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Doggone it, you're still the
best-looking gal I ever saw.

You ain't as young
as you used to be,

but, uh,
a set of legs like them,

there ain't nobody gonna pay
no attention to that age.

No.

Them old big moony eyes

and that little
turned-up nose...

that shiny black hair

and that big, black,
bushy tail.

Doggone it, you quit worryin'
so much, anyhow.

Old Jim ain't gonna let them
take you away from here.

Now...

I got work to do.

I can't stand here
complimentin' you all day.

Nope.

Hey, Jim!

Didn't expect you
back this soon.

How'd the trial turn out?

I didn't wait to find out.

You didn't?

Jim, you mean you just got up
and walked out?

Yeah.

Too close and stuffy
in that courtroom for me.

You feel the same way,
don't you, old girl?

Hmm?

There. Go and visit your friend.

Come on.

You know, Jim, that...

that judge could rule
against you.

Regardless of how he rules,

Whipple is not going
to get that mare.

And that's all that counts.

Look at her, will you?

What are you fussing about?

She thinks she's got
a secret we don't know.

She's sure in fine shape, Jim.

She's going to give me
a fine colt.

She's done that
quite a few times

over the years, hasn't she?

She sure has.

Getting to be
an old lady, though.

This is the last colt
she's going to have.

But it's going to be the most
special colt in the world.

You know that niece of mine
I told you about

over in Grass Valley?

Well, I ain't never met her,
of course,

but I feel like I know her,

the way you've talked about her
the last 15 years.

I guess I do talk about her
quite a bit.

Well, she has a little boy.

Three years old.

A boy that age ought to have
a colt of his own.

Gonna take the mare
over to Grass Valley.

I want to be with her
when the colt is born.

Jim, let me...
let me do the talkin'.

It may not be
what you think it is.

Pete. Mr. Whipple.

Howdy, Hoss.

What brings you
out this way, Pete?

You doin' a little
electioneering?

I'm always doing that,

especially in enemy territory.

This time, I'm here
on official business.

Should've stayed around, Acton.

The judge handed down
his decision

five minutes after
you walked out on him.

Pete...

how'd it turn out?

Here.

Read it.

You read it, Hoss.

The judge awarded the mare
to Mr. Whipple.

Look, you both had
your day in court,

you both had your say.

Now, the mare belongs
to Whipple and that's that.

You all know
the mare belongs to me.

I made a deal to buy
a bunch of wild horses from you,

and the mare
is part of the herd.

That mare was never
part of the herd,

and you know it!

Oh, wait a minute,
come on, Jim!

Hold it, hold it!
Come on, Jim.

That's not what the judge said.

Come here, Jim.

Come here.
I want to talk to you.

Jim, come here a minute,
you hard-headed...

Now, I got a plan.

Just calm down a minute.

Look, Pete...

I ain't got no money on me,

and I-I know Jim ain't,

but maybe we could go get Pa

and buy the mare back, huh?

Well, I'd say
that's up to Whipple.

She's not for sale.

I'm keeping her for myself.

Whipple, you touch that mare,

I'll kill you.

How 'bout it, Sheriff?

The law say I got a right
to collect what's mine?

That's what the law says.

Give me your rope.

All right.
She's all yours.

That's all I ask.

Jim, wait a minute!

Calm down, dad-burnit, Jim.

There's a right way and
a wrong way to do everything,

and you're trying
to do it the wrong way.

Now, I guarantee you
we'll get this all settled.

That's good advice, Jim.

I'm warning you.

Let it be.

Well, that's that.

And now that I'm up here,
I might as well see your dad.

Do a little campaigning.

I don't think
it'll do much good, Pete.

He's gonna support old Roy.

Well, that's exactly why
I want to talk to him.

No sense wasting my time
on all those good folks

I already know
are gonna support me.

Yeah.
Want to ride along?

No. No, thank you, Pete.

You'll find Pa
up at Spencer Canyon.

You know how to get there.
Yeah.

I'll stick around here
with old Jim.

All right, suit yourself.

Yeah.

Hoss, I'm not going
to give her up.

Now, look, Jim, don't you
start nothin', you hear?

You let me handle this.

I'll talk to Pa
and we'll get her back.

When?

