The Big Trail
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- 1930
- 125 min
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Hello. Hello.
I wonder what's holding them up.
Don't worry about that, Father.
We'll be going soon.
John, did you feed them hounds?
Yes, Grandpa, yes.
All right.
Now tighten her up, Son.
She'll take us
where we're going.
Yes, but where
are we going?
Now, Ma, they're thrashin' that
matter out over there now.
Pa, they made you the leader.
Why don't you say
where to go?
I'm only leader of
the Missourians, Daughter.
There are families here from every
state in the Union, I reckon.
Can't be waitin' on
'em forever, Dad.
No, Son.
They're holding a powwow
over there now.
I'll just step over and see
what they got to say.
Well, bless our wild heart.
If it ain't Breck Coleman.
How are you, Zeke?
Where at you been hidin' yourself
for the last year, boy?
Been down Santa Fe way, Zeke.
Just drifted in.
And here's Windy Bill.
Looks like you've
wintered through
in good shape.
Well, Coleman, most times I
winter through in fair shape.
This year, when the first grass
showed, I'd only put on 60 pounds.
Say, Bascom, he maybe could
tell us of a likely
stretch of country.
Breck, could you sight us to a second
Missouri anywheres out yonder?
Sure. But it's a long,
tough pull from here.
2,500 mile the way
you'd have to go.
No, it's too far off.
No place is too far
if it's what we want.
This is a land
beyond Oregon.
There ain't no land
beyond Oregon, mister.
West of Oregon comes the ocean,
way it's been told to me.
This stretch is
north of Oregon.
How many people
settled on it now?
It's Indian country.
Except for the trappers, never a
white man has left his track there.
Only one trading post
in that whole country.
Who owns it?
Hey, mister, will you tell me this...
Hey, hey, there.
Since you all
elected me the he-coon
of this outfit,
let me do the talking.
It's everything a Missourian's
heart could crave.
There's two snow-capped mountain
ranges with peaks lost in the sky.
And between them ranges, men,
is a great valley.
Lakes and streams everywhere.
Fish, you ask, and game?
There's salmon
swarmin' up them rivers
thicker than blackbirds
in a cane patch.
Friend, will you undertake
to lead us to that valley?
I'd like nothin'
better, men...
But our trails fork here.
I've got
business that calls me
back down
the road Santa Fe way.
What business do
you follow, friend?
I'm a trapper.
Well, surely there's
fur aplenty
out in that land
beyond Oregon.
Plenty.
But I gotta kill me
a pair of skunks,
back apiece on
the road to Santa Fe.
Hey, wait, wait. Friend, how
do you find that valley?
Wellmore here is
sending a bull train clear
through to old Tom Williams's
trading post.
First time
it's ever been tried.
String along behind them and, if they
make it through, you'll find your valley.
And tell that great white
mountain hello for me.
Good-bye, Zeke.
Well, thanks, boy.
Hey!
Hey, maybe he fed us a fairy tale.
Now don't be a pig,
you know.
Howdy, Mrs. Riggs.
Land's sakes!
Well, you sure look fine,
Mother Riggs.
It's a long time
since I've seen you.
You know, you always was
a great hand to wander.
Yeah, I ramble around.
And how are
the little twins?
Little? My lands!
Them girls has grown
since you seen 'em last.
No!
Mm-hmm.
They in the house?
Mildred is. Elise went down
to watch the boat come in.
and surprise Mildred.
Oh, you sure will
surprise them.
Well, Breck, I sure am
glad to see you.
Well, you certainly
have doubled in size
since last I set
eyes on you, Mildred.
You just must see Elise.
I'll surely see
her before I leave.
There's the
Peensie Bell whistling now.
Ooh, look at the crowd.
Oh, look.
Okay. I guess it is
important to have everything ready.
I have everything ready.
Well, Miss Cameron, we be
landin' in a few minutes.
Got all your
outfit together?
Most everything's ready,
Captain Hollister.
Listen, why don't you give up
this plan and turn back?
Why, there's no place
to turn back to.
Why, there isn't a home in all the South
that wouldn't welcome the daughter
of Colonel Cameron.
True. But we can hardly
become perpetual visitors.
It's a tough
proposition, girl,
this pioneer life in
a savage wilderness.
We realize that,
Captain Hollister,
but we must keep
the family together.
Honey Girl wants to stay with
her sister Ruth, doesn't she?
Yes, I do.
And our brother Dave's
almost a man grown.
Ruth is right, Captain. The Cameron
tribe must stick together.
Say, you're
just the fella I want to see.
I want to play some more
of that shell game.
Have you got
any more money?
Oh, sure I got some money.
Where'd you get that?
From my mother-in-law.
She lend it to me,
but she don't know it.
Here, I'll meet you below deck.
Get along.
Don't forget.
I wait there for you.
Are you still determined
to be a sturdy pioneer?
Quite determined,
Mr. Thorpe.
I've told you about
my plantation in Louisiana.
It must be wonderful.
Miss Cameron, those lands
and servants are yours,
if you'll take me with them.
Why, I do thank you. But as I've
said before, it's quite impossible.
Good-bye, Mr. Thorpe.
Now, if I win,
I'm going to keep it.
But if I lose, I give
my mother-in-law half.
Good afternoon, gentlemen.
Here we are again.
Hello, Thorpe.
Well, Gussie, you want to see the
elusive little ball under the shells.
There you are. Now it's bound
to be under one of them.
There's one, there's two,
and there's three.
Now we'll shuffle them just a
little bit, just to confuse you.
And take your choice.
Now wait, I show you.
Here, I bet you two dollars.
Two dollars. Covered.
I always do that
for good luck.
Now wait. I show you.
Now watch.
Ah, you see, Gussie, the
hand is faster than the eye.
Better luck next time.
Oh, here. Who wants to buy
my mother-in-law's stocking?
Gus!
Oh, there you are. What do you
mean by spending my money?
But, Mama, I'm going
to give you half.
Give me my money.
Give it to her.
Hurry UP-
Give me the rest of it.
Why, madam,
that's my own money.
That's my money.
No, no, Mama.
That's his money.
Captain, I demand that
that man give me my money.
Hand it over.
See, Mama? Didn't I
tell you we would win?
Why, you big loafer! Get out of here!
Spending my life's earnings!
Now, Thorpe,
you get off of my boat.
If you set foot on it again,
I'll put you in irons
and land you at St. Charles
on my way back.
Davey, I think I better
go find Mrs. Riggs,
that lady Captain Hollister
told us about.
Come on, Honey Girl.
No. I want to stay here with
Davey and watch them unload.
Well, you take good
care of her, Davey.
I will.
I'll be right back,
Honey Girl.
It's a nice place, ain't it, Mama?
It's terrible!
Look at the mud!
Well, listen, Mama, I gonna
go see if I can buy a horse.
Come on. Come on.
I carry you over there.
I don't want you to get your feet wet.
That's it. Here we go.
Now you stay there.
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