All language subtitles for Melody Traail (1935) ENGLISHripdvddf

(horse galloping)

(upbeat music)

- Now, ladies and gentlemen, you see
lined up before you,

the most spectacular rodeo talent ever
gathered together

in competition of this nature.

Let me introduce to you that star of the
phonograph

and radio, Mr. Gene Autry.

(audience clapping)

(dog barking)

As long as I have to announce him,

the world's best clown, Frog Millhouse.

(audience clapping)

- Boy, oh, boy, this is class, hey, kid?

- Talk about class, Frog, you should see
the girl

I just saw in the grandstands.

- Only one?

- The only real one I ever saw.

- Everyone clear, clear the arena, please.

Outside, cowboys and cowgirls.

(upbeat music)

- [Mr. Kirby] I don't suppose your dad

came today, Miss Thomas?

- You know he had to get that load of
cattle out today.

- He might as well have come, he can't get
those

cattle out by himself.

- He won't have to, I hired some cowgirls.

- Cowgirls? - You were warned

if you and the men left the ranch to come
to the rodeo today

that you were fired and you know dad,

when he says a thing, he means it.

- So you're going to turn the Three T
Ranch

into a burlesque show?

- I'm the least amused by your humor, Mr.
Kirby.

- Don't be surprised if those cowgirls don't
stay very long.

(laughing)

- Now, ladies and gentlemen, the first event

on this afternoon's program will be the
junior calf riding

contest, no contestant in this event over
10 years of age.

Say, it kinda looks like it's raining

cowboys out here today.

That's really taking the bull by the horns.

Why don't you lay down, you rubber
necked fiend?

Oh, boy, for three years I tried

to get my mother-in-law on that horse.

Hurry, honey, there's a man chasing you.

Get along, little dogie.

Time, 16 seconds flat.

Famous steers, folks, and believe me,
they're tough.

The reason for the cowbell on the steer

is to keep the cowboys awake.

He flies through the air with the greatest of
ease.

First trick rider, number one on your
program.

(audience clapping)

- Nice old boy, you're a pretty good horse,
hey?

- Champion's just about the best there is.

- Oh, he's yours, no?

- Yes.

- Say, you let me tell your fortune?

- Sure, if you guarantee it's a fortune.

- Let me see.

Oh, very nice.

It show, right there, you fall in love.

Quick, like that.

- Is that so?

- Sure.

Maybe you do not know beautiful girl yet
but soon.

- Does it say that there?

- What you think, I make it up in my head?

She have much money but you have lots
of trouble.

- Trouble?

- More than you think.

- [Announcer] Immediately following the
next ride,

Gene Autry will si_ng for us while they're
getting ready

with the second section of the buck

and ball contest. - I've got to go now.

Much obliged for the information.

- Good luck.

- Frank, give it back!

- Ah, go on.

- Why I marry you, I do not know.

I must be crazy in the head!

- And here comes Gene Autry to the
judge's stand now.

I understand, laqies and_ gentlemen, he's
going to slng

that song, "Hold On, Little Dogies, Hold
On."

Gene Autry. (audience clapping)

,60 Colors are flyin' today's the big show
,6O

,60 Cowboys are whoopin' the big rodeo
,eo

,60 Announcers are busy the horns give a
toot ,60

,60 Cowboys drive dogies to the end of
the chute ,60

,60 Hold on little dogies hold on ,60

,60 When the lariat hits hide and you're
gone you're gone ,60

,60 They'll make your feet fly there'll be
tide by and by ,60

,60 Hold on little dogies hold on ,60

,60 On a range in Montana we build a big
fire ,60

,60 We throw 'em and brand 'em in a way
you'd admire ,60

,60 With the lariat spinnin' and the horse
on the run ,60

,60 In 21 seconds the hog tyin's done ,60

,60 While weaving through cactus I sing
all daylong ,60

,60 And the hoot owls sing with me my
cow frontier song ,60

,60 I spy a stray dogie going over a dune
,6O

,60 I lost him and sing him this cow
country tune ,60

- Say, you fellas don't really like that do
you?

- Sure, it's good.

,60 You're gone you're gone ,60

,60 They'll make your feet fly they'll be
tide by and by ,60

,60 Hold on little dogie hold on ,60

- Yes, sir, Gene, atta boy.

