The president of every bank,
they're in that room.
So go in there and convince them
that you're strong.
I'm the largest independent oil producer in the region.
The only difference between me and Monty
is I'm meaner.
Underestimating me is how I buy you out.
I'm assuming you know the sharks are circling.
Yeah, and they leave a pretty big wake.
500 barrels a day, $10 million dollars a year.
And it's ours.
This is the dream?
I did it for you.
Seems like you've been given priority walk-on status
with the cheerleading corps.
I got in?
You are president of an oil company.
It's time you start living like it.
We're on a fucking Gulfstream. I am living it.
Dorothy passed, T.L.
She's in a better place.
I'm sure you'll see her again.
If I do, that means I'm in hell, too.
♪ dramatic music ♪
Who died?
My mother.
♪ To put it plain, I just don't like you ♪
♪ Not a thing about the way you is ♪
♪ And if there ever come a time I got rabies ♪
♪ You're high on my bitin' list ♪
♪ To put it plain, I just don't like you ♪
♪ Not a thing about the way you is ♪
♪ And if there ever come a time I got rabies ♪
♪ You're high on my bitin' list ♪
♪ Yeah, you're high on the list ♪
♪ Of people getting bit if they gave me a week or two ♪
♪ Before my brain was so inflamed ♪
♪ The spirit left my shoes ♪
♪ I'd want to kiss my wife, I'd want to hug my baby... ♪
- Should be getting close. - Yup.
We're approaching target formation!
Pressure's really running now.
Buddy, your well's kicking.
- You think it or you know it? - Gauges don't lie, buddy.
Got to shut the well and activate the BOP.
I got it!
She's gonna blow!
♪ To put it plain, I just don't like you ♪
♪ I never really have and I never really did ♪
♪ And if there ever come a time I got rabies ♪
♪ You're high on my bitin' list ♪
♪ Seizure fraught spinal rot ♪
♪ I'd want to be with the ones I love ♪
♪ But in the light of the Moon, with everybody sleeping ♪
♪ I'd draw me a little bit of blood ♪
♪ With time so small, my list ain't many ♪
♪ My list is short and few, and the thing about it is ♪
♪ Everybody on the list is coming in after you... ♪
I'm no geologist,
but I'd say that's a pretty good place to drill.
Yeah, she's got that look about her, don't she?
♪ To put it plain, I just don't like you ♪
♪ Not a thing about the way you is ♪
♪ And if there ever come a time I got rabies ♪
♪ You're high on my bitin' list ♪
This is Cooper Norris.
Please leave me a message. I'll get back to you.
I have been calling you for hours.
What happened?
Well blew.
Are you hurt?
I can't.
I need you to answer when I call.
Last time someone didn't answer
is 'cause they were already gone.
You have to give me that.
Sorry. My phone died.
Why are you crying?
Every well hit.
Every one.
That doesn't happen. Every well don't hit.
The dream that keeps coming true.
That makes you sad?
Scared, more like it.
Scared how?
What the hell do I do now?
Well, right now, you're gonna take all that shit off
and throw it away.
Then you're gonna go in the backyard
and wash off with the garden hose
'cause you ain't getting in my shower like that.
I'm gonna go get you some soap.
Um, get dish soap. Bodywash won't cut it.
You think I haven't done this before?
I'll meet you out back.
♪ slow, dramatic music ♪
These are my only work boots.
You're a rich guy now. You can afford new boots.
♪ slow, somber music ♪
I don't think we should do this anymore.
I thought I lost you, too.
For four hours,
with a panic burning through me like acid.
I guess that means I do love you.
But it looks like I lost you after all.
I don't want to shop for a new house.
I like this one.
My husband died for it.
I want my son to know his abuelita, his cousins. I...
I have friends here. I don't want to trade them for new ones.
I'm so glad your dream came true.
I really am.
But being rich isn't my dream.
It's yours.
