Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Hell, I don't know...

I'm tired of these lonesome old ranches.

Son of a bitch.

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

♪ I know sometimes you felt ♪

Look at this crowd!

Get 'em an ice cream. Somethin'.

Maybe we could get a baby-sitter.

I married the prettiest little gal in Childress, Texas.

even though they were pretty tough old birds.

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

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

I wish I knew how to quit these scrollers!

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

It's funny, isn't it?

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

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

It's too cold! Close it up!

Alma, this is Jack Twist.

That don't mean nothing, Alma.

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

What are we gonna do now?

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

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

Didn't rodeo much, though.

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

Can't we move to town?

I've been trying to call you for hours.

in the wrong time...

day we had that big ice storm.

on the allotments.

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

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

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

Drink a little whiskey, fish some.

It was hard enough gettin' this time.

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

where bluebirds sing and there's a whiskey spring.

To Alma and Kurt.

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

Two guys living together? No way.

I didn't have no wings.

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

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

until they reach the age of 1· years.

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

Let 'er rip and snort, boys!

You know I ain't queer.

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