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How does that look, huh?
Yeah. It's fine.
Hey, how's about a bottle
of this nice lavender water, Hoss, huh?
Ah, thank you, Tony.
I don't need none of that stuff.
Well, Little Joe, he use this.
Yeah, but if I smelled as bad as Little Joe, I would, too.
It's absolutely catnip, huh?
You can spark all the ladies with this.
Thank, you, Tony.
Palace Hotel's across the street.
Need any help with your bags, ma'am?
No.
Hey, Clint, how'd things go?
Oop! Excuse me, ma'am.
Hey... come with me.
Hey! Put me down!
You drunken man...!
Put me... down!
Drunken... fool!
Okay, Gil, that's enough.
Having trouble with the pen, ma'am?
Number 17, Miss Attley.
Top of the stairs, on your left.
May I help you with the bags, ma'am?
No, thank you.
Hey, Hoss, long as you're being a Good Samaritan,
your lady friend forgot this.
Yeah?
Reckon I might as well take it over there to her, huh?
Sure are a hog for punishment.
Here you are, Sir Galahad.
♪♪
Who is it?
My name's Hoss Cartwright, ma'am.
I... I got your hatbox.
I reckon you just sorta walked off and forgot it.
Thank you for troubling.
Oh, ma'am, it wasn't no trouble. I was...
well, I was on my way back over to the...
Thank you.
That collar would fit you just like a glove, Hoss.
Yeah.
Better fit Old Nelly like a collar
or I'm gonna hang it on you, Frank.
Hang on to it a few minutes, I'll come back and pick it up.
♪♪
Come on.
Oh, Mama---...
Mama...
I'm so sorry.
I want to promise you something.
I want to promise you that...
that I'm gonna take...
whatever time I've got left...
and I'm going to try and be...
...what-what I should've been.
Oh, I didn't want you to die alone.
Oh, I wanted to be here when you needed me.
I came back too late.
Everything's too late.
Ma'am...
it ain't never too late to...
to cry over somebody you... you love.
Ma'am, I... I don't mean to be intruding, but...
I'd like to be of some help, if I could.
I know Virginia City pretty well.
And I reckon it's pretty obvious
that I know all the good eating places.
I do a pretty fair job of handling a horse and buggy, too.
Giddyup.
Go on.
Well, I got most of the wood chopped...
...down here, back in the back.
Yes, sir, today I put no starch in the collars.
Oh, great...
Hey, listen, how about...
That tie, straighten the bow a little bit more.
Listen, hey, listen...
Yeah, how about my shirt in the back?
Very good. Very good. You look very handsome.
I get the buggy all polished today...
Hoss? Hey, I wanted... I wanted, I wanted
to talk to you a minute.
Ah, smells delicious, Hop Sing! I want to talk...
I want to talk to you a minute. Yeah, yeah.
About... I want to talk to you Yeah!
About me doing your chores!
Yeah, oh, yeah, thanks a lot for that, little brother.
Good-bye! Oop!
Is that you smells like lavender water?
Oh, no, sir.
It's Mr. Hoss.
He bring home whole bottle last night.
Put in bathtub, put in hair, put in everything.
Whoa, whoa, whoa-- what's he got in the basket?
Fried chicken, ham, potato salad, loaf of bread,
cake... uh, roast beef, little thing like that.
What's he going to do, feed the whole Virginia City militia?
He not tell you what he do?
No, he didn't tell me.
Wh-What, What's he gonna do?
Well, then, I not tell you either.
Thanks a lot.
A confidence is a confidence, Little Joe.
Look, confidence or no confidence, Pa,
I'm getting, I'm getting tired of doing double chores,
and it's breaking my back.
I didn't mind it for a little while, but I been working
Hold on, hold... and working and he doesn't...
Wait just one second.
I recall a number of occasions
when Hoss did all your chores
when you went calling on a girl. Oh...
Well, Pa, that...
Hey, what...?
He's doing all this for a girl?
No, no.
What would a girl have to do
with getting dressed up every day,
and dowsing yourself with lavender water,
and going on picnics and polishing the buggy?
