Montana Sky Page #3
- TV-PG
- Year:
- 2007
- 96 min
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...just like this, but not on the legs
or the face.
The softer brushes are
for the whole body, legs and face.
You got it?
- It's not brain surgery.
- No, but it is my horse.
Yeah, why am I taking care
of your horse?
Because I don't trust you
with anybody else's horse.
Listen, I got a buyer from Billings
and he needs attention.
So, if you don't mind, I'm gonna go.
Yeah, sure, what the hell.
I'm good with a comb.
Jack teach you all this stuff?
Yeah. Between his benders.
Be glad.
You're the one that got away.
Yeah, well, you're the one he kept.
Take care of my animal.
Hi.
Okay. Go on. Get it. Go on.
- That's a good boy.
- Come on.
Good boy.
Come here. Come here.
We're gonna vaccinate those heifers
first thing in the morning, right?
- Sure thing.
- Okay. Get some rest.
- You too.
- Charlie.
Here, Charlie.
Have you seen Charlie?
Try the feed shed.
Wait till you see.
I taught him how to play dead.
Hey, maybe you could teach that
to your sister too.
McKinnon?
What do you want?
A cold beer would be nice.
This isn't a saloon.
Make it quick.
I haven't had supper yet.
I haven't had supper yet either.
Probably not gonna get an invitation.
No, not in the mood for company.
You're never in the mood
for company.
So, what are you doing here?
Supervising?
After you left, I tried to track
whoever messed up that cow.
Trail died out on me.
Thought you should know.
Yeah, Pickles thinks it's kids
doped up and getting crazy.
- What do you think?
- I didn't.
But now I think it's most likely.
Where's your sisters?
- Around.
- Maybe I'll take a shine to one of them.
Get her out of your hair for a while.
Do women always just fall
at their feet for you?
All but you.
You know, you once said to me...
...that you don't want me any more
than I want you.
When did I say that?
When my father offered you 10,000
acres to marry me, and you said no.
That was a sweet deal.
Except the marrying you part.
Only thing he cared about was piling
up the biggest spread in the state.
He wanted 3 Rocks just as much
as your father wanted Mercy.
Wouldn't it be sweet if the McKinnons
finally came into the Mercy Ranch...
...through marriage?
Are you mad because I said no or
because you wanted me to say yes?
You only want my land.
That's not all I want.
Yeah, apparently.
Because any closer
and you'd be on the other side of me.
Are you afraid to let me kiss you?
What if I was?
- Let's find out.
- Really?
- Thank you.
- Yeah.
Your ego needed a good dunking,
McKinnon.
- Appreciate the shower.
- Anytime.
Willa, the stables. Come quick.
Charlie.
Oh, my God.
Take her inside.
Honey.
Let's go back to the house, okay?
We'll take care of Charlie.
It's okay. It's okay.
Two animals butchered
in one month.
Someone's sending you a message.
Hey, how's Lily?
Bess found her a sleeping pill.
She and Tess finally got her down.
Well, we buried Charlie.
What's left of him.
Thanks for that.
I talked to your men.
Ham vouches for all of them.
What do you mean you talked
to my men?
That's my job.
Well, a dead cow on a mountain's
one thing.
But Charlie was killed in the heart
of this ranch.
By somebody who knew the property.
Pickles, someone like that.
Who would kill a dog to scare you?
Do I look scared?
No, you don't look scared.
- But I wish you were.
- Bet you do.
You know, it could have been anyone
doing the killing. Including you.
I was in the kitchen, with you.
But earlier.
We don't know
what time Charlie was killed.
And you covet this land.
You always have.
There's only one thing
on Mercy Ranch that I covet.
I don't need you to protect me.
Now get back your ass back
to your own spread.
I'm hungry and I don't want you here.
You know, your land marches
with mine.
And you're my responsibility
for one year.
- And I'm gonna keep my eye on you.
- Stop it.
Just, just stop it.
Jeez, we haven't wrestled
in 20 years.
You filled out real nice.
You are gonna break Adam's heart,
Lily.
I don't wanna put him in danger, Adam
or anyone else. It's the whole point.
Hon, you can't leave...
...or we're gonna have to say
goodbye to this ranch forever.
Never mind my $8 million.
What about your $8 million?
No, the family has had this land
for a hundred years, Lily.
You don't understand.
It's happening again.
So some animals were killed.
We'll figure out who did it.
- There's no reason to leave.
- I did everything right.
Restraining orders, safe house,
testifying in court, but...
He found me anyway.
- Who?
- My ex-husband.
- Jesse.
- Is that who gave you the bruises?
I thought he was back in Virginia.
But what if he's been released?
- What if he sent someone to find me...?
- Then you will be protected.
Right here on your family's land.
You don't know him, Willa.
Killing these animals,
it's just what he'd do.
Well, it sounds like you've been
running from him for a few months.
What would happen if he figured out
where you were right now?
Then where would you run to
that he wouldn't find you?
You know,
you are going to be safe here.
I promise you that. I promise.
What she said.
Okay.
Don't you have work to do?
Oh, I'll get to it when I get to it,
Annie Oakley.
New place in town. Let's try it.
Sure.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
Miguel, Jesse,
habla mi honest, amigo.
When's my damn hacienda
gonna be ready?
How long?
Well, then, just do it.
Saw, hammer, get going.
Patience.
Girl, you hungry?
Look what I got for you.
Look at all this.
Want some of that?
Look at all I've got for you.
That's a hundred-dollar manicure.
Oh, it would be
if I wasn't held prisoner.
- Damn it.
- That horse has a mind of its own.
Yes. Well, just like her owner.
All right? Thank you, that was nice.
Well, that certainly is a very
pretty hand you have, Miss Mercy.
Keep it safe.
Well, I declare.
Are you flirting with me, sheriff?
I got a phone call
from Ben McKinnon.
I'm here to speak with him and Willa.
Sorry. My radar's wrecked.
Too long in the jungle, I think.
So you're here
about the animal killings?
I am, yeah.
It's horrible stuff, huh?
Well, are you settling in?
As best I can.
It's not my normal milieu.
It's not what I'm used to.
A lot of Hollywooders come up here
and buy up land.
Plunk down big old houses,
cost a ton.
Then they go about raising buffalo
or saving mustangs...
...or God knows what else.
What? You don't like Californians?
Californians don't belong in Montana,
ma'am, not as a rule.
And they all run back to their clubs
and sushi bars soon enough.
And I would imagine that that is what
you will do when your year is up.
You bet your ass.
Yeah, no, you can keep your Big Sky,
thank you.
I'll take Beverly Hills any day.
With all that smog and mudslides
and earthquakes?
No, no, stop.
Please, you're making me homesick.
Hey, Nate.
- Willa.
- What's going on?
Well, she's out of her milieu.
Would you please stop playing
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