BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN
Shit !
If you pair deuces
lookin' for work, I suggest
you get your scrawny asses
in here pronto !
Up on Brokeback, that Forest Service got
designated campsites on the allotments.
Them camps goin' a be 3 or 4 miles
from where we pasture the woolies.
Bad predatory loss if there's
nobody lookin' after 'em at night.
Now what I want is a camp tender to stay
in the main camp, what forest service says.
But the herder, he's goin' a pitch
a pup tent on the Q.T. with the sheep.
And he's goin' a sleep there.
You eat your supper and breakfast in camp.
But you sleep with the sheep.
Hundred percent.
No fire, don't leave no sign.
You roll up that tent every mornin'
case Forest Service snoops around.
Yeah?
No.
No !
Not on your fuckin' life !
You got your dogs, your 30/30.
You sleep there !
Last summer I had goddamn nearly 25% loss.
I don't want that again !
You !
Friday's at noon, be down at the
bridge with your grocery list and mules.
Somebody with supplies
will be there in a pickup.
Tomorrow mornin' we'll
truck you up to the jump-off.
- Jack Twist.
- Ennis.
- Your folks just stop at Ennis?
- Del Mar. . .
Nice to know you, Ennis Del Mar.
It's my second year up here.
Last year one storm the
lightnin' kilt 42 sheep.
I thought I'd asphyxiate
from the smell.
Aguirre got all over my ass, like
I was s'posed to control the weather.
But. . .
Beats workin' for my ol' man.
Can't please my old man, no way.
That's why I took to rodeoin'.
Do you ever rodeo?
You know. . .I mean, once in awhile. . .
When I got the entry fee in my pocket.
- Are you from ranch people?
- Yeah, I was. . .
Your folks run you off?
No, they run themselves off. . .
There was, uh. . .one curve in the road
in 43 miles, and they miss it !
So uh, the bank took the ranch, and
brother and sister,
they raised me mostly. . .
Shit, that's hard.
Could I? Here. . .
Everythin's great.
Whatever you ask for, you get.
Only thing, don't never order soup.
Them soup boxes are hard to pack.
Well, I don't eat soup.
Well, watch it there. That
horse has a low startle point !
I doubt that there's a
filly that can throw me.
Let's get, 'less you wanna sit
around and tie knots all day !
Oh shit. . . can't wait
'til I get my own spread
and I won't have to put up
with Joe Aguirre's crap no more.
And I'm savin' for a place
myself. . .uh. . .
Alma and me we'll be gettin' married
when I come down off this mountain.
Shoot, that sleep with the
sheep, no fire bullshit?
Aguirre got no right makin' us
do somethin' against the rules. . .
No more beans !
Dammit !
Shit !
Somethin' wrong?
Yes, why didn't we get the
powdered milk 'n the spuds?
It's all we got. . .
Well. . .well, here's next weeks.
- Thought you didn't eat soup?
- Yeah, I'm sick of beans !
Too early in the summer
to be sick of beans. . .
C'mon !
C'mon ! C'mon !
Whoa !
Hold it !
Whoa, whoa !
Shit !
Whoa !
Come back here !
Whoa there whoa !
Fuck it !
Dirty bastards !
Where the hell you been?
Been up with the sheep all day
and get down here
hungry as hell and
all I find is beans !
What in the hell happened, Ennis?
I come on a bear, is what happened !
Goddamn horse spooked,
and them mules took off and
scattered food everywhere !
Beans is about all we got left. . .
Got a whiskey or somethin'?
Dumbass mule !
Oh yeah. . . Goddamn !
Lemme see.
Shit !
Well, we got a do somethin'
'bout this food situation. . .
Maybe I'll shoot one of the sheep.
Yeah, and what if Aguirre finds out, huh?
We're supposed to guard
the sheep, not eat 'em !
What's the matter with you?
There's a thousand of 'em.
I'll stick with beans. . .
Well, I won't.
Ooooeee !
Yeah !
Was gettin' tired a your
dumbass missin' !
Let's get a move on. Don't want the
'Game & Fish' to catch us with no elk.
I'm commutin' 4 hours a day.
I come in for breakfast,
I go back to the sheep. . .
Evenin' get 'em bedded down.
Come in for supper.
Go back to the sheep.
Spend half the night
checkin' for damn coyotes !
Aguirre got no right a make me do this !
You want a switch? I wouldn't
mind sleepin' out there.
That ain't the point. The point is
we both ought a be in this camp.
The goddamn pup tent
smells like cat piss or worse !
Wouldn't mind bein' out there.
Well, I'm happy to switch with you but,
I warn you, I can't cook worth a damn.
And I am pretty good with
a can opener, though. . .
Hmm, you can't be no worse than me, then.
Here ya go !
- Won't get much sleep, tell you that. . .
- Yeah? C'mon !
Shot a coyote up there.
Was a big son of a bitch.
Balls on him size a apples.
He look like he could eat himself a camel.
You want some of this hot water?
It's all yours !
I don't rodeo much myself.
What's the point of ridin' some
piece of stock for 8 seconds?
Money's a good point !
Hmm, true enough. . .
if you don't get stomped winnin' it, huh?
Well, my ol' man. . .he's a bullrider.
Thank you.
Pretty well known, in his day. . .
Though he kept his secrets
to himself and. . .
never taught me a thing. . .
never once come to see me ride.
Your brother and sister do right by you?
They did the best they could
after my folks was gone,
considerin' they didn't leave us
nothin' but 24 dollars in a coffee can. . .
I got me a year a high school,
before the transmission
went on the pickup. . .
And then, my sis left,
married a roughneck,
moved to Casper. . .
and me and my brother, we. . .
we went and got ourselves
some work at a ranch
up near Worland.
'till I was 19, then he got married. . .
And, uh. . .
No more room for me !
That's how come, uh. . .
me end up here !
What?
Friend, that's more word than
you've spoke in the last two weeks.
