The Rare Breed
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1:11:03
and the next day.
1:11:07
Time for me to admit
that this is longhorn country...

1:11:10
and that you're its lord and master.
1:11:14
A man in love is not even lord
nor master of himself.

1:11:25
I'd like to change the climate
for you, if I could.

1:11:33
[Tense instrumental music]
1:11:36
What are you looking at, man?
1:11:39
Is that you, Señor Bowen?
1:11:41
No, I'm Bonnie Prince ruddy Charlie.
1:11:44
BOWEN: What do you want?
JUAN: I lost touch with him.

1:11:47
BOWEN: With who?
JUAN: Señor Burnett.

1:11:50
I could hear him whistling,
but he was gone...

1:11:52
I could not find him.
The snow was too heavy.

1:11:55
Is he lost?
1:11:56
No, señora, maybe he has troubles...
1:11:59
but Señor Burnett is not lost.
1:12:01
Fetch the men. Go on with you.
1:12:03
BOWEN: Saddle my horse.
JAMIE: I'll come, too.

1:12:06
Don't worry, we'll find him.
1:12:14
[Wind howling]
1:12:15
[Horse neighing]

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