[Staten] Previously on Ransom Canyon…
I've had a thing for you since… since forever.
I was always worried you wouldn't see me as more than your best friend's brother.
What about "this is over" do you not understand, Reid Collins?
- Lucas Russell's having a glow-up. - Really? No, I did not notice.
- [Lucas] This floor isn't stable. - [Tim] Reid, no!
- [Lauren gasps] - Oh God.
You stay away from that boy. That Russell family is trouble.
To what do I owe the pleasure, Davis?
I know it's not because you want me to sell my land
to those Austin Water boys so they can build their pipeline.
Nothing changes. You, me, and Cap will be, uh, several million richer.
All is going to plan with Cap. You didn't tell me about the girl.
[Ellie] You gonna tell me who you are?
Cap's new foreman. Yancy.
Ellie Estevez.
Davis, huh?
Why do you care what I do?
I don't.
Damn it.
[sentimental Americana music playing]
[knock on door, door opens]
[Staten] Quinnie?
[door closes]
Okay if I come in?
It would seem so.
Ah. Sorry.
Good morning.
Morning.
Can I top you off there?
Sure.
[footsteps recede]
[dog whines quietly]
- You bathing an army here? - What?
Soap. [laughs]
A lot of soap.
Uh, yeah, I gotta drop it off in town.
It smells great.
What do you want, Staten?
Well, I texted you
about the tractor.
So when I didn't text you back, you just drove to my house,
let yourself in, all to make sure I got the belt on? Is that… Is that right?
I… I knew that you needed it running, so I…
- You know. - Ah.
Call off the alarm. I got it running, if you can believe it.
The coffee's nice.
Good. I'm glad.
You know what? Why don't you stay and enjoy it? I gotta get going.
- Wait, you need a hand? - No, you've done enough.
Thank you. Very chivalrous of you to stop by and check on my heavy machinery.
Thank you.
Hey there, Biscuit.
[dog whines]
Come here.
[downcast music playing]
Yo, Kit. We're out of milk.
Kit!
[car horn honks]
Morning.
From my sister. She worries about you boys over there.
You good?
Yeah, more than good, sir.
I'm… I'm grateful.
Good.
Look, uh, Kirkland's a tough boss, but he's fair.
Don't you blow this, okay? I vouched for you.
I won't let you down.
[pensive music playing]
Morning, kiddo.
[laughs quietly]
Don't look so shocked. Hurry now before it gets cold.
Mom, this is great.
Thank you.
You're welcome, my girl.
I know I haven't been myself lately, but I'm making changes,
and I promise, this time, it'll stick.
I just let life creep up on me a bit.
It's okay.
It's not. It's not okay.
[sighs]
But I'm gonna do better.
You believe me, right?
Yeah, of course I do.
Okay.
Let's eat.
- Pancakes, please. - [laughs]
[light upbeat music playing]
♪ On and on it goes ♪
♪ Nothing ever changes ♪
♪ Just the same old same old every day ♪
[Staten] Got over 3,000 head of cattle here at the Double K.
All grazing on 60,000 acres of unspoiled Texas grassland.
- It's incredible. - I was born and raised right here.
Started working it when I was
about your age.
Shit, I know these hills better than I know myself.
[chuckles]
My granddad called it "an unbreakable bond."
He said, "To get the best out of your land, you gotta give it your soul."
"Because a ranch--"
- "A ranch only gives what it gets." - That's right.
My dad liked that one too.
Jake tells me that your dad took off on you.
Yeah, mine wasn't around much either when I was a kid.
Never quite took to the place.
My granddad raised me, taught me what it meant to be a rancher.
I was hoping to teach my son to take this place over one day, but…
Hard getting left behind, isn't it?
Yeah, that it is.
You know, sometimes I wonder if it'd be easier if just I knew why.
[horse grunts]
[emotional music plays]
Hey, you can find your own way back, right? I got something to take care of.
