03x09 - The Jess MacAbbee Story

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Major Adams has sent me out
ahead of the train to scout fresh meat.

But the prospects didn't seem too good.

I've ridden the region many times
and I knew it to be dry and barren.

But suddenly I found myself
at the top of a hill I didn't know at all.

Looking down into a small green valley,

a hidden paradise in the wilderness.

I started down the mountain
towards it, on my way

into one of the strangest little worlds
I have ever entered.

Mom, a little baby loves short men.

Short men, mom and little baby loves short

men Bread crumble.

Those weeds are growing faster than you're

pulling them.

Maribel,

your daddy is watching the way
you're planting.

Those furrows are not straight.

I'm hot.

You're Daddy's hot, too, Mom.

A little baby, love short man.

Sharp said, Mama.

What you got there, Junior?

Mama wants this mixed in
with the mash for the horses.

Where is Mrs. Maccabee?

She's out back here in the hams.

Oh, nobody can cure hams like you, Mom.

I can.

Giddyup. Dan, come on, boy.

You're doing fine. Sally Bell,

Lilly bear.

That plow is not going to plow
without a little elbow grease gap.

Come on down.

I don't know what these girls would do

without their daddy.

And James.

Hammer engines and

that's fair enough, mister.

Now, can't you read her?

Don't you believe in sign?

My name's McCullough.

My heart seems to have gone a little bit
lame on me.

Besides, I wanted to buy some cattle.

I thought you might have some for sale.

I haven't got any cattle. Now get. Well.

Could I rest my horse a while?

No, you can.

I'm sorry I intruded.

Oh, clear.

All clear,

Mrs. Maccabee.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Maccabee.

How many attacked us this time?

Oh, of course.

You can never be too sure about Indians
Forever. One.

You see, there's liable
to be three or four that you don't see.

Daddy, you're just the bravest man
in the whole world.

Lily.

Belle, you turn your daddy's head.

Face in all those Indians,
all by yourself. Oh.

It was nothing, Sally Belle.

Any gentleman would have done the same.

Any Southern gentleman.

So then, of course, that goes
without saying, Mrs.

Maccabee.

I can handle a g*n.

I should have been beside you.

You were beside Daddy in spirit. Junior.

I hate being boarded up
with the women and children.

I wish I did let you dance.

I'd be. Shot. Now.

Is that any way to talk to your sister?

She hates me.

She does not.

I do too.

Do Daddy's ears here, Right.

Are those his little angels?

Mrs. Maccabee, speak to your daughters?

Yes. Oh, my goodness.

I almost missed my Another one again.

Call about Daddy. Sorry. Did you. Say.

Anybody? Daddy?

Oh, now Daddy's little angel
don't want any old dead Indians.

Yes, I do know.

Daddy knows better.

You didn't k*ll any Indians.

How do you know? You never do.

Well, I suppose I do sh**t to miss.

I'm just too soon. Scared?

Well, I'm just not a k*ller at heart.

Why not?

Young Indians have tomahawks, nails
like other people's Indians.

How do you know what
other people Indians have got?

You have never met any other people.

And you have never met any other people?

Indian.

Never met any of your leader.

Mrs. Maccabee, will you deal

with your daughter?

Columbia.

That was very naughty.

Oh, my goodness.

Every time I look at your hair,
I could just weep.

If I ever catch you with another pair
of scissors in your hand.

Do you believe in Daddy's Indians?

Well, of course.

Sure enough. Sure enough.

Of another. Sir. Seven years now.

When don't you think?

Once in seven years we'll get one body.

You wouldn't like it if we did.

You go tell Daddy you're sorry.

You hurt his feelings.

Shouldn't I wait until I'm sorry?

When a gentleman gets his feathers

ruffled, a Southern lady
always smoothed some down.

Sometimes I wish I was a nun.

Lady Coral Bell Maccabee.

That's Teresa.

Some day I'd like to see a magazine.

It was printed after I was born.

Yet. Lee Bill.

How wicked.

I brought that goodness.

Lady book is a bride.

Well, don't
you think it's time we had new issue?

Lily, you are raising your voice.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

I guess I better go, chaps.

And what a while.

Put on your gloves.

Yes, ma'am.

Mama, How come?

Lily, Bill's always chopping wood.

