Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Shh. Quiet.
The way he sees you.
- What's going on? Is there a problem?
- [crying]
Look at me!
turning the Dutton ranch into the Dutton Power Company.
- I know.
the only way he'll be able to protect it
♪ I swear I won't be gone too long ♪
So's hell.
- All right, grandson, let me have it.
Working through some trauma of my own.
- I remember the stories of heaven and hell in church.
- That's my job.
- Beth.
There you go. Right up...there you go.
[gunshots]
- Daddy! Daddy!
- We need to talk. - Yes, sir.
♪ And every time we meet... ♪
- I don't have a horse.
And I'll muck its stall out.
until your revocation hearing.
- Grab him some hay, Rip. - Yes, sir.
[theme music]
- Oh, thank you.
- Looking for a bunk?
- Grab a horse.
- Yeah, with your razor.
- You know where I am.
- I'm going to be a cowboy.
- Check.
- That's right.
- Look me in the eye and tell me that you love him.