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OLD RANGER:
And now,Death Valley Days.

♪♪ [ trumpet ]

Ha.

Yah.

Yah.

Yah.

Howdy, folks.

I'’m the Old Ranger,
and I have another interesting,

true story for you
about the historic
Death Valley country.

How is it that one man
goes far in this world?

Becomes a big success
while another,

with the same opportunities,
never seems to get anywhere.

That'’s the situation
in our story tonight.

[ man reading ]

"Meet me at Saddle Back
tomorrow morning.

Big deal set."

Well,
good for Little Charlie.

[ dog barking ]

Charlie will be showing up
any minute now.

I left a note for him
to meet us here.

I thought you were Charlie.We'’re both Charlies.

He'’s Big Charlie,

I'’m Little Charlie.

Oh.Look at this belt, Poppa.

Isn'’t it stunning?
I want it.

Well, I'’m sorry, miss,
but that'’s not for sale.

It says Blue Goat, $50.

Well, that'’s the name
of the Indian

who pawned it and the amount
I loaned him against it.

Oh.

Well, I'’m sure if my father
made him an offer...

You will, Poppa?

I'’m out here
buying a mine, Daughter.

Not Indian jewelry.

Well, I do think
the least you can--

I got your message.I figured you would.

Meet Mr. Gates.
Charlie Loomis.

Spencer Gates,

the Gates Mining Syndicate?

That'’s right.

It'’s a pleasure
to meet you, sir.

And this
is my daughter, Consuelo.

Also a pleasure.

Thank you.

The papers
are all drawn up.

All they need
is your signature.

Have you pen and ink?Sure.

There you are, Mr. Gates.And here are the checks.

I made them out separately.
$25,000 each.

To Charles Loomis
and to Charles Porter.

$25,000.
Thank you, sir.

Yes, thanks Mr. Gates.

And now what do you say
if we ride out to my new mine

and check up on a few things?

Sure, I'’ll be glad to.

First of all, would you
please buy this belt for me?

He told you
it'’s not for sale, Consuelo.

Well, if the young lady
would like

to leave a name and address

and if Blue Goat
don'’t claim it

in a couple of years, why--

A couple of years?
I want it now.

Does that
belong to Blue Goat?

Yeah.Well, it doesn'’t anymore.

It'’s yours, Miss Gates.

Mine?

Blue Goat'’ll go to depart
with it if I say so.

He owes me money too.

You'’re wonderful.

Now I know why
they call you Big Charlie.

MR. GATES:
Shall we go?

Oh, sure.

Thank you.

Don'’t I get a lamp?You wait outside.

But I want to see the mine.

And put a jinx on it?
Nothing dern.

Oh, it'’s supposed
to be bad luck
for a woman

to enter a mine.

You don'’t
believe that, do you?

Well, I do believe

that you'’ll get
your clothes dirty, ma'’am.

Oh, all right.

It'’s gonna take
a pretty good size pump

to get that water
out of there.

Yeah, the rain
sure filled it up.

And I'’ll have to sink
a vertical shaft
for ventilation.

Well, I'’d say about 200-- [ rumbling ]

Rock slide!

Consuelo, look out!

Rock slide!

[ screams ]

Consuelo,
are you all right, honey?

Boy, I don'’t see how
you ever got there so fast.

Me, I couldn'’t move.

No, don'’t put me down yet.
I'’m too weak to stand up.

He'’s just the kind of a man
you need in your company.

He knows mining, certainly.

And he'’s a go-getter,
thinks and acts fast.

Lets nothing
stand in his way.

He'’d be invaluable to you.

It couldn'’t be
you want him for yourself?

Of course I do.
Buy him for me, Poppa?

Please?All right, honey.

Look, Charlie,
there'’s something

I got to tell you.

LITTLE Charlie:
Yeah?

I had a talk with the old man
this afternoon, Mr. Gates.

He made me a proposition.

To represent him out here?

To go back East with him.

Work in New York.You said yes.

Mm, it'’s a chance
of a lifetime.

Well, you'’ll be
a brain fool if you didn'’t.

[ sighs ]
I'’m glad you feel
that way, Charlie.

I was afraid-- Well,
you know we'’ve been partners

for ten years.

I'’m gonna do something
for you, too,

once I'’m set.

