Samson, come on, giddy-up.
Giddy-up, boy.
Come on, samson, giddy-up.
Samson, come on now, giddy-up.
Giddy-up, samson.
[Automobile engine]
Daniel, where
have you been?
Your father's
fit to be tied.
Mother, there was
a horseless carriage.
Oh, I was afraid it was
something like that.
You and your flights
of fancy.
Daniel, what are we
gonna do with you?
As if your father and I
don't have enough
to worry about,
What with all that's
happenin' in town.
Where's pa?
In the barn,
tendin' to samson.
Sorry, pa.
Sorry ain't
good enough.
Just lucky samson
didn't break a leg.
Pa, there was
a horseless carriage
Right here
in paradise valley.
[Drops tack]
This is a farm, daniel.
Work's got to be done
When it's supposed
to be done.
I hate the farm.
What was that?
I said I hate the farm!
I wish you'd sell it!
I hate it!
You don't know
what you're saying.
Yes, I do.
It's nothing.
It's just a...
Just a dried-up, miserable
piece of ground.
You hold your tongue!
There's wood needs
splittin'.
You go on.
Get to it.
Go on!
[Clank]
A man works and sl*ves
to give his son something,
Something worth havin',
And he throws it back
like it don't mean beans.
He's just a boy, jonas.
He's 12 years old.
Sun be settin' soon.
Trout be near
starvin'.
I ever tell you
about the time
Pecos bill wrassled
john henry
At the upside-down
mountain?
At least
a hundred times, pa.
That many, huh?
Well...
What about that morning
pecos bill spiked
Paul bunyan's flapjacks
with hot chili peppers?
Bunyan's breath came
spurtin' out like fire.
Burned down the entire
arizona territory.
I reckon I told you
that one, too.
What about the time
Old pecos bill took on,
single-handed,
Meanest outlaws
This side
of the rockies?
A person'd have to be
a fool to take on 50 men.
Them 50 varmints,
they slapped leather,
But, before you could
say pass the peas,
Old pecos bill
pulled and emptied
Both his six-shooters,
and shot off
The trigger fingers
of each and every
last one
Of them desperates.
Trigger fingers?
Well, it was sunday.
Pecos never k*lled
on a sunday.
Pa, it's just
a tall tale.
Just 'cause it's
a tall tale
Don't mean
it ain't true.
It's crazy talk.
Then old pecos bill,
He swung his
lariat and roped
a passing twister,
And he rode off
into the sky.
Pa, pecos bill
ain't real.
He's out there,
Where there's still
enough elbow room
for a man to wander.
He's out there,
Where the land's
still young and wild.
You don't
believe me?
I swear to you,
by the code
of the west.
Pecos bill is as real
as you and me.
Now, you know the code
of the west, don't you?
Yeah, pa, I know.
Respect the land.
Defend the defenseless.
And don't you never spit
in front of women
or children.
Jonas: what do you
want me to do?
You want me
to bow down?
You want me to sell
like the rest
are going to?
Sarah: if it means
staying alive, yes.
Why does it always
have to be you
that's the hero?
Why does it always
have to be you
that sticks his neck out?
Because somebody's
got to.
Jonas, no g*ns.
Sarah.
This isn't one
of the stories
you tell to daniel.
It ain't that bad.
You're so quick
to risk your life.
What about your family?
What about us?
That's why I'm
doing this.
I'll be back
before you know it.
Be careful.
[Whip cracks]
[horses whinny]
[Pa whistles]
giddy-up!
[Crowd murmuring]
Man: well, I'm selling,
'cause I don't know the man
To take "no" for an answer.
Second man:
he can't make us sell,
Not if we all stick together.
[Door squeaks and opens]
My pa was a farmer.
And I know what it's like
to work the land
Till your hands
are blistered and raw,
Hoping the weather
won't turn bad,
Praying the crop
will come in,
Hangin' on when it don't.
Oh, yeah.
I know what it's like
to be a farmer.
And I got out,
hallelujah.
Now I'm giving you all
the same chance
I made for myself.
A way out.
$50 An acre.
[Crowd gasps and whispers]
Cold cash. With that
kind of pocket change,
my friends,
You can buy yourselves
a nice, new house in town,
Fill it with
all the modern conveniences.
Industry makes them things.
Factories going
'round the clock,
oil wells to power 'em--
That's the future.
And then what?
And who might you be,
friend?
The name is
jonas hackett.
And you ain't
no friend of mine.
What happens
after mr. Stiles
And his partners
from back east
Are all done tearin'
and rippin' apart
paradise valley?
Just like you did
over the mountain
in gravity valley.
I'll tell you
what happens.
Jefferson county
will be next.
But, jonas, $50 an acre!
