Oklahoma! (1999) - full transcript

♫ There's a bright golden
haze on the meadow ♫

♫ The corn is as high
as an elephant's eye ♫

♫ And it looks like it's
climbing clear up to the sky ♫

♫ Oh, what a beautiful morning
Oh, what a beautiful day ♫

♫ I've got a beautiful feeling ♫

♫ Everything's going my way ♫

♫ All the cattle
are standing like statues ♫

Hey!
♫ All the cattle
are standing like statues ♫

♫ They don't turn their heads
as they see me ride by ♫

♫ But a little brown maverick
is winking her eye ♫

♫ Oh, what a beautiful morning ♫



♫ Oh, what a beautiful day ♫

♫ I've got a beautiful feeling ♫

♫ Everything's going my way ♫

Aunt Eller.

Ah! Scared me to death.

What you doin' around here?

Well, I come asingin' to ya.

♫ All the sounds of
the earth are like music ♫

♫ The breeze is so busy
it don't miss a tree ♫

♫ And an old weepin' willer
is laughin' at me ♫

♫ Oh, what a beautiful morning ♫

♫ Oh, what a beautiful day ♫

♫ I've got a beautiful feeling ♫

♫ Everything's going my way ♫



♫ Oh, what a beautiful day ♫

If I wasn't an old woman
and you wasn't so young

and smart alecky, I'd marry you.

Get you to sit around
at night and sing to me.

No you wouldn't either,
'cause I wouldn't marry you,

nor none of your kinfolks
if I could help it.

No, none of my kinfolks, huh?

You tell them that, all of them,

including that niece of yours,

Miss Laurey Williams.

Aunt Eller,
if you want to tell me

where Laurey was at,
where would you
tell me she was at?

I wouldn't tell ya.
Not at all.

As far as I can make out,
Laurey ain't payin' you no heed.

So she don't
take to me much, huh?

Where'd you get such
an uppety niece that
wouldn't pay no heed to me?

Who's the best bronc buster
in this here territory?
Why, you, I bet.

And the best bulldogger
in 1 7 counties.

Me. That's who.

Lookey here.

I'm handsome, ain't I?

Purdy as a picture.

Curly-headed, ain't I?

And bow-legged from the saddle

for God knows how long, ain't I?

Couldn't stop a pig in the road.

What else does she want then,
the damn she-mule?

Well, I don't know, but I'm
sure certain it ain't you.

So, who are you taking
to the Box Social tonight?

Oh, I ain't thought much about it.

Oh, I bet you come over to ask Laurey.

What if I did?
You asking me, too?
I'll wear my fascinator.

You too?
Yeah.

♫ Oh, what a beautiful morning ♫

♫ Oh, what a beautiful day ♫

Oh. I thought
you were somebody.

♫ I got a beautiful feelin' ♫

♫ Everything's going my way ♫

Is this all
that's come a-calling

at already 10:00 on a Saturday morning?

You knowed it was me
before you opened the door.

No such a thing.
You did.

You heard my voice.
You know it was me.

I heard a voice talking
rumbly along at Aunt Eller.

I heard someone singing
like a bullfrog in a pond.

You knew it was me,
you sittin' there thinkin' up
somethin' mean to say.

I've a good mind not to ask
you to the Box Social.

Well, if you did ask me,
I wouldn't go with you.

Besides, how would you take me?

You ain't bought a new buggy

with red wheels onto it, have you?
No, I ain't.

And a spanking team
their bridles all a-jingling.
No.

Expect me to ride on
behind ole Dun, I guess.

Better ask that
old Cummings girl

you took such a shine to
across the river.

Well, if I was to ask you,

there'd be a way
to take you,
Miss Laurey Smarty.

Huh?
There would?

♫ When I take you
out tonight with me ♫

♫ Honey, here's the
way it's gonna be ♫

♫ You will sit
behind a team ♫

♫ of snow white horses ♫

♫ In the slickest gig
you ever see ♫

Lands!

♫ Chicks and ducks
and geese better scurry ♫

♫ When I take you
out in the surrey ♫

♫ When I take you
out in the surrey ♫

♫ with the
fringe on top ♫

♫ Watch that fringe
and see how it flutters ♫

♫ When I drive them
high steppin' strutters ♫

♫ Nosey pokes will peek
through their shutters ♫

♫ and their eyes will pop ♫

♫ The wheels are yeller,
the upholstery's brown ♫

♫ The dashboard's
genuine leather ♫

♫ With isinglass curtains
you can roll right down ♫

♫ in case there's
a change in the weather ♫

♫ Two bright sidelights
winkin' and blinkin' ♫

♫ Ain't no finer rig
I'm a-thinkin' ♫

♫ You can keep your rig
if you're thinkin' ♫

♫ that I'd care to swap ♫

♫ for that shiny little surrey
with the fringe on the top ♫

♫ Would you say the
fringe was made of silk? ♫

♫ Oh, wouldn't have
no other kind but silk ♫

♫ Has it really got a team
of snow white horses? ♫

♫ One's like snow,
the other's more like milk ♫

So you can tell them apart.

♫ All the world
will fly in a flurry ♫

♫ When I take you
out in the surrey ♫

♫ with the
fringe on top ♫

♫ When we hit that road,
hell for leather ♫

Hya!
♫ Cats and dogs will
dance in the heather ♫

♫ Birds and frogs
will sing all together ♫

♫ and the toads
will hop ♫
Wa-haw!

♫ The wind will whistle
as we rattle along ♫

♫ Cows will moo
in the clover ♫

♫ The river will ripple
out a whispered song ♫

♫ And whisper it
over and over ♫

♫ Don't you wish
you'd go on forever? ♫

♫ And you'd never stop ♫

♫ In that shiny little surrey
with the fringe on the top ♫

You'd sure feel like a queen
sitting up in that carriage.

Only she talked so
mean to me a while back,

Aunt Eller, I've a good
mind not to take her.

Ain't said I was going.

Ain't asked ya.

Where'd you get such a rig at?

I'll bet he went and
hired a rig at Claremore

thinking I'd go with him.

That's all you know about it.

Oh, oh, oh, spent all his money

hiring a rig and now
he ain't got nobody

to ride in it.

I have, too.

Look, I did not hire it.

I made the whole thing
up out of my head.

What?

Made it up?

Dashboard and all.

Oh, get off of the place, you.

Aunt Eller, make him
get himself out of here.

Telling me lies.

Makin' up a few... whoo!

Making up a few little
pretties... hey!

Look out, now.

Making up a few pretties
ain't against
any law I know of.

Hey, don't you wish
there was such a rig though?

Hmm?

Then you can go
to that play party

and do a little
hoedown till morning

if you was a-mind to.

And then...

when you was all wore out,

I'd lift you up
onto that surrey,

jump up alongside of you and...

we'd just point the horses home.

♫ I can see the stars
gettin' blurry ♫

♫ When we arrive
back home in the surrey ♫

♫ Riding slowly home
in the surrey ♫

♫ with a fringe on top ♫

♫ I can feel the day
getting older ♫

♫ Feel a sleepy head
near my shoulder ♫

♫ Nodding, drooping,
close to my shoulder ♫

♫ till it falls, kerplop ♫

♫ The sun is swimming
on the rim of a hill ♫

♫ The moon is taking a header ♫

♫ And just as I'm thinking
the earth is still ♫

♫ A lark will wake up
in the meadow ♫

Hush, hush, you bird.

♫ My baby's a-sleepin' ♫

♫ Maybe got a dream
worth a-keepin' ♫

Whoa, you team.

♫ And just
keep a-creepin'□ ♫

♫ at a slow
clip clop ♫

♫ Don't you hurry
with the surrey ♫

♫ with a fringe
on the top ♫

Only...

Only, there ain't no such rig.

What you just said,
you made the whole thing up.

Why'd you come 'round here,
these stories and lies

getting me all
worked up that way?

Talking about the sun swimming
on the hill like it was so.

Laurey...

Who'd want to ride
alongside you anyway?

Oh, why don't you just
grab her and kiss her

when she acts that way, Curly?

She's just aching
for you, too, I bet.

I wouldn't even speak to him

let alone allow him to kiss me,

the bragging, bowlegged,
wish-he'd-had-a-sweetheart bum.

She likes you.
Quite a lot.

Yeah, if she liked me anymore,
she'd sic the dogs out on me.

Listen, Aunt Eller,
I got to know something.

Who's the low filthy sneak
Laurey's got her cap set for?

Oh, that's you.

No, never mind that.

There must be plenty
of men trying to spark her

and she surely leans
to one of them, now, don't she?

Well, now, there's that
fine farmer, Jace Hutchens.

Just this side of Lone Ellum.

And then of course there's
that old widower man
over at Claremore.

Makes out he's a doctor
or a veterinary.

That's what I thought.

Hello.

Hello yourself.

And...

And of course there's
someone much nearer her home,

got her on his mind
most of the time,

so he can't tell a plow
from a threshing machine.

Yup.

Yup. Jud Fry.

That bullet-colored growly man?

Now, don't you say
nothin' against him.

He's the best hired hand I ever had.

Just about runs
this farm by his self.

Well, two women couldn't
do it, you ought know that.

Laurey would take up
with a man like that?

I never said she took up.

I know, but he's around all the time.

And he lives here.

In the smokehouse.

Hi, Eller.

Mornin', Ike.

We're going over to the station.

You need anything in Claremore?

You can take me with you.

There's somethin' on
that train I gotta pick up.

Personal.

Hey, Curly.

Oh, hey, Slim.

Did you get it?

Did I get what?

Did you get that wagon hitched?

Wagon?
What wagon?

There's a crowd of folks
coming from Bushyhead...

to the Box Social.

Curly said maybe
you'd loan us
your big wagon.

Take 'em over to
Mr. Skidmore's ranch.

Well, sure I would.
If he'd asked me.

Yeah, I just got talking
about a lot of other things

but I'll go
hitch up the horses now
if you say it's all right.

Go ahead.
Time we got goin'.

Now, why don't you ask
the girls from Bushyhead

to stop by here
and freshen up?
All right.

It's a long way
to Mr. Skidmore's.

Thanks for the loan
of the wagon, Aunt Eller.

Aunt Eller.

Hey, hi, Will.

Hi, Aunt Eller!

What happened at the fair?

How'd you do with
the steer ropin'?

Oh, I did purdy good.

I won it.

Good boy.
Thank you, Ike.

I hoped you would.

What?
What happened?

Oh, I can't stay
but a minute, Aunt Eller.

I gotta get over to Ado Annie.

Don't you remember,
Pa said if I was ever

worth $50, I could have it.
$50?

Is that what they gave
ya for prize money?
That's right.

Well, if Ado Annie's pa
keeps his promise,

we'll be dancin'
at your wedding.

Well, if he don't
keep his promise,

I'll take it from
right under his nose.

I won't give him the present
I brought for him.

Lookey here, fellas, what
I got for Ado Annie's pa.

Watcha got there?

Oh, excuse us, Aunt Eller.

Huh?

Oh, come on, darling.

You put it up
to your eye like this,

then when you get a good look,

you turn it at the top

and the picture changes.

Well, I'll be side-gaited!

They call it the Little Wonder.

Silly goats.

Why, the hussy!

Why, she ought to be ashamed

of herself.

You too.

