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11. CONTINUED:

through with his first
conversation. As soon as he
hangs up the first phone he
takes the second.

LANE:

Evans? Where's that
bill of sale?

12. INT. LANE'S OFFICE: DOORWAY

Connie listens as her father's
voice comes over.

LANE: (o.s.)

What do you mean, you
didn't have time? Time
is money! Don't forget
that --

She eases into a chair by the
door.

13. INT. LANE'S OFFICE: BACK TO GROUP

Lane hangs up.

LANE: (to secretary)

Sign that and send copies
to all the branch managers.

The secretary closes her pad.

LANE: (rising)

I guess that takes care
of everything.

CONNIE: (standing up)

Everything but me.

She comes toward him.

LANE:

Connie! Why aren't you
in school?

14. INT. LANE'S OFFICE:

TWO SHOT - CONNIE & HER FATHER
Connie seems to have undergone
some sort of quick change. In-
stead of the imperious, high-
handed young lady we've seen up
to now, she is suddenly very
sweet and well-mannered.

CONNIE:

I want to go to San
Francisco with you, Dad.
Can't I, please -- ?

LANE:

I'm afraid not. This
is a business trip --
Besides -- I'll be back
in a few days.

CONNIE:

I wouldn't be in the
way there --

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15A. CONTINUED:

She thrusts a postcard into
his hand. He doesn't even
glance at it.

They have reached the door. A
secretary waiting there hands
him an envelope:

Lane takes them, leans down
to kiss Connie on the cheek.

The office staff join in ad lib
goodbyes as he exits. Connie is
left holding the dough, the pic-
ture postcard and the bag.

Connie glares at the postcard.

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CONNIE:

But, Dad --

ALICE: (eagerly)

It's a good ranch,
Mr. Lane. Here's a
picture of it. It's a
very nice place.

LANE: (absently)

I'm sure it is --

CONNIE:

So is San Francisco.
I could at least be
comfortable --

SECRETARY:

Your tickets, Mr. Lane.

LANE:

Goodbye, darling. You're
going to have a fine time.

(hands her a roll of
bills and the postcard)

Here -- buy yourself
some fancy clothes.

SIMPSON:

Your car's outside --

LANE: (to Alice)

Write me if she needs
anything. I'll expect
you to see that Connie's
all right.

ALICE:

I will, Mr. Lane.
You can be sure --

LANE:

Goodbye.

ALICE:

You haven't even looked
at it, Connie...

6.

28A. CONTINUED:

They start to exit when Ma
Forbes speaks.

Laughing, the cowhands exit.

29. EXT. RANCH HOUSE:

MED.

As the cowhands come out
chuckling, all except Hap.

Gene enters as Hap is talking.
He comes in behind Hap, who
doesn't see him until he speaks:

Hap starts to exit with the
rest, but Gene stops him.

Hap stops.

Frog enters.

CONTINUED:

GENE: (to Hap)

Looks like you're
outvoted.

HAP: (shrugs and turns away)

That doesn't mean I'm
wrong.

MRS. FORBES: (beginning to feel sentimental)

Just a minute, boys. I
just want to say -- I
want you to know --

(suddenly)

What the dickens are you
standing there staring
for? Get out on deck
and go to work!

HAP:

I don't see what's funny
about going broke.

PETE:

Oh, quit griping...

HAP:

Well, when I was foreman
this was a cattle ranch,
not a kindergarten.

GENE: (to the others)

Better get going,
fellows.

Wait a minute, Hap.

When you were foreman
the place went in the
red. That's why we're
doing this.

HAP:

I could have pulled it
out.

GENE:

Take that up with the
Skipper.

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11.

35. CONTINUED:

Connie looks around, surreptitiously opens her pocketbook and takes out a five dollar bill.

The way she says it and the look that accompanies it tips him off that something out of the ordinary is afoot.

Connie tears the bill in half, then gives him one half.

36. EXT. RAILROAD STATION:

FULL

As the train and the stage coach caravan slow down for the stop, the train slightly in the lead.

37. EXT. RAILROAD STATION:

MED.

OVERLAPPING action as the train comes to a stop. The porter opens the door, snaps back the platform cover and descends. The girls pile out after him, followed by Alice.

The girls move off to investigate the sights. Connie stalls, managing to stay close to the porter who is now bringing the grips out.

38. EXT. RAILROAD STATION:

Stagecoach and caravan pull to a stop at off side of station. Mrs. Forbes is out first and on her way to greet the guests o.s. while Gene wraps the reins around the brake.

PORTER:

Brush your coat now, Miss?

CONNIE:

Would you like me to give you this?

PORTER:

Your teacher already tipped me --

CONNIE.

This is a special tip -- for special service.

PORTER: (philosophically)

I'm a workin' man...

CONNIE:

This is on account. Now listen - when you come to my luggage --

ALICE:

Stay together, girls.

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15.

41. CONTINUED:

As Alice turns around, both boys
get it full in the face. Their
eyes pop out. So this is the
schoolteacher.

41A. EXT. RAILROAD STATION;

CLOSER ANGLE
SHOOTING TOWARD the train in
the b.g. The clanging of the
bell is heard over scene as Gene
acknowledges the introduction.
Frog, however, has one more
point to clear up.

Frog beams. The train starts
to move off in the b.g.

41B. EXT. RAILROAD STATION;

MED. ANGLE
OVERLAPPING action when sud-
denly Pudge runs into the
scene and grabs Alice's arm
yelling:

Alice looks around; no sign of
Connie. She looks off after
the train.

