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The Crystal Palace loon has moments before it's never like this.

Tonight, an outlaw.

I want to know who they are and where they come from.

They tried to kill me.

Easy, easy. You all right, Buckley?

I just got shot at.

My fingerprints are all over at Dead Man's gun.

This vacation of ours is going to be more interesting than I thought.

Sheriff Jonathan Braille was mad.

We'd hit a bank in his town.

Harlan Pike.

Me, Wolfson Lucas.

William Pike.

I'm a man.

I'm a man.

I'm a man.

I'm a man.

What's the difference?

William Pike.

And Isaiah Eichardm music Michael James.

Filends on a

pipe embankers.

strings up.

taxi

collectors can't draw a

light pack or any

with the four of us, but now all bets were off.

The showdown was interrupted, however, by the Almighty,

who sent us all sailing into the 20th century.

And what a century it is.

But we weren't what you would call ordinary men,

so we dug in, tried to adapt,

and started a detection agency to put beams on the table,

and in the process ran head-on into Deputy Maggie Randall.

Things may be different this century,

but there's plenty of work to be done,

because one thing's bound to be true.

The bad arm brace will always count number the good.

Yes, sir, Mr. Desmond. Very good, sir.

Yes, sir, I'll tell you.

Thank you. Thank you very much, sir.

Gentlemen, that was Mr. Desmond.

Mr. Desmond wishes me to once again convey to all of you

his thanks for a job well done,

in which this trip to Las Vegas is a small gesture of his gratitude.

As Mr. Desmond's attorney,

I would also like to personally congratulate you

for your judicious and physical dispatching

of Mr. Desmond's antitrust problems

with the notorious Rockwell brothers.

Let's hope they're out of the hospital soon.

Now, as you know, Mr. Desmond has put me at your complete disposal

for this, uh, vacation in Las Vegas.

Anything you desire is yours.

I met your complete disposal.

Mr. Desmond hopes you have a wonderful time.

I hate these flying machines.

I'd rather be horse-wipped.

You know, it was your idea, John.

Hallness up this desert water hole here.

I just agreed to it, Harlan, same as you.

Why not we could have taken a train.

I mean, I used to love trains.

Yeah, especially if they had a payroll on them.

Exactly. Now, quit yapping at me, Harlan.

Who's yapping? I'm not yapping.

Do I yapping?

Both of you stop yapping or take it outside.

Gentlemen, gentlemen, please restrain yourselves.

Yes, gentlemen, please.

Can we possibly have some semblance of decorum?

What? Gentlemen, gentlemen, this tension will be eliminated

once we land.

Las Vegas is a very exciting city.

It's like no other city in the world.

It's... it's...

The most hot, damn dog-crazy bite of a whistle-stop litter

I have ever seen.

Precisely.

And to make you feel completely at home,

Mr. Desmond has another surprise.

What's that, son? Your horses.

What do you mean to your horses?

Your horses will have already arrived when we land.

Mr. Desmond is a businessman and believes in publicity and promotion.

Your exploits and his behalf have attracted a great deal of media attention.

It's all very positive and profitable.

This can only reflect well on Desmond Industries Incorporated.

Therefore, Mr. Desmond felt it couldn't hurt if you gentlemen made, uh...

Well...

An entrance?

Well, I'm not sure.

I'm just not afraid of this good side!

Come on, park and these things, son.

Just feed them and car around.

Better down real close.

Of course, if you're not underage,

you come in the saloon, they'll buy you a drink later.

Oh, hey, now you are all a champion,

and your bags will be in your rooms.

Keys, oh my god, like keys.

Oh, I'll finish a key.

Mr. Desmond has arranged for $1,000 a day in gambling credit

for each of you.

Cash money?

Uh-huh.

And Mr. Griswell, the owner of the casino,

wants to meet you.

I've got to find him.

I've got to find him.

I've got to find him.

I've got to find him.

I've got to find him.

I've got to find him.

OK, OK, I'll be right back on your old lord.