How do you turn this thing

to get her out of the picture?

Wait, wait, wait.

I'm gettin' it.
I'm gettin' it.

Did you tell her?

No tellin' what
you've been up to.

I bet you carried on
plenty in Kansas City.

Well, I wouldn't exactly
call it carrying on.

But I sure did see some
things I'd never seen before.

♫ I got to Kansas City on a Friday ♫

♫ By Saturday I learned a thing or two ♫

♫ 'Cause up till then I didn't have an idea ♫

♫ of what the modern
world was coming to ♫

♫ I counted 20 gas buggies
going by themselves ♫

♫ almost every time
I took a walk ♫

♫ Then I put my ear
to a Bell telephone ♫

♫ and a strange woman
started into talk ♫

What next?
Yeah, what?

What next?

♫ Everything's up
to date in Kansas City ♫

♫ They've gone about
as far as they can go ♫

♫ They went and
built a skyscraper ♫

♫ seven stories high ♫

♫ About as high as
a building oughta grow ♫

♫ Everything's like
a dream in Kansas City ♫

♫ It's better than
a magic lantern show ♫

♫ You can turn
the radiator on ♫

♫ whenever you
want some heat ♫

♫ With every kind of comfort,
every house is all complete ♫

♫ You can walk
to privies in the rain ♫

♫ and never wet your feet ♫

♫ They've gone about
as far as they can go ♫

Yes sir!

♫ They've gone about
as far as they can go ♫

Come here.

♫ Everything's up
to date in Kansas City ♫

♫ They've gone about
as far as they can go ♫

♫ They got a big theater
they call a burleekew ♫

♫ For 50 cents you
can see a dandy show ♫
Girls!

♫ One of the girls was
fat and pink and pretty ♫

♫ As round above
as she was round below ♫

♫ I could swear
that she was padded ♫

♫ from her shoulder
to her heel ♫

♫ but later in the second act
she began to peel ♫

♫ She proved that everything
she had was absolutely real ♫

♫ She ran about as
far as she could go ♫

Yes sir!

♫ Ran about as far
as she could go ♫

Watcha doin'?
Hey!

Two-step. It's all
the dancing nowadays.

The waltz is through.

Catch on to it.
One and a two.

One and a two.

'Course they don't do it alone.

Come on, Eller.

♫ And that's about
as far as I can go ♫

Yes sir!

♫ That's about
as far as she can go ♫

Watcha doin' now, Will?

Ragtime.

Seen a couple of fellas
doing it in the street.

Whoa.

Come on, fellas.

Pick this one up.

Watch out, Will.

Come on, now.

I've got ya.

All right, fellas.

Here we go.

(Aunt Eller)
Oh, look at that.

Hey.

Nobody can swing
a rope like that.

Good boy.

Oh, look at that.

Come on, Will.

Will, you do it.

You don't......

Yeehaw!

Come on, Will.

Come on, Cord.

Come on over.

That's not funny.

Cut it out, Will.

I said, cut that out, Will.

No, I'm tellin' ya.

Stop that.
No.

Hold on now.
Watch my feet.

Look at that.

Oh, that's mighty
genius, what that is.

Look at that.

He must be in
Kansas City trouble,

Aunt Eller.

Ain't she got a great smile?

Thank you, ma'am.

Hey, what's going on?

Come on back.

Woo hoo!

Come on now.

Up. Up.

Watch my feet now.

Pick it up now.
Let's go.

♫ All about as
far as we can go ♫

Thank you.
May I?

♫ We've gone as far as we can go ♫

Yoo hoo!

Ado Annie.

Hello, Laurey!

Hello.

My, oh my, Miss Laurey.

Chippety crickets.

How high you have growed up.

Last time I come
to here, you was tiny.

Like a shrimp with freckles.

Now look on you. Woo!

A great big beautiful lady.

Quit bitin' me.

If you had no breakfast,
go get yourself a green apple.

Yeah, all right,
I take my things

up to the house.

No, no, no.

I see you in a minute, baby, eh?

Hey, Will Parker's
back from Kansas City.

Will Parker?

I didn't count on him
being back so soon.

I can see that.

The peddler man's gonna
drive me to the Box Social.

I got sort of a tasty lunch.

Oh, Annie, have you
took up with that peddler man?
Not yet.

But you're promised to
Will Parker, ain't ya?

Well, not what
you might say promised.

I just told him maybe.

Don't you love Will anymore?

Of course I do.

There won't never be
nobody like Will.

What about this peddler man?

They won't never be
nobody like him neither.

Well, which one
do you like the best?

Whatever one I'm with.

You're a silly cow.

Now, Laurey,

you know that nobody
paid me no mind

up until this year

on account of I was scrawny

and flat as a bean pole.

Then I kinda rounded up a little

and now the boys
act different to me.

What's wrong with that?

Well, nothing wrong.

I like it.

I like it so much when
a fella talks purdy to me

that I get all shaky
from horn to hoof.
Don't you?

Can't think what
you're talkin' about.

Don't you feel kind
of sorry for a fella

when he looks like
he wants to kiss ya?

You just can't go
around kissing every man

that asks ya.

Didn't anyone
ever tell you that?

Yeah.

They told me.

♫ It ain't
so much a question ♫

♫ of not knowing
what to do ♫

♫ I know what's
right and wrong ♫

♫ since I've been 1 0 ♫

♫ I heard a lot of stories
and I reckon they are true ♫

♫ about how girls
are put upon by men ♫

♫ I know I mustn't
fall into the pit ♫

♫ but when I'm with
a fella I forget ♫

Oh.

♫ I'm just the girl
who can't say no ♫

♫ I'm in a terrible fix ♫

♫ I always say,
come on, let's go ♫

♫ just when
I oughta say nix ♫

♫ When a person
tries to kiss a girl ♫

♫ I know she ought
to give his face a smack ♫

♫ But as soon as
someone kisses me ♫

♫ I somehow sort of
wanna kiss him back ♫

♫ I'm just a fool
when lights are low ♫

♫ I can't be
prissy and quaint ♫

♫ I ain't the type
that can faint ♫

♫ How can I be
what I ain't? ♫

♫ I can't say no ♫

♫ Watcha gonna do
when a fella gets flirty ♫

♫ and starts
to talk purdy? ♫

♫ Watcha gonna do,
supposin' that he says ♫

♫ that your lips
are like cherries? ♫

♫ Or roses,
or berries ♫

♫ Watcha gonna do? ♫

♫ Supposin' that he says
that you're sweeter ♫

♫ than cream and he's
gotta have cream or die ♫

♫ Watcha gonna do
when he talks that way? ♫

Spit in his eye?
No.

♫ I'm just the girl
who can't say no ♫

♫ Can't seem
to say it at all ♫

♫ I hate
to disappoint a beau ♫

♫ when he is payin' a call ♫

♫ For a while I act
refined and cool ♫

♫ while sittin' on
my velveteen settee ♫

♫ And then I'll think
of that old golden rule ♫

♫ and do for him
what he would do for me ♫

♫ I can't
resist a Romeo ♫

♫ in a sombrero
wearing chaps ♫

♫ Soon as I sit
on their laps ♫

♫ something inside
of me snaps ♫

♫ I can't say no ♫

It's like a I told ya,
I just get sorry for him.

Well, I wouldn't feel sorry
for no man no matter what.

But, see, with Ali Hakim now...

Ali Hakim?

Is that his name?

Yeah.

It's Persian.

Are you sure for certain
you love him better

than you love Will?

Well, I was sure.

But now that Will
has to come back home

and first thing you know
he'll be talkin' purdy to me

and changing my mind back.

But Will wants to marry you.

Well, so does Ali Hakim.

The peddler?

Did he ask you?

Well, not directly.

But how I know is he said to me

this mornin' when we
was ridin' in his buggy,

that he wanted for me
to drive like that

with him to the end
of the world.

Well, if we only drove
as far as Catoosie,

that'd take till
sundown, wouldn't it?

Then we'd have to go somewheres

and spend all night together.

And being together all night

means he wants
a wedding, don't it?

Not to a peddler it don't.

Hey, Aunt Eller.

Hi, yourselves.

Why, it's that peddler.

One that sold me that eggbeater.

Hey, peddler man,
hold your horses.

I wanna talk to you.

You remember what
you told me, hmm?

Told me that eggbeater
would beat up the eggs

and wring out my dishrags
and turn my ice cream freezer,

and I don't know what all.

All right. If the
eggbeater don't work,

I'll give you
something just as good.
Just as good?

It better be a thousand
million times better.

Now, Aunt Eller,
just listen to...

I ain't your Aunt Eller.

Don't you call me Aunt Eller,

you little wart.

Well, don't anybody
wanna buy somethin'?

Well, how about you,
Miss Laurey. Come on.

Must be wanting something,

a purdy young
girl like you, hmm?

Me?

'Course I want something.

I want a buckle made
out of shiny silver

to tassle onto my shoe.

I want a dress with lace.

Want perfume, wanna be purdy.

Wanna smell like
a honeysuckle vine.

Give her a cake of soap.

One thing I heard of,
never had before

a rubber-tired buggy.

Cut glass sugar bowl.

Want things
I can't tell you about,

not only things to look at
and hold in your hands,

but things to happen to you.

Things so nice if they
ever did happen to you

your heart, it'd quit beatin',

you'd fall down dead.

(Ali)
l got just
the thing for you.

The Elixir of Egypt.

What's that?

It's a secret formula.
It belonged to Pharaoh's
daughter.

Smelling salts.

But a special kind
of a smelling salt.

Now, read what it
says on the label here.

"Take a deep breath

and you see
everything clear."

That's what Pharaoh's daughter
used to do, you know?

When she had a hard
problem to decide

like what prince
she oughta marry

or what dress
to wear to a party,

or if she oughtta cut
off somebody's head,

she'd take a whiff of this.

Oh, fiddlesticks.

I'll take a bottle
of this, Mr. Peddler.

Precious stuff.

How much?
Two bits.

Throwin' away your money.

Helps you decide what to do.

Now, don't you
want me to show you

some purdy doo dads, huh?

You know, with lace
around the bottom here

and purdy ribbons
running in and out

What, you mean fancy drawers?

All made in Paris.

Well, I don't wear that
kind of thing myself.

But I sure do like to look at 'em.

Yeah. They're all right
if you ain't going no place.

Why don't you bring
your trappings inside?

Maybe I'll find you
something to eat and drink.

Ma'am.

He is not gonna marry you.

He is. He is.
He said he was. He is.
Well, ask him,
why don't ya?

Ali, me and Laurey
have been having an argument.
About what, baby?

About what you meant
when you said that

about driving with me
to the end of the world.

I didn't really mean
to the end of the world.

Well, then, how far
do you wanna go?

Oh, about as far as,
say, Claremore.

To the hotel.

What's at the hotel?

Look, in front of the hotel

is a veranda.

Veranda.

Inside is a lobby.

Okay.

Upstairs...

Upstairs might be paradise.

I thought they
was just bedrooms.

No.
No?

No, for you and me,
baby, paradise.

You see?

I knew I was right
and Laurey was wrong.

You do wanna marry me, don't ya?

Hey. What did
you just say?

I said, you do wanna
marry me, don't ya?

What did you say?
I didn't say nothin'.

(Will)
Yoo hoo. Ado Annie,
it's me, I'm back.

