Ride 'Em Cowboy Page #4
- Year:
- 1942
- 82 min
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until one day I happened
I wrote more westerns and they
clicked too and that was the beginning.
This Bronco Bob buildup
was my publisher's idea.
Well, why keep it up?
I can't tell the truth now. There
are too many people involved.
There are Bronco Bob toys,
souvenirs, all the rest.
make a living...
out of a guy that
doesn't even exist.
The only reason I came out here is
because I had some sort of a crazy idea...
that Bob Mitchell might learn to do some
things that Bronco Bob is supposed to do...
ifhe had the right
teacher. You mean Alabam?
I mean you.
Mr. Mitchell?
As long as you're
gonna be on our team,
I thought you'd like to pick
Uh, right now? We wanna
be sure you get the best.
Don't we, honey?
Come along, Bronco.
Oh, bury me not
On the lone... prairie
Where the flyin' fishes
Duke, look! Hey, what are you...
Here, you can have it. What are you doing?
Why don't you look
where you're shooting?
I guess I'm not inquisitive.
You don't know what you're doing!
Hey, Duke.
What?
Please don't be mad at me. Why shouldn't I?
Without you,
I don't know what I'd do.
Please, look at me. Don't
point that gun at me!
I'm sorry. Going around
with a gun in your hand.
I'll fix you. Hold that bullet. Yes, sir.
There you are. Hold these
bullets. Hold the bullets!
Put that gun away...
and keep away from me!
Hey, Duke,
I swallowed the bullet.
It's my own fault anyway.
I'm always gettin' you
into trouble.
I don't know why.
I deserve a good kick
in the pants!
Hey, Duke.
Shh, shh!
Hey.
Put that down.
What's the matter with you?
There, take your pick.
Maybe you better not ride today.
There's no time like the present.
Pick that
tame-looking one.
I'll take that one
right there.
Say, you do know
your horseflesh.
That's Wildcat, the toughest
piece of bronco I ever roped.
Wildcat!
If he tries to get on a horse
again, he's got a lot of nerve.
You're telling me. That
guy can't even ride. I know.
Hey, boss.!
Shh.
What's this shushing stuff? If
you tell on Bob, I'll tell on you.
What do you mean? You're
talking to a real cowboy.
One hot dog, please. Yes,
ma'am. Well, so you got me.
We won't tell.
And you?
Not a word.
Gee, thanks.
Hey, you two.
Get busy and rope Wildcat, that little bay.
Can you ride him?
That one?
Yes.
He's talking to you. What about it?
I'm not gonna rope no horse.
You go ahead. Wait a minute.
You want him to think I'm
scared? But after all...
Do you want him to think
that I'm yellow? No!
I'm not gonna rope that!
Tell you what I'll do.
I'll wait out here. You
go in there. Ha-ha-ha-ha.
No, sir. You ain't gonna
put that over on me.
Then you go in there
and I'll wait out here.
That's better. All right,
go ahead. Get going.
Make it snappy. Go on. Get in there.
He's a killer. That's all I wanna know.
What's the matter? The
man said he's a killer.
He can't hurt us.
- Borrow my rope, buddy.
- Go ahead, go ahead.
Go ahead,
get over there.
Okay.
Throw it!
That's it, get it.
Hey, I got him.
Pull him in. I got him.
I think he's got me.
If I didn't like ya,
I wouldn't let you do this.
Wish you wouldn't like
me so much. Pull him in.
Look, look!
Ha-ha-ha-ha.
It's a horse. Take it easy. What is this?
What kind of horse is
that? Not that one. Wildcat.
Another one?
The one over there.
Go ahead. What's the matter with you?
Let me through!
Aw, come on.
Pull me through!
Go out and let him know who's
boss. He knows who's boss!
Are you trying to show me up
Then go out there. You want me
to go there with that wildcat?
Okay, pal. So long,
everybody. Not that way!
Will you please... This
guy's always in the way.
Take this rope off.
Get over there. Now lasso
him. Throw the rope out.
Get outta here.
Do a nice job.
Wait! Take it easy.
You'll choke yourself.
Throw it out.
Get it out, way out.
Hey, boss, I think I
missed. I think you did too.
Hey, Duke, save me.!
Save me.! Save me.!
Get him out of there
before he gets hurt.
Nice work, pal.
We'll handle him for ya.
Oh-ho-ho!
Ha-ha-ha!
Shut that gate!
Bring him back here.
Hurry up, boys.
Mr. Mitchell, we'll have him
ready for you in just a minute.
Hurry up, boys.
That's it.
This is the safest place
in the whole corral.
Come on,
get down.
Oh, oh, oh!
Get me off!
Hey, Duke...
Whoa, boy! Whoa!
The little guy's
plenty good.
Hey, Duke! Duke!
Get me off! Get me off!
- Grab my hand.
- Get me off!
Ya-hoo!
Look at that!
Bring that horse back!
You better get me this time.
- Grab my hand.
- Get me off the horse!
How do you turn
this thing off?
You all right?
Hey, Bob, get us off.
Come on, Bob. Get us off!
Hold on!
Get me off!
Get me off!
Alabam,
they were terrific.!
Nice work. I never
realized you were so good.
Yeah?
Yeah.
Hey, Duke... Poor Duke... couldn't take it.
Come on.
Beside the Rio Tonto
On a starlit trail
He fell in love
with her smile
One autumn while
the moon was pale
And he knew
that she loved him
Just by the look
that she wore
That evening beside
The Rio Tonto shore
Two hearts
were young and happy
Love was all aglow
And as they laughed
and they dreamed
The heavens
seemed to overflow
Then one day
he grew restless
To roam and wander
once more
He left her beside
The Rio Tonto shore
He said his love for her
would be undying
And he'd return when
his wandering was through
But her poor heart
whispered sadly he's lying
It's strange
how it knew
And yet each night
she waits there
On the starlit trail
And prays he'll
come back again
Some autumn when
the moon is pale
And as each evening
passes
She sighs and waits
just one more
He'll find her beside
The Rio Tonto shore
There you are, boys.
I guess it's warm now.
Thanks, Ruby.
Well, is it
all right?
It's the right temperature.
I gotta make my own formulas.
It's your work now.
Be nice, take your
din-din. Oh, give it to her.
Come on,
take your din-din.
Don't be such a hog.
I feel so motherly,
I should have went
to Vassar.
Will you shut her up?
Hey, Duke, think there's
a pin sticking her? Nah.
I don't think so now.
If you're going someplace,
why don't you take me with you?
How would you like to
attend another barbecue?
What are you doing here? We moved the
tribe down for his wedding to Moonbeam.
I'm too young to be a bride.
Get your trousseau ready.
They let us go,
but they sure mean business.
Duke, Duke.
What happened?
They got me.
They what?
They got me. Hey, Duke. No, no, Willoughby!
When you get
back to New York,
tell the folks
I died with my boots on.
Duke! Don't go away.
All right, Willoughby.
Don't go away! Pull
yourself together. I won't!
Were you ever shot?
It's a burning feeling.
I don't mean indigestion.
I know how you feel.
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