02x06 - Can't Never Could

[bunniefuu]

[lively country western music playing]

♪ Ashes on the saddle ♪

♪ Blood in the sand ♪

♪ Wolves in the shadow ♪

♪ A devilish man ♪

♪ But you can't was the k*ll
From a sinner's hands ♪

♪ But God, it turns out
That's just who I am ♪

How's Levi doing?

He's older.

Runs in the family.

How'd you know?

What I would've done.

You turn him against me?

No, he won't pick a side. No surprise.

So what the hell
are you doing up here anyway?

When I was a kid, your grandpa used
to come in the bedroom, a*s crack of dawn,

trying to get me
to ride out here with him.

Count on one hand how many times I did it.

He's been dead going on 30 years.

Here I am sitting here
thinking about all them rides I missed.

Trying to catch up.

Get a few sunrises in.

Figure maybe…

somehow he might…

see me

trying.

[sighs] You're on the ropes, son.

You don't have the votes. You can't win.

Yeah, well…

Can't ever could, Pops. Come on.

Where you going?

I'm going home. Come on.

♪ And no, you can't wash the k*ll
From a sinner's hands ♪

♪ But God, it turns out
That's just who I am ♪

[moody piano music playing]

That's a sad little tune.

"Where words fail, music speaks."

I'm sorry, darling.

I've ended it, had it ended.
Which one was harder?

I couldn't say.

Did it feel right in your gut?

No.

But neither did staying in it.

Is this about Staten?

Mom, I'm really not ready
for the postmortem, okay?

I loved your father.

I did. But it wasn't enough.

It's almost like I asked.

I mean, I, I'd never take it back.

I got two beautiful daughters
out of that man.

But it wasn't enough.

[contemplative music playing]

There's a beautiful little beach town
in California called Encinitas.

I went there once as a kid,
and it was like heaven.

I told your father I wanted
to live there, move you girls.

And every year,
he'd say yes, and every year

it didn't happen.

I look at you, and I see a goldfish.

And it would break my heart
to see you settle for a tiny bowl.

Or for a man, no less.

If Oliver wasn't right, he wasn't right.

I can accept that, but--

Mom, this isn't about Staten, okay?

This is about me.

And what I want.

Well…

that's the most important thing.

Love you.

I love you.

Biscuit, let's go.

[music fades]

-Wait, Lucas didn't come home last night?
-No.

No, there's no sign of him.

Thought he might've stayed here,
but Tim hasn't seen him either.

Hold it, wait, you don't think he…

No.

No way.

Okay.

Hey. It's okay.

Yeah. Um…

Yeah, maybe I'll just ask my dad
to have his guys keep an eye out.

I appreciate it. Thank you.

Of course.

I'll text you.

Text me?

Yeah, I'll, I'll text your phone.

You mean electronic leashes?

You want the government to know
every move you make, be my guest.

Wait, are you serious?

-Nah, I just missed my payment.
-Oh, my…

You're the worst. You're just, uh…

No, you're the worst.

[gentle upbeat music playing]

-[phone rings]
-[Ellie] Hey, it's Ellie.

-I'll call you back when I can.
[phone beeps]

[Kai] Hey, it's Kai.

[music stops]

Wondering if you have
a minute to chat today.

It's more of a…
sit-down-and-show-you kind of thing.

[phone beeps]

[sighs] What the hell?

Do I want to know?

Nah.

You know, Dan's got guys looking for you.

-Why?
-'Cause nobody could find your a*s.

People started to get worried.

People like your girlfriend.

Yeah, about that.

Yeah. Shut up. Just get in the truck.

[scoffs]

[sighs]

Yeah. Yeah, you smell like
a bottle of Boone's.

Here, put this on.

[contemplative music playing]

-Whoo.
-[music fades]

What's going on? Where's the fire, Quinn?

These days,

everywhere.

Could I talk to you for a second?

Not really.

-Wh… Where are you going?
-Tuberville.

What's in Tuberville?

A custom pedal I had made
for Thomas Rhett.

