All language subtitles for 06 - The Julia Bulette Story

Hyah! Hyah!

(laughing)
Hey!

Hey, what'd they
feed you up there

in San Francisco,
anyhow, Little Joe?

Two months, and you're
as skinny as ever.

Uh, a little
uglier maybe, huh?

And a little bit smarter.

I got five dollars more
a head this year

than you did last year.

Hey, you hear
that, Adam?

Now I think that calls
for a celebration.

Yeah, you know,
I think it's time

Little Joe took a look
inside Julia's Palace, huh?

Adam, I said a
little celebration.

(gunshot)

Well, it was
a fair fight.

Least as fair as it could be
with John Millain.

He's not hurt too bad.

Come on, let's get him over
to Doc Martin's.

(piano playing)

WOMAN:
Every day you're more
like a mad dog.

Now, you will not
provoke any more
violence in my place.

Do you
understand that?

It is amazing to me,
my dear Julia,

how such tender sentiments
can come from trash like you.

(piano stops)

(men grunting,
blows falling)

(theme music playing)

Well, um, welcome
to Julia's Palace, Mister, um...

Cartwright.
Joe Cartwright.

Oh. One of the Cartwrights
from the Ponderosa?

Yes, ma'am.

It's a-a real nice place
you've got here.

I'm sorry I messed it up.

Oh, don't be sorry.

After all, you were defending
my honor.

I've never been
here before.

Oh, you must come back
some time.

I'd like that.

As my guest.

I'm Julia Bulette.

I'd, uh... I'd like
to repay you.

With, uh, dinner
here at my place.

Tomorrow night?

Yes, ma'am.

(man groaning)

Better get the brandy, Tom.

Ah.

We are of the same kind,
you and I, Julie.

Where men are concerned,

we are the messengers
of destruction.

You do it
through the heart.

I do it with a gun.

Does it matter to you

which way it happens
to this young man, hmm?

Pa, do you think

Julia Bulette
might have known my mother?

No, I... I don't think
that's very likely.

Yeah. Why not? They both lived
in New Orleans.

Yeah, they might just
as well have lived

on opposite sides of the world.

What do you mean?

Oh, what I've been trying
to say is that...

...the only thing

that Julia Bulette has in common
with your mother--

the fact that she's a woman.

Ah, she's the most beautiful
woman I've ever seen.

Yes, she's a very
beautiful woman.

Well, come on, Pa.
You better hurry up

if you want to get
to that town meeting on time.

Come on.

(laughs)

This is a meeting
that'll be attended

by Virginia City's
leading citizens.

Now, uh, sure you don't
want to come along?

Oh, no, thanks, Pa.

I, uh... I got
some other plans.

Whoa!

May I?

Miss Bulette.

Why so formal, Ben?

It used
to be Julia.
Get up!

I'm sorry. Julia.

Shall we go in?

Well, I...

Oh, yes, I've been asked.

My invitation said
it was supposed to be a meeting

of the leading citizens
of Virginia City.

What did yours say?

Well, uh, mine
said the same.

Shall we proceed?

(crowd chatter)

(silence)

(whispers):
Can you get the door?

Well, looks like everybody's
here that's gonna show up,

so we might as well
get things underway.

And I guess we all know
why we're here, too.

(taps foot on floor)

Under the ground
of Virginia City lies

the greatest bonanza
of silver known to man.

Most of what's on top, though,
is nothing more than trash.

MAN:
The first thing to do is
among ourselves,

by bringing in effective
law and order.

Well, starting
with effective law and order,

we'll have to raise
a permanent city fund

to interest the kind of men
that we want.

Ben,

can we expect help
from the ranchers?

Well,

the ranchers want law
and order in town

just as much
as everybody else.

Of course, we'll do
all we can,

but, uh... I don't think
that'll be...

that'll be enough.

Yes, I realize that.

Uh, as a matter of fact,
that brings me to, uh...

