All language subtitles for Bonanza.S03E15.DVDRiP.XViD-NODLABS_prob3

Ah, here, let me
get ahold of that.

Shove your end over into line.

Whoa.

Well, there's some more of them.

That makes the fifth bunch
all together.

Yeah.

Let's go talk to them.

You wait here.

Howdy.

My name's Ben Cartwright.

Young man behind me
is my son, Joseph.

I'm Mike Sullivan.

The boy behind me is my nephew,
Bobby Jacks.

The kid is Eddy Wheeler.

He told me you were coming.

Oh, yes, then you know
all about me and why I'm here.

The kid says you're gonna claim

that I'm building
on your property.

Well, I suppose you have
a deed for this land?

All signed, legal and proper,

by the man who sold it to us,
John Polk.

Mr. Sullivan, I don't like
to tell you this,

but the man who signed that deed

had no right
to sell you the land.

It wasn't his to sell.

You've been swindled.

Mr. Polk told us that you'd be

coming around
claiming something like that.

0h?

If it's his word against yours,
we're obliged to take his.

Then I'm afraid we're in
for a little trouble.

Well, you try putting us
off this land,

and you'll find out
what trouble is.

Put that rifle down;
there'll be no shooting.

What about him?

Joseph!

Now, Mr. Sullivan,

I was hoping you'd be
a reasonable man.

I brought these people
a long, hard ways to get here.

We fought hunger and thirst,
disease and Indians and thieves.

We did it all to get a little
land that we could settle on.

I am a reasonable man,
Mr. Cartwright,

but I'm not a weak one.

I'm not a coward.

I'll fight for
what belongs to me.

If need be, I'll kill for it.

So will I, Mr. Sullivan.

So will I.

Are my eyes deceiving me?

No, your eyes are all right, Pa;
I see it, too.

I'm Amanda Gates,
and this is Victoria, my sister.

How do?

We're unmarried ladies.

When we bought this place,

the man told us
that ranchers would want

to water their stock here.

Now, it's perfectly all right,
for a small fee, of course.

Well... there must be
some mistake.

Why do you say that?

Well, ma'am, this-this land
and-and the water--

They-they belong
to the Ponderosa,

and we haven't sold any of it.

Excuse me,
my name is Ben Cartwright.

This is my son, Joseph...

We know you, Ben Cartwright,
you black-hearted scoundrel.

Well, ma'am,
there's no need for rifles.

Our people are settling
this valley to the mountains,

on land legally bought
and paid for.

No bandit named Cartwright's
gonna run us off.

Pa, w-why don't you just be a-a
cowardly man named Cartwright

and let's get out of here
before that thing goes off?

No, I-I-I...

P-Pa, why don't you
come with me.

Pa.

Good day.

My name is Henri Belrose.

My name's Ben Cartwright.

This is my son, Joseph.

Joseph.
How are you?

This is my friend, John Wheeler.

Well, just how many are you?

And how did you all
happen to come here?

We came here in our wagon train.

My wife and I-- we came to
this country to build a home.

Mr. Belrose,
this happens to be my land.

It is my land, Mr. Cartwright.

Do you wish to see the deed?

Yes, I would very much
like to see the deed.

Lisette, please bring our deed

and come out
and meet Mr. Cartwright.

My wife, Lisette.

This is Mr. Cartwright
and his son, Joseph.

Mrs. Belrose.

How are you, ma'am?

You came all the way
by wagon train with this infant?

She came only part of the way.

She was born on the trail.

That's why we are so happy
to be here in our new home.

It's even got a seal.

Does the deed look all right
to you, Mr. Cartwright?

Best-looking deed
I've ever seen.

Well, we'll talk again,
Mr. Belrose.

Ma'am.

Mr. Wheeler.

Good-bye.

Good day, ma'am.

Hop Sing, get me
a decent piece of soap.

I can't wash myself
with this sliver.

Hop Sing,
this water's getting cold!

You want me to catch me death?

Hop Sing?

Hop Sing, put a little more
wood on that fire.

Why aren't these towels
warming by the fire?

Good heavens, man, be somewhat--
be efficient, for heaven's sake.

All right.

Now the hot water to rinse me.

On the double, boy.

Now, hold on, hold on.

That's not too hot, is it?

No, sir, Colonel Bragg, not hot.

Not hot at all.
Oh.

Ice water!

Ice water, you fiend!

That was deliberate!

Where are you going,
you monster?

