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And now,Death Valley Days.

♪♪ [ trumpet ]

Hyah! Yah!

Yah! Yah!

Howdy, folks.
I'’m the Old Ranger,

and I have another
interesting true story for you

about the historic
Death Valley country.

For our story tonight,
we go back to the 1870s

and the desert mining camp
of Gunsight.

Gunsight was never what
you'’d call an important camp

even in its heyday,

but it'’ll always be remembered
for the famous incident of...

Whoa!

End of the line, miss.

We'’re here.

Tibbets'’ cabin's
up yonder a ways.

I'’ll show you there.

Oh, thank you.
I can find it.

You'’ve been more than kind
to bring me this far.

Only too glad to
be of service, miss.

Mrs. Tibbets sure
will be tickled to see you.

Another woman
to keep her company.

There aren'’t many here? She'’s the one and only.

Population of Gunsight
is 99.9% male

and 100% adult.

Not a kid within miles.

You all right?

Just unsteady
from sitting so long.

Is it this way?

Why, it'’s the last cabin
on the second ridge over.

About a half a mile.

Thank you.

And then he yanked up his gun
and let loose at me point-blank.

Bullet hit me
in the ear, Judge.

Almost took my ear
clean off.

Let'’s see it.

Well, danged if it didn'’t.

You ought to be ashamed
of yourself,

aiming to kill a man
and missing like that.

Why, you'’re
a public menace.

I sentence you
to ten hours target practice
back at the store,

one half mile back.

$4 court costs.

$2 each.

Good. Case dismissed.

Ain'’t I entitled
to no damages, Judge?

Seems to me you'’ve got damage
enough now, ain'’t ya?

[ laughter continues ]

How'’s everything going, Rufe?

Fine, Judge.Uh-huh.

Did you fetch them goods
I ordered?

I fetched something else
this trip too-- a female.

Oh, you did?Mrs. Tibbets'’ sister
come to pay '’em a visit.

Well, visits is about
the only thing the Tibbetses
do pay.

I told Bill Tibbets
this morning--

I says, "Now, I can'’t carry
your account much longer."

I says, "This store ain'’t
any eleemosynary institution,
you know."

Elee-which?"Charity," to you.

Is she young and pretty?

Well, it'’ll be good
for business.

It'’ll boost the sales
of neckties and hair tonic.

[ laughs ]

Betsy!

Oh, Clara!

I'’m so frightful
to see you!

Well, what in the world
brings you here?

Is Monty with you?No.

Well, come on in.

Bill!

Bill, look who'’s here!

Sister Betsy.

Well, the bride herself, huh?

[ crying ]

What'’s the matter?

I think she and Monty
have had a quarrel.

Oh, it'’s much worse
than that.

I don'’t know how
to tell you, but Monty...

He'’s left you?

I left him.

I found out
he already had a wife.

Our marriage wasn'’t lawful.[ whistles ]

A bigamist, huh?

Bigamist, nothing.
He'’s a skunk!

Taking advantage
of a poor innocent girl.

I told you he was too handsome
to be trusted.

Now, if you'’d listened to me--Bill, be quiet.

What'’s done is done.

At least
you'’re rid of him.

But you don'’t
understand, Clara.

I'’m gonna have a baby.

CLARA:
Oh, no!

That'’s why I came.

I wanted to be with you
when it happened.

You mean you'’re
gonna have it here?

Well, I--Certainly. Where else?

Well, a heck of a time
she picked,

with me barely able
to scrape together enough
for the two of us.

Don'’t pay no attention
to him, honey.

Bill'’s kind of edgy these days.
Had a run of hard luck.

I shouldn'’t stay.Oh, nonsense.

We'’re your folks.

You go unpack now
and get some rest.

You look
plumb tuckered out.

Oh, good morning,
Mrs. Tibbets.

Mornin'’. A pound
of coffee, please.

Pound of coffee.
Yes, ma'’am.

I was just grinding some.

I understand from Rufe
you'’ve got a sister
visiting ya.

What else
did he tell you?

Oh, nothing much,
except that she was pretty,

and a considerable younger
than you.

Just a few years.

Well, all the boys
will be glad to meet her.

[ chuckling ]

She'’ll be pretty popular too,

being the only single lady
in camp, you know.

Unfortunately, my sister
is far from well.

I'’m afraid she won't
be able to see anybody
for quite a while.

Well, that'’s too bad.
I was hoping that, uh--

Uh, charge it, please?Charge it?

