Previously on Walker...
CASSIE: A happy Thanksgiving to all who celebrate.
And this suit. Forgive me.
Y'all know I prefer robust holiday attire.
Well, Grey Flag had other plans for your wardrobe, I guess.
WALKER: Hey, um...
What the hell was that earlier with James, Grey Flag?
We don't know what James knows or doesn't know.
We stick to our story.
I don't know who you're becoming,
but it is not a good person, and I don't like it.
WALKER: My daughter is an adult now.
And she needs to take responsibility for her actions.
Okay, you know what? Enough. It was August who threw the party.
It was August who got his sister thrown in jail.
And it was August who lost your liquor license.
You don't have to be such a bitch about it, Mawline.
What the hell did you just say?
Okay, hold on, would you, Daddy? I'll handle this.
BONHAM: Well, I guess you better handle it, Cordell,
- or by God, I will. - WALKER: Mama?
♪ ♪
Dad.
Go.
- Go get your grandfather. - Okay.
Get your grandfather right now! Get Gramps!
Gramps! Grampa! Grampa!
♪ That I knew you well... ♪
- It's Mawline, I don't know, I don't know... - What happened?
- ...but she's... - Abby!
Abby! Cordell, what happened?
- I don't know, Daddy, she was just there... - What happened?
Darlin'? Oh, my God.
♪ Who has taken my brain... ♪
(echoing): Sweetheart?
♪ You can put me to bed ♪
♪ But you can't feel my pain... ♪
Look at me, look at me. Can you open your eyes?
♪ When the machine has taken the soul ♪
Go! Go get the truck!
♪ From the man ♪
♪ And it's time to leave something ♪
♪ Behind ♪
♪ Oh, money is free ♪
♪ But love costs more than our bread ♪
♪ And the ceiling is hard to reach ♪
♪ When my son is ♪
♪ A man he will know what I meant. ♪
DOCTOR: What happened?
Uh, we just found her outside.
She was on the ground, unresponsive.
DOCTOR: All right, was anyone with her when it happened?
No, we just found her there.
- She was laying there. - NURSE: Coming through!
I need an IV, I need oxygen,
I need vitals, I'm gonna start a neuro check.
(indistinct chatter)
All right, she's gonna be all right.
All right, let's go wait.
- Let's go wait, okay? - All right.
Okay, ma'am?
Ma'am?
Can you do me a favour and try to lift your arms for me?
Let's see, okay.
Right arm is unresponsive.
- (monitor beeping) - Okay...
- Uh, can you finish? - NURSE: Copy that.
I'm sorry, sir, you can't be in this room right now.
- No, I'm fine, I'm fine. - No, we need some space.
I will come and get you when we're done, please.
Vitals are hooked up.
IV?
(indistinct chatter)
(indistinct P.A. announcement)
- Dad. - What happened?
- Is Mawline okay? - Stella.
WALKER: Uh, hey. Hey, hey.
We don't know yet, okay?
She's, she's in there with them still.
Augie, hey, buddy, come here.
Come here.
Don't worry, all right? Don't worry.
She's gonna be all right.
(door creaks open)
Hi, I'm Dr. Woodward.
- I'm treating Abeline. - What happened?
Abeline suffered a transient ischemic attack.
- What does that mean? - A T.I.A. is a temporary stroke.
In Abeline's case, a mild one.
Okay, uh, so, uh...
What's her prognosis moving forward?
There's no lasting brain damage or residual symptoms.
Looks like it resolved itself.
I do recommend rest, an aspirin regimen,
stress management, and a heart-healthy diet.
She's gonna be okay.
Thank you.
Yeah, thank you. Uh, can we visit?
- Absolutely. - WALKER: Great.
But one at a time, please.
All right, all right.
- Go, go, go. Go, Dad. - Come with me.
- BONHAM: Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
(monitor beeping steadily)
This mattress was made in a quarry.
How you doing, darlin'?
I'm a little tired.
The tests they ran even need to be tested.
And imaged and the whole nine.
We're all just...
so happy that you're okay.
Boys are in the waiting room
with the kids and...
And the doctor said you're gonna be back
to your normal self in no time.
Do you remember the first time we came here?
When Cordell was born?
No.
We were still dating.
It was one of your early attempts
to woo me with your homemade spaghetti
and giant meatballs.
Which were severely undercooked.
(laughs)
Hence, our-our visit.
Oh, the good ol' days.