It's a lot of money,
no question about it.
This is the deed
to my farm.
My farm!
It's got my sweat in it.
My blood, too.
It's where
my children
were born.
Where my father
is buried.
And it's where I want
to be buried, too.
And that's worth
a lot more to me
than $50 an acre.
It's worth
a lot more to me
than any price.
I ain't sellin'.
[Thunder]
[Door squeaks]
[Thunder]
[Crowd murmuring]
[People talking]
Night, jonas.
[Splash]
huh?
[c*ck g*n]
Daniel?
Howdy, pa.
Unh. Just heard you and ma.
You be quiet, now,
and listen to me.
[Angry voices
approaching]
You take this deed.
You take it
and don't you let
anybody have it,
No matter what.
Pa--
no matter what!
Do you
understand me?
Now go! Go on!
Pa, listen--
go, blast it! Go!
[c*ck g*n]
[Thunder]
Man:
he don't have it.
The deed.
Where is it?
I told ya. I ain't selling.
[Slap]
Don't play games
with me.
You had it
at the meeting.
The kid!
He musta give it
to the kid.
Find the brat.
If he gives you any
trouble, k*ll him.
[Protesting]
[g*nsh*t]
Pa!
[Rips]
[Pots rustling]
[People murmuring]
I've done everything
I can do.
It's in the lord's hands now.
Jonas is tough.
He'll pull through.
Well, I'll tell you
one thing.
I'm selling.
Pulling out.
No piece of ground
is worth dying over.
[Sobbing]
[Sniffles]
[Vultures squawking]
[Squawks]
[Gasps]
Where am i?
Stick 'em up.
Hands above
your head.
Now.
But...
Zeb, search him.
Search him.
Get out of there.
Come on, boy.
Hands above
your head.
Hey, what have
we got here?
Hey, that's mine!
Give it back!
That's his.
He wants it back.
Hands up.
Hands up.
I hear some jingle.
Hee hee hee.
We got 16 cents.
Hot spit.
Any--any gold
in his teeth?
Ow!
Open that mouth,
boy.
I count one--
wider!
Oh, h* h*.
Somebody ain't
been brushin'.
[Both men laugh]
Grub, let me
k*ll this one.
You k*lled the
last 2 in a row.
That's 'cause I'm better
at it than you.
Aw.
What's fair
is fair.
How am I gonna
get good at it
If I don't
practice?
Oh, all right.
Go ahead.
No.
Heh heh heh.
Should I
sh**t him
Right between
the eyes?
Oh, h* h* h*.
So long, kid.
Sorry to stunt
your growth.
Now, don't
you move.
Hee hee hee.
[g*nsh*t]
Ow!
[g*nsh*t]
[zing]
[g*nsh*t]
[rip]
Trigger finger.
Somebody done
shot off
My trigger
finger.
Yeow!
[Wind howling]
Both: aah!
Both: oh, oh, oh!
Both: aah!
[Both whimpering]
[Horse whinnies]
Who are you?
I'm a ring-tailed roarer.
I can draw faster,
sh**t straighter,
Ride harder, and drink longer
than any man alive.
I ride cyclones,
and I wres--
got a name,
don't you?
I'm gettin' to that.
I am the rip-snortin'-est
cowboy that ever rode
North, south, east,
or west of the rio grande.
I'm pecos bill.
Yeah, ok, and
I'm santa claus.
Friendly cuss, ain't he,
widowmaker?
[Neighs]
Name's daniel.
Daniel hackett.
Well, daniel hackett,
I believe them varmints
got something
That belongs to you.
[Coins jingle]
Come on,
mister.
Let us go.
We--
We was
only foolin'.
Huh? Huh?
We wasn't gonna
hurt the boy.
Just one b*llet, that's
all it would have been.
Pecos bill: I oughta
plug you two right now.
But I make it a rule never
to k*ll a man on sunday.
But today's wednesday.
Wednesday?
Both: oh!
[g*nshots]
[g*nshots]
[g*nshots]
[both muttering]
Ha ha.
So, where you headed,
daniel hackett?
Where am i?
Texas.
Texas?
Where'd you think
you was?
I don't know.
Last thing
I remember
Is falling asleep
in paradise valley.
Guess my boat must
have gotten loose.
Drifted all the way down
from paradise valley?
I know. I can't
explain it, either,
But it's the truth.
Where you going?
South, down mexico way.
Mister, I gotta
get home.
My pa's bad hurt.
I gotta take care
Of my mom,
my little brother.
Well, you stay here,
you're gonna fry
Like a bug
on a hot skillet.
You best come
with me.
[Cyclone howls]
Foreman:
put some muscle into it!
Man: get out of the way!
