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Hey, Sam, don't you think we ought to move 'em up the draw

and lay low for a while?

No, we're gonna move 'em on up to our place.

What if someone sees us?

You let me worry about that.

Where's Billy?

He chickened out.

Don't make jokes with me, Sport.

No, I'm serious.

He cut out back there.

Go look for yourself.

What are you doing back here?

My cinch come loose.

I just stopped to tighten it.

Yeah? Well, it looks all right now.

You gonna stay around here all day?

No, I-I was just... fixing to mount up.

Hey, boy, you ain't turning yellow on me, are you?

No!

What is it?

It's the Cartwrights.

No, Sam, don't!

Let go of that. Let go!

Keep after 'em!

Hyah!

Dad-burnit.

♪♪

They got clean away, Hoss.

Didn't even get a chance to get a look at 'em.

Who you got there?

Billy Penn.

Hank Penn's boy?

What's he doing here?

I don't know. That's what I'm gonna find out.

You fellas get those cattle back up to the north pasture,

where they belong.

I'll take care of Billy.

Just stay put, Billy.

You got a nasty bump there.

Mr. Cartwright,

I didn't know what they was gonna do, honest.

Who were they, Billy?

I don't know, Hoss.

You don't know or...

you won't tell me?

I can't.

I just can't.

Look, Billy,

cattle rustling's a mighty serious business.

Now, uh, your pa's been a good friend

of mine for... long as I can remember.

You wouldn't want me taking you over there

and telling him what I caught you doing, would you?

I can't tell you, Hoss.

That's all there is to it.

Don't you understand?

If you don't quit running around with that bunch of wild yahoos,

he's gonna get himself in more trouble.

Well, it's better than being a pig farmer.

You know what people call us?

Hank and Billy Penn, the Pig-Penns.

I'd do just about anything to get away from that.

Even to covering up for a bunch of rustlers?

Well, they ain't pig farmers.

Well...

come on, son.

Looks like you and me

got to do a little talking with your pa.

I can get up myself. All right.

Have it your way, boy.

Come on.

You sure ain't gonna make your pa very happy, Billy.

Lot he cares.

He don't even know I'm alive.

All he cares about is pigs.

Hyah.

Howdy, Hank. Hoss.

Missed you last night, boy.

Where you been?

Out with some friends.

All night?

Why not?

I ain't a kid anymore, Pa.

We got company.

You go on inside.

We'll talk about this later,

soon as Mr. Cartwright leaves.

I got nothing to talk about.

I have.

Now get.

Hoss, I'm sorry.

Aw, it ain't your fault, Hank.

That's just it, Hoss.

I think it is.

Billy and me, we...

just don't seem to hit it off no more.

I can't talk to him.

I can't even control him.

He's gone wild as a yearling.

I been sort of hoping he'd grow out of it, you know?

Aw, Hank,

all boys got a few wild oats they got to sow.

I did.

Little Joe did.

Sometimes I wonder if Little Joe's grown out of it yet.

But, you know...

sometimes it takes more than just growing.

Yeah.

What do I do?

Beat his head in for him?

Would that do any good?

I don't know.

I wish I knew the answer to that, Hank, but I don't.

What brings you over here this time of day, Hoss?

Hank,

on second thought,

I think I'll let Billy tell you that.

I'll see you, Hank.

Say hello to your pa for me.

There's a piece of pie over there.

Mrs. Randall brought pie, if you're hungry.

What, does she think we need charity?

No.

She just figured maybe you were getting tired of my cooking.

Where'd you meet up with Hoss?

Didn't he tell you?

No, he said he figured you'd do that.

Did you go over there to ask him for a job?

No.

What makes you think I'd do that?

Well, maybe this farm here

is gettin' a little cramped for your size.

Or...

maybe you figure that

horses and cows are more important

to deal with than pigs.

Well, ain't they?

Son, somebody's gotta raise pigs.

Well, they're clean, fine stock.