Oh, foot.

Just when-'Lo Will!

That's Will Parker.

Ado Annie!

Hey!

Woo, Will!

How's my honeybunch?

How's the sweetest
1 1 0-pound of sugar

in the territory?

Will, this is Ali Hakim.

How are ya, Hak?

Don't mind the way I talk.
It's all right.

I'm gonna marry her.

Marry her.

On purpose?

Well, sure.
No such of a thing.

No, no, it's a
wonderful thing
to be married.

Listen, I got a brother
in Persia got six wives.

Six wives?

All at once?
Sure.

It's the way they
do it in them countries.

No. No.
Not always.

Got another brother in Persia

got only one wife.
Yeah, he's a bachelor.

Come here.

Look Will... Look Will nothing.

Know what I got for
first prize at the fair?

$50!

$50!

Catch on? Your pa
promised I can marry ya

if I could get $50.

That's right.
He did.

Know what
I done with it?
Huh?

Spent it all
on presents for you.

But if you spent it,
then you ain't
got the cash.

What I got's worth
more than the cash.

Fella who sold me
the stuff told me.

But Will...

Stop saying, "But Will."

When do I get a little kiss?

Ado Annie, honey, you ain't been

off of my mind since I left.

All the time at the fairgrounds.

Even when I was chasing steers.

I'd rope one under the hooves

and I'd pull him up sharp.

And he'd land
on his little rump.

Then I'd think of you.

Don't start talkin' purdy, Will.

See a lot of beautiful
gals in Kansas City,
didn't give one a look.

How could you see 'em
if you didn't give 'em a look?

I mean I didn't look loving at 'em.

Like the way I look at you.

Oh, Will.

Please don't look at me that way.

I can't bear it.

Ain't gonna stop looking like this

till you give me
a little old kiss.

Oh, what's a little old kiss?

No.

No.
No, I won't.

♫ Supposin' I say that
your lips are like cherries ♫

♫ roses or berries,
watcha gonna do? ♫

♫ Can't you feel my heart
palpitatin' and a bumpin'? ♫

♫ Waitin' for somethin',
somethin' nice from you ♫

No.
♫ I gotta get a kiss ♫

♫ and it's gotta be quick or
I'll jump in a creek and die ♫

♫ What's a girl to say
when you talk that way? ♫

Well, now, howdy.

How y'all doin'?

Good to see ya.

♫ Oh, what a beautiful mornin' ♫

♫ Oh, what a beautiful day ♫

♫ I got a beautiful feelin' ♫

♫ Everything's goin' my way ♫

Hey, don't forget, Aunt Eller,

you and me's
got a date together.

And if you make up a nice lunch,

Well, maybe I'll bid for it.

Oh, how we gettin' there, Curly?

In that rig you made up?

I'll ride a-straddle
of them lights a-winkin'
like lightenin' bugs!

That there ain't no made-up rig,

you hear me?
l hired it
over to Claremore.

Lands, you did?

Sure did.
Purdy one, too.

Changed my mind about
cleaning the hen house today.

Leavin' it till tomorrow.

I gotta to quit early
'cause I'm drivin' Laurey

over to the party tonight.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

You're drivin' Laurey?

Asked her.

Curly, why don't
you take the wagon

down to the trough and
get the team some water?

Yeah.
Right away, Aunt Eller.

That's a right smart turnout.

♫ The wheels are yella,
the upholstery's brown ♫

♫ the dashboard's
genuine leather ♫

♫ with isinglass curtains
you can roll right down ♫

♫ in case there's
a change in the weather ♫

Can I come, too, Curly?

Just love to watch
the way ya handle horses.

That's about all
I can handle, I guess.

I can't believe that.

Not from what I heard about ya.

♫ Ain't no finer rig
I'm a-thinkin'
that I care to swap ♫

♫ for that shiny little surrey
with a fringe on the top ♫

Come on, boys,
better get those hampers

out under the trees
where it's cool.

Looks like Curly's took off
with that Cummings girl.

Oh, what do I care about that?

Well, I thought
Curly was supposed
to be stuck on you.

Well, I'd say he ain't
stuck on her no more.

Seeing is believing.

Bye bye, Curly.

Stop it.

Well, that's right.

You'll make her cry.

How would you like it
if you lost your man?

It's all right.

It's so sad.

Don't you pay 'em
no mind, Laurey.

♫ Why should a woman
who is healthy and strong ♫

♫ blubber like a baby
if her man goes away? ♫

♫ Weepin' and a-wailin'
how he's done her wrong ♫

♫ That's one thing
you'll never hear me say ♫

♫ Never gonna think
that the man I lose ♫

♫ is the only
man among men ♫

♫ I'll snap my fingers
to show I don't care ♫

♫ I'll buy me a brand
new dress to wear ♫

♫ I'll scrub my neck
and I'll brush my hair ♫

♫ and start all over again ♫

♫ Many a new face
will please my eye ♫

♫ Many a new love
will find me ♫

♫ Never have I once
looked back to sigh ♫

♫ over the romance
behind me ♫

♫ Many a new day
will dawn before I do ♫

♫ Many a light lad
may kiss and fly ♫

♫ a kiss gone by is bygone ♫

♫ Never have I asked
an August sky ♫

♫ where has last July gone? ♫
I never say that.

♫ Never have I wandered
through the rye ♫

♫ wondering where
has some guy gone ♫

♫ Many a new day
will dawn before I do ♫

Miss Laurey, in jest, of course.

Really?

Howdy, ma'am.
Hi.

♫ Many a new face
will please my eye ♫

♫ Many a new love
will find me ♫

♫ Never have I once
looked back to sigh ♫

♫ over the romance behind me ♫

♫ Many a new day
will dawn before I do ♫

♫ Never have I
chased the honeybee ♫

♫ who carelessly
cajoled me ♫

♫ Somebody else
just sweet as he ♫

♫ cheered me
and consoled me ♫

♫ Never have I wept
into my tea ♫

♫ over the deal
someone doled me ♫

♫ Many a new day will dawn ♫

♫ Many a red sun will set ♫

♫ Many a blue moon
will shine ♫

♫ before I do ♫

♫ Many a red sun will set ♫

♫ Many a blue moon
will shine ♫

♫ before I do ♫

It's...

Thanks a lot.

Ali Hakim.

Hello, kiddo.

Not sure I'm sorry
to see you so happy.

'Cause what I gotta
tell ya is gonna

make you miserable.

I gotta marry Will.

Oh, well, that's
sad news for me.

Well, he is a fine fellow.

Don't try to hide
your feelings, Ali,
I can't stand it.

I'd rather you
just come right out

and say your heart
is busted in two.

Are you positive
you got to marry Will?

Sure shootin'.

And there's no chance for
you to change your mind?

No chance.

All right, then,
my heart is busted in two.

Oh, Ali, you do make up
purdy things to say.

Is that you, Annie?

Hello, Pa.

Watcha been shootin'?

Rabbits.

Is that true what
I hear about Will Parker

gettin' $50?

That's right, Pa.

And he wants to hold you
to your promise.

Too bad.

Still and all, I can't
go back on my word.

See, Ali Hakim?

I advise you to get
the money off of him

before he loses it all.

Put it in your stocking
or inside your corset

where he can't get at it.

Or can he?

But, Pa, he ain't
exactly kept it.

He spent it all on presents.

You see?
I told ya.

Now he can't have ya.

I said it had to be $50 cash.

Is that fair,
Mr. Carnes?

Who the hell are you?

Well, this is Ali Hakim.

Well, shut your face
or I'll fill your behind

so full of buckshot,
you'll be walking around

like a duck the rest of your life.

Ali...

if I don't have to marry Will,

maybe your heart don't
have to be busted in two,

like you said.

I did not say that.
Oh, yes you did.

No, I did not.

You tryin' to make out
that my daughter's a liar?

No. I'm just
making it clear

of what a liar I am if
she's telling the truth.

What else you been
saying to my daughter?

Oh, an awful lot.

When?

Last night in the moonlight.
Where?

Alongside a haystack.

Listen, Mr. Carnes...

I'm listenin'.

What else you been sayin'?

He called me his Persian kitten.

Why'd you call her that?

I don't remember.
I do.

He said I was like a Persian kitten

'cause they was the cats
with the soft around the tails.
That's enough.

In this part of the country
that better be
a proposal of marriage.

See?
That's what I thought.

What do you think?

Look, Mr. Carnes...

I'm lookin'.

I'm no good.
Look, I'm a peddler.

A peddler travels

up and down and all around.

And you'd hardly ever
see your daughter no more.

That'll be all right.

Take care of her...

son.

Take care of my little rosebud.

Aw, Pa, that's purdy.

You sure for certain you
can bear to let me go, Pa?

Are you sure, Mr. Carnes?

Just try changin' my mind.

See what happens to ya.

Ali Hakim, ain't it wonderful?

Pa makin' up our minds for us.

He won't change, neither,

once he gives his word
that you can have me.

Well, you've got me.

I know. I gotcha.

Mrs. Ali Hakim,
the peddler's bride.

Ah! Wait'll I tell the girls.

Hey, girls, guess what?

I'm gonna become a bride!

Fathers with shotguns, trapped.

Tricked.

Hoodblinked.

Ambushed.

♫ Friend,
what's on your mind? ♫

♫ Why do you walk
around and around? ♫

♫ With your hands
folded behind ♫

♫ and your chin
scraping the ground ♫

Twenty minutes ago
I am free like a breeze.

Free like a bird
in the woodland wild.

Free like a gypsy.

Free like a child.

I'm unattached.

Twenty minutes ago
I can do what I please.

Flick my cigar ashes on the rug.

Dunk with a doughnut.

Drink from a jug.

Hey, I'm a happy man.

I'm minding my own
business like I oughtta.

Ain't meaning
any harm to anyone.

I'm talking
to a certain
farmer's daughter

and then I'm looking
down the muzzle of a gun.

♫ It's getting so you
can't have any fun ♫

♫ Every daughter has
a father with a gun ♫

A big gun they got on them.

♫ It's a scandal,
it's an outrage ♫

♫ how a gal gets
a husband today ♫

♫ If you make one mistake,
then the moon is bright ♫

♫ then they tie you
to a contract ♫

♫ so you'll
make it every night ♫

♫ It's a scandal,
it's an outrage ♫

♫ when her family
surrounds you and say ♫

♫ you gotta take and make
an honest woman outta Nell ♫

♫ To make you make her honest,
she will lie like hell ♫

♫ It's a scandal,
it's an outrage ♫

♫ on our manhood it's a blot ♫

You got it.

♫ Where is the leader
who will save us ♫

♫ from being
the first man to be shot ♫

What, me?
Yes, you.

Get outta here.
♫ It's a scandal,
it's an outrage ♫

♫ just a wink
and a kiss and you're through ♫

♫ You're a mess
and in less than a year ♫

♫ by heck, there's a baby
on your shoulder ♫

♫ making bubbles
on your neck ♫

♫ It's a scandal,
it's an outrage ♫

♫ any farmer will
tell you it's true ♫

♫ A rooster
in a chicken coop ♫

♫ is better off than man ♫

♫ He ain't
the special property ♫

♫ of just one hen ♫

♫ It's a scandal,
it's an outrage ♫

♫ We could fight
if we were drilled ♫

♫ We've gotta
make a revolution ♫

♫ So you make hay
while I get killed ♫

Hey, hey, hey.

