(Missy): Previously on Ride...
(JB): Cheyenne, five months from now, you and I
are gonna be doing business together.
- What about them dancing horses from Spain?
- And delusions?
- You gotta use this. Trust me.
- Tucker threatened our family.
That's why Austin asked for my help.
- He rigged the system so that he would draw
the hardest bull, Hurricane.
And it killed him, Cash! You wanna end up like Austin?
- You are so concerned with everyone else,
I wonder if you're ignoring your own.
- Ugh!
(Tucker): Smile for the camera.
Assault looks real good on tape.
(laughing)
(soft acoustic music)
(indistinct chatter)
I'm not the bad guy here. You came to me.
All I did was cover your brother's debts.
Not my fault he couldn't pay them back.
- He didn't need money, Tucker.
He had the sponsorship.
(scoffs)
- Why did he throw rides for me?
- What?
- Oh, right...
You were off the grid.
Told me he couldn't get a hold of you.
You know, if anything,
I deserve a thank you for keeping my mouth shut
the past year and a half.
If it were to get out that the great Austin McMurray
cheated at the sport he loved,
gambled...
oh, that might tank the whole family.
Ranch, your career...
his pretty little widow. - Shut your mouth!
(laughing)
(door buzzing)
- Cash?
(sighs)
- Mom, thank God.
All right, I gotta hit the road
if I'm gonna make Cheyenne.
- Remember when all we had to worry about
was a hairline fracture?
(sighs)
- I should've just kept quiet until after Cheyenne.
- No, Val, that's not...
(sighs) You have kept this family's
secrets for long enough.
Isabel will bail him out, we'll have plenty of time
to get to Cheyenne.
- Hey, did you deposit that Booker check?
- No, I just got it.
- Well, I just got off the phone with the bank
and they say they're gonna repo the tractor.
- What?
- Repo, jail,
what's the third bad thing?
(car door closing)
(Tuff): Gus.
- You're being so self-destructive, Cash.
What are you doing? - Mom. Mom.
This is the guy who threw Austin's focus on that day.
- Oh, that's not fair.
You McMurray boys are easy bait. - Shut up!
- See what I mean? - What is he talking about?
- Mom, he set me up, okay? The cops were on me immediately.
- He did not. I asked Hank to send help to protect you.
- Wait, you... you called the cops?
- Yeah, I didn't think you'd be arrested.
- Good call, ma'am.
Your boy's got a problem in the head.
- Okay, we can talk about this later, all right?
I gotta get on the road.
(sighs)
- Uh... Sorry, I g... - What?
(stammers) - I can't, Cash.
I just... I can't. - Mom, where are you going?
- Oh! - Mom!
(laughing) - Mom, please don't do this!
Mom!
- Who ever said jail was boring? Hmm?
(theme song)
- I heard what my dad did about trying to stiff you on the bill,
and I'm so sorry.
- It's fine.
It's just not really fine,
but your mom did end up paying, so...
- Yeah, I know. And...
I know I fell in on you here, um,
I just came to apologize, but not just about my dad.
Um, you finally opened up
and were gonna go all in and take a leap of faith
after everything you've been through.
And I just got scared.
- So you abandoned her? - Val.
- No, she's right.
I would take it back if I could.
It's not an excuse, it's just the truth because...
the truth is, I got scared
because I'm falling in love with you.
(sentimental music)
(sighs)
- Okay... - Uh, we're gonna go.
- Uh... (clears throat)
I didn't mean to-- - No, it's...
It's...
I don't know what to say. I mean, obviously,
there's a lot of feelings, it's just...
this is a lot. - I know.
And I hurt you.
- It's also been a really hard couple of days.
- I'm so sorry if I made it worse.
(chuckles)
- They're really pretty.
Look, Gus, the thing is, today is Cheyenne.
- Oh, I didn't even realize. - No, no, it's fine.
It's just, can you give me like just 24 hours to get through it?
- Yeah, of course. Take all the time you need.
- Thanks.
- And good luck. - Thanks.
Here, I'll... I'll walk you out.
(soft music)
(birds chirping)
(emotional sigh)
Where's Cash?
Isabel. - Eh...
- Where's Cash? - Oh...
- Isabel, what did you do?
- Mom, why are you alone?
- Did... did you need more bail money?
- That's not it. - Is he injured?
- Did you leave him there?
- Mom, you did not leave Cash in jail.
- I am sorry, but this is not happening again.
Not on my watch.