♪ gentle music ♪
♪ slow, dramatic music ♪
Hey, don't put no sausage in it.
Bior, what did I say?
Does this look like a restaurant to you?
I don't eat no fucking swine.
Then don't eat it.
Who paid for the mix?
Who paid for the pan?
- It ain't swine. It's venison. - What?
Deer meat.
Yeah, hell no. I ain't eating that shit.
You eat steak?
- Yeah. - Chicken?
I eat all that.
I just don't eat animals that roll in they own shit.
And I damn sure don't eat no animal you shot
and threw in the bed of your motherfucking pickup.
What you making?
- Breakfast burritos. - Mmm.
With deer meat.
These fools thinking we living out on the prairie.
There's a McDonald's five miles from here.
Oh, that shit's poison.
But venison
is about as organic as it gets.
No chemicals, no pesticides.
That's clean fuel right there.
Mmm.
All right, make this shit to-go.
- We got a long drive. - You bet.
And you, you hurry your ass up and get dressed.
We need to hit a drive-through on the way.
You know what? Give me Jorrell's.
That whiny motherfucker ain't gonna eat his.
We'll meet you in the truck, and don't fuck around.
- McDonald's. - Yeah, all right.
I got you. Hurry your ass up.
Hey. Hold up, man.
Come on, move your ass.
Hey.
Tommy.
You working the coyote field today?
- Yes, sir. - That Barlow Brothers
outfit bankrupted.
- Mm-hmm. - Their lease,
right beside ours,
could be bought for 60 cents on the dollar,
so I want to get some eyes out there on it,
see how much work it'd be for us to take it over.
You know those pumpjacks gonna be held together
with bailing wire.
Yeah, that's why it's 60 cents on the dollar, Boss.
Yeah.
Anyhow, I'm gonna have, uh, Dale out there with you,
so look under every rock, all right?
All right. You heading out that way?
No, I'm driving up north. Gonna plan a funeral.
Sorry to hear that.
Well, that's 'cause you never met her.
I'll see you later.
- All right. Be safe. - Yeah.
♪ slow, dramatic music ♪
Um, I think you should take all that money
and buy your own house.
I don't think you should stay here anymore.
Drill, baby, drill, baby, drill, baby, drill.
We are nine months into a new administration,
and the boom is on.
Or is it? Oil prices have dropped by over 20%
since our new administration pushed initiatives
to increase production domestically, as well as...
The cost of gasoline dropping
gives people more money to spend on other goods.
And when diesel drops,
cost of the goods goes down, too.
Well, the flip side to that argument
is when fuel costs go down, the cost of goods goes down.
So, it has a magnifying effect to the strength of the dollar,
as well as how many dollars you have to spend.
Thank you.
You still got to get it out of the ground.
The cost of getting it out of the ground
- goes down as well. - There's a sweet spot, though,
and we are dancing on that line.
The line moves, too, dipshit.
Just play a fucking song, for God's sake.
Well, they don't pay us to talk, Bob.
They pay us to play country music.
- That's right, Bob. - Just trying
to have an intelligent conversation. All right.
Well, Bob, you failed.
Let's kick off the hour with some local boys
who made good, real good.
Oh, damn good. Took their Texas sound nationwide.
I like them.
For God's sake, play the fucking song!
Hey, honey, I'm gonna have to call you back.
I'm arguing with two of the dumbest
- sons of bitches in West Texas. - Can they see me?
No, they can't see you. They're on the radio.
You're arguing with someone through the radio?
On the radio.
These fucking DJs haven't played a song in 20 minutes.
They're yipping like fucking lapdogs.
If you want to meet the stupidest
son of a bitch in West Texas,
why don't you take a peek in the rearview mirror,
and I'll introduce you to him?
Stop yelling at the radio
- and pay attention to me. - Here we go.
- Hi, honey. - Hi.
You okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
You want to talk about it?
There's nothing to talk about.
