 Ranger Bill, warrior of the woodland, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, fighting the many enemies of nature. This is the job of the guardian of the forest, Ranger Bill, pouring rain, freezing cold, blistering heat, snow, floods, bears, rattlesnakes, mountain lions. Yes, all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well done. Have you ever felt sick and wondered what's wrong? Of course you have. Now most folks go to a doctor instead of just wandering, but once in a while we run across someone who has a continuous ailment and that person refuses to see the doc. I know you think that's rather foolish, but it happens nevertheless. Now the problem is how to convince people like this that they need a doctor's help. And sometimes that can be a pretty big order. I had a ranger who gave me this problem and I had to get real rough on him to make him see common sense. I like to call this story the big headache. Tweet, come on! A big rancher has him pinned down! Pull that branch away, Henry. You hurt bad? No, I don't think so, Gray Wolf. That's good news! What's the matter with your ears, sonny? You almost got driven into the ground by this tree! Yeah, didn't you hear Bill call out? I sort of heard him. What do you mean you sort of heard me? Brad, don't you care if you live or die? Not when I got one of my headaches. I thought they went away. That's what you told me some time ago. They did for a while. Now they're back again. Migraine? Hell, the worst kind. Right now I wish my head belonged to anybody but me. It feels like a thousand air hammers pounding away inside my skull. Well, why don't you stop being stubborn and go see the doc? Are you kidding? Me go see the doc? He'd laugh me out of his office. I'm an outdoor man, a tough ranger. Never been sick a day in my life. And you want me to go see the doc? What do you take me for a fool? I sure do. If you won't go see the doc, anybody with an ounce of brains would do that. Why, you old walrus, I ought to... You ain't going to do nothing. Least ways, not until that headache clears up. You know I'm telling the truth, besides... You know, stuff is right, Brad. Why don't you go see the doc? He can help you or at least tell you where to get help. Boy, I had a headache once for five hours. I can appreciate how you feel. They're miserable. They make you feel sick all over. Henry and Stump, they talk good sense. You better listen. Well, I'm not going to you here. Who ever heard of going to the doc for a headache? Especially me, a ranger. Let him be, fellas. Yeah, you can't tell Brad anything. He's so bullheaded. The only difference between him and a mule is that the mule isn't quite as stubborn. Will you stop pacing the floor? I haven't slept a wink. Oh, I'm sorry, Sylvia, but I got one of my migraines again. Oh, I'm sorry I scolded you. Well, let's go into the bathroom. I'll put some hot packs on the back of your neck. Oh, thank you. Maybe that'll help. Oh, these things are terrible. Enough to drive a man out of his mind. Oh, that feels wonderful. I'm glad. Trinoy, you can't go around wearing a hot pack on the back of your neck the rest of your life. I know. Oh, well, that feels good. I could go to sleep right now. Why don't you go and... Don't say it and don't let's have an argument. I'm not going to see the doc and that's final. All right, dear. Have your own way. I won't say another word. That's a good girl. I know one thing. What's that? I wouldn't suffer like you do from these migraine headaches for one minute more than I had to. Well, I don't suppose you would, but you're not an outdoor man. I can just imagine what the doc would say when a big husky man like me came through the door and complained that I had a headache. Hi, you, Bill. Hello, pal. How was school today? Fine. Say, here's a letter from Colonel Landers. It's on official stationery. Must be important. Could be. I'll take a look at it. See what's up. Come on, man. Give. Okay. I've got to begin flight training refresher courses for all the Rangers. Have them catch up on their solo time. Then we're getting a new type small plane to fly up here. This is in connection with defense preparations. Hey, that sounds pretty good. Does the old man give any info on the new type plane? No. He'll be delivered in three weeks, though. Hot dog. Can I fly one? I don't see why not. If you brush up on your technique and get some more solo hours in. Oh, I'll make like a bird until the birds give up. Okay, pal. Say, Stumpy and Greywolf are out in the garage putting the trucks in top shape. Go get them. I'll quick work out a training schedule for our Rangers. On the double. We're getting a new kind of flying machine. Yeah. And three weeks old timer. And that good news. Most of us plenty rusty on flying. That won't keep on, Greywolf. We got to establish regular flying programs from now on. All the men have to keep their hand in. Hey, that's good news. What is your plan for refresher course? Well, Greywolf, I want you to go out to the flying field and see that everything is in readiness to start classes next week. Going to have to use the classroom as well as the other facilities. I'll do as soon as we through here. Fine. Stumpy, you'd better give the planes a thorough checking over. I sure will. I don't think I can go over eight planes by the first part of the week. We'll be out to help you as soon as we get the ball rolling. It'll be fine, sonny. I haven't flying machine. Shouldn't need much tension, though. We've been keeping them up right along. Yeah. Stumpy's right. Just the same. I want them checked carefully. Remember, some of the boys are pretty rusty. I don't want any accidents. You have a strong point here, Mr. Jefferson. You said it. When the motor stops, that their plane ain't worth a nickel. That is, unless a feather