All language subtitles for Gunsmoke S19E23 (To Ride a Yeller Horse)

Whoa.

Isn't that the finest
carriage ever?

He's coming home today, you
know, from Harvard University.

Steven, Mr. Rogers' son.

No, I didn't know that, Mama.

Come along.

Good morning, Mrs. Shepherd.

Good morning, Mrs. O'Rourke.

I sure do appreciate
you opening early for me.

I have a hundred
things on my mind.

Anna May.

Good morning.

Good morning, Newly.

I thought I was an early bird.

Well, I'm still half asleep.

Say, tell me something.

Has anybody asked you
to the barn dance tonight?

Didn't even know
they were having one.

My luck's holding.

Well, I'll have to
ask Mama first.

Say, you know, you sure
are hard to get ahold of lately.

Well, Mama keeps me pretty busy.

Let me know later.

Everybody in town's
gonna be there.

Good morning, Mr. O'Brien.

- Good morning, Mrs...
- My dear,

we mustn't keep Mrs.
O'Rourke waiting...

Let him know what?

Well, there's a barn
dance tonight, mama,

and Newly wanted to
know if I'd go with him.

We'll be much too busy tonight.

Now, Mildred has been
saving this one for you,

and I think it'll be
most becoming.

It's the newest thing
from St. Louis, Anna May.

I hear everybody's
going to the dance tonight.

Mr. Rogers is sponsoring it

to raise money for the
school fund, you know.

Oh really, Mr. Rogers himself?

Stage is coming in, folks!

Maybe a hat in a nice,
complimentary color.

Well, I'll show you what I have.

Welcome home, son.

- You're looking good!
- Thank you very much, Pa.

The ranch has sure changed
since you've last seen it.

I don't think you'll
even recognize it.

Dodge City certainly
hasn't changed much.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Shepherd.

I don't think I've got
anything that's really suitable.

Oh, nevermind.

Just wrap up the dress,
and we'll be back for it.

Come along, dear.

I want to catch Mr. Burke
at the freight office.

Mama... About the barn dance.

I don't know what I have to do

that's so important I can't go.

Oh, well of course you can go.

I can?

Yes, you just tell
Mr. O'Brien that we would be

most pleased to
have him escort us.

Us, Mama?

Mr. Rogers?

What a pleasurable surprise!

Steven, I thought you
were away at the university.

Well yes, ma'am. I graduated.

Oh, Mr. Rogers, you
must be so proud.

I am.

Mrs... Shepherd.

Joan Shepherd.

And this is my
daughter, Anna May.

Anna May, you've
certainly met Steven.

Hello.

I'm your neighbor, Mr. Rogers,

in that little farm
just across the creek

that your stock uses.

Oh, of course.

I have a very bad memory
for names, Mrs. Shepherd.

Mr. Rogers, I do
feel positively guilty

never paying you a call.

Oh, no, no.

It's my obligation,
Mrs. Shepherd.

Well, here I am
just prattling on,

taking up the time
of a busy man.

Well, it's been a
pleasure meeting you

and your daughter,
Mrs. Shepherd.

Mine also, Mrs. Shepherd,
and Miss Shepherd.

Oh, well we have
to hurry along too.

There's just so
many things to do.

Anna May has a fitting,

and I have some
business at the bank.

Well, Steven, you've done
yourself proud, real proud.

Thank you, Mrs. Shepherd.

She's very attractive, Father.

Howard.

Mama, that was embarrassing!

There's nothing embarrassing

about saying hello to neighbors.

Neighbors!

Mama, Mr. Rogers' ranch
covers over 100 square miles!

His house on the
hill right behind us.

Did you see the way that
boy of his looked at you?

I wasn't particularly
looking at him.

Well it's time that you should.

He's the richest man in
the state, that father of his.

It's time that you should.

Oh my, it's a pleasure,
watching real genteel people.

And that boy.

Oh, that boy, Anna
May, he's got a future.

You can most
surely believe that.

You said you were
surprised to see him,

when you knew all the while

that Mr. Rogers'
son was coming in.

That's just a polite
way of greeting.

But, Mama.

Your dress should
be ready by now.

Whoa.

That pest is here again.

Good morning, Orlo.