And listen, young fella.
Yeah? Don't kid him about it.
No, no, I won't kid him.
Hey, I wonder who she is?
Agirl.
Oh, one more thing.
Yes, sir.
Go finish your chores.
Yes, sir.
What's the matter?
Something wrong?
Oh, hi, Sheriff. Hoss.
How are you? This, uh...
This is Miss Carol Attley, Sheriff.
This is Clem Foster, our sheriff, Carol.
How you do, Miss Attley?
How do you do?
You're new in town, aren't ya?
I, uh... Yes.
...hope you find Virginia City to your liking, ma'am.
Hoss.
So long, Sheriff.
Git up.
What do you think of it?
I never saw anything so pretty.
♪♪
It's hard to believe that a place
as beautiful as this didn't even exist once.
How do you mean, didn't exist?
When all the earth was granite.
Before the sun shone on it.
It reminds me of...
of something I read once.
"Rain beats on lonely granite sheets
"that have not felt the sun.
The silent air has not been moved by cries of sorrow."
That was from a...
a book that was once very close to me.
I don't remember how the poem ends.
Do you come here often?
As often as possible. Mm.
See that little stream out there?
It's chock plump full of trout.
Hey, would you like to try to catch one?
What about a fishing pole?
And bait.
Just happened to be around.
Hoss.
Is it possible there still are people like you in this world?
Let's go catch a fish, come on.
Come on.
I'll bait your hook for you.
All right.
Now...
Now, I'll put it in there, and then I'll let you have it.
All right? Okay.
There.
Now, hang on.
And watch your cork.
Watch my cork. Yeah.
And when you see that cork bobbing,
then you know you got a fish, don't you see?
Oh. Keep your eye on it.
No, you got him up too high.
That's it, now keep the end of the pole out of the water.
There you go.
Now, no, look here.
Keep your cork right down there on the surface.
Carry it around just a little bit, see, and tease him.
Make that bait look more alive.
Yeah.
Here, you're doing real good.
Just keep an eye on that cork.
Oh! You got a nibble, hang on.
I think so. Hang... just be patient.
All right.
Now he's got it.
Now he took it, now pull it! Ooh, ooh.
Hang on! You want me to get him?
No, no, no, I want to.
Well, be careful. I will.
Ooh, ooh, I really... You got him.
You got a granddaddy of them all.
All right, be careful of the bank there.
Carol, bank!
Carol? Carol?
You all right? You all right?
I'm fine.
I didn't even catch him.
♪♪
Hoss, I-I just don't know what to say.
I mean, I-I'm...
I'm so goldarn delighted.
And what are you delighted about?
Don't tell me my big brother finally decided
to go back to work.
I'll tell you what.
We're gonna have a wedding in the family.
Hoss, here, tells me he intends to get married.
What?!
That's right, I'm gonna get married, Joe.
Just as soon as I can get some things taken care of.
Why, you son of a gun.
Congratulations. Yeah.
Hey, I-I'll bet you I know who it is--
Betsy Sue. No, no.
Mary Jane? No, no.
You don't even know her, you never met this girl.
Her-her name's Carol Attley,
and she just got into town four days ago.
Four days ago?
That's, uh, that's pretty fast.
Yeah, that-that's why I fixed this thing up
so we could all have dinner tonight at the hotel,
and everybody get kind of acquainted.
Hoss, let's have dinner here.
No, Pa, I'd rather do it at the hotel,
so we can do it up right, you know.
I'm gonna go up and get dressed, see y'all after a while.
Okay.
I'll be doggoned.
How about that?
Hey, I'm gonna be an uncle.
Wonder what's keeping them.
Will you relax.
What do you mean, relax? How am I gonna relax?
It's not every day a fellow meets his sister-in-law
for the first time.
We must have been sitting here for 20 minutes.
Oh, th-there they are, there they are.
She's kind of pretty, isn't she?
Yeah.
Carol, I want you to meet my pa and my little brother.
Joe and Mr. Cartwright.
This is Carol Attley.
