so I should
be more like Steve?

- No, gosh no.

Uh... be more like you.

- I don't even know
who that is exactly.

- A cool, fun person.

- Even when I'm putting
the fear of God in ya?

- Because you put the
fear of God in me.

- Alright.

- Tuck says he needs
us at the stables.

- She hasn't slept at all?
- Not a lick.

She's running on
coffee and adrenaline.

Hey, what's up?

- Shh...
- Oh.

- Where are you two coming from?

Uh, ranch tours.

- Uh, let me guess, this
is about mom's birthday?

- You remembered?
- Remembered, reminded...

- Your mom pulled
an all-nighter.

- And probably will again
if Goldie doesn't deliver.

- Well, maybe tomorrow,
we force her to relax.

It could be the best
birthday present ever.

- I don't know about that.

She's never liked
celebrating her birthday

and last year...

and last year, she didn't
even get out of bed.

- Yeah, that
was... right after.

- You know, she's always
celebrating everyone else.

Maybe we should celebrate her.

- My mom always had wild
last-minute requests

for her birthday,
so I got pretty good

at throwing things together.
- Perfect!

We'll do like a little shindig.

- Oh yeah, great, so she can
live out her nightmare scenario?

- Okay, we'll keep
it small, low-key.

- Mom's not gonna
leave Goldie's side.

- I could call Cody the farrier.

Bet you he could get
her out of the stall.

- Great! Okay, well,
I'll get decorations.

- And I'll get a cake.
- Yeah!

- A low-key cake.
- Yeah...

- Wait, what about Poker Sunday?

- What's Poker Sunday?

- Oh, it's this tradition
that they started.

- That we started when you left.

- We could just do it after.

Hey!

What in the world
are y'all doing?

- We, uh...
- Uh...

- Uh, nothing, just checking
up on you and Goldie.

- Well...

You've seen us, now go
back to whatever it is.

Off with you.

- Okay.
- Alright.

- Okay, yeah, sorry.

Thank you!

- Head up, eyes forward, honey.

Oh! Looks like someone
special is having a birthday.

Lucky lady.

Hi, Mom.

Thanks.

So, uh... Is the
diner busy as usual?

- Yeah. Yeah,
coffee's just as bad.

So, how has Isabel been?

- She's good.

- I haven't seen her in ages.

Since the funeral, I think.

- Mmm. Yeah, well...

We just wanted to
make things festive.

You know, considering...
Nothing big, just...

a small gathering, just family.

If you... wanna come,
it's tomorrow night.

- Those dirt roads do
a number on my car.

- Right.

- I heard you on that
Desiree radio show.

That was quite something.

- Thanks.

- At least, all that
pageant training

didn't go to waste.

Oh, it didn't.

- Honey, why on earth are
you still on that ranch?

- Mom, please...
- No, I'm just asking.

I mean, I don't know
anything about your life,

what you're doing, if
you have any plans...

- Of course, I have plans.

But because they don't
involve techniques

on how to keep a
swimsuit on me on stage,

I figured you didn't
want to hear them.

- I wanna hear them.

- Okay. Um...

I'm coaching Cash.

- Coaching Cash on what?

Bull riding.

It's basically what
I did for Austin.

- Yeah, and look
where that got you.

- What is that supposed to mean?

- I just don't want you
to repeat my mistakes.

Throw away your life
on another cowboy

that's just gonna
break your heart.

- Austin didn't
break my heart, Mom.

He died.

And he was nothing like Dad.

- Yeah, well they're both
still gone, aren't they?

- And you wonder why I
never come around anymore.

- Missy, I just want
what's best for you

and I wish you could see that.

- Yeah. Me too.

Thanks for the coffee.

- You're preparing for
poker or the apocalypse?

- Monthly poker games
are sacred around here.

Keep making jokes and you
might lose your invite.

- So, am I finally gonna
meet the famous Valeria?

- No, she's not invited.

I went to go to apologize to
her after what she said...