Don't do that.
Don't talk about the past like we don't have
much of a future, Abby.
I just meant I love and appreciate
all the times that we've had together.
Well, then, you bash my cooking some other time.
(chuckles softly)
Right now, you get some rest.
All right? Or you're gonna be laying
in this rock-hard bed forever.
I'm here.
♪ ♪
Barnett?
(grunts)
Appreciate that. Hey, Cap.
- Hey. - Any news on Abby?
Yeah, I just talked to Walker.
Either she's released today,
or there was a promise of bodily harm.
(chuckles) Yeah, that sounds like her.
Yeah, yeah.
So Walker's gonna be out of the office
in the next few days helping her recover.
I need you to work a case with Perez.
Okay. All right, cool.
Do you want me to get the details from Cass?
No. No, the opposite actually.
You're gonna fill her in.
You know who Victor Ziff is, right?
Yeah, the tech dude. Big personality?
- The one and only. - What about him?
He's missing. Left his cell phone behind,
hasn't made any contact. He just kind of...
dropped off the face of the Earth.
Troopers suspect foul play.
Well, I could think of a billion reasons why.
- Any leads? - His wife, Madison Ziff.
Right before he disappeared,
several bank accounts were drained.
Her lawyers have built a wall around her.
She's, she's not talking.
So I want you and Perez to start by looking into
where she could have hid the money.
Then we can make an arrest.
Try to get her to confess.
- All right? - Yeah.
Cap, you good?
Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.
Just follow the money.
Yes, sir.
Hey, Trey?
Look, besides the fact that we're dealing with a...
high-profile missing person,
things around here have gotten a little...
lax lately.
I need to know that I can trust
and count on my Rangers, Barnett.
So I want this done by the book. I expect you to follow
not only the spirit of the law but also the letter.
- You got it? - Yeah.
And check in with me before you make any moves.
You got it, Cap.
Ranger Perez.
Hey. What was that about?
I'll fill you in on the way.
All right, here we go. Easy, easy, easy.
- Easy. - Okay, guys.
I have lived here for...
Well, long enough to know
where every step is, so I got it.
Okay, don't be a bad patient, Mom.
Well, just slow.
- Look at these. - BONHAM: All right.
These are TEDs.
For what?
They're compression socks.
I know what they are, honey, I just...
Unless you're taking me to Paris...
is this really necessary?
(sighs) Well, they may look funny, but...
(stammers) They're supposed to be good for hypertension.
(stammers) Would you just please
wear the damn things?
I hear that they're beneficial?
- I don't know just... humour him. - Okay, fine.
But I'm... you know, I'm gonna wash them first.
Oh, will you please thank Ben
for these flowers?
Yeah, you know, I forgot that I told him that your favourite
flowers were zinnias, but
he remembered. (chuckles)
You two seem good.
Well, we... we had one hell
of a first Thanksgiving together.
(whispers): God Almighty.
- Yeah. - (loud clattering)
What the...? What...?
- (clears throat) - Wait. Wh... I'm going.
LIAM: I can go, okay?
Dad.
What are you doing?
Why does everything have to be drowned in salt?
To make it taste better.
Well, low sodium helps reduce the risk of...
A stroke?
You can say the word, Bonham.
Honey, could you give us a second?
Yeah.
- Good luck. - ABELINE: Yeah.
What's that?
Well, I-I know everyone's still a little shook up, but, um,
in the spirit of change,
I think it's time that we discuss a hard topic.
Absolutely not. We already have a will.
I know. But it hasn't been updated in ages.
And we have a lot more stuff now.
And two grandkids. And...
we almost lost it all in a damn horse race.
So could we please just make it a little more official?
So things go to the right place.
Oh. Um...
my mother's jewellery,
I'd like Stella to have that.
And the piano-- August.
I mean, reminiscing on the past at the hospital.
Now you're talking about what's gonna happen after you die?
I don't...
(sighs) I don't want to talk about that stuff, Abeline.
No, I'm-I'm-I'm serious.
Please, just don't push it.
Excuse me.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
AUGUST: Um...
(sighs) I'm sorry, Mawline.
I d... I... I don't know how to tell you how sorry I am.
- But I... - I don't believe
that you actually meant to say what you did.
I didn't. I didn't. I swear.
I was just so mad at myself for everything
and then I said it and then...
you, uh...
What?
You think you caused that?
You are a good person
who just seems to be a little lost right now.
