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What you starin' at, Faraway?

That moon up there.

Look at it good, Hank.

Go on, look at it.

Hangin' in the sky
like a fly dancin'
on the tip of a needle.

Looks like
a plain ol' moon to me.

That's a white winter's moon,

and comin' this late
in the season...

it's a bad omen
the Indians say.

A moon like that this time
of the year,

it's a bad omen indeed.

You stayed up
with them Indians too long.

Made you believe in anything.

Well, it's better to believe
too much than nothin' at all.

That moon's a bad omen,
yes, siree, a bad omen.

Hi, Faraway.

Here's the medicine
you wanted.

Thank you,
Miss Betsy.

Though it does seem
the thought

of that race
between Steve and Trampas

has put new life into me.

Don't hurt like I used to.

You've been waitin' for this
for a long time,
and I'm gonna...

Hello, Betsy.

Oh, hi, Betsy.

Well, he just an overgrown,

heavy, muscle-bound piece
of glue bait

that's gonna cost you
next month's wages.

That's what Red Wing is.

And what about that Thunder
of yours?

He's low on the rump,
big in the head.

He can roll faster
than he can run.

Oh, yeah?
Yeah!

Then let's see
the color of your money.

Yeah.

Boss Man,
let me borrow that.

"I owe you next month's wages."

Which I won't.

"To Trampas."

Now let me see
the color of your money.

"Same. Steve."

Suppose you boys
want me to hold on to that.

Sure, I don't trust him.

Remember, tomorrow morning
at sun up,

we race from the main corral
to the cedar grove and back.

I'll be waitin' for you
when you get back.

You'll be eatin' my dust.

Hey, I wanna make a bet too
on that race tomorrow.

I wanna bet 50 cents
on Trampas' Red Wing.

Good girl!

Oh, foolish child.

A lady, if you please.

What would the Judge say
if he knew you were bettin'
on a horserace?

Well, depends on
whether I win or not.

I'll hold the money.

Betting is not a private affair.
Everybody's got an opinion.

All you gotta do
is put your money up.

Right, right!

Hold it down.
Hold it down, boys.

Quiet down just a minute!

Trampas, did you
lock that stable up good
on Red Wing and those mares?

Sure.

Open it.

Red Wing!

How's your mare?

Go back to the bunk house
and get your rifles.

We'll go all the way around
the barn real slow
and real careful.

Whatever it is
might still be out there.

Is he dead?

His neck.

It's broke.

Look at that.

Look at the size of that.

It's Moses.
No other bear near that size.

Come back down
off the mountain.

All that snow up high,
he's probably
near half-starved.

That's more than
a half-starved bear.

That Moses is a demon
plain and sure.

How does he know?
Every hear at round up,
he comes back.

Demons know.
Demons know everything.

Where you goin'?

Trampas!

You go trackin' that old beast
alone in the dark,

and all you'll get is killed.

Come on.

Steve.

Better go warn
the other ranchers.

I'm gonna find him.

I'm gonna find him,

and I'm gonna tear his heart out
with my bare hands.

He's back.

The old devil's back.

Moses?

It's like he's got a calendar
in that evil brain.

Where are you going, John?

I'll sleep tonight in the barn.

After this round up,

we stand
to come off this season
with a little hard money.

I ain't gonna lose any
of our string to old Moses.

Maybe you'd like to go?

But you know
I can't shoot good.

What good would I be?

Well, that's what
we're gonna find out.

It could be dangerous!

He's goin'.

Because of you, he does
all too little man's work
as it is.

Well, go on.
What are you waitin' for?

He might be out there
right now.

I'm gonna pass the word along.

He's out there somewhere.

You can almost feel
the old devil--

like ice right over your neck.

Whoa, son.
Where you goin'?

Dr. Charlie Norms'
this mornin'.

Saw signs of the old bear
just north of his place.

Plan to go after him?

Yep.

Now?
Uh-huh.

What am I supposed to do about
the work you're supposed to do?

I'll only be gone
a couple days.

I'm shorthanded as it is.

That round up
won't take care of itself.

Old Moses killed Red Wing,
and I'm gonna get him.

You'll get him,
but it'll have to be after
the round up.

All I ask is a couple of days.

I'm sorry, Trampas.

