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Just a moment, lady.

Who are you?

I'm Maisie Revere, the chiffon girl.

What do you figure on doing in there?

They're writing a specialty into the show.

There ain't no show.

Well, there's products in there. They fold it up.

They fold it? Yep. Only lasted one night.

Nobody come to see them.

Couldn't compete with the Rodale. Well, where'd they go?

You can search me, miss.

But look, they wired me. I got it right here.

Can offer you $75 a week if you can be in Bighorn, Wyoming, Tuesday. Laverne

Frawley. Yeah, that's the same fella.

But I paid him a fair clear from Denver. I was to get it off him. That's too

bad. Too bad?

What?

What am I going to do now? I only got 15 cents.

I couldn't say, miss.

Ain't much to do around here.

No, I can see that.

Laverne Frawley.

You'd think I'd know better than to trust a guy with a name like that.

Well... So long, Pop. Nice meeting you.

Say, bud, is there any place around here a girl can get a job?

Doing what?

Anything.

Within reason.

Say, you ain't a bad looking dame at that. I'm too good looking to be

in this cow town, but I'm here.

I need a job.

Do you know anything about guns? I know all I need to know about everything.

I rented this here equipment figuring I'd clean up, but I'm not making

even.

Business is fierce.

What are you kicking about? You ate today.

Say, with your looks, maybe you can pep it up a bit. I'll galvanize it. How

much? Five bucks a week and a nickel for every four bits you take in. How does

that hit you? Right between the eyes, but I'll take it. One round for a

But you don't even go up one round.

Before the one gun is empty, you hand them another one, see?

You say something like, you're doing great, big boy. Okay, you better let me

handle the fascination.

These is all loaded and ready. Check where I put my things.

Over there.

What's

the

place? I'm going to get something to eat. Bring me back a sandwich, huh?

What kind?

Barbecued pig.

And take it out of my wages, great heart.

Okay. Hey, what's your name?

Maisie. But you can call me Miss Revere on account we're pals.

How'd you know my name was Slim?

One guess.

Oh. Hey, wait a minute. Don't do that.

Ma, I mustn't touch, huh? No, I don't like it. Okay, okay. It's no treat to

Look, will you shoot around?

Why? Why?

Because it trains the hand and eye and steadies the nerves.

Come on, Slim.

I don't like shooting.

Well, all the more reason. Doing what you don't like to do strengthens your

character. Look at me.

like you to shoot around the shots, but I'm doing it, ain't I?

To strengthen your character?

Well, if you must know, there are any nickels as I can eat.

Okay, give me a gun.

Oh, loaded and ready.

Hey, never point a gun at a person like that. What do you want to do, kill me?

Oh, my first cut.

You little dope, didn't I tell you not to do that? Oh, yes, I'm sorry. Come on,

shoot another round.

Not me.

I'm getting out of here before I get killed.

Thanks.

Step up, folks, and try your luck. Twelve shots for a quarter, one dozen

bits. Where's my sandwich?

Oh, I forgot.

Right this way, shatter the little clay duck into a million pieces and win

yourself a valuable prize. Oh, Maisie.

I'll get you that sandwich now.

Well, gee, thanks.

I came back for my

wallet. Your wallet?

Yeah, I must have dropped it.

I didn't stop anyplace but here.

Where is it? Well, how should I know?

You saw me with it. You must have seen me drop it. I did not.

Come on, sister, give.

Say, what is this? I didn't take it. I ain't got it. Will you give me that

wallet or do I have to search it? You lay your hands on me and I'll scream

house down. I'll call the sheriff. I'll lay my hands on you if I don't get that

wallet.

Find anything on her, Ma?

Fifteen cents, like she said.

And let me tell you, Cal Hoskins, the next time you have to search a girl like

that, you can do it.

No, I'll do it.

Looks like the girl's telling the truth, Slim.

It was most probably that shooting gallery fella like she said.

Yeah, I shouldn't have had her arrested.

I'm sorry, Cal. I got sore, I guess.

I don't like dames. They make trouble.

But look, the kid's broke, so let me have ten, will you?

Give it to her and I'll send it to you tomorrow.

Free country, huh?

Dragging me around while Great Heart scrams with our money.

And he never brought me that sandwich.

Sorry you was put to any inconvenience, ma 'am. Sorry? Well, I should hope so.

If I wanted to do a strip tease, I could have stayed in Denver and got paid for

it. We couldn't find a trace of that, Rico.

Looks like he showed the town a clean pair of heels. Was that necessary?

Oh, you said a clean pair.

All them rifles and stuff.

He only had them rented.

He took that $164 of Slim's in Blue Town.

That means you ain't got no job. Yeah, I figured that out myself.

You'll have to get out of town, miss. We can't have no one employed around here

with no means of support.

You'll have to be out of here by midnight.

County Council voted it that way. I'm staying here.

No, ma 'am, you can't.

to lock you up as a vagrant.

Well, then we'll be seeing a lot of each other.

You know any games?

You can't stay in Bighorn. Well, tell me where I can go with 15 cents and a meal

comes out of that.

Oh, say, didn't I tell you? You got $10 coming.

From who, Santa Claus?

No, that's the rule. When we send anybody out of town, we give them $10.

you are.

Look, sonny boy, no man calls me a thief and then squares himself with 10 bucks

or a million and 10.

If I find you around town by midnight, I'll have...

Little Joe the Wrangler.

Careful,

honey, you'll get a cinder in your eye.

back to town first thing in the morning. And get me thrown into jail? No thanks

all the same. Well, you can't stay here.

Here.

I'll work for my boy.

No work for you here.

I'll cook or wash dishes. We've got a China boy that cooks and two China boys

who wash dishes.

Now, there's a room made up inside. Get in there and keep quiet and I'll see

that you're put on a train first thing in the morning. I don't want any favors

from you. Only my friends can do me favors.

Oh, come on, Slim.

Be a sport. Give me a job.

We've nothing in your line.

On this ranch, we don't need any strip teasing or pocket picking. You shut up.

I'll have the law on you. That's liable. Okay, okay. I apologize. You didn't

steal the wallet.

I wish you had. Then you'd be safe in jail.

