Straight from the Heart (2003) - full transcript

Jordan Donavan, a photographer in New York, is so disappointed when after five years of going steady Edward Morgan offers her not marriage but just to move in with him, that she accepts the match-making arranged via a magazine by her female friend with Tyler Ross, a horse rancher in the West, whose candidacy was actually also posted by his sister. After a bad start they soon grow closer, riding and talking, finding much in common, while she actually grew up in the country. However their past lives, which in his case is marked by a tragic accident, doesn't make it easy for them, and when Edward comes ask her hand, she travels back East...

- How long are we gonna keep
herding these mustangs

back into the valley?

- Until they take it as home
and stay put.

And I can get a rope
around that stallion.

- Tyler, he's just a horse.

- He's special.

- Special trouble,
that's what he is.

- Jesse Syms, you are getting
cranky in your old age.

Or lazy.

- Ain't got a lazy bone
in my body, Tyler Ross!

- Must be cranky, then.


- Ms. Donovan, Mr. Costa
is ready to see you now.

- I think that these pictures

will make people
think about the environment,

perhaps even the future
of the planet.

Ms. Donovan...

Do you... love garbage?

- I... I beg your pardon?

- A great photographer actually
reveals aspects of himself

that he's unaware of.

Did you see some... truth
about yourself

in this... garbage?


- Happy birthday, Jordan!

So, how'd it go at the gallery?

- Pbbth.

- What does he know, anyway?

- He knows garbage
when he sees it.

Maybe I'm just
fooling myself.

I've been doing this forever.

Maybe I should just give up
and go back to wall street.

- What? No.
No, no, no, no, no.

See, that's why
you're gonna make it,

because you never give up.

Even when you should,
like with Edward,

who's kept you hanging forever.

- Okay, you have to stop that,
because it's my birthday.

- I'm just saying, you've been
together for five years.

You don't even live together.

I mean, wake up and smell
the decaf mocha latte.

- Edward has territorial issues,
right, Hubert?

- He takes you for granted,

and you don't give him
any reason not to.

It's like you got "doormat"
tattooed on your forehead.

- For your information,
miss negative,

I think that he's gonna propose
to me tonight, okay?

- Really?
- Yes.

- Did he say something?
- His exact words were,

"I want to talk about
our relationship." So there.

- Okay. Well, you know, let's
hope that he comes through.

On with the celebration.

Toast. Grab your glass.

- Mm. To my best friend...
- Yes.

- On the occasion
of your official descent

into spinsterhood.

- Spinsterhood?
That's so rude.

You're over 30, sweetie.

- You better answer it.

It could be someone
trying to tell you

you won the lottery.

- Yeah.

Tyler here.

- Tyler Franklin Ross,

you went after that stupid
horse again, didn't you?

Morning to you, too, sis.

- Listen. You got another letter
from country connection.

This one's from New York City,
of all places.

It's a shame she's so far away.
She sounds real nice.

- Great.

- Remember our deal.

- Yeah, I remember, Laurie.

You just remember
your end of it, all right?


- "Country connections
the magazine for rural singles"?

What is this?
- This is great, okay?

It's mostly men,
unlike New York,

where straight, single men
are an endangered species,

and they want to get married.

- "Have 10,000 acres of wheat.

Looking for marriage-minded gal
who can keep house, cook,

And drive a tractor.

Must look good in jeans."
Well, that's me.

- There. Read the ad I marked.

- "Wyoming cattleman, 35,
been to college..."

well, that's a good thing...
"marriage and children inclined.

"I'm not perfect, and I'm not
looking for someone who is.

Tyler Ross."

A...and this concerns me, how?

- I answered his ad
in your name.

- Carla!
- You...

this is good.
He sent a plane ticket.

- Carla, you know,
of all the crazy, stupid,

ridiculous, mean, insane...

what'd you say about me, anyway?

- Uh, I said that you're warm,
and you're funny,

and you're very sincere.

- But I have
a terrific guy.

- You know what?
He needs a nudge. Okay?

A man never wants a woman more
than when another man wants her.

So I got you another man.

- I'm not gonna use
some poor schmuck of a cowboy

to make Edward jealous.

It's playing games,
and I don't do that, Carla.

- Look, just go out west, okay?

Enjoy your trip.

Take a camera. Maybe they got
better garbage out there.

Come in, Edward!

- Hmm?

Hi, sweetheart.

- How's the birthday girl?

- Fine.


- Edward. How are ya?

Okay, I'm going to, um...

Let you two get on
with the big celebration.

- Thank you.

- Have fun.

- Thanks, baby.

- I got something for you.

- Yeah?
- Yes. A very special gift.

- Very special?
- Very special.

I thought...

If we're going to be living
in my apartment,

you should have a key.



you're asking me to...

- Move in with me.


- And live together.

I thought this would be
the perfect time

to take our relationship
to the next level.

I mean, it's just... just
your birthday is just, uh...

This is the anniversary of
the luckiest night of my life.

The night we met.

- Yeah.

Five years ago.
Five years ago.

