The Castaway Cowboy Page #3

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But you can't have kids | if you ain't married.

Yeah, ain't that a mercy?

What are you going to | do when you get old?

Die, i guess.

No, i mean before that. Who'll take | care of you if you don't have a son?

I'll say one thing | for you.

You get a notion, you | sure hang on to it, burton.

Booton!

Oh, yeah.

- What's that? | - Come on!

What's going on?

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Oh, no. | Those cattle again.

Go on! Get out!

Out of the way! | Hey!

Hey! Hey!

Costain!

Hey!

Out of the way! | Out of the way!

Costain, come on!

Hija! Hija! | Hija!

Hija! Hija! Move!

Costain! Costain!

Turn around, son! | Face him!

Don't move! Freeze!

All right, boy. | Run for the house.

Ya! Get out of here!

You should've seen | that critter, mama. | I was really scared.

And then he kept twisting that | bull's head 'til it fell over.

And then he let it go, | and it ran off.

That must've been | quite a sight.

So, you know how to tame them?

It's not a matter | of taming them, ma'am,

It's just a matter | of handling 'em.

You could sure handle 'em. Just like you | handled that bull. Pow! Right, Costain?

Booton! | Mr. Costain.

Mr. Costain, you could probably make those | old cattle do whatever you took a mind to.

I don't know about that. | It doesn't make much difference.

No point in talkin' about it. | You're in the potato business.

Were in the potato business. | Prices have dropped off | terribly.

Well, it seem to me | like you're...

Struggling | your way past a dollar, | just to grub after a dime.

You can get $20 a head for | them cattle in california.

But what you do | is your business.

Me? I'm on my way | to texas.

As a matter of fact, mrs. Macavoy,

Did you find anything in the way of | a ship for me when you were in town?

Oh, no. I think it's | the wrong time of year.

- But mama-- | - For ships.

- I mean-- | - Well, i'll just | have to make do.

I won't be imposin' | on you folks.

I'll head into town | tomorrow and wait.

As long as you're going to wait, | you might as well wait here.

Beg pardon, ma'am.

And work-- Help out. | I could pay you.

A little, not much.

Room and board too. | Right, mama?

- I don't know. | - Just for a while.

Until you earn so money. You'll | need some money, mr. Costain.

And, who knows?

With your help, we might | turn this sorry potato farm...

Into the first and only | wild cattle ranch in hawaii.

You, uh--

You sure you're not | from texas, ms. Macavoy?

You will stay, | won't you?

Won't you, Costain?

Well, i'll hit her a lick | and see what happens.

But that's all i'll promise.

- Aloha. | - Aloha, miss maka.

I want to talk to you this morning...

About some changes that are going | to be made on the farm today.

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