Hell, that's the most
that I've spoke in a year !
And my dad. . .he was a fine roper.
He didn't rodeo much though, he
thought rodeo cowboys was all fuck-ups.
The hell they are !
Hmm, well. . .
Yee-haaaw !
There he goes !
The bird has got ya !
Wavin' at the girls in the stands !
He's kickin' me a high heaven !
Me no Jack poor, me no. . .
I'd say, my daddy was right !
Tent don't look right.
Well, it ain't goin' nowhere, let it be !
That harmonica don't
sound quite right, either !
That's 'cause it got kinda
flattened when that mare threw me.
Oh yeah? I thought you said
that mare couldn't throw you?
Eh. . . she got lucky !
Yeah, well if I got lucky, that
harmonica would a broke in two !
"I KNOW I SHALL MEET YOU
ON THAT FINAL DAY"
"WATER WALKIN' JESUS
TAKE ME AWAY !"
very good !
- My mama. . .she believes in the Pentecost.
- Oh yeah?
What exactly is the Pentecost?
I mean. . .
My folks they was Methodist. . .
The Pentecost. . .I don't know. I
don't know what the Pentecost is. . .
Mama never explained it to me.
I guess it's. . .
when the world ends and, fellas like
you and me, we march off to Hell. . .
Speak for yourself !
You may be a sinner, but I
ain't yet had the opportunity !
Hmmm !
Thank you.
Shit !
Well, I'm goin' a go
up to the sheep now. . .
Give'em hell !
I reckon it's damn. . .
It's too late to go out a them sheep.
You got an extra blanket?
I'll just roll up out here. . .
grab 'forty-winks', and. . .
I'll ride out at first light. . .
You'll freeze your ass off
when that fire dies down.
- Oh, that's good.
- You're better off sleepin' in the tent !
All right.
Ennis !
- What?
- Just quit your hammerin' and get in here !
What ya doin' ?
Fuck me !
Fuck. . .
Me !
See you for supper.
It's a one shot thing
we got goin' on here. . .
It's nobody's business but ours. . .
You know I ain't queer.
Me neither.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
It's all right. . .
Twist, your uncle Harold's
in the hospital with pneumonia.
Docs don't expect he'll make it.
Your ma sent me to tell you, so, here I am.
Bad news.
There ain't nothin' I can do
about it up here, I guess. . .
There's not much you can do
about it down there, neither.
Not unless you can cure pneumonia.
Jesus !
Them sheep'll drift if I don't
get back up there tonight !
You'll get pitched off your
mount in a storm like this !
I wish you hadn't tried !
- Keep calm !
- Hold it up !
I mean, what we supposed to do now, huh?
Get on in there, and. . .
untangle them Chilean
sheep out a ours, I guess. . .
Aguirre's !
Shit !
Christ, half the goddamn
paint brands are wore off !
We got a try, the least we can do
is get the count right for Aguirre !
- Fuck Aguirre ! !
- Oh yeah, fuck Aguirre. . .
And what if we need a work for
him again, huh? Think of that?
We got a stick this out, Jack !
You'll run the sheep off again,
if you don't quiet down.
What you doin' ?
Aguirre came by again. . .
Says my uncle didn't die after all. . .
- Says bring 'em down.
- Bring 'em down? Why?
It's in the middle of August !
Says there's a storm comin',
movin' in from the Pacific.
Worse than this one.
Well, that snow barely stuck an hour, huh?
Besides, that son of a bitch she's
cutting us out a whole month's pay.
That ain't right !
Well. . . I can spare you a loan bud,
if you're short on cash. . .
give it to you when we get to Signal. . .
- I don't need your money, huh?
Y'know, I ain't in the poorhouse !
Shit !
All right. . .
Time to get goin', cowboy.
Hey !
This ain't no rodeo, cowboy !
Ennis.
Ennis. . .Ennis. . .
Come here. . . You're okay.
You're okay. . .
Shhhh, shhhh. . . !
Some a these never went up there with you.
The count ain't what
I'd hoped for neither.
You ranch stiffs. . .
you ain't never no good.
You wanna give it some gas?
I can't believe I left my
damn shirt up there. . .
Yeah. . .
- You goin' a do this again next summer?
- Oh, maybe not.
Like I said, me and Alma is
gettin' married in November. . .
So, uh. . .
I'll try to get somethin'
on a ranch, I guess.
You?
I might go up to my daddy's place and. . .
give 'em a hand through the winter.
I might be back. . .
if the army don't get me.
Well, I guess I'll see you 'round, huh?
Right.
What the fuck are you lookin' at ?!
Huh ?!
And forgive us our
trespasses as we forgive those
who trespass against us.
Lead us not into temptation
but deliver us from evil.
For thine is the Kingdom,
the Power and the Glory.
Forever. Amen.
Under the powers vested in me,
I now pronounce you man and wife.
You may kiss the bride,
and if you don't, I will !
You all right?
Stop !
No, please don't !
My ol' lady's tryin' to
get me to quit this job,
she says I'm gettin' too old to be
breakin' my back shovelin' asphalt.
I told her strong backs and
weak minds runs in my family !
Didn't think that was too funny !
I told her, it keeps me fit.
Yeah ?
Now look what the wind blew in. . .
Howdy, Mr. Aguirre. Wonderin' if
you was needin' any help this summer?
You're wastin' your time here. . .
You ain't got nothin'?
Nothin' up on Brokeback?
I ain't got no work for YOU. . .
Now, Ennis Del Mar
ain't been around, has he?
You boy's sure found a way to
make the time pass up there. . .
Twist. . .
you guys wasn't gettin' paid to
leave the dogs baby-sit the sheep
while you 'stemmed the rose'. . .
Now get the hell out a my trailer !
How're you girls doin' ?
We're all right. . .
Jenny's still got a runny nose. . .
Ennis, could you wipe Alma Jr.'s nose?