[Whip cracks]
second man: ow!
[Whip cracks]
third man: ow!
Foreman: come on.
Stop draggin'.
[Train whistle blows]
Stiles: paradise valley.
My idea of heaven.
Iron, coal, oil, copper.
Riches beyond the imagination.
Just waitin' for a few
rugged individuals
With the vision,
the strength,
And the means to make
their dreams come true.
Gentlemen, we stand
on the edge of history.
What about the deeds?
Ah, we'll have
'em tonight.
Do you mean
to tell me
You still don't
have the deeds?
It's under control.
Now, listen, stiles.
What happens if we
Complete the tunnel,
And the farmers
still haven't sold?
This is the west.
Things are simple here.
There's only one law:
winner take all.
And I plan to take it.
Well, you
best be right.
Otherwise you'll end up
Right back
where you started.
[Strikes match]
Just another
g*n for hire.
By the time that tunnel
breaks through,
I guarantee you,
we will have the deeds
To every inch
of paradise valley.
One way or another.
Whoa, widowmaker.
We'll make camp here.
Good boy, widowmaker.
[Whinnies]
unh!
Pecos bill:
whoa, boy!
Whoa, widowmaker.
Easy, son.
Widowmaker's kind
of particular
About folks takin'
liberties with him.
Matter of fact,
last man who tried that,
Widowmaker kicked him
so hard he ended up
Halfway to the moon.
Name of lanky hank.
He bounced up and down
for a month of sundays
Till finally I just
had to sh**t him down
So he could have
a proper burial.
The moon's thousands
of miles away.
There's no way a man
could bounce that high.
You sure do know a lot
For a half-growed
piglet.
So how's this
for plain english?
Stay away
from the horse,
Or he'll k*ll you.
I'll try to remember that.
See that you do.
[Widowmaker whinnies]
[Owl hoots]
Heh heh heh.
Shh.
Pecos bill:
ha ha ha.
[Widowmaker
whinnies]
Kind of makes it all
worthwhile, don't it?
I ain't goin' to mexico.
Aw, who said anything
about mexico?
We're headed north.
Paradise valley?
You got some business
to settle, ain't you?
But, why?
Why would you go out
of your way for me?
You comin',
or ain't you?
[Train whistle blows]
Hackett's farm.
Right smack in the middle
of everything.
Without that deed,
I won't have a bucket
to spit in.
Well?
Hackett's kid's
disappeared.
And the deed
with him.
Or, in other words,
you let him get away.
Me?
No, uh, kid got hold
of a boat.
He slipped down--
I want that kid!
Daniel: I ain't
lookin' for a fight
with this stiles.
I just want to get back
to paradise valley.
Well, sometimes the fight
comes lookin' for you.
Finds you, too,
no matter where you hide.
It would be
a hundred to one.
Nobody can win
against those odds.
A hundred to one?
Job like this calls
for a big man.
Mr. Paul bunyan.
Paul bunyan?
Yeah, right.
Oh.
Bunyan?
Man: never
heard of him.
That's 'cause
he don't exist.
Ha ha.
You ain't never heard
of paul bunyan?
Greatest logger
of 'em all.
No.
Come on, daniel,
let's haul freight
Out of this
manure wagon.
[Man whistles]
Hey, come here.
Come here.
Huh?
I hear that you're
lookin' for big paul?
You know paul bunyan?
[Laughing]
know him?
By cr*cker, yeah.
I've flipped
more flapjacks
And slung
more hash
Than you can shake
a fist at.
Tryin' to fill
the belly of that fella.
I never could,
you know.
Well, would you know
where he might be?
Paul pulled up stakes
When the first machinery
moved in here.
The last I heard,
He'd settled in the
great redwood forest.
Well, I am much obliged
to you, old feller.
Appreciate it.
Um, thank you, sir.
Good luck to you.
Just some old geezer.
What does he know?
More 'n you.
Howdy.
Pecos bill: hey!
Get off of him!
We'll take
that deed, kid.
Ha ha!
Unh!
Pecos, help me!
Pecos!
Hang on, daniel.
Pecos!
Pecos!
Aah!
Hyah!
Let's go, kid.
This way.
We gotta get
you out of here.
All right now,
come on out.
[Whinnies]
All: huh?
That a boy, widowmaker!
Get the hell
out of here.
Down that pipe
and keep going.
Say hi
to big paul,
And good luck.
[Whistles]
Get back here, kid!
Come on. What're
you waitin' for?
Jump!
Pecos bill:
hyah! Hyah!
Ha ha ha!
What I can't understand
is how'd they know
we were comin'?
They read
the telegraph.
The what?
Strings of wire
which allow a man,
Let's say,
over in san francisco,
To talk to a man
in new york city.