And there's always a market for 'em.

You're proud of it, aren't you?

Why shouldn't I be?

It's honest work.

Don't you know what people call us?

I been called a lot of things in my lifetime.

It don't matter what folks say.

Well, it may not matter to you,

but it does matter to me!

Billy!

You forgot your lunch.

I ain't hungry no more.

And you didn't tell his father about it?

No, sir.

Well, don't you think you should have?

Well, Pa, I started to,

but dad-burnit, it seemed like old Hank had

the weight of the world on his shoulders about that boy,

and I-I just didn't want to add to it, that's all.

Hoss, I know how difficult it is for Hank

without a wife, a mother to help guide the family

and I know what he's going through.

Every father does when his children start growing up.

But if Billy's getting into serious trouble,

I think Hank ought to be told about it, don't you?

I guess so.

Well, what does that mean, "I guess so"?

Well, Pa, I guess I'm looking at it from Billy's viewpoint.

If you knew all the trouble

that Little Joe and me got into when we was growing up,

why, you would've wore yourself out thrashing us.

Old Billy's right there at that same stage, now,

the same age,

where everything his Pa does is wrong

and nobody understands him and...

well, he gets into a lot of trouble,

but he don't mean to, you know what I mean?

Yes, I think I know what you mean.

But cattle rustling is a little more serious

than some adolescent prank.

Well, now, that's just it, Pa.

I ain't for sure he was rustling.

He was out there with 'em, all right.

But when I first saw him, when I rode up that hill,

he was up there fighting with one of them yahoos.

Fighting?

Yeah. This other kid had a rifle,

and Billy was trying to keep him from using it... on me.

I see.

So, I... I figured I owed him something.

At least to let him tell his Pa about it-- hisself.

Yeah.

You think he did?

I hope so, but I doubt it.

Howdy there, big boy.

Doggone it, I'm sorry I've neglected you lately,

but don't seem like there's enough hours in the day.

If you're gonna win that blue ribbon at the fair,

we got a lot of work to do.

Hello, Hoss.

Howdy, Billy.

Ain't you gonna ask me why I'm here?

Well, I... figured you'd tell me when you got ready.

What you doing?

Getting old Macho here ready for the fair

in Virginia City, at the end of the month.

Boy, he sure is a good-looking bull.

Yeah. Yeah, he's sort of a special breed.

He's a new strain around here.

I sure would like to see him win hisself

a blue ribbon at that fair.

Think he can?

Lot of hard work, he's got a chance, yeah.

Boy...

I'd give anything to have a bull like that.

Yeah.

Look at the way he holds his head.

Yeah.

Yeah, he knows he's a champion, don't he?

Reckon it's a hard thing, being a man.

Yeah. It's about the hardest thing

we have to learn in this life, Billy.

Matter of fact, a lot of fellers never quite make it.

How do you learn?

Well, it's a...

it's a different thing with different men, I reckon.

When it happens to you, you'll know it, though.

Mr. Cartwright...

I come over here to tell you

I'm sorry for what happened this afternoon.

I reckon I acted pretty dumb.

Yeah. I reckon you did at that, Billy.

Apology accepted.

I didn't know they was gonna rustle your cattle, honest.

I believe you, Billy.

Really?

Sure!

Ain't very often anybody believes what I say,

including my pa.

Billy...

are you sure you're giving him a chance?

He don't give me much of a chance, Mr. Cartwright.

If he'd only...

Only what?

If he'd only let me do something on my own.

Like raise a few head of cattle.

I've asked him.

All he cares about is pigs.

Billy...

you, uh...

you really want to be a cattle man?

Oh, boy, do I.

Mr. Cartwright, I... I'd do just about anything.

Billy, I got myself a real problem.

Maybe you can help me.

What kind of problem?

Well, like I was telling you,

I'm trying to get old Macho ready for that fair, and,

well, what with all the work I got to do on the ranch,

I just ain't got time.

Maybe you can take him over for me, huh?

