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Heat.

Heat. Heat.

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Heat. Heat. Heat.

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Now, Now that they're out of the way,

only you and

me. And

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now it's only me.

Come on, drink. There's a lot more gold

where this came

from. Home. Home on the rain.

Where has the end of both

play where seldom is

heard on a cloudy old

day? What's the dogone funny? Ain't no

way you can cinch a saddle on that nag

proper. He sucks in wind. Puff his rib

bows up his back and you can't get him

tight. It don't make sense.

Leaving our own horses and riding this

here kind of

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crowb sure don't do our social standing

no good riding these kind of nags. Well,

what are we supposed to be anyhow? Dude

ranchers or prospectors? You ask me

three darn fools on a wild goose chase.

Oh, what are you talking about? You

ought to be flattered have the

government send us on a secret mission.

pulling your blasted ribs. The only way

you could flatter me is give him my own

horse back. Oh, but then the mission

wouldn't be secret any longer. You know

good and well riding our own horses

would stamp us as the range busters and

not prospectors. Now, let me do that.

Did you get jarred up any Elmer?

Feels like it's broke. Well, what's a

broken neck compared to Secret Mission?

You know, Elmer, you and I are being

honored by the United States. honored my

eye. What's it all about? Well, that's a

secret. Leastwise, as far as I'm

concerned, you know, it seems like that

Arizona gold is red, and when an ombre

brings in some that's yellow. Says he

got it from an Arizona mine, the folks

at the mint get some suspicious.

Expecting he died it yellow, maybe.

Sounds like it. Anyhow, I know we're

supposed to run down a fellow they call

Jingler and find out what it's all

about.

Now, if you can stay on that mag, let's

ride.

What are you stopping here for?

Well, after all, you can't pass through

a busy community like this without

paying your respects to the mayor. Well,

if you do, you're going to have to look

for him in the cemetery. No, sir. I

ain't got no hanger for ghost towns or

ghost mayors. Now, look, Alibi, the only

time ghosts are dangerous is when you

don't pay him due respect. Now, come on,

pile. No, I ain't going to go. I You are

going.

Did you hear something? Not a thing.

Well, I thought I did. Anyhow, I don't

like it. Take a look down that street.

Well, what's the matter with it? It

gives me the creeps. I ain't scared of

anything that lives and breathes. But

when it comes to a place like this, you

can count me out. I don't aim to get my

hair full of spooks. Now look, Alifi, a

place like this, you'll be looked on

with reverence. It's a monument to the

dead past. If we don't get out of here,

we'll have a dead past. Oh, you're

talking about gravestones. Dusty means

historical monuments. Well, I ain't

finicky about the brand of monuments.

All I can say is I ain't hankering for

one just yet. I can get a lot later

start and put in plenty of time being

dead.

Good. Well, that's sure enough a

skeleton. All right. I claim with alibi

this metropolis is better than Adam. And

I claim that there's life all around.

Like for instance, that coyote there

digging a

hole. A nice little heila monster there

looking for its mate. Hormson reptiles

ain't what I mean. They sort of have a

leaning for ghosts and grave the args.

Anyhow, what I'm saying is there ain't a

human being within miles of this place.

Once you're used to staying in a place

where the only creatures that greet you

is a delegation of trapdo spiders.

Anyhow, until it's time for the haunts

to get busy.

A up, Alibabi. What you need is a

nice drink. So, uh, let me escort you to

the bar. What bar? I don't see none. Ah,

but you will. That's what I aim to show

you.

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There you are. The old bottleneck

casino. You know that used to be the

most famous drink emporium west of

Tucson. Deadwood Ike mixing the poison

rolet spinning the wheel. Her motto was

uh no limit this side of the pearly

gates. That's right. Even her ghost

wouldn't be so bad to look at right now.

You're not kidding. If I have to go in a

tomb like that to find a drink, I'm

taking the pledge here now. All right.

