In an xpletive-laced outburst, Jack gave voice to his years of frustration over Ennis's inability to built a life with him:
"Tell you what, we could of 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. Everything built on that. It's all we got, boy, fuckin' all, so I hope you know that if you don't never know the rest. You count the damn few times we've been together in nearly twenty years. Measure the fuckin' short leash you keep me on, then ask me about Mexico and then tell me you'll kill me for needin' somethin' I don't never hardly get. You got 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." [DVD]