Bonanza (1959–1973): Season 8, Episode 21 - Journey to Terror - full transcript

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Thank you.

Well, I'm on my way.

I sure don't envy you this trip.

Well, it's something that
has to be done, we know that.

Now, Joe, if it's
just hard times,

you tell Tom and Ellie
to come right back here.

There's always a place
for them on the Ponderosa.



All right.

I hope that's all it
is, just hard times.

- Yeah.
- I'll be seeing you.

DRIVER: Hyah! Hyah! Hyah!

Giddyap! Hyah!

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DRIVER: Giddyap!

Giddyap!

Hyah! Giddyap! Hyah!

Thanks a lot!

(groans)



How are you? You the
fella that runs this place?

Doc Jensen, veterinarian,
at your service.

Stable your horse, cure him
if he's sick, or rent you one.

- What'll it be?
- Seeing as I just got off the stagecoach,

- how about renting me one?
- MAN: Mister...

where do you plan
to go with that horse?

You kind of sneak
up on a man, Sheriff.

I asked you a question.

Where do you plan
to go with that horse?

Gonna ride out and see a
couple old friends of mine.

I'd like to talk to you first.

Sure. Go ahead, talk.

At my office... over there.

Town ordinance.

What's this all about?

It's about a bank
robbery and a murder.

Let's go.

I guess you'll have to
hold up on that horse.

(theme song playing)

Sit down.

Thanks.

(Little Joe sighs)

For starters, where you from?

Virginia City.

Did you stop over
in Tucson very long?

Just long enough for the
stage to change horses.

(clicking)

(sniffs)

Put your bag up here.

Ah, come on, Sheriff,
all I got in the bag

- is some clothes.
- Put it up here.

Now open it.

What are you doing in Amado?

Yeah, well, this is the
United States' territory, isn't it?

I already told you... I'm
here to visit some old friends.

Those friends got a name?

(sighs) Yeah, they got a name.

Tom and Ellie
Blackwell. You know 'em?

I know 'em.

Never mentioned
they expected anybody.

Maybe that's 'cause they
mind their own business.

You mind if I shut the bag?

They didn't even
know I was coming...

That's why they
didn't mention it.

Now, is there any chance of
your telling me where their place is?

Sure. It's about six
miles due east of here.

Thank you very much.
Now, if I could have my gun,

I'd like to go to the hotel,
check in, get a room.

That is, if you're
through with me.

I'm not quite through.

I think I'll drive you out
to the Blackwells myself.

I wouldn't want you to get lost.

(Little Joe scoffs softly)

Benjie, what are you up to now?

I'm getting a drink.

Well, make sure you
don't spill any of it.

- I won't.
- (wagon rattling outside)

I think your father's back.

That's not our wagon.
It's Sheriff King.

Who's the other man?

But I'm not sure.

- Joe Cartwright!
- Hey, Ellie!

- Joe Cartwright!
- Oh...

Oh, it's good to see you.

Oh, what are you
doing way down here?

I thought I'd just drop by.

Hey, and this has
got to be Benjie!

- Your father's namesake.
- Hey, you're a big boy.

I just can't believe
you're here.

I guess you two know each other.

For about a million
years, it seems.

Mama, how does the
man know my name?

Because he's a very
old, very dear friend.

Say hello to Mr. Cartwright.

- Hello, Mr. Card-gright.
- (laughs)

I think you better
call me Joe, Benjie.

- Sure, Joe.
- Oh... just look at me.

If I'd had any idea
you were com...

Oh, will you stop worrying?
Oh, it's good to see you.

Didn't you catch them
robbers yet, Sheriff King?

Well, uh, no, no,
I haven't, Benjie,

but, uh, I'm working on it.

You see, Mr. Cartwright,

the... the Hollister gang
robbed the bank in Tucson

three days ago... they...

killed the cashier
and the sheriff.

They're supposed to
have headed this way.

And, well, you sort of fitted

the description of
one of them robbers.

Well, anyways, we don't get
many strangers in our town.

Sheriff, you didn't
think that Joe here

was one of the robbers, did you?

Well, Ellie, I didn't know him,
and I wasn't sure you knew him

until I brought him out here.

I'm glad to know
you, Mr. Cartwright.

Glad to know you, Sheriff.

I guess I can trust
you with this now.

- No hard feelings, I hope.
- No hard feelings.

