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♪♪

Wonder if Stacey's rounded up those strays over in Devil's Canyon.

I think he's rounded up Janie Buell.

You know, I got a hunch Stacey's getting serious about that girl.

Can't say I blame him. She's an awful cute gal.

Hello, Janie.Afternoon.

I hope I'm not in the way of your work.Not at all, ma'am.

Even if you were, it's all right.

After looking at cattle all day, you're sure easy on the eyes.

Why, that's very sweet of you, Trampas. Thank you.

All he said was you look a little bit better than some steers.

Mm-hmm. I know.

[ steer mooing ]

[ shouts ]

That was wonderful, Stacey.TRAMPAS: It sure was.

I thought we lost that one for sure.

You cleaned everything out of that canyon?

Yep, that's the last of them.

We'll take 'em in for you. Nice seeing you, Miss Buell.

Bye, Janie. Thanks for all the help, Stace.

That was nice of him.What's so nice?

Being so appreciative for catching the steer.

He's just hacking me for showing off a little, that's all.

Were you?Yep.

Whatever for?

Wanted to impress you.

Well, I'm afraid

all the time you wasted trying to impress me

has made me late picking up Mother at Shiloh.

Well, I'll just have to make it up

by showing you a shortcut, huh?

Stacey?

Stacey!

Stacey?

Is he dead?Take it easy, Janie.

Can you get him?Yeah, I got him.

How can I get up with you leaning

all over me like that?Thank heaven.

You all right, Janie?

Yes. Are you?

Yeah, I think I landed on my head.

Now, that was good thinking.Trampas!

Let's help him up. Be careful of that arm.

Come on, Stace. Careful, now.

Easy.How about that arm? Is it broken?

Feels like it.

DR. SPAULDING: How's that feel, Stacey?

Oh, arm doesn't bother me.

Every other bone in my body does, though.

Oh, I don't wonder. That was some spill.

You'll probably ache all over for a couple of days,

but the arm's the only thing that's broken.

How long do you think it'll take to heal, Doc?

Well, it's a clean break.

Healthy young fellow like Stacey ought to be over the hump in three weeks.

Three weeks? Oh, come on, Doc.

Stop complaining.

It's a vacation you weren't expecting.

I'll talk to the foreman about whether or not to dock your pay.

In the meantime, you can just relax and count your money.

[ all chuckling ]Where's Janie?

She's downstairs.

I asked her to stay for supper with her mother.

Oh, that's a great idea.DR. SPAULDING: Not tonight.

If you have to tie him down,

you keep him still for a couple of days.

He's had a nasty jolt,

that wrenched shoulder in particular.

I want things to simmer down before he starts gallivanting around.

But, Doc--CLAY: You heard him, Stacey.

[ exhales ] You mean, no supper?

I think somebody

might be persuaded to bring you a tray.

I'm so glad you could stay, Mrs. Buell.

Thank you. I hope we're not imposing.

Not at all.

It's time we all got to know each other better.

I hope you're enjoying Medicine Bow, Mrs. Buell.

Well, I think it can be a good life for us here.

Clay, you should see the lovely dress Mrs. Buell has made for Elizabeth.

I'd like to. How about that, Elizabeth?

As soon as I bring this tray up.

I'd be glad to take Stacey's food up before it gets cold.

Uh, just a moment, Elizabeth.

I have an idea.

Stacey might like to have company while he eats.

That is, if it's all right with you.

Well, I'll force myself.

Thank you.

Nobly done, ladies.

Well, there wasn't much choice.

If I'd have started out of here with that tray, Janie might've tripped me.

[ all laughing ]

[ knocking ]Come in.

Hi.Hello, Stacey.

How do you feel?

Oh, I feel all right.

Good.

I was kind of hoping that you might bring it up.

Here you go.

You sure you're feeling all right?

Oh,

got a few aches and pains, but...

I'll be okay.

You all through?

Is that what you wanted?

