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Jeremiah.

Hello.

I was wondering if you might let me have some...

Well, all I want is some water.

If, uh, you don't want me to take this, I'll pour it back.

No, please, help yourself. Thanks, I will.

It's been a long while since I passed a creek.

Much obliged.

Oh, I've had a mouthful of cotton since early this morning.

Where do you come from? Back east.

Way back east... Pennsylvania. Pennsylvania?

But more recently, Laramie, Wyoming.

- Where are you going now? - Oh, it doesn't matter.

I'm just, uh, going.

- Where? Tell me where. - West.

Uh, Medicine Bow.

I'd better be on my way if I'm going to make it before nightfall.

Wait, please.

What's your name? David. David Sutton.

I'm Saranora.

Saranora. I was called after my mother.

Pleased to meet you, Saranora.

Maybe I'll come this way again. I'll sure stop by.

Take me with you. Please.

Take me to Medicine Bow.

I've got to get away from here. I can't stand it anymore. You!

Get on your horse and ride on out of here.

Leave the girl be!

I only stopped by for a drink of water.

Well, actually, I was on my way to Medicine Bow.

I hoped to get there before dark.

Now wait. There's no need for that.

You're making some kind of mistake.

You'd better go.

- But this is all wrong. - Please go.

Thanks for the water.

Who was he?

Tell me his name, girl. I don't know his name. I didn't ask him.

Whoa, Buck.

You gotta have a beer with us, Trampas, before you see your gal.

Oh, you know I hate to keep a woman waiting.

I like to be on time and neat. One beer ain't gonna hurt. Come on.

Oh... Coley, you wouldn't be trying to get me all liquored up...

so I couldn't make my date, now would ya?

I wouldn't do a nasty thing like that, would I?

Yeah, you would. But I'm not gonna give you the chance.

Come on, Trampas... one beer. It's Saturday night.

Besides, we got something to drink on.

Like what? Mustang round-up.

I got us a buyer over in Rawlins. Take every head we can bring in.

We've got to drink to sign our agreement.

Well... No, I...

Just one. Come on.

Hey, swamper. Yeah?

What's taking you so dad-burn long? I'm just about done.

Well, hurry up and finish, and get that dirty bucket out of here.

Right.

Now, listen. I'm only gonna have one drink.

I don't wanna show up at this gal's house smellin' like no brewery.

- Why, you... - I'll get you something to clean it.

Clean? I'll... Look at my pants! I'm gonna wipe that guy's...

Here's a... I'll wipe you off the face of Wyoming!

Go get him, Trampas! Make it hurt!

Go get him! Look out. The stairs are wet.

Get 'im!

- Give me a hand, Harp. - No, don't touch him.

It might be his back.

Just what do you know about it?

If you move him, you might kill him.

It's his leg.

That leg'll have to be set.

It's a fracture. You...

You get outta my sight. You hear me? You get outta my sight.

All right, swamper. You heard him. Move.

- She don't look too good. - She's in pain.

I knowed she was in trouble. She can't even raise her head.

Probably won't last the night.

What do you think?

Just wastin' a bullet.

You needn't watch.

Shot the mare.

He likes to kill things.

Told him he didn't have to do it. You think he'd believe me.

I ain't disturbing you, am I?

The way you keep readin' that book over and over again, you should know it by heart.

It's my mother's book. It's the only thing left of her in this house.

He got rid of everything else. Show me some pictures.

Show me that one about the old guy in the tin suit...

tryin' to slice up that fire-breathing snake.

You know something, Saranora?

You're too pretty to bury your nose in some old book.

Give it to me!

You give me my mother's book! You...

What'll you give me to get it back, huh? What'll you give me?

Help me, Rafe.

Help me get away from this house.

Hmm?

You want me to help you?

I can't live here anymore.

You don't like it either.

I'd lose my job. He'd skin me alive.

Well, you don't like your old job anyway.

Please. Please, Rafe.

Help me.

You'd do anything to get outta here, wouldn't you?

Okay. I'll help you.

Do anything you ask.

You're a liar!

You're just like him.

You'll never get away from here.

You're gonna rot in this place! There, now.

Uh, you know what she just done, Jeremiah? She...

Minute your back was turned, she come to me and she asked me to help her run away.

And that ain't all neither. No.

She... You were sweet-talking to me.

You saw how she was loving me up when you...

