The Rider (2017) - full transcript

After suffering a near fatal head injury, a young cowboy undertakes a search for new identity and what it means to be a man in the heartland of America.

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(LOUD BREATHING)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(GASPS)

(WATER POURING)

(COUGHS)

(SNIFFS)

(HORSE WHINNIES)

How you doing, pard'?

It's good to see you.

(ROCK MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)

(MUSIC STOPS)



What the hell are you doing here?

You're supposed to be
up there in the hospital.

I seen Tanner at the bar,
he said you escaped, huh?

Told you to check me out.

Well, doctor said you're supposed
to stay up there.

Give me a hug.

Why don't you go inside and sober up?

Sober up? Let me see you rope that.

Checking yourself out
of the hospital like your Uncle Roddy?

What the hell?

Can't you rope anymore?

Got any chew?

Just give me a hug.

Love you.



ANNOUNCER". Ladies and gentlemen,
how about another round of applause?

You get a little bit out of time,

and that's all it takes
to put you down on the ground.

Next in the livestock bucking chute,
here's Brady Jandreau.

(CROWD CHEERING)

ANNOUNCER". Bucking chute.

Here comes Brady.

WOMAN: Go, Brady. Go, Brady!

(ANNOUNCER CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

(VIDEO STOPS)

WOMAN: Go, Brady!

ANNOUNCER: Well, folks, it's...

Our rear pickup can't get a hold
of that horse. The cowboy...

(MICROWAVE BEEPS)

Hmm.

WAYNE: There's supper.

Better have a bite of that chuckwagon.

Just look at it for a second.

Mmm-mmm.

I'm sick of it. It makes me all mad.

- WAYNE: I'll make a deal with you.
-Hmm?

A bite of the chuckwagon

or wear a bra.

But I don't like that bra ever!

WAYNE: Brady, get her that bra.

You shouldn't try to force her
to eat things

she doesn't want to eat.

But I just want to eat fruit or not

or respect about your favorite thing
to do or not.

You're as stubborn as your brother.

Look how he ended up.

- LILLY: That's dirty.
-Big old gash on the side of his head.

I told him not to go over there
and ride that son of a bitch anyway.

Well, I would have won the rodeo
if I would've got her rode.

LILLY: Excuse me, guys.

Whole point of it is,
is I told you to stay home.

I had a bad feeling the whole time.

(SPITS)

(HORSE WHINNYING)

FRANK: You got him
backing up pretty good?

BRADY: How you doing, Frank?

Hey» Brady- HOW you doing?

Shit, I'm healing up.

- It looks pretty wicked there.
-Yeah.

I'll be good to go before long.

Bullshit. Don't let him
lie to you, Frank.

Fuck that.

I'll come and see you, Frank.
Don't worry about it.

You should lay off
that horse's face a little bit,

and he wouldn't be putting
his head in there like a goose.

Well, you can tell me what to do

when you're riding the son of a bitch.

Too bad you went to the rodeo
and got all fucked up

and you ain't showing him.

BRADY: I was doing what I needed to do.

Well, I'm doing what I need to do.

Finishing something
that you should be doing.

Well, see you, Brady. Take care.

(TINKLING)

I was tough, Mom.

(cousmws)

(COUGHS)

(DOOR OPENS)

LILLY: What's the matter, Brady?

Sit down, Lilly.

- You okay?
-Sure.

- Are you okay?
-Yeah, I'm okay.

All right.

You won't get hurt yourself.

I didn't mean to.

Aw, it's okay.
Come here.

- Listen.
-What?

This time, you don't...

Your hurt boo-boo?

- Yeah.
-I...

That... This is a head.

- Yeah.
-it's called "skull."

Yeah, I hurt my skull.

- You know what they had to do?
-What?

They had to do surgery.

Surgery? Don't joke me.

You know what they do
when they do surgery?

- What?
-What do they do?

- Got broke.
-Yeah.

I broke it. Broke my skull.

Yeah, "broke my skull," right.

And then you have
to cut it with a knife.

Uh-huh.

- Cut it.
-Yeah.

- And then they put a plate in there.
-Uh-huh.

And then they sewed it up.

(STAMMERS) But you said...

-"Not gonna, either"?
-Not gonna what?

Bucking horse anymore.

Uh, maybe.

Oh, dear, that's terrible.

I'm not gonna die.

- No, I'm not gonna die, either.
-No.

- I'm staying alive.
-Yeah.

Lil, can you sing me a song
so I can take a nap?

- Yes.
-Okay.

(SINGING IN SPANISH)

(CHUCKLES)

(DOOR OPENS)

Holy piss.

Jesus Christ,
he looks like Frankenstein.

That's fucking right.

Fuck that. That's just a scratch.

(LAUGHS)

Some smoke will help it.

(IE-Lows)

Get the fuck out of here.

(GUYS LAUGHING)

You can wrap it up, right?

BRADY: Why? What are you guys doing?

Put your Wranglers on, man.

- Yeah, let's go get fucked up, bud.
-Let's go.

CAT: Last of the Mohics.

(ALL LAUGH)

(DISTANT CHATTER)

Yeah!

(WHOOPING)

Your turn, James. Do it.

