All language subtitles for Gunsmoke.S18E14.Jubilee.720p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DDP2.0.H.264-DarkSaber_track3_[eng]

NARRATOR: "Gunsmoke" with
Milburn Stone as Doc,

Amanda Blake as Kitty,
Ken Curtis as Festus,

Buck Taylor as
Newly, and starring

James Arness as Matt Dillon.

ANNIE: Come on.

Get up higher than that.

CALEB: I'm trying.

ANNIE: Try.

I'm trying.

[giggling]

Come on.

You can get up higher than that.

Come on.

[giggling]

Caleb, Annie, y'all fetch me
some water and get washed up.

It's time for dinner.

Yes, Mom.

Come on, Caleb.

OK.

Get the bucket.

[chickens clucking]

[horse whinny]

It's Uncle Festus!

Mommy-- Ma, it's Uncle Festus.

Uncle Festus is coming.

Hi, y'all.

Howdy, young'uns!

Whoa, Ruth.

Well, look at you.

Every see all the
likes of you two,

I'll swear you
both growed a foot.

And look at you-- if you
ain't the looksomest thing

I've ever saw.

And you-- you little fella--
you still ain't nothing

but freckles, warts, and feet.

It's good to see
you, Uncle Festus.

CALEB: Have you been
hunting, Uncle Festus?

ANNIE: We was just sitting
down to eat, Uncle Festus.

Will you eat with us?

Will you, please?

Howdy, Festus.

Well, howdy, Bessie.

Well, you know, I reckon I
could eat a bite with ya.

I have been huntin'.

Fact is, I brang
you some dinners

and I'll hang 'em up for
you in your root cellar.

Well, you shouldn't of, Festus.

FESTUS: Well, Bessie,
you know, a farmer--

he's got to get out of town
every once in a while--

get away from all that
hubbub and hurrah-- just

kind of go off
huntin' by himself.

What's in the
sack, Uncle Festus?

Oh, that.

Yeah, well, I'll
tell you honey--

I've done the same
thing I've done before.

I went to work and
bought too many

viddles for my huntin' trip.

Oh, Festus.

Reckon you two could
take that in the house?

BOTH: Sure, Uncle Festus.

That's the way.

Bessie, give me some
help here and we'll

get him in out of the sun.

Festus, I do thank you so.

Aw, fiddle, Bessie.

I get done puttin' away some
of them viddles of yourn,

we'll be even on the thanks.

Have you ever saw the
likes of this weather?

Why it's hotter than
a deep, old stove.

[horse galloping]

[horse snorting]

Well, howdy, Festus.

Tuck.

Where'd you get the deer?

Well, I brang
him in for Bessie,

and you, and the young'uns.

He's more than I could eat.

Yeah.

Got a race with Don
Carey come Saturday.

Hope you saved
enough to make a bet.

Yeah, I heared about that.

What do you think
of this, Festus--

350 yards in 21 seconds flat?

Oh, fiddle, Tuck.

I don't know nothing about that.

Of course, that's
only a good guess

but that's good enough to beat
old Don's horse-- I tell ya.

Yeah, one of these
days old Jubilee's

gonna carry me to the
end of the rainbow

and the pot that's there.

Ain't ya boy?

Food's ready to serve up, Tuck.

Well, you go ahead
and eat without me.

I'm gonna rub him down
and cool him off a bit.

I'll tell ya,
it's enough to make

a preacher cuss a blue streak.

Well, if you wanna
know what I think--

Oh, hush up, Burke.

Festus, gettin' all
worked up like this

isn't gonna do a bit of good.

Oh, Miss Kitty, lookin' at
them young'uns and seeing

how them and Bessie
does without just

works me into a fullman fit.

And Tuck-- he's just
lettin' that farm of his go

plum to seed.

Well, it's a crime all
right, pure and simple.

That used to be
one of the finest

places between here and Hayes.

Well, it still could be.

And it's a crime
that Bess and the kids

have to pay for Tuck's
self-indulgence.

Well, he don't think
of nothing or nobody

except for that blame horse.

Well, that's all I
was trying to say.

Well, why didn't you say
something before you spoke?

KITTY: I'm sure that if Matt
thought it would do any good,

he'd have a talk with him.

