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The story of Grizzly Adams is big, powerful, beautiful.

They called me magic.

And me and my burrow number seven been traips and these slopes and valleys for a long spell.

So I know the story from the beginning.

My friend Adams was accused of a crime he didn't commit.

So he escaped into the mountains, leaving behind the only life that he ever knew.

Now that wilderness out there ain't no place for a green horn.

And his chances of surviving were mighty slim.

Where no time at all for he was beaten down, bragged, nearly star-heart.

Well, how about then he come upon a Grizzly Bear cub all alone and helpless.

Adams knew that little critter couldn't survive without his help, so he started right down that cliff, risking his own life to save it.

Now that cub took to Adams right off.

And that was when he discovered he had a special kind of way with animals.

They just come right up to him like he was a natural part of the wilderness.

But that bear cub, he was extra special.

As he grody became the best friend Adams ever had and together they became a legend.

There's a world where we don't have to run in May then. There's a time for all our own living, breathing, harmony and majesty.

Take me home, take me home.

It was a beautiful spring morning and the wildflowers was a poking their heads up for a look at the sparkling blue sky.

It looked like all the critters of the mountains had come out to say howdy to the warm morning sun.

The mountain air was like a tonic and making even the busy beavers stop for frolic.

Man, I sure hope these animals don't chew up more than they need.

And I especially don't you stop around here with that big paws of yours.

You're right. Too nice today to be working. We should be out fishing.

Especially when I got a bear with the sweet tooth for Chateau's or France.

Morning, Mary Lou. Danno. Got some berry mess there for you.

Mr. Adams!

Come on, Ben.

Robbie Cartman. How are you, son?

Howdy, Mr. Adams.

Good to see you.

What do you got in there?

Howdy, Ben. Well, that's little Ginger. She thought we were sick and I just don't know what I'll do. She doesn't get well.

Where'd you get her?

Well, last winter, Paul was out chasing one of our stray cows. We came across a little Ginger here.

She was wandering alone without her mother, so I sort of adopted her.

You're awful lucky you pog on her.

Yeah. Well, she won't play her. She won't eat her. She won't do nothing.

She'll just sit there.

The best thing we can do is get her in the cavern and get a good look at her.

You think there's anything you can do?

Well, we'll give it a try. But Ben, I'm sorry. I can't take your fishing now.

Don't be like that. If you were sick and alien, you'd like folks to take care of you.

You're borrowing to town again, huh, Robbie?

Yes, sir. Which means I can stay here with you. Well, if it's all right.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

You know what's wrong with Ginger?

No, sir.

Well, this is a sickness that happened to a lot of deer this time of year.

Is there any cure?

Yeah. Nature's real good to her critters.

There's a big bush up in Badger Pass and it's loaded with herbs.

It'll make her feel a lot better.

She's not too well-adorned in traveling.

I guess it's up to Ben and I to do it for her.

How long have you begun, Mr. Adams?

Long? Two, three hours at the most?

Now, if she gets a chill, I want you to heat this up.

I want you to put an honor.

And if you feel that she needs some food, there's some yore root in here.

You mix it up with cold water, make a mash out of it.

Give a tour whenever she needs it. Can you do that?

Yes, sir.

Okay.

Mr. Adams?

Ginger gonna be all right?

She's gonna be fine, Robert.

I was hoping you'd say that.

You take care of Ginger while I'm gone.

All right, Mr. Adams.

You're a little bit separate.

My little man.

We're not alone.

I knew that fella in the black cat for Mother Days.

Name Sam Steele, cold man, has to be a reckon because he's a bounty hunter.

And he's one of the best.

And I had an awful feeling Sam was looking for Adams.

I really wasn't worried about Adams.

For a green horn, he could take mighty good care of himself.

But seeing Steele bothered me something awful.

I better get over to Adams' cabin and tell him there's a stranger snooving around.

Come on, Ben.