It ain't my fault, Jeremiah. You know how she is.

- Go in your room. - No.

Do as I say.

Go!

Le-Let me... Let me sit here for a while...

and-and read my mother's book.

The fire...

Go in your room!

Let me out of here!

Let me out! Please!

Let me out, please. Please let me out!

Coley will have to take over for Trampas on the round-up,

and the rest of the hands will just have to double up on some of the other chores.

Our top hand with a broken leg.

I sometimes wonder if the Almighty knew what he was doing...

when he invented Saturday night.

Clay, this young man would like to speak with you.

This is Mr. Grainger, my husband. Mr. Sutton.

Thank you.

How do? Pleased to meet you, sir.

What can I do for you, Mr. Sutton?

Well, sir, one of your hands was injured at the Rocky Mountain Saloon,

and I feel partly responsible.

Well, why should you feel responsible? He fell down stairs.

Yes, sir, but, uh, he was chasing me at the time.

- Well, you're the swamper. - Yes, sir.

I mean I was. They let me go on account of the ruckus.

Oh, well, I'm sorry to hear that.

Well, what can I do for you?

I want to do what's right.

I'd sure hate to see that cowpoke turned out because he couldn't do his job.

And, well, I'd like to work in his place till his leg heals.

Uh, no wages. Just room and board.

Well, there's been no thought of turning him out, Mr. Sutton.

Trampas is our top hand. I'm sure he'll

make up for any work he lost when he's able.

It's mostly that, uh, I feel obliged.

You couldn't have had too much ranch experience,

or you wouldn't have been cleaning out cuspidors...

in the Rocky Mountain Saloon in the first place.

- Oh. Well, I have had some experience. - With cattle?

Well, no, not cattle. But I know a lot about horses.

Well, I guess we can always use a good horse wrangler.

Have you ever trained a cutting horse, Mr. Sutton?

Uh, no. No, I haven't.

You know what a Percheron Pudding Foot is?

Pudding Foot?

I'm not sure.

- Can you tie an alamar knot? - No.

You ever used a hackamore?

Do you know the difference between a Spanish spade bit and a Chileno?

Do you prefer doghouse stirrups or the Visalia?

I guess I don't know as much as I thought I did.

I have my own horse. I ride him and take good care of him.

That's just about all the experience I've had.

What we need here at Shiloh are seasoned hands, Mr. Sutton.

- We don't need a saddle warmer. - Mr. Grainger.

Whatever the Virginian says goes for me too.

Well, couldn't you take him on a trial basis and see how he works out?

Elizabeth...

I know. It's not a woman's place to interfere.

And you are the foreman. But experience isn't everything.

Couldn't you at least give him a chance?

Well, what harm can it do?

I'm strong. I have all my senses. I'm a good learner.

Well, don't look at me. I pass.

Well, it's not just missing the roundup.

I spotted this Appaloosa colt in this herd last spring.

Whew. Good-lookin'... Good-lookin' animal.

Must be about 15 hands by now.

I thought he'd make a real good...

Deal me out.

Boys, say hello to the new hand I just hired... Dave Sutton.

He's the swamper.

You mean he's gonna work here? That's right.

Since when do we need us a saloon swamper?

Get it straight, Coley. From now on, he's a ranch hand.

Why, he's a slope-jawed, green-eared tenderfoot.

First he breaks Trampas's leg. What's he doing out here now?

He ain't gonna take Trampas's job? That's not why he came out here.

He... I was, uh, fired from the saloon...

and heard this is a good place to work.

Oh, yeah, it used to be. Coley...

You take Sutton under your wing and you show him where the work is.

And I don't want any trouble. Understand?

Now you listen to me, swamper, and you listen good.

I'm gonna make you sorry you ever heard of the Shiloh ranch.

If you don't like it, you can always quit.

Go faster!

It's gonna be sundown before you finish one hole.

You had enough dust? You want a little more? Come on. Move it!

You ever get paid for what you do?

How you like it now, swamper?

You still want to be a ranch hand?

My work day is over.

I don't have to listen to your big mouth.

So kindly shut it.

Yeah, well, why don't you shut it for me?

A long ways to town. Too far to walk.

I thought you were helping to clear the field.

I was. But I had to come back and sharpen my ax.

Got to whet it some.

You better not let Jeremiah catch you with that.

Jeremiah ain't here.