That brings you to why
I was invited here?

The, uh, kind of money
you'll need will have to come

from the people
who mostly make up this town--

the men who work in the mines.

They will listen
to Julia Bulette.

So, gentlemen, I'll take care
of raising the money,

and, uh, the moralizing
I'll leave to you.

Oh, I know you'd love
for me to stay, but...

I do have a saloon to run.

(crowd murmuring)

As well as an
appointment to keep.

Friends, there's a rumor around

that we have a very wicked town
here in Virginia City.

(laughter)

So, while the bluenoses sit up
on the hill and cry about it,

I think we down here on C Street
can do something about it.

Here. Here.

Now, the first thing
Virginia City will need

will be a little money
in its pocket.

I'm going to make
the first donation.

Tom, get me
a bottle of brandy.

Mm-hmm.

A bottle of brandy.

Now how much are you willing
to give

for this fine old
Virginia City brandy?

One hundred
dollars.

One hundred dollars?

This is Julia's Palace,
not another saloon.

Now, come on, let me hear
a respectable bid.

All right. $200.

Better.

$250.

$300.

$500.

(crowd chatter)

Sold to Julia Bulette, $500.

Now I'm giving it
right back to Virginia City.

(loud crowd chatter)

Who's next?

$200.

$250.

$300.

Oh, come on now.

$350.

$500.

(loud crowd chatter
and cheering)

$500. Sold to Little Joe
Cartwright of Ponderosa.

And I give it back to
Virginia City, too.

(cheering)

All right, that starts
the open bidding over again.

Gladys, come on up here.

Make 'em pay
till it hurts.

Come on, Little Joe.

GLADYS:
Okay, fellas.

What am I bid?

Sally, we're gonna
need something

to keep all
this money in.

Oh, that's gonna be fine.
Thanks.

Let's see now. Hmm.

One, two, three,
four, five.

I-I don't carry that
kind of money on me.

Could I give you
a note for it?
Oh... no.

You saved my honor,
I'll save yours.

Now we're even.

MILLAIN:
Oh, your
daddy forgot

to give you your
allowance, huh?

Look, Millain, just 'cause
you shot up a few miners,

that makes you
the most feared man in town,

but I'm not shaking
even a little bit,

so don't get in my way.

You don't think I can make you
shake like the others, huh?

I think you only stay alive
'cause no grave will have you.

I think
you'd better go.

You were going
outside, my friend?

Fine.

No, he's-he's
going with me.

Monsieur?

Would you rather spend
a few minutes with him,

or an evening
with me?

Some other time.

That is a promise... from me.

Make yourself
comfortable.

I'll fix us
a brandy.

No, thanks.

Oh, you drink so
little, gamble even less.

You know, it's
a good thing

the finer side of a man
burns out in his youth,

or I'd be out
of business.

I hope you stay
in business a long time.

I'd hate to see you
leave here.

There are not
many around here who
would agree with you.

Well, they snub you on Sunday,

and come to your place
on Monday.

The world's better off
without that kind of hypocrite.

Don't try to change the world,
Little Joe.

Enjoy it the way it is.

You'll grow older, and then,

you'll be no different
from all the others.

I'm sorry
about that.

May I?

Oh, of course.

You could have your
pick of any man in
Virginia City.

Why did you
ask me here?

John Millain might have
killed you.

Millain?

How did you happen

to make friends with
a man like that?

It was a long time ago.

There's companionship
between us.

He's not fit to
wipe your shoes.

Don't be too sure.

Julia, just to
break up a fight--

was that the only reason
you asked me up here?

It was then.

Is anything wrong?

Uh-uh, no, quite
the contrary.

You know, you remind me
of what I always pictured

my mother would
look like.

Hmm?

She was part French like
you, came from New Orleans.

And she was a very
beautiful woman.

(laughs)

All right? Tell me
about New Orleans.

(laughs)

I'm afraid it wouldn't be
as your mother saw it.

