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(Train chugging)

(Whistle blowing)

(Theme music playing)

(Train horn blaring)

(Horses neighing)

That's enough,
barnabas. That's fine.

It's ridiculous.

Well, look at it as a
scientific experiment, Dave.

Right. Right?

What does it prove?

It proves that our
roadbeds are smooth,

and the train just glides along.

Right. (Rumbling)

I thought you
re-ballasted that roadbed.

We did.

But we had to spread
that ballast pretty thin.

You know, it costs money.

(Chuckles) And money
is what this is all about.

Try to prove to
Mr. Thaddeus Bancroft

that the bps&d is worthy
of a substantial loan.

He'll lend us some money, boss.

Why? Barnabas:
Because we need it.

And because the bps&d
is the fastest-growing,

most progressive
railroad in the west.

Right. In the whole union.

Right again.

Well, maybe Mr. Thaddeus
Bancroft won't agree with you two.

Ben, why don't we
be honest with him?

"Honest with him?"
He's a banker.

Well, I don't care if
he's a banker. Why not?

Maybe we can shock
this banker into generosity.

After all, we are growing,
that's why we need capital.

With $150,000, we
could perform miracles.

(Chuckles) Oh.

Dave, if we get a $150,000 loan

out of the united Boston bank,

it's going to take a miracle.

Now, trying to impress

Mr. Bancroft a little
might help a trifle.

Yeah, maybe.

He and his daughter are going to
enjoy a wonderful trip on the bps&d,

sitting there, watching
the wonderful new country

spread right out
before their eyes.

Just waiting for development.

And in complete luxury.

Right.

I bet you even...

Wait a minute. What "luxury"?

We spent about half
the corporate budget

on the best wine
and food available.

Pate, breasted
Guinea hen, and, uh...

Truffles...

Truffles?

If you're going
after the high stakes,

you got to gamble a little.

Ben, are you ever
gonna get tired of

hanging by your fingernails?

Let's have a toast.

To Bancroft or bankruptcy.

(Bell dinging)

(Horn blaring)

(Rails squealing,
wagon stopping)

The woodstop.

(Chuckles)

Well, it would be a shame
to waste the rest of it.

Thank you.

All right, now let's
get it cleaned up.

Barnabas, I'll go
check the baggage car.

And, Dave, the next time
you try a scientific experiment,

don't, uh, make it so messy.

Right.

(Music playing)

(Coupling latch clatters)

(Carriage moving)

(Guns firing)

(Grunts)

(Gun firing)

(Grunting)

(Brakes screeching)

(Horses approaching)

(Struggling)

I'll take that Indian
off your hands.

I don't believe I got your name.

Wilkens j.B.,

colonel of the United
States army, retired.

Now, if you don't
mind, Mr. Calhoun.

I do mind.

Unless, of course,
you represent the army,

judging from the
uniforms of your men,

that doesn't seem
to be the case.

I don't want to have any
trouble with you, Calhoun.

But that's war cloud,
and he's my Indian.

War cloud?

I've been tracking
him for two months,

and I'm not gonna give him up.

Well, he attacked my train,

but I don't think that
entitles him to be lynched.

Now, I'm taking him to
the army at Briggs junction.

If you feel like
he's your property,

you turn in a
requisition for him.

Get him on the train.

Calhoun!

If it's reward you're after, you
can have it. I'll give it to you.

Just let me have that Indian.

If there's a reward,
don't you worry, I'll get it.

Calhoun!

(Train horn blaring)

(Chugging)

We'll cut straight
across the hill

and beat them
to Briggs junction.

Well, we've got to
get rid of him quietly.

Ben, war cloud is wanted
for murder, arson, robbery,

everything short of piracy.

Now, how do we
get rid of him quietly?

We can just shoot him.

Technically, that's murder.

Besides that, there is
some kind of reward for him.

How long before we can
get into Briggs junction?

If we pile on the wood,
I suppose, about dawn.

But Mr. Bancroft
and his daughter

are gonna meet us
at Briggs junction.

We'll get in early.

We've got to take war cloud
down the back part of town.

Turn him over to the
army, and forget about him.

Except for the reward.

Heh.

In a little while, we'll be
shy of one renegade Indian

and fatter by however
much that reward is,

and all ready to welcome
Bancroft's aboard.