I suppose you go inside and read a book like a nice little girl.

You can read, can't you?

Read a book? I can write one.

First door to your right, around the corner.

Come on, get going.

What are you staring at?

What? Come on, help me with the care.

His saddle...

I want you to meet him.

Oh, and take her with you.

She can wait at the station till the next train leaves. Meaning me?

Yeah. Well, I can hear you now.

You'll be ready and packed at 8 o 'clock. Where's this train go?

East. That suits me fine. How far east?

$15 worth.

Well, don't worry, brother. You'll get it back.

If I can get out of this wide open space, I'll get a job and I'll pay you

for everything.

Oh, I'm not worried about that.

I'm only sorry it isn't more.

I could be sure you were good and far away.

Hmm.

Shorty, Mr. and Mrs. Ames will have the big bed and the bath.

All right.

If I'd only known they were coming.

I suppose if I painted it tonight, it'd smell kind of funny, wouldn't it?

Yeah, and give some people colic.

Well, Mr. Ames is liable to have that anyway when he sees the books. Say, if

anybody could have made this place pay last year, it's you.

You've done your level best.

Well, I did my best all right, but we were still showing a loss.

Well, that wasn't your fault.

No, but written on the books, it makes a short story... And a dirty one?

Good night, Shorty.

Good night, Slim.

Don't worry now. Everything will be all right.

Poor old Slim. He sure is upset.

That's a shame.

Yes, it is.

Mr. Ames could comb this whole country and never find another manager like him.

Slim's the best there is, every way.

I'll cut it out, Shorty. You're breaking my heart.

Don't be too hard on him.

Slim just don't like women. No.

Something must have happened to him, I guess.

Well, good night.

Hope you rest well.

Good night, Shorty.

Your room's over there.

Oh, relax. I want a match.

Looks like by this time tomorrow, you might be out of a job yourself.

Better think twice about that $15.

You might need it. Leave those alone.

Okay, I was only just... Yeah, we'll only just stop. I like her.

Maybe I can get you a job in Chicago. When I get back, I'll ask my friends.

I'll say, anybody got a job for an out -of -work cowboy with a stiff neck and a

nasty disposition?

Oh,

the city'd cut you down to size, all right. Oh, you're a big shot out here

bossing cows, but in Chicago.

You ever been in Chicago, Slim?

Yeah, I've been in Chicago.

No kidding. Just a visit? What kind of language do you understand?

English and double talk.

Well, I'm busy. Will you get out of here or do I put you out?

Okay, okay.

I'm going.

Gee, would you look at the stars.

You better take a last look at them. You won't see them like that in Chicago.

Oh, yeah.

Well, I worked in a flash act once where we carried our own backdrop.

It was black velvet covered with stars, thousands of them, and everyone done in

real rhinestones.

That in there out there?

Well, I'll take it any time.

You would?

Hmm.

boss of the ranch.

Slim? Yeah.

Two years.

Started out as extra hand at roundup time. Uh -huh.

What's this Mr. Ames like?

Oh, nice enough fella for a city bread man.

How about his wife?

Never seen her. Oh.

See there?

Only heard a buffalo left in the United States.

Want to stop and take a look at him?

No, thanks.

I'll take my buffaloes on nickels.

Here's the money Slim gave me for your ticket.

Oh, thanks, Shorty.

Sure been a pleasure to know you, Miss Revere.

Oh, I never said goodbye, Shorty. I'll be seeing you.

Gee, I hope so, Miss.

I do, Mr. Ames. Remember me?

Shorty! Hello, good to see you. Thank you.

So, Melissa Shorty, he's worked for the Barrow Ranch for... Oh, how long is it

now, Shorty? Twelve years, come next sheep -dipping time. How do you do,

Mrs. Ames, I'm Maisie.

Mr. Slim thought you might be needing a maid while you're on the ranch. May I

take these for you?

Well, that's very thoughtful of Mr... Isn't that nice, Clare? Oh, Slim's a

wonder. He thinks of everything.

The car's just around the corner, Mrs. Ames. Boy, will you bring the bag?

Yes, ma 'am.

You shouldn't have done that.

Slim's liable to skin me.

Well... She liked it, didn't she? She got a good mark in the book for being

thoughtful.

Oh, Mrs.

Ames.

Mrs. Ames, there's the only herd of buffalo left in the United States.

Would you and Mr. Ames care to stop and look at them?

No, thanks.

A hot bath's more interesting to me just now. Yes, ma 'am.

Hello, sir.

Oh, hello, Mr. Aves. Glad to see you back again.

Shorty, what's the idea, please?

Well, this is our ranch manager, Mr. Martin.

How do you do, Mr. Martin? How do you do? I understand it's you I have to

for getting a maid for me.

Oh, well, I... Well, I'm so thoughtful of you. Here, I imagined I was coming

to Ruffet in the wild in Woolly West, and I met at the station by a maid.

you very much. Mrs. Aves, if you'll give me your keys, I'll start unpacking. Oh,

yes. Here they are. You have my jewel case, haven't you? Oh, yes, indeed.

Shorty, bring in the bags.

Please. I'm going to bathe and change, darling. All right.

Well, I guess you'll want to rest up a bit.

I think I'll take a ride over to... No, no, Slim. I want to talk to you about

something.

Oh, right away?

Yes. There's some things I want to take up with you.

All right. In the office?

Yeah. Let's go in there.

Guess the monthly reports were a bit of a shock to you, all right, Mr. Ames?

Monthly reports?

Yes, the earnings and expenses.

You see, we had a pretty big... Oh, that!

Listen, Slim, this is a holiday. I came out here to forget financial reports.

You mean to listen to what you came in here to talk to me about?

Certainly not. I want to talk to you about something important.

Well, that's a relief.

Gosh, Mr. Ames, I thought you came out here to throw me out of my ear.

Slim, you're crazy.

I'm not very good at saying things, but I just wanted you to know how much

you're trusting me to run this ranch for you under the circumstances.

Will you shut up, Slim?

I need a ranch manager, and I got a good one. Now, that will be my choice.

Thank you.

Now, here's something you can do for me.

I'm very anxious for Mrs. Ames to like this ranch.

