Ransom Canyon

Nobody even knows where he went.

After that dinner, I can't say I blame him.

Heard he saddled Duke with a full pack and just took off.

-Weird. -Mm-hm.

Please tell me we are not still talking about that man.

Staten is Staten.

Trying to figure out what's going on under that hood's like falling up a tree.

It's impossible and dumb.

It isn't like him to just up and abandon his ranch like that, though.

Are you kidding me? Retreating is Staten's go-to move.

You know who doesn't retreat?

Make him stay.

He's like 20 festival planners in…

One perfect body.

He has shown up in every way.

Gave me this foot rub last night.

Mmm.

Was it a "marry me" foot rub? Come on, am I right or am I right?

-I mean… -You're right.

He deserves an answer, and I'm giving him one.

As soon as I know what that is.

Girl…

He's asking me to choose between an amazing city that I love and my home.

You expect me to up and leave Ransom?

-We just want you to be happy. -Mm-hm.

Ange, El.

- Hi. -We good?

Oh, we good.

-Hey. -Hi. What's this?

I'm stealing you away for a date.

That's sweet.

But I have, uh… I have to go through the tips from last week.

I have.

- She has. - Mm-hm.

Okay. Well, I also have a vendor call that--

-Has been made. - Already been made.

You guys…

Okay. Well, I guess I'm yours, sir. Steal away.

Stolen.

Mm.

What do you think?

I think you're making Quinn's job easy.

It's your best yet, babe.

Mm.

I feel like it's missing something.

-I think you're nuts. -

Like here? Mm.

Oh, so you guys are… You…

You're like really not talking. Cool.

Anything I say gets run straight up the ladder to Daddy Staten.

I don't feel like getting into more shit with my boss.

His boss, the total scumbag.

Lauren, could you remind your boyfriend

I only took this job to support his future?

Also, don't finish the cereal and put it back on the shelf.

Fine. Maybe tell him to get his outdoor cat out of my closet.

Says more about your disgusting closet than it does about my cat.

Y'all, enough.

Are you really not on my side here?

It's hard to be on a side when you're both acting like children.

Fine.

I'm going to get some air.

I like the musician. Uh…

Where's the cowboy?

I think it's a little on the nose.

Mm.

This is fun. Where are we going?

Wouldn't be much of a secret if I told you.

- I guess not. -Mm-mm.

You did not just bust that lock!

Sure I did. It's why I borrowed your bolt cutters.

-Are you serious? -No, that's how I found it.

This feels very illegal.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

Well, it's good to be a little naughty sometimes.

So…

What do you think?

This is the Lone Star Theater.

Oh, I haven't been here since it closed years ago.

I can't believe it's been sitting empty.

A few people tried, but bringing it back up to code

is just too big of a challenge.

Yeah, it's a shame.

Wait right here, okay?

Okay.

- -

God, it is still so beautiful.

-How'd you find it? -Ummm…

Just

poking around.

Sneaky.

God, my dad used to love this place.

I had all my recitals here.

My mom used to hang out in the back,

but he'd always be right up front.

And I'd be right there.

I fell in love with music on that bench.

-Wait, this is where it all started? -Mm-hm.

Well…

Good thing I tuned it, then.

- No, you didn't. -Mm-hm.

Yeah, I did.

I mean, I knew it was special. I just didn't know it was that special.

I've been sneaking in all week just to hear it.

And the acoustics?

They're just out of this world.

All right, go easy on me, yeah?

Because I am no Quinn O'Grady.

Ah.

Well, look who's back.

You been cheating on me, Sam?

Never. Just doing business.

I've got a pulled pork and a side of hush puppies fired up for you.

Thank you, darling. And would you also get me a…

Ellie, if I didn't know better, I'd say you're warming up to old Sam Kirkland.

No, you don't know better. You order the same damn thing every day.

Well, let's make it a whiskey, too.

Must've been a good trip.

It was. Yes, it was.

So, one Kirkland goes and another comes in.

Ain't enough room in this town, I guess.

Hmm. It looks like that board vote is going to go your way then.

- Oh, that's where you were. -Mm.

Locking in your backers. Okay.

I got what I needed, except one.

Hell, I ain't worried.

I just need one more big play for the Double K.

-Well, shit. -Mm-mm.

Good trip, indeed. I say that calls for a Johnnie Walker Blue.

Make it two, one for you.

You know I'd love to.

-I know. I'll drink them both. -

Just give me a cheers, would you?

-Cheers. -Cheers.

Oh, this bitch is good. I knew she could hook him.

I won the bet.

You bet against me?

No, I didn't.

Okay. So what now?

We move on him?

No. I say we give it a few more days just to be safe.

-And miss our window? Are you crazy? - It does feel like a window.

He seems emotional, cocky.

He's greased, Yancy. It's now.

Where are you going?

To call the Grease Man.

Didn't think I'd get him to open up?

No, I just…

Look, this is the point of no return, okay?

It's all going well now, but I just, I…

What? What's wrong?

Holy shit. He's kicking.

-Or she's kicking. -He's kicking, she's kicking.

You should probably kiss me now.

Breathtaking.

Mural's not bad, either.

I get the pull of this place now.

I do. It's… It's part of you.

It's your home.

If this is where you see your life, then… this is where I see mine.

You'd…

You'd move here?

Well, I've just got to buy a pair of boots, but…

Just say yes.

-But you can't, can you? -Oliver--

No, Quinn. I… I've waited.

-You can't look past Staten. - Don't make this about--

How is it not about him?

It's always about him.