MRS. FORBES: (intro-
ducing)

This is Frog Millhouse
and Gene Autry -- uh
--

ALICE:

Alice Bennett,

FROG:

Miss Bennett?

ALICE:

That's right.

GENE:

We hope you'll enjoy
your visit here --

ALICE:

I'm sure I will.

FROG: (beaming)

Don't worry about that,
Gene. That's my
department. Remember?

(offers Alice his arm
with an old world
gallantry)

Shall we be on our way?

PUDGE: (grabbing
Alice's arm)

Miss Bennett! Connie's
not here --

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17.

59. CONTINUED:

making a little time with Alice,
then gives out with a fog-horn
deep voiced pickup of the number
Gene sings.

SOUND: GENE, FROG SINGING

60. INT. STAGECOACH: (PROCESS)
Alice reacts to the sudden fog-
horn bellow from the other side,
looks around startledly. Frog
beams in at her.

FOR A LATER CUT: Alice smiles
back. Connie pulls her coat
collar up around her ears.

SOUND: GENE SINGING

X60. PROCESS PLATE TO COVER.

60A. EXT. DESERT ROAD NEAR SMOKE RIVER RANCH:
CLOSE MOVING - FROG
As he turns beaming toward
Alice, then dejectedly returns
to the task of driving the
coach.

SOUND: GENE SINGING

61. EXT. DESERT ROAD NEAR SMOKE RIVER RANCH:
MOVING - SHOOTING BACK
At the stagecoach with Gene rid-
ing alongside continuing his
song.

SOUND: GENE SINGING.

62. EXT. TADPOLE'S BUCKBOARD:
CLOSE ANGLE (PROCESS)
Tadpole, surrounded by the girls.
The girls are enjoying the num-
ber. Pudge turns to Tadpole.

PUDGE:

Your brother certainly
has a deep voice.

TADPOLE:

That's nothin'.

PUDGE: (dubiously)

I suppose *you* can sing
bass...

For answer Tadpole takes a
deep breath, starts from the
bottom of his shoes. Pudge
is very much impressed until
suddenly his voice cracks into
a high falsetto. Fudge snickers,
Tadpole is mortified.

SOUND: TADPOLE STARTING
TO SING, VOICE
CRACKS.

X62. PROCESS PLATE TO COVER.

63. EXT. SMOKY RIVER RANCH:
MED. MOVING
With the cavalcade as it drives
up to the ranch, the song ending,
and comes to a stop before the
ranchhouse. It is a two story
rambling affair. Half a dozen

CONTINUED:

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22.

65. CONTINUED:

He leads Gene off away from
the stagecoach. He is prim-
ing himself for this serious
talk.

They stop.

66. EXT. SMOKY RIVER RANCH:
CLOSE
Gene and Frog.

GENE:

Isn't this far enough?

FROG:

I hope you ain't gonna
take this wrong, but I
gotta say something to
you man to man.

GENE:

You already said that.

FROG:

Please don't interrupt.

GENE:

All right.

FROG: (launching into it)

Gene, we've been good
friends for a long
time. Every time a
pretty girl came along
I always stepped aside
and let you have the
right of way --

GENE:

That was nice of you,
Frog.

FROG: (blurting)

Well, this time I ain't
gonna. I finally found
a girl that's my type --
pretty, and refined,
and --

(suiting the action to the word)

-- Well, my hat's in
the ring, too!

GENE:

Are you going to court
a girl or run for
office?

FROG:

This is serious.

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CONTINUED:

24.

66. CONTINUED:

GENE: (playing up)
I can see that.
(offers his hand)
May the best man win.

As they shake hands, we

DISSOLVE TO:

67. INT. BUNKHOUSE WASHROOM:
MIRROR SHOT - FROG
Looking at himself in the
mirror. His hair as usual
is long and straggly. He
tries several views with the
same unsatisfactory results
and then looks at a bottle
that sits on the basin beside
him.

68. INSERT: BOTTLE
It is a bottle of hair tonic. The picture on the label features a city smoothie with hair slick enough to skate on. The caption under the picture states flatly:
"SHE WON'T LOVE YOU WITH UNRULY HAIR."

69. INT. BUNKHOUSE WASHROOM:
BACK TO FROG
As he starts unscrewing the
top of the bottle.

70. INT. BUNKHOUSE WASHROOM:
CLOSE - TADPOLE
Entering the washroom, CAMERA
PANS him over to Frog.

TADPOLE:
What's that?

FROG:
Hair tonic. I just
got it.

TADPOLE:
What for?

FROG:
My hair, what do you
think?

(holds it out to
Tadpole)

Does it smell like roses?

CONTINUED:

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25.

166. CONTINUED:

Connie gives him a dirty look,
sees the corral gate o.s.
She makes up her mind to show
him, wheels her horse.

She hits the horse a smart
whack; he heads at a gallop
for the gate.

167. EXT. CORRAL:
MED. CLOSE - GENE AND ALICE
He has been sitting his horse,
watching the girls. Alice is
on the corral rail. He sees
Connie galloping toward the
gate.

He starts after her. Alice
jumps down from the fence,
follows.