We got enough wood now to last
is till we die.

Mainly bale.

Don't chop
all that one leaves some for me.

Come on, girls.

Come on. We'll have our lessons.

On an empty stomach.

Mary.

Bill, you better get your mind
off your stomach and on your waistline.

Oh, Mama, this is all so silly.

No young man will ever come here.

Oh, yes, they will.

And we're not going to be caught
unprepared when they do.

Carnival.

Annabel, Lesson time.

All right, Mary. Bill.

Sally. Bill. Come on, now.

Take your places.

I will shove them manure.

Well, it'll keep.

Come on in line, please.

Now, now, then.

Close your eyes.

That's it.

You are just entering Judge
Beauregard Ballroom.

A hundred violins are playing a Viennese
waltz.

Judge Beauregard himself comes to preach.

Good evening, Miss Sally.

Bill, My goodness.

Have you on a picture.

Good evening, Judge Beauregard.

Isn't it
a heavenly night to see such a moon?

To smell
the fragrance of the jasmine of magnolias?

May I present my nephew, Mr.

Archibald Beauregard?

Archibald Beauregard.

It's so much better to be in this long
and to meet you.

Now, take his arm now, Lloyd Hedges.

A moment.

Now, smile a bit through your lashes.

Oh, very nice.

That'll give Miss Archibald Beauregard
something to think about.

Annabel. Annabel?

His judge Beauregard.

Oh, Annabel.

There isn't any old Judge Beauregard,
and I don't like him anyhow.

There is, too.

He was your grandfather's great friend.

I don't care.

I'm just going to have to have
private lessons.

Good evening, Judge.

By God, isn't it heavenly night?

Did you ever see such a woman
and just mallet a friend

to the gathering in Magnolia?

Oh. Hmm.

Oh, how lovely.

Well, that's all for now.

We'll continue our lessons tomorrow.

Mama, Was there really an Archibald
Beauregard?

Well, indeed there was.

Was tall and handsome

with dark red hair and net brown eyes.

He threatened to k*ll himself
in a marriage with Daddy.

Oh, I didn't know he was old like daddy.

But he was an old year.

Was 22 the last time I saw him.

And 22 is what has remained to me
and always will.

That's why I passed him on to your girls.

The whole cornpone

should be just the thing with chitlins
and beans.

It isn't fair to keep the girls holed up
in this wretched little place.

You mean Paradise Valley?

They don't know what a town is like
or any other house.

And my goodness gracious,
they've never even seen a young man.

They're related to every human being
they know.

No wonder they get mopey by the day.

Mrs. Maccabee, you're upset. Me.

My corn bread will not be fit to eat.

I think it's time the girls went home
to Vidalia, to the granddaddy Vine.

Dahlia, are you out of your southern mind?

Well,
I. Who's going to keep this place up?

I got all I can do to do
the cooking around here.

We'll manage.

Now, you know that
I got to stay in the shade.

I can't stand strong sun.

And you know that I can. Mrs. Maccabee,

I'm beginning to feel poorly.

I think I'll go out
and lay down in the hammock.

You and the girls better eat without me.

Just as you say.

I said I'm feeling poorly, Mrs.

Maccabee.

Well, that's entirely up to you,

baby.

Now, I told you to get well.

You also told me you didn't have
any cattle and you were yelling Indian.

And everybody knows
there's not an unfriendly Indian in 100

miles.

Mister, you're going to make me sh**t you.

Yeah.

Fred So you figure out
running the price of cattle up.

Well, I've only got five cows,
and I need them now.

Will you please go?

Why are you so anxious for me to leave?

That's my business.

Well, there's money scarce in these parts,
and I got to

get me some fresh meat for the wagon
train.

Let me come. And through here
the first of the week.

What are you trying
to do, ruin this country?

No. Settle it.

Mr. Maccabee.

Do I hear you talking to someone out
there?

I'm talking to myself.

Now, you get back in the house.

Mr. Maccabee,
you are raising your voice. Now.

Look what you've done.

Good evening.

Now I'm dreaming.

I'll wake up in a minute.

It didn't really hear a man's voice.

My name is Philip McCullough.

He is coming.

He just leave.

She never did that before.

Show Mr.

McCullough.

You don't know what it means to us
to have a visitor from the outside world.

Tell us this House, President Polk.