I'd let you go if I could,
but I just can't.

Well, I still say we should have
started spring round up
two weeks ago.

Maybe that old devil bear
would have stayed asleep
in his den till we finished.

My foreman said he found tracks
just outside the corral
this morning.

Moses is gonna give us trouble
for sure.

Well, it can't be helped.

If we'd started any earlier,

we would have had snow
in the high pastures
to contend with.

Even now,
I'm afraid we're gonna run
into some foul weather.

Enough about the weather
and old Moses.

Let's just get on with it.

Well, first off,
there's where you ranch owners

want to headquarter
for the round up.

Before the Judge left,
he said it would be all right
if you wanted to use Shiloh.

This place is best situated
to the open range all right.

There'll be a lot of men
to house and feed.

Well, we can turn the barn
into the sleeping quarters,

and the bunk house
can act as a mess kitchen.

That sounds good.
All right, Shiloh it is.

Now all we gotta do
is pick a round up foreman.

I say the Virginian here.

Judge Garth's got
the biggest stake in this.

All right,
I second that.

Hold on, hold on.
Wait a minute.

How come somebody
from the Garth place
has always gotta run things?

Maybe because we feel
they're the most fit.

Well, do the ayes have it?

All: Aye.

All right, we'll hold
an open range round up
like always.

Build our branding corral
somewhere down by the creek,

and we can close
the milling range
at the Buttes.

Trent, you can handle
the tallying and the branding.

We'll alternate two riders
on flanker duty.

I'll take charge
of the range riders myself.

All right, all agreed.
We'll meet here first thing
Monday morning.

You got a big mouth, Trent.

So don't try to be spokesman
for other decisions
that have to be made,

or I'll cut you down to size.

I'll tell you what you do,
Belden.

You just mind
your own business.

I'll do the same with mine.

Maybe this is just as good
a place as any

to have
our little get together.

I don't wanna
have trouble with you, John.

Well, that's just too bad.

'Cause I can give it to you
by the yard.

Leave him alone, John.

Everybody knows
you've never been licked.

Come on. Look.

It's community round up.

We're all
gonna be workin' together.

This any way to get us started?

Pa, don't.

What's there to prove?

Ha!

You're right, Martin.
You're right.
What's there to prove?

Take a look at my boy Martin.

Broad of shoulder,
deep of chest.

Just like his pa
he's gonna be.

Come next Saturday,
he's gonna have the age
to go along with it--

21 years old he's gonna be.

Say, tell you what?
Let's celebrate
tomorrow night.

We'll throw a wingding, huh?

Pa, I don't want any party.

Why not? How often
do we get a chance

to celebrate
a new Belden into the clan?

We'll throw a wingding,
and you're all invited!

Just what we need
for what's ahead.

And sure count me in.
I'm with you.

How 'bout the rest of you?

All: Yeah.
That a boy.

Pa?
Huh?

We better go on into town,
or I'll be late meetin' Alice.

Oh, yeah.

Well, we're all done here
anyway.

We don't wanna keep your gal
waitin' at the station.

I meant that about the party,
and bring yourself a thirst!

Trent, you be guest of honor.

A party and all that talk
about being a man...

Why do you
have to talk like that
in front of others?

'Cause I want them
to believe it.

Because I wanna believe it.

Hi.

Oh, a whole year.

It seemed like ten.

Oh, Alice.

You're twice as beautiful
as when you left.

Oh, Martin.

Oh.

We're the center of attention.

Well, come on.

Pardon us.

Tell me all about it.

Oh, it was a wonderful school,
Martin.

I learned so much,
and I met so many
interesting people.

Glad to see nobody
was interesting enough
to remove this.

I was only looking
for friends.

I promised to marry you.

Your folks
must have been delayed.

I haven't seen them.

They didn't know
I was arriving today.

I only wrote to you.

I wanted a chance
to talk to you...

by ourselves.

I've got the perfect place.

Pa's pickin' up
some supplies,

and we can wait for him
by the schoolhouse.

That is perfect.

One little room
with books and desks and paper.

Still all the time
I was in finishing school,

I couldn't forget...
because of you.

I was sitting at this desk,

and I was only eight years old
when I first fell in love
with you.

The day I stuck taffy
in your braids.