That won't do a lick
of good, Miss Kitty.

Now, I've done tried that.

He won't listen.

He just as polite told me
to mind my own business.

But I'll tell you something--
something has got to be did

and I mean did now.

Well, what are you ogling at?

I thought you went huntin'.

FESTUS: I did.

Why'd you come back?

I got done huntin'.

I was looking forward to
a few days peace and quiet.

All right.

Don't start raggin' me, Doc.

I'm in no mood for that.

What's the matter with him?

Oh, you know, ever since
those Frye kids got to calling

him Uncle a while
back, I guess he's

kind of taking it to heart.

Burke.

And I'll tell you
something else-- I think

he's sweet on Bessie Frye.

Well, it's as plain as
the nose on your face.

You better watch out.

You might have your
nose all over your face.

Well, I certainly
wasn't implying

that there's anything going--

I think I need a drink, Sam.

Burke, I'm sure you've
got things to do.

Well, Doc, look-- I wasn't
trying to say that Festus and--

Sam, you drink it.

[sigh]

[whistle]

Ladies and gentlemen, please.

[excited crowd]

May I have your
attention, please?

We want to have a fair
race and a good start.

Now, if you gentlemen
will take your horses

on past the Carpenter's
Cafe and wait for my signal.

When I raise my hat up, come
toward me but stay together.

When I drop it, the race is on.

If one of you gets
the jump on the other,

I'm gonna have to call you back.

Well, I'll be glad
to let Don have

a head start if he needs it.

NEWLY: Good luck, gentlemen.

[excited crowd]

TUCK: Got four bucks
down on me, Mr. Wells?

I never miss a sure thing.

TOWNSMEN: Go on with it, baby.

Go on with it, baby.

Go!

Go!

[music playing]

[cheers and yelling]

[whistling]

[cheers and whistles]

[horse whinny]

[applause]

Are you gonna buy me a beer?

Come on.

We'll go get a beer.

You got enough beer iced?

For kegs, Miss Kitty.

Good.

Hi, Doc.

-How are ya?
-What's the matter?

Aren't you interested
in the horse race?

Oh, I don't know.

I have seen a few
of 'em in my time.

Can I have a beer there, Sam?

Yes, sir, Doc.

Sounds like half the
town's over on River Street.

Yeah, and they're all gonna
be in here after a while.

One thing about
these horses matches--

doesn't make any
difference who wins-- we do

a bang-up business afterwards.

One thing about a
horse race-- sure

puts people in a party mood.

I guess there's not much
doubt about who won the race.

Well, there wasn't none
the first time old Tuck told

me he was racing Don's horse.

Marshal, Festus, looks
like old Tuck just might hit

paydirt on that horse of his.

If I thought there
was a chance of that,

I'd be the first
one to say hurrah.

Well, it looks like me
and Jubilee are gonna run

out of competition around here.

[laughter]

Yeah, how about hot walking that
champion of champion of mine

and rub it down, cools it off,
and come on in for a beer, huh?

Festus, Marshal, well, a sizable
bunch of folks around here

wons a few dollars bettin'
on that horse of mine.

Got me more beers
offered than I can drink.

Why don't you come on in there
and help me drink 'em, huh?

Maybe we'll join you next time.

I wouldn't wish anybody
any bad luck but the best

thing that could of
happened was for Jubilee

to have lost that race.

And best for Bessie
and the kids, too.

Maybe he'd spend some more
time working on that farm.

TUCK: Well, I'll tell
you all this-- you know,

what you saw out there is
nothing more than a warm-up

of what's to come.
[laughing]

I'd like to tag along
on some of these races.

Yeah, I'll tell
ya-- Jubilee and me--

we're going to make
more in a month

than most men make
in five years.

Let's have a beer, Sam.

Well, Tuck, that was some race.

Yeah, wasn't it though?

I'd like to talk a
little business with you.

It ain't no use, Mr. Wells.

I'm prepared to
increase my offer.

Oh, well, now--
how much this time?

Oh, Tuck, you know
I want that horse.

You and, uh--

[clears throat]

--one or two others.

Now, that's true, Tuck.

True-- but now how many
have come up to my price?

Well, nobody but--

Well, I'm prepared to up it.