Lashing out like you did,
I don't think that is the right path.
But...
you're finding your own way back.
And we all say things that we regret.
(door opens)
What you're feeling...
(door closes)
...means you got a good ticker.
Okay?
Okay.
Come here.
Now, honey, would you take that into the kitchen?
- I want to talk to your dad. - Yeah.
Mama.
(inhales sharply, exhales)
Did he apologise?
Mm-hmm.
Okay. Okay.
Well, that's good. That's a start.
Uh, but that boy's punishment is far from over.
Wait, hold on.
Before you make him go rebuild the barn on his own,
I would like you to take the kids to Dallas.
Dallas? Mama... (chuckles)
Now's not really the best time for a road trip.
I want to see my brother.
You haven't talked to Uncle Willie
in-in, what, like, 20 years? More?
I call him every Thanksgiving.
Right, right. And he never picks up.
Uh, Mama, I think it's time he showed some effort.
He's stubborn.
Yeah. (chuckles)
But...
...go talk to him.
I mean, I'd go myself, but your...
father would put me in a full compression suit.
- (chuckles) - So,
please, Cordell,
see if he'll come for a visit.
(grunts softly)
♪ Out on the road, ridin' all night... ♪
WALKER: Hey, y'all know that, uh,
your Uncle Liam is named after my Uncle Will?
Willie. William. Liam. You know?
Why would Mawline do that if they don't like each other?
Well, you know, they-they were on better terms
when Liam was born, so, uh...
Yeah, until he became the black sheep.
I can relate.
WALKER: All right, Augie,
y-you're not the black sheep.
Yeah, tell that to Gramps.
Your Gramps is just hurt, okay?
He's a bit more old-school. You know?
You-you mess with him, he'll forget by sundown.
You mess with someone my daddy loves... (chuckles)
You'll understand when you're married.
(phone shuts off)
♪ ♪
Stella.
Hey. You in there?
Oh! What is your problem?
Oh, my God. I'm sorry.
I just need a cord so I can charge my phone.
Do you have it?
No, I don't have it.
Okay.
That's all you had to say.
Now go back to being emo or whatever.
We wouldn't even be on this road trip if it wasn't for you.
Ah, I forgot. You are the favourite.
And Gramps gave you a list of things to say
to remind me to hate myself?
STELLA: Yes, actually.
Number one, this is all Augie's fault.
Number two, you are too reckless.
- I'm reckless? - Yes! - Guys.
Says the one who brought her little brother
to steal Dad's car.
- WALKER: All right. - STELLA: Oh, come on,
you practically begged me to come.
- WALKER: Guys. - STELLA: That was your choice.
- No, it was not my choice. - This is gonna be a nice trip!
It's not like you've never made a bad choice, Stella.
You almost became Mrs. Trevor West, 'member that?
How can you even say something like that
after what we went through together?
This is what I am saying!
You are not even hearing yourself anymore!
Right, I'm so sorry I forgot to run everything
through the "will this upset Stella?" filter.
I am sorry that you feel like an ass
for putting Mawline in the hospital,
but that is nobody's fault but yours!
You're such a toad, Stella.
What did you just say?!
- You heard me loud and clear. - Okay, no, no, no, no, no,
- no, no, no, no. - What did you just call me?
Okay, no. No.
Out.
Uh, Dad, what-- what do you mean?
I mean get out of the car. Now.
You're walking.
How long are we supposed to walk for?
Uh, well, the bed-and-breakfast is about three miles from here.
Should be long enough for you two to get over yourselves.
♪ ♪
(indistinct chatter)
CASSIE: Hmm.
This is a nice campus.
Madison teaches here?
Yep. Non-Western History.
Hmm. That's random.
I'd rather just sit and count my billions.
Yeah.
Well, while we wait,
- how's your love life going? Hmm? - Aw.
Making dry January
- a year-round thing? - (scoffs)
Okay.
A, that is not what "dry January" means.
And B, I'm doing just fine,
- thank you very much. - Mm-hmm.
Mm.
So, how's my man Kevin doing?
- Oh, no. Don't start. - Uh, oh, yeah.
I heard you two just disappeared into the night.
Oh, please. No.
(stammers) My brother took off in my car. We were stranded
- and... - Oh, you were stranded.
- Yeah. - Yeah, it's not like we...
Oh.
Ranger Barnett. Ranger Perez.
Um, this is one of my attorneys.