Oh, yes, of course.
Charge it.
Now, about your sister,

I got a supply of quinine
if you want it.
No, thank you.

Eh, rhubarb and soda?

"Charge it."

Oh. Baby clothes, huh?

Yes. A wrapper.

Well, hey!
My long flannels!

Clara said
they were all worn out,
and I could cut them up.

Well, how do you like that?

Anybody would think
that this is my kid,

wearing my cut-down underwear!I'’m sorry.

Next thing you'’ll be making
my shirts into blankets
for the brat.

Unraveling my socks
to knit them into booties.

When'’s this blessed event
take place?

In a few weeks.

And then I'’ll go away.
I promise.

Where to?

Anywhere I can find a job.

And the kid?

I'’ll put it
in a foundling home.

I don'’t want it.

Just so long as you don'’t
palm him off on us.

If there'’s one thing
I can'’t stand, it's babies.

Red, wrinklin'’,
and caterwaulin'’.

Oh.

Oh!Oh, no.

Oh! Where'’s Clara?

Get Clara, quick!

Clara!

[ groaning ]Clara! Clara! Clara!

[ braying ]

BILL:
Come in.

Oh, good morning, Bill.

Mornin'’, Judge.

I sure hope you hit
pay dirt this time.

You know, I sure would hate
to have to attach your burro.

Yes, I would. [ baby fussing ]

[ cooing ] BILL:
Yep, a baby.

Born a-hollerin'’.

Bill, I didn'’t know
your wife was expecting.

Ain'’t ours.
Her sister, Betsy'’s.

Oh. Well, then, that'’s why,
uh, uh, uh...

But I thought she was
a single lady.

No. That is, uh... [ cooing continues ]

[ fussing ]

Say, I haven'’t seen a baby in--
I don'’t know how long.

Can I take a little peek?Ain'’t much to look at,
but sure.

Clara'’s asleep
in the next room with Betsy.

Didn'’t nobody get
much rest last night.

Little girl, huh?

Boy!

Oh. How much he weigh?

Oh, about 14, 15 pounds.

That little mite?
You'’re crazy.

I'’ve weighed
enough sacks of flour
and potatoes to know better.

All right.
Heft him and see.

All right.
Come on, little fella.

Here we go.
Here we go.[ fussing ]

That'’s-a-boy. Yeah.

[ fussing continues ]

[ laughing ]

Why, not an ounce
over nine pounds.

Here. Let me heft him.All right.

At least 13.

Well, of course,
there'’s liquid and dry measure,
you know.

It could be.
Could be.

What are you doing?

Picking up a newborn babe
and playing ball with him!

There, there.

Poor lamb.
[ muttering ]

We was just weighing him.

I say he weighs, uh,
13, 14 pounds,

and the Judge here
claims that--

He weighs 12 pounds even.

And now I'’m going to take you
to your mother, precious.

Twelve pounds, eh?

I wonder how she knows.

She don'’t.
She'’s only guessing.

Say, how many
of the boys around here
know about this baby?

None of them.

[ laughs ]
Then I'’m gonna have some fun.

You stick around here.

What are you up to?You wait and see.

A 12-pound nugget.
[ laughing ]

He'’s a fine, healthy baby.

[ cooing ]
BETSY:
I hoped you wouldn'’t live.

That'’s downright wicked.

I can'’t help it.

I wish I was dead myself.

You mustn'’t let him
hear you say that.

As if he'’d understand.

Babies sense things.

Even the tiniest.

How come you know so much
about babies, Clara,

when you never had
any of your own?

You don'’t have to have babies
to know about '’em...

and love '’em.

And what else, Toby?

I guess that'’s all, Judge.All right.

Thank you.

[ clangs ]

[ laughing ]

What'’s the joke, Judge?

Eh, I was just thinking, uh,

how much of this it would take
to, uh, make 12 pounds.

Twelve pounds?

Because that'’s the size
of the nugget I saw this morning

up at Bill Tibbets'’ house.

Bill Tibbet,
a 12-pound nugget?

That'’s right.I don'’t believe it.

Well, I not only saw it,
but I hefted it.

Well, seeing is believing.
I'’m going up to his cabin.

And me too.Hey, let'’s go.

[ laughing ]

[ door opens ]The rush is on.

The Judge told us
it was really something.
Can we see it, Bill?

Will you give us
a look at it?

It'’ll cost you
two bits apiece.

And don'’t make any noise.

