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Whoa! Ho! Whoa!

Drop those guns.

Everybody
get out.

Do not try anything
and nobody will
get hurt.

He said to come out,
Miss Flower Belle.

Well, I got nothin' he wants.

I will be the judge of that.

Come out,
or I will have to kill
all these nice people.

Hmm.

I don't mind being held up,
but I don't like
the inconvenience.

It's the Masked Bandit.

Well, he's just
another man to me.

Bring down the gold box.

Well, come on.
Take what you want
and let's get out of here.

I will do that,

my pretty one.

Put the gold
in my saddlebags.

He kidnapped her.
Pile in, everybody.

We've got to get
to Little Bend
and form a posse.

He just swept Flower Belle
on his horse,
and away they went.

And he got away
with every bit of
the gold shipment too, Sheriff.

He did, eh?
Yeah.

Here comes Flower Belle's
aunt and uncle.
Let 'em through there.Mr. Farrell,
I got bad news for you.
What's that?

Your niece, Flower Belle,
has been kidnapped
by the Masked Bandit.

Flower Belle kidnapped?

Yes, and I'm formin'
a posse right now
to hunt for 'em.

Come on.
Let's go.

It's gonna be
all right, honey.

She's back!
Flower Belle's comin'!
All by herself too!

Are you sure, Zeb?
Sure! Come on!

Come on, boys.

Here she is.
I'm all right.
I'm fine.

Oh, Flower Belle,
I'm so happy to see you.
I was so worried.

Yes, Aunt Lou,
I was in a tight spot,

but I managed
to wiggle out of it.
You always do.

Come on
in the house, baby.

Well, folks,
Flower Belle's back.

And I guess that's
all there is to it.
You can go home and rest easy.What'd he wanna do,
hold you for ransom?
How'd you escape?

Now, boys, don't go askin'
a lot of questions tonight.

Flower Belle must be
plumb tuckered out
after an experience like that.

Yeah. If you don't mind,
I think I'll go
up to my room.

Just one question,
Flower Belle.

How did you manage
to get back to town
all by yourself?

Them hills
is a long ways off.

Oh, uh, he brought me
to the edge of town
after it got good and dark.

Where did he keep you
all that time?

Oh, I see you
got my things
off the stagecoach.

Oh, come up, Aunt Lou.
I wanna show you the pictures
I had took at Big Bluff.

Bring up
the baggage, Zeb.
Sure thing.

Oh. Good night,

and thanks
for lookin' for me.

Now, these are
right pretty pictures
of you, Flower Belle.

Yeah, I like 'em.

They look just like me.

Gold.
Mm-hmm.

Did the Bandit
give it to you?
Yeah.

I figured it's only fair
for the inconvenience
I went through.

Oh, it's you.

I didn't expect you so soon.

I had to come.
I could not stay away.

The whole town's
been lookin' for you.
Anyone see you?

No, no, my pretty one.

The Masked Bandit move
like a shadow of the night.

That is beautiful.

When am I gonna
see your face?

Oh, you must be
patient with me.

When am I gonna see
what I'm kissin'?

Someday you will see.

I will take off this mask
and never put it on again.

Oh! Oh!

I recognized his horse,

and then I saw
their shadow on her window.

And there they were,
locked in each other's arms.

She and that bandit.

And then he came out,
mask and all,
and rode away.

If you ask me,
she's shielding him.

Well, nobody's asked ya,
so close your gopher trap.

You old snappin' turtle!

Silence! Silence!
Young man, sit down
and be quiet!

Are we to conclude that
you deliberately refuse...

to tell us the true facts
in this case?

I said all I'm gonna say,
and that's nothin'.

It's the opinion of this court
and the good
law-abiding citizens...

that you constitute
a menace to this community,

and we hereby order you
to leave town
and not to return...

until you can prove
that you're respectable...
and married.

All right,
if that's how you feel,
the feeling's mutual.

I wash my hands of you too.

Young lady, are you
trying to show contempt
for this court?

No. I'm doing
my best to hide it.

We've already sent word
by pony express
to Greasewood City...

that Flower Belle
is on her way.

The Ladies Vigilante Committee
will cooperate with you there.

Well, good-bye, honey.

Take care of yourself
and be a good girl.

I'll be as good
as I can, Uncle John.

I put all your baggage
on the train,
Cousin Flower Belle.

- All right.
- Board!

How come you're
going my way,
Mr. Budge?

No luck
in Little Bend?

As a matter of fact,
I did quite well
up to a certain point.

I was unusually lucky at faro.

I cleaned the house
at blackjack,

and I was just beginning
to fix up a nice thing
at draw poker...

when someone asked
to examine the deck.

You're lucky you got
away with your head.

Mmm, who's the human buzz saw?

Oh, I understand he's going
to Greasewood City
to be sheriff.

Yes, it seems they have
to import them.

Nobody in town
wants the job.

Sounds like the place
might be interesting.
Mm-hmm.

- Ugh.
- Ugh? What are
you doing down there?

Uh, how do you do, sir?

Have you any private cars
on this train?

Ah, room and bath
with exclusive bar?

No. Only day coaches.

Drat.

Allow me a half a tick...

to gather my portmanteau
and some valuable belongings.

Milton, my lad,
meet me at Greasewood City.

Ugh.

Oh! Oh, dear.
Drat.

Did you break
your umbrella?
You can't break it.

It's a genuine Chamberlain.

Straighten 'em out
very easily.

Ah, that's better.

May I present my card?

"Money loaned
on clothing, furs"--

Ah. Just a moment.
How did that get in there?

Thank you.

Was that chap dragging you
across the prairie
a full-blooded Indian?

Ah, quite the antithesis.
He's very anemic.

Oh, what a pretty ring.
Is it a cat's-eye?

Ah, yes,
it is a cat's-eye.

The pupil runs
the wrong way.
It's crossed.

Crossed with a bobcat.

Who is that vision
of loveliness up there?

Pardon me. I'll be back.
You can keep the card.

Pardon me.

- Nice day.
- Is it?

Of course, it's only
one man's opinion.

Ah--

May I present my card?

"Novelties & Notions."

What kind of notions
you got?

You'd be surprised.

Some are old.
Some are new.

Whom have I the honor
of addressing, milady?

Mmm, they call me Flower Belle.

Flower Belle.
What a euphonious appellation.

Easy on the ears
and a banquet for the eyes.

You're kind of cute yourself.

Thank you.
I never argue with a lady.

Smart boy.

Thank you again.