From different sides,
a mountain never looks the same.

I don't understand.

You will.

Good-bye, Little Joe.

Go home where you belong.

I'm coming back.

And now for that
little promise, huh?

Just relax, Millain.

I believe I'd do like
he says if I was you.

Me and Adam had
figured you boys

would be about ready
to settle something.

Now, why don't you settle
it like gentlemen?

Now, Hoss will
hold your coat.

(dissonant keys play)

If I've told
little Joe once

I've told him
a thousand times

to keep those elbows in.

Joe's gotta learn to fight
a lot dirtier than that.

A couple of beers, Tom.

You know, that kid's
got lots of grit.

One of these days he's gonna
be able to whup that Frenchman.

Yeah, but this
wasn't the day.

Tom.
Bye-bye.

Thank you, Tom.

We'll see you.
All right, Hoss.

Five hundred dollars!

I told you I'd work it out.

(sighs)

It's not the money, Little Joe.

I was planning to give more
than that to the fund, anyway.

It's just that I think
you're beginning

to make a fool of yourself.

Why?
What's wrong with her?

Oh, nothing, nothing,
she's a fine woman.

All right, what is it, then?

Well...

Well, it's just that...

Well, she's seen much more of
the world than you have, boy.

I see.

That makes her bad.

(knocking on door)

Well, Doc!
Ben.

Good to see you,
come on in, now.

Well, what brings
you our way?

Well, I just come down from
the mines at Gold Hill.

Oh, how are things down there?

Ran into a few cases of fever.

Fever, is it bad?

Well, it's hard to say
if they'll build up

to epidemic proportions.

So far, it's just a few

scattered cases
here and there.

Oh, I'm glad of that.

You're looking well, Ben.

Feel wonderful,
never felt better.

That's good.

Come a long way.

This house, Ponderosa,

three fine sons.

Doc, a man with all the
work you've got to do

wouldn't take a long ride
just to talk old times.

Sit down.

Have a little refreshment.

Well...
Hop Sing.

How about a little cool water
from that good well of yours?

All right.
Yes, sir, Mr. Cartwright.

Glass of cool water
for Doctor Martin.

Yes, sir,
right away.

Now then, what's on your mind?

Well, for one thing, the
committee wanted you to know

we received a letter of
acceptance from Brad Olins.

Oh, that's fine.

Olins is one of the best.
Yes.

I only hope
we can keep him.

No.
What's to stop us?

Well, money, for one thing.

Oh, Miss Bulette's
bottle of brandy

got us off to a fine start,

but it can't stop there.

We've gotta have the
cooperation of the people.

I sure hope we get all
the cooperation we need.

Ben, you know that

most of the people
of a community

keep in step with the leaders.

We're just beginning to
find some of our leaders.

You, for instance, Ben.

All right.

All right, Doc, keep talking.

Well...

I just don't know
any other way to say it.

People in town are talking

about Little Joe
and Ms. Bulette.

Matters concerning
my sons or myself

are nobody's business
but our own.

No longer, Ben.

It boils down to this.

If Virginia City will
keep her house clean,

she has a chance to become an
important part of this country.

If she doesn't, she'll stay

just a dirty little town
on a mountain.

I'll talk to Julia, Doc.

Thank you.

Brandy, Ben?

I promise you
it's the very best.

I'm sure it is, Julia,
but, uh, no, thanks.

I'm finding out the Cartwrights

aren't much of
a drinking family.

Well, that's true,

but, uh, very much a family.

Go on.

Well, Julia, you know,
the boy is young,

he's, uh, he's
full of life.

I can understand how
he could appeal to you.

It has.

You know, with you this is, uh,

this is a passing thing.

It's different for Little Joe.

Different, how?

Did he ever tell you
about his mother?

Yes.

He never really knew her.

She died when he
was very young.

You're the only
other woman

of French ancestry
he's ever known.