Our stay here has got to be absolutely perfect.

You know, back in New York, man gets wrapped up in business and... Oh, sure.

Listen, Slim.

I want Mrs. Ames to have the month of her life out here.

Everything's just the way she wants it.

She's a fine rider and loves a good horse.

Well, we're well fixed for horses, all right.

Remember that dapper gray yearling the last time you were here?

Yeah? Well, he's grown into a beauty.

Nice, smooth action. A lot of going.

Fine. Let's take a look around.

All right.

Mrs. Ames. Should I take everything out of the bags and put them away? I don't

know just where they go.

Don't either, Maisie. Use your own judgment. I hate unpacking. Okay.

Hello, darling. Everything all right?

Room and all?

Fine.

I thought afterwards perhaps we might...

Thought we might what, Cliff?

Sybil, you'll be wanting Maisie for the next few minutes?

No, no, she can finish later.

Maisie, I'll call you when I want you. Okay.

Come in here, please.

Why did you bring that?

Cliff, I didn't.

No? No, honestly.

Ina's packed for me. She must have put it in.

I didn't know it was in there.

Really, I didn't.

I hope not.

Cliff, please believe me.

Why should I have brought it along?

I don't know.

Because, as I understood it...

Well, the whole point of coming out here was to... You told me you wanted to

start new.

Oh, but I do.

I do.

Every word I said to you back in New York was the truth, darling.

I admitted I'd been foolish, crazy.

But you brought me to my senses.

It's all over, darling.

It's got to be over.

You know how much I love you.

I hate to think what'll become of me if I cut myself off from you.

But I do know this.

It can only be one way.

My pride makes anything else impossible.

Clef, more than anything else in the world, I want to stay married to you.

Help me forget I ever lost sight of that.

All right.

All right.

No, no, no. Don't be scared, honey.

You're going to be all right. Get shoulders just like your mom.

That's it. Help yourself.

Mrs. Ames said put a flat saddle on your best horse. She's going riding.

I haven't got a flat saddle. And she wants you to go along and show her the

ranch. Me?

Yes, that's right.

Well, what's the matter with Mr. Ames going? I haven't got time. Well, I

wouldn't be knowing. I only work here.

Just like you.

Hey,

Shorty, come in. Yep.

How's the saddle?

Oh, fine.

They tell me Cliff said something about the original ranch house.

Yes, it's still standing up by the north line.

Well, I'd like to see it. Is it very far?

Another hour.

Good. Let's go up.

All right.

Morning, Maisie.

Oh. Oh, excuse me, Miss James. I didn't know you were in here.

How come you didn't go riding, too? Don't you like it?

Oh, I used to be a fair rider about 75 or 80 years ago, but, well, I'm out of

practice. Ah.

Say, do you come from around here, Maisie?

No. No, I'm an actress. I was supposed to be with a show that went broke.

Oh. Um, look, Mr. Ames, there's something been worrying me.

Mm -hmm.

If I do this job okay, you don't care so much how I got it, do you?

No, of course not.

Well, I got on the ranch accidentally. Slim didn't have nothing to do with it.

He was sending me back east.

When Mrs. Ames got off the train, I just took a chance.

Oh, then Slim didn't hire you.

No, no, sir. That's just a lot of malarkey, if you know what I mean.

When I saw how nice you were, well... I wanted everything to be on the up and

up, even if you fired me.

Oh, I wouldn't fire you, Maisie.

It's nice to meet someone who likes everything to be on the up and up.

Oh, gee, thanks.

Very picturesque.

I wouldn't know about that.

Is it still used?

Well, once in a great while during a roundup.

Usually we drive the herd on down, but if anything goes wrong, we put up here

overnight. I'd like to see it.

Let's go in.

Well, it's not much to look at. It's just a house.

Where's the herd now?

The herd?

Yeah, she said something about a roundup.

Oh, by now they must be four or five miles from here.

Well, you're very trusting around here, leaving it open like that.

We don't lock up much. It's pretty honest country.

Well, this is it.

Men sleep in the bunkhouse, I suppose.

Yes. And is this your private domain?

Yes, I bunk here.

Exclusive, aren't you?

No, not at all.

Just isn't a good policy for a manager to bunk with the hands.

See, I'd love a drink of water. I'm parched. There's only the tin dipper.

all right.

Okay.

There you are.

Thanks, Slim.

Got a match?

You bet.

Mrs. Ames, when you and Mr. Ames got married, he wrote me about it, and I

him back, but I'm not so hot at saying what I mean in letters.

But now that I've met you, I want you to know how swell I think it is.

Thank you, Slim.

It's great to see Mr. Ames so happy.

I think the world and all of him.

Could I say something funny?

Funny? No, of course not.

Sort of surprise, that's all.

Sorry, I don't get it.

They're a devotion to your boss.

I don't see it very often.

Sounds like one of those nice, clean, refreshing Western stories.

Go back, shall we, Flynn?

Mm -hmm.

Then this world would get themselves some matches and latch on to them.

I'll keep the box. They ought to hold it till you get fired.

Have you got a match?

Will you give me a light?

Someone else been asking you for a match, honey.

You got your match. Get out of here.

Well, I really can't stay a minute, but you almost tempt me being so sociable.

But I want to tell you a couple of things.

I want to tell you something, too.

You pulled a fast one yesterday.

It just so happens Mrs. Ames went for the maid idea.

But the first time you talk out of turn, out you go.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Well, for your information, I told Mr. Ames all about it. And he likes me,

and I can have the job as long as I like. You told him the truth, that

muscled in on the job?

Yes, I like him.

And I don't lie to people I like.

Well, I'm glad you told him.

But what I said still goes.

Do anything out of line, and on that train you go.

Fair enough.

And I'll save a seat for you.

For me?

Yeah. One of those matches you're so generous with might set fire to

Huh?

Watch yourself, my friend. That dame's dynamite.

Temper.

Hicks, get me a seat on the afternoon plane to Chicago and find out what kind

plane service they have between there and a town called Bighorn, Wyoming.

Yes, sir.

And why are you about it?

Why are the President Hotel in Bighorn to reserve a room and a bath for me?

