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Don't you think it's time

you put that book away and start looking

at some of this country you're reading about?

But, mother, Bessie Burton just met Deadeye Dick.

They are in his cabin together.

Properly chaperoned, I trust.

Listen, mother, would you like to hear how they met?

It's so romantic.

Alright, dear.

"Bessie Burton's eyelids fluttered open

and her lovely clear blue eyes

gazed up at the handsome countenance of Deadeye dick."

"How-- how did I get here?"

"Bessie managed at last to stammer."

"Some tumbleweed frightened your steed

while you were fleeing from Black Bart."

"Deadeye Dick answered soberly."

"You were rendered unconscious by your fall to the hard Earth."

"Fortunately, I witnessed the accident

and carried your limp form to my cabin."

"But what if Black Bart should return and find me here?"

"Bessie asked with great fear, trembling violently."

"Black Bart would not dare to attempt to molest you

while Deadeye Dick is here to protect you."

"Deadeye Dick replied strongly..."

That's very interesting dear.

But perhaps you better start putting your things together.

We're almost there.

[exhales] I can't wait to meet a real honest-to-goodness cowboy.

I wonder if there's anyone like Deadeye Dick

in Medicine Bow.

I don't think there's anyone

like Deadeye Dick anywhere,

except in those dime novels you insist on reading.

Mother, you have no romance at all.

I guess I have forgotten what it's like to be a young girl

in her first trip west. I'm sorry, dear.

I hope you meet your Deadeye Dick

just like Bessie Burton did.

So do I.

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Oh, Aunt Livy! There she is, mother.

- Oh! Oh, darling. - Hi.

Oh! Oh, Livy, you look wonderful.

Lucy, it's so good to see you

and, Marjorie, I can't believe it.

Oh, you were just a little girl last time I saw you.

Look at you now, you're a young lady.

Hello, Aunt Livy.

Welcome to Medicine Bow, both of you.

Thank you.

- Did you enjoy the trip? - Oh, yes!

Well, I'll enjoy it more after I get the cinders out of my hair.

Well, you can have a nice bath just as soon as I can arrange

to have your luggage sent to the house.

Good.

Have you got the check for the trunk?

Yes, but I think I'll go with you.

That's a brand new trunk and I don't want to see it ruin.

The buggy's right over there, dear.

- We'll be along in a minute. - I'll take it, mother.

Oh, good. Thank you. Bye.

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[neighing]

Stop! Oh, stop!

[neighing]

Marjorie: Stop!

Hey, whoo, son, whoo, whoo son, whoo. Whoo.

- You alright now, miss? - Thank you.

Tumbleweed just spooked him.

Did you say that was tumbleweed?

That's right.

But that's how Bessie Burton met Deadeye Dick.

- Who? - Oh!

I don't know how to thank you for saving my life.

Well, I wouldn't go that far.

But you did.

If you hadn't come along right now,

he would've run away with me.

Old Percy?

I don't think he's gonna do much running at his age.

Oh, you're just being modest.

How'd you know his name?

Well, everybody knows old Percy.

Tell ya, if he ever kicks up his heels again,

don't saw on the reins, just let him alone and he'll stop.

Take it easy, sport.

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What was that all about?

Oh, I just saved that little gal

from havin' Percy run away with her.

Mm. Run away?

Well, Percy hasn't worked up a lather in ten years.

All I know is what the lady told me.

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[indistinct chatter]

Marjorie.

I was just telling your mother I'm afraid

you're gonna be awfully disappointed in Medicine Bow.

I mean, it's really not at all like those books

she tells me you've been reading.

I think I'm gonna like it fine.

Marjorie.

Excuse me.

[train chugging]

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Whoa, whoa. Good boy.

- Come on, dear. - Thank you.

Oh, Livy, it's charming.

Well, I'm afraid I haven't kept it up very well

since Richard died. Come on, I want you to see the inside.

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Well, here it is.

Oh, Livy, it's lovely.

I may never leave.

Well, good.

I can't get over it.

Out here in the middle of nowhere.

Well, now we're really not all that isolated.

Although I'm afraid there are not too many youngsters

around Marjorie's age.

Don't you worry about me, Aunt Livy.

Come on, I'll show you to your rooms.

Oh, let me take one of those, dear.

Lucy.

Oh, I'm sorry.

[indistinct chatter]

Marjorie, this is your room.

I hope you'll be very comfortable.

Oh, yes, Aunt Livy, thank you.

Come on, Lucy, I'll show you your room.

Why don't you start unpacking, Marjorie?

