In Old Oklahoma Page #6

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Daniel Somers is a penniless Oklahoma

cowboy with nothing to recommend him.

Dan Somers? Is he in Washington?

- He's outside, but the Department...

- Hang the Department.

- Sergeant Dan Somers?

- Yes, sir.

Come here, my boy.

Delighted to see you. How are you?

- Still kicking, Mr President.

- That's what I'm doing.

- Where did you go after Cuba?

- The Philippines, sir.

The Philippines, huh?

Come in. Come in.

Say, how did you get to the top

of San Juan Hill ahead of us?

I had the longest legs, I guess.

My boys have a dog with long legs.

They named him Sergeant Somers.

- I hope he's good.

- He is.

The sergeant was one of the toughest

scrappers in my old regiment.

Well, if that don't beat a carpet.

I presume you know each other.

Of course.

Now, making a decision,

as I've pointed out,

my only interest is in the Indians.

I see, Mr Gardner,

that you offer them 12.5o/o royalty

while the sergeant here

offers them 50o/o -

unquestionably a better deal.

Not if the man lacks

the money and the experience

to develop the lands, Mr President.

- Quite so.

- 50o/o royalty is unheard of.

It's... it's fantastic!

(Gardner) How Mr Somers

expects to make good

with no experience

and a few farmers, I can't answer.

Perhaps he can.

Would you like to try

to answer that, Sergeant?

Well, what Mr Gardner says is so -

about us being a small detachment

of dirt farmers.

But these men came in

with the land rush

and stuck through the dust

and the drought.

Most of them ain't oil men

but they'll make a go of things

because this is their chance

to take a chance,

to have something for themselves.

And about that 50o/o -

I was raised around the Indians

and I've seen them pushed

and squeezed enough.

If my offering them half of

what already belongs to them is fantastic,

then that's what I am, whatever it is.

I don't suppose you have

any personal interest in this?

Of course I have.

I ain't doing this for nothing.

I'm a 1 o/o stockholder in this deal.

Sergeant, how long will it take you

to sink a well if you keep pushing?

Our head driller

says about four months.

Gentlemen, our country

owes all of its progress

to a small detachment of pioneers -

men who asked only

for the chance to take a chance.

That spirit

is the essence of America.

Sergeant, I'm going

to give you your chance.

Thank you, sir.

You have four months to make good.

(President) It is understood, Mr Gardner,

that you are to take over the deal,

providing that Mr Somers fails to comply

with the conditions of output and delivery.

- That clear?

- (Gardner) Yes, Mr President.

Good day, gentlemen.

Well, congratulations...

on winning the first round.

- Come on, let's celebrate!

- Yes, let's do.

"Providing, however, that this grant

to Daniel F Somers and Company

"shall be void unless a well

is completed within four months

"and unless

Somers and Company deliver

"a minimum

of 10,000 gallons of oil

"to the Oklahoma Refinery

at Tulsa, Oklahoma

"on or before August 31."

- Short, sweet and final.

- And airtight.

- How's he getting along?

- He's doing all right.

Can that outfit deliver 10,000 gallons of oil

before September 1?

- I could.

- Well, that's different.

Hold those wagons. Hold it!

Start unloading that lumber.

We're going to spot in right here.

Where?

Three steps off that rock

Despirit's sitting on.

What are you, a marker?

One, two, three.

- Right here.

- No, here.

We'll split the difference.

- Are you sure?

- Yes, sir.

I've been over

every inch of this reservation,

my nose scraping the ground

like a hound dog.

Well, here's hoping.

You looking for somebody, Cherokee?

Look for you. Want job.

Sorry, we're fresh out

of bodyguarding jobs.

Try your old boss -

there's an opening there.

His side not my side.

You work for Indian. I work for you.

You really serious about that "work"?

Sure. Me strong.

Let's see how strong you are

unloading them wagons.

- Then we'll talk.

- Sure, boss.

- (Catherine) Oh, Dan.

- (Bessie) Whoa!

We're waiting for you

to drive the stake.

Come on, honey.

And give it everything you've got.

(Laughing) Well,

this is really an occasion.

I guess you'll need some help.

No, I can do it. I want to.

Hold it. Let's christen this well right.

That's my last drink

till the well's in and the oil's delivered.

- (Bottle smashing)

- Nice going, Rich.

- Now...

- Better take your hand away.

I got confidence in you.

Shut her down, Dan.

- How far are we down?

- About 900 feet.

The deeper we go, the richer it looks.

Like most things, Wilkins -

you dig deep to get anything worthwhile.

We'd be better off with a new bit.

We lose time dressing this one

and waiting while she cools off.

Why don't we buy another one?

On account of the Oklahoma Tool

Supply Company is owned by Gardner.

Where you been all this time?

Can't we get one from Kansas City?

Sure, get delivery

in about two months.

Our date in Tulsa's in two weeks.

Let the boys get back

on their job. Come on.

Well, goodbye, Dan.

Oh, uh, here, uh...

I uh... got something for you.

Oil sands, huh?

(Dan) No, it's a bottle

full of rainbows.

What does it mean, Dan?

You never see a rainbow

unless the storm's over

and fair weather's ahead.

And if you follow a rainbow,

you sometimes find a pot of gold.

Oh, a bottle full of rainbows.

Boy, that would go

straight to my head.

- Well, so long, Dan.

- Goodbye.

Now, then. All together, fellas.

# Down by the old mill stream

# Where I first met you...

(Catherine) Whoa.

- Evening, Miss Cathy.

- Hello, Despirit.

# Your eyes of blue

# Dressed in gingham too...

I suppose your granny always tells you

a stitch in time saves nine.

The way she always puts it, we...

Oh, never mind your granny.

Give me that.

New moon.

- Did you make a wish?

- No.

But if I had, it'd be to see you

sitting there sewing just like that.

There. I made a wish

for both of us. Do you mind?

Any way you want it,

that's the way I want it.

You never talk much, do you?

Maybe that's because

my granny always says

the second fiddler's

got to wait his turn

before he can sing out good and loud.

If you had made a wish,

what would it have been?

You know the bend in the river

where the cottonwoods grow?

I'd build me a house right there.

I didn't know

you thought of such things.

I've been thinking about that

since I was a little tyke.

I even thought of it

over in the Philippines.

I could see it just as plain...

Smoke coming out of the chimney,

nice horse in the corral.

I could even see a girl with sorrel hair

standing in the doorway.

But of course now that

I'm pretty near a dashing tycoon, almost,

things will be different.

The house will be bigger,

be extra rooms for the kids,

a big open fireplace.

There'll be a fancy stable

instead of that old pole corral.

Is that all you want?

Well, what else is there?

Oh, Dan. If I were going to be

a dashing tycoon, I'd be dashing.

I'd have automobiles

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