I left him out in the field chopping at the roots of an old stump.

That ought to keep him busy a while.

I have work to do, if you haven't.

Oh, let him do his own work.

Here, have some.

Make things look a lot prettier.

You better pick up every one of those pieces before Jeremiah sees them.

You had no call to do that.

Get out of my way!

Don't act like that.

You're nice enough to everyone else that comes along.

Not that I blame you. Not one bit.

'Cause, uh, you have a hard life here, Saranora.

Who knows that better than me? He'd break my back if I let him.

But I was thinking, maybe, uh...

Well, you and me could make it easier on each other.

Huh?

Be nice to me.

Or what? You'll lie to him again?

You were nice enough to that whiskey drummer,

and he was old enough to be your pa. Ain't that right?

Now, be nice to me, Saranora.

Saranora! What's happened?

- Where's Rafe? - He's in the barn. He's drunk.

Did he lay a hand on you?

- Well, did he? - Yes, he did.

Saranora!

I never... I never... I never touched her.

I wouldn't. You know that.

What are you doing with that rope?

Just what it looks like. If you've got something else for me to do, tell Coley.

He's just about run out of chores for tomorrow.

Well, now, I didn't think you were so touchy.

I figure if I learn to rope, I won't have to

spend the rest of my life digging postholes.

You mind if I see that?

Sure. Here.

What kind of loop were you using? Ordinary loop, I guess.

Does it make any difference? Here. Will you hold that?

Not if you're ropin' a barrel.

But if you're ropin' a mustang, you want a loop like this, see?

And throw it right over the top of your head, up here, see?

You just throw it down.

Now, I've been trying to do that for half an hour.

Another 45 minutes, you'll be as good as I am.

Trampas?

What's so special about this roundup they keep talking about?

What's so special? It's like a holiday around here.

Everybody drops whatever they're doin' to go mustangin'.

They get to pick out their own string. The ones they don't want, they can sell.

When's this gonna be?

Well, uh, any day now, the new grass will...

It's no concern of yours. You can't rope

well enough or ride well enough to go anyway.

Why don't you stick to something you can do?

Like what?

Like swamping out saloons.

It's not like the only job I ever had. I laid railroad tracks.

I painted barns. I picked apples!

Lost her.

Ah, she's trying to throw us off.

She'll head to one town or another like she always does.

This time, she's alone.

Yeah, but how long will that last?

She'll find some stranger to take a shine to her.

If I don't find her, I'll know who to blame.

What about all them other times she left?

Was that my fault?

You blame yourself, you blame her. Don't blame me.

I always found her. I brought her back.

I thought she'd learned her lesson.

It ain't right, I tell ya. It ain't right for her to do this to me.

But I'll swear to this. If I find her with a man, this time, I'll kill him.

Maybe that's the only way she'll learn.

It was a good throw. Well, thank you.

Is that why you come up here... To get away from them?

Now, I finished my chores for today.

Oh, I'm not complaining. This is all good experience, and I'm grateful.

You helped me get the job.

They're giving you a terrible time, aren't they?

Oh, I'll live through it. It won't be for long, just till Trampas can work again.

Why bother to learn to rope?

I might be able to put it to use the next place I go.

Where will that be?

Now that depends on my horse.

I let him make all the big decisions.

In other words, you're a dedicated drifter.

Yes, ma'am.

With the stars for my roof and a saddle for me pillow.

- And what do you do when it snows? - Oh, I make a wish.

"Would that it ever were summer."

What language is that? Welsh.

- I've never heard it before. - I grew up with it.

My Dad came over from Wales to work in the Pennsylvania coal field.

A miner?

Mm-hmm. Like his dad before him and his granddad.

Why did you break the tradition?

It was my Dad's doing. He wanted something better for me.

I guess that's pretty much the history of the world.

Well, what did he want for you? What "something better?"

Something I'm not. Something I'll never be.

Anyway, he died.

I took off down the Ohio and crossed the Mississippi, worked my way west.

And, uh, here I am.

For a while.

David...

What are you running from?

Well, I'll know that as soon as I know where I'm going.

At least, I hope I will.

Don't you like it here?

Yahoo! Yee-haw!

- Mustangs are here! - I saw the herd!

Yahoo!

A mustang pack... about five miles out! They finally made it! Let's go!

Yee-haw!

I been meaning to talk to you about something. What's that? Talk fast.