Where are my manners?
Come on in out of this hot sun,

both of you.

Ellie, Ellie, thanks,
but I got to get on.

Is Tom back yet?

No. He's, uh, still in
Nogales, looking for work.

Well, the water
wagons ought to be back

from Indian Springs by
tomorrow; I'll fetch some out to you.

I sure would
appreciate it, Sheriff.

- We're just about out.
- Is Joe gonna stay with us?

- Of course he is.
- Of course I am not.

I'm gonna go in town with
the sheriff and get a room

- and come back and visit.
- I will not hear of it.

You're gonna stay right here.

- Can't argue with a lady. I'll get my bag.
- (laughs)

There you are, son.

I'll have to wait till the
sheriff brings the water out

before I can wash these up.

Things been going
pretty rough, huh?

(chuckles): Oh,
drought... no crops.

I never wanted you
to see me like this.

Can't even serve
you a decent meal.

Dinner was fine.

Ellie, if things were going so
bad, why didn't you let us know?

You know we would've helped you.

I didn't want to
ask for any charity.

Oh, now, come on,
we've been friends too long

for that kind of talk.

Well, I was afraid maybe...

maybe Tom wouldn't like it.

Ellie, I know it's
none of my business,

but is there anything wrong
between you and Tom?

No. Course not.

Good. Come on, you
can do this work later.

Sit down for a while.

You know, I read that
letter you wrote to Pa.

I never meant for you
and Hoss to read that.

I never should've written it.

Oh, I was...

I was... I was alone here,
and things were going badly,

and... well, I was
just feeling low,

(chuckles): that's all.

I didn't expect you to
come all the way down here.

Oh, I guess I...

I just wanted your
pa's shoulder to cry on.

The way I used to, remember?

Yeah, I remember.

You were always
one of the family.

I know. Hmm.

I'll never forget what
your father did for Tom.

Getting him out of
all that trouble and...

into the army was the best
thing ever happened to him.

Yeah, I heard he
won a lot of medals.

Oh, he was so proud
when he got out.

Maybe too proud.

Joe, he's tried so hard here.

But he... he's done
his best with this place,

and... it's not his fault
things haven't turned out well.

How long has he
been down in Nogales?

This time?

Mmm... five, six days.

He'll be around
home for a while,

and... then it seems
like he just can't stand

seeing the way things are
and... and he has to get away.

Well, you're gonna have
to try to understand him.

It's... well, it's something that
happens to men sometimes

when they... they can't
do the kind of things

they'd like to do
for their families.

I don't want you
to worry about it.

When he comes back,
I'll have a talk with him.

We got a lot of good
farmland on the Ponderosa

just waiting for a
plow to dig into it.

- Now, Joe, now, I didn't...
- Now, don't give me

any of that charity nonsense,
or I'll put you over my knee.

(laughing)

(knocking)

Excuse me, Joe.

I'll just be a minute.

It's just an old Indian
that comes by here.

His name's Indian Pete.

He comes by for table scraps.

I guess no matter how badly
off you are, there's always

somebody has it worse.

Hey, you know, that's a
good thing to remember.

You sounded just like your
father when you said that.

You must be dead tired
after that long, hot trip.

As a matter of fact, I am.

Well, come on. I'll
show you to your room.

We'll have plenty of
time for talking tomorrow.

(Little Joe grunts)

Hey, this is nice.

I sure hope I'm not
putting you out too much.

Of course not.

Anyway, the room's
not even being used.

Always have Benjie sleep in
my room when Tom's away.

(chuckles) I know
it sounds silly, but...

I get a little scared being
way out here all alone.

Doesn't sound silly at all.

Good night.

Good night, Joe.

(chuckles)

That little Benjie.

- (door opens)
- MAN: Ellie?

- Ellie?
- Tom. (gasps)

Oh, Tom, I thought you
were never coming back.

Hey, Tom!

Joe Cartwright.

What are you doing here?

Hey, well, that's a fine
way to greet an old friend.

How you doing?

MAN: All right, Blackwell.

Well, you said hello.
Now step aside.

I thought you said only
your wife and kid was here.

I didn't know he was here.

I swear I didn't.

Rita.

Rita, get in here!

Go find his gun.

And check those rooms.

Tom, what is it?
What's happening?

They stopped me on the road.

And they promised
not to hurt anybody.

Now, please, just...
just do as they say.