Oh, don'’t bother, Charlie.

I'’m-- I'm stayin'’
right here.

You'’re not gonna
keep on prospecting?

No, I...I'’m gonna
do something

I'’ve always had
a hankering for.

I'’m gonna buy out
old Si Dodge.

I'’m gonna run Saddle Back.

The Trading Post?
What is it in that?

Comfortable living, a home.

People.But it won'’t lead anywhere.

Well, I don'’t want
to go anywheres.

Ah, look, Charlie, I know
you'’re kind of sore at me

for walking out on you--Oh, not a bit.

I-I-I expected it.

You'’re much too big a guy

to be willing to spend
the rest of your life

in the desert.

You'’re darn tootin'.

Well, me,
I'’m...I'm Little Charlie.

I belong here.

Haven'’t you got
any ambition?

I don'’t want the world,
if that'’s what you mean.

Well, I do.

And I'’m out to get
my share of it.

I'’m going back East
with Spencer Gates.

Learn all there is to know
about big business.

Make myself
indispensable to him.

Marry his daughter.

If she'’ll have me.
She could do a lot worse.

Well, I hope it all works out
as you say, Charlie.

It will.
Nothing'’s going to stop me.

Spencer Gates-Loomis
behaved like an angel,
didn'’t he?

I was petrified
I'’d drop him.

Whoever invented the idea
of a father

holding a baby
at a christening?

[ laughs ]

Better take him up
to the nursery, Gibbs.

He'’s had enough excitement
for one day.

Before he goes,
I'’d like to tell you

about my christening present
for him.

I set up a trust fund
in his name.

5,000 shares in
the Gates Mining Enterprises.

Poppa, how sweet of you.5,000 shares?

That'’s a small fortune.

Oh, '’tis never a day
that a man has a grandson.

I suppose
if it'’d been a girl?

Oh, I'’d have been
disappointed, naturally.

I'’ve always wanted a son.Sorry.

Oh, that'’s all right.

You'’ve given me
a good son-in-law

to follow in my footsteps.

And now, a grandson
to follow after him.

Spencer Gates-Loomis.

We'’ll send him
to the School of Mines
here at Columbia.

Give him all that
engineering background,

and then when he'’s ready
to come into the office--

Oh, stop it!

He'’s only eight months old,

and already you'’re talking
about making a business machine

out of him.

Well, I won'’t have it.Consuelo.

It'’s bad enough
to be married to a man

who thinks
of nothing but work.

That isn'’t true, darling.

Oh, isn'’t it?

You never have
any time for me

to do the things
I want to do.

If you'’re thinking
about the horse show...

And the opening night
of the opera

and the Esther Ball,
the most brilliant party

given in New York.

We'’ve missed them all
because you'’ve been

too busy to take me.

Listen, my dear.

Your husband is one
of the ablest young men
in this country.

Right on the threshold
of a tremendous career.

You'’ve got to make
a few sacrifices

for his sake,
go along with him.

Later, it will be
easier, darling.

Right now,
these are the years that count.

If you could
just bear with me.

Of course,
I'’m a selfish little beast.

Forgive me.

How much longer
are you going to grubstake

that old bindlestiff?

Who, Caleb?
He'’ll strike it someday.

And if he don'’t?At least he'’ll have tried.

Charlie, you'’re a fool,

staking all these guys
communing around here.

I was a prospector
once myself, Casey.

Yeah, you'’ll be out
prospecting again

one of these days
if you don'’t watch out.

Charlie!

Charlie, come, come quick.
Blue Goat dying.

Got knife in belly.

Well, who stuck him?

Me.You?

Blue Goat eat bad fish.
Got pain in belly.

Swell up so,
hard like drum.

Me stick him, let gas out.

Where'’d you ever get
such a crazy idea.

Me see man stick knife
and called it get '’em gas,

swell up, work fine.

Jerusalem.

Some folks think life
in the desert is dull.

Wait,
are you closing up shop?

You heard what she said.
We can'’t let Blue Goat die.

But this
is Saturday night, Charlie.

The best spending night.

All the customers
will be coming around.

They'’ll just have to wait.

Now, look, you don'’t have
to be the great white father.