I got a horse buyer lined up over in Rawlins.

He'll take every mustang we can deliver.

Any mustangs you find are yours. What you do with them is your business.

Yeah, well, I was teamed up with Trampas, and he's out of it now.

So, you and me team up, we can make a pile of money.

Sorry. I'm not interested in going into the horse business.

You better get up to the house and tell Mr. Grainger.

Then saddle his horse. Let's go!

Well, boys, it looks like we got ourselves a new roper.

Is that Trampas's little Appaloosa? Yeah, it sure is.

Thanks. You're welcome.

You know, Liz,

last year, I didn't quit till it was so dark I couldn't see what I was roping.

It's your move. Hmm?

Your move. Oh.

I was afraid you were going to do that.

- It's all in knowing how. - You're so right.

All right.

Hello? Please, can you help me?

I'm looking for someone.

They said in town that he went to work on a ranch.

Only they didn't know where. I've asked all over.

Close the door.

Can you tell us his name?

Da-David Sutton.

He's from back east.

- Do you know him? - What do you want with him?

Tell me if you know him.

Well, yes. We know him. He works here.

W-Where is he? Let me talk to him.

Well, he's not here right now. Uh...

Did he know you were coming?

What difference does that make? Why can't I see him?

Well, he's, uh... He's out with the rest of the men. Um...

He'll be back.

Well, when? When will he be back?

Um... I don't know.

You still haven't told us why you wanna see him.

Are you a relative?

In a way. I'm his wife.

Hello, David.

Who are you? How do you know my name?

The girl at the farmhouse. I stopped for water.

Sure. I've been looking for you for so long.

You told these people we were man and wife.

I was... I was afraid they wouldn't let me see you.

Well, you'd better tell them the truth.

I'm sorry.

Why?

Why'd you come looking for a stranger?

There wasn't anybody else.

I ran away. He's looking for me.

He'll kill me. I know he will.

You saw how he was.

He almost killed you for talking to me.

The old man with the rifle... Is that who you mean?

Jeremiah Bayliss.

After my pa died, he took us in.

He seemed like a friend, somebody we could depend on.

We worked for him.

And we-we cooked his meals,

and-and we... we looked after his house.

"We"? My mother and me.

He was nice to us at first.

We didn't know what he was really like until it was too late.

He killed her, David. He killed my mother.

How?

In the night. I was in my room, and I heard her scream.

The door was locked. He locked it.

And I couldn't get to her.

In the morning, she was dead.

But he wouldn't let me see her. She was my mother.

- Well, did you tell the sheriff? - Nobody would believe me.

And he kept me a prisoner.

I couldn't leave the house. I couldn't talk to anybody.

He'll find me, David. He'll take me back.

He'll kill me. I know it.

Now don't you worry about that.

I'll talk to the Graingers, explain it all. They're good people.

I'm sure you can stay here until we work this out.

It'll be all right, Saranora. You'll see.

You're safe at Shiloh.

Is this where you've been while I've been waiting for news?

Well, I got thirsty.

But I checked the train station and stage depot. She never left town.

The hotel? Or the boarding house. Nobody's seen her.

She can't be far away.

Well, she had a horse. But no food or water.

She's nearby. Somebody's taken her in.

I said she'd find somebody. I told you.

Nice helpful stranger. She wouldn't be too particular either.

Not her. Come on.

Where we going? To find her. We'll ask everybody we see.

We don't have to ask everybody. Just the menfolk.

See? What'd I tell you. My Appaloosa? Well.

More rope! That's it.

All right, now easy. Talk to 'im.

Take it easy. Easy.

Tie 'im to that drag log over there!

You need more slack.

That's it.

Hey, swamper, don't you know he's too much horse for you?

He'll break you before you break him.

Well, thanks, boys. I really appreciate the encouragement.

I don't think he wants us around. Naw.

Come on, Trampas. I'll be along in a minute.

I see you roped yourself a horse after all.

I did for sure. That's a real beauty.

Yeah.

Here.

The next thing you'd better do is start usin' that on him.

Get 'im gentle.

Take your time. Don't try to ride him till he's gentle.

Well, thanks, but I don't think he'll get rough with me.

I don't care if he breaks your neck. I just don't want to see you spoil a good horse.

I don't intend to.

Let him take a good look at that. Let him see it.

Don't shake it in front of his face!

