:31:05
Why, that superior little. . . .
:31:14
Looks like Rose has took
unto herself a lot of trouble.
:31:28
(COWS MOOING)
:31:53
-Where are we?
-The Ox-Bow.
:31:55
There they are, gentlemen.
:32:00
I suggest we avoid any shooting or
rough work until they tell it their way.
:32:04
Mr. Mapes and I will do the talking.
:32:06
-The one that got Kinkaid is mine.
-He's yours when we're sure.
:32:10
Ten men will go with Mrs. Grier
from behind.
:32:13
Bartlett, take six men
and work through those woods.
:32:17
Gerald, you and Farnley
and the rest will go with me.
:32:21
-Would you like a gun, Mr. Davies?
-No, thank you.
:32:24
-Sparks?
-Thank you, no, sir, Major Tetley.
:32:29
As you choose.