Yes, thank you, Gene and how did you

like it, ladies and gentlemen?

(audience clapping)

(dog barking)

- Thank you very much, folks.

- That's fine, thank you, Gene

and ladies and gentlemen, you heard
about the little dogies

in the song just now, remember that a
little dogie

is a little calf whose mama died and
whose papa

run off with another cow.

(audience laughing)

I don't know what he's saying

but I'll bet it won't bear repeating.

(audience laughing)

Next event, the finals of the bucking horse
contest

between yesterday's winners of the
semi-finals,

Matt Kirby, foreman of the Triple T ranch

and Gene Autry, the purse in this event is
for $1,000 cash.

First rider will be Matt Kirby coming out
on Rockin' Chair.

Let her buck, Matt.

- Let's have it.

(audience cheering)

- I'll have to go some to beat Kirby.

- Baloney, why you can ride

two of them at once and still beat him.

- Well, here goes.

(audience clapping)

- [Announcer] And last but by no means
least, Gene Autry

and if he can ride like he can sing, oh,
baby.

Gene Autry coming out, he's riding

War Fiend, let her buck.

- And go.

(audience cheering)

- Come on, Gene!

Ride 'em, cowboy!

- Oh boy, that's the--

- Better be gettin' iodine and bandages

ready for your partner out there.

- Aw, says you, Gene can ride that horse

bareback and still beat you.

- Are you really a half-wit or do you just
look like one?

(gun firing) Hey!

(laughing)

- [Announcer] Yes, sir, it looks like

the pony ride of the day.

Autry wins!

(audience cheering)

(snoring)

(whistling)

(light guitar music)

,60 Laughter and music ,60

,60 Needs western stars ,60

,60 The moon lights the way ,60

,60 To the mountain ,60

,60 Lonely I rider o'er ,60

,60 The prairie tonight ,60

,60 My heart flies free from ,60

,60 The fountain ,60

,60 Just like a knight ,60

,60 In the days of King Arthur ,60

,60 In search of the lost holy grail ,60

,60 I on my pony ,60

,60 Am searching for love ,60

,60 Riding the lonely trail ,60

,60 Each singin' pine ,60

,60 Seems to whisper a love song ,60

,60 As I ride o'er mountain and dale ,60

,60 Cheers of the day ,60

,60 Are forgotten more than ever ,60

,60 Ridin' the melody trail ,60

,60 Ridin' the melody trail ,60

- You wouldn't have that trouble if you

backpacked boots that would fit you.

- It ain't that.

I just never took

the busted things

off last night, there.

There it is.

One grin.

I never had no trouble with my feet for
years

and it weren't nothin' except for not takin'
my boots off.

- Well, you're taking 'em off once more
today.

- What for?

- Because I'm going to buy a pair that'll fit
you.

My wallet's gone. - What?

(knocking on door)

- Well, it couldn't have walked out

that window, it's a cinch.

- How about the door?

Locked. - Here it is.

- [Frog] How about the money?

- Empty

1,000 bucks shot.

- 1,000 bucks to stay all night in a bed.

When we coulda slept in the Liberty Stable
for nothin'.

- Yeah and you wouldn't have to taken off
your boots.

- No, sir.

- There she is.

- Who, the thief?

- No, the girl I was telling you about
yesterday.

- Don't do that, Millicent.

- You're so cute when you're angry,

you get all pink and jittery.

- Yeah, I'm a fool for letting you

talk me into hiring those cowgirls.

I'm going to the post office.

- All right, meet you back here.

- And please see that that thieving mutt

doesn't get out of your sight.

- Souvenir will stay right here.

- Well he'd better.

Last week when I brought him in town,

it cost me $3 to pay for the stuff he stole.

If he does it again, I'll make hamburger
out of him.

- Now, you stay there, Souvenir, stay there.

(Souvenir panting)

Souvenir!

Souvenir!

Ah, good fella.

- Did you get a cook?

- [Millicent] They're gonna send one out to
us.

- How long do you think you'd stay

with a ranch full of cowgirls?

Eggs, doggone, that thieving hound.

- Oh, what a shame, dad, I'm terribly sorry.