Do you ever play cards?

Mmm,
don't mind if I do.

I'll show you
a few card tricks.

We'll play the first one
at two for nothing.

Then if you wish
to make a wager,
that's okay.

Indians!

Hey! You boys
get away from here!

Private car!

I hate you!

That's murder.

They can't get away with this.

They can't intimidate me.

Get 'em right
in the canteen.

Here, take 'em.

Reload.

Flower Belle, take my gun.

This is better
than a shootin' gallery.

♪♪

Fight going on
in the other car.
Indians are attacking.

Hey, that thing's
no good.
Give me my slingshot.

Here, take this.
Go in there
and fight like men.

Come on, boys.
Get in there.
What are you doing?

Here. Get in--
Get in there
and fight like men.

Come on there.
Look out.
Get out of my way.

What are you
trying to do?

Out of my way, mademoiselle.
This is a man-sized job.

Backfired on me.

Must've got one of 'em.

Here.
Flower Belle!

What are you doing
with my hat on? Here.

Get out of here.

There he goes
in a shower of feathers.

Nice shootin'.
I almost broke
one of my fingernails.

Oh, that was
swell shootin',
Miss Lee.

Ah. A cadaver.

The curse
of strong drink.

The sheriff is dead.
Long live the sheriff.

I hope that wasn't whiskey
you were drinking.

Oh, no, dear,
just a little sheep dip.

Panacea for all
stomach ailments.

Godfrey Daniels.

Tell me, prairie flower.

Can you give me
the inside info...

on yon damsel
with a hothouse cognomen?

You mean
Miss Flower Belle Lee?

I don't mean
some woman out in China.

Well, I'm afraid I can't
say anything good about her.

I can see what's good.
Tell me the rest.

Well, on account
of her carryings-on
in Little Bend,

she was asked to leave town,

and she will not
be permitted to return...

until she's respectable
and married.

And furthermore,

I don't think
she'll be received
in Greasewood City.

In fact, I don't think
she'll be permitted
to step off the train.

I hope she don't
get too violent.

I haven't strength enough
to knock her down.

Well, good-bye.

The days of chivalry
are not over.

Baby doll.

These weed benders
have been running off
at the mouth...

to your detriment.

Mmm, I ain't surprised.

Bad news travels fast.

I understand you need
a cicerone, a guide.

I need more
than that, honey.

Ah, what
symmetrical digits.

Soft as the fuzz
on a baby's arm.

But quick on the trigger.

Mm-hmm, yes.

Uh, may I?

Help yourself.

Would you object
if I avail myself
of a second helping?

Mmm.

Don't you think
you're a little forward
on such short acquaintance?

You're compromising me.

May I present you
with a little amulet...

that I received
from Aga Khan...

when I was
in the Himalayas?

It's just a little thing.

The Aga and I were
very good friends.

Oh.

What a pretty sentiment.

A lonesome heart.

That's what I am.

It is not good
for man to be alone.

Mmm, it's no fun
for a woman either.

Is it possible for us
to be lonesome together?

Quite possible.

I will be
all things to you.

Father, mother, husband,

counselor, jackanapes,
bartender.

You're offering
quite a bundle, honey.

My heart is
a bargain today.
Will you take me?

I'll take you and how.

I am the happiest
mortal alive.

Miss Flower Belle
has consented to be...

my lawfully wedded wife.

Oh, how wonderful!
I'm so happy for you,
my dear!

That makes everything
all right, doesn't it?
You're redeemed.

Not yet. We've got
to see a preacher first.

But I-- I b--
I beg your par-pardon.

- But I'm not. I-- I'm--
- Excuse me.

I-- I'm not--

See, they think
you're a preacher.

You look like one.
Now you got
to act like one.

Yes, but I-- I--

I'm in a predicament.
I'm depending on you.
You're my ace in the hole.

Now you got
to do this for me.

Besides, he's got
a bag full of money.

Well, of course,
this is rather unusual for me,

but under the circumstances,
I'll deal.

I mean I'll officiate.

Ah, we'll need a ring.

My dear,
I will be your witness.

I think I have one here
that will fit.

Let me see.

The fourth digit
of the left hand.

Sorry I didn't have
a little goose grease with me.

- Perfect.
- Mmm, yes.

I guess that'll do the trick.

Shall we commence?

Of course
you're both acquainted
with the rules of the game.

N-N-No. I mean with the--

I mean with the requirements
of matrimony.

I got
a pretty good idea.
Very well.

Now, do you,
Flower Belle Lee--

I now pronounce you
man and wife.

Allow me
to congratulate you.

And you, sir.
Thank you.

- As is customary, the groom
will kiss the bride.
- Greasewood City.

Congratulations!
I hope you're very happy.
Congratulations.

Greasewood.
Have to get out.

Congratulations.
Congratulations.

I'm a married man myself.
You look it.

I'm so happy for you,
my dear.

I know you'll
be happy, dear.

Evidently an ad
for bock beer.

Mmm, I hope it ain't
one of the guests.

Like a cozy little nest.
Mmm, don't start
crowing too soon.

Crowing. Very good.

Two rooms,
if you don't mind.

Pass. The bridal suite.
We're married, you know.

I'll take the suite.
Give him the room.
Yes, ma'am.

But, my dove--
Come right up
this way.

- My little dove.
- Right up this way.

My little dove pie.

I'm not speaking to you.

My little sugar-coated
wedding cake.

A couple
of house dicks.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Evidently an Ethiopian
in the fuel supply.

Seems to me I'm getting
the old heave-ho.

Here's your room, sir.
Well, leave it there.
I'll find it.

Telegram for Mrs. Twillie.

Shove it under the door.

Yeah. I'll take it down
and leave it in the office.

By the way,
my ski shoes and hockey bats
will be on the next train...

along with a polo pony.

I understand
the countryside
abounds here...

with wild game--
flamingos, flying wombats,
Indian civets.

♪♪

Egads. The child's
afraid of me.

She's all a-twit'.

Come, my phlox, my flower.

I have some very
definite pear-shaped ideas...

that I'd like
to discuss with thee.

Come. Open.

You can't come in now.
Go away. I'm dressing.

I'm as gentle--

gentle as a forest-bred lion.

And keep away
from that keyhole.

It was the cat, dear.

Listen. Didn't you promise
to love, honor and be obedient?

Don't be old-fashioned.
Be a good boy and run along.

Why don't you
look the town over?

What an unselfish
little rose petal you are,
to be sure.

