Don't you ever fucking touch me!
[screams]
[grunting]
-[screams] -[gasps]
[Kestrel] Cade says we got a daughter
same age as yours.
Love to get them together.
That would be great.
Your options
are stay here with me or you figure out
-your life on your own. -I want out of this fucking car!
* somber music *
[Cade] That sure is a permanent solution
to a temporary problem.
I'm not...
-Are you my friend? -Of course.
-Get on a plane. I need you. -I will be there
first thing in the morning.
What's your name?
Abby.
You're all right, Abby.
[kids giggling]
[Abigail] Oh, my God.
[Preston] She may be the oldest,
but she's still my baby
and picking her up when she falls
is my job.
* slow, haunting music *
* music swells *
***
[insects trilling]
-[door opens] -[footsteps approaching]
-[loud thump] -[exclaims] What?
-What? -Caddis are hatching.
[groans]
-What, now? -Right now.
Let's go.
-Oh, sure, yeah. Okay. -Night owl gets the worm.
[groaning]
I need coffee.
-We're not waiting for coffee. -[pouring]
Oh. Of course.
Thanks.
-[strained] Yeah! -[chuckling]
That'll do it. Mm.
[groaning]
-I'll meet you outside. -Okay.
Yeah.
[grunts]
* pastoral music *
-Ooh! -Yeah.
***
I got to say,
I like how you always point me to a good hole, Paul.
-[chuckles] -And somehow
always find yourself on a better one.
Strange how that happens, isn't it?
Yeah. I'm gonna find my own hole.
You do that, big brother.
Fish the middle.
It's night.
The trout aren't afraid of the eagles now.
They're in the middle.
* soft music *
Whoa!
[Paul laughing]
There we go.
[laughing]
Paul.
-[laughing] Oh... -Oh.
[chuckles]
-Hey! -[laughs]
Get out of my hole.
[giggling]
***
[exhales]
[grunts]
[sighs]
[grunts softly]
Do you know what today is?
Uh, knew what it was when you woke me up, but
-[chuckles] -got no clue now.
Is it today?
Is it tomorrow?
It's Melissa's birthday.
You know, sometimes, I... I-I worry.
-About what? -[sighs]
About the day you wake up
and this seems normal, ordinary.
You find yourself, I don't know, maybe...
...lacking in purpose.
Been here 20 years and it hasn't felt ordinary yet.
Doesn't feel ordinary today.
Not sure why that would worry you.
The worry is what you do next.
[chuckles]
So, you think me finding some woman to wipe my ass
throughout the twilight years is somehow a...
a deterrent to suicide?
Not when you say it like that.
You're the one person that's never asked me.
Don't change that today.
Okay.
Thank you.
Can I ask you why?
Because when I said
"till death do us part..."
...I meant my death.
You of all people should understand that.
* melancholy music *
Yeah, brother, that I understand.
I understood exactly.
Because I feel the same.
This is getting harder.
***
[sobbing]
It's okay to drink water from the river?
-Yeah, we're boiling it, so... -Huh.
I don't think you can boil the bad out of the Hudson.
Oh, look at that.
[chuckles]
It's just bubbling up right there.
How do you know when it's done?
I go by the color.
When it looks like espresso, I pull it.
And I thought I knew all there was to know
about making coffee.
Oh. Apparently the methods are endless.
[grunts softly]
"If no percolator or filter can be found,
boil water in a pot, then crack an egg--
shell and all-- into the water.
Add two teaspoons of coffee per cup.
Let sit about two minutes and stir.
The egg will adhere to the grounds.
You scoop it out.
Drink up."
What is that?
Preston's journal.
He started it when they bought the place.
Twenty years ago?
Mm. Longer.
"For the first time in my life...
...I own land.
Not a building or apartment. Land.
Unlike the other two,
which feel more akin to a gopher occupying a different hole,
I'm a steward now,
solely responsible for how much this land changes
or how much it stays the same.
Best I can hope
is be a benign nuisance to this place.
Man's goal in society is to be remembered.
In nature, it is to be forgotten,
unnoticed.
Leave as little proof I was here as I possibly can.
That will be my gift to this place."
Who wrote that?
Preston.
[chuckles softly]
There's a man in here I barely knew, Lili.
And he begged me...
...to know him.
I remember one Thanksgiving.
[chuckles softly]
I was back from college.
I was laid up on the sofa with a hangover.
