Look like he’s a cutest thing.
[as Ramsey fusses Spot]
He likes you.
Nash [laughs]
Imagine that, Ramsey. [leaning towards her] Even with your stinky face!
Nash! Boundaries! This is my personal bubble.
Nash Nah, that ain't your bubble. THIS is your bubble...! [they start wrestling]
Nash, get outta your sister's bubble.
We ain't got time for babysitting. We've got longhorns to round up.
[to Arlo]
My genius brother lost our whole herd in one day.
Nash I did not lose them, Ramsey! How many times have I gotta tell you this? They just wandered off!
And we've still gotta find them. We can't help ya, kid.
Butch, how'd you get your scar?
I don't know if you're ready for that story.
Nash Oh yeah, you gotta tell him pa!
[clears his throat]
It was 100 degrees in the shade. I walked for five days with no water... Then I saw it - a pretty pond. I bent down to take a drink, when these crocs launched out of the water! One croc bit me on the face; ain't no way I wasn't its supper! Except for one thing... I wasn't ready for dyin' that day. I bit one croc in half, tail-whipped the other, and the last one... well, [deeper voice] I drowned that croc in my own blood.
Nash [shivering]
Ooh, look, look! Gives me the little goosies every time!
I love that story! Show him your souvenir!
[Butch opens his mouth, revealing a crocodile's tooth embedded between his teeth]
Ain't that just too good?!
Nash Can I touch it this time?
[laughs slightly]
You guys would have liked my poppa. He wasn't scared of anything. I'm done being scared. [sighs]
And I was scared doin' it. If you ain't scared of a croc bitin' you on the face, you ain't alive. Listen, kid, you can't get rid of fear. It's like Mother Nature; you can't beat her or outrun her, but you can get through it. You can find out what you're made of.
[Butch's speech hits Arlo, who then sees snowflakes drifting down]
The first snow.
And I got to get home to Momma.
Nash We'll get you to that watering hole.
A deal's a deal. At first light, we ride.