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There are no weekends on a ranch.
The routine of Wednesday is the routine of Saturday.
And the chores of Tuesday are still chores on Sunday.
Though the banker and bookkeeper
may be tethered to a calendar,
ranchers are bound only to the seasons,
and note the milestones of their lives by saying,
"We were married in the spring,"
or "She was born in the fall,"
or perhaps, "On the hottest day in the driest summer
ever to plague Montana, my husband returned to me."
What is it?
It's Jack.
They're back. Cara, they're back!
Yes, I see.
I'd love to have that girl's energy just once.
Not me.
Looks like you got a runner, there, Jack.
Problem is she's a faller.
Better go get her, son.
Before she's up standing at the alter with a busted nose.
Better get her, Jack. before I do.
You'd never catch me.
- Whoa! - Woo!
Hey, don't we got a rule about running horses to the barn?
The whole world's got a rule
about running horses to the barn.
I guess we're the one renegade outfit that don't pay attention.
Everyone's gonna pay attention
next time we want to walk 'em back to the barn.
We'll have that argument when it comes, Zane.
It's just stupid.
It's stupid if your wife ain't standing there
wondering why everyone's in a hurry
to get back to the ranch but you. Ya!
Running to your wife is one thing,
but running to that damn barn...
I run the hell out of this horse to see my family, too,
they're just not standing
at that Goddamn barn waiting for me.
If you try to jump from that horse
and run you're going to break something.
My running dismount days are over, darlin'.
It's a long way down, and this old man's gonna climb it slow.
Racing across the field to me.
Taking lessons from my nephew.
That one seemed worth trying.
- It's effective. - Yeah.
I was worried about this trip, you know?
I don't know why. It really worried me.
We had some trouble.
I'll see the sheriff tomorrow
and talk him through it.
You just got home. You're going into town already?
How 'bout we all go to town?
- Missed you, sweetheart. - Me, too. Me, too.
Yeah.
Where's your horse?
Henry. Go to Campbells.
Bring Frank here.
Then go to the Archers.
Now, boy, go!
Ah...
Banner, my God. What happened?
The fucking Duttons happened.
It's called the Hotpoint Automatic.
I wasn't looking there.
There sure is a lotta cars here.
So are you selling electricity in the valley?
Yes, ma'am.
We will run the cable as they pave the road to the park.
You say they're paving the road to the park?
All the way from Canada to Mexico.
What is that?
That's a washing machine.
- What does it wash? - Clothes.
Oh! Can you imagine?
How?
Well, an electric motor spins a cylinder
as water is pumped through the machine.
Soap is added here and the agitation removes any soiling.
Hm.
What does that wash?
That's a refrigerator.
The top compartment keeps food frozen
and the bottom compartment
maintains a temperature of 38 degrees.
- And you sell these? - We rent them.
So you sell electricity,
and then you rent all the things that need electricity.
More or less.
But we don't need any of these things.
Well, they're conveniences.
Their use gives you time to do other things.
What other things?
Well... Like other chores.
Until you invent machines to do those, then what do we do?
Go on a picnic.
Go for a swim.
You can go to the cinema.
You can enjoy a more leisurely life.
But that ain't more leisurely
because we gotta work more to pay for all this stuff.
He's got you there.
This is the future.
Every home in New York City has electricity.
They have refrigerators,
and some even have electric stoves.
No here's the thing, we buy all this stuff,
we're not working for ourselves anymore.
We're working for you.
The washing machine seems like a good idea, I must admit.
It is the future, ma'am.
Hmph.
How are you sir?
McDowell: Jacob, you can't be hanging people
out in the woods like that no more.
This ain't no cowboy justice.
What should I have done different?
You should've brought them here.
Where they'd just get lynched and hung anyway.
I just saved a mob the trouble.
I hung my share of men with you standing right beside me, Bill.
We got a big enough problem with them cattle thieves
out of Wyoming, we don't need a range war
with the sheep herders.
They run their sheep on my ground,
and then they attacked us when we came upon them.
Range war's already begun.
You get some deputies up there
and you keep them sum-bitches on their own land,
or I'll do it.
And you've seen how I do it.
Oh.
Hey.
By God, Jake. If this is progress you can have it.
I've walked six blocks and you're the first person I know.