Wait, you got Thomas Rhett?

Damn right I did.

Don't marry him, Quinn.

All right, I won't.

What? Why… Why not?

You just asked me not to.

I don't… I don't think that's why.

[chuckles]

Nothing gets past you, does it?

I broke up with him, okay?
He's gone. He went back to New York.

Well, I'm, uh…

Oof! I'm…

I'm really sorry to hear that, Quinn.

No, you're not,
and I'm not having this conversation.

[contemplative music resumes]

[engine starts]

What are you doing?

Can I come with?

[groans]

Know what would have been nice?

Not scheduling this meeting with Sam
on the same day as our ultrasound.

I'm sorry, okay?
It was a moving target, and I…

[Ellie sighs]

It was stupid and wrong,
and it will never happen again.

I feel like a walking elephant.

All elephants are walking elephants.

I will stab you.

Oh, sh*t.

All I see is liquid gold.

Let's make some money, kid.

-What's the matter? Don't like money?
-[Yancy] I like money.

I don't like you.

And neither did Cap.

So if you want me to put those feelings
aside, you better be ready to pony up.

Whatcha have in mind?

Ten million to cover the drilling,


Five million for 65%.

You know, Bob Gaines
will front ten for 35.

But I know something Bob don't.

If that wife of yours knew what I knew,

she'd take you to the cleaners.

You two have a family to think about now.

I'm offering you a fair deal
and a promise.

I won't let that hussy wife of yours
implode your future.

Eight million, 50%.

[faint intriguing music playing]

[shudders]

Okay.

Okay.

I'll have the surveyor come out tomorrow,
corroborate the findings, 9 or 9:30?

Yeah, sure, whatever you need.

Figure I ought to cross my T's.

Of course.

-[faintly] sh*t.
-[music fades]

[people chattering]

-Hey, uh, quick question.
-Uh, yeah. Hit me.

Have you seen Lucas?

He didn't come home last night,
he missed homeroom.

No one's heard from him. Kit…

I saw him yesterday
after I got out of cheer practice.

-Where?
-Here.

He was just hanging out,
he seemed pretty stressed.

Okay, well did you talk or…?

Yeah, we talked a little.

Mmm… Maybe he's at Double K.

-I don't know.
-Or maybe he's right there.

[Lauren sighs]

Hey.

-Hey.
-Uh, what's going on?

-Nothing, I'm going to class.
-Yeah, where were you? I was worried.

I'm fine.

You didn't come home last night.

Right. Well, it's all good.

-Can you not… Can you talk to me?
-We are talking.

-No, what is wrong?
-Nothing.

Stop. No. Why are you upset?

I'm not upset, I'm late for class.

Okay, then can we talk later?

Sure.

-All right, well, I'm gonna go.
-Yeah, okay.

[contemplative music playing]

[sighs]

One more, partner?

Oh, that has a nice sound
to it, doesn't it? [chuckles]

No, I'd better get back to the ranch.

-Let me get this.
-Oh, no. On the house.

Much obliged.

[intriguing music playing]

Where the hell is my phone?

Oh, here it is.

Well… Thank you, partner.

-Welcome.
-I'll see you tomorrow morning.

See you tomorrow.

sh*t, that was close.

[music fades]

-[Ellie] Did we get him?
-We got him.

[Yancy] Sam made a call ten minutes
after our meeting this morning.

Number belongs to one Jim Gantry,
geological analyst.

-What now?
-[Sidney] We turn him.

Come on, we gotta move now.

What?

Uh, We have an ultrasound we gotta get to.

Don't make it weird.

Y'all go do that. I'll handle Gantry.

Are you sure?

Yeah, go.

I got it.

Let's have a peek, shall we?

[whirring sound]

Oh my God.

Say hi to your little one.

-[giggles]
-[quite contemplative music playing]

[doctor] Look right here.

That's the head.

And the arm's there.

Everything looks per… fectly normal.

Perfectly healthy.

-You hear that?
-[pulsing sound]

That's a heartbeat.

[gasps]

That's our baby.

