Old Yeller Page #3

- Mm-hmm.

- He ain't my papa.

You start mindin' him just the same.

Now go inside and take off

those wet clothes.

What I oughta do is get me a sprout

and give him one good thrashing.

Take it easy, son.

He's only a little boy.

Papa wouldn't want that old dog

in our drinkin' water.

Papa wouldn't have started a rock fight

with Arliss either.

I never started

no rock fight. He--

Arliss rocks me.

Mama blesses me out.

And you.

You get off scot-free.

What I oughta do is run you

clean off this place.

You touch a bite of this meat

and come mornin' I'm gonna shoot you

right between the eyes.

I'll be dogged.

Mama? Did you feed

that old dog anything?

Well, no, I forgot to.

Been so long since we had a dog.

Well, he's sure gone

and rustled up some grub somewhere.

He ain't touched

a bite of that venison.

You might know

he'd be too smart for that.

You could've put it on the ground

and he wouldn't have touched it.

You better get dressed if you want

an early start cuttin' fence posts.

Yes'm.

Come on, Yeller boy! Get him!

Get him, Yeller!

There he is!

There he goes, over there!

Missed him.

That's got him!

Good for you, boy!

Mama! Mama, look at the fish

that I caught! Ain't he a whopper?

Oh, Arliss!

You're all wet and muddy again.

- But, Mama, I had to.

- Had to?

Had to dive way down deep under

to catch this fish.

He was way down deep under

where there was this cave...

and it was real dark and muddy.

And there's about a million other fish,

and they all tried to eat me.

And I had to throw rocks at 'em. And

then there's these two big snakes and--

- Sounds like that cottontail

you roped this mornin'.

- But I did rope him.

Didn't I, Mama? He came runnin' by,

and I roped him right by the ears.

Well, you certainly brought home

a rabbit, and now this big catfish.

- You're gettin' to be

as good a hunter as Travis.

- Here, Mama.

Come on, Yeller!

Come on, boy!

Mama, you know them is just

big windies Arliss is tellin'.

Now, Travis, let him tell his stories

the way he wants to.

But, Mama, I just seen

that old yeller dog catch this fish.

Arliss is just a little boy

with a big imagination.

Won't hurt him to let him use it.

We keep that old yeller dog much longer,

and it's gonna make Arliss

the biggest liar in Texas!

Here, boy,

Come and get some bread.

Here.

Come on.

A little closer.

Come on.

I'll give you some more bread.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

Come on.

What's that?

Come on, boy.

Arliss, turn it loose!

Arliss, watch out!

Turn it loose!

Go on, ya old fool,

before she kills ya.

Oh, you crazy, wonderful dog!

He acts like it's a great big romp,

doesn't he, Travis?

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