Driver: We're coming
into Briggs junction.

We're in luck. Nobody is around.

All right, the army post is
on the other end of town.

Can't hardly blame him
for being a little reluctant.

He is walking into
his own hanging.

You must've had quite a ride.

It cost me the
night and a horse.

But it was worth
it for this Indian.

I told you that he
goes to the army post.

A man has a right to
be stubborn, Calhoun.

But not stupid.

(Whistles)

I want no trouble
with you, Calhoun,

just war cloud.

To lynch.

To execute.

Got no choice.

(Men grunting)

(Grunts)

(Both grunting)

There he is, all wrapped
and ready for delivery.

Well, I hope the army appreciates
all this work we're doing.

I'd better get back to
work on that locomotive.

(Steam engine chuffing)

Calhoun, you captured war cloud.

The army has been
after him for months.

This deserves congratulations.

Thank you.

But I'd like to keep it just
between you and I, lieutenant.

I'm meeting a banker
today and trying to (chuckles)

Negotiate a sizeable loan.

And he might frown
on investing in a railroad

that gets attacked by Indians.

Well, a thing like this is
kind of hard to keep quiet,

especially when there
is a reward involved.

How big a reward?

One thousand dollars.
You can use that, can't you?

I can use $150,000 a lot more.

Look, we got a
bullet in the boiler,

it should be fixed
just about now.

Inside of an hour,
we can be on our way.

If you can keep this incident
quiet until then, I'd appreciate it.

You captured the most
wanted renegade in the territory,

and you call it an "incident"?

Well, I have to telegraph
fort Riley for instructions.

If the news get
out, it gets out,

but it won't come from me.

Thank you, lieutenant.

Benjamin p. Calhoun,

the man who won a
railroad in a poker game.

Didn't work for it,
didn't earn it, just won it.

Well, I'll enlighten
you even further.

I won it on four queens. I've
always been a little partial to ladies.

Oh, they always partial to you?

You've now met my daughter,
cathleen, Mr. Calhoun.

And I'm delighted to.

Right now, I'd like to
show you our railroad.

Barnabas: Afternoon, boss.

Howdy?

Where's Dave? Well,
he got the boiler fixed,

but he's having a little
trouble under there.

Ben: What he means is,

he's having trouble
getting underneath there

to perform his daily
inspection of every moving part.

A very thorough man, my partner.

Dave.

Dave, come out.

Ben, before you say anything,

we need a complete
overhaul on this engine.

We've worn out
the other side rod.

I've, uh...

I've put on the spare, but i'm...
but I'm afraid it's just about done.

We're gonna have to take it
into Kansas City and get it rebuilt.

We'll need some, uh...

Well, Dave, I'd like to
have you meet Mr. Bancroft

of the united Boston bank
and his daughter, cathleen.

Dave tarrant, our
construction foreman.

Pleasure.

Uh, Mr. Calhoun, how
old is this locomotive?

Well, that's an amazing
thing, isn't it, Mr. Bancroft?

You'd never know it, it's
in such excellent condition.

And the more Dave complains,

the better shape I know it's in.

I see.

My father has
remarkably keen vision.

Uh, excuse me.

You've got a minute?

Sure. Sure.

Barnabas, could you show Mr. Bancroft
and his daughter to the private car?

If you'll excuse
me a minute, sir.

Oh, if you don't mind,
I'd like to look over

the passenger facilities first.

Anything you wish, Mr. Bancroft.

Barnabas here will
show you around.

What are you trying to do, Ben?

Give Mr. Bancroft a thrill?

Waiting to see
which collapses first,

the locomotive or our roadbed?

Now, I told you, the
worst thing you could do

is let him ride this thing.

You think I'd let him ride on it

if I didn't know that
I had a man along

who could make
it sing like a bird?

Always me. You get us
in and I got to get us out.

Well, I'm telling you, Ben...

You might want to go
clean yourself up a little bit.

A college man ought to
look more like a college man.

Never mind what a
college man should look like.

Ben, this thing will not...

I suppose, we
better get it rolling.

We've got a schedule to keep.

Calhoun!

Three passengers for you
from here to buffalo pass.

Good, good.

Get them onboard. We're
pulling out right away.

Passengers and freight to buffalo
pass has become quite a thriving railroad.

Crowley: Get him inside!

What's he doing here?