I didn't tell you, Martin,

but my parents sent me away
to that school because of you.

They wanted me to forget you.

Oh, I didn't.

But the year helped me.

I know who I am
and what I want now.

I wasn't sure then.

It's a wonderful thing
to know where you belong

and what you want to do
with your life.

Do you know, Martin?

I know I love you,

and I want you to marry me.

You have to be sure
for both of us.

Do you know yourself
what you want to do
with your life?

My dad's taking me
on the round up this year.

I'm gonna be somebody, Alice.

Somebody like him.

Oh, I know he brags
and talks big,

but he backs it up.

He's a man.

And that's the kind of man
you want to be?

Can you think of a better kind?

Martin, what I want
is only for you to be yourself.

Alice!
Alice Lawford!

Here, let me look at you.

My goodness,
you've grown ten pounds

and all in the right places.

If I were 20 years younger,
I'd beat my own son's time.

Hello, Mr. Belden.

What have you two
been talking about?

Did you tell her
about the party?

No, I hadn't.

Well, he's gonna be 21 tomorrow.

Tomorrow night,
we're having a celebration.

We're gonna throw a real jig
out at our place.

Tear the rafters down!

Martin, will pick you up
about seven.

I'll be ready.

Well, what are we waitin' for?

We gotta get this gal home!

**

I tell you the truth--

one more swig
of this here tarantula juice,

and I'll tell you
right to the head

just how many beeves
we're gonna bring in.

Let that old tarantula
bite me again.

Yeah, all right.

You know, that Faraway,

He can sure hold his liquor!

Yes, sir, he can sure hold his--

Oh.

There.

He can sure hold
his tarantula juice.

Well, I tell you,
you can't describe it.

You just gotta live it.

Ah, thanks.

Seein' a thousand pounds
of bear flesh roarin' down
on you,

all you got is a puny revolver
to fight with.

Please, John,
they've all heard about it.

Many times, Misses Belden,
but it's all right.

John's fight with old Moses
is the kind of story
you can hear many times.

Well, like I was sayin',
that old Moses he found out

while this old bull
is gettin' along in years,

nobody's sawed off
his horns yet.

Face to face I fought him.

Face to face.

All he could give me was this.

Uh, let me have my drink here.

That old devil Moses, huh?

**

Hi.

Since I requested this tune,
sweet Betsy from Pike...

for you,
would the princess permit me
the honor of this dance?

Steve, if you just dare
treat me like a child tonight
in front of all--

Who's treating you
like a child?

Oh, well, that's a relief.

Hey, Travis, come on now!

This ain't no party
with you all brooded up.

Come on!

Howdy.

See old Maggie
standin' in line over there.

Uh-huh.

Old Moses
took her place, huh?

Yeah.

How you figure
on catchin' him?

I don't know.

Must be some place he holes up
all the time though,

if I can just figure out
where it is.

You know, one time,
I went huntin' bear.

Did you catch cold?

No, I caught the bear.

You're all right.

Come on, it's a party.

Hi, Martin, happy birthday!

Thank you very much.

Happy birthday, Martin.
Thank you.

Evenin', Martin.
Evenin'.

This is about
the finest birthday party
I've ever got invited to.

Well, I sure hope you
have a good time.

I, uh,
I guess that depends on you.

I'd sure like to dance
with this pretty stranger.

Sure.

Here, give me this.

Let me give you a hand.

Just who you calling
a stranger?

Now you can't tell me
this is that same
stringy-haired little gal

that went away to finishing
school a year ago.

The same. In person.

Well, you sure look different,
and you talk different.

Talk different?
Uh-huh.

I do not.

You don't sound
like Medicine Bow.

That's not true.

Oh, they gave us
diction lessons, but I
wouldn't go along with that.

I decided to fight them
every step, and I did.

Oh, well, Alice,
I gotta tell you something.

You ain't much
of a fighter then

'cause you sure lost.

If I met up with old Moses
this round up--

I mean face-to-face,
the way you did, John--

I don't likely know
what my reaction would be.

I know what I'll do
the next time I
meet up with him.

I'll do just like I did
the last.

I'll face up to that old bear.

This time I'll kill him dead.

Still relivin' your moment
of courage, Belden?

You know anybody else
who's done as much?

I guess I know
somebody who might.