Gentlemen, please.

Do you see me a little music box once upon a time,

and I wound her up so tight she exploded.

Sort of reminds me of a little fellow there.

Uh-huh.

So, gentlemen, I don't have to tell you that I once

made a substantial living at this fine game of gambling.

I'm beginning to feel a familiar itch that must be scratched.

OK.

Well, you can scratch yourself, Rosie.

I got another one.

Remember, we're guests of this place.

Let's all take it easy.

Stay out of trouble.

Just like that.

Hey, man.

Oh, what is it?

What is it, John?

What do you got to do?

What do you got to do?

I'm going to find him.

I got to find him.

OK.

We'll see you later.

I got to find him.

I got to find him.

I got to find him.

So, let's go.

I'm going to look at him.

Oh, I got to find him.

Oh!

Hey, man.

Oh, what do you got to do?

I got to find him.

Don't you know what I got to do?

Oh, no.

How you man?

How you doing?

How are you? We're drinking that stuff son.

Here we stop.

Carlin, you recall a moment in time.

You and me? Oh, 1882, were there about?

Tombstone.

Sure does have that look, don't it?

That was a home day.

This is a home dinging nest.

Very good, will you?

Thanks, Sheriff.

Yes, Mr. Lucas?

What's that, Mr. Lucas?

Me by luck.

Luck?

A lot.

Listen, I'd like to join you in the seeing of gambling, but, you know, I've been up for each and all after, and I can't do that.

But luck?

I can make that lady look any way I want.

How's that, Mr. Lucas?

Engine ways.

Cajun do do.

Mr. Lucas, experienced man of sport like myself,

does not need any mumbo jumbo wish boning to interfere with his game.

You can excuse me.

mumbo jumbo.

Lucy.

Oh, my goodness, I'm gonna win with you.

Hey.

Hey, watch it, lady.

Hey, what do you think you're doing?

Anyway, he had damn near spilled my drink.

Stop.

Let me know.

Mr. You just can't use langers like that in front of a lady.

Now, you owe this young lady an apology.

Oh, you hear that, or me?

Yeah, I do.

I'm in debt up in my ear, and this guy's with owes some more.

Put it on my tab, cowboy.

Give me a job, but I'll unblaze this gentleman gets your drift.

Harlan, what are you doing?

I was just telling Mr. Griswell what a wonderful time you've been having.

Oh, please meet Mr. Griswell.

I trust this little episode was only a misunderstanding.

As owner of the casino, I view altercations with the greatest gravity.

Guess this episode was full of gravity.

I have an entire convention of hot air balloonists,

one of whom you just assaulted,

and I'd wake up for it.

Come on, Clyde, it's me, Harvey. Wake up, wake up.

Well, I'm real sorry, sir, and, uh, well, I should have known.

He seemed like he was full of hot air.

Very well, we'll consider the incident forgotten.

It's good to meet you, gentlemen.

Any friend of Gordon Desmond, his a friend of mine.

It's our pleasure.

Our pleasure.

My pleasure.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

But will you keep an eye on those boys?

I don't want any mayhem.

Yes, sir.

Oh, my.

Come on, Clyde.

Just get him from me.

You know me, darling.

I got you.

It's a little easy, huh?

What?

One step in the door and you clean up the road with some drunk.

Now, wait a minute, I'll say a heartland started that.

John, John, I was just trying to cool a man off and you know it.

Yes, sir.

He had to say we're off to a rousing bit of start.

Look!

Look at this!

My lord.

Gentlemen.

Oh, thank goodness.

You do not say this, a den of inequity.

As you can see, everything is in fine order.

There are five separate bedrooms and a room service will be bringing up Tabyar and Champagne.

Mr. Desmond has provided for everything.

If you need me, I'll just be down the hall.

Buckley.

What are you going to do?

Do.

Here in this year, Las Vegas.

Well, I, uh, I, I don't drink and I don't gamble.

And the sun is not very good on my skin.

Again, the desert affects my sinuses.