- What good does it do you to be sorry?

I'll kill that mutt!

Well, now that he's gone,

don't you ever let me see him again.

- What do you suppose she went in there
for?

- Well, maybe she wants a job.

- What does she want with a job?

- Well, how'd I know?

(snapping fingers)

(humming)

(light music)

- Pretty, huh?

- I go dance.

You hold our little Rica.

She's asleep.

(upbeat music)

(clapping)

- Hey, we better be moving along

if we wanna round up the herd in the
canyon.

- Well, let's go.

- But aren't those gypsy men just too
handsome?

- Oh, handsome, come on.

(cows mooing)

- We'll put this stock in with the herd we
got last night.

- Taking an awful chance runnin'

with Thomas' cattle out in broad daylight.

- What's the matter?

'Fraid those cowgirls will string you up?

- Place in a pie tin

then add the raspberries.

O'er the lower crust, o'er the upper crust

and bake for 40 minutes

and that, my friend, is how you make
raspberry pie.

- Raspberry pie.

If you ask me, this whole expedition is a
lot of raspberry

and no good'll come of it.

Why if you need money, all you

have to do is telegraph the radio station.

- I know, Frog, but I got a couple of weeks
to spare

and well, this is different.

- Sure, it's that Thomas girl.

- Right again, my friend.

(calf mooing)

- Say do you see that calf down there?

I'll bet you five bucks I can drop a rope
around him

before he gets a chance to run.

- Well, you better be careful about

dropping ropes onto strange cattle.

- Oh, there ain't nobody around here for 10
miles, watch me.

- All right.

- [Frog] Make your feet fly, little calfie,

you'll be tired by and by.

(calf mooing)

Pretty baby, now don't get excited.

Papa just wants to hug ya.

Come on, give in.

Well there's more than one way to tie on a
calf.

(calf mooing)

Doggone, hey!

Go, I say!

Now, that's better.

You had a few more handles, I could
throw you.

Now, this hold is called the up and over.

(grunting)

Gene, hey, Gene!

Help, help, Gene!

I'll show you, you can't fool with me.

So you wanna fight, huh?

- Well, it's beyond me what could have
happened

to those two herd of cattle.

- Sure looks like somebody's rustled 'em.

- I wouldn't think they'd dare rustle

'em out of the canyon in broad daylight.

- Wait a minute, isn't that one of our
calves?

- Sure looks like it.

- There's one of the rustlers now, come on.

- [Frog] I sure hope your old man don't
show up.

Now you look here, that ain't fair,

I'm doing this wrasslin'.

You come back here with my rope!

- What are you doing here?

- Huh?

- [Cowgirl] I said what are you doing here?

- Well, I was ropin' a calf over there.

- Oh, cattle rustlin', hey?

- Now, look here, madam.

- I said it's cattle rustlin' and I'm not--

- If you say so, if you say so.

- You know what we do to cattle rustlers?

- But he's got such an honest face.

- Shut up, Cuddles, I'll do the talkin'.

- But I think he's cute.

' [Cowgirl] Well?

- Well, I was ridin' down the road with a
friend of mine

and he's waiting for me, see.

He's waiting right over there.

Why that dirty, double crossin'--

- [Cowgirl] I oughta string you up.

- No, no, no, lady, don't do that, don't do
that.

- You get outta here and don't ever let me
catch sight

of you again, go on. - No!

(gun firing)

A fine partner you turned out to be.

- It's your own fault, I told you not to rope
that calf.

- How am I gonna get down to Thomas'
ranch?

- Well, get in the rump seat.

(grunting) (chuckling)

Come on.

(pants ripping)

- Millicent, have you seen my pipe?

- No, Dad, you left it on your chair when
we went to town.

- I'll bet dollars to donuts,

that thievin' hound of yours has stolen it.

(Souvenir barking)

(baby crying)

- Souvenir, you bad dog.

Where did you get this baby?

Do you hear me?

A very bad dog.

Aw, poor little baby.

Yes.

- Millicent, what in the name of tarnation?

Where'd you get that?

- I don't know.

- You don't know?

You mean to say you got a baby

and you don't know where you got it?

- I'm sorry, Dad, I--

- Who's the father of that child?

