All language subtitles for Smoky

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[rousing orchestral
fanfare playing]

[fanfare ends]

MAN [narrating]:
One day in spring,

way back in the late '30s,

there was one
particular member

of a herd of ranch horses

that figured it was
just about time to cut out.

Something important
was going to take place

in the near future,

and it sure enough did.

Oh, you could have told
right away

that he was pretty special.

He wasn't an hour old

before he found out
how hard the ground was.

But he was a stubborn one,

and inside half an hour
he was up to stay--

had to be if he wanted
that first meal.

At a time like that,
who cares about visitors?

Especially
since he couldn't see

maybe more than 2 feet
in front of him anyhow.

But a couple of weeks later,
his coat turning deeper,

he could see just fine

and still get lost
from his mammy.

Sure, it was
a frustrating experience,

but it was as certain
to happen to that colt

as living or breathing
or running.

The reason for that was

he was first class
ranch blood,

mostly mustang mixed
with a strain of steeliness,

and that meant that he had
a world of independence

built right into him.

All the same,
he was still a mite young

for that kind of foolishness,

and Mammy was a welcome sight.

For her part, though,

she had to put Junior
in his place,

so she just gave him
the cold shoulder

and went right on
about her feeding.

The trouble was,

that only reminded Junior
he was due for some feed,

way overdue.

And, like those things
usually work out,

he got his way...
more or less.

He had a mind of his own,

and when he wasn't
more than a month old,

he decided it was high time

to find out
about mountain streams,

an idea Mammy didn't
exactly go along with.

So there was nothing to do
but fish him out

and try to teach him
a few more facts of life.

The truth is...

that mother of his taught him
most everything she knew

in those growing up days.

And it was a mighty good
thing that she did...

because in his case,

those days
didn't last too long.

That's how he found her
one morning...

so very still.

He couldn't quite
figure it out at first,

but like the buzzard,
there were others around

who'd known all about it
for some time.

[snarling]

He'd be on his own now
for almost a year.
That's how it was with him.

A true loner, a wild mustang

who'd learned
to fend for himself,

but who knew,

even in his pride
and his independence,

that something was missing:

his own kind.

So that's when he joined up,

became a part of the herd.

The question
that wasn't answered

was how some day
an animal like that

would make out with a human?

Or a human make out with him?

MALE SINGER: ♪ He was born
on top of the mountain ♪

♪ Grew up
with the wind and rain ♪

♪ And they said
he was the wild one ♪

♪ That no man
could ever tame ♪

♪ And the sky was his father ♪

♪ And the earth
was his mother ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

MALE [chorus]: ♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Tried to catch the wind ♪

♪ Some men
get used to wanderin' ♪

♪ Footloose and fancy free ♪

♪ And Smoky's
like that kind of man ♪

♪ And he likes his liberty ♪

♪ There's no rope
that can hold him ♪

♪ No man that can own him ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Tried to catch the wind ♪

♪ Catch the wind ♪

♪ [vocalizing]

♪ You can buy a man
with money ♪

♪ Break a horse
if you really try ♪

♪ But there's horses
you can't ever break ♪

♪ And there's some men
you can't buy ♪

♪ The sky is his father ♪

♪ The earth is his mother ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Tried to catch the wind ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

[men shouting]

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Tried to catch the wind ♪

[men shouting]

BOY: Hi.

Hi, yourself.

Ain't he something?

That black one
right there.

I figured that was
the one you meant.

Yes, sir. Been keeping
an eye on him

off and on since he was
a couple of weeks old.

Well, I'd say
that was about...

four years ago.

[men shouting]

And Jeff
still ain't caught him.

Jeff, Mr. Nix,
the one in front.

He's the foreman
of the Rocking R.

Well...

looks like's he's
done it to you again,

Huh, Jeff?

We got other horses
to worry about.

And every year he'd
say the same thing.

Just wait
till next roundup.

Let's go.

Well, I'd better be
getting with the others.

We're a little
shorthanded these days.

Yeah. Sure.

See you again sometimes.

Why, you slicker.

[neighing]

[neigh]

That's it, boy.

Right on down
to the draw.

Doing just fine, boy.
Keep giving it all you got.

I can run you out of tricks
and out of wind.

[kiss noise]
Hyah.

[men shouting]

Miss Julie! Miss Julie!

Yes, María?

They're here.

Be there in a moment.

What did I tell you
about going?

They needed some help, Mom.

The only one who needs
your help around here is me.

The fine father.

You knew he was along.

He was along?

Never laid eyes on him
till this second.

Come on. Come on.

[grumbling]

Well, there they are.

Jeff, they look good.

A little more skittish
than usual.

They had an extra month
of running wild.

We'll simmer them down.

Within our deadline,
I hope.

Haven't failed you
yet, have I?

What about the 4-year-old,
the black?

[man laughs]

We'll get him next roundup,
Miss Julie.

I got more to do out there

than just play around
with one bronc.

Of course you have, Jeff.

-[neighing]
-Oh, now what's coming here?

It's him! It's him!

[neighing]

Who's that bringing him in?

You got me. He's not
one of our boys.

I can believe that.

Get out there and help
him herd in that horse!

Pepe,
open the gate.

I got it, Pa.

[neighing]

-Howdy.
-Howdy.

That's nice work.

Hi again.

Me and him
met on the range.

That was sure
some trick, all right.

Outsmarted him.

Well,
sure a nice spread.

Got a feeling
he belongs here.

Well, no one belongs here
until he's been broken.

When a colt like him
gets himself corralled,

maybe that's
what he's asking for.

I hope he's worth
all that.

Him?

There's a big difference,
Mister,

between a wild bronc
and a good saddle horse.

We only got so much time
to spend on him.

Well, I'd say
that one would be worth

all the time
you could give him.