I found four fake
IDs in her stuff.

- Are you gonna talk
to her about it?

- Why? She won't tell us where
she disappeared to for a year,

she lied about Tucker Clarke,
she'll just lie about this too.

- So?
- So our family deserves to know

what she's been up to.

- Just give her time.

It can be complicated
going home.

- Is it complicated for you?

- I came here to be around
the best of the best.

To train as hard as I can.

- You sound like Cash.

- Well, broncs are
different from bulls,

but when you come
from a small town,

there's always pressure.

But at least, you have each
other, family to lean on.

And Valeria's part of that.

So, just think before you go...

blowing it up.

'Cause I wish I had
half as much as you do.

- Well... at least for now,

you have me.

The farrier's
here. You wanna...

- I'll put this stuff away.

- I should... yeah.

Yeah, you'll be
fine... But, Cody...

- Cody?
- Howdy, ma'am.

- I don't remember having any
shoeings booked for today.

- Uh, I called him.

Samson's gait seems off.

- Yeah, I took a peek.

I think he's uh...

he's swivelling
through the hocks.

- I hadn't noticed anything.

Um... didn't you just
shoe him last week?

- It couldn't hurt to
double-check? Right?

- Uh, yeah, Isabel,

I can't in good conscience

leave without you
taking a look first.

Okay.

- I got it.

- So, you were a football player
before you were a bullfighter?

- Mm-hmm. All state,
three years running.

Could have gone pro.

- That was lucky for me.
He saved my life 31 times.

- No, no, 32.
- 32!

- Wait, wait, wait, hold on.

You were in the marines too?

- That's where we met.

Couple of ranchers from Colorado

sharing a foxhole
halfway across the world.

- I found out he was a McMurray,

I knew exactly what I
wanted my next gig to be.

I've dodged
linebackers, b*ll*ts...

- Fists!

- Let's just say bulls
don't scare me that much.

- How many lives
you've lived, Nic?

- I can't tell you that.

Let's just say, the
CIA would have my neck.

- CIA?

- Dang, he's gone gullible!

- Guys, there's like a lot
of work to be done here.

You wanna help out?

- Yeah, Cash, what are
you working on there?

Now, this is a gift for Mom.

A little, you know, outdoor
rest and relaxation.

- We still playing
poker tomorrow?

- Oh, uh... of course.

I got my eyes on these
new pairs of chaps

and based off the
way you fellas play,

I'm gonna have
them.

- You got a pretty face,
not a poker face, bud.

Thank you.

- So, do you need
a formal invite

to this poker game?

- Uh... sure, sure, yeah.

Hmm...

- Do you know how to play?

- Come on, buddy.
There you go.

Yeah.

- His footfall looks fine.

- Yeah, so it is. Yeah.

- You know, uh... Cody,

I've been working
with you for decades

and you've never once
misdiagnosed anything.

- It's a pretty
great track record.

Write me a Yelp
review with that?

- Mm-hmm.
- Anyway, the fact that I'm here

anyway... put me to work.

Maybe I can check in
on Goldie or something.

- Did a certain son of
mine put you up to this?

What? Well...

- Cody. Come on.

- Listen, if Tuff asks,
I didn't say nothing.

- If I needed help,
I would ask for it.

No, you wouldn't.

Listen, I know you've
been up all night,

so how about I get
you some coffee?

I've been hungry
for scones anyway...

- You know what, if you
bring me back a scone,

I swear on my life,

you'll never shoe another
horse on this ranch.

- Fine, then. Blueberry
muffins it is!

- No, I...
- Alright, yeah,

I'll figure out
something for next time!

Yah!

Yeah, get in there, come on!

Get in there, come on!

- First time. You'll
get the hang of it.

- Oh, at least one
of us is riding well.

The arena's out my
window.

- Yeah, okay.

Still not in time
for Frontier, though.

- Well, at least you didn't
make a public spectacle

of yourself at a gala.

- Yeah, that was pretty epic.