Howdy.
It's a pleasure, ma'am.
Carol.
You're as lovely as Hoss said you'd be.
You're very nice.
Well, why don't we all sit down, huh?
Here.
Well...
Well, I-I reckon we might as well start, huh?
Sounds good to me. Good idea.
Martha?
I think we're ready.
Right away, Hoss. Yeah.
Carol?
In your family, do you have two brothers like these two fellas?
I hope not.
No.
Any sisters?
No.
Any family?
I'm quite alone.
I'm sorry.
Well, you won't be for long, that's for sure.
Oh. No, you sure won't.
We're gonna put a change to that right quick.
Well, Carol, we've been looking forward
to meeting you and getting to know you.
After all, it's not every day
that a man's son decides to get married.
Of course not.
Excuse me.
Thank you, Martha.
Hey.
Boy, that soup looks delicious.
Yes.
Mm-hmm, thank you, Martha.
Boy, it's got everything in it.
Thank you, Martha.
Well, reckon we might as well dig in, huh?
You haven't been in Virginia City very long, have you?
Uh, just four, uh... five days.
Whereabouts you from, back East?
Yes. Yes.
What town you from?
Oh.
Thank you.
Something wrong, Carol?
Carol?
I was just asking what-what town you're from back East.
I've lived so many places.
Well, what was the last place you lived in?
Uh...
What, is it some kind of secret?
Joseph, have your soup.
I'm not feeling very well.
Will you excuse me.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry to spoil your dinner.
Thank you for inviting me.
Well... Carol, you-you'll have dinner with us tomorrow night.
At our house.
Yes.
Little Joe.
Good night.
I'll be back after a while.
I wonder what that was all about.
Well, you know when a girl meets her future in-laws,
I guess she has a right to be nervous.
Yeah, being nervous is one thing.
But she-she was on her guard from the moment she came in.
Yes.
I feel sorry for Hoss.
He had this whole thing planned.
Bet he's disappointed.
Yeah.
Well, let's, uh... let's eat.
Now, Carol, you listen to me.
You unlock that door and go in that room and lock me out.
Catch the next stage out of town.
Do whatever you like.
But that's not giving us much of a chance, is it?
What chance have we got?
I'll tell you what kind of a chance we've got.
So long as I've got you, Carol, you've got me.
All of my strength.
Everything that I own.
It'll work.
No, Hoss.
It wasn't your brother, it wasn't your father tonight.
It was me.
They have every right to know about me.
Who I am.
Why I'm here.
You must wonder why I can't answer normal questions.
You must wonder why
I've never told you anything about myself.
Yes, I... I have wondered.
But... Carol, I trust you.
I believe in you.
Most of all,
I love you.
I love you as much as any man can a woman, and...
and I think you love me.
I do love you, Hoss.
I wish I could marry you.
Carol, what is it?
I can't.
But... why?
I have no right.
Oh, Carol, don't do this.
I killed a man.
It was an accident,
but I killed him.
He was...
a cheat,
a liar,
a brute,
a drunk.
But I didn't know that when I married him.
Mother and I were alone and we were...
poor, we were very poor.
And he made a lot of promises.
Well, I was young, I...
He was much older.
He'd lived, I was... drawn to that.
But not Mama.
She hated him.
She saw right through him.
But I wouldn't listen to her.
I left her and I ran away with him.
And I never saw my mama alive again.
Carol...
go on.
I want to hear the rest of it.
Well, when he was drunk, he was...
he was violent
and he used to beat me.
And then, one night,
he came home and he was very angry.
He'd had... he'd had some fight with another woman.
And he had a gun.
He threatened me
and I fought with him,
and the gun went off.
And then I...
I saw him fall.
And he was dead.
I... I wasn't held for it,
but I-I can't forget it.
I can't... I can't ever forget it.
Carol.
I told you once,
I'm gonna tell you again.
I love you.
And I want you to be my wife.
I want you forever.
Oh, Hoss...
Please say yes.
Please, Carol.
Please.
Look.
Do you remember that... that poem that I read to you?