[neighing]

You could have all of mine.

Thanks, but we're not
taking on any extra hands.

She's the owner.

You be quiet.

Now go to the storeroom

and bring some potatoes
to the kitchen.

-Oh, Ma.
-Come on.

I know they're shorthanded.

[neighing]

Sure got eyes
for that colt.

You looking for work?

No offense,
Miss Julie,

but we don't even know that he's
a wrangler.

After what you just saw?

Jeff Nix, my foreman.

I'm Julie Richards.

I don't believe you
mentioned your name.

I'm Clint Barkley, ma'am.

Nice to know you.

Where you been working,
Barkley?

Just about all over.

Where exactly?

Texas, Arizona, Wyoming.

No, I mean what ranch?

Most all of them
one time or another.

I take it, then,

you don't light in one
spot for very long.

It depends on the spot.

This could be it.

You have experience
breaking in horses?

Some.

Well, there's
30 of those broncs

that needs the rough edges
taken off of them

by the first of the month.

Think you can handle
half of them?

Or all of them.

You're that sure
of yourself?

Let's just say I know horses.

What do you think, Jeff?

Well, I guess with all
that war ruckus

going on in Europe,

we could
use an extra hand.

You take care
of your horse,

and I'll give you
your orders later.

Thanks.

You, too,
Miss Richards.

Oh, come on, Jeff.
What's the matter?

You act as if we didn't
need an extra hand.

I'm just not sure
we need that one.

I'd like
to know something

about the people
we hire, that's all.

Oh, you mean something
other than his bringing
in that stallion?

Don't tell me that's it.

You know
exactly what I mean.

When a man doesn't
want to give reference,

he usually has
something to hide.

Maybe I'm just not
as trusting as you are.

Mm, maybe you're
just not as willing

to gamble.

We'll be seeing a lot more
of you, young fella.

[neighing]

Did you get the job?

Sure did.

Shake.

Well, see you later.

Ride him! Yahoo!
That's it!

Ride him, Mr. Barkley!

You got him! Yahoo!

Yahoo! Hey, Pa, come on!

Ride him!

You got him quiet
in a hurry, Mr. Barkley.

Well, I don't figure
they'll all be like that.

Him especially.

[neighing]

Just for that, sonny,

you're next.

Are you going to do it?

Are you really
going to do it?

We're just going
to get acquainted.

-Hey, Chuck.
-Yo!

Cut that black one out
and send him in here.

You practically
got him.

Hyah! Hyah!

[neighing]

Ho!

Hah!

Come here.

[shouting]

[neighing]

Clint, you going
to saddle him?

No saddle this time.

I don't want
to rush this one.

[neighing]

Take it easy, sonny.

Nobody's
going to hurt you.

[neighing]

[neighing]

You got him!
You got him!

That's it!
Fight him, boy!

Hey, which one
are you for?

Oh, Pa, there's never
been a horse like that.

Sure got your eye on me,
haven't you?

That's good...

because the more you want,
the more you're going to see,

the quicker you'll learn.

[neighing]

Doesn't look like the start

of a beautiful friendship,
does it?

Maybe it's bigger
than that.

Whoa, boy.

He's just got
a mind of his own.

he's going to take
plenty of time, all right.

The question is,
will he bring in

that much better a price?

You're
not going to sell him

with that bunch of crows,
are you?

Mr. Barkley,
we are in the business

of selling horses
as well as cattle.

That's
just what I mean.

This will be one
you'll want to keep.

He'll make one of the finest

working cow ponies
in the country,

providing we break him right.

Whoa. Whoa.

Come on, Smoky.
Don't make me a liar

right in front of the boss.

What did you call him, Smoky?

Yeah. I figure where there's
fire, there's smoke.

Smoky. That's a swell
name, Mr. Barkley.

[Smoky neighing]

Hey, Jeff, you missed
his first workout.

I thought we were supposed
to be branding today.

We are. The boys are
getting along fine.

That's right. We just got
back from over there.

Well, you can go right
back again and stay there.

He doesn't need the whole
outfit to help him.

Okay, Jeff.

Hah. Ho. Ho. Hah.

Manuel, there's some more

of Miss Julie's
packages in the truck.

How would you like
to carry them

into the house for her?

He's almost finished.
It'll only be--

JULIE:
Go on, Manuel. Be a good boy.

Yes, ma'am.

CLINT:
Come on, boy.

Jeff, I take it you got
something on your mind.

I have.

Julie, as long
as I worked for your father--

I think you know this--

he let me manage things
pretty much the way I saw fit.

And I don't, is that it?

Yes and no.

Yes and no.

What I mean is him.

Whoa. All right, boy.

I'm going to leave you
here a minute.

You just remember...

the better
you treat this rope,

the better it's going
to treat you.

You figure
to keep him on

after he finishes
with those broncs?

I don't know yet.

Excuse me, folks.

That's right,
just leave it open.

He's safe.

I can't say
he doesn't know his job.

I'll go you one better.

He's as likable a fella
as I've ever met.

But you're suspicious.

I'm afraid it's a little
more than that now.

I thought
his name rung a bell

the first time I heard it.

Then every time I tried
to feel him out,

he'd clam up.

Well, from what a guy
in town just told me,

he had good reasons to.

CLINT:
Excuse me again, folks.

Jeff, I'm not much
for rumors, as you know.

This rumor concerns
a man named Clint Barkley.

Same name, same size,
same age.

He got himself
into a bad scrape

down in Laredo, Texas,

a little more
than a year ago.

What kind of scrape?

Some money disappeared,
quite a chunk of it.

Well, Jeff,
nothing you said so far

amounts to anything
but a rumor.

Or a fact.

-CLINT: Whoa. Whoa.
-[Smoky neighs]

Better give me
a little room, Jeff.

