Cimarron Page #3

- Shh.

- All right.

- And as for that fictional cattle...

All right. All right. Ha-ha-ha.

Say, you really are something,

young fellow.

Come on, little lady.

We've got a rough day ahead.

I'll get out the bedroll here.

Good night. Good night.

Oh, ma'am, I don't want you to think

we meant nothing by what we were saying.

- We were just joshing him.

- Oh, I know.

Oh, there is just one thing, though.

You see, we kind of raised that lunatic.

He's kind of like a son.

Well, we never had any

children of our own.

And I was just thinking,

you being his wife and all...

...maybe you could talk him

into trying the newspaper business.

It isn't so much for ourselves.

Well, now, wait a minute, Mother.

That enters into it.

You see, a man hates to work...

...and have everything

that he stood for just disappear.

- Well, it's just that...

- Kind of like to pass it on to somebody.

Yeah. You see, we need

somebody to leave things to.

- Sam.

- And...

Listen, how many times?...

You never give up, do you?

I told you

I don't like the newspaper business.

I just don't like this business

of being a crusader all the time.

- It's an embarrassing thing, you know.

- Who's a crusader? I'm not a crusader.

You are, Sam, you are a crusader.

Isn't that right?

Every time

some unpopular cause comes along...

...old Sammy gets himself

right in the middle on the wrong side.

Somebody's got to.

- That's what I'm talking about.

That's exactly what I mean.

No, sir, you're not gonna catch me

spending my time...

Wasting my time behind a desk.

Just look out there,

look at all those people.

Isn't that a sight? And every one of them,

every one of them have some sort of dream.

What's the use of any of us being here...

...if we're not chasing

some sort of a dream of some kind?

There they are out there.

Good men, bad men, lawmen, gunmen,

horse thieves, wanted men...

...men not wanted so much by anybody

or anything, anyplace.

But they've all got

that dream in their head.

They've all got that new life

they're hoping to lead sometime.

And how many of them...

...four out of five,

ain't gonna make no life...

...ain't gonna find no land, no nothing?

That's good old Mavis.

I don't know

how you put up with her all these years.

Well, somebody's got to.

I know. Come on, honey.

Good night. Good night, Sam.

Good night.

I love you.

Stand by.

You know,

you're welcome to use one of my horses.

The way I ride, I'd never be able

to hold my own against these boys.

Don't worry about it, honey.

We come this far, didn't we?

I didn't come this far

to get done out of my land.

Bye, Pop.

- I'll get my land somehow.

- Bye, Pa.

And what's gonna happen

if you miss that stagecoach?

Well, I'll worry about that

when I come to it.

All right, now.

Suppose you take this along

just in case, huh?

- Thanks, for everything.

- Good luck, Tom.

Come on, itty-bit,

go back to the wagon now.

Hope you get your land.

Pa's gotta go.

You just stay with your ma, now.

How on earth

are we ever gonna find you?

You all stay with the folks. I'll find you.

Let's say goodbye to Daddy.

- Bye. Bye. Bye.

- Bye.

Bye.

- Yancey, can you see our land from here?

- No.

It's in that direction, though.

Way out there there's a big grove

of trees, and then there's this gully.

On the other side of the gully,

there's this big hill...

...and on top of that hill, there's some

of the finest grazing land you ever saw.

You best come in town with us.

- You mean that the town's already set up?

No, no, no, they have it, uh...

These certain sections plotted off

into, like, town lots.

Is that right? And all the rest

is divided up into farms.

- One hundred and sixty acres apiece.

- Yeah.

- And it's free?

- Yes.

All this wonderful land just here to take.

They're about ready.

I'm gonna saddle up.

Huh? Oh.

What a foolish sight. An old character

like you racing like a tomcat.

Never mind the lecture.

Help me get this rheumatic old knight

on his wooden charger.

I said, take your hands off me,

both of you.

Since when do I have to have help

getting up on a wagon?

Come on, Sir Galahad, upsy-daisy.

- Come on, you.

- Ahh...

- Good luck.

- Thank you.

Take good care of that wildcat, Sabra.

He won't be easy to tame.

I will.

Hey, Dixie, where'd you get them pants?

Hey, Dixie.

Hello, Dixie. You racing for land?

I already know the land I want.

Hey, Dixie. Hey, Dixie.

Hey, Dixie.

Yancey, who is she?

Well, I gotta tell you all about that

someday, honey.

Now, look, you stay back here

till the race gets started, right?

Now, you come on, itty-bits,

get in that wagon.

Come on, get out of the way

of them horses.

You come with me, baby. Get over there.

Get up there, Nellie.

Never mind about that thing, just get up.

I got two hands

and I can't handle all of you.

Well, we're off to the hunt.

Exciting, what?

What? Cecil, button your duster.

Yeah, or I'll button it for you.

- I got money, I got money.

Okay, get on the back if you can.

I paid.

I gave the man up there the money.

Let me on. Let me on here.

Get ready.

It's Pa. I think it's Pa. He didn't make it.

Is Pa hurt? Is Pa hurt?

I'll do it myself.

I got to do it myself.

I got to do it myself.

Hey, soldiers, I crossed the line.

I crossed that line, didn't I?

I crossed that line.

I got my land. I got my land.

I got my land.

Nellie. Go, girls.

Nellie.

Hyah! Hyah!

Get him.

Aah! Help, Yancey!

This is my land now.

Well, how about that?

Yeah, how about that?

Yeah, the land is so rich out here, all you

gotta do is toss out a handful of seeds...

...and up pops a corn patch 10 feet tall.

So I'm told.

- Now, come on, Dixie.

- Don't come near me.

So help me, I'd sooner put a bullet

through you than not.

You know, I think you would too.

Yancey.

Yancey, did you get the land?

Well, I didn't exactly get the land I wanted,

but, uh, well, I got to thinking.

Uh... After all, we're not farmers,

so, what would we want a farm for?

But...

It's not worth it.

What do you wind up with?

I'm a woman.

Where are my children?

I'm a woman. Where's my house?

I'm a woman.

Where's my man?

You, my rheumatic old knight.

Who's gonna climb up

on our wheezy old charger...

...and lead us into the thick of things?

What good is it without you?

Anything?

I'm lonesome.

Already, I'm just plain lonesome.

Come on.

Hurry, let's get these claims.

I got mine.

You gotta line up.

I'm in a hurry.

Line up to file claims for your land.

First come, first served.

- Line up, don't block the door.

Let's go, hurry up.

Uh...

Jessie, suppose you stay and,

well, you help me run the paper.

Are you sure you want to do it?

Somebody has to.

My, what a lot we've seen together,

you and me and this, this wicked old...

Well...

I wish you would change your mind

and stay with us.

No, Sam left a lot of things

he was fixing to do...

...and I might just as well get going.

Yancey, you're getting right smack

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