We gotta go up to Badger Pass to get those birds for a little ginger.

I don't have time to visit with you now, Hawk.

I got an important business up at Badger Pass.

Now, when he tripped there, it weren't that Adams was a clumsy green horn.

It's just that he didn't want to destroy them little eggs.

So that's how come he slipped and got not cold.

Adams?

Adams?

Mr. Jack.

He's Adams here?

No, Annie with you?

No.

Then I got some powerful information for him.

Where is he?

Well, he's gone up to Badger Pass to get some herbs for a little ginger here.

Ginger?

Yeah, yes, sir.

She's my phone.

She's Adams up in the mall for Mr. Jack.

Oh, boy.

What's he doing, little fella?

I don't know.

Mr. Adams said that if she had some herbs, she'd be all right.

You can pick it for me, Robbie, if Adams says she'll be all right.

You can pick it for me, Robbie, if Adams says she'll be all right.

She'll be all right.

How long has he been been gone?

Two or three hours.

Mr. Jack?

Do you reckon something could have happened, Mr. Adams?

Well, of course not.

Now, ain't I the one that taught him everything he knows about the wilderness and how to take care of himself?

Yes, sir, but...

Oh, no.

How could I have known that poor Adams had knocked himself out cold and that faithful old man was half out of his mind with worry?

He just didn't understand what was going on.

Poor man.

Poor man.

Since he couldn't nudge Adams awake, he decided to go for help.

Now, don't you worry, Robbie.

When it starts getting dark, I'll come back here and stay with you and, Ginger.

Yes, sir.

And now you just take care of Ginger and I'll take care of finding Adams and their murs.

Thank you, Mr. Jack.

That bounty hunter Sam Steele was moving along pretty good.

From the way he was reading the tracks he had ever reasoned, I believe it wouldn't belong till he caught up with Adams.

The Adams, that friendly little coyote woke up, wasn't the mountain man that I knew.

That knock on the head had scrambled his mind, so he was a greenhorn all over again.

He was confused, scared, lost, a fear of every noise jumping a devil shagger.

All the things that I had taught him about finding trails, following streams to the river source, all those was a blank now.

What he used to know like the back of his hand was now a strange, fearful word.

He didn't know where he was or who he was.

When you don't know where you're going, and you don't know who you are, and the world keeps on turning.

Then you try to keep on learning, then you see your reflection, a face you don't know.

So who can you be, and where can you go?

Where am I?

For me, he was having trouble trying to talk to human folk again.

He was trying to tell the coma that Adams needed help, but the coma he figured that men wanted to play, and the coma just didn't have time for playing.

Well, who there, Ben, coma? Where's Adams?

Well, wherever Ben is, you're going to find Adams, or Percy Vicy, I got something I want to tell him.

What's the matter with him?

Yeah, I know, I saw him too. He's a bounty hunter. That's why I want to see Adams.

Ben, hey, Ben, what are you doing anyway? Ben?

Mmm. He's still alive. Father's chukam. Well, then, maybe we better fire him.

Poor Adams. He was still lost, but now he was plumb-tucked out and hungry. Powerful hungry.

Adams was so bad off, he didn't even remember which berries were for eating and which ones wasn't.

His mouth was watering for that fish, but he just couldn't figure out how to catch it without a pole and a line and a hook.

Ben was making a B line for somewhere, and from the way he was moving, he was in a powerful hurry to get there.

Me and the coma were looking for sign of that bounty hunter, but so far we hadn't spotted any of his tracks.

Looked like we'd come to the end of the line. Whatever happened to Adams happened right here.

I know this is where you left him, Ben, but he ain't here now.

Errrr. You know, there are times when I wish you was a little bit more human so you could talk, mmm. Like right now.

Errr. He fell here all right, but he couldn't have hurt himself bad. Which way do you say he went?

We better try to find him before that bounty hunter gets lucky.

Come on, Ben, let's go find him.

