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Speaker 1: Shit. For fuck's sake, just tell me what's on your mind. Come on. That's a girl. Give me another. That's... that's great. I'm just not sure what to do. Why don't you do anything? You don't say anything. You just listen.

Speaker 1: Slightly decent at least. Speaker 2: This is what we could do for our top 10. Speaker 1: Share your screen if you can too. Speaker 2: Hey, look at that. Speaker 1: Fuck you and your money.

Speaker 1: Did you find him? Speaker 2: No, no. I was just out this way. Speaker 1: No, he was just out this way. Speaker 2: I wanted to personally bring you Wes's last two weeks and I had his next two weeks.

Get the fuck up, eat your dinner before it gets cold.

Speaker 1: You have to be perfect if you want to take over running this ranch. Speaker 2: I pray to God that I don't, and I never turn into you.

Speaker 1: Those test statements, the ones that you got for me. Speaker 2: Excuse me? Speaker 1: Orion Lynn. You are right on his heels. And I won't accept it. I won't tolerate it. This family cannot survive another fucked up child. Speaker 2: You can't survive me. Just like you can't survive me being anything other than perfect.

Speaker 1: Change. Sit down. Now. Speaker 2: I've been through the fire. Speaker 1: I sent your daddy off to rehab. It's about time he addressed [unclear].

Speaker 1: So, Susan Norris says you had quite a night at the rodeo. Speaker 2: I sure did. Some steer wrestler put his hands on my granddaughter. How's that look? Speaker 1: Abner Jackson? Speaker 2: Mm-hmm. Speaker 1: Sit down. Speaker 2: I'll stand.

Speaker 1: Regalo de Dios. Speaker 2: Sí. Speaker 1: Regalo de Dios. Speaker 1: That bitch is done. Speaker 2: Perfect timing, dinner's ready. Speaker 1: I already drank mine, thanks.

But not him. He never looked at me any different. No visit, there's something. Nearly every month. He never said about you. Un papá dio un regalo.

Speaker 1: Mic check. Check. Check. Check. Check. Mic check. ¿Todo bien? Speaker 2: Yeah, thanks.

Speaker 1: What about the sets? Speaker 1: Oh fuck.

So, when do you think I'll be seeing you again?

Speaker 1: In the second gear, I want you to clear out. Speaker 2: Don't tell me twice. Speaker 1: Don't fucking reset. Good shit.

Speaker 1: Sorry, sorry. Take it from the right. I'm gonna hit it. Speaker 1: Alright, ready? One, two, three.

Speaker 1: That's a very serious accusation. Speaker 2: Yeah, so is disappearance. Speaker 1: How do I know what's coming next?

Speaker 1: I'm going to stay here for some time. Speaker 2: Are you going to help me or judge me? Speaker 1: Yes, miss, we are going to help you. But there is a process to this. We'll take your information after it's been 72 hours. Speaker 2: It's been 72 hours! Someone at the Ten Petal knows more than they're saying.

Speaker 1: Couple of nights ago, he's gone, and they said maybe he took off, needed some space. Speaker 2: Okay, who said that? Was that his family? Speaker 1: Brent, your son. Brent's saying maybe he was off the wagon, but it ain't fucking true. Speaker 2: And you're sure? Speaker 1: Wes doesn't need space. He needs a paycheck and a shower.

Speaker 1: Left for the podcast, went to bed, didn't wake up there, never came home. Speaker 2: She's still in the office. Speaker 2: And how long has he been gone? Speaker 1: Long enough to know something's wrong. Speaker 2: Did anybody see him take off?

Speaker 1: The first trailers start to shift in half an hour. I've been back twice, so can you please just take my goddamn information? Speaker 2: Yeah, yeah. Speaker 1: Be nice if somebody did. Speaker 2: Yes, ma'am. Name of the employee? Speaker 1: My husband, Wes Ayres. Works at the Ten-Petal Ranch. Disappeared.

Speaker 1: I need to file a missing person's report. Speaker 2: Take a seat. Speaker 1: No, I don't have time to take a seat. Speaker 2: Take a seat, I'll be right with you. Speaker 1: My husband is missing, okay? And I've got my little boy...

Speaker 1: ...visit. She was asking questions too. Speaker 2: Well then go do something about it before this becomes a fucking wildfire.

Speaker 1: We need to find out what they know or it gets more complicated. Speaker 2: Your new foreman, we're putting him in the hospital. Speaker 1: Austin? How bad off is he? Speaker 2: Broken arm, broken ribs. Speaker 1: What, was he asking questions? Speaker 2: West's wife paid him a visit.

Speaker 1: Let that property slip through our fingers. The gods have never liked us. Sold the ranch to that Montana couple, the late governor's daughter. We met. She came by the slaughterhouse. Speaker 2: For what? Speaker 1: To kill and carve her cows, at least that's what she told me.

