Cimarron Page #2

and half of you get in this wagon, all right?

That's right.

Come on, you itty-bits.

Go get in his wagon...

...before this poor man

change your mind.

Which ones go in which wagon?

It doesn't matter.

Just so we're half and half.

Hold them up there, boys.

Man, ain't that something?

- Hey.

- Get on back to the line.

I guess we made it, Sarah.

I guess we did.

Hey, you.

Hey, you can't stop there.

Hey. Yancey.

Hi, Ned. How are you, boy?

Fine, fine. Ma'am.

Haven't seen you since you were selling

Indian ponies to the cavalry.

Not in that business anymore?

No, I gave that up.

It's really something, isn't it?

Yeah, just one big headache to me...

...trying to keep

all them too-sooners out of there.

I sure hate to think about tomorrow.

Look at all of them.

We haven't got enough land

for one-third of them.

There's gonna be an awful lot of mad

and disappointed people...

...to say nothing of the dead ones.

You mean all this land

and there won't be enough?

No, honey. The land around here

ain't fit to raise goats on.

But over there, right over there...

...just about,

oh, I'd say about 10 or 15 miles...

...you never seen

such rich farming and grazing land.

That's the land we'll have to run for.

Hey, I don't believe it.

I don't believe it.

Hey, Ike, where you been?

Where you been?

Hey, you're all dressed up

like a prune picker.

Have you seen Sam Pegler?

There's 10,000 people down there

and he's one of them.

Wait till you meet Sam,

he's really something.

He must be something.

Yancey won't stop talking about him.

How about taking our picture?

Take my picture.

All right. All right.

We'll make a nice, big group shot.

All right, now, watch the birdie.

Take our picture.

- Take my picture.

- Take our picture.

My bird's kind of stringy.

How's yours, pretty?

Don't blame it on the bird.

Even butter's stringy to you with those

horrible, misfitting, store-bought teeth.

Mike, you old frog-sticker.

How you doing?

Well, I'll be. Yancey.

Have you seen Sam Pegler anywhere?

Not yet, but he'll be here.

Hey, Ike, look who's here.

I seen him this afternoon.

How are you, Cim?

I'm fine. Hi, Grat.

- You didn't waste any time, did you?

- Come and see me.

Yeah, I'll do that.

Where do you know these people?

- You know everybody.

- Oh, honey, they...

Hey, Cimarron.

- Hey, Dixie, there's Cimarron.

- Yancey, how are you? Where you been?

Where?

Who's that?

Oh, uh, it's nothing, honey, they're

sort of friends of mine, ahem, you know.

Well, he could have wrote you at least.

Uh... Well, I'll explain it all to you

someday, dear.

Pins. I have pins, needles.

Calico. Hamburg lace.

Hey, mister, mister, come over here.

Come here.

Have you any candy for the children?

Candy for the children? Plenty.

Help yourself.

There's all kinds of candy there.

There's red and green

and yellow and licorice.

There's licorice down below.

Did you get it? Huh?

You look so young, madam.

How long have you been married?

Two weeks.

Two weeks?

- Lady, the candy is on the house.

- Ha-ha-ha.

Wait a moment, mister, no, listen.

These are not our children.

Honey, it's all right.

Hey, Tom, that's Pegler's wagon up ahead.

I'll see you there.

Come on, buddy, let's go there.

Indians got as much right

to be here as anybody else.

Sam Pegler,

I want you to stay out of this fight.

Somebody's got to help him.

- Look at those fellers. That's a darn shame.

- Terrible.

Look at the baby.

Back to the reservation.

Send them back where they come from.

Wait a minute. This fellow's got

as much right here as you have.

You stay out of this, old man.

Shame's on you. Well, I...

Stop it!

All right, break that fight up.

Separate those men.

What's this commotion all about?

This Indian's got just as much right

to be here as anybody else.

Let me have your papers.

Now, this man

has been legally registered.

And according to law, he's got as much

right to make this land run as you have.

You heard what I said.

Now, go on, get back to your wagons.

The Indian stays.

Now, go on, break this up.

Go on. Now, move along, everybody.

Go on, move along.

I wanna tell you something, old man.

You try to run

that newspaper of yours up here...

...the same way you did down in Texas...

...you're gonna get buried here.

And I don't care who your friends are.

Let's go, Millis.

Man, you really are something, Sam.

- You can't keep out of trouble, can you?

- Now, why should I?

Why should you?

Honey, this is Sam Pegler.

This is my wife, Sabra.

Your what?

Well, ma'am, I'm pleased to meet you.

Mavis, come look

who's hooked himself a wife.

Oh, you poor girl.

What are you talking about?

Wait a minute.

Just don't pay no attention

to her, because...

This is Jessie Rickey.

- How do you do?

- You know what he is?

He's one of the best printers in the

business, when he's sober he is, that is.

Well, you know the last time he smiled,

it caused an earthquake.

- You done pretty good in that fight.

- How do you mean, pretty good?

He almost got himself killed,

risking his life for an Indian.

Sorry.

Suppose we, uh, give this fellow a hand

here and get this wagon turned up.

Sir, do you mind if we help you?

Why don't you get on that side here.

- Sam Pegler.

- Yancey Cravat.

- Sol Levy.

- My wife.

Tom, suppose you go down to that end.

Now, watch it when...

- Tom Wyatt.

- Jessie Rickey.

Sam, take good care of it.

Yeah, I'll watch it.

That's my wife.

All right, let's go all together. Heave!

- Why do they call you Cimarron?

- It's a long story.

He's mean and wild and crazy.

That's what the word means.

Come on, you wanna make her think

she married a wildcat?

She didn't marry a scat rabbit.

Do you know what you married?

A lunatic.

- He don't know what he wants.

- I do.

- Do you now? Now, do you?

- Of course I do.

How many things you been already?

A gambler, a gunman, a lawyer.

Now you wanna be a farmer. Bah.

No. I don't wanna be

a farmer, I wanna be a rancher.

- I give you just two months.

- That's different.

You'll be pulling

your hair out with both hands.

No. No, not this time.

This is the first time in my life

I've seen a piece of land and I said:

"This is what I want. "

More than anything, this is what I want.

You know how long

I've been dreaming about that land?

You know how long?

Ever since I used to ride herds

through this country.

I used to lean down, pick up

a big handful of that earth and smell it.

It was so rich.

You know how you do?

It smelled so rich you felt like you just...

You just throw out a handful of seeds

and a whole crop of corn would sprout up.

Ten feet high.

That's what I wanna do.

I wanna grow my own food

and raise my own cattle.

Now, just a minute.

There's only one thing wrong

with that little dream of yours.

Corn just don't pop up 10 feet tall.

No, it's gotta have plowing and planting

and weeding and watering.

- And then along comes a drought. Ruined.

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