- Hell, for the record,
I am sorry your brother died.
I never wanted that.
(sighs) - Oh, yeah. Yeah, I'm sure.
He was a big source of income for you, huh?
Is that where all our sponsorship money went, huh?
Inside of your pockets? - Not even.
I worked with the guy maybe four months tops.
- But you made it seem like he was a big, you know,
a big-time high roller.
- Well, for those few months, he was.
It's not like he was one of my hardcore guys, you know.
Just needed a certain lump sum.
- A lump sum for what? - I don't know. Got greedy.
All I'm saying is once you get that hunger for that green...
I mean, you must know what that's like.
You know, with the sponsorship bank dried up.
Is that why you guys are hosting weddings?
You know, there is an easier way.
- You gotta be kidding me. - What?
There's been a lot of talk about you on the circuit.
So...
I gin up a bunch of bets, you go full eight seconds.
- Oh. What, you don't think I will?
- You make sure you don't.
And you and me, we split, 50-50.
(chuckles)
- No. - Huh.
- No. - Wow.
Big bro would be so proud of you.
Trying to fill his big championship boots.
Just had an injury. You're not him.
Then what?
Cash got no cash.
(door buzzing)
(officer): Tucker Clarke.
You posted bail.
(cell door opening)
(cell door closing)
- So, what do you say?
- I say it doesn't matter.
I'm stuck in here.
- Well, my buddy's with the bonds guy right now.
Got a bit of extra change for you.
Tick-tock.
- All of our hard work, your hard work...
- But if he's not okay,
I don't need to remind anyone here.
I was in the ring when-- - I know.
And nobody wants Cash riding
if he's not in the right mind space.
- Isabel asked you to do this job, not her.
So, what do you think?
(sighs)
(soft music)
- I think I should probably see for myself.
- Hey, Mom. Hank's here.
- Staging an intervention?
- I might've given him a call. - Tuff...
- Uh, Janine, there's a song I wrote I wanted to show you.
- Okay, I can hear it later.
- It'll sound great in your voice.
- Bye, Dad!
- So, you left him in jail.
- I really don't want or need a lecture right now, Hank.
- Isabel. - Look, in my defence,
he got himself in there.
- Well, with our help, but you left him there.
- I can't. I can't let it happen again.
It was right there, right in front of me.
Tucker Clarke getting in his head
like he did with Austin.
- Okay.
So, you stop him from going to Cheyenne.
But then, what? I mean, what about the next rodeo?
- I have been as supportive as I can in spite of...
My god, look at my life, Hank!
- You left him in jail.
(sighs) - I am trying to put
a brave face on this.
- Don't.
Don't put a brave face on it.
Isabel, just be brave.
(scoffs)
Coming from someone who knows you
almost as well as I know myself,
just let go, Bel.
(sighs)
- Oh, your dad here to play some Jedi mind tricks on Isabel?
'Cause he better work fast.
- I don't know about anyone's Jedi mind tricks,
but the Hicksons will be going to Cheyenne.
- Wow! That is like, so supportive of you.
- Thanks.
Tuff, what was that you said about a new song?
- Oh, I just said that to get you up here.
- Oh.
Well, I submitted your original song
to the big Battle of the Bands in Texas.
- What? - And we got in!
- You submitted my song without discussing it with me?
- Yeah! I mean, come on. It'll be fun.
We'll road trip down, we'll list out their bands,
we'll eat really good food-- - Do I look like I've got time
for a Battle of the Bands right now?
- Okay. Wow. (awkward chuckle)
I guess ranch life gets in the way of your dreams again.
- Wait, what's that supposed to mean?
- Isn't it kind of obvious?
Every other McMurray gets to go after their dreams,
but I guess that's not the way the cookie crumbles for Tuff.
- Look, I've got a repo guy coming, 600 cows to feed,
a brother to bail out of jail if my mother will even let me.
It's not-- - Okay, I'm...
We'll talk about this later.
(sighs) - Not later.
Never. - Tuff...
- Janine,
Tuff is the glue that holds this family together,
and he wanted to be foreman,
he practically fought me for it.
Trust me, no one is telling Tuff what to do.
- Bottom line is this family is happy to have him
bailing stalls or bailing his brother out of jail,
but I don't think I've ever heard any of you
ask him what he really wants.
(light music)
(indistinct chatter)
- Hi, uh... I'm here to post bail for Cash McMurray.
- McMurray. He's been released.
Someone already posted for him.
- Hey, what are you doing here?
