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[ Whinnying ]

All right, you cowboys, I want you all to gather round here...

because I'm gonna give you an opportunity to earn yourself 10 crisp dollar bills!

Yes, sir, that's my proposition, ladies and gentlemen!

One dollar per second!

Did you hear me? One dollar a second.

Any cowboy who rides my black stallion for 10 seconds...

earns himself a nice, crisp 10-dollar bill.

And vice versa! Meaning if you get bucked, you pay me10 dollars!

Now who's going to be first? Don't push, don't shove!

- The line forms right over here on the left! - [ Whinnying Continues ]

Spirited, ain't he, Mr. Hogan?

Oh, ladies and gentlemen, my partner, Mr. Hogan.

- Mr. Hogan, do you hear any volunteers? - Nary a one, Mr. Slaughter.

Nary a one. I'm disappointed.

I am plumb disappointed.

People have been telling me that Medicine Bow is the hardest-eatin',

hardest-drinkin', hardest-ridin' town in all of Wyoming!

Well, I ain't gonna quibble about the eatin' and drinkin',

but when it comes to the ridin', they're braggin', Mr. Hogan.

Yes, sirree, empty braggin'!

I'll ride your stallion, mister,[ Crowd Gasping ]

if some of these gents will snub him to that post while I climb on.

By all means, cowboy, by all means! Take care of that.

You do happen to have 10 dollars, don't you, cowboy?

Right here. Yes, sir, and here's my 10 right here.

And we'll let this little lady here hold the stakes. Yes, ma'am!

All right, cowboy, let's see you ride!

[ Whinnying Continues ]

You're always askin' for it, ain't ya?

- Hyah! - Take it easy! He's riled enough now!

That's the only way you can handle that brute.[ Crowd Complaining ]

Settle down!

- [ Woman Screaming ] - [ Whinnying Continues ]

Your horse killed him.

[ Bystanders Murmuring ]

That could be me lying over there.

Somebody oughta take a gun to that killer.

What?

Yeah.

[ Whinnying ]

[ Stallion Whinnying ]

[ Blustering ]

Mr. Orwell?

Mr. Orwell.

Mr. Orwell?

[ Moans Quietly ]

Hello, Randy.I got a horse outside I'd like for you to take a look at.

[ Groans ]

- Well, I've seen a horse. - This one's in trouble.

What's the matter with the horse wrangler at Shiloh?

You're closer.

Mr. Orwell, that horse I got outside couldn't make it all the way back to Shiloh.

Would you do it as a favor to me?

Well--

[ Grunts ]

[ Blustering Weakly ]

That's no cow pony.

I didn't say it was. What difference does it make?

[ Blustering Continues ]Whoa now, whoa.

Whoa now.

Well, you're right enough about his not going far on this leg.

[ Blusters ]Whoa now.

Whoa.

No break though. Just a bad swelling.

If you don't ride him, you can...

move him out of here tomorrow.

Well, I'd rather leave him till the leg's completely sound.

I don't want him here.

Might give other people ideas.

Pretty soon I'll have everybody's crocked horses in here.

But you area vet.

Well, don't let it get around.

It may interfere with my drinkin'.

[ Whinnies ]Whoa, feller.

Whoa now. Whoa now.

What's wrong?

He's running a fever.

Go to the house and fetch a bucket and a sponge and what blankets you can find.

And bring me that bottle on the table.

- The bottle? - It's for him.

Go on.[ Whinnies ]

Whoa, feller. Whoa now.

Randy, how'd this horse get to be where you found him? I mean, what about his owner?

After I got him quieted down I rode a pretty big circle. I didn't see anybody.

Anybody lucky enough to own a horse like that...

[ Whinnies ]

must know what he's got.

Trying to burn the fever out of him.

If I can do it, well--

You know more about horses than anybody I ever met.

When will you know about the fever?

Tomorrow morning.

Well, no use in both of us staying up all night.

Why don't you get some sleep, Mr. Orwell?

Yeah.

Well, if he's still alive tomorrow morning we'll try to get him on his feet.

If not, you can bury him.

Come on, boy.[ Whinnying ]

Get up.

Come on, fella. Come on. Yeah.

Come on. Come on. [ Kisses ]

[ Whinnies ]Come on. Come on.

