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Be gentle. Be gentle.

[ horse nickers ]

[ screams ]

Is there a blacksmith in this town, ma'am?

Right down the street.

Do something for you, mister?Has she been lamed any?

No, a fellow walked her in after she threw her shoe.

Well, that was nice of him.

He's inside. Is he a friend of yours?

Not yet, he ain't.

Now wait a minute, mister. I don't want any trouble here.

Rick, go get the sheriff.

You! Hey! Thief!

A kid.

A wet-nosed, barefooted kid.

All right. What's it all about, mister?

Well, this kid snuck into my camp last night.

Helped himself to my horse.

That's a lie. I didn't steal his horse.

All right, just stay put.

One more sudden move out of you and you might wind up dead.

Oh, I ain't going nowhere.

Just watch where you point that gun, mister.

You got any proof this is your animal?

Yeah, in my saddle bags, I got a bill of sale on her.

I didn't steal his horse.

I saw her running and I said to myself,

I says, "Juanito, you better do the right thing."

So I took it back to town.

Well?

No, he stole her.

I trailed him from my camp.

Horse threw a shoe a couple of miles out of town.

He walked her the rest of the way.

I've been following those barefoot prints all morning.

Ah, it's a lousy horse anyway.

I rode it for a little while

and the horseshoe went right off.

Come on.

Here, kid.Sure.

Next time maybe you won't jump me from the back, huh?

Maybe I'll jump you first, huh?

Finish shoeing her, huh?

Sure enough.

Why didn't you shoot that boy?

Or did you have your heart set on seeing him hanged?

Now wait a minute.

Hey, gringo, did you catch any more big bad outlaws today?

[ laughs ]

Hey, gringo.

Shut up, you.

Sit down.

No, I just stopped by to tell you I was leaving town.

Leaving?

Yeah, it's a 2 day ride to Laramie.

I better be moving if I want to make up the time I lost.

Sorry.

What do you mean sorry?

You're gonna have to be in town to testify.

His trial starts tomorrow.

Trial?

I figured you'd just lock him up for a week or so

and let him go.

Horse stealing is a felony, mister.

About the same as shooting a man in the back.

Well, may be so, but he is just a pup coyote

trying to be a wolf.

Maybe it's up to us to see that he doesn't make it, right?

Oh, Vince, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were busy.

No, that's all right. Come on in.

This is Miss Craik, mister...?

Harper. Jess Harper, ma'am.

Are you going to be long in Dry Springs?

Not if I can help it.

Mr. Harper is a man who had his horse stolen last night.

I've just been telling him he'll have

to be in town for the trial tomorrow.

And I'm telling you I can't.

I came south on a cattle selling trip.

If I don't get back to the ranch in time

to start shipping, we stand to lose a big order.

Well, I'm sure something can be worked out.

You see, my father is the judge here.

In Dry Springs we pride ourselves

on justices both fair and fast.

So I think I can assure you,

you won't have too great a delay.

I don't want to have to lock you up as a material witness

but I can, you know.

Well, I don't reckon one day will make any difference.

Mr. Harper, as long as we've inconvenienced you this way,

the least we can do is make your stay

as pleasant as possible.

Do come for dinner this evening.

Well, I don't--Oh, please do.

Vince will be there and it will give us all a chance

to get acquainted better before the trial.

All right. Thank you.

I'll be looking forward to it.

Yes, Mr. Harper.

At least one member of the Craik family

has served the cause of justice every generation

for the past 200 years.

Of course, there is no understanding

of tradition here on the frontier

where life's too precarious,

there's no time to look backward.

Father, I'm sure our guest knows how precarious

life is out here.

Didn't you say you were a ranch owner?

Well, not exactly, sort of a part owner.

Sometimes it seems like it's the other way around,

the ranch owns us.

No need to belittle your accomplishments, Mr. Harper.

Far too many men out here are content to,

well, drift along, live off the efforts of others.

Like my yearling horse thief you mean?

Yes, we were just talking about that before you arrived.

Vince, what was that incredible name the boy gave you?

Juan De La O.

De La O?

That's a good Spanish name. Must have good blood in him.

Well, you'd never know it to look at him.

Most probably he stole the name as well as your horse.

Well, one thing is sure. Name stealing ain't no crime.

As for the horse, I can see why he was tempted.

I'd hate to travel this country barefoot myself.