Right away, sir.

Hello. Please reserve a seat on a 6 o 'clock plane for Chicago for Mr. Richard

Raymond.

We round up the horses, load up the jet wagon.

Come on, step on it, fellas. We're going to a roundup, not a ride to park. We

could have been out of here an hour ago.

Wee! Ty, I owe you. Get along, little doggie. It's your misfortune and none of

my own.

Wee! Ty, I owe you. Leave those oranges alone.

Get out of here.

Go on. Wee! Ty, I owe you. Get along. I got that to hold you.

Why, Mrs. Ames, meet back with the secretary, please.

How can anybody sleep in this noise?

Horses name, guys singing, there's advice a versa.

Mr. Slim plenty happy this morning.

Yeah, some people have a funny idea of fun.

Round up some cattle and drive them all night.

That's something to sing about. I'm crazy.

Mr. Slim plenty glad to get away.

Oh, boy.

Get away from Mrs. M's all the time. One week, two week, three week.

She say preach, he say no.

He's plenty tired from running.

I think you better mind your own business.

Me too.

Oh, oh, oh.

I think you do that on purpose.

Me too.

Sybil. Oh, excuse me. How about going to the roundup? You've never seen one.

Roundup? Is they having a roundup today? Yeah, and driving the whole herd home

tonight. You'll get a big kick out of it. Come on, get in your riding clothes.

Oh, no, Cliff. I really don't care about it.

Oh.

Oh, very well.

Maisie, tell Slim we're not going.

You bet.

Well, what do you want to do today?

Want me to drive you to town?

Bighorn?

Why on earth should I want to go into Bighorn?

Well, why on earth should you want to be with me?

Oh, Cliff, darling, I didn't say that.

I planned on going riding in the hills by myself.

If you'd rather I wouldn't, I know.

No, of course not.

You go right ahead.

I'll be with you in a minute, Shorty.

Hello. Oh, hello yourself.

Prepare yourself for a big disappointment, dearie. The angels

You'd better prepare yourself for a right uppercut if you don't stop being

a smart alley. My friend life has prepared me for a right uppercut and a

cross. But up to now, I haven't been caught off balance.

Say, you're looking better than when you first came here. You've got some meat

on your bones. Listen, I still weigh 112, dripping wet.

Well, it's distributed better or something. You look okay, kid. By the

big change has come up with you, too.

Yeah? Yeah.

You're almost human this morning.

Oh, I'm a prince of good fellows when you get to know me.

I know two riddles and a card trick.

I can play a musical song that makes tears come to your eyes. I'm crying

already.

Don't come too near the hoarders. You're liable to get hurt.

Well, so long, Annie Oakley. Take care of yourself.

Don't worry, sonny boy. I always have.

All set?

All right.

Okay, let's go.

For you, you big, long lanky drink of water.

The ten of clubs for eight, and Rummy, I'm

out. You certainly got me that time, and I'm stuck for 25.

How do we stand?

Oh, you're in terrible shape. You owe me $1 ,130.

Well, I certainly got to pull myself together.

$1 ,130.

Yep. That's $1 .13.

Oh, I'll trust you. Do you want to quit?

Quit? I do not.

I want my revenge.

My dear.

You know, I loaned a magician $4 once.

He never paid me, but he taught me this.

You think I got chips?

Penny for your thoughts.

Oh, they're not worth it. I'll gamble. I'll pay a penny for them.

And you know, you might find you've done yourself some good selling them to me.

Say, what are you talking about, Maisie?

Oh, nothing.

I guess I talked out of turn again.

Me being your wife's maid and all, I never know my place.

Don't be silly. You've been grand company these last three weeks. We're

I'd just as soon confide in you, but, well, there's nothing to confide.

Don't mind me.

I guess this big, bright, western sun must have got me. The country of goose

gophers.

Feel them out and watch me trim you.

Okay.

We're in trouble.

Yeah, the wire's down.

The vert's got it all over the place. We're over to Thompson's land. It'll

us three days to round up the strays, not one.

Hey, Shorty.

I want you to ride back to the ranch.

You stay there and send Jim up with enough grub for three days.

5 ,000 even.

Gee, I'm just shot with luck.

You know, when you start to think about it, I am pretty lucky at that.

I mean, me getting this job and meeting...

Well, the way everything's worked out.

Oh, meeting a rummy player like me, huh?

Oh, I'm glad I met you too, Mr.

Raines.

Bless your heart, Maisie.

You're a grand girl.

And Slim's a swell fellow, the best.

I wish you lots of luck, Maisie.

Lots of happiness.

Hey, wait a minute. Slow up. You're way ahead of me.

But he certainly was a lot friendlier this morning.

You're civil now.

Gee, what happened?

Hello, Shorty. What brought you back? Did you see anything of Mrs. Ames on the

way? No, sir. There's about 300 feet of wire down. A big chunk on the north

line. Cattle all over the state pretty near. That's too bad.

Slim wants the station wagon sent up to the old ranch with three days' grub.

Told me to stay here and take care of things while he's gone.

I've got to tell Lee. Wait a minute, Shorty.

Who's driving the station wagon?

Jim. He's the only hand left.

Mr. Ames, let's you and me drive the station wagon out. Well, Sybil will be

back. Well, we've been sitting around all day.

I just thought the ride up might be a good idea.

Maisie, I think you've got something.

Shorty, we'll drive the station wagon up there as soon as it's loaded. We'll

bring it back tonight.

Well, that ought to work out all right, Mr. Haynes, if you want to do it.

You know, we'll miss dinner.

Oh, so we'll miss dinner.

All right. Get your coat.

He'd juggle, you see, and I'd handle the props.

I wore black silk coats way up to here, opera length.

He said I dressed up the act. I'm sure you did, Maisie. We never played what

called a big time, but we went over pretty good in some of them mill towns.

Now I think back on it, it was a pretty cheesy act.

Oh, Maisie.

Slim's a lucky guy.

You're wonderful, you know.

You're honest.

far just five miles straight down the road all right i'll make it as fast as i

can that's a good girl

oh

ray it's getting late i've got to start back

when do i see you again a week from tomorrow

Oh, now, now, don't spoil our beautiful day. Beautiful day?