Hmm. Must be
big chief's new tepee.

Milton, my brave.

Go upstairs and park
your stoical presence...

outside the tepee
of Mrs. Twillie.

Number 8.

I'll proceed
to the local gin mill...

and absorb
a beaker of firewater.

Big chief
gottum new squaw?

"New" is right.
She hasn't been unwrapped yet.

Well, it certainly pays
to be a good woman.

♪♪

Yes, Squawk,
it's been 20 years ago,
come Rapidan,

since you and I
tended bar...

in the old Buster House
down on lower Broadway.

Seems like yesterday.
Yes, it does.

Squawk and I
tended bar together
20 years ago...

down on lower--
My name's Twillie.
Cuthbert J. Twillie.

One of the old
Back Bay Twillies.

Ah, thank you.
I'm glad to know you too.

Make yourself
at home, Twillie.

And if you still care
to play cards,
there's always a game.

Oh, naturally,
naturally.

There may be a game
of flinch back there.
I was very good at--Right over
in the alcove there.
Thanks.

Well, I'll see you later,
and we'll have another
little conversation.

♪ Out in the garden ♪

♪ Oh, out in the garden ♪♪

I'll raise it
a hundred dollars.

♪♪

I'll make it 200.

♪♪

Playing lone hand?

Up to now.

Would you like to engage
in a little game of cut?

The higher card wins.

What stakes?

Make it easy
on yourself.

A hundred dollars, gold.

I'll cover that.

I'm traveling
a little light.

The country is fraught
with marauders.

I'll give you
my personal I.O.U.,

a thing I seldom
give to strangers.

Yeah.

That I.O.U.
better be good.

Worth its weight
in gold.

King.

Oh, don't show me
the cards.
A gentleman's game.

I don't wanna
look at it.

Ace.

I didn't see it.

Very well. Very well.

Here you are,
nosey parker.

Ace.

I hope that satisfies
your morbid curiosity.

Shall we have
another go at it?

Probably at
some future date.

Excuse me.

Open game, gentlemen?

Deal me in.

Give me a hundred dollars'
worth of chips.

Hundred dollars' worth.

Hundred dollars.

That--
That's my stack, yeah.

Well, from the little acorn
grew the mighty oak.

Beginner's luck,
gentlemen.

Although I have
devoted some time
to the game.

Play cards.

Well, thank you.

During one of my treks
through Afghanistan,

we lost our corkscrew...

and were compelled
to live on food and water--

Will you play cards?
for several days.

Yes, thank you.
I will, yeah.

Take care of things, Pete.
I'm going out.

All right, Mr. Carter.

Where?

Oh. One of those
city slickers, huh?

Gentlemen, my good fortune
embarrasses me.

How do you do, gentlemen?
Take him inside
and lump him up.

Unhand me,
you parcel of rogues!

You know what
the penalty for
cheating is around here?

I'm a stranger in these parts
and unacquainted with the rules.

Where can I purchase
a book?
You won't need a book.

The boys will teach you
the rules in pantomime.
Get him out of here.

Unhand me! Unhand--
I'm an American citizen.
Unhand me!

I'm a taxpayer.

I shall write
the Times about this.

Call me a barrister.

How do you do?
How do you do?
Who are you?

I'm Jeff Badger.
I own this place.

Is there anything
I can do for you?

Yeah. You can get
out of my way.

Unhand me! Unhand me,
you uncouth larrikins!

Stay out.
This is sabotage.

A crime against liberty.

Oh. Hello, dear.

My dove.

What do you call this?
What do you call this?

I'll ask the questions.
You find the answers.

Two of his roughs
tried to do me in.

For what reason?
They accused me
of chicanery.

Oh, this is a surprise.
It was a surprise
to me, dear.

Well, it's hard
to trust people these days.
Mistakes will happen.

And after seeing you,
I know I must be wrong
about him.

Well, we'll
let it go at that.
That's fine.

Now, let me show you
there's no hard feelings
and extend my hospitality.

The drinks are
on the house.

Mulligan!
Let Mr. Twillie
have anything he wants.

Pardon me
for a second.
Give me that bottle.

Will you join me
at a table?

I don't mind if I do.

Mmm, I see
you're a gentleman.

I've been called
other things too.

Who hasn't?

Mmm, this reminds me
of the White Palace
in Chicago.

Only this ain't white.

Oh, you're from Chicago.

Yeah. Every bit of me.

Spend much time
around the White Palace?

Yeah. I worked there.

Singin'
and entertainin'.

A regular turn.
Is that so?

Maybe you'll sing
for me sometime.

No, thanks.
I don't need a job.

Oh, no, no, no.
I mean just as
a special favor to me.

Yeah, I'll sing for you.
Sometime.

Anytime.

I reached down
into my boots--

and I drew
two more six-shooters.

Bang! Bang!
Oh!

How'd you shoot
three guns at once?

How-- Uh--
I had one in my teeth.

Bang, bang!

Three Indians
bit the dust.

The slaughter I wreaked
upon the poor savages
was devastating.

I run this town,
and everything I say goes.

So if anybody tries
to make any trouble for you,

you can count on me
to protect you.

Mmm, funny.

Every man I meet
wants to protect me.

I can't figure out
what from.

This is a pretty
wild country.

Boss, this guy Twillie
is gunpowder.

He was on that train today
was raided by Injuns.

According to him,
he beat 'em all
single-handed.

What do you know
about that?

Say, he must be
pretty good.
Mmm, it's news to me.

You know, I'm kind of sorry
I accused a man of his
fighting spirit of cheating.

Now, the best way to blot out
the stain on his reputation
is to honor him.

How do you mean?
I'm gonna make him sheriff
of Greasewood City.

We need a sheriff,
and he's just the man
we've been looking for.

For something else,
but not for sheriff.

It's all settled.

It was the Comanches,
the Chippewas...

and the old
Sepúlveda Indians.

Huh? Oh.
Dear.

It gives me
great pleasure...

to make a brave man
like yourself
sheriff of Greasewood City.

Gentlemen,
you overwhelm me.

Here, take this badge
and pin it over my heart.

Well, Sheriff,
congratulations.

I thank--
Thank you.

Careful of that
trigger finger.

This is ridiculous.

Why, you can't make
this man sheriff.
He's not fit for the job.Mmm, what have we here?

I'm running this town,
Carter.

I've told you before
to keep out
of my business...

if you wanna go on
peddling your papers.

If I want a sheriff,
I'm gonna have one.

Who is this muckraker?

Mm.

