Grace, are you hungry? Do you want to stop for lunch?
I don't care.
I want to find a place before it gets dark. What do you think?
- Grace? - Doesn't matter.
Okay, Lucy, look. This is what I'll do.
I'll get to the next motel, see if they have a fax and then...
Oh, wait, hang on. Uh... I gotta go, okay? Later.
Grace, do you want to put your music on up here?
Grace.
Do you want to put your music on up here?
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This here man was rejuvenated in the grace of the Lord.
He was washed.
Mmm, Grace, look at this.
Do you wanna see that?
- I don't care. - "I don't care. "
Oh, it'll be fun. You haven't seen any of the sights yet. It's history.
When I was 13, I used to love doing things like this.
Oh, you were never 13, Mom.
Oh.
Great idea, Mom. Now what?
- How long is this gonna go on? - What?
You know what I mean.
Do you want us to go back home? Is that what you want?
What are you asking me for? You didn't ask me if I wanted to come in the first place.
Now I get to decide? Sorry.
Do you know who I'm doing this for? I'm doing this for you.
Bullshit! It's all about you, about you deciding, about you being right!
- It's like we work for you or somethin'! - I don't believe this!
- How come Daddy didn't come, huh? - What do you mean?
You know everything. You figure it out.
- Your father had to work. - Yeah, right!
- Would you please stop acting like you know what you're talking about? - You are amazing, you know?
I mean, you act like I don't even live in that house anymore.
What, you think I don't know what's going on? You think I'm still five years old!
- When you act like this, you are. - How long are we gonna be away, huh?
- I don't know. I don't know. - Yeah, well, what if this guy can't do anything, huh?
I don't know!
I don't have all the answers.
No, you just act like you do.
- You okay, ma'am? - Yeah, I'm, I'm fine.
That young lady's gettin' a little worried.
Oh, sorry. Sorry.
- Good night, ma'am. - Good night.
You buckled up?
- Are you cold? - A little.
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Hop on down to the Northern Plains John Deere. We'll be glad to see you.
Gee, this place looks like fun.
- Don't they believe in signs around here? - What would they say?
- "Ten miles to Big Rock, twenty miles to Bigger Rock"? - No.
- Great trip, Mom. I'm having so much fun. - I think I should turn here.
Oh, yeah, those rocks over there, much more interesting.
Can we take a look at Bronty's foal when we're done here, Dad?
Sure, as long as she don't mind.
There's this kid at school says we should have imprint-trained him.
Says if you do it soon as they're born, makes 'em real easy to handle later on.
That's what some folks say.
There's this thing on the TV about a guy who does it with geese.
He has this aeroplane, and these baby geese all grow up thinking it's their mom.
And he flies it, and they just follow. You hear about that, Uncle T?
Yeah. Heard about it.
Well, what do you think about all that stuff?
Well, I'll tell ya, Joey, it might be all right for geese to grow up thinkin' they're aeroplanes...
but horses, as far as I can tell, can't fly.
We expecting company?
- You know who it is? - Nope.
- Mr. Booker? - Yeah? - Yeah?
Tom Booker?
Annie MacLean from New York. We talked on the phone.
I had a little bit of a hard time finding the place. There are no signs.
Oh, there are plenty of signs, just not many of them printed.
Why do I get the impression that you're just not driving through?
I want you to take a look at my horse. Now, it won't take long.
And if you still feel the same way, then I'm sure I can find...
You thinkin' about personally driving me back east?
Oh, no, no, no. No, I brought him along, and my daughter, too.
We're at, we're at the Lazy J Motel.
- You hauled him all the way out here? - Well, yeah.
I had a trailer. It's not like I made him run alongside the car.
- By yourself? - Mm-hmm.
Well, ma'am, I appreciate the pains that you've obviously gone through...
Look, please don't do the "Shucks, ma'am" thing again.
I have just driven a few thousand miles for a few minutes of your time.
I have brought him all the way out here.
Just take a look at him. If you still feel the same way...
I will be on the road by morning, and you'll never hear from me again, okay?
Deal?
We're at the Lazy J Motel. Whenever you're free.
You don't have to call.
Jesus!
- No, this is what you call the boonies. - Mom, the door.
No. No, not really.
No services, and there's one doctor in town.
But I managed to find a therapist for Grace.
I had to drive, like, two hours.
Mm-hmm, mm-hmm. Did they get the color corrections?
- Yeah? - Uh, I'm Tom Booker. Is your mother around?
She's on the phone. She'll be right out.
- Could I... - Mom, there's a cowboy here.