- Just one? Huh. - He doesn't think that I should be talking to you at all.
Look, I just want to get this over with.
I have no idea what happened to Victor.
As you told the original investigator.
MADISON: Yes. And I also told him
that there's no reason for me
to be involved in his disappearance.
Victor and I ended things a long time ago.
And yet you're still running his foundation.
We started that company.
Together.
That's been the hardest part.
What do you mean by that?
We were getting a divorce.
Pretty straightforward, but...
the cost of my freedom is our company.
So you don't know anything about the accounts being emptied?
No, I don't.
And if you're going where I think you are, don't bother.
Victor and I already reached a settlement.
I'd really advise that we don't talk about numbers.
As a matter of fact, Madison, we should really get going.
- We're gonna have more questions for you. - Fine.
Submit them to my office
and we'll see if we can make Mrs. Ziff available to respond.
We're good here.
Let's go.
My husband...
wasn't the man that you think he was.
- You catch that? - Yeah.
- She referred to him in the past tense. - Mm-hmm.
What are you doing?
Cap said he wanted real-time updates.
He told you that? Not me?
(birds chirping)
(indistinct chatter)
Uh, where's Dad?
♪ Here comes my coat ♪
♪ I stop to see the mystery lights... ♪
STELLA: Hi.
- We're looking for... - No vacancy.
Especially for you.
Wait, what?
Look, Lucy,
I don't take monopoly money as payment,
and I don't have time for this,
whatever it is.
So why don't you and dirty little Linus here
just get out of my bed-and-breakfast, okay?
What did you just say?
You heard me. Beat it.
No. Who do you think you are?
- I'm sorry. - AUGUST: Okay.
All right, all right. Stella, let's just-- Come on.
Let's just go and try to find Dad.
It's fine.
Here's my dad now.
He's a Texas Ranger.
WALKER: It's okay, Stella. It's okay.
He knows who I am.
Augie, Stella,
say hello to your Granduncle Willie. (sighs)
Uncle Willie.
Right, right. Forgot you don't like to be touched.
I'm sorry. It's been a long time.
These are your kids?
They sure are.
Yeah. Figures.
Like I said,
no vacancy.
(chuckles) Well,
would you like to know why I'm here after all these years?
Well, Abeline's work, I'd imagine.
But I don't give a darn tootin', really, so...
Well, your sister had a TIA. A, uh... a mini-stroke.
(stammers)
She's gonna be okay.
But she wants to see you.
So she asked the kids and I head up this way
and invite you to come back with us for a visit.
Well, I'm, uh...
I'm much too busy. So, sorry.
He just told you your sister is sick,
and you're too busy?
If Abbs wants to call me,
- she knows the number. - (Walker scoffs)
WALKER: She has called you.
Every single Thanksgiving.
But you don't pick up.
(stammers)
What happened between us goes back 20 years.
You have no idea the kind of pain she's caused me.
So don't you dare
- come in here and... - I don't have any idea. I don't know.
But I do know that she wants to have a relationship with you.
A fresh start.
If you'd like.
And we actually, uh, do have a room here under--
here it us-- uh...
Stella Blue.
We'll be staying the night.
(groans softly)
So, if you change your mind
about wanting to come back with us for a visit,
- we leave in the morning. - (key jangles)
All right.
Thank you.
Let's get our bags. (clears throat)
Oh. Uncle Willie.
I like what you've done with Meemaw's house.
Looks good.
(door closes)
(footsteps approaching)
I thought the doctor ordered you to take it easy.
It's a potato peeler, Bonham, not a kettlebell.
Okay. Well, could you put it down for a second, please?
- What's that? - Well, I've been doing some research,
and this is a holistic vitapak.
I want you to start a regimen.
It's good stuff, Abeline.
It's-- It-it dates back to ancient China. You see...
that big one there,
that's-that's colloidal silver.
Comes in a pill now, I guess.
Go on.
Why aren't you wearing your TEDs?
Okay, that's it.
Sit down. Please?
(exhales)
I can't stop living a normal life
just because you think that any misstep
will land me back in the hospital.
It's also awfully hypocritical.
- Meaning what? - I seem to remember
you handled your cancer diagnosis pretty privately,
till I found out, at gunpoint.
- Mm. - And why is it that, you know,
you want me to try your vitapak,
but you won't even broach the subject of our will?
Now, I think it's really sweet
that you are going the extra mile for me,
but maybe dial it down a notch.
