application.
JANIE
You used to be a rodeo rider, Pop, but you're not anymore. You heard what the doc said. No
more broncs unless you want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair.
DASH
At least I'd have something underneath me that moved.
JANIE
What about that cocktail waitress in El Paso?
DASH
Janie?
JANIE
Yeah, Pop?
DASH
Remind me to tan your hide.
EXTERIOR. PDQ RANCH HOUSE FRONT PORCH
ELEANOR CHADWICK steps out looking harried. She is beautiful, perfectly coiffed, and too stylishly dressed for her surroundings. She speaks to someone still in the house.
ELEANOR
I don't care if we do have a horse foaling. Dusty can call an obstetrician.
I'm going into Goose
Creek and see if there's anyone in that godforsaken town who knows how to give a cucumber/ Grand Marnier facial.
She spots Dash and Janie.
Oh, Lord, what now?
Dash and Janie stop at the bottom of the stairs. Dash sets down saddle. He and Eleanor take each other in. He is a handsome man, and she can't help admiring him. On the other hand, she hates everything about the West, including cowboys.
ELEANOR
My, my. If it isn't Wyatt Earp and Billy the Kidette.
Eleanor's sarcasm doesn't go over well with Dash. Although he has a weakness for beautiful women, her patronizing attitude sets his teeth on edge. Janie knows her father too well and quickly intercedes.
JANIE
Howdy, ma'am. My name's Janie Jones. This here is my pop, Mr. Dash Jones. He's your new ranch manager.
DASH
I'll do my own talking, Jane Marie.
ELEANOR
(taking in Dash)
They certain do grow them big out here in the West. It must be from smoking all that sagebrush. You're late, by the way. You were supposed to be here yesterday. If you're going to work for me, you'll have to be more reliable.
DASH
(resting one boot on the step)
Well, you see ma'am, that's just it. I'm not going to be working for you. I just remembered that I
got a better offer from this fellow who runs a rattlesnake ranch right off the interstate. All he wants me to do is hand-feed those critters. The way I figure it, the company'd be more polite.
ELEANOR
(indignantly)
Of all the gall. You're fired, do you hear me? I wouldn't have you working for me if you were the last ranch manager in Texas.
DASH
That's just fine with me, ma'am, because from the looks of this place, you won't be in business much longer.
Janie's eyes dart from her father to Eleanor and back ogain. Realizing she has to do something, she clutches her stomach and falls down on porch, groaning loudly. Eleanor looks alarmed and runs to her side, fussing over her.
ELEANOR
What's wrong? What's wrong with her?
DASH
(impervious to Janie's dramatic groans)
I'd watch yourself there, ma'am. When she gets like this, she has a tendency to upchuck, and
I don't think the color scheme would coordinate with those nice clothes of yours.
Janie's groans intensify. Eleanor becomes more alarmed. She continues to fuss over Janie.
ELEANOR
Do something, will you! What kind of a father are you to let your child suffer like this?
DASH
It's probably just another busted appendix. She gets them all the time. I wouldn't trouble yourself.
With that. Dash picks Janie up and throws her over his shoulder.
ANGLE TO SIDE OF HOUSE WITH BARN IN BACKGROUND
BLAKE CHADWICK comes running toward the house. A handsome and charming young man, he's dressed in jeans and a work shirt, both obviously new. But even though he's a city slicker, Blake likes the PDQ Ranch, and he wants to make a go of it.
Janie's screams stop as she spots Blake. She stares at him open-mouthed. He's the handsomest man
she's ever seen, and at the age of thirteen, she falls in love for the first time.
BLAKE
Mom, Dusty says the foal's not turned right. We're going to lose both the foal and the mare if that vet doesn't get here soon. And the trail party that left this morning should have been back hours
ago. I'm going to have to go after them.
ELEANOR
That's impossible! You don't know the
JANIE
You used to be a rodeo rider, Pop, but you're not anymore. You heard what the doc said. No
more broncs unless you want to spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair.
DASH
At least I'd have something underneath me that moved.
JANIE
What about that cocktail waitress in El Paso?
DASH
Janie?
JANIE
Yeah, Pop?
DASH
Remind me to tan your hide.
EXTERIOR. PDQ RANCH HOUSE FRONT PORCH
ELEANOR CHADWICK steps out looking harried. She is beautiful, perfectly coiffed, and too stylishly dressed for her surroundings. She speaks to someone still in the house.
ELEANOR
I don't care if we do have a horse foaling. Dusty can call an obstetrician.
I'm going into Goose
Creek and see if there's anyone in that godforsaken town who knows how to give a cucumber/ Grand Marnier facial.
She spots Dash and Janie.
Oh, Lord, what now?
Dash and Janie stop at the bottom of the stairs. Dash sets down saddle. He and Eleanor take each other in. He is a handsome man, and she can't help admiring him. On the other hand, she hates everything about the West, including cowboys.
ELEANOR
My, my. If it isn't Wyatt Earp and Billy the Kidette.
Eleanor's sarcasm doesn't go over well with Dash. Although he has a weakness for beautiful women, her patronizing attitude sets his teeth on edge. Janie knows her father too well and quickly intercedes.
JANIE
Howdy, ma'am. My name's Janie Jones. This here is my pop, Mr. Dash Jones. He's your new ranch manager.
DASH
I'll do my own talking, Jane Marie.
ELEANOR
(taking in Dash)
They certain do grow them big out here in the West. It must be from smoking all that sagebrush. You're late, by the way. You were supposed to be here yesterday. If you're going to work for me, you'll have to be more reliable.
DASH
(resting one boot on the step)
Well, you see ma'am, that's just it. I'm not going to be working for you. I just remembered that I
got a better offer from this fellow who runs a rattlesnake ranch right off the interstate. All he wants me to do is hand-feed those critters. The way I figure it, the company'd be more polite.
ELEANOR
(indignantly)
Of all the gall. You're fired, do you hear me? I wouldn't have you working for me if you were the last ranch manager in Texas.
DASH
That's just fine with me, ma'am, because from the looks of this place, you won't be in business much longer.
Janie's eyes dart from her father to Eleanor and back ogain. Realizing she has to do something, she clutches her stomach and falls down on porch, groaning loudly. Eleanor looks alarmed and runs to her side, fussing over her.
ELEANOR
What's wrong? What's wrong with her?
DASH
(impervious to Janie's dramatic groans)
I'd watch yourself there, ma'am. When she gets like this, she has a tendency to upchuck, and
I don't think the color scheme would coordinate with those nice clothes of yours.
Janie's groans intensify. Eleanor becomes more alarmed. She continues to fuss over Janie.
ELEANOR
Do something, will you! What kind of a father are you to let your child suffer like this?
DASH
It's probably just another busted appendix. She gets them all the time. I wouldn't trouble yourself.
With that. Dash picks Janie up and throws her over his shoulder.
ANGLE TO SIDE OF HOUSE WITH BARN IN BACKGROUND
BLAKE CHADWICK comes running toward the house. A handsome and charming young man, he's dressed in jeans and a work shirt, both obviously new. But even though he's a city slicker, Blake likes the PDQ Ranch, and he wants to make a go of it.
Janie's screams stop as she spots Blake. She stares at him open-mouthed. He's the handsomest man
she's ever seen, and at the age of thirteen, she falls in love for the first time.
BLAKE
Mom, Dusty says the foal's not turned right. We're going to lose both the foal and the mare if that vet doesn't get here soon. And the trail party that left this morning should have been back hours
ago. I'm going to have to go after them.
ELEANOR
That's impossible! You don't know the
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