Hey.
Welcome to Double K, son.
Oh, and don't fuck it up.
Let's go! Come on!
I'll try my best, sir.
[laughs]
[tool whirring in background]
Ah, definitely a piece of fender.
How about the make and model?
'70s, Ford pickup.
- You sure about that? - Sure as the day is long.
I suppose there's no way to trace this back to the vehicle registration
or anything like that?
You got over 100,000 F-Series on the road
in the great State of Texas on any given day.
Easier finding a needle in a damn haystack.
All right, thank you.
- Appreciate it. - Yeah.
- Okay, here's what I'm thinking. - Oh?
You and me.
- Uh, we become business partners. - Okay.
You know, I want more out of life than just pouring drinks,
and I have ideas, Quinn.
Ideas I think could help the dance hall up on its feet.
I know you have ideas. We have lots of ideas.
What we need is money, Ellie.
Lots of money.
[woman] There you go. Thank you so much. See you next time.
- Hi, Quinn. - Miss Ollie.
- Hi, Ellie. - Hi.
[Miss Ollie] Sold out your last batch in two days.
Tell you what, those out-of-towners, they go crazy for this stuff.
[laughs] That's great.
You know what, Miss Ollie, why don't you
give them some of these while you're at it?
- Absolutely. - [Quinn] What's this?
Ideas.
- I see that. - [Davis] Quinn.
- Ellie. - Hi.
Davis! Hi, what are you doing here?
I, uh… [clears throat] …found something I… I want to give you.
[Quinn] But this is…
This is me.
- [laughs] Yeah. - Oh wow.
Yeah, I bought it at your concert in New York. Back row.
- Told you I was there. - That's really thoughtful.
- [awkward laugh] Um… - [Davis] Yeah.
[Ellie] Wait, I forgot some stuff.
Listen, the thing is--
Okay, Quinn, um… I need to say something before I don't and I regret it.
[Davis clears throat]
I've had a thing for you since… since forever.
And may… definitely…
I definitely should have acted on it sooner,
but I didn't because I was a fool.
But I'm not anymore.
And you, Quinn O'Grady,
you know, you deserve someone who sees you for all that you are
and all you want to be.
Hey.
- Did I say something wrong? - No, no.
You said everything right.
[chuckles]
Fresh out of almond milk, soy boy.
Good one.
[pouring coffee]
Horses get them shots?
Yes, sir.
Good man.
What are you up to?
I guess you ain't a fisherman.
I thought you had that sit-down with Austin Water & Power today.
Not anymore. I cleared my schedule.
Wait, you, uh… you canceled it?
- Why? - Wanted a me day down at the spa.
Really?
No, you asshole.
'Cause I felt like it.
So you're not even gonna hear 'em out?
Why are you so damned interested in what I'm doing all of a sudden?
I'm not.
Yeah.
"Not."
[door closes]
[lively music playing]
[metallic banging]
- What'd that beer cooler do to you? - Stopped cooling is what.
Sounds like you need a new one.
Yeah, well, that'd require money, which, as you can see,
we're in rather short supply of.
I just, uh, wish I could figure out a way to help Quinn.
Maybe you can.
Go on.
Well, I was… I was talking to Cap.
If you think that old spendthrift
is gonna crack open his wallet for this place, you're a slow study.
Yeah. No, not him.
Austin Water & Power.
Sounds like they're throwing a lot of money around,
trying to win some people over.
And?
Why not see if they'll throw some of that your way?
[man] Hey, Ellie.
Kai, thank God.
[woman giggles]
Aw, shit. Not again.
Is this you? You've been serving him?
No, but you know Kit and his knack for getting girls to buy him drinks.
I do. Great. Another night of him puking in my patrol car.
You, uh, met Yancy Grey yet?
Can't say that I have.
- He's Cap's new foreman. - That right?
Yancy and I were just talking about the pipeline
and how Water & Power is offering everybody the world,
and he thinks we should cash in.
