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(dramatic music)

(crowd chattering)

- There's no use talking.

We've lost everything and that's all there is to it.

- Oh, dad, everything's going to be all-

- How can it be all right

when we haven't a dollar in the world

and in our time of life.

- Well, I'll try and get a job

and that'll help a little.

- Them dad-darn scallywags ain't gonna get away

with my money.

- Oh, you'll get your money, Jack.

- You're dead-blame right I'll get my money

and with this.

- I told you not to put your money in that bank.

That man always looked suspicious to me.

- But there ain't no use getting so pissed mad about it.

We got a little money left out at-

- The ranch?

You mean, I've got money out of the ranch.

I raised those pigs.

You wanted to raise cows, well you still got the cows.

I raised the pigs.

They're my pigs.

(crowd chattering)

- Hey, what's all the excitement, partner?

- John Weston just killed himself a little while ago.

Coroner's up there with him now.

(crowd chattering)

- Well doc?

- Clear case of suicide.

- Powder marks?

- Every indication.

- I wonder what could have caused him

to do a thing like this.

- That's the question.

Why do bank presidents usually kill themselves?

- What are you driving at, Adams?

- I was just wondering if the money we entrusted

to John Weston would be safe.

- Wait a minute, wait a minute.

Arguments ain't gonna get us no place.

Mr. Carter?

- Sheriff.

- I'm afraid something like this (indistinct) money.

- That man Carter.

- Maybe against some of the loans he was making,

so he wouldn't.

- Well, nevermind.

We'll get the five minutes later.

- Landers here can bear me out from what I say.

- Yes, that's right Sheriff.

- And you think the bank is in a bad shape?

- I'm afraid so.

Course we won't know until the bank examiner gets here

from the county seat.

I'll send for him right away.

In the meantime that vault must stay locked.

- Well, I'm telling you that when that vault is open,

everything will be all right.

In the meantime,

I intend to maintain my office downstairs in the bank.

(crowd chattering)

- Why did he ever do it Winters?

- I don't know.

- I'll tell you why.

'Cause he robbed us and he was too coward to face us.

He was a swindler and a thief.

- Well, nobody but a young valley coyote

will talk that way about a dead man.

- You ain't referring to me as a coyote, are you?

- Well, if the suit fits you, I will call you that.

- (indistinct) you old scary dog.

- Wait a minute,

you can't talk to an old man like that.

- Who are you butting in on these?

- Who I am don't count.

But I'm endorsing what the gentleman just said about you.

And I imagine that only a coyote would pick a fight

with a man as old as he is.

- Stay back.

Come on, stay back and let them fight.

- Are you all right dad?

- Yes, I'm all right.

(crowd shouting)

- Looks like a job for you sheriff.

- No he looks like he's handling it all right.

This pal has been getting too tough around here lately.

He needs to take him down.

- Look out, look out. (women screaming)

- Go away.

Go away boys.

That's it.

Now come on.

Get up from there.

Come on.

Come here.

Easy now.

You're gonna apologize.

- I'm gonna what?

- I said you was gonna apologize.

- Apologize?

I will not.

- You won't, huh?

Come on, let's go for a walk.

Come on, get going.

Come on, boys.

Both of you.

[Woman] Where is he taking him?

What's he gonna do?

- All right, hold it.

That'll do.

Turn around.

Hold it.

Easy.

Take it easy.

(water splasl_1es) (crowd gasping)

Are you gonna apologize or not.

- No.

- You're not, huh?

All right, grab a hold of him.

- What for - Put his head

- in that six footer.

Put him in.

Come on, get ahold of him.

Get ahold of him.

Put his head under there.

Come on._ (crowd laughing)

Get him under there.

Tuck him under there.

- Say, sheriff you ain't gonna let that fella

get away with it, are you?

- Friend of yours?

- No.

No, but I don't think it's a good thing for the town.

(crowd laughing)

- You gonna apologize or not?

- No, I'm not.

- Oh, you won't, huh?

Put him under again boys.

I said under this time.

Tuck him in there.

(crowd laughing)

- Wait a minute.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

- Hold on.

That's it.

Keep him there.

(crowd laughing)

Well?

- All right.

I'll apologize.

- All right, can I see you do it.

(crowd laughing)

I I---

I apologize.

(crowd laughing)

- I accept.

- [Townsman] He apologized.

- All right boys, get out.

Get out.

(laughing)

- I just wanna thank you for taking my father's part.

- I was...

- I'm sure your father would llke also well

to talk to you.