Mm-hmm.

Fine.

As soon as you break the other arm...

Well...

You see, Miss Buell, things here are pretty much the same

as they are in St. Louis.

The women have us men folk believing

that we do the deciding.

Mr. Grainger, you just don't strike me

as a man who's easily dominated.

Oh, absolutely not.

Well, I let Holly make a little decision now and then,

but the really big stuff she leaves up to me.

For instance, I decide if Wyoming should become a state,

is a treaty with Mexico feasible,

should there be a tariff on European imports,

should I have the ladies put on another petticoat?

Clay Grainger!

Don't you listen to another word of it.

How's Stacey?

Well enough to be asking for a second helping.

But I gave him seconds with the first.

He loves your cooking, Mrs. Grainger.

I think it's the company

that he wants second helpings of tonight.

[ all laughing ]

I didn't mean to interrupt, folks.

I just wanted to tell you we brought your buggy in.

It's not too badly damaged. We ought to have it fixed by tomorrow.

Thank you, Trampas.

Well, I hate to interrupt such a lovely evening,

but I guess we should be getting back.

Trampas, would you please take the ladies back in our buggy?

It's ready and waiting.

I love the dress, Mrs. Buell. Thank you.

Well, you certainly are welcome.

There really should be some special occasion for a girl

to wear such a pretty dress.

ELIZABETH: There is: your birthday party next month.

Well, I've been trying to forget that.

Well, I'm not going to allow you to.

That's one of my minor decisions.

And you two have the first invitation.

We'd love to come.

Wouldn't we, Janie?Well, of course.

I'll see you in the meantime, Janie.

Thank you.

Well, good night.

ALL: Good night.

Well, I have a feeling that

Janie is slightly smitten with Stacey, hmm?

I don't think Stace will mind.

He's a little bit "smote" himself.

See ya, Stace!

Do you have any idea where we're all headed?

I heard something about mending fences down in the south 40.

Mending...

Do you know what it's gonna be like down there on a day like this?

Hot?Yeah.

Well, I hope you have the decency to sweat a little while you think of us

working all day under that hot sun.

Well, to tell you the truth, I wasn't planning to think about

you fellows working.

And as for sweating, I don't think I'll do too much of that

as long as I can find me a shady spot to sit in.

Stace, you haven't a conscience.

What I got is a broken arm.

If you want to sit in the shade, get lucky and break one of your own.

[ chuckling ] Break one of my own.

[ buggy approaching ]

Morning, Janie.

Carriage holding up all right?

Oh, just fine, Trampas.

You and the boys did a good job.

How are you, Stacey?Things could be a lot worse.

What he means is, things could be much better.

While the peasants toil, he lies around on his--

Trampas, you're awful!

Stacey should take it easy

until his arm is completely well.

Absolutely.

Well, now.

What do we have here?

I'm taking Stacey to town so Dr. Spaulding can check his arm,

and on the way back, we're going to have a picnic.

A picnic?It sounds great.

You know, when this... this right arm gets fixed,

I'm just liable to break the left one.

Have a nice day, Trampas.

Same to you, Stace. Bye.

You sure the pain hasn't been bothering you much?

It's been great. I haven't felt a thing.

I want to see you again on Friday.

Right, Doc.

Thanks.

Well, what did he say?

He said everything's just fine. Just fine.

♪♪

Oh! Oh, be careful of your arm.

Harper.

You needn't have gone to all that trouble.

Oh, no trouble. I enjoyed doing it.

Dig in.

MEN: Ya-hah! Yee-haw!

[ shouting continues ]

Morning, Stace. Howdy, Miss Buell.

Sure is a handsome- looking spread, ma'am.

Never saw better.Thank you.

I thought you fellas were out mending fences.

We were. Just heading back for chow. Long, hot ride, day like this.

No chow down at the bunkhouse like that.

Would you two like a bite of something?

Well, as long as you insist.

I didn't hear her insist.