- Well, I came to get you out.
We've gotta go to Cheyenne.
- You got my gear? - Yeah, of course.
It's not my first rodeo.
- I assumed you were in line with my mother.
- Came to get you, didn't I?
So, who ended up bailing you out?
Hank?
You okay?
(sighs)
So, uh...
Tucker, huh?
- I know it was stupid, but he deserved it.
(scoffs)
It's just after all that time
thinking it was that conversation between you and me
that got in Austin's head.
(sighs)
I mean, I could barely even look at you
for the whole first year after.
- I know.
I should've known something was going on with him.
- He knew how to keep secrets.
- He was my husband, Cash. - Yeah, but still,
he was only working for Tucker for four months.
You're not a mind reader.
- Wait, four months?
- I don't know.
I feel like we both wanted
to find someone to blame for all this
but the truth is,
Austin's death wasn't our fault.
Yeah, he could make that ride a thousand more times
and come out unscathed.
But he didn't.
(sighs)
- I guess you are ready to ride after all.
- Ah, I didn't realize I was still being assessed.
(laughs)
- All right, let's go. I don't wanna be late.
- Missy already left?
- Yeah, she went to get Cash
and now they're on their way to Cheyenne.
- Look, Ma, you made Missy his coach.
If she trusts him and she wants to ride,
I'm getting in the ring with him.
(sighs)
- Well, if Missy trusts him, then so do I.
There's no way I'm not gonna watch my son ride.
- We better hit the road if we're gonna get there on time.
- Well, looks like we're all going to Cheyenne.
(country music)
- All right. Let's go.
(exhales)
He proposed to me with this.
Yeah, it proved that he knew me better than anyone else.
It's beautiful, huh? - Yeah.
- You're ready? - Yeah.
(crowd cheering)
(rock country music)
(grunting efforts)
(cheering, applause)
(Cash): Mr. Wooten.
- Hello. - Missy, Cash.
Well, a lot of build up to this day.
You're feeling ready? - Never better.
Hudson. - How's that wrist?
JB told me that's why you couldn't make it out to Denver.
- Yeah, yeah. Well, thanks to my coach here,
now I got two good riding hands.
- Impressive.
- You got a lot of eyes on you today, Cash.
And you, Hudson.
Both excellent riders and I've kicked this decision
down the road long enough, so I'll tell you what.
Whoever gets the top score today gets the sponsorship.
Simple as that.
- Sounds good to me. - Challenge accepted.
- May the best man win.
(chuckles) Missy, I need to talk to you.
(clears throat)
- Look, I know things with Frontier and me have been,
well, rocky, but I do stand by the decision I've made
at the Miss Rodeo. - And I can respect that.
And the work you've done for us is strong.
I just don't think this is the gig for you, Missy.
- You know, I'm used to being
a competitor and doing things my way.
- Well, you don't have to explain it to me.
Like you said right from the get-go,
you are more than just a bull rider's widow.
And I happen to think you're more than just
a brand ambassador who gets told when to show up
and what to say.
- Thank you? - Well, don't worry,
that was a compliment.
(chuckles)
- Thank you. I appreciate it.
Now, please just... sign my athlete.
- It's out of my hands now, Missy.
Your boy's gonna have to earn it.
(rock country music)
(horn blowing)
(crowd cheering)
(grunting efforts)
(cheering)
- Hey, Missy. How is he? Is he ready to ride?
- Uh, yeah, I think so.
How's Isabel? Is she ready to disown me from the ranch
for breaking her son out of jail?
- She's good.
She's here to support him. And you.
You okay? - Yeah, it's just...
been an interesting day.
(horse neighing)
(**)
- Hey, you did it! - You made it!
- How does it feel?
- Not a bad way to start off a tour.
- Right.
Look, I know I haven't gotten you an answer yet.
- Good thing I didn't even ask. - I know, I know, I just...
I want you to know I'm not not thinking about it.
- All you have to think about
is getting back in that ring with your brother
and showing Cheyenne some of your Tuff McMurray pride.
You're a brave man, Tuff.
- Thanks, champ.
(laughs)
(announcer): It is not often you see a recovery like that!
Ladies and gentlemen, coming around the free yard
and keeping the balance all along.
Keeping the legs moving! What do you say?!
That was a bull ride!
(crowd cheering)
- I did my part. You good to go on yours?
- Yeah.
- Hey. What are you talking to him?
- Who? - Tucker. I just saw you.
- Uh, he bailed me out. Uh, just saying thanks.
