Where the Red Fern Grows
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:27:00
Poppa went over the hill looking for you.
Come on home, now.

:27:04
- Well, Jenny, will you looky here?
- Are those your dogs, Billy?

:27:07
Mm-hm.
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Did you bring me a treat?
:27:11
- There you go.
- What about me?

:27:14
Thanks, Billy.
:27:17
Here you are.
:27:19
- They're sure fine hounds, son.
- l figure they'll do.

:27:23
Here. This is for you, Pa.
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Thank you, son.
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This is for you, Momma.
:27:32
Let's open these up.
:27:41
Oh, well, now.
:27:43
Will you looky here? And just in time.
These old ones are barely keeping me in,

:27:47
and the breeze out.
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Jenny.
:27:51
Your momma's
been wanting a new dress.

:27:53
Looks like there's enough
material there for half a dozen.

:27:56
You like it, Momma?
The colors are all right?

:28:00
lt's perfect.
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Thank you, Billy.
:28:04
Yeah, thank you, son.
lt's mighty thoughtful of you.

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- Tell your pa their names.
- Well,

:28:09
this one is old Dan,
and this one's little Ann.

:28:13
l'd say that fits 'em both just fine.
What do you say, Jenny?

:28:17
l think it's about time
this boy has a decent meal.

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( ''The Wild Rumpus'' by Jerry Douglas)

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