If I had 3 hands, I could !
Come here, come here. . .
- Girls all right?
- Yeah. . .
Jenny's still got her
cough and her runny nose. . .
I'd like to take the girls into town next
weekend, and get 'em an ice cream. . .
or somethin'. . .
Can we move to town?
I'm tired of these lonesome ol' ranches.
No one for Alma Jr. to play with. . .
Besides, I'm scared for Jenny.
I'm scared she has
another one of them
bad asthma spells.
No, rent in town is too high. . .
There's a cheap place in
Riverton over the laundrymat,
and I bet I could fix it up real nice. . .
I bet you could fix this place
up real nice, if you wanted to. . .
- Ennis?
- Hmmm?
I know you'd like it too.
A real home. . .
A lot of kids
for our girls to play with. . .
And not so lonely like you were raised. . .
You don't want 'em to be
so lonely, do you?
Hey. . .
Come here.
It's not so lonely now, is it?
Hmm?
- Are you sure the girls are asleep?
- Yeah.
Come here.
Let'er rip 'n snort, boys !
Jack Twist, hangin' on for dear life !
Whoa ! Down he goes !
Watch out there, fella !
That's all for ya !
Send in the clowns !
- Ok ! - Shit!
- Fine ride by Mr. Twist. . .4 seconds !
Give 'em a hand, folks !
Our very own rodeo clowns !
Give us a beer, bud.
I'd like to buy Jimbo here a beer.
Best damn rodeo clown I ever worked with !
No thanks, cowboy. . .
If I was to let every rodeo
hand I pulled a bull off,
buy me liquor, I'd been an. . .
alcoholic long ago !
Pullin' bulls off you
buckeroos is just my job.
So save your money for
your next entry fee, cowboy.
You ever tried calf-ropin' ?
Do I look like I could afford
a fuckin' ropin' horse?!
Shouldn't we move a little closer?
No, c'mon, don't start,
Jenny will get scared.
Whooeee !
Look a this crowd !
There goin' a be alot of pussy on
the hump in a crowd like this !
All swelled up with patriotic feeling,
and ready to be humpin' like a frog !
So where do you figure the most
pussy's at, Las v egas or California?
Sweetheart. . .
You make me choose between Montana
or Wyoming, I'd take Wyoming. . .
Hey ! You might wanna keep it down.
I got two little girls here.
FUCK YOU !
Asshole. He's probably just givin'
it to his wife after he gets. . .
Ennis, just leave 'em alone.
Let's just move, ok? Ennis !
Now, I don't want any
troubles from you,
you need to shut your
slop-bucket mouths, you hear me?
- You ought a listen to your ol' lady, then.
- Is that right?
and move somewheres else.
What about it? You wanna lose
about half your fuckin' teeth, huh?!
Not tonight, bud.
I'd sure rather not. . .
It's okay, it's okay. . .
Here she comes, ladies and
gentlemen, oh boy, look at her fly !
It's Lureen Newsome from
right here in Childress, Texas !
C'mon folks, she's one a yours,
let's give her a big hand !
She's clearin' on two !
She's around three !
C'mon folks !
Help 'er home ! C'mon ! C'mon !
And the time is. . .
For Cheyenne Harper from Cody, Wyoming !
C'mon girl !
Ma'am. . .
Next up is an up-and-commer !
Jack Twist, from all the way out in
Lightnin' Flat, Wyoming !
He's runnin' for Sleepy Today !
Let's hope he's NOT !
Okay, there they go !
C'mon, lick 'er sleepy cowboy !
He's grumpy today, folks !
C'mon ! And spinnin' and
spinnin' and. . . Oh boy!
Good ride, cowboy !
Well, let's see what the judges say.
Now surely folks, that sure looked
like the winnin' ride to me !
You know that girl?
I sure do. . . Lureen Newsome.
Her dad sells farm equipment.
I mean, BI G farm equipment !
Hundred thousand dollar tractors,
shit like that. . .
What're you waitin' for,
cowboy? A 'mating call'?
"No one's gonna love you like me..."
"No one else, can't you see?"
"No one's gonna love you like me..."
"No one...No one..."
"No one else, can't you see?"
"No one's gonna love you like me..."
"No one...No one !"
"I know sometimes you felt so lonely..."
"I know you felt so sad and blue..."
Wait, hold on !
You don't think I'm too fast, do you?
Maybe we should put the 'brakes' on?
Fast or slow, I just like
the direction you're goin' !
You ARE in a hurry !
My daddy's in a hurry, I'm supposed
to be at home with the car by midnight.
-Hi Monroe. -Hi En.
-Uh, is Alma here?
- Uh yes, she's in the condiments aisle.
- The what?
Uh, ketchup.
Thanks !
Yeah, 'scuse me.
Hi honey ! What y'all doin' here?
Uh. .Big hurry.
My boss called and uh. . .
well, he wants me
to go out to the ranch.
I guess all the heifers must have
decided to calve at the same time.
I figured I could drop
the girls off with you. . .
Ennis, well, I got a million
things I got a do here before
I can leave. I don't get
off for another 3 hours.
- Mama, I need crayons. . .
- Not now, Alma.
Ennis, please, you promised
you'd take them tonight !
Honey, I can't afford not to
be there when the heifers calve.
- I rather be at my job, if I lose my job.
- What about my job?
Ok. All right. I'll call my sister.
I'll see if she can take 'em.
All right. All right.
You be a good girl for your mama, all right?
Uh. . .
I'll be half the night, will bring home
some round steak if I can think of it.
It's okay, come here. . .
Oh, oh, Jenny ! !
Oh boy, okay. . .
- Monroe, I'm so sorry !
- Well, it's ok, it's ok, Alma.
I'll clean this up just as soon as I
call my sister to come get the girls.
Really, Alma, it's ok.
I'll get it.
- Alma, come with me.
- Watch your feet.
Alma !