There'’s, uh, somebody asleep
in the next room.

He'’s got it under
lock and key, I bet.

Wrapped up in a blanket
like a baby.

[ fussing ]

Gosh, it is! A real, live,
honest-to-goodness baby!

Shh!Can you imagine?

Us hoofin'’ it all the way
up here to see a golden nugget,

and it turns out
to be a baby?

The Judge sure will
give us the horse laugh.

Congratulations, Bill.

This ain'’t my kid.
It'’s my wife's sister'’s.

No relation
to me at all.

Well, I suppose
I am his uncle,

in a way, by marriage,
so to speak.

[ laughter ]

This one'’s on me, fella.

[ fussing continues ]

Say, you know that mine
further up the canyon,
around the bend?

Well, I'’m gonna drop
the joke on them

and tell them I'’ve seen
this 12-pound nugget,

and it'’s the only one
of its kind
in the district.

They'’ll come a-runnin',
I'’ll bet.

Come on. Let'’s go.

[ door closes ]

And I'’m going to raise
the price of admission.

[ cooing ]

Say, this birdseye cloth
for that baby must be important

to go clear to Darwin
after it.

What'’s it used for?

Why, it'’s for...

Well, you don'’t
make bonnets out of it.

[ laughs, mutters ]

[ fusses ]

Here'’s something
to cut your teeth on, sonny.

Look at him, will ya?

He latched
right onto her.

You'’re gonna be
a dead shot.

Oh, Bill!

Bill!

Bring the baby to me.

He'’s all right, Betsy.
He'’s fine.

I want him.
Bring him here.

In just a little while.

Now.

After you cut
your teeth, son,

you can stick '’em
with this here, huh?[ crying ]

[ laughter ]

[ laughter continues ]

What are you doing
to my baby?

Now, Betsy,
he'’s all right.

They'’re not hurting him.
They'’re just looking at him.

They'’re laughing at him.
I heard them.

Oh, we couldn'’t
help it, ma'’am.

The whole thing'’s
so darn comical.

This is the best joke.Joke?

So you think my baby'’s a joke?
How dare you.

You don'’t understand--Oh, yes, I do.

You didn'’t want him here
in the first place.

You detest babies.
You said so yourself.

No. Well, I--And so you get even
by making sport of him.

Dragging your friends in here
to stare at him

and laugh at him like he was
something in a sideshow.Oh, no, you got us all wrong.

We weren'’t laughing
at no kid, madam.
Oh!

We were just kidding around
with him, that'’s all, ma'am.Oh...

Well, we... [ gasps ]

Oh, you beasts!

Oh, Clara!

I know. I heard
on my way home from Darwin.

The story spread
way over there.[ crying ]

You oughta be ashamed
of yourself, Bill Tibbets,

turning this sacred event
into a Roman holiday.

And him, your own nephew!

Clear out,
the whole pack of you!

Here. Take these.

And don'’t come back
until you'’ve located
something with them.

[ fusses ]

Well, what are you
waiting for?

I'’m sorry if you were upset.
The boys didn'’t mean to--

Will you please go?[ coos ]

He'’s a beautiful baby.

You'’re an authority,
of course?

I had a little boy
myself once,
but I lost him.

Him and his mother both.

That'’s why I came out West--
hoping to forget.

But you don'’t forget.

[ cooing ]

Well, thank you
for letting me see him.

Bye.

What am I gonna do, Clara?

We'’ll manage somehow.

I told Bill as soon
as I could travel,
I'’d leave.

Get myself a job somewhere.

Put the baby in a...

Oh, Clara,
that'’s what I can't do--

turn him over to others
and give him up.

I love him. I love him!

[ sobbing ]

Judge! Judge Berry!

Judge!

Shut up, Bill!
Court'’s in session!

I struck it, Judge!

You'’re disturbing the peace!

Gold!

A whole crevice of it!

All I had to do
was pick it up!

Eureka?I'’ll be back later

to get it weighed
after I show it to the missus.

Come on, boy!

Come on!

E pluribus unum!

Don'’t forget,
I drafted ya!

[ laughing ]

Well, what do
you think of that?

You sure brought me luck, baby.
Happy birthday to you.

And don'’t you let it
run through your fingers
like some men I know.

Now, Clara... [ fussing ]

you go get your digging shoes
on, sweetheart,

and I'’ll take you up
and show you my claim.

[ knock on door ]

I understand--Monty!

MONTY:
Don'’t tell me you're the owner
of the 12-pound nugget.