I know that's pretty unfair of me to ask, I reckon.

I mean, it takes a lot of work to get a bull ready for a fair.

And...

a lot of training, grooming, brushing, combing.

Yeah, a feller has to have a real feeling for cattle

to get one ready for a fair.

Reckon who could help me...

What's that old Kellerman kid's name?

Alex, ain't it? Yeah, Alex Kellerman.

Bet he'd help. He'd be a hand, too.

That ol' kid had a calf in that last Virginia City fair,

and, as I recall, he did pretty doggone well there.

Yeah, he'd be a good hand.

Mr. Cartwright?

If... if I did it,

would we have to tell my pa?

Billy, wouldn't you want to tell your pa?

No.

He wouldn't understand.

Well, anyway you want to work is fine with me.

Then it's a deal.

All right.

He's yours.

Well, hello, Billy.

Where you been keeping yourself?

I missed having you around.

I've been kind of busy, Sam.

I'm on my way to the Ponderosa. I've been working.

So have we, ain't we, boys?

I, uh, thought you'd like your share.

I, uh... I don't deserve it, Sam.

I didn't earn it.

Well, you're a member of the gang, ain't you?

The rules say we all share and share alike.

Here, take it.

Sam, I don't want it.

What's the matter?

You trying to weasel out on us?

Hmm?

You know the rules, don't you?

Once you're in...

...you're in for life.

I'll give you this tonight, in town, at the Silver Dollar.

But, Sam, I can't make it.

Billy, I said be there, and wear your gun!

Whew.

Hey, it's Hank Penn's boy.

Hi, Billy.

Hi, Shale.

You seen Mr. Cartwright? Hoss?

Oh, we left him down in, uh, Sawhorse Pasture

about a half hour ago.

He'll be here about dark or a little after.

Oh. Uh...

Can I help you?

Oh, I'll-I'll Wait.

Uh, well, I, uh...

I could use some horn wax and some soap.

Some horn wax? Yeah.

What are you gonna do, kid,

try to wax up some of them pigs of yours?

I can, uh, get it for you, Billy.

I... No, just wait a minute. Wait a minute.

He ain't told us what he wants it for yet.

I'm fixing up a bull for the fair.

A bull?

Yeah.

Well, that's a lot of bull right there.

Everybody knows that the Pig-Penns

don't have nothing but pigs.

Pigs and more pigs.

Don't never use that word again.

It so happens Mr. Cartwright gave me the job

of fixing up Macho Segundo for the Virginia City Fair.

Macho Segundo, huh?

Yeah.

All right, kid,

let me hear one now that I can believe.

Ah, leave the kid alone, Burkhart.

Well, he shouldn't be coming around here

telling us all them big lies!

I ain't lying!

Uh, don't pay no attention

to that flannel mouth, Billy.

He's just trying to get your goat.

Just trying to get his pig, you mean, don't you?

Hold everything there!

Hey, hold everything, Billy.

Burkhart's just joshing you, can't you see that?

Hyah! Hyah!

Hey, Billy, you forgot your...

Hey, Billy!

Man.

That kid is plumb sensitive, ain't he?

Well, you rode him pretty hard.

And I don't know why you should.

He seems like a nice enough kid to me.

Well, how was I to know?

Well, let's take care of the horses and get washed up.

What a day and we're gonna have a worse one tomorrow.

Well, we'll get the herd moved by noon.

I don't even want to think about it.

Hoss? Yes, sir?

Get one of the hands to put up the horses, huh?

All right.

Hope old Hop Sing's got plenty of food for supper.

'Cause I'm hungry and dangerous.

Now, what's the matter?

I was just looking for Billy Penn's horse.

He's supposed to be over here working on Macho.

Well, maybe Billy's father's

got him doing some chores for him.

You're monopolizing too much of that boy's time.

Yeah, you slave driver.

Howdy, men.

I wonder if I can get one of you fellers

to put our horses up for the night?