Oh, hang on. They're turning now.

Do mom and dad want to know?

Yeah.

You two are having a girl.

-We're having a girl.
-[doctor] Congratulations.

-[Ellie] Thank you. [chuckles]
-Thank you.

You okay?

Yeah.

I'm just happy.

[music fades]

You gonna tell me
what happened with Oliver?

If you'd have been around, you'd know.

I had to go see someone
about a thing. All right?

[bell dings]

Feels like you owe me a tank.

Okay.

You know… Thought a lot about you
while I was gone, Quinnie.

[sighs]

Flattered.

-Hey.
-You want anything?

Not really a road trip without kolaches.

[contemplative music playing]

[music fades]

You think?

Oh, that is an Estevez nose
if I've ever seen one.

-Hey. Oh, you're back.
-We're back.

Ultra-fast ultrasound.

So, boy or--

Girl.

You poor b*stard.

How'd it go with you?

How'd what go?

Jim?

-Why you being weird?
-I'm not being weird.

Jim is…

Jim's in the bedroom.

[Yancy] Sidney.

Everything's fine.

[intriguing music playing]

My God.

Look, okay, sh*t went awry.

Is he alive?

My God, of course he's alive, yes.

You were gonna meet for a drink
and turn him. What happened?

m*therf*cker's a saint!

Unsusceptible to bribes
and t*ts, so I roofied him.

[both] You roofied him?

-Twice.
-[both] Twice?

-First one didn't take!
-God.

-He's gonna be out for two days.
-Don't yell at me. You were not there.

I didn't think I needed to be.

You put the only guy
who could save our asses into a coma.

-Don't be so dramatic.
-We're so screwed.

[intriguing music playing]

No. No.

We're not.

Where's his truck?

-Silver Dollar.
-Come on.

Make sure this is watertight.

I'm on it.

[music fades]

Are you gonna tell me what's going on?

I was hoping maybe you could tell me.

With what?

About anything.

Tell me anything.

I…

I don't know…

Oh, it's not that hard, Laur.

Just tell me about whatever comes to mind.

How's your love life?

-Lucas…
-Oh, go on.

Tell me, I wanna know.

Who's the better kisser?

-Me or Kit?
-Listen.

[moody music playing]

Things have been complicated
lately with us.

No. No, no. Hang on.

I asked you a question.
Who's the better kisser? Me or Kit?

I know I deserve this, but--

It's a really simple question.

I just…

It was one kiss.

We're done.

You should go.

-Okay, can we just… No, let's just--
-Go.

Lauren, leave.

I'm serious.

[sighs]

Like mother, like daughter, hm?

[moody pop music playing]

[shudders]

[whimpers]

[sobs]

[Staten] Mission accomplished?

-Yes, sir. Mission accomplished?
-[music stops]

Yes, ma'am.

Sorry for being in such a mood lately.

I don't know why you would be.

I mean, walking away from a marriage
proposal, planning a music festival.

-Claire O'Grady.
-Claire O'Grady.

It's a full bingo card, Quinn.

Tell her what she's won, Johnny.

Uh…

A four-hour drive back to Ransom Canyon.

Sweet.

-Always wanted one of those.
-[chuckles]

Come on.

[car engine revs, stalls]

-[engine revs, stalls]
-[gentle twangy guitar music playing]

[Quinn groans]

-[engine revs, stalls]
-It's not starting?

Oh, ain't that the shits.

[sighs]

So now what?

[Quinn] You can't be serious.

The only garage within a hundred miles
is closed till morning, so…

So we spend the night?

Here?

It's either that or we hitchhike.
It's your call.

[music fades]

-[Quinn groans]
-[chuckles]

[Quinn] One might wonder
if you planned this.

Yeah. Nothing says romance
like tacky mustard wallpaper, right?

[Quinn chuckles]

Where's the minibar?

Yeah, where is that minibar?

[rock music playing]

All right. You head back to the ranch.
I won't be far behind you.

Yancy, wait.

I'm scared.

I know, babe. I know.