Yeah?
That boy of yours.

What is it they say?
Like father, like son.

He'll do it.
Martin will stand up to him
just like I did.

On second thought,
I'm not so sure.
Huh?

Well, I mean, when a man
won't even stand up
for the girl he's gonna marry,

well, facin' old Moses--
What are you talkin' about?

Saw Trampas take Alice
the minute she hit the door.

Took her right away
from your boy.

'Course we all know
what a shine Trampas
always took to Alice.

John.

Go get her.

What?

Alice. I said go get her.

But why?
She's having a good time.

You fool!

Everybody's laughing at you.

Engaged to her like you are,

and you let Trampas
steal her away from you.

But they're only dancing.

You're my son.
You're the son of John Belden.

Nobody walks over us--

not the Garth crowd, nobody!

Well, if you
won't go get her, I will.

All right, Trampas.

My boy won't do it,
so I'll do it for him.

He don't want you
to dance with Alice no more.

All he's gotta do is tell me.

I'm tellin' you.

Well, that ain't enough.

Come on, Alice.

I don't wanna fight you,
Mr. Belden.

Now hold on a minute.

Just let me get my hat,
and I'll be on my way.

All right, Mr. Belden.

Now let's quit, huh?

Rah!
Hey!

Come on, let's go.

Why, John? Why'd you
have to make fools of us?

The party's ruined.

Hey, Trampas.

Twenty years ago
you couldn't have done that.

Now let's see
what else you got.

I'll see you outside...

and bring your gun.

Now look, Mr. Belden--

Outside.

Trampas,
this has gone far enough.

It's gone too far,
but it wasn't my doing.

Now look, Trampas--
I'm not sneakin' out
the back way.

I won't kill him.

I won't even fight him
unless I have to.

Trampas, talk him out of it.

Mr. Belden,
Don't make me do this.

What's the matter, Trampas,
you afraid of John Belden too?

Don't do it!

Ugh!

That's Doc's buggy, isn't it?

Yeah.

Afternoon, gentlemen.

Doctor.
Mrs. Belden.

Came over to see
how Mr. Belden was feeling.

Why don't you ask
the doctor.

It was an injury
of a freakish nature.

The bullet was deflected
by a bone in his leg.

It lodged in the spine.

I'm afraid Mr. Belden
will never walk again.

I'll be back to see him
in just a few days.

Good day.

Now, Mrs. Belden,
I, well, I...

I didn't start that fight.

When I shot him
the second time,

I only tried to knick him
in the leg

to keep him
from getting that gun.

Well, even so--

Well, I can't tell you
how sorry I am that it
turned out this way.

I know.

You're gonna be shorthanded
gathering your beef,

I, uh, I'd like to help out
if I can.

I'll tell John you offered.

Come on.

Stocks all fed.

Got the brood mare
back in her stall.

How do you feel?

Do you have to ask that?

Sorry.

Sarah, leave us alone
for a minute.

Sit down, son.

Here. Sit down.

Well, the Belden's
are all gone now,
except you and me.

You and me.

Man and a half.

Pa, don't talk that way.

Look, two arms, a body,
nothing more.

Don't you call that
a half a man?

I'm sorry, Pa.

I can't tell you
how sorry I am.

That fight at the dance...

I did it for you.

I know.

It's always been a proud family
that you are a member of, boy.

Always.

The Belden's
stood head and shoulder's
above the common man.

We were always there
to take care
of the others' needs.

I don't expect you
to break the chain.

Well, I'll take care
of the round up, Pa.

You can depend on me.

There's more to it than that.

Martin, if a man
was to put you

in an open grave to live
the rest of your life,

what do you think
I'd do about it?

I don't understand.

You don't understand?

Do you understand this?

Man having to crawl the rest
of his life on his belly.

Trampas smashed my back
with a bullet.

If you just
didn't start anything.

He started it, I didn't.

Trampas took away your girl.

I was fighting for you.

Right or wrong,
what I did--what I am--
I was thinking of my son.

Trampas has gotta pay for this.

He's gotta pay.

I was fighting for you.

Now you've gotta fight
for yourself and for me.

You've gotta be a man.

You've gotta finish this fight.

Well, Martin,
is it gonna be done,

or do I crawl out there
on my hands and do it myself?

