The Yearling
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:05:01
Pa! Oh, Pa!
:05:05
Old Death's got to wait a while on me.
:05:09
Doc. Hey, doc.
:05:12
- What?
- Look at Pa.

:05:19
Lord of the jaybirds, he made it.
:05:24
- He's dead!
- Not by a long shot.

:05:27
He's pulled through.
:05:30
You sound like you're sorry.
:05:33
- I could sleep for a week.
- That's just what I want you to do.

:05:40
He ain't pretty,
but by thunder, he's alive.

:05:43
I woke up fixing to bury him.
:05:45
- How he done it without whiskey?
- How come you be out of it?

:05:49
I was finishing my last jug
when you rode up.

:05:53
How was I to know somebody was
to get snake-bit? Thank you, ma'am.

:05:57
Jody, you finished?
:06:00
Take this warm milk into your pa.
And mind you don't spill none of it.

:06:05
Now did I have me a real good snort,
I'd be pretty nigh satisfied.

:06:18
It were a near thing, Pa.
:06:21
- You all right now, though.
- That's right.

:06:24
I'm proud, the way you kept your head
and done what was needed.

:06:29
What's the matter, boy?
:06:31
- Pa, you recollect that doe you shot?
- Can't never forget her.

:06:36
Most likely she saved your life?
:06:38
She saved me, that's certain.
:06:41
Pa, you recollect
that little fawn she had?

:06:46
Yes, boy.
:06:47
Most likely it's mighty scared
and lonesome and hungry.

:06:51
I reckon so.
:06:53
It might be out there,
not knowing which way to go.

:06:56
Might be.
:06:59
It won't take much to raise it.

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