- All right.

- That was a neat job you did young man.

(indistinct) sure appreciate.

It's bullies like this Burl Adams here

has made this town of mighty tough place to live in.

- Well, that was nothing.

No (indistinct) - I'm obliged to it.

Bye Ms. Ruth. - Goodbye.

- Cal I wanna thank you.

- Thank me?

For what?

You were always a friend of John Weston.

Wasn't you?

- You're darn tooting I was.

- Well, that's good enough for me.

(Jud Winters laughing)

Say, you got any where we can talk privately?

- I've got an office.

- Boss listen.

We couldn't help it.

He made us do it.

- That's the last thing in the world I'd do.

You know that?

- That's the last thing in the world you'd do.

- Yes sir.

- He wasn't tore, wasn't he?

- Oh, not much he wasn't.

He just mad.

- Make yourself comfortable Cal.

- Thanks.

- Have a cigar?

- No thanks, I never smoked one.

- Well, what you got on your mind?

- Mr. Winters, right now you two people are the only ones

in town that know who I really am.

It's very important that I keep my identity a secret.

My father didn't kill himself.

He was murdered.

And whoever did it made one big mistake.

He planted the gun in the wrong hand.

My father was left handed.

A left lefthanded man wouldn't carry a gun

in his right hand, would he?

- You're right Cal.

And I never thought of it.

It surely slipped up that time.

- Do you know of any enemies my father

might have had Mr. Winters?

- No. None that I can point

my finger at right now.

There were a number of threats flying around town

about six months ago.

When your daddy and I started to organize

the vigilantes committee.

- Oh. - And Some of them

would give a heap to know where we hold our meetings.

- I bet they would.

Say, do you suppose we could get their help

in case we needed them.

- Darn tooting right, you're good.

Say, I'll introduce you to some of them.

While you're staying over to our house.

- Well now, listen, I don't wanna put you people

through that kind of trouble.

I just want to stay at the hotel while I'm here.

- Don't argue with me.

It's no trouble at all.

You're gonna stay over to our to our house.

(gunshots) (People screaming)

- That's right (indistinct)

- Who's those hombres?

- That's only the Hawks boys.

They're two of the toughest hombres in this section.

Anytime you find any trouble

you'll find the Hawks boys in the middle of it.

- I said (indistinct) it, don't sulk it.

- I think they're better watching.

- Perhaps.

- Say, I was just thinking.

I might find a clue among dad's personal effects.

I think I'll come down tonight and look things over.

- Good idea.

(door opens)

(man snarling)

(man panting)

(glass crashing)

(chair smacking)

(gunshot)

(men panting)

(wood pounding)

- Come on out the window.

(feet clunking)

(gunshots)

(horses galloping)

(gunshot)

(horses galloping)

(feet clanking)

(door knocking)

- Cal what's the matter?

Oh, you've been hurt.

- There's another thing Ruth.

This is not- - Daddy Cal's been wounded.

- Wounded

- Oh it's all right.

Told her it wasn't anything to it, just been nicked.

- All right Cal, just come down here and sit down.

That's all.

- Bullet just touched the-

- That's all right.

Sit down here and let me look at it.

That's all. - Look, look it's all right.

Now you run into the kitchen and get a basin of hot water

and a towel.

Telephone Dr. Crandall to come over here and take a look.

(horses galloping)

- They're late, but they got here.

- I told you there was need to worry.

- Hi boss.

- Well, how about it?

- We got what you wanted.

- Yes, but we've got to be careful.

There's somebody else interested

in Weston's personal belongings.

- Somebody else?

- You said it.

- Sit down.

I'd like to hear about that.

- Well, I went up to dad's room and I found the door open,

A couple of hombres in there, plundering the place.

I tied into 'em and, well, it kind of looks

like I came out second best.

- Have you got any idea who they were?

- No, it was too dark.

I got a pretty good idea.

Looks to me like it is an inside job.

- He busted a couple of camps at us

just as we was leaving town.

- Well you should have plugged him.

- I tried to do, but I was in too much of a hurry.

We had to get out of town.

- Well, there's one thing certain.

If he was after any of Weston's papers,

he's sure out of luck,

'cause boy, we got 'em all.

- For sure then.

Remember it only takes that one piece of paper

to put a news around all our necks.

- Say, that's the hombre that dunked me in the water draw.

- What's that signature there?

- To dad from Cal.

Weston never said anything to me about having a son.

If that's your midnight trouter,

it seems he knows something,

- Say, look here Carter.

