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There he is. There's the stallion.
That's War Winds.

Beautiful.

That's my daughter riding him. Leslie.

Leslie's my daughter. She's riding him.

Doctor, that sure is a beautiful animal.

Yes. Well, we'll get to the horses
first thing in the morning.

Right now you're coming up to the house
and get ready for dinner.

[ALL CHATTERING]

So you're from Nevada, Mr. Beckwith?

Texas, Mama.

NANCY: Oh, yes. Texas, Mr. Beckwith?
BICK: Yes, ma'am, Texas.

-Benedict's the name.
-Oh, yes.

-Oh, you're here about the horses, aren't you?
-Yes, ma'am.

I came here to buy your stallion, War Winds.

That is, if your daughter
don't mind too much.

In all likelihood, our Leslie
will be leaving us soon in any case.

Hmm?

Sir David is with the embassy
in Washington...

...and he's being called back to England.

Will she like it there, do you think?

-She's going to marry him?
-Well--

Mother.

Let me sell Mr. Benedict War Winds.

I can tell you all his bad points.

For one thing, he eats too much.
Doesn't he, Papa?

But you see, it's either War Winds or me.
Something has to go.

Now, Leslie, you know very well that horse
is just too spirited for any woman to ride.

I know, Miss Leslie,
that your horse is gonna miss you...

...and all this green country...

...but I'll make him feel right at home
in Texas.

Isn't Texas green, Mr. Benedict?

Well, no, ma'am. Not altogether.

You must tell us about Texas, Mr. Benedict.

BICK:
Well, ma'am, it's not that easy. Um....

It's different than any other state...

...I think.

At least that's what we think.
But it's almost a different country.

Hmm, from an Englishman's point of view...

...the mere size of it takes your breath away.

It's big, all right.

And how large are your ranches?

Almost every size. Large, small.

Mr. Benedict's Reata
is one of the largest of them all.

Oh, really?

Well, just how large is that?

Oh, it's one of the biggest.

DAVID: Hmm.
-How big is that?

Well, there's one or two others as big,
I suppose, up where we come from.

One or two others a bit larger
down on the coastal plains.

Heh. But come, now, Mr. Benedict,
can't you be more specific?

Well, what's the size of your place?
Fifty thousand, 20,000 acres?

Around a half a million.

Five hundred and ninety-five thousand acres,
to be exact.

Ha, ha. I'd call that quite a parcel.

How many acres did you say, Mr. Benedict?

He said 595,000 acres, Mama.

And you should see the greedy look
on your face.

Witness excused.

Won't you join us at the Hunt Ball,
Mr. Benedict? I'm sure you'll enjoy it.

Oh, no, thank you anyhow, Miss Leslie.

-I'm afraid I'd look good there in this outfit.
LESLIE: Ha, ha.

I like your country.

Why don't you stay on a while,
really see something of it?

Roundup time in my country.
Big spring roundup.

Your country?

Reata.

Your country, my country.
Jordan, you make us sound so far apart.

Maybe...

...you could come out and see it...

...when you get a chance.

-Leslie--
DAVID: Leslie, dear.

-Miss Leslie.
DAVID: Leslie?

I guess I'll be off
real early in the morning, so...

...goodbye.

I'm really awfully glad you came.

And I'm not going to say goodbye to you
here in the moonlight.

It would just be too touching. Good night.

LESLIE:
Oh-ho.

Texas.

Are you in love with him?

Yes, I think so.

[GIGGLES]

Now, will you do me a favor
and run along to bed?

-Leslie?
-Good night.

If you're not going to marry David Karfrey...

...will you give him to me?

Yes. Now, good night.

BICK: As far as I'm concerned,
Dr. Lynnton, it's a deal.

-Ten thousand dollars is a lot of money.
-He sure is a lot of horse.

HORACE:
Let's have some breakfast and get going.

Hello.

HORACE: Why, Leslie.
LESLIE: Good morning.

BICK:
Good morning.

Well, you don't look as if
you've been dancing all night, Miss Leslie.

I came home at a quarter to 11.

And I read about Texas until 5 this morning.

Oh, Leslie, let the poor boy
eat his breakfast in peace.

Ma'am, that takes a heap of reading,
Texas does.

We really stole Texas,
didn't we, Mr. Benedict?

I mean, away from Mexico.

[CHUCKLES]

You're catching me a bit early to start joking.

But I'm not joking.

It's all there in the history books, isn't it?

This man, Mr. Austin, came down
with about 300 families, it says.

The next thing you know,
they're up and claiming it from Mexico.

But, Leslie--

Why, I never heard anything as ignorant--

Oh, please, Jordan.

I'm speaking impersonally, about history.

You all think that the glory happened
here in the East...

-...with Valley Forge and Bunker Hill.
LESLIE: Oh, Jordan....

Do you know about San Jacinto?
Have you heard about the Alamo?

Well, certainly.

I read about them all last night.

I didn't mean to be impolite.
But it's so new to me.

I just mean-- It's just all so new.

And so fascinating.

Leslie, you mustn't talk that way to a Texan.
They feel very strongly about their state.

He shouldn't take it so hard.

Jordan, you would think somebody
had spoiled you terribly.

Your wife or something.

I haven't any wife. I live with my sister.

Why aren't you married, Jordan?

Leslie, first you attack a man's country,
and now you try to pry into his family life.

Thank you, doctor.

-Good morning.
-Good morning.

-Good morning, Lacey.
-Good morning, Papa.

How are we doing?

We'll have to be getting along soon, Jordan,
if you're going to make your train.

-Well, good morning, everybody.
-Good morning, Nancy.

Good morning, dear.
Good morning, Mr. Benedict.

Oh, isn't it a beautiful morning?

Leslie, if Mr. Benedict
has finished his breakfast...

...why don't you show him the stables?

We have just quarreled in a polite way
about Texas.

-There's no use trying to pawn me off on him.
-Oh.

And anyway, Mother,
Mr. Benedict is probably engaged to marry...

...the daughter at the adjoining ranch...

...who, though beautiful,
is comparatively poor...

...and only has 200,000 acres
and half a million cows.

Oh, heh.

Is she, um, pretty?

Ma'am?

We must hurry.

Mr. Benedict and I
will have to be leaving now.

NANCY:
Oh.

HORACE:
Goodbye, everybody.

Benedict.

Who, may I ask, is the lucky young lady
that you're going to marry?

With all those cows.

HORACE:
Benedict.

I'll get the car.

-Funny thing, ma'am.
-Yes?

-My neighbor is a girl.
-Oh?

-Vashti Hake.
-Hmm.

Maybe there was some talk of my marrying her,
but I'm not.

Come along, Benedict,
if you want to catch that train.

Oh. It all sounds so romantic.

Come along, David.

You're for me.

What's that, a wolf?

No, honey.

Just a little old coyote.

Oh.

Don't you think you've done
enough sightseeing for a while?

Tell me as soon as we're in Texas.

That's Texas you been looking at, honey.

For the last eight hours.

I don't know how other brides feel
on their honeymoon, Mr. Benedict, sir...

...but I'm having a lovely time.

You can't say it's been dull, honey.

That is, um, so far, anyway.

BICK:
Wake up, honey. We're here, honey.

[LESLIE GRUNTS]

LESLIE:
We're where?

Oh.

Hello.

Good morning.

LESLIE:
Is that Texas?

BICK:
It's Benedict, honey. It's where we ship from.

[BICK SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

BICK:
These people never learn.

I'm Mrs. Benedict.

[ANGEL SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

LESLIE:
Oh.

That means "Welcome the newlyweds."
Gracias, Angel.

Oh. Gracias. Gracias, gracias.

Let's go, Leslie.

And what is your name?

Angel. Angel Obregon.

Oh, my, that's a beautiful name.
Gracias, Angel Obregon.

Come on, Leslie, it's 50 miles to coffee.

This is it, honey. This is your home.

But it's huge.

I thought it was a ranch house.

BICK:
My old man built it to show the cotton crowd...

...that cattlemen were just as high-powered
as they were.

LESLIE:
Why, it's enormous, just for two of us.

BICK:
Luz lives here with me.

With us.

She's run the house
ever since Ma passed on.

Some say she even runs the ranch.

[BICK & LUPE SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Gracias. Gracias.

Take it easy, Leslie.

-What are your names?
LUPE: Lupe.

PETRA: Petra, señora.
-Lupe? Petra?

-Gracias, Lupe. Gracias, Petra.
LUPE: Gracias, señora.

Leslie.

[BICK SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

-You can't behave like that.
-What do you mean, behave?

Down here, making a fuss over those people.

You're a Texan now.

LESLIE:
Well, is that a state of mind?

I'm still myself.

You're my wife, honey.

You're a Benedict.

LESLIE:
I still have a mind of my own.

Elsewhere, being gracious is acceptable.

We're gracious, but....

LESLIE:
Fine thing, standing here quarreling...

...the rice still in our hair.

[LESLIE SHRIEKING]

LESLIE:
Oh, it's so nice and cool.

Luz. Heh.

LUZ:
I thought somebody was hurt.

[BICK & LESLIE CHUCKLE]

We, uh, didn't know you was there.

Well, we're home. We're here.

Been looking for you for weeks.

LESLIE: We weren't expected
to be back sooner, were we?

LUZ: Well, with all this spring work
to be done. Roundup.

I didn't figure Bick would stay away.

BICK: Well, if I miss roundup every time
I have a honeymoon...

-...I wouldn't be missing much, would I?
LESLIE: Ha, ha.

[ENGINE STARTS OUTSIDE]

BICK:
I thought I fired him off this place.

Hey, Jett.

Where do you think you're going
with my automobile?

[ENGINE STOPS]

Just hold on.

Don't go taking off on me.

That old truck broke down again.
Just simmer down.

You want me going down the road?

That's exactly what I was gonna do.

But she said to me,
"You stay on here and do your work."

BICK:
Next time I tell you to get, you get.

LUZ: Jordan and Jett are everlasting jangling
about something. Excuse me.

Tell Madama. She's the one that told it to me.

LUZ:
That's right.

With you away, we needed the help.

You know how scared they are of her.
They're scared to death of her.

You know that.

Every one of them except me and you.

BICK: You just tend to your work.
-Tell me who's the boss around here.

I'll be glad to do anything they want me to do.
Just tell me who's the boss and, uh....

Jett, this is Bick's new wife.

Leslie, this boy here is Jett Rink.

-Hello.
LUZ: Works for us.

You'd better get going, Jett.
Get that truck fixed.

Ain't nobody king in this country.

Ain't nobody,
no matter what they might be thinking.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Sorry, honey.

Things go loco around here
every time I'm away.

LUZ: Remember the time at the big rodeo?
BICK: Yeah.

LUZ:
Old Kale Beebe blew in higher than a kite...

...slept on the sofa down there
in Bick's office.

He must've rode nightmares all night.

He cut the couch to ribbons
with his spurs.

[BICK & LUZ LAUGH]

LUZ:
This here is Bick's room.

This down here is your room, honey.

LESLIE: Ha, ha.
-Ha, ha. Look, uh....

Luz, uh, we're married.

Well, you know how that is.

We, uh....

We'll take these two connecting rooms here.