Stacey.Thank you.

Great, Dick. You ought to try it.

Well,

I don't mind if I do.

All right, you fellows, that's it.

What did you think? Miss Buell made this picnic for the two of you?

He's right, Dick. We've been like pigs.

Forget about poor Trampas starving up there.

Yeah, Trampas will sure be obliged for all this.

Thank you, ma'am.

Much obliged to you.

We had an invasion of locusts once that did less damage than that.

I guess my friend Trampas put 'em up to it.

Well, I'm afraid your friend Trampas got the best part of the picnic.

Uh-uh.

Nope. I did.

Hello, Mother.

Well, I take it the picnic was a success.

Oh, marvelous.

Did Stacey enjoy it?

I think so.

You like him, don't you?

Well, of course.

Only...

What's the matter, Janie?

Well, it's just that all the fuss you went to with the picnic lunch

and fitting Elizabeth's dress at Shiloh

so I could pick you up...

I don't want him to think I'm chasing him.

Janie, the secret is to chase him so hard

that he finally catches you.Mother!

He's a splendid young man,

and the Graingers are a fine family.

A match like that would make me very happy.

You do want to marry Stacey, don't you?

Well, yes.

Of course, he hasn't said anything yet, but...

Well, after we ate, we just sat and talked.

It was very still and beautiful.

Mother, he kissed me.

Did you hear me?

Well, of course I heard you, Janie.

Hi.

Oh, boys take off?Yeah.

Lots of work to do.

Inactivity got you edgy?

Nope.

Paperwork to do, if you don't mind.

No, thanks.

How about it, Stace?

You want to come along?

I have something more exciting to do.Yeah? Like what?

You know that patch of grass in front of the porch?

Yeah?

I'm gonna sit in the shade and watch it grow.

You're gonna sit...

Well,

all right.

It's Doc Spaulding.

Are you expecting him tonight?

Uh-uh. I was supposed to go in and see him Friday.

Good evening, Doc.Hello, Stacey.

How have you been feeling, Stace?

Oh, pretty good. How about yourself?Fine, thank you.

Evening, Doc. Something wrong?

That's the penalty of being a doctor. Does something have to be wrong

for an old friend to pay a visit on his way by?

Sorry. I thought it might be a professional call.

See you later.Hold on, Stace.

I might as well take a look at that arm as long as I'm here.

Won't hurt to check on it while I have a chance.

Sit there, Stace.

You been feeling much pain?

The only thing that's bothering me is all this fuss.

We've had broken arms around here before.

Hurt?

No.

Feel anything?

Nope.

Well, the numbness

and immobility is a bit surprising, however.

Why should it be? My arm's broke, isn't it?

Well, nothing to be alarmed about. We'll keep a close watch on it.

You come on in Friday.

We'll see you then, Stacey.

Don't keep anything from me, Doc.

I wouldn't do that, Clay.

I don't think there's anything to worry about, Stace.

Yeah.

♪♪

What's the matter, Stace?

Watching the grass grow get to be too much excitement for you?

Need some help?

Uh, you fellows think of anything for him to do

that wouldn't slow us up too much?

We keep him around, maybe that cute little gal will show up with a picnic.

Good idea.

Is there any work for me or not?

Why don't you get those nails for me,

hammer this plank up?

Here, I'll start one for you.

There you go.

[ whistling ]

Stace? Here.

Let me get this one out,

and I'll start you another one.

I guess I'm not too much help.No, that's all right.

Hard left-handed. There you go.

You want to arm-wrestle?

Look, Stace, I know how you...

[ laughing ]

Yeah, okay. On three.

Ready? One, two...

Oh, I'm sorry.I didn't say "three." On three.

One, two, three.

You be sure to give my regards to the folks.

I'll be glad to. In fact, we're getting together tonight at the Buell's.

Arm, uh... Arm all right?

It's coming along, Stace. I'm going to see you again next week.

Fine. I'll see you later.