Come on.

Looks like he made it, Mr. Orwell.

Well, a thoroughbred takes a lot of killin'.Is that what he is?

Well, you keep him till that leg gets well,

and I'll pay you extra for his feed and keep.

You're going to a lot of trouble for a horse that doesn't belong to you.

Guess I'm just soft in the head.

You can come back after him in about a week. He should be able to travel by then.

See you later.

Thanks a lot.

[ Virginian ] Randy!

It's nice of you to show up for work.

I thought I'd get breakfast, then fix that fence.

You mean the one I told you to fix yesterday?Yeah. I'll do that right now.

Next time, let me know when you're gonna stay out all night. I almost sent a search party.

I was at Charlie Orwell's.Where you were is your business.

I found this horse in the swamp.

It was all beaten up and had a fever, so I took it to Charlie's for doctorin'.

Then I set up with him all night-- I mean, with the horse.

How's the horse now?Oh, he's better.

Well, good! Go fix the fence.

Right away? Is breakfast over?

Yeah, breakfast's over. If you don't hurry up, you'll miss lunch.

Yes, sir.

Good morning!

Good morning, Mr. Orwell.

It's a morning like any other.

[ Whinnying ]

[ Exhales ] Well, what can I do for you today,

Miss Wingate?

Oh, I was, um, just riding by.

Thought I'd stop and say hello.

Uh-huh. Well, hello.

Well, there's something wrong with Roper.

There's a vet in Medicine Bow.

That's two or three miles closer to your father's place than I am.

He's looking for business. I'm not.

Well, maybe I think you're better than he is.

Well, maybe you're wrong.

Charlie, why do I always come here to get slapped in the face?

I don't know, Jodie. Maybe you like it.

All right, I'll look at Roper.

What's the matter-- Stay back from that horse! He's dangerous.

- I've never been afraid of a horse in my whole life. - Well, you'd better be of him.

Why? What's wrong with him?

He's just different. Stay back from him.

You'redifferent.

Yeah, well, uh,

stay away from that stallion, stay away from me,

and you'll be a lot safer.

Maybe I don't want to be safe.

And what is it you want, Charlie?

That old shack, miles away from people, all alone--

except sometimes for a bottle of whiskey.

Is that all you want?

What's the matter with that?

Why don't you put a ribbon in your hair, Jodie.

Wear a pretty dress.

Go to a dance in town, drink some pink lemonade and flirt with the boys.

It's a time that'll never come again for you.

There's nothing wrong with Roper.

He just stands around too much.

I suggest a long ride, starting now.

Jodie.

Jodie?

Where have you been?Riding.

Up in the hills?

Oh, Pa, you can put a closer name to it than that.

What happened?

Nothing I didn't ask for.

Nothing I did ask for either.

Jodie.

We don't know why the man came here, nor from where.

No, but we do know he's a drunkard and shiftless...

and that he's not good enough for a nice girl like me to go runnin' after.

I'm sorry, Pa.

Jodie, I-I know you don't like to hear what I've got to say,

but that doesn't make it nonetheless true.

Is the truth always that important?

'Cept sometimes it can make you so miserable you want to die.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Whinnying ]

Pa, isn't that the most beautiful horse you ever saw?

Like to see his bloodlines.

He doesn't have any papers, Judge.

It doesn't matter. Breeding as fine as that, you don't need an affidavit.

Looks like a race horse to me.

Sure got the build for it.

I brought your horse back, Randy.

I don't see any resemblance between the limping misery I brought you and that horse.

- Say, who owns him? - I found him out on the range.

Finding gives you possession, not ownership.

Boy, I'd sure like to ride 'im.

Nobody rides that horse. He hasn't been broke.

Beaten and brutalized, yes, but never broke, and he never will be.

Like to kill me when I tried to put a saddle on him.

You stay away from him, Miss Betsy.

Judge. Good-bye, sir.

Thanks again, Charlie.Right.

Charlie always has been kinda pessimistic.

No, Betsy, you're not to ride him.All right, Daddy.

Mind if I try to ride him, sir?

Well, Randy, when it comes to your bones, you got both possession andownership.

- You wanna break 'em, go ahead. - Somehow it don't seem like you got too much confidence in me.