- You sure? - Yes, I'm sure.
People die. It happens every day.
Yeah, but you left without saying goodbye.
It's a long drive, sweetheart.
See, but I could've kissed it better.
Then you would be relaxed and not arguing with your radio.
Well, honey, I don't even think that would've made this
a shorter drive.
Hey, little in life is certain,
but never in human history has a man felt worse
after a blowjob, especially mine.
Well, you got a good point there.
You want a peek to cheer you up?
Honey, can I, can I just please drive the fucking truck
and get where I'm going, all right?
- Whoo! - All right, now listen,
if we're gonna do this,
can you kind of elongate the process a little bit,
so I can see something?
I'll see you tonight. I love you.
You're an evil woman, you know that?
♪ Just getting by ♪
♪ Now we don't hurt for money ♪
♪ Ain't short on love ♪
♪ Ain't got it all, but we got enough ♪
♪ Bills get paid... ♪
Oh, shit.
H-H-Hey, bud. I'm sorry. I-I meant to call.
Uh, hey, I need to see you. Need some advice.
Girl advice or business advice?
Both.
Sounds like you and me are having the same week.
Where are you?
Patch Café.
Well, can it wait till tonight?
I'm halfway to Lamesa.
They'll both still be problems tonight.
They'll just be bigger.
All right, well, why don't you get yourself some breakfast?
I'll-I'll be there in an hour, all right?
All right.
♪ Been in-between most all my life ♪
♪ All I ever wanted standing by my side ♪
♪ Somewhere in the middle just getting by ♪
♪ Oh, getting by ♪
Are you Cami Miller?
And who are you?
Hey, turn around!
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, hey. - Get on the fucking ground!
- I-I'm an agent of the court. - Get on the ground!
- Car. - Clear.
♪ tense, dramatic music ♪
Hey. Cami Miller, you've been served.
Hey, bear with us, Cami.
We're reading this over.
At best,
it's a simple breach case, don't you think?
Purple, white, Horned Frogs, fight.
Is there any way to turn that off?
To date, no one has successfully found the switch.
Mrs. Miller, it appears there was a gas well
off the coast of Louisiana
that blew out.
M-TEX received a $420 million dollar settlement
from the insurance company,
but the policy stipulates the money be spent
- on drilling another well. - Cami,
there are timelines that must be met.
Geological survey by a certain point,
environmental review by another point.
Typically, the insurance company pays
as new expenses are incurred, but in this instance,
they paid the entire settlement in advance.
Well, where's that money now?
Well, that's what we need to find out.
Let us do some digging.
I'll reach out to plaintiff's attorney
and explain our change of control and intent to comply.
Intent to comply?
What do you mean? Comply to what?
It means we need to drill a gas well
out in the ocean, Cami,
and we got to do it pretty quick.
So, let us circle up over here, and I'll come to Fort Worth
tomorrow and walk you through all this.
Nate, you and Rebecca stay on the line,
all right?
Call me back, Tommy.
Yes, ma'am, I will.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
Now we know where the money came from for the workover fields.
Rebecca, you go to Fort Worth,
sit with plaintiff's attorney
'cause if this stuff gets out, banks will start calling notes.
I should be in that meeting, Tommy.
Rebecca doesn't have any experience in offshore drilling
or the timelines required
to get a project like this up and running.
Nate, we don't have the $400 million to drill.
She don't need experience with offshore drilling.
She needs experience with bullshitting.
So, Rebecca, you get us as much lead time as possible.
And, Nate, you find the money, all right?
I'll talk to y'all later.
♪ slow, dramatic music ♪
Chuck Parker is an offshore drilling engineer.
Give him a call.
Take the four hours to Fort Worth
to become as big an expert as you can.
And so you understand?
- Mm-hmm. - Drilling an offshore well
within a year is warp speed.
Mm-hmm. Got it.
No, you don't got it. They're gonna want a timeline,
and you have no concept of what that is.
