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- We're a nice friendly group of people.

We don't need for an outsider to come in here

telling us how to run this county.

- They're not gonna run us out of town

like the last reel of some bad western!

Boy, this really fries my eggs.

- Now, he may be sheriff today, but he's just crazy.

- You touch me one more time

and beer's not gonna be the only stain on your shirt.

- Pretty neat, ain't she?

He is armed and he is to be considered dangerous.

- Well, now what do we do? - We walk.

It works for me.

Boy, this really fries my eggs,

sending us all this way to pick up a two-bit pickpocket

who's stupid enough to get caught

while lifting the mayor's wallet.

- This'll be a piece of cake, toss this geek

in the back seat and have him in Los Angeles by tomorrow.

And then we can nose our way on to that Esposito homicide.

Wally Waterstean.

- Now you can take this trip easy, or you can take it hard,

all you gotta do is keep your mouth shut, sit on your hands

and we'll have a nice ride back to Los Angeles

where you'll be arraigned, okay, Mr. Wallerstean?

- Whatever you say, sir. - Are you Wally Waterstean?

- Of course he is.

- I told you, you shouldn't try anything, Mr. Animal.

- Shall we go, Hunter, I have our prisoner.

47 bottles of beer on the wall,

47 bottles of beer, if one of those bottles should happen

to fall, there'd be 46 bottles of beer on the wall.

46 bottles of beer on the wall, 46 bottles of beer,

if one of those bottles should jump down and fall,

there'd be 45 bottles of beer on the wall.

- Okay, Wally, we got the point.

- Sorry.

- I think it was right around the 66th bottle, Wally,

right around that 66th bottle

it started to drag a little bit.

- You guys know how to play geography?

- Unfortunately, we don't, Wally.

- How 'bout 20 questions? - Okay, I'll start.

What do two cops and this prisoner do

when they're stranded in the middle

of some back country road without food or water?

Don't tell me.

- Maybe you'd better wait in the car, huh?

I don't want to wait in the car.

- You'll only get aggravated.

- Oh, I hope this is funny for somebody?

Well? - It's broke.

- You're right, I'm glad I waited in the car.

- You can get out now.

- It's bad enough that Kane sends us off into the boonies

to pick up Wally, but he packs us off

in one of his spit-mobile specials,

and we have had nothing but dust and cactus for two days,

a prisoner who counts license plates

and sings "This Old Man."

And I want to cry, Hunter, I just wanna cry.

- Yeah, I know, me too.

- Look what I've gone and done, I'm sorry,

I mean this is all my fault.

Well, how is it your fault, Wally?

- Well, if I'd gone and gotten myself arrested some place,

some place less out of the way, we wouldn't be in this fix.

And that way, Sergeant McCall wouldn't have to be so upset.

And you've been really nice to me.

I mean, not making me wear the handcuffs

when we went into that Hamburger Heaven back there.

- Well, I didn't think you were gonna club us to death,

and when you ordered your Heavenly breakfast over easy,

I knew we were safe.

- Well, now what do we do?

- We walk. - We walk.

18 bottles of beer on the wall,

18 bottles of beer, if one of those bottles should happen

- to fall there'll be... - 17.

17 bottles of beer on the wall,

17 bottles of beer.

Uh, oh, lookout.

Boy, are we ever glad to see you!

- I just bet you are, hold your hands up,

get away from that sidearm, ace.

Hate to have to separate your eyes with a bullet hole.

- Well, I can explain the gun, officer.

- I'll bet you can.

- We're police officers, I have I.D.

- Let me see that I.D., put it right here.

15 bottles of beer on the wall,

15 bottles of beer.

If one of those bottles

should happen to fall, there'd be 14 bottles of beer

on the wall.

14 bottles of beer on the wall,

14 bottles of beer, if one of the bottles should happen

to fall, there'd be 13 bottles of beer on the wall.

- I've got something.

Yes, sir.