- Why?
- It's the decent thing to do, Val.
- No, I meant why he'd bail you out?
'Cause a guy like that doesn't do anything
out of the kindness of his heart.
(sighs)
You struck a deal with him.
- Val. - No, it's not worth it.
I don't care if the repo guy comes for the whole ranch.
- Wait, what repo guy?
- Uh... I thought Missy told you.
Look, it's... it's fine. It's all good.
We got a check from the Bookers.
- The Bookers, they...
They're dropping the bucket, Val.
There's a lot more riding on this.
I gotta draw my bull.
- N...
(sighs)
- As you all know,
we're gonna be doing things
a little differently this year.
We're going back to the basics.
You'll be picking your bulls straight out of this hat.
Best of luck.
(soft music)
- I got Bonanza.
- He'll get big points.
You, on the other hand... - Hey.
I didn't have trouble placing top three in Denver.
Oh, wait. You weren't there to see it.
(chuckles)
What? You get a clunker?
- Cash?
(suspenseful music)
(sighs)
(crowd cheering)
(horn blowing)
(grunting efforts)
(lively country music)
(bull bellowing)
(cheering)
(sighs) - Out of all the bulls...
- We can switch. We'll just talk to Barbara.
- Yeah, rules are rules.
- Okay, so what, you are in jail once,
now all of a sudden, you're a rule follower?
- Hurricane?
- I told him he could get it switched.
- It's fine. - Anyone would understand.
- It's fine. - Maybe I'm not fine.
I don't wanna get in the ring again with that--
- You're the best bull fighter out there. You got this.
- Why are you giving me a pep talk?
- Yeah, good question. - I don't know, I...
I think maybe it's a good thing, come face to face with him.
- Maybe let's not come face to face?
- Just a bull, Tuff.
And you and I aren't gonna be intimidated by an animal.
(announcer): As we're reaching the midway point of our rodeo..
(indistinct announcing)
- Isabel. - Oh, Barbara.
Hey, hi. Good to see you.
- Isabel.
He's riding Hurricane.
- Hur... Hurricane? He's...
- I just wanted to give you a heads up.
It was totally random.
- No, no, no. No. Barbara.
He needs another bull. - Isabel.
Cash said he's okay with it.
- What? - I can't make him switch.
- He doesn't know it's okay.
(stressed sigh)
- Missy.
If you want me to do something about the bull...
- No, thank you, Polly.
I think I'll handle things myself this time.
Cash says he's fine with it.
I guess him and Austin are different.
- Yeah, he is.
Missy...
(soft music)
Good luck.
- Missy! - What?
- I just heard.
- What, what? About Hurricane?
Cash says he's fine with it.
- Yeah, 'cause I think he made
an arrangement with Tucker. - What?
- I saw them talking just before.
That's who bailed him out.
And now, hearing that Cash is okay
just riding the bull that killed his brother? I...
Missy, Austin threw rides for Tucker.
- And Hurricane would be a perfect excuse
for Cash to do the same thing.
(announcer): Clearly, Hudson Cooper
is the favourite here tonight.
He's riding the bull Bonanza.
Now, this kid has been on the roll all season.
He is the one to beat.
(crowd cheering)
(horn blowing)
(grunting efforts)
(rock country music)
(bull bellowing)
(alarm buzzing)
(grunts)
- He's good, but Austin was better.
(announcer): Hudson Cooper everybody!
- That was a good ride. - He tops the leaderboard
with a score of 89 and a half points!
- 89.5, good luck beating that one, McMurray. Woo!
- It's a nice ride.
- Forget him.
You're the best there is.
- Uh, Tuff.
What if I get bucked off before the eight seconds, man?
- You won't.
- Yeah, but what... thank you. What if I do?
- You're not going to.
(soft music)
Cash? - Yeah.
- This ride is for Austin, for Mom,
for the whole family.
(sighs)
(announcer): Here tonight on Hurricane, Cash McMurray.
Now, the crowd can't wait to see what he's got.
He's coming off an injury.
Everyone here is wondering...
(Missy): Cash! (grunting)
Cash, wait!
Excuse me. Cash, Cash.
Listen to me. You are not your brother.
In the best possible way.
Okay? And you've worked hard for this.
Don't you dare take the easy way out, okay?
It's not worth it.
(sighs)
Don't you dare.
(deep exhale)
(suspenseful music)
(exhales) - Yeah.
(horn blowing)
(grunting efforts)
(crowd cheering)
- Come on, Cash!
