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Yes, sir, as fine a pair as you could ask.

The kind of a gift a man of property might give

to his, uh... wife.

Well, let me hear a bid. I want to open up a bid.

Let me have a bid, a $80 bid.

- $80! - $80 bid-a-bye,

$80 biddy-biddy-bye. Who'll give a $100 bill?

- 100! - $100 bill-a-bye, $100 bill.

Let me hear 125!

I'll tell you this, Pa, that studhorse is the answer.

With him and a few good broodmares,

and it wouldn't take no time,

we'd have the best line of livestock in the whole territory.

Well, you don't have to sell me. It's your project.

But I'd be careful if I was you.

That auctioneer sees that look in your eye,

and if you got a shill in the crowd,

he'll run the price of that stud up over 1,000.

Hey, Hoss, if you're running short, I have that $27 I saved.

I may take you up on that, little buddy.

Second time around, at 125!

Third, sold, at $125!

And now, gentlemen,

the real high point of this or any other sale.

Bring him in, José.

Gentlemen, I give you... Prince Omar!

He's coming up now.

Now, I'm not going to

insult you gentlemen's intelligence

by entertaining too low an opening bid.

I want to start the bidding at $500.

I want to hear a $500 bid. Let me hear a $500 bid.

This is Prince Omar, pure gold in horse flesh!

Let me hear a $400 bid. Who'll bid a $400?

Come, come, gentlemen.

Surely no urging is needed to commence the bidding

on this magnificent animal.

His splendid configuration,

his impeccable bloodlines speak for themselves.

Now, do I hear a bid of $400?

Let me hear a $400 bid.

Three hundred.

Four hundred.

$400 bid-a-mye, 400. Who'll make a $500 bid?

Who'll bid 500?

- Five hundred. - $500 bid I have.

- Five hundred. - 550.

- 550 dollar bills. - 575.

575! 575! Do I hear 600?

Who'll bid a 600? Let me hear a 600.

Six hundred!

$600 I have. $600 I have.

Going at $600.

Are you done, gentlemen?

Hoss, he'll be gone!

Going at $600.

$627!

Does that bid stand, mister?

It stands. He's my agent.

- 750. - 750 I have. Who'll make it 800?

Going at 750.

Going once at $750.

What do you think, Pa?

Well, he's a fine animal, but it's your decision.

- Going twice at $750. - Go ahead, Hoss, go on.

All through?

Eight hundred.

$800 bid-a-mye. $800.

Going at 800.

Do I hear $850?

Are you all through?

Going once at $800.

Going at 800 twice.

Last call.

Sold for $800!

Congratulations!

Yeah. It's worth every penny of it.

He's in Cassie's name, so you'll have to sign a bill of sale.

That agent doesn't know that I'm involved.

I'm well aware of that.

Well, with his commission out, there will be well over 700 left.

But aren't you going to need any of that for yourself?

Oh, I'll... I'll get by.

Where can I contact you?

No need, Kevin.

You made a promise to me last night.

I'm holding you to it.

Is there nothing I can do to change your mind?

Yes, there is, but you won't do it!

You can't change what you are, and we can't change you.

So let's just leave it at that, all right?

I know I've made promises in the past, but...

Can you not understand that I'm caught in the middle? I...

With what comes easy, the con, the blarney, the...

And what I really want, you and Cassie.

But this time it could be different.

Kevin, it isn't easy! I know that.

If only you could have...

Have worked as hard...

At something real.

Oh, Kevin, what's the use?

Do you believe I love you, oh, dear heart?

It hasn't all been bad, has it?

No.

No, there have been some... wonderful times.

Cassie, would you please wait downstairs

for your mother and me?

We need to talk alone.

Oh, no. No, not again.

I can't let you do this to me again!

Cassie... Cassie, we're leaving now.

Cassie, my love...

Now, I give you my word, right now...

I'll find us that horse ranch that we've all dreamed about for so long.

