Smith!

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[I Bobby Russell: The Ballad

of Smith and Gabriel Jimmyboy]

[horse whinnying]

[boy] Come on, Tasha.

Come on! That's the idea.

Come on! Come on! Come on, Tasha.

Come on back. Come get the apple.

Come on, boy. Come on.

Come on. Keep on comin'.

Come on. That's a good boy.

Come on. Come on. Keep on comin'.

That's the idea.

Come on. Come and get it.

That's a good boy...

Stay. That's a'way, Tasha.

That's a good boy, Tasha.

That's a'way.

[horse whinnies]

- [grunting]

[dog barking]

- [whistling]

- [cows mooing]

[whistling]

Smith!

[dog barking]

[cows mooing]

- [boy] Smith! Smith!

- [dog barking]

Where ya been for three days, Smith?

Ma's fit to be tied.

I've been up in the higher range

tracking down this scrawny beef.

- Ma been inquirin' about me?

- Inquiring?

She says when she

gets her hands on you...

She's been inquirin'...

"Three days he's gone," she says.

And the two of us here all alone.

What's for supper?

"We could be murdered in our beds

for all your father cares," she said.

Chicken stew for supper.

What's this about who

being murdered in who's bed?

I dunno. But she's been walking

around the house with your shotgun

like there's gonna be a massacre.

Well, sometimes your ma gets

carried away by the pioneer spirit.

Huh.

- [Smith whistling]

- [cows mooing]

Smith, remember

what we were talkin' about?

Three days ago before you took off?

Hope it isn't rooster stew for supper

considering the caliber of our chickens.

We were talking about Tashie.

And you said the day after Christmas

that you'd break 'em for me

so I could ride him.

Well, you got my solemn word, son.

- You didn't in January and February...

- And March and April and May...

Lemme tell you somethin', there's

only one way to break an Appaloosa.

That's the good old-fashioned

Indian talk way.

Eh, now I made a deal with OI' Antoine,

in fact it was the day after Christmas.

I'm sure he'll get

around to it sometime.

- Pretty soon now, huh?

- OK, Smith.

- Just thought I'd mention it.

- Well, I'm glad you did, son.

- I'll speak to Antoine. All right?

- All right. OK.

All right, Charlie.

Get 'em in the pen there, boy.

Come on, boy. Let's go.

[dog barking]

- [cows mooing]

[door opening]

"All right. Where you been and how come

you run off without telling me?"

Miss me? Hmm?

Oh, cut it out, will ya, Smith?

There's something going on in that old

shack on the other side of the meadow.

- Oh, really?

- Antoine's over there.

Oh, that's good. He's finally come

to break the Appaloosa for Albie.

There's someone in there with him!

Oh, now, Norah...

OI' Antoine must be

at least 97 years old.

- Smith, stop it!

- Wait a minute!

- That's the end of romance...

- Oh, stop it!

- All right, so who's with OI' Antoine?

- I think it's Gabriel Jimmyboy.

Smith, you've gotta

get him out of there.

- Norah...

- He's wanted for murder.

Please get him off our land.

I've been scared witless every night.

I don't know this Jimmyboy very well,

- but if he's a friend of Antoine...

- The police are after him!

Smith, he's got a gun!

How do you know he's got a gun?

I saw him. He and Antoine

went through the meadow

- heading for our old shack.

- [Albie] Smith!

- [footsteps pounding]

- [door opening]

OI' Antoine's here! He wants

some kerosene for his lamp.

Can we make him stay for dinner, Ma?

Chicken stew's his favorite.

Can he, Ma? Make him stay.

Hello, this place!

Hello, Antoine.

- Conesta.

- Conesta.

Well, look who dropped by

to borrow a little kerosene.

Uh, Norah, maybe we could

talk him into staying for supper?

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