- Oh, it's just like my hand !
- Honey, I got a surprise for you !
Hi !
Got 2 whole boxes of farm milk for you.
- 120 kilos.
- A 120?
Dear, where did you put 'em?
Oh hell. . .back seat of
the car, where I left them.
'Rodeo' can get 'em !
See? I can already see
what little Bobby looks like.
Good job li'l girl, he's a
spittin' image of his grandpa !
Isn't he just a spittin'
image of his grandpa?
Yeah !
Look at those eyes !
Hi.
Hi honey.
Hey, Ennis, do you know
somebody name a Jack?
Maybe, but why?
You got a postcard.
It come 'General Delivery'.
[Friend, this letter is long over
due. Coming through on the 24th.]
[Drop me a line say if your there.
-Jack.]
Is he someone you cowboy'ed with, or what?
No, Jack he rodeos mostly. . .
We was fishing buddies.
[You bet.]
[To : Jack Twist]
Maybe we could get a babysitter?
- Hmm? - Take your friend
to the 'Knife and Fork'?
No, Jack ain't the restaurant type.
We'll more likely just
go out and get drunk. . .
See if he shows. . .
Ok, will you take one more bite,
and then you're finished with dinner?
There, that's a good bite.
All right, you're excused !
Please?
Jack Fuckin' Twist !
Sonofabitch !
Come over here.
Hey. . .
Come here. . .
Alma, this is uh,
Jack Twist.
And Jack, this is my wife, Alma.
- Howdy !
- Hello.
- Oh, you got a kid?
- Yeah, I got two little girls.
- Alma Jr. and Jenny.
- I got a boy.
Yeah?
- 8 months old.
- Well. . .
Smiles alot.
I married the prettiest li'l
gal in Childress, Texas. . .Lureen.
Me and Jack, we're goin' a head
out and get ourselves a drink. Yeah. . .
- Sure enough.
- Pleased to meet you, ma'am.
We might not get back tonight, when we
get up to drinkin' and talkin' and all. . .
Ennis?
Would you get me a pack of smokes?
If you need smokes Alma
they're in the top pocket of
the blue shirt there in the bedroom. . .
- FOUR YEARS, damn !
- Yeah, four years. . .
- Didn't think I'd hear from you again. . .
- Nah. . .
I figured you were sore from that punch. . .
Well, I made sure I drove
back up to Brokeback,
talked to Aguirre 'bout a job, and
he told me you hadn't been back, so I left.
Went down to Texas for Rodeoin'.
's How I met Lureen. . .
Made two thousand dollars that
year, before I'd nearly starved.
Lureen's ol' man makes serious money.
Farm machine business.
'Course, he hates my guts. . .
so. . .
- The army didn't get you?
- No, too busted up.
-That rodeo ain't what it was
in my daddy's day's. . . - No.
- I got out while I could still walk !
- Hmm.
I swear to God, I didn't know we
was goin' a get into this again. . .
Aw, yes I did ! I red-lined it all
the way, I couldn't get here fast enough !
What about you?
Me?
Uh, I dunno. . .
Brokeback got us good, don't it?
Ohhh. . . !
What're we goin' a do now?
Well, I doubt there's nothin' we can do. . .
So, I'm stuck with what I got here. . .
And makin' a livin' is about
all I got time for now. . .
Hey !
Well, me and Jack's headin' up
the mountain for a day or two. . .
Do ourselves a little fishin'. . .
You know, your friend could come
inside and have a cup of coffee?
Uh, he's from Texas.
Texans don't drink coffee?
You sure that foreman
won't fire you for takin' off?
Y'know that foreman. . .he owes
me, I worked through a blizzard
last Christmas, you remember that?
Besides, I'll only be a couple of days. . .
Bring fish daddy, bring big ones !
Come here.
See you Sunday, at the latest.
I'm starvin', wanna
get somethin' to eat?
Yep !
Last one in !
There anything interestin'
up there in Heaven?
I was just signin' up
for a 'Prayer of Thanks'.
For what?
For you forgettin' to
bring that harmonica !
I'm enjoyin' my peace and quiet.
You know, it could be like
this. . .just like this. . .always. . .
Yeah? How you figure that?
What if you and me had a little
ranch somewhere? A little. . .
. . .'Cow-and-Calf' operation. . .
It'd be a sweet life. . .
And hell, Lureen's ol' man, you bet he'd
give me down payment to get lost. . .
I mean, he more or less already said it !
You know I. . .
. . .I told you.
It ain't goin' a be that way. . .
You know you. . .
You got your wife and baby in Texas,
and. . .
You know, I got my life in Riverton.
Is that so?
You and Alma, that's a life?
Now you shut up about Alma,
this ain't her fault !
The bottom line is:
We're around each other and. . .
and this thing grabs hold of us again. . .
in the wrong place. . .
. . .in the wrong time. . .
and we're dead !
I tell you, there. . .
there were these two ol'
guys ranched up together. . .
down home. . .
Earl and Rich. . .
And they was the joke a town, even
though they were pretty tough ol' birds.
Anyway, they found Earl dead. . .
in a irrigation ditch.
They'd took a tire iron to him,
and spurred him up,
and drug him 'round by
his dick 'till it pulled off.
- You seen this?
- Yeah, I was about 9 years old.
My daddy, he made sure
me and my brother seen it.
Hell, for all I know, he'd done the job.
Two guys livin' together?
No way !
You know, we can get together,
once in awhile,
way the hell out in the
middle of nowhere, but. . .
Once in awhile?
Ever' four fuckin' years?!
It's like:
If you can't fix it Jack,
you got a stand it !
For how long?
As long as we can ride it. . .
There ain't no reins on this one. . .
Well, it's nearly suppertime.
Where the hell d' ya think you're goin'?
To work !
Yeah? Well, I thought you had the day off ?
Well, you thought wrong !
- The girls need to be fed.
- Well, you take care of it !
