Easy Rider: The Ride Back

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My name is Morgan Williams.

I had a brother, Wyatt.

He had this nickname:

Captain America.

Day after Mardi Gras, 1969,

Wyatt and his

best friend, Billy,

were riding their bikes

heading for Florida.

The sky was crystal blue,

just like 911.

Wyatt died that day, the

victim of hatred and prejudice,

at the hands of those

whose greatest fear is freedom,

whether in the form of a nation

or a single individual.

Finally making the ride back

after 40 years.

Time to face

the ghosts of the past.

And all because

little sister Shane...

showed up at my island

off the coast of Mexico.

If there's one thing I hate in

life, it's f***ing surprises.

Well, I see some things

never change.

No, I guess not.

Here you are again,

uninvited and unannounced.

What brings you

all this way?

I forgot how beautiful

it is up here.

I was looking around

thinking no man's an island,

but you just keep giving it

your best shot, don't you?

You didn't

answer my question.

Wow.

Look at your collection.

Pretty cool sh*t, huh?

It's amazing. You really should

market this in the States.

You know better than

anybody... one of a kind.

Oh, wow.

I love this.

Take it.

It's yours.

I couldn't do that.

No, take it.

Stop.

I saw Paulina by the pool.

She looked like a goddess

floating there.

I didn't want to disturb her, but I cannot

wait to spend time with her and the girls.

Think they still

remember you?

Oh, you can sit up here like the

king of your castle and chastise me,

but I don't remember you ever coming to

see Cody and I in... I don't know... never.

Hey, you know why.

Whose fault is that?

You know what I think?

I think you ought to take a

hit of this and loosen up a bit.

I'd rather have a drink.

Cool jackets.

Yeah, this is

my scarlet cross jacket,

and that's the jacket

I made for Wyatt.

How did it get here?

I brought it back

with his belt...

and what was left of the motorcycle

that Virgil built for him...

after we identified

his body.

Virgil and I weren't

that close growing up.

Way too much

the boy scout.

Wyatt... He was my idol. You

should have seen him ride.

After Wyatt's murder, Virgil

and I got majorly tight.

He was just here a couple

of weeks ago with Wes Coast.

Wes Coast was here?

Yeah. Wes was here.

Can't believe it.

I hear you're going out

on the circuit.

Baby, I got to finish this

bike or my dad's gonna kill me.

I need to know.

We need to talk about this.

You wanna talk about it?

You need to know? Yeah.

Mmm. Mmm!

How is he?

Crazy as ever.

Said you and he were an

item once upon a time.

That was a long time ago.

Forgot something?

I wish

Shane had ended up with Wes...

instead of that rich a**hole

she married.

I'd probably see

a lot more of her.

El Seor Torre is expecting

you. I can take you there.

Old friend.

Morgan, mi amigo.

Quieres un poco? No, no. Not my thing.

Bastian, if you please. Yes, sir.

What's this?

- Don't you recognize it?

- Oh, I recognize it.

Just should have been

a lot bigger. That's all.

Oh, come on, Morgan.

Take it easy.

Ooh!

Wow! Oh! Looks

like I missed something.

Yes, you did.

I guess I missed something

too. How's your friend?

Uh, not so well tonight.

Well, then I guess I don't

have to ask what's in here.

Jesus, Morgan. How much

is in here? Not enough.

Shane, it's only pot.

Only thing I've ever done.

Only thing I'm ever gonna do.

When are you gonna grow up?

If I'm lucky, never.

Uh, nothing else. Hold

the table. We'll be back.

Let's take a walk.

Shane

was freaked that I was dealing.

And to make matters worse, she

thought Wyatt died over drugs.

But I got her

straightened out on that...

and some other

family history too.

Yeah, well, you know, you

were too young to remember it,

but after Mama died,

we were all lost.

And Wyatt...

He tried to find himself

by splitting to L.A.

Did a lot of crazy sh*t

out there.

Like what?

Well, like stunt riding

in the movies.

An Evel Knievel carny act.

There was a new breed

out there back then...

snorting coke,

smoking dope.

And Wyatt decided, well, maybe

he'll help supply the demand...

and he started

dealing drugs.

First he was

dealing pot for me,

but then he wanted to make the big

score... cocaine, early retirement.

So I hooked him up

with a guy down in Ensenada.

He did the deal. But, of course,

he didn't live to enjoy it.

Thank God Daddy

doesn't know any of this,

because I don't think

he could bear to have...

What? Two sons like me? Is

that what you were gonna say?

That's what you were gonna say,

wasn't it? No. That's not what I meant.

Well, it is what you meant,

and that's okay,

'cause I got really good at keeping this

family's dirty little secrets in check.

And only Virgil and me

know about this.

Oh! Numbs the pain, now, doesn't it?

You know Daddy's

living with us now,

and I'm throwing him a little

surprise birthday party.

Of course you are.

What? You always have a

hidden agenda, don't you?

Haven't heard from you since

Francesca was born, and here you are.

Morgan, Daddy isn't gonna

be around much longer.

This has to stop.

You need to be there.

The last thing he wants to see

after all this time is my ass.

Why do you two still hate each

other after all these years?

It's ridiculous.

'Cause maybe, Shane, hate

isn't the opposite of love.

It's the frustration

of love.

Can't you just make the first

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