Ever heard of the word "feasibility"?
How about "diligence"? Or "earnest"?
Or the phrase "best efforts"?
I can negotiate a drilling agreement
on the fucking moon and make the entire contract
contingent upon us fucking getting there.
You are on the wrong side of this company's chain of command
to raise your voice at me.
Don't ever do it again.
Hi.
Oh, man. A few weeks off from a sport, boy, do you feel it.
Cheerleading is a sport now?
It's always been a sport.
Isn't the purpose to cheer on other sports?
We cheer for all the sports--
football, basketball, soccer even.
We don't cheer for gymnastics,
but most of us used to be gymnasts.
We just grew, so maybe that's why.
We don't cheer for track,
and we don't cheer for baseball for some reason.
I think there's just nowhere for us to stand,
so I guess, actually, we just
cheer for football, basketball, and sometimes soccer.
And ourselves.
When we're at cheerleading competitions,
we cheer for the cheerleaders who are cheering.
It's best just to...
That's nice. Very...
- It's a very selfless sport. - Mm-hmm.
I think so.
It's kind of like an emotional support group,
but with acrobatics.
- Morning, Neil. - Nate.
You know what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna get you a name tag.
Or you could memorize it.
See, I think in a past life,
I knew a Neil who looked just like you.
That must be it.
Mama, I need to change real quick.
We have aerobics with the old folk, honey.
They'll love that.
- You think so? - If I had legs
like yours, I'd wear that son of a bitch to church.
You do have legs like mine, just longer.
Bye, Rebecca.
When you raise them right, Neil,
the joy they give you is endless.
Nate.
Gonna get you a name tag.
We need an office.
On that, you and I are in complete agreement.
♪ slow, somber music ♪
Do you have any interest, ma'am?
Oh, I-I read the news on my computer.
C-Can you have Kevin bring the car around?
Where should I tell him you're going?
My husband's office.
You look tired.
You going up through Lubbock or Snyder?
Don't make much difference.
Go up through Snyder. I need to show you something.
♪ pensive, atmospheric music ♪
What do you know, bud?
I know that your son is the luckiest son of a bitch
- I ever met. - Is that a fact?
And I met a few.
Lucky how?
This is mine.
Yours?
Cobbled together some leases, put together a crew.
We've drilled six so far.
Six?
And this one hit?
They all hit.
Marty, you worked these over?
We drilled new ones. These was all shallow.
Tommy, we started hitting just shy of 6,000 feet.
This one's 6,700,
and she'll push 3,500 barrels a day.
All in, how much?
About 7,000 barrels a day.
See my problem?
Can I have a minute, Marty?
- Yeah. Good to see you, bud. - Good to see you, Marty.
So, what do I do now?
You're eight million a well to drill here.
Who paid for this?
There's a company in Odessa that financed
the spec wells 50-50 to recoup and 18% after that.
On what fucking planet does a company
finance drilling at 50-50 and reduces to 18?
What did you put up?
I don't have anything to put up.
They financed the whole thing?
Yeah.
What is this company?
- Sonrisa. - Never heard of it.
And I sure as fuck ain't heard of Esteban Galvez.
You got a contract?
In the truck.
Did you get a lawyer to go over it?
Well...
Son, why didn't you come to me?
I'm coming to you now.
- Well, it's too fucking late. - Well, what were you gonna do?
If I came to you, at best, you would have had me tied up
in geological surveys for the next year.
You're goddamn right I do.
Good Lord Almighty.
You spend $40 million dollars drilling holes in the ground,
not having a fucking clue what's underneath.
A new restaurant has a better success rate
than blind drilling.
Well, I want to have a look at this contract
to see how they fucked you.
I'll take you to their office.
Oh, I'm going to their office.
You can bet your ass on that, but not today.
I got to pick out a casket. I should pick out one for you.
Here, you drive, I'll read.
Hey, Cooper.