- Three... - Come on.
(grunts)
(bull bellowing)
(chuckles) - Woo!
(grunting)
- Ya, ya, ya! Get out of there!
- Woo! Yes!
(laughing) - Good job! Good job, Cash!
(laughing)
(cheering)
(laughing)
(panting)
- Woo! - We'll talk later.
(chuckles) - Whoa! Woo!
- Yes! - Woo!
(announcer): Cash McMurray!
Here are the final standings
for this year's national Cheyenne rodeo,
our new champion with a score
of 91 and a half points
is Cash McMurray!
(cheering) - Yes!
(laughing)
- Ooh! - Yes!
- Woo!
All right! Yes!
(laughing, cheering)
Yeah, baby! Ah!
Yes! Woo!
(soft country music)
(Missy): What a crazy day we've had.
I don't even know how I'm still standing.
- Well... It's okay. (laughing)
(sigh of relief)
- We at Frontier have always prided ourselves
on being a family company.
And so, it is with great pride
that we renew our commitment to the McMurray family.
And I would just like to offer my personal congratulations
to Cash for being named the new face of Frontier Jeans.
(cheering)
(all): To Cash.
(chuckles) - Uh, thank you.
Thanks, Mr. Wooten. I appreciate that.
Um...
I just wanna thank you guys for uh, for supporting me.
- Begrudgingly. - Yeah, begrudgingly.
But still, you know, all the sacrifices
you guys have made...
(sighs) Uh, Hank, you know,
working so hard behind the scenes
to get this thing happening.
Uh, Tuff taking a step back on the ranch
to get back in the ring with me.
I love you, buddy. Val stepping up
to help out with him when he needed it.
(chuckles) Mom,
to let go and to cheer me on in spite of everything...
(chuckles)
You're the bravest person I know.
- To Isabel. (all): To Isabel.
- Uh, and of course, my coach.
Missy, uh, thank you.
Lastly,
definitely wouldn't have been here without
uh, my brother, Austin, and my dad.
Cheers, everyone.
(all): Cheers.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
- Thank you.
For forgiving me.
(overlapping background chatter)
- Love makes you do crazy things.
- Yes, it does.
- I think a celebration is in order.
(guitar playing) I, uh...
got something for you, boys. - No way.
Is that Dad's buckle?
- I don't even wanna know how you got this.
- I would do anything for this family.
(soft music)
- Where is Missy? - She went back.
It's been a long day.
- What? - It's just that, uh...
Gus came by earlier
with an apology and some flowers and...
he told her he loved her.
- He said he was falling in love...
which is different.
- Guys, it's fine. I'm...
(chuckles)
And what... what did she say?
- She said she had to get you to Cheyenne.
- Cash?
- What are you gonna do?
- Well, uh...
I don't...
Just want her to be happy. (scoffs)
- You know, this could be your last chance.
Anyway.
Speaking of happiness, I'm looking at you, Tuff.
If you wanna take off for a bit,
you deserve to do whatever your heart wants
just like the rest of us.
- Suddenly so serious.
(chuckles) - Yeah, well...
Consider it Janine's Jedi mind tricks.
But for real, I mean,
you do everything for everyone else around here.
You wanna go travelling with Julian, then...
- We can all hold down the fort.
- Good to know.
(* Something in the Orange * by Zach Bryan)
(phone chimes)
(sighs)
* It'll be fine by dusk light I'm telling you, baby *
* These things eat at your bones *
* And drive your young mind crazy *
* But when you place your head between my collar and jaw... *
- When did you...?
- Earlier.
In your truck. It fell out of your gear bag.
- And you didn't say anything?
- I didn't say anything?
- Fair enough.
- Cash, that horse...
it matches the horses on my engagement ring box.
The Andalusians.
That box was the only thing that made me think
that Austin knew me better than anyone else.
(inhaling deeply)
Did you give it to him?
- Uh, I knew it'd make you happy.
- And what about that?
Mmm, it's got my name on it.
And is that from him or is that from you as well?
- Doesn't really matter. It was a long time ago.
- Ah, stop saying it doesn't matter.
This is my life, my understanding
of the person I chose.
- Yeah, you already chose him.
- Because he chose me.
You always just sat by.
(**)
* Take me back to us dancing, this wood used to creak *
- Loving you,
for me, means wanting what's best for you.
- Maybe...
you don't always know what's best for me.