Speaker 1: I mean, the Bravo's mess is proving to be difficult. Speaker 2: Well, in what way? Speaker 1: In the way it got up and walked off the edge of a ranch. Speaker 2: Well, you better fucking find it. Speaker 1: This is my brother's fault, not mine. One day he's going to set a fire he cannot contain. Speaker 2: Well, it wouldn't be a problem if you hadn't...

Speaker 1: Rob Wills checked into rehab. The one in Sedona, a five-star accommodation as you asked. Speaker 2: Is my father-in-law's office? The day-to-day operations of our business are not his concern. The ranch is my dominion, not his.

I'm not about to go out and find the wood of some [unclear] near the ocean [unclear] south of San Francisco this morning.

Speaker 1: I'm actually not... Speaker 2: Big old car. [laughs] Speaker 1: I'm sorry I got you mixed up on the road with the radio. Speaker 2: Just glad to get mixed up on something. That was crazy. I didn't even know what the fuck was going on. Speaker 1: Yeah, nobody's gonna make it easy for you.

Speaker 1: Gravity distortion? Speaker 2: No. One of the other cowboys. Um... Old man. Big boss. Speaker 1: Iron mystery. Our handsome, kind of heart of gold, hero, crack shot.

Speaker 1: You fucking with me? Speaker 2: Maybe just a little. Speaker 1: I like that.

Speaker 1: ...at current market rates, on the level. Speaker 2: Thank you. Speaker 1: Hello. Speaker 2: Three weeks. Speaker 1: Plus two.

We need the best cuts to cook the best fires. Prime, Grade A, certified Angus. Aged for 22 months. We'll lead with ribeye, filet, T-bone. Peak marbling. That's what I need.

Speaker 1: I can't fucking walk anymore. Let me show you what I did. Speaker 2: The formation of this sacred work against the big boys...

Speaker 1: Welcome, my friend. Speaker 2: Thank you for seeing us, Flavio. Everybody tells me that you can cut the finest T-bone in the state. Speaker 1: I do. Speaker 2: Well, I've got six Angus outside with nowhere to take them. My husband and I were building a small outfit of quality.

Speaker 1: Yeah, five boys. I'm getting yeah. You see what's fucking happening. Speaker 1: I guess I've reached some intensity.

Speaker 1: Where the fuck is the jacket? Speaker 2: Goddamn commandos.

Speaker 1: Except the Westerner didn't run off. Speaker 2: Fucking let it go. Speaker 1: Problem is you won't let it go. Stirring up trouble for all of us. Goddamn well the Westerner didn't run off. Speaker 2: Not now! Speaker 1: Shut your mouth, boy. Speaker 2: I won't.

Speaker 1: Got your text. Speaker 2: No problem, Mr. [unclear]. Speaker 1: I got the algebra. Speaker 2: Can I reuse it? Speaker 1: The X? Speaker 2: I'll solve it right now. Speaker 1: Go.

Speaker 1: Well, I didn't say mountain. I said forest. I didn't say forest. I didn't say forest. [laughter] I didn't say forest. And we've got the Black Rock push-over mistress. We've got a new bull coming in. Let's go to work. Speaker 2: Yes, sir.

Speaker 1: This is Father. Hey, Rip don't suffer fools, okay? Just be ready, be fast, be good. You'll be just fine. Speaker 2: Gracias, señor. ¿Usted habla español? Speaker 1: Shit, you speak Spanish too? Speaker 2: South Texas, sir. Mission, Texas.

Speaker 1: Shit, you got old. Speaker 2: You got tall. Speaker 1: Great to see you, boy. Speaker 2: How'd you do this? Speaker 1: Thank you. Speaker 2: The guy in the...

I'll take two tons from New York City. I'll take two tons.

Speaker 1: About that pressure. Wait. There's a cup there in that apron, in that pouch.

Speaker 1: We should never do that again. Speaker 2: Oh, I didn't think so.

I'm not gonna say... I'm gonna go somewhere and say something about the fire. For a long time. 95 medals. A few. Half four. I've bonded to stupidity.

Speaker 1: See? Miles from the ocean. Speaker 2: Yeah, we are. Today we're aviating for Helicopter Task Group 81.3. Speaker 1: I'm on it. Speaker 2: I'm on it, too.

Speaker 1: They always start this slowly, Ted. Speaker 2: They never used to be. Speaker 1: They are now. Speaker 3: Good morning. Speaker 4: Good morning. Good, thank you. Speaker 3: How are you?

Speaker 1: I'm surprised at my own speed. Slow and steady, just fine. Speaker 2: I don't understand what you mean.

Speaker 1: You were there. That was Bravo. At night. Speaker 1: Now we understand each other. Speaker 2: Yes, ma'am. Speaker 1: Good.

Speaker 1: Chad, did you know that this ranch dates back to before the Alamo fell? Speaker 2: Yes, ma'am. Speaker 1: That longhorn there descended from our very first, stolen in 183...