All language subtitles for S05E09 - Deadeye Dick

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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.

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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.

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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.

[instrumental music]

[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.

[instrumental music]

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.

[instrumental music]

Oh!

[intense music]

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.

[instrumental music]

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.

[dramatic music]

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.

[intense music]

[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.

[intense music]

[instrumental music]

- 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.

[instrumental music]

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.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[dramatic music]

[instrumental music]

[dramatic music]

[music continues]

[gasps]

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

[gasps]

[instrumental music]

[instrumental music]

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.

[instrumental music]

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.

[instrumental music]

[knocking on door]

Marjorie.

Marjorie.

[dramatic music]

Hey, look.

We'll get a posse.

[instrumental music]

[music continues]

[galloping]

Alright now, we'll fan out
from the house

and try to pick up a trail.

Let's go. Come on.

[instrumental music]

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.

[instrumental music]

Here.

You write what I tell you.

[music continues]

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.

[instrumental music]

[horse neighs]

[music continues]

Drop it.

[music continues]

[music continues]

[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?

[instrumental music]

[galloping]

[instrumental music]

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.

[instrumental music]

[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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[music continues]

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