(truck rattles)
- Hey, Rip, where'd you get your jacket?
- Uh, Murdoch's, I believe, in Dillon.
- [Mia] Is it a Filson?
- I don't know.
- I mean, it kinda looks like a Filson.
I really like them short jackets like that.
They look hot on a girl?
You know what I think looks hot,
when a girl wears a jacket like it's a shirt,
like, nothing underneath, just a jacket.
I think that's sexy.
If you think about it, it's sexy
when men wear exactly what they're supposed to wear,
but for girls, it's sexy to wear
what you're not supposed to wear.
I don't know, I wonder why that is.
I guess it's the taboo of it.
Oh, shit, these are Kerry Kelley spurs.
Hoo, I bet these sons of bitches sing
all the way down the barn alley.
God damn.
You need to get you some of these.
- How much are they?
- [Mia] They're, like, $1,000.
- $1,000.
(chuckles)
- Hey, cool shit ain't cheap,
and cheap shit ain't cool, okay?
Some Kerry Kelley spurs and a Pedro Pedrini saddle,
you may not be a cowboy,
but by god, you'll look like one.
Hey, if y'all were on a desert island,
and could only listen to one song
for the rest of your life, what would it be?
And remember, that son of a bitch is gonna play
24/7 from the heavens like a fuckin' rainstorm.
I would choose "Turtles All the Way Down"
by Sturgill Simpson personally.
Man, I would lay buck ass naked on the sand,
listen to that song, pray the rescue boat never finds me.
You know that song, Rip?
- Hm, what song?
- "Turtles All the Way Down."
Let me play it for you.
You're gonna love it.
- Yes, Mia, you know what?
Put on some music.
Wouldn't that be nice, Jimmy?
Some music would be nice, wouldn't it?
- I swear, you're gonna love it.
- Right.
♪ I've seen Jesus play with flames ♪
♪ In a lake of fire ♪
♪ I was standing in ♪
Hey, come here, come here.
When we get back to the ranch,
I'm gonna kill you with my bare fuckin' hands, Jimmy.
I'm-a kill you for this.
(Jimmy sighs)
♪ Met Buddha yet another time ♪
♪ Showed me a glowing light within ♪
(music)