Dutton Ranch

Walker told me about an opportunity in Texas.

Cheaper than rebuilding here, that's for sure.

I don't want this ranch

to become something I can't recognize.

My husband and I will honor it.

Two, three days tops, I'm back.

Not this time. It was her decision.

- -This is our boy, here.

Got ten. Uh, give me, give me...

-Again. - Give me ten-five.

Sold to him over there at $10,000. Man in black.

You know how to cowboy?

I am a cowboy.

Get in the fucking truck.

You need to find out what they know

before it gets more complicated.

Claudio, my friend, Beth.

Everett tells me that you cut the finest T-bone in the state.

I do.

I'm gonna need the best cuts

to hook the best buyers.

When do you think I could see you again?

I have a boyfriend.

Morning.

Morning. Want coffee?

I woke up in the night.

You weren't there.

Yeah, well...

I got up that early.

-Thanks. -Mm.

Everything okay?

Yeah, I just got shit on my mind.

Okay.

I got to go to Dallas. I got that meeting at the Swexan.

Mm-hmm.

Well, you got time for a ride?

Always.

-I'll saddle some horses. -I'll get dressed.

All right.

- Hut! -

- Come on. Hup, hup. -

Hup, hup.

Hup, hup.

Hut!

Hut!

Hup!

Come on.

Hut, hut, hut!

Hup!

-Nice job. -Thanks, honey.

See our girl?

Where is she? Oh, yeah, yeah.

Looks right at home.

Tell you what, I'll get 'em watered,

and you get us a deal, sweetheart.

I'll get us a deal.

All I need is one.

Shit, I almost feel bad for the poor bastard.

Oh, you should.

Love ya.

Love you, too, baby.

You ready to get back at it, mi compa?

Can't wait.

-Gracias. -De nada.

Hey, honey.

You look nice.

Shouldn't you be dressed for school?

I am dressed for school.

I know you don't want to be there,

but if you just keep your head down, work hard,

try to learn something.

Where you going?

Dallas.

What for?

Gonna sling some beef.

Sounds like fun.

Might be.

Change your shirt.

It's hard to put into words

what Ellis Logan meant to this community.

It's harder to tell you what he meant to me.

If he was here right now, he'd say,

"Come on, B, get on with it.

Daylight's a-wasting."

- - Rio Paloma's a town of

outlaws and cattle rustlers.

To be a sheriff in a community like ours

is to be the most citizen of all citizens.

For nearly 20 years,

Ellis didn't just make that uniform look good,

he was an incorruptible force for good.

But that doesn't mean he was always law-abiding.

Like the time he snuck me and Becky Jo

into the Starlite Drive-In,

hidden in the trunk of his big, old, green Caprice.

Oh.

Rio Paloma's gonna miss you, Ellis Logan.

I sure am, too.

[organist playing "Amazing Grace"]

So sorry for your loss.

Thank you, ma'am.

Wonderful to see you. Take care of yourself now.

So sorry. So sorry for your loss.

Thank you for having me.

He was a good man.

Well...

You almost made me like Ellis.

I almost made myself like him, too.

- -

There comes a time when there are far more funerals

than baptisms or birthdays.

Burials are all you go to.

Until you show up at your own.

We got a ways to go yet.

Oh, Everett.

This place will be the death of us, sooner or later.

Well, we'll just greet it with a smile.

Well, I've missed you.

Yeah.

Take care.

Buddy, I could do this all day.

You got a real problem, kid.

-Just what you asked for. -Wow.

The very best.

You're a talent. Thank you.

Got your cooler?

Oh, shit.

You can use one of mine.

- -Thanks. Business still good?

Still hard.

Last year, we serviced nine ranches.

Three gave up,

three were sold off by the acre,

and three were bought by Big Beef.

I'm sorry.

Well, you take care of my business,

I'll take care of yours.

-I like your sticker. -It's Felipe's.

Do not remove.

Wouldn't dream of it.

Catch you later, buddy.

Beulah, a moment?

Seeing you here, I feel like it's coming up a cloud.

Nah, there's no rain in the forecast, darling.

Just the matter of Wes Ayers going missing.

His wife's mama is raising all kind of hell,

and telling anybody who'll listen,

"10-Petal had a hand in it."

Hmm. Did you listen?

It's my job to listen, Beulah.

You think I don't know your job?

I know not to tell you yours,

but you need to get a handle on your bunkhouse.

Well, it's handled.

But since we're offering advice,

why didn't you call me about Oreana at the rodeo?

Well, it seemed like a small thing, mostly.

Oh. The election contribution I gave you was not.

Ellis-- God rest his soul-- he understood that.

Maybe that's why he was so grateful.

Guess I'm still learning how to be grateful.

Learn faster, Sheriff Wade.

Ma'am.

What happened?

Fucking Hoyt.

Thanks for ditching.

'Course. I like seeing you.

That's a good look.

Anyway,

we got into another fight 'cause