- Yeah, that way back
when I used to think

I could rely on my
k*ller riding moves.

- The bulls are kind of
knocking my confidence.

- Stop, you're fine.

Seriously.

- Hey, where did you
go, end of the night?

- Uh... I went for a walk.

You?

- Yeah, same.

- Okay. Yeah.
- Yeah.

- I should, uh... get going.
- Yeah, yeah.

Uh, hey, don't stress, today.

You'll settle.
- Yeah.

- I mean, if I were
them and you showed up

with a six pack and some money
burning a hole in your pocket,

I would be impressed.

And if they're not,
that's their problem.

- Hmm.

Now, that is cake.

- I know, I wanted it to
feel like a celebration.

Though, I did invite my mother.

- Oh.

I ran into her

outside of Eloise's,
and it was so awkward,

I just blurted out
the invitation.

Though, I highly doubt
she's gonna show up.

I don't know.

Connie is full of surprises.

- We had coffee afterwards
and it did not go well.

She says I'm wasting my life
on another McMurray boy.

- Wait, she thinks
you're with Cash?

- What? No. She just...

She thinks that
I'll never move on.

Argh, she just... she
gets under my skin.

She's never cared what I wanted.

- Hmm.
- Oh.

Sorry, I shouldn't have...

- No, look, just 'cause
I didn't have a mom,

doesn't mean you can't
vent about yours.

I hate to say this, but
she might have a point.

You're so busy taking
care of these McMurrays.

You're allowed to
focus on you too.

- Right.

- I'm gonna stash
these in the barn.

- Okay, here, put
these in there.

I'mma take this
with me.

- Hello?
- Hey.

- Oh, hey.
- Um, how's tomorrow?

For you and Sophie.

- Three, two, one...

Oh!

Oh, is it midnight already?

- Happy birthday, Mama.

Oh... Tuff.

What did you do?

Sleepytime Tea? Very funny.

- There's also three pounds

of Whole Bean Coffee
waiting for you,

but you're not getting any of it

'til you get a
full night's sleep.

- No.

I haven't had a full
night's sleep in over a year

so this isn't gonna do squat.

I suppose Cody was
also a gift of yours?

I don't want gifts,
you know that.

- You do so much for all of us.

- Well, that's a mama's job.

- And at some
point, it's our job

to take care of you too.

- Are you saying I'm old?

- No, I'm not saying you're old.

It's not about age.

We just...

want you to know how
much we appreciate you.

- Well, thank you, but I
don't need gifts for that.

- Maybe not.
- I just need my Goldie

over here to have
a healthy child.

Foal.

Wow.

You know what I mean.

- Alright, that was better.

You still got time for a run
and some circuits before lunch.

- Hey, guys, take five.

I uh...

I thought we were
gonna do that together.

- Yeah, I just...

I got something to do today.

But hey, don't let
yesterday's ride spook you.

You're in good shape.

- Missy!

- Hi!

- Sorry to interrupt.

Someone insisted
we get here early.

- Welcome to the McMurray ranch.

Are you ready for
some trail riding?

- Mm-hmm!
- Okay, let's go look

at the horses this way.

- It's a trail ride, huh?

Are you still scoping
our land, Gus?

- Don't worry, today
is not about business.

It's just pleasure.

- Gus is here?
- Yeah.

- You can't tell me that's
Missy's birthday gift to Mom.

- She wants to give him and
his niece riding lessons.

- Listen, speaking
of "fake covers"...

- Oh, so you do
think it's a cover?

- I mean, you're not buying
the riding lesson thing either.

- I'm not. No.

You figure out what
we're gonna tell Mom

about why she doesn't have
to cook dinner tonight?

- Not yet. But I am glad
we're doing something.

Last night, she called
Goldie's fowl a "child".

- Ah...

- This horse's name is Sunny.

Here, you put your
palm out flat.

Yeah, just like that.

There we go.

Now you guys are best friends!