So I suppose I'll stay in my room.

Read a book.

A book?

As I said before, if you need me, just listen.

You get the, uh, the impression that old Buckley there is missed out on some of the more heart-thumping aspects of life.

Or did you get that idea?

Buckley, I really think you'd better get back over here.

Good for you, Buckley.

Just stand right there.

I would like to introduce you to, uh, Miss.

Anna, this is Marie.

And?

Lori.

Inga.

Kimberly.

And Kimberly.

There are escorts.

Escorts?

You mean pro...

Pro...

Pro...

Escorts will be fine, Buckley.

Another one of Mr. Desmond's treats.

Oh, my lord.

I've been trying to explain, Buckley.

In fact, ladies, on behalf of these gentlemen, add myself, we must decline your favors.

We must?

Must.

Ladies, we'd deeply appreciate it if you join us for cocktails and dinner.

Well, uh, yes, ma'am's a little wine and dine and that'd be just wonderful.

Let me get this straight.

All you want to do is socialize with us?

We'd be honored, ma'am.

Uh, ma'am, what are them tears for?

It's just been a long time since anyone has treated us with any respect.

It was a time when ladies like you got a lot of respect.

You don't understand.

We never wanted to become escorts.

What happened?

We were conned by Max.

Who's Max?

We'd better go.

If you ladies earned some kind of trouble, we'd be more than willing to assist you.

Anna, don't say another word.

You know what he'll do.

Well, wait a minute.

Wait a minute, ladies.

Miss Anna, please.

If there's anything we can do to assist, uh-uh.

We'll show you some kind of a trouble, but...

...the two terrified to say what?

Yeah, well, what are we supposed to do, Sheriff? Beat it out of them?

All right, to admit it, the bill's right.

Can't help a body when they turn down your offer of assistance.

I suppose not.

Let up on yourself, John.

Whatever happens is not going to change, but you fretting over it.

That's a good idea.

We're supposed to be on vacation.

Why don't we go down to the casino and stir up a little action?

I got it.

I got a lucky feeling.

Hi!

Hi!

Now, what in the name of Sanity are you doing, Mr. Lucas?

I got a niraphyl-host-pirid-all-conjurat.

Shoot the dice!

I will not roll the dice.

You're jumping around like a one-legged goony.

Throw the dice for fastness, sir.

Shoot him!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Ha!

Run on that!

Have it!

What is this?

Jack-a-lo-porn!

Don't touch!

The jack-a-lo-porn is to cross between the jack-bravage and analog!

Use it!

We'll send you a craze of those such animals.

A hoot!

Roll or pass, sir.

Ah!

Let's go!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

Ah!

500-bit.

Full.

Full.

Full.

500.

500-call.

Full, sir.

Three queens.

500-good Yankee dollars, John.

Gone.

Yeah, if one for bad luck, it wouldn't have any luck at all.

I come up with a couple of cowboys and then this gen over here, he shows up with three ladies.

Maybe you need some of Wolfson's magic there, Harlan.

I'm going to play.

I'm going to play.

I'm going to play.

I'm going to play.

I'm going to play.

I'm going to play.

Ah!

It ain't magic I need.

All I need is a fair shake.

Harlan?

Mr.

You've been marking cards, and I don't much like it.

I saw him do it to Harlan, but this ain't too stone.

Now, if you've got some iron, your son, I'd suggest you draw it.

Hold on, Mr.

Harlan.

I could tell you.

The same thing.

Come on, come on, let's go.

Come on, let's go.

What do you do, sir?

Let's do this one.

Let's do this one.

Here's one more.

Mm-mm.

If you want out, I got a job for you, too.

If you're lucky,

it'll be your last.

Mr. Pike, the man you drew on, was an notorious card shark and con man.

That is what I have been telling you.

We've turned him over to the gaming authorities.

I suppose we owe you an apology.

And I accept.

What happened?

Is everything all right?

The bellhop told me there'd been some kind of a problem.

You were going to keep an eye on these gentlemen, Mr. Buckley.