Traveling to buffalo
pass with you.

Now, there'll be an army
detachment waiting for him there.

I'm sorry, lieutenant,
not this trip.

Well, you've got to take him.

If word gets out that
I'm holding war cloud,

there's liable to be a lynching,

and I don't have enough
men to protect him.

Well, that's your worry.

This is a train,
not a prison cell.

Sergeant Terry there and
private Rowan will guard him.

Besides, right now, nobody
even knows this is war cloud.

One man knows, a man
by the name of wilkens.

Mr. Calhoun, this
is an official request

from the United States army.

Put him onboard.

Crowley: Sergeant.

(Grunts)

Do you approve of
brutality, Mr. Calhoun?

Not much I can do about
it in this case, ma'am.

Railroad's got to carry
anybody that bought a ticket.

(Steam engine chuffing)

(Grunting)

Now, that's enough.

Let him up!

That's enough!

Well, they nearly killed him.

This is your train,

and you're responsible
for his treatment.

Cathleen, this is not a meeting
of the Boston suffrage society.

This is a human
being, Mr. Calhoun,

not an animal.

I wouldn't get too
sentimental, miss Bancroft.

If you gave him a knife and
two seconds, he'd kill you.

Well, I can hardly blame him,
the way he's been mistreated.

My daughter's made an
extensive study of the west

from the underdog's
point of view.

We have pushed these
people off their lands,

we've slaughtered
their buffalo herds.

War cloud slaughtered
a few people, too.

He and his band have terrorized

this territory around here
for quite some time now.

If you have so much
sympathy to spend, then,

why not spend a little on
the people that have died

because of war cloud?

Can you prove what
war cloud has done?

Did you see it happen?

I saw him hold
up this train, or try.

(Sighs) But it still
doesn't make it right...

Cathy, that will be all.

You'll have to
excuse my daughter.

She has to find some
cause, no matter where it is.

Don't make excuses
for me, father.

Then, don't do things that
make excuses necessary.

Don't make me wish
I'd left you at home.

We're all set.

All right, let her roll.

Are you sure you folks
wouldn't be more comfortable

in my private car?

I've got a bottle of
champagne on ice.

Imagine.

Well, that's very kind of you.

Let's go, Cathy.

Sergeant: Mr. Calhoun.

I'm sorry about the mess.

Yeah, so am I.

About $22.50 worth of fares,

and $100 worth of damage so far.

Maybe we ought to lock
him in the baggage car.

Well, he'd love that.

That's where all the
guns and ammunition are.

No, I'm afraid you're gonna
have to earn your wages, sergeant.

Just keep an eye on him.

(Train horn blaring)

(Train chugging)

What's gonna
happen to the Indian?

He'll be hung
after a fair trial.

And will it be fair?

Yes.

I'm sorry you have to
see all of this, ma'am,

but it's a rough
country out here.

It's a barbaric country.

Murder and mayhem, that's
what you people live by.

And what do they do to
a killer back in Boston?

(Horn blaring)

It's awful, isn't it?

Well, I mean it. Isn't it the
worst food you ever ate?

As a matter of fact,

it is.

See boss, I do a lot
better up front in the cab.

I rather doubt that a man
who can't learn to run a stove

could ever learn to run a train.

(Scoffs) (Laughs)

You know, Mr. Calhoun,
I wouldn't like to think

a railroad I've invested in

is subject to Indian attacks.

Mr. Bancroft, you have my word

that this was a very
unusual occurrence.

But still, there is
some danger involved.

Well, there's danger on
wall street, too, Mr. Bancroft,

but it doesn't keep a man
of vision from investing.

Now, we can handle the Indians,

and you can handle the
profits this railroad brings in.

Are your passengers
served meals?

I know we haven't
gotten to that yet, uh,

they still bring
on their lunches.

I was thinking about war cloud.

Cathy, I thought we'd
heard the last of that.

Do you know if
he's been fed at all?

I figure that's up to the army.

Well, it seems to me

that if a man is
worth capturing,

he is worth feeding.

(Door opens and closes)

(Horn blaring)

I've brought you
something to eat.

I wouldn't get too
close to him, miss.

Sergeant, if you don't mind,

he can't eat with his
hands tied to the seat.

I imagine, you haven't eaten
since they've captured you.