Wow, I wonder where we're gonna
be in another five years.

- We'll be together.

- Together. Hmm.

Together... single,
together married?

- Oh, Jordan.

This is a very real commitment
that I'm making,

asking you to move in with me.

- Okay, Edward, it's just that
when I imagined this moment,

I expected you to say,
"will you be my wife?"

Not "roommate."
- I mean, this is a solid offer.

- An offer.
An offer, really?

How long is this offer good for?

Until you find somebody better?
Until you get bored?

If something goes wrong
between the two of us,

who has to go out and find
a new place, you or me?

- Well, it is my apartment.
- Exactly. Your home.

Yours. Not ours.

- Hey,
nobody can promise forever

and be sure
they're gonna live up to it.

- Really?

Well, you know what?

That's exactly what one of
these guys is prepared to do.

And he wants to meet me.

You expect me to believe
that you want to meet him?

- Yes.

- Well, I'm not gonna play
these games with you, Jordan.

When you are ready
to discuss this

like a mature, rational person,
then call me.

- I can't believe
I agreed to do this.

How will I even
recognize him?

- He didn't say.

- I can just imagine what
Tyler Ross is gonna look like...

overalls, a beer belly,

and one of those funny
cowboy hats.

- Miss Donovan?

- Tyler Ross?

I, uh...
- I'll get your bag.


Thank you.


I've got to admit,
I feel really awkward.

I'll bet you
probably do too, huh?

I'll bet everyone
who does this sort of thing

feels the same way, right?

- I wouldn't know.

- I'll take that.
I'll take that, thank you.

- We got a ways to go.

- When do we get to town?

- We're there.

- This country
is breathtaking.

Constable would have loved it.

- He was English painter.

- You don't say.

- Yeah, late 18th,
early 19th century.

He painted...
- landscapes.

A little dark for my taste.

- It's gonna be just like
a Danielle steel novel.

That's okay, I'll get it.

Thank... thank you.


- Uh, Jordan Donovan,
this is my sister, Laurie,

and, uh, Jesse.

Jesse, what are you doing here?

- Just lookin'.

- Nice to meet you.

- Nice to meet you, too.

- Ma'am.

- Tyler, why is she carrying
her own bag?

- I offered, but she wanted
to do it herself.

- It's fine, I'm fine.

- Listen, I'll show you
to the spare room.

Get about a half hour,
and then we'll have some dinner.

- Okay.

- Jesse, I'll help you feed,

- Nice to meet you, Jordan.
- Nice to meet you.

- Well, she sure seemed
like a nice enough gal.

- If you say so.

- So... you're a photographer?

- Um... yeah.

- Ever photograph weddings?
- Uh, no.

- Oh. See, 'cause I'm getting
married in a few days,

and the photographer
that I hired

has come down with the measles,
can you believe it?

At his age.

- Well, it's just, I...
I may not be here that long.

- I just got my wedding dress.
You want to see it?

- Sure.

- Spare bedroom's over that way.

Make yourself at home.

- Okay.

That's a... that's
an original Thomas Kinkade.

- Yes, it is.

So, I was going to go for
something a little less formal,

but then I saw this, and, oh...
You know how it is.

- Oh, it's... it's lovely.
- Really?
- Yeah.

- I don't have much of
a fashion sense.

My idea of getting dressed up

is putting on
a clean pair of jeans.

- Oh.
I'm sure you'll be beautiful.

- I'm dying to ask you,
what do you think of Tyler?

- You know, I can honestly say

that I've never met
anyone like him.

- So, is this your first trip
out west, miss Donovan?

- Actually, it is, Chuck.
And, please, call me Jordan.

- Jordan.

- Why don't you tell us
all about New York?

- Would you pass the salt?

Thank you.
- Um...

I'm sure it wouldn't be
very interesting.

- Oh, come on. All the museums
and the restaurants?

- Well, my favorite little place
to hang out is a cafe called

la xunta basque on 52nd street.

Um, Jackie Onassis
and her sister Lee

used to speak French to
each other when they ate dinner.

It was very cool.

- Ah.

- Jordan's a photographer.

- Oh.

Chuck just had his, uh, picture
taken at sears last week.

Didn't you?
- Yes, sir, I did.

- I'm actually
a fine arts photographer.

I just had a meeting
with one of the top galleries

in New York
to talk about having a show.

- What kind of pictures
do you take?

- Um, uh, refuse.

- You... you mean garbage?

- I'm sure
they're real nice pictures.

- Well, I wouldn't exactly
call them nice.

No. Significant, yes.

There's a great deal of subtext
to garbage, I think.

The New York art world

must be a bunch of idiots.

- Anyone want some pie?


- Oh, contact with sanity.

- Jordan, hey!

- Does Hubert miss me?

- You got to stop worrying
about that fish, okay?

Where are you?
- This ranch, out in the middle
of nowhere.

This is so much worse
than I expected.

- He's ugly. I knew it.

You know,
I... I should have realized that

when he didn't have a picture
with his ad.

- Well...
He's not exactly unattractive.