That's still no excuse.

No, but he could have done worse.

Yes, I suppose he could have murdered you.

No, I didn't mean that.

I meant the way the boy walked my horse

into town after she threw her shoe.

He could have kept on riding and lamed her for good.

I'm just saying the boy showed some good instincts.

Don't you think so, Judge?

Afraid I can't comment until I've heard all the evidence.

Looks to me like he just need some of the cockiness

scared out of him.

Court convenes early, Mr. Harper,

to avoid the heat of the day.

So if you'll excuse me, I'd best be getting to bed.

Oh, I'd better be going too.

Oh, now please don't hurry on my account.

Ruth.

Good night, father.

Sheriff, Mr. Harper, I'll see you both in court.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, Judge.

I sure want to thank you for a fine supper, Miss Craik.

I'd better be getting back to the hotel.

We'll see you to the door.

We enjoyed having you, Mr. Harper.

Will I see you tomorrow?

Oh, yes, I'll be in court to watch Vince perform.

Well, I've been reading some law,

I'm gonna take a crack at prosecuting tomorrow.

Well, I hope you won't be too rough on the muchacho.

You beginning to feel sorry for the boy?

No, it's not that.

It's just that he's so blamed young.

I know what it's like being in trouble.

Once you're in it, it's awful hard to get out

unless somebody gives you a hand.

Well, I'm sure Vince will be fair

and I know my father will be too.

Well, that's all anybody can ask.

Sheriff, Miss Craik, goodnight.

Goodnight.Goodnight.

He's cooled down plenty.

You should have seen him when he hiked

into town today carrying his saddle.

Vince, I saw that Mexican today.

You can't let this one get away.

You owe it to my father, and you owe it to me.

Don't let him get away.

Juan, first you tell us

that the horse was given to you by an Indian.

And now you say you found the horse along the road.

Which is it?

Well, I...

Isn't it the real truth that you found the horse

the night before, tethered to a tree in Jess Harper's camp?

I was nowhere near the camp.

I never seen that man before

till he grabbed me in the blacksmith's shop.

You found the horse or an Indian gave it to you?

Yes, I found it.

You found it. All right.

And yet you made no effort to find out who lost it?

I bring it into town.

Where apparently you told the blacksmith

that the horse belonged to you.

Maybe I lie a little.

Yeah.

Maybe you lie a lot.

All I heard was some commotion in the bushes.

Next thing I know, my horse comes smoking past me.

Of course, I didn't get a good look at who was riding her.

You didn't? All right.

And the next morning you picked up the trail

of the stolen horse, right?

That's right.

And tracking the horse, you found

where the rider had dismounted

after the horse threw a shoe, is that correct?

Now these footprints of the thief,

these barefoot prints that you followed into town,

would you identify them as the footprints of the accused?

I don't know.

They looked like they could have been--

Answer yes or no, Mr. Harper.

As far as I could tell, they were--

Yes or no?

Yes.

That's all.

You have heard the evidence.

Now lest there be any confusion,

let me make it clear that you're not to judge this case

on the basis of the youth of the accused,

his previous history of crime or any other such issues.

You have only to say whether...

Juan De La O is or is not guilty of horse stealing.

[ judge strikes gavel ]

Have you reached a verdict?

Yes, sir. We have, sir.

There doesn't seem to any verdict

except guilty, Your Honor.

Juan De La O.

Do you have anything to say before sentence is passed?

You said I stole the horse, so I stole it.

I've been walking ever since I was born.

Felt it was time for me to start riding, that's all.

Besides, my feet hurt.

It is the sentence of this court

that you be removed to the Dry Springs jail,

where tomorrow morning at 8 o'clock

you shall be hanged by the neck until you're dead.

And may God have mercy on your soul.

What's the matter, Mr. Harper?

Don't you approve of hanging a horse thief?

Judge?

Mr. Harper.

Something I can do for you?

No, sir, not for me,

but that boy you just sentenced to hang.

Sentence is passed. The subject is closed.

He's just a boy, Judge, 16 years old.

He's man enough to steal your horse,

he's man enough to hang for it.

You don't know if he ever stole anything in his life before.

But he did steal a horse.

You know what can happen to a man

who has set a foot in this country.

The punishment may be severe

but there are good reasons for it.

No hanging law was ever passed

that was meant for a 16-year-old boy.