Morning, ladies.

Good morning, Orlo.

What brings you over?

Oh, just more spring taters
than I can use, Mrs. Shepherd.

Put 'em in the shed for you.

Down you go, Anna May.

Oh, Orlo, would you mind tending
the buckboard before you leave?

Yes, Mrs. Shepherd.

You sure do look
pretty today, Anna May.

Well thank you, Orlo.

Yes, my.

You know, Mama, he
always brings you things

and does us favors.

How can you call him a pest?

I don't mind him
doing us favors.

Doesn't change a pest.

Chester, aren't
you late for work?

Mr. Bodkin knows
I'm coming in late.

Oh, Anna May, you better
go upstairs and change

and see how far that
cow has wandered.

Here, let me prepare breakfast.

You just... set a place.

Is it a good practice
leaving Mr. Bodkin

shorthanded at the bank?

I'll make it up tonight.

I'm helping him with the books.

Mr. Rogers' son, Steven,
came in this morning.

I guess he'll be
helping out his father

now that he's finished
with his schooling.

You know, they're gonna
be at the barn dance tonight.

Well, they should be;
Mr. Rogers is sponsoring it.

Are you gonna come?

I don't think so, Mama.

Well, you should consider
the amount of business

that Mr. Rogers
has done at the bank.

It doesn't hurt meeting a
man like that in a social light.

I'll see, Mama.

I tried to wait up
for you last night,

but I finally fell asleep.

Got in late.

Went into town.

I thought that you might
be at the Long Branch,

but somebody said that
you went into Garden City.

Mama, you shouldn't spy on me.

A mother takes an interest
in her son, and that is spying.

I mean...

I'm old enough
not to worry about.

Time that a mother stops
worrying about her children

is when she's in her grave.

Well, did you see
her, talk to her?

Isn't that my business?

No other reason to
go into Garden City,

except to talk to that trollop.

It's the proper word.

Mama, why even say it?

- You did see her.
- Yes.

And talked to her.

She wouldn't talk to me.

Then it's over?

Mama, it was over six years ago.

And I was right six years ago.

You were too good for her.

- She was nothing but an empty-headed...
- Mama, stop.

Oh, she never had an
ounce of sense in her head.

I don't want to talk about it.

Clears the air,
talking about it.

You can just imagine
where she's been

for the past six years,

winding up in Garden City
and opening up a saloon.

You were barely 20 years old.

Do you resent my
advice, our talks?

No, Mama.

It's just that she ended
up nothing but a...

Don't say that word again!

What word describes her?

I'll accept yours.

I surely will.

It's in the past, Mama.

Let's just forget it.

That's a shame.

A mother has to be so
candid with her children.

The one to point out
all of the pitfalls in life.

Just brings resentment.

I don't resent you, Mama.

Oh, Chester.

Take the Sutter
girl to the dance!

Mary Sutter?

Well, she's a widow,
but she's still very young,

and you know that she's had
her eyes on you for two years.

Not to mention all
that river property

that her poor dead
husband bought.

Why, he bought it for a song.

We have nothing in common.

What is wrong with this family?

Anna May could have the
pick of anybody in Dodge,

and there she is, she's
mooning over a shop keeper.

Anna May could do worse, Mama.

Newly O'Brien's a
very decent man.

Why does it have to be worse?

Why not better?

You almost destroyed
your own life,

marrying a hussy who did nothing

but laugh at
silly, silly things!

Six years ago, Mama.

That was the last
time I laughed too.

Were you and Chester fighting?

Sometimes I wish
your father were alive.

A man is listened
to, and a woman is...

Bite your lips; they're pale.

Mama, I'm just going
out to look for a cow.

You can never tell
when some young man

might come riding by,
like that Rogers boy.

Bite your lips.

Such little things
that we don't do

come back to haunt us.

Such little things.

Bow to your partner.

Odd couples out to
the couple on the right

with the right hand cross
will shake 'em out'll do.

Left hand backs and how are you?

What are you trying
to do, fatten me up?

No, no thanks.

Why aren't you out there
making some lady happy?

Well, Evelyn, two good reasons.

Two left feet.

