Wagon Train (TV Series)

The Felizia Kingdom Story (1959)

Robert Horton: Flint McCullough

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Quotes 

• Flint McCullough : I'd been scouting for five days and I had nothing but bad news to report. To the North, a cloudburst had wiped out the usual trails, and to the South, nothing but marshes. Just when I was about to give up, there it was, a natural passage West. The wagons would have easy rolling and, when Major Adams saw it, he'd jump for joy.

  [a shot rings out and Flint lands on the ground, and, from his disadvantageous position, looks up to three men on horseback] 

• Flint McCullough : I scout for a wagon train, I'm coming through this way.

  Frenchy : Well, that's real interesting. And coming through this way, y'hear. You know where yo are, boy?

  Flint McCullough : It's my job to know where I am.

  Frenchy : Is it your job to trespass on private property too?

  Flint McCullough : [Flint kicks at the ground]  Private property? This land? How far?

• Frenchy : [Flint has turned the tables on the three men and, with McCullough trickery, disarms them]  That was a right pretty move, boy. Where's you learn that move?

  Flint McCullough : My Momma.

• Felizia Kingdom : Where're your guns?

  Flint McCullough : Not far from here, Ma'am.

  Felizia Kingdom : You disarmed them?

  Flint McCullough : Yes, Ma'am.

  Felizia Kingdom : And may I ask why?

  Flint McCullough : Well, they started making jokes, and all of a sudden I lost my sense of humour.

  Felizia Kingdom : So you deprived them of their weapons, mm? That was very adroit of you, Mister?

  Flint McCullough : McCullough.

  Felizia Kingdom : Because they're very competent with weapons. That's why I employ them. What technique did you use?

• Felizia Kingdom : Snare, this gentleman's impudence is beginning to tire me.

  Flint McCullough : How many acres do you have, Mrs Kingdom?

  Felizia Kingdom : You're quite helpless and yet you demand statistics. Very well then. 300,000 acres, more or less.

  Flint McCullough : I wonder if you have deeds to all of them.

  Felizia Kingdom : I have what's far more important to me. I HAVE THE LAND. I HAVE THE LAND!

• Felizia Kingdom : Are you threatening a defenceless old woman, Mr McCullough?

  Flint McCullough : Mrs Kingdom, I'd hardly call you defenceless.

• Felizia Kingdom : Well, he's our guest. We show him all the amenities. Ask him his preference.

  Snare : Carried, you'd be more comfortable, Mister. You wouldn't feel a thing 'cos we carry them real dainty-like.

  Flint McCullough : I'll walk, thanks very much. May I get my rifle.

  [He turns sharply like a jerk, smashes his elbow into Snare's throat, scoops up Snare's handgun, and places the gun on the desk in front of Mrs Kingdom] 

  Flint McCullough : You shouldn't let children play with dangerous weapons.

• Flint McCullough : They're the pioneers of today, the way your folks were perhaps on this land and they shouldn't be denied the opportunity.

  [Flint feels the barrel of a gun in his back] 

  Flint McCullough : Because of the capricious whims of a woman.

• Flint McCullough : When I was a boy, I had my pants tested regularly, but I always had the opportunity of dropping them myself.

  Felizia Kingdom : Well, I'm sure the dusting has made you the man you are now.

  Flint McCullough : Thank you.

• Flint McCullough : What have you got up your sleeve?

  Felizia Kingdom : I knew you'd see it. I never pick 'em wrong. What've I got up my sleeve? Nothing but aces, Mr McCullough.

  Flint McCullough : And I figure about five of them.

  Felizia Kingdom : Ooh, at the very least.

• Flint McCullough : One of these days I'll settle down, get myself a spread.

  Felizia Kingdom : You like ranching?

  Flint McCullough : Yes, Ma'am, it's a good life.

  Felizia Kingdom : Where're you going to settle?

  Flint McCullough : I don't know. There's lots of country. But I think I prefer California.

  Felizia Kingdom : Well, what's wrong with this territory?

  Flint McCullough : Well, there's nothing wrong with it, but most of it's already taken. You can't pass through it, let alone homestead on it.

  Felizia Kingdom : May prove easier than you think.

• Flint McCullough : Why pick on me?

  Felizia Kingdom : I sized you up the moment I saw you. In your hands this ranch would flourish as it did in mine. And your heirs.

  Flint McCullough : My heirs?

  Felizia Kingdom : Yours and Angela's. They'll carry on the tradition. Good stock breeds good stock.

  Flint McCullough : Good stock, huh.

  Felizia Kingdom : Well, what's wrong with being compared with a thoroughbred?

  Flint McCullough : Only one thing, lady, I'm not a horse. This afternoon you ordered death, and now you order life. How does it feel to have all that power?

• Flint McCullough : [Flint hears Mrs Kingdom's tormented prayers]  This woman prays in one breath and whips in the other. A humble tyrant with a wig as a whip.

  Maria : The wig, Senor, is her crown of thorns.

• Frenchy : How'd you ever get to be a scout anyways? Inherit the job? Who let you out of your room?

  Flint McCullough : I slipped through the keyhole. I didn't have breakfast so I slimmed down.

• Flint McCullough : I'm going back to the wagon train, dump this problem in the Major's lap.

  Felizia Kingdom : I have no wish to see your wagon train.

  Flint McCullough : You're not invited. You can get out any place you like.

  Felizia Kingdom : How will I get home?

  Flint McCullough : You're not very far. They'll find you.

  Felizia Kingdom : Aren't you being rather cruel to an old lady, Mr McCullough?

  Flint McCullough : You're a fine one to talk about cruelty.

• Felizia Kingdom : Who else but a terrified woman would have put up such a show of strength as I did. Only panic could have made me that ruthless. I was afraid to be weak. To have my secret discovered. To have people mock me.

  Flint McCullough : I can't picture anyone mocking you.

• Frenchy : Hey, boy, you still lost? It'll be easier to find your way around here pretty soon.

  Flint McCullough : What're you up to?

  Frenchy : Ah, she's got us building, no, no, I just can't say that dirty word, F-A-N-C-E-S.

  Charlie Wooster : That ain't A, that's E. Well, ain't it, Major?

  Major Seth Adams : Oh, shut up.