Rub it along his back. Let him get the feel of it. Nice and easy.

Take it easy.

How's he doin'? Huh?

The horse? He's fine. Sutton... he's as stubborn as four mules.

Take it easy with him. That's right. Real easy.

All right, now talk to him. Talk to him.

- What'll I say? - Wha... Say anything, you lint-head!

That's all, Trampas!

Look. He's my horse.

I roped him. I brought him back. Now let me train him.

How? You couldn't train a brood hen how to lay eggs!

Now take it easy, boys. You two are behaving like a couple of pups.

You can tell this pup he'll never break that horse to saddle.

He doesn't know enough about it.

And he won't get help from anybody around here.

What's he being such a sorehead about?

Well, I hear tell Trampas had his eye on that horse last spring.

So that's it. He thinks I stole a horse away from him.

Well, he must have really wanted it.

Well, not for himself. I, uh... I think he wanted to break it...

and give it to Elizabeth for her 18th birthday.

Look, why don't you take the rest of the afternoon off and cool down?

He must have thought I was really rubbing it in about being my horse and all.

I didn't know how badly it sounded.

Boy, I sure am a dud at making friends.

I'm your friend, David.

Yeah, a pretty one, too, in that dress.

It's Elizabeth's.

It was really nice of her.

But just the same, I'm glad to get away from there.

Away from Shiloh?

I mean, it was really wonderful of the Graingers to take me in.

I just hate being a stranger. I just hate that feeling.

Tag, David. You're it. Hey!

Where are you going?

All right. You wanna play?

Oh, David, look!

I wonder who lives here?

Maybe it's haunted. All houses are haunted.

I used to live in a house like this.

My father built it.

He was good with his hands.

He was so kind and gentle.

He never raised his voice or said a mean word.

And he loved my mother very much.

I lost my folks too.

My mother died when I was born, so I never knew her.

My Dad brought me up.

Oh, we had some good times together.

- Where? - Pennsylvania. A little mining town.

I couldn't get the coal dust out of my hair until I went away to school.

What school?

The kind where they teach you how to treat everything and cure nothing.

When my dad got the lung sickness, all I could do was watch him die.

Couldn't help him.

We're both alone.

Did you find something?

A wooden doll.

When I was little, I saw a beautiful doll in a store one time.

A lady doll...

in crinoline... with golden curls.

I cried to have it,

but of course Pa couldn't afford it.

We were so poor. So he made me a wooden doll just like this one.

Poor dolly. Only one arm and not much face left.

Whatever happened to the little girl that loved you?

That's just about the saddest-looking doll I've ever seen.

Oh, no.

It was beautiful when Pa made it.

He painted the face himself.

I called her Guinevere.

He gave us presents all the time.

He'd take my mother and me into town...

and he'd buy us pretty dresses...

and fine hats with silk plumes and bows.

The family that lived in this house...

used to sit by the fire.

They roasted apples. And sometimes corn.

And the mother would read to them...

about fierce dragons and beautiful princesses...

and brave knights.

The little girl used to pretend that she was a princess...

and this was her castle.

Toward the tower where the princess was held captive by the ogre,

ready to give his life for his lady-love.

Her hair was long and golden,

and her eyes were the color of the cloudless summer sky.

She waited for the moment when her brave knight would come,

come and take her away.

What are you thinking about so hard?

What?

We've had enough of this old house.

Let's get away from here and let the ghosts have it all to themselves.

Come on, Saranora. What do you say?

Let's go where there's life and music and good times.