168. EXT. CORRAL:
MED. - CONNIE
Galloping toward the gate,

169. EXT. CORRAL:
CLOSE MOVING - CONNIE
As she urges the horse faster,
gathers the reins for the
jump.

170. EXT. CORRAL:
MED. - MOVING TOWARD GATE
SHOOTING FORWARD, from her
angle, as she nears the gate,

171. EXT. CORRAL:
MED. - AT GATE
As the horse reaches it, he
suddenly braces his feet and
refuses to jump. Connie
goes flying over his head.
Gene, coming in at an angle,
makes a flying dismount and
leaps over the gate to her.

172. EXT. CORRAL:
TWO SHOT
She is picking herself up as
Gene comes in. She is dusty
from her spill and her fanny
hurts where she lit on it.

PROG:

Alone - or with a horse
under you?

CONNIE:

I'll show you --

PROG:

Hey! --

GENE:

Connie -- !

GENE:

Are you all right?

CONNIE: (sore)

Sure... dandy. What
kind of a horse do
you call that?

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CONTINUED:

44.

173. CONTINUED:

Frog and Alice enter.

Gene gives him a look and
shakes his head for him not
to kid Connie right now.
Alice has gone up to her.

173. EXT. CORRAL:

CLOSE GROUP - OTHER GIRLS

They are gathered in the fence
by the corral, watching.

She turns back to Connie, who
is burning.

174. EXT. CORRAL:

CLOSER ANGLE

FAVORING Connie and Alice.

She takes Connie by the hand.
Connie pulls her hand away.

In pulling her hand away, she
bangs her knuckles against
the fence.

174A. EXT. CORRAL:

MED. GROUP

The other girls laugh.
Sucking her knuckles, embarr-
assed and mad as a wet hen,
she stamps away. Connie glares
at Pudge, exits angrily,
rubbing the seat of her pants,

FROG:

Well, he ain't a
jumper. We know that.

ALICE:

You'd better let me
look you over --

CONNIE: (shaking loose)

Let me alone!

PUDGE:

Show us another trick.
That was good.

ALICE: (reprimanding)

Girls....

ALICE:

Come on, Connie - let's
go back to the house --

CONNIE:

I can take care of
myself -

Ouch!

ALICE: (worried, to
Gene)

Do you think she might
be hurt?

GLINE:

Only her dignity.

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174A. CONTINUED:

They turn their horses, begin
the lesson again. Alice goes
back inside the corral to
watch the lesson. Gene re-
mains, looking off after Connie.

175. EXT. BARN:

MOVING - WITH CONNIE
As she comes around the side
of the barn from the corral.
She has been publicly embar-
rassed and she is sore. She
is mumbling to herself.

She passes the light ranch
truck. The door is open. She
sees the keys hanging in the
ignition, gets an idea.

Looking around to make sure no
one sees her, she darts into
the truck, starts the engine.

176. EXT. BARN:

MED. CLOSE
Hap rounds the corner of the
barn, carrying a wrench and a
screw driver, stops and looks
off as he hears the engine
start.

176A. EXT. BARN:

MED. CLOSE
As Connie throws the car in
gear, starts it moving.

176B. EXT. BARN:

CLOSE - HAP
He opens his mouth to yell to
Connie, suddenly stops himself.
He shrugs; what the hell, it's
none of his business. The
truck passes by.

177. EXT. CORRAL:

MED. - GENE
Watching the girls ride in
b.g. Gene hears the sound of
a motor. He turns and sees:

FROG:

And something else I
won't mention.

(to the other girls)

All right, kids, let's
go --

CONNIE:

They did that on
purpose...

CONNIE:

I'll show 'em...

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46.

178. EXT. BARN:
MED.
GENE'S ANGLE - As the truck
pulls out from behind the
barn and starts off down the
road.

179. EXT. CORRAL:
MED. CLOSE - GENE
Spurs his horse off after her.

180. INT. TRUCK: (PROCESS)
MOVING
With Connie, as she drives.
Looking in the rear view
mirror, she sees Gene following.

X180. PROCESS PLATE TO COVER.

181. EXT. RANCH:
CLOSE MOVING - WITH GENE
Riding after her.

182. EXT. RANCH: (PROCESS)
CLOSE - CONNIE
Smiles to herself, presses
her foot down all the way.
The truck shoots forward.

X182. PROCESS PLATE TO COVER.

182A. EXT. RANCH
MED.
The truck is going along the
dirt road at a good clip.
It makes a turn, starts a
winding downhill grade.

182B. EXT. RANCH:
MED.
The same set-up, as Gene races
along after it.

182C. EXT. RANCH: (PROCESS)
CLOSE
Connie driving. She is coming
to a curve, approaching it too
fast. She pushes down on the
brake.

X182C. PROCESS PLATE TO COVER.

182D. INSERT: BRAKE
As she puts it on. The pedal goes
all the way to the floor.

183. EXT. RANCH: (PROCESS)
CLOSE
Connie getting scared. The car
is gaining momentum, the curve
almost on her. She swings the
wheel.

X183. PROCESS PLATE TO COVER.

184. EXT. RANCH:
MED.
As the truck just barely makes
the turn.

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47.

#1106 CONT'D.

190. EXT. ROAD:

CLOSE

On Connie's feet, plugging along
the dusty road, the sound of
Gene's voice coming over. PULL
BACK to take in Connie walking
along, Gene riding a few paces
behind, singing a light, admon-
itory song to her. She is look-
ing straight ahead.

SOUND: GENE SINGING

191. EXT. ROAD:

CLOSE

Of Gene, singing, a half smile
on his face as he watches her.

SOUND: GENE SINGING

192. EXT. ROAD:

CLOSE

Connie, walking stubbornly on.

