Where the Red Fern Grows
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:05:00
'Course, it'd be mighty tough
giving up country like this, too.

:05:04
- You'll stay for supper?
- Why, that's mighty kind of you, ma'am.

:05:06
Well, if we're going
to get any hunting done,

:05:09
we're going to
have to set up camp before dark.

:05:11
That is, of course,
if we have your permission.

:05:13
Oh, that'd be fine.
:05:14
There's a nice spot
just down the river,

:05:16
called Dripping Springs.
:05:18
Well, this road'll take you right to it.
:05:20
With hounds like these,
you're bound to tree a few.

:05:23
Well, they're the best
in Mr. Bellington's kennel.

:05:26
They're sure fine ones, mister.
:05:28
- They're champions.
- Yep.

:05:30
Won the coon-hunting competition
three years running.

:05:32
ls that right?
:05:34
Hey, you got any hounds
of your own, son?

:05:38
Well, ain't that a shame?
All this fine hunting...

:05:41
(Bellington) lt's getting late, Kyle.
Maybe we ought to go.

:05:44
Sure thing, Mr. Bellington.
lt's mighty nice meeting you folks.

:05:48
Yeah, y'all take care, now.
:06:20
(dogs barking)
:06:52
(Will) l'm out back, son.
:06:58
Thank you, Billy.

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