No. It was all a joke.

There is no nugget.
Never was.

So this is where
you'’ve been hiding, huh?

Hoping never
to see you again.

Well, picked a pretty good
place, I'’d say.

[ fusses ]

What is it?

BETSY:
A boy.

And with a gold nugget
in his hand, huh?

Congratulations,
little Monty Warner.

His name'’s not Monty,
nor Warner neither.

He'’s my son, ain't he?

Worst luck.
But you'’ve got
no claim on him.

You married Betsy
under false pretenses.

You already had a wife.

Oh, I can make that
all right.

Divorce number one,
and then I'’ll--

I'’ll never go back to you.
Even if you were
the last man on earth.

And you'’ll never
have this baby.

Do you understand?
He'’s mine. All mine.

Maybe the courts
will decide different.

You wouldn'’t.Oh, wouldn'’t I?

I'’m gonna hunt out
the nearest judge
and bring charges.

You won'’t have far to go.
There'’s one right here
in Gunsight.

Good.
Judge Berry,
down at the store.

All right.
I'’ll take care of that
little matter right now.

Hear ye, hear ye.

This court is now open
and in session.

What'’s the charge?

Your Honor, I'’m the father
of this child.

Oh. And, uh,
she is the mother?

She is.

The most beautiful word
in the English language--
"mother."

The next most beautiful word
is "wife."

And she'’s your wife?

Well, uh, you see--No, sir. She ain'’t.

[ chattering ] [ gavel bangs ]

Quiet!

Your Honor--

You'’re a fine one
to talk about honor.

You don'’t marry the girl,
and you put her to all
the trouble of having a baby.

The fact remains
this boy is my son.

According to the laws
of this state--

Don'’t quote law to me!

I detest them technicalities.

And wipe that sneer
off your face,

or I'’ll fine you
for contempt of court.

This is ridiculous.

You bet it'’s ridiculous.

Do you think I'’d rule
to separate a newborn baby
from its mother

and turn it over
to a no-count ornery like you?

I wouldn'’t in a hundred years,
I wouldn'’t!

Then I'’ll appeal the case.
I'’ll take it to another court.

You'’ll drop the whole thing
right now, or else.

There'’s a penalty, Judge,
for shooting a man.

The law don'’t say nothing
about shooting skunks.

Now take my advice
and get going.

Hightail it outta here,

and don'’t show your face
around here again.

If you do, you might not
be lucky enough

to come out
with a whole hide.

And close the door
when you go out.

[ laughter ]

You sure
told him off, Judge.

Did he have
any lawful claim?

Heck, I wouldn'’t know.

I never read a law book
in my life.

[ laughing ][ laughter ]

Don'’t cry, honey.

Monty'’s gone, and he's not
gonna give you any more trouble.

Bill and me
will take care of you.

Oh, I couldn'’t stay here.
Not after this.

Everyone knowing my baby
is illegitimate.

[ crying ]Oh, that ain'’t your fault.

BETSY: I'’ll never be able
to look any of these folks
in the face again.

I'’m so ashamed.

I feel so disgraced
I could die!

[ crying ]

I didn'’t dig very deep,
but I got a hunch

it'’s gonna be the richest strike
ever made in this territory.

Now you can have all the things
you'’ve ever wanted, honey.

What'’s the matter?I don'’t like the looks
of that sky, Bill.

There'’s a sandstorm coming.

Well, let it come.

There'’s plenty of spots around
to mine where we can hold up.

What about Betsy?She'’s all right
here in the house.

[ wind whooshing ]

[ wind whooshing intensifies ]

Hello.

Anybody home?

[ reading ]

[ wind whooshing ]

He weathered it
like an old sourdough.

Suppose-- Suppose
you hadn'’t found us.

I was bound to.

This is what
I'’ve been looking for
for a long time.

Now that I'’ve found it,
I'’m never gonna let it go.

And just when
we were getting used
to having a kid in the house

and can afford
to take care of '’em,
they up and leave us.

Of course, I reckon
you'’ll be mighty glad

to be rid of all this
extra wash.

Won'’t be rid of it
for long, Bill.

You mean they'’re
coming back soon?

Nope.

Then whose things
will you be washing?

You just think about it
for awhile

and see if you can'’t think
of the answer.

Clara!

Boy! Boy, oh, boy!

I bet ours will be
a 15-pound nugget!

Yes, sirree,
a 15-pound nugget!

♪♪ [ trumpet ]