- Souvenir. - Souvenir!

- He must've found it someplace.

- Don't you ever mention that name to me
again.

(baby crying)

Take it away, I can't stand any further
racket.

Take it away, get rid of it.

- Oh, honey, bet you're hungry.

- Souvenir.

Souvenir.

Souvenir!

Souvenir!

Souvenir!

Here, Souvenir.

Here, Souvenir.

Here, Souvenir.

Nice doggie, come on.

- Mr. Thomas?

- Yes, I'm Thomas, who are you?

- The employment office said you needed

a cook and a bull cook.

- Yeah, well, then why didn't they send
them out?

- They did, sir.

- Cook and bull cook, huh?

Well, you look more to me like cattle
rustlers.

- Oh, hello.

- Is that your baby?

- Isn't she beautiful?

- Yes, ma'am, only I--

- Oh, you don't like babies.

- Well, you see, ma'am, he always kinda
figured

that only married folks has babies.

(grunting)

- What he means to say, Miss, I mean, Mrs.

(horse neighing)

- The stallions are loose!

- They'll kill each other!

You're not goin' in there.

- Please, Dad. - What could you do?

(horses neighing)

(Souvenir barking)

- Isn't that thrilling?

- He does that for his morning exercise.

- You shouldn't have taken such a chance.

- Oh, that wasn't anything.

- Oh, yes it was.

- What are you gonna do, stand there all
day,

saying yes it was, no, it wasn't, yes, t'was?

You come out here to cook, go ahead and
cook!

- To cook?

- Then we get the job?

- [Mr. Thomas] No, I'm giving you a trial.

- Meat pie, meat pie.

Here we are, one and a half pounds of
lamb.

- That ain't lamb, that's beef.

- Well, that don't make no difference.

- Here I work my fingers to the bone

over a hot fire all day long

and you say it don't make any difference.

- Come on, get to work.

,60 Old father Neptune's out in the sea ,60

,60 Way down on the bottom ,60

,60 How I wish that I were he ,60

,60 Way down on the bottom ,60

,60 On the sandy sea floor there I'd lie ,60

,60 I'd watch the mermaids swimming by
,6O

,60 Gorge myself on jellyfish pie ,60

,60 Way down on the bottom ,60

,60 There's somebody lost their cask of
gold ,60

,60 Way down on the bottom ,60

,60 Finders keepers I've been told ,60

,60 Way down on the bottom ,60

,60 That cask of gold would get me by ,60

,60 When I learn to swim I might try ,60

,60 But right now I'm afraid that I might
die ,6O

,60 Way down on the bottom ,60

,60 Of all the fishes I have seen ,60

,60 Way down on the bottom ,60

,60 I think the starfish is the queen ,60

,60 Way down on the bottom ,60

,60 The octopus is an old sea scam ,60

,60 'Cause all the mermaids tries to ban
,6O

,60 He's nothing but a deep sea tramp ,60

,60 Way down on the bottom ,60

- Hey, Frog, what'd you do with my
cookbook?

- What did do with it?

- Well, help me look for it, we gotta find it.

- Look.

(coughing)

Well, don't look at me, I didn't eat it.

- I know that cookbook didn't get up and
walk outta here.

- That's what you said about your
thousand bucks.

- Well, what are we gonna do now?

- [Frog] We're gonna pack up and leave
this ranch.

After all, you can't cook without a
cookbook.

- Cookbook or no cookbook, I'm going
through with it.

Let's see now, one tablespoon full of
baking powders.

Three tablespoons full of red pepper.

One.

Two.

(Frog sniffing)

Three.

- Somethin's burnin'.

- [Gene] The eggs!

- Do you think it'll be all right?

- Why shouldn't it be?

- Well, I thought maybe

without the cookbook and all--

- Don't worry, my memory never fails.

(girls laughing)

- Women.

- I wouldn't be surprised if we were all
fired.

- Well, it's not our fault the rustlers got the
cattle.

- No, but try and make Mr. Thomas believe
it.

- Well, worrying can't do us any good.

Let's have some music, Cuddles.

- That's an idea.

- [Announcer] And now by electrical
transcription,

we bring you the voice of Gene Autry,

singing, "A Lone Cowboy On The Lone
Prairie."