Come here.

Fathers with shotguns.

Ah!

Fathers with shotguns.
Ah!

Come on.
Ah!

Ah!
Ah!

Ah!
Ah!
Ah!

Revolution!

♫ It's a problem
we must solve ♫

♫ We gotta start
a revolution ♫

All right, boys.
Come on.

♫ It's a scandal,
it's an outrage ♫

♫ It's a problem
we must crack ♫

Look, there he is!

♫ I've got the answer ♫

♫ I go away and
don't come back ♫

I gotta get
home right now.
I gotta run.

I got places I gotta go.

Gotta get your hamper packed.

Well, you sure do
have a lot of company.

Hello, Laurey.

Just packing your hamper now?

I've been busy.

You got gooseberry tarts, too.

I wonder if they
is as light as mine.

Mine would like to float away

if you blew on 'em.

I did blow on one of mine

and it broke into
a million pieces.

Well, ain't you funny.

Gertie, why don't
you come inside
and cool off?

You comin' inside
with me, Curly?

Not just yet.

Well, don't be too long.

And don't forget, when
the auction starts tonight,

mine's the biggest hamper.

So, that's the Cummings girl
I hear so much talk of.

You seen her before, ain't ya?

Yeah.

But not since she got so old.

Never did see anyone
get so peaked looking

in such a short time.

Yeah, and she says
she's only 1 8.

I bet ya she's 1 9.

Watcha got in your hamper?

Oh, just some old meat pies

and apple jelly.

Nothing like what
Gertie Cummings

has got in her basket.

So you...

you're really gonna drive
to the Box Social tonight

with that Jud feller?

Reckon so. Why?

Nothin'.

Well, it's just that everybody

seems to expect me to take you.

Then maybe it's just
as well you ain't.

We don't want people
talking about us, do we?

You think people
do talk about us?

You know how they are.
Like a swarm of mud wasps

always gotta be
buzzin' about somethin'.

Well, what are they sayin'?

Oh, that you're stuck on me.

Most of the talk is
that you're stuck on me.

Well, I can't imagine how
these ugly rumors start.

Me neither.

♫ Why do they think up
stories that link ♫

♫ my name with yours? ♫

♫ Why do the neighbors
chatter all day ♫

♫ behind their doors? ♫

♫ I know a way
to prove what they say ♫

♫ is quite untrue ♫

♫ Here is the gist,
a practical list of don'ts ♫

♫ for you ♫
Uh huh.

♫ Don't throw
bouquets at me ♫
Oh.

♫ Don't please
my folks too much ♫
Aunt Eller?

♫ Don't laugh at
my jokes too much ♫

♫ People will say
we're in love ♫

Who laughs at your jokes?

♫ Don't sigh
and gaze at me ♫

♫ Your sighs
are so like mine ♫

♫ Your eyes mustn't
glow like mine ♫

♫ People will say
we're in love ♫

♫ Don't start
collecting things ♫

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Like what?

♫ Give me my rose
and my gloves ♫

No, no, no.

♫ Sweetheart,
they're suspecting things ♫

♫ People will say we're in love ♫

♫ Some people claim
that you are to blame ♫

♫ as much as I ♫

♫ Why do you take
the trouble to bake ♫

♫ my favorite pie? ♫
It is?

♫ Granting your wish
I carved our initials ♫

♫ on the tree ♫

♫ Just keep a slice of
all the advice you give ♫

♫ so free ♫
Uh huh.

♫ Don't praise
my charm too much ♫

♫ Don't look
so vain with me ♫

Vain?

♫ Don't stand
in the rain with me ♫

♫ People will say
we're in love ♫

♫ Don't take
my arm too much ♫

Let go.

♫ Don't keep
your hand in mine ♫

♫ Your hand feels
so grand in mine ♫

♫ People will say
we're in love ♫

♫ Don't dance
all night with me ♫

♫ till the stars
fade from above ♫

♫ They'll see it's
all right with me ♫

♫ People will say
we're in love ♫

Don't you reckon you could just

tell that Jud fella you'd
rather go with me tonight?

Curly...

Hmm?

No, I couldn't.

You couldn't.

Well, I think I'll go
down to the smokehouse

where Jud's at

just to see what's
so elegant about him,

makes girls wanna
go to parties with him.

Curly.
What?

Nothin'.

♫ Don't sigh ♫

♫ and gaze at me ♫

♫ Your sighs ♫

♫ are so like mine ♫

♫ Your eyes mustn't... ♫

You got your hamper packed?

Oh, Aunt Eller.

Yes, nearly.

Would you like a hanky?

What do I want
with an old hanky?

Well, you got a
smudge on your cheek.

No. Just
under your eye.

Aunt Eller, don't
go to Skidmore's
with Curly tonight.

If you do I'll have to
ride with Jud all alone.

Well, that's the way
you wanted it, ain't it?

No.

But I did it 'cause
Curly was so fresh.

But I'm afraid to tell
Jud I won't go with him,
Aunt Eller.

He'd do somethin' terrible.

Well, you ever been down that
old smokehouse where he's at?

Yeah, plenty of times.

Did you see them pictures
he's got tacked onto the walls?

Yeah.

I seen 'em.

Don't you pay them no heed.

There's somethin' wrong
inside of him, Aunt Eller.

I hook my door at night
and fasten my windows again.

Again.

What?

It.

And the sound of feet
walkin' on down out there

under that tree outside my room.

Laurey...

I know what I'm talkin' about.

You crazy yellin'.

Now, you stop
acting like a chicken

that's had its head cut off.

Laurey.

Now, Laurey, I got to thinkin'

about how you don't have
a right lot to wear,

except your mother's
old wedding dress.

And I, well,
I saved up my pennies

and I got you somethin'.

What is it?

Well, now...

Aunt Eller!

Oh my Lord.

Thank you so much.

Yeah, well, try it on.

It's beautiful.
Yes.

Well, open it, can't ya?

Howdy.

What do you want?

Well, I done got
through my business

up here at the house,
I just thought

I'd pay you a call.

You got a gun, I see.

Good one. Colt. 45.

Wooee, watcha do with it?

Shoot things.

Oh.

Hey, that there pink picture's

a naked woman, ain't it?

Your eyes don't lie to you.

She's plumb star
naked as a jaybird.

Actually, no.
No, she ain't.
Not quite.

She got a couple
a thing-a-bobs
tied on her there.

Shucks. That ain't
a thing to what I got here.

Take a look at that top one.

Whew.
I'll go blind.

That'd give me
ideas, that would.

That's a dinger, that is.

Oh yeah, that sure is a dinger.

Hey, that's a good lookin'
rope you got there.

Hey, you know Will Parker?

Yeah, well, he can
sure spin a rope.

It's a strong hook
you got there, Jud.

You can hang yourself on that.

I could what?

Uh, uh, hang yourself.

Well, yeah, it'd...

it'd be as easy
as falling off a log.

Matter of fact you could
stand on a log or a chair,

if you'd rather,
right about here, see?

Just put this here
around your neck,

tie that good up there
first, of course.

And all you'd have to do
would be to fall off the log.

Or the chair, whichever
you'd rather fall off of.

And in five minutes or less
with good luck you'd be,

you'd be dead as a doornail.

What do you mean by that?

Well, then, and folks
would come to your funeral

and sing sad songs.

Oh, they would.

Well, you never know
how many people like ya

till you're dead.

You know...

you'd probably be laid out
in that parlor

all decked out
in your best suit.

Your hair combed down slick
in a high starched collar.

Hmm?

Would there be
any flowers, you think?

Sure would.

And palms, too,
all around your coffin.

And then, then folks
would gather around you

and the men
would bare their heads

and the women, the women
would sniffle softly.

Well, some would probably faint.

You know, the ones
that took a shine to you

when you was alive.

Women never took a shine to me.

Oh, lots of women.

You see, they don't
never come right out

and show you how they feel
unless you die first.

I guess that's so.

They sure would
sing loud, though,
when the singing started.

Sing like
their hearts are breaking.

♫ Poor Jud is dead ♫

♫ Poor Jud Fry is dead ♫

♫ All gather around
his coffin now and cry ♫

♫ He had a heart of gold
and he wasn't very old ♫

♫ Oh, why did such
a fella have to die? ♫

♫ Poor Jud is dead ♫

♫ Poor Jud Fry is dead ♫

♫ He's looking
oh so peaceful and serene ♫

♫ And serene ♫

♫ He's all laid out to rest ♫

♫ with his hands
across his chest ♫

♫ His fingernails have
never been so clean ♫

Then the preacher would
get up and he'd say,

"Folks, we gathered here
today to moan and groan

"over our brother Jud Fry.

"Hung his self up
by a rope in the smokehouse."

Then there'd be
weepin' and wailin'

from some of those women.

Then he'd say, Jud was
the most misunderstood man
in the territory.

People used to think that
he was a mean ugly fella.

And they called him
a dirty skunk

and an ornery pig stealer.

♫ But the folks
that really knowed him ♫

♫ know that beneath
them two dirty shirts ♫

♫ he always wore
there beat a heart ♫

♫ as big as all outdoors ♫

♫ As big as
all outdoors ♫

♫ Jud Fry loved
his fellow man ♫

♫ He loved
his fellow man ♫

♫ He loved the birds
of the forests ♫

♫ and the beasts
of the field ♫

♫ He loved the mice
and the vermin in the barn ♫

♫ and he treated the rats
like equals, which was right ♫

Oh, and he loved
the little children.

No, no, no, he loved
everybody and everything
in the whole world.

Only he never let on
so nobody ever knowed it.

♫ Poor Jud is dead,
poor Jud Fry is dead ♫

♫ His friends
will weep and wail ♫

♫ for miles around ♫

♫ Miles around ♫

♫ The daisies in the dell will
give out a different smell ♫

♫ Because poor Jud
is underneath the ground ♫

♫ Poor Jud is dead ♫

♫ A candle lights his head ♫

♫ He's layin' in a coffin
made of wood ♫

♫ Wood ♫

♫ And folks
are feelin' sad ♫

♫ 'cause they used
to treat him bad ♫

♫ And now they know their
friend has gone for good ♫

♫ Good ♫

♫ Poor Jud is dead ♫

♫ A candle lights his head ♫

♫ He's lookin'
oh so purdy ♫

♫ and so nice ♫

Shh, shh, shh.

♫ He looks like
he's asleep ♫

♫ It's a shame
that he won't keep ♫

♫ But it's summer and
we're running out of ice ♫

♫ Poor Jud ♫

Yes sir.

That's how it'd be.

That sure would be
an interesting funeral.

I wouldn't wanna miss it.

Wouldn't wanna miss it, huh?

Maybe you will.

Maybe you'd go first.

Maybe.

Yeah...

Let's see now.

Where'd you work at
before you come up here?

It's up by Quapaw, wasn't it?

Yeah.

Before that, over by Tulsa.

Lousy they was
to me, both of 'em.

Always makin' out
they were better.

Always treatin' me like dirt.

What'd you do?
Did you get even?

If it'd ever come
to gettin' even

with somebody,
I'd know how to do it.

That?

No.

There's safer ways than that
if you use your brain.

You remember that fire
on the Bartlett farm

over by Sweetwater?