But I have no idea
why he asked me to come.

He clearly
does not want me here.

- You're not giving her
a chance, Ty.

- I said I'd meet her.
I never said I'd like her.

- Oh, how can you write her off
so quickly?

You don't know
anything about her.

- I know she likes
dropping names

of people she doesn't even know.

I can see her fitting in here,
huh, Chuck?

Course, you wouldn't have anyone
to talk French to.

- She's nervous.

And your attitude
isn't helping any.

If you want a chance
at something wonderful...

- wonderful.

Trouble is more like it.

- Jordan, I...I'm so sorry
I got you into this.

Why don't you just tell him
that, I don't know,

something came up and you got to
come back right away?

- Well, I'm thinking about it.

It's just the other people
that I met here,

like his sister,
are really nice.

I feel awful lying to them.

- Sweetie, it's so easy to lie.
Just pretend you're me.


Mind if I join you?


Wow, I've never seen
so many stars in my life.

It's beautiful.

- Yeah.

Just a lonesome coyote.
No need to be afraid.

I'm not afraid.

- Does living in New York City
make people so touchy?

- Possibly.
What's your excuse?

Just comes natural, I guess.

- I'm sure there's
a lot of things out here

that I'm not used to.

- You east coasters
are funny people.

You think the world is flat...

you go west of Philadelphia,
you'll fall off the edge of it.

You know,
has it ever occurred to you

that you might be wrong
about some things?


- Nope.

No, no. Of course not.

Oh, you're just
yanking my chain.

- Little bit, yeah.

Course, there's no sport in it.
You're too easy.

- Really?

So, you got me all figured out.


Well, lay it on me. Tell me
exactly who you think I am.

Seriously, go ahead.

- You got somebody else's name

plastered on the back
of your jeans.

You're probably one of those
politically-correct people

who never had a true thought
of your own.

- And your mind's as closed
as a steel trap.

Can't tolerate
anything or anyone

outside your narrow little world
out here.

Decided I was a shallow snob

the second you laid eyes on me,

- About the same time
you decided I was a dumb hick.

- Well, I guess we know where
we stand with each other, huh?

- I guess so.

- As far as me having
somebody's name on my back,

didn't realize your last name
was wrangler.

- You know,
I...I'm just gonna have

some coffee and toast, I think.

- We don't have any of that, uh,

Espresso or cappuccino
around here.

- We're vaccinating the cattle

You can come along, if you like.

- Laurie.
- Sounds fascinating.

I'd love to.
- You may have to ride a horse.

- It's no problem.
I can stay on a horse.

- Let him go.

- All right,
that's the last of 'em.

- I told you, Jordan, the cattle
get a little, uh, gamey

once you get
up close and personal.

- Oh, it's all right.
Nothing's gamier than garbage.

- Hey, Ty!
Why don't you show Jordan

some of your, uh, rope tricks
later on?

- I don't think
she'd be interested.

- Sure she would. Come on.
- That's okay, Laurie, really.

You know, no one likes
to perform on command.

- Have a nice ride!

- Bye!

- You know, you didn't have to
let Laurie talk you into this.

- Long ride.

- Well, I can handle it.

- You know how to bridle
a horse?

- Yeah, of course I do.


Okay. Okay, the horse is

Yeah. He's a little touchy.

- You so did that
on purpose.

You wanted to see me make
a fool of myself, didn't you?

- Look, lady, you're the one
acting like you know everything.

Wow. You are having
the best time

at my expense, aren't you?

You acted like a jerk
from the second I got here.

Well, I tell you what.
I've had it.

I'm on the first plane
right back to New York.

- Well, that's where you belong.

- You're right, it is.

At least I can get Chinese food
delivered by taxi.

People don't eat 50 pounds
of cholesterol for breakfast.

Okay, people are a little rude
maybe sometimes,

but at least they've got
a good reason for it,

you know, like they've got to
shove through 500 people

to get through the subway,
and then,, my friend...

hey! Where...
where are you going?

You've got to be
kidding me.


Can you slow down?

- Where'd you learn
to horseback?

I grew up helping my dad

at a boarding stable
where he worked.

- I thought you grew up
in New York City.

- No, Hainesville.
Little town in upstate New York.

I'd exercise the horses
while the owners were away.

- That ain't the city.

- No, I didn't go to the city
until I went to college.

It was great going to a place
you'd always dreamed of.

It was like going to oz,
you know?

A whole new world for me.

- What was wrong with the world
you came from?

- Nothing,
just looking for more.

- Did you find it?

- Of course.

- Wild horse gather.

They thin out the herds,

to be sold at a public sale.

- You know those guys?

- Hank Jamison, head of
the stockmen's association,

with some dlm wranglers.

- Department of land management?

- They're supposed to manage
open range.

Today, they're managing my land.

- So they're trespassing.

- Yep.



- Whoa.

Hey, could we slow down,

- You might want to stop
the up-and-down stuff.

It'd be easier on your behind.

- Why didn't you go down
and confront those guys?

