Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's like watchin' a rabbit tryin' to...

Alma Del Mar Jr. And Jennifer Del Mar...

I told you it ain't gonna be that way.

I married the prettiest little gal in Childress, Texas.

I thought I'd tell you before the Sergeant showed up.

Two guys living together? No way.

I wish I knew how to quit these scrollers!

Can't we move to town?

I didn't have no wings.

Look at this crowd!

It's funny, isn't it?

So me and Jack, we're gonna head out and get ourselves a drink. Yeah?

I'm tired of these lonesome old ranches.

on the allotments.

He use to say he wanted his ashes scattered on Brokeback Mountain...

Isn't he just the spittin' image of his grandpa?

Didn't rodeo much, though.

You won't get much sleep, I'll tell you that.

Get on in there and untangle 'em Chilean sheep out of ours, I guess.

Can't wait till I get my own spread...

Last summer I had goddamn near 25% loss. I don't want that again.

To Alma and Kurt.

You know, I used to wonder how come you never brought any trouts home.

until they reach the age of 1· years.

I don't know, I don't know what the Pentecost is.

Hell, I don't know...

Drink a little whiskey, fish some.

Maybe we could get a baby-sitter.

Alma, this is Jack Twist.

You know I ain't queer.

What are we gonna do now?

♪ I know sometimes you felt ♪

where bluebirds sing and there's a whiskey spring.

But, like most of Jack's ideas...

I've been trying to call you for hours.

day we had that big ice storm.

one curve in the road in 43 miles, and they miss it.

Fridays at noon, be down at the bridge...

Let 'er rip and snort, boys!

Besides, that son of a bitch, he's cuttin' us out a whole month's pay.

It's too cold! Close it up!

even though they were pretty tough old birds.

in the wrong time...

Son of a bitch.

It was hard enough gettin' this time.

I'm gonna bring him up here one of these days...

Bound to be a lot of pussy on the hoof in a crowd like this.

That don't mean nothing, Alma.

Get 'em an ice cream. Somethin'.