All right, little man. If that's the way

you feel about it. Anyhow, we ought to

go over to the hotel and get our

reservations in early. What hotel? Right

over there. Can't you see? Come on.

I've heard that even presidents have

stopped here, and that'll put us into

extra good company. Hold on now. You

don't aim to stay in that place all

night. And why not? We sure don't aim to

sleep in the streets. Well, neither do

I. I don't aim to sleep no more than 10

mile here. We haven't got any other

choice now, Alibabi. It's too late not

across the desert. Well, we'll be seeing

you.

Hey, fellas, come here. They don't leave

me out here by myself. Come here.

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Well, let's register.

See what' they tell you? Ulyses Grant.

September the 18th, 1879.

Boys, we're putting up in

style. Hey, Alibabi, give me a nickel,

will you? I want to see if that thing

over there works.

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Hey fellers. Gosh.

say dated way back in Civil War day.

Yeah.

1871. Here's one. 1883.

1975. What? 18? Yeah. 187. Hey. Hey.

Here's one that was coined only last

year. Huh? Now I know this place is

jinx. Say that must be the one you just

dropped in.

Listen. What's the matter now? Don't you

hear nothing?

Ain't human. The clock's still running

after 20 years. Maybe some desert rat

passed you and wound it up. Not any

desert rat I ever seen. He'd be scared

to. Scared what? The white clock. Yep.

Or come along them streets out there.

They'll all tell you that every ghost

town this year desert's haunted.

Uh, well, uh, come on. Let's go up and

pick out our rooms. No, sir. This as far

as I go. If anything happens during the

night, I'm going to be where the good.

Well, all right, Alibabi. If that's the

way you feel about it, we'll go out and

get our saddle rolls and we'll bed down

right here for the night. Huh? All

right.

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Heat. Heat.

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Hey,

Crash. Crash.

Hey, what do you want? I just saw it.

Saw what? The ghost runs this place.

Leave me

alone. Father. Father, wake up.

You've been walking in your sleep again.

Come on, sit down over here.

Little alibi. Will you lay down and get

some sleep? But I tell you that I saw

It's as plain as a nose on your face.

And all the talk about who wound that

clock set you to having bad dreams.

Wasn't no dream, Dusty. I see it just as

clear to see you this minute. Now, get

this straight, Alibabi. There's no such

thing as a ghost. And if there was, it

wouldn't have the kind of muscles that

had wind a genuine clock. Now you've

been seeing

things. Put the light out

quick. Get some clothes on. We're in

trouble.

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Hello. Come on.

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Heat. Heat.

Hey, things have got mighty quiet all of

a sudden. Yeah, but they might start

popping again any minute. I reckon we'd

better split up. Bestie, you go up that

way. Alibi over there.

Put up your hands.

Stay where you are and don't move.

Good evening, ma'am. Turn around. Much

obliged,

ma'am. Was it you and that pop gun that

started all the ruckus? I'll ask the

question. What are you doing in our

town? I wasn't aware it was your town,

ma'am. I was given a notion that belong

to the ghosts. So, it was you. Me? Me?

What? They tried to frighten us off our

property with all that ghost writing.

Well, it didn't work. We don't scare as

easily as that. No, ma'am. I I reckon

not. And you can't frighten us by

shooting out our windows. No, ma'am.

Then why did you try to? I didn't. Then

who was it? I'm sure I don't. Uh-oh.

There go the fireworks again. Keep your

hands up.

Yes, ma'am.

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I wish I could believe all you've said

about how you happen to come to our

town. Well, that's how I was wishing

when I was telling you, ma'am. It was

mostly true. Well, I guess we'd better

see what my father thinks about this.

Fine, ma'am. Keep your hands up and

march up those steps. Well, don't you

think you'd better keep your gun on me

then,

ma'am? I tell you, some of the fireworks

I noticed come from right up there. And

that's the exact spot that that clock

wind and spook come from and went. All

right, then. Let's go up and find out.