It will be a place of our very own.

Well, now what do you say to that, Cassandra Miren?

It will be just like a fairy tale come true.

And we'll live there happily ever after, huh?

When I was five, I believed every word you said.

When I was 10, I wanted to believe some of the things you said.

But now, I can't even do that.

Papa, don't lie to us.

And don't make us lie for you anymore.

Just let us go. Please?

We'll get along. Just let us go.

It shouldn't be much longer now, ma'am.

If we'd known you wanted a bank draft instead of cash,

I would have had the money ready for you.

Oh, just so we don't miss the stage to Laramie.

Oh.

Well, you have a while.

Could I go say goodbye to him?

Oh, darling, it might make it harder.

Hello, Prince Omar.

Take... Take it easy, boy. Take it easy.

No, don't, don't! No!

You spooked him.

There's two things he hates, dogs and boys!

Well, thanks. But you can't go in there!

- He's spooked wild. - Just leave him to me.

Easy, boy.

Yeah.

What happened to him?

Oh, he just gets like that sometimes.

He'll be all right now.

You weren't even afraid of him.

Even when he was plain loco, you weren't afraid of him at all.

Afraid?

How can you be afraid of something that you love?

Your bank draft, and your cash.

Thank you.

- And thank you, Mr. Cartwright. - You're welcome.

I hope you think it was a fair price.

Well, it's what my husband felt it should bring.

I'm sorry your husband isn't in town.

If has any more stock like that Prince Omar,

I'd sure like to talk to him about acquiring some.

Well, I'm... I'm sure he'd be very interested.

It's unfortunate that he's, uh, out scouting

for a new ranch right now.

Sure is a fine looking animal.

Uh, he's sort of her horse.

I mean, she knows him, I think.

Mr. Cartwright, this is my daughter, Cassandra.

- Hello. - Well, Cassandra.

Hello.

Well, I guess we're ready to go.

Cassie, Mr. Cartwright has been so kind as to offer

us a ride as far as Virginia City.

- Hey, that's great. - Thank you.

I'll... I'll take the horse from you, sweetheart.

Please be good to him.

I'll... I'll do my best, sweetheart.

Come on, boy.

The bags.

All right.

Hey.

Well, he's got a lot of spunk for an old, tired horse.

What do you mean, "old, tired?"

Yeah, what is he, about 14? 15?

Joseph, take another look at that animal.

Yeah, he... He's got to be a little older than that.

Yeah...

Well, you must have got a good buy on him.

- What did you pay, $100? - I paid $800 for him.

Eight hundred? You've got to be kidding me.

- Were you drunk? - Joseph...

I'm kidding you. I'm kidding you. Relax.

Oh, it's a beautiful horse.

Look, I'm not saying he's as good a horse as Cochise,

but he's a good-looking horse.

You wouldn't be trying to

con me into a race would you, little brother?

I might be thinking in those terms, yeah.

Nah, nah, nah. It'd be like stealing money.

That horse will outrun Cochise or anything else in the territory.

I wouldn't make all those wild statements

'til you put a saddle on him.

Well, we'll get around to that.

Thank you, Clem.

I'll probably put a saddle on him tomorrow.

Yeah, who you gonna have sitting in that saddle?

Me, of course. I'll find out how fast he is.

That's cruelty to animals.

You're gonna have a hard time selling a bent horse.

Now, just how large a spread were you looking for?

Well, it depends.

What is important is plenty of grazing land for horses.

How many head?

Well, I'd be starting off small.

Well, there's some possibilities.

I, uh... I didn't get your name.

You don't have to worry, Mr. Kendall.

You'll get your percentage. The name is O'Casey.

If you'd like, I'll sign a piece of paper

stating that you told me about those places.

Well, there's a...

Place up north, not too far from town.

What about, uh, the Cartwright ranch?

The Ponderosa?