Alma.
Alma !
- Supper's on the stove !
- No one's eatin' unless you're servin' it !
I promised I'd take the extra shift !
Fuckin' tell 'em you made a mistake then !
Goddammit, Alma !
Alma !
- You girls need a push or somethin'?
- No.
Listen to her purr, gentlemen !
You ain't goin' a get that with yer caddy !
I told you what she could
do, now let me show you. . .
Say, didn't that piss-ant
used to ride the bulls?
He used to try. . .
[Ennis, See you in a couple weeks
fish should be jumping. Jack]
Honey. . .
Have you seen my blue parka?
Um, last time I seen it you was in it. . .
Day we had that big ass storm.
Well, I could've sworn I'd seen it in here.
You know, you been goin'
up to Wyoming all these years.
why can't your buddy come
down here to Texas and fish?
'Cause the Bighorn Mountains ain't in Texas.
And, I don't think his pickup
can make it down here anyway. . .
New model comin' in this week, remember?
You're the best combine salesman we got !
You're the only
combine salesman, in fact. . .
Yeah, well, I'll be back in a week,
that is unless I freeze to death. And
I'll freeze if I don't find that parka !
Well, I don't have the goddamn parka !
You know, you're worse than Bobby
when it comes to losin' stuff.
Oh, speakin' a Bobby, did you call
the school 'bout gettin' him a tutor?
- I thought you were going to call?
- I complain too much.
-That teacher don't like me.
- Right. - Now it's your turn.
Ok, fine. So I'll just. . .
I'll call later.
All right, fine. Bye !
- I have 14 hours of drivin' ahead of me.
- See, now it don't seem fair !
You goin' up there 2 - 3 times a year,
with him never comin' down here. . .
Ennis, they got an openin'
over at the power company. . .
it might be good pay.
Well, as clumsy as I am, I'd
probably get electrocuted.
Daddy, the church picnic's next weekend.
Will you be back from
fishin' by next weekend?
Please, daddy, please ?!
Well, all right, as long
as I don't have to sing !
Daddy !
You forgettin' somethin'?
You're late !
Look what I brought !
Whoa !
There you go, no hands !
It's all yours now !
Go ! C'mon ! C'mon !
It's Saturday night, you know,
we could still smarten up and
head on over to the church social. . .
That 'fire and brimstone' crowd?
Well, I think it'd be nice. . .
Ennis? As far behind
as we are in the bills. . .
it makes me nervous not
to take no precaution. . .
If you don't want no more of my kids,
I'll be happy to leave you alone. . .
I'd have 'em, if you'd support 'em. . .
Custody of the 2 minor children :
Alma Del Mar Jr. and Jennifer Del Mar,
is awarded to plaintiff.
Defendent is ordered to pay
child support to plaintiff
in the sum of one hundred and
twenty-five dollars per month
for each of the minor children,
until they reach the age of 18 years.
Del Mar divorce granted, this
sixth day of November, 1975.
ENTERING WYOMING
"King of the Road !"
In you go !
What're you doin' here, huh?
Uh, got your message about the divorce.
Come here.
Now this here's Jack.
And Jack, these are my little girls. . .
This is Alma Jr. and Jenny.
Hi !
- Say hi, girls.
- Hi !
I,uh. . . got your card that
the divorce came through.
- Yeah. . .
- So. . .here I am ! !
Had to ask 'bout 10 different people
in Riverton where you had moved to.
I guess. . .I thought
that this means you. . .
Yuh. . .Jack, I. . .
I dunno what to say, uh. . .
See, I got the girls this weekend
and, uh. . .
Pretty tired. I'm sure as hell sorry.
You know I am. . .
See, I only get 'em once a month and I,
I missed last month, so I just. . .
because of the roundup. . .
So, uh. . .
Well.
Yeah, all right. . .
Jack. . .?
And I'll see you next month, then.
"...Just the smile in your eyes,"
"it can light up the night,"
"And your laughter's"
"like winds in my sail..."
" 'Cause I know..."
"a love that will never grow old..."
[TEXAS-MEXICO BORDER]
"Every single time I ask you:"
"When? How? or Where?"
"You always just respond with:"
"Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps..."
Si, senor?
"And so pass the days,"
"Me, always so desperate..."
"And you, always
just answering:"
"Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps..."
"You're losing precious time,"
"just thinking about
what you want the most..."
Ok guys, 'Saddle up' !
Here we go !
Here we are !
Whoa, now, 'Rodeo' !
'The Stud Duck',
do the carvin' around here !
Uh, you bet L.D. I was just uh. . .
savin' you the trouble. . .
Bobby, if you don't eat your dinner,
I'm goin' a have to turn off
that television.
Why mama? I'm goin' a be eatin'
this food for the next two weeks !
Hey, you heard your mama.
When you finish your meal,
and then you can watch the game.
Daddy?
Daddy ! !
Hell, we don't eat with our eyes.
You want your boy to grow up
to be a man, don't you, Dolly?
Eh, boy's should watch football.
Not 'till he finishes eatin' the meal. . .
that his mama took 3 hours fixin' !
NOW YOU SIT DOWN
YOU OL' SON OF A BITCH ! !
This is my house. . .
this is my child. . .
and you are my guest.
Now you sit down before I knock
your ignorant ass in a next week !
Daddy, tell about when you
rode broncs in the rodeo.
Well, it's a short story, honey. It was
only 'bout 3 seconds I was on that bronc.
Um, the next thing I knew, I
was flyin' through the air !
Only I was no angel like you and Jenny here.
I didn't have no wings.
And that's the story of
my saddle bronc career.
There you go !
You ought a get married again, Ennis.
Me and the girls worry 'bout
you bein' alone so much.
Hmm. . .well, once burned. . .
You still go fishin' with Jack Twist?
Not often.
You know, I used to wonder how come
you never brought any trouts home.