You gotta put town in the category
of "things you do for your wife."
Hell, my wife won't even come to town anymore.
I'll admit a fondness for some of the soda shops.
Well, you are Irish.
How's your herd?
Skinny. Driest I ever seen it.
How's yours?
I took 'em high.
Damn sheepers grazed off all the high ground,
whether it's their ground or not.
I'm working on that.
Well, if you need any help, you let me know.
If I do, it's gonna be the roughest kind of help.
Rough is what those sons of bitches need.
Best to your family.
And to yours.
Jacob.
Jacob, I swear to God you'll get yourself killed
by one of them motor wagons.
Listen, it's too late to head back.
We're stuck here for the night.
I got rooms at the hotel.
Yes, but what about supper?
Well, they have supper, too.
There's twenty of us.
14 of who can be on their own.
Got rooms booked at the Hotel Bozeman.
We leave first thing.
What would you like to do?
Well, what would you like to do?
Listen to the music and watch the sunset.
Then go back to the hotel and...
let someone wait on me for once.
We can do that.
He said third door down the alley.
This is the third door.
What do you want?
Umbrellas?
I told you this place was real, Dennis.
I ain't seen nothing that convinces me yet, Jack.
Don't you worry, you just wait.
This is wild, Jack. Absolutely wild.
I feel like I'm back in the city.
You are in the city.
Bozeman isn't a city.
Sure feels like one in here.
Hey, where'd all these people come from?
Back East, I think.
Whoop it up in town, and vacation in the park.
How do all these Easterners know about this place
and I just heard of it?
What'll you have?
What do you got?
We got it all.
What are the fancy folks drinking?
Gin Rickeys for the men and Bees Knees for the ladies.
We'll do that. Four of each.
Cheers.
Cheers, y'all.
Do you know this dance?
I don't even know this song.
I want to try it.
I want to try it, Jack.
I think she wants to try it.
- I think you better try it. - Yeah, I think I should.
Get out there, cowboy. Whoo!
Ain't that hard.
Wait.
I promise... I promise I'm worth the wait.
These damn fingers.
My plan was a beguiling pose on the bed.
I've fumbled the moment, I'm afraid.
You haven't fumbled anything.
I'm dizzy.
Me too.
A crafty bugger.
Unlike a lion that stalks or a leopard that ambushes,
these hyenas will do both.
Stalks a man down at the latrine,
followed another into his tent.
One man was killed five miles from here while surveying
ten feet from his car in the middle of the day.
No pattern to it.
You try baiting it?
I've had a goat tied to a tree so long
we bring it food and water now.
It's been tied there a week.
It's not as though there's a food shortage here.
She's either old or she's hurt.
And it's just one, it's not a pack.
A pack would eat a man to the bone.
These are just killed, barely eaten at all.
Like it's fun for her.
We build the fires up at night
and I have men patrolling in groups of three.
My biggest worry is that hyena drags a man down
and lions stumble upon it.
Then a whole pride has a taste for us.
When do my guides get here?
Should have been here yesterday.
How far is their village?
Ten miles, maybe.
They had any attacks up there?
Don't know.
I wish I knew more, but if I did I'd be the hunter.
Don't wander far.
It doesn't look real.
Like I walked into a painting.
It's an odd place.
Nothing as beautiful as when the sun rises
or right before it sets,
but in the middle of the day when the sun beats this place
like a hammer.
Do you believe Darwin saying we come from monkeys,
and all mankind began right here?
I can show you a place with the footprints of a child
baked into the lava rock.
I don't know where we came from,
but we've been here since stone was soft.
Long time.
In America, if you walk up on an animal,
they run away from you.
Don't matter what it is...
a wolf, a deer, bear...
but here, they look at you like you're a nuisance.
Something that's been harassing 'em for a million years.
Hm. We probably have.
Are the footprints far?
Not too far.
Show me.
What are those?
Impala.
They look like goats.
They probably are.
I want to ask you something.
Ask away.
Been giving it a lot of thought...
This sounds ominous.
Alexandra's just too long. Just in general.
You don't like my name.
It's beautiful, it's just,
if I need to yell at you or something...
Why would you need to yell at me?
Not at you, but in your direction.
Like if there's a, you know, there's a lion or something,
If I say, "Alexandra, look out there's a lion," it's...
