Jack continues his tirade at Ennis:
JACK: That's all we got boy, fu**in" all, so I hope you know that, if you don't never know the rest.
Ennis turns away, mutters something only the horses can hear, Jack continues, comes up behind Ennis while shaking his fist at him.
You count the the damn few times that we've been together in nearly twenty years, an' you measure the short fu**in' leash you keep me on, an' then you ask me about Mexico an' you tell me you'd kill me for needin' somethin' I don't hardly never get.
Jack is lookin' directly at Ennis, Ennis is unable to return the stare, with his back to Jack he looks at the ground and listens to Jack's story of their lives.