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[Music in]
INDIAN: Ho, sheriff. Very funny. Where's the whiskey? Ha! Ha!
G.W.: Hold it.
JONES: Not so fast, Mr. Boss of the whole country, unless you want to wear a big hole in your middle.
MRS. MCLINTOCK: How long is G.W. gonna let that chee-chalker push him around?
JAKE: That chee-chalker has a sawed-off shotgun.
G.W.: How do you know she didn't wander off someplace or meet some fella' or somethin'?
JONES: What are you sayin'? That I didn't raise my girl right? That she'd wander off all night with some man?
G.W. There's a lot of things I'm not sayin' to you, mister, while you got a sawed-off shotgun in my middle. But how do you know this Indian had anything to do with it?
JONES: She's gone, ain't she? She's gone.
MILLIE JONES: Pa! Pa! I'm over here. Pa!
Been looking for me, Pa?
JONES: Where you been girl?
MILLIE JONES: Young Ben took me for a sunrise ride, and the horse wandered away.
[Laughter]
JONES: You come down off of there.
MILLIE JONES: But Pa!
YOUNG BEN: She's tellin' the truth, Mr. McLintock. We weren't doin' nothin'.
G.W.: Well that's not important right now. Important thing is that you don't draw that hog leg, or this'll be worse than Dodge City on Saturday night.
MILLIE JONES: But Papa.
JONES: You get on back in the wagon. I'll tend to you later. Now for this young whippersnapper.
G.W.: Now, no harm has been done. And young Ben here is one of the nicest boys in the territory. So just put down that shotgun . . .
JONES: I'll teach him to fool with my . . .
G.W.: Now, we'll all calm down.
DRAGO: Boss, he's just a little excited.
G.W.: I know, I know. I'm gonna use good judgment. I haven't lost my temper in 40 years. But pilgrim, you've caused a lot of trouble this morning, might've got somebody killed, and somebody oughta belt you in the mouth. But I won't, I won't. The hell I won't!
BRAWLER: McLintock, riders!
INDIAN: Ha! Ha! All right then.
SHERIFF: Hey buster, remember me?
INDIAN: Hello, sheriff, nice party.
AGARD: Do you think you oughta?
MRS. MCLINTOCK: I oughta what?
Why you big . . .
INDIAN: Good morning. Great party.
AGARD: Wait, I want a word with you. Hey, just a minute. What d'y do . . . my glasses. Stop this or you'll be sorry.
Hey!
G.W.: Stay out of this, Jake.
JAKE: It's everybody's war.
INDIAN: Where's the whiskey?
Where's the whiskey? Good fight, good fight.
Ha! Ha!
DOUGLAS: Sorry, Mr. McLintock.
INDIAN: Oh, ho, my friend.
G.W.: Thanks.
INDIAN: Ha! Ha! Very funny.
G.W.: Yeah, very funny.
DRAGO: Gosh, Mr. Douglas, I'm sorry. Ha! Ha! Ha!
BUNNY: [Unintelligible], Drago. Agh!
G.W.: Are you still down here?
JONES: Hey! You was running away, huh?
YOUNG BEN: Honestly, Mr. Jones, honest.
G.W.: Oh! Get outta my way.
Nice left.
DEVLIN: Thanks.
DAVEY: And I went to college.
JAKE: For this you don't need college.
DEVLIN: You're not gettin' me in there.
G.W.: Oh!
MRS. MCLINTOCK: You did this on purpose. Why McLintock, you . . .
BUNNY: Good morning to you, Mrs. McLintock.
MRS. MCLINTOCK: Bunny, you big . . . Oh!
G.W.: Oh no!
MRS. MCLINTOCK: G.W., because of you . . .
G.W.: Well, it's pretty hard to control yourself . . .
INDIAN: [Unintelligible] Great party, but no whiskey. We go home.
MRS. MCLINTOCK: You and your friends.
G.W.: Well, we at least saved your hat.
AGARD: Where is everybody? Oh, for heaven's sake.