Aunt Livy and I have to get caught up on the family gossip.

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[exhales]

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Go! Ya, ya.

Go, ya!

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[galloping]

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[blows whistle]

Come on, boy.

[galloping]

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Trampas, I want you to go on over

and see how Belvin's coming along

with his fenced mending. Maybe you could give him a hand.

I gotta go back and, uh, meet Harry Foley.

He wants to look over a couple of bulls

he's thinkin' of buying.

Yeah.

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Marjorie: Oh, stop! Oh, stop!

Stop!

Oh, stop! Oh!

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[neighing]

Eh, you alright?

Uh, yes. Thanks to you.

Huh, how'd it happened?

- Huh? - I said, "How did it happen?"

Oh, I don't know.

All of a sudden, he began to run.

And I couldn't control him.

It's not Percy, you know?

I know. Seems alright now.

[chuckles] Imagine I've only been here one day

and you've saved my life twice already.

Well, let's not start that again.

What were you doin' out here anyway?

Oh, I just came out to see some of the country.

Uh, I guess I got lost.

You're on Shiloh ranch here.

Shiloh?

- A Grainger ranch. - Oh.

Do you work for Mr. Grainger?

Uh, yes, I'm his foreman.

I'm Marjorie Hammond.

I'm staying with my aunt, Mrs. Underhill.

- Do you know her? - Yes, I do.

My mother and I came out from New York.

Have you ever been there?

- Not yet. - I like it better in the west.

- It's more exciting. - Is it?

It is to me.

I think you can handle him now.

Oh, I'm not a bad rider.

Um... I learned how to ride in Central Park, at home

I hear that's a pretty big spread too. Well...

The only thing is, I don't know my way around

and I'm afraid I might get lost again.

Well, I'll tell you what to do, you just go back

to the direction you came from till you hit the road.

Turn right and it'll take you right into town.

Alright.

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Snake!

I don't see how you did that so fast.

It was just like they said in the book.

One minute the gun was in the holster and the next second...

What's the matter?

Did you do that just to get me to go for my gun?

Oh, I just wanted to see if you could...

You're not angry with me, are you?

[breathing heavily]

Let's just say once was enough. Huh?

Remember, go back the way you came till you hit the road

turn right and it'll take you right into town.

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Uh, we were lookin' for you.

Well, I'm kinda sorry about that, Tom.

- I got sidetracked. - Huh?

My horse ran away with me and he saved my life.

[chuckles]

Uh, Mr. Foley and his son Bob,

this is, uh, Marjorie Hammond.

- She is Ms. Underhill's niece. - How do you do?

- Please to meet you. - Glad to know you.

No injury, I hope.

Not a scratch. Thanks to him.

Uh, say, Tom, we can talk our business without Bob, can we?

Uh, yeah, he was just keeping me company, why?

No, I thought, maybe he wouldn't mind,

uh, riding back to the town with Ms. Hammond.

See that she doesn't get lost.

[laughs] I'd be more than glad to.

But you said, all I had to do...

- That's right. - Is follow the...

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I'll meet you at home, son.

Don't worry, I-- I'll take it easy on the way back.

That won't be necessary.

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You've made a friend for life.

I haven't told you the price of the bulls yet.

Oh, I mean my son. Askin' him to take Ms. Hammond home.

My pleasure, believe me.

- What's the matter? - Let's give 'em a breather.

Are we still on Shiloh range?

Uh-huh.

What a beautiful view.

Yeah, it sure is.

You're not a cowboy, are you?

[laughs] Me? No.

I didn't think so.

- Why? - You're not wearing a gun.

Well, you don't have to wear a gun to be a lawyer.

A lawyer, and work in a stuffy office

when you can have all this?

Well, each man to his own taste, I always say.

I've got kind of a leaning towards law.

My dad says I can study for my degree back East.

What do you think of that?

It's alright, I guess

if you like that sort of thing.

Tell me something, Marjorie, uh...

You're gonna be staying here long?

I don't know.

We were only supposed to stay a few weeks.

But now I'm not so sure.

Oh, great, then-- then you might be staying longer.

That's right.

Wonderful! When do you think you'll know?

I'm not sure.

It all depends.

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Well, thanks for riding me home, Bob.

It's my pleasure.

- Bye. - Uh-- uh, Marjorie.

Uh, there's a dance tomorrow night.

Would you like to go with me?

I don't know, Bob. Mother might have other plans.

Oh, it's gonna be a lot of fun. Everybody's gonna be there.

Everybody?