Crumbs for the hungry little boy.

What about those days I'm going to spend in the President Hotel in Bighorn

waiting to hear from you?

How beautiful do you think those days are going to be?

Sybil, tell him you want a divorce.

No, I can't do that.

You won't. Darling, I'm just being practical.

We're both used to easy living. We'd miss it terribly.

We'd get on each other's nerves living the way we'd have to on what you make.

There's no chance of his giving you a settlement. Oh, I mean not bringing me

into it at all.

Just telling him you want a divorce.

He'd know I was going to you.

No, Ray, we'll just have to go on like this.

Meeting when we can.

If you find out in New York, you'll find out again.

I'll manage better this time.

Come on now, stop sulking.

It seems as if he had an accident. He's pinned under the car.

Did he badly hurt? He can't move. Where's Slim and the boys? Slim?

Well, they're not here. Well, they should be. What? Well, somebody's got to

him. He's laying there on the road.

Well, you, come on. Don't stand there. All right.

Marie, are you crazy? You can't. Cliff will know. What do you mean he can't?

car turned over. The whole window was out. He's laying there hurt. Come on. I

don't understand.

He can't. He can't move. Come and get him. Here come the Marines now. Slim

help me.

And you better put him back in his box.

turned over.

Mr. Ames is pinned under. He's hurt pretty bad. Where is he? He's straight

the road, five miles.

Well, get in the chuck wagon, Maisie. Come on, fellas, let's go.

Will you two go somewhere and relax?

I'm all right.

It all gathered around as if it was George Washington's deathbed.

Yes, young lady, you've had a bad few hours. Oh, I'm okay.

Say, you do look a little green around the gills at that.

Well, the latest from Paris.

Everybody's wearing green around the gills this season. Slim, in my bag

a bottle of sedative tablets. Give her one. Yes, sir. Oh, I'm all right. I tell

you, I'm swell.

Shut up and you'll do as you're told.

What time is it?

Plenty should 90 o 'clock, boys.

I wish Sybil were back.

Don't you hope nothing's happened to her?

Oh, she'll be along in a minute, Miss James.

Come on, baby.

Oh.

Oh, Mrs. Ames is all right. Mrs. Ames is all right, all right.

Here, take this pill. Oh, do I have to? You take it quietly or I'll... Okay, I'm

too tired to wrestle.

Here.

Hey, you're lame.

No. Let's have a look at that leg.

I've already looked, thanks so much.

Is the skin broken?

No.

You must have thrown your hip off. Well, the way it feels right now, I wish I

could throw it out.

Well, lie down. Hey, what is this? Amateur knife? There's a doctor riding

Well, he's busy. I can fix it.

I've doctored plenty of horses in my time.

Go on, lie down.

Well, something tells me I'm making a big mistake.

Yeah, grab ahold of the end there.

Ready?

Yes.

Oh!

There you are. Good as new.

Gee, Slimmy, you deserve a big kiss for that.

You were swell today, kid.

Walking all that distance in the shape you're in. Listen, my shape... Shut up.

I'm trying to give you a compliment.

You've got what it takes, Maisie.

For everything.

Anyone rates a kiss, it's you.

Well, it's all right with me.

Gee, that pill was supposed to quiet my nerves.

I love you, you know.

I never said that before to anybody.

Oh, don't give me those big calf eyes. You knew it.

It happened. Boom. Right on.

Yeah. To me, too.

Well, for crying out loud, you've been treating me like I was poison.

Yeah, I know.

I've been having a battle with myself these last few weeks.

Who won?

You know that old crack about the burnt child?

Yeah.

Well, that's me.

Oh.

Who was she, Slim?

Back in Chicago, I worked in the market.

Worked my way up to head of the grocery department with four clerks under me.

She was the cashier.

You and her didn't get married, did you?

That's a relief.

Well, she didn't make much. She had her whole family around her neck.

She was pretty.

Boy, she was pretty.

Well, she wanted good clothes, you know, the way all girls do.

Yeah, she loved nice things, huh?

Yeah, she was dipping in the till, juggling the books.

They finally caught up with her.

I couldn't see her go to jail, that's all.

So I took the rap.

You went to jail?

Yeah, for a year.

Oh, I was tops with her, all right.

I was her hero.

She was going to be waiting for me outside those big gates when they let me

Well, I should hope so.

Yeah, I hope so, too.

Well, I got out, but she wasn't there.

I ran into her a couple of months later.

Her and the new guy.

And that's when I made up my mind that all women were poison.

Listen, honey.

I'll talk you deaf, dumb, and blind, and sometimes I'll make you so mad you want

to kill me.

But I'll never lie to you, Slim, or cheat you.

No, I know that, Maisie.

It don't seem possible. I've only been wanting this for a month.

Slim, I'm leaving here.

What do you mean you're leaving?

Yep, I'm pulling out tonight.

I'll go to that deluxe hotel in Bighorn and tomorrow you wash yourself down

there because you and me are going to get married. Now, wait a minute. I'll

a minute, but not much more.

I've been looking for you all my life, honey, and now that I got you, you're

going to get away from me.

All right, I want to get married too, but what's all this talk about leaving

here tonight?

Because I don't like it here, that's why.

But, Maisie, this is my job.

Maybe I could get a couple of days off, but...

We're coming back here, the two of us. All right, we'll settle that later.

in a week or so, things will be different. But right now, I'm checking

Shorty to drive me to town, will you, honey? And I'll go to my room and pack.

Now, listen. No arguments.

I'm the boss.

Shorty told me Mr. Ames had an accident.

Yes, it's not bad. The doctor just put his shoulder in a cast.

He's inside.

Mrs. Ames? Yes, is he all right? Yes, he's been asking for you.

They just told me. I'm so sorry. Where have you been?

I got lost, but never mind about me. Are you badly hurt?

It's after nine.

You've been gone all day.

Well, I just told you I missed my way.

I only found the trail about an hour... Well, what's the matter?

Why are you looking at me like that?

Go on.

Go on with what?

Well, I tell you, I got lost.

It's awfully confusing out in that open country.

There are no landmarks at all.

Well, Cliff...

