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File: Tumbleweeds (1925).webm

Author: King Baggot

Publisher: United Artists

Year: 1925

PD: PD/US|1948

Note: Tumbleweeds is a 1925 American silent Western film starring and produced by William S. Hart. It depicts the Cherokee Strip land rush of 1893. The film is said to have influenced the Oscar-winning 1931 Western Cimarron (under copyright until 2027), which also depicts the land rush.

Cat: Films with historical settings, Western film


00:00

CAST


00:16

Man and beast——both blissfully unaware that their reign is over.


00:35

"Oh, I'm a rollin' rambler,
A tumblin' tumbleweed,
The prairie is my racetrack,
The wild wind is my steed!"


00:52

Don Carver—just another tumbleweed.


01:26

"Go ahead an' live. You've got a whole lot more right here than them that's comin'."


01:59

"Lucky for you pups this ain't my day for killin' varmints."


02:13

"I never cease my roamin;
I'm always hard to catch—
But the punkin stays forever
In the same old garden patch"


02:44

The most fertile spot in a fertile land——the Home Ranch of the Box K.


03:14

Kentucky Rose—proving that a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.


03:42

"Wolf pups."


03:46

"Uh-huh—we poisoned their ma and pa an' I reckon it's up to us to give them a chanct."


04:04

"The punkin lays and waits
To be turned into pies and tarts,
But the tumbleweed it jumps the fence
And heads for other parts!"


04:21

"You cow nurses sure will be headin' for other parts before long—I'm hearin' down south the Strip's been opened to homesteaders."


04:36

"Do you mean this here Cherokee Strip we're standin' on right now?"


04:46

"Yes—and I'm goin' now to find out for sure."


05:00

"Boss, can I come along?"


05:19

On the edge of the Strip—the cow-town of Caldwell, Kansas—population 200.


06:19

"Ain't none of them homesteaders in sight yet."


06:27

"Your eyesight ain't none too good—they're comin' right now."


06:47

The Advance Guard.


07:18

"That ain't no homesteader—it's a woman."


07:35

"Hey I'll fix that."


08:18

"My name's Mrs. Riley—I'm a widow lady that's come to take out one of them homesteads."


09:12

"It can't be no disgrace to be a homesteader when a woman like her is one."


09:23

"We're goin' back to our cows."


09:30

Clearing all the cattle from the rich grazing land by Government order.


09:44

The Pointer


09:53

The Wheeler


10:39

"Yonder comes the Triple X outfit."


10:53

"Uh—huh—and there goes the Circle Dot."


11:07

"Golly, it's tough! There goes the Diamond Bar."


11:30

"Boys—it's the last of the West."


11:43

While almost over night the little town of Caldwell mushrooms into a seething, rawboned metropolis.


12:15

The ceaseless on-coming line of home-seekers.


12:47

WELCOME HOMESTEADERS
Caldwell is glad To see you home


13:10

"Funny horses like water an' them bein' so sensible in other things."


13:57

"You this boy's father?"


14:03

"This your dog?"


14:12

"Then I reckon you'll be apologizen' to both of them."


14:30

"I said you'd be apologizen'."


14:55

"Make a bow an' say—'Boy, I beg your pardon'."


15:10

"Now say—"Dog, I beg your pardon!"


16:01

"You're not old enough to carry a loaded gun—."


16:11

"I'm warning you to act like a man after this."


16:37

"If you ever meet that hombre again, don't turn your back on him."


17:05

"Hello, Benton!"


17:10

"Not Benton, any more—. I'm Bill Freel, now."


17:29

"You didn't get wet—you got saturated."


17:44

"Here's the roundup report, Boss—the last one—it's sure tough."


18:07

"Gee, mister, that was funny—the way you made him take his hat off."


18:58

"Don, why don't you register for a piece of land and settle down?"


19:07

"The only land I'll settle down on will be under a tombstone."


22:37

"I—I'm powerful sorry, miss—I——."


22:44

Ladies
Parlor


23:06

"This is my sister, Molly."


24:03

"It's called the Box K ranch and controls the waterways. There's a million in it and I'm going to get it."


24:18

"Where do I come in?"


Creek

Ranch House



50-50


24:49

"Was you plannin' to stay here long?"


24:55

"Yes—we came to stake out a homestead claim when the Strip opens."


25:17

"It's a right good idea, miss—I been aimin' to stake out a claim myself."


26:14

"This is my brother—Noll."


26:23

"We met outside."


26:58

"That lanky sister of yours has sure grown into a good-looker—I'm banking on a fifty-fifty break for her too."


27:15

"To think that a gal could have a cayuse like him for a brother."


27:28

"He ain't her brother—he's her half brother—same as mine."


27:43

"Kentucky, I'm going to register for a piece of land—ain't nothin' like ownin' land—no sir!"


27:59

Nearing the day of the Strip opening, with the wagons of an endless horde still rolling in from the four points of the compass.


28:18

U.S. LAND
REGISTRY OFFICE



28:2

WARNING!


Any person registering for land is forbidden to enter the Strip before the hour appointed by the Federal Authorities. All violators will be arrested as "Sooners" and prosecuted.


28:58

"I could get the best claim in the Strip—but I wouldn't risk my horse. He's a full brother of the champion racer, Salvator."


29:50

"You can't sign for no land with a kid in your hand."


