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We're just farmers.

Sorry.

You fellas kind of took me by surprise.

Yeah, so we notice.

You don't live around here, do you?

Naw, I'm gonna be visiting, though.

My name's Johnny Gibbs.

I'm brother-in-law to Lucas McCain.

And his... his wife is my sister.

Luke's gonna be surprised to see me

as I was to see you too fellas.

Now, why should a couple of riders on the trail

surprise you so much?

Oh, just wasn't expecting anybody.

Or were you?

Get a hold of his head.

Step up close till I can find a stirrup.

Come on, Pa!

Come on, Luke, ride him.

Let him go.

Yah!

Yah!

Yah!

Stick with him, Pa!

Move!

Yah!

Come on, Pa.

Hold on Hold on him, Pa, hold on.

Well, that's frolicsome little beast.

His name's Duster.

He's mine.

That is, he will be, soon as he's broke.

I wouldn't bet on the rider, boy.

He's gonna get his whiskers bucked off any minute.

Well, what's the matter?

Swallow something you can't get down?

He looks just the same, Ma.

Congratulations, Luke.

You were on him twice as long as anybody else.

Well, thanks.

Right now, I'll settle for a pillow.

Howdy, Luke.

Johnny boy, where did you come from?

Oh, places.

It's a good thing I made it here 'fore you busted your neck.

You're a sight for sore eyes, boy.

My brother-in-law, gents.

But don't let that easy smile fool you.

Johnny has a for breakfast

every morning with the rodeo.

Oh, Colonel McBernie's All-Star

Wild West Show and Rodeo, proud to know you, boys.

So that little colt's been giving you a rough time, eh?

I don't know, Johnny.

I softened him up a little.

Whoa.

Whoa.

That's your Uncle Johnny, son.

I know.

I knew him right off. Oh.

Whoa, boy. Whoa.

He said he didn't have time to pick up a present,

so he's breaking Duster for you instead.

At least, that's the general idea.

Come on, Uncle Johnny!

Come on ride him, rodeo rider!

Stick with him!

Stay with him!

That's it, boy.

Hold on!

He's ridin' him now!

You're doin' all right, Uncle Johnny.

You got him. Go on with him!

Go on!

Nice ride, Johnny.

Oh.

Boy oh boy.

Fine ride, Johnny.

Sure was.

Hey, look at that.

Hey, you OK, boy?

Oh, yeah, just up a little,

been laying off awhile.

Well, there's your colt, Mark.

Day or so, he'll be pure civilized.

Hey, what you got there?

Oh, it's a picture Mom used to keep on our table.

She talked too much about you, that I

felt like I knew you personally, or something like that.

Eh, Margaret was always fretting about

her hair-brained kid brother.

She had a heart full of love, Johnny.

Come on.

We got a lot to hash over.

See you later, boys!

So long, Lucas.

Take it slow and easy and easy, Luke.

Thanks for the help!

Come on, walk him, Luke.

Some ride, wasn't it.

Sure was.

Mark, I swear you could shave in not.

Like to ride into town this evening,

Johnny, have a look around?

Saw all there was to see passing through.

Do you ever get tired of just passing through?

Sometimes don't you feel like stopping somewhere and...

Settling down?

Not for me, Lucas.

I'm putting a Wild West show together over in Wichita.

Mhm. Got me a pretty good offer.

There's just one little hitch.

Hitch?

Yeah, gotta put my hands on some ready cash,

say about $200, $300.

You're looking at the wrong man, Johnny.

Cash is the most we've got least of around here.

Just a loan, Lucas.

I need it bad.

How come?

Ah.

You know me and money I just never learned to count it,

reckon.

You people in Wichita,

I rode with them before.

You barred into them pretty deep, I reckon.

I can use help on the ranch, Johnny.

$30 a month is all I can pay, but it'll be free and clear.

It will give you a chance to catch up with yourself.

What do you say, Uncle Johnny?

Might like it good enough to stay.

You can't tell.

Look, fellas, this is a family visit.

Now, let's not make me a problem.

What are you gonna do, Johnny?

I'll make out.

Howdy, Mark.

Mr. Kemper.

Howdy, Lucas.

Hello, Alvah.

I heard about that brother-in-law

of yours from Sherham.

Started me thinking.

Oh, I know what that usually means.

What kind of a jamboree you planning this time, Alvah?

I think I know how I can teach Jeff Stacey a little humility,

might even make a human being out of him.

That'll take some doing.

'Course it's gonna require a little help from the boy there.

Johnny, this is Alvah Kemper, one of the best

ranchers around here.

How are you, Mr. Kemper?

Hope everything I heard about you is true.

Well, that depends on what you heard.

Well, I'll get right to the nub.

There's a high-handed rancher named Stacey in these parts

who insists on confusing himself with the Almighty.

Oh?