You better start talking,
Blackwell. Who is he?

His name's Cartwright.

I didn't know anything
about him coming here.

He's telling you the truth. I
got here late this afternoon.

You picked a fine time.

Well, you're here now.

But so am I. You see this?

Yeah, I see that.

What's the setup, Rita?

The other room's empty.
The kid's asleep in this one.

Now, you listen to me.

My father's outside.

We're gonna bring him in.

He's hurt bad, so I ain't gonna
worry about anybody else.

Anybody gets
smart, I'll kill 'em.

And that goes for you, lady.

And the kid.

All right, you two. Now get out.

(sighs) It's all right, Pa.

You rest now.

I'll be here with you.

You're a good son, Wade.

You and me and
Rita, we got to make it.

We'll make it, all right.

You just hang on.

I need a doctor, son.

I'm hurtin' bad.

When we get to
Mexico, we'll get you one.

A real good one.

Yeah.

Sure, you will, son.

He looks real bad.

That wound's got to be cleaned.

You, boil some water.

What's the matter with you?

Don't you hear so good?

There isn't any water.

If you don't believe
her, look for yourself.

(Wade sighs)

(sighs)

Where's your well?

It's been bone-dry for a year.

We've had drought
for the last three.

You see a crop within
50 miles of here?

You get water someplace.

Yeah, don't worry. There'll
be some water here tomorrow.

The sheriff's gonna
bring some out.

Are you getting smart with me?

You don't believe much what
anybody tells you, do you?

Why would a
sheriff deliver water?

He does it to help Ellie out
when I'm gone. That's all.

We don't want no sheriff
snoopin' around here.

Let's get out of here, Wade.

Sounds like pretty
good advice, Hollister.

Shut up.

Go on out there and bring our
saddlebags and canteens in here.

You planning on staying
around here for a while,

you better figure on how
you're gonna stop that sheriff.

He shows up around here,
he'll get his head blowed off.

Wade, you promised there
wouldn't be any shooting.

My wife and boy are here.

So's Cartwright.

That changes things.

TOM: Look, the, uh...

the sheriff wouldn't
think anything about it

if I went after the
water in the morning.

Hmm?

That sounds to me
like a smart way out.

How come you're
getting so helpful

all of a sudden, Cartwright?

I'm just trying to stop
some innocent people

from getting killed. That's all.

You better start worrying
about keeping yourself

from getting killed.

It's a good idea. We'll try it.

(chuckles) You
got no other choice.

You're just itchin' to have
your head split open, ain't you?

I said we'll try it.

Now, the both of you

sit over there against
the wall and face it.

Well, come on. Hurry up.

Get in there with your kid.

If he wakes up, keep him quiet.

And keep the door open.

Take care of Pa.
Fix him some soup.

- Got to get some food in him.
- (sighs)

I want you to take over.

I got to get a couple
hours of shut-eye.

What about me, Wade?

I haven't had any
sleep in three days.

Will you do as I say?!
Ain't I got enough troubles?!

- Don't yell at me.
- Then do like I tell you!

(Little Joe sighs heavily)

My legs are getting
kind of cramped.

You mind if I turn around
and stretch a minute?

Go ahead.

Just don't stand up.

Wouldn't think of it.

Oh. Yeah, that's a
lot better. Thank you.

Don't mean you're gonna
get any special privileges.

No, I suppose it doesn't.

What are you staring at?

Just you.

I was just thinking. Put a...

put a dress on you,
fix you up a little bit,

you'd be a good-looking girl.

Without the gun in
your hand, of course.

(chuckles) Just don't
you forget I got this gun.

Tell me, what's it all get you?

All the what?

Well, the killing, the robbing,

running from the law. What for?

I have good times.

Lots of 'em.

(chuckles) Yeah, I can see that.

Having Wade order you around.

Have you doing
his chores while...

while he gets his rest.

Wade and ol' Neal and me,

we understand each other.

You're a big happy family.

Yeah.

You can put it like
that if you want to.

How does it all wind up?

I know how it's gonna wind up.

We're getting out of here,

we're going to Mexico, and Wade
and me are gonna get married.

In a real church.

And I'm gonna have the finest...

What do you care?

I really don't care, Rita.

That's the sad part of it.

I don't think anybody
else does, either.

You've stretched long enough.

Turn around and face the wall.