Another piece of pie, Mr. Grainger?

No, thank you, Mrs. Buell. I've already had two.Three!

But I can't say I blame him.

You're a marvelous cook.

MRS. BUELL: Thank you. I had to be.

Mr. Buell knew

and appreciated good food.

But then, I guess that's true of most active men.

Clay certainly does.What line of work was he in?

Well, he was one of those rare men

was successful in almost everything he undertook.

But I suppose banking was his main concern.

He must've been a very able man.

He was.

May I show you a picture?

Oh, he was a very handsome man.

See, Clay?

Well, I should say he was.

I just wish you had known him.

Well, I consider Janie very fortunate

to have such a heritage.

[ people laughing ]

By the way,

I'm very pleased about the young people.

Well, have a nice walk?

Oh, wonderful.

It's a lovely night.Could have been.

The Buells are nice folks.

Mm-hmm.

Clay?Hmm?

Do you think that Stacey and Janie are really serious?

They seem to be. Why?

Well, I... I hope Stacey will find a girl

to make him happy.

You don't think Janie's the girl?

Well, I'm just not sure.

If two people love each other, there shouldn't be any problems.

Clay...Hmm?

Are you happy?

After all these years?

That's some question.

After all these years, it's still nice

to hear the answer.

I could be happier...

if I hadn't had that third piece of pie.

Oh, hello, Doc.Clay.

Clay, I've done something

I hope you'll approve of.

Well, whatever it is, I'm sure it was right.Necessary.

Mm. Come in to the study.

I have another call to make.

I've been checking Stacey's arm

carefully this past week.

The break has healed,

but the numbness and paralysis haven't improved.

What does that mean?

Frankly, Clay, I don't know. I haven't run into this before.

So I've wired Dr. David Andrews in Chicago.

He's the best man I know in these things.

His train gets in tomorrow sometime before noon.

I'll bring him on out to Shiloh.

This could be serious, couldn't it?

Mm-hmm. Could be.

Have you told Stacey about it yet?

I thought I'd speak to you first.

Good.

If it's all right with you, I'll explain it to him,

bring him to your office.

No use getting everybody else worried before we're sure.

I'll look for you about noon.

All right, and thanks for not taking any chances.

All right. Bye.

[ harmonica playing ]

[ harmonica continues ]

♪♪

[ harmonica continues ]

Whoa.

Whoa.

There it is.

MAN: The break seems to have healed very well.

I don't believe the paralysis is related to that.

The shoulder?

Possibly.

Well, how could that affect the arm?

You didn't feel that, did you?

Now?

My hand.

The nerve

servicing the arm

runs from here through the shoulder into the arm.

It's my guess that the wrench to the shoulder at the time of the accident

in some way damaged that nerve,

affecting the arm.

All right, you can get up now, Stacey.

Is there anything that can be done?

Well, unfortunately, there's no way we can determine

the exact nature of the damage without surgery.

Nerve injuries are difficult to evaluate.

An operation could be helpful then?

Well, it would probably disclose the source of the trouble,

and depending on the circumstances,

it might be helpful.

I can't assure you, though,

that an operation would restore the arm.

Well, is there any risk?

Any operation entails some risk.

Naturally, we would take every precaution,

but infection is always a possibility.

And there isn't much we can do about internal infection.

You mean I could lose the arm?

I'm afraid so.

Well,

we'll have to talk this over.

It's a serious decision.

Without an operation, I could be like this permanently?

Yes.

[ harmonica playing ]

Honey...

I'm sure he'll be all right.

I don't know what I'll do if he isn't.

There was a blood clot

and some damage and displacement of the nerve.

I did all the repair work I could.

CLAY: Will he be all right?

DR. ANDREWS: We'll know better when the chloroform wears off.

[ laughing ]

Oh! Oh, be careful of your arm.

Good sleep?

I've had better.

I'll get Dr. Andrews.

Now, you lie still there, will you?

