Wild Horses Page #7

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"Get the f***

off the Briggs ranch,"

or you can be a real man

and accept what's going on.

You just think about it.

Another thing-

congratulations.

"Love" was a non-existent word

on this ranch.

And I heard you use it

the other day

when you were expressing

yourself to Maria.

I'd never heard you utter

that word once,

not even to mother years ago

before you run her off.

S0 congratulations.

Buried that word

a long time ago.

I feel uncomfortable

up here, you know?

I feel uncomfortable.

My mind goes round

and round and round and round.

Grown men do strange things,

Maria.

Grown men do strange things.

There's only two things

in my life

I wanted to tell you,

all right?

I already told you one.

And the other?

It'll have to wait...

to another day.

Let's go up top, okay?

Did you bring picnic?

What'd you cook?

- Yeah, it's right there.

- Oh, yeah where?

The day you cook.

I'm trying- trying to remember

when you were a little girl,

we planted a tree.

It was there over there-

I can't remember which-

which one.

It was you...

me and your mama planted it.

I don't really remember.

Oh, you-

you don't remember?

Well, you were

too busy chasing boys.

Liar.

- What?

- Liar.

No liar.

No, I'm not a liar.

Cheyenne, Cheyenne,

hop on my pony I

You always sing the same song,

but never finish it.

I never finish it?

Well.

Let's go on up here.

Let's see what's up here.

You always-

you always liked

this horse, didn't you?

You always said it was

the best horse you ever sat on.

That's for sure.

Well,

starting tomorrow morning,

he's no longer mine,

he belongs to you.

You're gonna ride him

from here on in.

- Are you serious?

- Oh, I'm serious.

He's my gift to you, Maria.

Just enjoy it.

I won't be needing him

anymore.

Wow.

How many sunsets

has a person seen

in a lifetime, I wonder.

Quite a few, I imagine.

No, the deal is,

how many are left?

- Let's go on back.

- Let's go.

Watch out for the holes.

Watch out for the holes.

I interviewed your son,

Ben,

and I know that you and him

are lying about Jimmy Davis.

I also know that you

and that Peter Rogers

had an agreement concerning me

and possibly my son.

You think you're above

the law, Mr. Briggs.

People like you don't make

the world a better place.

You think you do.

I'm going to find out

what it is that you do

when nobodys watching you.

Ezekiel...

Can't forget...

I forget where it is.

It's, uh...

The Lord thy God loved thee...

having ingrained thee

upon the palms of my hands.

YOU don't like what I like?

- No, I don't like it.

- Why not?

You can change the damn thing.

Change it.

What do you like?

What's, what's-

- Oh, reggae, you like reggae?

- Not reggae.

Why don't you sing something?

- What?

- You sing something.

All right. Turn it off.

I'll sing you a song

that I sing to Maria,

and I'll give you $50,000

if you can get the end of it.

- All right?

- All right.

Okay.

Cheyenne, Cheyenne, hop on my pony

There's room for two or more,

never mind the alimony

Cheyenne

That's all I know of it.

My uncle sang it.

That's all he knew.

He was drunk all the time,

but, you know.

I gotta guess the end?

You don't even know the end.

No, I don't know the end.

S0 how you gonna know

if I have the right end?

Well... I'll know.

I'll know.

Let me hear you,

let me hear your-

Ramp it up, ramp it up.

I'll finish it.

Cheyenne, Cheyenne,

hop on my pony I

There's room for two or more,

never mind the alimony

- Cheyenne, Cheyenne

- Come on, come on.

I'm feeling horny

Cheyenne, Cheyenne

Getting horny for what?

Man:

I have climbed so many mountains

Just to reach

the other side

And I've near drowned myself

in freedom

I Just to feed

my foolish pride

Okay.

I'm very sorry...

that I couldn't

understand you.

I'm sorry that when

you were all grown up,

I made it all about me

because like most men,

I wanted a perfect family,

but like most men,

I was not a perfect husband

or father.

Yeah.

And I'm sorry because I know

we cannot start over.

And that's what I'm most

sorry about. So.

But I want you to know...

I accept you as you are

because you're my son.

I'm sorry, too.

- I've missed you.

- Yeah?

And I accept you as you are

because you're my dad,

and you're the only dad I got.

Yeah.

- All right?

- Yeah.

You're a good boy.

What are we doing here?

Well...

there's something

I gotta do, Benny.

- Dad-

- No, no.

I gotta make things right.

Yeah. Trust me.

Let's go.

This won't take too long,

l hope.

Hello? Anyone home?

Hello? Anybody home?

Hello? Hello?

Who are you? What are you doing

in my house?

Uh, I knocked.

I'm sorry.

I didn't hear it.

Uh...

I wanted to tell you

what happened to your son.

- My son?

- Yes. Yes, ma'am.

Who are you?

I know you.

I'm Scott Briggs.

We met before.

This is my youngest son.

He knew your boy.

They rode horses together.

Yeah.

You are really Scott Briggs.

Yes, ma'am, I am.

And you have to hear

what I'm gonna tell you.

IT'S difficult.

A horse kicked your boy,

kicked him and...

killed him instantly.

A what?

How do you know?

I was there.

Easy son, easy. Move slow.

I know this horse. Easy.

Come on out.

No one's gonna hurt you, son.

No one's gonna hurt you.

Oh, Lord, what do I do?

Oh, Lord, what do I do?

What have I done?

Oh, son, son.

And I couldn't face anyone

'cause everything I did

caused it, but I didn't do it.

It was kinda like a...

a hit and run,

but I didn't do it.

What happened?

Where's my Jimmy?

- Your Jimmy?

- Yes.

Tell me!

Oh! Yes, ma'am.

Yes, ma'am. I will.

I got confused, went crazy.

- Who are you? Who the hell are you?

- Dad!

Dad, let him go!

Let him go!

My mind broke down

and went in...

went in circles.

I didn't know what to do.

S0 what I did was

the cowardly thing.

I... I buried him.

I dug a big hole,

and I buried him.

And I had to come

tell you this today.

I had to.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

What kind of man are you?

Well, lady, grown men

do strange things sometimes.

We had to make... a grave.

The storm washed it away

four years ago.

You- you had a grave with-

with our body.

You left us without nothing.

Without nothing!

Without nothing!

It was an accident.

- No!

- It was an accident.

No, no, no, no, no,

no,no,no,no.

No, no, no, no, no,

no,no,no,no.

Oh, my God, oh, my God,

oh, my God, oh, my God.

Please go. Please go.

Dont- don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me!

Don't touch me!

You walk hand in hand

with the Devil.

I had to come to you today

'cause my time's up.

Please go.

- Hey, hey.

- No. No.

Don't touch me.

Don't touch me.

It's okay,

it's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

What kind of a man you are.

What kind of a man

you are.

It's okay.

My son.

My son.

Thank you for coming, Ben boy.

I'm a coward.

Thank you. Thank you.

Dad...

I never wanna see you again

for the rest of your life.

Okay.

Okay.

I knew you might be coming along

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