I, uh, I, I, Mr. Buckley, you are not wearing a tie.

I, uh, I didn't have time.

I came down here as soon as possible.

Oh, Buckley, you look kind of cute without a tie.

We'll just loosen up that little collar there,

put your pretty little hat on, and you look good.

Dapper.

Just relax, partner.

Everything's gonna be just fine.

Come on.

Now, come on, Buck.

You good with us, move.

See some of this entertainment here.

Make a new man out of you.

She know you.

Well, let's get into it and stop the John, huh?

Excellent idea.

With him, don't hesitate to charge right ahead.

You making line of me, I.

You want to see one of those shows, uh, with me?

Buckler, we're gonna take you to see the real live dance hole, girls.

We're gonna do some living, Buckley.

Stick with us.

We'll show you the time of your life.

There he is.

Hey, Bart.

I want to clean.

It's simple.

I never want any witnesses.

What about the girl?

I said I don't want any witnesses.

Okay, let's talk.

I've, uh, gotta make a phone call.

I'm gonna get a phone call.

Okay, let's talk.

I've, uh, gotta make a phone call.

No calls.

I've gotta check in with Max if I don't.

He'll get suspicious.

Look at that girl.

Hi, girl.

I got no phone call.

I got no phone call.

I got no phone call.

Look at that girl.

Hi, girl.

I got no clothes on.

The Crystal Palace Loon has moments before he's never like this.

Oh, look at that, William.

It's that nice.

Oh, my God.

Mm.

That son will look good.

Oh, my God.

Oh, look at that.

I feel like a Jack Burr and a two-year-old filly.

Very descriptible.

That's very true.

Ha-ha-ha.

I'm not burning damn and call me lucky.

I, I think I forgot to take a pill.

Sit out, Buckley.

You're supposed to keep an eye on us.

Yes, sir.

Keeps from wandering off.

How about one for the album, boys?

I can't see a damn thing.

Mr. Grail, uh, double.

Me?

Mr. Grail, it's me, Anna.

Do you remember me?

You said you would help us if we needed it.

Oh, sure.

What's up? Where are you?

I met the Tropicana, room 116 with Marie.

Mr. Grail, I think we're being set up.

I don't know what to do.

Well, you just hold tight, man. We'll be right there.

Come here.

I'm not a little thing, Anna.

Says he's in trouble.

She's asking for help this time.

Well, what are we waiting for?

Oh, my God.

Marie's dead, Harlow.

Yeah, so's this fella.

John, I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

I'm going to get you.

Marie's dead, Harlow.

We'll go around the other side of the building.

Let's go.

Hey, Max says no witnesses.

We got to find her.

She knows who we are.

Split up.

Oh, look. Don't do it, mister.

They tried to kill me.

They killed Marie.

It's easy, easy.

Morning, I'm wrapping fire, goodness.

It's a bad punishment.

Sir, sir.

Hold your fire.

Hold it.

Hold on.

Take it easy, boy.

We're here.

Tell us about this, Max, to folk character.

He's very bizarre.

He hates daylight, like a bat.

He's strange.

But he handled our every need and desire and...

It was just so unbelievable.

Well, you know the feeling.

But the auditions never came.

Soon we were entirely dependent on Max.

Threatened us if we tried to leave him.

And there was just no way to go home.

None of us ever had enough money, Max saw to that.

And that's when he made you work for him.

You all right, Buckley?

All right. Am I all right?

I just got shot at.

I almost got killed.

My fingerprints are all over it. Dead man's gun.

You know my nerves are shot.

Right now I think my asthma is starting again.

You're drinking a drink.

Buckley, I thought you told us that you never drank.

Well, I never shot up a street either.

Tasty, huh?

Ma'am?

Would you happen to know the name of the fellow Max had killed tonight?

Kramer. He's from Chicago.

He ran a network of girls there

and he was trying to take over Max's operation.

Very territorial, these pimps.

What could you possibly know about pimps, Buckley?