You're talking about one of the biggest spreads in Nevada.

Just heard the name. Heard it was good, fertile land.

Maybe they'd sell a piece of it.

Ben Cartwright? A piece of the Ponderosa?

No, you'd find it easier

to try and buy a part of the Silver Queen.

But, there are a couple of places out near there.

Good ones, too.

Yeah.

The Larson ranch borders on the Ponderosa.

And the Croningers just out west a little bit.

Look, if you can wait 'til tomorrow, I'll show them to you.

Well, I am in a bit of a hurry.

Tell you what, if you just give me directions

on these places and some of the others,

I'll... I'll let you know.

All right.

Whoa. Whoa, boy. Whoa, boy.

Whoa.

Whoa, whoa.

- Whoa. - Easy, Prince.

- Whoa. Whoa, whoa. - Easy.

Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa, hyah. Whoa, boy.

Easy, boy. Just take it easy. It's all right.

- Easy, boy, easy. - Whoa! Whoa.

Whoa.

Cassie...

You're gonna have to teach me that whistle,

else the horse is gonna wear itself plumb out.

Maybe Hop Sing has got some carrots in there

that will do the same trick.

In the meantime, you keep teaching him his manners.

I'll be back in a minute.

You sure love him something fierce, don't you?

He's a good horse, all right.

Maybe doesn't pay to love anything too much, though.

Why... Why is that?

'Cause someday you could lose him.

Ye... Yeah, I guess you're right.

But, anyway, you'll be able to stay here with him

for a couple more days.

Oh, yes.

I'm glad Mr. Cartwright invited us to stay overnight for your birthday.

Yeah, so am I.

Maybe I can even get to know Prince better.

- Oh, Jamie. - Yes, sir?

Um, Joseph saw some stray horses beyond the south ravine.

Now, do you think you could pick them up?

Oh, sure, I'll bring 'em in!

Good.

- Uh, Mr. Cartwright? - Yes, Jamie.

Um, do you think I could take the rig?

The rig? To pick up strays?

Well, sure, why not? I... I could trail my horse.

I see. You weren't intending to go by yourself.

Well, somebody ought to show her the ranch.

That sounds very logical.

Joseph, don't you think that sounds logical?

Very logical. Mmm-hmm.

- Yeah. - I... I was gonna ask her to...

To actually ride with me, but...

But she... She looks so...

- You know... - Um, fragile?

- Yeah, yeah. - Yeah.

Those fragile, delicate ones, Jamie,

they're the ones that fool you the most.

Oh, yeah.

Um...

Mr. Cartwright, will you ask her?

Well, I... I'd like to, Jamie, but I just haven't time to go myself.

Uh, I...

I... I didn't mean that. I meant, uh...

Will you ask her for me?

Jamie, you know, there comes a time...

When a fella has to ask a girl for himself.

And I think that time... has come.

Is it all right, Mom?

Yes, yes, I would think so.

Uh, do you have a safe horse for her, Jamie?

A gentle mare, perhaps?

Something more suitable for a young girl?

Oh, sure. She can have Francie.

She's a sorrel mare. Rides just like a rocking chair.

Thank you.

All right, well, I'll get her saddled up.

- Thank you, Mrs. O'Casey. - All right.

I'll see you later, Cassie.

Why?

Cassie, word travels fast.

A girl your age who rides too well,

now, suppose someone should hear about it.

Are we always gonna have to live like that?

Afraid that... That someone is gonna find out?

No, darling. It's just now we've got to be more careful.

Oh, darling, we're going to have a whole new life together, you and me.

In time, the...

The past and everything we've been through...

Will be forgotten.

It's not easy to forget, is it, Mom?

No, it isn't.

Oh, darling. I know.

No sign of the strays over there.

Hey, I hope you're not getting too tired.

- I forgot we come so far. - That's all right.

How's the mare?

You said it, rides like a rocking chair.