That mare's been with me
for 18 years.

She's not just another
piece of horseflesh

for Whipple to trade off.

Look, Jim, you go on back
to the house and stay there.

I'll go find Pa, and we'll
figure out something.

I gotta get her back.

Do you understand?

Yes, dad-burnit, I understand.

You don't need the gun,
Mr. Whipple.

I'm not looking for trouble.

Just want to talk to you.

Don't start anything, Acton.

You already lost one lawsuit.

You lay a hand on me,

I'll swear out a warrant.

Be reasonable, Mr. Whipple.

To you, a horse is just a horse.

Well, that's your business.

With me, it's different.

It's over and done with.

I know you got a good market

for those, uh, wild horses
I round up.

I'll ask Ben Cartwright
to give me some time off.

I'll get you 50 head.

That's five times as much
as the mare's worth to you.

Is it a deal, Mr. Whipple?

I said it's over and done with.

Come on!

Don't pull on her that way!

Let go of that rope, Acton.

She's not used
to being treated that way.

Well, she'd better well
get used to it.

I tried to be nice to you.

Ah, you go get yourself
that warrant,

but like I told you before,

you're not taking this mare.

All right, old girl.

Let's go home.

♪♪

I didn't count on going away
so soon, old girl.

Well, I just can't understand

a judge handing down
a decision like that.

Jim always used that mare
for rounding up his wild horses.

Everybody knew that.

Well, why did Jim
have to beat up

old Whipple in the first place?

And then on top of that, get up
and walk out of the courtroom?

Because he thought
he could get away with it.

Well, there's no point
in talking about it.

Soon as Sam Whipple
gets over being mad,

I'll offer him such a good price
for that mare,

he'll sell her back.

He better.

The way Jim carried on,

you'd think that was
the only mare in the country.

Well, he always was kind of
a strange one, anyway.

Boys, take them horses,

put 'em in the breaking corral.

Mr. Cartwright?

Have you thought much
about the election?

Well, uh, yes.

Yes, Pete, as a matter of fact,
I have.

Well, I'm glad to hear that.

You know, a lot of people
are backing me, Mr. Cartwright.

Influential people in town,

men that you know and respect.

Well, I appreciate that,

uh, Pete, but, uh...

I think Roy Coffee has made a...

made a fine sheriff for us.

Oh, well, sure, but...
times change, Hyah!

And Roy's getting
a little bit too old

to change with 'em, is all.
Hyah!

Now, what I plan to do
is reorganize...

Hasn't anybody told
that brother of yours

that there's other ways
of riding a horse

except at a dead run?

Pa, it's Sam Whipple.

I found him dead alongside
the road near Big Fork.

He'd been shot.

Did he have Jim Acton's mare
with him?

No, just his own saddle horse.

Joe, ride into town.

Tell Sheriff Coffee
to meet us at Big Fork.

Right. I can handle this
myself, Mr. Cartwright.

I'm sure you can,
but Roy's still our sheriff.

All right, then.

It's all my fault, Pa.

Knowing the way he felt
about that mare

and knowing how
hotheaded he was,

I should never have
left him here alone.

Well, I still say
Jim's no killer.

Whipple must've pulled a gun
on him or something.

He had to have a good reason.

Well, Jim should've...
should've known

that I could've bought
that mare back for him.

Seems to me we're wasting
an awful lot of time.

It seems to me
you're awfully anxious, Pete.

I'm not in the habit
of feeling sorry for killers.

Pete's right.

There's no sense in giving him
any more of a head start

than he's already got.

I can handle it alone
if you want me to, Sheriff.

I can bring him in.

How? Draped over a saddle?

Like you brought in
the last three?

I did my job, didn't I?

Roy.

Boys and I know this part
of the country pretty well.

Want us to ride with you?

Just fixin' to ask you, Ben.

Never thought I'd see the day

I'd be out chasing a friend
with a rifle.

Well, you don't want him
to get away with it, do you?

No.

I don't want to see him
get shot, neither. Do you?

That's a question
you didn't have to ask.

♪♪

♪♪

I hear 'em, girl.

I'm going to make it
as easy on you as I can.

Hyah.

♪♪

I wish he hadn't done that, Ben.