Yea!

Yeah!

Fuck yeah, dude.

(STRUMMING GUITAR)

Come on, Brady!

Let's go!

Come on, Brady!

- Brades, come on!
-Yeah.

(WHOOPS)

That horse I got on in Fargo was...

Everything I heard about her was shit,

but I got on her
and said, "Fuck it," and...

She was good out there
for a while, and...

Until the whistle, she got real trashy

and started turning there
by the fence, sucking back,

and I went over the front of her.

She stepped on my head, popped me out.

Didn't knock me out until they got me
back to the hospital there.

I had a seizure

and went into a coma.

CAT: Yeah, I been going
for 10-plus years, you know?

Probably had 10-plus concussions.

I probably should...
I mean, by NFL standards,

I should be dead,
you know what I mean?

Got kicked in Kadoka
at Rodeo Bible Camp.

Went out the back door.
That wasn't so bad.

It was kind of a stinger there
for about a week, but...

Started riding
and it loosened up a little more.

TANNER: Got on this big, gray mare.

I was getting pretty stretched out
towards the end,

and thank God
I heard the whistle blow.

But, anyway, right at the end,

she slammed me down in the dirt.

Hardest I've ever been slammed before.

Brady over there told me
to get on my short-go horse

even though my ribs hurt
like a son of a bitch.

Ain't that right, Brady?

You don't let no pain put you down.

You ain't gonna be turning out
horses left and right

just 'cause your head hurts
a little bit now, are you?

I'm not... I'm not drawing out
of anything.

I'm just taking some time off.

Your brain's a little different
than your ribs.

Yeah, I know, but it's all the same
to a cowboy.

Ride through the pain.

You gotta make sure this head
of yours don't get you scared.

I know how that goes with some guys.

They get scared to get on again,
and then they end up becoming farmers.

Hey, Brady.

You seen Lane?

Well, I didn't get a chance

to see him there for a while,
while I was rodeoing.

They just checked him
into a brand-new rehab facility.

He probably could have won the World
if he'd had an honest chance.

Remember when he went three forthree
in McCool Junction and won it?

Yeah, that was a good night for Lane.

Remember when he broke his riding arm
and won the bull riding first time ever

riding a bull with his right hand?
Eighty-four points.

Shit, one time, me and Lane
was coming back from a party.

We was driving
'm Tanner's brother's car,

and we was kind of talking about women.

We was a little drunk,
and Lane looks over at me

and says, "James, you know what?
One thing I've learned in life,"

he says... (CLEARS THROAT)

"I've always thought girls
come in with a name

"and they leave with a number."

(ALL LAUGHING)

It's kind of fucked up, but...

- Dirty dog.
-Yeah. Lane.

Yeah.

Real wild.

CAT: Want to say a prayer for him.

I mean, be best if we say
a prayer every day, you know...

Yeah.

For the guy,
'cause he sure could use it.

But I just want to go ahead and say...

Pray to God that
he takes in all the strength

from all his friends across the nation.

North, south, east and west.

'Cause we all know
he's got friends all over this country.

Pulls through.

Hope he gets to ride again.

Feel the wind

hit his back

and watch it flow through the grass.

We are him, and he is us.

We're all one in this together.

(SPEAKING OTHER LANGUAGE)

(STRUMMING GUITAR)

Sun shines in

This traveling car

Leaving one rodeo

Headed on to another

Rolling patience

Burning down that highway

Loving the things that

Keep rolling my W3!

'Cause I'm a gambling man

(WHINNYING)

(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON TV)

(HORSE WHINNYING)

- Get over here.
-(SNORTS)

Should have left them mares alone
and quit rubbing your nose on the fence.

Wouldn't have to be sitting here.

Come on, Gus.

- Hello, ma'am.
-Woman: Hi.

I'm here to see Lane Scott.

Hey, brother. How you doing?

Long time, no see, brother.

I missed you.

Feeling better? You're looking good.

Looks like they're doing a lot
for you here.

How you feeling?

Feeling good, huh?
It's a pretty good place here.

H...

O...

W...

S.

How's...

How's my head?

(SIGHS)

Feeling all right.

B...

S.

Oh, "Rub some..."

D.

"Rub some dirt in it"?

Little bit of Copenhagen, too, huh?

(ON VIDEO) Name's Lane Scott.

I'm 18 years old, and I'm from Kennebec,
South Dakota.

MAN". Lane, he's young,
but he's really good.

Best bull rider to come out
of South Dakota, for sure.

LANE: I mean... I mean,

I'm not... Not trying to imply anything,
but me and Superman have

never been seen
in the same room together, so...

(HEAVY METAL PLAYING ON VIDEO)

MAN: No shirt. Wild man.

(WHOOPING)

MAN". Nice, baby!

Good ride, cowboy!

I was about three years old

when my dad introduced me
into the rodeo world.

There's nothing that really can beat it.

You get on a bull,
make a good ride, everybody...

Everybody in the stands
stands up for you,

yells, cheers. Um...

Your adrenaline's going, you...
You just can't stop but smiling.

There's nothing like strapping yourself

onto a 2,000 pound animal
and just going with it.