Take long trip for health.

Maybe go back China.

0h!

Tired, Kip?

Well, I wouldn't exactly like
to wrestle a bear about now.

Well, about all
we got to do tomorrow

is go up
and bring in those strays.

Well, don't make it easy on
my account. I hired out to work.

Well, for a new hand,
you're doing fine.

Hey, will you look at that?

Any man who sneaks away
from danger is a deserter.

In any army in the world,

he'd be put against a wall
and shot.

I no deserter, Mr. Adam.

I take long vacation.

Colonel Bragg--

All time yell.

Head go boom, boom, boom.

Very bad.

Pa served with the colonel.

Old Fussed and Fuddled,
his men called him.

Pa even saved
the colonel's life one night

when he wandered
into the enemy lines.

I know. He tell me
same story 50 times.

Well, that makes it a privilege

to have him as a guest
in our house,

to keep his valuables
in our safe,

and to look after
his busted leg.

No privilege, Mr. Adam.

Just too much
dad-burned trouble.

Now, look, Hop Sing,
it's not just a privilege.

You see, the horse
the colonel fell from

when he busted his leg was one
that Pa sold him.

Now that makes it an obligation.

Hop Sing obligation?

Well, you're one of the family,
aren't you?

Just like me,
Hess and Little Joe?

You too smart for me, Mr. Adam.

You say, I one of the family?

I cannot go.

I stay.

Colonel.

Benjamin, I still say
you're avoiding the main issue.

And that's a...

And that's an easy thing to do

when the duty
is an unpleasant one.

What do you consider
the main issue, Colonel?

These people are trespassers.

That's the main issue.

No matter what they say,

no matter what rights
they claim, they're trespassers.

And you've got
to treat them as such.

Well, how do you go
about doing that?

Remember your military training.

Assemble your facts,
make your decision,

and then proceed with vigor.

You order these people
off your land, Benjamin.

If they refuse,
call out your hands,

mount, ride and drive 'em off.

These people don't think
they're trespassers.

They think they own the land.

And with every reason.

They paid for it
with every penny they had.

They're trespassers.

They're stealing your land.
Thieves!

No, Colonel.

The man who sold them land
that wasn't his to sell--

He's the thief.
These people are victims.

Victims...
I tell you they're thieves.

I kind of go along with Pa.

What about you, Adam?

Victims.

These people aren't thieves,
Colonel.

They just trusted the wrong man,
that's all.

You're being sentimental,
soft, weak.

You can't take the troubles of
every man alive onto yourself.

These are tough-fibered people.

They've fought to get this far,
and they'll fight to stay.

Then fight.

Some of them would be killed.

You've got a right
to protect your land.

If they force you to it,
your hands are clean.

Some of us would be killed.

What comforts clean hands then?

There's risk from the day
a man's born.

True.

But I'm not gonna add
to that risk.

I'm not gonna turn this
into a range war.

We'll proceed legally.

I'll see my lawyer.

Meanwhile, if we can find

their money
and give it back to them,

the settlers might be more
inclined to listen to reason.

Adam, tomorrow morning,

why don't you ride
into Virginia City

and let the sheriff know
what's been happening.

Well, I was going with Kip
up to the north range

to look for strays,
but I guess he can go alone.

Oh, he should be able;
he's a good man.

Joe, the last we heard
of this man, Polk,

he was in Carson City.

Maybe you can cut
his trail there and follow it.

Right, Pa.

One of us should really see
the settlers

and try to get a line on Polk.

Hoss, why don't you do that?

Yes, sir.

Start on your land first.

My land?

Yeah, Horse Heaven.

Why them dirty,
no-good-for-nothing...

Ah, ah, ah.

You ought to see
your guests first,

before you use such language.

But I wouldn't give them
your right name.

They'll shoot anybody
named Cartwright just like that.

For a country loaded with deer,

you sure go a long ways
and never see one.

Moved to the high mountains
is my guess.

You'd think we get a shot
at least, but no.

Been out the best part
of three hours.

Ah, shut your whining.

I'm so hungry
I could eat a boot.

What are you doing?
That's a steer.

Well, it's food.

Must be a Ponderosa stray.

Well, it's liable to be
the only food

we'll get for a couple of days.

What's going on here?

You can see for yourself.

We've just shot a steer.

We're getting ready
to skin it out and butcher it.

That's Ponderosa beef.

You've got no right to it.

A hungry man's got a right
to the closest food, boy.