If there's a lion don't even use my name, just say "lion."
It's just a mouthful is the deal, and I was just hoping
I could call you Alex.
Then call me Alex.
Good deal.
- I'm glad we worked that out. - Mm-hm.
Well, if it was that hard to ask about a nickname,
I won't hold my breath for a proposal.
Proposal?
I must say, you appeared much smarter at the bar.
A marriage proposal.
I won't hold my breath.
Hell, I'll ask you that right now.
I mean it.
I think this affair might need to mature beyond a day.
Why?
What for?
Are you worried there's things about me you might not like?
I can promise you, there's plenty.
I don't hear a question.
Marry me.
That's a statement.
It's a demand.
You Americans are brutes.
Yes, ma'am.
I will.
I'll marry you.
Now, I would like to see these footprints
from the dawn of man, hm?
Unless you need to cross "naming our children"
off the list as well.
We should give it some thought.
Thank you.
Let's go.
You're right, it's a child. All alone out here.
There's no toes.
Maybe we didn't have toes back then.
Maybe he was wearing sandals.
I've never felt small before.
I've never felt like my life...
Our time here is an eye blink.
It's one exhaled breath and then we're gone.
That's why I'm not wasting any time with you.
They don't look real to me.
They look like God just looked at shapes in the clouds and...
made animals out of 'em.
That's how much sense they make to me.
When I first saw you, all I saw was this sullen man.
I see the boy in you now.
I see our boy in you.
I see him in you.
My parents are going to fucking hate you.
Mine are gonna love you.
You have parents?
I fancied you just crawled from the wilds of America.
I rather like my version better.
Alex, give me your hand.
Alex?
Give me your hand.
It's okay, give me your hand, come on.
Here you go, come on.
There you go, there you go, right there. Right there.
There you go, come on.
Understand why you shortened it to Alex, now.
Much more efficient.
Good. Help me, help me.
Alex?
Help me. Ready?
Push.
Okay, hang on. Hang on.
What now?
We can't walk out here. Not at night.
Besides, we just rang a fourteen-ton dinner bell.
We need to get up that tree.
Wouldn't it be safer to stay in the truck?
Darling, there is nothing safe about this truck. Come on.
There you go.
Jesus.
For moments like these.
I must admit,
I had a different vision of how our day would end.
It's not funny.
Darlin', there aren't words to describe the pickle
we just found ourselves in.
Is it bad?
We need a higher tree.
This is the highest tree around.
That's the pickle.
What do we do?
We'll wait here till morning.
And we pray that a pride of lions or a leopard
don't want up this tree, either.
You think they'd want up the tree while we're in it?
We're the reason that they'd want up the tree.
Hmm.
Plan to share that? Thank you.
Mm.
It's even more beautiful from here.
This could be our last night.
- I won't let it. - But it could.
I won't let it.
What is that?
Hyenas.
No sound.
Are they gone?
It's gonna be this all night.
Oh, God!
Spencer?
We're here!
We're here.
Spencer?
Up the tree!
Good God, man.
Tell me about it.
Give me your hand.
I'm going to send Alex down to you.
- Alex? - My fiancé.
At least she was a few hours ago.
You still my fiancé?
We'll talk about it in the car.
Take this.
Thank you.
You're not out of the bush yet.
Any chance you'd care to climb down now?
There's a pride of lions not fifty feet from me.
Coming.
Here.
My God, man. I'll buy you another rope.
No. This one's lucky.
I looked death in the eye and I didn't feel alive, Spencer.
I only felt horror.
But you felt.
I never said it was gonna be fun.
I just said you'd feel.
I don't want to feel like that.
Do you understand me?
I don't ever want to feel like that again.
For a long time that was the only way I could feel.
Till I met you.
And I don't ever want to feel that way again, either.
It's settled then.
Tomorrow you'll find a new job.
Honey, that wasn't my job.
That was just you and me taking a drive in the country.
Perhaps I should alter my perspective.
The price of making love under the sun twice in a day
is being attacked by a pride of lions.
Three times.
Day's not over yet.
I feel I should point out that
I can hear every word you both say.
Then you understand why I'm asking you to drive faster.
Or just have sex in the back of my auto.
Why not.
- Morning. - Morning.
You want in here?
No.
Just watching.
Not sure this is worth watching.
