All language subtitles for S03E03 - The Stallion

[ 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.

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!