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