If you're hungry,
you can buy a beef

or you can ride in
and ask for it.

But you kill a steer
out here on the range,

and it's the same
as stealing it.

Don't call us thieves.

I don't know
what else to call you.

There's a dead beef,
and it doesn't belong to you.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna go back to the ranch
and tell the Cartwrights

exactly what I found out here.

I don't know what
they're gonna do about it,

but I've seen men hang for less.

You don't hang me.

Oh, you blasted fool.

Uncle Mike, I had to kill him.

You want me to hang for a steer?

Ah, no one was gonna hang you.

That was talk.

Now our fight for land

has turned into a fight
to stay alive.

Howdy, ladies.

I was just riding by,

and I thought I'd stop in
and say...

howdy.

Uh, whereabouts is
your men folk at?

We have no men folk.

We're unmarried ladies.

Who might you be?

Uh, my name is Hoss...

Jones.

Yeah, that's my name,
Hoss Jones.

What do you want?

Well, my pa...

What I mean to say is, uh...

While I was nearby,
I thought maybe I'd stop in

and see if there was something,
uh, a man could do?

That depends on the man.

Do you know a Ben Cartwright?

Oh, yes'm,

it seems to me
like I have heard that name.

Worst black-hearted
scoundrel alive.

Yes'm.

I'm afraid right now
I've got to agree with, ma'am.

Just a little bit.

We warned about him by Mr. Polk.

Who's he?

Why, the nice gentlemen
that sold us this place.

Such a fine man.

Except for that one thing.

Yes.

Do you smoke, young man?

Oh, no, ma'am.

I chew a little bit
every once in a while.

Ugh.

Such a nice man.

How could he smoke those big,
nasty things?

All twisty.

Yeah, it's disgusting,
ain't it, ma'am?

A woman can
always tell a gentleman.

Doesn't your wife say that,
Mr. Jones?

Oh.

No wife, ma'am.

Then you can helps us
with those big logs.

It's no nice to have
a man around.

Especially a single man.

All in through there.

And they've plat maps as well
as deeds to the property, huh?

Well, the plats aren't
very accurate,

but they're close enough.

This fellow, Polk,
he must have known

the Tucker Creek side
of the Ponderosa pretty well.

He knew enough that we didn't
get over there very much.

How long you figure
they've been in there?

Two weeks, going on three.

How many families there?

Well, there's six
different outfits,

300 acres apiece.

And they all paid their last
dollar for worthless claims.

I don't like it, Adam.

A man will really fight

to hang on to what his last
dollar's bought for him.

Some will kill.

Well, that's all I need.

I'll get on the telegraph
right away

to Sacramento and San Francisco,

and I'll get back to you just
as soon as I hear anything.

All right, thanks, Roy.

Bye.
Bye.

Uh, he's a big man.

55 or 60,
an average kind of a man.

John Polk was his name.

He had a beard and...

A-Anything else?

He had a wife, too.

Good-looking woman.

Looked to be much younger
than he was,

but stunning, though.

And they stayed here?

Oh, yes, yes, yes, indeed.

They had our best suite,
as a matter of fact.

Mrs. Polk was
a very good-looking woman.

Yeah, so you said.

Uh, did they leave any
forwarding address of any kind?

No, no, they didn't.

Look, you have any idea at all
where they went?

No, I haven't.

Is there anybody in Carson City
who might have an idea?

No, I'm positive there's not.

Why positive?

Well, many people
would like to find him.

He left owing $1,000
in debts around town.

I'd say the man was a crook.

I think his wife was, too.

But she was a lovely woman,

absolutely stunning.

Yeah, yeah, so you said.

Now look, is there
anything else in particular

you can remember
about this man, Polk?

Oh, yes.

Yes, as a matter of fact,
there was.

He always struck his matches
across his posterior.

He what?

He smoked cigars.

He, uh, he always lit
his matches like this.

His wife didn't
like it much, though.

Didn't like What?

The gesture, uh...

this.

Oh.
Oh, but she was a...

Stunning woman;
thank you very much.

Benjamin?

Colonel,
I thought you were napping.

Are you going
into Virginia City today?

Well, yes, Colonel, I am.

I'm gonna see our lawyer.

Anything you wanted?

Well, I thought you might ask
the doctor to come out.

I'd like to get
this splint off this leg.

I-I've been a prisoner
long enough.

Well, really, Colonel,

our guests don't usually refer
to themselves as prisoners.