Oh, I defended one once.

They kill over territory.

If one of them can pull the other's girls away,

well, they can put them out of business.

So, uh, this fellow Max had you and Maurice set this Kramer up for the kill?

Max knew Marie and I wanted out. He had us all set up.

Dirk, he's the big gun for Max.

He would have killed me too.

But something went wrong with his gun and I managed to get away.

You just take it easy, Ma'am.

How's that ankle feeling any better?

Yes, Mr. Gray-all.

But please call me, Anna.

Well, that'd be my pleasure, Anna.

You return the favor, call me Jonathan.

Jonathan, you think this might be one of them situations we have to turn over to the law?

Oh, no, no, you can't do that.

They'll just borrow me.

I mean, I don't mind going to explain all this to Mr. Desmond.

They stopped fretting, Buckley. You ain't done nothing wrong.

Oh, no, that assassin out there thinks I killed his partner.

Well, now he's got a point.

The only person this Dirk saw was old Buckley here.

I'm a dead man.

It seems to me we got to find ourselves this here, uh, Max character.

Call him out.

You won't find him.

No one knows where he lives.

No one's actually seen him.

I mean, what he looks like.

And when he comes out, as I said before, he stays in the dark.

Oh, you make him mad enough. He'll come out all right.

It's even in broad daylight.

Are you proposing something, Mr. Gray-all?

I'm proposing.

Just a sticky word hurts.

The name of a man that he thinks is hurting already.

Gentlemen, we are going to establish the Vernon T. Buckley Escort Service.

Oh.

Oh.

On a full page advertisement you're daily.

Buckley's Escort Service.

Buckley, we take credit cards.

Credit cards?

Oh, my God.

Hey, sure, Mr. I mean, we'll take livestock if that's all they got.

Okay, hold on.

I've got two girls on the line, John.

And what's our rule call looking like?

Well, in my tally sheet, we got almost all the Max's girls.

Anna's coming over with him.

Can't be too careful.

Certainly girls. Come on over.

Yesterday I was a respected attorney. Today I'm a pimp.

Pimp with a hangover.

John, what do we do if somebody comes along, wants to hire one of our girls?

No.

Wilson?

I don't know.

I'll tell you what, playing pimp is one thing, but I don't cotton to actually go on and doing it.

Well, maybe this Max'll come out of his hole before that and we won't have to.

Good morning, gentlemen.

Hello, Anna.

May I present to you the former employees of Mr. Max to vote.

The rest are on their way.

Well, you ladies make yourself at home.

Now take me another look around this palace.

Anna, would you care to stroll with me around a hotel?

I'd love to, Jonathan.

All right, what do we do now? We wait.

Soon enough, Mr. Max to vote will discover that his operation has been taken over by one burning tea buckling.

And it is his move.

That'll be sick.

Hey, what's the new idea?

Nothing to speak of, John.

Except massive pain.

Excuse me, Jonathan, I'm going to go fresh enough.

Take a look at those hot air balloons, John.

Amazing, aren't they?

Must be those conventioneers.

Heated a glorious day.

John, I don't mean to pry, but...

Isaiah?

Every time you intend to pry, that's what you say.

Not what you think.

It isn't.

John, you know you tend to lose yourself in that moment every time you look at her.

She reminds me, Isaiah.

I mean, way back. Our time, way back.

There was this little town on the Black Hills.

Little mine in town called Halfbury.

I was working a claim there in the winter of 69.

I drove myself.

I come down with the color.

Well, Isaiah.

There wasn't a person in that town, man, a woman who'd go near a man down a color.

Except one.

I see.

She worked the camps all by herself.

Lived in little shack,

far alongside the old Red Lap district.

Anyways, she got me through that field.

And she left.

She left me that, just so I didn't starve to death.

Isaiah, I went looking for her.

As soon as I recovered, I went everywhere.

But she'd moved on.

I was trying to get it back.

I finally tracked it down to Billings, Montana.

Now, it's one day too late.