Go on. Y-you're tellin'
me a tall tale.
There ain't no voice
that can carry that far.
They don't actually talk
to each other, see--
But word has it that
that's comin', too.
There's a man named bell,
He's claimed that people
can be hundreds of miles away
And hold a conversation
Like they're as close
as I am to you.
Everybody will know
everybody else's
business?
In no time at all,
there ain't gonna be
A single place left
a man can find
any privacy.
I tell you,
about everybody,
Everybody and their dog
is probably after us by now.
Well, used to be when
a man got a head start,
it meant something.
At least
we got away.
Pecos:
what the--
Never enough for you
termites, is it?
Not enough you swindled
me out of my camp,
Robbed me of my trade.
Now you want
my woods, too.
You want it all!
I'm makin' my stand.
At least, if I
go down swingin',
I go down like a man.
Aw, hush up,
you log-brain.
Pecos?
Let me take
a gander at you.
You steamin' pile
of buffalo puckey.
You're still ugly.
I told sam.
They're not loggers,
they're butchers.
Them with their
fancy machines.
Cutting down
everything in sight.
The weak
with the strong.
Sapling with
the full-growed,
So nothing could
ever sprout again.
You know
what sam said?
He said I was
behind the times.
Me.
Paul bunyan.
The man who
invented loggin'.
Who thought up
the double-bladed
axe, huh?
Me.
Who dreamed up
the log flume?
Me again.
Don't think
it's easy, either.
My head hurt
for days, coming up
with that one.
What about
the grindstone?
Flapjack contest?
Wedge cuttin'?
Me! Me! Me! Me!
Maybe I'm just
old-fashioned.
But in my day,
We didn't k*ll
the land.
We just borrowed
from it.
Well, now, what in tarnation
you gonna do about it?
I'm gonna do as I
durn well please,
And the rest
of the world
Can go
to the blazes.
And would that be includin'
paradise valley?
Paradise valley is
no concern of mine.
You're not
paul bunyan.
Who says
I ain't?
My pa used to tell me
stories about paul bunyan.
He said that paul bunyan
was a giant of a man.
A man who could
tame a continent,
A man who could look
danger in the eyes
and laugh in its face.
Well, he did get
those parts right.
Well, not from
where I'm sittin'.
Seems to me you're just
hiding out, feelin' sorry
for yourself.
Pecos, who is
this kid?
Seems to me that
you're just plain scared.
You are not the paul bunyan
my pa was telling me about.
How old are
you, kid?
Do me a big,
sequoia-sized favor.
Stay out of my way
if you wanna be 13.
Daniel:
is that ox
really blue?
Pecos:
'course he is.
He was born
during the winter
of the blue snow.
[Ox bellows]
move it, pecos,
he's feelin' frisky.
You move it.
We are movin' it.
Big blue bag of beef
ought to be haulin' logs,
Not haulin' a*s.
[Ox bellows]
pardon my french.
Don't you worry,
pretty baby.
Papa's here.
He's not gonna let
the bad man hurt you.
You watch your
mouth, pecos.
Babe's very
sensitive.
[Pecos laughs]
We'll catch
the ferry
at liberty city.
Save us 3 days
of hard riding.
Liberty city?
Home to every horse thief,
Bush whacker,
con artiste
in the territory.
Man: who will try his hand
Against the latest miracle
of modern technology?
I am offering 10 to one odds
that this new machine
Can drive steel
faster than anyone alive.
Now, come on! Come on!
There's gotta be someone
here man enough to try!
You, sir.
Come on, someone out there!
There's gotta be someone
here man enough to try!
Whoa!
My name's john henry.
And mister, you got
yourself a bet.
[Crowd cheers]
Whoa!
I'm offering 12 to one,
the machine wins!
It'd be a sucker's bet
at 20 to one!
$100 Even money says he whoops
that gol-dang contraption.
Even money, pecos?
You can do better
than that.
I don't know,
john henry,
That thingamajigger looks
like it means business.
We'll see.
[Crowd cheering]
You ready?
I'm missing my shaker.
Can't drive steel
without a shaker.
Who will hold
for this man?
And be squashed like
a tin can by his hammer?
There ain't nobody
that dim-witted.
Come on, somebody's gotta
have the gumption!
Man: you can
forget about it!
[Horse whinnies]
daniel: widowmaker!
Pecos!
Sorry, daniel.
I gotta protect
my investment.
Pecos!
That's a brave boy!
Everybody, how about
a round of applause
For this courageous
young man!
[Crowd cheers]
May the lord have
mercy on his soul.
Mister, I can't do it!
You don't know
what you can do
until you try.
Come on.
[Laughs]
Come on, boy.