Well, Francie can really open up when she wants to,

but she's a lady, she knows when she has to behave.

I'm so glad.

Well, do you want to rest?

- If you do. - All right.

- Um, may I help you down? - Thank you.

There you go.

You sure are strong.

Aw, shucks, you...

You don't weigh more than a sack of potatoes.

Well, thanks.

Well, I mean... You know what I mean.

And I mean, "thanks."

Oh, isn't it beautiful out here?

It sure is.

All the mountains, and the canyons.

Jamie, did you ever want to be a bird?

No, I can't say that I have.

I have.

Just think of it, flying up there, alone and peaceful,

nobody around, just me and the sky.

I think I'll try it.

It's a long tumble down.

Wouldn't you come get me?

Oh, I don't know if it would be worth it or not.

Why not?

Why, you'd be all messed up.

Folks would probably skin me alive when I got you back home.

Jamie, your Pa would never really do anything

to hurt you, would he?

You mean Mr. Cartwright?

No. No, he wouldn't.

But he's...

I mean, my own father died nearly two years ago.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Don't. You needn't be.

You see, I was alone, and...

And Mr. Cartwright and Hoss and Joe came along and...

I... I guess they figured I was a stray, and they took me in.

You know, now it's kind of funny.

What is?

I don't feel like a stray anymore.

I hope my pa would understand.

I think he would.

But you know what?

Sometimes I find myself calling Mr. Cartwright "Pa" now.

Do you think that's wrong, Cassie?

Oh, no, no!

Jamie, you're so lucky.

You know where you belong.

Yeah, that's it. I really do.

One of the strays. I'm gonna go get him.

I'll go with you.

- You can't, Cassie. - Why not?

Well, 'cause you're a girl.

Well, what does that have to do with it?

Well, girls are kind of, you know, fragile.

That's silly!

Well, no it isn't. And this is a man's job.

You've got to know how to ride and handle a horse.

Yeah, but Jamie, I...

Now, you stay here where it's safe,

and I'll be back with that stray quicker than you can pick a posey.

Hyah!

Why don't we see what kind of a rocking horse you really are?

Let's go.

Whoa, girl.

Good girl! Now let's really do it.

Okay, girl, come on.

Whoa, girl. Back up. Back!

Let's go. Come on.

Cassie, how you can ride!

Jamie, you can't tell, please! Not anyone!

Why not, if you can ride like that?

Jamie, you've got to promise me.

Promise me you won't tell!

But why?

My... My mother made me promise I'd ride carefully.

I mean, I'd never...

Jamie, swear to me. I'll be in terrible trouble.

All right, Cassie.

You swear it? Not your pa, not anyone?

I swear it.

- Howdy. - Howdy.

- Can I help you? - You sure can.

I'm looking for the Larson ranch.

I must have missed it somewhere back there on the turn.

Yeah, well, that's easy to do.

We can get this straightened out in no time.

- The name's Cartwright. - Ah, Kevin O'Casey.

You sure have a beautiful spread here, Mr. Cartwright.

I confess I've dreamed of owning one just like it someday.

At the moment, I'll have to settle for a good deal less.

Well, you don't need a spread the size of the Ponderosa

to breed horses, Mr. O'Casey.

How did you know what business I was in, Mr. Cartwright?

Well, I met your wife and daughter in Carson City.

- Oh, did you now? - Yes!

Well, you must know how blessed a man I am.

Indeed I do.

You must also understand how anxious I am

to find the ranch that I need.

The sooner I do that,

the sooner I can rejoin my family back in Laramie.

Mr. O'Casey...

Would you, uh, come into the house for a moment?

Well, sure.

I think I might have a surprise for you.

Oh.

You lied to us again, Kevin.

But this time, it won't work.

I swear to you, I did not know you were here.

- How could I? - Not again, Kevin.

Not again, and not here!

Even if I have to tell them.

You are not going to do it here!