- Oh, good, Gene Autry.

,60 Ridin' and ropin' I always will love ,60

,60 The life on the open I crave ,60

,60 The sweet mountain rose and the wild
cactus plants ,60

,60 I'll love 'em the rest of my days ,60

,60 Ki yippee ki yay ki yippee ki oh ,60

,60 Ki yippee ki yippee ki yay ,60

,60 Alone cowboy on the lone prairie ,60

,60 As happy as happy can be ,60

- We gotta get outta here.

- No, sir, here we are and here we stay.

- But the place is full of cowgirls

and besides, she's got a baby.

- It's still possible that she's a widow

or divorced or somethin'.

,60 Ki yippee ki yay ki yippee ki oh ,60

,60 Ki yippee ki yippee ki yay ,60

,60 Whoo a lone cowboy on the lone
prairie ,60

,60 As happy as happy can be whoo ,60

,60 I have no longin' ever to wed a wife I
never could see ,60

,60 My horse is my sweetheart and he
loves me too ,60

,60 My desire is to always be free ,60

,60 Ki yippee ki yay ki yippee ki oh ,60

,60 Ki yippee ki yippee ki yay whoo ,60

,60 Alone cowboy on the lone prairie ,60

,60 As happy as happy can be whoo ,60

(gun firing)

- Turn off that radio!

,60 Ridin' and ropin' ,60

We've got to have those cattle back by
tomorrow night.

- [Cowgirl] How we gonna do that?

- I don't know how we're going to do it but
if those cattle

aren't back by tomorrow night, we'll all be
fired.

- See, what did I tell ya?

- And I'm telling you

that the loss of that thousand head of
cattle

means ruination, bankruptcy to Mr.
Thomas.

Let's eat.

Ooh!

- You take the meat pie and I'll take the
biscuits.

- Well, I hope it don't explode before I get
it in there.

- [Cowgirl] Ah, more food.

- [Cowgirl] Mm, a meat pie.

- Oh, boy, baking powder biscuits.

- Oh, give me some next.

- Well, catch it.

- So, our cattle rustler turned out to be a
bull cook.

Say, where's the coffee?

- Comin' right up, ma'am.

- Oh, I think he's handsome.

- What's your name?

- Frog Millhouse.

(giggling)

- Isn't he cute?

(girls laughing)

- This celery's nice and crisp.

- [Cowgirl] The peas are good too.

- Meat pie, my favorite dish.

(yelling)

- See if it'll bounce.

- Hi, hi, hi, now we can play tennis.

(laughing)

Fore!

(laughing)

- Wow!

- What was that, liquid fire?

- I don't know but I'm gonna find out.

We're going to Mr. Thomas.

He'll throw that cook and his nitwit helper

off of this ranch or I'll know the reason
why.

- He oughta fire them.

- Ought to, he will, get your plates.

If that cook thinks he can get away with
this,

he's just got another thing comin', I'll tell
ya that.

- Bring that coffee and cream.

Boy, they must've been hungry.

- Hungry, they even ate the plate.

(knocking on door)

- Oh, come in, Mr. Arizona.

- Thank you, ma'am.

You sent for me, ma'am?

- Yes, I'm expecting company tomorrow

and I'd like to have your recipe for Crepes
Suzette.

- Crepes Suzette?

Oh, yeah, yeah, Crepes Suzette.

- Perhaps this will help you, Mr. Arizona.

- I guess there's no use trying to deceive
you any longer.

I'm not a very good cook.

So Frog and I'll pack up our things and
move along.

- You'll do nothing of the kind.

- Then we're not fired?

- Well, certainly not.

- That's great, thanks.

If you don't mind, I'll run over and tell Frog

'cause he's been kinda worried.

- Oh but father wants to go into town to
see the sheriff

about the stolen cattle and I know you
won't mind

taking care of the baby for me until we
return.

- Yeah but you see, I don't know anything
about babies.

- You don't have to know anything about
them.

She's asleep now and she's really very
good.

- What if she was to wake up?

- Oh, I'm sure she won't.

- Yeah but what if she's kinda--

- I'll take care of everything when I return.

You're sweet.

- Come on in, Frog.

- Why all the whisperin'?