- Well, it's a personal matter.

- And they took those
beautiful horses, you know?

- I know where to find them.

- Obviously meant to be free
out here.

- There's nothing more beautiful
on this earth

than a herd of mustang
moving across open land.

- Why exactly
do they thin the herds?

- Well, they say it's to protect
the open range,

but the truth is,
a lot of ranches

don't want their cattle
sharing grazing land.

- What's gonna happen to 'em?

- Nothin'...

If I have anything
to say about it.

- W...

would you stop riding away
from me?


Oh, my gosh.

What happened?

- Wild horseman
has been at work.

- Hello, baby.
Hello, baby.

- Will he survive?

- We'll take it back
to the barn.

- I don't know about this.

- Now, what most people
don't understand

is that goat milk
is the universal donor.

- Do I look like someone
who's ever milked a goat before?

- Just pat the udder.

Start from the top like you're
getting milk out of a balloon.

You'll be fine.

She could starve without it.

- Hi.

Oh, I'm sorry. Sorry.

Good girl.


I got it. I got it!



- Don't be too rough.

- I can be gentle.

- Good.

- Pete was a long-legged,

tumbleweed type of guy

who could charm a bear
out of honey

and a girl out of
her better judgment.

- He loved a rodeo.

I loved him.

He never met a hand of poker
or a bottle of JD

or a shapely tail feather
he didn't like.

- Any fool could see
where that marriage was headed.

We got a divorce
along about the time Sarah died.

- Who's Sarah?

- Tyler's wife.
He didn't tell you?

- Mm.

- No, I guess he wouldn't.

- Well, how did she die?

- Tyler'd have a fit if he knew
I was telling you this.

- Oh, I'm sorry. I don't...
I don't mean to pry or anything.

- Sarah wanted to be a mom

and have Tyler's child
more than anything in the world,

but she was
a high-risk pregnancy.

- What happened?

- She went into labor
when she was seven months along

and, um...

It all went wrong.

- I'm sorry.

Tyler must have been devastated.
- Ugh.

Around here, men are taught
to cowboy up.

If it hurts, don't show it.

- I guess I'm a little bit
different than Sarah, huh?

- In some ways.

But you're more alike
than you think.

You stand up to Tyler
like Sarah did, and...

He won't admit it,
but he admires that.

- You know,
there's something that I...

I really don't understand,

Tyler doesn't seem
to want me here, so...

Why did he ask me to come?

I'm gonna level with you,

Tyler didn't write that ad.

I did.

When he found out about it,
he was mad.

Well, then, why did he
go along with it?

- He was tired of me
bugging him,

trying to set him up,

and we made a deal
that if he met one woman,

I'd quit trying
to play matchmaker.

I'm sorry. I hope you don't
think we've got you here

under false pretenses.

- Oh, gosh, it's okay.
I understand.

- What exactly did you mean
by wild horse management?

- Bureaucracy at work.

Wild horses put up for adoption.

Truth is, they only take

the younger,
more desirable ones.

- Leaving the older ones
to fend for themselves?

- Next hard winter'd
take 'em down.

All right. I'll be back.

- Well, I'm going with you
to the sale.

- No, you're not.

- Yes, I am!

- Don't you ever do
anything you're told?

- Not since I was 12.

- Get out.
Let's go.

- Ha! Ha! Hyah!

- A lot of people here.
- Yeah.

Most of them are here
to buy a pet.

There are a few over there

that like the idea of buying
a horse for a few dollars

and selling it
to a slaughterhouse

for 38 cents a pound.

- They kill them?

- Dog food.

Either that, or they end up
as the daily lunch special

in some fancy
European restaurant.

- That's disgusting.
Is that legal?

- Wait here.
I got to fill out some forms.

Hello, Dave.

I'll take that buckskin.

- You had no right
to take those horses.

- Those dang mustangs
are a nuisance.

In fact, we're gonna do another
gather in a couple of days.

- Open range is just that.

Those horses have a right
to be there.

- You know, it's too bad
you didn't show as much care

for some people

as you do for those horses.

- Just stay off my land.

- Are you accusing me
of trespassing?

- You were on my land,
and you know it.

- If you have a problem,
take it up with the dlm.

Some people...

- Another gathering coming up.

- What's left of the herd
is getting easier to handle.

- Let's set up a portable.
Hold them for a few days, huh?

- Hey, Laurie.
- Hey.

- Listen, have you heard of
a rancher named Jamison?

- Yeah. Why?

- Well, he and Tyler
had sort of a, um, well, just...

a confrontation at the sale.

- Hank Jamison and Tyler have
never agreed about the mustangs.

- Well, it seemed to be about
a little bit more

than just horses.

- Once upon a time,

Hank was a good guy.

Now he has a heart cold enough
to hang meat.

- Why? What happened?

- He lost his only daughter.
She was all he had.

- What does that have to do
with Tyler?

- Hank blames Ty for her death.

His daughter was Sarah.

- See, in the wild,
it's the dominant mare

that actually runs the herd.

Young horse gets uppity,
she kicks him out for a while.

