There's neon lights in New York City
Bumper stickers that read "I voted for Willie"
Ain't it evident?
It's a small world we're living in
Skyscrapers may kiss the sky
But everywhere's got a countryside
Guess we're not in New York anymore, are we, Biscuit?
We're all stars in a different show
Singing along with the radio
All the same different shades of grey
Just trying to enjoy the ride
- Everywhere's got a countryside - Morning.
How you doing, honey? You good? You good?
Countryside
Where's he at now?
Giving old Tino a piece of his mind
about the controlled burn at the fence line.
Boys aren't happy. Rough few months.
I know. Don't worry, boys. We're gonna get rid of him soon enough. All right?
And if we don't?
If we don't, you're gonna have to put me out of my misery like an old barn dog.
Ah, clue me in, boys. What's so funny?
Huh?
Where do I start? Fact that you got your butt whooped in the last election,
or that when it comes to ranching, you don't know your elbow from your asshole?
Careful, son.
Or what?
Are you gonna steal control of this ranch out from under me? Wait, you already did.
That I did.
But everyone in this room should take note of that fact.
There's another Kirkland in charge now.
And if you don't like it,
don't let the barn door hit you in the ass on the way out.
That includes you.
You done playing big man, or can we get back to work?
Hey!
Don't test me.
- Matty, rotate that herd. - Yes, sir.
Sterlin, make sure we re-up that alfalfa.
- Good work. - Uh-huh.
What's eating you?
Seen the strangest thing this morning. A little silver Audi parked by the pond.
Oh.
See a woman on her cell phone, can't find her way off the ranch.
I had to race out of there, all right?
Yancy needed help with a baby calf.
Did you show her out?
I did.
Thank you.
- What? - I'm not judging your
revolving door of lady friends.
Wait. It kind of feels like you are, Jake.
Figured you might think to rein it in a bit.
Now, why would I do that?
Because… she's back.
Welcome home, sis!
Get over here.
Six months.
Ah, I missed you.
I missed you, too.
- Look, hear me out. - Mm-hm.
You have to promise not to get mad, okay?
She wouldn't take no for an answer.
How's my girl?
Hi, Mom.
We were chit-chatting and your sister let on about your big welcome home party.
"Surprise," Mom.
Surprise party.
Mom.
Not anymore.
- I just had to be here for you. - When was the last time you were here?
Too long. That's exactly my point.
- Well, there's more to it, right? - Mm, definitely.
- Why are you two pitching a fit? - Because we know you.
- Know what I should do while I'm here? - Mm.
Trying to talk you into going back to New York.
I… I'm serious.
When I was visiting you there,
seeing the life you were living, should be living…
Look, I'm not about to give relationship advice.
Thank you. I appreciate that.
Speaking of, how is Roger?
- William. - William.
Number five.
William's fine. Everything's fine.
Oh, you girls.
Can I not spend quality time with my two beautiful daughters?
Is that not allowed?
Yeah, it's allowed, Mom.
Good. One of y'all put on some coffee.
I'm gonna make Texas Rangers.
I still got it.
I'll get the coffee.
Oh, I still got it.
Mm, you still got it, Mom.
I'll be back.
Hey. How'd it go?
- Hi. Good. Yeah. - Yeah?
- Great. - Yeah? Hell, yeah.
I knew our late night tutoring sessions would pay off.
- Yeah. - Hell with cheer, huh?
If your SATs are good enough, UT might consider giving you another scholarship.
Yeah. Yeah, who knows?
Just take the W.
Okay.
Only… if we can get our tutoring sessions back to their original purpose.
Oh, yeah?
Show me.
Okay.
Yeah. Yeah?
Hey, Quinn, welcome back.
Hey.
You're back.
I'm back.
Look at you. Look at this place.
I know, right?
Yeah, so all those times you said busy, you were just massively downplaying it?
- Not too bad, huh? - No.
And… we're actually turning a profit.
Some of the other businesses around here, though, not so lucky.
- Yeah, I heard Miss Ollie's closed. - Yep.
- And Maeve's. - Mm-hm.
I mean, you said it was bad, but I didn't realize how bad.
Yeah, well, once the pipeline was in, AWP cut bait.