About five years ago,
terrible accident.

That burned up the father,
mother, and daughter.

Yeah, well, that there
weren't no accident.

Fella told me the hired hand

was stuck on the Bartlett girl

and he found her in the hay loft

with another feller.

And it was him
that burnt the place?

Took him weeks
to get up the kerosene.

Buying it up at different times.

The fella who told me,
made out like

it happened in Missouri,

but I knowed all along
it was the Bartlett farm.

What a liar he was.

And kind of a murderer too.

Wasn't he?

Let's get a little air in here.

You ain't told me yet
what business
you have here.

We ain't got no
cattle to sell ya,

there are no cow ponies

and the oat crop's
done spoke for.

You sure relieved
my mind considerable.

There can only be
one other thing

you want on this farm.

It better not be that.

But that's just what it is.

Better not be.

You stay away
from her, you hear?

A fellow wouldn't feel
very safe in here with you,

Jud, if he didn't know ya.

But I know ya.

See, in this country,
there's two things

you can do if you're a man.

Live outdoors is one

and livin'
in a hole is the other.

As long as you live
in a hole, you're scared.

You gotta have protection.

Yeah, you can have
muscles like iron

and still be as weak
as an empty bladder

unless you got things
to barb your hide with.

How'd you get to be
the way you are anyway?

You're sittin' here
in this filthy hole

thinkin' the way
you're thinkin'.

You oughta do something
healthy once in a while.

Instead of staying
shut up in here

crawling and festering.

Well, you oughta feel better now.

That's hard on the roof though.

Well, I wish you'd let me
show you something.

You see that
knothole over there,

about as big as a dime?

See it a-winkin'?

I just wanna
see if I can hit it.

Well, that's a bullet
right through the center.

Slick as a whistle,
without touchin', didn't I?

See, I knowed I could do it.

You saw it, didn't ya?

Why someone's comin', I expect.

Who fired off that gun?

Curly, was that you?

Well, don't just
sit there, you lummy.

Answer when
you're spoken to.
I shot once.

Well, what was you shootin' at?

See that knothole over there?

I see lots of knotholes.

Yeah, well, it was one of them.

Well, ain't you a pair
of purdy nothins, huh?

Pickin' away at knotholes
and scaring everybody
half to death.

I oughta give you a Dutch rub

and iron the
craziness outta you.

It's all right.
Ain't nobody hurt.

Just a pair of fools
swapping noises.

Mind if I visit with you gents?

Yeah, it's good to get away

from the women for awhile, huh?

Now, then.

We are by ourselves.

I got a few purdies.

Private knick knacks
to show you, special
for the men folks.

I'll see you gentlemen later.
I gotta get a surrey
I hired for tonight.

Who do you think you're
takin' in that surrey?

Aunt Eller.

And Laurey,
if she'll come with me.

She won't.

Maybe she will.

She promised to go with me.

She better not change her mind.

She better not!

Now, I want you
to look at these.

Straight from Paris.

I don't want none
of them things now.

I'll tell you what
I'd like if you got one.

You ever heard
of one of them things

you call the Little Wonder?

It's a thing you
hold up to your eye

to see pictures.

Only that ain't
all there is to it.

Not quite.

It's got a jigger onto it.

And you touch it and
down springs a sharp blade.

On a spring, huh?

You say to a feller,
look through this

and then when he's lookin',

you snap the blade out.

It's just above
his chest and then,

bang, down you go.

That's a good joke
to play on a friend.

No.

I don't like to
handle things like that.

It's too dangerous.

Now, what I'd like to show you

is my new stock of postcards.

I'm sick of them things.

Now, I'm gonna
get me a real woman.

I'm tired of all these
pictures of women.

So, you want a real woman, huh?

Yeah.

Say...

you ever happen
to hear of a girl

named Ado Annie?

I don't want her.

I don't want her either,
but I got her.

I don't want nothin'
from no peddler man.

I want real things!

What am I doin'?

Crawlin' and festerin'.

What am I doin'
in this lousy smokehouse?

♫ The floor creaks ♫

♫ The door squeaks ♫

♫ There's a field mouse
nibblin' on the broom ♫

♫ And I sit by myself
like a cobweb on a shelf ♫

♫ by myself
in a lonely room ♫

♫ But when there's
a moon in my winder ♫

♫ And it slants down
a beam across my bed ♫

♫ and the shadow of a tree
starts a dancin' on the wall ♫

♫ and a dream starts
dancin' in my head ♫

♫ And all of the things
that I wish for ♫

♫ turn out like
I want them to be ♫

♫ And I'm better than
that smart aleck cowhand ♫

♫ who thinks
he's better than me ♫

♫ And the girl
that I want ♫

♫ ain't afraid
of my arms ♫

♫ And her own soft
arms keep me warm ♫

♫ And her long tangled hair
falls across my face ♫

♫ just like a rain
in a storm ♫

♫ The floor creeks ♫

♫ The door squeaks ♫

♫ And the mouse starts
nibblin' on the broom ♫

♫ And the sun
flicks my eyes ♫

♫ It was all
a pack of lies ♫

♫ I'm awake
in a lonely room ♫

♫ I ain't gonna dream
about her arms no more ♫

♫ I ain't gonna leave her alone ♫

♫ Goin' outside, get myself a bride ♫

♫ Get me a woman to call my own ♫

To your house.

A dog?

Look at that.
Did you see that?

Come on, now.
Take a card.

Girls, could you
go somewhere else
and tell fortunes?

I gotta be here by myself.

She brought out
old smelling salts

the peddler tried to sell us.

Well, it ain't smelling salts

that's gonna make
my mind up for me.

Well, look at me
take a good whiff now.

That's the camphor.

Please, girls, go away.

Hey, Laurey,

is it true you're gonna
let Jud take you tonight

instead of Curly?

Tell you about it
when I think
everything out clear.

Beginning to see
things clear already.

I can tell you what you want.

♫ Out of your dreams
and into his arms ♫

♫ you long to fly ♫

♫ You don't need
Egyptian smelling salts ♫

♫ to tell you why ♫

♫ Out of your dreams
and into the hush ♫

♫ of falling shadows ♫

♫ When the mist is low ♫

♫ And stars are
breaking through ♫

♫ Then out of your
dreams you'll go ♫

♫ into a dream come true ♫

♫ Make up your mind,
make up your mind, Laurey ♫

♫ Laurey, dear,
make up your own ♫

♫ make up your own story ♫

♫ Laurey, dear ♫

♫ OI' Pharaoh's daughter
won't tell you what to do ♫

♫ Ask your heart ♫

♫ Whatever it
tells you will be true ♫

♫ Out of my dreams
and into your arms ♫

♫ I long to fly ♫

♫ I will come
as evening comes ♫

♫ to woo a waiting sky ♫

♫ Out of my dreams
and into the hush ♫

♫ of falling shadows ♫

♫ When the mist is low ♫

♫ and stars are
breaking through ♫

♫ And out of
my dreams I'll go ♫

♫ into a dream with you ♫

No!

Laurey?

Wake up, Miss Laurey.

It's time to start
for the party.

Come on. Come on.

Over there. Come on.

That's it. Watch it.

Whoa. Whoa. Whoa.

Hey, I'm talkin'
to you, Chalmers,
you stupid mule.

You just drop that schoolhouse.

I never understood
you cow folks.

Hey, hey, hey.
Come on now.
Now, stop that right now.

Come on, let me at him.

Now, I'll tell you what.

Hey, Aunt Eller,
what's going on?

♫ The farmer and the
cowman should be friends ♫

♫ Oh, the farmer and the
cowman should be friends ♫

♫ One man likes
to push a plow ♫

♫ The other likes
to chase a cow ♫

♫ But that's no reason
why they can't be friends ♫

♫ Territory folks
should stick together ♫

♫ Territory folks
should all be pals ♫

♫ Cowboys dance
with the farmers' daughters ♫

♫ Farmers dance
with the ranchers' gals ♫

♫ Territory folks
should stick together ♫

♫ Territory folks
should all be pals ♫

♫ Farmers dance
with the farmers' daughters ♫

♫ Farmers dance
with the ranchers' gals ♫

(Aunt Eller)
Come on, now.
That's right.

What's the matter, Curly,
don't you know how to dance?

This is probably the only
dance you're gonna get.

Fred, will you help
me out now, will ya?
Come on. Listen.

♫ I'd like to say
a word for the farmer ♫
Just say it.

♫ He come out West
and made a lot of changes ♫

♫ He come out West
and built a lot of fences ♫
You say it, Will.

♫ And built 'em right
across our cattle ranges ♫
That's right.

Why don't those dirt scratchers

stay in Missouri
where they belong?

Hell, we got as much
right here as anybody else.

Let me at him.
Stop now.

You reckon so?
I reckon so.

Hey. Shut up.

♫ The farmer is a good
and thrifty citizen ♫
He's thrifty all right.

♫ No matter what the
cowman says or thinks ♫

♫ You'll seldom see him
drinking at a bar room ♫

♫ Unless somebody else
is buying drinks ♫

You can't say that
about farmers.

♫ The cowman
should be friends ♫

♫ Oh, the farmer and the
cowman should be friends ♫

♫ The cowman ropes
a cow with his ease ♫

♫ The farmer steals
their butter and cheese ♫

♫ But that's no reason
why they can't be friends ♫

♫ Territory folks
should stick together ♫

♫ Territory folks
should all be pals ♫

♫ Cowboys dance with
the farmers' daughters ♫

♫ Farmers dance with
the ranchers' gals ♫

♫ I'd like to say
a word for the cowboy ♫
Oh, you would.

♫ The road he treads
is difficult and stony ♫

♫ He rides for days
on end with just
a pony for a friend ♫

♫ I sure am feeling
sorry for the pony ♫

♫ The farmer should be
sociable with the cowboy ♫

♫ if he rides by and
asks for food and water ♫

♫ Don't treat him like a louse ♫

♫ Make him welcome
in your house ♫

♫ But make sure that you
lock up your wife and daughter ♫

Now, that's not right, now.

Ah, who needs
an old farm woman anyway?

Noticed you married one
so as you could
get a square meal.

Yeah, you can't talk
that way about our womenfolk.

Would you shut up?
He can say
what he wants to say.

Now, you stop that.
Come on. Hey!

Ain't nobody gonna
slug out anything.

This here is a party.

Sing it, Andrew.

♫ Dum diddy um dum dum ♫

♫ The farmer and the
cowman should be friends ♫

♫ Oh, the farmer and the
cowman should be friends ♫

♫ One man likes
to push a plow ♫

♫ The other likes
to chase a cow ♫

♫ But that's no reason
why they can't be friends ♫

♫ And when this
territory is a state ♫

♫ and joins the union
just like all the others ♫

♫ The farmer and the
cowman and the merchant ♫

♫ must all behave their selves
and act like brothers ♫

♫ I'd like to teach
y'all a little saying ♫

♫ And learn these words
by heart the way you should ♫

♫ I don't say I'm no better
than anybody else ♫

♫ But I'll be damned
if I ain't just as good ♫

♫ I don't say I'm no
better than anybody else ♫

♫ but I'll be damned
if I ain't just as good ♫

♫ Territory folks
should stick together ♫

♫ Territory folks
should all be pals ♫

♫ Cowboys dance with
the farmers' daughters ♫

♫ Farmers dance with
the ranchers' gals ♫

Thanks.