If you're going to doubt my word... Well, honestly, if you're going to cross

-question me about a perfectly simple... Well, how can we go on together if you

don't trust me?

I don't know.

Well, you're not yourself.

That accident's done something to your nerves.

And I won't put up with it.

When you realize how you've treated me, you're going to be very sorry.

Big Horn, 113.

Hello?

President Hotel?

Is that Mr.

Richard Raymond registered there?

He's been out all day.

Oh, thanks.

No, no, no message.

like to talk to you. The feeling is one -sided, I assure you.

Are you leaving?

You bet. My doctor told me I must never live in a swamp.

I don't know what you imagine you saw today.

I have no imagination. I know what I saw.

Well, for certain reasons, I'd rather Mr. Ames didn't know anything about it.

For certain reasons?

I make it worth your while to keep quiet about it.

You know, there's one thing I like about you. You never surprise me. You act

just like I figured you the first day.

Listen.

If I want to talk, I talk. And if I choose to keep my mouth closed, it's

Did you say anything?

No.

But only for one reason. I like Mr. Ames.

And knowing about you and Fancyface would just about smash up his life.

Well, that's settled then. Oh, no, don't go. I've only started.

Dumb as you are, how can you look at Mr. Ames and then go off and eat little

whosits on the side?

I don't have to listen to this. Oh, yes, you do, dearie. You're in a tough spot.

I got you behind the eight ball, and boy, do I love it.

I got to know your husband pretty well these last few weeks, and I'm here to

tell you he's a prince.

What could any woman want that he hasn't got?

He's rich and good -looking and just a swell guy all the way through.

You sound so enthusiastic. I'm surprised you haven't tried to get Cliff for

yourself. Well, you think that's so crazy?

If I was married to him, I'd get down on my knees every night and thank him up

there for giving me such a break.

My, my. And he'd be better off married to me, too.

I'd be square with him, and I'd realize I was getting the world dished up to me

in a silver plate and get value for what I got.

What are you trying to do? Change my life? Improve my character?

No.

No, that wouldn't do any good.

You're not kind enough or even smart enough to make Cliff Ames a good wife

Then aren't you wasting your breath?

No, I'm...

Lucky day.

That long -legged Slimmy boy's going to marry me and I'm getting a chance to

tell you what I think of you.

Boy, some fun.

I suppose you told your fiancé all about this afternoon.

Guess again.

Then how did you explain your leaving?

I told him I didn't like it here.

Slim doesn't have to ask me questions because he knows I'm on the up and up

him.

But I don't know how long I'll be able to hold my tongue.

So do me a favor, will you? And go home.

Is that an order?

Oh, no. I'm in a swell spot to give orders.

Oh, and this is a suggestion.

Leave Ponyboy where the mall can get at him.

Oh, Mrs. Ames.

Can I talk to you about something?

Yeah, sure.

You know, Maisie and I are going to get married.

So I understand.

Well... Something must have happened that day. Maisie set on leaving here.

This job means an awful lot to me.

You know what I think of Mr. Ames.

Yes, you told me.

I'd like awfully well if I could patch up whatever the trouble is.

Maisie's awfully quick -tempered. I thought, well, maybe you and she had a

-in or something.

Was there anything like that?

No.

Not that I know of.

Look, Mrs. Ames, tell me.

Tell you what?

Whatever it is.

I want to fix things up tonight if I can.

But there's really nothing.

All right.

I'll get it out of Maisie right now.

Oh, wait, Slim.

I think you should hear it firsthand.

I'm afraid I'll have to be brutally frank with you.

But Maisie's been carrying on a flirtation with my husband.

Oh, no.

No, that isn't so, Mrs. Ames.

I don't know what ever put a crazy idea like that in your head, but it isn't

true. But I know that it is.

Maisie told me so herself.

Maisie told you?

Well, if she did, she was kidding.

Well, I wish I could think so. She told me she considered Cliff Ames everything

a woman could want in a husband.

Well, she's right.

She said she tried to win him away from me.

That she'd be a better wife to him than I am, and that she'd give him value in

return for his money.

Well, apparently, even when she was with him day after day, her campaign didn't

succeed. It happens that my husband loves me.

What else, Mrs. Ames?

Well, I imagine Maisie'd been so... so open about it all that staying here,

married to you, and with Cliff and me still here, was too embarrassing even

her.

Maybe he told you this all this stuff about her and mr. Ames just now

I'm so sorry slip.

Oh Lee make me a sandwich or something. Will you I'm star

I was just talking with Mrs. Ames. I bet that was fun.

And she said some things that weren't so good.

And I don't want to believe them.

Well, then don't believe them.

Did you say that Mr. Ames was everything that a woman could expect in a husband?

Sure. He is, too.

He's rich and good -looking and a lot of fun when you get to know him. Why?

Did you say that you'd be a better wife to him than Mrs. Ames?

That you'd give him value in return for his money?

What is this? Did you say that, Maisie?

Well, you sound like the district attorney.

Answer me. I've got to know.

Sure, I said all that. What about it?

Well, did you feel that way about Mr. Ames before you fell in love with me?

Or before you said you were in love with me?

Slim, what are you thinking?

I don't know what to think.

After what we said to each other in there, you could accuse me of running

Mr. A? I'm not accusing you of anything. No? Then what's the idea of the third

degree? Well, I just wanted to hear from you exactly what you said. I didn't

want to take her word against yours.

Well, if you loved me, you'd laugh in her face.

Well, you admitted just now. Admitted?

So I am on trial.

Look, the rules I play by say if you love someone, you've got to trust them.

Well, I've got a right to come in here and find out if something's true,

I? That doesn't mean I don't trust you. But you had to check up on it. You had

to find out if I was a chiseling ball digger.

Oh, Maisie.

Won't you try to see my side of it?

I got a bad break once, like I told you.

Something like that leaves a mark on you. Look, if every double -crosser you

meet leaves a mark on you, I'm a zebra.

But I can still believe the person I love is honest and swell all the way

through. Or can I after today?

No reason to feel like that about it. Oh, isn't that...

Lazy into town right away.

In what? We ain't got a car.

Well, use a truck.