That's what I wanted to do,

and I knew I wanted to do it
for the rest of my life.

I couldn't imagine doing anything else.

(SINGING) Somebody come and play

Somebody come and play my way

Somebody come and rhyme the rhymes...

- Lil.
-What?

Thinking about going to the rodeo.

If I do, you want to go with?

Nope.

Nope.

Take you to the carnival afterwards.

- Carnival?
-Get on some rides.

Are you sure?

- If you want to.
-Yes.

Somebody come and play today...

All right.

And watch the sun till the rain again

Somebody...

-(CROWD CHEERING)
-(MUSIC PLAYING

What are you doing here, bro?

Riding today?

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(ANNOUNCER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

BRADY: Go! Go! Go! Go!

Hustle! Hustle! Hustle!

ANNOUNCER". He's got
an eight-second whistle.

He could beat South Dakota.

He's safe on the ground.

Put your hands together
for Tanner Langdeau.

(HORSES WHINNYING)

(ANNOUNCER WHOOPS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

ANNOUNCER: Let's hear it for Tanner!

CAT: Holy piss, did you see
that gray horse buck today?

TANNER: With Cameron, right?

CAT: Yeah. Saddle horse.

- Really?
-Yeah.

Hey. Wake up, Grandpa.

Falling asleep over there.

You entering Water's Rodeo on the 17th?

47th?
-TANNER: Yeah.

Should be ready to roll by then.

TANNER: Yeah, man, it'll be good to see
you back out there, scratching 'em.

Come on, now, Tanner.

- TANNER: What's wrong with that?
-He has a metal plate in his head.

So? Metal's strong.
It's supposed to not break.

He'll be fine. He's not a little bitch.

WOMAN: You know what? Fuck you.

Yeah, fuck you, Brady. It's dangerous.

Hey, don't worry about it, man.

Howdy.

- Are you Brady Blackburn?
-Yeah.

- Bill.
-Bill, it's good to meet you.

I heard you're a great horse trainer.

LILLY: Sesame Street?

BILL: I have a colt
that nobody can break.

I'm 15, silly.

BILL: Would you come and look at him?

Tell me what you think?

BRADY: I caved my head in
riding a bucking horse not too long ago.

I got some healing up to do right now.

- TANNER: Lil, are you thirsty?
-LILLY: What?

- Nah.
-And...

Here in a couple weeks,
I'll probably be able to come and...

- Come on, Lil.
-No way!

- Right here, right here. Come on.
-No way.

- LILLY: No!
-TANNER: lt'sjust one sip.

It's way better for you than that.
Come on.

The fuck you think
you're doing with her?

What the fuck, man? What do you want?

'He?' he?» half, hey...
-Fuck you!

- Calm down, man. Calm down.
-Get the hell out of here.

Tanner didn't mean nothing by it.

TANNER: Just being friendly. That's all.

Fuck, man.

We all love Lilly. You know that.

BRADY: Okay.

- Lil, are you all right?
-I'm okay.

This is what you need right now.

LILLY: Hey, everybody.

Look at the moon and the stars.

(GASPS) And the planets!

Wow.

(SINGING) Planets, moon and stars

Above the world so high

Higher than the clouds...

Here, kitty, kitty, kitty.

Higher than the sky

Planets, moon and stars

Shining stars in space

Each one in its home...

The problem with you boys,

you don't like to get your pride hurt.

Earth, it is far below

Below each shining star

Earth is what we know...

Lilly used to get all mad
whenever we were in the store

and she didn't get
what she wanted, and...

She'd throw a fit.

You know, and be mad about it.

I don't know,
she'sjust not like that anymore.

She's got all these new things
that she does and likes,

and saying...

She's growing up so fast.

You get to be around more.

No more rodeo for you.

-(KNOCKING AT DOOR)
-(GIGGLES)

Here I go!

Hey, Miles.

How's it going, guys?

MILES: I'm looking for your dad.

He owes me some money on this trailer.

Need payment.
Otherwise, I'm gonna come and get it.

He went to the horse sale
in Corsica yesterday,

and I haven't seen him
since he left, but...

Yeah, it's been four months
since I got any money from him.

I need some.

I'm tired of looking for his ass.

Okay. I'll be sure to let him know.

MILES: Yeah,
he needs to come and find me.

I'm done.

I like your tattoos.

- WOMAN: Do you have a resume?
-No.

Any job experience?

I'm a horse trainer.

You can't do that right now?

Um... Well, I would,
but I can't ride for a while

since I'm laid up, so...

Any high school? GED?

No, ma'am.

The OST TERO office,
they have job training

for, like, construction, road work.

I'm looking for something
a little more temporary than that.

You know, I'm probably gonna

be training horses again
here in a few months

when I'm healed up, so...

My cousin's a manager at Dakotamart.

They have some temporary positions.

You can call him
and tell him I sent you.

Okay.

Thank you.

You look like your mom.

I used to go to high school with her.
She was really awesome.

(BEEPING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(BEEPING)

Wow, Brady. What are you doing here?

How you doing, Victor?

Good. How about yourself?

All right.

- So you work here now?
-Yeah.

Guy's gotta do what he's gotta do,
lguess,huh?