[both chuckle]
And my father walked in and he asked me
if I wanted to go for a walk.
I said no. [scoffs]
And I never thought of it again until 30 years...
...later, and all of his children are racing to Boston,
trying to beat death to his bed and say goodbye.
And I asked him if he remembered inviting me to go on that walk.
And he nodded and he smiled.
And I asked him, "Do you remember
what you wanted to talk about?"
And he shook his head and he said,
"I didn't want to talk.
I just wanted to listen."
This is not cheering me up.
My point is,
he told you everything that he wanted you to know
while he was here.
If he had wanted you to know
what was in that book while he was alive...
...he would have told you.
He's telling you now
because now is when he wants you to know it.
[coffee pot percolating]
How's this thing work?
Oh, it's deceptively simple.
You just pour.
[chuckles softly]
Dare I ask for creamer?
-No, you can ask. -[chuckles]
-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.
All right, I am here to work.
I have been given a list of to-dos
from Preston's attorneys.
I'm only gonna ask this of you once,
and then we won't have to talk about it again.
The death certificate is in my purse.
So, the apartment and the house
in the Hamptons are in a trust.
-Mm-hmm. -Along with all
of his investments, his bank accounts--
everything.
You are executor and beneficiary until your death,
at which time the law firm will assume the role of executor
and the trust is divided equally between Abigail,
Bridgett, Macy, and Paige.
Okay.
The will does list burial instructions.
He wanted to be buried here.
There's a spot marked on a map.
* sentimental music *
I know the spot.
If I sell it...
...the new owners can exhume the bodies,
move them, cremate them--
whatever they choose.
Well, what if you... [short exhale]
...you exempt this part from sale?
Then what-- I fly back here once a year?
Sit here for an hour?
How many funerals have we been to?
Parents, grandparents, friends.
Have you ever been back to visit, once?
Okay, so keep it.
But keeping it doesn't require you to live here.
I...
Preston didn't live here.
Well, Preston didn't live here
because I refused to entertain the notion.
Because the notion isn't rational.
You think I'm using my logical mind to make this decision?
The only thing on my mind...
...is "how do I get through the day without him?"
I was only three years older than Bridgett
when I met him.
I can't...
...explain the pain,
Lili.
It's so...
...fucking piercing that...
...I'm not able to remember to breathe. It...
It's a good thing that breathing is...
...an automatic response,
because if I could choose not to remember...
Maybe in six weeks I'll feel foolish
and I'll miss you...
and I'll miss New York and I'll miss the noise.
But for now,
I can sit on that porch.
I can stand by the river and I can feel him.
I...
His soul is here.
I know it sounds ridiculous,
but it's here.
And I...
feel it.
Best friend's job isn't to tell you what to do.
My job is to help you do it.
-Okay? -Okay.
Okay.
[sniffling]
-So where do we start? -Oh.
[chuckles softly]
-Whiskey. -Okay.
* gentle music *
[exhales sharply]
[scoffs]
Any hint of mystery in our marriage is gone.
Gone.
I disagree.
I think you're still quite the mystery to...
That's not what you--
Okay. I understand. I get it.
I'm gonna take a shower.
Try to wash the shame away.
There's no shame, honey.
Remember?
Everybody Poops.
Children's book.
It normalizes, you know, basic human behavior,
body functions. Wh...
It's pretty great.
[door opens]
Do you want a coffee?
I want a hotel suite with his and her bathrooms
and a fucking bidet.
-[door slams] -And a facial!
My skin is turning into leather!
* atmospheric music
Whoa.
That's an Indian.
-"Native American." -"Native American."
[Paige] Do you think she's lost?
[Macy] She doesn't have any shoes.
What are you looking at?
There is a literal Indian on--
"Native American."
Native American on a horse outside the window.
[Abigail] What?
[clears throat]
Oh!
God! What the fuck?!
Oh!
Didn't mean to scare you.
Me? No.
Um, I-I scared you. I'm so sorry.
You just spooked the horse.
But that ain't hard to do.
[chuckles]
There a girl here about my age?
Uh, there...
Well, there's, um...
Uh, why? Do you need her for something?
Whoa, whoa.
Hey, Kayla.
I came to meet your daughter.
All right, well, let me get her.
Hey, girls?
Want to be friends?
Me?
Can you ride?
That's not my daughter.
That's my sister.
I'm 26.