Now, you haven't answered my question.

How could I have known you were here?

Prince Omar.

You could have asked who bought him,

and where they could be found.

You're right... I am lying.

I did follow you, but not for the reasons you think.

Oh, it's true, Norma, you've got to believe me.

All right, I've lied in the past, but never about this.

I've never lied about my love for you.

Well, look...

These are all the places that I've looked at

between here and Carson City.

And here's the Larson ranch. It's somewhere close by.

Oh, I tell you, Norma, it's just perfect for the three of us.

Cassie...

You've heard me promise in the past that...

There could be an end to everything that's been.

And there can be.

Don't you see? Without the two of you, there's nothing for me.

All right.

I'll just be going on.

Kevin...

Kevin, what is the truth?

What is the real truth, about everything you've been saying?

That there's a man who loves you and that blessed child you gave him.

And not for a moment have I ever been worthy of you.

But finally, I've made my mind up to try.

Mind you, to try and change all of that.

Oh, Kevin, if you only knew how much I want to believe that.

Norma, you can.

You can.

I don't believe you, Papa.

I don't know why you came here, but it's not why you said.

Oh, yes it is.

All I know is, you're going to hurt us again, Papa.

And I'm not going to let you do it.

I don't care what I have to do.

I'm not going to let you hurt us.

Prince?

I... I just came out to say goodbye.

Oh, I know, I don't like it any more than you do.

But I've thought and thought, and there's just nothing I can do.

Oh, Prince, you belong here now.

I mean, like Jamie does, but...

I just don't belong anywhere.

That's why I've got to go.

You know, I know Mom is gonna go with Papa.

No matter what she says, I know she's gonna go.

And...

I... I don't know, I guess she can't help it, but...

I don't have to. I...

Well, if I do...

I mean, it'll just all happen over again.

Oh, Papa will keep at me and smile, and...

Maybe he can't help it either, but...

He will, Prince! I know he will!

I just can't stand it.

I just can't stand it!

Oh! Oh, Prince!

Oh.

Hey, Cassie.

It's kind of late for a little gal like you to be up, isn't it?

I don't blame you much, though.

I came out to say good night to the prince myself.

I brought him some carrots. You want to feed him one?

Here.

Hey...

What's the matter here?

What's going on?

Are you afraid I'm gonna mistreat your Prince Omar?

Is somebody mistreating you?

Oh, you've all been wonderful.

It's... It's...

Don't do it, Mr. Hoss!

Don't race Prince Omar against my father's horse!

Oh, well, honey, I ain't got no intentions to.

Yeah, but you will!

Papa will talk you into it someway.

He always does!

And then you'll lose the prince.

Oh, well, that ain't likely.

But that's why Papa is here.

He...

He cheats people.

Cassie, that's...

That's a pretty tough thing

for a little girl like you to be saying about her daddy.

I wasn't too little to race his horse for him.

Three times I rode Captain against the prince,

and three times I beat him and won him back.

Well, I had to!

To get the prince back. I love him!

But I wouldn't do anything to hurt any of you.

Please, you've got to believe me.

Oh!

Her heart was just breaking.

How's she feeling now?

I don't know. All I'm for sure of is that she's up there in her room, but...

And you're sure she's telling you the truth, huh?

Joseph, if you had seen that little face,

you wouldn't have to ask that question.

Yeah... Want some more coffee?

Yeah.

So, O'Casey has got quite a thing going for him, huh?

Sells Prince at auction,

then he races Captain against him, wins,

ends up with the same two horses all over again.

Well, don't forget the auction money.

Yeah.

She says that he fakes a cripple knee or something.

Then he bets the other fella that even a kid can win on Captain.

Take any grown man, put him on Prince Omar...

Put Cassie who weighs about, what, 85 pounds, soaking wet on Captain...

Prince Omar has got to be the first one to tire

after any appreciable distance.

Yeah, every little girl should have a father like that.

