The Rebel

See that, Pa?

Atta boy.

Positive joy to behold.

Thanks, Johnny.

The pleasure's all yours.

That's fine, Seldon.

Now practice your draw for awhile.

You stand a little improvement in your timing.

Thanks.

Well doggone if you ain't do it, Yuma.

Built me a man sized son from the ground up.

Well, it wasn't hard, Mr. Hollingsworth.

All Seldon cares about is pleasing you.

Suddenly since his mama passed over.

All that.

Must struck you as peculiar.

Boy his age living on one of the

biggest spreads in Texas.

His pa hiring you to learn him

how to rope and ride and do all the things

most kids pick up before they shed their diapers.

I just figured he'd been brought up in the East.

Nope.

Raised on the premises.

You signed on as wrangler.

Hadn't been no further east than the bunkhouse.

See, Johnny.

Mrs. Hollingsworth was the fragile sort.

Seldon took a big toll.

Reckon she wouldn't have hung on long as she did

if it wasn't for having the boy next to her.

18 years she lingered on.

Years that stretched a wide bridge

between me and my son.

One day, all this will come to Seldon.

It's a job for a man.

It's time he learned that life's

a hard rock to bed down with.

Well, how do you figure you'll teach him?

I want you to take my son to see the elephant.

You mean, take him to town?

Show him the sights?

Educate him.

I want him so doggone educated,

he'll come back here talking to himself.

Here's a list of things I want him to do.

Only don't ever let on our plan, did you?

That's a tall order.

You sure you want all this?

Fella as green as Seldon could

fetch up a heap of trouble.

I'm counting on it.

Matter of fact, I'm ensuring it.

Fellas owed me a debt going on six years.

I'm sending you two to Single Tree to collect.

Single Tree?

A wide open a sin town this side of Dodge.

Well, never heard of nobody

learning to swim in a mud puddle.

Boy, it's enough to take a fella's breath away.

I hope you'll be equally pleased

with your accommodation, Mr. Hollingsworth.

Knowing your father would've wished,

I've taken the liberty of assigning you

and Mr. Yuma the governor's suite.

If there's anything we can do

to make your stay more pleasant,

please don't hesitate to ask, sir.

Well, there is one thing.

You see, I've been noticing that

everybody's dressed so fancy like.

Well, makes Johnny and me look like

two wads in a cowlick, you know?

Oh, say no more, sir.

I'll have the finest tailor up at your suite, sir.

Thank you.

Oh, Mr. Hollingsworth.

Will you and Mr. Yuma be stopping long, sir?

That depends.

We're looking for a man named Josiah Boyd.

Where can we find him?

Try turning around.

Bull Hollingsworth's sprig, huh?

I guess there's no need in asking what you want.

It's been six years owing, Mr. Boyd.

$5,000 is a sizeable sum.

Come here, boy.

I want to show you something.

You see that street there?

That sign?

Your daddy helped put that there.

That's my home, boy.

Hell.

A few years back,

your daddy and some other respectable citizens

got together and decided Single Tree

had become too wild for upright folks.

So what they did, they split it down the middle.

Sin on one side,

sermons on the other.

How come you'd had tell me this?

Because that's where my money is.

Down where your daddy planted me,

south of the Deadline.

You got as much chance of collecting that debt

as I have of preaching Easter services.

But.

Bull loaned you that money in good faith.

The day your daddy marked me dirt,

I figured our account was squared.

I hear you run a

popular gambling casino south of Deadline.

That's right.

There are roughly 40 men on Bull's payroll

and every one's a wizard with a gun.

I'd be a pity if they took a notion

to come swarming in and take that

place of yours apart.

We'll be by tonight.

Have the money ready.

Treat you to a hot bath.

We could both use one.

Seldon.

You go ahead, I'll join you in a minute.

Excuse me.

Yes.

Seeing as this is the first time.

Seldon has set foot off his daddy's ranch,

Bull wants it to be a memorable

experience for the boy.

Well, there's a monologist over at the opera house.

Well, that's not exactly the kind

of experience Bull had in mind.

Drinking, gambling, brawling.

Oh, I'm afraid you picked the wrong

end of town to fill this order, sir.

I figure you could handle item six.

Item six.

A woman?

Well, Bull hopes to be a grandfather in this life.

He's especially anxious for his boy

to cultivate the acquaintance

of the opposite sex.

Some socially presentable young lady

whose his own age.

Can't promise, but I'll see what I can do, sir.

Thank you very much.

What'd I tell you?

Look at them.

Dumbstruck, every one of them.

And to think I almost let you talk me

into buying that black suit

the tailor showed me.

Seldon Hollingsworth.

Oh, bless me.

If you aren't the living image of your dear mama.

Well land sake's, child.

It's Carrie Blyden that used to bounce you on her knee.

I'm sorry, ma'am, I don't remember.

Oh well, how could you?

Why, you weren't even toddling

last time I saw your mama.

Rest her soul.

Oh, but many is the time I wondered,

were you growing up the boy she wanted you to be?

And when I heard that your daddy

let you come to town, why,

nothing would do but I had to see for myself.

I appreciate your interest, ma'am, but...

Mm-hmm.

Hmm, well, it wasn't just curiosity that brought me.

My niece, Mavis, is visiting from St. Lou,

and oh, she's been pestering me to death

to introduce her to an upstanding young man.

And now you arrived,

just like a package from a mail order.

Well, come on.

Oh, come on, she won't bite.

Mavis, dear.

This is Mr. Seldon Hollingsworth.

He's got a voice, miss.

It's temporarily out of service, that's all.

My name's Yuma, Johnny Yuma.

Well, I've some errands to run,

so I'll leave you youngsters to get acquainted.

Well, I'll meet you in the tea room.

Well, come to think of it,

there are a couple things I oughta do too.

No no, Johnny, don't go.

Whatever it is, it can wait, can't it?

Sure.

Sure, it'll wait.

There's the dearest little tea room down the street.

Why don't we all go there?

You came through like a champ.

Guess you know what you're doing.

Don't I always?

You know, Miss Mavis,

when Pa said I was going to town without him,

I just knew that something wonderful