You mean all the ranch hands,

like the men at Shiloh?

Oh, sure, but they won't bother you any.

You'll be with me.

W-- what do you think, Marjorie?

W-- will you go with me?

Alright.

Oh, great. Wonderful.

I-- I'll pick you up at 7:00.

- Goodbye, now. - Bye.

- Hello. - Hello.

Hello, dear, did you have a good ride?

- Fine, thanks. - Where'd you go?

They told me, it was Shiloh range.

- Who told you? - The foreman.

I met him and he told me it was Shiloh range.

That's the Grainger's ranch, Lucy

and they're very nice people.

And I met two other people.

A Mr. Foley and his son Bob.

My, you did get around, didn't you, dear?

He asked me to the dance tomorrow night.

May I go?

Well, I don't like you going out with boys I don't know.

Oh, I know him. Bob is a fine boy.

I mean, young man.

- If your aunt says so, alright. - Thank you.

Here, don't forget your blouse.

Now, Lucy, you don't have to worry about Bob. Believe me.

Well, ordinarily I wouldn't.

But the way she's been carrying on lately

about how romantic cowboys are...

Well, Bob isn't a cowboy.

His father owns a big farm but, but he's gonna be a lawyer.

Well, that's more like it.

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I thought you said all the cowboys would be here.

They are.

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Excuse me, I've got a headache.

Oh, I'm sorry, Marjorie.

Well, maybe you better sit down.

I-- I'll go get you some punch.

No, I think I better go home.

You come back though, I don't wanna spoil

the rest of the evening for you.

Oh, don't-- don't worry about that.

Go. I'll get my wrap.

Alright, uh, I'll go bring the buggy around the front.

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- Good evening, Bob. - Hello.

- You're leavin' already? - Yeah, I guess so.

Well, I was beginning to think you weren't gonna make it.

Well, I thought by now the girls would be bored with you.

- Bored with me? - Mm-hm.

[chuckles]

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[applauding]

- Hello. - Hello.

Oh, uh, Ms. Hammond, this is Trampas.

Trampas, Ms. Marjorie Hammond.

How do you do? Uh, would you care--

I saved this dance just for you.

Well, I, uh...

Oh, please, before the music stops.

[chuckles]

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How do you like Medicine Bow?

I love it. It's so exciting.

Hello, Bob. Having a good time?

Well, I was until, uh, Marjorie got a headache.

She wants to go home.

Marjorie?

Yes, uh, Marjorie Hammond.

She's new in town, have you met her?

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Well, I'd better go find her.

I got the buggy out front.

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I think she got over her headache.

Mm-hm.

I guess she did.

Hey!

Who'd you come with?

Bob Foley.

You better go find him.

Oh, I've already danced with him.

Besides, you're a much better dancer.

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Stace.

Who's the new girl that the boss is dancing with?

Her name is Marjorie Hammond.

- Pretty. - Hm.

H-- how old she is?

About as old as Eve. Excuse me.

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Whoop! Oop! Ooh!

Thank you.

I can't understand why Bob run off leave you like that

without even a word.

Who cares?

I'll find out in the morning when, uh,

I take the buggy back.

Tell me, have you caught many outlaws?

- Many what? - Many outlaws.

Well, that's a sheriff's job.

I'm just a ranch foreman.

Well, you go on posses, don't you?

Not if I can help it.

The only thing posses generally catch

is a cold in the head.

Oh, you're just being modest.

Goodnight, Marjorie.

Goodnight.

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- Hello, Aunt Livvy. - Hello, dear.

Hello, mother.

- Did you have a good time? - Oh!

The most wonderful time of my life.

He looked like a nice boy when he came to pick you up.

- Goodnight, mother. - Goodnight.

- Goodnight, Aunt Livvy. - Goodnight, dear.

[chuckles]

Does she always look like that

when she comes home from a dance?

Or did I detect a little romance in the air?

She did look a bit dewy-eyed, didn't she?

Yes.

Well, it's spring and he is a nice boy.

She'll forget about him two minutes

after she's been on the train.

Probably.

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Well, I was wondering when you were gonna get back.

You must've had a good time.

I'll have a lot better time

when I can tan young Bob Foley's hide.

Imagine a kid bringing a girl to a dance

and then walking out on her?

- I had to drive her home. - Yeah, I know.

I thought he had better manners than that.

Well, maybe he thought she wanted you to drive her home.

What are you talking about?

Well, she told him that she had a headache and wanted to leave.

So he went out and got the buggy, and when he came back

he saw her dancing with you.