President Polk,

how well how long have you folks been
here?

Well, Mr.

Maccabee brought me here


And I haven't been out of this valley
since.

And the girls haven't been out at all.

Well, I'm afraid that President Polk
is long gone, ma'am.

Since then, there's been presidents.

Zachary Taylor,

Franklin Pierce, Millard Fillmore, James
Buchanan, Abraham Lincoln, of course.

Andrew Johnson.

There's been the Civil w*r.

Civil w*r. 11 states
seceded from the Union.

How wicked.

I've always said
those Yankees were unstable.

Why do Yankee. States left the Union? Mr.
McCullough.

The Yankee states of Virginia, North
Carolina, South Carolina, Texas,

Arkansas, Georgia, Alabama,

Florida and Louisiana.

The whole South out of the Union.

Even by day, Louisiana.

Yankee lies, Yankee.

Lies back again.

This time you have gone too far.

Come on, girls.

And we'll throw the Yankee off our land.

Just a minute.
Who are you calling A Yankee?

He means you, Mr. McCullough.

Count me in me, honey.

Because I was born in Virginia.

I knew it the minute I laid eyes on you.

He doesn't sound very Southern to me.

He isn't Louisiana Southern. He's
Virginia Southern.

You forgot how Virginia
Southern sounds, Mr.

McCullough. Mr. Maccabee apologizes.

I accept Mr.

Maccabee apology.

Well, now, don't strain yourself.

No strain at all.

So I don't want to be Avignon.

You're not out anymore, dear.

You're all back in.

And I guess you were pretty lucky

to be someplace
where the w*r couldn't touch you.

Is your name really?

Sure enough, Flint McCullough.

That's what they tell me.

Why? I been thinking
maybe was Kimble Beauregard.

Archibald Beauregard
that I should live here.

That name uttered by my own child
under my own roof.

Well, who's Archibald Beauregard?

He tried to marry Mrs. Maccabee.

Oh, well, I wasn't Mrs. Maccabee then.

Archibald Bellegarde was the most handsome
man that ever lived.

Mrs. Maccabee,

my men are harboring that snake,

Archibald Beauregard, in my bosom
all these years.

He had dark red hair, Matt brown eyes.

This is an outrage.

I am shocked to my southern marrow.

Mr. McCullough, come with me. To.

This whole family turns me positive.

The pain green. You're all lovesick.

And a bill that is more than enough.

I don't know how
I got related to any of you.

He's out there.

Come on, boy.

Let's see what your problem is.

Dark red hair.

He didn't have dark red hair.

He had black hair.

And it grew clear down to his eyebrows.

Why? I couldn't lick him with one
hand tied behind my back.

And both feet in a barrel.

Say that animal sure is late.

He's not going to be much good
for traveling for a couple of days anyway.

Junior, fix him up with some liniment.

That's all I need.

Saddled with Archie Bond.

Beauregard Well, I'm not Archibald
Beauregard.

You got a lot of hair.

But why is that touchy about that?

Well, you'll get touchy, too,
when you start showing streaks.

This gal.

Well, it'll make you feel any better.

I'll shave my head.

This valley was a paradise

till you come riding in here
with your nut brown eyes.

I'll have you know
that you have shook the foundation

of a marriage
that has been happy for over 20 years.

You know, I might have to k*ll you before
I'm through.

You know,
I don't think you could k*ll a fly.

Well, I'll admit I'm a devout coward,
but I will summon up from some reservoir

whatever courage it takes to put you out
of your Virginia creeping existence.

I'm sorry, I. Bard's in. I really am.

And as soon as the horse can travel.

Well, I'll get out.

How's that?

You can sleep in a hammock now.

Goodnight.

Goodnight.

Oh, Mama.

Really, Bill, you are going to have
to learn to talk to a young man sometime.

Hello, Lily.

Belle.

Isn't it a heavenly night?

Yeah.

I was just thinking the same thing.

Did you ever see such a moon?

To smell the fragrance
of the jasmine of magnolias?

Jasmine
and magnolias looks like roses to me.

Oh, well, that's.

That's just figure speech.

Well, well.

Well. Don't go.

Stay and sit down and talk for a spell.

I don't have anything to talk to you
about.

I haven't done anything or been anywhere
or seen anything.

Well, that's not quite true now, is it?