All that money dried up.
Half dozen ranches folded.
- A bunch of them sold out and cashed in. - Hm.
Davis?
Davis.
You think that'll really work out, him and Paula Jo reconciling?
I mean, I guess with Reid at A&M now,
he figured he'd just take the money and head to Austin.
Okay, enough about Davis.
- How is NYC? - Ah.
If I'm honest…
playing in front of all those people, it really filled the cup.
But so did this. And I was ready to be home.
Mm-hm.
What?
- Are you gonna ask? - Ask what?
- About you-know-who. - About Staten?
- Yes. - No.
Well, he's been showing up here. Okay?
- Asks after you. - Hm.
I mean, sure, he's had his, you know, dalliances,
but that's…
Dalliances? Is that what we're calling them?
Okay, to be fair, so have you.
Yeah, well, a lot can happen in six months.
You're telling me.
Speaking of, what's the latest and greatest with Yancy Gray
and the whole long-lost wife situation?
Heaven knows I've seen darkness
And I've seen what it can do
Wooooo
There's a storm that's on its way
Wooo oooh, wooo oooh
Sidney?
Where the hell are…
Jesus Christ.
- Can you put on clothes? - Nothing you haven't seen before.
Where are my beers? And my barbecue? That was my lunch.
- I'm trying to keep my hubby healthy. - Don't call me that.
Well, if the shoe fits, babe. Ooh.
Speaking of shoes…
I think these will go great with that little dress I have with cherries on it.
I wore it when we fleeced that surly contractor back in Dallas.
Come on. What is this? I…
I have been patient. I've been kind.
I've been sleeping in the guest room for six months.
You're always welcome in my bed.
You said you needed help, place to lay low after a job gone bad, I gave it to you.
And you promised me that you'd give me a divorce if I did.
We had a deal.
Okay, fine.
I'll leave. If that's what you want.
Okay.
And… Thank you.
Okay, I mean it. I just…
I think it's best for both of us, we go our separate ways.
You mean so you can get back with your hot bartender ex?
I think I deserve the truth, is that it?
No. That's over.
It was over the minute you arrived here in town.
Perfect timing. Thank you.
- Well, it wasn't me that lied to her. - I didn't lie.
You and I both know our marriage was part of a con,
one that I trusted was annulled.
I just need to know if you're--
- I said I'm gonna leave, all right? - Then do it.
Please.
Staten?
Hi there.
Oh. Hey!
It's good to see you.
I could tell by how fast you were trying to get out.
Oh, yeah, I forgot I had to… I had this thing I had to go… Yeah.
I was sorry to hear about Double K.
Your dad contesting you as trustee.
No, I… Are you really that surprised?
Well, hey, it ain't over till it's over, right?
Right.
Good to see you.
You said that.
I feel like we owe ourselves a conversation.
- Is that right? - Yeah.
Huh.
I don't recall my phone ringing once these last six months.
- Oh. - Guess I just figured you'd moved on.
In fact, I heard you had. What was it? Uh…
Ransom's newest bicycle. Everyone gets a ride.
- That's funny. - No judgment. You're a grown man.
The phone rings both ways, doesn't it?
True. Yeah.
I don't remember getting a call from you.
Yeah. But only one person walked out the door that night.
What did you want me to do? Call? Text?
Send flowers? Fly to New York, beg you to come back?
No.
No, I'm good.
I've moved past it.
Have you now?
I think the universe has been trying to tell us something for a long time, Staten.
I think it's high time we finally listened.
Hey there, cowboy.
She's gotta go.
It's hard to believe anything that comes out of that woman's mouth.
I said it since the day she set foot in Ransom. She wants you back.
She's shit out of luck, 'cause I'm good and well taken.
Damn right.
You are.
Maybe we should just tell her.
Force her hand, you know? Make her leave.
No. No. El… I've told you.
Sid is a con artist.
She's always working an angle.
If she gets anything, any crumb of information,
she will use it against us.
We cannot have that.
Not now.
My patience… is running thin.
I went from about to get married to secret girlfriend in one night.
I know.
I'm sorry.
But look, if we play this right,
we're gonna be in the clear.