I don't know. It's none of my business,

but when you start getting comfortable,
you know,

you need to get back
to them horses and rodeos and stuff.

Yeah.

Just not making enough money.

You know what I mean?

Thanks, Victor.

Hey, don't give up.

(BEEPING)

WAYNE: Hey, I stopped by
the Family Dollar.

Got you a surprise.

- Me? (LAUGHS)
-Yeah.

Boy, I don't think so.

You don't think so? Why in the hell not?

You want to go to that rodeo with me?

You gotta wear that.

- Nuh-uh.
-it's a public place. Yep.

- You're in high school now, Lil.
-Nuh-uh!

- You can wear a bra.
-But I don't like it anymore.

- Come on, you're 15 years old.
-But I don't like it, my daddy.

- Why?
-Because it's not fair.

Why wouldn't it be fair?

Because it doesn't like 15 anymore.

But I just want a 14-years-old.

WAYNE: Well,
you can't do a 14 no more, dear.

LILLY: But yes, you will!

Hey, Lil.

What are you doing, L“?
-I'm doing good.

Hey, I don't like to wear a bra anymore.
It's all yucky. (G ROWLS)

Oh, good.

You know Daddy's just trying
to watch out for you, right'?

LILLY: Yeah.

I sure better tell him,
"Watch out the revolving door."

He should've just greased it.

The children are
all over the world, is a...

ls...

You don't want to do something,
you're just not gonna do it?

No.

You're stubborn,
just like your big brother, aren't you?

Yeah, whatever, but I don't like it.

(HORSES WHINNYING IN DISTANCE)

(CAR DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

MAN: I just don't know
about you horse traders.

- Hey, Todd.
-Yep.

- How you doing, Brady?
-Pretty good. Yourself?

Good. How's your head doing?

Oh, I'm healing up.

That's good. Good.

Hey, Todd, I haven't talked
to Brady yet about this so...

So can you just come back tomorrow
and pick him up?

Yeah, I can.

Catch you later, Brady.

- I'll see you.
- See you.

What was that all about?

What was Todd doing here?

Had to sell him Gus, Brady.

Sell him Gus?
What do you mean, sell him Gus?

You can't sell Gus.

You want 'em to haul the trailer away?

You want Lilly to not have
a place to live?

Gus is part of the family.

I guess it's his turn
for us to make a living.

Well, where's all your money going?

It costs a lot to live.

Well, maybe you should've thought
about that when you were putting money

in the slot machines,
going to the fucking bars and casinos.

That's where all the money went.

Fuck you, Brady.
I don't need to hear your shit.

It's not like you
can fucking ride anymore.

What are you gonna do? Fight me?

I don't need your shit.

(HORSE WHINNIES)

(MUSIC PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

(TATTOO MACHINE BUZZING)

My dad sold Gus today.

Damn. Really?

Yeah. Todd bought him.

Well, at least he's going
to a good home.

I wish I could ride him
one last time, though.

WOMAN: Looks really nice, Brady.

Thanks.

WOMAN: Who is it of?

My buddy, Lane.

- You know him?
-Mmm-mmm.

BRADY: Yeah,
he was a pretty good bull rider.

He was like a big brother to me.

CAT: Pretty awesome tribute
for a wild guy, anyway.

BRADY: Yeah. And a lot oftimes,
you know, you get hurt,

but you don't ever think
you'll get hurt like that.

He'll get there, though.

He says he's gonna ride again
in no time.

(TATTOO MACHINE BUZZING)

(SPUTTERING)

God, I just ask you to take care
of Gus on his travels, Lord.

Just be with him all the time
and protect him.

Keep him safe, God.

In Jesus' name, I pray. Amen.

(SNORTS SOFTLY)

(CROWD CHEERING FAINTLY)

(CAR ENGINE REVS)

(GATE CLOSES)

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(HORSES WHINNYING)

BILL: This breed I've been...

That I got in this horse here,

he's a thoroughbred, Arabian,

leopard and quarter horse.

I've been trying to
get this breed for years.

Nobody's ever been on his back.
Nobody's touched him.

(SNORTING)

Whoa, partner. Whoa, partner.

Good boy.

Easy, partner. Easy, partner.

Easy.

BILL: Did you... Did you learn this
on your own,

or did someone teach you?

- My mom and dad.
-Your mom and dad?

Taught me about everything I know.

But I learned a lot
by being on their back,

looking down them ears.

Whoa, good boy.

You didn't even know you did that,
did you?

Good boy. You just led.

(SNORTING SOFTLY)

I'm gonna ask you
to do that in a minute, all right?

I'm gonna ask you to do that
in a minute.

Step forward. Step forward.

Step forward.

BILL: Wow, look at that.

Whoa, whoa.

I think I'm gonna touch you up there.
I'm gonna touch you up there.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay. It's okay.

It's okay.

Good boy. I know.
Sorry, I was too tight on you there.

Just gotta let you trust me.

Gotta quit trying to force you.

Now, just trust me, brother.

- No, no
-(WHINNIES)

Stay with me. Stay with me, now.

Whoa, partner. Whoa, partner.