I got a young student here
doesn't care much for school.

Hah. Hah.

I felt it was my job
to tell you all this.

I know
what ought to be done.

I know what I'd do,
and right away.

But it's up to you.

I feel that's
the way you want it.

I'll let you know, Jeff.

I'll carry these
in for you.

I can manage, thank you.

All right.

Whoa.

I caught him looking at me
just then, Mr. Barkley.

He likes me. I can tell.

Right now I wouldn't
give you a plug nickel

for what he thinks
of any of us.

But he'll get over that.

Miss Richards.

Here, let me help you
with that.

Thanks.

I wanted to talk
to you anyway.

About selling Smoky?

I wasn't really trying
to make up your mind for you.

I'll let him do that.

Well, it wasn't
about that, Mr. Barkley.

Come, boy. Come, Smoky.

[neighing]

Aw, that's no way to act.

I'm your friend.

I wouldn't be as rough
with you as Mr. Barkley.

I'll take these in
to María.

I'll take them.

I'll wait for you
there.

Mm, something
sure smells good.

Chocolate cupcakes.

Yes.

Manuel's favorite?

No. Miss Julie's.

Ah. Mine, too.

María, you're sure
a fine cook.

Thank you, Mr. Clint.

Howdy.

Sit down, please,
Mr. Barkley.

Serious as all that?

You could make it a lot
less so, if you would.

You name it, Miss Richards.

Jeff told me something
today.

I want you to know
he was only looking out
after my interests.

It was nothing personal.

He's a first class foreman.

He heard a story today

having to do
with Laredo, Texas.

Does that mean I'm through?

All it means,
all it calls for,

is a simple
explanation from you.

I wish it were that easy.

There are some things you can't
explain to some people.

And the few you can explain to
you don't need to.

Or don't you believe that?

Look, whether I believe it
or not,

what I'm trying to tell you,
Mr. Barkley,

is that I owe a responsibility
to the people who work here.

Then I guess that's it.

You've got $140 coming.

[Smoky neighing]

Manuel!

[neigh]

Come on, Smoky,
I'm going to get you.

Watch it now.

Watch it.

Mami!

Manuel!

Miss Julie! Mr. Clint!

Manuel!

[shouting in Spanish]

Get him over the fence.

Smoky! Hah!

Hyah! Hyah!

Smoky.

One more chore I'd like
to do, Miss Richards--

try and get him back,
if you don't mind.

Of course not.

[neighing]

[Smoky neighing]

Smoky.

Get back. Back, back.

Back. Back.

[neigh]

Back. Back.

Whoa.

Sorry to be so rough,
young feller,

but you're safe.

What do you say
we go home?

[neighing]

Well, you're home now, boy.

He had a little trouble
with some quicksand.

Maybe he's more trouble
than he's worth.

One thing, he finally
learned how to leap.

then perhaps the rest
of his training

won't take
so much of your time.

You trying to tell me
something, ma'am?

Maybe you're right
about Smoky.

Are you asking me
to stay on?

I suppose I am.

Kind of counted on that.

So sure of yourself?

No.

I just figured you for one
of those kind of people

who don't need an explanation,

any kind.

MAN:
♪ Smile as you go by, buddy ♪

♪ Smile as you go by, buddy ♪

♪ Ain't got time
to hear no grown man cry ♪

♪ My pappy was-- ♪

Must be the new man Jeff
hired this afternoon.

Something wrong?

No, nothing.

Good night, Miss Richards.

Good night.

♪ This boy
don't weep and moan ♪

♪ 'Cause a man
who's always crying now ♪

♪ Will always cry alone ♪

♪ You just smile
as you go by, buddy ♪

♪ Smile as you go by ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't got time
to hear no grown man cry ♪

♪ Yeah, when your woman
leaves you ♪

♪ And you're fightin'
back the tears ♪

♪ Forget about that woman ♪

♪ Think about
the comin' years ♪

♪ Forget about that woman ♪

♪ Who brought you
all that pain ♪

♪ There are lots
of pretty girls now ♪

♪ You're bound to love again ♪

♪ So all you people
travelin' ♪

♪ Down life's rocky road ♪

♪ Carryin' all them crosses ♪

♪ And complainin'
'bout the load ♪

♪ When you come to my house ♪

♪ Just smile as you go by ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't got time
to hear no grown man cry ♪

♪ You smile
as you go by, buddy ♪

♪ Smile as you go by ♪

♪ 'Cause I ain't got time
to hear no grown man cry ♪

♪ Oh, no ♪

Thank you, gentlemen.

Well, Clint,
this is Fred Denton.

He'll be working
with us now.

This is Clint Barkley.

Glad to know you.

This is a nice spread
you got here.

Clean bunkhouse
and a captive audience.

How are you
going to beat that?

By the way, Clint, how'd you
make out with that horse?

He's outside.

I'd better be at it.

You mind if he gives me
a hand?

No. Go ahead,
uh, Denton.

I kind of
got a feeling there

he thought he knew you
from someplace.

Oh. That's one of my problems.

I-- I got that kind of face,
you know?

Happens all the time.

Hi, Clinter.

What are you doing here?

What are you after?

You sound like you
don't want me around.

How could you guess?

Not that I blame you, Clinter,

after the way I let you down.

Something just made me
keep looking for you.

You could have tried
looking in the Laredo jail.

I was in it most of last year.

Maybe you won't believe this,

but I only got word
on that last week.

If I'd have known, Clint,
I'd have gone back

and told them
what really happened.

Yeah. Sure you would.

You're right.

Maybe I wouldn't
have had the guts.

That's the kind
of crumb I am.

Now, look, Denton,

or whatever it is
you call yourself now,

I want you to get
a good night's sleep

because I want you
out of here by morning.

I like this place,

and I don't want you
spoiling it.

