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but as far as our marriage goes...

But the herder...

I guess all the heifers must've decided...

- Well, what does Kurt do? - Works out in the oil fields.

I doubt there's nothin' we can do.

of ridin' some piece of stock for eight seconds?

That's why I took to rodeoin'. You ever rodeo?

Thank you for your time.

He thought rodeo cowboys was all fuck-ups.

[man chattering on TV)

And then you come back lookin' all perky...

Goddamn horse spooked and the mules took off...

You're the only combine salesman, in fact.

The girls need to be fed. Well, you take care of it!

There, that's a good bite. All right, you're excused.

You're better off sleepin' in the tent.

On Tonight's Episode of... Dean & Austin

Let's give Scotty Griths a big hand, folks.

And no more room for me.

All right, hon.

like his wife said he wanted to...

Hey there, Junior. You ready?

No thanks, cowboy.

- There's Alma Jr. and Jenny. - Hi.

I'll be half the night.

Last time I seen it, you was in it...

I bet you could fix this place up real nice if you wanted to.

Now, you know I ain't set up for that.

Well, maybe not.

Time to get goin', cowboy.

There ain't nothin' I can do about it up here, I guess.

You know, I mean, once in a while.

I thought Brokeback Mountain might be around where he grew up.

Well, it's likely November before I can come out here again.

What exactly is the Pentecost?

Though he kept his secrets to himself.

Pedro, you know I ain’t no fucking queer

Excuse me, darling.

Well, all right, as long as I don't have to sing.

Sure, and maybe you can convince Alma...

Doubt there's a filly that could throw me.

♪ King of the road! ♫

- Yeah? - Lureen.

All swelled up with patriotic feeling...

I had to ask about 10 different people in Riverton...

You're the fishing buddy or the hunting buddy, I know that.

I'd be an awful good help, I know I would.

build the place, help run the ranch.

Maybe we should put the brakes on?

Ennis, could you wipe Alma Jr.'s nose?

I'd have 'em, if you'd support 'em.

You still go fishing with Jack Twist?

[TV chattering)

That snow barely stuck an hour.

It's nearly suppertime.

Are you from ranch people?

Jack fucking Twist.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

Damn you, Ennis.

You roll up that tent every mornin'...

in the sum of $125 per month for each of the minor children...

Thank you, ma'am.

and somebody with supplies will be there at the pick-up.