Make that into a sitting room
where we can sort of sit and talk...

...where the breeze can get at us.

BICK:
Yeehaw!

[BICK WHOOPING]

[WIND HOWLING]

LUZ: Howdy.
-Oh.

[SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

Petra's got your breakfast ready.

You and Jordan have had breakfast already?

Sure, Bick and me, we have our coffee and talk
every morning of our lives at 5:00.

Trying to get things rounded up for the day.

Oh, I....

I thought I was going riding
with him to the roundup.

LUZ: It would have been too hot for you.
I told him so.

Oh.

Petra, bring it in here.

You gotta watch out for that sun. It's rough.

Sit down.

Your blood's too thin.
That's the trouble with a lot of Easterners.

Thank you, Petra. Gracias. Gracias.

Oh, I'm fine, Luz.

I'm a lot tougher, perhaps,
than you think I am.

Me...

...I never had a sick day in my life.

Except when I got throwed and tromped on.

All you gotta do is take it easy.

This rich Texas air will fix you up.

And don't you worry none
about being lonesome.

I'm gonna round up the neighbors.

You're gonna meet some folks. Yes, indeedy.

You're gonna meet some folks.

This is Mr. and Mrs. Bale Clinch.

-Bick, it's about time.
BICK: Howdy, Bale.

Howdy, ma'am.
I'd like you to meet my wife, Adarene.

I'm mighty pleased to meet you.

BICK: Howdy, Adarene.
-Howdy, Bick.

This is our Judge Whiteside.

How do you do?
We sure are proud to have you here.

Bick, congratulations.

-Might happy for you, boy. She sure is pretty.
-I think so.

LUZ: Eula Japes.
-Glad to meet you, ma'am.

BICK: Howdy.
-Good to see you.

-This is Miss Wortan.
-Howdy, Leslie. I'm mighty happy to meet you.

BICK: Howdy.
WORTAN: Hello, Bick.

LUZ: And Fernie Clang.
-Miss Leslie, we're so glad to have you with us.

-You've really done well for yourself.
BICK: Thank you, Fernie.

Hey, Fernie.

Leslie.

You're gonna meet the neighbor
I told you about.

My next-door neighbor?

Only lives 50 miles from here,
with all those cows?

BICK:
Vashti.

I'd like you to meet my wife.

LESLIE:
Hello, Vashti. So nice to meet you.

Jordan's told me so much about you.

Mighty glad to know you,
Mrs. Jordan Benedict.

I'm awfully glad we're neighbors.
And I hope we'll be real close friends.

-Hi, Bick.
BICK: Well, howdy, Pinky.

Hello, Mrs. Benedict.

My name is Mort Snythe.
They call me Pinky.

-Bick.
BICK: Yeah?

You, Bick. Come here.

BICK:
What do you want?

Excuse me, ma'am.

-We'll be seeing you.
LESLIE: All right.

-This will perk you up.
LESLIE: Oh, thank you.

Folks, I propose a toast
to a daughter of old Maryland...

...that's blooming into a citizen
of the Lone Star State.

-To the bride.
CROWD: To the bride.

[CROWD CHEERING]

-You all right, honey?
-Oh, I'm fine, thank you.

There's more than one bride here today.

BICK:
How's that, Vashti?

Mort Snythe and I were married
yesterday in Hermosa.

[CROWD CHEERING]

WOMAN:
Leave the boy alone. I want to kiss him.

-I guess that leaves only me.
-Aw, Luz.

Why, everybody in the county knows
you'd rather herd cattle than make love.

LUZ:
Yeah, well, one thing you gotta say for cattle.

Boy, you put your brand on one of them,
you're gonna know where it's at.

[ALL LAUGHING]

LUZ:
Come and get it!

Or I'll throw it in the creek.

[ALL CHEERING]

It's the best food you ever ate, honey.

It's real Mexican barbacoa.

It's where we get the word "barbecue."

What is that?

Calf's head.

We take it and wrap it in clean white cloth...

...and then wrap it tight in canvas...

...and put it down in a pit
of hot mesquite coals.

It stays down there 18 hours,
and boy, them brains are sure sweet.

How fascinating.

Honey, I don't think
I'm really terribly hungry.

It must be the heat.

You call this hot?

Wait till July.

Eat it while it's hot.

MAN:
What's the matter with her?

[CROWD MURMURING]

That's what I was afraid of.

[BELL RINGING]

Leslie?

LESLIE:
Good morning, Luz.

What you doing up?

LESLIE:
Getting breakfast.

Look, Luz.

I think there's something
that we should get in the clear and in the open.

I don't want to take your place.
I want you to know that.

But I can't have you taking my place either.

I can't be just a guest
in my husband's house.

BICK: There you are.
-Good morning, darling.

-How do you feel?
LESLIE: Fine.

Ah, you look fine.

I want everybody to know, no matter
what happens around this ranch in the future...

...I am never going to faint again.

Well...

...I'll never get the hang of you,
Mrs. Benedict.

Horse like that,
that cost you a lot of money...

...I'd use for breeding.

I wouldn't let anybody ride him.
I don't care if she's your wife or who she is.

Bick, I'd see she rides
a more gentle animal if I was you.

She's gonna fall off and break her neck.

That's Old Polo.

He's head vaquero.

He's been here longer than any of us,
I guess...

...since Grandpa Benedict's time.

Look at them, honey.

There's never been anything like them
in this world, I can tell you.

Did you ever see such stock?

-Are they all ours?
BICK: Yeah.

These and 49,000 others just like them.

Granddaddy and his boys
used to drive his longhorns...

...right through here,
all the way to Kansas.

-Imagine.
-Yeah.

Yeah, he was a pretty good old boy.
I mean, he was tough too.

My old man brought stock from Europe
and bred them to the best we had.

Look out, you loco....

This right here is the result, honey.

Look at them.

[RATTLING]

How you doing?

Whew.

-Tired, huh?
-Now, don't you worry about me.

I'm a tough Texan now.

[CHUCKLES]

You know I love you, Tex.

LESLIE:
Hello, Luz.

LUZ:
Hi, everybody.

Jett, hold on a minute.

I want you to take Mrs. Benedict
back in with you.

-Honey, you go along with Jett.
LESLIE: Honey, I'm fine, really.

BICK:
There's no use overdoing it. Go along with Jett.

Good morning, Jett.

You take it easy, Jett.

I don't want to chew on this, Bick...

...but I think we'd better get it straight.

I run the house, don't I?

Her house, her kitchen, her help.

-She don't even speak Spanish.
-Oh, they understand plenty English.

I know how to handle Mexicans.

Doing it all my life.

They'd sit on their honkers all day...

-...if I didn't keep after them.
-All right, Luz. Cool off.

Well, I thought we ought to talk
without her around.

I just don't want to feel
that you're setting up against me, Bick.

Nobody is setting up against you, Luz.

That gal is my wife.

And you're fair enough, I think...

...to try and get along with her.

All right, I....

I'll catch me up a horse
and help push the stock along for a while.

-Maybe it'll make me feel better.
-All right.

If you gotta push something.

When I get enough, I'll ride on in.

Why did you come to Texas?

Well, I mean, seems like everybody else
is trying to get away from here.

Me, I'm gonna get out of here
one of these days.

This is my husband's land.

This is his home.

Who gets ahold of this much land
unless they took it off somebody else?

You're not exactly loyal to your employer,
are you, Jett?

No, sir, I'm not complaining.
I'm not complaining.

They bought this land long ago.

Benedicts.

-They got it through purchase years ago.
-They took it off a bunch of Mexicans.

Why, that's not true, Jett.

They bought and traded
for Spanish land grants.

Paid for it, all right.

They paid 5 cents an acre.

I know my folks is here in Texas
long enough to get rich too.

Except they just weren't so foxy.

[ENGINE STOPS]

Leave it on, boy. I'll ride him.

Nobody ride him but the señora.

Been riding what I want to here
for 30 years.

He buck off Lopez.

If he bucks me down,
he won't be the first one that's done it.

I suppose you came out here to show me
how to run things too.

Let's go.

[WHINNYING]

JETT:
Now, I'm not too awful bad now.

I got a few friends.

Madama likes me.

And old Bick, now even old Bick...

...he likes me...

...a little bit.

Well, now, but they don't like me...

...quite enough...

...to kind of divvy up
what they got way too much of.

You are an odd one, aren't you, Jett?

But I like you.

I like you too.

I guess you're about the best-looking gal
we've seen around here in a long time.

I think...

...the prettiest one...

...I think I've seen down here.

Why, thank you, Jett.

That's a very nice compliment.

And I'm gonna tell my husband of that,
with your approval.

Oh, well, now, I....

I wouldn't do that. Well....

No, I....

Whew.

No, I wouldn't do that.

[WHINNYING]

Beautiful Reata. Tsk.

JETT:
Them's your neighbors live there.

-Who?
JETT: Them kids there.

Them's your ranch people.

Them's Angel Obregon's kids.

That's the man that met us at the train.

They're sure in good shape, ain't they?
Whole bunch of them sick.

-What's the matter with them?
-I don't know, just sick.

Every one of them.

Wait a minute. I want to get out here.

Well, I wouldn't do that if I was you.

Wait.

You are the boss.
And you know it too, don't you?

[SIGHS]

-May I come in?
MRS. OBREGON: Enter.

[BABY CRYING]

I'm Mrs. Benedict.

Perdóneme...

...that I do not rise.

[MRS. OBREGON SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

The baby is sick.

My milk is not good.

Poor darling.

[WHINNIES]

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

LESLIE:
Have you seen a doctor?

Doctor....

He is too far to come.

JETT: Say, Miss Leslie?
I think we better be getting on.

This baby is extremely ill.

Well, you're not supposed
to be in there. It's....

Try not to worry, Mrs. Obregon.

I'll be back soon.

Old Bick's gonna blow a gasket.

LESLIE:
What is it?

What's happened to him?

What's wrong?

BICK:
Where in the world have you been?

Good Lord, I've been looking for you too.

What happened to her?

We stopped by the village.

What happened?

Just awful.

I don't know. She was...

...riding War Winds.

She got thrown or something.

[LUZ GROANS]

What does the doctor say?

BICK:
Bad.

She hit her head on a mesquite stump.

She's been riding since she was 6.

She could ride anything.
And now this happens.

How is she?

She's in a state of shock.

Very serious.
Concussion, possible hemorrhage.

I'm doing all I can do.

I called Dr. Borneholm,
got him on the phone.

He ought to be along any minute now.

[LUZ GROANS]

Doctor?

[PRAYING IN SPANISH]

If I only hadn't bought that horse.

Don't blame yourself, Jordan.

If I hadn't, she'd be alive right now.

Don't blame yourself.

This is a great misfortune...

...but no one's to blame.

Yeah.

Things happen.

[PRAYING IN SPANISH]

LESLIE: Dr. Walker?
-Mrs. Benedict, this is Dr. Borneholm.

How do you do?

Bick, I sure wish
I could have made it for Luz.

BORNEHOLM: Dr. Walker did everything
he could, I assure you of that.

I know. Thank you.

Dr. Walker,
there's more for you to do, I'm afraid.

Mrs. Obregon's baby is very sick.