SOUND: GENE SINGING

192A. EXT. ROAD:

MED. CLOSE - FOLLOWING

On Gene and Connie.

193. EXT. ROAD:

TWO SHOT

As they go toward the ranch.

DISSOLVE TO:

194. EXT. RANCH HOUSE:

MED.

As they come up to the ranch
house. In spite of her efforts
to be cocky, she is a little
scared of the consequences of
what she has done. Our atten-
tion is drawn by the o.s. voice
of Mrs. Forbes.

MRS. FORBES: (o.s.)

Oh Gene --

CONNIE:

Do you have to tell
Mrs. Forbes about this?

GENE:

Sure.

Connie quickly enters the house,
leaving the door slightly open.

195. EXT. RANCH HOUSE:

MED. CLOSE

As Gene dismounts, Mrs. Forbes
enters and crosses to him.

MRS. FORBES:

Say, Gene - the truck's
gone. Do you know where
it is?

GENE: (nods)

Around an elm tree up
the road.

MRS. FORBES:

What?

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198. CONTINUED:

CAMERA DOLLIES IN TO CLOSER
ANGLE.

For a minute they look at each
other, then Hap backs down.

He turns and exits. Hap looks
after him, sore, as we

DISSOLVE TO:

199. INT. DORMITORY:
Connie is a pretty scared girl.
She is sitting at her desk by
the window, hastily writing a
letter to her father.

200. INSERT: LETTER
She has written:

"The people who run it are
perfectly foul. They make
me walk for miles, bare-
footed..."

201. INT. DORMITORY:
CLOSE - CONNIE
Stuck for more material, she
chews her pen and glances out
the window.

202. EXT. RANCH YARD:
Tadpole is practicing, snap-
ping a whip at a tin can he
has set up.

203. INT. DORMITORY:
On Connie. This gives her an
idea. She starts writing fur-
iously,

204. INSERT: LETTER
As she adds:

CONTINUED:

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GENE:

That's what I'm asking
you.

HAP: (getting up,
sore)

Listen, you've been
riding me ever since
you took my job --

GENE: (softly)

When I start riding you,
you'll know it.

HAP:

Okay - so I forgot.
What are you getting
so sore about?

GENE:

Next time you forget,
just keep on going.

52.

206. INT. DORMITORY:
CLOSE MIRROR SHOT
Connie is standing before the mirror in the dormitory, her head twisted around so that she can see her back in the mirror. Her back is bared but her chest covered adequately by the top business of a two-piece bathing or play suit. With a crayon she is marking what look like welts across her back. As the CAMERA ANGLE WIDENS we see that she has a camera set up on the table beside the mirror. The camera has an extension cord. Connie picks up the cord, poses with her back to the camera and takes a time exposure. Then, as she starts unloading the camera, we

DISSOLVE TO:

207. EXT. RANCH YARD:
As Frog empties the outgoing mail box that is nailed up outside the ranch house. As he starts out with the mail, Connie calls to him:

She enters, carrying her envelope.

Rebuffed, Frog starts away with the letters.

CONNIE:

Wait a minute --

Mail this for me, will you?

FROG: (takes it)

What have you got in here?

CONNIE: (sweetly)

A little present for my father.

FROG:

That's right nice of you. What is it?

CONNIE: (in the same sweet tone)

None of your business.

CONNIE: (continuing)

And send it airmail special.

FROG:

It won't catch the air mail. Gene wrecked the truck, so I got to ride in.

CONTINUED:

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53.

207. CONTINUED:

He exits. Connie stands there
thinking that one over. It
doesn't add up in her book.
She is fishing for the answer
as we

DISSOLVE TO:

208. INT. BUNKHOUSE:

MED.
Gene is putting saddle soap on
his boots as a knock comes on
the door.

The door opens. It is Connie.

She opens her purse, hands him
some bills.

She starts away.

She crosses to him

She does.

208A. INT. BUNKHOUSE:

CLOSE - GENE AND CONNIE
Gene holds the extra twenty-five dollars in his hand.

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CONTINUED:

CONNIE: (surprised)

Who wrecked the truck?

FROG:

Gene. He hit a gopher
hole, or something.
Busted it all up.

GENE:

Come in.

Hello, Connie.

CONNIE: (crossing to the desk)

How much will it cost to
fix the car?

GENE:

The mechanic said about
seventy-five dollars.

CONNIE:

There. That will take
care of it.

GENE: (counts them)

Wait a minute. You gave
me a hundred dollars.

CONNIE: (stops at the door)

That's a little present
for you for not telling
on me.

GENE: (patiently)

Come here, Connie.

Sit down.

GENE:

Why did you give me this?

54.

216. INT. CORRAL:

MED.

The corral has been cleared of all the horses. One of the cowhands leads an unbroken horse into the corral. Gene comes up, throws his saddle over him and starts cinching it. The horse twitches nervously.

217. EXT. CORRAL:

GROUP SHOT

Of the girls watching, with
Alice. Frog comes in beside
Alice.

ALICE:

This is exciting, isn't it --

FROG:

There's nothin' to it. I taught Gene all he knows.

ALICE:

I hope you were a good teacher.

FROG:

Yeah...I made a pretty fair rider out of him. I could teach you good too.

ALICE:

I'm sure you could.

FROG:

Maybe we could take a little ride later on --

GIRLS: (ad lib)

Here he comes! Watch!

Alice turns away, presses nearer the fence to watch the ride, forgetting all about Frog.