I gotcha.

I'm tellin' ya.

♫ Territory folks
should stick together ♫

♫ Territory folks
should all be pals ♫

♫ Cowboys dance with
the farmers' daughters ♫

♫ Farmers dance with
the ranchers' gals ♫

Boy, I'll tell ya.

Come on, everybody.

It's time to start
the Box Social.

Gentlemen, y'all know the rules.

Gotta bid blind.

You ain't supposed
to know what girl

goes with what hamper.

'Course if your sweetheart's
told you that hers is done up

in a certain kind of way
with a certain color ribbon,

well, that ain't my fault.

Now we're gonna auction
with all of the hampers

up around the wagon.
Follow me. Come on now.

Thank you, honey.
You all right now?

Oh, here we go.

My favorite moment.

Psst.

Hello, young fellow.
Oh, it's you.

I was just hoping
to meet up with you.

It seems like you and me
ought to have a little talk.

We only got one
thing to talk about.

Well, Mr. Hakim,
I hear you got

yourself engaged to Ado Annie.

Yeah... Well, nothing.

I don't know what to call you.

You ain't pretty
enough for a skunk,

you ain't skinny
enough for a snake.

You're too little to be a man

and too big to be a mouse.

I reckon you're a rat.

That's logical.

Hey, answer me
one question.
Do you really love her?

'Cause if I
thought you didn't,
I'd tie you up in this bag

and I'd drop you in the river.

Are you serious about her?
Yes, I'm serious.

Would you spend every
cent you had for her?

That's what I did.

See that bag full of presents?

Cost me 50 bucks.

All I had in the world.

If you had $50 cash...

I'd have Ado Annie
and you'd lose her.

Yes.

I'd lose her.

Let's see what you got in here,

I might want to buy something.

What would you want with them?

I'm a peddler, ain't I?

I buy and sell.
You know, maybe
I'd pay you real money.

Maybe as much as, well, a lot.

Ah.

What a beautiful hot water bag.

Well, now, it looks French.

It must've cost plenty.

I'll give you $8 for it.

$8?
That wouldn't be honest.

I only paid $3.50.

All right.
All right.

I said I'd give ya
$8 for it, and I will.

Say...

That's a crackerjack.

Take your hands off that.

That was for our wedding night.

Yeah, don't fit you so good.

I'll pay you $22.

I only paid...

All right.
All right.

$22.50.
Not a cent more.

You wanna buy some more?

I might.

You ever see
one of these things?

What made you buy this for?
You got it in for somebody?

What do you mean?
It's just funny pictures.
That's all
you think it is.

Well, it's
more than that.
Where is everybody?
Where's Aunt Eller?

At the auction, Laurey.

(Jud)
Laurey! Laurey!

How much you
give me for this thing?

I don't like to handle
things like this.

You don't know what it is.

(Will)
It's just a girl
in pink tights.

Either you two seen Laurey?

Just went over yonder.
Auction's going on there.

Hey, Jud, you know,
here's one of them things

you was lookin' for,
the Little Wonder.

How much?

$3.50.

That's a lot of money.

But I got an idea
it might be worth it.

Here's 4.

Four and...

Now, let's see.
$3.50 from him.

$45.50 from you.

That makes $50, don't it?

(Ali)
No, $1 short.

(Will)
How much for the rest
of the stuff in the bag?

(Ali)
One dollar.
(Will)
Done.

And when I tell her pa who
I got most of the money off,

maybe he'll change
his mind about who's smart

and who's dumb.

Say, young fella, you know,

you certainly buncoed me.

Hey, Aunt Eller.

Two more hampers over here.

These here are
the last two hampers.

Whose they are
I ain't got no idea.

Oh, that one's mine.

And the one next
to it's Laurey's.

Well, that's the
end of that secret.

Now, what do I hear
for Ado Annie's hamper?

I'll give you
two bits.
Four.

Four.
Who says six?

Slim?

Ain't nobody hungry no more?

What about you peddler man?

Six bits.

Come on.
Six bits.

Six bits ain't enough
for a lunch like
Ado Annie can make.

What about you, Mike?

You won her last year.

Yeah, that's right.

Say, Ado Annie,
you got that same

sweet potato pie like last year?
You bet.

Yeah, same old
sweet potato pie, Mike.
What do you say?

I say it gave me
a three-day belly ache.

Well, never mind about that.

Come on now, let me hear...

Bid a dollar.

Ninety cents.

(Aunt Eller)
Ninety cents.

Another desk
for the schoolhouse.

Aint' I gonna hear any more?

(Will)
You hear $50.

Hey.
(Aunt Eller)
$50?

Ain't nobody ever bid
$50 for lunch, Will.

Ain't nobody ever bid 1 0.

He ain't got $50.

Oh, yes I have.

And if you were a man of honor,

you gotta say
Ado Annie belongs to me.

Like you said she would.

Where's your money?

Right here in my hand.

(Woman)
He got it.

That ain't yours.

You just bid that.

Just give that
to the schoolhouse.

Right.
Absolutely.

I got to say the peddler man

still gets my daughter's hand.

Now, wait a minute.
That ain't fair.

Well, it's goin' for $50.

It's going.
It's going.
It's...

$51.

Are you crazy?

Fifty...

What?
Wait a minute.

If I don't bid no more,
I can keep my money, can't I?

Sure can.

Then I still got $50.

This is mine.

You feeble-minded shag poke.

It's going for $51.

It's going.
It's going.
It's gone.

Yeah.

And that means,
Ado Annie gets
the prize, I guess.

That's a $50 bill, ma'am.

Fifty dollar bill.

And I get Ado Annie.

Woo!

What do you get for your $51?

A three-day belly ache.

(Aunt Eller)
Now, listen.

Come on now. Hey.

Now, this here is
my niece's hamper.

I took a peek
in that a while ago
and I must say

it looked mighty tasty.
So, what do I hear, Jim?

(Jim)
Two bits.
(Aunt Eller)
Two bits.

(Man)
Four bits.
(Aunt Eller)
Four bits.

What do you say, Slim, six?

I say six bits.

Yeah, more like it.

Come on, let me hear a $1.

One dollar.
(Aunt Eller)
One dollar.

One dollar.

$1.50.

Two dollars.
Two bits.

$2 dollars and four bits.

Call it now.

Three dollars.
Three dollars.

And two bits.

Ain't I gonna hear any more?

Curly, come on, Curly.

Now, I got a bid here.
Three and a quarter dollars.

To Jud Fry.

Well, Andrew, you
gonna let him have it?

Three and a half.

Three and a half.
Woo!

Going. It's going...
$3.75.

(Aunt Eller)
$3.75.

Yeah, well, come on, gentlemen.

Schoolhouse ain't built yet.

Gotta have a nice chimney.

Four dollars.
Four dollars.

It's going.
It's going.
It's...
And two bits.

That's too rich
for my blood.
Can't afford no more.

It's going to Jud Fry.

It's going.
It's going.
It's...

Who'd you say
was gettin' Laurey?
Jud Fry.

And how much?
(Aunt Eller)
Four and a quarter.

I don't figure that's
quite enough, do you?
More than you got.

No, I got a saddle here
that cost me $30.

Well, you can't bid saddles.

Huh.
It got to be cash.

Okay, well, $30
saddle must be worth
somethin' to somebody.

Hmm? Huh?
I'll give you 1 0.

Don't be a fool, boy.
You can't earn a living
without a saddle.
You got cash?

Right in my pocket.
All right.

Well, don't let's
waste any time.
How high are you goin'?

Higher than you no matter what.

Ooh-ee.

Well, Aunt Eller...

I'm gonna bid all this $1 0
that Tom's just give me.

Well, it's goin' for $1 0.

It's going.
It's going.

$1 0 and 2 bits.

Curly...

Okay, most of you
boys know my horse.

Dun.
Hmm?

She's kinda a nice horse,
gentle or broke.

Don't sell Dun, Curly.
It ain't worth it.

I'll give you 25 for her.

I'll sell Dun to ya.

Well...

That makes the
bid 35, Aunt Eller.

Woo, Curly.
You crazy.

But it's all
for the schoolhouse.

Ain't it?

It's all for
educatin' and learnin'.

(Crowd)
Yeah.
That's right.

Laurey's goin' for $35.

It's going.
It's going.

Hold on.
Hold on.

I ain't through bidding yet.

You just put up everything

you got in the
world, didn't you?

Can't bid the
clothes on your back

'cause they ain't worth nothin'.

You can't bid your gun
'cause you need that.

Yes sir, you need that bad.

So, Aunt Eller,
I'm just as reckless

as Curly McLain, I guess.

Just as good at
gettin' what I want.

I'm gonna put up
everything I got
in the world.

All I saved for two years

doing farmwork.

All for Laurey.

Here it is.

$42.31.

Oh.
Oh my word.

Anybody wanna buy a gun?

Cord, bought that brand new
last Thanksgiving.
That's worth a lot.

Curly, please
don't sell your gun.

Hmm?
I'll give you $1 8 for it.

Sold.

Well, that makes
my bid $53, Aunt Eller.

Anybody goin' any higher?

Goin', goin', gone.

Well, what's the
matter with you folks?

Ain't nobody gonna
cheer or nothin'?

♫ Dum diddy
dum dum dum ♫

♫ Oh, the farmer and the
cowman should be friends ♫

That's the idea.

Cowman and the farmer
should be friends.

Now, you lost the bid.
But the biddin' was fair.

(Man)
That's right.

Curly, shake the farmer's hand.

Sure.

I'll shake your hand.

And no hard feelings, Curly.

No hard feelings,
that's right,
now, Jud.

I'm sorry about that.
Curly, come on, give me the...

Oh.
Thank you.
That's all right,
now.

Curly?
Curly.

I wanna show you somethin'.

Excuse us, Laurey.

You ever seen
one of them things?
Just what is that?

Well, it's something
special, see?

You hold it up
to your eye like this.

Take a look.

No, go on.
You gotta hold it.

Huh?
(Jud)
Yeah. Go on.
Now, hold it.

(Aunt Eller)
Curly!

Curly, what you doin'?

Doin'?
Nothin' much.

Why do you wanna squeal at a
man like that for?

You scared the livin'
lights outta a fella.

Come here.

Well, why don't you
stop lookin' at those

old French pictures
and ask me to dance?

You brung me
to the party,
didn't ya?

I'll dance with ya,
you silly old woman.

I'll dance you
all over the meadow
if you want.

Pick that banjo
to pieces, Sam.
All right.

Hey, Curly.

After you two dance
you gotta take
a look at this.

I'll be right here.
You turn the ... picture.

(Aunt Eller)
Oh, come on.

Hey, peddler man,
it's my turn to dance
with her now.

Hey, Laurey,
I gotta talk to you.

Hey, Laurey,
I gotta talk.
Laurey! Laurey!

Laurey!

Woo!

Well, Ado Annie,
I got the $50 cash.

Now, you name the day.

August 1 5th.

Why August 1 5th?

That was
the first night
I was kissed.
Was it?

I don't remember that.

You wasn't there.

Now, looky here,
we gotta have
a serious talk.

Now that you're engaged to me

you gotta stop having fun.

I mean with other fellers.