Out with the left
To the old left hand

And meet your honey
With the right left plan,

Meet your honey And
pat her on the head

If she don't like this
It'll beat her toes red

Bow to your home
And everybody swing

Swing and whirl
That pretty little gal

Mr. O'Brien, do
you have any idea

what time the mail stage

will be coming through tonight?

Well it's generally on time,
Mrs. Shepherd, eight o'clock.

Matter of fact...

five minutes or so from now.

I sure do hate to
ask you this favor,

but I'm expecting a most
important letter from the east.

Would you mind just to go down
there and check on it for me?

Yes, ma'am, I'll
go on down there.

Thank you.

Would you like some punch, dear?

All right, Mama.

Bite your lips.

My! Doesn't this look good?

I bet that's Harriet's recipe.

You must remind me to ask her.

Oh my.

Did I interrupt you?

I am sorry.

Certainly not, Mrs. Shepherd.

Don't tell me that you men

are too busy to
taste this punch.

Anna May, will you
help me with the glasses?

Excuse us, gentlemen.

My.

I declare, it's just like men.

Talking business instead
of just enjoying themselves.

My husband, rest him,
he was the same way.

On our plantation in Virginia,

he could never
relax on the veranda.

The parties that we'd give.

Steven, I declare I'm shocked

that you're just standing there

with all these pretty girls
absolutely dying to dance.

And Anna May, you
just standing here.

Mama.

And I bet you learned a
lot of fancy steps up east.

Now don't tell
me that you didn't.

May I, Miss Shepherd.

I can't get over
the way that boy

has just sprouted up.

He's so handsome, Mr. Rogers.

Do you know, I have been
wanting to compliment you

on those fine
horses that you race.

Thank you, Mrs. Shepherd.

It may seem self-indulgent.

Oh, I don't see it
as a self-indulgence.

No, not at all.

A man in your position built
up a dozen cattle ranches.

Well, I think you deserve
a little side pleasure.

Mr. Rogers, do you
know, I have heard

that you've started sheep
raising up in Montana?

Well yes, I've
been experimenting.

I truly would value your opinion

on whether or not it's
worthwhile to raise sheep.

I truly would.

Hi, Doc.

Newly.

Don't tell me you're
here without a girl.

No, I came with Anna May.

Oh.

Oh, you did, huh?

You know, Doc, there's something

I can't figure out
about her mother.

Newly!

I think you know Steven.

Sure, I know him.

Newly.

Yes, well we must talk again
sometime, Mrs. Shepherd,

but Steven and I do
have this engagement.

Are you ready, son?

Goodnight.

The prettiest girl here, Papa.

All right, you
big-footed scutters,

get ahold of your
favorite shemale,

for we're fixin' to go again.

Let her rip, Frank!

Bow to your partners
Bow to your corner

Wave hi to your maw and paw.

Hold your hands,
Circle this out,

Let a little moonshine
In your mouth

Drop your holster, Grand
trail home Indian style.

Now you're home
And everybody swing.

Swing and whirl
That pretty little gal.

Swing that little gal
Round and round

And let that bigfoot jog around

Whoa.

Oh, you don't have to
get down, Mr. O'Brien.

It's late, and I know that
you're anxious to get home.

Anna May.

We do appreciate your
escorting us to the dance.

Goodnight.

Goodnight, Newly.

I had a wonderful time.

So did I, Anna May.

Mrs. Shepherd.

That letter you
expected never came in.

Oh, it's not something

that I'll lose sleep
over, Mr. O'Brien.

Evening, ladies.

Hyah! Yip!

- Mama!
- Anna May.

You could have been
a little more friendly

dancing with young Rogers.

Did you see the way
the he looked at you?

Oh my, I can tell you that
young man's might interested.

It was absolutely embarrassing,

the way you talked about us
having parties on a plantation.

Mama, papa never did
anything but sharecrop in Virginia.

Well, it was a small
departure from the truth.

Daughter, I'm gonna
tell you something.

It is the small things in life

that say what a body is,

how he or she
will be in the world.

But us owning a
plantation house in Virginia!

We almost did.

It's just the little
things that we do...

Or don't do.

I was younger than
you but just as pretty.

And he was like
Mr. Rogers as a young man.

Oh, he was so handsome.