You sure?
Pretty sure. Yeah.
Hi.
Can I pet him?
You bet.
Hello.
What's his name?
Shorty.
He's not very short.
He was when we named him.
-You got a horse? -Yeah.
Saddle him up.
Oh. He's still at the Olympics.
Where's that?
France.
You can ride one of mine.
-Whoa. Um... -Wow.
[Russell] Whoa. Uh...
Wait, wait, wait, uh...
-Bridgett! -Oh, my God. That Indian girl
-just rode off with your child. -Be careful!
-Abby, do something. -[Abigail] What do you--
She's the neighbor. They'll be fine.
-Unless she falls off and dies. -What do you want me
to do, Paige?
[phone rings]
[door opens, closes]
Hi.
I'm ready to go home.
You and me both.
Uh, okay.
Should we say noon?
-[door opens] -Okay, we'll be there.
[door closes]
Hi. This is Abby, from--
Yeah. Yeah, the neighbor. [chuckles softly]
Um...
I think my daughter's headed there.
At least I hope she is.
She's with Kayla.
Okay, yep. I'll keep an eye out for 'em.
There's just-- There's something we need to take care of in town.
Uh, do you think you could watch her till we get back?
I can't promise I won't
-put her to work. -Well,
I can't promise there's much work in her,
but you're welcome to try.
She's fine here all day,
whether she's working or not.
Oh, I think I see 'em coming over the hill now.
Thank you.
* thoughtful music *
Hey, Russell?
I need you to do me a favor.
What's that?
[clicks tongue] Ooh.
Well...
according to the guide,
it's a...
coyote?
No.
Might be a wolf.
There's wolves here?
According to this book,
there's every species that threatens our place
atop the food chain.
What's the food chain?
Well, I'm not sure
that I'm qualified to answer that, but...
Uh, think about it like this. Uh...
A fly gets caught in a spider's web.
The spider eats it.
Then the frog eats the spider
and then the snake eats the frog
and then the hawk eats the snake.
That's the food chain.
What eats the hawk?
Well, I think, uh...
you know, the hawk is-is-is...
uh, just up there, you know?
Near the, uh, near the top.
But there's things bigger than hawks.
Ri... Hawks are like the, uh...
you know, the air force of the animal kingdom.
Land animals would have a tough time getting them.
I mean, of course, I guess...
a mountain lion could climb a tree to get them.
You know what, I don't know.
I'm sure there are variances to the food chain that I, uh...
that I am unaware of.
[softly clears throat]
What's that?
Oh. Turn to the scat section.
What's "scat"?
It's the mountain word for "poop," apparently.
That's poop?
That...
is elk poop, to be exact.
So, the elk was on this trail
and so was the wolf.
You think the wolf was hunting the elk?
Uh...
Maybe.
And then the elk saw the wolf
and it scared the shit out of them.
[chuckles]
Uh, well, I object to your phrasing,
but, uh...
the evidence does, uh, support that theory.
Think there were wolves in New York before it was a city?
I bet there was.
Wolves and bears and everything that's here.
Hmm.
I can't remember his face.
It's only been a few days,
and I already forgot what he looked like.
I can, uh...
I can show you a picture.
There.
[clears throat]
[Macy sighs]
From now on, pictures is the only way I'll see him.
* mournful music *
[door shuts]
So...
most planes this size do not have a flight data recorder.
But because he flew for the Forest Service,
one was installed.
This information helps us understand better what happened.
I am happy to explain what took place
if you don't wish to listen.
But it is your right to listen, so...
the choice is yours.
Have you listened?
Yes, ma'am, I have.
And is there something to learn from it?
How is this... helpful?
For your daughters, I don't think it is.
In fact, I would...
That's not my place to say.
Say it.
If I were you, I wouldn't listen.
If I were you, I would.
I'm staying.
Me too.
Play it.
-[metal creaking, clattering] -[Preston] Jesus!
[Paul] Big Sky approach.
This is Cessna 185 Bravo Zulu. I need a SWAP.
[controller] Copy, Nancy-Bravo. Speed and altitude?
[Paul] 130 knots at 8,200.
[controller] Maintain southwest heading, climb to 11,000.
[Paul] Copy that, 11,000.
Thank you, tower. We'll get up over this.
-[rumbling] -[Preston] Jesus! Fuck, Paul!
-[Paul] Just hold on. -[Preston] Christ!
