it's funny just how little you need, isn't it?

(upbeat country music)

You know how to ride a horse?

Pull the reins in stock, kick him in the belly to go.

I look at every day with you as a gift.

My job is to protect this family.

- These problems have to go away before I do.

- Well, how far away do you want them to go?

- I just saw a trout.

- Hey Jimmy, shut the fuck up.

(man groans)

You wanna fight somebody?

You come fight me.

I'll fight you all goddamn day.

I'm gonna give you one last chance.

You leave now or you never leave.

(doors rumble open)

(door slams open)

(taser zaps)

(clangs)

You gotta tell your boy to watch the bass in his voice

when he speaks to me.

- Well, I reckon I got a fondness for the farmer's daughter.

(fence flings)

- I'll shove that whole fuckin' knife up your ass.

(bell chimes)

I hate to be the bearer of bad news,

but everything you know and everyone you see everywhere

is gonna die.

- I should embroider that on a pillow.

- These guys, they just work here, Jimmy,

But not us.

This is your family.

We're your family.

(tools clanging)

Shit!

You ever have fried bread?

(skillet sizzles)

My mother used to make for me when I was young.

What are you dipshits doing?

- This is Saturday.

- I know what fuckin' day it is, Jimmy.

- Hey, want something to drink?

- Water.

- We get a two-drink minimum.

- A bottle of water.

- Rip, that son of a bitch has something

that belongs to me, and I want it back.

(horses galloping)

- That's a hell of a price to pay for a job

that only pays 400 a week.

- It ain't about the money, Walker.

It's about trust.

That's not the way you wear one of those.

- Rip, have you figured out how to do this

without all of us getting trampled?

- Best we came up with, sir, is like, fuck it, you know.

Let's get up there as fast as we can

and just chase them son of bitches down a mountain.

- All right.

Fuck it.

- Hey, if y'all were on a desert island

and could only listen to one song for the rest of your life,

what would it be?

- I would choose "Turtles All the Way Down"

by Sturgill Simpson.

You know that song, Rip?

- Mm, what song?

- Let me play it for you.

You're gonna love it.

- Hey, come here.

When we get back to the ranch,

I'm gonna kill you with my bare fuckin' hands, Jimmy.

I'm gonna kill you for this.

He's been here a while.

He's seen a lot.

Train station's where I'd leave him.

- He's not gonna come lookin', is he?

- No, sir.

(gun fires)

That train only runs in one direction.

Now I'm gonna ride off into the sunset.

- That's a sunrise.

- Shit, you know what I mean.

(horse galloping)

(gentle country music)