(crowd shouting)
- [John] You Summer?
- You must be the big boss.
- I'm the retired big boss.
You can see how that's working out for me.
I can get them blankets to cover up if they'd like.
- Our bodies are our protest.
- Oh. - They don't wanna cover up.
Oh, I can see it bothers you.
Men objectify our breasts
and then brainwash the world into thinking
that they should be hidden to make up for your jealousy
or lack of impulse control,
which is ironic because nature didn't make them for you.
Nature made them to feed children,
not your toxic male fantasies.
- Yeah, I see.
- [Summer] But that's not why we're here.
- You don't say.
- We're here protesting the existence
of a state-sponsored police force
that protects industrialized animal farming
and the mass murder of millions of animals every year.
- You ever plow a field, Summer?
To plant the quinoa or sorghum
or whatever the hell it is you eat,
you kill everything on the ground and under it.
You kill every snake, every frog, every mouse,
mole, vole, worm, quail.
You kill 'em all.
So I guess the only real question is,
how cute does a animal have to be
before you care if it dies to feed ya?
(solemn music)
(screen whooshes)
(calm music)
(keys jangling)
- You made bail.
- How'd I do that?
(jail door clanking)
(calm music)
(Summer chuckles)
Why'd you bail me out?
- You believe what you're doing's right.
I disagree, but I, I respect it.
- I can't pay you back.
- Not asking you to.
- You're gonna ask me something, though.
- I'd like to, like to show you my ranch.
- You think a tour of your ranch
is gonna change what I believe?
- No, but it might help you understand me better.
Might, might help me understand you, too.
- Surely you could appreciate
that virtually every fiber of my being is screaming at me
not to get in a pickup with a charming white male
in his 50s who I don't know from fucking Adam.
- Yep, charming and in my 50s,
I'm starting to like you better already.
But I, I see your point, naive of me.
Don't throw any more rocks at my son, okay?
- Do I have your word that you're not gonna attack me
and kill me and leave me in the middle of a forest?
- (chuckles) If my plan was doing all that,
I'm probably willing to break my word.
(calm music)
- I'm gonna trust you.
- Good, I'm gonna trust you, too. Get in.
(calm music)
(car doors slam)
(truck engine rumbles)
(screen whooshes) (door creaks)
(heels tapping)
- I knew it.
Who the fuck are you?
- Who the fuck are you?
(heels tapping)
- I'm the bitch about to stab you in the stomach.
- I'm sorry, I didn't know he was married.
- Now, here's a situation I couldn't have dreamed up
in a month of Sundays.
This is my daughter. She can be a little overprotective.
Put the knife down, honey.
- Dad, if you're gonna hire a hooker,
would you please let me get you a good one?
- Beth!
- Hope you didn't pay full price for that boob job.
- Actually, God gave me these for free.
Looks like he gave me yours, too.
- It's seven in the fucking morning!
I do not have the energy for this shit.
Now, put it down. She's a guest in our house.
(knife clanks)
- Calling an Uber.
- No, you're not.
- Can you drive me into town, please?
- Y'all just calm the fuck down and have a nice breakfast.
And then yes, I'll drive you anywhere you wanna go.
- I'll get dressed.
(John groans)
- Summer's a vegan.
Would you make her something with no meat or eggs?
- Or milk.
- Or butter.
- Or butter. Maybe some pancakes.
- [Summer] I don't eat gluten.
- What's gluten?
- So wait, you'll eat the wheat grass,
but you won't eat the seed.
- Our bodies aren't designed to digest it.
- Who told you that?
- Doctors.
- My doctor never told me that.
- Well, you should get a new doctor.
- You should get tested for chlamydia, you fuckin' hippie.
- Okay, Beth, that's it.
All right, she's my guest.
You'll treat her with respect or you'll leave.
- I got a meeting anyway.
Love you, Daddy.
- I hope you find a therapist who can help you.
- I hope you die of ass cancer.
(heels tapping)
- No, she can, um...
- She's a little old to be jealous
of the woman her father spends time with.
- Yes, she is.
- And the cowboy fantasy's officially over.
(clears throat) I'll be outside. No.
- Well, that went to shit in a hurry, didn't it?
