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Clips from Old Yeller (1957)

"We'll have to sew him up."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Go jerk me a hair out of Old Jumper's tail."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Mama, I got your lizard."
Old Yeller (1957)
"- Ain't he pretty? - Ooh, yes. He really is."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Now if you'll just keep him for me until we get home. We're gonna play a game."
Old Yeller (1957)
"- What kind of a game? - We're playin' Old Yeller is sick."
Old Yeller (1957)
"- You're gonna take care of him. - Is that why he's all wrapped up?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"That's right. Now, you're gonna ride here and hold him."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Like we was two sick injuns?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"On account of he's a sicker Injun than me?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"don't lean on him and don't play with him."
Old Yeller (1957)
"He's a very, very sick Indian."
Old Yeller (1957)
"(GRUNTING)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Come on, Jumper."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Them prickly pear roots gonna make Travis well?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"I hope so, son."
Old Yeller (1957)
"- Mama? - Hmm?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"I'm sorry, Arliss. I'm too busy now."
Old Yeller (1957)
"You go out in the backyard and play."
Old Yeller (1957)
"(SQUEALING)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Now, Arliss, you stop it, and go outside this minute."
Old Yeller (1957)
"MR. SEARCY: Hello, the house!"
Old Yeller (1957)
"It's Mr. Searcy!"
Old Yeller (1957)
"ARLISS: Ain't he pretty? Is he for me?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Partly. Mostly he's for Travis."
Old Yeller (1957)
"But Travis can't play with no puppy. He's sick."
Old Yeller (1957)
"- Sick? - Him and Old Yeller. Hog cut."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Miss Coates, I brung somethin' for Travis. Can I take it to him?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Go right in there, honey."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Now if you'll excuse me, Mr. Searcy, I'm makin' up some new poultice."
Old Yeller (1957)
"You know, it's right providential I come along when I did."
Old Yeller (1957)
"'Tain't nothin' better than a prickly pear poultice,"
Old Yeller (1957)
"providin' a body knows how to fix it."
Old Yeller (1957)
"LISBETH: You hurt pretty bad?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"I'm all right. It'd take more than them old hogs to kill me."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Well, I... I brung you a surprise."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Thems was born in a badger hole. Seven of 'em."
Old Yeller (1957)
"This 'un's the best of the bunch."
Old Yeller (1957)
"See? He don't holler when you hold him up by the neck hide."
Old Yeller (1957)
"That don't mean nothin'."
Old Yeller (1957)
"If his mouth's black inside, that's what counts."
Old Yeller (1957)
"(PUPPY WHINING)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Well, anyhow, I..."
Old Yeller (1957)
"I brung him to ya."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Well, why don't you give him to Arliss? He'll like him."
Old Yeller (1957)
"- (DOOR CLOSES) - (SIGHS)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"(CRYING) Here, you can have him."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Golly!"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Golly! (BABBLING)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"That's the secret, Miss Coates,"
Old Yeller (1957)
"a-beatin' them roots till they're all soft and squishy..."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Mama, look at the little, bitty puppy Lisbeth give me."
Old Yeller (1957)
"MR. SEARCY: Oh."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Clean to the bone, looks like."
Old Yeller (1957)
"That there poultice is sure the stuff to suck out the poison,"
Old Yeller (1957)
"provided, of course, he ain't got hydrophoby."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Stuff dyin' like flies. Foxes, wolves, polecats, hogs..."
Old Yeller (1957)
"- Hogs? - Hogs can get it."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Same as that there boy or that old, yeller dog there."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Seen either one of them foamin' at the mouth, shown any signs of fits?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"- Fits of temper? - Of course not!"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Well, you better keep a close watch on them. Liable to show up at any time."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Knowed he was bound to die. Chained himself to a sweet gum tree."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Stayed right there till sickness took ahold."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Mr. Searcy, please."
Old Yeller (1957)
"But it's the gospel truth, Miss Coates!"
Old Yeller (1957)
"He went to snarlin' and snappin' at everything in sight."
Old Yeller (1957)
"He'd have done it too if that chain hadn't held him back."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Stayed right there till he died of the slobberin' fits."
Old Yeller (1957)
"They buried him under that sweet gum tree..."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Mr. Searcy, that's enough! Not another word!"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Biggest, nicest funeral you ever did..."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Now, Miss Coates, I was just tryin' to give a word of warnin'."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Reckon if I can't be of no more help around here,"
Old Yeller (1957)
"I'll be makin' tracks for home."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Huh? By doin' what, Miss Coates?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Like hitchin' up the mule and gatherin' in the corn crop"
Old Yeller (1957)
"before the deer eat it up, or the blowin' rain rot it in the field!"
Old Yeller (1957)
"I'll be glad to take care of that. Lisbeth?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Yes, Papa?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Lisbeth, honey, Miss Coates here, she's in kind of a bind."
Old Yeller (1957)
"but she's just like her old pappy... Stout and willin'!"
Old Yeller (1957)
"(SCOFFS)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Now, don't you forget, Miss Coates. If there's any other thing I can do for you,"
Old Yeller (1957)
"don't you be bashful about tellin' me."
Old Yeller (1957)
"I'm on call day or night."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Oh!"
Old Yeller (1957)
"I do believe you are cooler."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Mama, don't let what Mr. Searcy said bother you."
Old Yeller (1957)
"I know, Mama. Mama, I know."
Old Yeller (1957)
"I got a good look at them hogs."
Old Yeller (1957)
"(SIGHING)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Travis, we got lots of corn. Me, Mama and Lisbeth."
Old Yeller (1957)
"(cow MOOING)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"She's been actin' flighty lately, like she was scared of her own shadow."
Old Yeller (1957)
"And this mornin' she wouldn't let her calf suckle neither."
Old Yeller (1957)
"I think, maybe, she's got a bit of pea vine."
Old Yeller (1957)
"No, Mama, it can't be pea vine. Not this late in the year."
Old Yeller (1957)
"(MOOING)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Oh."
Old Yeller (1957)
"The poor thing."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Mama, that cow's got hydrophoby."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Hydrophoby? Oh, no, Travis."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Mr. Sanderson said when they stagger and slobber around, you know for sure."
Old Yeller (1957)
"I'll go get my gun."
Old Yeller (1957)
"(MOOING)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"(GUNSHOT)"
Old Yeller (1957)
"If the varmints get at it, could be that might spread the disease."
Old Yeller (1957)
"I'm hungry."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Well, I'll go rustle you up some bread and milk."
Old Yeller (1957)
"- How come you shot Old Rose? - She was sick."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Well, that's somethin' different."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Where'll Rose go now she's dead?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Nowhere, I reckon. She's just dead."
Old Yeller (1957)
"- Will she go to heaven? - I don't much reckon."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Ain't there no cows in heaven for the angels to milk?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"Here's your supper."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Oh, I don't know. A fer piece, I guess."
Old Yeller (1957)
"Is heaven as far off as Papa went?"
Old Yeller (1957)
"(EXHALES) A heap further than that."
Old Yeller (1957)
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