Now, sure, come on along. Not me, and

you better not neither. Well, with

everything pitch dark, you wouldn't have

a China's chance. Well, on second

thought, maybe we'd better wait till

morning. But anyhow, we ought to go on

out and look for Dusty. What for?

Dusty's old enough to look out for

himself. Alibi, you surprise me. How?

Every shot that was fired after he left

this room was aimed at me.

Well, if you're scared, then I'll go by

myself. Maybe he's out there shot. Maybe

he's bleeding.

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Bleeding, huh? He's been cutting capers

of the female spook. And while we were

out risking our lives,

clouds and rain have all taken flight.

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All

because of

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you. The dark clouds went

hiding. The blue skies

appear. A rainbow is riding the

rain. And I am confiding.

Whenever you're near, a romance is right

in the

range. The trail that was rocky is

smooth as can

be. Everything seems so different and

strange.

For the day seems so dery

whenever you're near. A rainbow is right

in the rain.

Oh, just a minute, Mr. Nardy. These are

my two friends I was telling you about.

Dog gone it. Nowadays, one don't know

who needs killing. Here, father, let me

have that gun. You had no business.

Where are your manners? Oh, I beg your

pardon, ma'am. After all, seeing as this

used to be a hotel and it's open to the

public, I don't you be too hard on

crash, ma'am. He means all right. Of

course, I might forget some manners,

too, if I was raised on a goat ranch.

Well, everything's all

right. Seems like old times there folks

come into this parlor and make

themselves to home. Nancy, ask the

gentleman to be seated. Why certainly?

Oh, thank you. Oh, no. No, Miss Nancy,

we got to be going. It's getting late.

And besides, your dad needs his rest.

Uh, good night, Miss Nancy. Good night,

Mr. Nordic. Good night.

Hey, what's the idea of telling folks I

was raised on a goat ranch? I didn't say

you were. I only mentioned what might

have happened if I was. Well, that's the

impression you tried to leave. It's

getting late. Let's get some

shot. Who is she? Nancy Nordic. And you

need to watch your step. Why? Her father

was a fellow with a shotgun. That old he

goat ain't nothing too beckard about

using it neither. Who's he trying to

perforate anyhow? Oh, he isn't sure

exactly. Seems like some Humber's trying

to run him off of this place. But he

can't make out who it is. The fellow

won't show his face. How's he trying to

run him off then? Well, near as I can

make out by writing makebelieve ghost

messages, mostly on the walls of the old

man's gold mine. His mine? Uh-huh. Where

is it? Right here in the edge of town.

Well, I thought all the mines around

here were worked out and so did

everybody else except the old man. He

seems to be a little bit cracked. Well,

I'll tell you more about it in the

morning. Right now, I need some sleep.

Good night. Good night.

Good night.

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Well, that was when this town was a

booming. Seems like the old man started

sinking all the money he had, buying up

everything in sight. This hotel, the

casino, and all the main street, and the

best paying mining properties in the

neighborhood, and then the bottom fell

out, leaving him flat. Yep, it sure did.

had nothing left on his hands but a

ghost town. A lot of holes in the ground

that used to be mines. What I can't

understand is why anybody would want to

run him out of it. Unless them ghost

messages are genuine. Could it be that

humans sticking around and sort of

aggravated a spook? It wasn't any spook

that started all that shooting last

night. The bullet that smashed the old

man's window was a real thing. Well,

that was about all I was able to get out

of that gal. She quit talking soon as

the old man came in the room. Wonder

where Crash is. Yeah, he's probably out

tending the horses. Say it was right

thoughtful of him not to trouble us.

I was just a baby then. Let me. Well,

after we left, nothing father attempted

ever worked out. It seems that all his

luck had been left

behind. Then mother died. After that, he

brooded more than

ever. He could think only of this town

in the boom days when he was king. It

was the big moment of his life.

