All language subtitles for The Rifleman S04E09 The Long Goodbye

Hello! Hello the house!

Suppose they are up yet, pa?

Well, let's go find out.

Somebody home?!

Boy: "..After the younger
son, gatherin' all together,

"went abroad into a far country,

"and there wasted his substance
by livin' reotously."

What was that word you just
read?

"..Livin' reotously."

That's riotously.

What does that mean, grandpa?

Well, that means, er- oh,

That's just one of 'em fancy
words, never mind.

"enjoying himself to one of
the citizens of that country.

"and he sent him into his fields
to feed swin?"

That's swine, like sunshine
there, pig.

Oh..."swine."

"..And he would then have
filled his belly with-"

Just a minute, woody. Oh,
luke! Come on in.

Hi, mark.

Hi.

Hope we're not interruptin'.

No, it was recess time,
anyway.

I was just teachin'
woody a new word.

He said that word "swine".

That was a nice word for a pig,

Until they started callin' human
beings swine.

Then they ruined the word,

As far as any decent pig
was concerned.

Oh, I bet you came
to get your riata.

By jove, if I ain't got it
finished yet.

Give me that riata,
will you?

Gradin' an' dryin' is an art,
mr. Fogarty, I can wait.

How did you learn to make it,
mr. Fogarty?

I learnt that when I was guardin
general fremont up in idaho.

What happened, grandpa?

What happened? Well, you see,
there was a mighty drought east,

Trip across this desert, an'
we had to fight them oglala

And sioux war parties day
after day.

It was terrible.

And then we come to this real
deep canyon.

We had to get across, or die.

We didn't have any way to get
across,

Except we'd saved back a few
green hides.

An' when it comes to learning to
braid raw hide,

Or lose your scalp,
a man learns

To braid raw hide pretty fast,
an' he never forgets it either.

You get over all right?

Well, I'm here, ain't I?

Still got my hair too.

Mr. Fogarty, we're going
into town later.

Can we pick up any
supplies for you?

Ah, no, thanks. Own my own
supplies.

Always have, an' always will.

All right, maybe we'll
see you later.

Yeah. I'll try and have
your riata ready.

Hey, pa, according to my
history book,

General fremont was never
even in idaho.

Mark, a man as old as grandpa
fogarty, you know,

Who's pioneered the country
so much, well,

He tells a tall tale once
in a while.

Chances are he's done a lot
of brave things

He isn't even tellin' about.

Suppose that's why they keep
on movin' around so much?

How do you mean?

Well, woody says that they
hardly ever live in one place

More than a few months.

Mark, we get along fine
with them,

Just mindin' our own business.
Let's keep it that way, huh?

All right.

Good mornin'.

Bet you'd be a good pal,
out on a trap line.

Are you all right?

Course I'm alright. Woody,
you come on in here with me,

We gotta get you a new pair
of breeches.

Throw you in a rag bag, first
thing you know. Come on.

Okay, grandpa.

What can I do for you,
mr. Fogarty?

A pair of breeches for the boy.

We don't see enough of you,
woody.

When do you start school?

Oh, I'm not goin' to school,
miss milly.

I keep pretty busy
out at the place.

Well, a new pair of trousers
for school, huh, woody?

Mr. Mccain, I mind my own
business,

I expect my neighbors
to do the same.

Simmer down, mr. Fogarty,
school is everybody's business.

How much do I owe you, girl?

That'll be 75 cents.
Shall I put it on account?

You ain't gon' derail me with
no charge account.

If I can't pay for it,
I don' buy it!

Mind my own business,
go as I please,

An' expect my neighbors to do
the same. Come on, woody.

That ol' bronco is four
square, an' hard as bedrock.

Just imagine, that poor
little fella,

Never knowin' a mother's hand
to tuck him in at night,

Seein' to his prayers.

I hope you know how fortunate
you are, mark,

To have a proper education.

Oh, yes, ma'am.

Poor little woody,

Completely ignorant of the finer
things in life.

But he sure can read.

Why you should have heard him
read to his pig

In the kitchen this mornin'.

His pig? In the kitchen?