I'll swing by Gracie's tonight. It'll just be you and me. Okay?
Okay.
The hell's all this?
It's a… it's a catio.
Okay? For Mr. Scratch.
That stray cat?
We don't even know if that fleabag is a mister, Kit.
You can't feed the thing without getting cut up.
- Why do you think it needs a catio? - Look, there's no work. Okay?
I've been losing my mind since the Collins shuttered Bar W.
Makes me sick watching you working every weekend. You should be saving for college.
- I'm happy to help. - You wanna help?
Put in a good word for me at the Double K. Ranching's what I'm good at.
Staten will be at the party tonight.
- Come on. You know I can't do that. - Can't?
Or won't?
Won't. Think Staten's gonna hire the guy
who helped cover up the accident that killed his kid?
Shit, he'd fire me for even asking, and I wouldn't blame him.
You don't get it. It's really bad.
Maybe it's not as bad as you think.
My sister thought she bombed the SATs, and now she's at Duke.
- I didn't even finish, so… - Sure you can't come back to the team?
I can't even lift my arm, so I'm gonna say no.
Besides, you're doing great as team captain.
Doesn't mean you aren't missed.
Hey.
Come here.
It's okay.
It's gonna be okay.
You good, boss?
Yeah.
I'm just weighing the state of things. What are you all gussied up for?
Thanks for noticing. Quinn's welcome home party.
Yeah.
So…
The old man's been on fire.
Told the boys to plow up the Johnson grass, replace it all with Sudan tomorrow.
You wanna push back?
No. Hell no.
I'm gonna stick to the plan.
I'm gonna let him hang himself.
That way, in a couple of months, when that trustee vote comes back around,
the boys will know exactly who to throw their vote behind.
If he burns the Double K down in the meantime?
Well…
Sometimes you gotta burn it down to build it back up.
Come back stronger, now.
Mm.
See you over at Gracie's tonight.
I never said I was coming.
Hell. We both know you're coming.
What's up, Quinn?
All right, let's go.
Hey, you.
Oh, sorry. I thought you were…
Wait, who is this?
- When you get back. - I knew it.
I knew you weren't just here to see us. You're full of shit.
- Quinn, honey. - What's going on?
I just got off the phone with a realtor. Mom's trying to sell the house.
"You know what you should do, honey? Go back to New York."
You… You should go back to New York. I meant that.
Are you trying to sell the house?
I wasn't trying to go behind y'all's back.
I wanted to have this conversation after your party.
Oh, that's so nice. Thank you. Thank you for thinking of me.
Excuse me. I was thinking of you.
Of evicting me?
Because the realtor said there is a handful of very interested buyers.
Jesus, Mom!
This town is dying.
The value of the farm is dipping by the minute. Time to sell was yesterday.
Even if that is true, you can't--
I can. Because I own the property.
And I make decisions regarding it.
Perfect.
Mom, I have to go to my party.
And I have to act surprised. Thank you very much.
Can we still come?
Do whatever you want.
It's what you always do anyway.
Claire, Claire…
That's gonna take a while to mend.
Maybe just tonight.
That ass from Alabama
And she wanna go shopping And get crab legs in Atlanta
And nobody say Miami
But I say that don't matter
Cuz she dress like a city girl
That cook just like my grandma And she ain't from Tennessee
But she a ten in my eyes
And she mine Lord, willing And the river gon' rise
Cutie in a Louie
Look like her mama raised her well
Yeah
Yeah, she know what she doin'
So whatever she doin'
Know that she gon' do it to death, hey
Call her Monday she at work She at work
Call her Sunday she might be at church Be at church
Baby daddy got the baby For the weekend
So On Friday she gon' twerk She gon' twerk
She a demon in a dress She stay on that typa time
And she mine, lord, willing And the river gon' rise
What the hell are you doing here?
I'm showing off my new dress. It's a party, isn't it?
God, don't you just love it here? You and me.
Ransom elevens in a sea of fives.
How about a dance? Hm?
Come on. Come on.
- Whiskey neat. Cheers. - Thank you, Ellie.
- I'll take one more. - Make that two more.
- I thought you might turn up. - Yeah.
Whole town turned up.