You just grab a
hold of this drill,
And give it a shake
and a turn after
each time I hit it.
All right.
What if you miss it?
I never miss.
Leastwise,
I haven't yet.
Ready?
Ready!
[Steam hisses]
Aah!
Come on, come on!
Aah!
Aah!
[Hammer pings]
Make it snappy!
Come on!
Come on,
john henry!
Paul bunyan!
As I live
and breathe! Ha ha!
[Stake clangs]
You live and breathe later!
You got a race to win,
so move it!
Time to
get serious.
Come on.
* This 20-pound hammer
Unh!
* Shines like silver
Unh!
* Shines like silver
Unh!
Son! Go! Hurry!
Hurry, boy!
Hurry!
I can't do it!
Come on!
They're too far ahead!
Come on!
Come on, son!
Aah!
Aah!
[Ping]
Aah!
[Ping]
Get up, daniel!
Get up, boy!
[Ping]
Aah!
[Crowd cheers]
Damn!
Announcer:
the machine wins.
Aah!
Announcer:
thank you, gentlemen,
Thank you for your time
and your money.
Sorry.
You gave it
your best shot.
Well, if you gave
it your best shot,
You ain't got
nothing to be
sorry for.
Go ahead, widowmaker.
Might as well get
your licks in, too.
[Neighs softly]
Looks like the boy
has been through here.
Hey! J.p., Look at this.
Somebody's finger.
Somebody's
trigger finger.
[Fiddle playing]
My record was perfect
before today.
Paul: now you are
forever tarnished
With ignominious defeat.
Aw, come on,
fellows,
He's just
a kid.
He's bad news, bill.
In breeches.
He ain't
that...
What is it?
Sarsaparilla.
To the code.
To the code.
What do you know
about the code?
Plenty.
My pa's always
goin' on about it.
Knowin' about the code
ain't the same
as livin' by it.
Good enough.
To the code
of the west.
Code of the north.
The code of the south.
All: respect the land.
Defend the defenseless.
And don't never spit
in front of women
and children.
[Spitting]
You just stepped
over the line, boy.
Well, howdy, friend.
How about me buyin'
you a drink?
Sure. Just as soon
as I'm done skinnin'
this marmot.
Holler if you
need a hand.
What, 'cause you're
saddle sore?
He ain't even worth
your time.
I'll be the judge of that.
I'd take that drink
if I was you.
So what are
you drinkin'?
Whiskey.
Jasper.
Let me have some whiskey.
Shucks.
Gentlemen,
to texas...
[Spews loudly]
The nearest thing
to heaven on god's
green earth.
You from texas?
I do have
that honor, sir.
I thought I smelled
something funny in here.
Ha ha ha ha!
[Laughter continues]
Easy, pecos.
Can't scrap
on an empty stomach,
you know that.
Mister,
Are you insulting
the great state
of texas?
The great state
of two-bit tin horns,
you mean?
[Laughs uproariously]
[More laughter]
Mister, you can
insult me,
And you can
insult my
friends.
As a matter
of fact,
You can even
insult my mother
or my horse.
But, mister, don't
you ever insult
The great state
of texas.
[Man laughs]
[Laughs]
You're good.
[Man laughs]
You even hit like a texan.
[Laughter]
[Crowd murmurs]
[Fighting continues]
[Woman squeals]
[Band playing]
[Dog yips]
All right! Party's over.
[Chickens cluck]
Anybody else?
Anybody make a move
and I'll fill 'em
full of lead.
Or my name ain't
calamity jane.
Jasper, who started
this confabulation?
Uh, them two,
And, uh,
Where'd that
other one get to?
Well, paint my toenails
and curl my hair.
Calamity?
My cactus flower!
Don't "cactus flower" me,
you double-crossin' dog.
I missed you,
darlin'.
If only you
knew how much
I've been thinkin'
about you--
I know too well,
You pissant, flea-infested
little weasel.
Oh! Unh.
Calamity, you are
lookin' mighty
pretty tonight.
Tryin' to sweet talk me?
You hairy, overgrown,
Mealy-mouthed, two-faced,
Lyin', yellow-bellied,
snivelin' snake!
You gutless, brainless,
heartless sidewinder!
You ain't still sore
about amarillo, are you?
Ya had to bring
up amarillo?
What's she got agin' you,
anyway, pecos?
Oh, I run
out on her.
Now, bill.
Why would you wanna go
and do something
like that?
Calamity's a mighty...
Handsome woman, pecos.
Oh, I know.
In her own way.
[Dog barks]
[Woman shrieks]
Have you a drink, big boy?
[Startled]
maybe some
other time.
h* h* h*!
What's the matter?
Is it past
your bedtime?