Well, there's
one consolation, Badger.
He won't be sheriff very long.

What do you mean
by that?
You ought to know what I mean.

None of them
last very long.

And if this lady
knows what's good for her,

she and her husband
will stay out of here.

What's the argument?

I never argue
with a lady.

Playin' safe, huh?

Who is this
high-collar anyway?

Aw, he just runs
the newspaper here,

and he's got some idea
about what he calls
law and order.

I'd like to give the scamp
a sound trouncing.

Just trounce
yourself out of here.
Come on. We're going home.

Ah, your pleasure is
my pleasure, my peach.

Come back soon.
Make the place your own.

Mmm, that's an idea.

Thank you. We will.

Boys, she's gonna make
a very pretty widow.

Get along, Christmas.
We got to find
Cousin Flower Belle.

Oh, Zeb!

Hi, Mrs. Gideon.

I'm looking
for Flower Belle.

Well, you'll find her
at the hotel.

She's married.
Married?

Her name is
Mrs. Twillie now.

Twillie? You don't say.

Come on, Christmas.

Look out, New Year's.

Bet you a lei of beads.
No gottum lei.

What you got?
Gottum five bead.

Five beads.
I'll see them.

One, two, three, four, five.
There. There you are.

Uh, what do you got?
Three squaw.

Three squaws?
No good. Three chiefs.

Big chief always win.

What are you up to now,
you red rascal?

That'll teach you
a lesson.

Teach you the bottle
is mightier than the quiver.

Big chief catchum trouble.

Big chief catch no trouble,
only from revenue agents...

for splitting
a bottle of whiskey
with an Indian.

Are you
Cousin Sheriff Twillie?

I'm the sheriff,
but I haven't any relatives
west of Canarsie.

Well, I'm Flower Belle's
Cousin Zeb.

Oh, you are, eh?

Well, if you ever see
your cousin,

tell her her husband
would like to quaff a dish
of tea with her sometime.

I don't think
you and Cousin Flower Belle
are getting along the right way.

Is there a right way?
Well, sure there is.

Flower Belle likes
her men strong, daring,
what live life dangerously.

My boy,
being sheriff of this town
is pretty dangerous.

The people here
don't know the difference...

between the sheriff
and a clay pigeon.

Gosh. You mean
your life ain't
worth two cents?

Two cents?

Have you any
of the elusive
spondulicks on you?

You mean money?
Ah, that is correct, yes.

Here, you go back
to the reservation
and milk your elk.

Give this gentleman
a seat.

Sit down, Cousin.

Certainly good
to see relatives
far away from home.

Ah, put the elusive
right on the table there.

You mean all of it?
Every cent of it, yes.

Ah, say, that's
pretty good, yes.

Is this a game of chance?

Not the way
I play it, no.

♪♪

♪♪

You're beautiful.

I wonder
what kind of a woman
you really are.

Too bad, but I can't
give out samples.

♪♪

Ladies and gentlemen,

I'm not going
to make a speech.

In fact, we're
not gonna have
any speeches tonight.

We're just gonna
have a good time
and enjoy ourselves.

But I feel
that it is my duty
and privilege...

to take this opportunity
of welcoming a man
to our community.

A man whose
courage and daring...

has only recently
been so well demonstrated.

Ladies and gentlemen,

further words
are useless.

I'm referring to none other
than Cuthbert J. Twillie,

our new sheriff.

A little cramped.

Why don't you let me
get you a shotgun divorce?

No, I'm saving it
for a rainy day.

I know, but...

you should be thinking
of your future.

Well, I ain't
thinkin' of my past.

This is the stringiest
vermicelli soup
I ever ate in my life.

It's all over the place.
Light though.

Don't forget
you promised to sing for me.

I always keep
my promise.

Ladies and gentlemen,

I have a surprise
for you.

Our charming guest
is gonna honor us
with a song.

♪ Listen to the story
of Willie the miner ♪

♪ There never lived
a man any finer ♪

♪ But gold was his sin ♪

♪ And that's
where I came in ♪

♪ So gather 'round me, boys,
and let my story begin ♪

♪ Gather 'round and let
her story begin ♪

♪ Willie of the Valley ♪

♪ Willie of the Valley ♪

♪ He was a-liftin'
with gold teeth a-shinin' ♪

♪ This is his history
He lived in a mining town ♪

♪ Oh, the thrilly
of the alley ♪

♪ Was Willie of the Valley ♪

♪ Willie took me places ♪
♪ Yeah ♪

♪ The high-class joints
and the races ♪
♪ Yeah ♪

♪ Bought me a kimono
with red satin lining ♪

♪ And a hat with a feather
The greenest one in town ♪

♪ This filly got pally ♪

♪ With Willie of the Valley ♪

♪ The mine had a cave-in ♪

♪ Poor old Willie gave in ♪

♪ Laid him out on a beer truck
Lit 40 candles ♪

♪ Dirty old donkey hauled him
to the promised land ♪

♪ On a hilly near the alley ♪

♪ They laid Willie
of the Valley ♪

♪ Ohh, ohh ♪

♪ So take your hats off ♪

♪ And sing your yaps off ♪

♪ For Willie of the ♪

♪ Willie was a good man ♪

♪ The best man
that I've found ♪

♪ I said he was a good man ♪

♪ He should have hung around ♪

♪ Poor Willie ♪

♪ Of the Valley ♪

♪ Poor Willie
of the Valley ♪♪

Bravo! Bravo!

"...that's the value
of irrigation.

An agitated campaign"--

Oh, something I can
do for you?

I don't know yet.

Oh, I see you
print things here, huh?

Yes. Everything but money.

I know some people
ain't so particular.

Oh, tell me,

what is your objections
to the new sheriff?

If you wanted to get rid
of your husband,

I could think of no better way
than having him made
sheriff of Greasewood.

Are you insinuating I got
an "interior" motive?

Oh, no, Mrs., uh--
Call me Flower Belle.

But what about getting rid
of the sheriff?

Let me tell you what
we're up against.

What are we up against?

There have been
five sheriffs
in the last six months.

Mmm, good hunting.
That's just about
what it amounts to.

And every one of them died
an unnatural death-- killed.

Who done it?

There's no definite proof,
but we suspect
Badger and his men.

You mean Badger's a killer?

All I know is that Badger's
the kind of a man...

that will stop at nothing
to further his own ends.

He will, huh?
I'm glad you told me.

Oh, uh, tell me more.

Why, there's no such thing
as law and order
in this town.