Well, Mr. Wells, you already
got the second fastest horse

in Forge County.

[laughter]

Yeah, I know.

That's a fact I
find hard to accept.

Yeah, well, after being first
for so long, I can understand.

How 'bout my new offer?

Well, sir?

I'm offering you
$500 for Jubilee.

-$500.
-$500.

Wow.

What you think?

Still ain't for sale.

Ooh, wow.

You're a tough man, Tuck.

Whoa.

Tuck and Jubilee done
it again, Miss Frye.

Right here is the
shirts I made for you.

Oh.

Oh, yes.

Fine-- fine, Bess.

And you made mention the
fact you'd like some more.

And I'd like to get the
material and get right at it.

Well--

[clears throat]

I'm a little
overstocked right now.

Oh, is that a fact?

Well, uh, as a matter of
fact in a month or two.

Right now is-- business
has been kind of slow.

Well, yes.

I'll just, um-- it's just
gonna give me some time

to work on those
dresses for Miss Russell

she wanted me to alter.

Well, why don't you
just come on in now,

and I'll pay you what I owe
you, and give a piece of candy

to the children.

Thank you, kindly.

Get down, honey.

You know, Burke, if
Jubilee was my horse,

I don't know whether I'd had
taken Ed Wells' offer or not.

I know I would, Newly.

What if you saw him going
to make a bundle of money?

Well, $500 is an
awful lot of money.

Old Tuck-- he's going
broke because he ain't got

no thoughts of anything but--

Bess, Caleb, Annie.

Tuck won the race.

I heard already.

Yeah, he come in
so far ahead, old

Don got blinded in both eyes.

He sure did.

I wonder if one
or the other of you

would go into the
Long Branch and fetch

him out for a minute for me?

Well, Bess, you know how
Tuck is when he's-- well,

I mean he's-- he's
talking business and--

What kind of business?

Well, uh--

I'd appreciate it mighty
fine if you'd tell me.

Ed Wells offered
him $500 for Jubilee.

$500.

BURKE: Yep.

And what's the rest of it?

Well, he turned it down.

Well, I certainly
do thank you all.

You young'uns get in the wagon.

Go on now.

Momma will be right back.

Good afternoon, Miss.

All right, Tuck, I'll
tell you what I'll do.

If you'll consider
it, I'll raise

the price-- say, uh, $550.

[whistle]

[patrons chatter]

Uh, Mr. Wells, Jubilee
ain't for sale at any price.

But I'll tell you
what I just might do.

After we win a few races--
why, I might put Jubilee up for

stud-- say, uh, $100 a cover.

[laughter]

All right.

Let me know if you
change your mind.

OK.

Who's gonna buy me
another beer here?

[cheers]

Get over here and buy me a beer.

Well, if I was to diagnose
it, I'd call it horse fever.

Horse fever?

Like gold fever only worse.

Saw a lot of it in '49 and
'50-- ruined a lot of men.

[celebratory chatter]

Here you are.

Coming right up.

Give him another beer
to that Jubilee run.

Right on the nose.

All these-- and
I'll double it, boy.

I'll double it.

Right on.

Here we go.

You know, a man waits a
lifetime for something like

Jubilee to come along and--

[glass slams bar]

Thank you, boys.

[inhales]

[door closes]

What are you doing?

I come here to talk
to you because I

just heared that you was made
a $500 offer for Jubilee.

You tryin' to shame me, woman?

You get out to that
farm where you belong.

No, Tuck.

I ain't tryin' to shame you.

I just come here to hear
you say yourself that you

turned that money down.

Woman?

-Well, is it true now?
-Yes, it's true.

Now--

BESS: With all we need?

With those children of yours
over there going for want?

That farm all run
down like it is--

are you going to stand there and
tell me you turned down $500?

For the last time, woman,
you hush and you get back out

to that farm where you belong!

You reckon it'd bring
you to your senses

if that horse was
to break a leg.

[groan]

Bess?

Bess, I'm sorry.

It's no lying, Tuck.

It was your wish and Jubilee
could still up the pennant.

Yes, I know.

I never raised a
hand before to ya.

I know that.

You don't understand.

I wish I could find the words.

You don't have to.

You just done said it in
front of the whole town.