- How does she let him know when
his, uh, his time-out is over?

- She stops turning him down
and turns away.

Then he knows
he can get back in.

That's what Tyler's doing.

He's joining up,

the way horses
is doing the wild.

- How's he doin'?

- Ty's still got the touch.

- I can't believe
he's letting Tyler touch him.

- He knows Ty's no threat.

- Your brother's really good
with the horses.

- He's a lot better with horses
than he is with people.

- Whoa, now.
Easy, boy.

- That's the bareback rig.

He's putting it on so the horse
will get used to having

something on his back
and around his belly.

- Here we go.

Whoa, son. Easy now.

- He does it by the numbers,
slow and easy.

- Well, I've had
all the excitement I can take

for one afternoon.

I'm going to go fix dinner.

- Okay.

How'd you learn to do that?

- Well, I'd seen a lot of horses
get their spirits broken.

I knew there had to be
a better way.

Will you put that down, please?

- Why don't you like
having your picture taken?

You afraid I'm gonna see
what you're hidin'?

- Give me that.
- Hey, what are you doing?

Wait. Please be careful.

- I'm gonna take your picture.

What's the matter? Don't you
like having your picture taken?

- I guess I'm just not used to
being on the other side of it.

- Okay, smile.

- Why'd you start taking

- When I was a kid,

my mom thought I was spending
too much time alone.

She thought the camera would be
a good way to encourage me

to get off my back
and do stuff.

- And you took to it right away?

- Yeah, I guess.

Camera's a good way
to connect with the world.

At the same time, it was, uh,
it was like protection.

Helped me deal with what was
going on in my life at the time.

- What was going on in your life
at the time?

- Uh...

Guess I was having a hard time
understanding why one day

my father was taking me
to the stables to help him out,

and the next day, he was gone.

- He died?

- No. No, he left.

And I haven't seen him since.

- Any man that don't
stick around for his kid

ain't worth his salt.

If he didn't,

there's something wrong
with the man, not the kid.

Why do you want to take
pictures of garbage?

- It's the right kind
of subject.

It's dark, and it's edgy,
and it would get me noticed.

- So you did it to impress
other people.

- No offense, but you really
don't know how things work.

- I understand
you don't trust yourself.

I understand you need other
people to validate your dreams.

That can wear a fella down.

Um... Laurie, Chuck,
I've been doing some thinking,

and I'd be happy to do
your wedding photos for you,

if you'd like.

- You would! Oh, Jordan,

I can't tell you
how much that means to us.

- But there's...
there's actually something

that I should tell you.

Um... I'm not exactly
a professional photographer.

Never really had anything sold
or bought, so...

- Oh, that doesn't matter.

I'm sure you'll do
a terrific job.

- Great.

- I better be goin' soon, hon.

I got some stuff
to finish up tonight

to make up for missing work

The game!

Oh, my goodness.
I nearly forgot about it.

- Game? What game?

- It's the annual baseball game

between the ranchers
and the town folk.

It's been going on
for nearly 100 years.

Bigger than the world series
for us.

No kidding? Sounds fun.

- It is if we win.

- Send base, Anita!

- Oh!

- Out! Three away.

That hurt.

- Ankle?
- Yeah.

- It'll be okay.

- Whew!
- Who's that?

- That was Anita.

- Come on,
let's get you up.

- I guess everyone here
knows each other?

Just about.

If you're gonna do something
you're ashamed of,

you'd best be doing it
out of town.

Well, I've lived
in my apartment for seven years.

I think I only know
one neighbor.

Slickers, take the field.

Inning's over.

- We need you, Laurie.

Anita sprained her ankle.

- I got a wedding coming up,

I plan on walking down the aisle
with no crutches.

Yeah, but you know the rules.

Got to have at least one gal
on the team.

- You're barking up
the wrong tree, Jesse.

- Uh... can anyone play?

- Anybody who lives
outside city limits.

I guess I qualify, huh?

- Chuck, you're leading off.

Pete, you're on deck.

- Well, you know we have to have
a woman playing on the team.

- Oh, yeah. She's on the bench.

- Then she needs to play.
Play ball!

- What's up?

- She can't just sit on
the bench. She's got to play.

- Pete, you're on the bench.

Jordan, you're on deck.

- Oh, man.

- If she doesn't play,
we forfeit, fellas.

- Oh, no.

- Batter up!

- Show us what you got!
- Yeah!

- Go on, George!
Put it past her!

- Way to go!
Way to go!

- Come on, sweetheart!
Knock it out of the park!

- Go! Go!

- Way to go, baby!

- Good! Hold that!

- Stay!

- Jordan, you're up.

- Play to win.

- I don't play to lose.

- Okay, Jordan,
bring me home!

- Come on,
Jordan, you can it.

- Come on, Jordan.
- Let's go, girl! Make a hit!

- All right, Jordan,
show us something! Here we go!

- Show 'em what you got!

- Strike!

- Oh, man!

- Aw, come on, Henry!
You know that was a ball!

- Way to go, girl!

