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Mister, why don't you let the boy go?

He's no match for you.

You keep out of this, Mitch.

I'm no boy.

And you're no man.

You're gonna draw, aren't you?

One more.

Okay, when I finish this drink.

Sam. Beer.

I said beer, Sam.

Where there's my son!

My son!

All right.

You're all packed now.

I want you to take that valise and go up to the bend of the road and get on that

stagecoach for San Francisco when it comes. You understand?

I was born here in El Dorado, Pa.

You just can't boot me out.

I know you was born here.

Why wouldn't I know you was born here? Of course I know it.

You ain't gonna die here.

You're going out where there's some civilized folks and maybe you'll learn

something. If I didn't stuff your belly and slap you behind all these years to

have you end up a bundle of bones on some crummy saloon floor, no, sir, I

didn't. I didn't start the gunfight. It was forced on me, Davey.

This is still a gun town.

And as long as you strut around town with one of these hanging on your hip,

you're gonna miss supper one of these nights unexpected like.

You gotta stop treating me like a kid.

All right, then, act like a man, will ya?

Get a regular man's job.

I got a job.

With you.

That ain't what I mean at all.

I mean for you to go out and, well, find a nice girl and raise your own

family. Only get off of my back, will you?

I earned my way here.

Now I can handle horses just as good as anybody.

You said so yourself.

Well, never mind what I said.

Pa, you get on that coach for San Francisco, you understand?

That's all there is to say, Davey.

Davey.

That's... That's, um...

from you sometime, my boy.

Well, hello, David. What are you doing all dressed up?

Hey, David.

What?

Uh, Josh Randall.

What are you doing way out here in California anyway, Sam?

You still calling everybody Sam?

Only when I like them.

Hey, you two fellas get over against that fence.

What can I do for you?

Well, I'd like to rent a couple of your horses.

Uh, you mean you'd like to buy a couple of horses? No, no, I'd like to rent a

couple of horses. Well, I've got two horses here you can have for the price

one. No, rent.

Oh, you don't want to go renting? Nothing that's like, like... Throwing

money away, you got nothing left afterward.

Rent.

I got two of the best horses ever hit this country in here, and I'm going to

sell them to you.

Uh -uh.

Oh, I can't make no money renting them, you know that.

Well, just how much money can't you make?

Ten dollars a day?

No. Well, I'm losing money at that price.

Yeah, you could get rich losing money like that.

Oh, what are you trying to do? You think you're buying a dozen eggs or

something?

Nine.

Six. Them fellas there ought to be taking you in.

You're the bandit.

Eight. Six.

Oh, why don't you ask me to give them to you for nothing? Okay, that's fine with

me. No, no, no.

Eight.

Seven. It's a deal.

How long are you going to be wanting them for?

Oh, just long enough to get these fellas back to Nevada.

Nevada?

But them fellas do steal some chickens or something.

I'll help you saddle them up, huh?

She'd listen about your boy.

Get that first core cut, Jeff. Yeah, boy.

Gee, what about that gillin' over there? Oh, no, no, no.

Sam's the finest little mare in the state of California.

You wouldn't see me, would you, horse trainer? Of course not. Look, if you

her right, she'll run her heart out for you.

I got to do one of your canteens over here.

You get on back home and take care of things. I got some business to do.

Now, don't you go get no ideas. This is only temporary till I get that.

Well, I've been waiting for you, Sam.

I figured you'd head this way.

You sure do get around fast.

Only when I have to.

Yeah, well, I don't need no help, Barney.

I ain't here to help.

Somebody stole two good horses from me, and there ain't no one gonna do that.

Now, I aim to get them back, and we can ride together or go our own way. You

take your choice.

Ride together?

Let's get at it.

Okay.

You know what that means, don't you?

We separated.

He headed up the bit for Monterey.

I'm going to be awful hard on you for doing any chores.

No shooter, huh?

Better get you locked up someplace.

He didn't level the hole off and shoot you.

Kids gotta grow up.

If they live.

A tree can't grow in a closet.

Gotta give it room.

There ain't no father and no tree.

Just an expression?

No father, no expression, neither.

Just passing the time, Barney.

Look, Josh.

My kid is my business.

Let's just leave it that way, huh?

Sure.

No offense, Josh.

No offense taken, Barney.

Good night, Sam.

Hold it.

What's the matter with you? I already lost one horse. I ain't going to have

another one killed.

Are you coming, Sam?

Yeah.

Davey? Davey?

Ain't you gonna say hello to your pa?

Hello, pa.

Ain't you... Ain't you gonna ask your pa, is he all right?

You look all right.

So I guess you're all right.

Such a hurry, Davey.

Well, you told me that whenever you got back, I got to

leave.

Well, you sure got packed quick.

I never unpacked.

Davey, you know something?

I don't know.

Being a pa ain't easy, Davey.

I guess being a son ain't easy neither, huh?

Maybe. Was that all you got to say, maybe?

Well, nothing more to say.

Well, what are you standing around there for, then?

Go on, get out to the corral.

There's a lot of work left to do around this place.

Sure, Pa.

Baby, baby.

Kids sure think that money grows on trees.

Seven dollars a day, that's, uh... Forty -five even.

Thirty -five.

I see you changed your mind, huh?

You know, there's only one thing wrong with you, Sam.

Yeah. I learned how to mind my own business.

Jim.

That's right, Sam.