All right, I know you're turning away
from your buddies,

and I know you don't want to do that.

Good boy, Cool Breeze.

Good boy.

Good boy, Cool Breeze.

What I'm teaching right now is pressure.

There's a good boy.

No. All right.

- BILL: Whoa, Cool Breeze.
-Keep going.

One, two, three...

My hat! Whoa, partner.

Yeah, my hat comes off my head.

See that? It comes off like that.

BILL: His dad never had no buck.

He just would let us get on,
but he would always keep an eye on us.

BRADY: Keep going, buddy.

Come on, buddy.

- Stay calm.
-BILL: Wow, that's amazing.

A horse that never had nobody
on his back before.

You can tell he wants to learn.

- Oh, yeah, he's smarter.
-BILL: He's real smart.

BILL: That's a lot of trust
he has in you.

BRADY: Yeah.

See how much calmer he is
now that I'm actually on him?

BILL: Yeah. Yeah.

He feels me.

Let's get a little forward. Forward.

You're gonna be a racehorse someday.

Let's get some forward.

One more time to the right.

And that's all we're doing.

Good boy.

Excellent job.

All right, now, I'm coming
off the same side I came on.

Whoa, partner.

Whoa, partner.

BILL: Yeah, I heard you had that touch.

Now I finally get to see it.

Good boy.

(AUCTIONEER CHATTERING)

Now 12.

Now 13.

Thirteen...

Fair bid on four, folks. Have a look.

I'll tell you what,

we're gonna show you something
pretty nice right here.

- Good to see you, Brady.
-Hey, how are you?

Let's go. And a 12, 13...

Here's a pretty
nice-looking horse right here.

Just a 2009 model, guys.

Give me 7,000 on a good deal here.

Got 6,800.

- Give me 7,000.
- Nice horse.

- Definitely.
- Sixty-eight hundred.

Now 7,000.

WAYNE: Hey, Victor, what's up?

Hey, I got a nice roan gelding for you.

Yeah, Brady and I will be over soon.

- Hey, Wayne.
-Hey, Greg, how you doing today?

-It's all good.
-How you doing?

Hi. I'm good. How are you?
What would you like?

- I'll have a Crown and water.
- Okay.

(BEEPING)

Come on, dickhead.

Pay something.

-(CHIMING)
-All right.

(MACHINES BEEPING)

(WOMAN GIGGLES)

Aren't you one hell of a bronc rider?

WAYNE: We don't talk about that.

(SNORTING)

- How you doing, man? Good to see you.
-Good, Victor. How you doing?

Pretty good. Pretty good.

Here's his paperwork.

All right.

Pretty good bloodline there.

- Just as you said, isn't it?
-VICTOR: Yep.

Cool.

(SNORTS)

(WHINNIES)

Easy, bud.

Dang, you sure
are a good-looking sucker, ain't you?

Whoa, buddy.

Whoa.

Whoa, buddy.

(SNORTS)

Whoa, buddy.

Hey, Brady, your dad's looking for you.

BRADY: Who's this?

That's Apollo.

How well is he broke?

Ah, some dumb fuckers
came down and tried to ride him,

but, uh, he got bucked off,
so they quit, you know.

He gots a lot of bad habits now.
He's starting to buck.

It's a shame.

Good horse like this going to waste.

VICTOR: I'll let him go for seven.

Yeah, I might have to come back
for him someday.

This right here is gonna save us.

- Save us all.
-Might cure the meth.

There's gas in here.
There's oil in here.

There's clothes in here.

- Yep.
-There's rope in here.

This is the future, boys.

WAYNE: So, what do you think
about that horse?

VICTOR: What you think you're gonna
want for him? For real.

WAYNE: I want $1,250 cash.

I don't know if I got $1,250,
though, man.

Willing to make a deal?

I need a back windshield
for an '82 Camaro.

VICTOR: What do you say
I throw in that back window

and I got $700?

WAYNE: Seven hundred?

VICTOR: Seven hundred
and this bag of weed.

Dad, we need the cash.

We can take that money and buy
another horse and make some money.

You're always smoking my weed up.

Just as well trade him
for this little bit of grass.

What do you think?
Don't you like the grass?

Yeah.

All right, let's do it.

All right, we got us a deal, then?

- Yeah, you're damn right.
-All right, sounds good.

(SINGING) Clean up

Clean up, everyone is clean up

Clean up, clean up

Clean up, clean up, clean up

Clean up

(MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)

PAWNBROKER: Definitely looks
like you got some...

Some wear and tear on it here.
A little rough there and...

You know, one of these new
would run a guy about $2,300.

- Yeah?
-Custom and everything, so...

Um, general rule of thumb,

pawnshops offer
about a quarter on the dollar,

so, you know, if it...
If it's worth two grand,

maybe $500 just to help you out
since you said you're selling it,

you don't want it back.

- All right.
-Do that?

- Yeah.
-All right, perfect, man.

Let me get some paperwork going.

You know what?
I see a lot of young cowboys

come in with their saddles.

A lot of 'em get rid of 'em.
You can't be rodeoing forever, right?

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

Okay, partner, what...
What'd you say your last name was?

You know what, man?

Ithinkl changed my mind.