This is not Gottschalk's business. Why is he interfering with this?
I told him I'd take care of it.
No. I told him I'd take care of it, and I will take care of it.
I just have to get myself settled here.
Well, um, put it in a memo, and I'll sign it.
- This your first time in Montana? - Oh, no! Really?
Uh, it's completely ridiculous. It's completely ridiculous.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. I can imagine.
I can imagine. They are?
Then why did you go to meet him, alone, secretly?
- All dressed up? - That's, that's funny.
No, really? I can't believe that.
- Is she gonna be long? - Probably. She's on the phone 23 hours a day.
- What does she do? - She's an editor.
An editor? Ah, ah, yeah.
Just in case she hasn't told you, which she probably hasn't...
I don't wanna be a part of this, okay?
Mm-hmm. Thank you.
Hi. Sorry about that.
Grace, this is Mr. Booker. Did you look at Pilgrim yet?
I was gonna take that look now.
Would you like me to come with you? I have to run over to the office and give Mr. Peterson a cheque.
- Doesn't matter. - Grace?
Do you wanna come with us, take a look at Pilgrim?
- Probably best she stay behind anyway. - Okay.
- Howdy, Lester. - Howdy.
- Goin' to see that horse? - Yeah, I thought I might.
Well, I hope you got insurance. That dirty son of a bitch.
Well, you're the closest anyone's ever gotten.
I have to be honest with you.
I still feel you've made a long trip for nothin'.
But before I even think about it...
I need to know somethin' right now.
And it's a question for Grace.
You see, when I work with a horse, it's no good just me doin' it.
- The owner's gotta be involved, too. - Well, that'll be a little complicated.
You can make it as complicated or as easy as you like.
But she's the one that's gonna be ridin' him. Am I right?
Hey? Right?
Now, here's the deal.
I don't know that I can do anything.
But I'm prepared to give it a go, if you'll help.
- Oh, you have a problem with that? - Isn't it, like, obvious?
Not to me. Either you want to or you don't.
- Look, I'll talk to... - Excuse me. With all due respect, this is her decision, not yours.
Now, I don't wanna waste anybody's time here, mostly mine.
Well, nothin' else to do around here.
That's not good enough. I can't help you.
What do I have to do?
I said, what do I have to do?
Well, what does she want?
- Does she want you to take care of her horse? - Somethin' like that.
- And they're stayin' in a motel? - The Lazy J. Can I have some butter please?
- Not exactly a tourist stop. - Well, well, what about the girl? Doesn't she go to school?
- I don't know. - You know, I just think she's got a lot of nerve showin' up here.
Draggin' that, you know, poor animal and that child all the way...
Honey, don't eat with your fingers. Frank, don't you think she's got a lot of nerve?
Well, hell, I don't know. According to Tom, she's a pretty determined woman.
She must've thought it was worth it.
Yeah. Well, I guess they'll want feedin', bein' out here all day long.
- I don't think they'll expect that. - What, they gonna drive 40 miles into town every time they want a hamburger?
- Mixed salad. - What?
Well, I believe women from New York eat mixed salads.
- Ain't that right, Tom? - I believe so.
Well, that's just what we need! A vegetarian from New York on our cattle ranch.
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You're at a good place to quit.
Oh, I got him movin' out a bit. That's about it.
It's still a long ways away from gettin' a leg over him.
Well, we're movin' along.
What's he doing?
Is this some kind of physical therapy?
Hello? Hello?
What? No, you're breaking up.
Hold on. Hold on.
Don't start a fight with him. Joey, give me your rope.
Just to pull him back. We'll never get him outta there. Let me go in after him.
Mr. Booker, I'm really not comfortable with you taking these kind of risks.
- Oh, God! - Hey, hey! Pilgrim!
Let him go!
Let him go.
Does that hurt you?
Only when I kick somebody.
Don't you go to school?
Taking a break.
Don't you?
School term's out early for us so we can work the ranch.
Look at him out in the pasture.
He must've been a big, beautiful-lookin' horse.
How was he to ride?
Excuse me. I've got chores to look after.
Are we in the way?
Should we leave?
I guess we'll go then.
From now on, leave your phone somewhere else.
Miss MacLean, would you and your daughter like to stay for dinner?
Joe, take off your hat at the table. I don't want to say it again.
Uh, dear Lord...
we are humbly thankful for these gifts...
for the blessings on our home, our family and our guests.
And bless those that aren't as fortunate.
Bless all God's creatures. Amen.
- Amen. - Amen.
- Like some roast beef? - Looks great. Thanks.
Thank you.
- Want some milk? - Yeah. Thanks.