His temperature must be at least 105.

Will you stop by, please?

Mrs. Obregon?

In the village.

Jett will take you.

I'll go with you myself, doctor.

Leslie.

What is this?

He can't do that.

He can't go there.

He's our doctor.

-Our doctor?
-Yeah.

You mean the Benedicts' only?

No, I mean...

...all of us.

He don't tend those people.

They...

...have a way of doing things by themself.

How'd she get there, Jett?

Oh, don't go climbing onto me.

I don't feel none too good about it.

Jordan, darling,
I don't think you quite understand.

There's a child who's very sick.

I must take Dr. Walker.

You'll go, won't you, doctor?

I'll be back just as soon as I can, darling.

BICK:
I'm a lot better, honey.

LESLIE:
That's a good boy.

Where's my horse?

BICK:
I shot him.

Bone was broken.

Somebody had to do it.

Thought it'd be better if it was me.

The baby?

LESLIE:
Alive.

Thanks to Dr. Walker.

Good.

[HYMN PLAYING ON ORGAN]

Bick.

Excuse me, but we've gotta have you in here
for a few minutes, if you can break away.

Jordan.

Say, Bick, you're sure holding up fine.

It's times like this that folks really show what
they're made of, and you're holding up fine.

-Mrs. Benedict, bye-bye.
LESLIE: Oh, goodbye.

Vern and me thought a lot of Luz,
Mrs. Benedict.

But I guess everybody did.

Yeah, at least everybody came.

Biggest gathering for a funeral
I ever saw in Texas.

Mm. Shame Luz wasn't here to enjoy it.

Well, I mean, she always did like
a big get-together and everything. Heh.

She'd have had a fine time.

-Well, bye.
-Goodbye.

-Come see us.
-Thank you, bye-bye. Come see us.

Jordan...

...I think you'll agree with me
that your sister was a very generous woman.

She wanted that boy to have something...

...something worthwhile.

Now that little piece of land is worth, oh, 5-...

...600 dollars at most.

I'm going to ask you,
in reverence to the memory of Luz Benedict...

...I'm going to ask you
to give one Jett Rink...

...a check for twice the value of that land.

We can clean up the whole matter right now.

Jett, come on inside. I want to talk to you.

Now, just a minute here, Bick.

Afraid I'm gonna beat you to it.

I'm quitting.

I lost the one friend I had in this place,
and I know it too.

So I quit. I'm dead quit.
Don't have to say another word to me.

Nobody's firing you, Jett.

Boy, howdy, nobody's firing me.

I told you, I quit.

Nobody wants to fire you.

Now, just come on inside
and listen to what we have to say.

WHITESIDE: Come on in here, Jett.
Come on in here, boy. Heh.

-Hi, Jett. Nice to see you.
JETT: Hi.

-Howdy. Good to see you.
-Howdy.

Have my seat here, boy. Sit right down.

Sure looking good today.

Sit down, Jett. Gonna tell you
about a little piece of luck's come your way.

Sit down, young man,
sit down and make yourself comfortable.

It's a real bad wind
that doesn't blow somebody some good.

[CHUCKLES]

Amen.

BICK:
Jett, I don't guess I have to tell you...

...Luz was a woman
of strong sentimental feeling.

She prepared a list of things
that she wanted to give the people on Reata.

Yes, we find that she wanted to....
Heh. Well, that is...

...we find that her bequest to you
is in the nature of a little piece of ground.

BICK: It's that little piece we used to call
"Buffalo Wallow."

Now....

She wanted to give you something.
I know she did.

It's always been my aim
to kind of keep Reata intact, within the family.

Now, that little piece is worth...

...hmm, at the most-- How much, Bale?

BALE:
At the most, 5- or 600 dollars, Bick.

Yes, now, um, Mr. Benedict,
wanting to honor his sister's wishes...

...and, of course, right along
with his own personal feeling for you...

...now, he wants to see to it
that you get something really worthwhile.

Well, now,
to get right down to the point, Mr. Rink...

...we're prepared to place in your hands...

...in cash...

...the sum of $1200.

[JETT WHISTLES]

-Yes, sir. Ha, ha.
-Boy.

Twelve hundred dollars...

...which any of these gentlemen here,
I'm sure they'll be happy to tell you...

-...it's twice the value of that land.
BALE: Definitely. At least.

CLAY:
Twice the value of that land.

[JETT CHUCKLES]

CLAY:
That's a lot of money, Jett.

What are you aiming to do with all of it?

BALE:
You're in the chips now, boy.

[WHITESIDE CHUCKLES]

There it is. There it is, boy. Ha, ha.

-And it's all yours. Ha, ha.
CLAY: Sure is.

I don't know what to say. Ha, ha.

[JETT CHUCKLES]

She was a fine lady.

BALE:
Yes, she was a fine lady. Hallelujah.

Amen.

And I....

I want to....

I want you to know
that I appreciate her, uh, generosity.

And yours too, Bick.

And you all.

I sure do want to thank you for it.

You know something, Bick? Ahem.

I don't know,
but what it just might not be...

...a pretty good idea to gamble along
with old Madama.

How do you mean?

Just gamble along.

Just keep what she give me.

I'm sentimental too, Bick.

I just think that...

...it's good to gamble along with her.

I know that land ain't worth much...

...but then, someday...

...I just might up
and put my own fence around her.

Call her "Little Reata."

See you.

VASHTI: There's only one thing more important
than money, and that's land.

Why, I've heard Luz say it a thousand times.

Pa said it, and Bick Benedict says it.
And it's true.

You ever get up to Deaf Smith,
you come and pay us a visit.

We're just on the outside of Umbarger.

Only a little bitty piece,
only we had a run of luck.

Only? Well, a gusher come in last year.

-How wonderful.
-Right now it's bringing in a million.

-A million gallons?
-Dollars.

-A million dollars a year?
-Million dollars a month.

-Oh, a month.
-Goodbye.

-Thanks for treating us right.
LESLIE: Thank you for coming.

[HYMN PLAYING ON ORGAN]

LESLIE:
I just love talking to you, Uncle Bawley.

Now that it's over, you get that fellow of yours
to take you around and show you our country.

See San Antonio...

...Dallas and Houston.

I'm so impatient.

I want to see it all right now.

You don't have to hurry, honey.

It'll be here when you get around to it.

Been here a long time.

And once you see it all,
and have lived with it as I have...

...well, let's say 25 years from now,
you'll feel about Texas just like I do.

-Twenty-five years from now.
-Mm-hm.

Twenty-five years from now,
I'll be almost 50.

It's a nice age, Leslie.

You'll see wonderful things
in Texas when you're 50.

Perhaps.

But I won't care as much then.

You will care more.

-Because then...
CLAY: Hey, Bawley.

BAWLEY:
--you'll have been part of it all.

-Come on, we need you in the powwow.
BAWLEY: Coming.

[MEN CHATTERING]

BAWLEY:
Judge, how's it shaping up?

WHITESIDE:
It's gonna be all right.

You get with it, Gomez.

Get your people out. I don't want them
sitting on their honkers come election day.

Everything will be bueno, señor.
It will be the same, good. Adiós.

[GOMEZ SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

WHITESIDE:
Goodbye, Gomez.

LESLIE:
I love you.

Well...

...thank you.

We're just talking business. Just business.

Oh, please don't mind me.

Do go on.

I'll listen quiet as a little old mouse.

You'd be bored, honey.

This is dull.

Why, I'd be fascinated.

Leslie, we're talking about politics.

You married me in Washington,
remember, darling?

I lived next door to politics,
brought up with it.

Please do go on talking. I'd love it.

This is men's stuff.

Leslie, how about a cup of coffee
or a drink or something?

Men's stuff.

Lord have mercy.

Set up my spinning wheel, girls.
I'll join the harem section in a minute.

Now, Leslie.

Don't you go worrying
your pretty little head about politics. Heh, heh.

LESLIE: You mean my pretty, empty head,
don't you, judge?

Could I get the coffee for you, Leslie?

LESLIE:
You too, Uncle Brutus?

You don't feel well, Leslie.

LESLIE:
I feel just great.

My adrenaline glands
are pumping beautifully.

Boo!

If I may say so before retiring...

...you gentlemen date back 100,000 years.

You ought to be wearing leopard skins
and carrying clubs.

Politics.

Business.

What is so masculine...

...about a conversation
that a woman can't enter into it?

Leslie, you're tired.

LESLIE:
Perhaps I am.

Judge, I think if you get down
in Brewster county and campaign--

Yeah, well--

Pinky, I reckon I'll go on upstairs
and get my beauty sleep.

PINKY:
You go ahead on, honey.

Good night, gentlemen.

PINKY: Good night, honey.
-Good night, Vashti.

Good night, Vashti.

[MEN CHATTERING]

That's right,
send the children on up to bed...

...so the grown-ups can talk.

-Good night, Leslie.
-Night, honey.

[LESLIE GRUNTS]

Oh, I must've dropped off.

Oh, darling,
I am sorry about my caveman speech.

I'll apologize to the others first thing,
I promise.

That's big of you.

-You certainly distinguished yourself.
-[WHISPERING] Shh. They can hear.

Hear? They heard you already.
Every word you said out there.

We date back 100,000 years.

I said I was sorry about the name-calling.

It was very impolite, I know.

But in principle, I was absolutely right.

You come down here
and you try to tell us how to run things...

...insulting my friends and everything.

Now, you look here, Leslie.

You're my wife. Mrs. Jordan Benedict.

I'm asking you, when are you gonna
settle down and behave like everybody else?

LESLIE [IN NORMAL VOICE]: Never.
-Who do you think you are?

Joan of Arc or something?!

LESLIE:
Jordan, where are you going?

Jordan, take off your hat.

Carrying on like Carrie Nation,
preaching stuff that's none of your business.

Fixing the world. Why don't you join a club?

Honestly, Jordan.
You make me sound just awful.

I'm not all that bad.

You knew what a frightful girl I was
when you married me.

I did not deceive you, sir.

Why, from the very first moment,
I couldn't have been more unpleasant.

Anyway, you're stuck with me.

Yeah, I guess.

Honey, take your hat off.

Besides, you love me very much.

BICK:
Yeah.

But that fine mind of yours
gets pretty repulsive at times.

That's not what you told me on the train.

Now you're gonna throw that up to me.

I thought what we....

I thought what we said on the train
was in confidence.

Well, of course, darling.

But I'll never forget a single word
you said to me.

You know,
you can be pretty wonderful at times.

Come on, partner.

Why don't you kick off your spurs?

LESLIE:
Oh!

What a glorious, gorgeous,
brand-new day.

Let's spend every hour of it
just you and I.

BICK:
Oh, honey, I'm beat.

Why?

Today you have all the good things
in the world...

...and a woman
who loves you very, very much.

I know, but....

That arguing takes a lot out of me.

[LAUGHS]

Oh, that was just frightful.

Best part about quarreling is the making up.

BICK: When we make up, we make up too,
don't we, honey?

Hmm?

Why can't we take a trip, really see Texas?
Just let somebody else run Reata.

-Hmm?
-Oh, couldn't we?

Honey, I want you to understand this:

I run Reata at all times.