I tried to recite it,
but I couldn't remember the ending?
Well, uh... I kept the book.
And after you asked me to marry you, I looked it up.
"Rain beats on lonely granite sheets
"that have not known the sun.
"The silent air has not been moved by cries of sorrow.
"Then one bright sun shoots one bright ray,
"bursts forth a flower--
"And with it, day--
To bloom for thee."
Hoss...
to bloom for thee.
Carol, does that mean the answer is, "yes"?
Yes.
And that's... that's the whole story,
or all there is to it.
I'm sure glad she didn't keep it locked up inside her.
It would have always been between us, I reckon.
Oh.
Joe, I think it might be a good idea
if you and I visited Carol.
Showed her the whole family's behind her.
Right.
Yeah, I...
I think she'd like that, Pa.
Well, I got to get into town first thing in the morning.
I got all them wedding plans to take care of.
We'll take care of your chores and we'll see you there later.
Yeah. I guess that shouldn't bother you
too much, should it, Hoss?
Not a bit, little brother. Not a bit.
You know, this getting hitched,
it's a full-time job.
You know, I think Pa should have warned you about that.
Yeah.
Well, you might as well say good night
and good morning to me right now
'cause first thing, bright and early in the morning,
I'm taking off.
And tonight I got to get my sleep.
Good night.
Good night, Hoss.
Good night, brother.
Well, if I'm gonna have to do his chores and my chores,
I better turn in, too.
See you in the morning, Pa.
Good night, son.
Whoa, whoa.
This is going to be
the most beautiful wedding dress in the world.
And I'm going to talk to the preacher
and we're going to have the most beautiful
and the biggest wedding the Ponderosa ever heard of.
I'll be back as soon as I can.
Make it very soon.
Carol, I guarantee you
nothing's gonna keep me any longer than possible.
Bye. Bye.
Giddup!
Would you check my bag?
Uh, where could I find the sheriff's office in this town?
Well, there's the sheriff, right over there.
Well, thank you.
Sheriff!
Sheriff!
There's a man following me. What?
A man has been trying to force himself on me.
If he comes in here,
you tell him that I am not registered.
Well, certainly, Miss Attley.
I never heard of you.
Just got into town, Sheriff.
What can I do for you?
Harry Demers, U.S. Marshal, New York.
You're a long ways from home.
Do you recognize this woman?
Why, yes.
I believe her name is Carol Attley.
She arrived in town a few days ago. Why?
I'm here to arrest her for the murder of her husband.
Are you sure Carol Attley is the one you're looking for?
Carol Andrews, Sheriff.
Attley was her maiden name.
Where can I find her?
Hotel, maybe.
If not, most likely she'd be with Hoss Cartwright,
out at the Ponderosa.
Ponderosa?
What's that?
That is the biggest spread
in the territory, Marshal.
You can rent a rig at the livery stable,
get you out there.
Thanks.
Mr. Cartwright?
Yes.
Harry Demers.
I'm a U.S. Marshal from the East.
So how can I help you, Mr. Demers?
I understand you have a son, Hoss.
Yes.
I'd like to talk to him.
Well, he's not here right now, and...
What's this about?
I'm trying to locate this woman, Carol Andrews.
You might recognize her as Carol Attley.
What do you want with her?
The government wants her
for the murder of her husband.
Well... I understood
that her husband's shooting was accidental.
Two bullets through the heart is no accident.
Come in, Mr. Demers.
♪♪
Who is it?
It's Ben Cartwright, Miss Attley.
May I come in?
Just a minute.
I was just trying on my wedding dress.
It's, uh... very lovely.
Come in.
Thank you.
I was going to ask Hoss to marry me right away.
Today.
Miss Attley, uh...
Carol.
Would you sit down?
Uh...
I had a visitor at the Ponderosa,
from the East.
Mr. Demers.
Carol, is what he says true?
What does he say?
He said that you...
left your husband,
went off with another man.
And when your husband came after you...
...you killed him.
Is that true?
Is that true?
That isn't what you told Hoss...
...is it?
No.