- Oh!
- (Plate clatters)

I only meant to help.

I see war cloud
enjoyed his dinner.

Well, at least he had a
reason for being rude.

(Door opens)

(Horn blaring)

That'll be scofflaw
we're coming into.

(Horn blaring)

I thought this sort of
thing rarely happened

in your line, Mr. Calhoun.

It's not an Indian
attack, Mr. Bancroft.

It's a lynch mob.

Mr. Calhoun.

I've ridden half a day
over these mountains,

to get here before you.

And I'm not feeling
very reasonable.

I'll give you one chance
to get that Indian out here

before I let these good
citizens tear your train apart.

I told you, I was turning
him over to the army.

I did.

Now, they're taking him
to fort Riley to stand trial.

There's nothing more to be said.

That butcher you're transporting

murdered my wife and son.

The boy was nine years old.

Do you have a son?

No.

Well, if you ever do, I
hope he lives past nine.

I'm sorry about your
son, Mr. Wilkens.

But had he have lived to be 18,

would you want him to
be a part of a lynch mob?

Just drag him out here.

It can't be done.

He's the railroad's
responsibility,

and I'm delivering
him up for trial.

Well, that's it. He
won't give us the Indian!

(Men murmuring)

What's happening?

Wilkens: Let's get that
Indian. (Men agreeing)

Mr. Calhoun, I've been
30 years in the army,

I retire next month,

I'm not getting myself killed

for an Indian who is going
to be hanged anyway.

Get back inside,
where you belong.

(Horn blaring)

Gentlemen!

There's one thing you
might want to make a note of.

The law of the land
guarantees that Indian a fair trial.

Bps&d guarantees
him safe passage to it.

Anyone who wants to
stand in the way of that,

will get himself shot.

With what, Calhoun?

(Cocking)

Calhoun, you're bluffing.

(Bullet ricochets)

Dave: Raise those torches
higher so that I can see you better.

There's only a few of them!

That's right.

We can only kill a few of you.

(Horn blaring)

All right, this train
is about to move.

Anybody heading for
points east welcome aboard.

The others, clear the tracks.

We're pulling out.

Mr. Calhoun, what if I had
invested in your railroad,

and they had attacked
this train and burned it?

But, they didn't.

Well, the point
is, it can happen.

Anything worthwhile is
worth a gamble, Mr. Bancroft.

If you're afraid
to take a chance,

then I suggest you
withdraw your offer now.

Maybe you're right.

Well, that settles that.

Now, at least I think
I can guarantee you

a pleasant trip
the rest of the way.

You taking tickets, Calhoun?

You've got some more passengers.

Do we have to let them on?

They've bought tickets.

It's our legal
responsibility to carry them.

(Horn blaring)

(Train chugging)

I'm afraid I can't let
you go inside, ma'am.

There are a group
of men in there

that are ready
to kill any Indian,

even a girl.

Because of war cloud? Yes.

That animal.

I have more reason than
any of you to hate him.

Because of him,
every sioux is blamed.

They might not take time
to ask you your politics.

I paid for my ticket.

If they make trouble,
you can put them off.

I wouldn't want to see anyone
as pretty as you are to get hurt.

Then, I will be well protected.

Your English is better
than your judgment.

I learned my English
in a mission school,

but I make my own judgments.

Calhoun.

You wanted a trial, well,
that's what we'll have.

Look around.

There's enough of us for a jury.

Calhoun!

I accuse this Indian

of arson, robbery and murder.

Greaves? He burned my barn.

And he killed the
dentons' hired man.

I lost a herd of horses.

Raided the Gibbons'
place. Killed them both.

Each of you can bear
witness at his trial.

His trial is taking
place right here! No.

There is not going to
be any kangaroo court

taking place aboard this train.

We'll be in buffalo
pass in about two hours.

You just have to wait 'til then.

We've been waiting for months!

Greaves, how do you vote?

Guilty! Man 1: Hang him!

Guilty.

And what about you, sergeant?

I follow orders.

But not too far.

And I vote guilty.

That makes a
majority for hanging.

(Gun cocking)

Ben: Barnabas,
collect their weapons.

(Chuckles) I'm
unarmed, Mr. Tarrant.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Bancroft,
I'm a little edgy tonight.

And I'm a little impressed.

It must take exceptional talent

to be a construction
superintendent on the railroad.