- Sh, be quiet, I'm minding her baby.

(laughing)

What's the laughter about?

(baby crying)

You must've scared the poor little tyke.

- Gee whiz, Gene, I'm awful sorry.

- Well what do we do?

- Well, you might try singin' to her.

There's a Gibson over here in the corner.

- That's an idea.

Now, listen, I'm gonna sing you a western
lullaby.

(light guitar music)

,60 Listen baby while I croon ,60

,60 A western lullaby ,60

,60 Falling rains a plain pass too ,60

,60 Baby don't you cry ,60

,60 Close those weary black eyes baby ,60

,60 Evening time is drawing nigh ,60

,60 Leave the prairie lone ,60

,60 Hear me as I croon ,60

,60 A western lullaby ,60

,60 You must go to bed ,60

,60 Little sleepy head ,60

,60 Sandman drives by ,60

,60 Time your backwards hand ,60

,60 Little sleepy head ,60

,60 While I sing a western lullaby ,60

,60 Prairie moon and shinin' stars ,60

,60 Begin to creep ,60

,60 You must hush your cryin' ,60

,60 Now it's time to go to sleep ,60

,60 You must go to sleep ,60

,60 Little sleepy head ,60

,60 While I sing a western lullaby ,60

,60 You must go to bed ,60

,60 Little sleepy head ,60

,60 Sandman driving by ,60

,60 Time your backwards head ,60

,60 Little sleepy head ,60

,60 While I sing a western lullaby ,60

,60 Prairie moon and shinin' stars begin
to weep ,60

,60 You must hush your cryin' ,60

,60 Now it's time to go to sleep ,60

,60 You must go to bed ,60

,60 Little sleepy head ,60

,60 While I sing a western lullaby ,60

- She's asleep.

(cowgirls hooting)

- I told you we'd find 'em here.

Gotta have their bath before goin' to work.

- Are we gonna take their clothes?

- Sure, that's the only way we can keep 'em
from

followin' us when we run them cattle

through Horseshoe Valley.

You wait here, I'll get their duds.

(cowgirls chattering)

- [Cowgirl] Bet you can't do this.

- Nice work, Matt.

- Now, now, they've stolen the rest of our
cattle.

- Come on, kids, come on, kids.

- Oh, my clothes, where are they?

- Say, mine are gone too.

- [Cowgirl] For heaven's sake, somebody's
taken all of them.

- [Cowgirl] I'll bet that awful dog ran away
with them.

(Souvenir howling)

(accordion music)

,60 My neighbor hates music he pulls out
his hair ,60

,60 I practice each morning he rips and he
swears ,60

,60 I just let him rave and I practice my
scales ,60

,60 I turn a deaf ear to his moans ,60

(Souvenir howling)

,60 He swears he roars he drools he rares
,6O

,60 And whee I think he will flop ,60

- [Gene] Hey, Frog, stop it.

- Huh?

- How 'bout some firewood?

- Cowboy, it's practically in the box.

(Souvenir barking)

(knocking on door)

- I'm sorry to bother, miss, but all day and
night

I've been looking for my little baby.

She's just little tiny one, we call her, Rica.

- Your baby?

- Yes, yes, my little Rica.

Just little while ago, I meet the man,

he tells me the baby is here, no?

Oh, you have the baby, please?

- Oh, I'm terribly sorry, my dog must've
stolen her

from your camp, I'll bring her to you right
away.

- Oh, thank you, thank you very much.

My little Rica, my little baby.

Thank you, lady, thank you very much.

- [Millicent] She's an angel.

- Danita, that's her mother,

she will be very glad when she sees her
baby back.

I'm so excited, I forget.

You have been good to the baby, I pay a
little reward, yes?

- Oh, no, thank you, I couldn't think of it.

- Oh, thank you, thank you very much.

- Hey, Gene, is Millicent coming back to
help you fix lunch?

- I don't know.

(baby crying)

- Kidnappers, hey, Gene, come here, quick.

Kidnappin' Millicent's baby.

(tires screeching)

- Take the baby home.

- But what about him?

- I'll catch him on the next curve.

(car crashing)

I'll show you what we do to kidnappers.

- Oh, please, please, please stop.

Here's the money.