- Can we buy a ranch
like this, uncle Gus?

- Believe me, I'm trying, kiddo.

I'm kidding.

- You are going to love it here.

We have a whole bunch of cows.

We have a whole field of sheep.

- Wow.
- And, best part,

we have a treehouse
by the river.

I used to play there so
much, I used to call it home.

- Did you ever sleep in it?

- All the time. It was
terribly uncomfortable.

That's how much I
love this ranch.

You and uncle Gus
are ready to ride?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Yeah! Here, let's
get that helmet on you.

First, we're gonna
follow the river.

It's a big straight line,
and then to the left

is that treehouse
I told you about.

- Uncle Gus, it's so pretty!

- It sure is, kiddo.

- So at that point, we'd
been separated from our unit

for three whole days.

- That's right. We
were so thirsty,

we would have done
anything for some water.

- Yeah, well speak for yourself,

I could've used a beer.

- How's this?

Mind if I join?

- No, no, of course not.

- Thanks. Hi, I'm Val.

- Hey, I'm Julian.

- Oh, you're that
hunky bronc rider

I've heard so much about.

- I've heard a lot
about you as well.

- Hmm.

- So, how do we do this?

- You don't know
how to play poker?

- No, but I did watch
some games online.

It looks like a lot of fun.

Sure is.

So what are we playing, boys?

- Five card draw.

- Cool, who's dealing?

- It's all you.

- Hmm.

Alright.

How about a no limit
bet, winner takes all.

You can check, but only if
there are no bets on the table.

And if you call, you
gotta match the bet.

And just for fun, deuces wild.

- Dang, girl!

- Can I give Sunny
something to eat?

- For sure. Why don't you give
one to Whisky and Pepper too

so they don't get jealous?

- She's in heaven right now.

- Yeah, I remember
being that age.

Horses were magical back then.

I guess I still
kinda think they are.

- That must be nice.

Finding out what you're
passionate about so young.

- Yeah, it wasn't
without its bumps.

My mom, she hated horses.

She wanted me to
dazzle on a stage.

- Oh, so you're a rebel, then.

I should take a page
out of your playbook.

- Ah!
- My parents hate the idea

of me buying a ranch.

They want me in a corner office,

but... sometimes, knowing
what you don't want

helps you figure
out what you do.

That's what I'm hoping.
- Mm-hmm.

- So, what was it
about trick riding

that made you fall
in love with it?

- Oh, it's just
something about...

that rush of adrenaline you get

from dragging off
a galloping horse.

- So, you're a rebel and
an adrenaline junkie.

- Yeah, that makes me
sound a little more excited

than I actually am.

- Um, I can see why
Sophie's enamored.

Where is Sophie?

- I don't know. Sophie?

- Sophie?

- Cash, I've never
seen you fold so fast.

What are you pinching
your pennies for?

- Maybe he's got himself
a little lady friend?

- I did hear sparks were flying

when he danced with
Barbara Sutton.

- I'm just trying to be focused.

I got my eyes on
this sponsorship.

- Are you sure
you're a bull rider?

Or maybe I like to keep

my options open.

Huh? I got a great poker face.

- Call or bet?
What's it gonna be?

- Just give me a second.

- Guess now would be
a bad time to mention

I never lose at poker.

- Yeah, I don't know
if I believe that.

- Neither did the
guy I played in Utah.

- Why were you in Utah?

- When I ran out of gas,

the only way I could get
home was to win some cash

in a game of five card draw.

I played this cowboy,

cleaned him out but
he refused to pay up.

Insisted I was cheating.

- So what did you do?

- Well, man was 6'6 and
290. Nothing I could do.

'Til I got to the parking lot

where he had parked
his brand new dually

that he conveniently
just filled up.

- You siphoned it?
- Gas fumes are horrible

for your lungs.

- Oh please, I'm a lady.

I siphoned it using two hoses.

A quick puff into one,
pressurized the tank

and the gas flows
right on out the other.