Why here?
All these old wells were shallow,
1,500 to 4,000 feet.
They were all still producing. Not much, but something.
If the field was drying up, they wouldn't be all producing.
It means pressure's pushing it up.
It just made sense to go deeper.
Made sense to you.
That's what I said.
♪ slow, atmospheric music ♪
- Hey. - Hey.
I'm still waiting to hear back from the accountants,
but all the contracts here and related wires
are the business accounts at Chase.
I can't find any payment from Blanton hitting that account.
And I don't have any transfers from the holding accounts
for those funds.
Hey, listen, have you ever heard of a financial services company
out of Odessa called Sonrisa?
Sonrisa?
Yeah, it's a-a petroleum lender.
I'll send you a picture
- of the business card. - Okay.
I want you to find out everything you can about them.
I mean, when it was founded, who founded it,
who's underwriting it, the whole deal.
This have to do with the default on Blanton?
No. No, this is something else.
Anyway, I'll talk to you later, but just get on that, will you?
- Okay. - All right. Bye.
Okay, so, I understand your business problem.
Let's talk about your girl problem.
Well, I told her the wells hit, we can move off,
start a new life with no worries.
Let me guess, she don't want a new life.
She kicked me out of the house.
Let me tell you something about women.
When they do something irrational,
like kick you out of the house, you got to sit them down
and give them a goddamn good listening to.
The girl's life's been shattered.
And however she wants to put it back together,
that's her business.
You don't have a say.
So you just listen and let her
put it back together however she sees fit, all right?
I think the money scares her.
Shit, you don't have any money yet.
And I got a feeling that you've already been fucked
out of what you should get.
And she ain't wrong about being scared of the money.
It ruins more families than it fixes. Trust me.
Your girl problem is a lot easier
than your business problem.
All you got to do is ask and listen,
and remember what she said...
...and then make it come true.
♪ gentle music ♪
Now stretch high in the sky,
grab at a star.
Now other arm, reach high.
Bob.
Sorry.
Oof.
I don't need you shitting on that sofa, Bob.
- I just had it cleaned. - I'm wearing my diaper.
Okay.
Now arms out to the side.
Make little circles.
Now the other way.
- That's so silly. - Then we're gonna
- flap our wings. - Ooh!
Now flap your wings.
Feel it. Yes.
- Butterflies. - We're not gliding, Bob.
We're flying. Work those wings, baby.
Almost there.
Okay. Yes!
And done.
Good job.
Okay, now, everybody up.
Oh, geez.
The bar is open!
- The bar's open. - The bar is open.
The bar is open.
- What is it? - Gin and coconut juice.
Oh, wow!
They drink this in the Bahamas.
A gin a day keeps the malaria away.
We ain't got no malaria here. This is West Texas.
You can never be too sure, Bob.
All right,
time to shake that ass, Beverly.
- Oh, okay. Okay. - Let's see it.
- Here goes. And it goes... - Let's go, Bev.
Yes!
Ah! Oh, money!
Come on, ladies! Work it, yes.
Don't be getting handsy, Hank.
- I'm trying not to. - Put them in your pocket, Hank.
- Aww. - In the pocket. There you go.
I think the strip club awoke the demon in Hank.
Well, there's nothing wrong with a little demon,
is there, Hank?
- Oh, no. - Mm-mm. No pocket pool.
You're getting real close to a time-out.
Ooh!
I'm Inspector Hayes with the THHSC.
Our inspection is scheduled for next week.
- We're early. - What's with the music?
Aerobics.
Oh, I don't think we should inter-- Oh, God.
Yes!
- Yes! - What in the...
What?
It's...
an interpretive dance class.
Who provided the alcohol?
I ain't saying shit.
You know, it's...
It's not like they aren't old enough to drink.
Ma'am, we will get to you in a minute.
Sit down over there.
You can't tell her what to do. We don't work here.
We're just guests.
