Where the Red Fern Grows
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:18:03
Them's nothing.
:18:05
- We just got started.
- l can't wait.

:18:08
All right, all right.
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Come on, everybody. Come on.
:18:13
The eliminations are over.
:18:15
Finalists are:
no surprise, Hud Bellington.

:18:20
All right, all right.
:18:23
Carl Brown.
:18:29
And our newcomer, Billy Coleman.
:18:36
Now, we're gonna start at sundown.
:18:40
And the hounds
that bring in the most coonskins

:18:43
by sunup tomorrow morning's
gonna win that cup.

:18:50
Not to mention that cash pool.
:18:57
Good luck.
:19:00
- Well, these hounds are raring to go.
- So am l, Kyle. So am l.

:19:04
Get outta there.
:19:07
How you doing, boys?
:19:08
- Howdy.
- Hey, how you doing?

:19:10
Pretty good.
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- Good luck, Mr. Bellington.
- Well, thank you, young man.

:19:14
Course, l won't be relying on good luck.
:19:16
l'm gonna be relying on the finest
pair of coonhounds l've ever owned.

:19:21
Good luck to you. See you.
:19:23
- Let's go feed these guys.
- Sure thing, Hud.

:19:31
Come on, Billy.
We got a long night.

:19:33
Let's get some rest.
:19:39
(thunder)
:19:43
- (Billy) We're in luck.
- (Grandpa) How's that, boy?

:19:46
(Billy) You know how coons
like to feed before a coming storm.

:19:49
Lots to feed on in them pools.
:19:52
- Crawdads and minnows.
- Let's stop here, then.

:19:54
- OK.
- Whoa.

:19:56
(Billy) Come on, let's go, Ann.
Come on.

:19:58
(Grandpa) OK, little girl.
Get ready to go.


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