This and the fact that you
also come from New Orleans

makes you something
special in his eyes.

But not in yours.

No, I guess not.

Have you told Little Joe
to stay away from me?

No.

I'd prefer him
to hear it from you.

And just what is it you'd
like him to hear from me?

Well,

the difference in your ages,

your ways of life.

Not to mention the fact

that the whole town
is talking about us,

and what that could do
to a young man's reputation.

Yes.

There's that, too.

Mm-hmm.

I'll think about it, Ben.

Julia, you're wonderful.

I knew I could count on you.

You know, this really
will be best for you,

for everybody.

Tom.
Bye, Mr. Cartwright.

Tom.

Has Little Joe
Cartwright been around?

No, but I passed
the word along

that you didn't want
to see him anymore.

I changed my mind.

But, Miss Julia...

I said I changed my mind.

(door opens
and closes)

Hello, Little Joe.

Where have you been?

Virginia City.

Ran into Doc Martin.

There's several more
cases of the fever.

He's getting
real worried.

Oh, Joe, I've been waiting
here to talk to you.

What about?

You've been
with that woman again.

Her name is Miss Bulette.

Joe, you're a grown man,

and I, I know you'll understand
what I'm going to say to you.

I know already.

Pa, she's not the kind of
woman that people say she is--

not anymore anyway.

Now, look, I know she,
she wears fine clothes

and she talks good
and she lives well, but...

you know,
a scar doesn't disappear

just because you wash it.

I guess that's how it was
with my mother.

You keep your mother
out of this.

I've heard you and Adam talk--

how there were places
you couldn't go,

things you couldn't
do because...

Because she was part Creole.

It was her language
and the ways of her people

that some folks
didn't understand, nothing more.

I know that,

and still there were a lot
of people that hated her.

Pa, sometimes to see a scar,
you know,

you got to be looking for it.

Little Joe, I...

(door closes)

No, thank you, Hop Sing,
I don't want no more.

Only one piece cake?

This dang cake's flat.

The cake is not flat.

For two days now,
whole ranch is flat.

No fun, nobody eat.

No good without Little Joe.

(door opens)

I just talked to Charlie;
he's been in town.

Seems the kid's
having himself

quite a time
with Miss Bulette.

They've been seen
just about everywhere.

She must be
enjoying this.

You know, it's doing something
for Little Joe--

defending somebody
he feels close to.

He'll get
over it.

You think so?

Well, let him find
somebody else to defend.

I'm not going to have that
woman beating me over the head

with my own son.

We're going to bring
Little Joe back from town

if we have to drag him
every step of the way.

Well, he's not in there.

Let's move on.

(screaming)

(clamoring)

Well, he shouldn't
be too hard to find.

(clamoring)

HOSS:
Break it up.

I said break it up.

Ben, Ben.

You ought to be ashamed
of yourself.

You certainly
should be.

What for?

For protecting
my boy

when a whole mob is
trying to take him apart?

Well, what that mob was doing
to your boy is nothing

compared to what he did
to the inside of my opera house.

He wrecked it.

It'll take a whole week
to put it back together again,

and it was nothing
but uncalled for violence.

Uncalled for? What do you call
what you did to Miss Bulette?

Now, wait a minute.

What's all
this about?

JULIA:
Perhaps I can explain.

I have a box loge
in this theater.

Mr. Romley
had it draped

so it would be separated
from the others.

A new policy
of the management.

I accepted it, but
my escort didn't.

Well, with the district judge
and new marshal

coming in a
couple of weeks,

the committee...

Ben, you know
what I mean.

Let's go.

Let me know how much
the damages will be.

Now, you're coming
home with us.

You can make me go
home, but you can't
make me stay there.

All I want is a
chance to decide a
few things for myself.

I'll get the
carriage.

Now, why do you have
to fight me and the town

using a boy as a weapon?

It's the only weapon I can
use against you and win.

Hmm.

It's quite a victory,
isn't it?

