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THE BOOB

DIRECTED BY WILLIAM A. WELLMAN

Its was the old, old story...

The slick newcomer from the city and the little country girl.

Her childhood sweetheart, just a plain country boy.

Peter's faithful shadow, Ham Bunn.

And Ham Bunn's dogged echo, Benzine.

The bunkhouse.

Cactus Jim said he could ride anything from a pole-cat to a threshing machine,

and the gang believed him.

"I hope it's blood!"

"What's the use of livin'?"

"No use a-tall. Life is jest one durned break after another!"

"Amy's thrown me down for that there city guy, and she ain't known him a week!"

"Women was made from ribs, son ; skin and bone, and no brains."

"I'm not blamin' Amy, but there's something wrong with Benson.

"Who is he, anyway ?"

"Maybe he's a bootlegger, they're lookin' for 'em.

"Maybe he's a detective."

"But I got an inside hunch!"

"What difference does it make?

"I got no money, no clothes, not a chance in the world!"

"Jumpin' horntoads! What you need is backbone!

"Lemme tell you what I done."

"If I could clean out the whole Indian army, you oughta be able to stampede one fool female girl!

"I'm goin' to stake you, son, put 'em on!"

"Tonight, then.

"Dinner at 'The Booklovers', then we'll motor up to town and get married."

"Wait till Amy sees you!

"You sure got that dude of hers backed up a cactus!"

"Oh, it's only you! Where'd you get the Tom Mix clothes?"

"Amy, I'm crazy about you! Let's go walkin' tonight."

"Huh! Go walking with you? Not when I can go to dinner with Harry Benson at 'The Booklovers'!"

"All right, laugh! I'm goin' to show up that city slicker if it's the last thing I do!"

"Old Lady Luck is sho' makin' snake eyes at you, Cactus!"

"I done cut my teeth on a rabbit's foot, Mistuh! You ain't got a chancst!"

"I'm sick of bein' a nobody. I'm goin' after the bootleggers!"

"If Benson's a detective, I'll be a better one, and if he's a bootlegger, I'll put him in jail!"

"Siccum, son! Run that lop-eared son-of-a-gun off your range! Take my hawss."

"You wouldn't want any help huntin' bootleggers, would you?"

"No, sirree! This is a man's job! Anyway, somebody's got to stay and help Cactus."

"Good luck, son! I got a hunch I'm goin' to miss you something fierce!"

"Which way you goin', ma'am? I'll give you a lift."

"My name is Peter Good and I'm lookin' for bootleggers."

"You don't know any, do you?"

"Well, people are talking about that new roadhouse they call 'The Booklovers'."

"They say it's in cahoots with the bootleggers."

"Thank you, for bringing me home. This is the end of my journey."

HOME FOR IMPOVERISHED WOMEN

"Home! This ain't your home?"

"It's the only home I've got."

"Flirtin'! Sakes alive, sech carryin' on!"

"This here's a man's job! Go on home, Benzine!"

"Us travels, hawss, to find Pete. You got a nose like a bloodhound, use it!"

"The Booklovers Club."

VODKA THE SPIRIT OF OLD RUSSIA SCOTCH ESSAYS

THREE PLAYS BY BREW OLD CROW - STORIES OF BIRD LIFE

GUNGA GIN COGNAC'S POEMS

"I've never been to a place like this before."

"You'll get used to them, with me. Your education's just beginning!"

A new generation of bookworms.

The village soda clerk, an imitation of a tired business man.

Jane, one of Uncle Sam's crack revenue agents, was getting the low-down on the Fount of Knowledge.

"I got inside information before I left the office, Benson is head of the gang."

"They're going to make a dash for it tonight."

"Benson's going to meet them at Judd's Mill at eleven o'clock."

"You notify Headquarters and I'll watch the mill."

"I'm lookin' for bootleggers!"

"Oh, dearie! So are we!"

"I got eats!"

"I ain't skeered but I don't jest feel at home. Let's us move!"

"Not me! I ain't scared of nothin'. Wish somebody'd show me a ghost!"

"So you're on this job, too!"

"What happened at 'The Booklovers'? We left when you began to shoot."

"Well, I left, too. I got a hot tip to go somewhere else."

"That's Judd's Mill, their meeting place. I wish you'd watch."

"They're a desperate lot. Don't be reckless!"

"Gee! There's a girl that don't think I'm a boob!"

"I must keep this appointment, Amy. Trust me."

"I'll take you to a hotel tonight, we'll be married in the morning."

"Gosh! I thought it was a bootlegger!"

"I got to investigate, if they get me, Ham, don't let 'em escape!"

"Boy, I warn you!

"If anybody wants to escape, they don't get no back-talk from me!"

"Use your nose, hawss, us got to find Cactus!"

"You sure buried her deep!"

"MURDER!"

"Giddap, I tell you!"

"Rise up, hawss! You's a bloodhound, you ain't no setter!"

"He never could leave skirts alone, he's bringin' the girl with him."

"There's his horn now!"

"Follow us!"

"Benson was bringin' a girl with him, gosh! It must be Amy!"

"Where's Amy?"

"You're under arrest, Benson!"

"He can't marry you, he has a wife already. Ask these men!"

"Serves him right, the sneakin' coyote! Oughta make him drink his own likker!"

"Oh, father, can you forgive me? What a fool I've been!"

"You've covered yourself with glory!

"You get the reward, five thousand dollars!"

"And a job with Uncle Sam whenever you want it!"

"Zowie! Who's the boob now?"

"I've been so blind about Peter, he'll never forgive me!"

"Peter!"

"Peter, please don't go away!"