Ma'am, we have authority over the safety of this facility.
You're what, the fucking old people police?
Hey. You, go sit down.
- Make me. - Mom.
- Honey. - Ma'am?
- Mom? - Honey?
When I say sit down, I mean...
Oh!
Oh, my God.
- Oh, my God. - Oh, my God.
- Oh, shit. - Old people police
just got they asses kicked.
♪ slow, dramatic music ♪
Have a seat, Miss Falcone.
Did I say it correctly?
You did.
We appreciate you taking this so seriously,
but the time to carve out a deal has passed you by.
This is going to trial.
Well, this will go before an arbitration committee,
according to the contract.
But before that, we will terminate
all of our policies with your client
and cease the $14 million in annual premiums we pay,
then we will file for bankruptcy protection,
where you will stand at the back of the line
because you have no real damages.
We suffered a loss, and you paid a claim,
as you were legally bound to do.
The fact that we have to drill as stipulated is irrelevant.
Or we sell the company to a Diamondback,
or XTO or-- God help you-- BP or Chevron,
and they shove this bullshit claim
so far up your ass you can taste the ink on the summons.
I assume you know the principal is deceased.
The new principal had no knowledge
of this requirement of the policy,
nor did she know of an insurance claim on the rig,
nor did she know of the rig.
You are suing the grieving widow of the company owner.
Please seek to move this out of arbitration.
I can't wait to put her on the stand.
She can cry on cue. It's uncanny.
You with Shepherd-Hastings.
I was. I'm in-house for the company now.
- Will you outsource litigation? - Not on your life.
Look, Rebecca, uh, if I may call you that--
- You just did. - Okay, tiger.
Look, we all knew Monty,
and we're not exactly sure how he got them to pay out
the entire claim at once and directly to him,
but it has set a precedent
my client is very serious about reversing.
We need to make a bit of an example here.
Well, if a claim was improperly paid by your client,
that is a violation of the contract,
which nullifies any subsequent damages clause.
It doesn't matter that my client
didn't apply the funds as stipulated.
The contract states that the funds
be sent directly to the drilling company
as expenses are incurred.
Your client violated that agreement.
Your damages are not real, and even if they were,
your client's intentional violation
of the contract suspends the damages clause.
How do we know your client didn't misrepresent the funds--
Well, he certainly misrepresented something,
didn't he, and your client bit,
to the tune of $400 million dollars,
so if you want to take whacks at a dead man
in front of a jury and his widow?
I'm in.
I'm ready.
I like that kind of party.
I don't hear a proposal.
You will, as soon as you concede,
one, you have no damages.
And two, your client's violation of the contract
supersedes our violation and negates any damages
you would have been entitled to
if there were damages to begin with.
- I still don't hear a proposal. - We will issue a press release
announcing the drill and endure all the scrutiny that entails
to publicly satisfy your client's bruised ego.
Timeline.
I need a geological survey
and a feasibility report before I can even begin to--
Don't feed us that bullshit.
Now you're playing in our sandbox.
You know exactly where you're drilling
because you already had a rig there,
and if it wasn't for a hurricane,
you'd still have a rig there.
You need to lease a rig, two tugboats and hire a crew.
We want weekly progress reports,
and in those reports, I want progress.
Under those terms...
...we will submit a request to dismiss.
Agreed.
Rebecca.
You're on the wrong side of this game.
Counsel for an independent producer is just Whac-A-Mole.
They're wildcatters, gamblers.
They'd lie to their mothers to secure a lease.
The wise ones sell out,
go sleep on a mattress of money.
Monty wasn't wise.
Lot of skeletons in that closet.
Look, when the floor falls out from beneath you--
and it will-- you give us a call.
We thought our case was pretty cut-and-dry
until you carved it to pieces.
I'm happy where I am.
I highly doubt that.
Be sure to grab my card on your way out.
$2,400 for a box.
Well, what do you think?
I don't know coffins.