I said turn around
and face the wall.

That's very good. Now you
can start loading the barrels.

- Cartwright, you... Wait a minute!
- (horse whinnies)

Rita!

RITA: Yeah? What do you want?

Get in here!

What do you want?

Keep an eye on Cartwright.

I thought nobody passed here.

Nobody does.

We're a half a
mile off the road.

Then who is that?

That's only Indian Pete.

What's he doing here?

Well, he stops by all the
time hoping for food scraps

so he can feed his old squaw.

He can't do no harm.

How do you know he'll
keep his mouth shut?

He can't even talk, Wade.

His tribe cut his tongue out

when he wanted to make
peace during the Apache War.

All right. Just get rid of him.

Why doesn't that
blasted Indian go away?

All right.

Cartwright, help
him load the barrels.

Remember, if you're not
back here in a couple hours,

somebody's gonna get hurt.

Well, the water
may not be there yet.

They have to haul it
in from Indian Springs.

I don't know if those
wagons will be on schedule.

Well, for your sake,

they better be on schedule.

(quietly): Get a gun
and tell the sheriff.

(quietly): I'm not
risking my family.

What do you mean,
risk your family?

What do you think
you're doing now?

All right, Cartwright.

Get inside.

What were you two
gabbin' about out there?

Told him to do what
you said, that's all.

If you're lying, I'll
find out about it.

Rita.

Keep an eye on Cartwright.

I want to check on Pa.

Into the kitchen, Cartwright.

He's getting worse.

He needs a doctor.

She's right, son.

Soon as that wagon gets back,

we're gonna start
packing to move.

This ain't no way
for a man to die.

You ain't gonna die, Pa.

I promise you that.

We've been in tighter fixes
than this before and we got out.

You're a good boy, Wade.

I raised you good.

You sure did.

Now, you just rest a while, Pa.

I'll fix you some hot soup.

There's some stuff
in those saddlebags.

Get it out and cook it.

Use the water in the canteens.

BENJIE: Mommy?

I'm hungry, Mommy.

Go on, get in there
and take care of the kid.

Let her do it. She's his mother.

I'll cook the grub.

I'm sick of your cooking.

Now get in there and take
care of the kid, like I told you.

Just one big, happy family.

I told you to get the grub.

I wish Tom would
hurry up and get back.

I'm getting worried.

You're gonna have reason to
worry if he don't show up soon.

Don't worry, he'll be back.

Hey, Tom.

When'd you get back?

I got in last night.

Did you, uh, have
any luck finding work?

No, not much.

Well, I better be
getting on back, Doc.

We're out of water.

Yeah.

Sure has been
rough on all of us.

Oh, uh, say, Tom,

I got a load of hay coming in.

Might be a couple
days work for you.

I sure would
appreciate that, Doc.

Times like these, we all
got to stick together, Tom.

Yeah, we sure do.

Thanks a lot, Doc.

(hoofbeats, wagon approaching)

WADE: Keep an eye out.

Everything go all right?

Yeah. Everything went fine.

I'll send out
Cartwright to help you.

All right, Cartwright, get out
there and help him unload.

BENJIE: Mommy.

Mommy.

Shut that kid
up, will you, Rita?

- Mommy.
- Can't I go to him?

Rita, did you hear me?

Mommy.

Did you get the gun?

No. I told you I
wouldn't risk my family.

Hurry it up, you two.

Hey, what are you doing?

Joe!

Get the gun.

All right, now
call Rita. Call her!

Let him go, Joe.

Tom, help him.

Keep out of this,
Ellie. I said let him go.

I don't want to
have to shoot you.

Tom.

You're one of them.

I told you we shouldn't
have come here.

She was never supposed to
know. That was part of our deal.

Now get out there and
unload those barrels.

You take a good
look at her, Tom.

She was so proud of you.

(crying)

"Faster ran Jack, but
the giant ran faster still.

"With a mighty hand,
the giant grabbed Jack

by the seat of the pants..."

"By the seat of the breeches."

Oh, yeah.

Well, ain't that what I said?

You said "pants."

Oh.

"But Jack managed
to wriggle away

"and reach the
beanstalk just in time.

"He fell..." He fell,
rather than climbed,

down its long, green stalk..."

"And landed with a bounce

in his mother's garden."

Oh.

Say, you're a
smart kid, ain't you?

He's hotter than a desert rock.