I've got a lot of confidence in the horse.

Well, I'll get a breaking saddle.

-Betsy, will you get some liniment? -Horse liniment or man liniment?

[ Laughing ]

[ Blustering ]

Okay, boys, let me have him.

[ Whinnying ]Hold on, Randy!

Take a deep seat, Randy! Ride him, boy! Ride him!

Give him his head!

Hang in there, Randy!Ride him, Randy!

[ Betsy ] Hang on, Randy!

[ Whinnying Continues ]

Get outta here! Get outta here!Hyah!

Hyah! Get outta here! Hyah!

[ Trampas ] I'd say that horse hasn't much use for you, Randy.

Or anything else on two feet.

Charlie Orwell was right about him-- savage and unbroken.

Horse is a killer, I'd say. And you'd be right.

Not more than a week ago he killed a man who was working for me.

My name is John Slaughter. I own that horse.

This is a bill of sale.

Anything wrong with it?

Seems to be in order.

You wouldn't be wanting to sell him, would ya? I'd go as high as $10.

Sonny, that horse is worth 10 or $15 a day.

[ Chuckles ] What does he do, print money?

No.

He throws cowboys who think they're good enough to ride him for 10 seconds,

cowboys who are willing to bet 10 dollars a ride.

Must have taken some doing to train a horse to savage a man the way yours does.

Not as much as you think.

Mr. Slaughter, get that animal out of here.

Come on, you devil, you!

Come on here! [ Shouting ]

Come on! Come on, you--

[ Whinnying ]

Havin' trouble?

It's nothing I can't handle.

Hey, now-- H-Hey!

Put down the chain.Out of my way, sonny!

The only way to handle that horse is to beat him half to death.

The only way? You used a chain on that horse before, didn't you?

I tell you, that horse is--Judge.

Randy made an offer to buy that horse.

How much did you offer to pay, Randy?

I said 10, but I'd go higher. I got $50 in the bunkhouse.

You don't seem to hear too good around here. I said that horse is not for sale.

For a hundred dollars?

He's worth more than that to me!

He is at that. He'll probably keep you from going to jail.

- What do you mean? - You attacked one of my men with a chain.

That's assault with a deadly weapon.

If Randy wanted to press charges, it'd mean five years in jail.

Money'll be waiting for you at the hotel in the morning.

Judge, I can't tell you how much I appreciate what you done.

Come into the house, Randy.

That $50 I got in the bunkhouse I'll get to you right away.

The rest you can take out of my salary.That won't be necessary.

- Why not? - Ibought that horse.

Yeah, I know. I thought you bought it for me.

You planning on racin' him or somethin'?

[ Chuckles ]

Well, why then, sir?

That poor, dumb beast...

has been brutalized and terrorized so much, he--

He's a sick animal, no good to himself or anybody else.

The only merciful thing would be to... put him out of his misery.

But you paid $100 for him.

Well, I couldn't see him handed back to Slaughter for more terror and humiliation.

I see.

On your way out, tell Trampas I want to see him.

No! Please, sir, I--

Well, I'm the one that brought him here.

If anybody's gonna put him out of his misery, I oughta be the one to do it.

Well...

if that's the way you want it.

That's the way it oughta be.

Thank you, sir.

[ Stallion Whinnying ]

Who told you to put that horse in my corral?

I ain't got no other place to put him. I want you to keep him for a while.

Oh, no. Nope.

Look, you don't understand.

I'll pay you whatever you ask.

All I want you to do is feed and water him.

I'll be coming down myself to try and break him in. He won't be no trouble to you.

Get him out of my corral.

Well, you let him stay before.

Didn't have any choice. He was too sick to move. Now get him outta here.

You force me to take that horse away from here, and you might as well just shoot him.

Do what?

- Do what? - What's the matter with you?

Did I say something wrong?

No, it's, uh-- F-- Forget it. It's, uh--

It's important that the judge-- nobody from Shiloh knows that the stallion's here.

Yeah.

Well, I don't get too many visitors.

He won't be no trouble to you. I'll be coming down every night to work with him.

All right. I'll feed and water him.

Sure appreciate what you're doing for me.

Yeah.

But do you appreciate what you're doing to me?

Charlie?

Randy!