[commands horse]

[chickens clucking]

Bess?

Yes, Tuck?

A man ain't got time on
this earth to waste livin'

the way we have
the last few days.

How well I know that.

In 12 years of being
married, you never

turned from me once till now.

I'm sorrier for that
than you'll ever know.

'Member when we's was courtin'?

Yes.

I told you then there was
a heap of things in life

I wanted for myself
like getting married,

and I wanted that
much more for us.

I 'member.

Well, I never got
none of it, Bess--

nothing but achin' muscles and
callouses working this farm.

And no matter how
long a day I'd put in,

I could never make more
than just enough to get by.

And Jubilee come along and
I knew it that first day

when he was a colt. I
knew he was our ticket

to all we ever wanted, Bess.

Now, just a few more
races, Bess, and he'll

be ready for the big one.

Just a little more time, Bess,
and I'll give you all a woman

could ever want.

All I ever wanted
these past 12 years I've

had-- you and the children.

Well, I want more, Bess!

I want to walk
down Front Street,

and I want to have to people
look at me not through me.

I want to be more than
just a farmer that was

fillin' space in this earth.

I want them to-- I want
them to point at me and say,

that's success--
like Ed Wells now.

And it's beginning
to happen now, Bess.

It's beginning to happen now.

One day soon I'm going to
have all I ever wanted.

[door slams]

And, uh, Tuck won $20
the way I heard it.

$20!

Yeah.

Well, that's more than some
folks makes in a whole month.

Who told you that?

Burke did.

He was out in [inaudible]
for the race--

says it was the third time
Tuck had won in two weeks.

Now, where in the
tarnation would

Tuck Frye get a hold
of $20 to bet with?

$40-- he gave 2 to 1 odds.

$40.

Put up his spring wagon
the way I heard it.

Leavin' Bessie to walk
to town if he'd lost, huh?

Suppose so-- I'll
tell you, Festus,

when a man takes to
gamblin', there's just

not a doggone thing you can do
about it-- just nothing at all.

Whoa.

DAVE: Ed?
Ed Wells.

Hello, Dave.

I was just on my
way up to your room.

When you'd get in?
-This morning.

Hey, you're lookin' great.

-Oh, I feel great.
-Feel lucky, too?

[chuckles]

I don't have to be
lucky when it comes

to beatin' one of your nags.

Wait till you see Gold Rush.

You know, I hear tell there's
a horse around here called

Jubilee taking on all comers.

I figured you'd
hear about it by now.

And by now, I'm sure
that you own him.

Well, I'll tell you
what I want to do.

I'll bet you 2 to 1 that
Gold Rush can beat him.

I don't own
Jubilee-- not that I

hadn't tried to buy him though.

Oh, well, that will
take half the fun

out of winning the race.

You know, if there's
anything I want,

it's one of my horses
to beat one of yours.

Yeah, I know.

Well, give me a
few days and I'll

try again to convince
Frye to sell him to me.

Let's talk about
it over a drink.

Now you're talking.

Dodge City's going to see one
of the finest horses this side

of the Old Miss in action.

Look, I've ridden every
race track from New York

to St. Louis.

And I've ridden some of
the finest horses there is.

But I've never ridden a
finer horse than Gold Rush.

You know that's right.

Now, you spread
the word, friends.

You tell 'em we're here to race.

And you tell 'em that Billy
Banner and Dave Chaney's

Gold Rush is 5 to 1 to win.

Well, according to Mr.
Banner, this here Gold Rush

is a real fine racehorse.

Who's this Banner?

Well, he's the jockey.

Mr. Chaney-- he's the
one that owns Gold Rush.

A jockey?

Matthew, that there don't sound
like no head-to-head horse race

betwixt two ranks ponies to me.

Could be Tuck's in for the
first real race he's had.

Festus, I just heard
Dave Chaney's in town.

Oh, we done know that.

Yeah, we don't know
who he is except he's

got a horse named Gold Rush.

Do you know who he is, Burke?

Well, no.

But the way he and Ed Wells
were talking over at the Dodge

House, he's-- well, he's--

He's what?

Well, he's somebody that
got Ed Wells anxious to up

his offer to Tuck.

