:02:01
You should be taking the train, Frank.
Fort Smith is too long a ride.
:02:05
On Judy, 70 miles
will be a pleasant outing.
:02:10
Yarnell, you'll take care
of the place for me.
:02:13
You and my Mattie.
Where's Mattie?
:02:18
I'm here, Papa!
:02:24
Well, Little Bookkeeper,
got my wherewithal ready?
:02:28
- Of course.
- How much are you allowing me?
:02:31
There's... right around...
:02:36
...$150 cash money there.
:02:40
Better hand me
my good luck gold pieces, too.
:02:43
Buying Texas mustang ponies,
you'll need plenty of luck!
:02:48
You'll come around to my plan.
I intend to buy as many as I can swing.
:02:53
- We'll breed them for deer-hunting.
- They're small and chicken-brained!
:02:59
I'd say small and tough,
right for keeping up with dogs.
:03:03
- You want my advice, Papa?
- I always do.
:03:06
- Buy the ponies cheap.
- I expect to.
:03:10
This Colonel Stonehill has got
to get rid of them before winter.
:03:15
Papa, that gun's old-fashioned.
Buy a new one at Fort Smith.
:03:19
It served me well at Chickamauga,
and it's got a long way to go yet.
:03:35
Goodbye, Papa!
:03:45
Tom Chaney...
Now there's trash for you.
:03:48
It's his job to look after the place.
:03:50
Papa took him in when he was starving
and gave him a house.
:03:54
Come, Mattie, it's only an old tool-shed.
:03:58
You can still throw a cat
through the south wall!