Aah! Ugh!

Pa!

Pa?

I'll finish it.

All right, Jawser will take care
of the skirmish line.

Norton will handle
the circle riders.

And remember, walk them in easy.

I don't wanna run
the fat off them.

I'll give you the rest
of your assignments
up at the branding area.

All right, let's go.

Uh, put me up
in the highlands.

Why?

Well, I was talkin'
to Charlie Norms again
last night,

and he said that
there's signs old Moses
is still around his place.

Trampas, you're here
to round up cattle,

not fight a private war
with old Moses.

Well, I got a dead horse
says you're wrong.

All right,
take the highlands.

Mornin', Martin.

Sorry I'm late.

It's all right.

You'll ride circle this mornin'
with Norton's crew.

All right.
What do I do with my string?

Give them to me. I'll give them
to the wrangler, and he'll
put them in with the remuda.

You can recognize them,
can't you?

Martin, I'm sorry
about what happened.

Yeah, I'm sorry
about your pa, Martin.

That won't help him
to walk again.

I didn't ask him
to start it.

You knew he
had too much to drink.

Could have walked out
the back way.

I don't walk out
the back way for anybody.

Just understand this--

Before this round up is over,

I'm gonna ask you
to finish that fight...

with me.

I got no fight with you.

Well, you better find one,
and you better find it quick.

Martin.

This here's a round up,
not a battleground.

You start anything,
I'm gonna have to have you
thrown out.

You'll never get your heard
gathered that way.

Think it over.

He's just a big mouth.
Did you ever see him shoot?

Couldn't hit the ground
in three tries.

He's just a bluff.

I don't know.

Keep him away from me.

I won't start anything
but if he does,

I'll sure up and finish it.

Well, what are you
all standing around here for?
Let's get to work!

Give these to the wrangler.

Come on.

Hiya!

Joe, close in that flank.

Willie, haze in those sleepers.

I said walk them.

Walk them.
You're losing 100 pounds
a minute at that pace.

**

That's mighty pretty, Faraway,

but don't you know something
that's not so mournful?

Man plays the way he feels.

**

Well, I guess I better go
relieve Ross on the night herd.

I wouldn't mind none
about the men.

I don't mind.

Just curious.
What have I done to them?

I don't think
they've thought it out
that clear.

Most likely couldn't even
tell you what it is themselves.

Just maybe it's part--

They feel you let your pa
fight your fight for you.

Partly, now you're plannin' on
finishin' it yourself.

And part, they just
don't like your pa anyway.

Sorta mixed up, ain't it?

Aren't you afraid
some of that dirt on me

might rub off on you
where they're concerned?

I never did care
what men thought about me.

**

Trampas!
Hey, Trampas!

Trampas! Trampas!

Trampas! I seen it!

I seen him!
He must be five stories high!

Seen who?

Old Moses, that's who.

I was ridin' up to the herd,
and he jumped out on the trail.

Hold it, Trampas.
He's gone.

He went lickity split
right up that mountain.

Trampas, Hank's right.

There ain't no sense
chasing a ghost in the dark.

That bear's no ghost.

He's just a killer,
no more.

I've been thinkin' about that.

Something that stalks
and kills and disappears

and gets shot and never dies.

The Bannock Indians
up in Idaho,

they got a saying
about an animal like that.

They say it's something
that a man hates
and he fears even more.

It's a part of him
that he doesn't know about

and is afraid to know about.

Them Bannocks felt in every man
there was that part of him

which spelled his makin'
or his defeat.

And he'd wanna fight it
and wanna kill it

'cause he was afraid
to find out what it was.

The Bannocks said
that kind of an animal
was part of a man's soul.

Put away your black magic,
Faraway.

That bear's real enough.

When I get him
in the sights of my rifle,
you'll find out.

Don't be too sure.

One calf.
Trent Triangle T.

Called that one wrong, Trent.

I called it Triangle T.
That's what it is.

This here's a Belden calf,
and that's the brand it'll get.

You the tally man or me?

This is my calf,
and it goes under my brand.

Trent Triangle T. Brand him.

Look, let the calf go.

I said let him go!

I guess there's no mistakin'
the brand on the mother.

Circle B. That's the brand
it'll get--Belden B.

Sorry. My mistake.

