Shane

Joey: Somebody's comin', Pa! Joe Starrett Sr.: Well, let him come.

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Shane: You were watchin' me down the trail for quite a spell, weren't you? Joey: Yes I was. Shane: You know, I... hoe de hohoho I like a man who watches things go on around. It means he'll make his mark someday.

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Ryker: Howdy Starrett. Morgan: 'specting trouble? Ryker: I don't want no trouble, Starrett. I came to inform ya. I got that beef contract for the reservation. Joe: Did it take this many of you to tell me that? Ryker: I mean business. Joe: Then you tend to your own. Ryker: That's just what I'm doing! I'm telling ya now, I'm gonna need all my range. Joe: Now that you've warned me, would you mind gettin' off my place? Ryker: Your place! You're gonna have to get out before the snow flies. Joe: And supposin' I don't? Ryker: You and the other squatters... Joe: Homesteaders, you mean, don't you? Ryker: I could blast you out of here right now, you and the others. Joe: Now you listen to me, the time for gun-blastin' a man off of his own place is past. Why, they're building a penitentiary right now... Marion: [interrupting] Joe, that's enough. Morgan: [to Shane]Who are you, stranger? Shane: I'm a friend of Starrett's.

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Joe: These old-timers, they just can't see it yet, but runnin' cattle on an open range just can't go on forever. It takes too much space for too little results. Those herds aren't any good. They're all horns and bone. Now, cattle that is bred for meat and fenced in and fed right - that's the thing. You gotta pick your spot, get your land, your own land. Now a homesteader, he can't run but a few beef. But he can sure grow grain and cut hay. And then what with his garden and the hogs and milk, well, he'll make out all right. We make out, don't we, Marion? Marion: [pause] Of course. Joe: I wouldn't ask you where you're bound. Shane: One place or another. Some place I've never been.

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Joey: Pa, do you think Shane will teach me to shoot? Joe: I'll teach you myself, once I get the time, Joey. Joey: Can you shoot as good as Shane, Pa? Joe: How do I know? I've never seen him shoot. But I doubt it. Joey: He didn't wear his gun today. Why is that, Pa? Joe: Well, he's tradin' at the store, not holdin' it up. Joey: But why, Pa, honest? Why didn't he? Joe: I don't wear one myself. Joey: It goes with him, though...Could you whip him, Pa? Could you whip Shane? Joe: Don't you ask nothin' but questions? Joey: But could you? Joe: Ooh, maybe. But there’s no call for that, Joey. Shane’s on our side. Marion: Somebody’s coming, Joe. Joe: I know. It’s Ernie Wright.

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Chris: Well now, looky here what we got. [to Pete] That’s one of the new ones. We call him Sody-pop. Pete: Deal me out. Chris: Why, what's the matter, Pete? Pete: Just say I'm superstitious. Chris: [to Shane] I guess you don’t hear very well, sodbuster. I told you that if you wanted to stay healthy you’d keep out of here. Look pig farmer, you’d better get back inside with the women and kids where it’s safe.... D’you hear me? Get goin’. Shane: Don’t push it, Calloway. Chris: Did you think you were goin’ to come in here and drink with the men? Chris: You ain’t going to drink that in here. Shane: You guessed it.

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