Decent citizens live
in fear of their lives.

That ain't right.

Should be a law against it.
And another thing.

I've been trying
for a long time
to raise funds...

so that we could have
a little... schoolhouse...

so that the youngsters could
have some civilizing influence.

You mean the kids of this town
don't get any book learning?

One of the ladies
in the town
teaches a class...

in a little shack
that we fixed up, but--

Well, she's not
a regular teacher,

and she doesn't
handle them very well.

They're-- They're bad boys,
and they get pretty unruly.

Hmm. So was I when I went
to school back in Chicago.

But I guess I grew out of it.
Or did I?

Well, all I hope is that
someday we can build this
into a fine city...

that a person would be
proud to live in.

Mmm, I see what you mean.

You're a man with ideals.

Well, I guess I better be going
while you've still got 'em.

Miss Flower Belle.
Yes?

I-- Well, I wondered
if you'd care...

to visit our little school
with me tomorrow.

Coming from a big city
like Chicago,

you might be able
to offer us, uh,
some suggestions.

You know,
for improvements.

Well, it's kind of against
my principles,

but, uh, I'll go with you.

Thanks. Can I see you
to the hotel?

Well, just to the front door.

The sheriff is very jealous.

Love and locksmiths.

What are you trying to do?

Oh! I'm sheriff,
my rhododendron.

Just warming up for a bit
of innocent sleuthing.

Yeah? Well, if you're
so curious, come on in.

Oh, thank you, dear.

Oh, certainly.
The days of chivalry
are not over.

I've been worried about you,
my little peach fuzz.

Have you been
loitering somewhere?

I've been learning things.
Unnecessary.

You are the epitome
of erudition.

A double superlative.
Can you handle it?

Yeah, and I can
kick it around too.

There's something
sweet and dainty
about a lady's boudoir.

How do you know?

Uh-- Huh?

- Huh?
- Come on,
answer the question.

Why, the latest etiquette books
are just full of such knowledge.

Oh. For a second, I thought
I heard the voice of experience.

Ah, de la bath.

Pussycat fur.

Luxury, luxury,
luxury.

This is quite
an extravaganza, dear.

Well, well, well. What--

Alcohol.

Very good brand too.
Imported?

Well, well. What won't they
get up to next?

What's this?
New invention.

Why do you have
to milk it?

My plum, a lovely bathtub.

I understand it's the only
private bath in town.

I'd hate to take one
in public.

My dove,
with your permission,

I shall dunk my pink-and-white
body in yonder Roman tub.

I feel a bit gritty
after the affairs
of the day.

Go right ahead, honey.
Help yourself.

My dove, no man
was ever happier.

Yum, yum.

It is with regret
that I part from you
even to bathe.

Don't forget
to take off your gloves.

Ah. Thanks for
your introspection, dear.

Oh, don't mention it.

For the nonce, adieu...

and au revoir.

Man overboard!

Ow!

Ah! This reminds me of
the old swimming hole
when I was a nipper.

That's where I got
malaria.

What a foul summer
that was.

It was the year
the Jones boys
murdered their mother.

Dear old lady.
I can see her now,

carrying the laundry
home on her head.

Ah!
My darling Flower.
What is it, baby?

Baby.
She calls me "baby."

I was just thinking
how homey this all is.

Yeah, it's a nice thought.

Mmm. What's your name?
Hmm?

Mmm. A friend in need.

What did you say,
my sweet?

Just agreeing with you,
honey.

Drat!

Tsk, tsk, tsk.

Dear, I forgot to take
the gloves off after all.

Just keep your mouth closed
and let him do all the talkin'.

Pardon my redundancy, dear.
I shall join you
in half a tick.

If you do this right,
I'll get you one
of his old straw hats.

I have been
thoughtlessly cruel...

in absenting myself
from you so long.

That's all right, honey.
I got a real surprise for you.

I'll bet you have
at that, my dear.

♪ There's a flower
in the garden for you,
young man ♪

♪ There's a flower
in the garden for you,
young man ♪

♪ So pluck it if you can ♪

♪ And that will be a bargain
for you, young man ♪♪

A flower in the garden
for you, young man.

An invitation.

A flower in the garden,
so pluck it if you can.

And it will be a bargain
for you--

"A bargain."
What beautiful sentiment.

Here I come, dear,
ready or not.

I feel rather parky, dear,
in this diaphanous UÜberzieher.

Don't recoil from me,
my sweet.

Are you sleeping
in your caracal coat?

You better take it off, dear.
You won't feel the good of it
when you go out.

It smells as though you haven't
taken it to the cleaners lately.

You reek of old tin cans.

I beg your pardon, dear?

Maaa! Maaa!

Mama.

The sweet little dear
is calling for her mama.

What sublime innocence.

♪ Kiss me good night-- ♪

Godfrey Daniel!

Beelzebub!
I've been hoodwinked.

Shadrach and Abednego.

The mystery
of the fur coat.

And I wanted
to kiss you.

You didn't waste much time
finding out where I was.

I got run out
of Little Bend
on account of you.

Yes, I know.

I also know
you got married.

Why you do this to me?

Don't mean
anything, honey.

It's, uh, just
for convenience.

I gotta be
respectable.

I can explain it
to you sometime.

But he is your husband.
Oh, don't worry.

He'll never
cross my threshold.

You can trust me.

Can I trust him?

Forget it.
You're the one man
in my life right now.

I will be the one man
in your life...

if I have to kill
everyone else.

Save your lead, honey.
You got no competition.

My love.

Ah! That is beautiful.

See? I ain't changed,
have I?

You are more lovely
than ever.

Last time, you promised
to take off your mask
this time.

You are the sheriff's wife now.

It would be very embarrassing
for you to know who I am.

Mmm! I've never been
embarrassed in my life.

A little gift.

I go, my sweetest one.

Adios, my fastest one.

That's fine.

Let's have just one more
with the landlord...

and then let him close up
for the night.

What a conk.

The two-headed boy in the circus
never had such a headache.

I think I'll write a book.

The Art of Arising
the Morning After.

My kidneys.
My pellagra.

Get me out of here,
you red-skinned aborigine.

What do you think you are,
you red rascal--

a Navajo rug or a hassock?

Chief no feel good, huh?

I feel as though a midget
with muddy feet...

had been walking
over my tongue all night.

Cease.

Cease! Quiet!

You're under arrest
for disturbing the peace.

Sheriff-- Saloon.
It's on the badge.