That's very easy to understand.

Yes, I suppose

so. It wouldn't have been so bad if it

hadn't become an obsession with him. He

thought this town would come back

someday, just as big as it ever was. And

so you brought him back here.

Doctor said he hadn't longed to live. So

I thought if if it would make his last

days any happier.

Good morning, father. Morning, sir.

You're not going out before you have

breakfast, are you? Well, I thought I'd

go out and work up an appetite. I hope

you found things satisfied for you. Yes,

sir. Everything was just fine. That's

good. If the not speak right up, this

hotel aims to please. Thank you.

I wish you wouldn't go to the mine. Not

this morning. After what happened last

night. Oh, I'm all right. Old Betsy here

will take care of me. From the looks of

things yesterday, I'm getting mighty

close to pay dirt.

That's the way it's been ever since we

got here. Each day he expects to strike

it rich and it's all so

hopeless. If only just once he could

find a little real encouragement

again. Maybe then he'd be willing to

leave before he I

know. But those ghost messages and those

shots last

night, I reckon I'd better trail after

him and see that nothing happens.

Thanks for the breakfast.

Say alibi, there's something funny about

Crash. I just been over at the horses

and they haven't been fed at all. That

ain't surprising. What do you mean? I've

been rumaging through the saddle bags

and wherever Crash went, that fancy

shirt of his went with him. Oh, it did?

Huh? Trying to beat my

time. Uh-oh. It looks like we're in for

more trouble. Not me. No sir.

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Hey. Hey. What's the matter? Who you

shooting at? Oh, I don't know. I was

just mosing here when that guy takes a

couple of pot shots at me from behind

those rocks.

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Hey, let me give you a little of this.

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Dr. Netwitz, you want to get killed?

Killed? How? You haven't got yourself in

trouble again, have you? No, I'm just

wasting ammunition for the fun of it.

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You know what I'm worrying about, Elmer?

Is whether I'm thinking right or wrong.

If you want me to be your conscience

alibi, you'll have to talk plain or not.

Well, take a look at this.

Gold? Yeah, gold nuggets. Uh-oh. So,

that's what's worrying you. been holding

out on Crash and Dusty. Where'd you get

it? No, that's not it. These nuggets

loaned us by that government man that

sent us on this year's secret mission.

Wasn't he loan you gold nuggets, Farah?

Well, to show us samples. That way, if

anybody started asking questions, we

could flim flam folks into thinking

we're real prospectors. But I was

figuring on using them for something

else. Uh-oh. Can I? Well, speaking

plain, I've got a notion I'm going to

salt a gold mine with it. Uh-oh.

Naughty, naughty. Well, if that's the

way you feel about it. Well, of course,

if it's an interested justice. Well, it

might not be an interest justice, but

something nearly as praiseworthy. How

near? Awful near, Elmer. Awful near.

Well, then if I you'd go ahead. Much

obliged, pal, for setting me right.

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What are you up to now?

Did you and Dusty been crying all over

the place because you feel sorry for old

Nardic in his gap? Yes, but I'm not

advising shooting anybody to get him out

of their misery. Well, that's not my

intention either.

What are you doing with this? That's

what I'm trying to tell you. Had you

been a cllayman that what the old man

needs is fine gold again to sort easy

his mind? Yes, Nancy did think that

something like that might help. Do you

know how any such fine could happen

unless we helped it along a little? No.

No, I don't. That's the way I had it

figured, too. All I'm worried about is

how hard that old shotgun of his is

liable to kick when I shoot a couple of

loads of this gold into the gizzard of

his old mine.

Heat.

Heat. Heat.

Heat.

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Heat. Heat.

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You sure started something when you shot

those gold nuggets in the Nordic's

worthless mine. Well, how bad is it? Oh,

terrible. They're coming here in droves

and paying fairs at $100 a piece. They

probably hacked everything they had. And

you talk about me going out and hunting

trouble. Now, hold on a minute, Craig.