218. INT. CORRAL:

MED.

Gene mounts the horse carefully. The cowhands let go of the gate, and Gene's horse comes out on high, bucking, twisting, sun-fishing ... giving it the works.

218A. INT. CORRAL:

BARREL SHOT - CLOSE

On Gene as his body works in perfect rhythm with the bucking horse.

NOTE: Enough of this scene to cover several cuts.

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59.

231. CONTINUED:

Gene, his face grim, turns abruptly and exits, followed by Frog. Connie is puzzled; she had expected a pat on the shoulder.

232. EXT. CORRAL:

MED. CLOSE

Hap is on his way to the bunk-house when Gene calls to him:

Hap stops, Gene and Frog enter.

233. EXT. CORRAL:

CLOSE - CONNIE

Listening. She begins to realize how her gag has back-fired.

234. EXT. CORRAL:

MED. CLOSE

Gene, Frog and Hap.

CONTINUED:

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GENE:

What do you mean?

CONNIE:

Well -- after what you said about people helping each other -- and when the bet came up -- I figured a way I could even things up between us--

GENE:

You mean you did this?

CONNIE: (pleased)

Uh-huh. You'd have probably won anyway, but --

(seeing his expression)

What's the matter?

GENE: (o.s.)

Hey, Hap --

GENE:

Seems there was a mixup about who won.

(tosses Hap's saddle on the corral fence)

This is still yours. I'll bring mine over to the bunkhouse.

HAP: (o.s.)

I don't get it.

GENE:

Your cinch didn't pull out. It was cut.

63.

264. CONTINUED:

CONNIE: (giving the horse
another lump of sugar)

Here.. Now don't forget
me. 'Cause maybe I'll
be back some day..

GENE:

Sure you will.

CONNIE: (a little
flustered)

I was just - saying
goodbye --

GENE:

Don't forget what I told
you about being partners
with the horse. When
you and your father go
riding --

CONNIE:

Oh, he doesn't ride --

(catches herself)

That is, he used to --
I've seen pictures of
him -- but now he's very
busy, you see...

GENE:

Sure.

CONNIE:

It's really wonderful
that he'll be able to
come down weekends. Most
men as busy as Daddy
wouldn't think of taking
a trip like that just to
see their daughter --

GENE:

It's swell of him.

CONNIE:

I appreciate it, too.

I --

(she can't think of
anything more to say)

I'd better get back and
finish my packing --

She turns, sees him.

She hurries out. Gene looks
after her, an understanding
look on his face as we

DISSOLVE TO:

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78.

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265A. CONTINUED:

He turns and exits.

266. INT. BUNKHOUSE: (NIGHT)
Frog and Tadpole are playing
checkers. Frog makes a move.

Tadpole immediately jumps him
all over the board.

Gene enters.

LANE: (rising)

You seem to forget
you're being paid to
carry out your own
duties and not to tell
me mine. I doubt very
much if the other
parents would appreciate
your attitude any more
than I do.

GENE:

Not if they're like you.

FROG:

There - I got you.

TADPOLE:

You sure have.

FROG:

Hi, Gene..

(sees his expression)

What's the matter?

GENE: (tossing his hat
aside)

I've just been talking
to the tycoon.

FROG:

No luck, huh?

GENE:

Not even close.

(as he takes off his
coat)

You can't talk to a guy
like that. He thinks
because he's got all the
dough he knows all the
answers. It would do
him good to get away
from his checkbook a
while,

FROG:

They still leaving?

pa

CONTINUED:

80.

267. CONTINUED:

He hustles Tadpole to their
horses. The pilot goes back to
working on the engine, as we

DISSOLVE TO:

268. INT. RANCH HOUSE LIVING ROOM: MED.
The pilot is explaining to Lane.
Mrs. Forbes, Connie, Gene, Frog
and Tadpole are listening, the
last three by the door.

268A. INT. RANCH HOUSE LIVING ROOM: MED. CLOSE FAVORING Lane and Pilot.

He exits.

He exits with her in tow. As
Connie passes Gene, she gives him
a smile.

PILOT:

Huh?

FROG: (quickly)

We didn't say anything..

LANE:

What do you mean, it
won't run. Why not?

PILOT:

I'll have to tear the
engine down to find out.

LANE:

How long will that take?

PILOT: (shrugs)

Couple of days. Depends
on what's wrong.

LANE:

A couple of days! Do
you think my business
just runs itself?

PILOT:

I don't know about that --
but my plane doesn't.

CONNIE:

It'll be fun here, Dad.
Just for a day or two --
you can spare that --

LANE:

It doesn't seem like I've
any choice.

(takes Connie by the
hand)

Come along.

CONNIE:
Hello again..

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82.

268B. INT. LIVING ROOM:
CLOSE GROUP
Gene, Frog and Tadpole. They
grinningly follow Connie's
exit. Gene turns to Frog:

He holds out a tiny screw.

GENE:

Connie's sure tickled.
I hope they don't get it
fixed for a week.

FROG:

They won't.

GENE:

Why do you say that?
You don't know about
airplanes.

FROG:

I know they won't go
without an engine --
and the engine won't work
without a carburetor --
and the carburetor is no
good without this.

GENE:

Well, I'll be --

FROG:

You wanted 'em to stay,
didn't you?

GENE:

Yes, but --

FROG:

Well, they can't leave
without this.

GENE: (scratches his
head)

You can't get away with
that, Frog. If I knew
about it I'd have to
tell on you.