♪♪

♪ Come in, come in We'll do the best we can ♪

♪ Come in, come in Bring your whole bloomin' clan ♪

♪ Take it slow and easy and I'll shake you by the hand ♪

♪ Sit you down I'll treat you decent I'm an Irishman ♪

♪ I travel east I travel west I roam from town to town ♪

♪ I've cut the harvest down in Clare met people of renown ♪

♪ Wherever I went the welcome mat was always waitin' me ♪

♪ So fill your glass along with us and sing old Ireland free ♪

♪ Come in, come in We'll do the best we can ♪

♪ Come in, come in Bring your whole bloomin' clan ♪

♪ Take it slow and easy and I'll shake you by the hand ♪

♪ Sit you down I'll treat you decent I'm an Irishman ♪

♪ When I am gone some other place my memories growing dim ♪

♪ Just fill your glass and drink a toast Invite the colleens in ♪

♪ Then think about the good old times and you'll remember me ♪

♪ When good old songs are roaring out and porter flowing free ♪

♪ Come in, come in We'll do the best we can ♪

♪ Come in, come in Bring your whole bloomin' clan ♪

♪ Take it slow and easy and I'll shake you by the hand ♪

♪ Sit you down I'll treat you decent I'm an Irishman ♪

♪ Come in, come in We'll do the best we can ♪

♪ Come in, come in Bring your whole bloomin' clan ♪

♪ Take it slow and easy and I'll shake you by the hand ♪

♪ Sit you down I'll treat you decent I'm an Irishman ♪♪

Whoo-hoo! Whoo!

- Good! - Hey.

Thank you. You're lovely.

And now, ladies and gentlemen, have your partners now for a waltz.

♪ She asked me to sing her a verse of a song ♪

♪ It's not very short and it's not very long ♪

♪♪ Saranora, why don't you dance?

It's been a long time. Oh, it doesn't matter.

It's something you never forget.

I believe this is our dance.

♪ My name is Dan Murphy A farmer am I ♪

♪ I courted a girl though I felt rather shy ♪

♪ She bid me come in for a moment or two ♪

♪ And me darlin', says I I don't mind if I do ♪

♪ Too-ra-loo, too-ra-lay ♪

Oh, no. That's all right. I'll sit this one out.

♪ Well, I entered the kitchen 'Twas cozy and bright ♪

♪ Soon a fine hearty supper I put out of sight ♪

♪ Says she, have a drop of the old mountain dew ♪

♪ And me darlin', says I I don't mind if I do ♪

♪ Too-ra-loo, too-ra-lay ♪

♪ With me too-ra-li yoo-ra-li, yoo-ra-li-ay ♪

♪ Well, I walked out of the kitchen I picked up me hat ♪

♪ Ah, darlin', says she don't be leavin' like that ♪

♪ Says she, won't you stay for a wee kiss or two ♪ Whoo!

♪ And me darlin', says I I don't mind if I do ♪

♪ Too-ra-loo, too-ra-lay ♪

♪ With me too-ra-li yoo-ra-li, yoo-ra-li-ay ♪

♪ Well, we kissed and we squeezed and found lovers' delight ♪

♪ Then Peggy asked me if I'd make her me wife ♪

♪ Says she, I've a plow and an acre or two ♪

♪ And me darlin', says I I don't mind if I do ♪

♪ Too-ra-loo, too-ra-lay ♪

♪ With me too-ra-li yoo-ra-li, yoo-ra-li-ay ♪

♪ Next mornin', we went to the church to be wed ♪

♪ And the priest stood before us with a book, and he said ♪

♪ Now let you take Peggy and Peggy take you ♪

♪ And, Father, says I I don't mind if I do ♪ Whoo!

♪ Too-ra-loo, too-ra-lay ♪

♪ With me too-ra-li yoo-ra-li, yoo-ra-li-ay ♪♪

♪ Yoo-ra-li Yoo-ra-li-ay ♪

♪ Oh, my name is Dan Murphy A farmer am I ♪

♪ I courted a girl though I felt rather shy ♪

♪ She bid me come in for a moment or... ♪♪

Trampas!

Hey! Whoa!

What do you think you're doing?

Come out of there, Saranora. I'm taking you back.

- Leave her alone. - He's the one. They was dancing.

I know you. You came to the house to see her.

He's the one she run off with.

She didn't run off with anybody.

I hate you! I'm not going back.

Just say the word, Jeremiah.

- All I want is the girl. - You can't have her.

- Come along, Saranora. - She's not goin'!

You won't be no good to her anymore.

You'll be dead.

All right, what's it going to be?

I can still blow your head off.

Maybe, maybe not. You want to try it?

Elizabeth, take the reins.

- I'm telling you to get down, Saranora. - No!

Get!

I'll come back, Saranora! I'll take you back!

You'll see!

Honey, he's only one man against a whole ranch.

He knows where I am now.

He'd have to lead a-a whole Indian war party to get to you now,

and I'm not certain that we couldn't withstand that.

Well, now that that's done, it's time to start getting dinner.

Saranora.

Don't worry so.

It'll be all right.

Throw 'im! Throw 'im off!

Yee-haw!

I knew it. I knew he couldn't stay on.