- It did seem to go pretty fast, sir.
- Yeah.
(screen whooshes)
(inmates chattering)
(door buzzes)
(solemn music) (door creaks)
(door buzzes)
- [Guard] Higgins.
(solemn music)
(door buzzes)
(gate creaking)
(gate clangs)
(window buzzing)
- What took you so long?
- (chuckles) I've only been governor a week.
See you survived.
- Thank you.
- Well, there's a catch.
- A catch?
- Yeah, it's a supervised release for six months.
- Supervised by who?
- You're looking at him.
- So you released me from prison just to kidnap me?
- More or less. I need your help.
- With what?
- Help me understand you.
Help me understand the way you think.
- What do I get in return?
- You just got it. Get in.
- Where am I staying?
- With me.
- (laughs) I'm no political strategist,
but granting clemency to a woman you're shacking up with
in the governor's mansion lends itself
to some negative press.
- At the ranch.
- Oh, great, with your bipolar sociopathic daughter?
- She's hardly ever there.
- So you know, I just went a year without sex,
which is the longest I've gone
since the first time I had it,
and I'm still not fucking you.
- All right, our relationship will be purely professional.
(calm music)
Let her in.
(calm music continues)
(screen whooshes)
- Our justice system is in a state of utter collapse, huh?
And to think of all the hard work I did
to put you in prison.
- And think of all the hard work I'm doing to stay out,
and I do mean hard.
- I'll pick you up some doxycycline when I'm in town,
kill whatever funk your snatch caught in the clink.
- Hmm, thanks. Could you also get me a toothbrush?
I hate to keep using yours. Oh, well, back to work.
(screen whooshes)
- One big happy family, and an assistant.
And a hooker.
I don't know what could make this any better.
(footsteps clomping)
(platter clanks)
- So Gator, what did you kill for dinner this evening?
- Sorry, I, I didn't know you'd be joining us.
I'd have picked a different everything had I known.
- She's gonna be here for the next six months,
so a vegetarian option
for each meal would- - Vegan.
A vegan option, please.
- Right. - Gator,
just give her what we feed the horses.
- So anyways, tonight you'll be having
an assortment of game.
On the left there is venison.
- Which is to say a deer you shot?
- Yeah, that's correct.
- While it was minding its own business
foraging for sustenance.
- [Gator] (clears throat) Yeah, uh, beside that,
we'll have roast duck.
- Are you aware that ducks mate for life?
- At least something at this table does.
- Well, it, it, I did kill both of them if it-
- Makes it better. No, it makes it twice as bad.
- Oh.
- And what is this little creature
that can't even feed one person?
- Actually, I like to serve four per person.
- So you kill four?
- Yeah.
- What is this mystery meat?
- [Gator] Uh, that's a dove.
- Dove, the bird of peace?
- These migrate from Mexico every year.
- You're serving the fucking bird of peace for dinner?
- Dove's pretty good.
- (laughing) Oh shit, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
(laughing) This is just so fucking uncomfortable.
- Can we eat?
- Summer, let's you and I take a walk, yeah?
Maybe I can help educate you on our differing ways of life,
our different cultures, our different value systems.
- You have values? - [Beth] Let's take a walk.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, girls.
- [Summer and Beth] Girls?
- Do you see a girl in this room, Dad, hmm? After you.
- Not on your life.
(footsteps clomping)
I thought "take a walk" was a metaphor.
You actually meant it.
- Nope!
(hand thuds) - Ah! Oh!
- It was a metaphor.
Familiar position for ya?
- You smug, spoiled 40-year-old adolescent.
You're everything that's wrong with this place.
- The only thing wrong with this place is you're in it.
(fist thuds)
(Summer grunting)
Nine years of jiu-jitsu, bitch.
♪ Watermelon moonshine ♪
♪ We cut the burn with a little lime ♪
♪ Parkin' back in them kudzu vines ♪
♪ I was his and every bit of that boy was mine ♪
♪ Too young to know what love was ♪
♪ But we were learnin' ♪
- Get something to eat?
- Chuck wagons aren't really cooking with the vegan in mind.
But I did help Gator peel potatoes until nine last night.
- You can eat potatoes then.