You always said you caught plenty and,
you know how me and the girls like fish. . .
So one night I got your
creel case open,
the night before you went on
one of your little trips. . .
Price tag still on it after 5 years. . .
And I tied a note
to the end of the line. . .
It said : ''Hello Ennis,
Bring some fish home.
Love, -Alma.''
And then you come back, lookin' all perky.
And you said you caught a bunch
of browns and you ate them up.
D'ya remember?
I looked in that case, first chance I got,
and there was my note, still tied there !
THAT LINE HADN'T TOUCHED WATER
IN IT'S LIFE !
That don't mean nothin', Alma. . .
Don't try and fool me no more, Ennis !
I know what that means !
- Jack Twist ??
- Alma. . .
JACK NASTY !
YOU DIDN' GO UP THERE TO FISH !
Shut up, listen to me, you
don' know nothin' about it !
I'm goin' a yell for Monroe !
You do it and I'll make him eat
the fuckin' floor, and YOU TOO!
Get out ! Get out ! You hear
me, Ennis Del Mar? Get out !
Daddy !
Alma?
Bye Daddy !
Bye !
Hey asshole ! Watch where you're goin' !
Jesus ! You stupid fuck !
Goddamn !
God. . .damn !
Fuck !
Dammit !
You know what I'm sayin'.
I mean, all I'm sayin' is. . .
What's the point of makin' it?
If taxes don't get it, the
inflation will eat it all up !
You should see Lureen.
Punchin' numbers in her add machine.
Hundred X zeros. Her eyes gettin'
smaller and smaller, it's like. . .
watchin' a rabbit tryin' a squeeze into
a snake hole with a coyote on it's tail.
That's some high class
entertainment, if you ask me !
For what it's worth. . .
You and Lureen, it's uh. . .normal and all?
Sure.
She don't never suspect?
You remember gettin' the feelin'. . .
I dunno, uh. . .
when you're in town, and. . .
someone looks at you. . .
suspicious. . .like he knows?
Then you go out on the
pavement and everyone's
lookin' at you like
they all know too?
Maybe you ought a get
out a there, y'know?
Find yourself someplace
different, maybe Texas?
Texas?
Sure, and maybe you can convince Alma
to let you and Lureen adopt the girls ?!
And we could just live
together herdin' sheep !
And it will rain money from
L.D. Newsome and,
and whiskey will flow in the
stream Jack, that's real smart !
Go to hell, Ennis !
You want a live your
miserable fuckin' life?
Then, go right ahead !
- Fine !
- I was just thinkin' out loud.
Yep, you're a real thinker there !
Goddamn ! Jack Fuckin' Twist. . .
He got it all figured out, ain't he?
Just finished my shift.
Wanna dance?
Well, I was on my way to. . .
- I'm Cassie, Cassie Cartwright.
- Ennis. . .Del Mar.
"So I asked if I could have
one someday when I grew up"
"Mama dropped a dozen eggs,
she really blew up"
"She really blew up,
and she didn't understand"
"Mama says a pistol is
the devil's right hand"
"The devil's right hand,
the devil's right hand"
"Mama says a pistol is
the devil's right hand"
"Yeah my first pistol was a
cap and ball Colt"
"Shoots as fast as lightnin'
but she loads a mite slow"
No more dancin' for me, I hope. . .
- You're safe. . .my feet hurt.
- It's a hard work, isn't it?
Yeah ! Drunks like you,
demandin' beer after beer,
smokin'. . .
Get's tiresome.
What do you do, Ennis Del Mar?
Uh, earlier today,
I was castratin' calves.
What you doin' ?
Tryin' to get a foot rub, dummy !
A'ight. . .
- Any good?
- Mmm-hmm.
. . .there and then I pledged
Tri Delt at SMU, and I sure never
thought I'd end up in a pokey
little place like Childress !
But then I met ol' Randall here,
at an Aggie game and he was
an animal husbandry major. . .
So we've been here for a month, and he got
the foreman job over at Roy Taylor's ranch.
Like it or not, here I am !
Was you Tri Delt?
I was Kappa Phi, myself.
Oh well, even though we
ain't quite sorority sisters,
we may just have to dance
with ourselves, Lureen !
Our husbands ain't the least
bit interested in dancin' !
They ain't got a smidgin
of rhythm between 'em !
It's funny, innit?
Husbands. . .don't never seem
to want a dance with their wives.
- Hey, why do you think that is, Jack?
- Dunno, never give it any thought.
- Wanna dance?
- Yes !
- Thank you !
- Do you mind?
No. It's all right.
Go ahead.
All right.
Pardon us. Thank you for
askin' me to dance with me.
I really appreciate that.
Randall never does !
The last time I did,
I think it was at our wedding !
It's good you and Lureen
happened along when you did,
or else we'd be still stuck on the
side of the road in that darn pickup !
I told Randall we ought a take the
car. 'Course he'd never listen to me.
He wouldn't listen to me even if
he knew he was goin' deaf tomorrow.
I told him to take more than chewin'
gum and bailin' wire to fix that pickup.
Well, he's never been
very mechanical, though.
You ever notice how a woman'll powder
her nose before she goes to a party?
Then she'll powder it again,
once the party's over?
Then, why powder your nose just
to go home and go to bed ?
Don't know.
Even if I wanted to know, I couldn't get
a word in with Lashawn long enough to ask !
- The woman talks a blue streak.
- Lively little gal !
You like workin' for Roy Taylor?
- He's solid.
- Yeah Roy. He's a, he's a good ol' boy.
He's got a little, uh. . .
cabin down on Lake Kemp.
Got a croppie house. . . little boat. . .
Said I could use it whenever I want. . .
We ought a go down there some weekend. . .
drink a little whiskey. . .fish some?
get away. . .
y' know ?
. . .now when I was right
out a SMU I could have had
my pick of almost any job in North Dallas.