Ben Cartwright's son defending
the honor of Julie Bulette.

It's even more
of a victory.

I have the help
of his father.

DOC:
Ben? Oh, Ben!

The fever's not an
isolated thing any longer.

It's all over
Gold Hill.

Then it is an epidemic?

It'll be in Virginia
City by morning.

Chances are,
it's the water.

There's plenty of pure water
on the Ponderosa.

Adam, Hoss, get the hands
together on the ranch

and get some water
down here.

Yes, sir.

All right now,
folks, I'll need all
the help I can get.

Beds for the patients,
men to transport them,

and women to
tend to them.

What I need is good water,
shelter and volunteers.

Now, who'll be next?

The Palace will be set up for
anything you need right away.

Well, thank
you, Julia.

All right, who else?

Ye shall keep all my statutes

so the land shall not
spew you out.

Well, the Lord was talking
to Moses, not to Virginia City.

You taught me
that that meant everyone.

So what's happening
to the good people in this town?

They're about to go
to work, Little Joe.

Julia, don't bother moving
those gambling tables.

They'll do
nicely as beds.

All right, Doc.
Thank you.

Well, it's gonna slosh
around a little bit,

but that'll have to do.

Take her on down
and fill her up with water

and take her on into town.

Soon as it's empty,
bring it back.

Giddyap.

(grunting)

No, no, Hop Sing.

Let me show you.

See here?

It's easy when you know how.

You watch me, and I'll show you
how to load barrels.

You...

You can't use your back
strength and your muscles.

You got to use your
head, Hop Sing.

That's right.

You use your head your way,
I use my head my way.

Yeah.

Now, look, you rustle
up enough strength to
take this medicine,

and I'll, uh, let you take
advantage of my good nature.

(overlapping chatter
and coughing)

(loud coughing)

Well, we're saving two
for every one we're losing.

In an epidemic like this,
that's a victory.

Well, those that are
healthy are beginning

to leave this
town in droves.

Just a dirty little town
on a mountain.

I guess that's all
we were meant to be.

But if to change it means
crucifying people like her,

I say it's not worth it.

Hey, Doc, I got you
three more volunteers.

Oh, good.

Oh, Pete, I thought you
and your crew were pulling out?

Well, maybe it's like
Little Joe says, Doc.

It's our mountain.

We dug right
into her insides

with little more
than our bare hands.

And, well, it-it ain't decent
to let some stinkin' thing

like a fever chase us off.

Mr. Cartwright there
can show you plenty to do.

You come
with me, Pete.

Joe.

I've got something
for you to do-- take a break.

Well, Doc, there's still
a lot of work to be done.

That goes
for Julia, too.

You two have been working
for days.

I need help,
not new patients.

You do as you're told.

We've been asleep
a long time.

Oh, I dreamt
I was in New Orleans.

Hmm.

Ah, it was a beautiful place.

Well, Virginia City's a
long way from New Orleans.

I'm going to go there some day,
maybe to live.

Ah, this is where
you'll stay.

No, a man goes
where he wants to be.

I've watched the way
you handle people here.

A man stays where he's needed.

And you?

When a town starts to grow,
I look for a new frontier.

Julia, it doesn't have
to be this way. I could...

Your mother was French.

Do you understand the language?

Yeah, some of it.

Cela aurait d� arriv�
il y a des ann�es.

This should have happened
many years ago?

Mm-hmm.

Someday you'll know
what I mean.

You'll also know
why you must stay
and I must go.

We'll be needed inside.

You know, I think
you're gonna make it.

Pa?
What?

I checked most
of the mines,

and there's not one new case
of fever, Doc.

And more than half the men
have gone back to work.

Ah.
Good.

Then we'll move the
last of our patients

over to the
meeting house.

Boys, let's move these
blankets and beds

over to the
meeting house.

Well, it was
a fight, Adam,

but it's the kind of fight
that's good to win.