She didn't tell you she had a headache, did she?

Headache? She wouldn't let me quit dancin'.

That fool kid.

She ought to be spanked.

No, she's just a little too old to spank.

She sure doesn't act it.

No, thanks, it keeps me up.

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Pleasant dreams.

- Morning, Mrs. Hammond. - Hello, Bob.

Is Marjorie in?

No, she went into town

to do some shopping.

Would you like to wait?

No, I, I only have a few minutes.

Oh, she'll be sorry that she missed you.

She told me what a wonderful time

she had with you last night.

With me?

Yes, why?

Mrs. Hammond, are you sure that Marjorie said

she had a good time with me?

Why do you keep saying that, Bob?

She, she went with you, didn't she?

Oh, yes, ma'am, but, you see...

I, I think I'd better be going, you, you'll excuse me.

Bob, wait a minute.

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Looks like a nice town.

Yeah.

- Good morning. - Good morning.

I, uh...

I was just over your place looking for you.

Oh! What for?

Well, I thought you might want to apologize

for the way you acted last night.

Apologize for the way I acted?

Well, what about the way you acted?

Running out without a word to anyone.

Well, now, what did you expect me to do?

Stand there all night while you were dancing

with some other guy?

I mean, after you told me you wanted to go home

because you weren't feeling well.

Well, I wasn't.

Well, you sure got better quick when he came in.

Bob Foley, are you calling me a liar?

No, I-- I didn't say that.

I just can't figure out why you like him

better than you like me.

It's nothing against you.

It's just that he's so manly,

he can ride and shoot and...

[sighs]

Well, you wouldn't understand,

you're just not that kind of person.

What do you mean "Not that kind of person?"

I mean, he's a cowhand, what's so special about that?

Well, if you don't know

there's just no use

discussing it any further.

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Lucille?

Whatever are you doing?

I'm looking for Marjorie's diary.

Well, do you think you should?

If it weren't for diaries, parents would never know

what their daughters are really thinking.

Here it is.

Let's see now.

"He danced with me all evening long

and then took me home."

"I really think he wanted to kiss me goodnight."

Well, naturally, Bob's a normal 17-year-old boy

and Marjorie is a very beautiful girl.

Listen to this.

"He makes Bob seems so immature by comparison."

What? Well, I thought...

"Imagine a man like that, the foreman of a big ranch,

being attracted to me."

So that's who brought her home.

Oh, I can't believe it.

I can.

She thinks she's Bessie Burton,

and he is Deadeye Dick.

Deadeye Dick?

Why do I remind her of Deadeye Dick?

I know it sounds ridiculous

but my daughter is a very impressionable

and, uh, emotional young girl

and apparently she has a crush on you.

Well, no, I wouldn't go so far as to say that.

Oh, you would've if you read her diary.

Um, Mrs. Hammond, I assure you that...

I know, I know, Livvy assured me of the same thing

and I didn't come here to accuse you

of any improper behavior.

Thank you.

The point is that

we should stop it before she,

she just makes a complete fool of herself

and that's why I've come out here

to ask your help.

Ha! Seems to me that's a little more in your department.

I mean, after all, you're her mother.

Well, unfortunately, she hasn't seen fit to confide in me

and if I said anything,

she'd know that I read her diary

and that would make matters worse.

Besides what could I do?

If I forbid her to see you, it would wouldn't solve anything

and she'd just get the feeling

that I was trying to keep the two of you apart.

I'm afraid that under the circumstances,

you're the only one who can influence her.

Well, she's a very nice girl, Mrs. Hammond,

I wouldn't want to do anything to embarrass her.

Neither would I and I'm sure

you'll find the right thing to do.

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Livvy.

Thank you.

Good day.

Goodbye.

Discussing the dowry?

[whistles]

[knock on door]

Coming.

Oh, hello. Come on in.

I think granddad is in his study.

Uh, I wasn't looking for him, I wanted to talk to you.

- Oh! - Yeah.

You know Mrs. Underhill's niece, Marjorie Hammond?

I met her in town. Why?

Well, maybe you could do me a favor,

she was at the dance last night.

Oh, how was it? I had a sore throat.

So granddad wouldn't let me go.

Well, it was fine, but she was there

and there was some kind of a mix up.

What do you mean?

Well, she's got some kind of a crazy notion

you see, she's never been out west before.

The other day when a piece of tumbleweed spooked old Percy

she got the idea that I saved your life.

And now she thinks that, uh...

I know, you're her knight in shining armor.

More like a character called Deadeye Dick.