You mean Ed Wells is fixin'
to offer Tuck more than $550

for Jubilee?

Well, that's the way
I heard it, Festus.

In fact, Ed Wells is on
his way out to Tuck's place

right now to make him one
more offer on Jubilee.

Whoa.

Is anybody home?

TUCK: Come on in, Festus.

[chickens clucking]

Whoa.

Howdy, Tuck.

Say, Festus, you hear me and
Jubilee got a race a day or so

from now?

Mr. Wells believes
Jubilee's going

to beat that Gold Rush
horse, and he's offered

me $800 for Jubilee right here.

$800?

Well, now, that there is
a offer no sensible man

could hardly turn down.

Well, I wouldn't take
five times that, Festus.

Besides, I'm gonna win
more than that when

I beat old Chaney's horse.

There's a lot of
talk around town

that you may have a heap
of trouble in doin' that.

I'm so certain I'm going to
put up the deed to my farm.

Deed?

Well, supposin'
you's to lose it?

I ain't gonna lose.

Let me tell you something--
you're betting a powerful lot

on a horse that a lot of folks,
including myself, don't think

can win that race.

[scoffs]

Well, Festus, when it
comes to horse flesh,

the opinion of a man who
rides a tick-bit, spavin' mule

don't carry much weight with me.

Whoa, whoa.

Now, there ain't no call for
you to go insultin' old Ruth.

Well, now Festus--
now, you got to admit,

a mule man don't have the kind
of knowledge to judge a horse.

I ain't gonna admit
no such a thing.

Now, a good mule
has got more heart

and a heap more stayin'
bottom than Jubilee here,

or Gold Rush, or any other
blamed horse you want to name.

Is that a fact?

That there is a fact.

Mm.

And if Ruth was so mind, he
could make old Jubilee here

ashamed to be called a horse.

[scoffs]

Festus, you tellin'
me that Ruth could

beat Jubilee here in a race?

Well, betwixt here
and town he can.

All right, you're on.

What's your bet?

Well, I was fixin' to bet you
six months of workin' for you.

Against the deed
to my farm, Festus?

No, I'm willing to
bet you six months

of working for you
against you taking Mr.

Wells' offer to buy Jubilee.

[whistles]

Well, I'm gonna shake on
that before you crawfish out.

-You betcha.
-You betcha.

Let's get to her.

All right.

Oh, he puts his boot in
his mouth more times--

And I think he's
up to something that

just might get me your horse.

Well, don't you count
on that, Mr. Wells.

Don't you count on that now.

Well, I'm plum sorry to
do this to you old partner,

but it's the onliest
thing I could do.

There just wasn't no other way.

Not much of a payoff
when you win, Frye.

Six months of work
ain't to be sneezed at.

I haven't had much time to do
much work around here myself.

Well, give me a little
time to get into town

and have the whole town out
watching at the finish line.

Oh, don't worry about that.

It's gonna take
that mule a while

to get within running distance.

Well, I'll see you in town.

You 'bout ready, Festus?

I will be directly.

Tell me, Festus, you ever
do any storybook readin'?

Oh, I forgot, uh, when
I was puttin' mind

of a fairy tale about a
race between the tortoise

and the hare.

I've heard Bess read
it to the young'uns.

Oh, is that so?

Ever hear of it?

No, I can't say I ever have.

Oh, well, I though
maybe you had,

or you had something
like that in mind.

No, I ain't got nothing
like that on my mind.

Onliest thing I got on my mind
is winning this here race.

You know, what with Ruth
being rode out here 10

miles from town-- another
10 miles back, I figure, um,

I can keep pace with you
until we get inside of Dodge.

And then we'll see how it goes.

And I'll tell you
what you do, Tuck.

You just run this race
anyway you want to and me

and Ruth will do the same thing.

All right.

[horse grunts and whinnies]

You've already let out, Festus?

I'll let you know when I am.

Well, of course,
you still got five--

six miles-- to go to town yet.

Don't expect that
critter of yours

could run more than a mile.

[chuckles]

Now, you let me to do the
frettin' on that, Tuck.

Now, the race ends
right smack dab

in front of the Long Branch.

Is that the way it is?

It's all right by me.