Mr. Cartwright...
...my husband wasn't fit...
to live.
I had tried to leave him...
many times.
But he'd always stop me.
When my mother was dying...
he kept me from going to her...
forcibly.
The night that he was killed, we'd had an ugly fight.
There was another man.
He'd offered to help me.
To give me money to go to my mother if I would...
I went to him.
And my husband followed me there and broke in.
He called me a tramp...
and he began slapping me around.
The other man tried to...
help me.
But my husband just beat him to the floor, senseless.
Then he came after me again.
And I saw a... a gun.
It was lying in a case.
I picked it up and I aimed it at him,
and I told him to stop.
But he kept coming closer.
And then I killed him.
If I hadn't killed him, he would've killed me.
And that's the whole story.
Do you believe me?
I don't know.
Would you tell Hoss
what you just told me?
How could I tell Hoss...
...what I've been...
...what I've done?
I love him so much.
If you love him so much...
how can you lie to him?
Because I don't want to lose him.
I can't lose him.
Are you gonna live a lie for the rest of your life?
What about... Demers?
What about the warrant for your arrest?
I don't care.
I came here to...
to bury myself...
but I found a life instead.
I didn't ask to meet Hoss...
but I did.
I love him.
And he loves me.
And he's G... he's gonna find some way to,
to keep Demers from taking me back.
He won't let Demers take me back.
If that's your idea of love...
to ruin the person you love...
Because, if it is...
...then I sure feel sorry for you, Carol.
I sure feel sorry for you.
Hoss won't believe you!
He loves me.
He'll believe me.
Yes.
He'll believe you.
Knowing Hoss...
I know he'll believe you.
He loves you.
And you'll destroy him.
Get out of here.
For Hose's sake,
and your own...
...tell him the truth.
Get out of here.
♪♪
Who is it?
It's me, Hoss, Carol.
What do you want?
Well, I...
I brought you some more things.
Uh... wa... wa...
Oh, just a minute!
Come in, Hoss.
I told you I wouldn't be long.
That's my sweet Hossie.
I knew you wouldn't be long.
I...
Oops.
I'm just having a little pre-nuptial celebration.
You too, Hossie.
You, too.
You're going to have a little
pre-nuptial celebration.
No, no, thank you, Carol.
I don't believe I care for one.
Bad Hossie.
You said you were going back to the Ponderosa.
Well, I... I was, but...
I had to pick up these things
and I ran across these flowers,
and I just thought I'd bring 'em over to you.
Oh---...
oh, that's sweet.
Oh, that's so sweet.
Oh...
You're my sweet Hossie.
You love me better than anybody in the world,
don't you, Hoss?
Yeah... yeah, Carol, I love you, but...
don't you think you've had enough to drink?
No...
Honey, they send up the clean laundry yet?
Who is he, Carol?
Who is he?
I guess you might as well tell him, honey.
He's just who you think he is.
He's just who you think he is!
Carol...
Oh, "Carol, Carol"!
"Carol"?
Well, now you know.
What do you want me to do, cry?
Would you like me to beg your forgiveness?
You, if you'd only stayed in there one more minute,
we'd have had him hooked.
You would've been married,
and it would have cost you plenty to get out of it.
Well, what are you standing there for?!
Carol...
...what are you doing?
What am I doing?
I like that.
It was you who foisted your attentions on me.
You and your stuffy family.
Well, it's a very rich family.
Why shouldn't I have some of that money, huh?
Did you think I was doing it for you?
You?!
"To bloom for thee"?
I've used that poem
to hook more yokels than you could count.
Tell you what I'm going to do.
I'll let you have it.
Here...
for sweet!
Get out of here!
You better get out, farm boy.
Well, that takes care of my end of it.
Now you're going to be nice and tame,
all the way back to New York,
just like you promised, huh?
Just like you promised, huh?
Better get ready.
That judge and jury
have been waiting a long time for you.
I'll get my coat.
♪♪
Don't you think we ought to try to talk to him?
There are some things a man has to do for himself.
Mourning a lost love is one of them.
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