Errrrr.

Come on, Ginger. Please eat some of this mash.

Mr. Adams says he'll help you feel a lot better.

Well, he should be coming back soon. He ought to be back by now.

Errrr.

Now, a mighty strange thing was happening to Adams. Maybe my teaching was better than I thought, because he was starting to remember how to do things.

And somewhere, stored away in the back of that mine to his was an old Indian trick that I had taught him.

How to use a Flintstone to start a fire.

There will be no way I'd let you know.

No problem.

But that's of Tinker Road to Ar Fej Falley.

Applause.

He was remembering how to spear fish and how to build a lead to his protection against

the knife.

Whatever happened to Adams back there on the trail of the bend, it hadn't stopped his

instinct for staying alive.

He'd come into these mountains of Greenhorn and learn things the hard way.

Now that learning was saving his life.

He didn't know how he had learned to fish the Indian way or how to find Flintstones to

make a fire.

But somehow he just did these things as natural as breathing.

No bend, we can't hunt anymore today.

It's going to be dark pretty soon.

I gotta get back and take care of Robbie.

By the way, I'll go take care of my set of wood.

Oh, John, you show.

Well, I can move fast at night too.

Just as fast as you.

You get.

Well, I guess that's set of fat.

Ben's going to go look after Robbie.

The same steel as a figure in how he could take care of Adams.

Don't you worry, Noginger.

Something must have happened to Mr. Adams.

But don't you worry, he'll be back.

Before morning, I'll stay up watching you all night.

Mr. Adams?

Mr. Adams?

I know you'd be back.

Ben?

Where's Mr. Adams?

Isn't he with you?

Oh, so Mr. Jackson, you're back to stay here with me.

Well, I'm awful glad you're here, Ben.

Maybe you can help me put Ginger to bed.

I always say, Piers, Ben.

Thanks, Ben.

Two Piers are better than one.

Dear Lord, help, Nokoma and Mr. Jack.

Please help little Ginger make it through the night.

And dear Lord, watch out for Mr. Adams,

because I've got a strange feeling

he's going to need your help.

When Ben woke in the morning, he looked around.

His friend Adams was missing.

Lulu Robbie was there all right, but not Adams.

So Ben decided to go outside and take a look around.

Now, I know some folks think animals can't talk,

but take it from a mountain and they sure know how to make their thoughts known to one

another because, well, there was Ben telling his animal friends that their friend Adams

was in deep trouble and needed their help.

Well, good morning, Ben.

How's Robbie?

And the little critter?

Despite anything?

Ben, you stay here and look after number seven.

That bounty hunter had come further than I have figured.

Then reward poster on Adams read dead or alive, and while Sam Steele looked like the sort who

wouldn't care which way he brought Adams back.

When Adams woke up the next morning, he was still lost and scared.

When you wake up this morning to a brand new day, there's a hole for tomorrow that you

can find your way.

And the love that's within you will surely grow for loving and caring is all that you

know.

These mountains that Adams once loathed so much now seemed like his enemies.

Like jailers locking him in the walls of a giant prison, a prison, he thought he could

never bust out of.

Good morning.

You're lucky.

At least you know who you are.

That bounty hunter spotted Hawk.

He figured it was just another bird in the forest.

Besides he was only interested in finding Adams.

He said Adams had to be around here someplace and he was right.

When Joshua showed up, that bounty hunter was looking at the reward poster to make sure

that the man he had just seen really was Adams.

When Joshua seen him take a name with that rifle, he knew he'd better do something and

do it fast.

Of course that bounty hunter had no way of connecting Joshua with Adams.

Now it was Hawk's turn to do what he could to protect Adams.

His name steel was mighty frustrated by what he considered just plum bad luck.

The coma.

We'd just been going around in circles.

Adams is probably doing the same thing.

I got an ID.

I'm going to build a smoke fire.

What's up here?

