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Papa wouldn't have started a rock fight with Arliss either.
KATIE: Arliss!
(BOTH SNARLING)
it scares me a little bit, but I'll sure do like you told me.
Don't you dare hit your brother.
- (BARKING) - (GROWLING)
Like hitchin' up the mule and gatherin' in the corn crop
me me mi
(ROOSTER CROWING )
way off yonder,
You stay away from that dog. You understand?
me me mi mi
He went to snarlin' and snappin' at everything in sight.
What I oughta do is get me a sprout and give him one good thrashing.
There there your ok(gunshot)
(WHOOPING) Come on, boy!
And you can't afford to waste the good part frettin' about the bad.
Be sure you pick out ears what is sweet and juicy.
(BARKS)
How, Pa? How you gonna forget somethin' like that?
Nicole
me mi
Stayed right there till he died of the slobberin' fits.
- Finest lookin' horned toad I ever seen. - What about my dog?
Arliss, aren't you ashamed throwing rocks at that man? Arliss, aren't you ashamed throwing rocks at that man?
But it's the gospel truth, Miss Coates!
Come back, Yeller
Well, I... I brung you a surprise.
Cash money
True blue
(MOOING)
- Sounds like some varmint. - There ain't no varmint that clever, boy.
Here, Mama.
Try it again, sister, and Old Yeller'll bust you wide open.
I'm gonna be all right!
Just listen to those songbirds this mornin'...
Le quita el palo
Thing to do now is... Try and forget it.
Look at all them stars, Yeller.
That's my dog! You can't take my dog!
But, Mama, I just seen that old, yeller dog catch this fish.
(BARKING CONTINUES)
Kill him?
Here's your supper.
(Sobs)
Jim said you were gonna protect us all.
Papa! Ya done came home!
Bye.
Arliss!
Take your ax and go cut two long poles for a litter.
No more pets in the house!
Ow!
Well, why don't you give him to Arliss? He'll like him.
Got mad dog bit, he did.
You know, speakin' of ropin', I always done my hog work from up a tree.
(GRUNTING)
Cut you 14 different ways before you can get fixed to rot.
Whoa.
It was right neighborly like of you to feed us, Miss Coates.
Arliss, if you don't stop catchin' things and bringin' 'em into the house,
- What'd Papa get with this dollar? - Nothin'. It wasn't no good.
- Whatcha doctorin' with? - Prickly pear root.
- TRAVIS: Yes, Mr. Searcy. - Might feed him a bit of corn
ARLISS: (SHOUTING) Mama!
Bad as I need that old dog, I could give you a loan of him
(HOG SNORTING)
What do you mean, tellin' an ugly story like that
TRAVIS: Bye, Lisbeth.
And don't you ever, ever pick up a snake again.
You go out in the backyard and play.
(DOOR OPENING)
Quit chucking their rocks at me! - (Barking) Quit chucking their rocks at me! - (Barking)
(SNARLING CONTINUES)
It was him what done it.