- Come on, come on,
come on!

- Safe!

- Whoa!

Yes! Yes!

- Come on! Yeah!



I told you!

- Where did you learn
to hit like that?

Did I mention
I got through college

on a softball scholarship?

- Remind me never
to underestimate you again,

miss Donovan.

- I will, Mr. Ross.

- Here comes the slugger.
- Morning, guys.

Do you mind if I come with you,
take pictures of the horses?

I won't get in the way,
I promise.

- Get her a horse.

- Now, you know the Indian
thanked the white man

for giving him horses,

because he said it made
the landscape look so beautiful.

- We're gonna drive them back
this way.

You just stay on your horse
and don't get hurt.

- Hyah!
- Hyah! Hyah!

- Come on!

Hyah! Hyah!

- Hyah! Hyah!

Hyah! Get along!
Yo, get along!

- That's awesome!

- What the heck
are you thinking?

I told you to stay
on your horse.

- Sorry,
I just got caught up in it.

- Get on your horse.

We'll let 'em loose
when the gather's done.

Your head cold?

- I'll get my hat
and meet you back at the barn.

- Right! You run these horses
as far off Ross' land

as daylight will take 'em.

- All right, come on!

Come on. Hyah!

- Go!

- No picture is worth
risking your life over.

- He really cares about me,

- No, I just don't want
some big city lawyer

hanging me with
a wrongful death suit.

- Listen, I'm sorry
that I screwed up, okay?

- I know.

- Hey. I just wanted
to check on the flowers.

Peggy, Marie, thank you so much.

They look beautiful.
- You're welcome.

- This old church
is gorgeous.

- Yeah. I always wanted
to get married here.

Pete insisted we run off
to Reno.

He lost all our money
the first night.

We had to come back
the next day.

Were Tyler and Sarah
married here?

- Yeah.
It was a beautiful ceremony.

Tyler and I were baptized here.

The funeral for Sarah
and the baby was here.

A lot of bittersweet memories
in this old church.

- Well, today there will only be
happy ones.

I'll get the pictures printed up
in New York when I get back,

and you'll have them
within the week, okay?

- I guess you're looking forward
to going back.

You know, Laurie,
I know that you had hoped

that Tyler and I
would have hit it off,

but I think that everyone
has kind of an idea

of who they want to be with,

and I just...
I just don't think

that Tyler and I are that
for each other.

- You know, sometimes
the right person

doesn't always come
in the right package.

Look at Chuck.
He's so quiet,

and most women wouldn't even
give him a second look.

I almost made the same mistake.

- Yeah? What changed your mind?
- He said...

That he knew I was pining
for Pete,

and that didn't bother him.

After all, I wasn't the first
person he loved, either.

But he wanted me to be the last.

- Aw! That's sweet.

- He also said that if I
couldn't put my past behind me,

I couldn't have
a future with him.

And I nearly lost him,

just trying to hang onto
something I couldn't have.

I was hoping Tyler
would come to realize that.

- Hmm.

- Oh, my goodness, look at me.

I've got a wedding
to get ready for.

Oh, my.



Well done. All right.
Are you ready for this?

All right.

Don't you give me
too big a piece.

- Beautiful!

- Honey, let's dance.
- Okay, I'll be right there.

- Tyler. Come here, there's
somebody I want you to meet.

- All right.

- Mrs. Simpson,
this is my brother, Tyler.

- How do you do, ma'am?

- Mrs. Simpson
is Chuck's great aunt.

- Oh.

- He tells me that you have
a visitor from New York City.

My mother came from there.
- Oh, did she?

- Yes, she, uh, she came out
on a train in 1910.

She was a mail order bride,
you see.

- I see.

- Hey, Jesse.

- Hi, Jordan, how are you doing?
- I'm good, thanks.

- Well, did you get
enough photos?

- Oh, yeah. Beautiful setting,
beautiful church.

- Excuse me, ma'am.
Would you dance with me?

- I'd love to.

Excuse me, Jesse.

- ♪ You'll never
win her heart ♪

♪ if you can't
dance the dance ♪

♪ 'cause nobody rides
in a cowgirl's rodeo ♪

♪ unless you got
some blue jeans on ♪

♪ nobody sits in
the saddle of love unless ♪

♪ you choose to tell the cows
come home ♪

♪ nobody bridles her heart
till she's willing ♪

- She's a fine-looking lady.

- May I cut in?

- ♪ 'Cause body rides
in a cowgirl's rodeo ♪

- She might just fit in
around here after all.

- ♪ Buddy, I can see
that you wanna be ♪

♪ the wall
that you've been leaning on ♪

♪ unless you got the sense
to take this tip from me ♪

♪ she'll make sure
you're movin' on ♪

♪ 'cause nobody rides
in a cowgirl's rodeo ♪

♪ unless you got
some wranglers on ♪

♪ nobody sits
in the saddle of love ♪

♪ unless you choose
to tell the cows come home ♪

- Come on, let's go dance.

I'm with ya.