Wait a minute, Sheriff.
Stage was held up
last night...

and robbed of considerable gold
by the Masked Bandit.

How unfortunate.
But he'll have
to split it.

We figured
you'd want to form a posse
and make a search for him...

before his trail gets cold.

Posse by all means.

Thank you, Sheriff.
Big posse.

One of the biggest posse--

Milton! My habiliment.

Duty calls!

Never mind.
It can call later.

Sleep--

the most beautiful
experience in life...

except drink.

Say, boss, Carter's got
the sheriff's wife
in his rig.

They're just goin' by.

I suppose you're going to
print about the Masked Bandit
holding up the stagecoach.

I wish I could print
that we'd caught him.

Everybody's after him, huh?

Why not?
After all, he's an outlaw.

Well, maybe he ain't
so bad underneath.

People do a lot of things
for different reasons.

He's pretty bad medicine.

And if I were you, I wouldn't
go out alone at night.

Oh, I can take care
of myself.

Ain't met the man yet
I was scared of.

They're more apt to be scared
of you, I imagine.

How do you mean that?

Well, you're very attractive,
you know.

"Captivating" is the word,
I think.

Mmm, that's
what you think?

Yes, and I think that you could
turn a man's head very easily...

if he wasn't careful.

Well, there's no fun
in being too careful.

Aren't you forgetting
that you're married?

I'm doing my best.

I wish we'd met
long before this.

Well, you've met me now.
I ain't complainin'.

I know, but things might
have been different.

How different?

I shouldn't be saying
all this, I guess.

Maybe it's because it's spring,
and spring is the time for love.

What's the matter
with the rest of the year?

I have no right
to tell you anything,
but I will say this.

I don't like to see a girl
like you go into Badger's.

It's a sordid place
and full of temptations.

I generally avoid temptation
unless I can't resist it.

Pardon me.

Okay. Thanks a lot.

Just taking Squawk Mulligan's
place for a couple of hours.

Just gone down
to the tonsorial parlors
to get a haircut and shave.

Excuse me.

Soft-pedal
on that whistling,
little lady.

It's bad luck.
What's your pleasure?

Bottle of whiskey,
straight.

Go on and take a seat
at one of those tables.
I can't serve you here.

Listen, has that big stiff
been in here today?

I don't know who
you're talking about.
My husband.

- I don't know.
- Aw, I don't care.

Oh?

I says to my husband
this morning,

"The trouble with you
is I'm too good for you.

How do you like that?"

He didn't have an answer.

Oh, you're too
quick-witted for him.

You're good at repartee.

Will you go over there
and sit down at one
of the tables.

Straight whiskey.
Thank you.

Squawk Mulligan tells me
you buried your wife
several years ago.

Ah, yes, I had to.
She died.

And you know what else
I says to him?

I'll be candid with you.
I do not know.

Straight.
Straight whiskey.
Thank you.

I says, "There ain't a man"--

Mmm, you're full
of helium.

You better not
take off your shoes.

You'll go straight up
in the air.
Now, listen.

Go over there
and sit down at one
of those tables.

The best man
that ever breathed...

ain't good enough
for the worst woman
in the world.

Now listen, you pygmy.

Go over and sit down
at one of those tables,

or I'm gonna
take you out of here
and throw you on your head.

You and who else?

Me and Squawk Mulligan.

Okay.

You big tomboy.

Now, can you beat that?
A bit kinda tough.

Tough, nothing.

If I was in condition,
and I had Squawk with me,
I could lick two of them.

Give me a shot
of that Panther.
Yeah.

I'm tending bar one time
down in the Lower East Side
in New York.

A tough paloma comes in there
by the name of Chicago Molly.

I cautioned her, "None of your
peccadilloes in here."

There was some hot lunch
on the bar...

comprising of succotash,

uh, Philadelphia cream cheese...

and asparagus with mayonnaise.

She dips her mitt down
into this mélange.

I'm yawning at the time,
and she hits me right
in the mug with it.

I jumps over the bar,
and I knocks her down.

Where's the funnel?

I don't know.
It's up along there
somewhere.

You were there the night
I knocked Chicago Molly down,
weren't you?Youknocked her down?

I was the one
that knocked her down.

Oh, ye-yes. That's right.
He knocked her down.

But I was the one that
started kicking her.

Here's the funnel.
Yeah, okay.

So I starts kicking her
in the midriff.

Did you ever kick
a woman in the midriff that
had a pair of corsets on?

No, I just can't recall
any such incident right now.

Why, I almost broke
my great toe.

I never had such
a painful experience.

Did she ever
come back again?
Well--

I'll say she came back.
She came back a week later
and beat the both of us up.

Yeah, but she had
another woman with her.

An elderly lady
with gray hair.

I had those
two tough guys
beat her up.

Sheriff, come out
from behind that bar.

You're not wanted here.
You're crazy.

I'm wanted in nearly
every state in the Union.
Come on, come on, come on.

We must all act together
if we're ever to rid
this town of Badger...

or any other lawbreaker.

Something's got
to be done about
this masked outlaw.

Well, unless we can
catch him red-handed...

or can someway learn
his identity, there's
not much that we can do.

I know someone who can
identify the Masked Bandit.

Explain yourself,
Mrs. Gideon.

Well, I don't wish to injure
anyone's reputation.

Oh, I'm sure you don't.

But Flower Belle,
the sheriff's wife,

has an intimate
acquaintance with him.

What's that?
Yes.

She was asked
to leave Little Bend
on account of him.

Of course, she claims she
never saw his face, but--
Well, that's possible.

But it is known he visited her
in her own room.

So everybody in Little Bend
believes that, well, you know.

What else can everyone believe?

I'm inclined to give her
the benefit of the doubt.

However, I will agree
to keep an accurate check
on her activities.

I suggest--

And another thing.
Your name was brought up...

at the vigilante committee
meeting last night...

in connection with
the masked outlaw that's
been robbing all the stages.

In what connection?

A certain person said that
you've been well acquainted
with him for some time,

that you actually
know who he is.

I don't know who he is.
I wish I did.

Nobody believes me.
I hope you do.

I was just beginning
to like you.
Oh, I believe you.

Mr. Carter.
What is it, Lem?

Miss Foster's fainted again.

Who's Miss Foster?

Well, she's the lady
that's teaching school.

Well, come on. Let's see
what we can do for her.

What's this, Miss Foster?
Aren't you taking the job
a little too seriously?

I guess it upsets me too much
when the boys get unruly.

Wet a towel
and put it on her head.