Sure, Clint.

I'll push on.

It's a nice ranch.

It's peaceful.

Not too big.

If I can ever learn
to stay in one place,

maybe I can get to be
a part of it.

Yeah.

I guess Jeff will want to know
why I'm pulling out

after sandbagging him
into putting me on.

You can
think of something.

I was hoping for a chance
to work alongside you.

Maybe you could help me
keep in line.

I never hit bottom before,
or grew up.

Like you said...

I got to face it.

If you won't help me,
who will?

Now you listen, Fred.

If you pull just one stunt,
just one--

And get us both
pitched out of here

when this is what I've
been hoping for?

All right. Let's go to work.

Get that saddle.

Clean off that horse
and rub him down.

Sure, Clint, sure.

There, you see?

It's just a blanket.

Nothing scary about that.

[neighing]

Easy. Easy. Easy.

Whoa.

Whoa. Whoa.

-Whoa.
-[neigh]

Whoa. Whoa.

Easy. Easy.

Easy. Easy.

Easy.

Atta boy, Smoky.

Atta boy.

Whoa. Whoa. Easy there.

Easy. Whoa, boy.

Easy.

Whoa. Easy, boy.

Easy, Smoky.

Whoa. Easy, boy.

You want me to ear him down
while you saddle him?

There's no need for that.

I don't think he's going
to be too much trouble.

How about
when you get on him?

That could be
something else again.

He's all yours.

-[neigh]
-Whoa.

Easy. Easy.

Easy.

"Easy, easy," he says.

You'd think he was
bouncing a baby

instead
of busting a bronc.

I say he's doing it
just right--

one step at a time.

You know, that's
the difference
between us, Pepe.

You don't believe
in shortcuts, and I do.

Easy, Smoky.

This isn't going
to hurt a bit, either.

-Whoa.
-[neigh]

Atta boy.

We'll just tighten up
this cinch a bit.

Whoa, boy.

[neigh]

We'll get all the rest
of it on.

Sorry, Smoke, but there's
got to be a first time
for everything.

Whoa, boy. Whoa.

Whoa.

Whoa.

I bet 2 bucks he stays
with him all the way.

How about it?

My friend and I don't
go for sucker bets.

-Right, Manuel?
-Right.

Yeah.

[neighing]

[cheering]

-Ride him, Mr. Barkley!
-Ride him!

Stay with him!
That a way!

Get on him! Come on!

What a horse.

What a man.

María, be your age.

I wish I was yours.

FRED: Ride him, cowboy!
Yeah!

[cheering]

Ride him, cowboy!

Whoa.

Whoa, boy.

Come on, Smoky.

Now, there's another thing
you got to learn, Smoke,

and that's neck reining

so you'll turn
at the slightest pressure.

[barking]

[neighing]

Whoa!

Whoa.

Now, Smoky,

you're not going to let
a little old coyote

frighten you, are you?

That's one of the things
you got to learn to expect:

a lot of surprises.

[neighing]

Now, Smoky, get used
to a swinging rope.

Just want to show it to you.

Whoa.

So you know that, whatever's
on the end of a rope,

it's not going to hurt you.

Atta boy. Whoa, whoa.

Whoa.

Now, tomorrow,
we'll try something
a little bit heavier.

Ahh.

That's a good boy, Smoky.
Feel the slack.

How did he do today,
Mr. Barkley?

Well, today he got
his diploma,

that's how he did.

Say, now that's fine.

Give him something to take
back to the hills with him

the first chance
he gets.

Well, I wouldn't
bet on that, Pepe.

Anyway, he's not going
to get the chance.

Is he, Manuel?

No, sir, not from me he ain't.

[Pepe laughs]

JEFF: Oh, Clint.

How about those broncs, Clint?

You, uh, turn out
the good ones?

Yeah. The ones
you're selling

are in the other
corral.

I told you they'd be ready,
Mr. Abbott.

What about this horse?
He for sale?

Smoky?

No, he's not included.

Why not?

Well, because, uh...

well,
I mean, Miss Richards,

this horse--
keeping him here,

he'll be worth at least twice
what you'd get in a sale.

At least that.

If he's all that good,
Mister,

he may bring
more than you think.

The fact is,

he's not ready yet.

What do you mean
he's not ready, Clint?

You've been riding him.

I didn't know
you had a partner.

She hasn't.

Denton,
climb aboard that black

and show Mr. Abbott
what he can do.

Yes, sir.

I tell you, Jeff,
he's not ready yet.

Oh, come on, Clint.
We're big boys now.

A horse is a horse.

[neigh]

Hold on, you lop-eared
thing. Stop it.

Whoa, Smoky.
Stop it. Whoa.

I told you he's not ready.

Yeah, I'll ready him.
I'll throw him on his back.

What's the matter with you?

That's no way
to treat a horse.

Any horse.

Whoa, Smoky.

-Yeah?
-It's all right, boy.

All your
mollycoddling.

I never saw a horse yet

I couldn't break in half the
time it takes you.

Besides this one, you mean.
It doesn't look

like you're making out
too good with him.

Whoa, boy.

You just give me
a chance

to get in the saddle,
that's all.

I think
I can fix that.

Sorry about this, boy.

Okay, Fred, you're on.

[Pepe laughs]

That knot-head's a killer!

[laughter]

What kind of an animal
is that?

Whoa, boy. Whoa. Whoa.

Whoa.

Whoa, boy.

Anyway, Jeff,

if this is the kind
of saddle horse

Mr. Abbott's interested in,

here he is.

Well, saddle horses
is just one of my interests.

I just don't buy
for ranches.

I represent rodeos, too.

A wild saddle bronc like him,

a good box office attraction.

I haven't seen anything
like him in 20 years.