You just wait until that bunch of

armories finds out there isn't any gold.

Just you waiting.

What does this mean? What does what

mean? Well, these blankets done up in a

saddle roll. Well, it means I'm

traveling, that's what. And you're

traveling with me. Oh, no, we're not.

Now, hold on, Crash. Listen, whose fault

was we stopped here in the first place?

Running out and leaving other people

holding the bag. No, it ain't that,

Crash. Honest. It ain't. It ain't just

because we solded that gold mine. What

do you mean we? Well, you didn't stop

me, did you?

No. No, I

didn't. Well, I guess that leaves me to

shoulder my share of the blame, too.

Yep. And that includes me. I reckon

we're all riding the same colored horse.

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Look at

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I figure there's gold enough here for

everybody. And I'm selling you boys

shares in my claim at the same price I

paid 25 years ago.

Anderson

Yes, sir. And I'm going to use this

money to make this town better than it

ever was before.

Why the hotel will be the likes

of

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Goodbye.

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Chem. Oh, hitch up your horses and feed

him some hay. My wagon is good and

cold. I'm

leaving. I'm off to my hand. Goodbye,

old pain. I'm a

leaving. My horses ain't hungry. They

won't eat your h. Good morning, young

ladies. I'm rolling away. I'm leaving

Cheyenne. I'm off to Montana.

I'm a giant

old

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he I'm off the mountain.

Goodbye old paint.

I'm

a

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child. Much obliged, folks. Much

obliged. Just wanted to tell you that

Mr. Nordic asked us in here to to help

him out till he got his entertainers

down from Frisco. Want to thank you very

much. So, thank you. Thank you.

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And it's been wonderful for father. It's

the first time I've ever seen him really

happy. And also, it's the first time

I've ever known him to develop a streak

of superstition.

Is that so? Why? He thinks it was you

three boys coming to bottleneck that

changed his love.

Well, what does he figure we had to do

with it? Nobody knows why is behind

superstition.

A black cat crosses in front of you and

a little later you trip and break a leg.

You know the cat didn't put the rock

there, but you feel that you mightn't

have tripped over it if there hadn't

been a cat. Kind of involved, isn't it?

Yeah, kind of. But uh I hope it isn't as

bad as that. You know, I'd hate to turn

out to be a black cat for your father.

Oh, I didn't mean that. I meant that

gold was there before. Ages and ages

before you boys ever came here.

Naturally, it was, wasn't it?

Well, it

seems natural for you to suppose so.

Well, the point is, father didn't find

it till right after you came. I suppose

that's how all superstitions grow.

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Speaking of black

cats, you

black cats and tough luck always come

together. Well, if you ask me, no black

cats needed to bring tough luck. You

just leave a door open and it always

pops in. Oh, yes. Now, now, boys, I

think I'm very lucky to have both here.

I need two strong men to help me

rearrange the furniture. What do you

mean two men? So, you just get that boy

out of the way there and show me what

you want. I'll move it for you in a

jiffy. A good idea. Let the little man

show off.

All right. Now, where should we start?

Well, let's see. Suppose we move the

couch first. All right. Uh, where should

we put it? See how it looks over here.

Over there? Mhm. Right over there.

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Well, I guess there's no use denying you

slipped one over on me that time, Elmer.

But what I mean, what's your trade? My

trade would be your knee for a blond's

knee.

No. What's your calling? Hog calling.

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No. What do you work at? I mean, what do

you do? Oh, why didn't you say that in

the first place? I tell fortunes. Tell

fortunes, eh? Let me see your hand.

Awful dirty.

Too bad. Too bad. Go ahead. I can take

it. What do you see? Trouble. You sure

got yourself in a lot of trouble. Well,

I was afraid of that. How soon is it

going to come? Right on your heels now.