FROG:

What do you mean, if you
knew. I just --

GENE:

So don't tell me.
(he turns to leave)

And don't let that out
of your sight.

CONTINUED:

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271. CONTINUED:

He exits.

272. EXT. RANCH HOUSE PORCH:
Connie and her father are sitting on the porch. She is telling him all about her experiences.

FROG:

All he needs to be entertained is a ticker tape. I'm on to you. You're just tryin' to keep me from being alone with her.

GENE:

No -- this is on the level.

FROG:

But he won't go along. He don't like the ranch and he don't like you.

GENE:

That's just why he'll go.

FROG:

Oh.

(thinks it over)

I don't get it..

CONNIE:

And when you jump you grip the horse with your knees --

(illustrating on the chair)

-- like this -- so your weight's over his shoulders --

LANE:

That isn't the way I used to ride --

CONNIE: (positively)

It must be right. Mr. Autry said so.

LANE:

Oh.

GENE: (entering)

Good morning.

pa

CONTINUED:

85.

272. CONTINUED:

GENE:

They can send out for her
as soon as the plane's
ready.

CONNIE:

Please...

LANE:

All right.

CONNIE:

Thanks. Will you come
too?

LANE:

No, dear, I'll wait here.
I have to keep in touch
with the office.

CONNIE:

Oh.

(exiting)

I'll get my things.

GENE: (politely)

I'd have asked you myself,
only I didn't think you'd
be quite up to it.

LANE:

What do you mean, up to
it?

GENE:

It's pretty tough going
for a soft - I mean, you're
not used to that kind of
exercise.

LANE:

It may interest you to
know that my insurance
doctor pronounced me
A-One.

GENE: (pleasantly)

I'm sure you're a good
risk - for a business
man. So long - I'll
watch out for Connie.

He exits. Lane looks after
him, nettled, as we

DISSOLVE TO:

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(BEGINNING OF NIGHT SEQUENCE)

FADE IN:

280. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)
The horses are tethered to a
nearby tree. Shorty, sur-
rounded by a group, is hand-
ing out the chow from a huge
caldron set above the camp-
fire.

Grinning, he gives her a brim-
ming plateful. Pudge, next,
is holding two plates.

281. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)
MED. CLOSE
Connie is cleaning up while
her dad is seated stiffly
on a log.

Connie moves toward her father,

Slowly and rather stiffly, he
rises, surreptitiously stretches
his joints. Connie takes his
arm and half pulls him with her.
Lane winces at the first step,
covers up and tries to walk
without showing his stiffness.

282. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)
MED. CLOSE
As Connie and Lane enter and
take their turns in line.

Lane eyes the stew suspiciously
and sniffs. It doesn't smell
divine to him.

BETTY:

Don't hold out on me,
Shorty!

PUDGE:

I might drop one.

AD LIBS:

Hurry up!
I'm half starved!
Save some for me!
Etc., etc.

CONNIE:

This is a real
celebration -- having
dinner with my dad two
nights in a row!

LANE: (smiles sweetly)

You go on, Connie. I'll
join you later.

CONNIE:

There won't be any
dinner left if you
don't hurry. Come on.

CONNIE:

Doesn't that smell
divine?

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282. CONTINUED:

Lane winces, but bravely holds
out his plate. Shorty heaps
it full.

283. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)
CLOSE

Gene and Alice watching Lane.
They exchange looks of amuse-
ment.

284. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)
MED. CLOSE

Connie sits on a log, motions
her father to sit next to her.
She is so busy eating that she
doesn't notice that he eases
himself very gingerly onto the
hard wood.

Lane can't even work up an
answer for that one. He looks
down at the food, takes a small
forkful and puts it into his
mouth. It tastes just about
like he thought it would.

Lane gulps, swallows, starts
to answer:

He breaks off, choking. Connie
thumps him on the back as Frog
enters.

Lane looks at him irately as we

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DISSOLVE TO:

LANE: (hesitantly)

What do you call it?

CONNIE:

Slop.

SHORTY:

That's good for what
ails you.

LANE: (watching her eat)

You never ate like that
at home.

CONNIE:

We didn't have a cook
like Shorty.

CONNIE:

Delicious, isn't it?...

LANE:

It certain....

FROG:

Did it go down the
wrong pipe?

LANE:

No -- I always eat like
this.

FROG:

Must take you quite a
while.

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294. EXT. CAMPFIRE: (NIGHT)
CLOSE - TADPOLE

295. EXT. CAMPFIRE: (NIGHT)
CLOSE - FROG

296. EXT. CAMPFIRE: (NIGHT)
MED. CLOSE

TADPOLE:

And combin' your hair --
and singin' love songs--

(mimicking)

Oh, light of my life,
woe is me...What's got
into you, anyway?

FROG:

It's hard to explain,
Tadpole. I don't know
just how to begin..
You see, now for
instance, in the
Animal Kingdom...

TADPOLE:

Don't give me that
corny routine about the
birds and bees.

FROG:

Quit interrupting.
I'm doing this. Where
was I?

TADPOLE:

In the Animal Kingdon.

FROG:

Oh, yeah. Well, now -
there's always a mama
animal and a papa
animal.

TADPOLE:

Get to the point. Where
do you come in?

FROG:

I'm sorta the papa
animal. Like there's
a mama lion and a papa
lion -- a mama mouse
and a papa mouse -- a
mama bird and a papa
bird --

TADPOLE: (baby voice)

-- And a little bird.