-Stacy! -[crash]
[recording cuts off]
Oh, my God. [crying]
[door opens, closes]
[door opens]
[door closes]
[Van] You were his last thought.
I figured you'd want to know that.
Is there anything else?
Do I need to sign something?
No, ma'am.
[door opens]
* pensive music *
[door closes]
***
Come on.
Come on, Paige.
Goddamn it, Preston!
This was not an accident.
Th-This was a choice!
You chose this.
You chose it, and look what it's doing to us!
[Van] I said the same thing.
When my wife died.
Walked out and stared at the sky.
And I cursed her for being reckless with her life.
Which was my life. That's the promise we made.
I gave her mine and she gave me hers.
I want to hate him for it.
Yeah, I said that, too.
[crying]
Been four years.
And in that time, I ain't learned a single thing
that's gonna help you get through this.
The kids is a reason, but you already know that.
You're mad at him now.
Later, I guess you'll be mad at me for letting you hear it.
But I watched my wife die.
And I ain't got a clue what her last thought was.
Time's coming when you'd have wondered.
Now you don't have to.
[crying]
[door opens]
You're her friend?
Yeah.
She could sure use one.
[Liliana] Stacy?
You know the five stages of grief?
I'm aware of them.
Well...
...today I just sped right through denial,
I got to tell you.
These pants are Chanel, so you know.
Never doubt my love for you.
I don't.
All these doctors want to make a math problem
out of how we feel.
There's five stages for this,
seven for that.
Doesn't work that way.
No.
You were the last thought in his mind.
Stacy, you were the very last.
Most will never know a love like that.
I don't.
[Abigail] A little warning would have been nice.
Told you not to listen.
You could've gone into more detail.
I'm sorry.
It's not your fault. I'm just...
A good part of my job is giving bad news
to good people.
And I hate it.
When you called...
...I thought you were calling for me.
I-I was. You're who I called.
To talk to me.
You seemed so much brighter 30 seconds ago.
You do recall that we kissed?
I... I remember that.
So I presumed that you were calling
because you liked it, and...
...maybe you wanted to do it some more.
[weak chuckle]
Uh, yeah, might-might want to...
you know, stick a date somewhere in there before the next one.
[chuckles] Okay.
If you want to be old-fashioned, then yeah. Okay.
A date. Date it is.
So...
what does one do
on a date out here?
Uh, it depends
on the time of year, I guess.
Right now, you float the river,
have a picnic,
run some horses into the mountains.
No indoor dates.
A pretty average saloon in town.
But I've arrested most everyone in there, so...
room can get a little tense.
What about wintertime?
You go skiing. Snowmobiles is fun.
[chuckles] These all seem to have
an element of speed.
Well, what's a date in New York?
We go to a movie, um... see a play.
Oh, so you...
you sit in silence and watch other people talk?
Okay, well, at least they aren't
timed events like the fucking Olympics.
This ain't-this ain't a "which has better dates" contest.
I'm just curious.
Go to a museum.
Then a café.
Maybe a pub after.
We ain't got none of those.
Right.
Let's float the river.
Think you'll like that.
Okay.
I can be here by 4:00.
Deal.
Okay.
I'll see you at 4:00.
Yep.
Oh, for God's sake.
* gentle music *
Oh.
Uh, Macy! Look, look!
-I think I saw an eagle. -Oh, my God.
-[Macy] I don't see it. -[Russell] Ah...
Right over the trees.
Mom, guess what?
-What? -We found a spot
where the wolf scared the scat out of an elk.
The what?
Scat. It's what they call poop in Montana.
-Oh. -It's a...
it's a term used in tracking.
Tracking.
-We'll discuss it on the boat. -Okay.
[Russell] Macy, come on. Let's go
-wash the scat off of us. -Mm-hmm.
[mouthing]
[clears throat]
Is there somewhere to change in that cabin?
Uh, there's a bathroom.
And by that, I mean a room with a bath.
Should work.
Feel like I'm 13.
You think today is the best day for us to...
I would love to feel good for a few hours.
I have all night to feel bad.
I... There is just...
There's something about this uniform.
It's $28 at Western Police Supply.
Well, it's money well spent.
See you at 4:00.
Honey?
[Paige crying]
Honey.
Hey.
Hey. Hey.
Come here. Come here.
I heard it.
I heard him die.
I got you.