Yes, ma'am. She's smart,
that pig.

A pig in the house?

Oh, yeah. Woody is real smart
for his age, though.

As the twig is bent,
so grows the tree.

Well, I-I better go pick up
the mail. Excuse me, ma'am.

See you later, son.

Lucas, I have to talk to you

As a responsible member
of this community.

How can we permit that child
to be raised in a pigsty?

Now, wait a minute,
mrs. Dalrymple,

You can see that
woody is a fine boy.

But he's filthy, probably
doesn't eat right.

And he has been missin'
school.

Now, look, they haven't had a
chance to settle down here, yo-

Lucas, you are the head
of the town council.

I know that-

We all have to do our best
to help that child.

Lucas, you as a father should be
the first one to realize that.

Lucas: Now, mrs. Da-

Mrs. Dalrymple:
Marshal torrance!

Marshal, somethin' has to
be done

About that poor little
fogarty youngster.

I don't know, he seems like
a normal boy to me,

Just dirty,
hungry and curious.

Before that boy is absolutely
ruined,

He must be placed in a
proper foster home.

The grandpa wants to be
left alone, I know.

Then he must be made
to understand

It's for the boy's
own good.

Maybe just until he gets his
place fixed up and...Livable?

Mrs. Dalrymple, you-you
don't know mr. Fogarty.

You better let 'im figure
this out by himself.

Lucas, now is your chance to
help another boy,

Just as you would want mark
helped if he were in need.

Grandpa fogarty is not too
far out from the time

When every men was his own law.

No ifs ands or buts about
it, gentlemen.

I'll do my duty,
and I expect you to do yours.

I know how you must feel, lucas,
but what if it were mark?

Hey, grandpa, it's mr. Mccain
and mr. Torrance.

Go rustle us some kindlin'
wood.

Well, come on in, the steam line
express train,

What's ailing you?

If you came out to offer me
a deputy job,

You just wasted your ride.

Is that so?

Yes, sir. You know I-I
stopped packin' a badge

When woody was orphaned.

Thought I'd play it safe,
for his sake.

Well, time catches up
to all of us.

Yeah, don't it?

Mr. Fogarty, we stopped by
to, uh, have a talk about woody.

Woody? That woody boy,
he's a cracker.

Well, some of the ladies in
town figure he oughta have a-

Well, he oughta have a more
substantial home.

That is, until you get on your
feet, an' get settled.

Lucas means that you'd maybe
feel better if you knew woody

Was in a nice home so he could
go to school regular,

Church affairs, kid stuff,
you know what I mean.

I must be gettin' old.

Hardly believe my ears.

You gotta figure what's best
for woody, grandpa.

You can see
'im all you want.

Lucas mccain, I always trusted
you as a friend.

I'd be a poor friend if I didn't
speak my true thoughts, grandpa.

Well, now, mr. Fuss an'
feathers, you just listen to me!

That boy ain't living on
charity, an'

There ain't nobody gonna make a
grubline coyote out of him!

There's a lot to be learned
from poverty,

Learnin' what's necessary
an' what ain't.

Now woody is learnin' how deep
he is, how strong he is,

How to depend on himself, how
necessary it is to work to live,

An' how he could be proud of the
work he does.

He don't see me ascrapin' an'
aboundin' to nobody

For crumbs or leftovers,

An' nobody's takin' my grandson
away from me,

And that's for sure!

Don't be too hasty,
mr. Fogarty.

I'm done talking, marshal,
there's your road back home.

I didn't think he'd take it
sittin' down.

He sure didn't.

Bye, mr. Mccain an'
mr. Torrance.

Bye, woody.

We gonna have enough boards,
grandpa?

Hey? You know the way I figured,

We're gonna have just about
enough boards to build a flume

All the way from the
spring to the house.

Gee! Imagine water runnin'
right to our back door.

Yeah, without goin' into debt
either, for any pipe or lumber.

Or nails either, if you'd
straighten these out real good.

Sure I can, grandpa.

Man: Hey, fogarty!

Who's that, grandpa?

Eh, more nosy neighbors,
I reckon.