One says, Rick Hunter, badge number 89,

the other one's Dee Dee McCall, badge number 358.

Oh, this guy's a million laughs.

- Yeah, I bet Kane's gettin' a real rip outta it, too.

Look, when you talk to him, you tell him...

- I don't wanna talk to him?

- Well, I don't wanna talk to him, either.

Look, I'm tired of being stuck in the middle of you two,

I am sick of being sent out on these chicken salad runs

just 'cause you got the wrong family tree.

As a matter of fact, I'm gonna tell him.

- I'll tell him, myself. - Goodbye.

- Told him, didn't we?

They didn't want to talk to either one of ya.

- I'm real sorry if I got you folk in any kind of trouble.

Really, truly I am.

- That's okay, Wally, everything's gonna be all right.

- You know, I got the distinct feeling

your Captain Kane isn't all too crazy about you two.

- He's just a little jealous of me is all.

Well, since y'all check out, I see no reason why

you couldn't shove off as soon as Deacon got your car fixed,

if you can call that thing of yours a car.

He did say that he'd get that new radiator

in from Gainesville tomorrow morning,

so you might as well put up

over at the Eastman hotel for the night.

It's right across the way, right over there.

- Where else would it be, right?

Now if y'all get hungry, you might as well stop

over at the diner,

that's right down the block from the hotel.

I usually stop over there around ten-ish for some pie,

if you can't sleep, I'll be right there.

Excuse me, Sergeant, what's gonna happen to me?

Well, you're just gonna have to stick it out here

with Sheriff Cutter tonight, Wally.

No rabble-rousing or breaking up the furniture, okay?

- I'll see if I can't manage to hang on to a dangerous felon

like yourself for these two big city police officers.

I'll see you in the morning, Sergeant McCall?

- Bright and early.

- Maybe see you later?

- In the morning then, Sheriff.

This old man, he played one,

he played knick-knack on his thumb.

- You hungry? - Yeah, let's go.

Easterland Drug Store, Easterland Diner.

- Seems Mr. Easterland got it locked.

You work for his company and eat at his diner.

There's also Easterland Savings and Loan,

Easterland General Store.

Yeah, there's also an Easterland Realty office.

- Seems like half this town is owned by Easterland.

Mr? - Pops.

- Can I get you some coffee? - Yes, please.

- And add to it, there wouldn't be a car on the street

without Mr. Easterland.

He opened that rock quarry, and he gave jobs

to more than half the town.

Now, anyone gets married,

he's right there with a gift and a job.

A man needs it.

- I surprised the town isn't called Easterland.

Mr. Easterland, he said it was Coronado Springs

when he got here, and that's what it was gonna be

when he passed away.

He's a man with class, you'd be hard put to find someone

who'd say otherwise.

- Well, I guess we'll have the Easterland special then.

- If I pay for it now, could I get some food run over

to somebody at the jail right around dinnertime?

- You got a friend in some kind of trouble with the law?

- Oh, we're police officers,

we have a prisoner there overnight.

- Oh, Lainie? - Yeah, Pops?

- Lainie, tonight you have to run some food

over to the jail for one of Jake's prisoners, alright?

- Sure, Pops. - Excuse, me?

So, what'll that be, for your friend at the jail?

- What have you got in the way of a chili dog?

- Oh, Hunter, for Pete sake, the guy's already in jail,

no chili dogs.

- Chili dog.

- All right, come on, get up!

- Ow, what is it?

Breakin' ya out of jail, buddy.

Now move it, I said, move it!

You got three seconds to get outta that door

or I'm gonna blow you out!

What do you mean Wally escaped?

Just like I said, somehow he managed to get

out of his cell last night.

Took along one of my rifles, and left this as a souvenir

in the alley right next to the girl.

- Isn't that Lainie, the girl from the diner?

- Near beat to death,

Doc doesn't even think she'll come to again.

