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Well, home. We're here.

I've been looking for you for weeks.

We weren't expected to be back sooner,

were we?

With all the spring work to be done,

the roundup...

I didn't figure Bick would stay away.

If I miss a roundup every time I have

a honeymoon, I won't miss much, will I?

I thought I fired him off this place.

Where do you think you're going

with my automobile?

Just hold on.

Don't go taking off on me.

That old truck broke down again.

You want me going down the road?

That's exactly what I was going to do.

But she said,

"You stay on and do your work".

Next time I tell you to get, you get!

Bick and Jett are everlasting jangling

about something.

- "Madama" is the one who told me to stay.

- That's right.

With you away,

we needed all the help there was.

They're all scared to death of her.

You know that.

Everyone, except you and me.

You just tend to your work.

Tell me who is the boss around here...

and I'll be glad to do anything you want.

Just tell me who's the boss.

This is Bick's new wife.

Leslie, this boy here is Jett Rink.

- Hello.

- He works for us.

You'd better get going, Jett,

and get that truck fixed.

Nobody is king in this country.

Nobody, no matter what they think.

I'm sorry, honey. Things go "loco" here

every time I'm away.

Remember the time of the big rodeo?

Old Kale Beebe blew in,

higher than a kite...

slept on the sofa in your office.

He must have had nightmares.

He cut the couch to ribbons with his spurs.

This here is Bick's room.

This down here is your room, honey.

Look...

We're married.

You know how that is.

We'll take the connecting rooms.

We'll make that into a sitting room

where we can sit and talk...

and the breeze can get at us.

Breakfast's ready.

You and Jordan

have had breakfast already?

We have our coffee and talk

every morning of our lives at 5:00.

Try and get things rounded up for the day.

I thought I was going riding with him

to the roundup.

It would've been too hot for you.

I told him so.

Bring it in here.

You gotta watch out for that sun.

It's rough.

Sit down.

Your blood's too thin. That's the trouble

with a lot of Easterners.

Thank you.

I'm fine, Luz.

I'm a lot tougher perhaps

than you think I am.

Me...

I never had a sick day in my life.

Except when I got thrown and tromped on.

All you gotta do is take it easy.

This rich Texas air will fix you up.

Don't you worry none

about being lonesome.

I'll round up the neighbors.

You're going to meet some folks.

Yes, indeed.

You're going to meet some folks.

This is Mr. And Mrs. Bale Clinch.

Bick, it's about time. Howdy, ma'am.

I'd like you to meet

my little wife, Adarene.

I'm mighty pleased to meet you.

This is Judge Whiteside.

How do you do, Mrs. Benedict?

We sure are proud to have you here.

Bick, congratulations.

Mighty happy for you, boy.

She sure is pretty.

I think so.

Here's Ula Japes.

Glad to meet you, ma'am.

Good to see you, Bick.

This is Ms. Wharton.

Howdy, Leslie. Mighty happy to meet you.

Fernie Kling.

We're glad to have you with us.

You've really done well for yourself.

Thank you, Fernie.

Now you'll meet the neighbor

I told you about.

The one who lives 50 miles away

with all those cows?

Vashti, I'd like you to meet my wife.

Hello, Vashti. So nice to meet you.

Jordan told me so much about you.

Mighty glad to know you.

I'm awfully glad we're neighbors.

I hope we'll be real close friends.

My name is Mort Snythe.

They call me Pinky.

Come here.

- Excuse me, ma'am.

- We'll be seeing you.

- This will perk you up, Miss Leslie.

- Thank you.

I propose a toast to a daughter

of old Maryland...

now blooming into a citizen

of the Lone Star State. To the bride!

Are you all right?

I'm fine, don't worry.

- There's more than one bride here today.

- How's that, Vashti?

Mort Snythe and I were married yesterday

in Hermosa.

I'm gonna kiss him!

I guess that leaves only me.

Why, Luz, everybody in the county knows

you'd rather herd cattle than make love!

One thing you gotta say for cattle:

You put your brand on one of them,

you know where it's at!

Come and get it!

The best food you ever ate, honey.

This is real Mexican "barbacoa".

That's where we get the word "barbecue".

What is that?

Calf's head.

We take it and wrap it in clean white cloth

and then wrap it tight in canvas...

and put it down in a pit

of hot mesquite coals for 18 hours.

And do those brains taste sweet!

How fascinating!

I don't think I'm really terribly hungry.

It must be the heat.

You call this hot?

Wait till July!

Eat it while it's hot!

What's the matter with her, Bick?

That's what I was afraid of!

Leslie?

Good morning, Luz.

What are you doing up?

Getting breakfast.

I think there's something

we should get in the clear.

I don't want to take your place.

I want you to know that.

But I can't have you

taking my place either.

I can't be just a guest

in my husband's house.

There you are.

Good morning, darling.

- How are you feeling?

- Fine.

You look fine.

I want everybody to know, no matter

what happens around here in the future...

I am never going to faint again.

I'll never get the hang of you,

Mrs. Benedict.

A horse that cost you a lot

for breeding stock, I'd use it for breeding.

I wouldn't let anyone ride him.

I wouldn't care if she's your wife.

I'd see she rides a more gentle animal

if I were you.

She's going to fall off and break her neck.

That's Old Polo. He's head "vaquero".

He's been here longer than any of us.

Since Grandpa Benedict's time.

Look at them, honey!

There's never been anything like them

in this world, I can tell you.

Did you ever see such stock?

Are they all ours?

These and 49,000 others just like them.

Granddaddy and his boys

used to drive his longhorns...

great herds of them,

all the way to Kansas.

He was a pretty good old boy.

I mean, he was tough, too.

My old man brought in stock from Europe

and bred them in the best ways.

Look out!

This right here is the result, honey.

Look at them.

How are you doing?

Tired, honey?

Don't you worry about me.

I'm a tough Texan now.

You know, I love you, Tex.

Howdy, everybody.

Hold on a minute. I want you

to take Mrs. Benedict back in with you.

Go with Jett, and get out of this heat.

Honey, I'm fine, really.

There's no use overdoing it.

Go along with Jett.

Good morning, Jett.

Take it easy, Jett.

I don't want to chew on this, Bick...

but I think we'd better get it straight.

I run the house, don't I?

Her house. Her kitchen. Her help.

She doesn't even speak Spanish.

They understand English

when they want to.

I know how to handle Mexicans.

I've done it all my life.

They'd sit on their honkers all day

if I didn't keep after them.

All right, Luz. Cool off.

I thought we ought to talk

without her around.

I don't want to feel that you're setting up

against me, Bick.

Nobody is setting up against you, Luz.

That gal's my wife.

And you're fair enough, I think,

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