[Barmaid laughs]
[Ox bellows]
Kid run away faster
than a scared rabbit.
Amen and good
riddance.
He bothered me.
And why shouldn't
he run?
You been agin'
that boy since
you set eyes on him.
[Crash]
paul: what in tarnation?
It's daniel!
h*, babe!
h*, ox! h*, babe!
So, daniel hackett,
how does it feel
To be on the wrong side
of the law?
Oh, fine, just as long
as my ma don't find out.
Paul: boy, I didn't
know you had it
in you!
That's my ox!
What's that noise?
Whatever it is,
it's coming this way!
Faster, you dumb ox!
Go, ox!
Run, daniel! Run, boy!
Come back here,
you lily-livered cowards!
Stupid ox!
What's wrong with
that dumb animal?
Why ain't he
pullin', paul?
[Babe grunts]
Why'd he quit
pullin', paul?
It's very simple.
If you insulted him,
you have to apologize.
Paul.
Mr. Pecos bill.
I ain't apologizing
to no ox.
Babe, uncle pecos thinks
You're the prettiest
blue ox he ever did see,
And he is very,
very sorry
For any hurtfulness
he may have caused you.
Now pull!
[Bellows]
Yeah! Go, baby!
John: come on, babe! Pull!
Aah!
All: whoa!
Ha ha ha! Yeah!
Timber!
[Coughs]
All right, spread out.
Find the boy,
head to the ferry.
[Men yelling]
Paul: oh, dear!
Timber.
Take that,
you pissants!
I'm paul bunyan!
I'm 300 pounds
of ragin' fury!
[g*nsh*t]
You're in trouble now!
Don't point your
little g*n at me,
you sissy!
I can out-eat,
out-swing
Any one of you!
I'm paul bunyan!
Man: I got him!
Ha ha ha ha!
Give me that deed, punk.
Whoa!
Unh!
Come with me,
daniel boy. Come on.
Ooh! Ooh! Uhh!
[Men talking]
[Panting]
Stiles: nobody's
gonna hurt you, son.
Just hand over
that deed.
You shot pa!
Son, your pa's
a fool.
He's stuck
in the past
And he wants you
stuck there
with him.
But that ain't what
you want, is it?
You don't wanna waste
your life behind a plow.
Uh-uh. You want
more than that.
You ha that farm!
[Closer]
it ain't nothing
but a dried-up,
Miserable piece
of ground. Now...
Gimme that deed!
[Draws sword]
Son, you're trying
my patience.
Gimme that deed
Like a good little boy!
Yah!
Aah!
Kid, trouble seems
to follow you
like a bird dog.
Lucky for me,
I got my friends.
Yeah, well, we ain't
that good friends.
Get your carcass
off of me!
[Metal clink]
Move it, kid!
Get 'em! Get 'em!
Move it, kid! Move it!
Come on, daniel!
Run, boy!
Come on!
Run, daniel, run!
Come on!
Come on, pecos!
Run!
Come on! Hurry up!
Aah!
Timber!
[c*ck g*n]
[Shouting]
this ain't over, kid!
[Softer]
not by a long shot.
[Ox lows, horse whinnies]
John henry: thinking
about your pa?
I used to bait a line
with my daddy
When I was a young 'un.
Never caught much,
but that was never
the point.
Seems like fishing's
the only time
Me and pa actually
get along.
You two lock
horns, huh?
As far as pa's
concerned, I can't
do nothing right.
My daddy was
the same way.
Always telling me
what to do,
Like I didn't have
no mind of my own.
Exactly.
Although, I know I
should have finished
the plowing.
Well, now, see,
he only bothered
On account of how much
he cared for me.
Daddy was just doing
the best he knew how.
That's why it
grieves me
I never got
the gumption
To tell him how
I felt about him.
Why not?
Daddy got sold
downriver.
Sold?
We were sl*ves.
It's too late
for me.
Let's hope it's not
too late for you.
Pecos: first that
blasted ox, now a
goldurn jackass!
Might as well
be riding turtles!
John henry:
cold molasses
is a mule.
I wasn't referring
to her.
Shake a hoof.
Come sunup, we got
the endless desert
to contend with.
Daniel: the endless desert?
The hottest, meanest
stretch of desolation
this side of hell.
Daniel: sure is
dark.
Paul: sure is.
[Wind howls]
You know, I once
seen a picture
Of new york city
at night.
It's all lit up
with these electric
light bulbs.
We could use a few
of them right
about now.
Pecos: electric
lightball?
Light bulbs.
They're ba*ls
of glass which
Light up 100 times
brighter than
the brightest candle.
Go on!
Pretty soon, people
won't need lanterns,
Won't have to go
chop their wood
to make fires,
Just turn this
little knob
And these electric
light bulbs
just come on.
