01x02 - Sure as the Day Is Long

[bunniefuu]

[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.

sh*t, 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 f*ck 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 as*h*le.

'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, sh*t. 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 as*h*le 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.

Cheers.

You're making a mistake.

- What was that?
- I said you're making a mistake.

[tense music playing]

You're gonna k*ll 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]

{\an8}[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]