- Who? - Deadeye Dick.

Anyway what I want you to do is get her out of that notion.

You're more her age, you can talk sense to her.

What do you want me to say?

- Well, that's up to you. - No, it isn't.

You got yourself into this.

Oh, I didn't get myself into anything.

This is all her idea.

- Good morning. - Good morning, sir.

Honey, I am riding out to south pasture.

Thought you might like to come along.

Didn't you just tell me you had some kind of an errand in town?

Oh, you must have misunderstood, I haven't a thing to do.

Let's go.

[gunshots]

What's this all about?

Hm, thought I'd try a little target practice, dad.

So that you could intimidate a jury?

Well, dad, I've been thinking about that.

Uh, I don't think I'm cut out to be a lawyer.

You know, cooped up all your life in a stuffy old office.

Well, now, if you're good enough lawyer,

the office doesn't have to be stuffy or old.

- Yeah, I know... - What brought this on?

Well, like I said, dad, some people

just aren't cut out to be lawyers.

But that's what you always wanted to be.

Well, I can change my mind, can't I?

I mean, you've always said to think for yourself

and now you won't let me.

Take it easy, son, take it easy.

Just, uh, what is it you think you are cut out to be?

I don't know, uh...

maybe I'll try being a cowhand for a while.

You know, till I made up my mind.

- A cowhand? - Well, what's wrong with that?

Well, nothing, I guess, it's just that...

Well, you never been interested in anything but the law.

Well, I can change my mind, can't I?

A man's got a right to live his own life.

[instrumental music]

Whoop!

- Howdy. - Howdy.

Brought your buggy back, Bob forgot it last night.

Oh, well, I'm not surprised the way he's been acting.

You know, he just told me he didn't want to be

a lawyer any more, just like that.

I don't know what's got into him.

I think maybe I do.

You know that little gal he took to the dance last night?

Yeah, but what she got to do with it?

She reads dime novels.

Heroes have got names like Deadeye Dick.

Did you ever hear of a lawyer named Deadeye Dick?

Oh, so, that's it.

That's why he wants to be a cowhand all of a sudden.

Why, he had me worried for a minute there.

What'd you tell him?

Well, I didn't get a chance to tell him much of anything.

He did all the talking.

You know, she's only visiting here for a week or two,

it might be a good idea to let him get it out of his system.

Well, I don't mind but who'd give him a job as a cowhand?

I will.

Oh, now, look, just because

you're an old friend, you don't--

I'm not doing it

out of friendship, believe me.

You're not?

Well, I mean, if you really wanna take him on,

I guess it might be a pretty good way to handle it.

I think it might solve quite a few problems.

Hey, Bob, come on out here!

Uh, kids, I wouldn't go through it again

if you paid me.

- What is it, dad? - Howdy, Bob.

Hello.

Well, I, I was just telling him

about our little talk and,

and he's agreed to give you a tryout.

Well, you might thank him.

Thanks.

It's alright, you'll earn your pay.

See you at Shiloh in the morning.

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You don't sound very pleased about it.

I thought that's what you wanted?

I keep wondering why he did it consider that...

Consider what?

Nothing.

[instrumental music]

Those stray can sure give a man a hard time.

I haven't seen hide nor hair of 'em.

I signed on a new hand,

he'll report to you in the morning.

I didn't think we needed a new hand this time of year.

Well, I thought we could use Bob Foley.

Bob Fo... Now, why the dickens did you...

Oh, no, no. No, I know you.

You got something up your sleeve, what is it?

Well, all it is, Bob thinks

Marjorie likes cowboys better than she likes lawyers.

So, if he becomes a cowboy,

she might to get like him better and leave you alone?

Go to the head of the class.

Only one thing wrong with that.

What is it?

How'd you know he can handle the job?

Well, that's your responsibility.

But that's not my job, I...

- You wanna bet. - Hey!

One of these days I'm going to quit.

I got a lot of green horses to broke and I don't have to

mess around with some green horn.

Now, get that iron right there, it's plenty hot.

That one right there.

Okay, now, just put it right there. Go ahead. Come on.

No, no, no. Come over here. Over here. Look, look. Here.

See now, just rock it back and forth like that,

over here, get here.

Alright, put it on. Go ahead.

Ow!

Not me. Him!

I'm sorry.

[cow mooing]

Alright, alright, that's enough.

Alright, nice and tight.

Put your staple in.

Bob: I'm sorry.

He's hiding right there behind that bush.

Now build your loop

and go up to him nice and easy.