Okay. Well, I appreciate you
bringing it in.

Yeah. Thank you.

WAYNE: What are you doing
with that bronc saddle?

I was gonna pawn it.

Pawn it for what?

Victor's horse, Apollo.

I think he'd turn out to be a good one.

(DOOR OPENS)

(DOOR CLOSES)

Hey, I just got off the phone
with Victor.

He said you can go get Apollo
tomorrow if you want him.

I sold that buckskin
to some people from Arizona.

Told him I'd pay him
when I got the money.

(REFRIGERATOR DOOR OPENS)

- I think I'm gonna go to the bar.
-(BOTTLE OPENS)

There's pizza in here for Lilly.

VICTOR: Got a ways to go?

- Yeah.
-All right, man.

Good luck to the both of you.

- Thank you.
-Yeah.

(SNORTING)

(WHINNYING)

Whoa, whoa, buddy.

Whoa. Whoa.

(WHINNYING)

It's okay, buddy. You're okay.

Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Go on, then, you fucker.

“Yam!

Go ahead, fucker!

Ha!

(WHOOPING)

(WHINNIES)

Good job, Apollo.

(WHOOPS)

"Ya"-hvah.hyah!

“Yam!

Hvah. hyah. hyah, hyah, hyah!

Tee-h aw!

Good boy.

You did a good job.

You're a good boy.

Yeah.

Whoa.

Good boy.

Come on.

Let's go for a cruise.

How does that sound, bud?

- You know, Lil...
-What?

It's hard not rodeoing anymore.

I know it's hard,
but can't you please more careful?

I know I need to be more careful.

But it still have A-through-Z adventure.

At least I can ride again now.

Train horses.

I know.

We'll seize this time.

I can take in a whole bunch of colts,

make some money,

and maybe get you all those presents
you want for your birthday.

LILLY: Really?

Yeah.

Wow, I can't wait to see this.

Good night, sun. See you in the morning.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

- I'll take care of you, Lil.
- I'll take care of you, too.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(WHISTLES)

Hey, Brady.
What the fuck you doing here?

You still need me
to train those horses for you?

You want another hole in your head?

(CHUCKLES) Sure. Why not?

(WHINNYING)

Whoa. Whoa.

Whoa! Bitch.

-(WHINNIES)
-Hey, hey, hey.

Come on, Crystal. Get in there.

Hey!

(WHINNYING)

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Smell it.

"(CLICKS)
"(SNORTS)

-(GUNSHOTS)
-(WHINNYING)

Whoa.

(GUNSHOT)

Whoa.

Fuck.

(SNORTING)

Whoa, Crystal.

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa.

Whoa, Crystal, whoa.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

Whoa, girl.

FRANK: You all right, Brady?

Yeah, I'm all right.

Looking pretty wild over there.

(WHISTLES)

Come on, Apollo!

(HOOVES CLOPPING)

(cousmws)

WOMAN: (ON P.A.)
Dr. Nyman, reception area, please.

Dr. Nyman.

(EKG BEEPING)

DOCTOR:
What's going on with your hand

is called a partial complex seizure.

The brain is sending
these signals too fast,

and your hand can't keep up,
so it just stays clenched.

And your dad says
you haven't been resting at all?

- Is that right?
-WAYNE: I told him to rest.

He never listens, though.

DOCTOR: If you don't stop,
your seizures are gonna get worse.

And you can't afford another head injury

on top of the one that you have.

Think about it, okay?

No more riding, no more rodeos.

(HORSE WHINNYING)

(BEEPING)

(MUSIC PLAYING ON RADIO)

Most of the time

I can keep myself distracted

You know, I'm your dad.
You can talk to me.

Well, Brades, we have to play
the cards we're dealt.

Sometimes dreams aren't meant to be.

Should've never let you go

I'm hanging on...

It's too bad your mom ain't here.

You and her could be stubborn together.

You still cross my mind

Cross my heart

All right, when he goes up in the air,
throw that shoulder back.

Stay back in your saddle.

He's gonna kick.

Like that. Perfect. Just like that.

So, then, after that, I...

- Yeah, just...
-Throw my shoulder back?

Yeah, to get rid of that range.

And then up in the air,
off to your left.

When he jumps up,
put your shoulder forward.

Just like that. Perfect.

Now, let me...
Don't forget to lift across.

There you go.

Get your feet involved.

Saddle.

There you go.

Lift on that rein now.

Ride like it's gonna be
the last horse you ever get on.

'Cause any bronc could be the last one.

There you go.

All right, let me feel thejump.

Go ahead.

Okay, go ahead.

Go ahead, jump.

All right. About right there, then.

All right.

Go ahead.

See how I go back and across?

Lift!

Way out here, hold him a second.

Beat him back to the ground.

Hold him a second.

Beat him back to the ground.

Fast feet.

James, you want to try?

Yeah.

All right.

- You all right?
-Yeah, I'm fine.

This is Lane Scott's old riding shirt.

He won about

$15,000 in one summer in this shirt.

Gee.

Yeah.

It was mine for a while.

(TV PLAYING INDISTINCTLY)

I probably had my best summer in it.

And if it fits you,
you can have it, too.

