The Castaway Cowboy Page #3

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As a matter of fact, | yes.

Whenever she needs money, | she can always ask you.

And i give.

And now, the mortgage.

Maybe if she owe you more | than she can pay back--

You could say that mrs. Macavoy | and i finally are partners.

Hooey-Hooey!

All right, that's enough, | that's enough.

You can get off.

Ahhh!

All right now, who's next?

Malakoma, mr. Costain | is working under my orders.

- Do you hear me? | - What is it? What does he want?

- He doesn't like you at all. | - He's challenging you.

Yeah, he thinks he's | something special around here.

All right, partner, | you're something special.

Come on, leleo.

Come on.

Malakoma!

If he's looking to get a rise | out of me, he just did it.

No, you mustn't! | He'll kill you!

Well, you won that one, | all right. Here.

Here, let me show you how | we do it where i come from.

Now, you get off this | land and don't come back.

Come on, leleo, get up there.

Come on, leleo.

Come on, leleo, | get up there.

They're coming, they're coming!

Mom, come see! They're here!

Come on, they're here!

Move! Move, you!

Move, move!

Ah, thanks, boss.

First, the blanket, then the saddle.

Where are you going, batton?

Booton!

Ah, shucks. What's the use? | I can't get the dang thing | to work anyhow.

In my outfit, we only quit when | it's too dark to work or time to eat.

I didn't hear the | dinner bell, did you?

Now, you put the stirrup | up over the horn like this.

Ugh!

Now, go to work.

Put the reins together. | Hold them in one hand.

That's it. Get, go on.

Would you keep in a circle? | Keep in a circle!

Slow down, slow down!

Keep your feet in there.

Benton, not up and down. Sit | there like a rocking chair.

Booton!

You wrap it around | and you get it tight.

Got that?

All right, kimo. It's your turn.

Get him, kimo.

Yeah, go get him.

But they are learning, | actually learning. It's amazing.

You're making yourself the | laughing stock of the island.

One of the captains was saying they're | even talking about it in lahaina.

Good luck.

Ya.

Ready, boss!

Go to it.

- What do we do now, boss? | - We could try some card tricks.

We fine, boss. | We've not had enough yet.

Well, i have.

Mr. Costain?

Mr. Costain?

I'd like you to meet | a friend of mine. | Mr. Bryson, mr. Costain.

- Mr. Bryson. | - Mr. Costain.

So that's they way you plan | to catch wild cattle?

Not exactly, no.

Ms. Macavoy, tells me you're new | on the island. Where are you from?

- Texas. | - Texas? How did you happen | to come to kauai?

I was unhappy | with my last employer.

Who was that?

Mr. Bryson tells me it's impossible to | load cattle onto boats in these waters.

It was tried once | on the big island.

Two ships ran on the reefs, | and there is no anchorage | further out.

Well, don't they have docks in hilea?

Never needed them.

Well, how do | they load then?

Mostly by long boat.

Can you imagine trying to | load cattle by long boat?

Well, there's gotta be a way. | Just a matter of findin' it.

Mr. Costain says there ain't never | been a horse that ain't been rode,

- And ain't never been a rider that ain't been thrown. | - Is that what he says?

I won't challenge the statement, | but i will the grammar.

Grammar never was my strong suit.

Young man, you are sprouting up | like a weed.

At least he's got | good rock candy?

- I beg your pardon. | - Excuse me.

Good morning, boss.

Where are they?

Oh, boys no tell me, boss.

Maybe they go work | someplace else, yes?

Yeah, maybe it'll snow | this afternoon too.

But i doubt it.

Yah! Whee! | Whoo-Hooey!

Yee-Haw! Whoo!

Let's get out of here!

What do you think | you're doing down there?

Costain!

Whoo-Hoo!

Costain! | Look out, Costain!

Aaah! Aye!

Are you all right, Costain?

Fine!

Just fine.

You just can't expect to change | a whole culture overnight.

I don't have | a least notion of changing it.

If you just give me my wages, | i won't be troubling you | any further.

You know, this is sunday.

They're entitled to some recreation.

Well, there just ain't any sundays when | it's roundup 'til the job gets done.

Well, perhaps if you met them | half way, they would be able--

Ma'am, there aren't any "half | ways" in the cattle business

It'd be easier to make | a cherry pie out of barbed wire,

Than to make a cowboy out | of the best of the lot of 'em.

They just ain't cut out for workin'.

Booton says they're really trying.

That's what's frightening. | They are.

- Well, if they're | showing progress-- | - They're not showing progress.

They're just trying. | It ain't the same thing.

Ma'am, suppose i could | whip them into shape.

It's not possible, | but just suppose i did.

Running cattle is--

Well, it's not just | riding and roping,

It takes, it takes purpose.

And you can't teach that to someone | like you can teach 'em to sit a horse.

I figure you owe me $17, | but whatever you think's right.

Mr. Costain,

I could raise | your salary.

It's not the money, ma'am.

I think i ought to get back to | texas before i lose all my stitching.

I have nightmares about these | people you wouldn't believe.

Well, this won't get | you back to texas.

Well, | it'll get me started.

Couldn't you at least | wait until morning?

I mean--

I don't know, ma'am. | I don't think so.

If i wait around 'til morning, | it'll just make things tougher | than they ought to be.

Mrs. Macavoy,

There ain't nothin' | personal in all this.

You people have been | mighty kind to me.

Bye, ma'am.

Costain!

Costain!

Mama, mama!

Mama. | Where is he, mama?

He's gone, son.

- Gone? You mean forever? | - I'm afraid so.

But how could you do it? | How could you just let him | go like that?

I just didn't let him go. | He's a man, he does | what he wants to.

- I couldn't stop him. | - Well, you could've tried.

You could've got me up. | I would've made him stay.

Booton, please.

I bet $20.

Twenty and raise twenty.

That puts me out. I don't | have anything to bet with.

Oh, i wouldn't say that.

Five-Card stud, gentlemen.

What's he doing here?

Taking money away from fools.

He's been winning | all night.

I see you've found an | easier way to make a living.

There's an empty chair | if you feel like sitting in.

Ace bets.

Don't talk unless | you're in the game.

Bet 20.

I hope you gentlemen will forgive | me, but i've got a ship to catch.

- You leaving the islands? | - Well, thanks to these | gentlemen gamblers.

Captain, if you ever dock in fort worth, you | look me up. Give you a chance to get even.

You stay. | We be cowboy for you, boss.

No swim, no fish, | not even sunday.

- We work hard, boss. | - No water slide. | Not any kind of play.

They mean it, Costain. | Really.

We got clothes good for catch cows.

- Our pants no good, boss? | - You stay, boss.

- Come on, Costain! | - Please, stay, boss.

- Who belongs to this boat? | - Me, mister.

Could you row me out | to that ship out there?

It's a long row.

- Come on, boss! | - Please stay, Costain!

- Stay! | - Come on, Costain!

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