Time was when a man could have

Some peace an' quiet around
here.

You just keep on workin',
I'll go an' get rid of 'em.

Yes, sir.

Hey, you! Stop that!

What are you doin' to my goods?
Who are you?

You know me, fogarty.

Debo. Debo lee.

Once a bum always a bum, eh?
Hah!

You give up hoppin' freights an'
gettin' in people's way?

They sentenced you for life.

I changed that sentence!

Like you changed my plans
for the pacific express,

Some five years back.

You broke out!

An' that took some doin'.

Yeah, that took some dyin' too.

Ah! you know,
with all that money,

You could have it a little
fancier around here.

Now you ain't spent it?

I never had it to spend!

I sat in a wet stone cell five
years thinkin' about that money.

And that five years have made me

Kind of careless about human
life.

Now you just tell
me where it is, that simple.

I've told sheriffs, soldiers,
treasure hunters,

Railroad bullies,
an' I'm tellin' you

I never had that money!

You're the only one who
could've touched it.

Oh, you're gonna lose your old
age holdin' out my money!

Now you listen to me, when
you dynamited that train,

I was a bum ridin' the rail.

I never knew anythin' about that
money then or since,

And I'm tellin' you like I told
everybody else,

I figured that money burned up
in the wreck.

Then how come you're hidin'
out down here?

Cuz everybody kept on naggin'
at me about the money shipment,

"what did you do with it?
Where is it?"

I got so sick of suspicion,
I cut an' run.

Nobody's bothered us here.

Us?

Yeah, me and my pig.

Got so I couldn't even tie
my shoe

Without somebody watchin' me.

Oh, what a sad story you
tell. Ah! The hand.

That hand needs lookin' after.

Save it! I know you've got my
money.

I'm gonna wring your scrawny
red neck,

An' I'm gonna tear this shack
apart till I find it!

it's in the bank.

In what bank?!

north fork. You
can go over in the mornin'.

One little mistake...

One mistake an' you're gonna
beg for a quick end

The way you used to beg for a-
a crust of bread!

All right, now tend the hand.

Yeah, it needs lookin' after.

I tore that takin' the guard.

Yeah.

Stupid guard.

It's a good sign if it stings.

That's good whiskey you're
wastin'!

Oh, it's-
it's been a long time.

Say, you-you- you need
a poultice on that hand?

Old man, I've waited too long
to lose you now.

I'm just goin' to the spring to
get a yerba buena for your hand.

Yeah.

Ain't no place I got left
to run.

If you ain't back in a
minute, I'm comin' after you.

An' I ain't got nothin' to lose,
you know.

Woody! Woody!

Why you darn fool kid!

You can't even straighten nails

Unless I'm watchin' you every
second.

I tell you an' tell you an'
you never learn nothin'.

I can take 'em apart,
grandpa.

I'll put everythin' back,
just like it was.

Oh, it's all wasted! You won't
even help me build a flume!

You're the most no good
kid I've ever seen.

I'm sorry, grandpa.

It is too late to be sorry.

You an' me is comin' to the
partin' o' the ways.

You go on your way
an' I'll go mine.

But, grandpa, I ain't got no
place to go.

The marshal, an' mccain, them
do-gooders in town,

They wanna set you in the lap
o' luxury. Go on in to them.

I won't do it again, grandpa,
I promise.

Just don't talk like that.
I love you, grandpa.

Y-you scat out of here.

I'm sick an' tired of you
weighting me down

Like a millstone around my neck.

Go on then to mccain and them
others.

They'll baby you an' spoil
you rotten. Go on.

Well, all right. All right,
I'll find me a place.

A place where there ain't
a cranky old man

Yellin' at me day an' night.

Go on.

You an' your ol' water flume!

I ain't never comin' back,
you hear? I ain't.

Go on, get off my property!

I ain't never comin' back,
you ain't worth it.

Ah!

Now these stirrups just aren't
long enough for you anymore.

Guess I'll have to make
you some new ones.

I like 'em.

Well it's no good holdin'
on to things you can't use, son.

Say, pa, you know those old
school books

That I've already
gone through?