- I've never heard of that.

- You've never heard
of a lot of things.

It's just science, dude.

Anyway, it didn't
cover what he owed me,

but it did get me to Salt
Lake for my next barrel race.

- Funny how you can know
someone your whole life

and they still surprise you.

I'm all in.

Oh, oh, oh!

- Big spender!
- Alright.

- Call.
- Whoa!

Four of a kind.

- Look at that.
- Flush!

Womp, womp...

Aww...

Don't look so glum, Tuff.

I'll take my winnings

and everyone out
here for a beer.

- Love you, Val!

- Sophie!
- Sophie!

- This isn't funny!

Come out if you're hiding!

Sophie!

- She's not here.

- I should have
kept a closer eye.

- No, I distracted you.
- We got lost on this ranch

all the time as kids and
we always got home safe.

- Yeah, and Nic and the other
ranchers are already looking.

- Okay, look, we'll find her.

The important thing is
that we don't panic.

- Okay, stick to your buddy

and go in your
assigned directions.

- Okay, I'll go
back to the stables,

just in case she turns
up there and everyone,

just remember to
keep your phones on.

- And we were worried
about Mom's birthday

being triggering without her
having to search for a lost kid.

- Maybe we should
cancel the shindig?

- What, shindig?

- Hey, I come in peace.
- Hi...

- Check my pockets, not a
single baked good on me.

- Uh...

- What's wrong?

- There's a little
girl lost on the ranch.

And...

Ugh, I said I'd stay here
in case she came this way.

- Well, I got Trigger in
the trailer and I can cover

a lot of ground.
- No, no, no, there's already

a bunch of people out there
looking for her. It's...

- Alright, I'll sit
back here with you.

After all, you've got a
pregnant mare in there.

Not that you can't handle it.

- Alright, well...

As long as you distract me.

There's a million
places she could be.

And the river is sky
high this time of year.

- You know, there's
still a lot of time,

there's plenty of light left.

Don't worry, they're
gonna find her.

- You know, ranch life is...

not for the faint of heart.

It's just... it gets to me
sometimes more than others.

- It's understandable.

- And my kids!

My kids... think
that I'm overworked,

half-crazed, so they
planned this shindig...

Shindig, I don't know...
- Isabel, wait...

Is it your birthday? It is!
- Oh! Oh, no.

Come on, not you too!

- What's wrong with
acknowledging your birthday?

- A lot!
- Really?

- Yes.

- You know, all I know...

is that...

you know, the bad times,

they make the good times better.

This is really just
about your kids.

They wanna celebrate you.

- Sophie!
- Sophie!

- I know you think I
shouldn't say anything,

that I should
maintain the peace...

I'm not feeling very
peaceful right now.

The more I get to know
Valeria, the more I realize...

I don't know anything about her.

Poker, swindling that guy...

And now she's all
buddy-buddy with Cash.

- You really are the
family bullfighter.

Have to protect everyone.

But no one asked you.

Except to help look
for this little girl.

- Sophie!

- Sophie!

- She's not in here.

She's gonna be fine.

One time, Austin and me
were out here for days

and no one sent a
search party after us.

- Well, she didn't
grow up on this ranch.

- Right. She grew up in
a mansion with a maid

serving her breakfast.

- Okay, she didn't ask to
be born into that life.

And she's not prepared
for whatever's out here.

- I feel sick about this.
- Missy...

- No, I was blabbing
on and on because...

- I should have mentioned
something to you.

Sophie hasn't been having
an easy time at home.

My sister Laura, she's
been dating somebody

for about six months and now
they're talking marriage.

That's part of why I
wanted to bring her out

to the ranch today.

I don't know, she seems
to love it here so much,

maybe she doesn't wanna leave.

- The treehouse. Wait,
I was telling Sophie

about the treehouse
that I used to sleep in

when I would run away.

You stay here, in
case I'm wrong.

Come one.

Let's go.

Sophie!

Sophie!