[Yancy] I don't know if I said that.
I just figure people could benefit from having that kind of money.
Aside from a few rich ranchers who don't need it.
Well, a lot of opinions for someone who just rolled into town, Yancy Grey.
Yeah, you're probably right.
What do I know?
- [woman exclaims, laughs] - [loud thud]
Duty calls.
You really think they'd be willing to throw money in this direction?
There's more to life than money there, Ellie.
Then why is it only something rich people say?
[Staten] Ha! Touché.
Uh, Jack, straight, and keep 'em coming, please.
[Staten clears throat]
- Thank you. - Welcome.
["I Only Wanna Be With You" by Hootie and the Blowfish playing]
[Staten singing along] ♪ You and me We come from different worlds ♪
♪ You like to laugh at me When I look at other girls ♪
♪ Sometimes you're crazy… ♪
Okay.
Yep. He's been at it all night.
♪ I'm such a baby-- ♪
Hey, the Cowboys make me cry!
♪ Well, there's nothing I can do ♪
♪ Been looking for a girl like you… ♪
Yeah, I'm just gonna put this out there.
If that were me, I'd want someone to pull that plug.
Now.
♪ You won't sing… ♪
[humming melody]
Yeah, um, I think you're that someone.
Yeah, okay.
♪ You look at me You've got nothing left to say ♪
[Staten mumbles lyrics]
Hey, cowboy.
Hey, Quinnie Bear!
- Hey! How you feeling? - There you are.
[upbeat rock music continues]
- I thought you hated me. - No.
Maybe you don't. Maybe you still do. I don't know. Who's to say?
[Quinn laughs]
How many have you had?
- [liquid spills] - Oh. That's nice.
If I knew the owner of this place, you think I could get a refill?
- What do you say we call it a night? - No. No, no. We're just getting started.
- Well… - Yeah!
You see, I will just have one more. One final final. A dance.
- I think you've had your final final. - Can you dance with me?
- Okay. - [Staten hums]
♪ Well, there's nothing I can-- ♪
- Oh. - Why don't I take this?
Okay, good job. Yeah.
- Balance. Okay. This way. All right. - [Staten grunts]
You got it. You got it. I'm gonna put this down.
[groans]
Hey. Hey.
[groans]
Did you know that there are 100,000 F-Series
on the state in the road of Texas?
One hundred thousand every day.
[Quinn] Did not know that.
- [water pouring] - [Staten] Hmm.
[footsteps approaching]
[Staten groans]
[laughs]
You hate me, don't you?
- No. - Yeah, you do.
- I don't hate you, Staten. - I… I get it.
I don't.
You can…
Come on.
You can tell me.
Staten, stop. Let's not do this right now, okay?
Yeah.
[exhales]
Get some rest.
[sighs]
[cabinets opening and closing in another room]
[groans]
Oh man.
[grunts]
[exhales]
I don't believe I've been that drunk since senior year.
Hey, remember that time we…
- What the hell are you doing here? - Hm. Well…
It's good to see you too, son.
Hungry?
So we're at the 18th tee box at Congressional.
Bill turns to me and goes,
"Sam, it's my favorite hole and my favorite age."
[laughs]
[Staten] Huh.
Yeah, that, uh…
That story hasn't aged well, Pops.
I'm worried about you, son.
You don't return my calls, my emails.
So instead of taking a hint, you decide to fly on in from DC
and impart your senatorial wisdom on me?
Why, exactly?
Well, it's my fundraiser tonight, for my reelection campaign.
But you'd know that if you bothered to call back.
Right. Right.
So you shake some hands
and get enough barbecue sauce on your suit to call yourself a Texan.
Or is it to talk me into that Water & Power deal
so you can finally cash out?
You think I don't miss them too?
I know you're hurting, but lashing out at me isn't gonna bring 'em back, son.
No matter how hard you try.