It's up to us to make the first move.

- I'll handle this on my own way.

I'll plug the hombre as safer than the live one.

- And a hanged man is safer still.

- You'll be all right in a day or two young man.

- Thanks a lot, doc.

- Good night. - Good night.

- Good night Ms. Ruth.

- Good night doc.

- Hey doc, you should better tell the boys to meet

at the bank about seven o'clock.

- Well, all right Jud,

I'll do that.

- All right. - Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

- Listen you fellas what you were expecting

is due in here early tomorrow morning.

Now, if something should happen to him...

- It'll be hard to start all over.

- I'm sure we'll find everything all right, John.

Surely that bank examiner, it'll be finished through.

- Anything else you'd like me to get for you?

- Well sir, how about those other ledgers?

(feet clopping)

- I believe these are the ones.

- Yes, thanks.

- What's the matter?

- Well, I didn't wanna tell you.

That job I figured on time

they're gonna get it.

- Business don't seem to be so hot lately.

- No, since the bank closed used to be a difference.

- Well, I always thought old John was right on us.

- Oh you did?

- Yeah.

- Honest John Weston.

He was a dirty crook

- You said it.

I ain't gotta dime left.

- Don't kid me you (indistinct)

- Why? You don't think about him-

- (indistinct) hombres mourn.

They wouldn't talk that way if John Weston was alive.

- I'd say they wouldn't.

- No?

Well you two fellows seem to be pretty healthy.

Maybe one of you would like to take his place.

(whip clacki_ng) - What do you saying Tuck?

- Not now.

We ain't had our lunch yet.

- I'm telling you, John Weston was a dirty crook.

- That's what you said.

- Too bad he didn't leave a son or something.

Maybe we could have had the pleasure of stringing him up.

- Well old John ain't been crooked yet.

And ain't no sense trying to peel the hide of a dead man.

- Well you all find him right.

Come on, let's go to the bank.

(crowd chattering)

- Don't worry Cal.

I know everything's gonna be all right.

- Sure it is honey.

- Wait a minute.

- That examiner will be through pretty soon though.

- I wonder what can be keeping dad?

- I don't know. Maybe...

- Maybe I'd better go find out.

- All right, hurry him up, will you?

- All right.

- Are you certain?

- Just right.

Just a minute.

- We've heard of how you think you're plenty tough.

- We reckon you never heard of us?

- Nope, I can't say as I have.

- Well, we are those hell popping hop boy.

- I'm Nip.

- And I'm Tuck.

- And we just naturally eat tough guys.

. YEP-

Well, in that case,

you ain't gonna find me at tall appetizing.

'Cause I'm meek as a lamb.

Sometimes.

- Well that's all we wanted to find out.

- Got anything else on your mind Tuck?

- Not a thing.

- Say, I'm sorry to keep you waiting Cal.

I didn't know it was so late.

- Well that's all right Mr. Winters.

- I guess you and Ruthie made good use of the time.

Didn't you?

- Uaughing) Well, I...

- I think we better be getting over to the bank.

(Jud Winters laughing)

(Nip spits)

(crowd chattering)

- Mr. Winters, when are we going to get our money.

- My dear Mrs. Snodgrass we must all be patient.

The bank examiner was in there now going over the books.

Just as soon as his report is ready, we-

- There is Mr. Carter now, huh?

- Yeah.

- Friends the bank examiner has just finished

a preliminary survey of the bank's books.

There is only one word that expresses it.

- That is?

- This bank has been looted.

- Looted.

Why me?

- Not only have you good people lost all your money.

I have lost most of my personal fortune as well.

- Was the dirty crook.

What he's done with our money?

(crowd chattering)

- Folks.

Dead man can't talk.

But there's a man here that can talk for him.

- Well who? - Oh yeah?

- [Townsman] Who?

- Maybe John Weston son can tell us something about this.

- [Crowd] John Weston son?

How do you know he has a son.

Where is he?

- That's him.

- Is that right?

Are you John Weston son?

- Well yes, but I don't know anything about your money.

- And why did you come sneaking in here

without telling anybody who you are?

(crowd chattering)

- Wait a minute?

What the hell are you talking about?

- Let me tell you about the argument's about sheriff.

This is John Weston son.

He was helping that thieving of his father

to wreck the bank.

I would swear out a warrant for his arrest.

(crowd chattering)

- Wait a minute.

Wait a minute there.

- Hey, we'll help you sheriff.

We'll take care of this hombre.

- You can't do anything to this man.