But I like
chopping wood.
Pretty soon there
won't be
no darkness.
It'll be like
noontime
at midnight.
How are folks
gonna see the stars?
They just...won't
see the stars,
I guess.
Well, I don't
like it.
No sirree bob,
I don't like
it one--
Oh, heh heh heh.
If you ask me,
I think he's telling
us a tall tale.
Paul: yeah, that's
a tall tale.
That's a tall tale,
for sure.
Heh.
That's the god's
honest truth.
Not see the stars?
Hotter than a june bride
in a feather bed.
What?
This ain't nothin'.
Not compared
to that summer of '88.
It was so hot
that all the chickens
was laying fried eggs,
Babies was crying
sawdust, and--
Great, we're
outta water.
Things got so bad
that the whole state
of texas lit on fire,
So I hightailed it
up to kansas--
Does this story
have a point?
Or does it just go on
and on and on
Like this
stinkin' desert?
Yeah, this story
has a point.
I blew out
the dang fire.
You know what?
I'm getting sick
and tired
Of you complaining
and whining
all the time.
I'm lost in the middle
of a giant barbecue pit,
And I don't know what's
gonna k*ll me first:
The heat, the thirst,
Or having to listen
to your incessant
yammering!
You, shut up!
Shut up! Shut up!
Y-you overblown
tub of lard!
You stay out of this.
You--you contest-loser!
What did you call me?
Aah!
Shut up!
You're nothing
but a big, fat quitter!
Quitter! Quitter! Quitter!
Big, fat quitter!
Quitter! Aah!
Pa?
It's all right,
daniel.
It's just a mirage.
He was there.
It is amazing
The things
the heat'll
do to a man.
I just want
to get home.
Well, things
can't get no worse
than this.
[Train rumbles]
[Pistols c*ck]
Huh?
Pecos!
Good morning.
"Early to bed,
early to rise,
"Makes a boy
healthy,
wealthy"...
And alive.
Pecos: harm one hair
on that boy's head
And you're
a dead man,
stiles.
I got no quarrel
with you,
cowboy,
Or your friends.
You sure got
a peculiar way
of showing it.
The deed.
You can't have the--
We don't have a prayer.
We never did.
If that's your way
of thinking,
I reckon we don't.
You don't stop
progress,
cowboy.
That's
the difference
between me and you.
I can adjust
to the times.
You can't.
Don't listen
to him, daniel.
We can beat
this thing yet.
You just got
to believe, boy.
Where do you
get off telling me
what to do, huh?
Where do any of you
get off telling people
how to live?
That's it, boy!
That's
the spirit!
Don't lose
the dream, daniel.
John henry: you
don't know what
you can do
Until you try.
Paul: don't give up
on yourself, kid.
You all
are nothing!
You're just a bunch
of tall tales
that my pa made up.
And you
Are nothing
but hot air.
Stiles: I ain't
got all day,
boy.
Time is money.
Pecos: don't
do it, daniel.
Ha ha ha ha!
[Evil laughter]
I--i'm
the ring-tailed roarer.
I can draw faster,
sh**t straighter...
* 20-Pound hammer
shine like silver *
I can out-eat,
out-swing
any man alive...
I just want
to get home!
I am the rip-snortin'-est
cowboy
That ever rode
north, south, east...
I just wanna
get home!
Or west
of the rio grande...
[Men yelling]
Pa?
Pa?
Foreman: what are you
doing? Move it!
[Cracks whip]
No!
Daniel: ma!
Daniel!
Ma!
I'm back!
I made it
back!
Your father.
He's gonna be
all right.
Pa?
Pa?
Daniel.
Pa, I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
It's all right, son.
I knew you didn't mean
any of those things
you said.
But I did, pa.
I even told pecos
you was a fool!
I told him
you was stupid
For standing up
like ya done.
But I was the one
Who was being
stupid, pa.
I was the one
who was being
a fool.
Pecos?
Pecos bill.
You had a talk
with pecos bill?
Pecos bill
and paul bunyan
and john henry.
They were all there.
They were just like
you said, pa.
Well, now.
Where was this?
It was
in the desert.
Redwood forest.
Liberty city.
The great caverns.
Sounds like
you covered a lot
of territory.
Well, we had to.
Stiles and his g*ng
were on our tails
the whole ways.
J.p. Stiles?
But it's ok
because the deed's
right here.
The valley's still
right here,
And we still
got a chance
to save it, pa.
Ma: daniel.
You don't
believe me?
Daniel, you
fell asleep
on the boat.
Ma, they were there.
I mean, they was
as real as you
and me.
Pa.
You believe me,
don't ya?
Yes, son.