- Eating potatoes was the plan
until he put a brick of butter
and a coffee can of bacon grease in 'em.
- (chuckling) Yeah, Gator.
He doesn't want anybody getting skinny on his watch.
What did you, uh...
What'd you think about today?
(dancers chattering)
- I thought parts of it were beautiful,
and I thought parts of it were absolutely heartbreaking.
- Yeah, well, then you and I saw it the same.
- I'm guessing we agree on the beautiful parts,
but our heartbreaks are different.
- I can promise you they are, Summer.
♪ I was his and every bit of that boy was mine ♪
♪ Too young to know ♪
- Come on! Ready?
- All right.
- That's all right, one, two!
That's good, bam, over, good!
- Gone? - Yep.
- All right, man. Look at that fuckin' girl power!
- Gun powder for what? What, what?
- Girl, girl power, fuckin' girl power, man!
You speak fuckin' English?
- You speak fuckin' English? What the fuck are you saying?
- Fuck you. - Come on, just do it!
- Come on, little miss sunshine.
- I'm so fuckin' sorry, little cow!
It's for your own good so you don't get sick.
I'm sorry! I'm so fuckin' sorry, sorry, sorry!
- I feel like I shouldn't be watching, but I can't stop.
- It's riveting.
- Oh, this is so fucking traumatizing.
(cow mooing)
- We're up.
♪ All saints, all sinners, all the same ♪
- You tell me when you're ready for me.
♪ Something in your heart that you can't ♪
- Oh, my god!
- We're ready!
- Yep, okay, ugh. Oh, this is fucking traumatizing.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!
- You ever see one with black leg?
- [Summer] No.
- That's traumatizing. You're doing the calf a big favor.
- Yeah, if you could do that favor a little faster.
- Okay, I'm coming.
- Come on! - Sorry, little cow.
I'm sorry! I'm so sorry, oh, oh, oh, oh!
- Okay, set? - Yep.
(cowboys laughing)
♪ To let it out ♪
(screen whooshes)
- You ran for governor to stop an airport in a subdivision,
and you did that in one day.
What I never understood about you guys
is all you do is bitch about how much people
moving to rural America ruin it.
(John chuckles)
Change the culture.
But I've lived all over the Mountain West,
Gunnison, Santa Fe, Jackson Hole, Telluride,
and not once, never once did my neighbor
bring me to a branding or the fair
or the harvest or whatever community ritual was happening.
They just glared at my hiking shorts
and my license plate and judged me,
same way I judged you.
♪ I've got nothing left to prove ♪
♪ I'm out of touch ♪
- Don't get me wrong, I'm not ordering a steak
for dinner anytime soon, but I understand now.
I understand why you brand and why you vaccinate
and why you move them from one pasture to another.
12 million tourists a year come to Montana from cities.
You might wanna think about inviting a few of them over
so they understand who you really are
and what you really do,
'cause they have you pegged as a bunch of misogynist bigots
who are ruining the environment,
and that is not who you are.
- You're a smart woman, Summer,
a very, very, very smart woman.
- I'm a smart person.
- (chuckles) Well, women are smarter than men to begin with,
so I'm just judging you against your peers.
- Thanks for kidnapping me. I'm really enjoying it.
- (laughs) I did not kidnap you.
I commuted your sentenced to house arrest.
- At your house!
- (sighs) All right, I, I guess in the narrowest
of legal interpretations, maybe you're right.
- Thanks for doing it.
♪ My summertime blues ♪
- As your press advisor, I suggest you postpone that look.
- You're my environmental advisor.
My press advisor's behind me, makin' out.
♪ I bought a bottle of the best bourbon a beat-down boy ♪
- You have no intention of running
for a second term, do you?
- Absolutely zero.
♪ Summertime blues ♪
- What is it about sad songs and cowboys?
♪ All those boys who ain't got no home ♪
- I don't care what they think.
- You made that abundantly clear.
- Well, there's no one in front of us,
very few to my right, and everyone at my left is with me.
♪ Summertime blues ♪
- That just leaves the 1,500 behind us.
- (grunts) Oh, yeah, yeah.
Well, I think you're gonna like this trick.
♪ Wish I still had someone to lose ♪
♪ All I got are these summertime blues ♪