I knew it, I knew it, I knew somethin' was wrong

when she didn't call me after work last night, Sheriff,

I just knew it!

You just take it easy.

- Why didn't I try callin' her myself?

I told her, I said, "Lainie, you got to give up

"the night shift, we're gonna get married soon

"and Mr. Easterland'll give me that raise."

I'm gonna get whoever did this!

- You're gonna slow down there, partner,

and you're gonna let me handle this!

You go on for that hospital and don't you go crazy

or do nothin', 'cause I'm gonna find the boy who done this.

You got that?

- This doesn't make any sense?

- When someone gets beat half to death, Miss,

it doesn't make any sense.

- Sheriff, I can assure you, Wally wouldn't hurt a fly.

- All I know is I've got a prisoner gone,

a rifle and ammo missing, and a beat up girl.

Now maybe you could fill in the blanks.

- Sheriff, if he wanted to escape, he had plenty

of opportunity to do so.

- Maybe sittin' in that cell gave him a taste

of what he thought was comin', I don't know?

Maybe he figured like everyone else,

it's easier to pull it over on a dumb, hick cop

who closes up shop around here after 11.

He's about to learn different.

- On Wally's rap sheet, was he ever picked up with a weapon?

- Never.

Harp, you head on up north and then circle back

along Pointer's Crick.

Jessie, Nolan, south along the junction

and I'll cover south end.

Now, stay in radio contact and y'all remember,

this boy already hurt one person, he is armed

and he is to be considered dangerous.

Now move out.

You take the other thing.

Come on, let's go!

- What the hell are we gonna do?

They'll put together a posse,

they'll find him and lynch him!

- Yeah, well our car should be ready,

I say we saddle 'em up and head 'em off at the pass.

- If Cutter gets to Wally before we do...

- Keep your eyes open for Cutter or his deputy's cars.

- Hey, look!

Sheriff Cutter, this is Nolan.

We're about 100 yards off the highway,

dogs have got the scent, we're closin' in.

We'll bring him in, dead or alive.

- Sheriff, this is Nolan, we're closin' in on him here.

- Come on out of there, mister.

I said get out of there!

Come on, turn around and put your hands on the wall!

- I didn't do nothin'!

- Yeah, I know what you done, you skunk.

You know what I outta do right here and now?

- Nothin', you're not gonna do nothin'.

Police officers.

- Now just like that, cool out and put your guns down.

We was deputized to bring him in.

- We appreciate your concern in this matter

but we'll take over now.

- Come on, Wally. - I didn't do nothin'.

Honest, I didn't do nothin'.

- We're gonna have to radio Sheriff Cutter.

- You do that, and you tell him we'll meet him back

at his jail house.

- Dee Dee. - Come on, Wally.

- Ciao.

- Wally, you gonna talk to us?

Are you gonna tell us what's goin' on here?

We don't wanna believe you hurt that girl, Wally.

- Hurt that girl? - Lainie, the waitress.

The one that brought you your food while your were in jail.

- How bad is she?

- She's bad, Wally, she's real bad.

- Where's your cap, Wally? - Huh?

- Your cap, where is it?

- I guess I must have lost it.

- What are you afraid of, Wally?

I mean what's goin' on here?

I mean, I can't believe you're public enemy number one

in Coronado Springs?

- Do you have to take me back to that jail?

- I'm afraid I do, Wally.

If you don't talk to us, we can't help you, Wally.

And this takes precedence over the pick pocket thievin'

in L.A. and you're gonna have

to stay here with Sheriff Cutter.

- We have 45 bottles of beer on the wall,

45 bottles of beer.

- Dee Dee, are you alright?

- Huh? - Yeah.

- Huh, you alright? - Yeah, I just jammed my leg.

Yeah, I'm okay.

- You sure?

Yeah, where's Wally?

He's dead.

Is that too tight?

Yeah, it's a little too snug.

How's that?

- That's fine right there, thanks.