Well, unless old Jubilee there
is about twice as fast as Ruth,

I figure he's going to have
to sprout himself some wings

to keep from losing.

You do, huh?

Well, like you said now,
it's about six mile into town

following the road
here around the gorge.

Yep.

What you gettin' at?

Well, I'm getting
at winning this race

and beatin' you into
Dodge like I said I would.

Oh, wait a minute?

We're going through the gorge?

It ain't but a little over
a mile of going this way.

Festus, there's no man taking
a horse through that gorge!

Well, maybe there
ain't but then,

uh, maybe this
here tick-bit, bog

spavin' old mule can make it.

We'll see.

You can't.

I mean, even if you--
you went through

there without
breaking your neck,

that's-- it's cheatin', Festus.

Oh, it ain't no such a thing.

Now, the bet was that me
and Ruth will get to Dodge

before you and Jubilee does.

And we're fixin'
to do just that,

and you better get started.

Now, Festus, that's cheatin'.

Now, you-- you come
on back here now.

Festus, don't do that.

That's cheatin'.
-No, it ain't.

Mr. Wells heared the bet.

I might have known you'd pull
something like this, Festus.

Well, it don't make
any difference.

Now, I'm gonna get to town
before you and I'm gonna--

I'm gonna be waitin' in front
of the Long Branch for you.

Well, Ruth, appears like
my big mouth's got us

into a whole heap of trouble.

And, here it's gonna be up to
you to get us out of it, too.

Let's go.

Stay on your feet, Ruth.

Follow me, boy.

Come on.

Come on.

Easy now, Ruth.

That a boy.

Easy now, Ruth.

Easy now.

Stay steady.

Easy.

Now, we got to get
ourselves up the other side.

Come on, Ruth.

Come on.

Come on, boy.

Come on, Ruth.

Come on.

Come on.

That a boy.

That a way, Ruth.

Good boy.

Come on.

Come on.

Whoa.

Good old partner.

I know you's could do it.

Ruth, if ary a man ever
says a back handy about you,

I'm gonna get on him
like stink on a skunk.

You're the best old
boy there ever was.

Now, you get to doing
yourself some breathin' 'cause

you got a big run to make.

And I mean a big one.

Come on.

[music playing]

TOWNSMEN: Here they come!

Hey, who's ahead?

Festus to win!

Festus is gonna win.

He's gonna beat Jubilee!

Come on, Festus.

Festus gonna win it!

[cheers]

There's something
fishy about that.

[cheers]

I know she could do it.

What's going on, Festus?

Ruth here beat
Jubilee in a race.

He didn't neither.

He cheated me.

It wasn't a fair race.

No, he-- you-- you tricked me.

Let-- let me tell ya.

The bet was that Ruth
would get to Dodge

before you and Jubilee did.

You didn't say how
and he beat ya.

He knew I wouldn't take
my horse through the gorge.

That's why!

TOWNSMEN: The gorge?

You mean, you took Ruth
through the gorge, Festus?

All right.

All right.
Hold it down now.

I want to see you
two in my office.

I was there when
they made the bet.

I couldn't believe it.

And you'd never
think he could do it.

What happened?

Festus won.

That's right.

Festus and that mule beat your
husband in a race, Mrs. Frye.

And I'm the new
owner of Jubilee.

I still say you
tricked me, Festus.

And all those people out
there know you tricked me.

No, they don't.

Now, I'm going to
be waiting for you.

I promise you.

I'm going to settle with you
for what you've done to me.

Well, outside of riding
through that gorge

and just about killing
himself, what has he

done-- except maybe saving you
from gambling your farm away?

What I do with my
farm is my business!

All right, that's enough, Tuck.

Mr. Frye, I believe you and I
have some business to discuss.

-Tuck?
-Oh, what you doing here?

You gonna congratulate him?

Go on!

Oh, Tuck.

Let's settle.

Tuck-- 7-- $800.

Hold on there, brother.

Don't put that money away.

Save some for me.

If you're talking about a bet,
Dave, you're liable to get one.

Let's say, uh,
1,000 green dollars?

You're on.

Where and when?

How about the day after
tomorrow right here?

I'll be looking forward.

You haven't got a prayer.

[laughs]

Matthew, you'd ought to of
saw the look on Tuck's face.