-Of course, Jordan.
-And that's the way it is.

Everything that's in it and on it is run by me.

-Jordan, don't raise your voice.
-That's the way it's always been too.

Everything that has a Reata brand on it
is run by me.

Does that include me?

That's the way my father ran this outfit
and the way my grandfather ran it, all of it.

He kept it together for his son
and my father kept it together for his.

And I'm keeping it together for mine.

-All 500,000 square miles?
-All of it, for my son.

You could at least say "our son."

Our son.

Don't you think that might be just
a bit too much for one little baby?

Heh. Not if he's a Benedict.

Hmm?

Well, better hope this is a boy.

Hmm?

Our baby.

I just said I'm hoping it's a boy.

What do you mean?

I mean, why didn't you tell me?

I'm telling you now.

Well, honey...

...why didn't you tell me?

I mean, well, I should've known.

-You sure?
-Sure.

And our baby is going to be a boy, Jordan.
I know it.

A boy very much like his father.

In many ways...

...but not all.

Shouldn't she be putting on weight, honey?

Well, it's natural, I think, darling,
for him to be gaining faster.

Let me see.

They are heavy.

[LESLIE CHUCKLING]

Hello, sweetheart.

Well, he's building up fine.

"I am now stronger than ever...

...and am helping a young Dr. Guerra
get started here.

Most every day I find myself walking
three or four miles...

...to the dusty and dirty street
of Vientecito Village.

Hello, Angel. How are you?

[BABBLES]

I'd like to speak to Mr. Gomez,
the boss, the man that runs this place.

Mrs. Benedict, what is it I can do?

Mr. Gomez,
I'm going to leave Dr. Guerra here with you.

He'll tell you a number of things
that must be done.

This place is a scandal.

Thank you, Dr. Guerra.
I'll get in touch with you.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[GUNSHOT]

Hello, Jett.

-Howdy, Miss Leslie.
-How are you?

I'm doing pretty good.

-You made some improvements.
-Do you like it?

Looks good.

Well, it ain't much yet,
but it's coming right along.

-You know, I wouldn't have believed it.
-Believed what?

Truthfully, I wouldn't have expected this sort
of talent to be one of your virtues.

[JETT CHUCKLES]

That's the first time I was ever accused
of having any of that.

It really is nice, Jett.

Real nice.

Someday I want to have a place
no one will be ashamed of.

Oh, I cut them out of the newspaper.
I thought they'd dress the place up a little bit.

Sweet of you.

Want to come on in here and sit down?

-Rest a minute?
-Thank you.

Having kids seems to agree with you,
you know it?

You're looking prettier than ever.

Just as good, anyway.

My goodness. And tea.

-You like tea?
-Of course, I love it.

Just seems down here
everybody drinks gallons of coffee.

Yeah, I know it.

Mind if I pay you
a rather personal compliment?

What is it?

You make a very excellent cup of tea.

Yeah, well, I do a lot of things in a pinch.

Would you like one lump
or would you like two?

Well, I think I'll take mine straight.

That's good enough for me.

[COUGHS]

Oh. Boy. Ahem.

It's not too good, is it?

When are you gonna get married, Jett?

Don't you need somebody to help you
with this kind of responsibility?

Well, when I get some time to look around,
I'll go back East.

To Maryland, places....

Say, got any good-looking sisters back there
might be interested in some poor people?

[LESLIE CHUCKLES]

Money isn't all, you know, Jett.

[LAUGHS]

Not when you got it. Heh.

Jett...

...the other people around here, why don't
they help themselves like you've done?

Well, now, ahem, when you say "other people,"
what do you mean?

Well, I've just come back from Vientecito.

Oh, that bunch of wetbacks.

Well, don't go getting me mixed up
with none of them.

I'm just as much of Texas
as Bick Benedict is.

-I'm no wetback.
-Oh, I know that.

You're like Jordan in that respect,
attitude, everything.

But your situation is so different.
You're a workingman.

Well, that's something I'm gonna try to fix.

Someday I will.

All right, Gomez.

Yeah, I understand.

Yeah, thank you.

Well, thanks for the tea party, Jett.

And don't be such a stranger.

Stop by and pay us a visit.

Well, I don't know about that.

Old Bick's still got his kettle on for me.

[CAR DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[DOOR OPENS THEN CLOSES]

BICK:
Leslie?

Hello, darling.

I was just having tea with Jett Rink.

-Gomez telephoned.
-Oh?

"Mrs. Benedict comes to Vientecito.
I hope you're not displeased," he said.

Look, I told you before--
What about Jett Rink?

He made tea. Isn't that unbelievable?

He does so want to improve himself.

But your man Gomez, that camp he runs....

It's hopeless.

You can't tear around this place with no regard
for who you are, interfering with those people.

Jordan, that place is a scandal.

-Dr. Guerra threw his hands up in horror.
-That's his problem.

You've been a big powerful rich Texan
for a hundred years. Do something.

I'm not the Red Cross.

If you won't, I will.

If you go near one of those dumps again, if you
get mixed up in this migratory mess, why I'll--

LESLIE: Just what will you do?
BICK: I'll leave you. That's what I'll do, I'll leave.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

-Oh, there's my darling little girl.
BICK: How are you, big boy?

Did you think your naughty mama
was never gonna come up to see you?

There's one thing you can be sure of.

One of these days,
I'm gonna run Jett out of this country.

BICK:
Who is it? Can you say hello to Luz?

Say, "Hello, Luz."

[JORDY BABBLING]

BICK: Lookit there. Lookit there.
Say hello to little Luz.

[CHILDREN BABBLING]

I don't care what you say, Leslie,
she does look like Luz.

Oh, honey.

Y'all are gathered here
on this fourth anniversary of my son's birth.

LESLIE:
And your daughter's.

BICK:
Well, of course.

I want to take this auspicious occasion...

...to say that this young fellow
right over here...

...is gonna grow up to be
one of Reata's top hands.

Hi, Daddy.

[BABBLES]

I mean, this boy's gonna be the best.

He may even grow up to be better
than his old man. Maybe.

Oh, girls, look at the pony.

Come on, look at that.

There he is, son.

-He's all yours.
-All mine, Daddy.

[JORDY CRYING]

JORDY:
No!

No!

[JORDY CRYING]

Jordan....

Take him around, Angel.

[ANGEL SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

[CRYING]

-Take it easy, son.
-Honey, he doesn't want to.

Oh, I rode before I could walk.

But that was you.
This is another person entirely.

He's a Benedict.

He's gonna stay on that saddle
if I have to tie a hitch on him to keep him there.

Take him away.

Angel. No.

BICK:
Let him ride, Polo.

Let him ride.

Would you take him up for his nap?
I think he's tired.

[CHATTERING]

[JORDY CRYING]

BICK: Ho. There, now,
that wasn't so bad, was it, son?

[JORDY CRYING]

[THUNDER CRASHING]

BAWLEY:
Leslie...

...Bick knows all there is to know
about running a ranch. Bone, hide and hair.

He don't know a dang thing about raising kids
any more than his father did.

So you just stay with it your way.

Help those children grow up
to be what they want to be.

I will, Uncle Bawley. I promise.

Well...

...we're gonna hit the hay.

-Night, Leslie.
LESLIE: Night.

-Night, Bick.
-Night, Pink.

Good night, kids.

LESLIE:
Night, Vashti.

Well, I guess it's time for me to turn in.

Night, Bick.

Night, Bawley.

-Night, Leslie.
-Good night, Uncle Bawley.

Good night, everybody.
And don't forget to turn off the rain.

Tired?

No.

Jordan....

What's happening is
we're getting on each other's nerves.

Could be.

We've been together every day
and every night since we first met each other.

Is that bad?

No.

Only we're getting in the habit
of snapping at each other...

...on things we should have adjusted to
years ago.

Jordan, I think it would be a good idea...

...if I took the children home for a visit.

Home?

Well, if you're homesick....

I mean, if that's the way you want it.

-That's not the way I want it, Jordan.
-All right, then.

It'll be better for us if we're apart for a while.

Better for us and the children.

It'll give us both a chance
to think things out for a while.

Gee, Les...

...I don't know.

You know best, I guess.

I think it will be best.

LACEY: Hi there.
DAVID: Morning.

Fine day for riding.

Oh, just magnificent.

See you later.

She's a lucky girl.

If I had it to do it again,
I'd still walk off with Jordan.

Even if I knew it was gonna end like this.

NANCY:
Leslie!

You'll have no time to be homesick...

...with this wedding
and Thanksgiving on us together.

JORDY:
Here, Pedro. Pedro, come here, Pedro.

Pedro, Pedro, Pedro.

Pedro, eat your dinner like a good boy.

Pedro, eat your dinner
like a good boy, Pedro.

[LESLIE GASPS]

LESLIE:
Look at that.

Look at that.

[CHATTERING]

Merciful Father, we bow our heads
in gratitude on this, our Thanksgiving Day.

We give thee hearty and humble thanks
for thy bounty...

...beseeching thee
to continue thy loving kindness to us...

...that our land may still yield her increase...

...to thy glory and our comfort. Amen.

Pedro.

-That Pedro?
-That Pedro?

Yes, darling. Yes. Mm-hm.

[CRYING]

[CHILDREN CRYING]

Oh, darling.

It's all right, baby.

No! No!

There, now, darling.

Oh, now, darlings.

It's a day when we're supposed to be happy.

Come on, now, and smile...

...like Mommy.

[CRYING]

Something wrong, Miss Leslie?

Now maybe you'll stop crying.

It's a message to you from your father.

Is he gonna be here for dinner?

Well, no.

But he says:

"I hope my darlings are all very happy.

I want them to know I miss them
very much...

...and love each one very much."

[CHILDREN CRYING]

["WEDDING MARCH" PLAYING ON ORGAN]

JEFFERSON:
I could see you coming.

Why, Mr. Benedict, this is a good surprise.

Hello, Jefferson.

We're having a wedding.
Just plenty of excitement.

PRIEST:
Dearly beloved...

...we are gathered together here in the sight
of God and in the face of this company...

...to join together this man
and this woman in holy matrimony...

...which is an honorable estate
instituted of God.

David, wilt thou have this woman
to thy wedded wife?

To live together after God's ordinance
in the holiest state of matrimony?

Wilt thou love her, comfort her, honor...

...and keep her in sickness and in health...

...and forsaking all others...

...keep thee only unto her
so long as ye both shall live?

I will.

PRIEST: Lacey, wilt thou have this man
to thy wedded husband...

...to live together after God's ordinance
in the holiest state of matrimony?

Wilt thou love him, comfort him,
honor and keep him...

...in sickness and in health,
and forsaking all others...

...keep thee only unto him
so long as ye both shall live?

LACEY:
I will.

PRIEST:
Bless, O Lord, this ring...

...that he who gives it and she who wears it
may abide in thy peace...

...and continue in thy favor
unto their life's end.

Amen.

DAVID:
With this ring, I thee wed.

PRIEST:
Those whom God hath joined together...

...let no man put asunder.

For as much as David and Lacey...

...have consented together
in holy wedlock...

...I pronounce that they are man and wife.

Are you ready to come back
to your old beat-up cowhand?