I believe you.
We still got
the deed, pa.
I don't know how,
but--but we still
got it.
And j.p. Stiles
ain't getting
this farm--
Son. You did fine.
You did just fine.
Not that it
matters anymore.
But, pa, it does.
It does matter.
It matters all
the world.
We're selling.
No piece of ground
is worth dying for.
I guess it's
just about time you
faced up to that, too.
You're giving up?
Wising up.
No, pa.
No, pa! The land's
defenseless!
Pa, if you give in,
You don't know
what's gonna
happen here.
Daniel,
you heard
your father.
Now let
him rest.
Ma, somebody's
got to do something.
Daniel, please.
[Whistle blows]
[Men talking]
Stiles: gentlemen,
your health!
All: your health.
[Engine chugging]
[Men talking]
[Train whistle blowing]
Anything?
Clear the track!
[Whistle blows]
[Engine pumping]
[Brakes squeal]
The west. Indeed.
[Quietly] that kid's
blocking the tracks.
Well...
I see your pa sent a boy
to do a man's job.
I come
of my own accord.
The time for deeds
is over, kid.
Get off the track!
I'm telling you
to get out of
paradise valley.
A little speck
of dust like you.
You really think
you can stop all this?
Well, maybe not,
But I sure am
going to give it
my best shot.
All right, have it
your way then.
Run him over.
I said, run him over!
Man: get off
the tracks,
daniel!
Don't be a fool!
Daniel!
Aah!
Help! Help me!
Aah!
God help him.
What the hell?
John henry,
where've you been?
Just waitin' for you
to make your move,
daniel.
Just waitin' for you
to make your move.
Hah!
k*ll them,
and be done with it!
[Men shouting]
Pecos bill: hold it
right there.
Mister, I got
no fight with you.
Nah. Defenseless
young 'uns
And farmers are
more your style.
Mister, you just
k*lled yourself.
[g*n c*ck]
Daniel: trigger fingers!
Pecos bill:
trigger fingers!
My trigger finger's gone!
Well, come on,
what're we
waiting for?
[Shouting]
More steam!
[Groans]
[People shouting]
[Squealing]
[Cheering]
Stiles: all right,
all right.
I'll pay you
$150 an acre!
$200 An acre!
Crowd: we did it!
You fools!
One more ought
to do her.
Stiles: boy,
be reasonable.
You know we're going
to win in the end.
Stop!
Just stop.
All right,
all right.
I admit it.
You got me
over a barrel.
My back's to the wall.
Name your price.
I ain't interested.
You fool!
There'll be others
just like me.
More after them
and after them.
Long as there's
a profit to be made.
We'll never stop.
We're comin'!
Not through
our land!
[g*nshots]
Aah!
Daniel!
[Cheering]
Crowd: atta boy,
daniel! Yay!
We did it.
We sure did!
[Crowd cheers]
Pa: kinda makes it
all worthwhile,
don't it?
It's a right nice
sunset, huh, pa?
Yes, daniel.
It's a good one.
Well, time to
call it a day.
Come on.
Let's get washed up
for supper.
Comin'?
You go on.
Think I'll just...
Stay here a piece.
Pa!
I love you, pa.
I love you,
too, son.
Pecos bill: we've come
to say good-bye, daniel.
I knew you would.
Thanks, paul.
Thank you, daniel.
Me?
Yeah, you.
Thanks to you, I've got
my old appetite back again.
Hell, babe and I are going to
head on up to the alaskas.
Hear they got some
little tiny forests
ain't even half-growed yet.
What about you,
john henry?
I've been thinkin'
about a rematch with
that there steam drill.
Well, if you ever
need a shaker...
I'll keep you in mind.
Much obliged,
too, daniel.
To the code!
All: the code!
[Spit]
Well, you done
right, daniel.
I was beginning to think
it weren't possible
to do right no more.
Now 'cause of you,
I know it is.
You're the one
who did everything.
[Whistles]
Widowmaker!
Whoa.
So long, widowmaker.
So long, boy.
Well, hop on.
Me alone on widowmaker?
Less'n you don't
have a mind to.
Here you go.
Hyah!
[Neighs]
He's all your'n,
daniel hackett.
[Thunder]
Pecos!
So long, daniel!
Take good care
of widowmaker!
Pecos, don't go!
Don't worry about
it. You can handle
things from here!
Yee-ha-ha!
I am
a ringtailed roarer!
I can draw faster,
sh**t straighter,
Ride harder,
and drink longer
than any man alive.
I'm the
rip-snortin'-est
cowboy
That ever rode
north, south,
East, or west
of the rio grande!
I'm pecos bill!
Whoo-ha-ha-ha!
So long, pecos.
[Neighs]
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