He's done nothing wrong.

(crowd chattering)

- [Townsman] Come on, toss that horse under there.

- [Townsman] I'm gonna get my horse.

- [Sheriff] Boys get the horses.

- Carter they got the wrong man.

- Why doesn't he make some explanation then?

- [Townsman] Hurry, come on.

- [Townsman] All right, let's get going men.

- [Townsman] Take him on boys.

Let's chain him up.

- Please can't we do something.

(indistinct) murder.

He's done nothing wrong.

- Come on.

(crowd chattering)

(footsteps clanging)

- Ruthie.

Go on up and change your clothes and hurry.

- All right daddy.

- John. - Yeah.

- Get word to the boys to go to the meeting place

just as soon as they can.

(footsteps clanging)

(horses galloping)

(train engine roaring)

- We'll have to wait till the train get by boys.

(train engine roaring)

- That train is blowing it Jack boy.

(horse galloping)

- Stop him.

(train horn honking) (train engine roaring)

- He'll never make it.

(train engine roaring) (train horn honking)

- He made the (indistinct) all right,

but he can't get away.

We'll get him.

(train engine roaring)

(horse galloping)

- Untie Tarzan.

Untie. That's it.

Untie.

(horses galloping)

Good boy.

Hold it boy, hold it.

Here, here.

Here, untie boy.

Here. Tarzan here.

Pick it up.

Pick it up.

(horses galloping)

Pick it up. Once more.

Pick it up. Pick it up.

Pick it up.

Pick it up boy.

Pick it up. That's it.

Good boy.

(horses galloping)

- Hey, fellas.

Here's his ropes.

He must have slipped out of 'em, in some way.

- How do you suppose he'd done that?

- I told you when you tied that hombre up, he was tricky.

- Well it don't make any difference

whether he's tricky or not.

We gotta find him.

- And just what are you gonna do then?

- He can't be far away.

- Well, I ain't wasting no more time.

I'm heading back to town.

How about you Nip?

- (indistinct) exactly.

(horse galloping)

- Well, they can go back to town if they want to,

but we're gonna keep on looking for him until we find him.

- [Townsman] And I'm with you chief.

- [Townsman] Me too.

- Well, where are we gonna start sheriff?

- Let's ride out the canyon over there.

- All right.

(horses galloping)

(horse galloping)

(horses galloping)

- Tarzan old boy, we'll just well hide out here

and get a little rest, huh?

(horse galloping)

Tarzan old boy will you stand guard

while I look this place over, huh?

(wood clacking)

- Water.

- Take it easy old man.

Here.

Here, drink that.

- We seem to be the first one here.

- Yeah.

- What's this meeting all about, anyhow?

- I don't know.

- He said to get the bunch together just as soon as we could

and meet here.

(horse neighing)

(horse foot clopping)

- That's that horse of mine, Tarzan.

There's something wrong or wouldn't act like that.

(horse foot clopping)

I'll take a look.

- Well, look like we're a little early.

I guess the rest of the boys will be (indistinct) directly.

- Go on in Ed.

Take up a (indistinct) take a look at it.

All right, John.

- Come on.

- Who is it?

- I don't know, but I'm not taking any chances.

- Come on, we better hide now.

Take it easy.

You think you can make it.

(indistinct)

- Well, it's been a long time since we've had

one of these meetings.

- I can't make it any further.

- All right old man.

I'll have to lay down here then.

Easy.

Right there.

- It looks like (indistinct)

- Someone's coming.

- Hello boys.

- Howdy.

- All right, see you all got here.

- Yes.

- Get down here make yourself at home won't be long.

Need anything the Hawks boys?

- No, we ought to be here pretty soon I reckon.

- I'll find out who that is.

All right? - All right.

- Boys, we've all got a chance to help our old partner

and friend, John Weston.

Do you remember how he helped you rebuild your house

when it was burned down?

- I sure do.

- And you, when he helped you restock your ranch after

that (indistinct)

- Darn right I do.

- His son is here and in trouble

and we've got to get behind him lock, stock and barrel.

Mentally, physically and financially.

- Well, you can count on me.

- [Hawk Boys] Right here too

- [Hawk Boys] Us too.

- That's right boys.

Now, I'm gonna tell you John Weston did not commit suicide,

he was murdered.

- Well how do you figure that?

- They planted the gun in his right hand

and we all know that John was left-handed.

How about it doc?

- That's correct.

My preliminary examination was superficial.

It looked like suicide, but it's an established fact,

that no left-handed man could shoot himself

in the right hand.