Jordan, I'm no different
than I was when I left.

Well, we Texans like a little vinegar
in our greens, honey. Gives them flavor.

BICK: What do you think of old King Tut?
-Boy, howdy. Some hunk of beef.

He's gonna make history too.

By the time Bick finishes
his breeding program, he'll have an animal...

...that's 99% beef and the rest exaggeration.

[MEN LAUGH]

[CHATTERING]

BICK:
Say, Ollie...

...see that?

That's Rink's truck. I don't want him
hauling through my place anymore.

Jett's got the easement, Bick.

He's got a right to go through the land.
No two ways about that.

I'm sick and tired of his prospecting.
I want him out.

He's borrowed about all he could.
He's down to his last collar button, Bick.

Sure is.

Buy him out, Ollie.
Buy him out, and get him out of here.

[GROUND RUMBLING]

Hello, Jett.

What do you want?

My well came in, Bick.

[LAUGHS]

Fine.

[LAUGHS]

Why, that's wonderful, Jett.

[LAUGHS]

Everybody thought I had a duster.

You all thought Spindletop
and Burk Burnett was all the oil there was.

Well, I'm here to tell you it ain't.

It's here. And there ain't
a dang thing you gonna do about it.

My well came in big, so big.

And there's more down there,
and there's bigger wells.

I'm rich, Bick!

I'm a rich one.

I'm a rich boy.

I'll have more money than you
ever thought you could have.

You and all the rest of you
stinking sons of Benedicts.

Leslie, you go in the house.
Take the women with you.

Jett, we're real glad you struck it.

Now, you go on along home.

Oh, my, you sure do look pretty,
Miss Leslie.

You always did look pretty.

Just good enough to eat.

Wait a minute, Bick. Wait a minute.

Boy, take it easy, take it easy.

Wait a minute.

My, you're testy, Bick.

You're testy as an old cook.

Bick...

...you should have shot him a long time ago.
Now he's too rich to kill.

You tell your client
that Reata's my property...

...and the name of Reata's my property.

Texas courts are fair.

He's to cease using the name
of my ranch in his oil schemes.

I won't have oil-digging on Reata,
and I won't stand for its name being used.

Is that clear?

Ma?

Mother!

They say Aunt Luz was in love
with Jett Rink...

...even if she was old enough
to be his mother.

Now, Luz.

She was a character.

They say she was always trying to keep him
from getting married.

He had to run off to marry you.

What's that?

Who said what?

Oh, somebody. I forget.

Heh. You know what they say?

They say that every girl in Texas
was trying to catch Papa.

They said, quote, that
"there wasn't a prize bull like him...

...since Sam Houston got married."

That's enough from her, Leslie.

I'm sure it's quite true, darling.

It took me two whole days to land him.

Oh, really?
It all sounds so fascinating and uncouth.

Where are you going?

Down the road to Smitty's for a Coke.

BICK: With who?
-Nobody.

Stay home.

Hey, you.

Hello, Papa.

Howdy.

-Where you been?
-Down the road for a Coke.

BICK: With who?
-Bob.

-Howdy, Mr. Benedict.
BICK: Hello, Bob.

Well, good night, Mr. Benedict.

Excuse me, Papa.

Look, Papa, you busy now, Papa?

Never too busy for you, young fella.

What's on your mind?

Well, Daddy, it's like this.

I am, Mama. I'm gonna be.

I want to go to Harvard
and then on to Columbia premed.

So you want to be a doctor?

Yes, ma'am.

What about Reata, Jordy?

He's counting on you to take over.

Yeah, I know he is. I know it.

But there's 50,000 guys can do it
better than I can.

I don't want to live my life
pushing cows around.

Oh, Mama, I'd die for Papa if I had to.

Your father doesn't want you to die for him.
He wants you to live for him.

Talk to her, will you, Daddy?

Reason with her.

-I don't want this pinned on me.
-I'll take all the blame.

You just sort of soften the blow a little bit.

I'll talk to him myself.

You can sway him, Mama. I know you can.

It's not gonna be easy, honey.

Well, maybe I can catch her
at a weak moment.

You can do it, Daddy. I know you can.

LESLIE:
Darling, I've been thinking....

Me too.

About the children.

That's funny. Me too.

We must be getting old.

Speak for yourself.

I wonder if we'd love them enough
to do what's really right for them.

Why, sure.

I hope so.

I mean...

...so we love them too much, perhaps.

So much we keep from doing
what's right for them.

Not me.

You don't have to worry about me.

It's always the mother.

Theory is, she don't want her fledglings...

...to leave her nest...

...and try their own wings.

All that sort of stuff.

You mean...

...you'd be perfectly willing to sacrifice?

Yeah.

I'd sacrifice for her. You know that.

I'm not so sold...

...on that girls' school in Switzerland
you're stuck on.

Now, don't get your feathers up.

Judy's not so crazy
about that Switzerland stuff either.

Of course she isn't.
That's exactly why she needs to go.

Well, I wouldn't push her.

She, uh...

...wants to go to Texas Tech.

-That is a man's school.
-Well, girls go too.

It's got the best animal-husbandry course
in the country, she says.

[BICK CHUCKLING]

She wants to be a rancher like her old man.

Like Bob Dace.

She's just got a little schoolgirl crush
on that hulking Bob Dace.

Well, she's got her mind set on it.

That's what she wants.

And I, for one, am willing to sacrifice.

Well....

What do you say?

It seems we've hatched
an odd pair of fledglings, darling.

Yeah.

LESLIE:
Brace yourself.

Jordy wants to be a doctor.

-He wants what?
-He wants to be a doctor. He's set on it.

Over my dead body.

-You know what he's supposed to do.
-Well, he's not.

He'd die for you, but he's not going
to live his life for you. And he's right.

He'll do as we've all done.

He wants to go to Harvard first
and then to Columbia premed.

[SCOFFS]

You're pretty handy with those terms.

I can see who's been cooking this thing up.

Of course...

...this would mean a big sacrifice
on your part.

BICK:
Well...

...no matter where he goes to school...

...he comes right back home and runs Reata.

LESLIE: Well, I guess you were right
about one thing, Jordan.

BICK:
Me?

LESLIE:
On one thing.

We are getting old.

BICK: Who?
-We are, Jordan.

We're the older generation.

Aren't we?

Suddenly.

BICK:
Yeah.

I guess so.

[MAN READING INDISTINCTLY]

"--until a well 1000 feet
in depth has been drilled...

...unless oil or gas shall have been struck
at a lesser depth."

JETT:
Is that Vashti Hake's ranch?

-Yes.
-Heh.

Good.

-How about Reata?
-No.

That Benedict's a hard guy to crack.

Mm-hm.

Let's just keep punching, boys.

MAN:
Hey, you.

BAWLEY:
Hospital. What's he covering up now?

That hombre's going to overstep
the mark one of these days.

Just give him enough rope.

-Give him enough rope and he'll hang you.
-Heh.

[PHONE RINGS]

I'll get it.

Hello?

Yes?

No, this is her daughter.

You did?

[CHUCKLES]

Oh, you have to find that out for yourself.

Luz, take your social life on the other phone.

It's for you. I think he's nice.

-Who's nice?
LUZ: Jett Rink.

-I don't want to talk to him.
-What will I tell him?

Let me talk.

I'll tell him.

I'll talk to him.

Hello?

You've heard from me before on this, Jett.

Judge Whiteside told you, and I told you.

This is a cattle ranch, not an oil field.
That's the way it's gonna stay.

BAWLEY:
About the most expensive call you ever made.

Cost you a billion dollars a year
for the next 50 years.

Couldn't we have just one little itty-bitty oil well
so I could get my own private phone?

MAN [OVER RADIO]:
The Naval Secretary told a press conference...

...that the battleship Arizona
and five other warships were lost...

...in the Japanese air raid
on the naval base at Pearl Harbor...

...a fortnight ago.

He reported that 91 officers...

...and 2638 enlisted men were known dead.

Aside from the Arizona--

That only makes me realize
that I'm losing you.

GROUP [SINGING]:
Round yon virgin mother and child

Holy infant so tender and mild

Sleep in heavenly peace

[MAN SCATS]

GROUP: Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the way

Oh, what fun it is to ride
In a one-horse open sleigh, hey

Jingle bells, jingle bells

[GROUP CHATTERING]

-Here they are.
-Hello.

-Come on down.
LUZ: When did you two sneak in?

JORDY:
The honeymooners.

WHITESIDE:
Running off and getting married like that.

Boy, you're gonna get it.
You know Mom wanted a big wedding.

Now, that's not true, Luz.

Oh, darling.

Well, not quite true.

WHITESIDE:
Come down here and face the jury.

Come on down, darling.

Howdy. Merry Christmas.

See what your mama and papa brought you
from Dallas.

[ALL CHATTERING]

LUZ: Oh, lucky you!
JUDY: Isn't that beautiful?

LUZ: Oh, Judy.
JUDY: Look at that.

Thank you, Mother.

Well.

POLO:
We came for you to see Angel.

He's the first soldier from Reata.

-Merry Christmas, Polo.
ALL: Merry Christmas.

LESLIE:
My.

Isn't he a fine-looking soldier?

Oh, just a minute.

Merry Christmas, Angel.

ANGEL JR.:
Thank you.

Today the wish of all of us
is that the war ends quickly...

...and that you, Angel,
return safely to Reata...

...and to all of those
who love you very much.

BAWLEY:
I'll drink a toast to that with anything in force.

Come on now, and open it.

[CHATTERING]

[GIRLS LAUGHING]

-Hello, Dr. Guerra.
-Hello, Dr. Benedict.

Just a little premature.

Oh, I know, it takes time.

-Oh, Jordan, this is Juana.
-Hello.

She's been training out at the hospital.

[ELECTRICITY POPS]

Oh.

Must be that darn north wind static
or something. Ha, ha.

GUERRA: Don't tell me that you haven't learned
that dry wind, friction and a heavy carpet...

...are not the only means of creating electricity
between human beings.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

GUERRA: How are you?
LESLIE: Oh, Dr. Guerra.

[CHATTERING]

-Thank you.
GUERRA: Adiós, Angel.

Hey, Angel?

Can't you hang around
and give me the lowdown on what it's like?

-See y'all.
-See you later, Pinky.

GUERRA:
Juana?

-Oh. Very nice meeting you.
-Nice meeting you.

-Goodbye, doctor.
GUERRA: Adiós.

-Boys, let's get us some Christmas cheer.
-You talked me into it.

WHITESIDE:
I'll go for that.

I was afraid we were going to have
a mighty dry Christmas.

[ALL CHUCKLE]

I'm going to drink a toast
to the two young men of Reata.

My two sons.

Jordy...

...and Robert.

Thank you, Mr. Benedict.

Ah.

Better take it easy on the bourbon, Dad.

It's not good for you.

I'm not kidding you.

Certainly hate to see Angel go.

BICK:
That boy is the best dang man on the place.

Now that you've finished college,
it's time for you to take your place here...

...and produce beef for the war.

They need doctors, Dad.
They need doctors in war too.

I'm going to finish medical school if I can.

You are being bullheaded.

I never would be any good
running this place.

Any man on Reata can do it better.