And one more thing.
Take it easy on August.
- He didn't cause my stroke. - I know that.
But you were almost taken from me.
So you want me to ease up? Fine.
But don't ask me to make plans for after you're gone.
That's asking too much.
This is Mr. Ziff's office
Here, I can access his computer for you.
- AUTOMATED VOICE: Welcome to Ziff Enterprises. - Wow.
Welcome to your future.
- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.
- Are you gonna find him? - We're gonna try.
Hey.
What would you do with $7 billion?
That's easy. I'd buy the Red Socks.
- (chuckles) - What about you?
I would buy an island
- in St. Lucia. - Okay.
Oh, here's something.
Trade secrets of a guru.
Ziff's assets.
Wow, looks like he owned half the city.
He's bought and sold dozens of condos, office buildings.
He could have had his own house-flipping show. Hmm.
Oh, except that one.
He couldn't sell that one.
- Wait, pull that up. - Mm-hmm.
All these multi-million-dollar listings,
and Ziff buys a warehouse that makes futons.
Love a good futon.
He sells all the other ones, but he keeps this one.
Huh.
Well, there you go, that's why.
He couldn't sell it.
It was red-tagged by the city. Structural damage.
Okay, so the Ziffs own a warehouse that
- they can't use or sell. - Mm.
That sounds like the perfect place
to bury a body to me.
(phone buzzing)
- (smacks lips) - Yeah.
Hey, partner, how's Dallas?
WALKER: Uh...
well, could be better, you know, could be worse.
I got your text. What's up?
- Um, have you spoken to Captain James today? - No.
I-I tried to check in, just got his voicemail. Why?
He seems buggy. You think he suspects anything?
He did tell me he wanted to talk to me at Thanksgiving.
He said he wanted to talk
to both of us.
- Did he say anything else to you? - (sighs) No.
Opposite. He's been cold,
like he knows we lied.
Listen, we should really talk
- when you get back. - Yeah, look,
in the meantime, I gotta get back to my kids
and their battle royale.
Oof, good luck with that.
Thanks. Bye.
- All right? - Yeah.
Yeah, let's go.
All right, to the warehouse?
You know what, let me check in with Cap first.
Well, let's just drive by and see what we find.
Sounds like something that we're gonna need a warrant for.
Relax. We're just going for a drive.
A warrant will take at least a couple of days.
Let's just get some eyes on it so we don't waste our time.
I don't know, Cass. Cap was pretty adamant.
Look, I'm your superior.
If all else fails, we'll just say that
I brought you there against your will.
Hmm?
(country music playing indistinctly)
Mmm.
Okay, uh, all right.
I know things have seemed a bit, uh,
heated recently, but we're family,
so let's talk it out.
Who wants to go first?
(music continues playing softly)
- Okay, I will. - Why do you hate us?
- Oh, my God. - Well, that's the way that it feels, Augie,
like you don't want to be a part of this family.
AUGUST: Yeah, well, you would know, right?
You're the one who moved away.
- And you were... - No, no, no. Shh, shh.
Let's-let's not start this all over again.
But let's...
You know what, forget it. Just...
do what y'all want.
Yeah. Way to go.
How do you not understand that this is all your fault?
Oh, whatever, toad.
♪ ♪
What?
Do you know why you're having such a hard time?
Oh, I bet you're gonna tell me.
What is it, my aggressiveness, my recklessness? What?
It's because you miss Mom.
You wouldn't be acting like this if she was here.
Okay, you know what, Stella,
you could say that about anything.
Do not bring Mom into this.
She used to call you her little toad.
Do you remember that?
You used to make these little noises
that sounded like a toad,
so she started to playfully call you one.
No, I don't, I don't remember that, Stella.
I didn't either, until you called me it.
And then I realised.
You said Dad favours me.
That's the way that I felt with you and Mom.
Things just seemed easier between you two.
You were so close.
Yeah.
Yeah, she, uh...
She made things make sense, you know?
Yeah, she was kind of great at that.
Yeah.
What you're going through right now,
I've been there.
And I know that I'm not Mom,
but if you need to vent or just yell at someone,
let me be that person.
I'm a little less sacred than, say, Mawline.
(both laugh)
Yeah, I really screwed up with that one, huh?
Yeah, but in the grand scheme of things,
I've probably done a lot worse.
Oh, yeah, like the time you were caught with weed?
Oh, please. Like you didn't punch a guy and start a fight.