I mean, you've lived for 17 years

and you've learned to do a great many
things that most women never learn.

Quite. Well.

Most women don't try the fields

and most women don't do the butchering,
and most women don't harvest the crops.

They don't know what daddy says they do.

Your daddy has his own
special way of looking at things.

Well, what do the women do that you know.

Some of them.

So some of them
and some of them cook and some of them.

Some of them do the washing.

Some of them I mean, it all depends on
on the circumstances of

their profession.

But you girls have learned to do lots
of things that women never learn to do.

What kind of a social is this?

We would just listen to Mr.

McCullough and little about.

Now, only Yankee Snook.

Now you get to bed, both of you now get.

It's all my fault.

I thought it'd be good training for them.

They have so few opportunities to learn.

Snoopers are lower than skunks.

Come on, get us to bed.

Time for bed, Mr.

Macintosh.

You better save your strength.

You have to get breakfast in the morning.

Well.

That's the way.

Isn't that Mr.

McCullough? Nice man.

I've heard quite enough about him.

Thank you.

He's made such a difference in this house.

Don't you feel it?

Yes, Mrs.

Maccabee, I have to get some sleep.

I have to watch the girls
play at the field tomorrow. Yes.

We'll. I'll go see that.
They're all tucked in that, too.

I hope they're happy now.

I certainly am not.

I. I really believe.

What's wrong?

Oh, Mama, I'm so confused and miserable.

I feel emotionally all thumbs.

Did you ever feel like this?

Of course.

That's a comfort.

Why is it a comfort?

I suppose it's an assurance
that you will recover.

Yesterday
I was so positive about everything.

How can you feel so positive one day?

And so I'm positive the next.

Mama, I keep wishing it gives me.

And I know I'd just die if it did.

I'm a nervous wreck.

Oh, I feel so melancholy and miserable.

It's sad. I know.

Isn't it fun?

What? Sally?

I don't know.

Isn't she and her bed

so happy?

Why don't you sleep?

Sleep

to sleep, perchance to dream?

There's the rub.

William Shakespeare 1542 John,
don't you feel well?

I feel terrible.

I feel like I have a toothache
Now, to put it in

you experience and first love.

Sally The April time of life.

The beginning of dreams.

It comes only once
and once is quite enough.

Anybody'd have to go through it.

Come on, now. Come on down to sleep.

To sleep.

What chance to dream

for? What's the matter, honey?

Everybody's changed you.

Why did you have to come?

We all have to grow up, Junior.

Already ready?

I'm afraid we're never ready, honey.

Mommy.

Mommy,

What is it? DS?

I want a safari.

We didn't see the North seceded yet.

Just can't trust those Yankees.

When I grow up, I'm.

Going to k*ll them again.

Scalpel.

Well, in that case,
I think we'd all better get some sleep.

Night. Goodnight. Goodnight,

Mrs. Maccabee.

You sorry you didn't take Archibald
Beauregard.

You know Mr. Maccabee,

a man can have too much hair.

You know, sometimes I wonder how it is
that you always know

just the right thing to say.

You're a very satisfactory woman, Mrs.

Maccabee.

Why, Mr. Maccabee?

A compliment from you
after all these years?

Well, I have been some shook up
since my college joined us.

I guess a little shaken up is good
for all of us.

Yeah,
I guess we do all that well or something.

I'll tell you what.

I'll let him take his choice
of our daughters.

He can marry whichever one he anchors to.

Oh, thank you, Mr. Maccabee.

I was hoping against hope you'd say that.

I'll tell him
the good news in the morning.

My son in law.

I hope he's handy around the house.

You decided what?

I have another cup of coffee now.

Don't give him any more.

He needs a clear hand. Okay.

I must have heard you people wrong.

I guess we knocked
you clear off your rocket, didn't we?

All our girls have had a very good
bringing up.

Of course, Lilibet Albion, the eldest,
has had the most bringing up now.

Mother, we said that

we weren't going to say anything
that would influence his choice.

I just mean that Lili Belle
could run a house better than Cora Belle.

Well, I don't think it's fair to run down
Cora Belle.

I'm not running her down.

We have to make allowances.

She's only seven.

Well, let's see. Wants Cora.

I don't. Want Cora. Bell.

Well, Cora Bell's eliminated anyhow.