Go on, swamper! Get your bellyful of corral dust.

What happened?

That old bronc sun-fished him off in three seconds flat.

Looks like he's gonna try it again.

One'll get you five he doesn't last 10. You're on.

That's what I call a horse! Why don't he get up?

Looks like he's hurt.

- No, he's going to try it again. - He must've fallen on his head.

He'd be crazy to do that.

Where's your money now? Still there. I'm betting on the horse.

One, two, three...

four, five, six...

- seven, eight, nine, 10. - Throw him! Throw him off!

Yee-haw!

Yeah, go get 'im.

All right!

Hold on there!

Hang in there! Yeah! Hah!

Come on!

Go get 'im!

Hang on!

Whoa, son. Whoa, son. Hang in there!

Whoa, son.

Pay up, Coley. You'll get your money.

Just dumb luck. He was too dumb to know when to quit.

- He rode him out. - You call that riding?

The horse got tired of throwing him off. That's all.

Thinks he's a cowhand 'cause he can hold on to a saddle horn.

Far as I'm concerned, he's still a stinkin' saloon swamper.

You don't like the way I ride, huh?

I don't like nothin' about you. Why don't you

do us all a favor and make tracks out of here?

Maybe I will.

Yes, sir, I just might do that.

But first, I gotta do this.

David, are you all right?

See that hand?

It's sore from waiting for somebody to shake it.

Not one of them had a good word for me. Not one.

David, you don't belong here. And neither do I.

One time, my granddad back in Wales got trapped under 10 tons of coal...

Wedged in tight.

And all he could move was his fingers.

So you know what he did?

He tried to dig himself out.

And by the grace of God...

and 50 Welsh miners with picks and shovels,

he lived to tell the tale.

And I'd like to think that I'm no more of a quitter than he was.

David, they don't like you here.

They all look down on you. Let's go away somewhere.

Just the two of us.

We'll find a place to live.

We'll be together.

No, Saranora. I can't do that.

I'm sorry.

What's the matter, horse fighter?

Are you too proud to sit with us common cowpunchers?

Uh, here. Sit down.

Go ahead. Send us a plate down here.

- Sure gonna be a good horse. - Yo.

Betcha. Yo.

Yo.

Jean, is David Sutton in there? Yeah. Hey, Sutton!

Yo! Elizabeth wants you.

Good morning. David, Saranora's gone.

Gone? Where? I don't know.

She left sometime during the night, and she didn't come back.

Well, she take anything with her? Clothes? Food? No.

All she took was that old wooden doll she found somewhere.

It's all right. I think I know where she went... that empty house in the glade.

I'll bring her back.

You're making a mistake, Coley. Why don't you forget it and go back to work?

I'll send for my wages. You won't find a better outfit to work for.

Cows are the same everywhere.

You know all about cows, but you've got a whole lot to learn about people.

Hey!

What can I do for you? I want to talk to the girl Saranora.

She's not here.

Don't lie to me. Sutton brought her here to this place.

I said she's not here.

You better ride out.

I want that girl, and I want her now!

He's telling the truth. The girl ain't here.

Where's Sutton?

Oh, they're together. I know where they are.

Where?

Come on. I'll show you.

- The pain! - Mama!

- Saranora, your mother wants you. - No.

Come to your mother. I can't.

Don't leave. Please don't leave.

She's dead, Saranora. Saranora! Saranora!

Saranora! Saranora!

Saranora?

I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!

You killed her! You killed my mother!

I'm David.

You get away from me.

Y-You don't want me. You don't want to help me.

You're just like the rest of 'em. Jeremiah hates me too.

He hates me worse than anybody.

Why does he wanna take me home?

Home? Is that where he wants to take you? Home?

He wants to lock me in my room in the dark.

In the house where you used to sit in front of the fire while your mother read to you?

And we-we roasted corn and sometimes apples.

And you pretended you were a beautiful princess and the house was your castle.

Yes.

Jeremiah takes you home to that house... that same house.

He takes you home.

No, wait. Listen.

When you were a little girl and your mother read to you,

who else was there in front of the fire?

Pa. My pa.

- Where is your pa? - He's dead.

- And you loved him. - Yes.

- And he loved you? - Stop it.

What was his name, Saranora? What was your pa's name?

I don't know. I can't remember.

You can't remember your pa's name?

