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(ROOSTER CROWING)

It's Bud Searcy and Lisbeth, too.

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

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

Yeller! Yeller!

Now you take a bobcat and a fox...

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

KATIE: (SHOUTING) Travis! Bring your gun!

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

The image of his pappy

Well, I'll tell you how it is.

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

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

(PUPPY WHINING)

Come on, boy. Gonna put you in here.

Best doggone dog in the West

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

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

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

Don't you dare hit your brother.

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

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

You mean I gotta throw him away?

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

Let me talk to this boy a minute.

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

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

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

TRAVIS: Little old garter snake ain't harmful.

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

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

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

is a long haul for a trail herd.

(SQUIRREL CHITTERING)

Well, how do I know?

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

- (DOG BARKING) - Whoa.

You watch them hogs same as everything.

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Mr. Searcy, please.

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

If you think there's a chance.

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

(SIGHS) No, Mr. Sanderson.

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

Why, you no-account, thieving rascal!

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

Best doggone dog in the West

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

Sounded like it might be the one I lost.

Hello, the house!

He's big enough to learn

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.

Yep. Lookin' out after you womenfolks

a dollar bill Papa had. It's paper.

Stayed right there till sickness took ahold.

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

Think we could let him out?

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

after what he done?

(GROWLING CONTINUES)

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.

Like we was two sick injuns?

Bear huntin'. Who busted the fence down?

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

I don't hardly throw a shadow no more.