Well, Adams got to be tired and hungry.

Maybe he'll see it and come in.

Look, busheak.

Bounty hunter?

We'll just have to take that chance.

Let's hope Adams comes in before the bounty hunter sees you.

Now while I'm building the fire, why don't you and Ben there circle around?

Maybe you can flush Adams out.

This warm summer sun ought to help you.

Mr. Adams should be coming in pretty soon because he knows we need him.

Oh, like you need me.

Want to know a secret ginger?

I need you too.

Adams was so hungry he was looking for just about anything to make a decent meal out of.

I'm sorry.

I don't know what's wrong with me.

I feel like I've been here before.

I feel like a birdie who knows who I am.

It's got to be the way out of here.

Mary, Lou and Danel must have had a touch of bloodown in them because they were able to

smell out Adams even before Ben could.

Adams, well he didn't remember them at all.

Steel had picked up Adams trail once more.

He was close and he knew it.

As far as Sam Steele was concerned, Mary, Lou and Danel was just a couple of skunks.

But they did what Skunks do once again Adams' animal friends had saved his life as Sam

Steele was washing more than just to send a failure off of himself.

My fire had smoked out Adams all right and it looked like my plan was working.

But I never expected that to work out the way it did.

Hey, Adams!

We're in the fire nation you've been.

We've been looking all over for you.

What's the matter?

Hope you recognize your old friends?

I knew the smell of old Mad Jack's coffee would bring you a runner.

Now see what you did here.

Let me give you a hand.

Give me a hand.

Here we go.

Wait a minute.

Adam!

It's Nacoma!

Help!

Ben!

I got Adam!

Don't let him touch Ben!

Don't shoot that's Ben!

Ben!

Ben!

Ben!

Ben!

Nacoma!

He was here.

Nacoma!

What's the matter?

You've never seen a man hog tied before?

Cut me loose.

It ain't funny.

Now I'll tell you Adams done this to me.

Cut me loose!

Adams?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh.

He acted mighty strange.

Crazy as a kootie.

You suppose something could have happened to him when he fell?

He missed the stop, Adams.

Yeah.

We've got to find him more.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Yeah.

Ben is right.

This is where he crossed.

It's like Adams is headed for that ridge up there.

Best we go around, come up the draw and try to catch him on the other side.

Oh.

When Adams seen that black bear, it kind of triggered a memory or two, but he couldn't quite put it in focus, he might say.

So he continued on up the slope.

Adams was looking for a way out of the mountains.

He didn't know where he was going, but there was that gap in the ridge and a trail that had to go somewhere.

Hmm.

Yeah, I see.

Looks like he's got company, huh?

We better get up there to Adams before she does.

Now, that cougar was looking at Adams with a lot more than idle curiosity,

because without knowing it, Adams was headed right for that critter's den.

No!

No!

Oh!

Oh!

Of course Adams could have saved himself if he had dropped that little cougar cub, but in his insides, Adams had such a feeling for critters that the safety of that cub was more important than his own neck.

He was in a trample, right?

No way out.

That cougar cub bit sliced something, and Adams had gone back to another time with a bear cub he had come across, but for the life of him, he could remember who that bear cub was.

I ain't doing nothing to your cub.

I found him down here.

Now, in his mind, Adams was back on another ledge with a little bear cub.

And when he saw Van up there, it hit him like a stroke of lightning just who he was and worried.

Is that you, Ben?

Are you a welcome sight to see?

Ben kind of talked it out mountain lion.

Adams!

Adams!

Adams!

Is that you?

What incarnation are you doing down there?

I'll tell you about that later. Let me get this little mountain lion cub out of here.

Adams!

Adams!

Hey, Joe!

Now you, Scott, get on home there, Mama. She's looking for you.

He loved it. I don't got any rope. Take that.

We need a little more man power here.

Ben?

That's good.

That's enough, Ben. We got him.