Miss Richards,

an animal like that,

I'd pay as high as $1,250.

That's an offer.

That's a firm offer.

JULIE:
It's a pretty good one.

What do you say,
Miss Richards?

I don't think so.

What else is he going
to be good for?

You saw what happened.

You were going
to sell him anyway.

I changed my mind, Jeff.

All right. 1,500.

And you can't beat
that price in any market.

$1,500
is a lot of money.

No, thanks, Mr. Abbott.

I think I'll hold onto
him for a while.

If you change your mind,
you've always got a deal.

Come on, Mr. Abbott.

I'll show you the rest
of the stock.

Pepe, Denton,
the rest of you boys,

get your saddles.

Are you coming?

I'll be along shortly.

I want to thank you.

For what, making a good
business decision?

Well, the trouble is
I can't swear

he's going to be the horse
I said he'd be,

not after all of that.

The kind of treatment
he just got,

that could tear down everything
I've tried to build up.

Well, with the character
you've given him,

he could run for sheriff.

And get elected.

How you doing, Smoke?

His first roundup,

and I ain't so sure
he likes it.

And how did you like
your first day in school?

I stayed home.
Ha ha ha ha!

That's what he
should have done.

He'll be about as much
use around here

as a jackrabbit.

You just wait till you see
him in action, buddy boy.

Yeah, I probably will,

high tailing straight
for the tall timber.

Ha ha. Come on. Hyah.

Hyah.

♪ Well, I'm gonna
go somewhere ♪

♪ And find a woman who ♪

♪ Knows what a good
lovin' man I am ♪

♪ Then I'll forget you ♪

♪ Oh, let it rain,
let it pour ♪

♪ Ain't going to stay
around here no more ♪

♪ Babe, I got
a five dollar bill ♪

♪ Bum-bum-bum-bum,
wum-bum ♪

♪ Well, babe,
I got a five dollar bill ♪

♪ Wum-bum-bum-bum,
wum-bum ♪

♪ Well, babe,
I got a five dollar bill ♪

♪ Wum-bum-bum-bum,
wum-bum-bum ♪

Thank you kindly, friends.

Just put your money
in the hat.

Ha ha ha.

Say, Jeff, just where
did you pick up

this crooner anyway?

Like he said,
on a street corner,

passing his hat.

[laughter]

Hey, here's one you
music lovers might like.

It's one of my favorites.

♪ Me and my guitar ♪

♪ We'd sure like to be ♪

♪ Where the good times
are had ♪

♪ And the living is free ♪

♪ 'Cause trouble and misery's
all I have found ♪

♪ Since I first came
to Laredo town ♪

♪ Oh, hard times
have gotten me ♪

♪ I'm just out of jail ♪

♪ Took all of my money ♪

♪ Just for my bail ♪

♪ And trouble and misery's
all I have found ♪

♪ Since I first came
to Laredo town ♪

♪ The Western sun
is sure sinkin' low ♪

♪ I think maybe to Dallas
next I will go ♪

♪ 'Cause trouble and misery's
all I have found ♪

♪ Since I laid eyes
on Laredo town ♪

♪ It's for darn sure
I'd rather not stay ♪

♪ In this hard-luck place
another day ♪

♪ 'Cause trouble and misery's
all I have found ♪

♪ Since I first came
to Laredo town ♪

♪ Since I first came
to Laredo town ♪

[clapping]

Hey, Denton, how about
"The Blue-Tail fly"?

All right.

No, no, that's enough
for tonight, boys.

Hit the sack.

We've got
a big day tomorrow,

and it starts early.

Good night.

[cattle lowing]

[horses neighing]

That's some sight,
isn't it?

Yeah.

And it was some song
you picked last night.

That Laredo business.

I just thought
I'd throw

a nice square one
at them for a change.

It's a good thing Jeff didn't
let you do that encore.

You could have followed that

with something
like "Jailhouse Blues."

Oh, for--

What's the matter
with you, Clint?

Look, all that's
in the past.

It's just
in your mind anyway.

You're part of
this outfit now.

We both are.

You're in solid.

We can stay here
as long as we want.

I reckon the war could
change that a little.

If we get in it.

Looks like we're bound to.

I'm talking about us,
Clinter, you and me.

And I don't feel mean
enough to shoot nobody.

Have you, uh, registered
with that draft board yet?

A gentle troubadour
like me?

Whoo.

I'm a conscientious
musician.

I don't like
the war tunes.

There's nothing to them.

Why, if I ever got
these fingers shot off,

I'd lose
half my personality.

And besides, who are we
fighting anyway?

Just people.

I'm going to slay them
with my guitar.

♪ Smile as you go by,
buddy ♪

[imitating machine gun]

Anyway, I think I'm gonna get
about as lucky as you are.

Or as smart.

What do you mean by that?

Come on, Clinter.

We're cowpokes, ain't we?

We're feeding the country.

That can make us
draft-exempt

if we can con
the local draft board.

Besides, you heard
any married guys

they're drafting lately?

Who's married?

Well, the way you've
got your hooks out,

I'd say you were
planning on--

You son of a gun.

Unless somebody else
beat you to it.

There go
some bunch quitters.

-We better get them.
-Right.

-Hah.
-Hyah.

That's only your second
plateful, Pepe.

What's happened
to your appetite?

[muffled]
Must be somewhere
around here.

Just give me time.

Clint.

I want you to go
over to Box Canyon

and look for strays.

Pepe, you do the same
in Rock Ridge.

Denton, here,
will help you.

[muffled]
You mean now?

Now before you bust.

Hiya, Smoke.

You old faker.

Ha ha.

This?

Ah, you want to go
along, do you? Huh?

All right, Mister.

We'll see if you are just
as good as you think you are.

Well, this is where
I leave you guys.

We'll meet back here
with any strays we find

and run them in together.