Next time you come by, bring me a couple of bottles.

Call it my fee.

Sure thing.

♪♪ [ Whistling ]

Put that right there.

[ Coughs ] Where you been? You were late for chow.

Oh, that's all right. I wasn't hungry anyway.

Oh.

Hey, uh, Randy, I wouldn't feel too glum about that stallion.

I mean, the judge was right. He was a killer.

I know. You can't help but feel bad though, can you?

Yeah.

Hey, how would you like a date with a gorgeous redhead tonight?

- Kathy Johnson? - Easy, boy.

That's mydate. No, I mean her sister.

Oh, you mean Chubby Johnson with the piano legs.

Why, you gay dog, you. You've had your eye on her all this time, haven't you?

Nah, I've got another date anyway.

Well, then, uh, how about riding into town with me?

No. It's not that direction.

It's up north.

You mean there's a girl up north I haven't heard about? Huh.

Trampas?Yo.

I wanna ask you-- When I tried to ride the stallion this morning,

did I do something wrong?

No, uh, nothing particular.

Style's fair.

But you did kinda freeze up.

Watch the horse's head. Keep loose.

Keep loose, huh?

That's right. Keep loose.

[ Mutters ] Keep loose.

[ Whinnying ]

[ Galloping Hooves ]

Warm work, huh?

Huh?

Or are you just plain sleepy?

Uh-uh.

- Sittin' in on the card game tonight? - What card game?

In the bunkhouse.

Oh, thatcard game.

Well, I'd like to, but I got an appointment with this girl in town, and I--

Mm-hmm. Is that the same girl you had an appointment with last night,

and the night before that?

- Yeah, she's a hard girl to get to know. - What's her name?

[ Sighs ]

You don't even know her name?

That's what I mean. She's an awful hard girl to get to know.

[ Exhales ]

Awful hard to get to know.

[ Whinnying ]

Evening.Evening.

Same girl?

Yep. Same girl.

- She give you a hard time again? - Awfully hard time.

- Her name's Suzy Ann. - I'm glad you got that far with her.

That's as far as I got.

- You gonna be able to work tomorrow? - Yeah, if I live.

Good night.

[ Whinnying ]

[ Whinnying Continues ]

[ Whinnying Continues ]

[ Thinking: Woman's Voice ] All you ever cared about was horses.

Not me, not the farm, not our life together.

[ Whinnying Continues ]

[ Thinking: Woman's Voice ] All the money we had, and you had to buy a horse with it!

I don't care if it's a thoroughbred or not. Why did you buy it?

Why did you buy it?

I'm going out to the barn, Charlie, and I'm going to turn that horse loose.

I don't care how much you paid for it!

I only know one thing-- I'm going to get rid of that horse now! Tonight!

[ Thinking: Woman Screaming ]

[ Whinnying Continues ]

[ Mooing ]

Hello, Trampas.Pete.

What you doin'?

I'm at a party. [ Chuckles ]

Where you headed? Back to the Bar K.

- Boss sent me in to pick up the mail. - Anything new in town?

If'n you mean them girls, same old thing.

Hmph.

[ Stallion Whinnying ]

Will you look at that?

That's the horse killed that feller.

Yeah.And tried to throw me.

Hey, what you doin'? You'll spook the herd![ Gunshot ]

Come on, Pete!

[ Cowboys Shouting ]

Hyah! Hyah!

He really wasn't causing any trouble,

but that fool Pete had to take a shot at him and--

I wish I could let it go at that, Trampas, but I can't.

If it weren't for that stallion--

Well, it couldn't have been the same one.

I, uh-- I recognized him, Randy.

Well, that's impossible.

I blame myself more than I do you, Randy.

I should've known you wouldn't have the heart to kill that animal.

But we lost 40 head, the chuck wagon, Trampas could've been badly hurt.

I'm sorry about that.

Oh, I'm all right. Least I got the arm in a sling. Get out of work a couple days.

I didn't shoot the stallion, Judge.

But I put him in a safe place where he wouldn't be any trouble to anybody.

- Well, it wasn't safe enough. - Well, maybe Trampas only saw a stallion that looked like--

Why don't you ride out there and make sure. Then we'll know what to do.

All right.

[ Door Closes ]

Charlie?

