Wild Horses Page #4

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- No, you go with him.

- Yes, sir. Okay.

- Did you get that car for Cody?

Yeah,

I'm driving Cody's new car,

and I think

he's going to like it.

What the hell was that?

I just got shot at,

sir.

Dad...

where's Jimmy?

What happened to him?

I have no idea whatsoever.

- He's around, huh?

- Absolutely.

I'm only concerned about you

and the rest of us,

- the family, that's it.

- The family?

Yeah, what there is of it,

yeah.

I've been going a little

downhill since you left.

I feel better now.

I think back

to this particular time...

when I got bucked off a horse,

and you told me to get back on,

and...

you did it in such

a kind way, I...

I just like TO Think about I'!

'Cause it kind of offsets

what happened.

It's not enough

to make me forget,

but it helps a little bit.

Yeah.

Thank you, son.

Come in, fellas.

Okay.

Special day.

special day.

- Yeah.

- Sony

Have a seat.

Maria,

come over here.

Over here.

You're late.

You're always late.

Sorry.

Yeah. Okay.

There you go, darlin'.

- Your dad wanted me to go over

a few things- - Hold on.

How come we're here like this?

A will is a totally

private family thing, right?

- Private?

- That's what I was about to explain to you,

if you'd just

give me a second.

Okay, go ahead.

Your dad wanted everybody

here together as family

because he wanted the entire

family to understand everything.

He wanted- he wanted it

all out in the open.

- Is that right, Scott?

- Yes, sir.

S0 we've laid out

a very simple plan.

Basically, the 40,000 acres

be broken up equally

in four ways.

What are you talking about,

four ways?

Pop.

Hold on a second here.

No, no, no, no.

Let him finish, all right?

Go head, John.

Let him finish.

Your dad's laid it out

in very simple terms,

laid it out very nicely.

10,000 acres

to each of the boys,

10,000 acres and the ranch house

to Maria Anna Gonzalez.

Uaughs) Pop, Pop-

Scott:

I know what you're gonna say.

Right, Maria's not

a part of this family.

- Not really.

- Maria:
I know.

- Right, Maria?

- I know.

- This is a family deal here.

- I know.

I love Maria,

you know we all do,

- like a sister, but, Dad-

- Hold on a minute.

As I said before,

this is probably

the happiest day of my life

as well as the toughest.

I'd like to say she's

not just like a sister to you.

Excuse me.

She is your sister.

Jesus.

And a daughter

that I care for and love

maybe more than anyone.

I want you all to know that.

All right?

Maria?

Explain yourself.

I can't right now.

I can't.

Any further questions

at the moment,

you can ask John.

I have to...

get some fresh air.

We can talk later, Maria,

if you'd like.

But, uh...

in the meantime,

I want you all to remember this.

This is your sister.

She's blood now.

K door opens 3

Well.

Maria.

Welcome to the family.

Come here.

Come here.

Come here.

Come here.

Come here.

I'm just glad I'm gay,

otherwise I would've

married my sister.

She still in there?

Of course

she's still in there.

She's waiting.

She- she didn't go out

the other door?

Hey, Pop.

This is the only door.

Okay.

Yeah. All right.

I guess I better go back in.

Think I should?

Yeah, I think so.

All right. Okay.

Well, looks like we got

us a beautiful Mexican sister

and a homosexual brother.

You call it "gay," Johnny.

I don't know about that.

We'll figure it out.

Hey)'-

If you hadn't given her

10,000 acres,

I would have given her mine,

and I still might.

I don't understand.

Why was I always treated

like a daughter,

but never told

I was a daughter?

That's beyond me.

Yeah,

I know it makes sense to you,

but certainly not to me.

And who was Tomas?

Just a make-believe father?

Maybe he ran off,

left your mother.

I wonder why.

S0 why are you telling me now?

Why what?

Why didn't you tell me

long before this?

Were you ashamed?

Why would I be ashamed?

You're my daughter.

I don't know.

You seem to have

all the answers.

Are you ashamed

because I am the product

of your unwed Mexican maid?

Might that have

something to do with-

Listen- no listen to me.

I loved your mother. I did.

You didn't answer my question.

It didn't look right

in this particular

community of yours.

Is that it?

Maybe.

There doesn't seem

to be a maybe here.

Yes or no.

Yes or no.

Hey, I'm a coward.

Oh, yes, you are.

Don't play the victim

on me here now.

It's too late for that.

Well, I hope someday

that I can be forgiven.

Oh, please.

Don't do that.

If I ever decide

to forgive anybody,

it would be me who decides,

not you.

This one time,

my dear father,

you can't decide.

I won't let you.

Go home and rest.

I'm sure you need it.

I have things to do.

Is that like- is that like

a southern turn-on?

Did we ever play

smear the queer with you?

- What-

- Did we?

What the eff

is smear the queer?

- Smear the queer, man. - What is

that game? Tell me about that game.

Cow patty on your face

with a bamboo stick.

Actually, you know what?

I think you did.

- And that's why I turned gay.

- I think that's probably why.

I think you turned me gay,

brother.

- No way.

- Yeah.

Thank you.

- He says gay. How do you call it?

- Yeah.

I say why can't

you just say "homosexual"?

Sometimes,

we pronounce it "g'ay."

G'ay?

That's like you're choking?

What is that?

G'ay?

You lost it.

You drank way too much, Johnny.

Johnny,

ignorant son of a b*tch.

- Just shut your trap. Shut your trap.

- I wanna know!

What do you wanna know?

Tell me what you wanna know.

Who gets on top first?

- What?

- Who swings the bat?

- No, I'll lay it out.

- Oh, Jesus.

- Who gets on top first?

- Yeah.

Well, we flip a coin.

That's how we do it.

Sometimes, Rochambeau.

- Rochambeau?

- Rochambeau.

- What does that mean?

- Paper, rock, scissors.

"I'm a dumb

redneck heterosexual."

What's the dirtiest,

wildest sex you ever had?

Sh*t.

Johnny, stop.

Stop!

Hey,

knock it off over there.

It's not a library, man!

- All right, come on.

- Shut up!

- Or you come over here and I'll kick

your ass. - Let's get out of here.

Come on. Come on.

Come on, Johnny.

All right, all right.

Hey,

stick it up your ass, pal!

Ben:

Hey, he didn't mean it.

- You!

- Come on, come on.

Hey, hey, hey,

you all right?

- Take a couple of deep breaths.

Walk it off. - Come here, come here.

Fresh air.

Getting excited.

Hey, jackass.

You want a piece of me?

- Yeah, I do.

- Yeah?

- Yeah.

- I'm not talking to you, a**hole.

- Yeah, you're talking to me.

- Who's the a**hole?

I got this. I got this.

I got this.

- Back off, man, I'm not talking to you,

little f*ggot. - What?

- Who's the f*ggot now, huh?!

- Yeah, get out of here!

- Get out of here!

- Come on.

Ben:

Get the f*** out of here.

That was awesome!

You're starting trouble, man!

Awesome.

You were a buzz saw in there.

- Thank you, sir.

- Papa's right.

You must have been a hell

of a street fighter

when you were younger.

Yeah, pop taught me

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