Yes, he's young. But so was the other one.

What other one?

The other Mexican boy.

The one who murdered my son.

Miss Craik, can't you talk to him?

I already have.

My father and I are in complete agreement.

Mister?

Oh, Jess Harper, isn't it?

Yeah, that's right.

I'm Emery, Dan Emery.

About that trial, Mr. Emery.

Oh, the... Yeah, that was a darn shame.

Boy being so young and all.

Is that all you got to say, it's a shame?

What's wrong with this town anyway?

Or is it just open season on Mexicans?

Oh, no, no, it's not that, it goes back a little further.

You see, this whole territory here

is part of an old Mexican land grant.

Why, we came darn near ready to fight them

for that ground you're standing on.

So?

Well, so we wouldn't even be here if Judge Craik

hadn't beaten every one of their claims in court.

Took him 20 years.

And he paid a sizeable price for winning too...

his son.

You mean the judge figures that kid killed his boy

on account of losing the land grant claims?

Well, it sure is a possibility it seems to me.

Whether it is or whether it isn't,

I don't see what it has to do with Juan De La O.

Well, he's a thief, ain't he?

All right, maybe the judge did go a little bit hard on him.

But that's the judge's way of keeping this town clean.

Mister, right now I don't see anything clean about it.

May I have a cup of coffee?

Now look here!

I may chuck young boys into the arms of the hangman

but I haven't hit a woman yet.

You start in on me again and I'm not going to be

held responsible.

Because I'm at the end, I'm at the jumping off place.

Dadgum it, It's gonna take one little push to put me over.

Thank you.

Have you ever been plain sick, disgusted,

mad for about 2 years at a stretch?

Well, I have.

And just when I think I got it buried nice and deep,

someone like you and that poor misbegotten horse

thief comes along and rakes it all up again.

Well, I reckon we did scratch up a hatful of things

around here.

You've got no idea.

Anyhow, I guess I've been taking it out on you.

The way this whole rotten mess makes me feel.

It ain't your fault.

You didn't know what you were starting.

And I'm sorry.

What's your name?

Jenny Stevens.

Well, Jenny Stevens, it looks like you're the only person

in this town with a pinch of charity in her soul.

You tried to warn me what was gonna happen to the boy.

How did you know?

I didn't know for certain.

You must have done some pretty good guessing.

Now I want to know what's going on around here.

That's a long sad story, Mr. Harper.

And I got to pick up some things at the general store.

Well, that's no problem.

I'll just go along with you and give you a hand

and you can tell me about it.

You were starting to tell me about the sheriff

before you loaded me up with this.

He's a muttonhead.

You know him better than me.

I know him too well for my own good.

Yeah, it's like that all right.

I kind of had the notion it was the judge's daughter.

She's got him now.

Do you want to know how she got him?

I'll tell you one thing. It wasn't her female charms.

She used one of the lowest rottenest tricks in the book,

her dead brother.

What?

Her brother Steve Craik.

He worked for Vince Cutter as deputy.

They were bringing in a prisoner together,

a baby face murderer.

Prisoner got a hold of Steve's gun,

killed him with it, wounded Vincent, got away.

The prisoner, was that the Mexican Craik talked about?

That's right.

Judge never got over it.

And his daughter, she...

She made the sheriff feel responsible

for his deputy's death.

Is that it? Then used it to take him over.

That's just about it.

Oh, he'll read a little more law,

hang a few more outlaws.

Before you know it, he'll be running for the legislature.

Oh, Ruth's got it all planned out for him, all right.

Looks like the judge's got things planned for that boy.

It ain't your fault, Jess.

Yeah, well, I'll remind myself about that

when they're putting that rope around his neck.

You didn't know what you were starting.

Besides, it's too late to do anything now.

Gonna hang him in the morning.

Well, thanks for everything, Jenny.

Goodbye.

I thought you'd be long gone.

Well, I reckon I wasn't in such a tearing hurry after all.

He doesn't look so dangerous now, does he?

What do you want, Harper?

I'd like to talk to him for a couple of minutes.

You better leave that out here.

How are you making for?

Fine.

The lady, she bring me some supper,

some chicken and pie.

That's fine.

It was good. I wasn't very hungry.

The priest, he come too.

He said he'll be back in the morning.

Sure.

Well, I just...

stopped by to...

It's awful hard, I...