- ♪ And buddy,
that's up to you ♪

♪ 'cause nobody rides
in a cowgirl's rodeo ♪

♪ unless you're wearin'
cowboy boots ♪

♪ 'cause nobody rides
in a cowgirl's rodeo ♪

♪ unless you're wearin'
cowboy boots ♪

- Thank you.

- Got some great pictures
of Chuck and Laurie.

- Good.

A marriage starting here
must truly be blessed.

- Hmm.

- I'm sorry, Tyler.

- What for?

- I heard about
your wife and baby.

- Yeah.

My daughter
was in an Incubator.

She was so small.

She used to wrap
her little...

Little hand
around my finger.

I made every deal with god
that I could think of.

I couldn't save her...

Any more
than I could save Sarah.

I don't know
why I just told you that.

- Jordan. I'm about ready
to throw the bouquet.

You want to come?

- Okay.

- What are you doing,
young lady?

- Just taking some photos
of the local color.

- Am I supposed to be part
of that local color?

- Yeah.

- Wait a minute.

You're with the Rosses.
Sale barn and the ballgame.

- Mr. Jamison,
I'm sorry about your daughter,

but you know what?
You're not the only one in pain.

- Who the heck do you think
you are,

even talking about
my little girl?

- You got to stop
punishing Tyler for her death,

because it wasn't his fault.

- He didn't stop her.

He didn't give a darn
about Sarah.

- He loved her,

and she loved him so much
that she took a terrible risk.

Can you understand
that kind of love?

I thought she needed milk.


This horse doesn't drink milk.

- She is lucky we found her
when we did, though.

- Lucky.
That'd be a great name for her.


There's nothing better
at keeping out the cold.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

You know, when the, um, Shoshone
were in these parts,

that little filly there
would have made a...

Nice bride price.

- A bride price?
What's a bride price?

- When a... when a fella was...

Courting a woman, he would take
a horse to her teepee,

and if she accepted the horse,
then... then they were engaged.

- What if she said no?

- Well...

At least he got to keep
his horse.

- Ah.

Any other, um,
interesting traditions?

Yeah, there's...

There's, um...

He, uh...

Well, there's...
there's the blanket wrap.

- The blanket wrap.
- Yeah.

That was when, um...

A brave would, uh...

Approach a woman that he...

That he fancied, and...

And if she liked him...

Then she would...

Open the blanket...

And he... invite him in, and...


Wrap it around.

I can't do this.

- Tyler.

- Listen.

Jordan, you were brought
out here under false pretenses.

Saying I wanted to get married.

The truth is, I didn't want
to have anything to do with you.

- I know, Laurie told me.

- I'm sorry, Jordan.

- It's okay.

- I just didn't expect this.

- Well, neither did I.

A week ago, I thought
I wanted to marry Edward.

- Edward?
Is that your boyfriend?

- Yeah.

I've been dating him
for a long time,

but he can't make a commitment,

so my best friend Carla
answered your ad in my name.

She thought it would make Edward

- Did it?

- I don't know.
I don't care.

I think we should talk
about Sarah.

- No.

- I know it's hard, Tyler,

but I think we should talk
about her.

- No.

We shouldn't.

- What happened to Sarah
is not your fault.

- I'm sure the horses
are just fine.

- Morning.

- Look, I just need to look
for myself, all right?

- I'm going with you.

- Oh, Jordan.

- I just want to help.

- Jordan, I don't think
it's a good idea.

- I'm going with him
whether he likes it or not.

- The horses
didn't force the gate.

Somebody opened it.

- Jamison.
Let's find him.

- Head on!

- All right.

I'll get out in front of 'em.
They should follow the stallion.

You push 'em.

Jordan, you stay clear.
We're gonna move fast.

- Are you crazy?!
Get out of the darn way!

All right,
drive through her.

Woman, you're gonna get yourself
and that animal hurt!

You're impeding the duties
of a federal officer!

Now, I ain't gonna
tell you again!

Get out of the way!

You'd better
get out of the way!

Well, come on!

Get after those horses before
they get back on Ross' land.

- Smile for the camera.

Bet the governor would just love
copies of these,

along with the full story
of your version

of open range management,
Mr. Jamison.

You have a good day, boys.

- Get on out of here.

- Well, ain't
nobody chasin' us.

She must have stopped 'em.

- What the heck do you think
you were doing?

- Helping?

- You've helped enough.

Why don't you go home
to New York?

She could have gotten hurt,

Or worse.

How'd you find me?

- Look, I know I have no right
to be here.

- No, you don't.

- Well, I want to change that.



I was afraid of making
another mistake,

but now I'm more afraid
of losing you.

I love you.

I want to spend
the rest of my life with you.

- It's not too late, is it?

I mean, you and the cowboy
aren't, uh...

- No, we're not.



Will you marry me?


- Mm-hmm.

- Oh.


- Laurie?

- Jordan's gone.

That guy... Edward,
came to get her.

It's not too late.
You could still catch her.

- Why would I want to do that?

- 'Cause you love her.

- Yeah, well,
she'd never fit in here.