I keep telling myself
that this is all for her.

-Yeah.
-And I don't want any bad to touch her.

It won't.

I won't let it.

Be careful.

Babe, I'm always careful.

[lively music playing]

[sighs]

[machinery whirring]

I need a favor.

-Look, I know you probably don't--
-Shh, shh, shh, shh.

You hear that?

That is the sound of me
not giving a sh*t what you need.

[helmet clatters]



For two hours work.

Easiest con you'll ever do.

[quiet contemplative music playing]

[sighs]

[electronic bleep]

[device clatters]

Never really was the reform type anyway.

[lively music playing]

[music fades]

This is sad.

This is not sad. This is awesome.

Mm.

I'm getting serious prom vibes here.

Yeah. Total prom vibes.

-You know what would make it even promier?
Uh…

-I don't know. Sisqó? "Thong Song"?
-[Staten chuckles]

Mike's Hard Lemonade.

Ah.

I was thinking, uh, truth or drink.

I'm not playing truth or drink with you.

Come on, why not?

Because I'm a lady.

[scoffs] Come on, O'Grady.
Ante up. Here we go.

-Come on.
-No.

Your first boob grab was Amy Fry?

-Yep.
-[chuckles]

[country western music playing]

-Over or under the shirt?
-I thought you were a lady.

Oh, sorry. I thought you had the ba*ls
to play truth or drink.

Okay. Over.

But no less memorable.

[both chuckle]

Who's the best you ever had?

[Quinn chuckles]

-You're so stupid.
-What?

I didn't think it was
that hard of a question.

sh*t, no, you know, I think
I'm going to have to plead the fifth.

Ah, I think I'll drink to that myself.

[Quinn] Mm.

Where were you the last couple days?

Went to see my brother.

sh*t.

Levi.

-Yeah.
-How was that?

Not great.

Not great. I went to ask him to back me
for control of the ranch, but…

Oh, I'm sorry.

You know, what do you do?

Why didn't you marry him?

I think I'll drink.

[ethereal music playing]

[music fades]

[man on TV] Miller sets up the shotgun,
snap is clean, line holds for a beat.

-Here comes Montgomery off the edge…
-[vehicle approaching]

…fires it in hard and just in time…

[chatter continues]

[door thuds]

What's up, Luke? [grunts]

Hit me.

-No. No!
-Hit me.

-Hit me back. Hit me back, as*h*le!
-No, Luke.

I'm not hitting you, Luke.

-[moody music playing]
-[gasps]

Not ever.

f*ck you.

[country western music playing]

[gasps]

-Ouch! That's…
-Relax, I barely tapped you.

[giggles]

All right, alright, my turn, my turn.

I'm going to get you.

-God damn.
-Oh, in your face, Kirkland.

-[snickers]
-All right.

[Quinn] Mmm.

That's not fair. You can't do that.

[Quinn sighs]

Why do you think
we could never just make this work?

Hm?

-Are we back to truth or drink?
-No, I'm just asking.

I don't know.

-Fate?
-[scoffs]

-You honestly believe that?
-I don't know how to describe it.

Fate, timing, the universe.

All I know is every time we try
some of this, something just always, um…

gets in the way.

[snickering]

-What's funny?
-It's just a crock of sh*t.

You know that I, uh… I wrote you a letter.

A long time ago.

-Ah.
-Mm-hm.

Did you give me this letter?

Ah. It doesn't matter.

It doesn't matter?
You can't just drop that and then bail.

-It's stupid. It was so long ago.
-It's not stupid.

Did I read this letter?

-I don't believe so, no.
-You don't believe so?

Look, I wrote it,
and I took it over to your house.

And I asked you to meet me over
at the old… that old hunting cabin.

[moody contemplative music playing]

When?

The night before you left for Juilliard.

What did it say?

Mm-mm.

I don't know. "I love you."

"You're the one. Please don't go."
Blah blah blah. Doesn't matter.

[scoffs]

Stop messing around.

I'm not messing around.