I'm sorry about what happened.

It's all right.

If I'd have just known yesterday.

But I was so blame sore about my horse.

Oh, it was my fault. I don't blame you.

Oh, it's not your fault.

Not at all of it anyway.

I've been thinking about it.

Maybe it's, how you say, for the best.

What do you mean?

Well, an hombre like me,

first I steal horse,

then maybe I steal another one

and then maybe I do something real bad

like killing somebody maybe.

I don't blame you.

It was bound to happen sometime.

I should have stayed at home.

Where is home?

It's Agua Prieta.

It's along the border.

Some drivers came by to take some cattle north

and I signed as a biscuit roller in the cook wagon.

Then at the end of the drive,

I just kept going.

Juan.

Is there anything I can do for you?

I mean, tell your people or something.

There's nobody.

Not anymore.

Señor, what is it like?

I mean, have you ever seen a man hang?

Is it, is it...

I mean, it...

Is it bad?

Cutter, let me out of here!

Hold it.What's this?

I don't like your eye for a toenail justice in this town.

Señor, I...

Stand aside, Cutter.

Come on, amigo.

Cutter, get out of his way.

You know what you're doing?

I got a fair idea.

Get his gun, Juan.

Is he hurt badly?

No, not bad.

He'll have a headache, that's about all.

What do we do now?

We're gonna get you as far away from here as we can.

Señor, I'll never forget this.

Neither will he. Let's go.

Go on, get up.

Jailbreak!

Jailbreak! Stop him!

I should have tied him up.

Hurry, amigo.

CUTTER: Jailbreak! Jailbreak!

Hey, the Mexican kid's getting away.

You get going, I'll draw them off.

No, you come too.

Quit talking and ride.

Stop him! Don't let him get away!

Keys are over there. Hurry.

Well, how'd the Mexican get away?

Harper?

He's afoot, he can't get far.

I want him taken alive.He won't be no trouble.

He'll get plenty when I catch up with him.

Hey, you there!

Sheriff!

Yeah.

Somebody in that doorway over there.

All right.

You two sneak around that way

and come at him from the other side.

You, come with me.

Think they saw you?

They think they got me treed.

They just ain't sure which tree.

You got a back way out of here?

Into a blind alley.

You'd do better to hide in here.

No, the way things are stacked up,

I need me some running room.

When they go by, slip out again.

I got a horse stable down the street.

Why are you doing this for me?

I saw the Mexican boy ride away, on your horse.

I guess you could say I'm kind of fond of lost causes.

Well, this one ain't lost. Not yet anyway.

Vince, what do you want?

Had some trouble, Jenny.

Harper broke my prisoner out of jail.

Oh?

Well, don't look for any sympathy from me.

I don't but Harper might.

Get out of here, will you? You've got no right.

What do you think you are, busting in here like--

I'm somebody who knows you pretty well, Jenny,

and you haven't called me Vince in over 2 years.

Shows you're upset.

A man could have broke in here.

That way it wouldn't be your fault,

I mean, there wouldn't be any charge against you that way.

But if you are hiding a fugitive, Jenny...

Vince, I don't...

That's twice you called me Vince.

Now I know you're upset.

Why?

Stay put right where you are.

Sorry, ma'am. Looks like I owe you a window.

Yeah, you were right.

I did break in, Sheriff, just like you said.

She wasn't helping me.

Vince!

What are you gonna do?

Lock him up. Then go after that kid.

He was right to do what he did.

You know he was right.

What Harper did is liable to get him about 10 years.

You still think you're right, mister?

VINCE: You lose him?

MAN: Yep.

He outran us.

Couple of the boys are looking for him down there

in the river road but...

they won't find him tonight.

Yeah.

Might as well wait till daylight.

Just lose his footprints wandering around in the dark.

Well, one thing is for sure.

Ain't no sense in us waiting up around here

when we could be home in bed.

Say, have you told the judge about this yet?

Not yet.

I don't figure he's gonna be too happy about it.

How'd that boy get loose anyway?

Harper. Broke him out.

He's in jail.

Well, at least the judge will have somebody to chew on.

He might even give Harper a piece of that Mexican's rope.

Vince, it's so late. What's wrong?

Ruth, I got to see the judge.

Well, father is awfully tired. Can't just wait till morning?

He'll want to hear about this.

What? What's happened?

Well, it's... that Mexican.