Well, shit, I ain't no expert myself.
When I buy this one, it'll be my first.
You can just cremate me, spread me over the Palo Duro Canyon.
Sounds pretty good. I might steal that one.
Fuck.
Walt, what are you doing FaceTiming me?
I want to show you something.
Hi, baby.
Hi, Daddy.
- What the fuck? - Don't be mad.
- Right? - Angela...
I mean, suddenly, it's a crime
to defend yourself.
Defend yourself against what?
Hold on.
All right.
I'll be right back, Cooper.
Hey, Walt? Just walk me through it.
Apparently, these Health
and Human Service inspectors
walked in on a bunch of 80-year-olds
who were drinking and dirty dancing.
- They tried to get your wife-- - Hey, hey,
just let me talk to Angie.
Hey, what happened?
That son of a bitch tried to grab me
and shove me on the couch.
So you...
I-I kneed him in his nuts and elbowed him
in his fat fucking head.
What about the other one?
Well, she just tripped.
I mean, she didn't see my foot, I guess.
Baby, you say it just like that in court.
Good girl. Hey, Walt?
Do these nursing home inspectors have badges?
I don't know about badges.
They have the power to arrest and detain?
They do not.
All right, so it was just some fat fuck grabbing my wife, then.
Here's what I want you to do.
I want you to uncuff them right now
and let them go, unless you want my new counsel
to be your newest hemorrhoid.
So do... What are you standing there for?
Just fucking uncuff them, bud.
Don't yell at me. I just got here.
You think that's yelling? That's not yelling.
This is yelling: uncuff
my fucking wife and my fucking daughter
and let them go right now, do you understand me?
Told you, Walt.
All right. Cory?
Supper's gonna be a little late tonight, baby.
I'm sorry.
That's okay, baby.
All right. I'll see you later.
I love you, Daddy.
Yeah, I love you, too. Bye.
You won't believe this shit.
I thought I heard yelling.
Oh, that was just me purging my grief.
We'll take that one right there.
It's a nice choice.
Uh, yeah. Yeah.
Would you like to choose some flower arrangements?
I'm funeraled out, to tell you the truth.
Why don't you just pick the flowers? All right?
We need to go see your grandfather, son.
Uh, how many would you like?
Oh, uh, I don't know, uh, enough to say I tried,
not enough to say I miss her.
Okay. Uh...
♪ slow, somber music ♪
You know what makes the sunsets in West Texas
so goddamn spectacular?
They're not like this everywhere?
Mm-mm.
It's a combination of dust
and the lack of moisture in the air.
Shorter wavelengths of light are filtered away,
leaving the red and orange.
Lack of water and dust.
Two things that make living here so fucking unbearable.
Place hates us all day and then gives us this.
Can't make any sense of it.
Not sure we're supposed to.
You're not supposed to.
I'm 82 years old, and sitting in this chair
hurts like a fucking car crash.
Wondering is all I got left.
What about you?
You do an honest day's work, or are you cheating the world
like your old man?
I guess I'm a cheater like him.
Yeah. It figures.
Look how far the apple falls.
Picked out a casket. You want to look at a picture of it?
I'll bet you can't wait to get it in the ground, can you?
We've avoided telling each other the truth for a long time.
Let's not start now.
You'll ruin it.
I can't understand why everybody wants to ruin it.
♪ slow, somber music ♪
It's a disease, you know?
For some people.
For her.
And it killed a part of her I loved
and left us with the woman you knew.
But I remember when she was the brightest light
everywhere she went.
Ain't never seen a sunset prettier.
Well,
the sun had already set by the time I was born.
Funeral's Friday.
I never got to meet her, but I wish I could have.
It's best you didn't.
I'll see you Friday, I guess.
See you then.
You know, it was probably best
that I only had you ever on the weekend.
I wasn't raised to father a son.
And all your grandfather did was work himself
into being a cripple out on the rigs.