You'’re a storekeeper
and you should stay

at the store and be--

I told the undertaker
to send a second carriage

full of flowers
to the hospital.

That was very thoughtful
of you.

He meant more to me
than my own father ever did.

He thought as much of you
as if you were his own son.

You realize this makes you

one of the wealthiest heiress
in America?

And puts on my shoulders
the responsibility

of carrying on
the vast financial empire

that he built.

Not just yet.

First we'’re going to take
a good, long vacation.

Go to Europe together.Europe?

For at least three months.Consuelo.

The children
will be all right.

They'’re eight and ten now,
and Miss Rollins will be here.

I'’m not thinking
about the children.

I couldn'’t possibly
get away at this time.

With all the decisions
to be made

and your father'’s estate
to settle.

That can wait.

That shows
how little you know
about business, my dear.

Look, I'’ve been
tied down here

ever since Dad
was taken sick.

We'’ve both been under
a terrible strain.

We need to get away.Later, perhaps.

That'’s what you've been
saying for years.

Later, later, later.
Well, I want to go now.

I'’m sick and tired of waiting.

Use your head, Consuelo.

I'’m sorry.
I didn'’t mean to snap at you.

Oh, Charlie, what makes us
quarrel so much?

What'’s happening to us?I guess it'’s my fault.

Perhaps we should be apart
for a little while.

Perhaps I should go
to Europe anyway.

Why don'’t you?

And I'’ll join you later
if I find I can.

I hate to do this
to you, Charlie.

But I got no choice.

Your taxes is way
in arrears,

and if you don'’t pay up,

I'’ll have to take
this place over.

That'’s the law.How much time I got, Sheriff?

Well,
under the circumstances,

I'’ll extend it to 30 days.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Going at $1,500.
Do I hear anymore bids?

This is just the building,
mind you.

The stock will all be
auctioned off separately.

Come on, callers.
How '’bout you, Josh?

You'’re not
gonna let this go

for $1,500?

Come on.

Going once.

Going twice.

Sold, to Mr. Sam Tobin
for $1,500.

And what a buy.

You can bet Sam Tobin
won'’t extend credit

or close up shop
to ten sick Indians.

What are you going
to do now, Charlie?

Start prospecting again,
just like you said.

Why, Charles.

I thought you were dining
at the club

with the board of directors.

It had to be postponed.

Consuelo,
what'’s the meaning of this?

I'’ll order dinner
for you, Charles.

I'’m going out myself
to the opera.

I asked you a question.
Who is this fellow?

It gives his name,
doesn'’t it?

Henri de Fefrand.A French Count.

Yes.

I'’ve heard rumors
you were receiving attention

from some other man.

But I didn'’t believe it.

My wife.

Well, now you know.

I'’m amazed at you, Consuelo.

I'’m planning
to marry him, Charles.

What?

Just as soon
as you give me a divorce.

Consuelo,
have you lost your mind?

I'’ve waited over 20 years

for a husband that would
devote himself to me, Charles.

At last I found one.

Now I'’m going to lead
the kind of a life I like.

A life of pleasure.Yes.

A home in Paris,
a villa in the Riviera.

Swim, dance, have fun.

What does he do
for a livelihood?

Nothing, but I have enough
for us both.

I'’d be glad to have
you keep the house, Charles.

You sound as if
it were all settled.

It is, except
for the divorce proceedings.

The children get to divide
their time between us.

They'’re practically
grown up anyway.

And what about me?

[ bell ringing ]

There'’s Henri now.

Aren'’t you giving
any thought to me?

You still
have your business,

which is what you were
wedded to anyway.

I didn'’t know you could be
so hard, Consuelo.

What do you think
has made me so?

Good-bye, Charles.

Hello, Sheriff.Charlie!

I was hopin'’
I run into some prospector.

Can you give me a hand?Doing what?

A feller dead
in a shack up yonder.

I found him on a stop
just now for water.

Murdered?No, no guy.

A heat stroke, most likely.
Been dead several days.

You want me
to help you bury him?

If I can
borrow your shovel.

The only one in the shack'’s
got a broken handle.

Sure, I'’ll be glad to.

You lead the way,
I'’ll follow you.

Oh, that'’s mighty good
of you, Charlie.

Oh, I ain'’t no hurry.