I like to thank the crowd for like Jack, but I got something mighty important to take care of.

I know Robbie's pet. Well, I got something important to tell you.

Now, there's a man by the name of Steel. He's looking for you and he's a bounty hunter.

Well, Robbie comes first.

Well, what about Steel?

Why don't you take care of Steel for me?

All right. It's your coat and your pack.

Yeah? I'll take care of her.

All right. Thank you, Jack.

Come on, Ben.

Show calm. Here we go.

Well, of course I've got a plan.

I think.

Come on, Ben. We got to hurry if we're going to save that fawn.

Come on, Ginger.

Come on. Everything's going to be all right.

Robbie? Mr. Adams.

Come on, Ben.

How's she doing?

She's not doing very good, Mr. Adams.

Let's get some of these onto it right away.

Turn these up in a small piece of shruppy.

She'll take those.

Come on, Ginger.

Take those off.

Make you win.

Thank you, Mr. Adams.

She's going to be just fine, son.

Mmm. Mmm.

Mmm.

Findin' that bounty hunter was much easier than findin' Adams.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Fuck.

Well, of course I know what I'm doin'.

Put this on.

Now, man, remember what I told you.

Keep your head down, and that's not good work.

Mmm.

Mmm.

Who's for Adams? It's for Adams.

Now, your medicine will be all right.

I'll keep it for you.

Go!

Adams, stop the rally, classier.

Adams, I said stop!

Mmm.

Mmm.

Sam, still.

What you doin' here?

Anything you was, fair as well.

You know what that Adam's done?

Rather than let me take it, be jumped into that,

their river and drought.

Just cheated me out all at their bounty money.

Uh, why don't you sit down and spell Sam,

and let me tell you how I nearly took James Adams.

Another time.

Where are you headed?

Uh, law is lookin' for a lot of men.

You know, you're a good citizen, Sam.

I'm proud of you.

You can come out now. He's gone.

Come on.

Suppy, look.

What's his hurry?

I'll tell you why, he's hurin'.

He thinks he's out smartin' me.

That poster said,

Adams wanted dead or alive,

and he's goin' to go down river looking for the body.

Ha, ha, ha, ha! We done it,

and he's gone to the settlement.

Hello, McCaben.

Mr. Jack. Howdy, Nachoma.

How's did you do, Robbie?

Well, she's my better.

Tell me, did you ever catch up with Steel?

You bet your sweet life we caught up with him.

They asked to make them theaters in St. Louis look like amateurs.

Well, where is he now?

Well, I figure, the height of the water and the speed of the river,

he should be leavin' the territory about tomorrow morning.

Robbie, I don't think this thing that old magick can't do with him brownie hunters.

Well Robbie, I don't think she's gonna be needing that wagon anymore. She's feeling real frisky.

Mr. Adams, Mr. Jack was telling me, well about how you were lost and everything.

What does it feel like being lost up in these mountains like that?

Well Robbie, it was mighty scary. Not knowing who I was or where I was going.

But you know I don't think I was really lost at all. I had good friends looking for me.

And other critters looking out for me in their own way.

Well Robbie, if you're ready to go, me and Nkomo will walk you home.

Maybe your paw brought something back from the settlement that we could trade for.

Let's go.

I don't know if I'll leave you here alone or not.

Alright, Ben, if you promise to look out for the green horn, I'll be mosey and on.

Five!

Ben, I wonder if I apologize to you for what I almost did to you.

But that's when I didn't know who I was.

But it just proves that the true fence will stick by you no matter if you ain't yourself.

I did make you promise, didn't I?

Well, I promise is to be kept. Come on Ben, let's go.

Inside the forest is adoring to another land. Here is our life and home. We are staying

here forever in the beauty of this place although we keep on hoping.

Maybe there's a world where we don't have to run.

Maybe there's a time we'll call our own.

Living free in harmony and majesty.

Take me home. Take me home.

Thanks for watching.