- Leave me alone! - Tell me his name.

Say it. I can't.

- Say his name. - No.

Say it! Say it! Say his name!

What was your pa's name, Saranora?

- Who is your pa? - Jeremiah!

Saranora, wait!

Saranora! Stop! Right where you are.

I've got to find Saranora.

I'll find her... after I settle with you.

You don't understand.

They always have a story. I don't want to hear yours.

I didn't know she was your daughter. You've got to believe that. Not till now.

You knew all you wanted to know.

She was running away.

You promised to help her, took her in.

And I found you here together, just like all the others.

- Will you listen to me? - You're the last.

I never killed a man before, but it's gotta be done. For her sake.

Your daughter told me you were dead.

Why do you suppose she did a thing like that?

She said she loved her pa, and he died.

When did he die? When did she stop loving you, Mr. Bayliss?

- Turn around. - No, sir.

If you want to shoot, you'll have to shoot me in the back.

Turn around, or by heaven, I will!

- He's telling the truth! - Stand aside, girl!

All you know is how to kill.

Why don't you kill me? Kill me like you killed my mother!

Saranora, don't.

It's true.

I did kill your mother.

I killed her the way a man always kills a woman in this part of the country...

By working her to death.

She died in the night.

- It was her heart. - You're a liar.

But she never let on to you though. That wasn't her way.

I should have made her slow down.

The night that it happened... The night that she died...

She had a spell. You ran to your room and locked the door.

No, I didn't.

I called your name, but you wouldn't come out.

- No. - I reckon you were scared. That's all.

You were just scared.

After that, nothing was the same.

You started saying things and acting ways... ways I couldn't understand.

- Why didn't you just let me go? - I couldn't.

Don't you see? I had to take care of you the only way I knew how.

I didn't know any other way.

David.

Let's go away from here.

I want to go away from here.

It's no good.

I've been running for a long time.

I guess I didn't know what from.

It's no way to be. It's no way to live.

You've got to belong somewhere.

You belong at home with your pa.

He'll lock me in my room in the dark.

No. Not anymore.

Not if he wants you to stop being scared.

Mr. Bayliss, I know you've been trying hard,

but what you've done, it's wrong.

You've got to take her into town sometimes.

Let her meet people. Let her talk to all kinds of people... people her own age.

Let her find out who she is and what she can be someday.

Now ask her.

Ask her to go home with you, like a father who loves his daughter.

Come home with me. I'll try... I'll try to...

I'll get to feeling sad. I know I will.

And I'll blame you, and I'll hate you,

and I'll hate myself.

You can't help it, child. That's the way it is.

Unless we can change things somewhat.

I don't say we can. But we can try.

Come with me. Come with me, Saranora.

Come on home with your pa.

♪♪

♪ Everybody's comin' to the Shiloh house ♪

♪ There's a girl that's gotta be seen ♪

♪ She looks so nice that you gotta look twice ♪

♪ And she just turned eighteen, eighteen ♪

♪ And tonight we're makin' her the party's queen ♪

♪ Tonight we'll have a good time at the party ♪

♪ The best little party that Shiloh's ever seen ♪

♪ The candle's burnin' on the birthday cake ♪

♪ Make a wish and have your dream ♪

♪ When they all go out we're gonna give a shout ♪

♪ That Liz has turned eighteen, eighteen ♪

♪ And tonight she's gonna be the party's queen ♪♪

Happy birthday, darling. Elizabeth is going to make a wish.

And I'm going to make one for all of us.

May the woman you've become tonight...

be of the same joyous spirit, the same wondrous wisdom as the girl you've been.

Hmm.

Go on. Blow out the candles.

Huh?

Happy birthday, Elizabeth. From all the boys in the bunkhouse.

Oh, it's beautiful.

I-I don't know what to say.

Well, I think we all better take a walk outside.

There's somebody waiting for you out there. Yeah. Come on.

David! Not your horse?

No, not my horse. Yours.

It's a present...

from Trampas.

From me? You roped him, you broke him, and you trained him.

Yeah, but it was your idea. It's your present, not mine.

Ah, don't listen to him. Take it from me. It's from him.

You're the orneriest, cussedest cowpuncher I ever met!

And you're another! Let it be from both of you.

And thank you very much.

Happy birthday, Elizabeth. Happy birthday, Liz.

Good lookin' horse, yo. Yo.