B.G.: Paladin, I'm a king in these parts. Someday all this country's going to belong to a son of mine. Now, I've seen the sons of other rich men. Flabby, slack-jawed, bloodless jellyfish. It's because their fathers used less sense in their own mating than in--in breeding a herd of steers. Well, the B.G. brand is gonna be the finest breed in this state, whether in the cattle... or the sons.