Awful uncomfortable riding.

Yeah, she came in and she can leave in it.

You mean she's leaving for good?

Here, give me that. Come on, get started. I want her out of here fast.

Oh, come in, Miss Jane.

You're going away?

Yes, but I was coming in to say goodbye. I wouldn't go without that.

Why are you leaving, Maisie?

Oh, Slim and me had a fight.

But that's okay. If it hadn't happened now, it would have been tomorrow or the

next day.

It was in the cards.

It wasn't in the cards this afternoon?

Oh, sure it was. But the joker was hidden, ma 'am.

Now... I just don't belong out here where the spaces are wide and the mines

narrow.

Say, Mr. Ames, you're not letting my worries get you, are you?

Don't you worry about me.

I've been thrown down as hard as this before.

Or pretty near as hard.

And I always bounce back.

I'm not worrying about you, Maisie.

You'll have happiness and a lot of luck. And you deserve it.

Wish somebody put that in writing.

Will you drop me a card once in a while, Mr. Ames? I'd like to know how things

are with you.

You can always get me in care of the National Botanical Artist, New York.

Sure.

You'll hear from me.

Thanks. I'd appreciate it.

Knowing you was the one break I got in this country of the big high heels.

Well, so long, Mr. Ames.

Goodbye, Maisie.

And thanks for everything.

Yes, Mr. Ames.

Say, go into Big Horn and post this right away, will you? Yes, sir. And have

good time after you post it.

I want it to go. Sure, Mr. Ames.

Come in.

Hello, Slim.

Hello, Red.

Hello, Slim.

Mr. Ames, can I talk to you for a minute?

I know it's late, but it's important.

Well, what's on your mind?

I never thought I'd be saying this, but I have to.

I want to quit.

You want to find Maisie, don't you?

Yes, sir.

And then you'll be coming back here, both of you. Well, I don't know. I hope

But right now I've got to find her before she gets too far away.

I should never have let her go. I acted like a prize idiot.

Don't waste time talking about it.

Go find her, Slim.

You can make it right. She's probably at the hotel.

I'll burn up that trail to town.

Good luck to you, boy.

To both of you. Thanks, Mr. Haynes. I'll be talking to you in a couple of days.

So long.

So long.

Mr. A.

He's dead.

Take her out, Lee. Don't let her see.

Mr. Higgins, call again.

Paper, Mr. Ernie.

Listen, Macy.

When are you going to thaw out? Looks like a late summer, Toots. You've been

here a month, Prudy, dear. I give you this job.

I try to be nice. And I have a nice little shop here.

Why don't you give me some time?

Sorry, Ernie, I'm fresh out of time. I'll give you a manicure, though. No,

no. You gave me this manicure yesterday.

Oh, gee, did I do that? I'm sorry. I'll get on to the hang of it pretty soon.

But you don't have to be a manicure. If you'd say the word... Let's see what

Popeye's doing today.

Macy, I could do a lot for you.

I would do it, too.

You know, there are plenty of girls that...

Yes, sir.

Shave? Hair cut?

Manicure. Macy, gentleman wants manicure.

Yes, indeed.

He'll come and run up.

Sit down, please.

Thank you.

Nice high polish.

Say.

Ain't I have a hell of hands with you before?

You ever been in show business?

Remember a man used to work a troop of seals?

Short fellow with a mustache, Hungarian fellow, played carnivals? Yeah, that's

right. Remember one seal, kind of a star, wore a rhinestone collar?

Yeah. That was me.

Ha, ha, ha.

You're a fresh little dame, ain't you?

That seal was you.

Ha, ha, ha.

Ouch. Stole a wallet and run out.

What? And you didn't even move me my sandwich.

Well, for crying out loud.

You were the little girl in the hat. Yeah, and you were the greasy thief with

the toothpick.

I never stole that, Wallace. But I knew I'd seen you before.

It sure is a small world. Yeah, too small.

I was by that dead town last week.

You'd never know it.

That killing sure woke it up. What killing? This rich fella that owned the

ranch. You must have read about it. Rich fella?

Yeah, Ames. Ames or something. It's in the papers.

Ames?

Mr. Ames killed somebody?

No, this cowboy killed him, or that's what they claim. Cowboy? What cowboy?

He was the manager. I forget his name.

Well, you're crazy.

I'm crazy?

Huh. I'll show you if I'm crazy or not.

There you are.

Charles Slim Martin, now being tried for the murder of his former employer,

Clifford Ames. There you are, black and white.

Mace!

Mace! Mace!

What happened to her?

If you ask me, she's nuts.

How do you do? Che.

No, thanks.

A haircut.

No, thanks.

I wish to speak to Miss Maisie Revere, please.

So do I. Just tell her it's Sir Mr. Bannerman of the firm of Bannerman,

and Caldwell, attorneys.

It's most important I see her at once.

I've had a very difficult time locating her. She just land out. Land?

I beg your pardon? She run out here like she was on fire.

On fire? Just now. If you ask me, she's on her way to Bighorn, Wyoming.

Land out?

On fire?

Bighorn, Wyoming.

Don't deny, then, that you served a year in prison.

No. For robbing an employer who trusted you. Yes, but I served the time they let

me out.

Now let's review the actual shooting.

You went to Mr. Ames' room about 10 o 'clock.

Yes. Red Donovan was in that room when you came in. Yes.

You stated that your interview ended. You went out to the barn to saddle a

horse.

No one saw you leave that room.

No one saw you in the barn.

No, of course not. There was nobody around.

While in the barn, you heard a shot and you rushed to Mr. Ames' room.

That's your testimony, isn't it?

Yes. You found Mr. Ames slumped over the desk. Yes. You ran to him. And I think

you said that the gun dropped from his hand and you stooped and picked it up.

Yes, I picked it up.

That's how your fingerprints happened to be on that gun? Yes, sure.

The cook Lee and Mrs. Ames testified when they rushed in and found you

over Mr. Ames' body, you said, he's dead. Is that true?

Yes. Not Mr.

Ames shot himself.

No.

Mr. Martin, you're an intelligent man.

You're very familiar with courts, with juries, with prisons.