Well, I didn't mean
it that way, Benjamin, I...

Of course you didn't.

It's just that
I ought to be on my way.

Well, I know it's hard for
an active man to be tied down,

but I can promise you Doc Martin

won't let you get out
of that splint for a while yet,

so you best grit your teeth
and enjoy your rest.

You didn't think I'd become
a fixture in your home

after you saved my life
ten years ago, did you?

I'm sure someone else

would have come along
to save your life, Colonel.

I'm still beholden to you.

I sold you the horse that threw
you when you broke your leg,

so I suppose
I'm beholden to you.

Nonsense; I fell off that horse.

Well, go along Benjamin.

I'll be all right.

Of course you will be.

Mr. Ben, Mr. Ben

Where you go?

I'm going to Virginia City.

Do you need something?

I afraid for boy, Kip Taylor.

His horse come back without him.

Well, I'll go
by the north range and check.

I'll take his horse with me.

♪♪

♪♪

♪♪

Who... who is he?

One of my hands.

What do you know
about this, boy?

Nothing, Mr. Cartwright--
like you, I just seen it.

You see what happened?

Somebody was butchering
a steer, looks like.

Yeah.

Ponderosa steer.

And it looks to me like
Kip Taylor caught him at it,

and he just killed him
and left him here.

Why were you following me, boy?

My folks thought
it would be best

to know what you was up to.

They was afraid
what you might do

if you got men together.

I was gonna let 'em know.

You can let 'em know
something from me now.

You can tell 'em I want them
to gather at the Belrose place.

You can tell 'em
I'll meet them there.

You can say
that I'll be riding in

with only one man.

This one.

Here he comes!

Across that saddle lies the body
of one of my men.

He found someone butchering
a Ponderosa beef,

and that someone,
whoever it was,

shot him down.

I don't know who it was
that shot him down.

Could've been a stranger
who rode on out of the country

after the killing was done.

It could be.

Could also be
the killer is one of you.

If the killer is one of you,
it would be best

if you found them out
and turn them over to the law,

before all of you are blamed.

Thanks for the advice,
Mr. Cartwright.

It's good advice.

Kip Taylor's
relatives and friends

might want an eye for an eye,

and you're strangers here.

What started out
as a dispute overland

could turn, with this,
into a shooting war,

with more dead to bury
on both sides.

Well, what about our land?!

You can all stay here,
for a while.

All I ask is
that you don't build

and don't cut trees
and don't break sod.

We don't want your charity!

We want to build...

and cut and dig...

here, on this land,
land we paid for,

our land!

You think about all this.

Talk among yourselves,
decide what you want to do.

And remember, I'll help you
follow any sensible course.

But if you fight me,
I'll have to fight you.

You decide.

There's nothing to decide!

We've got to fight him now.

But why?
Why must we fight?

To survive!

It doesn't matter now
who killed that man.

It doesn't matter now who
has the best claim to this land.

All that matters now
is root hog or die.

We came a long way...

Henri and I,
to get away from violence.

We don't want killing.

We move on.

Move on to where?

You got no money
to buy more land here.

You can't go on to free land.

Your animals and your gear
are beat out.

The season's gone;
the passes are full of snow.

It's this place or nothin'!

But there is a right
and a wrong to choose between.

Not for you, Belrose.

And not for you, Wheeler.

And not for any of us!

Men with several choices

can fret between what's
right and what's wrong,

but when there's only one thing
you can do to stay alive,

you got to call
that one thing "right"

and go ahead with it!

♪♪

♪♪

Hello, the house!

Is anyone home?

Hello in there!

Hello, the house!

Hello in there!

Is there anyone home?

Who are you?
What do you want?

My name is Belrose.

I must talk to Mr. Cartwright.

He isn't here.
Come back some other time.

But it's quite important.

I would like to wait.
You come back.

The settlers are
in an ugly mood.

They are ready to fight.

I think Mr. Cartwright
should know.

I told you to come back,
now you're gonna

have to do what I tell you!

I know you.

Yes, of course, I know you.

The beard is gone,
but you are the man that...

Colonel! Colonel!

Colonel?

Colonel, you're all right?
Yes, of course.

Have my boys come back yet?
I'm all alone.

What in the world's wrong?

That... young Belrose.

One of the settlers...

He's dead.
I just found his body

in a wagon about
a quarter of a mile from here.

And I've just
taken Kip Taylor's body

to his parents in Virginia City.