can flap its wings like a bird. You soon get tired. Stumpy, sometimes you kill me. Okay, fellas, let's get with it. I'm going to call the off-duty arrangers in for a meeting. Thank you, fellas. Next Monday, we're starting a refresher course for you, fellas. Take the rest out of your flying technique. And then we're going to put in some solo time. This will prepare you for the new type small plane we're getting in three weeks. Also, from now on, everyone will put in a certain number of hours each month. Now, I know some of you have been flying regular patrol. Brad, you're in that group. Yep. However, to get you ready for the new type plane, every man will have to attend classes and also take his solo time. It's amazing how we lose our technique over a period of time and we also pick up some bad habits. Now, these factors may or may not be dangerous while flying our present aircraft, but they might prove fatal on the new plane. So, no one is excused. Is that understood? All right. You're dismissed. I'll see you bright and early Monday morning at the airfield. Now that you fellas have finished your classroom work, we can begin with your solo flights. Stumpy and gray wolf have our planes lined up and ready to go. All of you get out to the starting position on the runway. I'll talk with you by radio. Take off and fly a five-mile circle and land. I'll watch for any faults in your technique. We'll brush up on them in sessions to come. Art, you're first man on the totem pole. Steve, you're next. Henry, get me a pad of paper. I want to make a notation. Right you are. Brad, you're next. Hey, what's the matter with Brad? He's not taking off. I don't know. Better talk to him. Brad, why aren't you taking off? What's wrong? I got a migraine. It just came on. I can't take off right now. Well, stay where you are. We'll be right there. Gray Wolf, take over putting those fellas to their places. Right. Henry and I are going to take Brad home. He's pretty sick right now. You're not looking. He need doctor. Yeah, but try and tell him that. Let's go, pal. What are you feeling, Brad? When I get home, Sylvia will put hot packs on the bag of my neck. That'll ease it. We'll get there as soon as we can. He'll sleep for a while now. Well, that'll help. I certainly wish he'd go see a doctor. So do I, Bill. It's like pulling teeth every time you try and talk about it. Yeah, I know. Well, we'll have to run along, Sylvia. Let me know if I can do anything. I will. Thanks for bringing him home. That's all right. Bye. Bill. Yeah? I wish you could find a way to make Brad see that he must get medical help. There is a way. There is? Oh, please, try it. But I'm not sure it's the best way. I'll think it over. Oh, please do. You know, anything is better than this. He suffers so much. I can see that. I'll give the matter some serious thought and see what I can come up with. How'd the rest of the boys do, fellas? They do fine, Bill. You take rust off them and hurry. Yep, they sew it up into the blue just like Eagles. Came down to Bruce. Pretty as you please. That's fine. Nice work. What's your idea to get Brad to go to the doctor? There's only one thing left to do now, pal. You aren't going to ground him, are you? Yes, I am. You can rough with him now, huh? He ain't going to need to follow him. And what's more, he's going to get madder than a wet hen. Yeah, you can say that again. Brad's not only got a super stubborn, but he's sure got a healthy temper to boot. My decision is made, fellas. Brad's brought this on himself. He has only himself to blame. Yeah, I know, but that guy likes to fly even better than birds do. Boy, this is really going to hit home. Please come in. Thank you, Sylvia. I only take a minute of your time. Please sit down. Have you reached a decision about Brad? Yes. I'm going to ground him. Oh, no. I warned you that my idea wasn't the easiest approach to the problem, but I do think it's the only one. Well, I know, but he'll be deeply hurt and he'll react violently. I know that. That's why I told you first. Because when he comes home it's going to be rough on you. What does I see it? It's the only answer to wake him up. Unless you have a better solution. Well, no, Bill. I haven't. I'm sorry. I acted shocked. It's just that I didn't think for a moment that it would come to this. Would you want me to let him fly in this condition? No. No, he might have an accident or even worse. He might get killed. Right. That's the whole basis for my decision. If he won't think of anybody but himself, then we'll have to do it for him. Yes. Yes, you're right. He has only himself to blame. Well, thank you for letting me know ahead of time. I can sort of cushion myself when the storm comes home tonight. I hope it won't be that bad. Bill, sometimes I almost believe that Brad loves flying more than he loves me. He should have married an aeroplane. Ground me. That's what I said, Brad. You're grounded. Boy, is he mad. There's my badge and credentials. I'd be ashamed to be a ranger after this. He not mean this, Bill. He angry and hurt. Also stubborn and hard-headed. Poor fellow has really been down to blow. Yeah. Look like Bill had hit him with a ball bat. I remember my father telling me when I was a boy that it hurt him more at times to punish me than it actually hurt me. That's the way I feel about Brad. But I had no alternative. When a bird gets his wings clipped, it can't fly. But the feathers go back again after a while. Many flies again and his pride is mended. How could you do such a thing? Why not? If he thinks it can stop me from flying just because I have headaches, he's got another thing coming. I'll show him. Oh yes, you'll show him. You've quit your job and now you're spunking up like a spank child. No, listen here. I'm sorry I didn't mean to shout at you. I'm sure I made