Well, now, don't be hasty in your choice.

Take all the time you need.

Take a couple of hours.

Look, if I've said anything
that's given you people

the wrong impression.

Well, I'm sorry. No, no, no, not at all.

I wasn't very friendly when you came
in, and I want to make up for it.

Well, why don't we just forget it?

Just let bygones be bygones.

Well, I. Insist.

It's a matter of Southern hospitality.

Yeah,
but this is overdoing the hospitality.

Perhaps Miss McCullough
doesn't want to marry any of the girls.

Oh, nonsense.

Now, where could he get
a better selection?

Yeah, but your girls,
they don't want to marry me.

Well, they're females.

They're not supposed to know
what they want.

They think you're the most wonderful man
they've ever seen.

Yeah,
but I'm the only man they've ever seen.

Well, now, don't knock that bad.

You can't suffer by comparison.

Don't
you want them to sort of shop around?

Mr. McCullough?

Are you trying to throw over my five
daughters?

Look, I'm in no position to get married.

I spend half of my life traveling.

Man reaches an age when he ought
to have roots and family ties.

And it's time you were settling down.

People can't be serious.

Why can't we?

Because I'm traveling through
not settling down.

You are settling down.

You're not riding out of here.

I leave, leaving
five broken hearts crying their eyes out.

Now you're a pig in one of my girls
You're marrying in your stay.

I'm having a nightmare. Oh.

Now, look, maybe Mr.

McCullough isn't in love
with any of our girls.

He's stubborn.

That's what he is.

Just Virginia's stubborn.

Well, I'm Louisa and stubborn.

And Louisiana's
stubborn is just too stubborn.

Virginia's stubborn.

Any day in the week, more stubborn.

Nobody ask you to come in the Maccabee
Valley.

You come barging in here
under your own southern steam.

Well, you're here,
and we got to make the best of it.

But from now on, we include you.

Now, would you? One of my daughters.

Are you figuring
on marrying Mr. McCullough?

I'm getting out of here.

Don't crowd me, Mr.

McCullough,
because I'm a wildcat when I'm crowded.

Hold on to your temper, Mr. Maccabee.

You're going to have another one
of your tension headaches.

I've already got a tension headache.

Well,
what's it going to be, Mr. McCullough?

Am I a prisoner?

That's entirely up to you.

Well, I'm waiting for your answer.

Hint, hint,

hint, hint.

You just made me a prisoner.

Now I've got to make you a trustee.

Come on, McCullough.

Girls, underground.

I need ground.

Hear your heart to Daddy.

No trespassing.

No trespassing on this property.

Well, howdy.

We're your neighbors.

We just come to say hello. Stay
where you are.

My name is Jed Culpepper.

This is my oldest boy, Jim. Howdy.

I got five more like him back. The house.

Different sizes. Of course.

We don't live, but five miles from here,
just down the stream.

Little bit on.

The rapid five miles, you're
practically breathing them down our necks.

We've been living here for ten years.

We never know till yesterday that.

We had neighbors. A couple of.

Iron Indians told. Us
he was located up here.

Come on, Paul,
We ain't wanted around here.

Just you. Hold up, Mr..

If you ever do get lonely.

Come by.

We've been mighty
glad to have that go through.

You too, son.

And remember, it don't always pay to keep.

Too much to yourself.

You might get a little, you know.

Come on.

Why didn't you invite them in
and introduce them to Mrs.

Maccabee and the girls? Why?

Why? He's got six boys
and you've got five girls.

It's almost a mathematical equation.

You watch your. Language.

Why don't you call them back before it's
too late?

You slip by me.

But nobody else is getting in the Paradise
Valley.

As long as I got my chute.

Norm,

you're doing that to make sure
those coppers never come back on.

You know, I'm doing it for the girls,

the little ones are disappointed
if I don't at least sh**t at the Indians.

Well, as long as you're
going to be in the family,

I might as well
let me in on the family secret.

Come on.

Clear, girls.

All clear.

Get ready, anybody.

Hey, but.

If you find any kind of seven for me,
there's never any.

God, I must say,
these Indian raids never last very long.

How many Indians were there, Daddy?

Oh, it was a small reconnaissance party.

It didn't amount to much.

We had a lot of fire in.

Well, I did manage to wing one or two.

