ben cartwheel and his two sons. mule and little mo, they own half the valley. - hello kate, how are you? - hi, ben. - well, i haven't seen you for some time (chuckles) hey, uh, water my horse, will ya, son? - water your horse, i'm not a stable boy! - i don't care about your mental condition, water my horse! - no need to worry about kate, mr. cartwheel, i'll protect her. - well kate, these boys can't protect you. now why don't you sell your spread out to me, you won't have to worry about black bart. - why ben, this ranch has been in my family for years, i do thank you, but i don't aim to sell. - alright kate, but my offer's always good. - thank you. - hey, what are you doin' there? - you asked me to water your horse, didn't ya? (ragtime music) - not now, this is a family show! - family show. - excuse me, stranger. - ok, big fella. - hey bartender, i hear you got some men here with prices on their heads. - that's right! - yeah well, there they are. - what are you gonna have? - sling me a sponge, bartender. - what's yo