Taylor dead?
Murdered.

My boys aren't back yet, huh?

No. There's been no one here.

Even Hop Sing's off somewhere.

I've been alone all morning.

Why are you
staring at me like that?

Huh? Oh, I wasn't staring,
I was...

Belrose has a wife and a baby.

Now I'm gonna have to take
his body back to his widow.

Look,
when my sons get back here,

tell them that
I want them to stay here.

Shouldn't they be with you?
No. If they were with me,

someone might think
that I was out for more killing,

and I'm not.

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♪♪

♪♪

I bring you tragic news,
Mrs. Belrose.

Your husband
lies dead in that wagon.

I know.

Eddy came to tell me.

Ifound him...

in the wagon about a quarter
of a mile from my house.

I don't know...

how he got killed,
and I don't know who killed him.

He was going to your place.

He didn't want killing.

He hoped you will know
how to stop it.

He was going... to my house?

And now he lies dead.

Mrs. Belrose, I... I'll be back
and we'll talk again of this,

but... for the moment, please
accept my deepest sympathies

for yourself and the child.

Thank you, Mr. Cartwright.

♪♪

Tell me now that we don't have
to fight to stay alive,

and I'll tell you
the fight's already begun.

We don't know who killed Belrose

and we don't know
who killed the ranch hand.

I do.

My nephew Jacks here killed
Cartwright's ranch hand.

Jacks killed him?

Why didn't you speak up?

Why didn't you turn him in?

He's my sister's boy,
and I'm sworn to keep him safe.

Besides... he didn't kill him
out of meanness.

He was scared into it.

You know how he is.

I know it.

Killed that Indian crossing
the plains, being scared.

That darn near
got us all killed.

I didn't turn him over
to the Indians then

and I am not turning
him over now.

Same as then, this is a finish
fight and we need everybody.

We've got to let 'em know
we don't scare easy.

Then they'll leave us alone,

then they'll leave us
have our land.

A fight goes to him
who hits first and hardest.

Pa, you all right?

Colonel told us all about it.

Yeah, I'm all right.

You find out anything new?

Bits and pieces,
nothing definite.

Colonel... now, are you sure
there was no one here all day?

No, there was no one here.

And there was no one
moving around outside?

Well, I don't know about that.

I haven't been outside.

I've been sitting here all day.

Then, you didn't go
outside yourself?

I just told you I didn't.

Colonel, there's mud
on your sock.

Well, I-I may have gone outside
for a moment-- a breath of air.

I-I can't be expected to...

Desk clerk told me Polk used
to light his cigars

by striking a match
on his trousers.

The old spinster ladies--

They, they told me
about his cigars, too.

Black and twisted.

Then you weren't alone today,
were you?

Comrade in arms,

old friend, guest in my house.

And now you know how low
a man can sink.

Belrose came here to see me

and recognized you as Polk,

the man who sold him our land.

Isn't that right, Colonel?

That's right.

And you killed him.

And I killed him.

The young wife--
beautiful, greedy.

Spent all I had on her,
went head over heels in debt.

An old man making a fool
of himself over a young woman.

It isn't a new story, is it?

No, it isn't a new story.

But it's just what
you might have expected

of Old Fussed and Fuddled,
isn't it?

Oh, I knew what the men thought
of me, Benjamin,

not that I could blame them.

Never did anything right
in my life.

Got lost in the woods at night,
fell off horses.

Not a man, a fool.

Not a soldier, a clown.

Now she's gone, too.

When she found out
that I'd broken this leg,

she thought I'd botched
the whole deal on her,

ran off with another man.

I thought I could get away
with swindling these settlers.

I'd take their money
and you'd send them packing,

and that's all
there would be to it.

I didn't think
there would be any killing.

Where is the money, Colonel?

In the small satchel
in your study--

Every dollar of it.

Boys, hitch up a wagon--

The colonel and I are going
to return that money--

And saddle up your horses.

You'll ride along with us.

I wouldn't want
anyone getting the idea

of hanging the colonel
without a trial.

I didn't want to kill him,
Benjamin, but he recognized me.

You can't put a bullet back
in a gun once it's been fired.

You can't give a father
back to his child

once that father's been buried.

But you can pay back
part of the debt

by returning this money

and by facing up to the law
for what you've done,

so we'd better get going,
Colonel.

No, Benjamin,
nobody's gonna hang me,

trial or no trial.

You stand in my way
and I'll kill you.