Did Mr.

McCullough get any?

Oh, yeah. He winged one or two too.

You are the two bravest men
in the whole world.

Oh, it was nothing, was it, Flynn?

Nothing.

Absolutely nothing.

Come on now, girls.

I want you to finish your chores early
today.

This is going to be a big night.

And someone's life.

Sally Bell.

If Mr.

McCullough chooses you, it will make
any difference between us, will it?

Oh, no.

And if he chooses
you, I love you just as much.

Do you want him to choose you, Sally Bell?

I don't know.

I'm scared
that he will and scared that he won't.

I guess I feel the same way.

Do you think you're in love with him?

Really? Bell

Well, I like to think about him,
so I suppose I am.

I think about him all the time.

So do I.

I don't see how anybody can take.

So long getting dressed.

You will pretty soon when you're older.

I don't want to get older.

Why do you two suddenly have to be so old?

I hate your hair like that.

There you look just like Mom.

What a way to a ball.

Look me where you, Junior?

We aren't going anyplace but the part of.

I thought people got thin
when they were in love.

You don't push your mouth.

I'm going to wallop you right
across your southern bottom.

You know something?

She doesn't even have a crush on Mr.

McCullough.

I hate him.

He's changed everybody.

He's ruined my whole life.

Such an awkward child.

Sometimes I think she'll never grow up.

Mr. McCullough,

I'm afraid that
with the best intentions in the world,

I've let you be
put in a most awkward position.

Well, that's a weight off my mind.

I mean, it's a relief. Hear you say that.

You rode into this valley
from another world.

You're young and hence.

And while I'm not making
any excuses for myself,

I think any mother of five girls
just couldn't help but hope.

I'm very flattered.

And if I didn't live the life I live,
or if I was ready to give up the life I'm.

Living, you.

I married for love
and I want my girls to do the same.

And since I think love
is the very best thing

that life has to give any of us,
I would advise you to.

To wait for love.

And I've really been happy in this valley.

Oh, very happy.

Oh, Rabbit. I left here long ago.

Oh, I don't think Mr.

Maccabee would have let.

Mr. Maccabee as a Southern gentleman.

And a Southern gentleman
always does what his lady wishes.

Oh, she may not always let him know that
that's what he's doing,

but she has always insisted
that he does it.

And now I mustn't keep you any longer.

The girls are waiting to see
who you've chosen.

Mrs. Maccabee, I.

What am I going to say?

Oh, say something that won't hurt them.

They are so vulnerable right now.

You are their first love.

The very first young man
any of them have ever even seen.

A woman forgets many things, Mr.

McCullough,

but she never, ever
forgets her first love.

I'll try.

It's a little out of my line, but

I'll try.

Oh, thank you.

Well, girls, I'm faced

with an impossible decision here.

I mean, each and every one of you
has so much to offer that.

Well, I don't even know how I can begin.

I mean, really?

Well,

Lily Belle,
you're not only very, very lovely,

you can plow a field, harvest,

share your own world,
and spin it into a yarn, and

then put a g*n as lovely as the one
you have on.

And you have the bluest eye.

Sally Bell.

You know,

you can butcher a hog, Nita,
than anyone I've ever seen.

And you've got so much Brooklyn
and behind those big eyes of yours.

Well, I just have to run to keep up

with you,

Junior.

Junior.

One of these days,

you're going to undo

this braid of yours
and comb out your hair.

And when you do, you'll be as pretty
a girl as a man with one to look at.

And you know, you're wonderful
with livestock.

I was out looking at my horse,
and his limp was completely gone.

And I know that I got you to thank for it.

So thank you.

I know

Mary Bell, dear.

You've got a green thumb.

I washed it.

Oh, honey, you can wash that away.

That means that things just grow
naturally for you.

And one day
you and your husband will be blessed

with all the good things
that earth and life

can bring down.

I never wash my farm again.

Horrible

car bell.

You have used to offer

devotion, loyalty.

You have an inquiring mind.

And somewhere in the world
there's a little boy growing up

and his mother's telling him
that he has to search until he finds you.

How does she know about me?

I don't know.

It's just an instinct.

What's your name? I don't know.

You know his name?

Does he know mine?

Yes. And how is he going to find me?

Well, I can't answer that.