Jordy, you're the one...

...with a responsibility to Reata.

Your blood pressure's going up
just while we're talking here.

Now, please, Papa, it isn't good for you.
Just relax.

Don't you get fresh with me.

We're talking.

Yes, I heard.

It's Christmas morning.

Isn't this something
that could be discussed tomorrow?

There's nothing to discuss.

When I come home,
I'm gonna work with Dr. Guerra in Vientecito.

I love Texas as much as you do, Dad,
and I want to work here.

I just want to work
in a different way, that's all.

Come on, Jordy.

BICK:
Work with Guerra.

[MUTTERS IN SPANISH]

Here's to you, Mr. Benedict.

You look beat, Mr. Benedict.

Here's to you. It's pretty good stuff.

You make that yourself?

Make it every year.

My Christmas special.

No, sir, I mean the liquor.

Do you make the liquor yourself?

If you don't, it's about the only thing
you don't produce on Reata yourself.

Say, boy.

Come over here and sit down.
I got some serious talk to make with you.

I've been watching you pretty close
for a lot of years.

You're a ranchman.

And you're smart.

You're wondering why I'm talking to you.

Bob Dace...

...look me right in the eye.

You could never be anything but a rancher.
Could you?

-No, sir.
-That's my boy.

But somebody else thinks I could.

Not Judy. Not my Judy.

-No, sir, it's not Judy.
-Who?

President Roosevelt.

Listen to this.

"To Robert Haskell Dace:

Greetings from the president
of the United States."

Let me see that.

"You are hereby notified to report...

...on December 28th, 5 a.m., for induction."

[BICK GRUNTS]

Well, it don't matter.

Your draft board won't let you
leave this place.

They'll make you stay.
This is just as important as carrying a gun.

I appreciate your confidence, sir, but....

Well, this is one thing
that I'm not gonna try to get out of.

Fine. Heh.

Have it your way. You might as well.

Everybody else does around here.

Well, I'll show you
my heart's in the right place.

When you come back
and this fracas is over with...

...the job's yours.

It'll be waiting for you.

I couldn't take it, sir.

Papa, Bob and I have planned.

We want a place just our own.

BICK:
You....

You crazy kids, you.

Can you imagine
you'll ever have anything like this?

-Like Reata?
-Gosh, no, sir. We just want a little place.

Just a little place, Daddy, that will allow us time
for experimentation and progress.

You see, sir, well, big stuff is old stuff now.

"Big stuff is old stuff"?

Daddy, Bob didn't mean to upset you.

He just wants to be honest, that's all.

We just want something little
that's our own, that's all.

Just ours. You see, Dad?

Yeah, honey. I see.

See you, Daddy.

BOB:
Hey, Angel, come on.

BICK:
Keeping it together all my life for them.

I battled in mesquite, dust, wind...

...keeping it big.

And for who?

I might just as well give it back
to the dirt-eating Comanches.

That's the Christmas spirit.
Give it all back to the poor old Indians.

Don't tell me, I know.

You're Jett Rink.

-You're Judy?
LUZ: No, I'm Luz.

JETT:
Oh. Luz Benedict.

LUZ:
Ha, ha. That I am. Come on in.

[ELECTRICITY POPS
AND JETT & LUZ LAUGH]

LUZ:
Dad's over at the bar.

Feel free, it's Christmas. Everybody gets one.

Christmas?

I thought that was next week.

-Somebody ought to have told me about that.
-Ha, ha.

Christmas greetings
from Mr. Jetexas himself.

Hello, Bick.

Oh.

Sit down.

I guess Christmas is just about as good a day
as any to talk a little business.

Run along, Luz.

We got business to talk about.

Bye, now.

Bye, Mr. Rink.

Everybody calls me Jett, honey.

Bye-bye.

What's on your mind?

The country needs petroleum.

I'm going to Washington, Bick.

The reason I'm going,
and the reason I'm here, is oil.

I figured.

Want to talk a little business?

I'm ready.

Seems like every time we made a deal,
me and you...

...it just turned out pretty lucky...

...for somebody.

You know, all this oil around here
hasn't made a lot of difference.

We live pretty much the way
we always have here at Reata.

-Mm-hm. Just like we Benedicts found it.
-Yeah.

Bick...

...Lord was good to you, setting that
concrete pool right down in your own yard.

Hey, come on in. Ha, ha.

Oh, not now, Luz.

Well, it's good for the young folks.

We'd have made improvements around here,
oil or no oil.

Now, Bick, that 27.5 percent tax exemption
on oil helped out some, didn't it?

-Bale, I'll tell you what old Pinky thinks.
-What?

That oil tax exemption is the best thing
to hit Texas since we whupped Geronimo.

Yahoo!

[LUZ SHRIEKS]

One of the finest laws
ever passed in Washington.

All joking aside, Bick...

...Bale and I are not adverse
to accepting a share of the credit for it.

Not at all.

How about an exemption
for depreciation of first-class brains, senator?

BICK:
Whose? Yours?

My father's, for instance.

He spent his life saving other people's lives.

How about some tax exemption there?

Leslie's always been real sharp-talking,
hasn't she, Bick?

Fair enough, judge.
You've always been smooth enough for two.

PRIEST:
Do you take each other for better or for worse...

...for richer or for poorer...

...in sickness and in health, until death?

Jordan Benedict...

...wilt thou take Juana Villalobos,
here present...

...for your lawful wife...

...according to the rite
of our holy mother, the Church?

I will.

PRIEST:
Juana Villalobos...

...wilt thou take Jordan Benedict,
here present...

...for your lawful husband...

...according to the rite
of our holy mother, the Church?

I will.

PRIEST:
Join your hands and kneel down.

[BAND PLAYING
"THE EYES OF TEXAS ARE UPON YOU"]

[CHATTERING]

[SHRIEKS]

CALLER [SINGING]:
Turn right back and then go along

The lady in the front and the gent follow along

Now you're home and now you swing
Round and round with a pretty little thing

On the corner with the old left hand
It's a right to your honey and a right, now round

Hurry up, Grandpa, can't you see
You ain't as spry as you used to be

Barbed-wire gates and a great big date
Promenade round or you're gonna get sprayed

Now the gals to the center and back to the bar
And the gents to the center with a right-hand star

Now back to the left and not too far

Greet your honey, pass her by
Pick up the next gal on the sly

Now the gals go in with a full turn round
Like a jaybird walking on the frozen ground

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Now the men go in with a full turn round
Like a scared little rabbit chased by a hound

Spread that star way out wide
Let's do-si-do on every side

Do-si-high and do-si-low
Just turn around and here we go

Gals to the center and back to the bar
The gents to the center with a right-hand star

Now back to the left and not too far

Greet your honey, pass her by
Pick up the next gal on the sly

Yeehaw!

Now the gals go in with a full turn round
Like a jaybird walking on the frozen ground

Yahoo!

Now the men go in with a full turn round
Like a scared little rabbit chased by a hound

[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

CALLER: Spread that star way out wide
Let's do-si-do on every side

What did they say?

Gals to the center and back to the bar
And the gents--

Friends and neighbors, uh...

...I want you all to meet my wife.

-This is Mrs. Jordan Benedict III.
MAN: Well, congratulations.

WOMAN:
Congratulations.

[CROWD CHATTERING]

He was the first Reata baby
I ever saw.

I remember it as if it were yesterday
when I picked him up.

He had a fever.

I didn't think he was
going to live the day out.

[PRIEST & MOURNERS PRAYING
IN SPANISH]

On behalf of the United States Army...

...I am proud to present to you
the flag of our nation...

...which your son defended so gallantly.

[CRYING]

[GUNSHOT]

CHOIR [SINGING]:
Oh, say, can you see

By the dawn's early light

What so proudly we hailed

At the twilight's last gleaming?

Whose broad stripes and bright stars

Through the perilous fight

O'er the ramparts we watched

Were so gallantly streaming?

And the rocket's red glare

The bombs bursting in air

Gave proof through the night

That our flag was still there

Oh, say does that star-spangled....

[CRYING]

LUZ: Everyone,
just everyone in the world's gonna be there.

I'm gonna fly up to Dallas
and I'm going to Neiman's.

I'm gonna buy myself
a sort of a starlight-white evening dress.

Very plain and simple, and deadly.

Before you get so elaborately simple,
you'd better hear what your father has to say.

We're certainly going. I promised Jett.

Jett. What are you talking about?

He likes me. He likes my family too.

He's always talking about you.

[LESLIE SIGHS]

My dear, darling Luz.

If I didn't know you had a Benedict head
on those immature shoulders...

...I'd prescribe a good spanking.

Oh, he's dreamy.

Ask the Snythe girls. Ask anyone.

He's just a rough diamond.

He's a rough rhinestone,
and he's old enough to be your father.

-What are you six evil men up to now?
-Oh, honey.

It's a coronation.
Old Jett's fixing to get himself crowned king.

Gotta have 10 million to be on the list.

All the most important people in the country
will be there.

A coast-to-coast broadcast.
Jett's gonna make a magnificent speech.

I know. Ha, ha. I'm gonna write it for him.

It'll be heard across the nation
by everyone.

BICK: Eliminating one.
-Yeah?

-That's me.
-Good.

BAWLEY:
Hooray!

You stay away, you'll be the only folks
in Texas who ain't there.

BICK: I suppose you're right.
-You're roped in with the herd.

You'll be dancing to Jett's fiddles
just like all the rest of them.

Well, if we go, then we'll do it right.

We're oil rich just like the rest of them...

...so we'll go like the rest of them,
only better.

-Now you're talking like my father.
BICK: The old Benedict spirit.

Set up one of your grand weekends.

Invite everybody.
We'll take them down there with us.

We'll show that so-and-so who's top people
around this part of the country.

I'll even buy that four-engine Douglas.

You can fly in some orchids from Hawaii.

We'll load up our party,
buzz in low on top of that building...

...shake the tiles right off that hotel roof.

[BICK MIMICS AIRPLANE BUZZING]

[CHATTERING]

[PLAYING "THE EYES OF TEXAS
ARE UPON YOU"]

[CROWD CHEERING]

Oh, there's Lola Lane.

-I'll bet even Hollywood isn't so exciting.
-Isn't it something?

It's perfectly fabulous.

Jett's always trying to do things bigger
and spend more money than anybody else.

I can't wait to meet him. What does he do?

BAWLEY:
To some he's just a no-good so-and-so.

Cars for the Benedict party.

There he is.

There's the emperor himself.

[BICK CHUCKLES]

Hey, isn't this terrific? Look at Luz.
She's queen of the parade.

You didn't tell me.

You know about this, Leslie?

No, I didn't.

Oh, Lord.

My daughter, queen of Jett Rink Day.
What is this?

I don't know, Jordan.

She's done things before I haven't gone
along with, but this-- She's never been sneaky.

It's not exactly sneaky, Jordan,
appearing in a parade.

BICK:
Don't try to be funny.

LESLIE:
I'm not. I'm just as upset as you are.

I just know that Luz is intelligent enough
not to be imposed on by anyone.

Give me the desk.

This is Bick Benedict.
Did my daughter Luz Benedict come in yet?

Now, get this.
As soon as she comes in, have her call me.