[Music out]
INDIAN: Ho, sheriff. Very funny. Where's the whiskey? Ha! Ha!
G.W.: Hold it.
JONES: Not so fast, Mr. Boss of the whole country, unless you want to wear a big hole in your middle.
MRS. MCLINTOCK: How long is G.W. gonna let that chee-chalker push him around?
JAKE: That chee-chalker has a sawed-off shotgun.
G.W.: How do you know she didn't wander off someplace or meet some fella' or somethin'?
JONES: What are you sayin'? That I didn't raise my girl right? That she'd wander off all night with some man?
G.W. There's a lot of things I'm not sayin' to you, mister, while you got a sawed-off shotgun in my middle. But how do you know this Indian had anything to do with it?
JONES: She's gone, ain't she? She's gone.
MILLIE JONES: Pa! Pa! I'm over here. Pa!
Been looking for me, Pa?
JONES: Where you been girl?
MILLIE JONES: Young Ben took me for a sunrise ride, and the horse wandered away.
[Laughter]
JONES: You come down off of there.
MILLIE JONES: But Pa!
YOUNG BEN: She's tellin' the truth, Mr. McLintock. We weren't doin' nothin'.
G.W.: Well that's not important right now. Important thing is that you don't draw that hog leg, or this'll be worse than Dodge City on Saturday night.
MILLIE JONES: But Papa.
JONES: You get on back in the wagon. I'll tend to you later. Now for this young whippersnapper.
G.W.: Now, no harm has been done. And young Ben here is one of the nicest boys in the territory. So just put down that shotgun . . .
JONES: I'll teach him to fool with my . . .
G.W.: Now, we'll all calm down.
DRAGO: Boss, he's just a little excited.
G.W.: I know, I know. I'm gonna use good judgment. I haven't lost my temper in 40 years. But pilgrim, you've caused a lot of trouble this morning, might've got somebody killed, and somebody oughta belt you in the mouth. But I won't, I won't. The hell I won't!
BRAWLER: McLintock, riders!
INDIAN: Ha! Ha! All right then.
SHERIFF: Hey buster, remember me?
INDIAN: Hello, sheriff, nice party.
AGARD: Do you think you oughta?
MRS. MCLINTOCK: I oughta what?
Why you big . . .
INDIAN: Good morning. Great party.
AGARD: Wait, I want a word with you. Hey, just a minute. What d'y do . . . my glasses. Stop this or you'll be sorry.
Hey!
G.W.: Stay out of this, Jake.
JAKE: It's everybody's war.
INDIAN: Where's the whiskey?
Where's the whiskey? Good fight, good fight.
Ha! Ha!
DOUGLAS: Sorry, Mr. McLintock.
INDIAN: Oh, ho, my friend.
G.W.: Thanks.
INDIAN: Ha! Ha! Very funny.
G.W.: Yeah, very funny.
DRAGO: Gosh, Mr. Douglas, I'm sorry. Ha! Ha! Ha!
BUNNY: [Unintelligible], Drago. Agh!
G.W.: Are you still down here?
JONES: Hey! You was running away, huh?
YOUNG BEN: Honestly, Mr. Jones, honest.
G.W.: Oh! Get outta my way.
Nice left.
DEVLIN: Thanks.
DAVEY: And I went to college.
JAKE: For this you don't need college.
DEVLIN: You're not gettin' me in there.
G.W.: Oh!
MRS. MCLINTOCK: You did this on purpose. Why McLintock, you . . .
BUNNY: Good morning to you, Mrs. McLintock.
MRS. MCLINTOCK: Bunny, you big . . . Oh!
G.W.: Oh no!
MRS. MCLINTOCK: G.W., because of you . . .
G.W.: Well, it's pretty hard to control yourself . . .
INDIAN: [Unintelligible] Great party, but no whiskey. We go home.
MRS. MCLINTOCK: You and your friends.
G.W.: Well, we at least saved your hat.
AGARD: Where is everybody? Oh, for heaven's sake.
[Music out]