[tense music plays]
[door closes]
[phone vibrates]
Hello?
Uh, yes?
[indistinct dialog over phone]
Yeah, yeah, I'll be right down.
[distant police siren wailing]
[Kit] Don't get why you're worked up about one night in the drunk tank.
Oh, so now you're not talking to me, is that it? Real mature, Lucas.
You're calling me immature?
The one who had to beg Helen not to evict our asses?
The one who had to get an advance on his paycheck to bail you out? I'm immature?
You… You got a job?
How else do you think I got the money to get you out, Kit?
I even agreed to work some party for the Kirklands tonight to make extra cash.
- You need to be focusing on school. - Oh, school. Okay, right.
- I'm serious. Once Dad comes back-- - He's never coming back.
You don't know that.
It's been a year, Kit.
No contact, nothing.
We are alone.
Ain't nobody coming back to save us.
You hear me?
[somber music playing]
[horse nickers]
[Ellie whistles appreciatively]
[Cap] Oh, stop.
That's enough.
You sure you picked up my jacket at the cleaner's? It's a little snug.
- Pretty sure that's the one. - Mm-hmm.
[Ellie] No jacket?
What?
No good? I… tucked it in.
[unzipping]
- [Yancy] Why didn't you wear this one? - Don't get smart.
- When's the last time you put this on? - Never.
Belonged to my son, Lincoln.
[poignant music plays]
- Are you sure? - No.
But…
Linc? [chuckles]
He would've got a kick out of it. Take it.
Why is Reid Collins outside?
Oh, he's picking me up for an event. Why?
I thought you two broke up.
Well, we did, but he just…
- I don't know. It's… it's complicated. - It seems pretty simple to me.
Unfortunately, it's not.
You got it all figured out, don't you?
You're gonna pout your pretty pink lips
and hang on to the quarterback's arm, then slingshot right out of here.
Go off and see the world.
I'd like to make it out of the door first.
A rum and coke?
Yeah, what, those big changes lasted a whole ten hours?
Quit being ugly.
Oh, and since you asked, I will be getting out of here soon as I can.
Won't have to go far to get further than you though.
Now, you listen to me.
- Your father-- - Oh my God!
If I just… I can't hear you say "your father" one more time. Honestly.
- He's no saint, Lauren. - I'm not asking for a saint!
Just someone sober past 2:30.
If you keep doing that man's bidding,
he's gonna do the same thing to you that he did to me.
He's gonna trap you here, and you'll never get out.
Yeah, watch me.
Oh, uh, and here's a great idea.
How about instead of trying to fix my life, you fix your own?
[door slams]
[Katherine] Quinn, it's Katherine Bullock.
I've recently come on as director of the New York Phil.
I need a pianist for next season, and your name is at the top of my list.
I'll be passing through Texas
and would love the chance to talk you into auditioning.
[slow jazz music playing]
[indistinct party chatter]
[exhales]
[Davis] Wow.
This is quite the turnout.
Well, you know, Sam Kirkland likes to go real big in the election years.
[Davis] Mm.
I guess it gives us all something to aspire to, right?
- It does. - Yeah.
What can I get you?
- I'll have a white wine. - Okay.
- I'll get you a water. - I'm good, thanks.
- Don't. Please. - I didn't say anything.
Well, I can hear you thinking.
Okay.
Lay it on me. How bad was I last night?
[scoffs]
- You were fine. - I was not fine.
You were fine, really.
[laughs] It's fine.
Walk with me a sec?
You can tell me what a colossal asshole I am.
[Quinn chuckles]
Thought you'd never ask.
[lively jazz playing]
[takes deep breath]
- Who the hell let you in here? - I come over the back fence.
[both laughing]
- How the hell are you, Cap? - Hungry.
- When are we eating? - [Samuel] Soon.
I'm gonna introduce you to Adam Allen. He's that Austin Water & Power exec.
[Cap] Yeah.