But way too short in the arms for me.

Damn.

Some cowboys believe
yellow is superstitious.

- Yeah.
-That one's lucky, though, huh?

Yeah, that one must just be 'stitious.

Yeah, just a little 'stitious.

'Stitious is okay.

-It's classy and old-school, too.
-Yeah.

Don't make it look bad.

Yeah. Try on them chaps, too.
You got any chaps?

JAMES: Uh-huh.

If they fit, go ahead and take 'em.

JAMES: Fit perfect.

Thanks, Brades. Appreciate it.

Yeah.

Can't wait to ride in these bad boys.

MAN ON TV: This is the reigning
world champion saddle bronc rider!

James, you still wrestle?

Sometimes. Haven't practiced
in a while, though.

Come on, let's wrestle, then.

- Right now?
-Why not?

I... I mean, are you sure, Brades?
ls your head okay?

I'm fine.

Been a long day, hey.

Shake it up a bit, huh?

Come on, James.

JAMES: Okay. All right, let's do it.

BRADY: All right, let's go, then.

Just watch his noggin.

MAN ON TV: In his first appearance ever,
has an excellent round.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(WHOOPS)

CAT: Get that leg out.

Okay, Brade. Okay.

Brady, I'm pinned.

All right, all right, all right, man.

Fuck, Brady.

Fuck, man.

- You all right?
-JAMES: Yeah.

- BRADY: Didn't hurt you, did I?
-Said I was pinned.

Told you I was done.

What's the matter with you?

Cowboy up, part'.

MAN ON TV: With the highest-marked run
of the National Finals Rodeo.

(TATTOO MACHINE BUZZING)

BRADY: You don't think
I was too hard on James, do you?

CAT: No, he's all right.

You know, I... I know about your hand.

I know you ain't supposed to be rodeoing
or anything like that.

Must be tough.

But you just gotta learn to let it go.

Move on.

Or else it'll eat at you.

But it's gotta be tough. I mean...

I understand.

You don't understand.

BRADY: "Say I won't, and I will"?

Pick up.

There you go. There's one.

All right.

Jesus.

Looking good, stud muffin.

Okay, grab the saddle horn.

Grab on.

With this hand.

Let him...
Let him bend over a little bit.

WOMAN: Got it.

Good job. Keep going.

BRADY: Get a hold, brother.

MAN: Okay, push through
on this leg hard, Lane.

You ready?

- I got him.
-WOMAN: Check.

Okay, bend this leg, Lane.

Come around. Come around.

Lift over.

Keep going.

Okay, now, sit down.

- Sit down.
-WOMAN: Nice.

Okay, come up.

Use your arms.

All the way up, Lane.

- Good job, buddy.
-All the way up.

(CHUCKLES)

- Good job.
-Nice work.

Don't wanna get a burn. Sunburn.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Whoa, boy.
Now, slow him down a little bit.

All right.

Stop him and back him up.

All right, now, stick your chest out.

Sit... Sit up straight.

Let's go...
Let's do some loping and go fast.

Really loping off
into the distance, huh?

You bet.

All right,
wheel him around to the right.

Wheel him around to the left.

All right, now stop him.

Ho, boy.

Let me hear you say "Ho"!

LANE: Ho.

Good job, Lane.

All right, now, you better hold on.
She might go to bucking.

Better if you can keep
a good tight seat in there.

(BRADY CHUCKLES)

Grab a hold of that saddle horn, huh?

Bobbing her head.
You better lift on your rein.

Lift, m, mt,

lift, lift.

Lift, lift.

You got her pulled up now.

Sit up, Lane.

Sit up and look at me now.

Pick your head up, brother.

Pick your head up, Lane.

You got it now, all right?

Stay tough.

There you go.

All right, brother.

Well...

It was really good seeing you.

All right, brother.

Sit up for me. Look at me now, brother.

Look at me.

There you go.

Big and tall.

All right, brother.

See you.

Give me a hug, now.

Give me a good one. Give me a good one.

There's my man.

I love you, brother.

(ENGINE STOPS)

(SOBBING)

(sum cocmws)

(MUSIC PLAYING OVER SPEAKERS)

WOMAN: (ON P.A.) Meat department,
can you come to desk eight, please?

Excuse me, are you Brady Blackburn?

Yeah.

Oh, this is my little brother,
and he's a huge fan.

- What's your name, buddy?
-Adriano.

- Good to meet you.
-Nice to meet you, too.

You're gonna be a bronc rider
when you grow up?

- Yes, sir.
-You betcha.

Yeah, I think
he wants to take a picture.

He's been talking about you all day.

All right. You...
You riding pony broncs yet?

Yes, sir.

You gonna stick it to 'em
when you get older, huh?

- Yes, sir.
-You bet.

(PHONE CLICKS)

- All right, thank you.
-Right on.

So, do you, like, work here?

Oh, yeah, I'm just trying to stay busy
while I'm healing up, you know.

BOY: Nice.

- Yeah.
-Hope you get better soon.

And look forward to see you ride.

- Thank you, buddy.
-Yes, sir.

- Nice to meet you, Brady.
-Yeah. You boys spur 'em high.