I know it can't be that boy.

Just like my daddy's Indians.

He isn't.

No, no, no. That's where you're wrong.

People could tell me those things.

I can, but no more

Cora Brown.

How one person finds
the other person in the world,

I guess, is one of life's great mysteries.

I can't explain it to you
any more than I can tell you

how the stars got up in the sky

and what makes the sun shine.

Why the wind blows.

It just happens.

And it'll happen
to each and every one of you.

And when it

does,
you won't have to ask a single question.

You'll know.

We all know now.

No, you don't love one of you. Not yet.

My day says you have to marry one of us.

Well, your daddy's just going to have

to understand that it's against the law
to marry all of you.

And I can't choose between you.

And his Indians, given the show are.

Indians.

I mean, the Indians.

I never were any Indians.

No, Indians.

While, of course, are Indian.

But I'm.

A colored. Come out here.

These are really Indians.

That's a w*r party. We're in for trouble.

What do we do?

Need help.

When it was left to arrive
with a cup of her boys.

Do you think you can find their place?

I was pretty high handed with them.

Yeah, I'll find it.

Really?

Oh, color.

Need I stay?

Well, call it. You know, I said.

What's the matter, Mr.

Maccabee?

I'm having one of my attention headaches.

I tried

it. The Indians going.

I didn't hear the bell.

I don't know, Mrs. Maccabee.

I haven't looked.

It was Mr.

McCullough today.

He's gone for help.

Help?

Why would he go to help us
than to help around here?

Oh, my goodness.

They mean business, don't they?

Oh, take charge, Mrs. Maccabee.

Don't you worry.

Let it bring this Valentine's Day.

He's done it again.

We'll have.

An. Indian

in the end.

What am I doing here?

You went shopping? Yes.

I smell smoke.

I need to build a fire in America.

Love activities.

Oh, girls don't have such a father.

You girls get along.

Southern gentleman
always takes care of his lady.

Folks.

You raised
this question and we're with you.

Shoulder to shoulder.

Don't give up the ship.

Captain James Mulford, Boston Harbor,
May 1776.

Are they firing at us?

I hope my colleague gets here soon.

Suppose he never comes back.

I hope McCullough gets here soon.

Begin

now. You see, Cora Belle.

Mama always knew
you didn't really want it.

Did Indian

father?

Suppose Mr. McComb never comes back.

Then, like all true sons, Louisiana,
we will die

on this foreign field
with dignity and courage.

Daddy, look,

I surrender.

I don't want him to surrender.

I want to go away.

Don't look like
we come to rescue the girls.

We come to rescue the Indian.

You came to rescue me?

I'm covered.

I come in friendship.

Why do you. sh**t at me? Friendship.

You keep your big, brave mouth shut.

And don't tell the girls.

Who you can.

Believe them

a little bit
about that little plan of your father's.

Plan. Mr. McCullough.

You mean you've forgotten already?

My daddy's always working on
one little plan, another.

Sally Belle.

Oh, Have you met Tom and Jack Culpeper?

Mr. Cullum?

Oh, yes, indeed.

We've already met Sally.

Your father said I was to choose.

Oh, well, don't use me.

I'm just beginning deliveries to look

over.

I'm afraid that this is goodbye.

Goodbye, Mr. McCullough.

Do look us up
whenever you're in the neighborhood.

Don't worry. I will.

Very anxious
to see what goes on in this valley.

If that.

Well, you really got to leave now.

If you want me now.

You don't act fast enough. You know.

I don't know what's got into you,
Virginia boy.

Now, Louisiana boy.

And I've been married to one out by now.

Well, going to remember you.

Signed up to have in the family.

Thanks.

And thanks to all the Southern
hospitality.

What is

I marry you, Mr.

McCullough, If you want me to

buy Junior.

You said I was good with livestock
and I could take care of your horse.

And I can plant and harvest and butcher.

I can do all those things.

It wasn't a decided that each of you
was waiting till you really fell in love.

Mr. McCullough.

I just don't know how anyone could be more
that.

Annabel Howard. 14.

When you are 17,
I'll come back to this valley,

and if you still feel the same way,
we'll talk about it

then.

And so I rode back to a
world not quite so beautiful

and left a small, perfect kingdom of Mr.

Jess Maccabee,
hidden in the wilderness and.