ENNIS ferries the girls back to shore, heads back to the van.
JACK, frustrated, rides back to the shore, takes off his boots and wades back in with the rope, manages to get it over the bumper.
ENNIS goes over to help JACK, who is wading out.
JACK
(annoyed)
My hat’s probably to Laramie by now.
ENNIS
(smile)
Top hands ain’t supposed to love their hats.
[script]