How does the arm feel?

My shoulder feels funny.

Well, that's to be expected.

Are my folks here?

Who's taking care of the ranch?

[ chuckles ]

At least the surgery hasn't affected his sense of humor.

How's my arm?

Don't try to move your arm yet.

But try to move your fingers.

Just a little.

Any movement at all.

I can't.

♪♪

I wish I could be with you a little longer,

but I do have to get back.

I'm indebted to you for your hospitality.

Well, it was very generous of you to stay on a few days, Doctor.

We appreciate all you've done, Doctor.

I wish there was more to show for it.

But you do think there is a chance?

I honestly don't know. I do think the danger

of Stacey's losing his arm is minimal.

But if the damage to the nerve is permanent, the arm will not recover.

If the damage is temporary,

the nerve will gradually regenerate

and the arm will slowly regain its mobility and sensation.

It's essential that the therapy

I described be followed,

and Stacey must make every effort to use the arm,

even if there's no response.

That could get mighty discouraging, couldn't it?

Yes, but during the nerve disability,

the muscles will atrophy without constant therapy.

That would delay recovery,

if any recovery is possible.

Then if the nerve damage

is permanent, nothing will help.

That's about it.

But we do have to look at things

in a positive way, don't we?

Well, goodbye and thank you.

Thank you, Doctor.Goodbye, Doctor.

Goodbye.

Dr. Andrews is such a nice man.

And a good doctor.

I sure hope so.

I know so.

[ gunshot ]

Come on.

Well, is breakfast ready?

Just about. Is Stacey up yet?

He's resting.Shall I call him?

You'd better give him a minute. It takes him a while.

Have you offered to help him?

Yeah, I did about a week ago, but I haven't mentioned it since.

How are you doing with him?

He lets me massage his arm.

His heart's not in it.

Well, you can't expect an active young man

to take a thing like this lightly.

Well, there is hope, isn't there, Clay?

What there is is uncertainty.

If he lost the arm, that'd be a fact.

Stacey would face it.

It's just not knowing what's going to happen that's bothering him.

I'm not sure that's all that's bothering him.

Doesn't it seem strange to you

that Janie hasn't been to see him since the operation?

Well, I thought she was giving him the chance

to recuperate before she started visiting.

Well, if she really loved him, nothing could keep her away.

You don't think she does?

I don't know. I like Janie

and her mother, but...But what?

There's something...

From what I've seen of the Buells, I'm sure they care for each other.

"Care for each other"? A mother and a daughter?

Of course.

But there always seems to be something held back.

Well, some people just don't make a show of their emotions.

I know that,

but you still feel it.

I've never felt love in their house.

No show of affection,

a warm look,

tenderness.

I've never seen them touch each other.

Do you think I'm just being silly?

Of course you're not being silly.

Well, I guess we're ready.

I'll call Stacey.

Is it possible for someone not to be able to feel love?

Only if you allow it to wither

by holding it back.

Well,

our little girl is becoming a woman.

[ knock at door ]

Miss Buell.

Mr. Grainger. What a pleasant surprise.

Won't you come in?

Thank you.

As you can see,

I wasn't exactly expecting company.

Well, I didn't want to intrude, but I was in town anyway,

so I thought I'd come around

and pay for Elizabeth's dress while I'm here.

That was very thoughtful. Thank you.

How is Stacey?

Well, he's about the same, I'm afraid.

But we have hopes.

Thank you.How's Janie?

Very concerned about Stacey, of course.

I'm sure she is.

She's been very anxious to see him

but didn't want to intrude.

Well, that was very considerate of her,

but I think he's sufficiently recovered now from the operation

where he can see visitors.

I know she'll be very glad to hear that.

Well, good day, Mrs. Buell.

Mr. Grainger...

thank you for stopping by.

Not at all.

Janie?

I heard him, Mother.

You will go out to see him, won't you?

All right, Mother.

Tomorrow.

Uncle Clay went into town this morning.

