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haul a tent up there

when we already have

a perfectly good hut?

I..

I don't want to sleep all

squashed up next to you..

In a smelly Sheepman's hut.

You just think what

you'll tell those kids

back in briar Meadow.

Hm?

How primal you'll feel

knowing you came home

from a good kill.

I don't want to kill a moose.

It's an old Sheepman's hut

and it's near

where we're going to hunt

and I can fix it up

dry and warm and good.

I thought you might like that.

I thought it might be

more fun than a tent.

But we don't have

to do it, alright?

We can drive back to town

and buy a tent

or I can drive you back

to the cabin

and we can hunt birds.

Whatever you want to do.

Or I can put you

right back on a plane.

One leaves every single day.

No, I..

Want to.

Are you sure?

No. I just..

Just want to.

Oh! Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa.

- You alright?

- Yeah, I'm fine.

- You okay?

- Yeah.

Who made this trail

anyway? The Sheepman?

No, deer and elk.

They know the shortest way

between the seasons.

I thought you said the

moose were above the hut.

At the top.

We have to be careful now.

We may scare up a bear.

- A bear?

- Yeah.

Dad, you didn't

say anything about a bear.

Yeah, there's no need

to worry. Okay?

You don't have to

be faster than sir bear.

Just faster than your old man.

Come on.

Come on.

I don't think I am faster

than my old man.

You're stronger than you know.

I know.

I was you once.

Yeah, well.

I lose every race

at school, so..

Well, they don't have

actual bears

out in Briarwood, Texas,

now, do they?

No.

I'll put myself

between you and any bear.

I promise.

So what's the story

with the Sheepmen?

Spaniards from near

the border with France.

They weren't wanted there

so they migrated here in clans.

Kept to themselves.

Were quick with knives.

Sometimes you can still

find their sardine cans

and snuff boxes.

This was some kind of

wild out here back then.

Back then?

Here's to the Sheepman.

So far from home.

Red Fescue.

Crusted wheat grass.

Cotton woods.

Killdeer.

Choke cherry.

Kingfisher.

Buffaloberry.

Your grandfather always

let me be fire master.

He brought me up on this

mountain when I was 14.

Well, that was the last year

he hunted big game..

First time I tasted whiskey.

You want some?

No. No.

And I was the same age as you.

Did you know he was

50 years older than me?

And I'm almost

30 years older than you.

And someday you'll have a son

and you'll be

30 years older than him..

And you'll want

so badly for him to know

who you are that you could cry.

You know?

What do you know, David?

What do you really know?

Um..

Nothing much, I guess.

Nothing much, I guess.

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