- Oh, so you're the one that stole my
money.

- Yes, but the baby, the baby is mine.

- Tell it to the sheriff.

Put your hands behind you.

(cows mooing)

- Just wonderin' what the gals are doin'
right now.

(chuckling)

(Souvenir barking)

- Souvenir, come here, boy.

You want a souvenir, take this home with
you.

(cows mooing)

- Over behind the ridge up there,

he seems to be following us.

- Yeah, who?

- He's too high up to get a look at him

but you can see him, there he goes.

- You and Slim better do a little
investigatin'.

- Give me that coat.

Thanks.

- He's gettin' ahead of us, I heard his horse.

(whistling)

- Wonder what's keepin' Slim and Pete so
long?

They must've run into a whole gang.

- What do we do?

- Get the rest of the men, quick.

(gun firing)

- Guess that oughta bring the rest of 'em.

- There he goes, where's Slim and Pete?

(gun firing)

He's down.

- Nice work, Champion, keep down.

- Wonder who he is.

- Turn him over.

- Why it's Autry. - Spyin' on us.

- Well, we'll have those cattle outta here

before he can do anything about it.

- What'll we do with him?

- Well, we better not leave him here.

- Let's see how badly his horse is hurt.

- Looks okay to me.

- No broken legs, hey?

- I can't figure out what happened to Slim
and Pete.

- They're tied, safe and sound.

Turn around.

- You can't get away with this.

- Shut up, you tell that to Mr. Thomas and
the sheriff.

Now get on your horses.

- I'm terribly sorry, it was all a mistake.

- All a mistake, what good will that do me?

I wrecked my car, I tear my shirt, I lose my
baby.

- But Mr. Arizona didn't understand.

- Mr. Arizona, I tell you,

he's Gene Autry, the radio singer.

- No wonder he couldn't cook.

Millicent, you knew it all the time.

- Wait a minute, brother.

I think Gene'll wanna talk to you.

- Come here, Frog.

Keep 'em covered.

This man is a kidnapper.

- But she isn't my baby, she's his.

(giggling)

- Then you're not married.

- Of course not.

- See here, you've done nothin' but make
trouble

since you came on this ranch.

Now you and your drugstore cowboy
friend are fired.

Get your packs and get outta here.

- But Dad..

- It's all right, Miss Millicent

and by the way, Mr. Thomas, here are your
cattle rustlers.

- [Mr. Thomas] My what?

- I caught 'em drivin' your cattle out
through the canyon.

- Kirby said it was your orders, Mr.
Thomas.

He said you wanted to show up the
cowgirls

so Miss Millicent would let you fire them.

- [Mr. Thomas] I said nothing of the kind.

- And when I searched Kirby, I found

this contract in his pocket.

- So you agreed to deliver 15 hundred
head of my cattle

to the rail head, huh?

You're going to jail for this, Kirby, do you
understand?

And the rest of you are fired.

- I promised the other men I'd ask you to
let 'em off

and give 'em their jobs back if they'd tell
me the truth.

- But how do you know those men are
telling you the truth?

- I'm positive, Miss Thomas.

- It doesn't make any difference, I gotta
have somebody

to look after the cattle, couple of you fellas

take Kirby down to the sheriff.

- But what about the cowgirls?

- They're fired too, everybody's fired!

- Oh, Mr. Thomas!

Oh, Mr. Thomas!

Mr. Thomas!

- Oh, wait for me!

- How about it, do we get our jobs back
again?

- I say you do.

- But only on one condition.

- [Ranch Hand] What's that, Miss Millicent?

- You'll all have to range it with the girls.

- How about it, do I get my job back too?

- You heard the requirement.

(upbeat music)

,60 Do you take this girl to be your wife
,6O

(humming)

,60 Will you love this man then all your
life ,6O

(humming)

,60 We take this girl we take this man ,60

,60 We'll get along the best we can ,60

(humming)

,60 Where will the wedding supper be ,60

(humming)

,60 Where will the wedding supper be ,60

(humming)

,60 Where will the wedding supper be ,60

,60 Down to the mess hall leave it to me
,6O

(humming)

- And now, if you gentlemen will take the
wedding rings

and place them upon the third finger

of the bride's left hand.
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