You know, something I
never actually figured on,

he loved old Jubilee.

You did what you
thought was right.

There's a lot of people
who would agree with you.

Matthew, do you think there's
a chance that Jubilee can

beat Gold Rush in that race?

I just don't know Festus.

All or part of this $800
and the deed to my farm

says that Jubilee is
gonna beat Gold Rush.

Tuck, why don't you
put that in the bank?

Because I believe in Jubilee
and I'm willing to back up what

I believe in with all I got.

Well, you're going
to look a long way

before you find anybody in
Dodge that'll bet against you.

Pour me another drink.

Don't you figure
you've had enough?

No, I don't figure
I've had enough.

KITTY: Well, I do.

I think you better
get on home before you

get yourself in trouble.

Why is everybody so on fire
concerned about me anyway, huh?

That's a good question-- the
way you've been piling abuses

on your friends the
last couple of days--

that's a mighty good question.

Friends, huh?

You mean like, uh,
Festus there, huh?

Starting with Festus--
starting with the one person

that didn't have anything to
gain from this except to see

that you didn't lose your farm.

Jubilee is gonna
beat Gold Rush.

Hey, they're bringing
Gold Rush out by the depot!

Come on!

Well, Wes, I wonder
what old shady's got

up his sleeve this time.

Billy boy, I've waited
a long time for this day.

Don't worry, Mr.
Chaney, Gold Rush

will beat this horse hands down.

All right.

I'll cover any bet you want
to put down says Jubilee win.

Hey, look, Mister--

Now, you stay wide.

This is him and me here.

Now, I got the deed
to my farm and $800

says Jubilee beats Gold Rush.

The farm's not what
this is all about.

But if you wanna
bet, I'm your man.

Well, would you look at that.

Well, Festus, when a
man's mind is made up,

there's not much you can do.

I know you can do it.

I let you down but you can
beat anything on four legs.

I know you can.

Do it.

Open up, Bill.

Oh, come on.

Come on over.

I'm coming.

Wow.

Look at that.

[oohs and awes]

That's gonna win.

Outstanding.

Show him off, Bill.

[applause]

He's beautiful!

[chuckles]

You dog.

NEWLY: Gentlemen, the startin'
line's up at this side of town.

[horse whinny]

Watch for my signal.

Go!

[cheers and yells]

[horse snorts]

Nice ride, [inaudible].

[horse whinny]

Took me five years to beat you.

I know.

It took an import
to do it though.

I told you Gold
Rush was some horse.

Next time I'll surprise you.

Mr. Chaney?

Lucky for you, Mister, I
wasn't in the market for a farm.

TUCK: I guess I'm lucky
in more ways than one.

Now, the best
thing for you to do,

son, is to put the rest
of that money in the bank.

DAVE: That's good advice, Ed.

Next time I come through here,
you get yourself a real horse,

and we'll have us another race.

Come on, winner buys.

Right.

Nice going there, Billy boy.

[inaudible].

He's a beauty, isn't he?

I guess I owe you
an apology, Festus.

Nah, you don't either, Tuck.

It is me is wrong.

I had no right to been a
meddlin' in your business.

It takes someone who
cares to meddle, Festus.

I thank you.

Well, maybe we was
both a little bit wrong.

Why don't we go over to Long
Branch and have us a beer.

I'll buy.

You go on along.

I'll join you in a minute.

[horse whinny]

Where are the children?

I left them over
at the Calloways.

What are you doing here?

Well, I figured whichever
way the race went,

I ought to be here with you.

I near lost the farm.

BESS: I know it.

But near lost half the
money that Ed Wells paid me.

I would've lost it all
but Mr. Chaney wouldn't

bet me more than half of it.

I know that, too.

You can use the rest of
it for things we need.

You're all I ever need, Tuck.

That's all I ever needed.

Let's go on home.

Well, first let's go have a
talk, maybe, with Mr. Wells.

What for?

Well, see how much he
wants for a racehorse

that's just been beatin'.

[laughs]

You mean-- you mean to
buy Jubilee back from him?

Well, he want the
horse to beat that Mr.

Chaney fellow's and that's
all Mr. Wells wanted him for.

He'd be awful good buggy horse
once he's broke to harness.

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