- That is not the problem,
and you know it.

She made you feel again,
and you don't want to.

- Jordan is a very,
very talented photographer.

She's got her own darkroom.
She's got the whole works.

- Right?
- Yeah.

If you'll excuse me
for a second.

It was nice to meet you.

- Alicia, how are you?

- How you doin'?
- Oh, great. Great.

This is the stiffest-looking
bunch I have ever seen

outside of a funeral parlor.

- It's Edward's family
from Connecticut

and a few of his colleagues
from the law firm, you know.

- Yeah. And you want to spend
the rest of your life

around them?

- Package deal,
what can I say?

- You don't seem too thrilled,

- Of course I am.
I'm fine.

- Jordan.

You really want to go through
with this?

- Wait a minute, Carla,
you're the one that set up

this whole mail order bride
thing in the first place

to get Edward jealous enough
to propose to me.

So what's your deal?

- I didn't do it
to get you two together.

I did it to give you a chance
to see things differently,

so that you'd realize
you don't have to drag somebody

kicking and screaming
down the aisle.

You deserve better, Jordan.

- Edward and I are perfect
for each other.

We have the same interests.
We even vote the same way.

- Sweetie,
do you really love him?

- I'm marrying him, Carla.

- Jordan. Honey.

I want you to meet these people.

Oh, great. I'm thrilled.

- Hmm.

Well, they're good.

Good enough for your own show.

You're kidding, right?

- Hey.
- Oh, hey.

I was just leaving you a note.

- How do I look?

- Like a million bucks.
All green and tasty.

- I know!

Oh, um, going out on a date.
Can't be late.

Going to le cirque.
Jealous? Ha ha!

Um, message from Edward
on the machine.

Have fun, sweetie. Bye!

- I'll just tell you about
the show that Costa gave me...

Later. Okay.

- Honey, it's me.

Hey, listen.

Working a little late again.

I'm gonna have to take a rain
check on that dinner, okay?

I'll talk to you later.

All right. I love you.

- He's where he wants to be,

- Is he?

- What do you mean,
you don't want to get married?

- Edward, you are
an amazing, amazing man,

and any woman would be lucky
to be with you, but...

- but?

I've been very unfair to you.

I wanted you to prove
your love to me by marrying me.

But, Edward,
if you truly loved me,

you wouldn't have to be
pressured or tricked

into marriage.

You can't force someone to do
what you want them to do.

It just doesn't work.

You have to come willingly
to that person.

- Jordan.


We could have
the most amazing life together.

- I already know what
it's going to be like, Edward.

Separate last names,
separate bank accounts.

Spending most of our time apart.

Being married is not going
to change the way things are.

And I'll always be waiting
for that moment

when you discover
that being married

was never what you wanted.

Well, I guess there's
no changing your mind, then,
is there?

It's a little late for that.

This isn't about that cowboy,
is it?

- No, I'll never
see him again.

- Well, that's his loss.

- Thanks.

- Let's go.

- I'm in no hurry.
We can wait a little bit longer.

- What's the point?

- Atta boy.

Atta boy.

- Oh, my!


- Hello?
- Jordan?

It's Laurie Carter.

- Hey, Laurie.
How are you?

Did you get the pictures?

- Oh, my gosh,
they are so wonderful.

I can't wait to show them
to Chuck.

It was so nice of you
to do this.

- Oh, it was my pleasure

Did you get the invitation too?
- I sure did.

Looks like a big deal.

- Yeah, it is.
I'm pretty excited about it.

So, um...

How is everyone?

- Oh, we're okay.

Everyone misses you.

- Yeah, I miss everyone, too.

- How's your fiance?

Um... Edward.

- Hey, Ty?
- Yeah?

- I got the wedding photos
from Jordan.

- Oh, good.
- They look great.

- All right,
I'll look at 'em later, huh?

She isn't marrying Edward.

- I guess that making him
jealous thing didn't work, huh?

- She dumped him.

Now, why do you suppose
she did that?

- I don't know,
and I don't care.

- You are dumber than a rock.

I know you think loving Jordan
is a betrayal of Sarah.

I know how much you loved her.

But Sarah wouldn't want you to
be miserable your whole life.

She wouldn't want you
to be alone.

- There'll be another gather
next week.

I won't be taking part in it.

And I'll see to it
they stay off your land.

- Why?

- Been thinking.

Maybe I been wrong
about them wild horses.

Could be...

I been wrong
about some other things, too.

- As long as people and horses
have been around,

there's been this myth
of man on horseback.

It might be a great king
or a god or a knight

or a warrior

or the timeless symbol
of the west, a cowboy.

Jordan Donovan has captured
that powerful myth

in her photographs.

- Thank you.

- Well, Jordan,
you're a big success.

How does it feel?

- Actually, I think
I was more excited

when I was taking these pictures

than I am right now.

He's got a horse.

- Miss Donovan.

You're a big success.
- Thank you.


- Make way here, folks.
Coming through.

- Will she do for a bride price?

- I introduced them.

I'm good.