Well, we, uh,
lost one, too, Pa.

Well, what do you mean?

Well, Little Joe came back
to the ranch this morning,

and he took his things.

Now that, uh, this is over--

Julia, this, uh...

this thing
with Little Joe...

I should never
have interfered.

Oh, I'm disappointed
in you, Ben.

Disappointed?

A man of strength should
never let sentiment interfere

with his convictions.

I'm the same woman I
was before the fever.

Well, I haven't
changed, either.

And nothing has changed
between us.

But I... I won't gamble
with something I can't replace.

If it's Little Joe's wish,

you're welcome to become part
of the Ponderosa.

That's quite an offer.

Especially since you don't think
I'm good enough for him.

Well, whether or not you're...

good enough for Little Joe is...

is something
only you can decide.

Tom!

I want some champagne.

Harry, let me have a
tune, a lively one.

As soon as the
patients are moved,

I want you to
clear out this mess

and put the gambling tables
back in their places.

I'm going to put on a
night Virginia City
will never forget!

Mm-hmm.

Well, after the fever,

that should be
a great celebration.

Celebration?

Who said anything
about a celebration?

This is going
to be an execution.

Julia Bulette destroying
the sweet innocence of youth.

(piano plays dramatic music)

(lively chatter and laughter)

(horse sputters)

(piano plays lively tune)

(indistinct chatter)

(glass breaking)

Julia, what's
the matter with you?

What's the matter with me?
I'm having fun.

You call this fun?
You're acting like a...

Go ahead,
Little Joe, say it.

(piano keys banging)

Mr. Cartwright,

I think I've told you

to stay away
from Julia Bulette.

It has been a short life
for you, my friend.

Let us hope it has been
a pleasant one.

John...

Listen.
I listen.

I listen about this
important thing

I must do for you
in Sacramento City.

And I discover it
is something

which could have been
handled by mail.

John, please!
Don't, John!

Julia, are you
all right?

Let me see.

It isn't a bad wound,
mon cheri.

Go upstairs.
I'll fix it.

Julia.
Leave me alone.

Julia, I did
this for you.

You want to do
something for me?

This bracelet, the necklace--
they arrived today.

A present
from an old friend.

They're diamonds, Little Joe.

That's all any man
can do for me.

No, you don't mean that.

Why shouldn't I?

That door you came through,
it works both ways.

I think you'd better use it.

(door slamming)

Yes, Julie.

You destroy with
the heart, hmm?

I used to wonder
why it was I'd...

send you away and then be
so happy when you came back.

Perhaps it is because we are cut
from the same piece of cloth.

Perhaps it's because,
in order to hate you,

I had to hate myself.

As you said,
we are very much alike.

One cannot change this, Julie.

One can try.

I don't want
to see you anymore, John.

(chuckles)

You have said this before.

I never meant it before.

We have been together
too long, Julie.

We have no escape
one from the other.

Good-bye, John.

Julie...

I have little
which belongs to me...

but what I have...

no one will take away.

No one!

(murmuring)

Go right ahead
there, fellas.

Drink them down, men.

Little Joe...

we heard what happened
over at the Palace.

You shouldn't have
taken on Millain alone.

Well, I beat him, didn't I?

Little Joe, they...

they're having the
fanciest meeting

you ever seen over at
the community hall.

Everybody's
patting each other

on the back for
stopping that epidemic.

Pa's right up there on
the stage with them.

He's going to
make a speech.

Now, you wouldn't
want to miss Pa

making a speech,
would you?

Everybody's patting everybody
on the back, huh?

Oh, it's a real
fine meeting.

Come on, Joe.

You know, you're right.

I wouldn't want
to miss that meeting.

There's nobody Virginia City
has a right to thank more...

than Ben Cartwright.

(cheering, applause)

Thank you, Mr. Romley.

If we've done anything...
Yes, sir, boy.

Thank you, Mr. Romley.

(whispering):
Joe.