When you chase a man that's
just running, that's one thing,

but when you chase a man

that's turned around
and bushwhacked you...

Oh, Roy, come on.
Don't be silly.

If he'd wanted to hit something,
he'd have hit it.

Jim Acton's
the best rifle shot I know.

I hate to leave it, girl.

That's as close to home
as I ever got.

Frank.
Yeah, Pete?

Flank him on the right side.

All right, Pete.

They'll never find old Jim
up there, Joe.

Yeah, maybe that climb
will cool Pete off a little bit.

Yeah, like the...

Remember the time we thought
we had that old stallion

trapped up there
and old Jim rode up?

Yeah, I remember.
He started laughing at us.

Said that old stallion had
let us think we had him trapped

and while we were breaking
our necks climbing up there,

he'd sneak out the back way.

Yeah.

Hey, Joe...

you thinkin' what I am?

You bet I am.

Now, where in the devil
they think they're going?

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa.

Over here, Jim.

That was a rock
you heard over there.

The oldest trick
in the world, Joe.

And I'm sorry
I ever taught it to you.

How are you, Little Joe?

That's the second oldest trick.
We'll shake hands later.

You, too, huh, Hoss?

I should have known.

You got to thinking
about that stallion

we thought we had trapped
up there that time?

That's right, Jim.

You boys have long memories.

You gave us a lot
to remember, Jim.

Yeah.

We had good times together.

And we're gonna have a lot more

as soon as we get
this mess cleaned up.

Look, Jim...

Pa and us know
as well as we're alive

that you didn't just shoot
Whipple down for no cause.

What happened back there?

A man shoots at you,

you shoot back.

You have no time to think.

We can understand that,

but now you've had
time to think.

That's right, Jim.

Think about that niece.

You told us how much
she thinks of you.

How's she gonna feel
having a fugitive for an uncle?

I thought about it.

Then you come on back
with us now.

I've been thinking
about that stallion we...

we tried to trap up there.

I know how you are, Hoss.

I know that heart of yours.

And yours, too, Little Joe.

You don't show it, but, uh...

you're just the same.

That stallion...

even if we had caught him,

neither one of you
would've put a rope around him.

You knew he had to be free.

Dad-burnit, Jim, we...

we can't let you go.

Try to make it easy
on everybody.

Didn't take his rifle.

Planning on letting him escape?

Well, you can step aside now.

I'm taking over.

Are you real sure
you can handle it, Pete?

Yeah, I'm real sure.

I'm no particular friend of his.

♪♪

Whoa, whoa! Wait!

My mare is getting very tired.

Can we rest here
a little while, please?

All right.

I guess all the horses
can use some rest.

Roy?
Yeah?

Can I talk with him?

You sure can, Ben,

but I don't think
it's gonna do you no good.

He's a drifter.
He was born to it.

And that kind of man
just don't change.

Yah!

He's a friend.

Look at him, Frank.

Treatin' that killer
like he was something special.

Well, maybe that's because

they've been friends
for a long time.

I sure don't like the way Roy's
listening to those Cartwrights.

For all we know, they could be
planning on letting him escape.

Oh, Pete, I find that
kind of hard to believe.

Well, then, don't believe it.

But I know my obligation
to the law,

and I know I don't want
to get myself killed

the way Whipple did.

Now, you can follow my lead
or string along with Roy.

It doesn't much matter which.

From now on,
you better watch your back.

Well, the way you tell it, Jim,

Sam Whipple, well...

that was self-defense.

That's the way it was, Ben.

But who's going to believe it?

Well, I do, for one.

Thanks.

But you won't be on the jury.

What chance has
a drifter like me got?

Same chance as
any other man would have.

I'm trying to give you
some good advice, Jim.

Will you take it?

Depends what you
expect me to do.

Well, number one:

I expect you to stop trying

to stand up
against the world alone.

Number two:

I expect you to go back there
and face the music.

And let them lock me up?

Look at that.

Beautiful sight, isn't it?

Yeah.

It's real beautiful.

I've told you more than once

you can have a piece of it,

if you want to settle down.

Never could, Ben.

I get an itching,
and I gotta move.

Even country like that...

You hold your fingers up

like you're looking
through bars

and you can spoil it.

You won't listen, will you, Jim?