- Does his boy know about this?

- Cal was the one that discovered it.

- That's why he took that running chance ahead of the train.

- But that don't explain why Adam's swore off the warrant.

- No, and getting the whole town excited.

- I believe that Adams and his gang are behind

the whole thing.

- Cal could probably tell us more about it.

- Where are we gonna find him?

That Palomino of his is the fastest thing on four feet?

- Oh you said it.

He's probably in the next County seat by this time.

- Oh, not that far.

- Well, Cal!

. Cal!

- There's a wounded man back there

will you take care of him?

- Sure.

- How are you.

- Say, I'm glad to see you boy.

- I'm glad to see you.

- (indistinct) is a better time either.

- We figured you might be needing these two.

- Boys.

- Who are you.

(thunder rumbling)

- Everything is working out fine Cal.

Those hombres are all in the saloon playing poker.

- That's fine.

You better go back to keep your eye on them.

I won't be long.

- Right.

- I wish they'd keep that door shut.

- Oh honey that's all right.

You figure on...

Fool.

Can you imagine throwing water all over me?

When do we get our drinks.

- Well I guess you boys know want to do.

- Let's go Tuck.

- Hey bring us a bottle.

- Reckon we all be (indistinct) Cal?

- Yes you have boys.

Be careful now, will you?

- All right.

- Say Cal, just what have you got on your mind?

- (laughing) I guess_ you have been wondering

what it's all about.

- Yeah.

- Go on inside and I'll explain.

- Would be glad to hear that.

(crowd chattering)

- Hi honey.

- (indistinct) let's get out of here.

- All right.

- Open game?

- Not as far as your concern.

- Let him speak for himself.

- How are you feeling?

- Thanks, I'll make it all right.

- Take a look at that.

(thunder rumbling)

- Well, I hope you can get away with it.

- Get away with it?

I know we will. We'll make it work.

Sheriff could you give us 10 minutes

before you do anything?

- We'll be there right on the dot.

- Fine.

Get going'?

- I'm ready if you are.

- All right, go ahead then.

(foot clanging)

- Sit down and rest a little.

- No, don't worry about me.

(wind whooshing)

(thunder rumbling)

- What time is it?

- 7:30.

- Oh, this is the longest night I've ever seen.

- Come on you got the ace and spade, bet it up.

- I am not betting.

(thunder rumbling)

(stone clunking)

(thunder rumbling)

- What's that?

(crowd chattering)

(Tuck whistles)

- What's the matter?

- Get in here, follow this.

I know who murdered my father

and at eight o'clock I'm coming in to get him,

signed Cal Weston.

- What do you think of that?

- Well he is talking crazy.

Everybody here in town knows

old man Weston killed himself.

- Well he seems to have different ideas

judging from this.

- Well, I reckon if he does come in here tonight,

he'd run into a real neck tie party.

How about it boys?

- Well, not for me.

(crowd chattering)

(thunder rumbling)

- All right, you're (indistinct)

What do you gonna bet?

- Well, I'm gonna check in.

- What's the matter?

- Well I got a wife and kid.

It's gonna be a shooting around here.

- Hey Jack, do you wanna go?

- I think it's a good time to get out before...

- Hold on you promised you're not gonna fuck up the game-

- We're going.

(thunder rumbling)

- Come on, pick up.

Keep your heads.

- Man, I'd sure hate to be that fellow

that's mentioned in that note.

Wow.

You know, he's just as good as planted right now.

Bartender bring me another drink.

- You know, I hear that this guy, Cal is sure a one shot.

Well they tell me he can plug a dime at 50 yards.

- Well, ain't no doubt about it.

I've heard that he's got several notches on both his gun.

- Come on. - Come on, snap out of it.

What's the matter with you?

(wind whooshing)

(thunder rumbling)

- Hello there Winters.

- Hey John.

- Lets have a drink.

- All right, I would be able.

(wind whooshing)

- It's gonna start popping.

- Boy who said so.

- Think we better have a little music for the occasion.

- Do that.

- Hey Tuck. - Yeah.

(piano playing)

- Snap out of it.

If you tip (indistinct) in, I'll put a bullet in you myself.

- The clock.

Look at the clock.

- Never mind the clock.

- Will you quit playing that thing.

- Sure, I'll stop it.

I'll play something else.

(piano playing)

- Give me another drink.

- Hi Adam.

Man you're sure getting spooky.

Were you ever plugged by a bullet-

- Plugged.

- Wait a minute.