It's okay with me,

just so we
get back to the camp

in time for supper.

[chuckling]

[kiss noise]

[neigh]

[neighing]

[cough]

[cough]

Ohh...

Well, Smoke,

I got busted up a little.

It's not your fault.

Oh, boy.

Got to get back to the ranch.

Move up a little, Smoke.

All right, Smoke.

It's up to you, boy.

Hold it.

You see if you can
hold his eye

while I sneak around
and get a rope on him.

Hey, wait. He won't
let you get near him.

Do you notice what stirrup
he's hanging onto?

Yeah. The right one.

Any other horse would have
kicked his brains out.

[kiss noise]

Looks like he might be
headed for the ranch.

Yeah, well, we better
keep our distance,

or he's liable
to drag Clint to pieces.

María.

Come.

[neighing]

PEPE:
Miss Julie. Wait!

Stay back.
Don't come any closer.

Mr. Clint!

You, too.

Hold it right there,
both of you.

See if you can open
the corral gate

without scaring him.

How are we going
to get him out of there?

[neigh]

Let me try, Miss Julie.

Pepe, be careful.

Easy, boy.

Easy.

We're not
going to hurt you.

We're not going to hurt
Clint, either.

[neighing]

Easy, boy.

It's all right, Smoky.
It's all right.

[neighing]

Pepe, he'll trample him.

I'll get him away.

He won't fight this.

Wait.

Clint?

Clint?

Clint, take your arm
out of the stirrup.

Take your arm
out of the stirrup, Clint.

Take it out.

Pepe, get a rope.

[neigh]

Okay, Clint.

Grab hold of that.

I'll draw him off
over here.

[neighing]

Smoky, hyah.

[neigh]

Hyah!

Let's get him to the house.

I will call the doctor,
Miss Julie.

Well, aren't we chipper
this morning.

[wolf whistle]

What's the matter?

You look
kind of nice.

You mean I don't look
like a ranch boss?

I didn't say that.

But you were thinking that.

I'm going to prove to you
how female I am

by nursing you
back to health.

How's Smoky?

Look, I know the two of you
are inseparable,

but this is a one-horse ward.

You mind undoing
your pajama coat?

What for?

Well, Dr. Jameson can't
make it this weekend,

so I'm going to have
to re-tape you.

Maybe we better wait.

No, I think we're going
to do it right now.

You know...

your hair is the color of...

uh...uh--

Corn silk?

Wouldn't a wrangler
be lost without that one?

So I'm not so good
with the words.

Well, you're not
particularly tongue-tied

when it comes to Smoky.

You've got to admit
he's kind of special.

One day we'll name
a park after him.

Sound jealous?

Julia Richards, girl rancher?

I'll tell you something.
He is just a horse.

And I'm going to match him
mane for mane.

Ohh!

Whoo.

What's that?

Some ether.

Refreshen your skin.

Is there any left?

That better?

Ohh.

Now, take a deep breath.

Deep breath.

I guess
you know I'm grateful.

Hold it.

You know,
I've been thinking.

Maybe you'd help me
celebrate.

Celebrate?

Uh, you
and some of the boys.

Some of the boys?

Well, you know,
nothing wild.

We could just go into town
and hit a few places.

And how are the ribs?

Did Miss Julie
do a good job?

Perfect.

Perfect?

Shame on you,
Miss Julie.

I have to do it
all over again.

Ow! No!

♪

How about another
round here?

None for me.
I'm fine.

I'll take another
one, please.

Me, too.
I'll have another.

Three.

It was nice
seeing you.

Oh, thank you very much.

Hello, baby. Listen,
I thought you might like

to join me for a drink.

I'd like to do that,

but I'm with that party
over there.

So all you got to do
is tell them you stopped

to talk
to a long-lost cousin.

You think they'd believe
anything like that?

Hey, look, you just
put it down right there

and let me worry
about them, okay?

Well, just for a second.

Bartender?

May I check
your hat, sir?

Thank you.

Say, look, baby,
maybe you're right.

You waltz on back
to your table, okay?

What's going on here?

Look, I'll explain it
to you later.

Hmm.

Mm-hmm.

[song ends, applause]

Hey, well, well.
Hey, look who's here.

Come on over
and join the party.

Right over here,
half the whole outfit.

Even Pepe managed
to get away from María.

Jeff, Scubby, Pepe.

-Howdy, Miss Julie.
-Hi, Miss Julie.

Clint, how are you?

Now, ain't that nice, boys?

The two of them out
making the rounds together.

Well, we weren't exactly
making the rounds.

Miss Richards
drove me in

for the last session
with the doc,

and we just decided
to stay around
for a while.

Mm-hmm.

You know what I'm going to do
right now, Miss Richards?

I'm going to give a concert

in honor of old Clinter's
recovery.

Well, now, come on,
Fred, don't bother.

Now wait.
What I forgot to add

was that it's even
more in honor

of our boss lady.

So you got nothing
to say about it.

Well, maybe she's
got something to say.

Yeah, she'll probably
have plenty,

but, as the man said,

that's a chance
I got to take.

I'll see you
when I get back.

Okay if I borrow this
thing for a minute?

Go ahead.

Thank you.

♪

It's almost in tune.