Well, one thing, he hasn't asked you to race yet.

Not yet, but... she says he will.

Are you sure that's the lowest price you can make it, Mr. Larson?

- That's it, rock bottom. - I see.

Fifteen hundred, you say?

I don't suppose you might consider, say, 700?

Nope.

Well, I may want to bring my wife over, if...

If that would be all right with you.

That's fine. Anytime.

Fine. Thanks very much.

See you, Jed.

Old Jed is sort of hard-headed, but that's a dang good price.

Oh, it is that.

It's exactly what I've been looking for.

Well, I wouldn't hesitate. I'd jump on it.

Yeah, of course, but... in a case like this,

I'd like my family in on any decisions.

After all, it is going to be our home, for all of us.

Well, yeah. That's the way it should be.

Kevin, you gave us your word!

I also promised you a ranch.

We need 1,500, we've only got 700.

Then find another, one we can afford.

I've looked everywhere.

I tell you, there's none other like it to be had.

Oh, it's blue water, green grazing land.

A beautiful white house with a picket fence,

a brand-new barn.

It would be a lovely home for the three of us.

I tell you, it's a dream come to pass.

Another one of those beautiful dreams that never come true.

Cassie was right about you.

You planned this from the start.

I never did!

I tell you, it wasn't until I saw the Larson ranch

that I realized it was the only way

to give you and Cassie what you should have.

Oh, Cassie, I tell you, this time it's different.

No.

It's for our future, for our home.

It's for us.

Oh, no, it isn't. It's just for you.

You just love winning and cheating people,

more than you do Mama and me.

All right! You talk to her.

You know what's at stake.

She said everything I have to say.

So be it.

I can still do it on my own.

This is, uh, "To Jamie, from Doc Martin."

- Ha! - Oh, wow, it's great!

Just what I wanted. Thank you, Doctor.

You're welcome, Jamie.

Well, here's the big one, the one I've been waiting to open.

It... It says, "To Jamie, from..."

And it just has a question mark.

It doesn't say who it's from.

Well, open it!

All right.

All right.

Ah, here it is.

- That's nice. - Yeah, finally.

It's great.

Cassie?

Thank you very much.

Oh, look at this.

Oh, Joe!

- You got it! - Now, there's a saddle.

- There you go. - It's beautiful!

That's a little something from Pa and me.

Thank you very much! Thank you! It's great.

The only thing you're getting from me, Jamie, is a promise.

The first colt that Omar sires is yours.

Hoss, you mean it?

Absolutely.

Cassie, did you hear that? Thank you very much!

Congratulations, Jamie.

A colt from Prince Omar...

You couldn't do better than that.

When are we going to see this prize of yours, Hoss?

Hey, Doc, I thought nobody would ever ask. Come on!

Thank you very much, Cassie.

It's really the best present of all.

You're welcome.

Um, I have something for you.

For me? On your birthday?

Yeah. I wanted you to have it.

I made it myself.

Cassie?

Gosh, what did I do now?

Well, here he is.

He's a real winner, Hoss.

What did he cost you? Or aren't you telling?

No, no big secret. $800.

And worth every cent of it.

Hell, but 27 of that belongs to Jamie, and he hasn't paid me yet, either.

Well, don't worry, I will.

Ladies and gentlemen, a toast!

Of course we all know it's young Jamie's day,

and justly so.

But it's also our good friend Hoss Cartwright's,

for he's one lucky man.

A toast to his health!

And the best of luck with his new stallion,

who is the handsomest, and most distinguished,

and second-fastest horse in Nevada.

"Second-fastest?"

I'm afraid that's true, Hoss.

You see, the stallion that I ride, Captain,

oh, he... He's much faster than Prince Omar.

That's ridiculous.

Of course, if you'd be willing to...

Oh, I... I couldn't do that.

I mean, you're too good a friend.

I couldn't take such advantage.