I'm really a full-time engineer.

I only ride shotgun on occasion.

"Ride shotgun"?

Oh, it's a figure of speech.

Sort of a guard.

And on this particular
special occasion,

are you riding
shotgun for the railroad

or for Benjamin p. Calhoun?

For both, I guess.

I find it hard to tell
them apart sometimes.

Ben's a driving force.
He makes it all go.

And you?

Me? I'm building the railroad.

(Chuckles) Not now.

Not this trip.

You're not building a
railroad, you're betting it

on your chances of getting
war cloud to buffalo pass.

And frankly, Mr. Tarrant,
you didn't strike me

as a gambling man.

I'm not.

Then, you are doing
it for Ben Calhoun.

No, for me.

I built this line,
miss Bancroft,

I guess that's why
I'm ready to fight for it,

war cloud or not.

I believe in what I do,
in building the railroad.

Not so much because
it's engineering,

but, well, wherever
these tracks go,

civilization follows.

(Chuckles) I guess that
sounds preachy, doesn't it?

(Chuckles) Not at all.

That's what my father said
before we came out here.

And he's had a good,
hard look at it now,

and maybe some second thoughts.

But it's true.

There's a lot of
country out there

that a man can
shape any way he can,

and shape himself along with it.

And that's a challenge.

You and Ben Calhoun...

You're an unusual partnership.

(Chuckles) Well, it works.
We're building the railroad.

Even if my father
doesn't give you the loan?

Even if.

Well, we can use the money,

but I feel we might
get along without it,

if we have to.

You feel free to
pass that opinion

onto your father if you like.

And you think I'm
prying, on his account?

Well, it was your question,
miss Bancroft, you answer it.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I was prying.

But not only for my
father, for myself as well.

You find out anything
you wanted to know?

(Chuckles) I'm not sure.

But I'll let you know, Mr. Tarrant,
when we finish this trip.

(Door opens, closes)

Wilkens: I just came to talk.

All right.

Let's talk. I'll make
it short, Calhoun.

You say war cloud is going
to stand trial at fort Riley.

The army says.

All right.

But listen to me.
Listen to me careful.

If he goes free,
any way, anyhow,

I'm coming after you.

You're saving
that Indian's neck,

and I'm holding you responsible.

Did you ever hear
of a fair trial, wilkens?

A fair trial is fine
for human beings,

but I don't count
that Indian as human.

Because he's a sioux?

Because he's an animal!

Because all he knows is killing!

Let me ask you something.

Were you on your ranch when
your wife and son were killed?

No, I...

I was in town.

Well, that's it,
that's the reason.

What "reason"?

You have to kill war cloud in
order to ease your own conscience,

yet, you're not even sure
he's the one that did it.

He murdered my wife and son.

And I wasn't there. No,
I was away. I left them.

I came back to find...
To find what was left.

I left them alone.

But leaving them
alone is no crime.

War cloud killed
them, that's the crime!

And I'll have his life for it.

And then what?

Well, I don't know.

I left my ranch two months ago.

I buried them and I left.

Maybe after he's dead,

maybe I can go somewhere else.

Oh, but I promise you
I'll have my payment.

And if it isn't war
cloud, it'll be you.

(Horn blaring)

(People snoring)

Sit down! Let them fight!

(Women grunting)

(Grunts)

(Dress rips)

(Panting)

She tried to kill war cloud.

I was going for
a drink of water.

With a knife?

Would you like me
to get you that water?

I'm no longer thirsty.

That's what I thought.

Now, if you cause
any more trouble,

you're gonna have
to be put off the train.

You can change your fighting
clothes in my car, if you like.

Cathleen: Come in.

For a girl who loves
the whole human race,

you turned out to be a
pretty good Indian fighter.

Nothing to do with
her being an Indian.

She was going to kill war cloud.

And you stopped her, violently.

Mr. Calhoun, I don't know
how I brought myself to do it.

Never in my life have I

laid a hand on another
human being in anger.

Well, perhaps if you would have
told her you were opposed to violence,

that would've stopped her.

You can be
sarcastic if you like.

But it seems to me,

if we took the trouble to
try and reach these people...

And it seems to me

that it would be much
more effective if you

took this abundance of
love that you seem to have

and aimed it all at one man,
instead of the whole human race.