(he then gives Frog the
bird)

Frog burns then takes a swipe
at Tadpole. Tadpole ducks
under it, kicks Frog in the
shins.

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CONTINUED:

94.

296. CONTINUED:

He hops up and down nursing
his hurt shin.

DISSOLVE TO:

297. COMMITTED

298. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)
MED. CLOSE
Gene and Alice come in,
sit down on a felled log.
The sound of the campfire
music comes over scene.

Gene looks at her for a
moment, nods and continues
to express his interest in
song.

299. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)
CLOSEUP - GENE
To cover song.

300. EXT. RANGE CAMP. (NIGHT)
MED. CLOSE
Alice picks up the lyrics
where Gene left off and
sings a lap.

301. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)
CLOSE
Alice in song.

302. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)
CLOSE
Gene reacting to Alice's
singing.

303. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)
MED. CLOSE
Alice and Gene as they
duet the last few lines of
the song. As song comes to
an end, Gene is about to
speak when he sees something
o.s. Alice follows his gaze.

FROG:

Ouch!

TADPOLE: (beating it)

So long, papa bird.

ALICE:

I'll be sorry when this
summer's over...

GENE:

Does it have to be over?

ALICE:

What do you mean?

GENE:

Don't you know?

ALICE: (grinning)

Suppose we eliminate
the guesswork.

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95.

354. CONTINUED:

They are pepperling him with
papers, notes, deeds, etc.
that they are unloading from
their briefcases.

SIMPSON: (unloading briefcase)

We thought you must be
sick, so we brought
these to you --

MISS JONES: (shoving contract at him)

This should have been
signed two days ago --

MISS SMITH: (putting down another paper, pen beside it)

I knew you wouldn't want
this to wait any
longer --

CONTINUED:

118A.

lp

80. CONTINUED:

The girls immediately start
pulling Frog out of the scene
despite his continued protest.
CAMERA HOLDING on Gene and
Alice.

They both laugh.

DISSOLVE TO:

81.
thru
83,

OMITTED.

84. INT. BARN:
DOLLY SHOT
Frog is taking the girls on a
tour of inspection. They are
all interested but Connie, who
is bored and shows it.

Connie supplies innocently:

je

CONTINUED:

GENE: (grinning)
So long, Professor!

ALICE:
Maybe Mr. Millhouse
doesn't want to be
bothered with the girls.

GENE:
Oh, Frog loves children..

FROG:
This is where we keep
the hay that feeds the
cows that give the
milk that makes the
cream that turns into
butter that you put on
your bread.

RUNT:
Where do you get the
bread?

FROG:
We make the bread outa
the dough that -- aw,
the heck with it. We
buy it.

PUDGE:
How much land does
this ranch encompass?

FROG:
How much land does it
what?

CONNIE:
You know - take in.

30.

198. CONTINUED:

DISSOLVE TO:

199. INT. DORMITORY:
Connie is a pretty scared girl.
She has the letter she was
writing yesterdey out of the
desk drawer and is adding a
postscript.

200. INSERT:
LETTER. She has written:
"They make me walk for miles,
barefooted...."

202. EXT. RANCH YARD:
Tadpole is practicing, snap-
ing a whip at a tin can he
has set up.

203. INT. DORMITORY:
On Connie. This gives her an
idea. She starts writing fur-
iously.

204. INSERT:
LETTER, as she adds:
"If I told you the worst
you wouldn't believe me, so
I am sending you the proof.
Develop these right away as
every minute counts."

205. INT. DORMITORY:
CLOSE - CONNIE
Finishing the postscript.
She starts undoing her shirt
to take it off.

DISSOLVE TO:

HAP: (getting up, sore)

Listen, you've been ridin'
me ever since you took
my job --

GENE: (softly)

HAP:

Okay - so I forgot. Is
that anything to get
sore about?

GENE:

52.

251. CONTINUED:

DISSOLVE TO:

252. EXT. SKY:
Airplane flying along.

253. EXT. RANCH:
RED. CLOSE - FROG
He is shoeing his horse.
The sound of the plane
comes over. He looks up.

254. EXT. SKY:
LONG
From ground, SHOOTING UP
at the plane as it passes
overhead. CAMERA PANS BACK
to Frog, looking up. Mrs.
Forbes joins him.

255. EXT. FIELD: (STOCK)
PAN SHOT
Following the plane as it
glides in for a landing.

256. EXT. FIELD:
CLOSER ANGLE
As the plane taxis to a stop.
The pilot cuts the engine, he
and Lane emerge from the cabin.

As he exits, we,

DISSOLVE TO:

257. EXT. RANCH:
As Lane is driven up to the
courtyard in a model T Ford.

CONTINUED:

LANE:

No, charter one. I'll
leave right away.

(looks at the picture
again, his face grim)

I'll put these people
where they belong...

FROG:

Looks like he's
coming down...

MRS. FORBES:

I never did see what
kept those things up.

FROG:

It's the same principle
as a bird flying.

MRS. FORBES:

Well I don't understand
that either.

LANE:

Wait here. I'll get
a car to the ranch.

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70.

1106 CONT'D.

262. INT. RANCH HOUSE LIVING ROOM: MED.
Alice, Mrs. Forbes and Lane.
Alice is just finishing the ex-
planation. Lane is pacing the
room. So far, he has not been
noticeably mollified.

262A. INT. RANCH HOUSE LIVING ROOM: MED. CLOSE
Alice, Mrs. Forbes and Lane.