Doesn't know the taste of being beaten at anything.

Set on being the biggest cattleman in the state

'fore he dies.

Just where do I fit in, Mr. Kemper?

Well, it just so happens he has an outlaw colt

name Lucifer, has thrown every able-bodied

man in this section.

No one's been able to stay on that colt

for more than three jumps.

And you think I can?

Well, I'm gonna tell Stacy that you can.

I'm gonna tell him I think a crackerjack

rodeo rider like you can stay on Lucifer

for at least 30 seconds.

That'll get him.

Well, I...

I'm gonna bet a sizable sum, boy, that you can do it.

If you do, I'll put up the prize money.

$100.

You're crawling way out on the limb, Alvah.

Want to make him eat crow just once.

Make him come back to the level of ordinary folks,

easier to live with.

Johnny?

Tell Mr. Stacey that Lucifer and me have got a date.

Good boy.

I'll set it for Saturday in your corral, Lucas.

All right, Alvah.

Mr. Kemper?

Yeah?

Don't you worry.

They'll be changing Lucifer's name to Buttermilk

after Uncle Johnny's through with him.

So long, boys.

Goodbye, Alvah.

Oh boy.

Why do you suppose Uncle Johnny changed his mind

and went into town, Pa?

Restless, I imagine.

You think a lot of your Uncle Johnny, don't you, son?

The way Ma talked, I'd rather be like him

than anybody else in the world.

Maybe a little neater, I hope.

What is it, Pa?

Stop fusing with those blankets, and get to bed.

Pa, I was thinking I could stay up until...

You heard me, son. Get to bed.

And what made you think I'd be interested in a proposition

like this, young man?

Look me in the eye when I talked to you!

I've trailed with the best in my day.

All those that turned out big...

Tom and Charlie Goodnight,

and all the rest of them...

I busted my legs when a mare throwed me.

Don't you fool yourself thinking I'm an invalid.

I'm getting there just the same and big.

Oliver here is my legs and my fists when I need him.

I understand, Mr. Stacey.

Now, I figure it would be worth about $500

to make sure you'd win Saturday.

You do?

Don't you?

Oliver, can we trust this sterling young character?

Knowing why he wants the money, I'm pretty sure.

Shake on that, Mr. Stacey?

That's not part of the deal.

Evening.

Just a family visit, huh?

Let's not make you a problem.

So now you know.

Well, I... I was gonna tell you as soon as I got my nerve up.

You want to hear my side of it?

Or you just gonna stand there and judge me?

Go ahead.

Talk.

Show folded in Boston.

I was broke as usual.

What have you got against work?

I tried it all over.

Like a bull in a China shop, but you get used to living one way,

and you can't settle for a

belly and beans money.

So you held up an express office, huh?

I was drunk, bleary-eyed.

I didn't even know what it was doing.

Proof of that, I backed right out of the express office

into the sheriff's arms and dropped the

on his toe.

In the confusion, I managed to escape.

It was like a big joke.

I don't think it's a joke, Johnny.

Luke, I'm a lot of things I'm not proud of,

but I'm not a thief.

Please, Luke, don't turn against me.

Well, what do you expect me to do?

Let me ride a horse Saturday.

If I'm lucky enough to win, I'll take Kemper's money

and cut down, head for Mexico.

I don't know.

I wish I didn't have to ask you.

He said he'd rather be like you

than anyone else in the world.

Huh?

Mark.

Oh, well, you know kids.

Now, Luke, you've got a problem...

Yeah, I know kids.

You owe it to Margaret to stick by me.

She would have.

You know she would, Luke.

I guess it does call for an explanation, Mark.

See, a big ox of a man was making

some mighty off-color remarks to a little lady in front

of the hotel last night.

I had to go buttin' in.

Turned out she was his wife.

But she sure had a wallop like a mule.

I'm going to town.

You clean up here, Mark.

Lucas.

I'll see you later.

Morning, Micah.

Well, Luke, good morning.

What brings you into town so early?

Well...

Say, if you're gonna joke about this

being the only way I can clean up North Fork, don't bother.

I already heard it.

No, I want to talk to you about my brother-in-law.

No, you don't.

Oh, no.

You ain't gonna hook me into making a bet in that match.

I know the horse.

I know all about your brother-in-law's reputation.

Too much of a standoff for a man that likes the odds.

Let's go inside, Micah.

Besides, maybe you're setting a bad

example with your bettin'.

I heard put up his week's

earnings with young Sanford.

I didn't know that.

Oh yeah.

He's been bragging so much on your brother-in-law,

Sanford told him to put up or shut up.

Oh, I... I know gambling's bad for a youngster,

but, well, after all, he was just sort of sticking up

for his own kinfolk.

Maybe you're right, Micah.

Anyway, I can talk to you about Johnny later.

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care.

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care.