♪

♪ Well, she's the Queen
of the Rockin' R ♪

♪ She's the boss,
that's what she are ♪

♪ She can do most anything
a cowboy can ♪

♪ Yeah, she can rope
and shoot and ride ♪

♪ But she has
a feminine side ♪

♪ She's the Queen
of the Rockin' R ♪

♪ That's who she are ♪

♪ She gives the cowhands
lousy pay ♪

♪ And troubles every day ♪

♪ And then she smiles
and says "I'm just a girl" ♪

♪ But, boys, I've never
seen a lady yet ♪

♪ Wearin' boots
and a Stetson hat ♪

♪ Only the Queen
of the Rockin' R ♪

♪ That's who she are ♪

♪ She'll never need
to be a wife ♪

♪ Not one day in her life ♪

♪ She has enough men
workin' for her now ♪

♪ She does not cook
or sew or clean ♪

♪ The darnedest woman
that I ever have seen ♪

♪ She's the Queen
of the Rockin' R ♪

♪ That's who she are ♪

♪ Well, she's the Queen
of the Rockin' R ♪

♪ She's the boss,
that's what she are ♪

♪ She can do most anything
a cowboy can ♪

♪ She can rope
and shoot and ride ♪

♪ And she has
a feminine side ♪

♪ She's the Queen
of the Rockin' R ♪

♪ That's who she are ♪

♪ Yeah, she's the Queen
of the Rockin' R ♪

♪ That's who she are ♪

♪ Rump-pa-pa-pow ♪

♪ [dance band resumes]

Hey, where'd they go?

It's a funny thing,

but you made such a slam-bang
hit with Miss Julie

that she just plumb
fainted away.

And Clint had to take her
back to the ranch.

At least I think
that's where he took her.

Hmm. Yeah.

Good boy, Smoke.

We showed them, didn't we?

Hey, what's been
keeping you two?

you know what day
this is?

Yeah, it's Saturday.

We're all supposed
to be over at
the Double-O Ranch,

in case it slipped
your mind.

It never slipped mine.

He just seems to think

fence mending's
more fun than barbecues.

Well, everybody's
took off already,

and I'm on my way, too.

Hey, Clint,
there's a fellow
waiting to see you.

Yeah? Who is it?

Well, you've got me.

He just said he wanted

to talk to Clint Barkley.

He's over in the bunkhouse.

Okay.

You know
something, Pepe?

He's getting better
every week.

You should have
seen him today.

All right, now we got
a hoedown to get to.

I'll take care of him for you.

[Smoky neighing]

-You knot-head.
-Let him loose! Let him go!

Someday somebody's going
to teach you some manners.

It might even be me.

[neigh]

All right. Whoa. Whoa.

It's all right. I got you.

I'll just put him in this
corral for the evening.

I understand
you want to see me.

No, not you.

I'm looking
for a Clint Barkley.

Well, you're looking
at him, Mister.

My name's Gordon.

I run a little gambling
house in town.

A guy gave me this
about a month ago,

and I haven't
seen him since.

Came out to collect it.

Well, not from me
you aren't.

Well, I don't care
who I get it from,

just as long as I get it.

You any idea who that is?

I can't be sure.

He plays a guitar,
and, uh, he bets

like he thinks he knows
what he's doing.

Does that help you any?

Listen, if that guy's
connected with this outfit

and you're covering for him,

there's going to be a lot
of noise around here.

Now you listen.

I don't like this
any more than you do,

somebody forging my name.

Suppose
I borrow this a while.

Oh, no, you don't.

That's the only one
I got.

You bet it is.

An IOU with the wrong
name on it.

Now suppose
you get in your car

and go back to your parlor

and I'll see if I can
get your money for you.

Okay.

Oh, uh, you don't even know
where I'm located.

The guy who wrote this
does, doesn't he?

Yeah.

[car engine starts]

Hey, Clint.
If you're ready, I am.

Let's go.

You're the one
that wanted another chance.

What's the matter
with you?

Don't hand me that,
Fred.

I know your signature
when I see it.

And Gordon knows
what a guitar looks like.

Come on, Clinter. Where's
your sense of humor?

He can't nail you for that.
It ain't your signature.

That's right.
But it's your debt.

You still don't get it,
do you?

It ain't your signature,
and it ain't mine.

He's got nothing
on either one of us.

Fred, you're no good,

and you never will be.

Now you're
clearing out of here.

You've caused me all
the trouble you're going to.

Now quit worrying,
will you?

If that's how you feel,
I'll pay the man.

You bet you will

because I'm going
to drive you to town

to see that you do.

Now go pack your things.

Just a minute.

Maybe I'm not ready
to quit this job.

And besides,
you can't fire me.

You're not the foreman.

I said go pack your things.

Not that you couldn't
be foreman, I guess.

Or even part owner.

That's why I'd hate to see
anything louse you up.

Like what, Fred?

Well, look.

Now, we both know what
happened down there in Laredo.

But you're the one
that served time.

I just wonder what
the boss lady would think

if she knew that her boyfriend
was nothing but a jailbird.

That was your second mistake.

I'm going to give you
a break, Fred.

I'm going to help you pack.

ABBOTT: A horse?

From the Rockin' R?

You bet I remember him.

Wild as a cougar.

Well, how'd you
like to have him,
Mr. Abbott?

That's right.

Yeah, Miss Richards
changed her mind.

But it's got to be
a pretty fast deal,

or she's liable
to change it back again.

[continues]

$1,750? For a rodeo horse?

You must be crazy.

Look, we could get
2 grand for him

if we really shopped around,
and you know it.

You got a deal.

Okay. You'll have him
later tonight.

Cash on delivery.

Right.

[neighing]

We're going to take
a little trip, Smoky.

[neigh]

But first I think
we're going to have to
tame you down a little.

If you're ready, I am.

I don't know how much
you're going to like this,
buster,

but I'm going to like it fine.

[neigh]

It's too bad
old Clinter isn't here

to see how it's done.

[neighing]

Clint,
I've always felt

there was some
special connection

between you
and Fred Denton.

What was it?

I knew he was no good.

I knew he shouldn't have
been here in the first place.

If you knew that,
why didn't you say something?

I kept...

hoping he'd change.

He was my brother.

Clint.

You've nothing
to blame yourself for,

nothing at all.