Sure. But the whole town didn't drench themselves in cologne.
It's aftershave.
It's a rare occasion I see you nervous.
- I'm gonna enjoy it. - I'm not nervous.
Just like you're not buying me this whiskey here.
- Put both on his tab? - You got it, Sheriff.
Thank you, Ellie.
Hey, thank you for your service. Cheap ass.
Don't you clean up nice?
Aging well, too.
Oh my God. Claire O'Grady, what the hell are you doing here?
- How's your Aunt Bea? - She's dead.
My condolences.
- Two decades ago. - Damn.
I haven't seen you around here in ages. What's the occasion?
Oh, I'm back for Quinn's party.
- Uh-huh. - And the odd loose end or two.
- Oh, loose ends, right. - Mm-hm.
How's the ranch?
- It's awful. - Mm.
Still the charmer, Staten.
- Whoo! - Ever the angel, Claire.
So nice to see you.
Quinn?
- Senator. Or should I say former? - Mm.
Shame about those election results.
Depends on how you slice it.
Nice seeing you, sir.
Clear as day.
You took down your own son and this town for your own personal interests.
I hope on your last days you look back on that flawed decision
with the regret that it deserves.
Well…
It's good to see you.
You too, Sam.
I love your work.
Hi.
Okay, be right back.
That's what I said.
We should all… yeah.
- Hey, y'all. - Hey!
- I was telling Lucas, party at my place. - You should both come.
Yeah, I mean, like… maybe, I just gotta clean.
- So… - We'll be going all night.
We'll catch the next one.
- Yeah. - All right.
Yeah, all good.
Sorry. Uh… I'm gonna… I'm gonna go.
Go. Go.
You shouldn't do that.
It's not a big deal.
I'm just saying, don't dim your light, 'cause hers is flickering.
What does that mean?
Tell me what you mean.
You wanna hit it real nice and soft.
Just
kiss it.
Ah. scratch.
Bummer.
- Yeah. - Hey, did you drop this?
Yeah.
- Thanks. - No problem.
What the hell was that? When did you become so boring?
- Jesus. - I live here, Sid.
I am aware of that.
I left that life behind. I'm not gonna have you screwing this up for me.
You said that you're gonna go, gonna give me a divorce. Gonna stand by that?
I'm thinking on it.
You're thinking on it? Yeah. Yeah, that tracks.
I know that you're playing at something, Sid.
So what is it? What do you want?
I want you.
I miss us. I mean, you and me against the world, playing cons every single day.
How great that felt.
Don't you want that again?
No.
You do.
You… you do.
You're so good at grifting that you are grifting yourself.
You wanna spend the rest of your life shoveling cow shit on a dying ranch?
Tell me that is what you really want, and I will sign the divorce papers tonight.
That's what I want.
If that's how you really feel, I'll just, uh… I'll be on my way.
Sid, I'm sorry.
- Hey, Lauren. - Hi.
- Can we talk? - I'm a busy, but--
- Why are you lying to me? - I can assure you I'm busy.
About the SAT.
Hey, don't, don't blame Ashley for telling me. She's, uh… she's worried about you.
Yeah, who's lying now?
I don't care. I feel bad. Maybe I was putting too much pressure on you.
No, no, it's--
- I need to know you trust me. - Just stop.
You… It's not your fault. It's never your fault.
I didn't say anything to you because I didn't want to disappoint you, but I…
I don't know if I'm going anywhere soon.
And I'm not going anywhere without you.
I'm not leaving you behind. Not now, not ever.
You say nice things, At the end of the day, they're just words.
They're not just words, Lauren. My life is with you.
And if that's here,
maybe that is here.
Okay?
'Kay.
Thank you.
Yeah.
Thanks for a hundred right there.
Buy you fellas your next round?
Huh?
I'll pass.
Any of y'all want to take Mr. Kirkland up on his kindness?
I'm good.
I ain't thirsty.
Mr. Kirkland.
Kit Russell.
I heard you're running things at the Double K now.
Mm-hm.
By the looks of it, sir… could use a hand to give you a bit of respect.
That's a bold move.
Especially coming from the shit-heel
who tried to cover up the death of my grandson.
- Yeah. I did. - Mm-hm.
