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Best doggone dog in the West

Bear huntin'. Who busted the fence down?

Sounded like it might be the one I lost.

But you wanna watch for others that ain't that far along.

Travis, take this pony to the corn crib and strip the saddle gear off him.

- Well? - Don't you ever run outta questions?

The image of his pappy

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And he saved mine and Arliss'! We can't!

Arliss, get that dirty, old dog out of our drinking water! Arliss, get that dirty, old dog out of our drinking water!

a-beatin' them roots till they're all soft and squishy...

You're gettin' to be as good a hunter as Travis.

I Told You, Don't Butt In. Mr. Searcy Is Talking. I Told You, Don't Butt In. Mr. Searcy Is Talking.

Arliss, go wash up before supper's all cold.

56.7.78 i knew it i always knew by the two betrayals you'd mention sooner or later gehn i just didn't know it would be so soon. 67.8.69 and this is a new thing gehn: you bringinging atrus illegal islands you never used to until now.

(ROOSTER CROWING)

a dollar bill Papa had. It's paper.

Well, I'll tell you how it is.

I Guess You Wouldn't Like It, Either, If You Had To Stay Shut Up In A Corn Crib!

Now you take a bobcat and a fox...

Best doggone dog in the West

KATIE: (SHOUTING) Travis! Bring your gun!

(GROWLING CONTINUES)

Now and then, for no good reason a man can figure out,

Yep. Lookin' out after you womenfolks

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- (DOG BARKING) - Whoa.

Like we was two sick injuns?

Old Yeller was a fighter A rootin', tootin' fighter

Why, you no-account, thieving rascal!

I'm hungry. I am, amn't I? I'm hungry. I am, amn't I?

I don't hardly throw a shadow no more.

It's Bud Searcy and Lisbeth, too.

nope still no clue on it waitobg for a recouiuseaserise. yes the wasted meat tenseriaer rised me you’ll be warned don’t say my last name i don’t like it.

(SQUIRREL CHITTERING)

TRAVIS: Little old garter snake ain't harmful.

You watch them hogs same as everything.

- But I ain't gonna tell. - I bet you do.

Hello, the house!

Stayed right there till sickness took ahold.

Well, good-bye, ma'am. I'm sure much obliged.

Don't you dare hit your brother.

is a long haul for a trail herd.

- Mama, I'm hung... - Hush, baby. Mr. Searcy's talkin'.

You mean I gotta throw him away?

Yeller! Yeller!

Let me talk to this boy a minute.

Come on, boy. Gonna put you in here.

On account of he's a sicker Injun than me?

Papa wouldn't want that old dog in our drinkin' water.

If you think there's a chance.

He's big enough to learn

There's us and the young 'uns, good land,

Mr. Searcy, please.

And don't you ever, ever pick up a snake again. And don't you ever, ever pick up a snake again.

(SIGHS) No, Mr. Sanderson.

Think we could let him out?

Yeah, well, she ain't much for size,

Might hurt her feelings if we're not there on time to eat it.

When Mr. Coates gets back, I want you to come and see us.

after what he done?

(PUPPY WHINING)

When you were little, Old Bell wouldn't let you near anything harmful.

Well, how do I know?

You're not going to keep my dog locked up in that crib anymore!

If his mouth's black inside, that's what counts.

Sure would've made short work of that old, yeller stray.