It Takes A Big Man (Episode 2.06)
Executive Producer Frank Price
Judge Garth is buying horses from an old friend and brings along his top hands, Trampas and Steve. While the Judge is inside visiting, his friends son Hank (named after the Judge) is breaking a horse while the others watch admiringly. When the horse appears to be broken and is calmly standing under saddle, Hank suddenly pulls hard on the reins, hurting the horse's mouth and causing him to rear. Trampas look changes immediately from one of admiration to one of anger as he speaks the words above. Hank pulls a second time, then climbs down and smugly asks Trampas if he learned anything. Trampas replies sharply How to ruin a good horse! The Judge would dock you a months pay for yanking on a horses mouth like that! Happens I aint hired out to the Judge, Hank retorts.
Ironically, Hanks father has just completed an agreement with Judge Garth which forces his unruly son to work at Shiloh where its hoped he will straighten out.
Six oclock already, said Balaam, saddling the horses. And well not get started for ten minutes more. Then he came to Pedro. So you havent quit fooling yet, havent you? he exclaimed, for the pony shrank as he lifted the bridle. Take that for your sore mouth! and he rammed the bit in, at which Pedro flung back and reared.
Well, I never saw Pedro act that way yet, said the Virginian....Mr. Balaam...Ill buy that hawss off yu right now.
Balaam shook his head. Youll not do that right now or any other time, said he. I happen to want him. The Virginian could do no more.
Meanwhile Balaam began to lead Pedro to the creek for a last drink before starting across the torrid drought. The horse held back on the rein a little, and Balaam turned and cut the whip across his forehead. A delay of forcing and backing followed, while the Virginian, already in the saddle, waited...
He ain goin to follow you while youre beatin his haid, the Southerner at length remarked.
Do you think you can teach me anything about horses? retorted Balaam.
Well, it dont look like I could, said the Virginian, lazily.
Then dont try it, so long as its not your horse, my friend.
Again the Southerner levelled his eye on Balaam. All right, he said, in the same gentle voice. And dont you call me your friend. Youve made that mistake twiced.