- Just try not to move your arms too much,

you're ribs were pretty badly bruised.

- You holdin' up okay, Hunter?

- In about a week,

have your doctor back home give that a look.

- Thanks, Doc.

How's the girl?

Well, things are starting to turn,

looks like Lainie just might pull through.

- Oh, that's great, is she awake?

- Well, she's still receiving sedatives,

so she's in and out,

but quite coherent when she does come to

and that's positive.

- Oh, great, I'd like to talk to her.

- I just did so you'll need not bother.

- Sheriff, I lost a prisoner here today,

and my partner and I damned near got killed.

Now since Wally Wallerstean was in that car

and a victim, somebody else is to blame.

Now maybe that somebody else is the one

who attacked Lainie?

- Your Wallace Wallerstean was the one who attacked Lainie.

- Did she say that?

- All the evidence points right to it.

And you need not go snoopin' around here anymore,

'cause I got the boy that killed him.

- Well who is it?

- Tim Collier, Lainie's boyfriend.

- No, you can't really believe

I did this, Sheriff, you can't!

- You kind of made it sound

like you had a full confession, Sheriff.

- Look, we all know how you felt about Lainie, Tim.

And Nolan Prescott already said he'd radioed in

and let you know these two officers

were bringing the suspect in.

That gave you plenty of time

to get up on the road to be waitin'.

And we all know you was a good shot,

didn't you win the turkey shoot here last November?

- Oh, that sure locks it up.

- I didn't do nothin', mister.

I didn't hurt you or your friend,

or that guy that hurt Lainie.

Doesn't mean I wasn't thinkin' about doin' it, but I didn't.

I truly didn't!

If I did, I'd be man enough to stand up for it!

- And you will stand up for it.

'Cause what you done was wrong, boy.

That's not to say, everyone around here don't know

why you done it.

Even Mr. Easterland, and I'm sure he'll put in his good word

when the circuit judge comes back.

I thought you said Wally took your rifle, Sheriff?

- Oh, I brought that one from home.

- Where's the rifle that Wally supposedly took?

It wasn't with him when we caught him.

Maybe he tossed it when he ran out of ammunition?

That'd be a real shame, it was beautiful, .30-06 it was.

Okay, here, Miss, here's your copy of my report

for your superiors.

That does it then. - I don't think so, Sheriff.

- What does that mean?

- Well, it means you've got a couple of burning wires

in this town and I'm gonna find out where they are.

- We don't need for an outsider

to come in here tellin' us how to run this county.

Ever since the two of you showed up here

in Coronado Springs with that prisoner of yours,

nothing's been the same.

Now we're a nice, friendly group of people looking

to mind our own business.

I suggest you two do the same and move on out of here.

- You throwin' us out of town, Sheriff?

- Heck, no, I've got no reason to throw you out.

But I do have a law that says while you're in this county,

you'll hand in your firearms.

We are required to always carry our weapons.

- Not around here, you're not, sweet lips.

You're welcome to take in the sights,

but if you do, you do it under our rules, our regulations.

- The nurse who was patching me up was telling me

how she's had her share of ladies come in

for treatments sporting bruises

from the king of the cowboys, Jake Cutter.

She said the couple of girls that did confide in her,

led her to believe it was a matter of doing things

under his way or else.

- Why didn't they report these assaults?

- To who, the law?

Anyway, one of the girls that Cutter used

as a punching bag once, guess who?

- Lainie?

- It all adds up to one big ball of slime wearin' a badge

in this town.

He probably tried to put the make on Lainie again,

clocked her, maybe thought he'd killed her.

- So he needed a scapegoat

and there was one right in his own cooler.

Now there's a good theory to chase around the block.

- So, how do we make the Sheriff own this?

- Another refill?

Well, this mornin' feels a whole lot better

now that you tell me that Lainie's comin' around all right.

You know Lainie pretty well, don't ya?