262B. INT. RANCH HOUSE LIVING ROOM: CLOSER ANGLE
Alice, Mrs. Forbes and Lane.
Alice gasps. Lane freezes.

ALICE:

So she just made the
whole thing up, Mr. Lane--

LANE: (annoyed)

Where were you when all
this was going on?

ALICE:

I didn't know a thing
about it --

LANE:

Your job was to know what
she was doing.

ALICE:

It won't happen again,
Mr. Lane. She was just
angry, and unhappy --

LANE: (impatiently)

I know, I know --
but why should she be
unhappy?

MRS. FORBES: (flatly)

Because she was spoiled.

LANE: (stiffly)

In that case I'd better
take her where they
don't feel that way.

ALICE: (trying to square
it)

But Mr. Lane, she's
getting along fine now --

LANE: (right over her)

I'll have her stay at
Santa Barbara. That's
where she wanted to go
in the first place.

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CONTINUED:

76.

265. INT. RANCH HOUSE OFFICE:
MED.
Lane is on the long distance
phone.

As he is talking Gene enters.
Lane hangs up, looks up at Gene.

265A. INT. RANCH HOUSE OFFICE:
MED. CLOSE
Gene and Lane.

LANE:
I'll be back in the
morning. Have the
Consolidated contracts
ready for me to sign.

LANE:
Yes?

GENE:
I wanted to talk to you
about Connie..

LANE:
That's all been decided.
She's going to Santa
Barbara.

GENE:
Does she want to go?

LANE:
Of course.

GENE:
Have you asked her?

LANE: (nettled)

I think I know what's
best for my own daughter--

GENE:
I'm not so sure you do.
A girl like Connie takes
a lot of bringing up,
Mr. Lane. You can't just
treat her like an
investment..checking on
her once a week...

LANE:
Young man, when I want
advice I have a staff of
highly competent men --

GENE: (getting sore
himself)

That probably yes you to
death.

CONTINUED:

79.

265A. CONTINUED:

He turns and exits.

266. INT. BUNKHOUSE:
Frog and Tadpole are playing checkers. Frog makes a move.

Gene enters.

LANE: (rising)

GENE:

Not if they're like you.

FROG:

There - I got you.

TADPOLE:

You sure have.

FROG:

Hi, Gene..

(sees his expression)

What's the matter?

GENE: (tossing his hat
aside)

FROG:

No luck, huh?

GENE:

Not even close.

(as he takes off his
coat)

You can't talk to a guy
like that. He thinks
because he's got all the
dough he knows all the
answers. It would do
him good to get away from
his checkbook a while.

FROG:

They still leaving in
the morning?

GENE: (exiting on into
his room)

Yeah...

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CONTINUED:

80.

263B. CONTINUED:

He exits. Frog grins after him, tosses the screw in the air and drops it. He and Tadpole scuffle on hands and knees. As they reach under the divan, their heads collide.

263C. INT. RANCH HOUSE LIVING ROOM: CLOSE
Frog and Tadpole. OVERLAPPING action. They exchange burns then bops on the forehead.

FADE OUT.

269. OMITTED.

270. OMITTED.

FADE IN:

271. TEXT. CORRAL:
Nellie is saddled; Frog is cinching another horse as Gene comes up.

GENE:

'Morning, Frog.

FROG: (blurting)

I'm takin' her riding this morning and you can't stop me. She's not tired and I washed my shirt so we're all set.

GENE:

Fine. We'll all go.

FROG:

Now listen --

GENE:

You two can't do the whole roundup yourselves, can you?

FROG:

We ain't supposed to go on the roundup for two weeks. What's the idea?

GENE:

Little special occasion for the guest of honor.

FROG:

All he needs to be entertained is a ticker tape. Besides, he won't go along. He don't like you --

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CONTINUED:

84.

278. CONTINUED:

Lane plainly shows his disappointment.

Connie and Gene chuckle.

He rides his horse out towards the head of the line, Connie looking after him with admiration. Frog rides into the SHOT alongside of Lane.

Frog moves his horse out of SHOT back to his original position.

279. EXT. RANGE:

MED. FULL

On the caravan as Gene in f.g. signals for a halt and orders:

As the members start to turn their horses off the trail,

FADE OUT.

LANE: (smiling feebly)

When do we get there?

GENE: (affably)

Oh, not for a long time.

-- but we'll be stopping for chow in a few minutes.

CONNIE:

I'm so hungry I could eat a horse.

LANE: (muttering)

I'd like to myself -- this horse.

CONNIE: (to Gene)

Can I help you round the horses up?

GENE:

We'll see.

FROG:

You'll be careful of that shirt, won't you? It's my Sunday best.

LANE:

I'll try not to roll around in the mud with it.

FROG:

Thanks.

GENE:

Okay. We're making camp.

88.

232. CONTINUED:

Lane winces, but bravely holds
out his plate. Beans joyfully
heaps it full.

283. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)

284. EXT. RANGE CAMP: (NIGHT)

Lane can't even work up an an-
swer for that one. He looks
down at the food, takes a small
forkful and puts it into his
mouth. It tastes just about
like he thought it would.

Lane looks at him irately as we
DISSOLVE TO:

CONNIE:
Slop.

REANS:
Slop plenty good for
what ails you.

LANE: (watching her eat)

CONNIE:
We didn't have a cook
like Beans.

CONNIE:
Delicious, isn't it?...

LANE:
It certain....

90.