Lassie Come Home Page #3

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- I want that dog in perfect condition.

- Yes, Your Grace.

Never mind about, "Yes, Your Grace."

Do as you're told.

Come along, child.

So you have to have a walk,

do you, milady?

I'll walk you. I'll more than walk you.

Come on. I suppose you'd like

to have me late for my tea.

Hurry up, will you?

You're always hanging behind.

Come on, will you?

Here, what's the matter?

Down! Do as I tell you, can't you?

I'll break your blasted neck

if you don't behave yourself. Go on!

Here, Lassie!

Nice girl, nice dog.

Don't you move. Now stay there.

Stay there, Lassie. Nice girl.

Stay there, now. Don't you move.

Come on, Lassie. That's a nice dog.

Come on. Here.

Lassie, come here!

Come here.

Here, Lassie, come here.

If I ever get my hands on you, milady,

you'll never get away again, I'll tell you.

Exercise. That's what I get

for walking you.

Close the gate, Miss Priscilla!

Don't let her get out! Close it!

Close the gate!

You've let her go.

That's what she's done, she's let her go.

She's going toward south, Grandfather.

- She's going toward Yorkshire.

- By Jove, child, I believe you're right.

- Over there.

- Aye. There.

Let him have it, lad. Fly, lad, let fly.

I cannot do it. It does not look like

one of they devils to me.

It's a stray. You've got a right to shoot.

Let's see whether it gangs

near the sheep first.

If it does, I'll shoot it.

There, it's seen us.

Let him have it.

- I hit it.

- You didn't. Look at it go.

Go on, Satan, get him. Sic him.

You cannot try shooting now, Jock.

You might hit my Satan.

Unless I'm mistaken, Andrew,

there goes your Satan now.

Now, Jock. Now shoot.

Losh, man, why did you no shoot?

She but a brave dog,

and she be going somewhere.

And besides, I could not shoot

for I forgot to load up again.

Forget?

I should think a soldier would never forget

to load up again after he's fired.

Well, laddie, we have so many things

to remember.

It's wonderful,

the things they have nowadays.

There were no pencils when I were a lad.

We had only slates.

Morning, Father. Morning, Mother.

- Many happy returns, Joe.

- Thank you, Mother.

Bless thee, lad.

- We've got a surprise for thee, lad.

- You can have three guesses.

It isn't Lassie, Joe.

It's just this.

Mother, it's champion. Thank you.

Thank you, Father.

It's champion.

Dan, don't you hear something?

Down by the chickens.

The door of the chicken coop is a bit loose.

If I weren't so lazy,

I'd have fixed it long since.

There again. There is something.

If you won't go and see who's after

your chickens, Dan'I Fadden, I will.

Now, sit ye down.

If you want me to go, I'll go.

I'll look around,

or you won't be sleeping tonight.

Dally!

All right, Dan. I'm coming.

- It's a dog.

- What?

A dog.

You poor, poor thing.

Now, who left you out on a night like this?

Dan'I, I think we have to carry him.

That's the last of the milk, Dally.

Won't be any for your tea

tomorrow morning.

It won't matter, Dan.

I often think we do things just from habit.

In America, they say that

they always drink their tea without milk.

Happen that's because

they haven't learned any better.

Do you know, Dally,

I do believe she swam the river.

Swam the river?

Whatever makes you think that?

I saw her draggly trail all through the mud.

- It came from the river.

- Did you swim the river, girl?

Did you swim all that way

to get from Scotland into England?

Dan, she doesn't seem to be swallowing.

- What?

- Do you think she's dying?

I don't know, Dally.

Best thing we can do is just to let her be.

I think I'll sit up with her tonight.

- Now, Dally, you've done your best.

- But she might need some help.

She's such a bonny dog, Dan.

Such a bonny dog.

Well, Dan?

Dally, I've asked all around the place.

Everywhere.

Nobody seems to have lost her.

Then she's ours.

You're ours, girl.

We've given them their chance, Dan.

Now she's ours.

Now, Dally, they might pass by chance

and see her.

- So, don't...

- She's ours now, Dan.

I'm keeping her in the house

or locking her in the back garden.

- I'm not letting anyone see her.

- How about the owner?

If it hadn't been for us

she'd have been dead now.

We are her owners.

What's the matter, girl?

Now, girl, you don't want to go out again.

Come back here and lie down.

Better put the kettle on.

What's wrong with you, girl?

You've been out for a nice walk with me

on a string.

Surely you can lie down now.

Dally, I think you're daft.

I tell you, she's not happy here.

Nonsense. Every time

she winks an eyebrow...

you'll think she's got the measles,

or the plague, or I don't know what.

- There, now, she's all right.

- But every afternoon it's the same.

She's not happy here.

Dan, do you know what I think?

What?

I think she's sorry for us,

so she just puts up with us.

Like she's too polite to run

unless we tell her to go.

Now, Dally, no dog can be full of things

like that, like human things.

My Herself can. You don't know her, Dan.

You see, Dan, I know about this dog.

- I know something.

- What?

She's going somewhere.

She's on her way.

Now, woman. What fancies

are you building up in your mind?

No, I don't care. I know.

Me and Herself, we both know.

She just stopped here...

like at a hospital or a wayside inn.

But now she wants to be on her way.

Only, she's too polite and understanding.

She doesn't want to hurt us.

All right, Dally.

If at 4:
00 she makes up her mind to go...

then, all right.

I believe it was a flea.

There are no fleas on Herself,

I'd have you know.

I do believe it's time.

All right then, dog.

If you must go, away with ye.

Goodbye, Herself.

Goodbye.

Good luck.

I'll put a lamp in the window, Dally,

for tonight...

like perchance

she's just going for a long run.

Toots.

Come on, then.

Thank you, girl. Thank you.

There. In many ways, Toots,

you're better than a wife.

You're neat, you're clean...

and when you're around,

a man gets no backchat.

We best be going.

What's the matter, Toots?

Come on, girl.

So you've smelled food?

There's plenty for all of us,

isn't there, Toots?

Here, come on.

Come on, then.

You're frightened.

I won't hurt you.

I'll leave food here for you.

You can eat it up at your leisure. Aye.

She's a well-trained dog, isn't she, Toots?

She'll not make friends with strangers...

nor take food from them, either.

Still, perhaps we can

make friends with her, Toots.

What do you say?

What's that old proverb?

"A friend in need is a friend indeed."

We'll see.

She'll be friendly-like

when she smells this. Won't she, Toots?

You bet she will.

Giddap, Stogie.

Whoa, Stogie.

Milady don't want to go this way, Toots.

Sitting there like a graven image, she is.

Looks like she wants to take t'other road.

And what would you do if a friend of yours

wanted to take t'other road?

Aye, that's right.

I can just as well go round Godsey

as by Manning.

Here's your dinner. Eat it up.

Didn't I say we knew a thing or two

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