Whoa, whoa.

Sophie?

Come here, boy, come here.

Sophie, if you're up there,
just stay put, okay? I'm coming.

- I'm up here!

- There you are!

You had us all
worried, little miss!

Are you hurt?

No?

I gotta get you back home, Soph.

- I don't wanna go home.

- You know...

Your uncle Gus,

he told me that your
mom is getting married.

It's excited.

- Not for my dad.

- Yeah, I know it's hard.

My parents split
up too, you know?

And I loved both my mom and dad,

but they just didn't seem to
like each other all that much.

The thing about parents

is that they need you as
much as you need them.

And running away...

That only makes them scared
and if you run away a lot,

that scared feeling
might never go away.

- I don't want
them to be scared.

- Yeah, I know you don't.

- Be safe, be safe...
- Uncle Gus!

- You, come here! Oh my gosh!

I'm so glad you're safe.

Made me worried sick. Ah!

Thank you.
- Yeah, of course.

- I'm sorry.
- No, don't be.

I had a good time.

Given the circumstances.

- Yes, so did I.

I'd like to see you again.
If you're okay with that.

- Oh, thank God!

Oh, are you okay?

We were so worried about
you. Where did you go?

To the treehouse!

- Hey! Missy, glad
you found her.

Goldie foaled.

- I should get Sophie back.

- I'm gonna...
- I'll be there in a second.

- Let's go.
- Uh, hey.

Um...

I would be okay
seeing you again.

Did you hear that?

I say, you hear that?!

- See?

Sometimes, doing nothing's
the best thing you can do.

- Yeah. I know.

Mmm.

But I am not getting in
the hammock anytime soon.

I got it covered.

- At least someone's
enjoying it.

- I...

I don't believe we've met.

- Mom, this is Julian.
Julian, this is my mother.

- Happy birthday, Mrs. McMurray.

- You can call me Isabel.

- Alright, should we
start figuring out

what we're gonna do about...
- No, I don't want anything.

No presents or nothing.
- I just meant food.

Food, Mom.

Oh. Okay.

Well, let me see what I have.

- I can always eat.

- Ah, this day,
such a crazy day.

Happy birthday to you!

Happy birthday to you!

- Stop, stop, stop singing!

I can handle the cake,
just not the song.

- Okay, but at
least make a wish.

- Make it a good one.

- Mmm.

- You must have
wished for flowers!

These are from all of us.

- And there's
plenty of food too.

- I wish you didn't do this.

But I am glad you did. I...
- Aww...

- Thank you.
- Happy birthday, Mama.

- To the best mom
anyone could ask for.

- To the woman who taught me
how to ranch, how to hunt,

how to be stubborn.
- Oh yeah.

- And to the woman who gave
me the best home I ever had.

Cheers!

- Hey, happy birthday, Mom.
- Thank you.

Connie.

Yeah, it was a hard drive.

Great party.

Happy birthday.

- It's been a long time, Connie.

It's nice of you to stop by.

- Glad my daughter invited
me to the ranch for once.

- You know, you're
always welcome.

- Yeah, that's what
she kept saying.

Want to bring
those balloons over here?

- Look at her. She's
still standing strong

after all this time.

After all she's been through.

You must have done
something right.

- You're sure that
was me, not you?

- Come on, now. We both know
how hard it is to be a mom.

No need to keep score.

- Easy to say when you're
the one who's winning.

- Alright, look. Um...

Can I offer you a
beer? Come on in.

- Uh, white wine.

- Uh, okay.

- Isabel. Isabel, I'm so sorry,

I did not think she was gonna...
- It's fine!

- It's not fine. I didn't
mean to ruin your birthday

more than I already have.
- You didn't ruin anything.

And neither did she. Look,
it's nice that she came.

Besides, a little birdie told
me it's good to let people

do nice things for you
every once in a while

Here. Go talk to your mama.

- She's not coming over
here to talk to me.

- Somebody needs to
make the first move.

Go. Go.