I was protecting someone.
Kept my mouth shut out of loyalty.
My hot take?
You could use a bit of loyalty.
You're never winning over Staten's guys. Never.
You'd be working cheek-to-cheek with Staten every day.
No, sir. I'd be working for you.
Loyal as the day is long.
Care for a drink?
I'd be grateful.
Boss.
You were right about Sid.
I knew it. She's back for you.
Guess she was hanging on, hoping.
Hm.
But look, I made it damn clear.
There is no future there. I know that it landed.
So it's over?
She's leaving?
'Cause if not, I'm out. We both know the clock is ticking.
- I can't be playing these games anymore. - El, El, El, listen to me.
It's over.
I promise.
Tonight, we're going dancin' I wanna see you fancy
In a Phantom With the ghost of the Opry
Gonna run it up Make the Robert's bill costly
All of my rowdy friends
Dr-drinking 1942
Dressed like 1992
I'm just feeling classic life
Findin' love somewhere Underneath the flashin' lights
And I'm like All right, all right, all right
Feel like Matthew McConaughey
Rebel Without A Cause We were put here to party
And we'll go honkytonkin'
Busted.
Shit. What do you want?
Nothing.
A pull, maybe.
Saw you and Lucas got into a tiff.
That's none of your business, motherfucker.
Whatever. Sorry.
That's fine. It's facts.
I don't want to think about it--
Okay, so change the subject.
Lucas is so nice.
And kind, and… I love him so much.
I really do.
I want to be the person that he thinks I am.
Lately, I just feel like he's been, like, working
to lift me up, and…
I don't want to… hold him back.
You are.
We both are.
Yeah, all I got…
is to try and do right by him while he's still around.
Maybe you should too.
He deserves more than this place.
More than us.
- What poor schmuck's tab is this on? - Give me a break. We're celebrating.
- Celebrating? - Yeah, the end of an era.
Sid and Yancy.
We had a good run, didn't we?
We did, yeah.
To our divorce.
Oh, and you being a father.
You know, on second thought, I am still your wife.
Heartbroken wife of a convicted ex-con
who just so happened to knock up his side piece.
Know what that entitles me to?
Half of Fuller ranch.
Maybe a hell of a lot more.
You'll get your divorce, Yancy.
But it's gonna cost you.
So what, you were playing me?
No.
But what'd you always tell me? Huh?
When the cards don't fall your way,
know how to pivot.
Well, my love…
You ready to go? Tim's doing an after-party, and I am chaperone.
Just a few more minutes, okay?
Okay, but don't get another one.
You overwhelmed?
Thank you.
I mean, I've been
teetering on whelmed most of the night but I might have just crossed over.
Yeah, well, it's a lot.
Coming back.
Party in your honor. Having to fake surprise to all these people.
- I didn't fake it. - You absolutely faked it.
- I didn't. - You did.
- No, I didn't! - You totally faked it.
Are we still talking about the party?
Oh, shit, I hope so.
Look…
I know you're whelmed, overwhelmed, and I don't…
I don't want to add to that.
Mm. But you're gonna.
I miss you.
I just… I'm just trying to be straight with you here.
God knows, I'm not very good at that, but I just…
I miss you, Quinn.
- Wait-- - No, just please let me finish.
I should have called. I should have…
I should have done a lot of things, but…
Now you're back.
And I'm not gonna make the same mistake twice.
- Staten, I need to tell you something. - Okay.
When I was in New York…
Um…
Hey. Hey, what is it?
Everything okay over there?
Yeah, sorry. I…
I just, um…
Will you excuse me for one second? I'm so sorry.
Um…
I'm so sorry.
- What is going on? - Just follow me.
- Let's go. Let's go. Let's go. - Okay.
The Wordle is gazebo.
I knew you'd figure it out.
What are you doing here?
I'm here for you.
I texted you. You said you were at home.
I know, but your mom said that party was a surprise, so…
Of course she did.
Oh, don't be mad. I was the one who called her.
- Why? - Come on.
- Wait, you didn't know about this? - No. Mom…
Oliver, what is this?
This is me trying to convince you to come back to New York.
And, um…
And to ask you to marry me.