♫ You have to be
a little more standoffish ♫

♫ when fellas offer
you a buggy ride ♫

♫ I'll give an
imitation of a crawfish ♫

♫ and dig myself
a hole where I can hide ♫

♫ I heard how you was
kicking up some capers ♫

♫ when I was up
in Kansas City, MO ♫

♫ I heard some things
you couldn't print in papers ♫

♫ from fellers who been
talking like they know ♫
Foot!

♫ I only did the kind
of things I oughta, sorta ♫

♫ To you
I was as faithful
as can be, for me ♫

♫ Them stories
'bout the way I lost
my bloomer-Rumors ♫

♫ A lot o' tempest
in a pot of tea ♫

♫ The whole thing don't
sound very good to me ♫
Well, you see...

I go and sow my last wild oat,

I cut out all shennanigans.

I saved my money,
don't gamble or drink

in the back room
down at Flannigan's.

I gave up lots of other things
a gentleman never mentions.

Before I give up anymore,
I wanna know your intentions!

Oh!

♫ With me it's
all or nothin' ♫

♫ Is it all
or nothin' with you? ♫

♫ It can't be in between ♫

♫ It can't be now and then ♫

♫ No half and half
romance will do ♫

♫ I'm a one-woman man
home-lovin' type ♫

♫ all complete with
slippers and pipe ♫

♫ Take me like I am
or leave me be ♫

♫ If you can't give me all,
give me nothin' ♫

♫ And nothin's what
you'll get from me ♫

♫ Not even somethin'? ♫

♫ Nothing's what
you'll get from me ♫

Oh, Will.
Nothin'.

♫ It can't be
in between? ♫
Uh-uh.

♫ It can't be
now and then? ♫

♫ No half and half
romance will do ♫

♫ Would you
build me a house
all painted white ♫

♫ cute and clean and
pretty and bright? ♫

♫ Big enough for two,
but not for three ♫

♫ Supposin' that
we should have a third one ♫

♫ He better look
a lot like me ♫

♫ The spittin' image ♫

♫ He'd better look
a lot like me ♫

Oh.

Aw, Annie.

♫ With you it's
all or nothin' ♫
Uh-huh.

♫ All for you
and nothing for me ♫
Aw, Annie.

♫ But if a wife is wise,
she's gotta realize ♫

♫ that men like you
are wild and free ♫

♫ So I ain't gonna fuss,
ain't gonna frown ♫

♫ have your fun,
go out on the town ♫

♫ stay out late and
don't come home till 3 ♫

♫ And go right off
to sleep if you're sleepy ♫

♫ There's no use
waitin' up for me ♫

♫ Aw, Ado Annie ♫

♫ No use
waitin' up for me ♫

♫ Come on and kiss me ♫
No.

Come on, Annie.

Come on.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Hold on, now, Laurey.

Why are we stoppin'?
I thought you wanted to dance.

I wanna talk to ya.

What made you
slap that whip
onto Old Eighty?

And it make her run away?

What was your hurry?

Afraid we'd be late for the party.

You didn't wanna be
left with me by yourself.

Not a minute more
than you had to, didn't you?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

With you by myself now, ain't I?

You wouldn't have been
if you coulda got out of it.

Mornin's you stay hidden
in your room all the time.

Nights you sit in the front room

and won't get outta
Aunt Eller's sight.

Last time I seen you alone

it was the winter and the snow

was six-feet deep
in drifts and I was sick

and you brought that hot soup
out to the smokehouse

and you gave it to me,
and me in bed...

I hadn't shaved in two days.

And you asked me
if I had a fever.

And you put your hand
on my head to see.

I remember.

Do ya?

I bet you don't remember
as much as me.

I remember everything
you ever done.

Every word you've ever said.

I can't think of nothin' else.

See?
You see how it is?

Laurey.

Now, Laurey.

Let go.

I ain't good enough
for you, am I?

I'm just a hired hand.

Got dirt on my hands.

Pig slop!

Ain't fit to touch you.
You're better.

You're so much better.
No.

We'll see who's better,
Miss Laurey.
We'll see who's better.

And then maybe you won't
be so free with your airs.

You're such a fine lady.

No! No!

Are you making threats to me?

You keep standin' there
trying to tell me

that if I don't allow you
to slobber over me

like a hog, what, are you
gonna do something about it?

Why, you're nothing
but a mangy dog

and somebody oughtta shoot you.

You think so much
about being a hired hand.

I'll just tell you something
that'll rest your brain,
Mr. Jud.

You ain't a hired hand
for me no more,

so you can just pack up
your duds and scoot.

And I even got
better ideas than that.

You ain't to come
on the place again.

You hear me?

I'll send your stuff
any place you say,

but don't so much as set
foot inside the pasture gate

or I'll sic the dogs on you.

You said your say.

You brought it on yourself.

I can't help it.

I can't never rest.

I told you the way it was.

And you wouldn't listen.

Who's that?

Oh, it's me, Laurey.

Hey, have you seen Ado Annie?

She's gone again.

Will?
Uh-huh?

Could you do somethin' for me?

Go and find Curly
and tell him I'm here.

I wanna see Curly real bad.
I gotta see him.

Then why don't you
turn around and look then,
you crazy woman?

Curly.

Well, you got yours.

I gotta go hunt for mine.

Hey, hey. Now, now.
What on earth is ailing
the belle of Claremore?

By gum if you ain't cryin'.

Don't mind me a-cryin'.
I can't help it.

Well, you cry your eyes out.

Shh. Shh.

I don't know what to do.

Well, here, I'll show you.

Oh my goodness.

Oh, that's just...

That's just about
all a man can
stand in public.

Oh, oh, oh.

Go away from me, you.

You don't like me, Curly.

Like ya?
My God, you get away
from me, I tell ya.

You just stay
a-plumb away from me.

Curly, you sittin' on a stove!

Ah! Doh!

It's cold as a hunk of ice.

Laurey...

Okay, now you...

You stand there
right where you are.

And I'm gonna...

Ow!
Gosh.

I'm gonna sit over here
and you tell me
what you wanted with me.

Jud was here.

Okay.

And he scared me.

Well, he's crazy.
I never saw no one like him.

He started talkin' wild
and he threatened me.

So I fired him.

I wished I hadn't.

Well, there
ain't no telling
what he'll do now.

You fired him?
Uh-huh.

Well, okay, that's
all there is to it.

Tomorrow I'll get you
a new hired hand.

And I'll stay in the
place myself tonight

if you're nervous
about that hound dog.

Now, quit your worrying about it

or I'll spank ya.

And, hey...

while I think
about it,
how about...

how about...

marrying me?

Gracious.

What'd I wanna marry you for?

Well...

Couldn't you maybe
think up some reason
why you might?

Can't think of none
right now hardly.

Laurey...

Please, ma'am, marry me.

L...

I just don't know
what I'm gonna do
if you don't.

Curly...

I'll marry you.

If you want me to.

Oh, I'd be the
happiest man alive

as soon as we are married.

I gotta learn to be a farmer.

Oh no, I see that.

I gotta quit worrying about

throwing the rope
and startin' to get

my hands blistered a new way.

Things are changing
right and left.

I gotta buy mowin' machines

and cut down the prairies.

Shoe your horses,
drag them plows
under the sod.

You know...

They are gonna
make a state
out of this territory.

And they're gonna
put it in the union.

Country's a-changin'.

You gotta change with it.

Bring up a pair of boys.

New stock just to keep up
the way things is going

in this here crazy country.

So now I got you to help me.

I'm going to amount
to something yet.

You know...

I remember
the very first time
I ever seen you.

It was at the fair
riding that little

grey filly of Blue Stars.

And I said to someone, I said,

"Who's that skinny
little thing with

"a bang hanging down
on her forehead?"

I remember.

And you was riding
the broncs that day.

That's right.

And one of them throwed ya.

That's...

Did not throw me.

Guess you jumped off that.

Sure, yeah.
No, I jumped off.

Yeah, you sure did.

Hey!

If there's anybody
at around this yard

that can hear my voice,

oh, I'd like for you to know

that Laurey Williams
is my girl.
Curly!

And she went and got me
to ask her to marry me.

They'll hear you
all the way to Catoosie.

Let 'em.

♫ Let people say we're in love ♫

♫ Who cares what happens now ♫

♫ Just keep your hand in mine ♫

♫ Your hand feels so grand in mine ♫

♫ Let people say we're in love ♫

♫ Starlight looks well on us ♫

♫ Let the stars beam from above ♫

♫ Who cares if they tell on us ♫

♫ Let people say we're in love ♫

Time for the lonely gypsy
to go back to the open road.

Wished I was goin' with ya.

Then you wouldn't
have to be so lonely.

Look, Ado Annie,
there is a man I know

who loves you like nothin'
ever loved nobody.

Yes, Ali Hakim.

No, no, no.

A man who will
stick to you
all your life.

And that's the man for you.

Mm hmm.

Will Parker.

Oh.

Yeah, well,
I like Will a lot,
but he...

Look, he is a fine fellow, huh?

Strong like an ox.

Young and handsome.

Oh, I love him
all right, I guess.

'Course you do.

You love those
clear blue eyes
of his, huh?

The way his mouth
wrinkles up
when he smiles.

So, you love him, too?

Look, I love him because he will

make my Ado Annie happy.

Well...

goodbye, my baby.

Oh.

I will show you
how we say goodbye

in my country.

Goodbye.

Good...

I am glad you will marry
such a wonderful man

as this Will Parker.

You deserve a fine man.

And you got one.

Oh, hey, Will.

Ah.

Ali Hakim was just
saying goodbye.

Will.

I want to say
goodbye to you, too.

No you don't.
I just saw the last one.

You were made for each other.

Now, you be good to her, Will.

And you be good to him.

Oh.

You don't mind?

I am a friend of the family now.

See?

Goodbye, my baby.

A friend of the family.

Persian goodbye.

Lucky fellow.

No, no, you know,
I wish it was me

she was marrying instead of you.

Don't seem to make
much difference hardly.

Well, back to the open
road, the poor gypsy.

You ain't gonna be thinking
that old peddler man no more,
are ya?

'Course not.

I never think of no one
unless he's with me.

Then I'm never
gonna leave your side.

Oh.

Well, even if you don't,

even if you never
go away on a trip

or nothin', couldn't you just

once in a while
give me one of them
Persian goodbyes?

Persian goodbyes?

That ain't nothing compared
to an Oklahoma hello.

Hello, Will.

Come on.

Three cheers
for the happy couple.

Hip hip...

Hooray!

Hip hip...

Hooray!

Hip hip...

Hooray!

There you go with that
healthy appetite, Curly, boy.

Weren't you scared
when the preacher

said that about, "Do you
take this here woman?"

Well, I was scared.

That he wouldn't say it.

I was afraid Curly
would back out on me.