These two wranglers got to drinking themselves into our gunfight

and she got hit by a bullet.

Her name was Helen.

Helen, huh?

Yeah.

Never did repay her, but I kept it a long time.

So you figure that helping this way would girl

will kind of even up the score?

Maybe.

Bathered me a long time.

But John, Anna doesn't know anything about your debt.

What if she becomes, well, then hammered?

Well, then, Isaiah, this vacation of ours

is going to be more interested than our thought.

What in the hell happened to you?

She was married.

The number three contender to the heavyweight boxing crown.

John, I hope you boys find us some action real soon,

because any more of this fun and I ain't going to make it.

The police are asking questions.

They're looking for witnesses, Dirk.

If we're supposed to be any witnesses.

They said some trouble.

Nothing in that taxi wouldn't be here, I'm sure.

Who is he?

It's a guy who killed Laced.

He's trying to put me out of business.

There's nothing.

Can't even shoot straight.

Unless you got lucky with Laced.

You are the one who'll need luck if the heat comes down.

Now listen to me.

Something stinks here.

It's too simple.

Whatever this man is, I want him eliminated.

And I want the gun.

You called Mr. Buckley.

And set up a meeting tonight.

I think you look just fine, Bill.

I'm not sure.

Down right, respectable.

Thank you.

I don't know if this is going to work, Harlan.

Look, the time anybody gets close enough to notice won't even matter.

I object to Billie being me.

How will that make two of us?

Listen, the phony boys set this up thinking they was dealing with only one person.

We don't want to tip them off to anything different.

But this Max character is after me. Why can't I be out there?

Since when did you get so spunky, Buckley?

I don't know. It's open so exciting, really.

Well, we can appreciate what you're saying, Buckley.

But the best place for you to be is out of the line of fire.

You stay here, partner. Look after the little lady.

I mean, I'm not going either.

That's the general idea.

Okay, you all send stuff, boys? Yep.

See you, Anna? A little later.

Don't.

You wouldn't, uh, happen to have a car, would you?

So this is the meeting spot?

That's what they told Buckley on the phone.

Place is bad, Madison.

I wouldn't be at bad time for one of your good luck charms, Wilson.

Listen, I say, you keep making fun of the spiritual.

You're going to be up to your eyeballs in bad luck.

Shh.

Boys, we got company.

It's no one easy, Billy.

Gentlemen, we're going to trap ourselves a skunk.

Come on, Wolf.

Watch yourself, Bill.

I don't see him.

Right here.

I don't see him.

Buckley!

Buckley!

They're the one and only.

Oh, Max didn't figure you for such a fool coming along.

But I did.

I knew you was a zero Buckley.

A real ringer.

I mean, you can't even shoot.

But I can.

Grew up the hard way, boys.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You're wrong on all counts, partner.

I can shoot.

I ain't Buckley.

And I ain't alone.

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh!

Oh, oh, oh!

Oh!

Oh, oh, oh!

No, no, no, no, Wolf ain't worth it.

Buckley!

He's got her.

So fast.

He had a gun.

What could I do?

Well, he didn't kill you, Buckley.

You know what he said to me before he hit me?

The... the curtain.

He said I wasn't worth killing.

I'm worth killing.

Aren't I worth killing?

At the moment, Buckley, I wouldn't push my luck.

I know.

I should have stayed in the room with Anna like you told me.

She's got caught up in all the excitement.

Vernon T. Buckley, adventurer.

Ah, sure, Buckley.

Now, John, it would appear that we've been outfoxed by this skunk.

Well, we'd better find out where this skunk is hit out before he kills Anna.

There's a deputy Randall's checking with all the police agencies around the country

to try to get some kind of information about this Defoe, but so far, not her.

You know, I got to hunch that this Defoe is just as curious about us as we are about him.

And Jonathan, if that's true, you may not want to get rid of Anna until she's told them who we are.

I hope that's Wolf and Billy.

Buckley's Escort Service.

What the hell is going on here? You can't run an Escort Service out of my hotel.