Oh, go back
to your books, boys.

Don't let 'em
get you upset.

It's your nerves.
You need a rest.

You hear that?
Gives you an example...

of what she's got
to put up with.

I better go
dismiss the class
for the day.

No. That's just what
they're hoping you'll do.

I'll take over the class.
I'll show you how
to handle 'em.

But I wouldn't think
of imposing.

I'll give 'em learnin'
they never got before.

Boys! Boys!
Boys!

Quiet!

Boys, this is Miss Flower Belle.
She'll teach you your lessons
for the rest of the day.

Boys, stand up.

Sit down.

Very good.

That's your first lesson
in discipline.

I demand obedience.

Boys, education's a great thing.

I don't know what I'd do
without mine.

Knowledge ain't so easy to get.

You gotta work hard and study.
I'm still studying.

Of course, I don't study
the same things you do,
but it's a good idea.

Now, history is
a very fascinating study.

In fact,
it's my favorite reading.

Oh, uh, what's your name?

Lem.

Lem, tell me.
What do you know
about Cleopatra?

Gosh, teacher,
I ain't seen her.

Of course, you ain't.
She's a hysterical character.

She lived way back
in the early times.

And what a time she had.
She used to fool around
with snakes.

You mean rattlesnakes?

These snakes didn't rattle.
They crooned.

- She was the queen of Egypt.
- I seen Little Egypt once.

They ain't related.
Sit down.

Oh, by the way, what are you
doing here, Pop?

Never had time to learn
readin' and writin' up to now.

Carried a musket in '61.
Fought in Chickamauga
and Bull Run, I did.

Oh, you did?
Oh, that's fine.

Any questions?

We was doin' arithmetic
on the blackboard...

when Miss Foster took sick.

Oh, arithmetic, hmm?

I was always pretty good
at figures myself.

That'll be enough of that.

Now this example is, uh,
what is known as addition,

or puttin' two and two
together.

Why, teacher?

- You said "Why?"
- Yes, teacher.

That's what
I thought you said.

That's a very good
question too.

Addition is when you
take one thing...

and add it to another
and you get two.

Two and two is four,
and five will get you 10
if you know how to work it.

Anyway, it all adds up
in the end.

And that, my dear young man,
is addition.

W-W-What's subtraction,
teacher?

Subtraction.

Well, that's very simple.

For instance, a man
has a hundred dollars
and you leave him with two.

Boy, that's subtraction.

I'm only gonna do this once,
so everybody pay attention.

Eight and seven are 16,
and nine are, uh--

Thirty-one.
Put down one.

Hey, that ain't right,
teacher.

What's wrong with it?
Eight and seven are 15,
and nine are 24.

Not 31.

I was just trying
to trap you.
Smart boy.

You'll go to the head
of the class.

In fact, you can step
right up here and finish it.

Ooh. "I am a good boy.

I am a good man.
I am a good girl."

What is this-- propaganda?

I, uh-- I wonder
what would happen...

if, uh, you moved
that one over there.

I see. Well, it's just
an experiment. That's all.

May I come in?

You are in.

I thought you might enjoy
one of my pies, Sheriff.
Oh.

This is the one I baked
especially for you.

Oh, thank you.

Is this the raspberry?
No, it's the gooseberry.

I was used to getting
the raspberry.

I'm beginning to enjoy it.
Mmm, a little tart.

Well, I won't keep you
from your work, Sheriff.
No.

But sometime when
your duties permit,
I'd enjoy having you to tea.

Tea, yes, fine.
I'd like that. Yes.

Shall we say sometime soon?
Let us say sometime.

Ugh, accompany the lady
to her home.

Oh, Sheriff.
I don't need protection.

Hmm? That's what
you think.

Accompany the lady
to her home.

- Ugh.
- Thank you.
Thank you.

Well--
Well, good-bye, Sheriff.

Good-bye.
Don't forget-- tea.

I make wonderful
crumpets too.

Tea and crumpets.

Tea and crumpets--
what a combination.

Get my bottle out of
that lower drawer, will you?

Say, Mrs. Gideon-- she kinda
likes you, don't she?

I intrigue all the ladies
but Mrs. Twillie.

I understand the Masked Bandit
can get an audience with her
anytime he wishes.

Well, uh, yeah, I guess so.

But cousin Flower Belle never
knows when he's gonna show up.

He sort of surprises her.
He surprises her, eh?

That gives me an idea.

Well, guess I'll go out
and eat. So long.

All right, so long.

Gives me an excellent idea.
He surprises her, eh?

I know where I can
pick up the very thing.

Where's that-- Oh.

Oh, must be
my two-gun Romeo.

I wasn't expecting you
tonight, honey.

Mmm, wait a minute, honey.
Let me get my breath.
Hmm?

What have you been drinking--
embalming fluid?

What do you call this?

Oh, it's you, is it?
Uh--

Chiquita. Chiquita.

What do you think
this is gonna get you?

No jockey was ever
ruled off for trying,
chiquita.

What kind of a jockey?
I used to be
a reindeer jockey.

Oh, yeah? Well, don't think
you're gonna win this
by a nose.

My rose petal,
just one little snuggle.
You cheat.

If a thing's worth having,
it's worth cheating for.

Just one little osculation.

You got one
under false pretenses.

Then give me one
that's on the up.
My love, you incinerate me.

Your walk, your talk,

the way you wave
your little pinky.

Your line ain't low enough
to trip me.

I climbed the ladder of love
to reach for the star.

Well, reach for the air.
I'm in no mood
for astronomy.

What did you put
this thing on for?

I have it
on good authority...

a mask is the open sesame
to your boudoir.

The child's afraid of me.
She's all a-twit'.

Didn't you promise to love,
honor and be obedient?

I'm all wound up, my pink.

Well, why don't you go?

I am a heartbroken hombre!

You'll be a heartbroken um-bay
if you don't get out of here.

Chiquita.
Chiquita!

Oh, chiquita.

The Bandit!

Bandit!

Masked Bandit!

- What's the matter?
- What happened?

Masked Bandit.
Went that way.

Joe, stay here
and take care of her.

You men come with me
to the sheriff.
We've got to report this.

The rest of you,
round up the vigilantes.

Wait.

Come on. We've been
on the wrong trail.

Get him, boys.

Wait a minute.
Unhand me.
I'm the police.

You're also the Masked Bandit.
All the time, we thought
that you were a weakling.

This is a case
of mistaken identity.

We'll see about that.
Take him to the hotel.
Wait a minute!