- Come on, let's get a drink. Come on. - All right.
Hey, can you, uh, keep an eye on Cap for me?
I'm gonna do a lap and see if anyone's throwing some of that money around.
I'm on it.
Good luck.
- I can't believe I went full Hootie. - [laughs] Yeah, you did.
It's always impressive.
Well, it is right in my range, right?
It is. Yeah.
What else? Please tell me it wasn't Shania.
No, no. No Shania.
No, I took you home, gave you some water, and put you to bed. That's it.
Well…
- Thank you. - Yeah.
- Okay. - Hey, uh…
I'm sorry about last night and the other night at the hospital.
We don't have to do this.
No, I think I owe you an apology.
No, you don't owe me anything.
Have fun at the party.
[footsteps receding]
What kind of a Texan serves champagne and caviar?
The kind that defected to DC.
Davis Collins.
And you are?
Yancy Grey.
Yancy. Good to meet you.
He with you?
Yeah. Yeah.
- Howdy. - [man] Thank you.
Y'all good here?
[uneasy music playing]
Lincoln, he gives the best man speech,
and he proceeds to list every single woman I'd ever bedded.
Then he almost knocks over all the head table candles and burns the place down.
[chuckles] Yeah, my boy loved his whiskey.
That's how I knew that suit was his,
by the burn mark on the sleeve.
Sounds like a real good time.
Linc? Oh yeah, yeah, yeah. He was the best.
Boy, he could charm 'em.
That boy could sell sawdust to a lumber mill.
Hell, you know what he told his mama that burn come from?
- Lighting candles in church. - [Davis laughs] No.
- And she bought it? - Hook, line.
Hey, to Linc.
- To Linc. - [Cap] To Linc.
You know…
I'm gonna go find me some real food.
You got some friends in high places, don't you?
- Someone's awful curious about me. - Guess I'm just a curious person.
Nice boots.
[ominous music plays]
[Samuel] The place has been through some truly hard times.
What Quinn is trying to do, it's simply extraordinary.
- You gotta see the place. It's amazing. - [Ellie] Hey, there you are.
There's someone I want you to meet.
Hey, Quinn. This here's Adam Allen.
- Hi, Quinn. Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
I would love to sit down and chat with you.
[Adam] That's that.
Austin Water & Power gives you the capital to invest in Gracie's
so you can focus on doing what you do best, running it.
It's great, right?
[Samuel] All I know is that Adam here ain't the boogeyman.
They help the town, you help yourself. Seems like a win-win to me.
- What's the catch? - [Adam] No catch.
No strings.
No public position on the pipeline?
No putting you on the deed?
Nope.
Seems like a good move for you, darling.
[intriguing music playing]
You have a deal.
All right. Congratulations.
I gotta say,
it feels good to be home.
God bless the great State of Texas.
[cheers and applause]
Ransom has always been a town of unimpeachable moral fiber,
God-fearing citizens looking after each other.
Case in point, our own Reid Collins,
who saved three of his friends' lives last week at the ghost house.
- Now how about that? - [man] Way to go.
[man 2] All right, Reid!
That's right.
There's a time for humility, son. Now is not that time.
- But, Dad-- - Hey, hey, hey. Don't argue.
Just smile.
This is exactly what we need right now.
[Samuel] I'm not gonna keep chewing your ears,
but I will be hitting you up for some, uh, campaign donations later tonight.
I hope you brought your appetite and your checkbooks.
- [guests laugh] - Thank you.
["Who Are You" by mehro playing]
- [Lucas] Are you getting back with him? - Can we not do this right now?
- [Lucas] Is that why you're avoiding me? - Don't be like this.
Be like what?
I don't get it, Lauren.
We had something good.
We were getting out of Ransom together as a team.
Isn't that what you want?
I don't… I don't know what I want.
I know what I want.
[Lauren exhales]
I want you.
And I know you feel the same.