Did she ever have any problems with anybody in town?

Sheriff Cutter maybe? - Lord no.

Lainie's a good girl, why I wouldn't have her workin' here

if she wasn't honest.

- Well, I meant more like personal problems?

- Pop, how many times have I asked you

to keep them trash can lids on tight?

- Trashcans?

I just made a spot check out there in your alley,

there's garbage strewn all over the place, Pops.

Now you know that brings them coyotes down from the hills.

I'm sorry, Pops, I'm gonna have to shut ya down 'til I find

out if there are any more violations around here.

- You can't be serious?

- Just because we're a nice, small,

friendly little town here,

doesn't mean I can walk around doling out favors.

I don't like this any more than you do,

but I'm just gonna have to make an example outta you.

- Thanks, Pops.

- How do you like that, must have an early check out?

And they're probably all booked up

since we left this morning,

this is the height of the season, you know.

- Yeah, you know, I get the feeling that you

and I are wearing the mask of red death around here.

We just better hope they don't attendants working

the public toilets or we're really in trouble.

I know what you mean.

I don't know, Hunter,

this is a little sideways, isn't it?

- Look, we're trying to take down the Sheriff

from his thin laws, and the fact that everybody's scared

out of his gourd of this fruitcake,

kinda makes him the most powerful man in this town.

So we go to the other most powerful man around,

and knock Humpty-Dumpty off the wall.

- Dead on, go right to the man at the top.

Any suggestions?

- No, no better suggestions.

- You people lookin' for somebody?

Yeah, we're lookin' for Mr. Chuck Easterland.

- Oh no, you ain't.

- Oh, no we ain't.

- What you're lookin' for, I do believe,

is way outta town, ain't it Little Bob?

- Now, don't tell me,

you two are gonna show us the way, right?

- Look, we have personal business with Mr. Easterland.

- I'd like to get in to some personal business with you.

- You touch me one more time

and the beer's not gonna be the only stain on your shirt!

- Pretty neat, ain't she?

All right, that's it, I am through takin' a hike.

I can't stand it anymore.

You got an extra can of spinach for me, Popeye?

- Look, they're not gonna run us out of town

like the last reel of some bad Western!

This time, we're gonna start kickin' butt

and takin' down some names!

Well? - Works for me.

Thanks, pal.

If this guy, Easterland'll believe us.

- He's gotta know Cutter as well as anybody.

He's probably had second thought about this guy.

Who could be smart enough to own all this and not?

We just have to bank on old man Easterland caring

as much about this town

and people as we were led to believe.

- Howdy. - Hi.

- You out lookin' for somebody?

- Yeah, we're police officers,

we'd like to see Mr. Chuck Easterland, please.

Oh, he's inside with his family, just this way.

- Thanks.

- Well, I'm pleased to meet you both.

That's Lucas, my oldest boy on the end.

Charlie, named after me, and Little Bob.

We met before at the gravel pit.

- And, of course, you already know my stepson, Jake.

- Sergeants.

- We sure are good at this, aren't we?

Could I have a word with you, Mr. Easterland?

- Sure thing.

- Now y'all don't mind if I listen in

on that conversation, do ya?

- Well, I'd like to talk to your stepdad alone.

- We don't have any secrets in my family, Sergeant Hunter.

- Well, then you won't mind if we talk alone then,

you can fill him in afterwards if you like.

- Sounds reasonable.

Well, I'll just wait right here.

You expect me to believe that kind of bull?

- Well somebody better, your stepson's runnin' loose

and he needs a keeper.

Now he attacked that girl and he cut my prisoner loose

'cause he needed a fall guy.

And just who in the hell gave you that information?

The prisoner who, himself was accused of the crime?

Now do you expect me to take his word,

or the word of my own son?

- I knew Wally, Mr. Easterland.

- Well you just got through tellin' me

that you'd only known him a couple of days.

- In my line of work you learn to pick up

on people real quick, just like I picked up on Jake Cutter.