You're going to run. Again.

I have to.

I'm afraid the only end
to it will be a...

a bullet.

What's the idea?

Just removing the temptation.

You think that
was necessary, huh?

I think so.

Have you looked
at the sun lately?

Yeah, I seen it.

Well, if we hang
around here much longer,

we won't be back before dark.

You like herding prisoners
after dark?

No, I don't.

That's why we're staying
overnight at the Ponderosa.

You're sort of treating him
like a guest, aren't you?

A guest of
the Nevada Territory.

And you aren't even
gonna tie him up.

Now, there's six of us
and one of him.

That's pretty fair odds,
ain't it?

Well, now that you mention it,
I guess it is.

♪♪

♪♪

You're not gonna
fall for that, are you?

Nah.

Didn't you forget something?

Frank, hang on!

Frank!

That's the last trouble
you're gonna cause me.

You put that gun down!

Broken leg, Ben.

I have never hurt
a horse in my life.

You did it!

Jim! Away!

Ben...

can you trust me with a gun?

Go ahead, Ben.

Touch that gun,
I'll blow you in two.

There's an unwritten law
around here:

A man takes care
of his own horse.

Mister, I don't go
by unwritten laws.

That's one thing a man
never gets used to, Ben.

Jim...

just answer me one question.

What makes you so dad-burn
hardheaded stubborn?

Something I gotta do, Hoss.

Well, fine, but...

you keep pulling stunts
like the one you just pulled,

and it's gonna make your case
even rougher for you.

Besides, whatever you got to do

can't be so important
it won't wait.

Not so, Hoss.

You know that niece of mine
I've been telling you about?

She's not my niece at all.

She's my daughter.

And her little boy
is my grandson.

Well, I'll be doggone.

That's why,
after my wife died, I...

I thought it would be better
if I left my daughter

with my brother and his wife.

They've done a good job
raising her.

Much better than
I would have done.

She thinks I'm her uncle.

Better this way.

She knows I break horses and...

work on a ranch, drift...

Sweet girl.

I used to hold her
on my knee and...

tell her all kinds of stories.

Well, Jim, you...

you got a lot of good livin'
to catch up on

as soon as you get out.

I'm already out.

And I'm going to stay that way.

Hoss, a man's got a right

to give his grandson
a present, hasn't he?

I'm going to give him a colt.

I'm going to take the mare
across the mountains.

Nobody can do it for me.

This is something
I gotta do for myself.

You understand, Hoss?

Yes.

And that's just the trouble.

Knowing you the way I do,
I understand you.

I knew you would.

All right, Jim,
it's time to go.

You can take the saddle
off that dead horse

and put it on your mare
and ride her back.

Come on.

I think I'll tie his hands.

We got a lot of rough country
between here and the ranch.

How's he gonna ride
with his hands tied?

Just don't trust him,
that's all.

Aw, come on, Pete, that mare
he's on is 18 years old.

He's gonna outrun somebody?

Well, all right.

If anything happens,
you Cartwrights are responsible.

Remember that.

Hyah!

Hoss, get out of the way!

You let him escape.

You deliberately let him escape.

And you said
that mare couldn't run.

Well, I didn't think she could.

You didn't think...

Ben...

I've gone along with you
as far I could,

but deliberately letting
a prisoner go... Now, Roy,

this was not deliberate!
Now, don't yell at me!

You've been more of a hindrance
than you have a help

ever since we started.

Well, would you look
who's talking?

It was your idea to bring these
Cartwrights along, not mine.

Why, they've had you
in their pocket

ever since the day
you were elected.

Well, I'll have a lot to tell
when I get back to town.

And Frank here will back me up.

Make up your mind to it,
old man.

You're through.

Maybe your, uh...
your friends the Cartwrights

will give you a little piece
of ground to build a cabin on.

Now, I'm taking over.

Ben, I'm... I'm sorry
I lost my temper.

Roy, if you let Pete take over,

a man's life will be at stake.

He's not taking over.

Did you see that beautiful
old gal clear that fence?

Yes.

I saw her.

♪♪

Come on, old girl.

Just a little more.

Come on.

He's gonna try to lose us
in them rocks.

He gets over
the top of that hill

and into the woods
on the other side,

we'll never get him.