Right on your heels. Well, ain't there

no way I can duck it? Not a chance. Not

a chance. But it ain't going to last. I

can see where it's going to end. Well,

now that's better. Where is it going to

end? at the end of her rope.

Jim Jim Nordic selling mine chief.

They're going like hot cakes. Come on.

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You sure knew what you were talking

about. Trouble is right on my heels.

You know, I think this room would look

much better as it was before. I think

so, too. Let's put the couch back where

it was in the first place.

Oh, Crash. What if I could see you and

Dusty for a minute? I got a little

problem and need to talk over in a

minute. Just as soon as I get through

supervising this job. Come on, Alibaba.

Give me a hand, will you?

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Right over there.

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What are you looking for? Nothing. I was

just killing time. Well, you picked

funny places to kill

it. I don't know who you are, but this

isn't the first time you've gotten in my

way. Next will be the

last. Safest thing you can do is get out

of

town.

Okay. Then close the door after you.

Listen, Crash. Old man Nic selling

shares in that mine of his. What? Where

is he? We got to stop him. I'm afraid

it's too late, gentlemen.

He's practically sold out.

You would have been smart had you

followed your partner's advice in the

first place and left town a week ago. I

don't know what you're talking about.

Oh, I think you do. Sultting mines is a

dangerous occupation, particularly if

the mob in this town finds out about

it. Surprised, aren't

you? No, not necessarily.

Attempting murder is also a dangerous

occupation. Yes, if

proven. This belongs to you, doesn't it?

Perhaps. At least I lost one like it. It

was the night that your friend here was

dodging

bookshot. Pretty strong evidence, isn't

it? No, I was just a

spectator. Do you

mind? No, not at all. Thank you.

If I were you gentlemen, I wouldn't

waste much time saddling your horses. A

few miles head start might be a great

advantage. Good

evening. Nice going, Grace. You were

right all the time. It was a jingler

that started all that shooting. It seems

like the Nordics aren't the only ones

he's trying to scare away. Alibi, you

get Nordic and the daughter out of town

immediately.

Dusty and I keep an eye. Well, sooner

said than

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done. Gentlemen, I have something to

tell you. If you please keep quiet,

if you please,

gentlemen, if you

please. Thank you very

much. This thing you thought was a gold

strike.

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Stand back and lift your hands.

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I'd kill you both if it wasn't that I

want to get my message to those folks

out there

first. Move away from that door.

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Let him blab his head off. All I wanted

was to make him mad enough to include us

in what he had to say. Yeah, but Chris,

the only way we can find out what he's

up to is to get out of town and take

that crowd with us. All I wanted was to

make sure they'd be chasing us instead

of the Nordics.

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I started to tell you gentlemen, the

whole gold strike was a fake.

The mine you bought into was

salty. Rodic and those three ombres that

have been living with him fixed it up

between them.

I overheard them talk just a while ago.

That's why, gentlemen, none of you have

found any gold. You've all suffered

hard. Well, I reckon it's about time for

us to hit the saddle. Spent your life

saving us like a bunch of tender feet.

Are we going to stand for it?

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They're gone. Get your horses. Go after

them.

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We better split up and start scaring in

all directions till we find them. You

fellas back there. Go with Walker.

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You boys come with me.

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Heat. Heat.

Okay, Dusty. Now we'll ride back and see

what's doing at Bottleneck. Huh.

They must have given us a slip. Come on.

Well, it looks like the last of the

folks are leaving Bottleneck. That town

must be as deserted as when we first

came there. Yeah, excepting maybe for

the Jingler. If my guess is right, I'll

bet this is what he's been waiting for.

Come on.

Look, I can't see plane, but it could be

them. I can't understand why they'd be

heading back for the diggings. We might

as well trail along and find out.

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Heat. Heat.

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gold.

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Yeah.

Oh, don't don't shoot. If you don't,

I'll let you in on a secret to make us

both rich. You again.

