The Big Country

For those that are gonna go on,

one hour to eat, folks,

while we change the horses.

- Let me help you, ma'am.

- Thank you.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye, Mr. McKay.

Hey, look at that.

All right, Clint. Turn 'em around.

Mr. McKay?

Yes.

I'm Steve Leech,

foreman at Ladder Ranch.

I brought Pat's buckboard and team for

you. She's waiting at a friend's house.

Thank you. That's very kind.

I was beginning to think

I was in the wrong town.

This your gear?

That's right.

I don't know as I'd wear that hat

too long around here, Mr. McKay.

Oh? Why not?

One of these wild cowboys might take it

into his head to shoot it off ya.

Thank you, Mr. Leech.

How do you do, Mr. Leech?

Boys, don't you know to tip your hats

when the foreman of Ladder goes by?

Come on, let's get outta here.

Pat! Hello, Pat!

Jim!

Darling, I can't believe

you're really here.

You don't know how long it's been.

Don't I, though!

If I'd known how much I'd miss you,

I'd have made you marry me in Baltimore.

- You haven't changed your mind?

- Do I act as if I had?

You must've wondered when

I wasn't at the hotel to meet you.

I declare, I wasn't gone

more than a minute!

We're gonna be a public scandal.

My hair's still not the way I planned it.

And I know that my nose is red from

waiting in the sun without a hat on.

I'm so glad to see you I could cry!

Thanks for bringing him to me, Steve.

You're welcome.

Anything else I can do for you?

No. If you're through in town,

go on back to Ladder.

- Not ride back with you?

- Oh, heavens, no!

We'll take our time.

We'd only hold you up.

The reason I mention it is that

the Hannassey boys are in town.

They've been drinkin'

We'll be all right, Steve.

Just as you say, Miss Terrill.

Thank you, Mr. Leech.

Well, who lives here?

My friend Julie Maragon.

She's the local schoolteacher.

- Am I still your girl?

- You'd better be.

All right, Julie, you can come out now.

I've finished kissing him,

for a minute or two.

Julie?

She's gone.

You know, I think I'm gonna like Julie.

Don't mind me, I'm just passing through.

Oh, Julie, you idiot! Come on back here.

This is Jim.

Well, I certainly hope so.

- Hello, Jim.

- Hello, Julie.

Well, what do you think of him?

You don't look like a sailor.

- You don't look like a schoolmarm.

- I didn't say he was a sailor.

I said he was a ship's captain.

His family owns a whole shipping line.

But honestly, darling, you do look

funny out here in those clothes.

That's what Mr. uh... Leech said

when he saw me in that hat.

Hey!

We shoulda stayed in town.

Got some girls and more liquor.

Maybe we got us somethin' better.

There's Pat Terrill and her eastern dude.

Let's give him a welcome.

Cracker! Get up outta there.

The Hannassey bunch.

Local trash. Keep on driving, Jim.

Looks like they want to talk.

Well, don't stop.

Go right on through 'em.

Let's go after them.

Whoa, boy!

Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa, boy!

Whoa, boy! Whoa!

Yee-hah!

Whoa! Whoa!

Howdy, Miss Terrill.

That wasn't very social back there.

Well! Whaddaya know?

We got a gentleman with us.

Don't it make you boys feel kinda dirty

to look at such a handsome gentleman

all dressed up in a fancy suit?

Miss Terrill, ain't you gonna

introduce me to your intended?

I wouldn't introduce you to a dog.

The name is McKay.

Polite, too.

Neat, clean and polite.

I sure do like your hat.

- All right, that's enough.

- Pat!

Cut her off there, Rafe.

Look what I got!

Let me try that!

- Hey, Buck, I got me a young one.

- Stop it! Let me out of here!

Don't you lay a hand on him,

Buck Hannassey!

Give me that hat!

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