Don't go chasin' him halfway across the country.

[cow mooing]

Trampas: Go get him. Put it on him.

All you want to do is get the loop around its neck.

Alright, go on.

Get going.

Well, swing your rope!

Yeah, alright, now, put it on. Go ahead, put it on.

Yeah, go on. Go after. Go ahead.

How is it going?

How's it going, he ask.

The calf and he just disappeared over the ridge,

you may never see either one of them again.

[chuckles] That bad, huh?

There's gotta be a better solution to your problem.

Such as?

I suppose you went to her and told her

she was acting like a silly kid

and snap out of it.

Well, what harm would that do?

Alright, so she feels bad for a while.

Cries herself to sleep for a couple nights and...

No, you can't do that.

Any other suggestions?

Alright, I'll work with Bob again tomorrow.

That is if I can find him.

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[sighs]

You mean, your grandfather owns all this?

As far as you can see.

- I'd love to live here. - I'll bet you wouldn't.

You'd miss the excitement of city life.

Let's go that way.

- Howdy. - Hello.

What brings you out here? Looking for Bob?

Why would I be looking for Bob out here?

Well, haven't you heard he's one of our top hands?

Bob? I thought he was studying to be a lawyer?

Well, it's a big sacrifice for him to give that up

and we really appreciate it.

Are we talking about the same boy?

He's not a boy, he's a man, doing a man's job.

He certainly is, look.

Alright, put it on him.

[chuckles]

What happened to him could happen to anybody, you know.

Of course. I understand.

I knew he'd say that.

It's just like him, so noble and generous.

Marjorie?

Yes?

Oh, we better be getting back.

Next time, tighten your seat.

There won't be any next time.

Howdy. Where's Bob?

He quit.

Well, now, that worked out just great.

I did the best I could.

Some people are cut out to be

ranch hands and some aren't.

That's a brilliant deduction.

Uh, wait a minute. Wait, wait. Hey, I got an idea.

I suppose I told Marjorie you have a wife in Texas

with six kids and there's no...

Oh, that's a real bright notion.

Well, that's what friends are for.

Well, I tried.

I tried.

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Trampas?

How could you let a thing like that happen to Bob?

Everything was going so well.

Now wait a minute, what did everybody expect me to do?

Tie him to the horse?

You know, at first, I thought it was all a big joke.

Now I'm beginning to worry. Marjorie is really serious.

Well you can be sure of one thing,

whatever happens, I'll be blamed for it.

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I tried.

I tried.

How's the branding going?

Almost finished, sir.

Here's the tally sheet.

In other two or three days oughta wrap it up.

Good.

Yeah, well, I'll see you later.

Grainger: You hired a new hand?

Oh, it didn't work out.

Ideas like that generally don't.

What do you mean?

I ran into Harry Foley in town.

- He told me about the plan. - Oh!

Of course he only knew about the part that concerned his son.

Livvy filled me in on the rest of it.

Oh!

- Quite a dilemma, isn't it? - Yes, sir, it is.

Reminds me of a time a long while ago.

I was about your age...

I was working as a wrangler.

The boss' niece came to visit on the ranch.

Yes, sir.

Well, that was good many years ago.

I don't recall all the details.

Yes, sir.

If, uh, it should happen to come back to you,

uh, I sure would like to know how you worked it out.

Well, if I remember rightly,

I got fired.

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Oh!

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Sheriff!

[gasps]

Get the doc. Quick.

Anybody get a look at him?

I saw one of them.

This way.

What's the matter?

The horse has gone lame. We'll have to ride double.

- We'll never make it that way. - Alright, well, you two go on.

Hyah!

Get your hands up.

- What's this all about? - Where's the rest of 'em?

I don't know what you're talking about?

Mike, you and Jim take him into town.

Look, I don't know what you think I've done.

He'll tell you about it on the way to town.

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It all happened so suddenly.

And there I was not ten feet away.

Oh, you're lucky you didn't get shot.

Well, I was so surprised I couldn't even move,

let alone try to stop them.

[knock on door]

Oh, I'll get it.

- Good evening. - Good evening.

- Oh, good evening, sheriff. - Mrs. Underhill.

Oh, I don't believe that you've met my sister, Mrs. Hammond

and her daughter Marjorie.

- How do you do? - Hello.

Something wrong?

Well, I came out here because I understand

that Miss Hammond got a look at one of the men

who held up the bank today.

That's right. He was wearing one of those bandanas

you call them, and when the other hand grabbed him,

it slipped down.

You think you'd recognize him if you saw him again?