His father owned the plantation,

and I used to watch
from the farmhouse.

He rode a yellow
horse, a big yellow horse.

He was a wonderful sight.

He became governor,
and we almost married.

You almost married the
governor of Virginia, Mama?

They gave a party.

And I dressed up
just as pretty as I could

and just appeared there.

Just appeared,
without an invitation.

I was 16, and it
was my first party

on the biggest
plantation in Virginia.

Oh, Mama, that must
have been so thrilling!

I was the prettiest
girl there, I just knew it.

And then, he saw me.

And I waited, and he came over.

And he asked me my name
and told me how pretty I was,

and if he could see me again.

What did you say, mama?

Somebody called out to him.

My mouth had just
opened to say yes,

and suddenly he
was turning away.

He had to leave, and I waited.

He never came back that day.

But didn't he ask you again?

Such small things...

Called away before
I could say yes.

And every Sunday
he'd be hunting foxes,

riding his big yellow
horse across the fields.

And I'd watch...

and wait.

Such small things.

We have to be so
careful of the small things.

We have to plan and be careful.

But mama, everything
worked out all right for you.

I mean, marrying papa.

It was the one barn dance

having all the important
people in Dodge City.

I was busy, Mama.

You look like
you've been drinking.

Well that's being busy, Mama.

Don't be sarcastic with me.

Even Mr. Bodkin was there,

talking to all the
influential people.

You could have done a
lot of good for yourself,

given your opinions...

I don't want to do
myself any "good", Mama.

I'm a bank clerk.

That's all I'll ever be.

And it's thanks to me
that you got that job.

Mama, just forget about me.

Please. Just forget.

And forget about Anna May too.

Give her a chance.

That's all she needs
mama, a chance.

Just a chance.

Good morning, Mr. Rogers!

Mrs. Shepherd.

It occurred to my son
and me on our way home

that we've never
had a neighborly visit.

Would you and your...

family care to join us
for luncheon today?

Oh! Oh, that would be just fine.

Say about 12:00.

I'll send the carriage for you.

Why, thank you.

We'd be delighted.

Chester!

We've been invited to the house!

To Mr. Rogers' house!

I'll be busy at the bank, Mama.

My.

Oh my, this takes me back.

"Sunday prancin""
we used to call it,

with all the gentlemen
showing their horses,

trying to outdo one another,

and their ladies looking on.

Well I'm afraid this is a little
more serious, Mrs. Shepherd.

Our farms in New
Orleans fair well or poor

depending on our
showings in the north.

One blue ribbon is worth 200
carriage horses shipped to market.

New Orleans!

You have a horse
farm in New Orleans?

We have two, as
a matter of fact.

I think Steven will
be dividing his time

between here and New Orleans,

getting acquainted with
the trade circles down there.

Divine.

Oh, Anna May, did you hear that?

- Steven's going down to New Orleans.
- Yes, Mama.

Miss Shepherd, may I
show you some of our foals?

Oh, that would
be lovely, Steven.

Anna May, you may
go along with Steven.

Well, we can't be too late.

Late? Why, we have
the whole afternoon.

Mama, Newly's calling
on me this afternoon.

Something wrong, Mrs. Shepherd?

Oh, it's just that silly girl.

She has her mind
on farming chores.

Well, I like that.

Farm work is never
done, as they say.

When the children early on

see their
obligation, I like that.

Steven has that trait.

Shoulder to the plow,
pleasures always secondary.

Oh, he's a fine boy,
Steven, a fine boy.

Mrs. Shepherd, I
guess you've noticed

that Steven is more than
fond of your daughter.

I fancy right now
he's indicating

that his interest will continue.

I...

Well, I hope that meets
with your approval.

They do make a handsome
couple, I must say.

Oh, I am very partial
to Steven, Mr. Rogers.

I truly am.

Well, good, good.

Steven doesn't enter
into relationships lightly.

- It's a yellow horse.
- Palomino.

I remember a yellow horse.

It was so long ago.

So long ago.

Mama, I don't like him!

Like has nothing to
do with marrying well.

Now, you mind some common sense.

Why, you could be Mrs. Steven
Rogers before the summer's out.