- Well, I mean, I-I ended the fight, right? - (Stella laughs)
- (phone chimes) - CASSIE: Whoa, the state comptroller's office
just got back to us.
Looks like mogul Ziff was in serious tax debt.
Like headed to Club Fed for evasion.
- Really? - Yeah.
And they also found large transfer payments
traced back to Moldova.
That's so random.
Madison said he wasn't who we thought he was.
Maybe she figured out what he was doing,
and she took her cut before Uncle Sam did.
I think this is the address, right here.
- (gunfire in distance) - Wait, did you hear that?
- What? - (gunfire continues)
- Gun. - Wait. Wait, no, Cass.
Cass, Cass, wait, wait. Damn it!
Dispatch, this is Barnett.
Shots fired at our location.
I'm gonna check it out with Ranger Perez now.
(dispatcher responds indistinctly)
(gunfire continues)
- CASSIE: Texas Rangers! - Whoa! Whoa.
It's a... it's a toy.
Victor Ziff.
CASSIE: Alive and well, hmm?
Guess I was right about the gun.
(indistinct radio chatter)
- Technically, faking your death isn't a crime. - Mm.
Anyway, now that you've found me,
can you please call my assistants?
We don't work for you, Mr. Ziff.
You play annoyed, detached,
but I think you look like a romantic.
Do I, now?
You care to explain these?
CASSIE: Ooh.
(Ziff clears his throat)
My Elena is waiting for me, okay? In Moldova.
She's why I did all of this.
- Love. - Love?
Or is it that nine-figure sum that you owe Uncle Sam?
Oh, you definitely aren't a romantic.
(laughs) You know what?
The Feds will figure out what to do with you.
You have a good day.
You a romantic?
(scoffs)
Not wrong, though. Dry January.
- Just saying. - That's not what it means.
That's what you think.
Wait, hold on. Um...
This morning at breakfast.
- Dad... - Thank you.
I may have accidentally eavesdropped on you
talking with your brother.
Well, I just don't want to end up like
Uncle Willie and Mawline.
You know, your mother would be very proud of you.
(inhales)
Hey, how about we turn this into a weekly thing?
Oh, no, not-not this, exactly,
but how about we start with, uh, uh, Sunday dinners?
- Okay. - Yeah?
- If you don't cook. - But...
I beg your pardon, I am a great cook.
- Oh, do we need to talk about the noodle incident? - (door shuts)
(stammers) We'll talk about that later.
There's an explanation. Augie, hey, bud.
- Uh, any luck? - I knocked. No response.
Okay.
(engines starts)
Hey, hey, hold up.
- Hey. - WALKER: Hey. Hi.
Ah, good think you don't drive like your mother.
Well, we're-- we're just heading out.
Well, just hold your horses.
God, y'all act like you've been mistreated or something.
- Actually... - Uh, easy there, Pippi.
- (snorts) - I have something to say.
Okay. We're all ears.
I've been thinking about what you said yesterday,
and the truth is I... I miss my sister.
But I'm just not ready to see her yet.
I can respect that.
But I will say if this past week
has taught me anything, it's that we don't always
have the time we think we do.
You have your uncle's wisdom.
I-I was talking about me.
I-I know. I get that. (laughs)
Well, it was, it was really nice meeting you two peanuts.
Bye.
AUGUST: Well...
We tried, Dad.
I think maybe Mawline will be happy with that.
Yeah. Yeah.
(engine starts)
Well, that didn't go as expected.
At least we saved an innocent woman from going to prison.
Mm. True.
- Think she'll buy me an island? - (chuckles)
Barnett, I told you to check in with me
before you did anything. What the hell were you doing
at Ziff's warehouse?
Sir, I was the ranking Ranger.
- Am I talking to you? - No, sir, but I...
Then shut up.
I gave you very simple, very clear instructions.
What, you couldn't follow 'em?
- We heard gunshots. - That's not the damn point!
Yeah, but that's probable cause, sir.
For somebody so well-read in SOP, how is it that you have
no idea how to follow a direct order?
You know what?
Maybe making you a Ranger was a mistake.
Hey. More chores?
(scoffs) Just clothes.
And I'm lifting one T-shirt at a time, I promise.
Sure.
Uh, listen, when you're finished,
uh, dinner's ready.
It's a healthy alternative to the usual.
I'm sorry, didn't we just have this conversation?