Mm-hm?

Why don't I give them to woody?

Well, they are for his age an'-

An' he could keep up
by studyin' them at home.

That's a good idea, son.

You know, woody may be livin' in
a...New home in town soon.

But he's already got a home.

Are they movin' again?

No, mark. You see, mrs.
Dalrymple is lookin' around

For a place for woody to stay

While his grandpa fixes up
their place.

Oh, that nosy old mrs.
Dalrymple.

Now, she's only thinkin' of
what's good for woody.

Now, you've seen the conditions,

It's not like they can't see
each other anymore.

But pa, they got it better
than you think.

They get along real well,
laughin' and workin' together,

An'-an' they figured out plans
for fixin' up their place.

Mark, you know the old man
can't see too well anymore.

Suppose a gun goes off or a...

Fire breaks out, or an axe slips
an' woody gets hurt?

But pa, there are things
just as important.

Woody's got his grandpa, and
they stick up for each other.

The two of them together,
like you and me.

An' pa, you-you wouldn't let
anyone separate us

If things weren't goin' right,
would you?

No, mark, I wouldn't.

I guess sometimes we grownups
can't see the forest

For the trees.

I'm gonna see what I can do to
let woody stay with grandpa.

Oh, that's great, pa,
and when school starts,

I-I can ride with woody
every day.

Mr. Mccain!
Oh, mr. Mccain, oh, mr. Mccain.

Woody, what is it?
Where's your grandpa?

Back home.

What's wrong, are you sick?

no, I'm not sick.

Easy now, son, you tell it
the way you want.

He said I was no good to 'im.

I made a pair of stilts,

An' he told me to get out and
find another place.

That doesn't sound like your
grandpa.

You sure you haven't
forgotten somethin'?

No, sir, that's the way it
was.

But I was thinkin' maybe
the heat's affectin' 'im,

Or it was that man that come.

Grandpa's a real old man,
you know,

Maybe there's somethin'
wrong.

Him an' me, we don't talk bad
to each other.

I ain't really cryin',
mr. Mccain,

I just don't know
what I'm gonna do.

Course you're not really cryin',
because you're here with us

And there's really nothin'
to cry about.

Look, it's gettin' late,
I'll bet you're hungry.

Mark, can you fix up
some scrambled eggs?

Sure can, with strawberry
jelly on it.

Now, look, I've got an errand
to do, I won't be long.

You stay with mark, huh?

Come on, I'll show you how
I can cook.

Ah, you old beggar, you've been
a worthless tramp all your life.

I never asked for more
than I needed.

I never broke a law or
hurt a soul in my life.

Umm.

'cept maybe...Woody.

Woody who?

Woody, best boy I ever knew.

Take my advice old man,
don't trust nobody,

Don't care about anybody,

Don't work for anybody except
yourself.

It's time we got started
for town, huh?

I told you the-the bank
don't open till mornin'.

Bottle's empty!

That bank has gotta give you
your money when you ask for it.

'spose-'spose
'spose it ain't in that bank?

Ol' man, I'm getting sick of you
an' your foolish ways!

Who was that?

Old man, if you so much as
cough,

I'm gonna blow it right
back down your throat.

Just the pig comin' back
to say good night.

Come on, let's go.

All right, hold it!

Grandpa, are you hurt?

Hurt? No, I ain't supposed
to say anything,

I gotta go find woody.

Don't worry,
he's in good hands.

Now look, mister...Whoever
you are, I-I'm harmless.

I-I mean...I mean you-
you-

You scared me when you came in
without a-a-a friendly hail.

Why, ol' fogarty there an' I,

We were old-time partners,
so to speak.

Luke, you all right, luke?

I'm all right, grandpa.

Who is he?

You-you take me to woody,
I'll tell you all about it.

Never would have believed you
could do it, mr. Fogarty.

It sure is a big improvement.

Yeah, the trouble is when you
get water

You gotta find somethin'
to wash.

You know, people, floors,
clothes, anythin'.

Can't hardly persuade sunshine
in the house anymore.

Wanna try, pa?

No, thanks, son, you go ahead
and take one big step for me.