At the Lazy Ace, Bret is busy moving in 20 years of everything he’s left behind, much to Cy’s disgust. They notice a group of surveyors on the outskirts of the property that have been there for the last week, but no one knows why they’re there. Bret unpacks his Pappy’s rocking chair and sets it up on the porch, and settles in for peaceful hours, while Cy figures that he won’t last come July...Read the full recap
Pappyism: Importance comes in two sizes: yours and mine.
Bret: Playin' cards without guns is like tryin' to shuffle without thumbs.
Mary Lou: I think I've really misjudged you.
Bret: You've all really misjudged me if you think I'm gonna fold my hand.
Bret: Do you own a dress?
Mary Lou: Nobody reads stories written by people in dresses.
Elijah: Mr. Maverick has a point, although I am not exactly sure which end of the sword it's on.
Bret: Well, I hate to tell 'em "I told you so," but I think I will anyway just 'cause it'll feel so good.
Bret: Yeah, I never had any trouble sleeping. Ever since you gave Crow that money back, I keep tossing and turning all night.
Tom: But look at all the friends you made.
Bret: You can't spend friends.