I didn't mean to ride yet.

I just asked you a question.

Boy, you know it's sure the darn funniest sensation.

I got shot once, myself right through the (indistinct)

Look, I'll show you.

- I don't wanna see it

- Well it don't hurt much when it goes in.

Boy but when it comes out...

- Shut up.

(sighing)

- What's the matter with you, Adam?

You're all sweaty.

Bartender give Adam the drink.

- Never mind.

I'll buy my own drinks.

- Oh well, all right.

See hombre, it's almost eight o'clock.

(thunder rumbling)

The way you act anything could show you was the hombre

he was looking for.

Well, of course I know you ain't

Boy it won't be long now.

One minute to 8:00.

(thunder rumbling)

- What's the matter?

This the most unsociable party I ever saw.

Hello Mr. Winters.

Having a good time?

(thunder rumbling)

(gunshot)

(thunder rumbling)

(gunshots)

(thunder rumbling)

- Drop it, drop it, drop it.

Drop it. (gunshot)

- Hold it.

- Hold it.

' [Hawk boys] Drop it.

- Easy there.

Take his smoke whacking barkeep.

- Adam you fell in that little trap of mine, didn't you?

- You ain't got nothing on me.

- No, but I will have.

That's the hombre who shot you?

- That's the man all right.

His name is Adams, isn't it?

- Yeah.

- What reason did he have for doing it?

- I take it, he didn't want me to get here.

I'm the bank examiner from the county seat.

- The other one was a fake, huh?

- Of course he was.

- Who else was in with you on the deal?

- Suppose you try to make me tell you.

- I said, who else was in with you on this deal?

The last time I'm asking you who was it.

Come on. - Don't shoot, I'll talk.

It was...

(gunshots)

(thunder rumbling)

(men screaming)

(gunshot)

- Come on boys.

Close the door.

You want the whole town to see it?

Who's the hat?

Come on now.

50, 000 in this safe and we wanna get in.

- Perhaps we should have come for it before this.

- Sam, go 3, 5, 27 and 22 and keep it.

- Got everything.

Let's get out of here.

Come on.

- Just a moment.

Put that money down.

- Don't be silly girl that gun isn't loaded.

(crowd chattering)

(thunder rumbling)

(feet clunking)

- What's up Mark?

(gunshots)

(door knocking)

- Keep him covered sheriff.

I'll go with you two.

Come on boys get them out of here.

Come on, get them out of here.

- Come on.

- Come on you, get in here.

Come on, sit down.

Sit right down.

Now you're gonna write me a confession.

(door knocks)

- Stop it.

Snake's about to bite you Cal.

- Come here.

Now unlock that safe.

Get going, come on.

All right, hurry it up, will you?

Can't you hurry.

Come on, open that safe.

Hurry.

(safe opens)

- Come on, get out of here.

Come on.

- LS that it?

Come on there.

It's all right.

Everything will be all right, huh?

Come on, daddy's here.

- Carry on.

(crowd chattering)

- [Townswoman] Are you sure that you've got

enough money to pay me?

(man laughing)

- Madam if you please just be a little patient

we'll open up here in just a few minutes

and you'll get every cent that you entrusted father back.

- [Townswoman] Well, I'm glad to hear that.

- [John] I told you we'll get the money.

- John.

(Jud Winters laughing)

Never mind you'll put the money in the bank,

but I'll take it out.

(man laughing)

John will you keep quiet..

I told you Jack's gonna get your money.

(crowd chattering)

Well be satisfied.

- [Townsman] I don't believe that folks.

- [Townsman] That's Right.

- [Townsman] I don't think I'll take my money out of here.

- [Townsman] Well if You don't I won't take mine.

Let's think it over.

- [Townsman] I told you we'll get all our money back.

(crowd chatters)

- Mr. Winters, I decided to put the money back in the bank.

- That's a very good idea. - But darling

- And I decided to put it back

in my own name.

- Oh but-

- John you heard me.

- I think it's a very good idea.

I have no trouble at all.

- (indistinct) to put my money back in the bank.

- That's right.

- I guess everything went well and fine, is it?

-_(laughing) I told y_ou things would be all rlght,

if they gave us time.

- I told mother would you stick that in, will you?

- Gee, I don't know much about banking.

I'm sure gonna need a lot of help.

- I could totally be your secretary.

No.

- [Townsman] Say, how about my money.

- Yes, ma'am right away.

- I don't wanna draw any out.

I wanna put this back in.

- Well that's fine.

Yes ma'am.