I only got a quick look but I'll never forget that face.

Why are you asking her all these questions?

Well, we think we've picked up one of the robbers.

I'd like you to have a look at him.

Certainly.

He says he's just a drifter, I don't believe him

but outside the fact that his horse was all lathered up

when we found him, there's nothing

to really tie him in with it.

But Marjorie told us that

there were three men.

Yes, ma'am, there were.

Two of 'em got away.

Would you mind coming down to the jail

and see if you can identify him?

Well, of course not, this is exciting.

Uh, just a minute, sheriff.

Why does Marjorie have to get mixed up in this?

As far as I can find out, she's the only one

that got a look at the man.

But I understand that there was a man

who ran out of the bank and fought with him.

Yes, ma'am, Fred Newman, the teller.

Then why can't he identify him?

I'm afraid he's dead.

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Don't worry, mother, it might not even be the same man.

I'll get the buggy, sheriff.

Don't worry, Mrs. Hammond,

if it is the same man, he won't be getting out of jail

to do your daughter any harm.

Yes, but what about his friends?

We've got a cell waiting for them too.

- That's the man. - She's crazy.

I never saw her before in my life.

Save it.

You can do your talking in court. That's all for now.

Now the trial will probably be in two or three days

just as soon as the judge gets here.

You sure you won't mind identifying him in court?

- Of course not. - I'll drive you home.

- I'll see what I can find out. - I'll be around.

[indistinct chatter]

Help yourself to another, it's on me.

- No, thank you. - Howdy, sir.

- What's your pleasure? - Howdy. Uh, whiskey.

Uh, whiskey, coming up.

- Mm, good whiskey. - Well, I buy the best.

- I buy the very best. - Hear you had some excitement?

You must be talking about the bank robbery?

Huh, that we did. That we did.

- They catch him? - Well, they got one of 'em.

At least, they-- they think it's one of 'em.

You mean they don't know for sure?

Well, they had these bandanas pulled up high over their faces.

I understand some girls says she got a good look at one of 'em.

If he's the right fella, we're gonna have a hangin' in town.

First one in a long time.

A hangin'? Bank robbery?

A man got killed trying to stop him.

Hi-- hit you again?

No, that'll do it. So long.

Thank you.

You know, poor old Fred, he used to come in here

every Saturday night for beer, every Saturday night.

I just can't believe he'd take on a bank robber single-handed.

- They got him, alright. - Well, how does it look?

What did you find out?

Looks like they're gonna hang him

unless we do something about it.

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[metal tapping]

Blake?

You gonna bust me out of here.

We can't take on the whole town.

Well, you better or I'll talk plenty.

Take it easy. We got a better way.

They said some girl spotted you,

you know who she is?

I don't know her name.

But I know what she looks like.

A kid about 16. Small.

- Hank, get out of sight. - See you later.

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- Hello, sheriff. - Glad to see you, judge.

- Thank you. - How are things in Twin Forks?

Oh, hot and dusty.

- Charlie? - Here you are, sheriff.

- So long, judge. - So long, Charlie.

Charlie: Hit up...

You know something, I wish the railroad would put in

some spur lines.

I'm getting too old to travel in those things.

Your, your telegram said you had an important case for me?

Yes, sir, bank robbery and murder.

That sounds as if it might be interesting.

- Are you ready to proceed? - Whenever you are, judge.

Well, uh, let's see, let's make it 2 o'clock.

That'll give me time to eat

and get rid of some of this

fine Wyoming dust.

Wait a minute, sheriff, I'll take that.

Thanks very much.

You know, it might look like collusion

if you carried this into the hotel for me.

- I'll see you in court. - Okay.

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Oh.

[indistinct chatter]

- Ladies. - Oh.

- Hi. - Good morning, sheriff.

The, uh, judge just got into town.

- Trial will be at 2 o'clock. - 2 o'clock?

- I better go home and change. - What for?

Do you think I'm gonna get up in front of all those people

in this dress, with my hair looking the way it does?

But you look fine.

You go ahead with your shopping

I'll go home and change, and meet you in court.

What are you going to wear, dear?

Oh, I think the dark blue organdy.

Oh, I'm afraid that's a little too dressy.

But it's so becoming.

Livvy: Look, how about your grey suit?

Marjorie: Oh, no, that makes me look too young.

Oh, nonsense.

Oh, mother, I like the blue organdy.

We'll leave it up to the sheriff.

Sheriff, what do ladies generally wear

when they go to court?

- Well-- - Well, look.