Oh, and thanks to you,
too, Doc Martin.

And I want to give
a special thanks

to all you honorable citizens.

But how about giving
a little thanks to the person

who did the most
to save this stinking town?

How about some thanks
for Julia Bulette?

(murmuring)

Oh, what's the matter?

Don't you have the guts to admit
when you're wrong?

Well, Virginia City's
fire engine company

has been needing
an honorary member.

How about it, boys?

(crowd murmuring)

Well, the lady
isn't going to know

anything about it
until we tell her.

(crowd cheering, whooping)

Come on.

(murmuring)

(piano playing, Julia humming)

(distant chatter)

Come on, Julia.
Come on.

Let's go.

There we go.
There we go.

Well, Little Joe,

it was you who got us here,
so...

you ought to be
the one to say it.

Well, this isn't
just for what you did

for Virginia City
during the epidemic.

Well, it's for all
the things you've done

for everyone in this town.
MAN:
That's right.

(indistinct chatter)

It's not a diamond necklace
or a...

or a bottle of champagne,
but it's the best we've got.

HOSS:
What do you say, boys?

Three cheers for
the first honorary member

of Virginia City Fire Engine
Company Number Two!

Hip-hip!
Hooray!

Hip-hip!

Hooray!
Hip-hip!

Hooray!

There's no diamond
necklace that goes
with this either, but...

I'd be especially proud if you'd
consent to be my wife.

Uh, what Miss Bulette is
trying to say is...

champagne on the house!

(indistinct chatter)

Having faith in no one carries
a special kind of security.

You and your son
have destroyed it.

I'll never forgive you that,
Ben.

(door slams)

Hello, Ben.
George.

Ben Cartwright,
this is Brad Olins.

How do you do?
Well, howdy.
Nice to meet you.

He got in with
the new judge

so we swore him
in right away.

Well, heard some
nice things about you.

Nice to have
you with us.

This is my son, Joseph.
How do you do?

How are you?

You're about a week
early, aren't you?

Oh, a week early,
but a day late.

Oh? What do you mean?

Julia Bulette was knifed
and robbed last night.

How is she?

It's bad.
Doc Martin's with her.

A couple of the miners
saw a tall, dark man

coming out of her place
just about daybreak.

John Millain.

That's the name.

We followed
him up this way.

Then he's probably headed
for Lake's Crossing.

Me and Adam will show
you the way.
Oh, that's fine.

We'd better get going.

Oh, Joe,
Miss Bulette sent word

she'd like to see you
and your dad.

Hello, Ben.

You've been
asleep a long time.

Looks like I

win a battle
and lose the war.

I'm sorry.

Everyone is.

Everyone? Hmm...

If New Orleans could
only see me now, huh?

(both chuckle)

Little Joe?

He's here.

I want to see him, Ben.

Ben?

Last night, you and the rest
of Virginia City

gave me a present.

Now it's my turn.

I'm going to give you
back your son.

Get me some brandy, Joe.

I shouldn't be giving
this to you.

Oh, this is the way
I live, kid.

You're going to be all right.

I don't care.

It couldn't have happened
at a better time

if I lived to be a thousand.

We beat them, Joe.

We beat the apple-knockers.

What?

The high-and-mighty bluenoses.

We took them for the ride
of their lives.

(Julia laughs)

That play of yours.

Bringing them in
to lick my shoes

just when they were ripe.

(Julia laughs)

They meant every word of that.

Sure they meant it.

That's what makes it so rich.

They'll hear me laugh--

laughing every time
they pass my grave.

Don't move.
(coughing)

And the biggest laugh of all...

your old man.

That night you were up here,

I told you it was just
for laughs, remember?

I never intended
to see you again.

I never wanted
to see you again.

(cries):
Joe...

Oh...

You better go, Joe.

The doctor wants
me to rest.

I'm coming back.

Well, we got Millain.

He had her diamonds
in his saddlebags.

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