Now he's runnin' without a dry wheel,

unless you do something about it,

this could be just the beginning of all your problems.

- What are you doing, coming in here,

dredgin' up all this kind of nonsense?

- Come on, Easterland, look around.

You got a wild man swingin' his power like an elephant gun.

He's shuttin' down businesses because they pour coffee

for the wrong people.

And he's got your three sons to throw two California cops

out of your town like a couple sacks of fertilizer.

My boys treat Jake just like he was one of them.

That's just kinfolk stickin' up for one another.

They weren't thinkin' about what they were doin'.

- Jake did, now I think he beat that girl up

and killed my prisoner.

- If what you say is true, I'll find it out

and I'll do somehtin' about it.

We take care of our own in these parts.

So do I, Mr. Easterland, Wally was in my custody.

- Like I say, I'll find it out.

- I've already been in a car wreck today,

why do I have to do this?

- 'Cause I don't want Cutter

to know we're snoopin' around our car.

Now, if I find out what I'm lookin' for,

I don't want him to know because he'll dispose

of all the rest of the evidence.

Besides, this thing cost $50 so hop on

and go get hit by a car, will ya?

- My leg, my arm, my side!

Just take it easy lady, now where does it hurt?

Everywhere, I don't believe it.

I can't even go get air in my tires anymore

without being run over.

You, you just take it easy lady,

I'll go get a doctor.

- No, I don't want a doctor, will you look at my bike!

- I can fix your bike, alright,

but I really think I oughta go get a doctor.

- I don't want a doctor, I hate doctors!

Lady, I've gotta call a doctor for legal reasons.

Legal, you want legal I got legal.

While you call your doctor, you can call my attorney,

Bernie Policheck, 1616 Meadowlark Lane, 555-9800.

You are gonna fix my bike and you're gonna replace my pants,

will you look at my pants!

I'm gonna be back in one hour, one hour!

And you better have that flat fixed

or Barney Policheck is gonna be on your case!

I tell you what, Hunter, after that little scenario

I feel like a prized jackass.

Yeah, but you're my prized jackass.

Now where do you suppose we'll find a rifle that fired that?

Who's there?

What's goin' on, what are you two doin'?

- Well, it's a long story, Tim, but we're here to help ya.

Sheriff Cutter can't know what you're doin'?

- We think he's the one that attacked Lainie.

- Cutter?

And killed the guy you're accused of shooting.

- I know Lainie always was afraid of Jake.

She said he was always botherin' her

and he was always tryin' to get her to go out with him.

She said that he was a little crazy.

- Yeah, well he left a little crazy

in the dust two days ago.

- You were gonna get it open pretty soon, right?

- Yeah.

Where you goin' with that rifle,

what'll I do when Cutter comes back?

- Look, Tim, you just tell him the truth,

just the way you saw it.

We came in and took the rifle,

there was nothin' you could do to stop us.

Now we've got the bullet that killed Wally.

If the bullet from this gun matches,

you'll be outta here before anything else happens.

What did I tell ya,

the weight of the water slows the bullet.

I saw a hospital down the street,

I betcha they've got a microscope.

The bullet that killed Wally

came from Cutter's gun.

- Hold it!

- Sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up.

- I wasn't sleeping.

- You expect me to believe that?

- Look, why don't you ask the nurse that was just in there?

- What do you mean just? - 10 or 15 minutes ago.

- Now you are gonna tell that to Dr. Jessup first thing

that he gets here, first thing!

I told him that girl's been lazin' off!

- Wait, I didn't want to get anyone in trouble.

- Oh, well, that's just too bad about ya

because that's what happens when you don't do your job!

Now she was supposed to have changed that sucrose solution

45 minutes ago, not 10,

not 15, 45 minutes ago!

And now I am supposed to follow up a 10% drip sucrose!

- All right, then I am going in there with you,

because that girl in there is a material witness

in a murder case.