Come home and get drunk enough
to deal with my damn coked-out tornado of a mother.
And then come in my room and...
try to beat his failures all out of me.
If you gonna raise that girl's boy,
or one of your own, just know this:
uh, however you raise your son is how he's gonna raise his son.
And that cycle is...
...almost impossible to break.
You broke it.
I avoided it.
I love you, Dad.
You did your best, and...
your best is good enough for me.
♪ gentle music ♪
You got a light?
Yeah. Yeah, it's right there.
Thanks.
It was a hot one today, wasn't it?
- It was warm. - Yeah.
All right. What a day.
Oh, I'm sorry, boys.
I got arrested, and let me tell you,
that will wreck an afternoon.
Ainsley? Honey, I need your help.
- Wait, did you say-- - Long story, Dale.
It was self-defense.
- What was self-defense? - Well,
a man grabbed Mama, and that only works out one way.
I have no doubt. Do I need to call anyone?
No, Daddy has it handled.
Everything that ends well is well.
Uh...
I think I have that backwards.
You do. Uh, but we get the spirit of the statement.
Baby, I need you.
Just remember, the hungrier you are, the better it'll taste.
Mm-hmm. Oh, shit.
Supper's gonna be a chain gang theme, I guess, tonight.
The only logical explanation for this situation
is a test from God.
- That's all I can come up with. - What do y'all think
about sloppy joes?
- Great. - Great.
Great.
♪ suspenseful music ♪
Oil futures are down three percent today
to 725 as OPEC
increases production in an attempt to drive
prices down and slow the expansion of oil production
in the Permian Basin.
But the American Petroleum Institute
touts more efficient and automated drilling techniques
allow profits at lower prices per barrel,
though admits that a trade war with OPEC
harms producers both here and abroad.
Ram, bah, zoo. Lickety, lickety, zoo, zoo.
Who, wah, wah, who. Give 'em hell, TCU!
Let's go, Frogs!
Let's go, TCU!
Let's give 'em hell! Let's go, Frogs!
Let's go, Purple!
- This is my hell. - Riff, ram, bah, zoo.
Lickety, lickety, zoo, zoo. Who, wah, wah, who.
Give 'em hell, TCU.
Let's go, TCU! Riff, ram, bah, zoo.
Lickety, lickety, zoo, zoo.
Who, wah, wah, who.
Give 'em hell, TCU!
Let's go, Purple!
What the frick are you doing here?
You know, you're 18 now. You can say "fuck."
I can, but I choose not to.
Keeping my mouth clean.
I doubt that.
You know, it comforts me that you'll die of lung cancer.
I just wish it would happen soon.
- Like today. - Well, who knows?
Maybe I'll step out in front of a bus.
Would you, please? Let me guess.
The widow finally came to her senses.
- You don't mention her name. - I don't know her name.
Why'd she kick you out?
She finally see you in the daylight?
No, actually, she found out we were related.
- Keep smoking, Cooper. - Mm.
You let Cooper sleep on the couch?
Now we have to get it cleaned.
Well, honey, he's had a rough couple of days. Be nice.
What about my couple of days?
- Huh? - Sweetheart, you got accepted
to college and went day-drinking with your mother.
- What's wrong with those days? - And then
attacked and incarcerated.
You were detained. You weren't incarcerated, okay?
Sure, Daddy. Sure.
Take the world's side!
Excuse me.
I had a dream last night...
...that you moved to Fort Worth.
Actually, all of you.
Your wife, your daughter.
It's a dream you should consider coming true.
You have that power.
This is what I found on Sonrisa.
Money comes from a fund in Dallas, is my best guess.
This is the fund manager. He formed the LLC.
Let me know if you need anything else.
Okay, I will. Thanks, bud.
Morning.
You know who this is?
No.
♪ dark, ominous music ♪
That's your new partner.
And it's a real fucking problem, son.
♪ gentle music ♪