l said that any girl who would
permit a man to kiss her...

before they're formally engaged
is a trollop.

He said it again! Shoot him!
Now, hold on.
No, don't hold on!
lf you're my father, if you
love me, you'll shoot him.

Well, l'm your father...
and l sure love you...
Oh, you shot him!
You really shot him!

lf he dies...
lf he dies,
he'll be the first man ever
killed with a blank cartridge.

We use this to start
the races on the Fourth.

DEV: Hey, l'm on fire!
Oh, you poor dear!
Poor dear! You'd have
had me shot in cold blood!

But it didn't happen.
Yelling l insulted you and all!
What you need
is a good spanking!

Oh, Dev! Daddy!
Leave me out of this!
Oh, l think l'll give you
what you deserve.

- You wouldn't dare!
- Oh, wouldn't l?

You'll think next time
before you have someone shot!

This kicking and yelling
isn't going to help!

Don't! Daddy, wait
a minute! Daddy!

(Becky screaming)
Daddy, help me! Don't!
Devlin Warren, l hate you!
l hate you!

(Becky screaming)
G.W., was that a shot?
Becky, what happened?
He spanked me!
You spanked my daughter?
KATE: Ohh!
You mean you stood there while
that brute beat our daughter?

G.W., what's happened to you
in the last three years?

Better part of valor, son.
KATE: lsn't it enough that
you've always treated me...

like a squaw without subjecting
dear, sweet Becky...

to this crude, vulgar...
Katherine, you women are always
raising hell about one thing...

when it's something else
you're really sore about.

Don't you think it's
about time you told me...

what put the burr
under your saddle about me?

l don't intend to stand here...
and hold
a midnight conversation...

with an intoxicated man.