About the brand, I mean.

Come to think of it,
I'm sorry for both of us.

I just don't want my brand
on a man like you.

Come and get it!

All right, you saddle tramps,
let's get up.

Come on, let's saddle up.

We got a lot of beef
to bring down off
the mountain today

and put a brand on them.

What are you doing up?

I wanna get to the front
of the chow line before Steve
gets there.

Come on. Come on.

Hop up, hop up.
Come on.

Pull them out of there,
will you?

Come on, we got
a long way to go.

Where's Martin?
He didn't sleep in his bunk
last night.

He got up before light.
Went up the north fork.

Said he'd be back in time
to ride out.

You lookin' for me?

Yeah.

It's about that fight you had
in the brandin' area yesterday.

I came to tell you the men feel
you didn't have that comin'.

I feel the same way.

Compassion for the weak,
that it, Trampas?

I'm tryin'
to tell you something.

Out here, a man gets to be
a pretty good smeller of death.

I wouldn't wanna see
that happen.

Why?

You're a fighter, Trampas,

and fighters die hard.

Couldn't be because
you're worried about yourself.

Everybody knows how you
make a six gun jump
like a fistful of diamonds.

Don't you wanna live, Martin?

Pa always said people like us
had to learn to live
with the wolves.

Yesterday,
I found out he was right.

I wanna do two things
with my life--

gather in my cattle...
and the other has to do

with my father
sittin' in a wheelchair
the rest of his days.

I came to reason with you,

and I guess it
was a waste of time.

And time never passes
so quickly

as when it's runnin' out.

Hey, female brigade!

Here comes the female brigade!

Yeehaw! Home cookin' at last!
Ah ha ha!

Yeehaw!

Hi, how are you?
Hi!

Oh, it's so wonderful
to see you!

Oh, I know Martin
will be glad to see you.

Come on in!
Yeah.

It needs more chili pepper!

Ah, son of a gun!

County attorney
and Charlie Taylor.

What are you talkin' about?

Well, I'll show you.

Boy, you're just so green,
you're still growin'.

Son of a gun--
that's a Mexican kidney stew,

and county attorney--
that's a veal stew,

and Charlie Taylor--
that's a butter that's made
with sorghum and bacon grease.

And I made it.

Betsy, when you
get a little older,
I'm gonna marry you.

Sorry, Steve,
Faraway's already proposed.

Well, that proposal only stands

just as long as this sorghum
and bacon grease is real tender.

Thank you very much.
End of the line.

End of the line.
Get out of here.

Martin, I've been looking
all over for you.

Why didn't you come inside
with the others?

Just wasn't hungry.

Oh, Martin, why?

Why did you have to do that?

What was there to prove?

I had reasons.

Everyone's talking about
that ridiculous threat
you made to Trampas,

what you plan to do.

I don't wanna talk about it.

Martin, to die for a reason,
I can understand that,

but to die trying to be a copy
of John Belden--

I said I
didn't wanna talk about it.

Martin, think for yourself.
Be yourself.
Alice.

Look, as soon
as the round up's over,
you'll have done all you can.

Let's go away somewhere.
Let's find our own lives.

I'm sorry, Alice.

I gotta see this thing through.

Then you'll have to see it
through alone.

All right,
take Crighton's body home.

The rest of you, spread out.
We'll try to run that bear down!

By the size of that print,

that old devil must be more
than nine feet tall.

No matter what they say
about John Belden,

they can't take that away
from him.

He faced up to it.
He faced up and won.

You talkin' about that bear,
or is there something else
you got in mind?

You spent all your life
in the woods.

You got any idea
where he went?

An animal like that--
not afraid of anybody
or anything--

well, he wouldn't have his den
way up in the high country.

More than likely,
he'd be down close to the thing
he hates most.

Somewhere up in those rocks.
That'd be my guess.

Find anything?

Nothin'. You?
Nope.

Let's keep movin'.

Well, one thing
about an old bear like Moses--

no imagination.

They find a trail,
and they stick to it.

He's right up in those rocks.
He must live up there somewhere.

Martin!

That trail's steep!

And it's iced up
further up to boot!

It takes the claws of a bear
to hold on!

Found the trail, huh?

Well, I should have known
to ask you.

