Brokeback Mountain

BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN

Sh*t !

If you pair deuces

lookin' for work, I suggest

you get your scrawny asses

in here pronto !

Up on Brokeback, that Forest Service got

designated campsites on the allotments.

Them camps goin' a be 3 or 4 miles

from where we pasture the woolies.

Bad predatory loss if there's

nobody lookin' after 'em at night.

Now what I want is a camp tender to stay

in the main camp, what forest service says.

But the herder, he's goin' a pitch

a pup tent on the Q.T. with the sheep.

And he's goin' a sleep there.

You eat your supper and breakfast in camp.

But you sleep with the sheep.

Hundred percent.

No fire, don't leave no sign.

You roll up that tent every mornin'

case Forest Service snoops around.

Yeah?

No.

No !

Not on your f***in' life !

You got your dogs, your 30/30.

You sleep there !

Last summer I had goddamn nearly 25% loss.

I don't want that again !

You !

Friday's at noon, be down at the

bridge with your grocery list and mules.

Somebody with supplies

will be there in a pickup.

Tomorrow mornin' we'll

truck you up to the jump-off.

- Jack Twist.

- Ennis.

- Your folks just stop at Ennis?

- Del Mar. . .

Nice to know you, Ennis Del Mar.

It's my second year up here.

Last year one storm the

lightnin' kilt 42 sheep.

I thought I'd asphyxiate

from the smell.

Aguirre got all over my ass, like

I was s'posed to control the weather.

But. . .

Beats workin' for my ol' man.

Can't please my old man, no way.

That's why I took to rodeoin'.

Do you ever rodeo?

You know. . .I mean, once in awhile. . .

When I got the entry fee in my pocket.

- Are you from ranch people?

- Yeah, I was. . .

Your folks run you off?

No, they run themselves off. . .

There was, uh. . .one curve in the road

in 43 miles, and they miss it !

So uh, the bank took the ranch, and

brother and sister,

they raised me mostly. . .

Sh*t, that's hard.

Could I? Here. . .

Everythin's great.

Whatever you ask for, you get.

Only thing, don't never order soup.

Them soup boxes are hard to pack.

Well, I don't eat soup.

Well, watch it there. That

horse has a low startle point !

I doubt that there's a

filly that can throw me.

Let's get, 'less you wanna sit

around and tie knots all day !

Oh sh*t. . . can't wait

'til I get my own spread

and I won't have to put up

with Joe Aguirre's crap no more.

And I'm savin' for a place

myself. . .uh. . .

Alma and me we'll be gettin' married

when I come down off this mountain.

Shoot, that sleep with the

sheep, no fire bullshit?

Aguirre got no right makin' us

do somethin' against the rules. . .

No more beans !

Dammit !

Sh*t !

Somethin' wrong?

Yes, why didn't we get the

powdered milk 'n the spuds?

It's all we got. . .

Well. . .well, here's next weeks.

- Thought you didn't eat soup?

- Yeah, I'm sick of beans !

Too early in the summer

to be sick of beans. . .

C'mon !

C'mon ! C'mon !

Whoa !

Hold it !

Whoa, whoa !

Sh*t !

Whoa !

Come back here !

Whoa there whoa !

F*** it !

Dirty bastards !

Where the hell you been?

Been up with the sheep all day

and get down here

hungry as hell and

all I find is beans !

What in the hell happened, Ennis?

I come on a bear, is what happened !

Goddamn horse spooked,

and them mules took off and

scattered food everywhere !

Beans is about all we got left. . .

Got a whiskey or somethin'?

Dumbass mule !

Oh yeah. . . Goddamn !

Lemme see.

Sh*t !

Well, we got a do somethin'

'bout this food situation. . .

Maybe I'll shoot one of the sheep.

Yeah, and what if Aguirre finds out, huh?

We're supposed to guard

the sheep, not eat 'em !

What's the matter with you?

There's a thousand of 'em.

I'll stick with beans. . .

Well, I won't.

Ooooeee !

Yeah !

Was gettin' tired a your

dumbass missin' !

Let's get a move on. Don't want the

'Game & Fish' to catch us with no elk.

I'm commutin' 4 hours a day.

I come in for breakfast,

I go back to the sheep. . .

Evenin' get 'em bedded down.

Come in for supper.

Go back to the sheep.

Spend half the night

checkin' for damn coyotes !

Aguirre got no right a make me do this !

You want a switch? I wouldn't

mind sleepin' out there.

That ain't the point. The point is

we both ought a be in this camp.

The goddamn pup tent

smells like cat piss or worse !

Wouldn't mind bein' out there.

Well, I'm happy to switch with you but,

I warn you, I can't cook worth a damn.

And I am pretty good with

a can opener, though. . .

Hmm, you can't be no worse than me, then.

Here ya go !

- Won't get much sleep, tell you that. . .

- Yeah? C'mon !

Shot a coyote up there.

Was a big son of a b*tch.

Balls on him size a apples.

He look like he could eat himself a camel.

You want some of this hot water?

It's all yours !

I don't rodeo much myself.

What's the point of ridin' some

piece of stock for 8 seconds?

Money's a good point !

Hmm, true enough. . .

if you don't get stomped winnin' it, huh?

Well, my ol' man. . .he's a bullrider.

Thank you.

Pretty well known, in his day. . .

Though he kept his secrets

to himself and. . .

never taught me a thing. . .

never once come to see me ride.

Your brother and sister do right by you?

They did the best they could

after my folks was gone,

considerin' they didn't leave us

nothin' but 24 dollars in a coffee can. . .

I got me a year a high school,

before the transmission

went on the pickup. . .

And then, my sis left,

married a roughneck,

moved to Casper. . .

and me and my brother, we. . .

we went and got ourselves

some work at a ranch

up near Worland.

'till I was 19, then he got married. . .

And, uh. . .

No more room for me !

That's how come, uh. . .

me end up here !

What?

Friend, that's more word than

you've spoke in the last two weeks.

Hell, that's the most

that I've spoke in a year !

And my dad. . .he was a fine roper.

He didn't rodeo much though, he

thought rodeo cowboys was all f***-ups.

The hell they are !

Hmm, well. . .

Yee-haaaw !

There he goes !

The bird has got ya !

Wavin' at the girls in the stands !

He's kickin' me a high heaven !

Me no Jack poor, me no. . .

I'd say, my daddy was right !

Tent don't look right.

Well, it ain't goin' nowhere, let it be !

That harmonica don't

sound quite right, either !

That's 'cause it got kinda

flattened when that mare threw me.

Oh yeah? I thought you said

that mare couldn't throw you?

Eh. . . she got lucky !

Yeah, well if I got lucky, that

harmonica would a broke in two !

"I KNOW I SHALL MEET YOU

ON THAT FINAL DAY"

"WATER WALKIN' JESUS

TAKE ME AWAY !"

very good !

- My mama. . .she believes in the Pentecost.

- Oh yeah?

What exactly is the Pentecost?

I mean. . .

My folks they was Methodist. . .

The Pentecost. . .I don't know. I

don't know what the Pentecost is. . .

Mama never explained it to me.

I guess it's. . .

when the world ends and, fellas like

you and me, we march off to Hell. . .

Speak for yourself !

You may be a sinner, but I

ain't yet had the opportunity !

Hmmm !

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