Jimmy crack corn and I don't care.

Master's gone away.

Whoa, son.

Oh boy.

Drunk.

Mr. Stacey doesn't like drunks.

Maybe I don't like Mr. Stacey.

Mr. Stacey doesn't like drunks because they talk too much.

I think he understands now.

Sorry, Mr. Stacey.

I'll watch myself.

You'd better.

Now clear out.

Jimmy crack corn,

and I don't care.

Jimmy crack corn, and I don't care.

Ohh!

Are you the master, doo doo dah dah dah dah dah dee.

Your bed's over here, Uncle Johnny.

Mark, my partner, you are a good boy.

You know, I got championship belts and a whole mess

of medals in the rodeo.

Would you like to have them, kid?

Don't need no more to prove anything to me, Uncle Johnny.

You're all right just the way you are.

Couldn't give 'em to you anyway.

They're in pawn shops all over creation.

You know...

Oh, thank you, Mark.

Ah.

But you know, I almost always got top prize money...

Ah, thank you... at the rodeo.

Did you know that, Mark?

Oh, Jimmy crack corn...

Better get some sleep, Uncle Johnny.

Don't you see I'm leading up to something?

I... I am a no good nothing, just a cold-footed blowhard.

No!

And I don't want you to go fooling

yourself I'm 10 foot tall!

Now, you stop that, see?

Don't leave me, Mark.

Don't go away.

I got a lot to say.

Do me more good than sleeping.

Don't go away, Mark.

I won't, Uncle Johnny.

Lucas.

I've got something to say to you.

Well, say it, boy.

I made a deal with Jeff Stacey.

It means $500 to me to make sure he wins this afternoon.

You did what?

Hold it, Lucas.

Now, I want you to believe this.

I changed my mind.

I won't give you any reason to be ashamed of me

this afternoon.

I'll ride that bronc into the ground, even if it kills me.

After that, I'll be ready for the marshal.

How come?

Ohh, I got a clear picture of myself all of a sudden.

But, like always, there's one little hitch.

Oh?

I was lying to you about the show folding in Boston.

I busted my hip a year ago in Cheyenne.

As a rodeo cowboy, I'm through for good.

That's why I started drinking.

That's why...

I know, Johnny.

Things happen.

Well, anyway, whether I stay on him

for 10 seconds or 30 seconds, I'll be trying my level best.

It may not be good enough.

And Stacey?

Every man to his own snakes.

Attention, everybody, attention!

All right, everybody.

Quiet and listen.

We all know that nobody has ever been

able to stay on Jeff Stacey's colt Lucifer

for more than 15 seconds.

We know he's pretty ornery proud of the fact

that his colt's the meanest animal in these parts.

Now, the bet is that Johnny Gibbs,

distant kid of Lucas McCain, will stay on the colt

not 15 seconds but 30.

So step up and bet, gentlemen.

The contest is about to start.

Well, Lucas.

I better be getting down to Sloan's Crossing,

if that's the way you want it.

That's the way Johnny wants it.

I'll be waiting.

The bets are made, and the rider is mounted.

Remember, 30 seconds.

Say when, Johnny.

Now!

5 seconds, 10 seconds.

Stick with him, Uncle Johnny!

Hold on!

Nice going, Johnny!

15 seconds!

20 seconds.

I don't get it, Mr. Stacey.

Come on, Uncle Johnny!

25 seconds!

30 seconds!

He did it!

He did it, Pa!

Yes, he did, son.

Mr. Stacey wants to talk to you.

Send him my forwarding address.

Get moving, Oliver, right on out of North Fork.

Come on, get moving.

All right, McCain.

McCain, what gives you the call to be

bossing around one of my men?

Since one of them started interfering with

my personal family, Mr. Stacey.

Maybe you'd prefer to have the marshal do the interfering.

I've already talked to Micah.

And now I'm gonna talk to you about yourself and these people

you never learned to live with.

You know, the way you think, the way you do things,

it hasn't won you the respect you've been fighting for.

That's enough, McCain!

If folks knew the kind of hand you were playing today,

they'd start looking down at you even more.

Or worse, they might even take to laughing at you,

turning away when you talk to them.

So if I was sitting where you are, Jeff, I'd...

I'd try and look at things differently.

It's not too late.

You might even learn to like it.

Giddy-up.

So long, Luke.

So long, Johnny.

Mark, you take good care of your dad.

Johnny.

If Johnny sends you all the championship belts he promised,

you're gonna have quite a collection, Mark.

Where's he gonna send them from, jail?

You knew all along?

He told me.

Oh.

It wasn't because he was drinking either.

Deep down inside, he wanted to tell me.

And you stuck by him anyhow.

Didn't you?

Seems I've been siding you short, son.

I thought I had to keep my boy from getting hurt.

All that time, he was a man.

I'll try not to forget that.