You're all under arrest.
Corpus delicti!

Wait a minute, boys.
Don't be in such a hurry
with that rope.

Easy on the proboscis.

Explain it as I would,
butter cakes.

You got the wrong man.

You claim you never saw
the Bandit's face.

How do you know
he's not the man?

After all, he was found
with this mask.

Anyone could have a mask.

Yes. I just returned
from a masquerade.

I impersonated a Ubangi.
Ridiculous.

He just returned
from stepping on my face.

They're both lying.
She's as bad as he is.

She works hand in glove
with him.

Come on, put her in jail
and lock her up.

Wait a minute, ladies.
I hardly think
it's necessary...

to lock Miss Flower Belle up
if she gives us her word
that she won't leave town.

Leave town? Are you
gonna let her
hoodwink you...

the way she did
the folks in Little Bend?

No!
Lock her up.

- Doing your homework?
- Yep.

Need any help?

Mmm. Whiskers were always
my weakness.

I was just thinking,

you look a lot
like President Grant
around the edges.

You don't mean that,
do you?
Mmm.

You know, uh,

I gotta admit
your whiskers attract me.

Gosh, you're the first
pretty woman what ever
took a hankering to me.

You make me feel
right pert.

A rendezvous with a goat.

Looks like the late
Earl of Muffington.

Oh, um, honey, I could stand
a drink of water.

Go get me one.
Sure will.

Mmm, that's a good boy.

Now, for being so nice,
you can part the sagebrush
and give me a kiss.

Gosh.

Open that door
and let me out of here.

Hurry up,
or I'll blow your ears off.

I've been slickered.

Get in there.
Keep the sheriff company.

Some literature.
See you late--

Why did you slam the clink on me
and keep me in stir?

Is the honeymoon over?

Quiet. I'm doing this
for your good.

How can I prove
you ain't the Bandit
if I'm locked up in there?

I got to be on the outside
to do things.

If you break out, too, they'll
figure you're guilty for sure
and swing you in the breeze.

Swinging gives me
stomachache.

You ain't foolin'.

Give me that literature.

A man's got to be plumb crazy
to put a woman like
Flower Belle in jail.

She hasn't done
anything wrong.

And as for that
tenderfoot sheriff,

why, he couldn't keep his nose
out of a bottle long enough...

to hold up a dog's tail,
much less than a stagecoach.

Go ahead and hang him
if you want your fun.
I got no love for him.

Hey, boss, she's broke jail.
She got clean away.

No. Well, what
do you know about that?

Now there's a woman
after my own heart.

She even beat me to the draw.

Boss, she's
in your office now.

Says she's got
to see you right away.
Oh, she does, huh?

Well, I won't
keep her waiting none.

What's up?
You got to help.

I can't stand by
and see him hang
for that outlaw.

What about this outlaw?
I heard you was
very friendly with him.

Just a midnight
acquaintance.
I don't know who he is.

Are you in love with him?

What's the use
of talking about that now
when a man's life is at stake?

I want to talk about it.

I heard you've been
seeing him for a long time,
even before you came here.

They say he visits you
in your room anytime
he feels like it.

You mean to tell me,
all this time,
you don't know who he is?

I wish I did.

Are you gonna help?
They'll hang him.

Let him hang.
What do you care?

You'll be free to marry
the Bandit or anyone you want.

That's got nothing
to do with it.
I ain't married anyway.

What?
It was all a fake.

It was done by a gambler
named Amos Budge.

He only looked like
a preacher.

So that's it.
Amos Budge.

Now listen, Flower.

Forget about this Bandit.

I'm crazy about you.
There's no time
for this now.

There's always time for this,
and you know it.

A man's kiss
is like his signature--

his identification.

Unhand me,
you bearded beaver!

Unhand me!

You can't take the law
into your own hands
this way.

The man's entitled
to a fair trial.
Be reasonable.

I'll write my assemblyman
about this.

Men, you can't do this thing.
Why, he hasn't got a chance
to defend himself.

Wait a minute.
I agree with that gentleman.

Here, what's
this thing doing here?

It's ruining my necktie.

Who's going to pay
for my laundry?

Have you anything to say?

Yes, this is going to be
a great lesson to me.

You villain! I advise you
to make your peace
for the hereafter.

I'm not thinking
of the hereafter.
I'm thinking of the present.

Have you any last wish?

Yes, I'd like to see Paris
before I die.
Aw!

Philadelphia will do.

Vote for Cuthbert J. Twillie
for sheriff.

It's the Bandit!

Don't move, any of you.
You either, Carter.

You bunch of trigger brains.
You can see for yourself
he ain't the man you want.

You wouldn't believe me
when I told you he wasn't.

You'd rather hang
an innocent man
than take my word for it.

While you're talking,
the man we want
is getting away.

Don't let that worry you.
Open up them bags.

Gee! Look at that.

There's enough there
to build a school, a church...

or anything else
this town needs
to make it civilized.

That's what you've been
hoping for, ain't it?

Now, if any of you want to take
out after that Bandit, go to it.

Come on! Let's ride!

Hey!

I want
to thank you personally
for what you've done.

Not only for righting
a great wrong,

but for helping this town
build for the future.

Mmm, civilization's
a great thing.

I'm sorry, Flower Belle.

That's all right, honey.
You did your best.

So, you're not married
after all.

No, I'm as single
as the day I was born.

Great. Now I can ask you
something I've wanted to
for a long time.

I can even ask you
to be my--

Excuse me... for interrupting,
Carter.

I know what you were going
to say, but I'm afraid
you're a little bit too late.

What do you mean?

Just a minute, boys.
You got me all confused.

Now, I like the both of you.
But you can't marry
both of us.

I know. That's the trouble.

You gotta give me a little
time to think it over.

How much time?

Well, maybe tomorrow.

Or maybe never.

But don't let that keep you
from coming around.

Anytime you got nothing to do
and lots of time to do it,

come up.

Oh, you leaving, honey?

Yes. Good-bye, beauty.

Oh, uh, I wanna give you
back your wedding ring.

Guess I won't need it
anymore.

Oh, thanks. Thanks.

Well, maybe some other time.

Yeah. I'll keep you
on my wedding list.
Thank you.

I have to hurry back East
to attend to some oil wells
I have there.

Oil wells?
Yes, uh, hair oil wells.

Oh.

What a man.

If you get up around
the Grampian Hills,

you must come up
and see me sometime.

Oh, yeah. Yeah.

I'll do that,
my little chickadee.