I thought you might go with him.

What for?

Just for a change.

Have you been trying to use the arm?

You know what the doctor said.

Can't move it, and that's that.

Dr. Elizabeth Grainger, at your service.

Come on inside.

[ laughing ]

Oh, be careful of your arm.

I figure we can cut some of the stock out for shipment

before we move the rest of 'em down to the lower pasture.

Be a good idea.Morning, Stace.

Hi.Uh, Stace.

We're gonna be cutting some beef out of the herd this morning,

and I thought maybe you might...

My horse needs some exercise. Maybe one of the fellows could work him for me.

It's your horse, Stace.That's why I'm concerned about him.

[ buggy approaching ]

Morning, Janie.Morning.

Well, we've missed you, Janie.Thank you.

Well, I hope nobody will be offended

if I tear myself away.

Hello, Stacey.

You look nice.

Thank you.

It's a little warm out here in the sun.

I was going...I wondered why...

You're looking fine.

Why didn't you come to see me?

Well, I knew you'd want some time to get over the operation.

Then Mother got busy all of a sudden, and I had to help her.

Well, I thought about you all the time.

Why didn't you come to see me?

Oh, Stacey, I'm so sorry.

What are you sorry about?

Everything.

Stace has company-- Janie Buell.

Oh, good. That'll be better for him than anything.

Is...

Is your arm getting better?

No.

Will it?

Does it matter?

Doesn't it to you?

Oh, well, I'm sure it'll get better.

Isn't there anything that can be done?

Massage is supposed to help.

I'm sure it will.

You want to help, don't you?

Of course.

No.

Why not?

I can't.

Liz has been doing it every day.

No, Stacey, I can't.

I should be able to.

I want to. But I can't.

I can't help it.

Oh, I wanted everything to be so perfect.

Oh, Stacey, I'm sorry.

Uncle Clay.

Stacey, I'm so sorry.

Who can blame her?

No one.

I can pity her for her inadequacy

and even give her some credit

for recognizing and admitting it, which is more than I can say for you.

Am I supposed to admit my inadequacies? Isn't it obvious?

You mean your arm?

From what I've observed recently, that's the least of your problems.

[ door shuts ]

♪♪

[ knock at door ]Come in.

Good evening, sir.Hey.

What can I do for you?

Well, I need your help.

Well, just say the word.

Stacey and Janie Buell broke up this afternoon.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.

She's a very pretty little girl,

but mighty self-centered, I'm afraid.Wouldn't know about that,

but coming on top of his other problem,

I'm afraid that might be an awful lot for him to take.

Well, I'm betting that it isn't.

But I want you to help me win that bet.

I'll do anything I can. You know that.

We've all been very careful and very sympathetic these past few weeks.

What else could we do?

I want him to get good and mad.

You know, when the pressures mount, some men crumble

while others gather strength from it.

I'm betting that Stacey will take just so much and then fight back.

Well, just what is it

he's supposed to fight back against?

Himself.

It's his arm that's injured, not his mind or his heart.

But if his arm is permanently paralyzed,

how is he supposed to fight against that?

Well, he wouldn't have to if he were sure that it is. He could cope with that.

But now it's as though he were afraid to find out.

He's backing away from it.

If there's a chance of that arm recovering,

I want him mad enough to find out now, before it's too late.

He said, "Not much, but it keeps me from licking 'em."

[ laughing ]

Good night, Trampas. See you in the morning.

[ whistling ]

Evening, Stace.

Where you been?

Oh, just walking.

Heard you busted up with that Buell girl.

Word gets around fast.

Well, I guess it's no wonder, the way things are.

She was quite an arm full.

What did you mean, "The way things are"?

Better get some sleep. We've got a big day tomorrow.

You'd better watch him, Harper. In the morning, he can boot you right off.

Thanks for riding him, Harper.Glad to.

Let him run. He ain't been worked much lately.Right.