I'm gonna take Frank
and cut him off.

We'll be waiting for him
when he comes over the top.

Yeah, there's a trail
goes around the other side.

Go ahead, Pete.

Nobody's going to blame you
for getting old, girl.

About ten years ago,
you would've carried me

over the top of that hill
like you had wings.

Angel wings.

It appears like the mare
give out on him.

No, she didn't give out.

He just doesn't want
to cripple her in the rocks.

Hey, Pa?
Huh?

I've been thinking what you...

what you said about the trail.

There was a big landslide
up there last winter.

There ain't no way for Pete
to get around that way.

I know.

Ben?

I believe we can
close in on him now.

Doggone it, Joe.

Where does right end
and wrong begin?

All he ever wanted
to be was free.

Look at him now.

Breaking his lungs
and his heart.

Yeah.

Just like that...
that wild stallion I chased.

Run him plumb into the ground.

When I finally caught him, I...

I couldn't more put
a rope around his neck

than I could rise and fly.

Come on.

I want you to understand.

It's me they're after.

But I don't want you
to get hurt.

You go back with the herd.

They'll take care of you.

And, uh...

you give me a fine colt,
you understand?

I'll come back
to see you in the spring.

The horses will never make it
through there.

Yeah.

Those Cartwrights...

they knew that slide was there.

Come on.

Will you look at that?

She's gonna try
to climb it with him.

Oh, that mare will kill herself.

The mare won't make it,
but Jim will,

and I can't let that happen.

Wait a minute, Roy.

Let me try something.

Jim!

Look behind you!

Your mare!

Go back, girl.

Go back!

Go back.

Go back, girl.
You can't climb up there.

You'll hurt yourself.

Go on back!

Go on! Yah!

Yah!

Go!

Jim!

Come on down, Jim!

Go back, girl.

Go back.

What do you want to do,
hurt that colt?

Go on back!

Hey, Jim!

I can't promise you anything,
but the boys and I

will help you all we can,
you know that!

Jim, you're gonna
kill that mare!

Is that what
you want to do, Jim?

Kill her?

Is that what you raised her for?

To see her kill herself?

Is a dead mare
the kind of present you want

for that grandson, Jim?

Grandson?

Yeah.

You know that niece
he's always talking about?

Yeah?

That's his own daughter.

Go on back, girl.

Go on.

Please go back, will you?

You don't want to go back,
do you?

Well, I can understand that.

You've been with me
all your life.

All right.

I go to you, then.

I knew he wouldn't let
that mare hurt herself.

All right.

I guess you're more important
than I am.

You always did know how to get
the best of me, didn't you?

All right, come on.

He's coming down, Roy.

He was right out where
he could've got a shot at you.

He didn't even have a gun.

Roy, it was just a mistake.

I've always been
a good deputy, Roy.

Come on. Come along, girl.

Hoss... listen to me, Hoss.

We've always got along together.

Oh, Pete.

Little Joe, look...

♪♪

You're still a mighty
pretty old gal.

Got a lot of life
left in you, too.

Yeah.

Now, you have a nice, pretty
colt for old Jim, you hear?

I hate to leave you penned up
in here, dad-burnit, but...

if I let you go,

you'll run back out there
with them wild ones.

I gotta know where you are.

Pa, Joe.
Hoss.

Turn her loose, Hoss.

Let her loose?

Pa, I never
would catch her.

I gotta take her up
to Grass Valley tomorrow.

Well, I, uh...

I got a letter
from Jim's daughter.

A letter?

I'd like to

read you part of it.

It says here, uh,

"My uncle was always a free man,
Mr. Cartwright,

"and I want to remember him
that way.

"I know how much
he loved that mare

"and how he always
thought of her

"as something
as free as himself.

"I was never able to do much
for him when he was alive.

"I want to do something
for him now.

I want you
to turn his mare loose."

Yeah.

Yeah.

Doggone it, yeah.

Come on out of there, gal.

I'll bet you that next spring,

when that herd comes back
to the high country,

that mare's gonna have
a little black colt to show off.

Yeah.

And I'll bet you
I know a little grandson

it's gonna make
mighty happy, too.

Yeah.

Come on, let's go home.

Yeah.
Yep.

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