So my pick was Neiman Marcus,
which was a disaster,
because honey, where clothes is
concerned I got no resistance !
I was spendin' more than I made !
More than Randall ever will make !
We come out here thinkin' that rancher
men's still big hats and Marlboro's
Boy, are we behind the times !
Hey there Jr. !
You ready?
"...-J -O --E will be going away"
"I love you both and this will be
pure -H -E double -L for me..."
What do you think?
Your daddy ever goin' a see
fit to settle down again?
I don't know. . .
Maybe he's not the marryin' kind. . .
You don't think so? Or you
don't think I'm the one for him?
You're good enough. . .
You don't say much, but
you get your point across !
Sorry. I didn't mean to be rude.
- Hi !
-Uh ! You're stayin' on your feet, cowboy !
'Scuse me darlin'. . .
''Knowing many, loving none,''
''Bearing sorrow havin' fun,''
''But back home he'll always run''
''to sweet Melissa. . .''
So I'll pick you and Jenny up,
next weekend, after church.
Fine.
- You all right?
- Yes.
Are you sure?
Daddy, I was thinkin'. . .
well, with the new baby and all, mama
and Monroe been awful strict on me.
more on me, than Jenny, even. . .
I was thinkin'. . .
maybe I could. . .
maybe I could come stay with you. . .
I'd be an awful great help, I know I would.
Now, uh. . .
you know I ain't set up for that. . .
With the roundup comin'.
I won't ever be home.
That's all right, daddy.
- I'm not sayin' that I wouldn't. . .
- That's all right, I understand.
Well, see you on Sunday, then.
Bye.
Bye, sweetheart !
It's goin' a snow tonight for sure.
Yep.
All this time and you ain't
found nobody else to marry?
I've been puttin' the blocks to a
good-lookin' little gal over in Riverton.
She's a waitress. . .wants to go to
nursin' school, or somethin'. . .
I dunno. . .
What about you and Lureen?
Lureen's good at makin' hard
deals in the machinery business,
but as far as our marriage goes. . .
we could do it over the phone. . .
I kinda got this thing goin' with the. . .
ranch foreman's wife over in, uh, Childress.
What?
Expect to get shot by Lureen or the husband,
each time I slip off to see her.
Well, you probably deserve it, hmm?
Tell you what. . .
The truth is. . .
Sometimes I miss you so much,
I can hardly stand it.
I guess I'll head up on to Lightnin' Flat.
See the folks for a day or two.
There's somethin' I've been
meanin' to tell you, bud. . .
Well, it's likely November
before I can come out here again.
I mean, after we ship stock and
before winter feedin' starts again.
November ?
Well, what in the hell
ever happened to August ?
Well. . .
Christ, Ennis !
Y'know, you had a fuckin' week
to say some li'l word about this.
Oh man, why is it we're always
in the FRIGGIN' COLD ?!
We ought a go SOUTH where it's warm !
You know, we ought a go to MEXICO !
Mexico?
Hell Jack, you know me,
'bout all the travellin'
I ever done is
around a coffeepot,
lookin' for the handle !
C'mon Jack, lighten up on me. . .
We can hunt in November. . .
Kill us a nice elk. . .
I can try if I can get
Don Wroe's cabin again,
we had a good time that year, didn't we?
There ain't never enough time. . .
never enough. . .
You know, friend?
This is a goddamn bitch of
an unsatisfactory situation.
You used to come away easy, and
now it's like seein' the Pope.
Jack, I got a work.
Huh?
In them earlier days, I just quit the jobs.
I mean, you. . .
you forget what it's like
being broke all the time.
Y'ever hear a 'child support'?
And I'll tell you,
I can't quit this one. . .
and I can't get the time off.
It's hard enough gettin' this time.
The trade-off was August !
You got a better idea?
I DID ONCE. . .
You did once. . .?
You been a Mexico, Jack Twist?
Hmmm?
'Cause I hear what they got
in Mexico for boy's like you. . .
Hell yes, I've been to Mexico.
Is that a fuckin' problem?!
I'm goin' a tell you this one
time, Jack Fuckin' Twist. . .
And I ain't foolin'. . .
What I don't know. . .
all them THINGS that I don't know. . .
I'd get you KILLED
if I come to know them !
I ain't jokin' !
Yeah? Well, try this one:
And I'll say it just once. . .
Go ahead !
Tell you what:
we could a had a good life together,
a fuckin' REAL good life !
Had us a place of our own !
BUT YOU DIDN'T WANT IT, ENNIS ! !
So what we got now is:
BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN ! !
Everythin's built on that !
That's ALL we got, boy !
Fuckin' ALL !
So, I hope you know that,
if you don't never know the rest ! !
Goddammit. . .
You count the damn few times that we
have been together in nearly 20 years,
and you measure the short
fuckin' leash you keep me on. . .
then, you ask me 'bout Mexico !
And you tell me you'll KILL
me for needin' somethin'
that I don't hardly NEVER get ! !
YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW BAD IT GETS !
And I'm not you, I can't make it
on a couple of high-altitude fucks,
once or twice a year !
YOU ARE TOO MUCH FOR ME, ENNIS !
You son of a whoreson bitch !
I WISH I KNEW HOW TO QUIT YOU. . .
Then, why don't you?
Why don't you just let me be, huh?
It's because of you Jack,
that I'm like this. . .
I'm nothin'. . .and I'm. . .
I'm nowhere. . .
God ! !
GET THE FUCK OFF A ME ! !
Uhhhh. . .Sorry. . .
It's all right. . .
DAMN YOU, Ennis !
Sorry I can't stand much anymore, Jack. . .
And now you're sleepin'
on your feet like a horse.
My mama used to say that
to me when I was little. . .
And I can sing it to you now. . .
"Hmmm...hmm..."
I got a go. . .
See you in the mornin'. . .
Excuse me.
Hey !
Ennis Del Mar.
Where you been?
Here and there. . .