How about your-- your pink with the big wide sash?

Marjorie: That would work. What do you think?

Oh, I think they'll be fine.

And it's very flattering to your hair.

Should I wear a ribbon?

Ladies, I'm afraid the trial's gonna be over

before you make up your minds.

Alright. I'll be on time, don't worry.

Bye, dear.

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[gasps]

Never mind about that. You ain't going to court.

[gasps]

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Why this sudden interest in goin' huntin'?

I don't know, dad, I-- I just kinda felt like it.

You're not gonna need me for the next couple of days, are you?

You mean, until, uh, Marjorie goes back East?

Why do you ask, dad?

I guess maybe because I was young once myself.

You don't mind then?

Not as long as that's all you have in mind.

Oh, don't worry, dad.

I'm not gonna do anything foolish.

I've already taken care of that department.

Alright.

Well, uh, try and have a good time, huh?

Sure.

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Alright, sir, will you please continue?

Then what happened?

Well, I was in my store

but I could see the bank through the window.

When the men came out and Fred came running after them.

I don't know what he thought he was gonna do

against three men with guns.

But I sure admire his courage.

Man #1: I see.

Do you, uh, recall anything else about the incident?

I wonder what's keeping her?

By the time we get outside, the three men were riding off

and Fred was lying there on the street.

Do you see any of the bank robbers in this courtroom?

Well, I-- I can't honestly say I can identify them.

What with the masks and the hats pulled down.

No further questions, Your Honor.

You may step down.

Do you have any other witnesses?

Oh, yes, sir. The key witness, but she's not here yet.

Well, has she been notified?

Yes, sir. I told her to be here at 2 o'clock.

Well, this court will recess for, uh, 30 minutes.

At which time,

you better produce the witness, or we'll have to proceed

without her.

[banging]

I'll see what's holding her up.

Right.

Now, Mrs. Hammond, why isn't your daughter here?

I don't know, this isn't like Marjorie.

Well, I think I'll just run out to the house,

see if I can hurry her up.

What's the matter?

That's what I'm gonna find out.

I'll go with you.

Mrs. Hammond, now don't you worry.

Everything will turn out alright.

Thank you.

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[knocking on door]

Marjorie.

Marjorie.

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Hey, look.

We'll get a posse.

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[galloping]

Alright now, we'll fan out from the house

and try to pick up a trail.

Let's go. Come on.

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Oh, Livvy.

Get down.

I said, get down!

How long you're gonna keep me here?

That depends upon, uh, what happens to Blake.

I figure we've made an even trade. You for him.

Go on.

Suppose they come after me?

You just better hope they don't.

Sit down.

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Here.

You write what I tell you.

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Sign it.

Your old lady'll get this in the morning.

He'll be watching the jail when Blake rides out

of town alone, Bert will let us know.

Feed and water the horses.

You'll be goin' as soon as it gets dark.

Why me?

Because I said so.

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[horse neighs]

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Drop it.

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[gunshot]

Are you alright?

I am now.

Get his gun.

Did you see the trail I left?

I remember Bessie Burton did it when she was kidnapped.

I saw it.

There's another one, outside.

Don't worry about him, I found him.

He's not gonna be bothering anybody for a while.

Oh, Bob, you're so wonderful.

Hmm?

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[galloping]

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Looks like everything's under control.

You should've seen him, he was magnificent!

I always knew he had it in him.

Alright.

He knicked him in the gun arm.

Well, you see, I didn't wanna kill him.

Well, let's get moving.

I don't want your mother to worry

any more than she has to.

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[galloping]

I'm sure gonna miss you both.

Goodbye, Livvy. I'm gonna need a real rest after this vacation.

Oh, Aunt Livvy, I can't tell you what a wonderful time I've had.

Oh. Have a good trip.

- Goodbye. Man #2: All aboard.

- Goodbye now. - Bye.

I'll see you around.

Oh, Bob.

Oh, Marjorie, uh,

I-- I'll let you know where I'll be studying law.

Maybe we can see each other back East.

Bye.

Goodbye.

Please don't think too badly of me.

Oh, how could I complain about losing to a fellow

like Deadeye Dick over there.

Well, bye.

Goodbye.

[train whistles]

- Goodbye, darling. - Goodbye, Aunt Livvy.

- Bye. - Goodbye.

- Bye, Marjorie. Marjorie: Bye.

Goodbye!

Bye!

Matter of fact, that was a good shot.

A lot of nerve to make a shot like that.

Shot like what?

I had my eyes closed.

[laughing]

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