♪ CO2 on our necks ♪
[Lucas breathing heavily]
♪ We can't outrun ♪
[both breathing heavily]
♪ Demons of our past ♪
♪ Who are you when you're on your own? ♪
Lucas, I can't.
- Tell me why. - I have to go. I'm sorry.
Lauren.
Lauren!
♪ When you're haunted by the ruin? ♪
Hey.
Look, I need to talk to you.
What… What… What's wrong?
It's my dad.
You know, it's funny.
I'm keeping up this lie about the ghost house to impress him.
The way he looks at me when everyone's talking about it…
I haven't seen him light up like that since…
Since Randall.
Hey, you know what? Let's… Let's just get out of here, okay?
Get a big old scoop of Blue Bell ice cream and feed our feelings.
- That sound good? - Okay.
♪ Who are you ♪
Come on.
♪ When you're caught between the truth ♪
♪ And what you thought you knew? ♪
[clinking on glass]
[Adam] Hello, everyone.
First off, I'd like to thank you for your warm welcome this evening.
I'm also happy to announce that Austin Water & Power
has just agreed to invest in one of Ransom's local businesses,
Gracie's Dance Hall.
- [pleased laughs] - Hopefully there are more to come
as we give back to your town.
[applause]
Cheers.
You're making a mistake.
- What was that? - I said you're making a mistake.
[tense music playing]
You're gonna kill this town. Never mind the ranchers or the land.
[Samuel] Son.
No, no. It's… It's probably best just to think of your own interests, right?
That's the smart thing to do.
I'm sorry you see it that way.
It's not the way I see it. It's the way it is.
I know you think the world revolves around you, Staten Kirkland,
but it doesn't.
I'm ready to go.
Yes, ma'am.
Well, that curdled awful quick, didn't it?
What is it with that guy anyway?
Mm, Staten's not so bad, honestly.
I understand him.
Lost his son and his wife.
He's just trying to make sense of it.
- Have you made sense of it? - Hmm?
There's no sense to be made. No, Linc, he…
he did his two tours, served his country, did his time.
Come home in a damn box.
Huh.
When did your wife pass?
Ruth?
You dummy. She's not dead. She's over at that… Crossroads place.
Dementia.
I used to visit and read to her, and… [inhales] …that just upset her.
[melancholy music playing]
I finally figured, what's the point?
My sweet Ruthie.
She's not there anymore.
Not real… Not really.
Ah.
[Davis clears throat]
You okay?
Yeah.
Look, I might be out of line for saying this, but, uh,
I'm damn proud of you for standing up for yourself how you did.
I know Staten's still hurting, but
you lost people too.
[sentimental music playing]
[Lauren] I'm home!
[shuddering breath]
She's gone. [sniffles]
- It's all my fault. - Hey, it's not your fault. It's okay.
It's okay. It's okay.
[sniffles]
[sobs quietly]
[vehicle approaches, brakes squeal]
[door closes]
[wind blows]
[footsteps approaching]
Heard you were quite the entertainment last night.
Yeah, well, you know me, Jake. I aim to please.
[Jake laughs quietly]
So I've been thinking about what that mechanic had to say.
- And? - So I made some calls.
Turns out I know a guy who knows a guy who works at a chop shop in Bandera.
Says they scrubbed a blue F-Series about a year back.
What's the address?
You can't just walk in this place and start asking questions, boss.
- [ominous music plays] - These guys are not to be messed with.
Neither am I.
Text me that address.
[vehicle approaches]
[engine shuts off]
- [Yancy] Hi. Excuse me. - Hi.
I'm looking for Ruth Fuller.
I'll take you to her.
Here she is.
Ruth?
Hello.
Don't I know you?
No, ma'am, uh…
I'm afraid you don't.
[quiet music playing]
I'm your grandson.
Lincoln's boy.
[compelling music playing]
[soft laugh]
[soft, pensive music playing]
[music fades]