Oh, it's worth watching.
After all these years, it's still worth watching...
You could watch me too, I suppose.
You know it's all the rage now.
Women shaving--their legs, beneath their arms.
Interesting fad, to be sure.
I wonder what that says about us, as a species.
I mean it's not as if women were running a straight razor
down their legs a decade ago.
They invented a razor specifically for women
when no need for one existed, then invented the need.
As if selling razors to half the population wasn't enough.
What?
I didn't say a word.
But don't you find it curious?
I'm not curious. It's greed. That's it.
Exactly. That's exactly my point.
What does that say about us, as a species?
We've been married for 40 years--
Forty-four.
Okay, I'm rounding down to make us feel younger.
Well, that's not working.
And in all those years,
you've have never asked me a question
that you did not have the answer to.
Ah. I have an answer.
I know.
Care to hear it?
I can't wait to hear it.
It will be the thing that ends us.
Greed will be the thing that kills us all.
I'm sure you're right.
Now what do you really want to talk about?
Oh... nothing, really.
I just wanted to talk
and I wanted you to listen and you did.
I wonder if you know how rare that is.
I know how rare you are.
Which is it is a pleasure and a joy
to listen to you babble on about utter nonsense.
It's not nonsense.
One day women will be shaving between their legs
because some razor company told them to, you watch.
I won't be there to watch. Breakfast?
Breakfast be lovely.
Jacob?
Jacob... What are you doing?
I was just wondering who this old man is
staring at me in the mirror?
When the hell did that happen?
Never seen that man before.
We run out of pavement, you walk these horses.
I don't want you rattling these ladies to death.
Yes, sir.
We'll ride with the wagon
Y'all get back to the ranch.
Let me leave a few cowboys with you.
You're riding in front.
If there's any trouble, you'll run into it first.
Yes, sir.
Let's go.
Here ya go.
Finally, some clouds. And maybe some rain.
We need rain.
We just don't need it while we're sitting in this buggy.
We need rain and we ain't choosy about when God brings it.
Better bring it soon.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Shooting from this direction.
Yep.
Get out of the wagon!
Get out of the wagon, now!
Now!
Get out of the wagon!
Jack! Jack!
Help!
Son of a bitch.
Jack! Jack!
Jack!
Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Go!
Shooting stopped.
They're mounting up.
Here they come.
Mind your ammo.
Stay down. Stay down.
Damn it!
- Jake... - Jacob.
Jake Dutton!
I'm a man of my word!
Run.
You're shot.
We both are.
Go after that buggy. We're gonna need it.
Jacob!
John! John!
No, no. You don't want to see this.
See what?
Jacob...
Just breathe.
Wait. Wait! Just wait!
Hell is where you'll go if you do this, ma'am.
All right, take me to the nearest sheriff
and let him hang me...
That way you'll get your justice without closing
the gates of Heaven.
What do you know about Heaven?
[music
- Bedroom? - Kitchen.
On the table.
Put Elizabeth on that table over there.
There scissors, top drawer. Two pair.
Bring them, both of them.
Carl, Carl, through that door on the left, there's fresh linens.
And a bucket, bring it here.
Thank you.
Ah!
Here. Here.
Press these against the wounds,
it'll stop the bleeding.
Press hard.
Jake, you're going to be fine.
You get 'em all?
One drove off.
I'll send for the sheriff first thing.
No sheriff.
They find out what they've done to me...
they'll come for this place.
The banks, miners.
The thieves.
No sheriff.
Ah... Cara.
It's no use.
You're still talking. You're still breathing.
Honey...
I'll not quit.
Spencer must come home now.
You get him home.
Cara, get him home.
Lord help us.
You tend to the girl. You and I begin with him.
Young man, you must wait your turn.
Don't worry about me.
Cara, step back.
Cara, we have no time.
Leave the room!
Now!
Get the morphine.
You there, boil me some water, right now.
Come around here, put some pressure on that.
Right there! Yes, hold it.
More pressure, yes. That's it, that's it.
"Spencer, your brother has been killed.
"By the time you receive this letter,
"I suppose your uncle has been killed as well.
"Your nephew has been wounded.
"This ranch and your legacy are in peril.
"War has descended upon this place and your family.
"Whatever war you fight within yourself must wait.
You must come home and fight this one."