Now go on over
to Abbey Brooster's

and get me those pie
dishes that you promised me.

Newly's gonna be
here any minute!

Well he'll just have
to wait, won't he?

But, Mama!

Will you hurry on?

- Afternoon, Anna May.
- Orlo!

Yes.

- Orlo.
- Mrs. Shepherd.

Brought you a little
something, Mrs. Shepherd.

Two hams.

Got more than I need.

Why thank you,
Orla. That's very nice.

Been meaning to ask you
something, Mrs. Shepherd.

Something serious.

Well, Orlo, you know
that I'm always happy

to give you any
advice that I can.

I got my farm
almost paid off now.

Yeah, I know. And you
deserve a lot of credit

for coming along with that
place the way that you have.

I mean, Mrs. Shepherd...

Well, a man think of
taking his self a wife,

but not much time to
spent on the courting.

Oh, well I wouldn't
worry about courting, Orlo.

A woman looks to a man
for hard work and a future.

Yes, important things.

And I always figured it's my
place to ask the mother first.

Well it's a relief to find

a few old-fashioned
ideas still around.

I kept thinking about my
land being next to yours.

You always so practical.

Maybe...

Appearances are
deceiving, like you say.

And Anna May's of
a practical side too.

Our land's joined up real nice.

All we'd have to do is
take down the one fence.

The land's joined up?

I say something
funny, Mrs. Shepherd?

I put it a funny way,
Mrs. Shepherd?

No.

No, it... It doesn't
matter, Orlo.

Of course, you have my
permission to speak to Anna May.

Mrs. Shepherd!

Anything you say to
Anna May sure can help!

Yes ma'am!

You know, Orlo, I
really can't get over

the way that he insists
on bothering Anna May.

I just don't understand it.

Newly's bothering Anna May?

Oh, well she tries to be polite,

but he takes advantage,
knowing that there's

no man in this house
that can be firm with him.

I sure can get firm with him.

Oh, Orlo, I don't want you
to get in trouble for my sake.

It's just that, well, a woman
without a man suffers,

and that's the way that it is.

Don't mind any trouble.

As long as it's
right and proper.

Mrs. Shepherd.

Anna May's expecting me to
take her for a ride this afternoon.

Well, she's not here, and
she won't be back for a while.

I see.

Would you mind if I waited?

Well, I guess
not if you want to.

He's waiting? After
being told plain?

Mr. O'Brien is not
easily discouraged.

What do you say, Orlo?
Got all your crops in yet?

Nevermind my crops.

Don't your ears hear too good?

What's that?

You stay away from
Anna May, you hear?

I see you bothering her again,
I'm gonna tromp all over you.

Oh, I don't think that's
any of your business, Orlo,

and I don't happen
to be bothering her.

Get in that surrey and get!

Orlo?

Orlo?

My legs!

I can't feel nothin'!

Don't move.

Don't move an inch.

What happened, Newly?

You hit your head on the wagon.

Just lie still.

Funny.

I can't remember anything.

You don't remember
arguing with me?

What about?

Well that's not important now.

Look, I'm gettin' Doc Adams.

I don't want
anybody to move you.

Mrs. Shepherd, you
stay here with him.

I'll be right back
as quick as I can.

Hyah!

Hyah!

You don't remember
the fight, Orlo?

Who was fightin'?

You were trying
to protect yourself.

And Newly O'Brien through
you against the wagon.

He did that?

I feel...

I feel...

funny.

I saw it all from here.

But you couldn't hear
anything they were saying?

Just when Mr. O'Brien
raised his voice.

I could sure hear that.

He was angry.

It's not a pleasant task being

a witness against Mr. O'Brien.

Marshal, he is an
impulsive young man,

but he's quite likable.

Well, he claims he didn't
strike any blows at all.

He said he was just
trying to defend himself.

Well, you heard what Orlo said

when you came in with Doc Adams.

He was set on by Mr. O'Brien
without an ounce of cause.

Well, Doctor Adams
feels that Orlo's

not gonna remember a
thing about what happened.

As a matter of fact,
he's in a coma now.

That's why what you heard
and saw is extremely important.

My upbringing taught me never

to call anyone a liar, Marshal.

You're saying Newly lied?