Hey!

Burkhart, what happened to you?

I guess I was talking when I should've been grinning, Hoss.

He got to rawhiding old Hank Penn's boy,

and the kid just about took off one of his ears for dinner.

Oh, yeah? Billy, uh, Billy's been here, huh?

Yeah, about two hours ago.

He came looking for you.

Said he wanted to borrow some horn wax and soap.

Said he was getting old Macho Segundo

groomed up for the fair.

I got to joshing the kid about them pigs of his,

and that kid come at me like a wild-eyed, scratching bobcat.

Kid's got a plumb bad temper to be so young.

Was he telling the truth, Hoss, about you letting him

work on that high-priced hull of yours?

Yeah, yeah, it's the truth all right.

Uh, look, fellers, if I was you,

I wouldn't, I wouldn't josh him about them pigs.

Yeah, you're telling me?

He lit out of here like a devil was after him.

I bet that kid's still running.

Wanting soap and wax, huh?

Yeah.

See you fellers in the morning.

Oh...

♪♪

Billy?

Yeah?

Where you been, boy?

Out.

That makes every night this week.

Don't you think I ought to get some kind of explanation?

Why?

I ain't one of your pigs.

Boy, you been drinkin'?

Yep.

So what?

I been patient with you...

but there'll come a time when I won't be.

Let it come, old man.

Let it come!

You asking me to whip you?

If you think you're man enough,

come ahead!

Hoss was over to see you last night.

You know what he wanted?

Reckon I do.

You been over at the Ponderosa?

What if I have?

Well, you got no business over there.

You're up to no good.

You would think that, wouldn't you?

What should I think?

You been out every night fill all hours.

Where you going?

For a ride. Do you mind?

I got work for you to do around here.

You stay home.

Billy! Get back here!

Whoa.

Hello, Hoss. Howdy, Billy.

What happened to you last night? I missed you.

I---

I had something important to do.

Billy, I'm sorry

about what happened last night with the hands.

They... they didn't mean no harm.

They shouldn't have called me those names.

Billy...

one of the first lessons you gotta learn growing up

is to take a ribbin' from older men.

They didn't mean no harm.

It's just their way of having a little fun, that's all.

Well, I don't like to be made fun of.

Look, son...

you gotta learn to laugh at yourself.

If you can't,

you might as well give up right now.

But Hoss...

Ah! There.

There's a fine example.

You just called me "Hoss."

How long do you think it took me

to get used to being called that?

Oh, Billy,

life gets mighty tough at times

and if you don't learn to laugh at it,

you'll never lick it.

Now, we got a lot of work to do on old Macho.

You want to get started?

Sure, Ho...

Mr. Cartwright.

No. No.

It's Hoss.

Now, come on, let's get ol' Macho back in the stall.

Come on, Macho.

«Joseph. Huh?

It's all right. Oh...

It's all right.

I just thought that, uh,

if you want to sleep that badly,

you might try your bed, instead of my chair.

I guess you're right.

Come on. Up you go.

Oh, I'm so glad we got those herds moved.

I've been... I've been counting cows in my sleep.

Uh, so where's Hoss?

Oh, he was, he was out in the barn

with Billy Penn last time I saw him,

working with Macho. You want me to get him?

No, I'll-I'll, uh, I'll talk to him later.

Listen, I'm going to Carson City tomorrow morning

and I want you and Hess to make sure

that our entry is registered properly at the fair.

Hey, you know, Billy's doing a fine job with that bull.

You ought to see him.

Yeah.

Yeah, I have seen him.

I'm afraid that isn't all that Billy's been up to.

Oh? What's that supposed to mean?

Well, Sheriff Coffee was over this morning.

He thinks that Billy's running around

with Sam Cotterfield and that gang.

Well, is he sure about it?

No, he's not sure,

but he's, you know, he's trying to find out.

He thinks he...

might round that gang up next week sometime.

I sure hope that Billy isn't among 'em.