* To you I'm just a man, to me you're all I am *
* Where the hell am I supposed to go *
* I poisoned myself again *
* Something in the orange tells me *
* You're never coming home *
(breathing heavily)
* To you I'm just a man, to me you're all I am *
* Where the hell am I supposed to go *
* I poisoned myself again *
* Something in the orange *
* Tells me you're never coming home **
(sighs)
- So, one of them gave you flowers
and one of them gave you a necklace?
- Well, he never actually gave me the necklace,
he's just had it for all these years.
- Hmm. Why does it have to be either or?
Do you remember who you were
before you had McMurray as a last name?
- What, are you talking about my glorious pageant days?
- No, the ambitious teenager
that rebelled against her own mother
to risk her life on a horse.
(chuckles)
There's a customer who mentioned there's a new
Competitive Trick Riding Association in Albuquerque.
Made me think of you.
- Really? You've never wanted me to ride.
- Missy,
you are one of the most talented trick riders
I have ever seen.
- Okay, who are you
and what have you done with my mother?
- You get it from your father.
And I guess on some level, I always hated
that you had more of him than me in you.
- That's not true. I have parts of you.
- Yeah, the part of me that stayed.
Watched her life pass her by.
You have your whole life ahead of you.
You could be anything you want.
Just don't be me.
- What did you say the trick riding thing was again?
(light acoustic music)
(metal thudding)
(car door closing)
- Hugo?
- Hello, Miss Estella.
- What are you doing here?
- Your father would like to see you.
- Now?
- We've missed you. - Is he here?
(breathing heavily)
- He's waiting at the hotel.
- You know how nice it's gonna be not to worry about
how much it costs to fill this thing?
- At least one of you won't be stalling.
- Look, Jay, we have a great time.
But...
you're right.
I have been the family bull fighter for too long.
I've been putting everyone but myself first
and...
going with you would just...
be more of the same.
You push me to be better,
dig deep, or even put my music out there.
And...
that's where my heart really is.
- Why did I have to go bring out your best?
(sentimental music)
I'm gonna miss you, Tuff.
- I'll miss you too.
(bell chiming)
- I have money.
I can cover whatever it is you were gonna take in.
- You think that's what this is about? Money?
You took my reputation and you trashed it.
- Okay. What's your price?
- First of all, I wouldn't overpromise.
Especially since JB Wooten
might wanna look at this bail release stub.
Not sure how he's gonna feel about his new guy
being an ex-con.
(chuckles)
- Hey, remember that uh... (chuckles)
that one qualifying ride I had in Dallas?
(laughs)
- How can I forget?
The one where you slipped your foot
and then you got hung up in the horn.
- Yeah, because you made me wear
that ridiculous white unitard!
- That thing looked amazing on you.
And by the way, I think the judges appreciated it too.
- Oh, yeah, because it split right open!
(laughing)
Gosh, I was so embarrassed.
- Listen, you, you were amazing that day.
Just stellar.
- Thank you.
For trusting me with Cash.
- Thank you for being the one...
that he trusts.
I only want the best for you, Missy.
Whatever that may be.
- I know.
I've always known that.
- I miss you already.
- Me too.
(soft music)
(cows mooing)
- Hey. - Hey.
Hey.
- So, you know where she is?
- I was just about to ask you the same thing.
Hey, Missy! - Missy!
(pop country music)
* Like headlights down a dirt road *
* That's the way I shine *
* I ain't no diamond *
* On a gold band *
* Sitting real pretty on a left hand *
* Got a little rust on my heart *
(exhales deeply)
* That's just my kind of sparkle **
(**)
- Huh.
- Mrs. McMurray, hi.
- Hi. - Uh, I'm... I'm Polly.
I'm with the PRRO.
- Can I... can I help you with something?
- Is this a good time to chat?
- Uh... yeah. A good time as any.
Yours?
- Yeah, that's Wyatt.
(sighs)
I saw you at Cheyenne watching Cash.
And well, I realized that you lost a son,
and I can't imagine what that's like.
- What can I do for you, Polly?
(sighs)
- Look, I...
I knew Austin, before...
before Missy.
- Okay.
- Wyatt and I,
we had a rough go of it.
I needed help.
I had nowhere to turn
and it was Austin
who got the money and helped me.
- Why are you telling me this?
- I knew that Austin had his own life
and I didn't wanna interrupt that.
Uh...
so I didn't tell him
until about four months before he died.
- Polly...
- Wyatt is your grandson.
(soft music)
Wyatt.
(crying softly)
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