He got away.

He got away?

Ruth, there was nothing I could do.

Vince, what kind of a man are you?

You know how important this was.

I'm telling you, there was no way I could stop it.

No way you could stop what, Vincent?

I heard your voices. Is something wrong?

Everything is wrong. Ask him.

Harper.

He came to jail, he wanted to talk to the boy

and, well, he pulled a gun on me

and he put the boy on his own horse and let him go.

Why? Why would he do such a thing?

Felt sorry for him, I guess.

You got Harper?

Yeah, I got him.

Well, Vincent, you should be out looking for that Mexican.

Take men and find him.

I've been out, Judge.

There's no chance of tracking him till daylight.

But he could be gone by then.

I'm sorry, Judge.

There's nothing we can do about it right now.

It's no use talking to him, father.

It's just like the first time.

Ruth, stop it.

Well, it is.

First that vicious little beast

who killed Steven, now this one.

And both of them scot-free.

Why don't you go home, Vincent?

You've done enough for one night.

No, wait, you say you caught Harper.

Well, maybe he knows where the Mexican is hiding.

I doubt it.

All happened too fast.

Didn't have time to plan anything.

It's a chance, isn't it?

I'll talk to Harper.

I'll talk to him.

Bring him here and maybe I can make him understand

what he's done.

All right. I'll bring him.

Just make sure you get him in.

Amigo?

Amigo?

Juan, are you loco or something?

What are you doing here?

I heard them talking, they said

they had you in the calabozo, so I came to get you out.

Listen to me, if they catch you, they'll hang you.

There won't be anybody to stop them.

It's all right. They won't catch me.

It's not all right. You can't get me out of here.

The sheriff took his keys when he left.

Now forget about me.

I can't forget about it. I got to get you out.

Juan, you don't have to get me out of here.

The only reason I'm in here is

'cause I didn't want to see you hang.

If they catch you, they'll hang you

and I'll still be in here.

It will all be for nothing, don't you understand that?

It's all right.

I got to figure a way, so I'll see you later.

Juan, no, wait a minute.

[ horse approaching ]

Vince? Vince?

You ought to be in bed.

I want to find out about the boy.

Did you find him?

No.

I guess that makes you glad.

Of course I am.

Why?

You like seeing me made a fool of?

Oh, Vince, I just don't think he deserves to die.

Well, he had a jury trial, didn't he?

And a death sentence by Judge Craik.

Craik wasn't sentencing a horse thief,

he was sentencing the man who murdered his son.

You know he was, Vince.

Vince, what's happening to you?

You used to have feelings for what was right and wrong.

Can't you see what you're doing to yourself?

Man's got to do his job, Jenny.

You're not doing a job.

You're beating yourself for what happened

to your deputy 2 years ago.

And what's worse, you've turned yourself

over to Ruth Craik lock, stock, and barrel.

It's the truth.

Well, it looks like the good sheriff

isn't getting much rest tonight.

Don't you start riding me, Harper,

I've had enough spurs in my hide for one night.

Put your hands out.

What for?

Do what you're told.

Now move back.

All right.

We're going for a walk, up to Judge Craik's.

This time of night?

He wants to see you.

Come on out of there.

[ knocking on door ]

Evening, Judge.

I didn't figure on being back so soon.

Sit down.

Now I wonder if you have any idea

what you've done tonight.

You bet I do.

I kept this stinking town from hanging a 16-year-old boy,

and I don't regret it.

A thief, Harper, a piece of scum.

And you've turned him loose to steal again.

Most likely to murder.

Oh, that's funny.

That's just what he said.

Only I don't buy it.

He's just a boy who made a mistake

and after the scare you good people threw into him,

I bet my last dollar he'll never make another.

Make no mistake, I want that boy.

Where is he?

Most likely clear out of this territory by now.

That was a pretty good horse I put him on.

You must have some idea.

Harper, I'm willing to make allowances

for the impulsiveness of your act

if you cooperate with us now.

I figured you'd get around to that.

I want him. Where is he?

You're looking for someone, you don't have to shout,

I'm right here.

Juan, look out.

All right, Harper, leave him.

Vince, do father and I always have to do your work for you?

Are you all right, amigo?

Si. I'm sorry, I tried.

You two didn't make some kind of deal.

Didn't he expect anything for getting you loose?

You just can't see it, can you?