30:15

BOX
K


31:24

"You've sure done well—"


31:55

"All duded up! Must be goin' somewhere."


32:04

"Anyway, I ain't playin' no nurse-maid."


33:21

DRY GOODSDRESSMILLINERY


34:20

"I don't care for Mr. Freel and I don't want to see him."


35:51

"They're holdin' a big street celebration tomorrow night and I was wonderin' if you'd mind me takin' you."


36:07

"The punkin lays and waits
To be turned into pies and tarts,
But the tumbleweed it jumps the fence
And heads for other parts!"


36:18

"That's what you cowboys call yourselves, isn't it—tumbleweeds?"


36:25

"Yes, ma'am; I been a tumbleweed all my life but now I'm aimin' to settle down—I'm gettin' real house broke."


36:40

"I'm figurin' to build a house and I'm savin' every cent I can get."


37:21

"This is Mr. Freel, Mr. Carver."


37:34

"What pretty flowers—"


37:39

"Prairie flowers."


37:58

"I'll be callin' for you tomorrow evenin' miss—that is, if it's still all right with you."


38:09

"Please don't go yet."


38:18

"I think I better go."


38:52

"Aw—it's nothin'—only a claim paper—I up and registered—."


39:08

"So did I and I'm going to stake out the Box K ranch house for Miss Molly."


39:31

"It's tough to see any of them strangers gettin' the old Box K ranch."


39:41

"Don't worry, they ain't goin' to get it."


39:49

"I'm hearin' there's some Box K strays out in the Strip—."


39:59

"I'm sorry, Boss, if we've passed any up—I'll ride out and locate them."


40:26

"This is our chance to get Carver! The fool's going back into the Strip looking for strays."


40:36

"We'll report him to Major White as a "Sooner" and a lawbreaker—they'll have to arrest him."


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Sunrise, deep within the strip.



"White soldiers coming to arrest you—if you say, we fight."



"No, my friend—not fight—if white soldiers want me, I go."



The Prairie Night.



"Here's to tomorrow and the opening of the Strip! May we all get good claims."



"The Lord is my Shepherd I shall not want He maketh me to lie down in green pastures—"



"Sounds like a promise, father."



"Won't you join me in the fun that's going on outside, Miss Molly?"



"Thank you, I'm going with Mr. Carver."



"I guess you're not—Carver's been arrested as a "Sooner"—"



"I don't believe it!"



"Carver overheard us planning to stake the Box K ranch for you and sneaked in ahead of time to grab it for himself."



"I don't believe it!"



"SOONER!"—"SOONER!" "Lynch him—Lynch him!"



"Don Carver ain't no "Sooner." He was just looking for some Box K strays."



"Nevertheless, it's against orders for a registered man to enter the Strip ahead of time and I'll have to hold him until after the Rush."



"Sergeant, will you take care of my horse and turn him over to Joe Hinman?"



"Take his outfit and horse to Hinman of the Box K ranch."



"You're under arrest!"



At last THE DAY—when at high noon a cannon shot will send one hundred thousand empire builders racing across the broken barriers of the last frontier.



"Noll and Freel shot down the trooper and killed my horse!"



"Speak to him if you like."



"Hinman has my outfit. Have it at the live oak—if I'm not there when the cannon fires—go ahead."



"Don't worry, I'll get you there—Mr. Carver told me all about it."



"I reckon there'll be a place for us, Father."



"He can outrun anything over a distance of ground, and after the rush he is yours, saddle and all."



"Im waiting for my brother Noll."



"I'll be darned if you're going to get left! You can take my horse."



Ready for the signal for the maddest stampede in American History



"Find me! I'll be headin' for the bottoms."



"Soapsuds."



"I got two shots left—put 'em up!"



"That dirty "Sooner", Carver, just drove us off Noll's claim—tried to kill us."



"I insist you come back with me and prove what you say."



"There's just one who's savin' you a heap of trouble and you know who it is—I'll give you ten seconds to get out of sight."



"Pardner, you got more grit'n any man ever lived and Miss Molly'll sure be grateful for what you done for her today!"



"The last time I saw you, you were under arrest—you're not only a "Sooner" but you're a thief."



"You've stolen my brother's claim and tried to kill him."



"Do you believe that?"



"I believe what I see."



"You heard her, now you know what to do."



"You didn't use no sense meetin' up with me today."



"Well, so long—I'll be driftin' on—."



"It's goin't to be awful lonesome for the children and me way out here."



"Shucks—let's get married."



"I'm going to get hitched."



"I aimed to do the same, but I missed by a mile."



"I got to carin' for her somethin' fierce—but it takes two to make a bargain."



"Women ain't reliable—cows are—that's why I'm headin' for South America where there's millions of 'em."



"Don's gal threw him over and he's goin' smack-bang to South Ameriky."



"Hop over an' tell that gal she's a fool."



"You do as I say or there'll be another cowboy smack-banging to South Ameriky."



"Why don't you both draw? The Government will string you up for murder anyhow, so take a chance."



"Old Timer, got a rope?"



"Old Timer, you keep them guns and horses till the Government sends for them—and this claim is yours."



A long walk!



"These two "Sooners" are the ones that shot down your boy, Major."



"I give you my word, I'm innocent, but if you say so I'll climb back into the bull pen."



"You'll find better quarters at the Caldwell House."



"DON!"