You were gonna ease up. Remember?
But, Abby, I...
Okay, you are stressing me out.
You know, yeah-- yes, what happened to me was scary.
I've admitted it.
But if you think that I'm gonna eat
an all-lettuce diet,
or take collodial... whatever the hell,
or wear any of those monstrosities
that come all the way up to my knee,
uh, thanks, but no thanks.
(sighs)
Bo-Bonham? Um...
There she is.
♪ I remember when we used to run wild ♪
♪ Young and in love with the starlight ♪
Abby, I heard what you said,
and I recognise that I-I may have gone overboard
- with your recovery. - Right.
It's because I'm terrified of the thought
of continuing this life without you in it.
♪ Things aren't the same now ♪
That's been my biggest fear since the day I said "I do."
You don't need to worry.
No, I...
I now recognise that those vows...
...mean walking through the difficult parts of life
just like you do the... the happy ones.
And I've been the luckiest man for so many years.
I'd sure hate to ruin that
by making you walk on eggshells now.
Well, good luck with that, anyway.
- Yeah. - (Abby laughs)
Don't I know it.
So tomorrow, I promise
that I will discuss our will,
and anything else you want to talk about.
No more fear dictating our lives.
- Okay? Hmm? - ♪ We can make it ♪
♪ We can take ♪
♪ Your time ♪
♪ If you need a hand ♪
All right, who's ready for pasta?
- ♪ Take mine ♪ - Oh, okay.
So, uh, here. Let me get this.
Um, I made low-sodium marinara,
and the noodles are whole wheat.
And Liam made the meatballs, just in case.
- ♪ I'm by your side ♪ - (laughs)
- ♪ Walking with you ♪ - It looks delicious.
- Well, let's hope. - ♪ Into the light. ♪
- Ma? - Hello.
Hey.
- Hi. - There she is.
I heard someone
had quite the meal.
Oh. Well, it turns out
that healthy spaghetti is just as good
as the real thing.
- (Walker groans) - Okay, no, it's not.
But, you know, I lived.
So, how was Dallas?
Dallas, yeah. Dallas, um...
We-we found Uncle Willie.
But he's-he's not ready to come down here
for a visit just yet. I'm sorry, Mama.
That's all right.
At least he got to meet Stella and August.
Yeah. Yeah.
Speaking of which, I know what you did
sending them with me.
- I don't know what you mean. - Oh, really?
Uh, got a feeling that, uh,
grabbing ol' Uncle Willie wasn't the point of the trip.
Trip was about us, wasn't it?
Maybe. Did it work?
Yeah, it worked.
- Thank you. - (phone buzzing)
- It's my brother. - Get it, get it. Answer it.
Well, I-I don't know what to say.
You'll-you'll figure it out, Mama. You always do
Okay.
(phone continues buzzing)
William. Hi.
(knock on door)
It's open.
Hey, Daddy.
- Hey. - Get you a beer?
No, I'm good.
All right. Well, don't mind if I do.
So, uh... (laughs)
...how's my lovely brother-in-law?
Ha-ha. As described... uh, lovely.
But I did just have a nice talk with Mama.
- She seems to be in high spirits. - Well...
- You still got it, Romeo. - Oh, yeah.
(both chuckle)
Ah, that woman will outlive us all.
- I know she will. - Cheers to that.
Here's hoping she does.
Listen, uh, I've been meaning to talk to you.
Yeah. Shoot.
I've been thinking, and, uh...
(Bonham exhales sharply)
Maybe it's time for you and the kids
to find a place of your own.
Daddy, um...
I-if this is about Mama,
- we can help... - No. No, it's not about that.
(stammers)
She doesn't even know that I'm here asking you, and that's...
...that's a different fight for a different day.
No, this is about you, son.
More pointedly, it's-it's about your family.
Now, Stella's already moved out,
and this was, this was always supposed to be
a temporary thing.
I'm not saying that this has to happen tomorrow,
but it's time you got your house in order, son.
In more ways than one.
- You're probably right. (chuckles) - Well,
I'm often wrong, but in this instance...
♪ Where talkers are muted ♪
♪ Where time is avoided ♪
I love you, son.
- ♪ Where the fog lifts in silence ♪ - I know, Daddy. I...
I love you, too.
All right.
♪ Where I count all the things ♪
♪ That I took for granted ♪
(door opens, closes)
♪ Like holding your hand ♪
♪ In the car in the morning. ♪