Sheriff's orders are no one goes in alone.

Well, all right, go on, after you.

Oh!

- How long will he be out?

- Long enough.

It's okay, I'm Sergeant McCall, this is Sergeant Hunter,

we're with the police department in L.A.

- What is it, what are you doing here?

Is it Tim?

- You know he's been arrested for the murder?

- What do you want?

We know it wasn't Tim, we know it was Jake Cutter

that attacked you.

- No, no,

please go away!

- Lainie, just listen to us.

- No, you have to go, I don't know anything.

Please go away!

- We can't, one man was murdered, you were almost killed.

Honey, your boyfriend may go to jail.

- No, Jake said no!

He promised!

- Jake's a liar and he's crazy, you know that.

You have to tell people.

I can't!

- It's the only way we can protect you.

We have proof, definite proof that it was Jake Cutter

that killed that escaped prisoner, not Tim.

We also need you to tell people that it was Jake Cutter

that attacked you that night.

- Lainie we won't let anything happen to you.

He said he kill me and will, he will!

He'll go on hurting people unless we stop him,

the three of us.

Now Tim helped us tonight.

- What do you say?

Please, let me think, can I just think about it?

Will you give me a few minutes

to think about everything, okay?

- Just remember that Tim's life depends on your answer.

- Sheriff Cutter.

- Jake, it's Lainie.

- What do you want?

Two people came to see me, Jake.

The ones you told me not to talk to, they knew.

- What did you tell them? - Nothin', nothin', I swear.

I didn't tell them anything, they told me.

They said that they knew you'd killed someone,

that they had proof and that they were gonna come back

and talk to me in an hour.

- I don't like this, Lainie.

- I know, that's why I called, I knew you wanted me to.

I did the right thing, didn't I Jake, didn't I?

- Yes, you did.

- I'm afraid they're gonna force me to talk.

- Don't you worry, I'll take care of everything.

I'll take care of everything.

- Jake.

- Pop?

- Where you goin', boy?

- Out. - Who's the phone call from?

- It was business, I am the sheriff around here.

- So long as I say you are.

- I said I'm goin' out.

- I don't think you should.

Whatever you're into, I can only protect you so far.

I can only keep so much from your mama.

Go back to bed, Jake, whatever it is, we'll work it out

if we still can.

I don't need you or anybody else

to help me work things out, I can work things out by myself.

I got everything under control, Poppa.

Jake.

- I've got everything under control.

It's all right.

- It's over, Cutter!

Oh!

- It was him, it was Jake that attacked me!

He followed me after I delivered

that man in his cell his food.

When I said no he said he'd kill me dead.

No, Poppa.

Well, Mr. Easterland, we sure appreciate the use

of the vehicle to get back to Los Angeles.

- Well, I can't say that I appreciate

what you both had to do, but a part of me thanks you anyway.

- We understand, Mr. Easterland,

I'm sure that Wally's sister will be grateful

for what you've done.

- Well, I know that money is not gonna make

all of this go away, or pay her back her loss,

but everything I have, all my assets to call on

and I can't make it right.

But, I like to feel like I'm tryin'.

- Thanks a lot, Mr. Easterland.

- Thanks.

- Don't look like much but she'll get ya home,

at least part way.

- Well, it's either this or horseback.

- No hard feelin's?

- You have a terrible sense of humor.

Well, Pa, what'd ya say we high-tail it outta here

and head for that land of plenty I done heard of?

- Well, works for me.

- Pedal to the metal.

89 bottles of beer on the wall.

89 bottles of beer.

If one of those bottles should happen to fall,

88 bottles of beer on the wall.

88 bottles of beer on the wall, 88 bottles of beer,

if one of those bottles should happen to fall,

87 bottles of beer on the wall.

87 bottles of beer on the wall, 87 bottles of beer,

if one of those bottles should happen to fall,

86 bottles of beer on the wall.