I got you. It's okay.
[crying continuing]
[door opens]
[sighs]
[sniffles]
Don't mind me, I'm just mourning the death of our bank.
Paige, I didn't mean--
If you didn't mean it, then why did you say it?
[crying]
Get changed.
We're going on a field trip.
A... a field trip?
I think we all need a break.
Come on.
[footsteps approaching]
You fall in?
I sat in.
Van invited me to float the river.
-Mm. -I'm gonna bring
Paige and Russell. My date has
turned into group therapy. Do you want to come?
-Are you taking Macy? -Mom,
I can't leave her here alone.
Hey. Leave her here with me.
Well, I have another daughter running wild somewhere.
I'll find her.
-We can stay, if you want. -No.
This was his favorite place on earth.
I can think of nothing that would please him more
than you seeing it.
Send Macy down.
Abby.
You didn't ask my opinion,
but if I were you, I would set my hooks
pretty deep in that one.
They're not making any more men like him.
This has less than no chance, Mom.
But he is a beautiful diversion.
Mm-hmm.
[Preston] "September is my favorite time here.
There's a bite to the air in the morning.
Leaves begin to turn, and we are done
with the tedium of matching flies to a hatch.
It's hopper season.
No more scouring the ground for bugs
or studying the leaves of a willow.
Just tie on a number 12 hopper and give 'em hell."
Twelve hopper.
* gentle music *
[door closes]
Well, honey, I stand corrected.
Your OCD
did have a purpose.
Now,
did you tell me how to...
tie this on?
Course you did.
[keys continue clacking]
Ma'am?
[chime plays]
Can I help you?
Yes. I am a friend of the Clyburn family.
Preston Clyburn and his brother.
-Paul? -Mm-hmm. Yes.
Funeral home called.
Said Mrs. Clyburn wanted them buried on the property.
Uh, I've done some research,
and it seems that if we dedicate a portion of the property to--
This is the application.
What you need to do
is notate on the plat map
the exact location of the cemetery.
Have her sign and return.
And how long does this process take?
About 90 days.
Oh, we don't, uh... [chuckles softly]
We don't have 90 days.
I don't think that this family has another week in them.
You have to wait 90 days to allow residents
to contest a location.
Nobody will, but that's the law.
Well, what is the family
supposed to do with the bodies before we--
This is a conditional permit.
It allows the funeral home to release the bodies
and allow for their immediate burial on the site.
Hmm. This would have taken six months
and three attorneys in New York.
[chuckles] You ain't in New York.
So I just take this to the funeral home?
Emailed it over this morning.
Oh.
Please extend our condolences.
Paul was a real nice man.
He will be missed.
I'm not sure that you need this.
I got it at the church auction.
I thought it was for bingo.
Uh, but it's good to know the screen works.
Didn't know it came with a sound, though.
[chime playing repeatedly]
[chuckling]
It's pretty neat.
Have a nice day.
* tranquil music *
Hmm.
What you doing?
Want to go fishing?
-I don't know how. -Neither do I.
But men do it drunk, so...
how hard can it be?
What's that for?
Uh, no clue.
I assume you've had some form of, like,
swiftwater rescue training?
A fair share.
If you fall out of this boat, all you need to do
is stand up. River ain't three feet deep here.
I got to say, I was not expecting this.
-Ooh. -I've been floating
New Yorkers down this river since I was a teenager.
I know what y'all like. You, uh...
Hey, dig down to the bottom and there's some
prosciutto and cantaloupe.
He's the perfect man.
If he thought to get cheese, he is.
Keep hunting. There's brie and honey.
-Russell? -[Russell] Hmm?
Do you want a beer?
Uh, no, I'll get a glass--
Yeah, beer's fine.
Beer, uh, beer would be great.
You've got that craft brew look about you.
I hope it's all right.
Oh, yeah, you bet.
I, uh, love it when they taste like campfire.
-Mmm. -[Paige] Honey,
what can you do to get veins in your forearms like his?
Uh, steroids would do it.
Or exercise, one could argue.
I exercise.
I got him a Peloton for Christmas,
and he's been using it.
What's a Peloton?
[both chuckle]
It's a stationary bike with a monitor that allows you
to interact with other riders through the Internet
-while you're riding. -It's like a-like a spin class.
Yeah, except you don't have to leave your house.
-Uh-huh. -Because, I mean,
once you get home,
you don't ever really want to leave, right? So...