Say, Luz....

You know what I think I'll do?

Hmm?

I'm gonna keep it just like this.

I'll keep all those people, send them home.

I'm not even gonna open up this place.

Some girls might like a hotel
all to themselves.

Me, I like company, Jett.
I like lots of people.

Well, all right. All right.

You want lots of people?

I don't see any problem there.

Honey...

...if there's anything you want...

...you just say it and you've got it.

All right, I'd like a Coke.

Whew. Ha, ha.

Oh, now, that's impossible.
That's just impossible.

You know as well as I do, Cokes are taboo.
All soft drinks.

[LUZ LAUGHS]

You make the rules.

I make the rules.

You like things your own way,
don't you, Jett?

Let me ask you something.

Do you like things your way?

Not very many people have things their way,
do they?

I don't get them my way very often.

Nope.

And you won't either,
until you get married...

...get your man to give you what you want
when you want it.

So?

So if I was you,
I'd start thinking about getting married.

Well, that's an idea.

You looked like a queen
in that parade today.

That was my job.

It's just what you are...

...Luz Benedict Il.

You know, you could be the head lady
of this part of the whole country.

If you wanted to. lf you married right.
If you married the right man.

[LUZ CHUCKLES]

Hmm, that's a sweet idea.

Why don't I just announce it tonight...

...all them thousands of people out there
just sitting, listening?

[JETT CHUCKLES]

The whole of Texas.

[JETT LAUGHS]

Boy, wouldn't that blow the roof off?

[JETT LAUGHING]

Jett, tell me something.

Hmm?

-Is this a proposal?
-Does it sound like one?

[LUZ LAUGHS]

Oh, after a fashion, but not quite.

What do you want me to say? You want me
to say something you can laugh at?

No.

What I wanted to say
is I think you're a wonderful girl.

And I do think you're beautiful,
and I think....

You're fascinating to me,
and I've always been looking...

...for a girl like you.

[CHUCKLES]

That sure would blow the roof off,
wouldn't it?

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

Hey, you've got a long way to go tonight.

Look, I'm very flattered. Any girl would be.

Oh.

You be a good boy, now.

I'll see you later.

I hope the storm
doesn't louse up your party, Mr. Rink.

JETT: Slip-up, boy. I just forgot
to order the right kind of weather.

MAN:
I heard a twister hit Waco.

[CHATTERING]

[GUARD & JUANA SPEAKING IN SPANISH]

What's the matter?
Can't you talk United States?

You're talking to my wife.

My name's Benedict, Jordan Benedict,
if that means anything to you.

Okay, Mr. Benedict.
I was just following orders.

Mr. Rink said he'd have my neck
if I let any wrong people in.

-Benedict. Jordan Benedict.
-Registering, please.

You Benedicts are all close together.
They've got the Coronado Suite.

You're in the Fernando Suite.

I'm a mess. I must go to the beauty parlor.

You run for it before they close.

ANNOUNCER [OVER PA]: The grand opening
of the Jett Rink Airport and Emperador Hotel...

...is the latest milestone
in the dramatic life of this virile son of Texas.

Virile so-and-so.

Howdy, everybody.

[ALL CHATTERING]

Hi, Adarene.

-About time you got here.
-Where's Pinky, the old bat?

Fernando Suite for Mr. Benedict, please.

WOMAN [OVER PHONE]: Beauty salon.
-Can you take me?

Yes, if you can come right along.

Ha, ha. Thank goodness. I'll be right in.

-Who's calling, please?
-Mrs. Benedict.

-You come right along, Mrs. Benedict.
-Ha, ha. Thank you.

-Bawley.
-Yo.

Keep everybody freshened up.
We'll be with you quick.

We're anxious to see old Jett
come out of that chute.

Yeehaw!

Why couldn't they ride with us
the way other people's kids do?

No, Luz had to fly her own plane,
and Jordy and Juana had to drive.

Thank you.

JUANA:
Anybody here?

We're all booked up.

JUANA:
I just called. I'm Mrs. Benedict.

I'm sorry, but we're busy.

I wait a little.

LESLIE:
They're driving. It takes time.

BICK:
Oh, I know it takes time, I know it.

I made the trip myself 400 times.

But don't worry about the children.

Their behavior is odd,
but their manners are beautiful.

Now, listen here, boy.
I've taken just about enough of this from you.

I didn't want to come in the first place.

I wouldn't be here
unless you'd let them bully you into it.

Now, for heaven's sakes,
let's make the best of it.

If you'll cool down, go on shaving,
and finish dressing, I'll go down with you.

Otherwise, you can go alone.

You know, honey...

...you're awful cute when you get riled.

-Hello, Mr. Benedict.
-Hello, Uncle Bawley.

Hey, Jordy.

You better hurry on in there.
Your ma and pa are sure having a battle. Whew.

-Hello, honey.
-Well, where have you been?

We got tied up in traffic in town.

-Where's Juana?
-She's in the beauty parlor.

LESLIE: Here, darling. Hello, sweetheart.
-Where's Lupe?

He's all right. He just didn't get his nap.

[BABIES CRYING]

BOB:
How's my child, Grandpa Benedict?

JUDY:
Is that Judy crying?

[CHATTERING]

LOLA: Oh, I hope I'm not too late.
-Not too, come right in.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yeah?

Oh, hello, Juana. Yeah, he's here.

Jordy, it's for you.

Yes, dear?

Well, you stay right there, honey.
I'm coming right down.

Don't you folks wait on us. We'll catch up.

Son, you're way behind.

Howdy, everybody. Look who we found.

Well, there you are.

We were getting worried.

Say, you'd better get dressed, Jett.

Oh, yeah.

You wanted me to go over the speech
with you too.

Come on, we better hurry.

Well, I'm sorry,
but it happens to be Mr. Jett Rink's orders.

And I'm just working here.

It's everybody's orders. Same all over town.

The young lady should've gone
to a place where they do her people.

Well, if it isn't the queen herself.

Hi. You having fun?

We're making out. How you doing?

Good. Where are they, Mom and Dad?

Don't trifle with your luck.

There you are.

Oh, you want to talk to me, Dad?

Yes, if you can spare me a few moments
of your time, I'd like to talk to you.

LUZ: Oh, Dad, must we now?
-Yes.

We must hurry if we're gonna be on time
for the grand entrance.

Oh, Luz, darling, you look just beautiful.

Uncle Bawley, help me round everybody up.

I'm sorry I'm so late.

All right, people. Hyah, hyah, hyah!

[THUNDER CRASHING]

BAWLEY:
Hyah, hyah, hyah!

Hyah, hyah, hyah!

Get along, there.

There's a clause here....

Did some of you boys change this?

Lord, man, no.
We haven't changed a single comma.

Changes tend to throw you.

"Columbus discovered only the shell
of this country.

-Agassiz came and discovered fossil--"
-Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Members only.

Where's Rink?

He went that way.

[CROWD HOOTING AND CHATTERING]

Looks like I just come in for a root beer.
Ha-ha-ha.

COMEDIAN:
That, my friend, is a Texas rain.

[COMEDIAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

Hey, Bick. What you doing sitting up there?
Come on, sit at our table, boy.

--the Texan said, "Paul Revere?

Oh, yeah, ain't he the fella
that had to ride for help?"

[CROWD LAUGHING AND CHEERING]

COMEDIAN:
In just a few moments...

...Mr. Rink himself
will be here at the microphone.

Come on, let's go.

Jordy smashed up the beauty parlor.

-He's looking for.
-What?

Where we have our hair done.

Jordy's looking for Jett to fight him,
says it was his orders.

-Why?
-Juana. The girl said they didn't take wetbacks.

--of our entire country.
Thank you, Congressman Bale Clinch.

[CROWD APPLAUDING]

[BAND PLAYING
"THE EYES OF TEXAS ARE UPON YOU"]

CHORUS [SINGING]:
The eyes of Texas are upon you

You cannot get away

Do not think you can escape them

At night or early in the morn

The eyes of Texas are upon you

Till Gabriel blows his horn

The eyes of Texas are upon you

Stay here, honey. I'll be right back.

CHORUS:
All the livelong day

The eyes of Texas are upon you

You cannot get away

JETT: Is this young Benedict?
-You invited me down here to insult my wife.

And you're gonna answer for it.

Aren't you the one who married a squaw?

What's the matter?
Ain't you having a good time?

Get them up, Rink.
Everybody knows you got this coming to you.

-Jordy, no.
-Get them up, Rink. Let go of me.

[JORDY GRUNTING]

[CROWD GASPS]

You want it now, in front of everybody...

...or you want to come outside?

I don't care much...

...whether it's here or outside...

...so long as I get one punch
at that stuck-up face of yours.

Sit down, sit down.

Heh, heh.
Governor, how are you this evening?

NORTH:
Fine.

And now to introduce our guest of honor...

...we hear from a man known
from the rocky coast of Maine...

...to the Golden Gate in California.

Ladies and gentlemen...

...our own Senator Oliver Whiteside.

[CROWD APPLAUDING]

[WHITESIDE CLEARS THROAT]

Mr. Toastmaster...

...Governor North...

...ladies and gentlemen....

[MEOWS]

WHITESIDE: The eyes of the entire nation
are on us tonight...

...as we gather here to honor them....

[WHITESIDE SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]

BICK:
Get them up.

You had this coming to you for a long time.

WHITESIDE:
Texas has been kind to Jett Rink...

...and is ever ready....

BICK:
You're gonna get what you gave my boy.

Get them up. Get them up!

WHITESIDE:
--proud, friendly...

...warm-hearted, successful.

Yes, successful, I am sure...

...beyond his wildest dreams.

But Jett Rink
has never lost the common touch.

You ain't even worth hitting.

Jett, you want to know something true?

You're all through.

WHITESIDE: --all old friends
who have known him and loved him...

...since boyhood.

WHITESIDE:
Dear friends...

[GLASS BREAKING]

...I'm going to ask you to come
with me tonight...

...as I turn back the pages
in my book of happy memories...

...and I recall the first time
I saw young Jett Rink.

-Where's the boy?
LESLIE: He went upstairs.

Come on, let's get out of here.

LESLIE: I'll go get Luz.
-Hurry up.

WHITESIDE:
--moves the sand of glorious....

Luz, we're leaving.

WHITESIDE: --in his face shone that light...
-Would you excuse me, please?

WHITESIDE:
--that destiny always uses....

The years pass quickly,
as the years have a way of doing.

And now I see Jett Rink as a young man....

[BOTTLE BREAKS]

WHITESIDE:
--afraid of neither opposition nor hard work...

...his eyes set on a far distant goal
towards which he's ever working...

...learning, striving.

And now we come to Jett Rink, the man.

Texas has been kind to Jett Rink.

And Jett, never forgetting this kindness...

...is ever ready to devote his resources...

...to the greater glory of the state
which reared him...

...and which, in turn,
does honor to him tonight...

...in this great gathering here present.

And now, my friends, here...

...and to the many thousands of you
listening across the nation...

...I have the privilege...

...yes, I have the great honor...

...to introduce a legend in his own time...

...a great Texan...

...an outstanding American...

...yes, my friends, a man.

I give to you Jett Rink.