That this boy has got honest, decent feelings

just like any other human being.

Vincent, Ruth is right,

we haven't time for this nonsense.

Everybody knows what that boy is.

What am I? What am I?

Some kind of a thing?You shut your mouth.

Well, he says to talk and you say not to talk,

what am I gonna do?

Vincent, get him out of here.

Get the murdering scum out.

Murder? Who did I murder?

My son. It was your kind who killed my son.

Why does he say such a thing? I've never murdered nobody.

[ crying ]

Look at him. Go on, look at him.

There's your murderer, your hardened criminal.

Take him out and hang him, why don't you?

Alongside the lot of you, he looks like a saint.

RUTH: Vincent, just get them out of here.

Cutter, do you know what you're doing?

You're making this boy pay for what the other one did.

He didn't do anything to you or them.

Yeah, I know.

What?

Maybe I'm not cut out for this kind of a job,

but that boy doesn't deserve to hang.

So you decided to be the judge now, eh?

You think you know better than I?

We're all a little wrong here, Judge.

And killing him is not going to bring Steve back.

Vincent, whatever else may be said,

this criminal stands convicted of a capital crime

and has been justly sentenced to hang.

Now if you do anything to interfere

with the execution of that sentence,

your career as a law officer will be finished.

Now take your prisoners back to jail and guard them well.

Sheriff?

All right.

Let's go.

Are you all right?

I'm all right.

Go to bed, Ruth.

Can't you get it put off for a week or so?

At least long enough to give everybody

a chance to cool down.

You saw the way the judge was tonight.

A man as full of hate as he is

couldn't pass out a fair sentence if he wanted to.

Look, Sheriff, why don't you deputize me?

Let me take the boy to Laramie.

Let somebody else hear his case.

Come on, inside.

Cutter, will you just stop for a minute

and think what you're doing?

You talk too much. Get in there with the boy.

Here.

Take the handcuffs off, throw them out.

You know, you had me fooled tonight, Cutter.

The way you talked to those two.

For a minute, I thought you had something inside you.

Shut up.

Let me think.

You got all night to think.

Take your time.

Como esta, amigo?

[ knocking on door ]

Couldn't sleep.

Thought somebody might like some coffee.

Oh, no.

Yes, I'm back.

Sure, that coffee smells good.

Vince, just don't stand there, get some cups.

Are you hungry?

You left most of your dinner.

Oh, it was very good.

Only I wasn't very hungry.

Thank you.

Thank you, Jenny.

Jenny, you better go, it's late.

Vince, you can't go through with it.

You just can't.

Please. Just go on home now.

I'd like to pray for you.

Only I don't think it would do any good.

Just go on, drink your coffee.

Stop staring at me.

It's hard not to stare, Cutter.

You're kind of a rare breed, you and the judge.

The two of you ought to be stuffed and mounted.

Listen, you know what this town was like before Judge Craik?

Well, I got an idea.

He made the town nice and clean,

so it would be safe for everybody and nobody.

Come on, stop fighting.

Let's talk or something.

What do you want to talk about?

Well, the horse, better tell the sheriff

where it is so he can send somebody

in the morning and get it.

Sheriff?

I'm through being sodden too. You take this boy to Laramie.

Get a reexamination of his case by another judge.

Sheriff, please don't joke like that.

No, amigo. I don't think he's joking.

You can take my horse.

Pick up the other one on the way out of town.

Remember, Harper, to Laramie.

Sure, Cutter, sure. Thanks.

What about you?I'll stay, fight Judge Craik.

Yeah, well, good luck.

Let me check the street first.

I thought he'd try something like this.

The only steel about him is what he wore on his hip.

Judge, you're a man of the law.

That's right, and you know what the law says

about shooting someone who tries to escape.

Father, no!

Amigo, is it all over?

Yeah, it's over.

Including the way the judge has been running things

around here too.

Come on, amigo.

It's a long ride to Laramie.

Boy, am I glad to see you.

You act like you've been worrying about me.

No, I knew you'd be all right.

Well, I didn't, I worried about you.

Well, I reckon I got sidetracked some, Daisy.

We got some beef to get moving, partner.

I made us a big sale.

Hey, that's the kind of news I like to hear.

You sure took your time getting home. What did you do, get in trouble?

Who, me? Get in trouble?

Where did you get a crazy idea like that?

[ chuckles ]