-Mm. -I mean, I suppose
I could, on my way home, stop at the gym
and ride one of their bikes,
but you got to bring a gym bag, and...
and you sweat and you got to shower,
and I really don't believe in showers as, like,
-a communal experience. -Hmm.
Can't you just go for a bike ride?
[both laughing]
In New York?
No. That's too dangerous.
Like, way, way too...
-No, you-you can't. -[Abigail] It actually is.
I mean, if he doesn't get run over,
he'd probably get robbed.
Thieves will just pull you off at a red light,
ride off with your bike. I'm serious.
[Van] I'm not doubting you.
I got a friend who was riding his bike in the forest
and, uh, got jumped by a mountain lion.
-A mountain lion? -A mountain lion?
-Mm. -What did he do?
They had a pretty good fight about it.
Uh, my buddy stabbed him with a knife till he run off.
Died under a tree.
Your friend died?
The mountain lion died.
Yeah, friend's fine.
[sighs]
His friend killed a lion with his bare hands.
Well, with a knife, right?
Choke a lion to death with your bare hands,
maybe I'm impressed, but come on.
[Paige] Wow. Look at that.
I guess that's why they call it Big Sky Country.
How come it's so much bigger here?
It's even bigger than the beach.
You ever notice how the sky at the beach is only,
like, over the ocean?
Paige, your blonde is showing.
No, think about it, you only ever see
half the sky at the beach.
[Abigail] That's because you're facing the ocean.
If you just turn around, you'd see the other half.
Yeah, duh. But what I'm saying is
-is that it tricks your mind. -[Abigail] No, it tricks
your mind, Paige. The rest of our minds have it figured out.
Oh, excuse me, "get a hot boyfriend, I know everything."
I'm Abby Wikipedia.
This is why I don't take my sisters on the river.
Mm-mmm.
[Russell] You said there was prosciutto?
* pastoral music *
[Van] So, there's nicks, nymphs,
emergers, and then the adults.
But then the nymphs--
they might live for two years before they rise,
then fly up and breed.
And that's it.
Fall back to the river,
deposit their eggs,
and their life is over.
Well, that is tragic.
[chuckles]
It ain't tragic.
That's their purpose.
And the fact that we're watching 'em
is proof they succeeded.
[chuckles]
God, I am so out of practice at this.
Mm. [chuckles]
Ah.
Yeah, you and me both.
Well, I guess the question is...
...should we be trying?
I doubt you're moving here, and
I ain't never moving to New York.
Look, I am a 37-year-old
divorced mother of two.
I don't have a luxury of expecting good heart,
great smile...
...and geography.
When I met Dallas, my ex,
I was pregnant first.
And then love came later, if it...
if it came at all.
But he was sweet and supportive,
and before you knew it, we had a family.
My juvenile attempt to
recreate what my parents had created.
I look at people out here, and they're married at 20.
They're still in love with a life that they built
and kids running everywhere.
Where I'm from,
having a child at 20 is a catastrophe.
I tried to hide behind the marriage
and pretend like it was the plan all along.
Don't get me wrong.
I love my girls.
Bridgett is...
the most wonderful mistake
I have ever made,
and I am glad I made it.
But when you say "till death do us part," you mean it.
When we say it,
our mind's just on the reception.
Does that make sense?
Not really.
Look, maybe floating a river is as far as this goes,
but in the off chance that this is the start of something,
I don't want you to think that...
I don't even-- I don't know how to say this. I...
I don't want you to think that there is some great love
I'm comparing you to, because I have no great love
to judge you against.
We don't need to be comparing nothing.
I don't think that's fair to anybody.
My wife wasn't as pretty as you.
Hell, I don't...
I don't think I've ever met anyone as pretty as you.
[chuckles softly]
She was skinny.
Big gap between her front teeth.
And if she stood across the river from us right now...
...I would run to her.
Run.
And I doubt my feet would touch water.
My boys have been begging me to date for a year.
I mean, she was the love of my life since eighth grade.
What are the odds I get two?
* pensive music *
I do have a frame of reference, and
please don't take this the wrong way when I tell you.
You got a lot to live up to.
As much as I like sitting here,
it hurts more than you'll ever know.
So if you're wondering how I feel about you...
I feel enough to sit here and take it.
That's a lot to live up to.
Yes, ma'am.
I'll make you a deal.