[BAND PLAYING
"THE EYES OF TEXAS ARE UPON YOU"]

CHORUS [SINGING]:
All the livelong day

The eyes of Texas are upon you

You cannot get away

Do not think you can escape them

At night or early in the morn

The eyes of Texas are upon you

JORDY:
Well, you can count on me.

[JUANA HUMMING LULLABY]

All right, then. Goodbye.

How bad?

It hit pretty hard in Vientecito.

Dr. Guerra set up an auxiliary hospital.
He needs help. I better get down there.

You'll make better time
if you wait till first light and fly.

I don't relish the idea of spending the night
under Jett's roof.

Me too.

If it weren't for transporting this circus,
we'd all hightail it out of here.

[LUPE SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

I hope she don't let this
upset her too much...

...this business tonight.

It's just one of those things.

Best thing to do is forget about it.

Yeah. Well, go ahead. You forget it.

Me, I'm gonna remember it.

Now, look, Jordy.

Take it easy.

We've had just about enough excitement
around here for one night.

-Yeah, I guess so.
-Sure.

You've always had a mind of your own,
and you've always used it.

Done things pretty near your own way.

You knew what you was doing
when you married in that direction.

I told you myself the morning
after you broke the news. Remember?

I told you then that I knew
Juana was a mighty-fine little gal...

...but when you and she got married,
you was asking for trouble. Remember?

I told you that.

Lots of folks in this part of the country
are pretty jumpy about that sort of thing.

-Jett's only one of them.
-I know those people.

Just leave them to heaven. We're doing fine.

Look, Papa, if I'm concerned, it has to do
with the people that ought to know better.

Like my own father.

-Hmm?
-Just the simple truth, that's you.

That's the way you think.

Oh, good Lord, I don't care about Jett Rink.

But you, Papa, that's different.

Now, you look here, Jordy.

You can't talk to me like that.

Why, Lord, no man can.

I'm a fair man, and I've been fair all my life,
with everybody.

And you, my own son, can't sit there
and tell me that I'm not a fair man.

Look, Jordy...

...there's ways of living and there's ways
of doing things that folks abide by...

...when they want to live right and happily
in comfort with their own people.

And I always say Juana's
a mighty-fine little gal, but--

Don't sit there and prove what I say!
I don't like to hear you do it.

Dang it, boy, you're not being fair.

When that ruckus started down there tonight,
who went after Rink?

Your old man.

Who took him to count? Your old man.

-And why?
-Why? Because I--

-Because of my wife?
-Yes.

No. No, because your son...

...Jordan Benedict, descendant
of the long, proud line of Reata...

...got knocked right flat on his back
in front of all Texas. That's why.

Now, look, Papa.

Just forget it. Don't worry yourself about it.

Look, Mama,
I guess you made a big mistake...

...when you got yourself mixed up
with us rowdy Texans.

LUZ: Well, I'm shocked at you,
and I'm shocked at all of us.

I'm just so ashamed.

I'll never be able to forget the sight of
my brother barging into the grand ballroom...

...disgracing us.
Then my father had to make it a bigger brawl.

I don't know when I'll be able to face people.

JORDY:
Keep seeing Jett, you won't have to face me.

LESLIE:
Children.

Well, how about that, anyway, Mama?

LESLIE:
I haven't been asked.

It seems that my family
just can't tolerate his success.

-My darling Luz.
-Well, tonight meant a lot to Jett.

Really, I know.

If I only knew how to apologize to him,
I'd go to him now.

I can't face all those people.

The party's over. They've all gone home.

All?

He passed out like a light
in front of the whole crowd.

-Oh, no.
-That's what we heard, Luz.

Well, he must have been ill.

Weak with shame or something.

He was plain drunk, if you'll forgive me.

I don't believe you.

Party broke up early,
but not a minute too soon.

Give me Mr. Rink's penthouse, please.
Luz Benedict.

You are not going up there, Luz,
if I have to sit on you.

Well, it's important.
Do you know where he is?

Luz, it's not like you
to make a fool of yourself.

I know where he is, honey.

Come along with your Uncle Bawley.

LESLIE:
All right, Luz.

If you must go.

I must.

I've always held a strange power
over your mother.

I'm sorry, Mother.

What do you say, dollface?

About ready to come along
with your old pal now?

It's time we hit the hay.

[JETT MUMBLING INTO MICROPHONE]

I give up.

-Can we go to work now?
-Leave him alone.

He owns the place. Let him enjoy it.

[JETT MUMBLES]

JETT:
Shut up!

[GRUNTING]

[SLURRING]
Ladies and gents....

Ladies and gentlemen,
distinguished guests.

I just want to count the blessings...

...that this great domain has bestowed
upon her humble son.

My friends...

...this is a man.

Old Mother Texas.

What did she give to me?

Not a goldarn thing.

You gotta work and sweat
and steal it from her.

But I got mine...

...right out of the ground.

Poor Jett...

...fighting for what is good.

Lucky.

Lucky for Bick Benedict...

...her husband.

[CRYING]

Poor Jett.

Poor, pretty Leslie.

Pretty Leslie.

Pretty Leslie, wonderful, beautiful girl-bride.

Poor boy.

Rich...

...rich Mrs. Benedict.

She's beautiful.

Lovely.

The woman a man wants.

The woman a man's gotta have too.

LUZ:
Thank you, Uncle Bawley.

Governor.

You know what you can do.

LESLIE, JUANA & BICK [SINGING]:
Down Mexico way

That's where I fell in love

When stars above came out

[HORN HONKING]

-Just as soon as it lands, I'm gonna sell it.
-Good.

This is for me, boy. The simple life.

No more of this highflying nonsense.

[SPORTS CAR HORN HONKS]

Say, Juana, how does a hamburger
and a piece of pie sound to you?

-Sounds very good.
-A what?

No more of this highfalutin stuff.

Let's stop in up here
and have us some chicken.

Then we can eat it with our fingers.

-Over here, honey?
BICK: Yeah.

-Howdy, folks.
LESLIE: Good afternoon.

Howdy.

Nice place you have here.
Been intending to stop...

-...every time I drove by.
-Thank you.

What do you recommend, landlord?
How's fried chicken?

Little Jordy wants ice cream, Grandpa.

Grandpa.

Ice cream it shall be.

Give the little fellow some ice cream.

Ice cream?
I thought that kid would want a tamale.

All right, sweetheart,
give them what they want.

What do you say, Juana?
It's all right, isn't it?

-It's good.
BICK: Yes, sirree.

After all that fancy food and high living,
this is the life.

SARGE:
Hey, you.

Now, let's see, the big plane should be arriving
in Benedict around 1:30.

[SPEAKS IN SPANISH]

You're in the wrong place, amigo.

Come on, let's get out of here.
Vamoose, ándale.

Your money's no good here.

Come on, let's go.

-You too.
-Hold on a minute.

SARGE:
Yes? What do you want?

Now, look here, Sarge.

I'd sure appreciate it
if you were a little more polite to these people.

SARGE:
Oh, you would, would you?

I'm Bick Benedict.
Your neighbor, you might say.

SARGE:
Does that give you special privileges?

The name Benedict's meant something
to people around here for a considerable time.

That there papoose down there...

...his name Benedict too?

Yeah, come to think of it.

It is.

SARGE:
All right, forget I asked you.

Just go back and sit down,
and we ain't gonna have no trouble.

But this bunch here's
gonna eat somewheres else.

-All right, come on, let's go. You too. Sue me.
-Take your hands off him.

Now, you're out of line, mister.

[BICK PUNCHES SARGE]

[BICK GRUNTS]

Poor Daddy.

Just leave him alone!

[PLAYING "CLAIRE DE LUNE"]

Is that the best that old horse thief can do?

-He's feeling your mood. Simpatico, darling.
-Hmm.

There's a lot of clair de lune
in both of you old fire-eaters.

You're both rather gentle creatures,
you know.

How awful.

[BABIES BABBLING]

Those kids.

Look at them.

Those kids, in their infinite wisdom...

...are smarter than we are.

They know I'm a disgrace
and don't hesitate to say so, either.

[MOOS]

Sure, even the calf's got my number.

[BLEATING]

Well, I don't have to take it from a sheep.

Now, Jordan.

[PHONE RINGING]

[LESLIE GROANS]

Hello? Hello, Vashti.

Oh, we're all fine.

How'd you make it back?

Good.

-They all made it back in one piece.
-Jolly.

Well, all the guests have finally gone.

-Thank goodness.
-Thank goodness.

But more have left than we bargained for.

Luz has gone on to Hollywood with...

...Lona or Lola or whatever her name was.

She decided she'd like to see
how she liked Hollywood.

-No, we've never had one, not on this side.
-Good lord, an actress.

Well, Vashti...

...all you can do is raise them.

You can't live their lives for them.

No. Judy and Bob are out looking at a ranch.

A small one.

Yeah. Jordy and Juana
are gonna move into Vientecito.

And we, we're home minding the babies.

BAWLEY: Hey, Bick?
-Huh?

BAWLEY:
The sun's going down over the yardarm.

-When are you gonna open up the bar?
-Anytime, go ahead.

Just remember, one day,
that bourbon's gonna kill you.

Okay. It'll be me or it.

One of us has gotta go.

Oh, me?

I'm gonna stay right here.

It's coming on spring.

Roundup time is no time
to be away from Reata.

Yes, dear. Mm-hm.

Okay.

Bye-bye.

BICK: Yeah, honey, everybody's on the move.
Strays leaving the herd.

Mm.

I suppose I wouldn't mind it too much...

...if you wanted to go pack up
and go back home for a spell.

Home?

Where do you think I've been
this last breathless quarter of a century?

Home.

Look, boy, I belong here.

You really want to know
what's gotten my goat?

What, honey?

My own grandson
don't even look like one of us.

So help me, he looks like a little wetback.

-Jordan.
-Well....

Little muchacho fires up, don't he?

Well, I'm sorry, Jordan Benedict IV.

There's times a man just has to be honest.

You know something, Leslie?

There's no use for kidding, either.

I'm a failure.

Nothing just...

...turned out like I'd planned.

I just.... I just feel like my saddle's...

...turning right out from under me.

Do want to know something, Jordan?

I think you're great.

Oh, don't ask me why. There are some things
that are difficult to explain.

You know all that fine riding you used to do,
and all that fancy roping...

...and all that glamour stuff you did
to dazzle me?

Oh, it was impressive.

But none of it ever made you
quite as big a man to me...

...as you were on the floor
of Sarge's hamburger joint.

When you tumbled rearward
and landed crashing...

...into that pile of dirty dishes...

...you were at last my hero.

That's what you always wanted to be,
you know.

Could be.

When we went into that place,
before the fight started--

Oh. Oh, what a fight. It was glorious.

Before we went into that place...

...I was feeling like you are now.

I was thinking to myself:

"Well, Jordan and I...

...and all the others behind us
have been failures."

And then it happened.

You wound up on the floor, on your back...

...in the middle of the salad.

And I said to myself:

"Well, after a hundred years...

...the Benedict family...

...is a real big success."

BICK:
You want to know something, Leslie?

If I live to be 90...

...I'm never gonna be able to figure you out.