The Rare Breed
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But if you find a loose cow
and could slip it past Hilary...

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I'd eat it horns, hooves,
hide, everything.

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[Lively instrumental music]
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[Dogs barking]
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[Men yelling]
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[Longhorn bellowing]
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BOWEN: You still think that bull of yours
could be her mate?

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Mr. Bowen, Vindicator's
first calves...

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will weigh half again as much
as your longhorn calves...

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and they'll be hardy.
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She can rip him to tatters
while he's still dancing.

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- He'll never beget a calf.
- You're mistaken.

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BOWEN: Madam, I've lived half my life here.
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And I tell you,
if the longhorns do not kill him...

:52:41
then the wolves
and the winters will.

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And I suppose you agree with him?
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Sometimes it gets down
to 20 below, ma'am.

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You can see that beast, Mother.
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[Bellowing]
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A cow? Good Lord!
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I believe that Vindicator
will live long enough...

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on the open range to reproduce.

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