Well he has a
right to his story.

But it is a terrible
thing to see one man

deliberately smash another.

Mrs. Shepherd, Judge Brooker's

gonna have a
hearing this afternoon.

Well, of course I'll be there.

I thought that you'd have run out of
excuses to Mr. Bodkin for being late.

I won't need any
more excuses, Mama.

I'm quitting the bank.

After six years,
how can you do that?

I'm tired, Mama.

Oh, well if that's all it is,

then I'm sure that Mr. Bodkin
can give you some time off.

Mama, if I told you
something, would you listen?

I mean, really listen.

I always listen to my children.

It's a shame that they can't
say the same for their mother.

Ma, did you ever
have a dream so real

that you wake up
believing it really happened?

Everybody has dreams like that.

You know what I mean.

I mean, a dream is
something you can't help.

And the way you
feel when you wake up

is something you
can't help either.

I just don't know what
that has to do with anything.

Just listen.

Last night I had a dream.

And when I woke up, I
believed it really happened.

I could see the fields.
How green they looked.

And the oak tree by my window.

The way the breeze stirred it.

Like that tree was alive.

I guess I never thought of
that tree as being alive before.

Mama...

The way I felt...

Like I was that tree.

Alive for the first time.

Mama, I... I felt so different.

As if I were seeing the
whole world for the first time.

As though I had been
suddenly born again.

I felt this new thing.

Free.

As if there was nothing I
couldn't do from this day on.

We all have pleasant dreams.

Mama...

I dreamt you were dead.

Mama, I love you.

We, Anna May and
I, we both love you.

You love me wishing I was dead?

Mama, we can't help our dreams!

Am I some kind of a monster?

Wishing nothing but
the best for my children?

Mama, if you'd only understand.

There's more to living than
just driving fancy carriages

and living in the
big house on the hill.

Mama, can't you see
what you've done to me?

What you're doing to Anna May?

What I've done to you?

You have wasted
your entire life.

What was it for?

Was it to spite me?

Is that what it
was, to spite me?

No, mama. Please.

Maybe you loved us too much.

Maybe we love you too much.

Don't you dare talk
to me about love

and wish me dead
in the same breath.

No, sir.

We'd never exchanged as
much as a word between us.

I mean a bad word.

Anytime we ever met, as
nothing more than a hello.

Then you think that
the argument started

because of his jealousy over
Mrs. Shepherd's daughter?

That seemed to
be it, Your Honor.

I guess Orlo happened
to be sweet on Anna May.

You want to add anything
further, Mr. O'Brien?

No, sir.

I pushed Orlo away
from me and he fell.

From the window it must have

looked different
to Mrs. Shepherd.

You may return to your seat.

Your Honor.

I'd like to remind
everybody that

this is a hearing
and not a trial,

a hearing to determine the
cause of Orlo Baker's injuries.

Doctor Adams,
what is the condition

of your patient this morning?

He's still in a coma, Judge.

Ma Smalley is
watching after him.

Marshal, do you
have anything further

to add to your deposition?

No, Your Honor.

Orlo said for little to Doc
and I when we brought him in,

just the few
words I told to you.

Said he was attacked and he
was trying to defend himself.

Mrs. Shepherd, would
you take the stand please?

Hardly.

Orlo was simply a neighbor.

He never took any interest
in Anna May that I know of.

And you have no idea
what that quarrel was about

between Newly
O'Brien and Orlo Baker?

Well, it certainly wasn't
over my daughter.

I mean, what right could
they have in arguing over her?

Orlo was a
bone-poor dirt farmer,

and O'Brien was a shopkeeper.

Miss Shepherd, the importance
of your testimony here

may be incalculable.

Orlo was with you in the
farmhouse when Mr. O'Brien arrived.

Now, wasn't anything
said then by Orlo

to give some clue to his
attitude towards Mr. O'Brien?

No, nothing but friendliness,
as far as I can see.

Oh yes, there was one thing.

Continue.

Well, it was just
a word in passing

just before I opened
the door for Mr. O'Brien.

It was... I can't be positive.

I think Orlo was
afraid of Mr. O'Brien.

Afraid? In what way?

Orlo said something about
Mr. O'Brien not liking him

and that Orlo avoided
him whenever possible.