a mess out of things. Yes, you have. I'm sorry I can't side with my own husband at a time like this. But when you're wrong, you're wrong. You're right. What good will it do me to go back now? You won't let me fly anyhow. And you know that's what I live for. If I were you, I'd have a talk with Bill. You'll find him a very understanding man. Other people have found him out so. Perhaps I will. I don't know yet. I'm going for a walk. Well that's one good way to let off steam. Hell. Hell and to think clearly too. I'll let a fast mile or two walk before we turn in. Sure. I'd say you've got Brad pretty much on your mind. Right. I don't like to see a man get as angry as he did. You couldn't help it. It's his own fault. I know. This is one of the penalties of being the boss. Hey, somebody's walking tortoise. It looks familiar. Yeah, he sure does, pal. Brad. Oh, Bill, Henry. Well, I'm doing our daily dozen before turning in. Well, I've been walking to think. Bill, I want to apologize for what I said and did today. And well, if it's not too late, I'd like to have my job back. Your badge and credentials are on my desk. They must have fallen out of your pocket. Oh, thanks, Bill. You're a right guy. Thanks a lot. I know. I think I'll go home and get some sleep. Good night, Brad. Looks like everything's working out fine, doesn't it? Yes. Thank the Lord. Well, my young friend, what do you say we head for home and hit the hay? I'm ready to turn in now. Me too. It's been a rough day. Not as rough on us as it's been on Brad and his wife. Bill? Yeah. Is Brad still grounded? He sure is. Just like a 10-ton tank. Hey, guess what? Oh, it's you, Henry. I thought you was an overgrown rabbit the way you bounced in here. You'd bounce too if you saw what I've seen. How'd you find out the new planes are here, Henry? Oh, I have my secret servant agents. Keeping around, looking around, keeping their eye on things. You sure have. How do you like them? Oh, keen, man. Keen. Boy, they're really sharp-looking and built for speed. How'd you like to go up with me this afternoon? How would a rabbit like a sack of carrots? Let's go. Too bad you weren't born a bird, young fella. Ah, birds fly too slow nowadays. Wonderful. What an engine and she sure handles like a priest. That's too fast for force patrol work. Not on your life. Watch. I'll change the pitch of the prop blades. We'll crawl right over the treetops. This is almost like a helicopter. Right. This is two planes in one. Speed and maneuverability when you need it. Yet you can rev down to a crawl and land on a dime. Sure is neat, all right. When can I fly it? After you got into school with the rest of the boys. When's school start? Tomorrow. It'll only take a couple hours of instruction, then you can solo. Wonderful. I can hardly wait. I see Bratz here. He can attend all the school he wants to. In fact, I think he's smart to do it. Then he's right up to date after he gets his headaches fixed up. New planes ready to go, Bill. First one warming up on ramp now. Thanks, Gray Wolf. Ahank, how about you taking first crack at the new plane? Oh, I'd be glad to, Bill. Hey, who's in a plane? Brad. Where's Brad? Hey, that Brad all right. Now you know why he went to school. That crazy fool? I'll see if I can talk some sense into his thick head. Can you hear me? Circle the field and land right now. That's an order. Sorry, boss. Neither you nor Sylvia can stop me now. I'm gonna show all of you that I can fly. You'd better fly to the north, Paul, because you're guilty of insubordination and stealing government property. Brad's won't get you nowhere now, Chief. I'm gonna have my fling and pay for it later. Brad, don't be a fool. Is he up there? Sylvia, where did you come from? Oh, I got suspicious. Brad's been acting too calm about this whole thing. I knew he was up to something, but I caught on too late. See if you can talk some sense into that husband of yours. I'll try. Brad, Brad, please come down. Not on your life. I'm free as a bird as long as the gas holds out. Please come down for my sake. No, you was arguing with me. Watch this dive over the field. Crash v doesn't pull out. Rocks in your head, mister. You almost gave us all heart failure. What's the matter with you? He's got a migraine the worst he's ever had. Oh, brother. How's he going to land? Brad, you're climbing now. Level off. Can you hear me? Not quite. Forward on the stick a little. Yeah, that's fine. Now hold the stick right there. I will. Keep calm and don't panic. I'm taking another plane up and I'll fly behind you and guide you in. I'm on my way now. Hope it works. Raywolf, keep talking to him. I'm going up. Hope Bill can bring me. Brad, you hear me? He climbed now. He's soon be behind you. You not move stick. I'm going to stay five. Look like he make it. I think I'd like to sit down. What's the diagnosis, doctor? He'll be all right. Blindness is only temporary. And if Brad will cooperate, I'm sure we can fix up those headaches. They're probably dietetic. Allergy to certain foods, huh? Yes, we'll have to make tests. Well, is that all I have to go through? I thought you'd have to turn my head inside out. Maybe that wouldn't be such a bad idea. It won't be necessary now, Bill. I've got all the stubbornness out. Come to my senses. I don't know what to say, Bill, except thanks. Million thanks for saving my life. I'll do what the doc says now. I'm ready to take my punishment like a man. You've had enough punishment already, Brad. Besides, we're getting rid of one big headache, and I sure don't want to start another. They say all's well that ends well. And I guess that's true. Only sometimes it's hard on everyone's blood pressure and nerves. Stubbornness and anger almost cost Brad his life. Don't you be so foolish. 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