John: I guess everyone thinks I'm the dumbest man in the valley. You can hold her damn hand, Rip.
Beth: Thank you, daddy.
John [mumbles]: As if something can happen on the ranch that I don't know about. Jesus Christ.
Jamie: Eighty years ago, we coulda hung 'em from a tree. But today, this is the best I can offer. I can promise this, they're never gettin' arraigned.
Father: You should run for governor.
Jamie: Let's just focus on today.
Father: You did that for me?
Jamie: I did that for every father that would be sacrificing their family if they did it.
Rip: You now, when you boil life down, it's funny just how little you need, isn't it?
Beth: Shame that in a few more generations this won't exist.
Rip: [chuckles] People have been saying that for a hundred years, Beth. I mean, they thought that barbed wire was going to ruin the frontier. There it is. The frontier is all around us.
Beth: It's not frontier, Rip.
Rip: Well, you can call it what you want, but that's what it is.
Father: Between you and me? The time will come when you need a favor. I can't wait to give it.
Jamie: I might ask for it.
Jimmy: You ever have a girl look at you and your whole world just stops?
Lloyd: Every Saturday night. Now come on; focus!
Lynelle: I'll make you a deal.
Lynelle: I'll give you the solution tonight and the problem tomorrow. You agree to the solution, and we can play teenager for the remainder of the night.
John: Alright. What's the solution?
Lynelle: I appoint Jamie interim Attorney General and Jamie appoints a person of your choosing to run the livestock commission.
Lynelle: Is what I'm proposing best for the state? I don't know. Is it best for you? Yes. Is it best for the people in this valley? I think so. In my heart, I think it is.
John: And we do all this with what goal in mind?
Lynelle: To negotiate an acceptable surrender.
John: What are we surrendering?
I'm feelin' a little sentimental, grandson; I'd like to see that little elk live. What do you say we tip the scales in his favor?John
Tate: Well, if ranching is so hard, why do we do it?
John: Because it's one hell of a life, Tate. One hell of a life.
Lynelle: That's a seven-generation ranch. He'll never sell.
Ellis: Then you'll invoke eminent domain.
Lynelle: It's been attempted. He beat it.
Ellis: Um-hm. For a 300-unit apartment complex. That was a land grab. Did a seven generations ranchers infuse $6 billion into the economy? That's progress, governor, and progress has a price.
Rip: See ya soon.
Rip: We're well past playin' hard to get, don't you think, Beth?
Beth: You and me? We're never past playin' hard to get, baby.
Rip: Hey! You! Where'd you learn to cowboy?
Girl: Man, I've been fuckin' ballin' and draggin' since I've been able to piss up a rope.
Rip: That ain't Spanish. She's Texan.
Lloyd: That ain't Texan, that's jibberish.
Rip: What in the fuck are you doin' now?
Beth: In 35 years, I have never been alone on this ranch. We're all alone, Rip. We can do whatever we want.
Rip: Baby, you've been doin' whatever you want your whole damn life.
Beth: But no one can see us. We can take off all our clothes. We can go run naked through the field. No one will know about it.
Rip: I'll tell you what. Why don't you run buck ass naked through that field, and I'll sit her in my jeans and watch you do it. What do you say?
Beth: Is there anything you've ever wanted to do, but you didn't do because everybody would watch you and question you and not doing it is in spite of them. But it's about something else, and the moment you imagined is not the moment that you were living? Does that make sense to you?