It looks badly infected.

He must have a doctor.

He'll get one...

soon as we get
across the border.

The best money can buy.

Ma'am, I, uh, want to thank you.

I appreciate it.

I'd do the same
for any sick animal.

How's he doing?

He's getting worse.

We'll get out of here, Ellie.

We'll make it to Mexico.

You and me and the boy.

Will we, Tom?

Sure, we will.

There's a lot of money in there.

Part of it belongs to us.

Stolen money.

I'd rather Benjie
and I were both dead

than to go with you now.

Ellie... you-you
don't mean that.

I mean it, Tom.

Oh, don't you see
what a fool you were?

You threw away
every chance you had

just because you were too
weak to swallow your stupid pride.

- Weak?
- Yes, weak.

Well, it's easy for you to talk.

You didn't scratch
in this dirt like I did.

Don't you think a
man wants things

decent for his wife and son?

Decent?

What do you call decent?
You call murder decent?

Yes.

If that's the only
way I could get them

the things I wanted
them to have.

You mean the things
you always wanted.

I already had what I wanted.

You.

But you wouldn't
even understand that.

Quit your arguin' in here.

You're making my pa nervous.

NEAL: Wade? Where are you, son?

Right here, Pa.

What was all that
arguing about out there?

Oh, that Cartwright
and Blackwell.

They're beginning to
make me real sick, Pa.

There ain't nothing
wrong, is there?

We're gonna get to
Mexico all right, ain't we?

Sure, we are.

Is the money safe?

It sure is.

I got to have that money, son.

I'm gettin' old.

This was supposed
to be my last job.

I spent free all my life,

and I-I need that money.

You're gonna get your money.

You say that,
but... I don't know.

Ever since you
met up with that girl,

things ain't been the same.

We was close, you and me,

and-and now it's her.

Well, she ain't gonna
make no difference

between you and me, Pa.

I'm your son.

We got to get out of here, Wade.

Sure, Pa.

(hoofbeats approaching)

Wade... here, quick.

Who is that?

Sheriff King.

From town.

WADE: Well, go on
out and get rid of him.

Howdy, Tom.

Doc Jensen said you was back.

Howdy, Sheriff.

It's sure a hot one, ain't it?

Uh-huh.

Mind if I sit a spell?

(quietly): You, get in the
bedroom with your kid.

Rita, you stay
in there with her.

On the floor, face down.

Yep, it's even hotter
than it was yesterday.

You find any work, Tom?

No.

The way I figure it,

them outlaws are still
around here someplace.

TOM: I doubt it, Sheriff.

What makes you think so?

Been watching the border.

They ain't crossed.

The way I see it, that
one they wounded

was so bad they
had to go to ground.

TOM: Well, there hasn't
been anybody come by here.

- Well, you keep your eyes open.
- Uh-huh.

I'm making up a posse, Tom.

I'd like you to join us,
but I think it's better

if you stay here and
protect your family.

I'll bet Ellie was
glad to see you back.

Yes, she was.

I sure want to thank you
for hauling water to her.

Oh, don't mention
it. She around?

Oh, she's, uh, taking
a nap with Benjie.

Yeah.

Well, this hot weather
sure does make you sleepy.

- (Tom chuckles)
- No doubt about that.

You tell your, uh...
your friend Cartwright

that I'd like him to
join us if he's a mind to.

All right, Sheriff, I will.

Sure got a gabby sheriff.
Took his time, didn't he?

Wade, he's raising a posse.

You know, they think
we're still around.

Oh, I know. I heard.

TOM: Well, what are we gonna do?

Well, I don't know about you,

but Rita, Pa and me are
getting out of here tonight.

What do you mean, you
don't know about me?

What about my
share of the money?

What share?

Wade, you promised.

Now, you ain't
backing out on me now.

Ain't I?

You know, Blackwell, you've
been a lot of trouble to me.

You ain't getting no share.

So what do you
plan to do about that?

- (gun cocks)
- You ain't backing out on me.

- (door opens)
- Now put that away, Blackwell.

(door closes)

Rita?

Don't try anything, Blackwell.

I sure picked the wrong one
when I picked you, didn't I?

Oh, you picked some
nice friends, Tom.

Some real nice friends.

- (crying)
- Shh. Shh. Shh.

It'll be all right, honey.
It'll be all right. Shh.