I don't re--

I don't remember everything
that was in it, but at the end,

I told you to meet me over at the…

the old hunting cabin, and you never came.

I never got it.

Must be fate.

How come you never told me?

I don't know.

I don't know. I'm telling you now.

-You okay?
-Mm-hm.

Yeah, I'm just a little drunk and tired.

[distant vehicle horn blares]

[Quinn groans]

[groans quietly]

[music fades]

[intriguing music playing]

[music stops]

What are you doing?

Just taking a look under the hood,
see if I could figure out the problem.

Yeah, it was the terminal
on the distributor cap.

It wasn't, it wasn't…
wasn't making contact.

Oh, wow. Imagine that.

Quinn.

-That is so f*cked up.
-Hold on… Hold--

I tried to talk to you
the whole way here, but you wouldn't--

You sabotaged my truck so I'd spend
the night with you in some motel?

-I didn't sabotage it.
-So we'd get drunk

and you'd give me some bullshit story
about this long-lost love letter?

-Beautiful performance.
-It wasn't a bullshit story.

Do you know how much I have to do?

Do you know how many people are waiting
to hear back from me on enormous problems?

-Yes, I do.
-You do? Oh, you do.

And you still orchestrated
all of this, you selfish prick.

Okay, maybe… Maybe I'm sick of fate.

I'm tired of the universe
trying to dictate our relationship.

Maybe I just wanted
to fight back for once.

Maybe you're just an as*h*le.

[contemplative music playing]

[Staten sighs]

[music fades]

[machine humming]

-[machine shuts off]
-[intriguing music playing]

[Sam] Hey, uh, what's your name again?

Eric, Gantry. Big man's nephew.

Eric, okay, look, I tried
calling Jim again. I can't reach him.

Due respect, I wouldn't want
to talk right now either.

Not if I was sh1tting my brains out
the way Uncle Jim is.

-He just got back from Mexico.
-I talked to him yesterday.

Yeah. Poor guy's got it coming out
of both ends right now.

That reading about done, or…?

-Ah. Check on that for you.
-[intriguing music playing]

That boy's got the gift of gab, don't he?

Yeah, I'll say.

[Freddie groans]

[Freddie clears his throat]

What are we looking at here?

Shh, shh, shh.

All right.

Hm.

What did, uh, pretty boy tell you
you'd be pulling up?

About 20 barrels a day.

It looks like you've been misinformed.

Looks a lot closer to 30.

[Sam snickers]

All righty.

Get to work.

[music fades]

[Jim groans]

Morning, Mr. Gantry.

[knocking]

Don't go anywhere, sugar.

Officer GQ.

-Can I come in?
-Please.

You ain't see El around?

Afraid not. Just little old me.

[thud]

You sure about that?

Well, if you must know, I have a guest.

So unless you'd like to join us,
what do you want?

You're a person of interest.

In a m*rder.

[thud]

[Jim groans]

-Um… [chuckles]
-[quiet dramatic music playing]

He's a crazy one.

I already talked to New Orleans PD.
Hate to break it to you.

Yeah, and walked.

The case ain't shut yet.

They've got nothing on me.

And neither do you.

So why don't you piss off, Kai? Hm?

-Tell Ellie I'm looking for her.
-Will do. [chuckles]

[intriguing music playing]

[Sidney shudders]

Where am I?

Jim.

Jimmy, Jim, Jim.

Wait.

So this is how this goes now.

You say a word to anyone, ever,

your perfect little nuclear family
goes kaboom.

-You understand me?
-Yeah.

When Sam Kirkland comes to you livid
that there's no oil on the land

that your company surveyed,

you're gonna tell him
that it was a faulty reading, right?

Yeah.

Otherwise, you know what happens.

My little family goes kaboom.

Good boy.

-Now, put your pants back on.
-[music fades]

[grunts and snickers]

Like that little flourish
I lacquered on the end?

That was very slick.

Yeah. So, about that money.

You'll get it when I get it.
You have my word.

Mm-mm. No, no, no. See, I feel like
we've, uh, danced that dance before.

Freddie, you'll get your money.