♫ They couldn't pick a better
time to start in life ♫

♫ It ain't too early
and it ain't too late ♫

♫ Startin' as a farmer
with a brand new wife ♫

♫ Soon be living
in a brand new state ♫

♫ Brand new state ♫

♫ Gonna treat you great ♫

♫ Gonna give you barley ♫
♫ Carrots and potatoes ♫

♫ Pasture for the cattle ♫

♫ Spinach and tomatoes ♫

♫ Flowers on the prairie
where the June bugs zoom ♫

♫ Plenty of air
and plenty of room ♫

♫ Plenty of room
to swing a rope ♫

♫ Plenty of heart
and plenty of hope ♫

♫ Oklahoma when the wind comes
sweeping down the plain ♫

♫ And the wavin' wheat
can sure smell sweet ♫

♫ when the wind comes
right behind the rain ♫

♫ Oklahoma, every night
my honey lamb and I ♫

♫ sit alone and talk
and watch a hawk ♫

♫ makin' lazy circles in the sky ♫

♫ We know we belong
to the land ♫

♫ and the land
we belong to is grand ♫

♫ that when we say ee-ow ♫

♫ Ee-ow
A-yip-i-o-ee-ay ♫

♫ We're only sayin' you're
doing fine, Oklahoma ♫

♫ Oklahoma OK ♫

♫ Oklahoma,
where the wind comes
sweepin' down the plain ♫

♫ Oklahoma, where
the wavin' wheat
can sure smell sweet ♫

♫ When the wind comes
right behind the rain ♫

♫ Oklahoma, every night
my honey lamb and I ♫

♫ Every night we sit alone
and talk and watch a hawk ♫

♫ Makin' lazy circles in the sky ♫

♫ We know we belong
to the land ♫

♫ and the land we
belong to is grand ♫

♫ yipee-yay
yipee-yay
yipee-yay ♫

♫ We say ee-ow ♫

♫ A-yip-i-o-ee-ay ♫

♫ We're only sayin'
you're doing fine, Oklahoma!

♫ Oklahoma OK ♫

♫ Oklahoma
Oklahoma
Oklahoma ♫

♫ We know
we belong to the land ♫

♫ and the land
we belong to is grand ♫

♫ And when we say ee-ow
A-yip-i-o-ee-ay ♫

♫ We're only sayin'
you're doing fine, Oklahoma ♫

♫ Oklahoma
O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A ♫

♫ Oklahoma ♫

Yeow!

♫ Oklahoma, where the wind comes
sweepin' down the plain ♫

♫ Oklahoma, where the wavin'
wheat can sure smell sweet ♫

♫ when the wind comes
right behind the rain ♫

♫ Oklahoma, every night
my honey lamb and I ♫

♫ Every night we sit alone
and talk and watch a hawk ♫

♫ makin' lazy circles in the sky ♫

♫ Oklahoma
Oklahoma
Oklahoma ♫

♫ We know
we belong to the land ♫

♫ and the land
we belong to is grand ♫

♫ And when they say ee-ow
A-yip-i-o-ee-ay ♫

♫ We're only sayin'
you're doing fine, Oklahoma ♫

♫ Oklahoma OK ♫

♫ O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A ♫

♫ Oklahoma ♫

Yeow!

Hey, hey, Laurey.
Laurey?

You better hurry
and change into
your other dress.

Yeah, we gotta
get going
in a minute.

Yeah, you better hurry
and pack your own duds,
Curly.

They're laying all over my room.

Yeah.
Oh, Will.
Uh huh?

Would you mind
hitchin' up the team
to the surrey for me?

Sure will have it up in a jiffy.

Yeah, I'll...

Has he gone upstairs?

Yeah.

Hey, come on, girls.
Go on, get outta there now.

Watcha gonna
do, Pa?
Shh.

Give Laurey
and Curly
a shivery?
Shh!

I wish you wouldn't.
Oh, what's a good old
custom ever hurt anybody?

And you ladies,
you just better
stay out of it.

Vamoose.

It's an awful thing
they shouldn't do.

It ain't gonna be rough, is it?

Stop gabbin' about it.

Get outta here.
You're too young.

Gertie?

Thought you was
in Bushyhead.
I just come from there.

Too bad you missed
Laurey's weddin'.

Been havin' one of my own.

Lands.

Who'd you marry?
Where is he?

Is that him?

That's him.

Hello.

Ali Hakim.

Oh, Ado Annie.

Hello.

Did you see my ring, girls?

Is that gold?

It looks fake.

How long you been married?

Four days.

Yeah, four days with that laugh should
count like a golden wedding.

But if you married her
you must've wanted to.

Oh, sure, sure.

No, no.
I wanted to.

I wanted to marry her
when I saw the moonlight

shining on the barrel
of her father's shotgun.

You know, I thought it would
be better to be alive.

And now I ain't so sure.

I'll see you later.
Thank you so much.

From Persia?
That's all the way
from Persia.
Hey there.

Ali ain't gonna travel
around the country no more.

I decided he oughtta
settle down in Bushyhead

and run Papa's store.

(Ado Annie)
Hey, Will.

Did you hear the news?

Gertie married the peddler.

Mighty glad
to hear that,
peddler man.

Oh, thank you so much.

I think I oughtta
kiss the bride.

Friend of the family, remember?

Hey, Gertie.

Have you ever had
an Oklahoma hello?

Uh-uh.

Ow!

Get off.
What's the matter with him?

Are you crazy?

Come on!

Help! Help!

Where you goin'?

I'm gonna stop Ado Annie
from killing your wife.

Mind your own business.

Why, Andrew, why wasn't
you back at the barn
with us gettin' drunk?

Never seen you
stay so sober
at a wedding party.

I was scared all night,
scared Jud

would come back
and start up on Curly.

Jud Fry's been out of the
territory for three weeks.
He's back.

Seen him at Claremore
last night drunk as a lord.

Shh. Come on.
Come on.

Come on down peaceable,
Laurey, sugar.

And you too,
you curly-headed cowboy.

With the dimple on your chin.

What you doin' out there
makin' all that racket?

You bunch of pig stealers?

Come on, everybody,
let's get 'em down.

Hey, where's the happy couple?

Come on, Curly, get up there.

Here's a baby girl for you.

Here's a baby boy.

Here's twins.

(Man)
We got you, Curly, boy.

Weddin' party's still going on?

Glad I ain't too late.

I got a present for the groom.

First I wanna kiss the bride.

Laurey.

Come on now, get off.

Hey, Jud, get up.

But I got a present for you.

Come on, come on, now.

Hey, hey.

Leave it.

What's going on?

Get him, Curly.

Come on, that's it, Curly.

Come on.

Hey.

(Aunt Eller)
Stand back now.

Come on now.

(Aunt Eller)
Come on, now, Curly.

Hey, hey, Curly.

That ain't gonna stop him.
You let him run.

(Aunt Eller)
Laurey, come up.

Get him off.

Come on, boys.

That's it.

Come on.

Just settle down...

Come on.

No!

Drop it now!

Hey, look.

What's the matter?

Turn him over.

Get away, some of you.
Let me look at him.

Hey, he all right?

Fell on his own knife.

What do we do?

Curly, is he...
Don't say anything.

It can't be that way.

I didn't...
It can't be like that.

I can't do anything now.

Maybe get him to a doctor,
but I don't know.

Maybe someone could
carry him over to my rig.

I'll drive him
to Dr. Tyler.

I gotta go and see if
there's something can
be done for him..

Aunt Eller, please
look after Laurey.

Maybe it's better
you and Curly don't go...

No.

All right, ready?
One, two, three.

Handle him easy.

Don't shake him.
Careful.

I don't see why
this had to happen
when everything was so fine.

Don't let your mind run on it.

I won't ever forget it,
I tell ya.

Never will.

That's all right, Laurey baby.

You can't forget,
just don't try to.

Oh, lots of things
happen to folks.

Sickness or being
poor and hungry.

Being old and afeared to die.

That's the way it is.

Cradle to the grave.

You can stand it.

There's just one way.

You gotta be hardy.

You gotta be.

You can't deserve
the sweet and tender in life

unless you're tough.

I wished I was the way you were.

Oh, fiddlesticks.

Scrawny and old.

Why, you couldn't hire
me to be the way I am.

What'd I do without you?

You're such a crazy.

Sure as you're borned.

Laurey.

What?

We took Jud over
to Dave Tyler's
till the mornin'.

Is he alive?

No ma'am.

Laurey, honey.

Cord Elam, he's
a federal marshal,
you know.

He thinks I oughtta
give myself up
tonight, he thinks.
Tonight?

Why, your train leaves
Claremore in two hours.

Best thing is for Curly
to go his own accord
and tell the judge.

Well, you're
the judge hereabouts,
ain't ya, Andrew?

Well, tell him now
and get it over with.

That wouldn't be proper.
You have to do it in court.

Oh, fiddlesticks.

Let's do it here
and say we did it in court.

We can't do that.
That's breakin' the law.

Oh, well, let's
not break the law.

Let's just bend it a little.

Come on, Andrew,
Let's start the trial.
We ain't got long.

Aunt Eller, I ain't havin' that.

Oh, come on, Cord,
what's the matter with you?

Andrew. Andrew.

We can make it proper
and do it legal.

Andrew, I got
to protest.
Oh, shut your trap.

We can give the boy
a fair trial without

lockin' him up on his weddin' night.

So, here's the long
and the short of it.

Thank you, Eller.

First, I gotta ask you
what you plea.

Huh?

That means why'd you do it?

Oh, why'd I do it?

Well, 'cause he'd always
been pesterin' Laurey.

Wait a minute.
Wait a minute.

Don't let your tongue
go wobbling around
in your mouth like that.

Now, listen to the question.

What happened tonight
that made you kill him?

No, he come at me
with a knife. And...

And you had to
defend yourself, didn't ya?

Why, yes.
And furthermore...

Nevermind the furthermore.

The plea is self defense.

Self defense.

We need a witness
who saw this happen.

I seen it.

Slim.

Cowman.

He tried to stab him
with a frog sticker.

Fred.

Cowman.

Self defense, all right.

Chalmers.

Farmer.

Now, I feel funny about this.

Well, you'll feel funny
when I tell your wife

you're carrying on
with another woman,
won't you?

I ain't carryin' on
with no woman.

Maybe not, but you'll
sure feel funny when
I tell your wife you are.

Now, you can laugh all you like,

but as federal marshal,
I'll tell you now...

Oh, shut up about being marshal.

We ain't gonna let you
send the boy to jail
on his weddin' night.

That's right.
Now, we ain't gonna let ya.

So shut up.
That's right.

Let's pull them
to their train
in Curly's surrey.

Hold on.

I ain't told the verdict yet.

Well, the verdict's
"not guilty," isn't it?

'Course, but...

Well, then say it.

Not guilty.

Court's adjourned.

Come on, now Laurey,
go get yourself ready.
No time for tears now.

Andrew, I wanna thank you.
My pleasure.

Why, Ado Annie, where on
earth have you been?

Will and me had
a little misunderstanding.

But he explained it fine.

♫ I got a beautiful feelin' ♫

♫ Everything's goin' my way ♫

Bride and groom, you ready?

♫ Oh, what a beautiful mornin' ♫

♫ Oh, what a beautiful day ♫

What?

♫ I got a beautiful feelin' ♫

♫ Everything's goin' my way ♫

♫ Oh, what a beautiful day ♫

♫ Okla, okla, okla ♫

♫ homa, homa, homa ♫

♫ We know we belong
to the land ♫

♫ and the land
we belong to is grand ♫

♫ And when we say ee-ow
A-yip-i-o-ee-ay ♫

♫ We're only sayin' you're
doing fine, Oklahoma ♫

♫ Oklahoma
O-K-L-A-H-O-M-A ♫

♫ Oklahoma ♫

Yeow!