- Mom.

Hey.

I'm glad you came.

- You never were
very good at fibbing.

- I'm not fibbing.

You don't think I miss you?

- Darling, you've been
trying to run away from me

since you were old
enough to walk.

- Just because I
ran to this ranch,

doesn't mean I was
running away from you.

- I poured everything
I had into you.

I gave you every option.
- Except for this one.

- Except for this one.

- And that's the problem, Mom.

You can't just love 99 % of me.

You have to love all of me
or it doesn't feel like love.

- Of course I love all of you.

When you
married Austin,

I kept my mouth shut.

When he died, I
went to the funeral

and I kept my mouth shut.

No parent wants to see
their kid in that much pain.

I just wanted to
be there for you.

And you cried on
Isabel's shoulder.

- Mom, I...

I don't know what to say.

We were both grieving Austin.

She had just lost her child.

- Yeah.

And there's no worse pain.

I should go. Long drive back.

- Oh. Oh, okay,
I'll walk you out.

- I need a car wash
and a realignment

every time I make this trip.

- Yeah, that's why
God invented trucks.

Yeah.

I know you don't want my advice,
but as long as you're here,

I am worried that you're always

gonna be in the
shadow of a McMurray.

- Mom.

I...

Drive safe.

- About what I said
at poker, I'm...

I'm not keeping my options open.

I mean, it's not like I
have a girl in every town.

- That's cool, I mean,
you can if you want.

No one's stopping you.

- I don't like that
look in your eyes.

- She's got her hooks in him.

- Her hooks?

- I can't help it.

I'll be right back.
- Tuff.

- That's why I like them.
- Carrots?

Anyway. Hmm...

- Well. I guess I
should be hitting home.

- Oh. Uh, thank
you for everything.

Um... And you were right.

I did need a distraction.

- I think I needed one too.

Well...

Happy birthday, Isabel.

- Thanks.

- You know what? Um...

I think I'll follow you out.

- Just gonna check on Goldie.
I know what you're doing.

- Yes, I am. Yes, I am!

- You don't have to
explain yourself.

- I know, I know, I just...

I um...

I'm not usually very good at...

I like to have fun.

I like to laugh.

- Yeah, I like to laugh too.

- So yeah, I think
we should, you know,

we should go mud-bogging again.

- Okay. Let's go mud-bogging.

- Val, it's time we talk.

- Uh, can it wait?
- No, it can't.

- Just, you know, a
little later, Tuff.

What are... What are these?

Fake IDs? What is...

- You had no right to
go through my stuff.

- Yeah, maybe not.

But we've been through too much
for me not to do everything

I can to protect this family.

- Hey, Tuff.
- She lied to us

about Tucker Clarke, you
won't believe a word I say,

what am I supposed to do?

A whole year and she
won't say one word

about where she's
been and now this?

She owes us an explanation.

- An explanation about what?
- What's going on?

- Nothing. This is between
Cash, Valeria and I.

- No, she should hear
this. You all should.

I mean, I left you all
in the lurch, right?

Least I could do is
give you an explanation.

I was in dept to Tucker Clarke.

- Tucker Clarke?
- What kind of dept?

- Gambling, I...

Poker.

He was getting angry.
That's why I had to leave

the way that I did.

- Why didn't you
just tell us, V?

- I was ashamed.

- Why fake IDs?
- Wait, fake IDs?

- Look, I used them
on the road, okay?

I didn't want Tucker to find me

before I could get the
cash to pay him back.

- Okay, well, are
you still in debt?

- No. No, I...

I spent the last year
earning enough to pay him.

Look, I only play for
beer money, now, I swear.

- Alright.

- I'm sorry that you felt

like you had to hide
all this from us.

And I'm sorry that it
had to come out this way.

Everything's out
in the open now.

It's okay, it's okay, come here.

Estella!

Miss Estella!

- Coming!

- She's ready to see you.

- I love you, Mommy.

- I love you too, mija.

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