Ol' Hank got us a couple more men...
to move the cattle.
And what kind of cattle do you raise, Mr. Booker?
Well, we run a mixed herd, but mostly Black Baldies.
And, uh, what're, what're those?
- Black Angus Herefords instead of straight Herefords. - Oh, Black Angus.
- There you go. - Of course.
And, uh, what's, what's the difference?
- Well, they suit the weather better. - And their utters are black instead of pink.
They don't get burnt with the sun bouncin' off the snow.
- They make good mothers. - Our daddy raised straight Herefords.
You know, that's interesting. Um...
I've always wondered every time I, you know, when I go into a restaurant...
what's the difference between a regular steak and a Black Angus steak?
I can never taste the difference, but I could swear that one was more tender than the other.
I didn't know there was that much difference between the cows.
Of course, I've never been on a cow farm before.
Seems to me that the bulls have the best of the time.
Just laying around the fields, waiting for somebody to come along and ask them to do their work.
You get born a bull, got a 90% chance of getting castrated, served up as hamburger.
So on balance, I reckon I'd choose being a cow.
Yeah.
- Hey, young man. - You get back up to bed!
So how's the Lazy "J" holding up for you?
Oh, it's fine.
I still can't get used to how dark it gets around here, though.
Every time I leave the ranch, I hold my breath until I can see the motel.
Well, by golly, that's a lot of drive time.
You know, Tom, while you're working on that horse of theirs...
Annie and Grace should move into the old creek house.
Nobody's usin' it. It's silly for her to be driving back and forth...
when she, she don't know her way around that well.
Well, that's very kind of you, but really we're fine where we are.
Oh, hell, look, I know the Lazy "J."
Whole place is as good as falling down around your ears.
Frank, they're already all settled in.
And anyway, I'm sure they want their privacy.
Well, it's got doors, Diane, and private as can be.
Tom?
I don't have a problem with it. I think it's up to Annie.
Well, it'd be great for when my dad comes to visit.
Where is your dad, honey?
He's at home, working.
You know, um... I don't know, um...
Is it worth it, really? I mean, how long do you think you'll carry on working with Pilgrim?
That depends on Pilgrim.
I know. Me, too. When are you comin' to visit?
Yeah, well, there'll be plenty of room 'cause we're moving down to the ranch.
Yeah, yeah. They've got this really cute little house down by the creek.
It's really pretty.
Okay. Okay. I love you, too.
Ho-Hold on.
Dad wants to talk to you.
Hi.
- Well, she sounds like she's doing all right. How is she? - Yeah.
You know, I think she seems to be getting more comfortable on the ranch...
which is, which is the only reason I said yes to this move.
Well, that makes sense.
So, how are you doing out there in Marlboro country?
- Is the magazine complaining at all? - Yeah, but nothing I can't handle.
Lucy says she thinks Gottschalk's plotting. But what else is new, hmm?
So when are you coming home?
You know, I asked him that myself tonight, and he doesn't know.
Hmm. I miss you, Annie.
Yeah, I know. We miss you, too.
- Good night. - 'Night.
Did you ask him to come visit?
You already did. Do you want me to help you pack?
- Hi. - Howdy.
What's he doing?
He's tryin' go get him to hook on.
How's it going?
Get over there!
Ha! Come on!
Hey, you over there!
Wanna make yourself useful?
- Hey, Hank. - Yeah?
I think you got a volunteer here. You wanna take care of her?
Where's Grace? Grace?
- You okay? - Yeah.
- Cocktail hour yet? - What?
I said, is it cocktail hour yet?
Come here a second.
You handled that pretty well. I think it's time you started earning your keep around here.
So when we're not working, you're not doing your therapy...
I'd like you to help out with the horses, you know, rubbin' them, cleanin' the stalls.
Think you can handle that?
- That's not a question, is it? - Nope.
Okay.
Hey, cowboy.
When I was out walkin' one morning for pleasure
Spied a cowpuncher come a-lopin' along
His hat was throwed back and his spurs was a-jinglin'
And as he approached he was singin' this song
Hey, you little ones. How are you?
He was only 18, he had a flat on his little pickup, and...
You know you're not allowed to go swimming in the river.
And Marie here made the best pie. Cherry pie. Go get some.
As luck would have it, he didn't have all the lug nuts off...
but the jack slipped and fell right on that rock he calls a head.
Is he okay?
Well, it rearranged his scalp about 12 inches...
But he always dreamed of having a place where he could raise horses...
and have a whole separate life.
My grandson Joe is named for him.
And somebody told him about a place called Stockett.