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him like my own son.

What makes you think

that boy loves you?

Well... I'll go back to Santa Fe.

I swear I think I'll leave that

Rand alone, let him grow up,

Just to see what happens to you when

he's big enough to start asking questions.

Don't forget your money for the colt.

Thanks for reminding me.

This'll help me bring him up.

Did you find 'em, ma?

Did you talk to 'em?

Why, sure I did. It was

them deer hunters all right.

They shot the colt.

Put the team up, Adam, and

feed 'em. You help him, Thor.

Come in the house with me,

son. I want to talk to you.

Jeb, how much do you remember...

About coming to live with us-

About the night I brought you here?

- You must remember something.

- Not much.

You can tell me, Jeb.

I get mixed up when

I think about that.

I remember flashes...

And boots runnin'.

You know your parents are

dead. That's why I took you in.

Yes, ma'am.

- But you don't remember them?

- No, ma'am.

Sometimes I try to think

about it. I don't know.

My head hurts.

It gets all blurred.

Sometimes the lord protects us...

By letting us know

only what's needful.

What you don't

remember doesn't matter.

You belong here with us now.

Don't ask questions of the past.

It has no answers for you.

Grow up strong in the

love that's here for you.

As long as you love in

return, nothing can happen.

And you do love us, don't you, Jeb?

I'm sorry I started the fight.

Well, son,

After today you boys won't

have anything to fight about.

Adam, Thor, come here.

Now, pay heed to me, you children.

I'll have no more arguments as

to who owns what on this ranch,

Colts or anything else.

Everything we have

or ever will have...

Belongs to you three from this day on.

- You mean, everything has to be that way?

- Yes, Adam.

Have you any objection to that?

Not for Thor and me,

but I have for outsiders.

There are no outsiders here.

You three are together.

You yourselves...

Are the best and finest

thing there is. A family.

You promise not to forget that?

I mean all three of you.

All right. Thor, stop scratching.

Go in the house and get some coal

oil, put it on those chiggers.

Adam, you find the sheep scissors.

I'm gonna cut yours

and Jeb's hair tonight.

Jeb, we've always called

you by your right name, Rand.

Would you like to

use our name instead?

If you don't mind, I'd like

to use my own name. Jeb Rand.

All right, Jeb.

You know how it was after that.

Ma's idea worked like she

wanted it, pretty near.

Anyhow, we seemed more like a family.

We were close, the four of us.

That lasted for a long time.

It lasted until that

day I rode into town.

Detail, halt!

Right face!

About face!

Order arms!

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