I left word for you with Steve. . .
at the ranch. . .
Then you must have got those
notes I left at your place.
Looks like I got the message,
in any case. . .
Carl?
Yeah, Carl's nice.
He even talks !
Good for you !
Yeah.
Good for me. . .
I don't get you, Ennis Del Mar.
I'm sorry. . .
I was probably no fun anyways, was I?
Ennis, girls don't fall in love with 'FUN' !
[Jack, How about November for
you. I can meet you at Pine Creek.]
[ -Ennis Del Mar]
[Return to Sender: DECEASED]
Hello?
Hello, this is uh. . .
Ennis Del Mar. . .uh. . .
- Who? Who is this?
- Ennis Del Mar.
An ol' buddy a Jacks. . .
Jack used to mention you.
You're the fishin' buddy,
or the huntin' buddy, I know that.
Would a let you know what happened but. . .
I wasn't sure about
your name or address. . .
Jack kept his friends' addresses
in his head.
That's why I'm callin' is uh,
to see what happened. . .
Oh, yeah. . .
Jack was pumpin' up a flat, on
the truck, out on a back road
when the tire blew up. The rim
of the tire slammed into his face,
broke his nose and jaw and
knocked him unconscious on his back.
By the time somebody'd come along
he'd drowned in his own blood.
He was only 39 years old. . .
Hello?
Hello??
- Hello ?!
- Uh. . .
- Was he buried down there?
- We put a stone up.
He was cremated, like he wanted.
Half his ashes was interred here. . .
the rest is sent up with his folks.
He used to say he wanted his ashes
scattered on 'Brokeback Mountain'. . .
But, I wasn't sure where that was. . .
I thought that 'Brokeback Mountain'
might be around where he grew up.
Knowin' Jack, it might
be some 'pretend' place. . .
Where bluebirds sing and
there's a whiskey spring.
No ma'am, we. . .we was herdin'
sheep on Brokeback one summer.
Back in '63. . .
Well, he said it was his favorite place. . .
I thought he meant to get drunk.
He drank alot.
Is his folks still up in Lightnin' Flat?
They'll be there 'till the day they die !
Uh, I thank you for your time. . .
I sure am sorry. . .
We was good friends. . .
Get in touch with his folks. . .
I suppose they'd appreciate it
if his wishes was carried out. . .
'Bout the ashes, I mean. . .
Want a cup of coffee, don't you?
Piece a cherry cake?
Yes ma'am, I'll have a cup of coffee,
but I can't eat no cake just now.
Thank you. . .
I feel awful bad about Jack.
Thank you.
I can't begin to tell you how bad I feel.
I knew him a long time. . .
I come by to say that,
if you want me to take his
ashes up there on Brokeback. . .
like his wife said he wanted to. . .
then I'd be happy to.
Tell you what. . .
I know where BROKEBACK MOUNTAIN is. . .
Thought he was too goddam special
to be buried in the family plot !
Jack used to say. . .
ENNIS DEL MAR. . .
he used to say. . .
I'm goin' bring him up
here one a these days. . .
And we'll lick this damn ranch into shape !
Had some half-baked notion the
build a cabin. . .
help run the place. . .
Then this Spring,
he got another fella goin'
a come up here with him.
build a place. . .
help run the ranch. . .
Some. . .'ranch neighbor' a
his from down in Texas. . .
He's goin' a split up with his
wife and come back here.
So he says. . .
But, like most a Jack's ideas. . .
't never come to pass. . .
I kept his room, like
it was when he was a boy.
I think he appreciated that.
You are welcome to go up to his room,
if you want. . .
Yeah, I'd like that.
Thank you.
Tell you what. . .
we got a family plot. . .
he's goin' in it.
Yes, sir.
You come back and see us again.
Yeah.
Thank you for this. . .
- Well, hi there Jr. !
- Hi daddy !
- Like the car?
- Yeah. Is it yours?
It's Kurt's.
- Well, I thought you seein', uh,Troy.
- Troy? Daddy, that was 2 years ago !
- Troy still playin' baseball?
- I don't know what he's doin'.
I'm seein' Kurt now.
- Well, what does Kurt do?
- Works out in the oil fields.
- Well, he's a roughneck, huh?
- Yeah.
I guess you're 19,
you can do whatever you want.
Is that right?
Sure !
- Daddy, you need more furniture.
- Yeah, well. . .
if you got nothin',
you don't need nothin'. . .
So, what's the occasion?
Me and Kurt.
We're gettin' married.
- And how long you known this guy for?
- 'Bout a year. . .
Our weddin'll be June 5th,
at the Methodist church.
Jenny will be singin',
and Monroe is goin' a cater the reception.
Now this Kurt fella. . .
He loves you?
Yeah daddy, he loves me. . .
Was hopin' you'd be there.
Yeah. . .
I think I was supposed to be, uh. . .
on the roundup down near the Tetons.
Y' know what?
I reckon they can find
themselves a new cowboy !
My little girl. . .is gettin' married.
Huh?
To Alma and Kurt !
Jack, I swear. . .
Song: "He Was A Friend Of Mine"
performed by Willie Nelson
He was a friend of mine
Every time I think of him
I just can't keep from cryin'
'Cause he was a friend of mine
He died on the road
He just kept on moving
Never reaped what he could sow
And he was a friend of mine
I stole away and cried
'Cause I never had too much money
And I never been quite satisfied
And he was a friend of mine
He was a friend of mine
Every time I hear his name Lord
I just can't keep from cryin'
'Cause he was a friend of mine
Song: "The Maker Makes"
performed by Rufus Wainwright
One more chain I break
to get me closer to you
One more chain does the maker make
to keep me from bustin' through
One more notch I scratch
to keep me thinkin' of you
One more notch
does the maker make
upon my face so blue
Oh Lord, how I know
Oh Lord, how I see
that only can the maker make
a happy man of me
Get along little doggies...
Get along...