You know what? I promise the next time

you got in my way. I know, but

but Oh. Oh, listen. Please listen. I can

tell you it was a vein of gold. More

gold in this town ever turned out in

this bombiest day. I got all the gold I

want. No, you haven't. Nobody ever has.

No matter how much gold you got, you can

always use more. All you got to do is to

listen.

All right, go ahead. Where is this ghoul

you're talking about? There's a tunnel

leading to it. Right behind the walls of

this cellar. The only man that knew

about it was Samson, but now he's dead.

Wait a minute. I'm not ready for you to

get up yet. Who was this Samson? Once he

was foreman of the Nordic Mines. That's

how we happened to find it. a vain

Richard and all the rest. If he'd talled

about it, it belonged to Nordic. So,

he's just walled it off. Figuring on

coming back someday and working himself.

Yeah, but he got into a shooting scrape

and sent up to prison. That's where I

met him. He told me about it just before

he died. He gave me directions

and in this

chart. You'd better see what's storing

at the casino and I'll scout around at

the

hotel. It must have been him who rigged

up that secret passage behind the clock.

Yeah. Well, how did you find out about

it? Stumbled on it by accident and then

figured out how it could come in

handy. Are you sure you're the only one

Samson told about this? Oh, I swear to

it. Nobody knows anything about it

excepting just

you and

me. That's fine.

[Music]

Now nobody knows about

it but me.

[Music]

Heat. Heat.

[Music]

Dusty Getty's gun.

He came from behind that clock. Yeah.

Well, let's have a look. It might be

worth your while, gentlemen, not to act

too hastily. How do you mean? I can make

you both rich. I've got a quarter of a

million in gold to be split three ways.

Where'd you get it? All you need to know

is that I've got it. Sounds interesting.

Yeah, if it's there. I see you gentlemen

are a couple of good horse traders, but

this isn't sight on scene. Come along,

I'll show you. And don't forget, I'll be

right behind you. This isn't a trap, I

assure you. But if you doubt my word, I

have no objections in leading the way.

[Music]

Hey, who's that? He's the gentleman that

started all the shooting the night you

arrived in Bottleneck. It finally became

expedient to dispose of him.

But this is what I brought you down to

see.

Gold. Pure

gold. Looks like it came from the mint.

You needn't worry about that. We'll melt

it up and remold it. It'll never be

recognized when it gets back to the

mint. You're a bigger gun than I

thought, Jingler. A little keepsake from

the Denver Mint. But you promised a

quarter of a million and the Denver Mint

didn't give up that much in the first

place and you've been unloading it ever

since. Gentlemen, I have a chart here. A

liberal contribution from our friend

there. It'll more than make up for any

deficit. Well, uh, what does it mean? It

means that hidden behind these walls,

there's a richer vein of a ever found

before in bottleneck. H. Then that

property old man Nordic sold wasn't so

worthless after all. Well, hardly. But

he need never know about it. Now those

green horns who bought stock from him?

Oh yes they

do. Government man. Yes. Dusty put the

handcuffs on

him. Now let's go upstairs and give the

miners the good news.

[Music]

Just look at them. Biggest gold strike

this state ever saw.

It's wonderful, father. And we owe it

all to you boys.

Oh, maybe. But oh boy, when I think how

close we came to being black cats. Well,

I've got to get back to Bottleneck and

meet those entertainers coming from San

Francisco.

Say, that reminds me, we've got to make

our report to the government, too.

Sorry. We'll have to say goodbye.

Goodbye. Goodbye, Miss Nancy. Bye.

Oh,

goodbye, Alibabi. Goodbye, M. Goodbye.

Goodbye, Miss Nancy.

Come back to bottleneck when you can.

[Music]

Nice girl. Yeah. You know, she's going

to make some man a fine wife.

Yeah. I don't suppose she was meant for

either of us. No.

Why don't you boys draw straws or let's

get to the lazy am and get her horses.

[Music]

We'll be seeing you, folks.