I'’m not goin' nowheres
in particular.

Why, it'’s Caleb Peters.You know him?

I grubstaked him for years.

I lost track of him
after I gave up Saddle Back.

Poor old guy.

Does he got any kin?Not that I know of.

There may be somethin'’
in the way of letters

which will tell us.

Here we are.

Last will and testament.
Charlie.

He'’s left everything
to you.

All of his debts?

"To Charlie Porter,

my good friend
and stakeholder."

Here'’s his bank book.

$150, $425,
[ whistles air ].

$190, $100,
where did he get it all?

Little extracts
here and there.

Okay, but...

I always knew
you was honest.

That you'’d
pay me back someday.

Too bad it come too late
to save Saddle Back for you.

Well, it ain'’t too late
to buy it back again.

And that'’s exactly what
I aim to do.

Now, if it don'’t fit,
you can tell her

to bring it back
after Christmas

and get the right size.

Thanks, Charlie.

Oh, you spending
Christmas alone?

Yep.
Right here.

You know, Charlie,
you should get married.

Oh, shucks, I'’m too old.

Eh, every man
needs a partner.

I'’ve had the only partner
I reckon I'’ll ever have.

Big Charlie?

Yeah.

It'’s been all
of 28 years now.

It'’s funny,
I still kind of miss

the old son of a gun.

[ clears throat ]
Well, Merry Christmas to you.

Yes, Merry Christmas, Casey.

Well.

[ door opens, closes ]

Hello, Dad.Oh, Connie.

[ sighs ]

Good evening, Grandpapa.

I'’ve been racing to get
my Christmas shopping done.

Well,
you still have a week.

Oh, but I haven'’t.

I'’m leaving the day
after tomorrow.

Leaving?

I'’ve had the most
wonderful invitation, Father.

You know the Mortimers?

Well, they'’re opening up
their house

in Stockbridge
for the holidays.

All our crowd is invited for
a real old-fashioned Christmas.

And you'’re going?Oh, I can'’t wait.

I-I knew you wouldn'’t mind.

I mean, Christmas
doesn'’t mean a thing to you.

You'’re not
the sentimental type.

Of course not.

Your brother would be
disappointed, though,

to come home
and not find you here.

Oh, Gates.

He'’ll be so busy stepping out
with all his baby dolls,

he'’ll never even notice.

Pol Roger.

Seems to me you'’re
pretty popular yourself.

Just the usual
from business friends.

Just. Listen to him.
The big tycoon.

Well, I must fly.

I'’m going to dinner
at Delmonico'’s.

Oh, [ chuckles ].

By the way,
I'’m so terribly broke.

I'’ll have a check made out.Thank you, Dad.

You'’re the most
practical parent.

I adore you.

[ door closes ]

[ phone ringing ]

Hello? Yes?

Yes, this is
Mr. Charles Loomis.

Yes, of course,
put him on.

Hello, Gates. How are you?

You'’re going where? Paris?

I know your mother
would like

to have you
with her over there.

That'’s a pretty
expensive trip for a coup--

Oh, she cabled you
the passage money?

Sure. Oh, I understand.

A Merry Christmas
to you, too.

And...

give my regards to...Paris.

By George,
it'’s exactly what I'll do.

[ train horn ]

[ sighs ]

Best Christmas dinner
I ever ate.

Ah, this country
never changes, does it?

Same sand,
same smell of sagebrush,

same everlasting silence.

Yep.

It'’s only the men
that'’s different.

You'’re not different, Charlie.

You'’re just the same fellow
you were 28 years ago.

Still no ambition.[ chuckles ]

Now, tell me.

If you could start
all over again,

go back to that day
we camped here in '’85...

I reckon I'’d live my life
the same way.

It suited me.
What about you?

Oh, I suppose
I'’d do the same.

In spite of everything.
I couldn'’t help myself.

It'’s in the stars
what we'’re to be.

No, it'’s--
it'’s in ourselves.

You'’re born to be big,
or you'’re born to be little.

And when all'’s said and done,
who'’s to judge

which is the better life?

Maybe you can answer
that question

now you'’ve seen the story.

Big Charlie
or Little Charlie?

Which is the better life?

Material success
or inner satisfaction?

♪♪ [ trumpet ]