Fool kiddy,
he's gone up there after him.

Get a hold of it!

Ugh.

That was a fool thing to do.

Thanks anyway.

Next time Moses hits,
I'll know where to cut him off.

And I said I'll cut him off,
Martin.

That bear belongs to me.

Now go on down
before you break your neck.

Funny thing
about the human creature--

goes along livin'
like there was no reason
for it all.

Then one day,
he finds his reason.

He finds it, and it starts
to burn him up inside.

What are you talkin' about?

The boy.

I seen it in his eyes.

The way he
went after that bear,

like he was makin' a run
for a grand look at his fate.

Come on.

Whoa.

Martin.

Over here, Martin!

Martin, it's good to see you.

Pa, how do you feel?

Fine, fine.

Heard they were crowdin' you
a little

so I thought you
might need some help.

Round up boss, over here.

Martin, take that thing
off the back for me, will you?

Yeah, put it right down there.

Sure.

Howdy.
Howdy.

I was hearing that the men
were leanin' on Martin

so I thought I'd come down
and lend him a hand.

No, he's been learnin'
to take care of himself
just fine.

Well, that's a lot for any man,
no matter how you look at it.

Pa, you don't have to stay here.
I can--

Ah, no, you just listen to me.

I'm stayin', you hear?
I'm stayin'.

I can make it myself!

All right.

Just go on.
Get back to your work.

I'll be here if you need me.

Go on! You hear me.

Is it help you're offering,
Mr. Belden?

Or you just wanna make sure
he settles your fight for you?

I'll tell you what you do,
round up boss.

You just tend to the beef.

I'll look out for my boy.
I know how to take care
of my son.

Well, that's what's
botherin' me, you see.

I'm afraid that
with your tender
and lovin' care,

the Belden name
may wind up as nothing more

than something carved
on a headstone somewhere.

You think that over.

Think it over real good.

Well, it's a norther out,
all right.

It's below freezing already.

Well, how's the herd doin'?

Well, it's still up,
but I don't know for how long.

All right, everybody up.

Gotta keep that herd
movin' and millin'

otherwise
they'll freeze to death.

Come on.

How's the coffee, Steve?

Don't let that bunch stand!

Keep them movin'!
They'll freeze to death!

Circle them!

Keep them movin'!
Haze them up!

How bad?

Just too darn cold.

I got the circulation goin',
but she just won't get up.

Get a hold of her tail.
Give me a hand.

All right now.
Come on, girl!

Come on! Come on!

Come on, girl! Come on!

You must not have looked
at the brand.

That was a Belden cow.

I guess I didn't.

Where are your gloves?

I guess I lost them
sometime back.

Well, you better get back
to the bunk house before you
get frostbite.

I gotta keep workin'
this section.

I'll take it for you.

Thanks.

Hello, son.
Hi, Pa.

How's the weather
out there?

Wind seems to be dyin' down
a little.

Oh, here.
Let me pour you
a cup of coffee.

Pa, hold it for me.
I'll be right back.

You tryin' to be funny,
Belden?

Sorry, it fell.

Did it just fall,
or are you just a big sneak?

What do you mean by that?

You get yourself ridden,
and this is your way
of gettin' even.

You're a yellow belly.

All right, we're all tired
and cold to boot,

but that's no reason
to lose your head.

Now go on and get some sleep.

Rick's a good man.

Been workin' at Shiloh
for years.

You got them reachin'.

You made them stand up
and give you some respect.

We need a lot of that,
don't we, Pa?
What?

Belden's not exactly a name
that brings friendly expressions
to people's faces.

You can't care
about that, boy.

I came out to this country
to make something of my life
and yours.

If the way I did it
didn't make me

the most popular thing
since the wheel, so be it.

Hmm. Yes, sir,
that was a real show.

You let them know
what you had inside.

They may not like you,
but they couldn't help
but admire you.

Fear you as well.

Is that important?

Important?

Trampas there,
he couldn't hide it.

Down deep inside,
he's scared of you.

Hmm.

Now you're actin' like a man.

Boy, I'm proud of you.

You're everything John Belden
could want in a son.

Whoa.

You know that's
against the rules.

I haven't read them lately.

Martin Belden?

He's one for you.

I feel bad about Martin.

Old Trampas carin' that much
about a stupid kid.