Do you still expect these gentlemen of the jury to believe that you did not

shoot down Clifford Ames in cold blood because you wanted his wife and were

greedy for his money?

I object, Your Honor. The prosecutor has no right to harangue the jury under the

guise of cross -examination. Here you go. Let go of me. Let go of me.

Here you go.

Remove that woman from the courtroom at once. Come on. Wait a minute.

I'm Maisie Revere. You've got to let me tell what I know. Your Honor, please.

I ask a brief recess.

This is an important defense witness.

Your Honor, I emphatically object to this melodramatic theatrical grandstand

play just made by the defense.

I assure the court I had no knowledge that Miss Revere was coming here.

I tried to reach her by subpoena, but couldn't locate her. Court is recessed

until two o 'clock.

Just one more question, Miss Revere. Is that your legal name? No, my name is

Mary Anastasia O 'Connor, after my mother's favorite sister. Is he in here?

Oh, excuse me.

Wait outside.

Oh,

Slim, you must have lost 20 pounds and you can't spare it. Oh, darling.

Oh, Maisie.

I'm glad you came back.

Looks kind of bad, honey.

Well, how can it be bad? You didn't do it.

And I want to tell what I know. I know plenty about Sibyl Aynes. It won't do

good. They've got me hooked, all right. Oh, no.

There's something I want to tell you, Maisie.

I love you with all my heart.

I always will, no matter what happens.

Nobody's going to take you away from me. Never.

Never, you see.

Now, Miss Revere, you testified that the late Mr. Ames, when he saw the

photograph of his wife and the unnamed man, he was, I think you said, all

Yes. He was, too. Did he, in your hearing, mention this picture?

No, but he called out to it. He did not mention it, so you don't really know

that this picture caused him any concern at all.

Sure I know.

How?

Well, he was staring at it like... That will do.

He didn't mention the picture. You saw him looking at it. Then you say that you

saw Mrs. Ames and this man of the picture at the old ranch house the day

accident. You bet I did. And he's here now, right there.

He was here when I come in. I saw him. Did you tell Mr. Ames what you saw?

No, I didn't.

I thought too much of him to break his heart.

Did you tell anyone what you saw?

No. So we have only your word.

Well, ask her.

If she says no, she's... I'll conduct the case, thank you.

You love Slim Martin, don't you?

Yes.

Would you lie for him?

Objection. Objection sustained.

Shorty Miller testified that Slim Martin sent you away from the ranch.

He said, get her out of here fast.

Had you quarreled with Martin?

Yes, but it... Was Mrs. Ames the subject of your quarrel?

Well... Yes or no?

Well, some things she said... Look, Judge, I can't say yes or no. It don't

sense that way. A witness will answer the question.

Was Mrs. Ames the subject of your quarrel, yes or no? Oh, haven't you any

at all? Slim didn't do it.

That woman made Mr. Ames so unhappy he didn't want to live, that's all. That's

the truth that I'm trying to tell you.

Mr. Mayor? Your Honor, I submit to you. You shut up and let me talk.

Your Honor, now I'm going to tell.

Nobody told the truth. Not Slim or me or anybody.

But I don't care what anybody said. This is the truth.

This is really the truth.

He wasn't in that room when Mr. Ames died. He was with me.

He wouldn't say so because he was trying to protect me.

But that's where he was.

I tell you, he was with me all the time. Maisie, stop it. Let me tell. I don't

care who knows.

Maisie, they'll jail you. That's perjury.

Don't believe her, Your Honor. She's lying to save me, but I won't let her.

Honor, in all my years... Your Honor, I... Order!

Order! Order in this courtroom or I'll have the room cleared. Hey, listen.

Where do you think you're going? It's unusual.

You can't go in there. I'll explain.

Wait.

Your Honor, I am Mr. Bannerman of the firm of Bannerman, Burke & Caldwell, New

York City.

But, my dear sir, this court is in session. I realize that, Your Honor.

But I'm in possession of a letter which may be relevant to this case.

My firm of the attorneys for the late Clifford Ames. Your Honor, I object to

way the defense... Go on, Mr. Bannerman. Four days after Mr. Ames' death, we

received a letter dated and mailed on the day of his death.

I have it here.

Well, this merely mentions an enclosure.

A letter to Miss Maisie Revere. I have that also.

We've been trying to locate Miss Revere.

I thought at first this letter might be purely personal.

My only instructions from my client were to deliver the letter unopened.

I feel now, however, that it may be related to this case since Miss Revere

witness here. Your Honor, this is highly irregular.

I'm aware of that.

Stand down, Miss Revere.

Get down from here, you mean?

Yes. Yes, sir.

You will open and read that letter.

If it has no bearing on the case, you will resume the stand and this trial

continue. Yes, sir.

Your Honor, instruct this woman not to destroy this letter. It may contain

evidence for the prosecution. Well, who's destroyed anything? I'm only

get it open.

Please excuse me, Jess, for being so clumsy. My nails have come along, you

I've been working in a manicure shop, and sometimes the men like it that way.

I've been trying to do the best.

It says it here.

Ask Your Honor's permission to put Mr. Bannerman on the stand to swear that

is Mr. Ames' handwriting.

The clerk will first read the letter. Your Honor, the state has had no

opportunity to... The clerk will read the letter.

Borrow Ranch.

Dear Maisie, I think you understand better than anyone else how things are

me. I know now that I can never live and rid myself of the love I have for my

wife. She married me for my money. She never loved me.

But tonight I'll be free of it. It's a coward's way, perhaps, but the only way

for me.

I'm leaving you the ranch and enough money to keep you in opera -length holes

for the rest of your life.

I have to put it in legal language.

But first, let me say it very simply.

You ought to have the ranch and plenty of money to run it. I hope you and Slim

will live on the ranch and be happy there.

I love you both.

Linda.

You're free.

Your Honor, the state moves that the indictment against the defendant,

Martin, be dismissed.

Motion granted.

Well, fella, looks like it's back to the ranch for you.

Well, I don't know about that. The place has changed hands.

Have I still got my job, Maisie? I can cook or wash dishes. Well, we've been

trying to avoid to do that.

But I can give you a nice job as husband. What do you say, honey? This is

say.