Okay.

All right, buddy.

So serious, huh?

And hey.

Congratulations.

Yeah, thanks.

[car door opens]

I know. I know, okay,
but I needed him, all right?

He told me in the joint
he had oil experience,

which we needed to pull this off.
And hey, it worked.

-All right? We did it.
-[chuckles] Mm.

-What?
-I just…

I thought, I don't know,
I thought this would feel better.

And all I feel is bad.

And worried.

Double-crossing Staten?

Getting back in bed
with guys like Freddie?

Is this really who we are?

Who you are?

["There Are Lines"
by Alex Lambert playing]

♪ Arms wide open ♪

♪ In the end ♪

♪ I was hopin' you would show ♪

♪ Getting closer ♪

♪ Every time ♪

♪ Just to watch you're fading ghost ♪

♪ With mine ♪

♪ And I care ♪

♪ When I don't
I don't mind ♪

♪ There are lines that we cross ♪

Come on, Quinn, I said I was sorry.

-Okay.
-♪ There are lines ♪

♪ That we cross ♪

♪ That we can't come back from now ♪

♪ There are lines ♪

[Claire] Where have you been, my girl?

Even my phone's been ringing
off the hook about this festival.

Half the town is looking for you.

[Quinn sighs]

What's the matter?

-Nothing.
-Quinnie.

It's nothing, Mom. It's just… Staten.

Sweetheart, how many times
have I told you this?

There's nothing good down that road.

I've said that
since you first laid eyes on him.

Do you remember the night
before I left for Juilliard?

Honey, I don't remember
what I had for breakfast.

Staten said he came over
with a letter for me. Did that happen?

Did you see him?

Oh, God, Quinn.

I… I… I… I don't remember.

Try.

I don't know. He…

He may… He might have come by.

[Claire groans faintly]

Did he have a letter?

Don't lie to me.

-Quinn.
-Mom?

Yes.

All right, yes.

He… He… He had a letter. I took it.

He came back later looking for you.

I told him to go home.
Leave you the hell alone.

Why?

Because he wasn't going to stop you
unless I fell dead in the g*dd*mn doorway.

You deserved to fly free.
To be something. A chance I never had.

Quinn, you were always better
than this place. Better than him.

-God. Did you tell him that?
-You're damn right I told him that.

How could you?

You were a child, Quinn.

That man was not your future!

-That… wasn't your decision.
-[moody music playing]

You should be thanking me!

If I hadn't done what I did,
you would have lived a mediocre life.

Or worse, you would have ended up like me.

Five failed marriages, dead broke,

and don't act like you
and your sister don't know.

William left me.

Left me nothing.

The only thing I'm sorry for
is needing the money out of this house.

As for Staten…

I'd do the same damn thing
given the chance.

That's…

That's how much… I love you.

[shudders]

["In the End We Fall"
by Gus Zimbalist playing]

♪ Is it true that
In the end we fall ♪

♪ Who'd have thought that
We'd see through it all ♪

Hey.

♪ Lo the voices
Do you hear them calling ♪

♪ It burns ♪

Looks like I'm not the only one
avoiding Gracie's.

Two beers, please, for me and my friend.

So, what's ailing you?

Long story.

[Staten] Thank you.

[Yancy] And you?

Oh, it's a long story.

Yeah.

[Staten groans]

♪ Is it true that
Hope will never die ♪

-♪ Or just one more ♪
- [bell rings]

♪ Of their thousand lies ♪

♪ When the battles lost
The children cried ♪

♪ Heaven's wept for those
Whose tears have dried ♪

♪ It burns
It burns ♪

Lucas.

♪ It burns ♪

You rang?

♪ Is it true that
In the end we fall ♪

♪ Who'd have thought that
We'd see through it all ♪

♪ When you're broken
And you got to choose ♪

♪ Mama gave no lessons how to lose ♪

♪ Mama gave no lessons how to lose ♪

♪ Mama gave no lessons how to lose ♪

["In the End We Fall" ends]

[moody contemplative music playing]

[music fades]