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Biggest bother I've had, though, lately
Them hogs would've never touched him.
Since the time I splurged on a big feed at the Menger Hotel in San 'Tone.
where it would've been safer from the Indians, but...
to take the place of the bad.
Well, it's...
He's not your dog, and I never even touched him.
But I need me a good huntin' dog.
Come sit down, son.
(WHIMPERING)
Now, Miss Coates, I was just tryin' to give a word of warnin'.
Mama, look at the little, bitty puppy Lisbeth give me.
So long Chime....
ARLISS: He was rockin' my dog!
(RUSTLING)
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(SNORTING)
I'm all right. It'd take more than them old hogs to kill me.
(WHIMPERING)
I will. Bye, ma'am.
Remember now, if she's had her calf, she'll be on the fight.
This here's hanged too long.
Look it here at his belly, how soft and smooth and pretty it is.
- (BARKING) - Yeah!
you start minding your big brother.
(CHUCKLES) Lisbeth, go along with Travis.
Arliss, aren't you ashamed, throwin' rocks at that man?
And you. You get off scot-free.
All right, Yeller, hold her there.
Travis, will you go down to the corn patch and pick us some roastin' ears?
Oh, you crazy, wonderful dog!
He's sufferin'. You know we've got to do it.
Here, boy, come and get some bread.
Yeller sure has been givin' them coons the mortal fits.
Why not let Arliss claim him?
Well, ma'am, I guess I better be gettin' back to camp.
I thought maybe it was Papa.
Reckon if I can't be of no more help around here,
Here, Yeller (WHISTLING)
He's my dog. Ain't nobody gonna try to hurt him.
Won't hurt him to let him use it.
I sure do.
But there's a plague of hydrophobia in these parts.
- Quit chuckin' them rocks at me! - (BARKING)
You're not going to keep my dog locked up in that crib anymore!
Now, Papa, you know I've been achin' all over for a horse to ride.
That's right. Now, you're gonna ride here and hold him.
Old Yeller was a mongrel
When Are We Going To Eat? - Arliss.
and it was real dark and muddy.
It's just that we've never been separated before.
(SNARLING CONTINUES)
Mornin', ma'am. I'm Burn Sanderson from down near San 'Tone.
I guess he made about 10 mile.
- Mama? - Hmm?
Why, ain't he a jim-dandy.
(GROWLING, SNARLING)
Yes, sir.
(WHINNYING)
So long Chime...
Them old hogs can fuss and charge around all they please, but up a tree
But on the other hand, he ain't hardly as big as a dog.
He was keepin' 'em off of me.
Seein' all that...
- Prettiest thing you ever seen. - Oh!
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You know they'll run if they get the chance.
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Anything? What's it look like?
- What's the matter? - You'll find out.
Nowhere, I reckon. She's just dead.
KATIE: She didn't come up last night.
(GROWLING CONTINUES)
Well, no, I forgot to. Been so long since we had a dog.
ARLISS: Who's that beatin' my dog?
Yeah, sure, I know.
- You ride a piece with me, Travis. - All right, Papa.
You think he can't do it?