Giant

There he is.

There's the stallion. That's War Winds.

Beautiful.

That's my daughter riding him. Leslie.

Leslie is my daughter. She's riding him.

Doctor, that sure is a beautiful animal.

We'll get to the horses first thing in the morning.

Now you'll come up to the house and get ready for dinner.

So you are from Nevada, Mr. Beckwith?

Texas, Mama.

You're from Texas, Mr. Beckwith?

Yes, ma'am, Texas. Benedict's the name.

You're here about the horses, aren't you?

Yes, ma'am.

I came to buy your stallion, War Winds, that is if your daughter doesn't mind too much.

In all likelihood, our Leslie will be leaving us soon in any case.

David is with the embassy in Washington. He's been called back to England.

Will she like it there, do you think?

She's going to marry him?

Mother! Let me sell Mr. Benedict War Winds.

I can tell you all his bad points.

For one thing, he eats too much, doesn't he, Papa?

'Cause you see, it's either War Winds or me. Something has to go.

Now Leslie you know very well that horse is just too spirited for any woman to ride.

I know Miss Leslie that your horse is gonna miss you and all this nice, green country, but...

I'll do my best to make him feel right at home in Texas.

Isn't Texas green, Mr. Benedict?

Well, no ma'am, not altogether.

You must tell us about Texas, Mr. Benedict.

Well, it's not that easy.

It's different than any other state, I think.

At least that's what we think. It's almost a different country.

From an Englishman's point of view, its mere size takes your breath away.

Yes, it's big all right.

How large are your ranches?

Most every size. Large and small.

Mr. Benedict's Reata is one of the largest of them all.

Oh, really?

And just how large is that?

It's one of the biggest.

How big is that?

There are one or two others as big, I suppose, up where we come from...

and some larger ones on the coastal plains.

Can't you be more specific?

What's the size of your place? 50,000? 20,000 acres?

Around a half million. 595,000 acres, to be exact.

I'd call that quite a parcel!

How many acres did you say, Mr. Benedict?

He said 595,000 acres, Mama.

And you should see the greedy look on your face.

Witness excused.

No, thank you, Miss Leslie.

I'm afraid I wouldn't look good in this outfit.

I like your country.

Why don't you stay a while and really see something of it?

It's roundup time in my country. Big spring roundup.

Your country?

Reata.

Your country, my country. You make us sound so far apart.

Maybe you could come out and see it...

if you get a chance.

I'll be off real early in the morning, so...

goodbye.

I'm awfully glad you came.

I'm not going to say goodbye to you in the moonlight.

It would just be too touching. Good night!

" Texas."

Are you in love with him?

Yes, I think so.

Will you do me a favor and run along to bed?

-Leslie? -Good night.

If you won't marry David Karfrey...

will you give him to me?

Yes! Now, good night.

As far as I'm concerned, it's a deal.

-$10,000 is a lot of money. -It's a lot of horse.

Let's have some breakfast and get going.

-Why, Leslie! -Good morning.

You don't look as if you'd been dancing all night, Miss Leslie.

I came home at 10:55.

I read about Texas until 5:00 this morning.

Let the poor boy eat his breakfast in peace.

It takes a heap of reading, Texas does.

We really stole Texas, didn't we?

I mean, away from Mexico.

You're catching me a bit early to start joking.

But I'm not joking. It's all right there in the history books.

Mr. Austin came down with 300 families, it says.

The next thing you know, they're claiming it from Mexico.

I never heard anything as ignorant as some Eastern people--

Oh, please, Jordan.

I'm only speaking impersonally. About history.

You all think that the glory happened in the East...

with Valley Forge and Bunker Hill!

Do you know about San Jacinto? Have you heard about the Alamo?

Why, certainly.

I read about them all last night.

I didn't mean to be impolite, but it's so new to me.

I just mean, it's just all so new...

and so fascinating!

You mustn't talk that way to a Texan. They feel very strongly about their state.

He shouldn't take it so hard.

Jordan, you would think somebody had spoiled you terribly.

Your wife or somebody.

I haven't any wife. I live with my sister.

Why aren't you married?

First you attack a man's country, and now you try to pry into his family life.

Thank you, Doctor.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

-Good morning, Lacey. -Good morning, Papa.

How are we doing?

We'll have to be getting along soon if you're going to make your train.

-Good morning, everybody. -Good morning, Nancy.

Good morning, dear.

Good morning, Mr. Benedict.

Isn't this a beautiful morning?

Leslie, if Mr. Benedict has finished his breakfast...

why don't you show him the stables?

We've just quarreled politely about Texas. It's no use trying to pawn me off on him.

And anyway, Mother...

he's probably engaged to marry the daughter of the adjoining ranch...

who, though beautiful, is comparatively poor.

She only has 200,000 acres and half a million cows.

Is she pretty?

We must hurry.

Mr. Benedict and I will have to be leaving now.

Who, may I ask, is the lucky young lady that you're going to marry...

with all those cows?

I'll get the car.

It's funny, ma'am. My neighbor is a girl, Vashti Hake.

There was some talk of my marrying her, but I'm not.

Come on, if you want to catch that train.

It all sounds so romantic!

Come along, David, you're for me.

What's that, a wolf?.

No, honey.

It's just a little old coyote.

Don't you think you've done enough sightseeing?

Tell me when we're in Texas.

That's Texas you've been looking at.

For the last eight hours.

I don't know how other brides feel on their honeymoon...

but I'm having a lovely time.

We can't say it's been dull.

That is, so far anyway.

Wake up, honey. We're here, honey.

Where?

Hello.

Good morning.

Is that Texas?

It's Benedict. That's where we ship from.

These people never learn!

I'm Mrs. Benedict.

That means, " Welcome, the newlyweds."

Let's go, Leslie.

And what is your name?

That's a beautiful name.

Come on, it's 50 miles to coffee.

This is it, honey. This is your home.

But it's huge!

I thought it was a ranch house.

My old man built it to show the cotton crowd we were just as high-powered.

It's enormous just for the two of us.

Luz lives here with me.

With us.

She's run the house since Ma passed on. Some say she even runs the ranch!

Take it easy, Leslie.

What are your names?

What do you mean behave?

Here we don't make a fuss over those people. You're a Texan now.

Is that a state of mind? I'm still myself.

You're my wife, honey. You're a Benedict.

I still have a mind of my own. Elsewhere, being gracious is acceptable.

We're gracious, but....

Fine thing...

standing here quarreling with rice still in our hair!

It's so nice and cool!

I thought somebody was hurt, maybe.

We didn't know you were there.

Well, we're home. We're here.

I've been looking for you for weeks.

We weren't expected to be back sooner, were we?

With all the spring work to be done, the roundup...

I didn't figure Bick would stay away.

If I miss a roundup every time I have a honeymoon, I won't miss much, will I?

I thought I fired him off this place.

Where do you think you're going with my automobile?

Just hold on.

Don't go taking off on me. That old truck broke down again.

You want me going down the road?

That's exactly what I was going to do.

But she said, "You stay on and do your work."

Next time I tell you to get, you get!

Bick and Jett are everlasting jangling about something.

-Madama is the one who told me to stay. -That's right.

With you away, we needed all the help there was.

They're all scared to death of her. You know that.

Everyone, except you and me.

You just tend to your work.

Tell me who is the boss around here...