Charlie, wake up. Wake up.

[ Groaning ]

Come on, Charlie. Wake up.[ Mutters ] Who are you?

- It's me. Randy. - Oh. Randy.

- Where's the stallion, Charlie? - I don't know.

Where's the black stallion?

[ Sighs ] It was a ghost.

A ghost that stampeded a herd of cattle, that nearly killed a man today?

How'd he get away? How?

I... turned him loose. [ Murmurs ]

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

Oh! Good morning, Miss Wingate.

Good morning.

Anybody you wanna put in jail, maybe let out of it? Oh, no, no. Not today.

But some of our horses were stolen last night,

or early this morning.

- Stolen? How many? - About seven or eight unbroken mustangs.

Pop and I were wondering why they bothered with them.

We've got some good horses that weren't even touched.

Sometimes, Miss Wingate,

it's hard to tell if a horse has been stolen or just plain lost.

- You know that. - Well, you will come out and look around.

Soon as I take care of a couple things.

I'll see you later then.

Good-bye.

The deputy said he'd be here just as soon as possible.

The only thing is, while I was shopping I heard about...

some other ranchers losing their horses.

I can't understand it.

Rustlers wouldn't be after unbroken stock.

[ Whinnying ]

It's the south pasture.

The brood mares.

[ Whinnying Continues ]

Randy!Miss Jodie.

Why, you're a long way from Shiloh.

And you're a long way from home. What are you doing out here?

I've been chasing a black stallion.

Where? Well, he was trying to steal our brood mares.

My pa cut off the mares and I tried to catch him. He was a little too fast.

- Last time you seen him, which way was he headin'? - Right up into those hills.

Miss Jodie, I love ya!

Randy, where you been?

Trying to track down that stallion. Never even got near him.

Hmm. Looks like you're about the only one that hasn't.

What do you mean?

There's a meeting going on inside right now.What kind of meeting?

Well, some ranchers are a little upset.

Seems a thievin' stallion's been taking some of their horses.

Better go on inside.

So, you see, Judge, every one of these men have lost horses.

The reason we came to see you is because I think those stolen horses concern you.

Hmm?

You bought a black stallion a couple or three weeks ago.

Judge, Jodie and I both saw this stallion trying to run off our brood mares.

We stopped him from getting 'em, but he got away.

Sure it's the stallion I bought?

I got a good look at him. He's about 17 hands, black, a white star on the forehead.

That's the horse.

You know more about legal matters than anyone else around here.

Is it true that you might be liable for any damage caused by that stallion?

Well, that might make an interesting case.

But I suggest we form a posse and stop that horse before it does any more damage.

That's a good idea. Will you send a couple of your men with us?

Of course.

I think I oughta warn everyone,

a stallion like that, he's a lot easier to catch with a rifle than he is with a rope.

[ Door Closes ]

Hey, Randy! Trampas!

I want you with me on that posse.Yo.

- Where you off to in such a hurry? - I'm gonna see Charlie Orwell.

He's the only one I know that might know something to do with the stallion besides shoot him.

Charlie don't strike me as the type of person to do anybody any favors,

especially anything involving a long, hot, dry ride in the desert.

He might not for me, but he might for Jodie Wingate. I'm gonna ask her to ask him.

- Come again? - Well, he likes her.

I thought his only two loves were himself and straight bourbon.

Well, he doesn't act like he likes her, and she doesn't know he does.

- But I know he does. I can kinda tell. - Tell what?

Like I said.

I see.

Will you square it with the judge if I'm gone for a few days?

Sure.Thanks.

He doesn't act like he likes her, but he does.

She doesn't know he does.

But Randy knows she does...

because he can tell.

Mmm.

I still think you're making a mistake.

Bringing me here isn't gonna help you with Charlie.

[ Horses Whinnying ]

What do you want?

The ranchers have formed a posse. They're going after the stallion.

When they find him, they're as likely to shoot him as not.

I've had my fill of that stallion. I don't care what they do to him.

He's a fine horse.

There never was a woman who knew beans about a horse.

Anyway, we couldn't get to him in time to beat a posse.

- Takes time for 'em to get a posse together. - Yeah.

Well, I wouldn't be any good to you.

So what are you gonna do, Charlie?