Maybe.

About all I'm sure of
right now

is, after I get
back from town,

I want to go after Smoky.

He's probably halfway
across country by now.

That is,
if he can still run.

What do you mean?

There are a lot of people
around here

who would consider
a killer horse like that

fair game to shoot on site.

That's why I want
to reach him before they do.

They'd never believe he had
every reason in the world

for doing what he did.

Except that I wasn't here
to see what happened.

I don't think
anybody else was.

You see the blood
on the cinch ring,
can't you?

Clint, you take
all the time you need.

I wish you luck.

Thank you.

You bet I seen him.

But I ain't the only one.

There was a whole
bunch of guys after him.

Looked like a regular posse.

Where was this
and how long ago?

Oh, it was
a couple of weeks ago,

over by Shamrock Basin.

Shamrock Basin.

But you might as well
head right on to Arizona

the way that horse
was traveling.

Brother, he was wild.

Well, thanks for the coffee.

Don't mention it.

Nope. Ain't seen nothing
of a horse like that.

Or men, either.

Well, that's his trail,
just the same.

Reckon I might as well
stay on it.

Say, uh, you wouldn't
be interested

in a job, would you?

What I'm doing right now
is my job.

You'll get a lot of offers
along the line.

All the fellas around here
have been pulling out.

Why is that?

What do you mean,
why is that?

The war.

The war?

Where you been,
Mister?

We've been at war
since Monday morning.

Here, let me take that.

Thanks, Jeff.

We'll keep
looking for him,
let you know.

He'll come back by himself.

I'll bet he will.

Good luck, Clint.

[speaking Spanish]

[car engine starts]

You'll write us?

And hurry back?

I will, Julie.

Gonna run that horse
to death.

Won't be good
for any rodeo then.

Ah, he's headed
right where we want him.

He's gonna have some company
waiting on him.

[neighing]

[gasping]

Hey, Pete, we've got to do
something about this horse.

He's plumb wore out.

He just can't carry
anyone on his back anymore.

Well, I got
what I paid for.

And he didn't
cost a cent.

You got him free?

Them rodeo people said

he made so much money
for them,

they didn't
want to shoot him.

So they just
give him to me.

I ain't so generous.

A junkman offered me
30 bucks for him.

And I just might take it.

Well, you better hurry
before he changes his mind.

Whoa.

♪ [marching band]

Jeff.

Clint, how are you?

Boy, the Marine Corps
did all right by you.

Out of the service
just in time
for the big rodeo.

Well, once a cowpoke,
always a cowpoke.

Clint.

Ohh.

It's so good
to have you home.

In case either of you
are interested,

uh, there's a parade
coming this way.

What parade?

Come on.

Whoa.

♪

[laughter]

I'll learn you a lesson,
running off like that.

Now take it easy, Mister.

You don't want to treat
your horse this way.

All he wanted to do
was get in the parade.

Why don't you mind
your own business?

It's all right, boy.

I'll learn you a lesson.

I wouldn't do that,
either, if I were you.

Wouldn't hurt you
to feed him something.

It's all right, boy.
It's all right.

[neighing]

Whoa! Come back here.

Come on, old fella.
It's not as bad as all that.

Looks like you made
yourself a friend, Clint.

I guess he needed one.

I don't know about you two,

but I'd like to get
a cup of coffee

before the rodeo starts.

-Good idea?
-Yeah.

Excuse us, please.

You're going to see
the greatest show

you ever saw in your life.

What will you have,
folks?

Just coffee for me, please.

Make that two.

Uh, put a hamburger
with it.

Plain?

Yeah.

A little lettuce and tomato,

mayonnaise, relish,
and onion.

Say, did you notice
he had a star?

What?

That junkman's horse.

He had a star on his forehead.

So he had a star.

So what will you have?

Oh, I-- I'll have the same.

Without the onions.

You know, there's something
about that horse.

Do you mind if I use your car?

But what about
the rodeo?

Never mind, Jeff.
Give him the keys.

I'll try not to be
too long.

I'll meet you
at the rodeo.

I'll hurry.

Now what was that
all about?

Just something he'll have
to find out for himself.

Where'd he go?

He went to see
a man about a horse.

A truck
is what I use.

So I'm sure I ain't
got a horse like that

or any other kind.

And I can't say
I know who has.

Well, somebody has.

I saw him today.

He got into the parade.

Hmm. Let me see.

You were over
at Schultz' and Brown's,

and they didn't have him.

And Old Lady Johnson,
she's got a truck, too.

And, as I said,
I ain't got him.

So that just about
does it.

Much obliged.

Hey. Wait a minute.

Come to think of it,

I did hear of a man
moving in

on the other side
of Cross Creek

with the name of Gonzales
or Martinez--

something like that.

Thanks.

Well,
hope you find him.

[thunder rumbles]

Yeah, yeah. I'm coming.

You're the one,
all right.

I had a hard time
finding you.

What do you want?

I want to look
at your horse.

Yeah? What for?

Well, I might want
to buy him from you.

Buy him?

Well, it all depends.

Where is he?

He's out back.

Mind if I
take a look at him?

No, I guess not.

I'll turn on the light.

Smoky?

Smoky.

It's been a long time,
hasn't it, boy?

A long time.

A long time.

Whoa.

Ah.

Thanks, Pepe.

When that horse
first came back here,

I figured we'd have
to shoot him.

I thought we'd have
to shoot Mr. Clint.

Come on.

♪ You can buy a man
with money ♪

♪ Break a horse
if you really try ♪

♪ But there's horses
you can't ever break ♪

♪ And there's some men
you can't buy ♪

♪ The sky is his father ♪

♪ The earth is his mother ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

You're home, Smoky.

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

You're both home.

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Smoky ♪

♪ Tried to catch the wind ♪

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