It was something like that.

Orlo avoided O'Brien?

But you just heard
Mr. O'Brien testify

that Orlo approached him
and started an argument.

Yes, I heard that.

You saw otherwise?

As I told the marshal,

I'm not going to
call anybody a liar.

But it is just not
the way that I saw it.

I heard voices.

And Mr. O'Brien was
saying something,

and then Orlo was
going over to him

like Orla was being called over.

Your honor, I forgot
about that part of it.

I did speak to Orlo first.

I asked him how his crops were.

But that's the same
as saying hello.

You stated
Mr. O'Brien was angry.

Well I heard his voice raised.

Did you hear any words in
reference to your daughter?

My daughter would not
permit herself to be fought over

like a common alley
cat, and neither will I.

Now, I saw what I saw,
and I heard what I heard.

It happened on my farm,

but it had nothing more
to do with Anna May.

I won't have her name connected

with a common, vulgar
quarrel between two men.

That Mr. O'Brien
attacking that poor boy

and throwing him
up against the wagon

like he wanted to kill him.

Mrs. Shepherd, it
only looked like that!

Miss Shepherd...

I'm not sure you
understood my question.

You said you "heard what
you heard," quoting you.

Just exactly what did you hear?

Words, just...

Just words, I couldn't
understand them.

Then how would you know they
didn't pertain to your daughter

as Mr. O'Brien
has just testified?

Well I just... I just know.

It's the way that
you hear things.

Now, there are things
in store for my daughter.

Why, just that day we were
up at Mr. Rogers' big house.

Now, I'm not permitting
anybody to steal her chances.

Why, she's got her
whole life in front of her.

It's one of misery
or of the good things.

The good things
denied her mother,

and those good things that
she tried to get for her son.

We do things for our children.

Miss Shepherd.

We never ask.

Why, from the day
that they're born,

never an unkind word from me.

I just want a full,
happy life for my son

and the same thing
for my daughter.

Always giving,
never... Never asking.

You with your dreams.

Was it a happy dream?

Reborn again?

I had dreams...

And they didn't hurt anybody.

Never seeing anybody dead.

I was just...

Just riding a yellow horse.

That's all.

I was just sitting up
there on that yellow horse.

And everybody was looking at me.

All those fine
plantation gentlemen.

They were pointing and
saying. "Ain't she grand?"

On that yellow horse.

Just...

Just riding a yellow horse.

Oh...

It wasn't Orlo's fault.

It wasn't Mr. O'Brien's fault.

It wasn't my fault.

Did I not do it for my children?

I don't know.

Maybe I'll never know.

Oh!

Hi!

Look who's visiting.

It's not exactly a visit, Mama.

Oh.

I thought you'd like to know...

Orlo's gonna be fine.

Oh, that's good news.

That poor boy.

He's been in bed for weeks.

How are you, Mama?

Oh, I'm fine.

Well, one person taking
care of this big house.

Anna May.

Somebody told me that you're

helping Ma Smiley
run that boarding house.

I'm cooking for her, mama.

Oh, that's nice.

And Chester, I heard
a kind of a rumor

that Mr. Bodkin had made
you Assistant Manager.

Just Head Cashier, Mama.

Oh, well that's almost the same.

Won't be long now.

We just wanted to see
if you were well, Mama.

Oh.

Oh, I was just
making a little lunch.

It wouldn't be a bit of trouble.

Maybe another time, Mama.

Oh, well of course, I know
that you're a busy man.

Goodbye, Mama.

You all just stop
by any, any time.

Oh, Mama.

Oh my!

You just squeeze
a body to death.

Chester!

You get that horse
out of the sun.

I have the best
news for this family.

There is a mill coming
in from the north.

They want to buy 20 acres

along that river bottom
property that we own.

That'll be $500.

That's wonderful news.

And Anna May, there's
the nicest young man

who's representing the company.

He is a lawyer.

He'll be coming by here.

It'll be next
Saturday, probably.

And his dad is one of the
biggest landowners in Oregon.

And his name is Daryl.

Isn't that a sweet name?

I really want you to meet
that young man, Anna May.

Now, the first thing
we're gonna do

is go into town and see...