He's not the only thing that hasn't done much work around here lately.

I'll rub him down when you come in.

No need, Stace.THE VIRGINIAN: Why not?

Unless he expects you to work all day and then rub his horse down.

It's between them.Wrong.

What happens during work hours is between him and me.

See you, Stace.

TRAMPAS: Hold it! Hey!

What are you trying to do?

Trying to do my job-- run this ranch.

What are you riding Stacey like that for?

Do I have to get your approval on how I do things?

But he's your friend. This isn't just a business.

It is to me.

Maybe you haven't noticed.

That's a sling around him. And in it, a bum arm.

He's still on the payroll.

When you're foreman, you do things your way.

Oh, come in, come in.

Well, we make any progress?

Well, I'll tell you,

he's got a pretty high boiling point, but I think we're getting to him.

Well, I hope it works.

So do I. If it doesn't, I'm gonna have to leave town.

Maybe leave Wyoming. You know, I'm getting to be

a real popular fellow down at the bunkhouse.

I know.

But to be effective, it has to be real,

and I don't think anybody else should know about it.

It's a tough assignment. I'm grateful to you.

No need to be.

Well, good night, sir. Oh, I went through town today.

Emmett Ryker gave me this. He wanted me to bring it to you.

Oh. Thank you.

You're welcome. Good night.

Good night.

Good evening, Mrs. Grainger.

Don't forget our dancing lesson.I won't.

Something wrong?

Pretty sad.What is it?

Well, I asked Emmett Ryker

to use whatever connections he had in St. Louis to find out

what he could about the Buells.

The Bue... What on earth would you do that for?

They seem like decent people.

Well, they are. But something's been bothering me

for a long time about the way they've been living.

Mrs. Buell working so hard trying to make ends meet.

Well, it's not easy for a widow and a child.

But she made such a point of his abilities,

of all his interests, his success,

how devoted he was.

Any man as devoted and successful as he was

would've made some provision for his wife and child.

Well, it's true.

She did say he was interested in banking.

He was interested in banking, all right.

He left a string of bum checks clear across the state of Missouri.

Seems that the handsome Mr. Buell

was apparently a drunk,

a woman-chaser, never paid his bills,

embezzled from business partners.

And when Janie was four, he deserted them,

left them without a penny, and ran off with another woman.

And a year later, someone shot

the charming Mr. Buell dead in a saloon fight.

Oh!

Whoa.

[ knock at door ]

Good evening, Mrs. Buell.

Come in.

I'm so ashamed.

I just couldn't bring myself to go to Shiloh.

I didn't know what to say, and I didn't know what to do.

Why did you come here?

Naturally, we're all upset about Janie and Stace.

I thought you would be too.

I wanted to tell you that I...

I think I understand.

Do you, Mr. Grainger?

Janie is a fine girl,

but she's young, impressionable.

She'd like everything perfect.

I guess we'd all like that, but everything isn't always perfect.

I think Janie has the idea

that the package is more important than the contents,

that what we can see and touch

is more important than

what we think and feel.

And when Stacey had his accident,

she was faced with reality--

an ugly reality to her-- and she couldn't meet it.

If she'd really loved Stacey,

if she really knew how to love,

the arm wouldn't have mattered.

Nothing on the surface would have mattered.

Only what he was inside.

Mr. Grainger,

what right have you to come here and tell me

that my daughter doesn't know how to love?

Stacey gives me the right, Mrs. Buell.

I'm fighting for him, and I'd like Janie to fight for him.

Well, your reality is ugly,

and I've tried to protect my daughter from ugliness.

Mr. Grainger,

I think perhaps I owe it to you

to tell you the truth.

You see, my husband--No, Mrs. Buell. Don't.

Ugliness is a part of life, Mrs. Buell.

We can't protect our loved ones from life.

But if they're secure, if they know that they're loved,

they can deal with anything.

And they have to be at the yard, ready to ship, day after tomorrow.