(groans softly)

Well, it'll be dark
in about an hour.

Soon as we're ready to move Pa,

you can lug a
mattress out for me

and tote some
water for the horses.

Rita, why don't you
start packing the grub

and fill the canteen?

- (Neal moaning)
- Wait.

Watch them.

Pa.

- Pa, it's Wade.
- (groans)

Mrs. Blackwell,
get in here quick.

He must have fallen out of bed.

Oh, here, let me help you.

- Pa?
- Huh?

Okay, Pa, can you hear me?

His wound's broken open.

He has to have help,
or he'll bleed to death.

You stay here with him.

Do what you can.

He's in a bad way.

We got to get a doctor.

Wade, we can't take a chance.

He's dying. We got
to take a chance.

- TOM: Wade?
- What do you want?

I'll make a deal with you.

I'm the only one who can
go to town for the doctor.

Just promise me that Ellie
and Benjie will be all right.

Oh, you think I'd trust you now.

You'd come back
here with the sheriff.

No, I wouldn't, Wade.

Just let Ellie and
Benjie and Cartwright go.

Stop begging him. He's
not gonna listen to you.

Besides, he'd just as soon
let his old man die anyway.

I'm gonna split your
head open, Cartwright.

TOM: Wade, I won't
double-cross you.

I'm the only one you can send.

LITTLE JOE: No,
there's somebody else.

What about the Indian...
The one who comes by

every night for scraps...
What about him?

Yeah, what about
that old Indian?

Blackwell says
he can't even talk.

He can pack a note, can't he?

Are you trying to pull
something, Cartwright?

Look, you can't trust Tom.

It's either the Indian or
you let your old man die.

It's up to you.

All he has to do is bring
a note into Doc Jensen.

Doc Jensen?

That's right. Doc Jensen.

I met him when I was in town.

He said he was a
good friend of yours.

Oh, yeah.

Yeah, that's right.

Are you sure that
Indian will come by?

Oh, he'll come by.

He hasn't missed in three years.

(Neal groans softly)

(loud groaning)

All right, I'm gonna risk it.

Get a piece of
paper and a pencil,

and then write what I tell you.

Might not be a bad idea to
tell him your little boy is sick.

That ought to bring him.

That'll get him here real quick.

Start writing, Blackwell.

(horse neighing)

He's coming.

Go on out and give it to him.

Go on, Tom.

Give him the note.

Tell him to take
it to the doctor.

Careful what you say.

I'll be listening.

♪♪

(knocking)

Come in.

Why, hello, Tom. I got your...

WADE: Nice and easy, Doc.

(door closes)

Tom, what's this all about?

I couldn't help myself, Doc.

Search him, Rita.

Ellie, what's going on?

Do what he says, Doc. Please.

Bag, too.

Just doctor stuff.

(sighs)

You're gonna treat a
man for a gunshot, Doc,

and he better live.

Can't do it without
my instruments.

Give him his bag.

And watch them.

Into the bedroom, Doc.

BENJIE: Mommy? Mommy?

Go take care of your kid.

He's in bad shape.

I know that. Just get busy.

Well, the doc was right.

There's something
wrong in there.

He's had plenty of time to
let us know if it was all right.

(horse neighing)

(neighing)

Wade?

What?

I think there's
somebody out there.

There's no doubt about it now.

- (gun cocks)
- No, don't fire.

Ellie and the boy
are still in there.

Just keep working.

Cover the back.

(horse neighing)

(gunshots)

Who are they?

How'd they get here?

The doctor brought 'em out.

It looks like the
joke's on you, Hollister.

See, the man in
there with your father...

That's a horse doctor.

Why, you... (Wade groans)

(grunting)

Get the girl.

On your feet.

(Wade panting)

Tom?

There's another
one in the bedroom.

He won't give you any trouble.

I only did it for...
you and Benjie.

(chuckles)

I know.

(stagecoach approaching)

BEN: Joe.

It's good to see you, Ben.

Good to see you.

Yes, it sure is.

Well... this must be Benjie.

Howdy, Benjie.

Somebody at the ranch
just waiting to meet you.

His name is Hop Sing,

and he makes the best
pumpkin pie there is.

And he's made
something special for you.

Yes, sir, he's made some
dumplings and fried chicken.

I like fried chicken.

How about you?

I like fried chicken, too.

Joey, get those bags down
here. We're going home.

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