Uh, what advantage?

I mean, what were you about to propose?

Hoss, why don't you just forget about it?

No, wait a minute. Wait a minute, Pa. I want to pursue this.

What were you about to suggest, Mr. O'Casey?

Well, I was going to propose a match race for, say, two miles.

Now, if the Prince Omar takes the Captain,

well, then, my horse is yours.

But if the Captain takes the Prince, well...

Then, Omar is yours.

That's right.

I see.

Well, I'll tell you what, Mr. O'Casey...

You got yourself a bet, right here and now.

Son, do you know what you're doing?

You're giving away over 100 pounds!

I know exactly what I'm doing.

Well, you ready, Hoss? Where's the starting line?

Oh, my, you seem terribly impatient

for a man that's about to lose his horse.

- Ah! Oh, dagburnit. - What is it?

Oh!

I pulled my knee.

I pulled a tendon loose or something down there,

I don't know what.

You're not saying you don't intend to go through with this race, are you?

Oh, no! No, no, no. I ain't saying that at all.

Well, what are you saying then?

The fact is that this race is

just to see which horse is the fastest, ain't it?

- That's right. - I mean, that being the case,

then it don't make no difference who's up, does it?

Uh, I think I'll use a substitute.

Here, young lady, come here a minute.

Ah, there you go.

Now... my rider is up, Mr. O'Casey.

The race will start around behind the barn.

Follow that road right there up around the canyon

that comes back in about a quarter of a mile down here.

You'll finish up right back here at the barn.

- That's fine. - All right.

I'm gonna beat you, Papa.

I'm ready.

Ready.

All right, Little Joe.

Anytime you're ready, let 'er rip.

She's caught up with him.

Come on, Cassie! Come on!

Come on, Cassie.

You pull up, you hear?

Pull up, Cassie!

She's ahead! Cassie's ahead of him!

- Look at her go! - Come on, Cassie!

Come on!

Cassie!

Whoa.

- Hey... - Let's go!

Cassie, baby? Oh, are you all right?

Oh, dear God, what have I done?

You came back.

You could have won and you came back.

Oh, darling!

Oh, my love.

When's that... Dang doctor gonna tell us

what's the matter, anyhow?

It wasn't your fault, son. It was an accident.

No, it's because of me it happened.

I'm the only one responsible for her.

What difference does it make who was responsible?

As long as Cassie...

I'll, uh...

I'll get some coffee.

Mr. and Mrs. O'Casey.

Can you come up here a minute, please?

- I'm here. - Oh, Cassie. Cassie?

I told you I'd beat you, Papa.

You sure did.

Cassie, you all right?

It's just, my head hurts a little.

Now, you just lie there, honey.

Just lie still and rest.

Her reflexes all seem normal.

Undoubtedly, just a mild concussion.

Oh, Cassie...

I'll get the rig back to you in a couple of days, Mr. Cartwright.

No rush. No rush.

I think it's a good deal for you, O'Casey.

You run that place of Larson's for a year or so,

maybe he'll bring the price down.

Well, I'll work at it. In the meantime,

there's a lot of forgiveness I have to earn.

Well, how's the patient?

- I'm fine, really I am. - Good!

This time I am leaving, Prince, but not far.

You behave, now.

I'll come back and see you.

That's all right, isn't it?

You betcha. Anytime.

Come on, darling.

There you go.

Still only a sack of potatoes.

Thanks, Jamie.

I don't know how to thank you, Mr. Cartwright.

No need.

Just as long as that little girl has a happy home.

Oh, that she will.

Uh, Cassie, if you'd like a ride to school,

I... I mean, it's on my way.

Papa?

Well, I...

Anytime you say.

I'll see you on Monday.

All right.

- Bye. - Bye.

- Goodbye, Mr. O'Casey. - Thanks very much.

Take care.

Now, what's this about Monday morning?

Oh, Mr. Cartwright.