I can only spare three of you for the branding, so...

the rest of you work for two today, boys.

I'll see you in a minute outside.

What are you doing here?

Trampas said you called a meeting.

Well, that's right, but what's that got to do with you?

I thought Stace could lend a hand.

What I need is two hands.

I've had all I'm gonna take from you.

Look, Stacey, you want something to do?

Why don't you go into town and sit on the porch of the saloon with the old-timers.

They'll listen to all your complaints and cluck over you.

Cut it out.Come on, Stace, forget it.

Stop riding me, or--Or what? You'll do what?

That's enough.No, wait a minute.

He's got something on his mind, and I'm curious.

Go on. Let me have it.You bet.

Well, that figures.

Get somebody else to do your fighting for you.

Forget it! You couldn't handle me with two hands!

[ chuckles ]

I couldn't have kept it up much longer.

You're a tough nut to crack.

[ laughing ]

But why?

All these years, why didn't you tell me?

I was hurt,

ashamed.

I wanted to protect you.

That was wrong.

You can't build your life on a lie.

I'll never be able to face Stacey again.

But you'll have to.

For you, Mother?

No.

Not anymore.

For yourself,

to see if it's what you really want.

Listen to me, Janie.

All this time,

I've been afraid that if I ever

showed affection again,

I'd be hurt again.

But that's one thing you should never be afraid of--

loving someone,

no matter what.

[ fiddle music playing ]

♪ Well, everybody gather round ♪

♪ There's gonna be a party on the Shiloh ground ♪

♪ Drink your drink and sing your song ♪

♪ 'Cause it just started and the night is long ♪

♪ The night is long, the night is long ♪

♪ Well, it just started and the night is long ♪

Why didn't somebody tell me?I wish we had.

He punches like a Missouri mule.

One of you handsome young men must know how to dance.You bet.

I distinctly heard her say "handsome" and "young."

♪ Now, all you men, you've got your chance ♪

♪ To ask your pretty girl to dance ♪

♪ Don't mosey around and be so slow ♪

♪ When you get back home they're gonna let you know ♪

♪ That they all came here to have a real good time ♪

♪ And if you can't find yours, well, dance with mine ♪

♪ Dance with mine, dance with mine ♪

♪ If you can't find yours, then dance with mine ♪

♪ Now, don't forget before you go ♪

♪ If you like the party, it's gonna show ♪

♪ So please be careful on your way home ♪

♪ We don't want no more broken bones ♪

You know, next thing you know,

he'll be doing card tricks.

[ whistles ]You want to see something?

Mm.

Wait a minute. I did it before.

I've seen enough. A few weeks, and he'll be as good as new.

Are you having a good time?

Well, I would be if you'd dance with me.

I consider myself coaxed.

You know, my idea of a rousing party isn't watching you pick up a fork,

but go ahead.

Huh?

I don't know if I can stand all this excitement.

♪ Is a girl that looks like you ♪

♪ With eyes so bright and a heart so light ♪

♪ And a love that's so, so true, so true ♪

♪ Love that's so, so true ♪

♪ The luckiest boy at the dance is me ♪

♪ 'Cause I got a girl like you ♪

♪ I've got a two-wheel carriage and a heart full of marriage ♪

♪ And a love that's so, so true, so true ♪

♪ A love that's so, so true ♪

♪ We're gonna dance the night away ♪

♪ The party's just begun ♪

♪ We'll listen to the music play ♪

♪ And everybody's having fun ♪

♪ But I can't wait until it's done ♪

Stacey?

♪ Would you be so kind, take this heart of mine ♪

♪ With a love that's so, so true, so true ♪

♪ A love that's so, so true ♪

♪ The prettiest girl at the dance tonight ♪

♪ Is a girl that looks like you ♪

♪ With eyes so bright and a heart so light... ♪

Stacey,

there are so many things I'd like to tell you.

Will you listen?

Mrs. Buell?

[ theme music playing ]