Doesn't surprise me.

He's out there every day
practicin' with his gun.

You know,
he's gettin' accurate?

His draw is slower than
the comin' of a kids Christmas,

but he's gettin' accurate.

I'm gonna have to kill him.

For what?

You better take the rest
of the day off.

Both: Moses!

It's Moses!
He hit our beef!

Anybody hurt?

No, but he got a yearling,
and then he headed off.

He's probably headed
for the cliffs.

Hey, Look!
Up there!

You ain't goin' in there?

I was thinkin' about it.

How about you?

It's all right.

Like I said,
because of Red Wing,

he belongs to me.

Besides...

this rifle's the only thing
that'll bring him down.

Trampas, don't--
don't go in there!

He'll just tear you
to pieces.

Look, I'll tell you what we do.

We can build a fire,
and then we'll smoke him out.

These cliffs are probably
honeycombed with caves.

More than likely,
there's a way out of this one.

I can't take the chance
on losin' him.

Trampas!

Trampas, you fool!

About that animal--
what is it the Indians say?

Feels like cold air
blowin' out of here.

They say it's part of a man
he never knows about--

his weakness and his strength.

Bannocks say it's a certain part
of a man's soul.

Martin! Martin!

Aah!

Run, Martin!

He just kept firin'
with that pea-shooter.

We never will know
which one of you killed him.

Does that matter?

Does that matter now?

Well, we're just
a couple hundred short
of 10,000,

and in less than three weeks.

We sure had good luck!

Count wouldn't have been
half that good

if that norther
had really broke.

You and me,
we got some fixin' to do.

You mean
the celebration party?

That's right.

Right here at Shiloh, tonight,
you're all invited.

One thing--

this matter between
Martin Belden and Trampas--

it's a waste.

Martin or Trampas?

Take your pick.

I had a different impression
of your feelin' for Martin.

I was wrong.

I'm not the only one
that feels that way now.

I just hope it isn't too late.

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I tell you, when that bear
came out of the cave,

he threw his shadow so big
it looked like the sun

had gone down
behind the mountain!

I'll talk to you later, Rick.

Got something to attend to.

Another one?

And one thing
about old Faraway--

he can sure hold
his tarantula juice.

Yeah.

Faraway can sure hold
his tarantula juice.

Fill it up, Cook.

Take it easy, Trampas.

I want another one.
Come on!

That won't help much.

I don't know...

well, it isn't every night
you get to kill a man.

Isn't that right, Steve?

Well, there it is.

We've all been talkin' about it
for years.

Not many men have seen it
and lived to tell about it.

Nine feet tall,
over a thousand pounds!

Who'd it take to bring it down?
It took a man.

It took a man.

Martin Belden.

Trampas, there's something
you don't know about me.

Nobody's big enough
to wear my boots,

unless I let them.

and I'm lettin' Martin,
starting right now.

I've never seen you
lookin' so good.

Maybe it's because
death's all around...

like air.

You can smell it,
fresh and clean.

All right, get on with it.
Get on with it!

With what

Your face
is like a pane of glass.

It's all there.

Kill or be killed.

Be a Belden or die in glory.

Isn't that it?

You're a coward.
I still got a coward for a son.

Coward, yes.

That's what I've been.

It's not that I'm afraid
to face up to Trampas.

It's just that I've been afraid
to face up to you.

Well,
I'm tellin' you right now--

I've got no quarrel with Trampas
and I'm not gonna fight him.

I'm a half a man,
but I'm a better man than you.

Trampas!

Get out of my way
or I'll shoot right through you.

You're not gonna shoot anybody.

Because you stood up
to that bear...

you think you're big enough
to stand up to me?

It wasn't a bear I faced.
It was John Belden.

It was something
that kept on saying...

"be more than you are,
be something people fear,

be me."
Kept on saying "be me."

"Be John Belden."

Well, I'm not John Belden.

Good or bad, I'm me,

and nobody's gonna
take that away from me.

From now on, Pa...

you're only gonna be my father.

That'll be enough...

if you let it.

I hope you know
it wasn't on account of you.

I know.

Martin.

Well, we all came here
for a party.

Let's get on with it!
Crank up the music!

Cook, I'll buy you a drink.

Drink it up over there!

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