Are you gonna go back in there and hide with your bottle?

Never mind, Randy. I'll go with you.

No-- [ Stammering ]

That horse is too dangerous for a woman to fool with!

Y-- [ Sighs ]

I'll go with you, but she stays.

The only person who decides whether I go along or not is me.

As far as you're concerned, Charlie, you make that decision for yourself.

Well, we're not gonna beat any posse...

standing around here talking about it.

[ Stallion Whinnying ]

- Randy, look! - He sure has collected himself a big herd of mares.

Yeah.

There's an old corral down there at the end of the valley.

If we can run the mares in there, he'll follow. Our best chance of catching him.

[ Whinnying Continues ]

Hyah!

[ Whinnying Continues ]

[ Charlie Whistles ] Hyah!

[ Randy Whooping ]

Hey! Hey!

- Yahoo! - Get in there! Hey!

[ Whooping ]

Whoa. Whoa.

Jodie! Jodie.

Jodie.

Your hot idea! You had to bring her along!

Jodie.

[ Gasps ]

[ Sighs ] I must have had the breath knocked out of me.

Well, we're all lucky.

Maybe you got some sense knocked into you.

Could've broken your fool neck.

[ Randy ] We'd better get after him.

[ Whooping ]

Hyah!

[ Whooping Continues ]

Hyah! [ Whistles ] Hyah!

[ Whooping, Shouting ]

- Whoo-hoo! - Hyah!

[ Whooping Continues ]

[ Whistles ] Hyah!

Get in there! Hey! [ Whistles ]

[ Whistles ] Hyah!

Whoo!

[ Whooping Continues ]

Yahoo!

Hyah! Hyah! Get in there! Get in there!

Whoa! Hyah!

Giddap. Giddap!

That's a box canyon he's gone into. I know that place.

One thing's for sure-- he can't get past us.

But can we get a rope on him?Best chance we're gonna get.

Want some more?

Odds are the posse'll never find this canyon.

Do you plan on keeping that stallion here forever?

I'm planning on breaking him. Then there won't be no reason to shoot him.

[ Blustering ]

The cowboy hasn't been born that can break that thoroughbred.

That's not some burr-hide, broom-tailed mustang you can ride in the ground.

He'll die before he quits.

You trying to say there's some special way of breaking this horse?

- Yeah, there is. - Can you do it?

Well, I won'tdo it.

But, Charlie--No.

Just forget it.

Charles, is that all you have to say is "forget it"?

What is it that you're trying to forget?

That it was a horse like that one that killed my wife.

Back East I was a veterinarian.

My one ambition was to breed thoroughbreds.

So I...

hocked everything we owned to buy this one stallion.

My wife--

She didn't understand me or what I wanted to do or horses or--

Well, one night she, uh--

In a fit of temper she tried to drive this stallion out of the barn, drive him off.

He trampled her to death.

So I buried my wife, shot the horse,

came west...

only to wind up haunted by a ghost.

[ Stallion Whinnies ]

[ Blustering ]

[ Blustering Continues ]

[ Whinnying ]

Jodie, are you all right?

How do you feel?

Well, right now I think I feel wonderful.

Could've got yourself killed.

I was jealous... of her.

I wanted to show you that I was different, that--

that I would be able to handle the stallion.

Handle him?Well, I mean--

I wanted to show you that with me it would be different.

You could've broken your--My fool neck.

Couldn't you just once say my pretty neck?

Or my snow white like a graceful swan's neck?

Or--[ Laughing ]

Charles Orwell, that's the first time since I've known you I've heard you laugh.

Lot of first times tonight.

[ Stallion Whinnying ]

Is he still a ghost?

Yeah.

Always will be unless--

Unless... you could gentle him like you told Randy you could.

I'll give you a hand.Yeah.

If he comes up, just give him a little slack.

I don't think you're gonna need another turn around there.

Whoa now. Whoa.

Whoa now. Easy, boy.

Easy.

Come on, son.

Ah-- Come on. Come on.

Come over here.

Easy.

All right, there you go. That-a-boy.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

Back. Back up.

Back up. Back up.

There. Whoa.

Whoa.

There. All right, sweetheart.

That-a-boy. That-a-boy.

That-a-boy.

Back. Back. Back.