What's become of you, Jonathan?

I warned you, Benjamin,
don't stand in my way.

You'd pull that trigger?

Don't try me, old friend.

I hate you.

You hate me?

You have always been the
better man, haven't you, Ben?

You've always had the success,
and I've had the failure.

You had the money and the land
and the family,

and I had nothing.

You even took over my command
when I was relieved.

I was following orders,
Colonel, you knew that.

For incompetence.

I was relieved for incompetence,
old comrade in arms.

You knew that.

Now I am going
to give the orders

and I'm going to tell you
what's going to happen.

I'm going to take that money and
I'm going to take your buckboard

and I'm getting out of here,

and if any of your boys
stand in my way,

there's going to be
one or more of them dead.

All right, Colonel.

There's your money.

My boys are hitching up
the buckboard.

You can start running,

but first you'll have
to kill me.

Will this money change
what you are?

Will killing me give you
the courage you lack?

'Cause if you think it will,

you'd better pull that trigger.

It isn't me you've hated
all this time, is it, Colonel?

It's you, yourself.

No matter how fast you run

or where you hide,
sooner or later

you're going to have
to face the truth

and live with yourself.

Give me that gun, Colonel.

Better do what we have to do.

Hyah!

They'll be coming along
this way.

Now, they're a weaker party
than we are

and we got surprise on our side.

I'll have no part
of a massacre, Sullivan.

Will you fight?

If they give us no choice,

but I got to see it's fight
or die before I shoot.

You'll see, ha.

Now, take the horses around back
and take cover.

I'll do the talking.

Whoa.

Judgment Day, Cartwright.

Here and now is
where we get things settled.

You're not going to settle
anything this way.

Look around you.

There's no need for this,
no need for any ambush.

That'll depend upon you.

We want clear title to our land.

The land is not yours.

You're getting your money back.

The money'll do us no good.

We haven't got time
to wait for it.

You don't have
to wait for your money.

I'm the man that called himself
John Polk.

Colonel, sit down. Sit down.
The money is here.

Darn fool, do you want to...?
And I killed Belrose.

I'll stand trial for it.

Give us the man who killed Kip
Taylor and the fight is ended.

The fight is done.

Jacks there is the man
that killed Kip Taylor.

Hold your fire.

Benjamin,

I couldn't put the bullet back,
but I, I stopped one.

I finally did something right.

Well, are we done with killing?

Yes, we are.

We'd be obliged
to have our money back,

but we'd rather you kept the
money and let us keep the land.

Sullivan, I can't do that.

We've got this land staked out
for other purposes.

Would you be willing
to take some land

on the other side
of the Ponderosa?

We would if we could pay
the price.

You know what?

I figure you, you could have
killed my three sons and me.

I guess you paid the price.

Mighty proud to have you
as neighbors.

Thank you, Hop Sing.

Dad-burn, I'm glad you didn't
catch that slow boat to China.

Thank you, Hop Sing.

Hey, I got the winner.

I guess you'll be
playing me, then.

The game is not over yet.

Oh, did you deliver
that lumber to the settlers?

Yeah, a wagonload to each place.

Good.

It's gonna be the difference
in them folks being warm

and comfortable this winter
and freezing to death, ain't it?

Mm-hmm.

Hey, Hoss, how'd you make out
with those schoolmarm ladies?

I understand one of 'em
almost hogtied you.

Me?

Ha, I know how to handle
them female women.

I just told 'em
that I was a bachelor

and I was gonna stay a bachelor,

and there wasn't a dad-burned
thing they could do about it.

I told 'em I had promised
my dear old daddy

I was going to stay single.

Oh, is that
what you promised, huh?

Hey, Hoss, you know,
I didn't realize

you knew so much about women.

Ah, Joe, it's easy.

You just got to know
how to handle 'em.

I've learned that females is

pretty much the same
the world over,

whether they're a horse
or a woman.

You just got
to be firm with 'em.

Tell 'em what you want 'em
to do in no uncertain terms,

and, by golly,
they'll do it, hmm.

Right.

Oh, hey.

Well, ladies,
what brings you here?

Oh, well,
we were just passing by

and thought we'd drop in
for a minute.

Well, believe me,
it's our pleasure.

We're having
a little box social tonight and

we wondered if we could persuade
Mr. Hoss to attend.

Well, I, uh,
I think if you would ask him

in no uncertain terms...

by golly, I-I think he'd do it.