Up you go.

Right.

Here you go, Macho.

He sure looks fine, Billy.

Sleek as a teardrop.

Yeah.

Think he's got a chance, Hoss?

A chance? You're doggone right he's got a chance.

Why, he'll knock those judges right out of the seat.

Yes, sir, he sure looks fine.

You done a mighty good job with him, Billy.

Well... tomorrow's the big day, huh?

Yep. I got our cart

and everything all ready to go.

I mean, we'll cart him in.

We don't want him walking.

Don't want him losing none of that pretty fat.

Well... reckon there's nothing more we can do tonight.

Guess I... best be getting on home.

Night, Billy.

You know...

I ain't never had anybody

I could really look up to before.

A guy needs somebody, you know?

Billy...

...what about your pa?

I wanted to, Hoss.

I really did.

There was a time when I wanted to be just like him.

Then I grew up and saw what he was.

Night, Hoss.

Billy...

...you will never know what a fine man your pa is.

Then why don't he act like it?

What are you doing in that barn?

Pa, I...

Hey! Hank!

Hoss...

Billy!

You wouldn't let me explain, would you?

You wouldn't give me a chance!

Hank, I can explain all this.

Maybe I should have before now.

Come here, let me show you something.

Ain't he something?

And Billy did it all by himself, Hank.

Why didn't he tell me?

I don't know.

I reckon he wanted to surprise you.

He wants you to be proud of him, Hank.

Son...

See what I mean, Hoss?

♪♪

Well, what now, cousin?

Fun, cousin.

Fun.

And I think I see where some of that fun is gonna start.

Come on.

Hello, Mr. Pig Man.

Hold up there, Pig Man.

What do you want?

Just want to pass the time,

indulge in a little friendly chit-chat

with a real pig man.

Let me by.

I declare, you're just not friendly at all today, are you?

Where's Pig Boy?

You been seeing my boy lately?

That's right, Mr. Pig Man.

Billy running around with trash?

You know all the answers today, don't you... Pig Man?

And I got some advice.

Keep away from Billy.

Mm-mm! Move aside, boys,

he's a tough old pig.

Sooey!

Mm-mm! Look at them pies, Joe.

Hi, Miss Millie.

Uh, you look at the pies, Hoss.

I got something better to look at.

Uh, Miss Millie,

why don't you give me a big old piece

of that big old juicy-Iookin' apple pie there, huh?

You going to the dance tonight?

I might be.

Well, what's that mean-- you got another date?

Well, no, silly, I have work to do.

At the dance?

I'll be in the kissing booth.

Oh, it's for charity, you know.

Well, I mean, it...

nothing wrong in doing it for charity, is there?

Oh, no. I think it's great.

Would you like a piece of pie, Joe?

I think I'll save my money for later.

Sure is good, Joe.

Oh, I bet it is.

Dad-burnit.

I got to go up to the barn and get Macho.

We're keeping him over there till the judging.

See y'all after a while.

Bye, Miss Millie. Bye.

What time is it, cousin?

A little after 1:00.

You reckon we ought to get a bite to eat?

Ah, you and your stomach.

Later. Anyway, you won't starve.

I want to look up an old friend first.

Who? Oink Oink?

The pig boy?

That's right.

Billy Penn.

Come on.

How about it, big fella?

You gonna win that ribbon for Billy?

You're some animal.

Now, easy now.

Been a long time since I've been around bulls.

Hi, Hank.

Sure looks fine, don't he?

He looks like a million dollars, Hoss.

I'm mighty proud of Billy.

Why don't you tell him so, Hank?

I tried to this morning, Hoss.

My tongue got tied up in my mouth

like a bundle of rope.

My people was never ones for speaking their minds.

What can I do, Hoss?

What can I do to let him know how I feel?

Dad-burnit, Hank.

Just bust outwith it, that's all.

Just can't teach an old dog new tricks.

Now, doggone, if it ain't Billy Penn.