Whoa. Back.

Back. Back.

Whoa. That's it.

Whoa. There.

Come on.

Charlie, you sure have done a wonderful job with that horse.

Well, so far.

The question is now, how's he gonna behave when somebody gets up on him?

From what I seen, anybody could tromp on his back, long as it was you.

Over there, sonny.

I been watching you playing your games with that stallion.

Got a lot of enjoyment out of it.

Now, I figure the posse has given up by this time,

so I'll just mosey along and take my horse with me.

You know he's not yours. Judge Garth bought him.

With everybody in the posse trying to kill him,

who's gonna make a fuss if I take him out of the territory and go on about my business?

You mean the business of brutalizing that animal.

- Randy, is this the fella you were telling me about? - That's him.

Uh-huh. Well, sir, that horse is no good to you anymore. He's been gentled.

Well, I'll just "ungentle" him.

No, you won't. You're not gonna lay a hand on that horse.

That's a thoroughbred, you hack!

Hold up, or I'll shoot!

You'd better do it straight, or I'll break your neck!

You hold up, mister! I'm gonna kill you, mister!

He's hurt bad. You're gonna have to get a doctor.

Think the bullet's still in him.

Oh, I'll do that! You've gotta get into town!

But Slaughter ran off all our horses. What are we gonna do?

He'll die if we don't--

The stallion. Randy, Charlie said he was gentled.

Well, I hope Charlie's right, because if he throws me again and runs off, well, that's all.

Easy now, mister. Easy now.

That's a good boy. You and me gonna take a little ride.

Easy does it now.

Easy now.

You gonna let me ride you? Easy.

That's a good ol' boy.

[ Whinnying ]Easy!

Easy.

Easy.

Whoa.

Whoa, boy.

That's a good boy.

Mr. Orwell's back there and he's been hurt bad. He needs a doctor. Got shot.

Dr. Spaulding's at Bar K. I'll have him here in an hour.

All right, Randy, get down off that outlaw.

Wait. We got your mares back-- Charlie and Jodie and me.

They're in the south corral. Most of 'em anyway. That's what you wanted-- your property back.

That makes sense, doesn't it?Well, I suppose so.

It'd be purely tragic to destroy a fine-lookin' thoroughbred like that for nothin', wouldn't it?

Good. Randy, where is Orwell?

- He's in a box canyon just west of Twin Rock. - I know the place.

You stay here and guide Trampas and Doc Spaulding.

Let's go.

Hello, Randy!

Hi, Jodie.

- Doc Spaulding said Charlie was well enough to go home today. - Should be down any minute.

Sure was nice of the judge and Betsy to take care of him.

By the way, did you hear about them catching up with that man Slaughter?

Uh-huh. Sheriff said you and I'll be star witnesses at the trial.

Attempted murder, he said.

That's right. [ Door Opens ]

I'll be right back.

I see our star boarder is up and around.

Thought I'd stop by and give you a ride home.

I couldn't ask for a prettier coachman.

Well, get aboard.

[ Stallion Whinnying ]

- What are you doin'? - Giving you your property.

My property? I thought you were--

What would I do with a thoroughbred? Makes a terrible cow pony.

It really always was your horse anyway, and you got a use for it.

Now we can breed 'em like you always wanted to do.

Thank you, partner.

Well, they make a pretty picture.Mm-hmm.

Yes, sir. I gave Charlie the stallion so he could raise thoroughbreds.

Judge, it was real generous of Randy to give Charlie yourhorse that way.

Yeah, Judge. You know, I've got a friend I'd like to give some of yourcows to.

Sir, I could pay you $100.

That's fine, Randy, except that, uh, now that horse is broke, how much you think he's worth?

I'd say at least $500.

[ Trampas ] More like a thousand. Maybe you're right.

Don't worry about it, Randy.

Five dollars a month, you can pay that off real easy in 15, 16 years.

Fifteen years?

Randy, they're just teasing you.

Daddy had planned to give the stallion to Jodie and Charlie as a wedding present.

[ Chuckles ] He did? Well, I sure hope nothin' changes their plans.

[ Laughing ]

[ Both Laughing ]

You can stop hee-hawin' like a jackass, Trampas. I know'd y'all was jokin'.

I know you did! I know!