Now, am I to hear the "a woman's
place is in the kitchen" lecture?

No.

No, that's not exactly
what I had in mind.

What did you have in mind?

Cathy!

That is the second time today you've
struck another human being in anger.

Barnabas: Mr. Calhoun!

Mr. Calhoun!

Out there!

Well, they can't stop a
train with bows and arrows.

(Brakes screeching)

Everybody, stay inside! Come on!

All right, let's back
out of here fast.

(Rumbling)

Maybe they've gone. No.

Why aren't they attacking?

They want war cloud.

They want him the easy
way, if they can get him.

Why don't they ask
for him? They will.

Mr. Bancroft.

Where are you going, sergeant?

I told you, I'm not going
to die for that Indian.

If they want him,
they can have him.

Ben: Sergeant!

(Screaming)

(Cathleen sobbing)

You go out there,
and they'll kill you, too.

What are you waiting on?

You think it'll work?

If we protect the cow catcher and
the rails with some steel deck plating,

we can wedge
that charge in there

so that the blast will go up.

Now, in that split second, we'll
ram the cow catcher underneath

and hope we don't damage the
front-end of the engine too much.

Is there any other way?

Absolutely not.

All right. What do we need?

Dynamite, steel deck plates

and two volunteers
to commit suicide.

Let's get at it.

Here.

No gun for you, wilkens.

Now, you promise me that you
won't try to kill war cloud with it.

If you don't kill him now,
you'll never get another chance.

War cloud's our only
hope of staying alive!

You really believe that?

Look at him, he's
laughing at you.

You think he wants to strangle
at the end of a white man's rope?

Oh, no.

He'd like nothing better
than to die right here,

exchange his
life for all of ours!

That's glory for him.

That's also your
kind of glory, wilkens.

You don't care what happens to anyone else
as long as you can have war cloud's scalp.

Give me a rifle, Calhoun.

I've got a right
to defend my life!

And I've got an
obligation to protect his.

Can't you understand that? No!

Then understand this.

No rifle.

All right, Calhoun.

I don't understand you

and I think you're dead wrong,

but you've rammed
it down my throat,

and maybe I can keep it down.

You've got my word.

I'll fight to keep
this savage alive

so I can see him legally hanged.

You've got my word!

All right.

Man: There's one.

Ben: Can't you see
what he's carrying?

(Horse neighs)

What are you going to do?

Ben: Go talk to him.

We've got about one minute
to turn war cloud over to them.

Are you crazy?

Let me cut him loose.
That's what they want.

Give him to them.
Sure, turn him loose,

and he'll lead the
attack against us.

Tell him the truth,
Calhoun, am I right?

Are we going to die, Ben?

Maybe, maybe not.

Dave.

All set.

All right, when we go through
that door, the time will be up.

So, start shooting whether
you see anything or not.

Ben.

(Guns firing)

(Indians yelling war cry)

Don't be wasting that stuff. We
won't have enough for the barricade.

Go get half the dynamite.

Not for my 3%.

I want steam, and plenty of it.

Think that patch
of yours can take it?

We'll find out.

That's it! Now give me all the
steam you can out of the side valve.

(Steam hissing)

Hand me that dynamite.
And the other flame.

All right, I'll blow
the whistle, Ben.

I'll light the fuse in three.

Good luck.

(Horn tooting)

(Horn blaring)

Mr. Tarrant, I estimate that you took
in about $122.80 in fares on this trip,

and lost about $1,000
of property destroyed.

Is that correct? Correct, sir.

There goes your reward money.

Well, gentlemen, I
suppose my father

considers this
trip a total loss.

Dave: That's what I figured.

Oh, but speaking for myself,

I found the experience
very interesting.

Thaddeus: Cathy,
for once you're wrong.

I've developed a
very strong interest

in railroading since yesterday.

You have?

Thaddeus: A bank doesn't
gamble on wood or steel,

it invests in what it
can talk to and count on

and put its faith in,

the man.

You, Mr. Calhoun, and your men,

you will have your
money in a week.

(Chuckles)

I congratulate
you, Mr. Bancroft,

on a very wise decision.

(Chuckles) Thank you.

And now that you have $150,000,

how are you going to spend it?

(Chuckles)

Might spend it on a pretty girl,

like you daughter, sir.

(Chuckling)

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