Hi, Sam.

Good to see you.

Good to see you, too, Billy.

Where's your black bandana?

I left it home.

He left it home.

What's this, Billy?

You joined up with us, didn't you?

Sam, I've been thinking.

Look...

you let old Sam do the thinking.

Now, if we let you out,

that puts us all in a tight spot, see?

What do you mean?

Well, you know too much, boy.

About us.

I wouldn't tell anybody.

Well, now how can we take that chance?

How do we know?

Sam Cotterfield?

I told you to keep away from my boy.

Now, get.

Do you detect a strong odor of, uh...

pig?

I sure do, cousin.

Phew!

I smell pig.

Who you gonna whip now, Pig Man?

You hear me, Pig Man?

You're nothing but a dirty, stinking Pig-Penn!

Pa...

don't let him say that.

Sooey!

Run, Pig Man, run!

Look at that stinking pig man run!

Sam! Sam! Billy, Billy!

Billy, Billy...!

Just calm down, settle down.

Leave me alone!

Settle down, Billy.

Pig Boy, you remember what I told you,

and you remember good.

Sam, let me tell you something:

About the healthiest move you can make, all of you--

That is, unless you want to get those pretty faces bashed up--

Is to get out of here.

And I mean right now. Get!

Come on, boys.

Let's get out of this stinking place.

It's almost 2:00, Bill.

We better go get Macho out of the barn.

Look, just leave me alone, will you?

Billy...

Turn around here, boy.

Look up at me. Look up at me!

Look here...

you've been sulking and punying around here

just about long enough.

You don't want to be a man, do you?

You think you'll get more attention

walking around dragging that bottom lip

around between your feet, huh?

I got a suggestion for you, Billy.

If you're gonna grow up, you grow up right now

or go off and join that garbage heap

with that Sam Cotterfield and that bunch.

You saw what happened.

They humiliated him.

And he just took it.

He's a coward.

"A coward"?

Hank Penn "a coward"?

Not hardly, boy.

Not hardly.

Let me tell you something.

Your pa's one of the bravest men I ever knew in my life.

He's had battles you don't even know about, boy!

And he won them.

Won them all.

No.

Your pa, he ain't got nothing to prove to nobody.

He knows what he is.

He's a man.

You're wrong, Hoss.

He does have to prove something.

To me.

Hey, boys.

Looks like the pig man wants to be a cow man now.

You got no business in here.

I got lots of business in this barn, Pig Man.

And you ain't gonna like none of it.

You do anything to upset this bull,

and I'll break your head like I should've done before.

Well, now, who said anything about hurting the bull?

But, uh, it is an idea.

I'm warning you...

Hey, you guys?

I think the old pig man's in love with this bull.

Ain't that awful?

Why, that's bound to make

them pigs of his powerful jealous.

You keep your hands off that bull.

Cousin?

You ever see a...

a one-eared bull?

Can't say as I have, cousin.

He'd be a sight.

You hold him for me, Sport.

You're about to see a one-eared pig farmer.

Oh!

Aah!

I just couldn't wait till tonight to get that first kiss.

Uh, I-I'll be right back.

You stinking pig man!

Best pigs in the territory!

Good boy, Billy!

Don't lose him, Pa!

Hey, still love me?

The sheriff wants to talk to you.

Let's go.

Hey, look at the hog wailers!

Joe, you ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Big as you are, out there playing with mud pies.

Oh, Little Joe Cartwright, I...

oh... well, I hate you!

Well, just look at you!

Wha...? Hey, Millie, wait!

Hey, uh...

Well, it looks like I got a man for a son.

Thanks, Bill.

Thank you, Pa.

Looks like I've had a man for a pa all along.

Just wasn't smart enough to know it.

Hey, you two.

We got a blue ribbon to win, or did you forget?

No, we haven't forgot about it.

Have we, son?

No. No, sir.

How could we forget about something as important as that?

0h!

Come on, Macho. Come on, Macho.

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