- Yeah.
-Yeah.

(SIGHS)

(WHISTLING)

Apollo!

(WHISTLES)

Come on, boy!

Whoa, Apollo.

Whoa.

Whoa, Apollo.

Boy.

(SIGHS)

(WHINNIES)

(SIGHS)

I'm sorry, buddy.

(SNORTING)

I'm sorry, Brady.

This is all there is to do.

Whistle for him
when you walk away, please.

(WHISTLES)

-(GUNSHOT)
-(BODY mums)

(SPITS)

BRADY". You know, Lilly,

Apollo got hurt,

and we had to put him down.

Nope.

Nuh-uh.

BRADY: It's not fair to the horse.

He can't run and play
and do what he wants to do.

She doesn't go on.

You know, I got hurt like Apollo did.

But I'm a person, so I got to live.

If any animal around here

got hurt like I did,

they'd have to be put down.

You know, Lilly,

I believe God gives
each of us a purpose.

Very true.

To the horse,
it's to run across the prairie.

For a cowboy, it's to ride.

WAYNE: Where are you going with that?

Where does it look like I'm going?
I'm going to the rodeo.

You fucking crazy?

I'm gonna ride.
I figured you were coming to watch.

WAYNE: What the fuck
would I wanna come for?

Watch you kill yourself?

You're-just stubborn as hell.

You won't listen to nothing
anybody tells you anyway.

Oh, I don't listen?
I always fucking listened.

I listened to everything
you fucking said to me.

What happened to "Cowboy up,"
"Grit your teeth," "Be a man"?

What happened to all that, Dad?

You don't need to go ride today.

- You don't need to fucking go ride.
-Bullshit.

I'm going.

I'm entered, and I'm riding.

Go kill yourself, then.

I'm not gonna end up like you.

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING)

- Brady.
-Welcome back.

Good to see you.

I'm waiting out back

People are gone

Behind yellow tape with my laminate on

I just love to watch you

Doing all the things you do

-(MAN YELLING)
-(CROWD CHEERING)

City after city, night after night

If you called me crazy
You'd probably be right

But there's one thing, baby

Really want to say to you

ANNOUNCER: Let me hear you get louder!

Let me hear you!

(CROWD CHEERING)

I'm your number one fan

I'm your right-hand man

ANNOUNCER:
About 13 feet in here. Put it down.

How about a round of applause...

(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

That's what you call that right there.

(WHINNYING)

And that's what you call bronc riding
here in Pine Ridge, South Dakota.

MAN 1: Go ahead, drop your foot.

MAN 1: Got any bronc stompers?

MAN 2: They're down there.
They're not here.

(BUZZER RINGS)

(SCATTERED CHEERS)

ANNOUNCER: Good afternoon.

About 13 feet in here.

Put it down.
How about a round of applause...

(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

That's what you call that right there.

- Running down the fence line.
- Hi, Brady!

You guys gotta stand up,
whoop and holler.

How many guys are having fun so far?

Good luck, Brady.

ANNOUNCER". Ladies and gentlemen,
are you having fun?

- MAN 1: Let's go, Brady.
-MAN 2: Let's go, man.

- Come on, Brady.
-Come on, Brady, your horse is in.

MAN 3: Your horse is
in the goddamn chute. What the hell?

You all right?

Yeah.

Come on, then.

Good luck, part'.

You, too, cowboy.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

BRADY". It's you, Lane.

Your favorite picture of yourself
on a bull.

You like it?

S...

A...

L...

T.

"Salty"? (CHUCKLES)

It's pretty salty, huh? And it's badass.

(ANNOUNCER SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(MAN WHOOPING)

You gave him a kick at the end, too.

Jumped off on his feet.

(CROWD CHEERING)

There's my brother.

(BRADY CHUCKLES)

D...

O...

N...

I---

V...

E...

D...

"Don't give up on your dreams."

(SIGHS)

Come on.

Look up at me, brother.

Grab your reins.

All right, wheel him around to the left.

All right, now to the right.

- Hmm.
-(GRUNTS)

All right, go ahead, stop him.

Back him up.

You're on...
You're on big old Gus again.

Loping across there.

Remember that wind on your (ace.

Through the badlands,
chasing them cows out of the trees.

You excited?

You bet, brother.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Well, I'm an outlaw

Running from the storm

From the Tennessee Hills
to the New Mexico summers

I've got nothing but my name
and my pistol by my side

Just spin around

Just spin around

I ride at night 'cause I sleep all day

The only way I live is the outlaw way

Got my horse packed up
and my pistol's loaded

If you wanna doubt me, boy I'll show you

Say click, click, boom, like Jesse James

Shoot you down, but there ain't no shame

Leave you there lying
with nothing but your name

Playing Russian roulette
This ain't no game

On every wanted poster
from here to the Sun

Got myself, I don't need no one

All I need is my horse and my gun

Down by the fire
I live on the run

Don't count on me
waiting for the sunrise

I'll be gone with the moon
to free my mind

Rolling like a sage pushin' wind

Here I go again

If that sheriff ever runs me down

I'll just move along to another town

But I...

I just can't say where or when

Here I go again

I'm an outlaw

Running from the storm