Tex Page #5

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I thought I did, anyhow.

Guy keeps telling you

you're just like a brother to him.

Finds out you sell enough speed

to make lunch money,

and he drops it down on you

for five years' worth, no time off.

Somebody screws you like that,

you screw 'em right back.

Right, cowboy?

Came time to do it and somehow it just

didn't seem like it was worth the effort.

He's lying there, going,

"Go on, finish it off."

Let him walk around with a hole in him.

He can whistle through it, all I care.

One more mile an hour

and Stretch here gets dead.

Throw down your weapon.

Tex, duck!

- The guy had a gun on my brother.

- You guys all right?

Been an APB out on that guy.

Someone saw you drive through Bixby

with him and called it in.

He just escaped from McAllister now.

I tell you what, that punk would have

killed you all if he'd had the chance.

You're either real brave,

real stupid or real lucky.

I've been hearing that all my life.

- Is he dead?

- Yeah, he's dead.

- Hey, man, are you OK?

- Oh, yeah, I never felt better.

... shootout. leaving Mark Jennings.

the escapee. dead from police gunfire.

The drug dealer killed a trustee during

his escape and wounded another man.

before kidnapping twwo local teenagers.

Tex and Mason McCormick.

demanding to be driven to the state line.

Police caught up with them when Tex

McCormick drove his truck into a ditch.

... he was shot. fleeing the truck...

If it's The Clarion.

tell 'em to forget it.

Hello? Hey, Johnny, pretty slick, huh?

No, no, no, I'm on now.

Get off the phone and watch.

See you later.

Hey, that's us.

Take it easy,

you don't have your own show yet.

So why did you pull off

the side of the road here?

He had this gun on my brother. I thought

he was gonna shoot him or something.

- Were you scared?

- Yeah. I was scared! I was...

I was really scared. Were you scared?

No. I wasn't scared.

What a stupid question!

Will you ever pick up a hitchhiker again?

I don't know. I don't think they're

all bad. you know. I hitchhike sometimes.

You look pretty cool.

I sound funny, though.

Tex. one final question.

Where'd you get those dimples?

Well. God gave me my face

but he let me pick my nose.

I can't believe you said that.

And one bright note. Mace McCormick.

the Bixby High School basketball star.

no injuries for Mace. he'll be able

to suit up for the game against Eastmont.

- I bet you liked that, huh?

- What's the difference?

Tex!

Hello?

Hey! Hey, Pop!

It's Pop. He saw us on TV.

Pop?

Hey, Mace, I think it's him.

It's not him. If he left at six o'clock

in the morning, he wouldn't even be here.

Hey, Pop! You look great.

Boy, have you grown!

Either that or I've shrunk.

- So how's the rodeo season?

- Aw, heck, I'm too old for rodeo.

- So what you been doing?

- Oh, just... messing around.

Howdy, Mace. Nice to see

you're mad at me as usual.

Now, why don't we just have the explosion

now and clear the air?

All right, I've been known to explode.

Like when we hadn't heard from you

and all the money was gone,

and the gas got shut off

and I had to sell the horses.

- Sold your horse?

- Yeah, I sold my horse, and Tex's, too.

Oh, Mace, I'm sorry.

I would have thought about the money

but I didn't figure on being gone so long.

I'd like to know

how long you're planning on staying.

- You're not giving him any reason to stay.

- You just shut up.

Well, I reckon there ain't much I can say.

I quit the rodeo.

All I can say is I'll be staying.

And all you can do

is give me a chance to prove it.

I'll tell you what. Let's start off

by getting those horses back.

All right!

Well, I don't want mine back,

but you can get Rowdy back for Tex.

That's a promise, son. Come on.

You made sure

I wouldn't find them, huh?

That's all I would've needed,

you getting busted for horse theft.

- I want to see my horse.

- Yeah, you go say hi to Rusty.

Rowdy.

Me and your brother are gonna talk the

universal language to the gentleman here.

Hey, Rowdy.

They got you jumping barrels

and everything out here.

I'm gonna take you home.

- Hi. Who are you?

- Well, this used to be my horse.

You're not the boy we bought him from.

Yeah, I know. That was my brother.

See, it was an accident.

He wasn't supposed to sell it,

but he didn't know.

Well, we knew we were buying him.

My dad paid for him fair and square.

I know.

So he's my horse now.

- Did you used to ride him western?

- Yeah.

I ride him jumping.

He really seems to like it.

I used to jump him.

We used to go out in the fields though.

We used to jump big logs.

I showed him at a show

a couple of weeks ago.

- Yeah? How'd he do?

- He took a third.

I had a pony before, but he died.

He's really been a good horse,

once we got a little weight off him

and we got his coat in shape.

He's real smart for his age.

Never did much show riding with him.

I didn't think I'd want another horse

until I got him.

- Right, Gentleman?

- Gentleman?

He likes you.

Yeah, I know.

I guess you heard too.

They don't want to sell him.

Save your damn breath.

Where's Pop? Let's get outta here.

Still saying goodbye.

Turns out the guy's a real rodeo fan.

Great.

I'm gonna get you for this. I hate you.

- Let's go, boys.

- I'm gonna get you back for this.

I haven't been this mad at anyone

in my whole life.

- Yeah, well, you're young yet.

- Shut up.

- You get him out of there!

- We got him.

I gotta see how he is.

Bixby Spartans!

Bixby Spartans!

You OK, boy?

It's a miracle you stayed in there

as long as you did.

Those guys wanted to hang your head

in the hunting lodge.

Try bending it now. Slow.

- They gonna bench that damn clown?

- Yeah. And you too, I guess.

- It's not too serious.

- Can I go back in?

No way, Mason. I'm sorry, you won't be

playing again for a couple of weeks.

It doesn't matter.

Indiana never sent that application.

Yep. Deadline's next week.

I'm sorry, Mace.

You deserved it if anyone did.

Yeah, well, I guess a full grant was

a pretty steep order for a Bixby farm boy.

Hey, Tex, wanna trade clothes

and shoot a few baskets?

Sure, Mace.

Take it easy now. You're no good

to anybody with a messed-up right arm.

Is this your boy?

Don't know yet.

Don't know how much he's gonna cost me.

I didn't know a quarter horse like

you'd come up with such a lanky racer.

His momma was a thoroughbred.

That's it. Just keep it in.

Hold it right like that.

Tighten up here.

What time are you meeting

Johnny and Bob?

In an hour at the carwash.

We got time for a Coke or something.

They sell Cokes round here?

Well, you had a Coke at the game,

and I ain't thirsty.

What are you if you aren't thirsty?

Um...

I don't know. It feels kinda weird.

Yeah.

Hey, Jamie...

I think I love you.

I think me too.

- What's the matter?

- I'm not ready for that. I mean it.

What did you let me get started for, then?

How was I supposed to know

you were gonna be in such a hurry?

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