What's that?
The part of your heart that she has,
she can keep.
I wish it was that easy.
I mean, wasn't this boat ride, wasn't it just, like...
a reason to forget?
Wasn't that the point?
That...
that was the original goal, yes.
Then let's get to it.
[gasps] Fish, right there.
Aah!
That's not how you do it.
[sighs] I'm aware.
[sighs] The book says
swing the rod between ten and two.
What's ten and two?
Uh, it refers to, uh, a time
when watches had hands.
Watches had hands?
Okay. Ten and two.
Ten, two.
I think this is right.
Okay, what does it say now?
"Point your hands where you want
the fly to hit the water."
Oh!
You caught one!
What do I do? What do I do?
Uh... you're supposed to pull
-the line with your hand. -Why?
I don't know. That's what it says.
I have a better idea.
Okay...
-[grunts] -[exclaims]
Get it, get it!
-Get it, get it! Oh. Oh, oh, -[grunts]
that might be a bit excessive.
-I got it! -Okay, get him!
Oh! Aah! We caught a fish.
-We caught a fish! -We caught a...
[laughing, cheering]
It's so clear.
What?
What? Why are you staring at me like a stalker?
I'm staring at you like your husband.
Yeah, if I was married to a stalker.
[chuckles]
What?
You're beautiful.
Yeah, you think?
I do think.
What's your favorite part?
My swollen ass or this fucking shiner?
Ugh. It's a tough choice.
You still think I'm pretty?
No, "pretty" isn't a strong enough word.
Then get off your ass and come fucking woo me.
All right.
Jesus, take the hint. Whoo!
[grunts]
Now sweep me off my feet.
All right. Like this?
-[grunts] -Ooh!
-God bless the Peloton, yes. -[chuckles]
Like that.
Mmm. You're heavier than you look.
What the fuck did you just say?
No, I mean like muscle density, BMI.
You know, it's a compliment.
In what caveman universe is that a compliment?
-Put me down. -Okay, fine.
-Russell? Don't... -You want to see a caveman?
-I swear to God. Honey? -[grunting]
Okay, okay, okay, wait.
I will give you the blowjob of the year
-if you don't do this. -Oh, wow. [shouts]
Wait, of the decade, of the decade.
Honey, please, this is a terrible way
for a marriage to end. Don't do this.
God, I feel like I have so much power right now.
-Ah! -Okay. Wait, I'm begging you.
Keep begging.
[moans]
Okay, fine.
You win.
Take me back to the shore and have your way with me.
Really got to lay off the cannolis, baby.
Okay, after we fuck, you are in real trouble.
[Russell chuckles]
So, the trick is to keep his head looking outside
as you come into the barrel,
then release him and he'll spring right around it.
-Pull his head away? -Just a little.
I'll show you.
* vibrant music *
Got it?
I think so.
Give him a go.
Okay. [kisses]
Whoa! Whoa.
Pretty good for never doing it.
[laughs]
That was amazing!
[laughing]
Bridgett. You mama called.
She wants you home.
Okay.
I don't know the way.
I know the way.
I'll pony your horse back for you.
Looking good, girls.
Thank you.
I'll grab the gate.
[clicking tongue]
[kisses]
[Abigail] Mmm. What are these again?
Uh, fritters of sorts
with zucchini from the garden.
There's zucchini in the garden?
There is a bit of everything in the garden.
-How many fish did you catch? -Seven.
-What? -[Russell] No kidding?
-Mm-hmm. -[Paige] I find that
very hard to believe, Mom.
Oh, you caught me, Paige.
I bought it from the fishmonger in Three Forks.
You caught them? With a pole?
Yeah, that's how it's done.
This is all very suspect. I need evidence.
Oh, evidence.
Um, kind of like that leaf embedded in your hair.
-How did that happen, Paige? -Oh... [chuckles]
What? I fell.
Oh. Uh-huh.
I did. You try walking a riverbank in Louboutins.
I bet I know exactly what you fell on.
Oh, look who's talking while you were swallowing
-Deputy Do-Right's tonsils. -[exclaiming, laughing]
-Ew. -Okay, so gross. I...
[Liliana sniffling]
[sniffles] I'm sorry.
I wonder if you know how happy
this would make him.
It would, it... It'd fill his heart.
* mournful music *
Let's talk about tomorrow.
What's tomorrow?
Tomorrow, we bury them.