Oh, come on, Agrizwell.

You thought you'd.

Maniacs, you have broken every house rule that I've got.

Gordon Desmond's going to hear about this, and it's going to be your job, Buckley.

Oh, shut up, Drizwell.

You don't know what you're talking about.

There's a girl out there in big trouble, and we got to find her. So just...

pipe down.

Hey, Billy.

Well, we turned that there car left behind, inside out.

Didn't find nothing that could lead us to this here, Max, fella.

Well, I found this stuck inside wall of the tire.

Cactus pipe?

Yes, a nasty little cactus called Choya.

Watch it, watch it, it'll bite you.

I ought to know, my horse buck may offer someone.

What good's that going to do, us Wilson?

Like I tried to tell you, hothead, if we can find out where this stuff froze, it might lead us to some.

Might give us a clue.

Did you say Choya?

There's a... a Choya Canyon just outside of town.

What's up there?

There's one big house up there, but it's a weird place.

The sun hardly ever gets in there. It's always dark.

That's the place, all right?

Recognize some of them fellows from last night.

Yeah, never forget an ugly face.

Yeah, old Defoe. He's got his guard up, all right.

Those boys, they don't want to be stung twice.

You know, we've got to get in there.

He's going to kill Anna. She's a witness to a murder.

You better come up with something pretty funny.

Be quick about it.

Well, that's it. You're the one who always talking tactics.

What do you say?

This is better.

I mean, these government can see us coming for half a mile or more.

Now, what are we going to do? Drop in out of the sky.

Well, that's it, exactly, Mr. Graell.

I think we'd better find Buckley.

I want to know who they are,

and where they come from.

Are they federal agents?

The syndicate?

Well, perhaps like Quaymer, they just want to take over my territory.

I told you before, they're just men.

Good, decent, honest men.

Tell me who they are, or you will never see daylight again.

I don't work for you anymore. I'm not telling you anything.

Dirk, I'm very tired of this one.

I don't want to look at her anymore.

I just have it over with.

Get away from me, leave me alone!

Bring it!

Drop it!

Let's go!

Hey, look at this.

My heart air balloons.

Some kind of convention in Vegas.

John, some gunmen are looking up.

Otherwise, we could be in some serious trouble here.

We're going to go soon enough, huh?

How you doing, Buck?

Worse.

John, I still don't understand how you talked a balloon convention fly over here.

Hey, all about later, Wilson. Time to sit up.

So let's do it.

Hey, man.

No, it isn't.

It's all the way to the hill.

Hey!

Let's throw him in! Leave me alone!

You hold it, mister.

All right, John.

Okay, huh?

Where's Buckley?

I should have killed you before.

You're not going to humiliate me.

Whoever you are.

No, I'll just shoot at you instead.

Hey!

Easy boy.

Don't move a muscle.

Come on, get out.

Come on, Lord.

I'm not one. My first fist fight, and it's with a woman.

I don't know how I can ever thank you.

Well, now, ma'am, it weren't nothing.

Listen, there's just one more thing.

What is it?

Oh, it's kind of a debt repaid.

I'd really like you to keep it.

I was going to put it on a chain, but it's too heavy.

Now, you want to hear the good news?

Little old Buckley's going to fly you home in Desmond's jet all the way back home.

John, I still don't understand where you got all them damn balloons.

You remember the big fat old drunk who bumped into the lady in the casino?

Yeah.

He just happened to be president of the Hot Air Balloon Association.

It was all very simple.

We just told him that Buckley, he was the little old lady's lawyer.

We all came to terms.

Well, you have come a real long way, Vernon, and we are very proud of you.

Vernon?

May I call you Vernon?

Sure.

No problem.

Griswell?

No problem?

Good.

You ever think of working in Vegas, Vernon?

Well, I guess that sums up our little old vacation, don't it?

Who's that?

Hi, uh, the photo girl down at the casino asked me to drop this off.

For us?

Mm-hmm.

Thanks.

What you got there, Bill?

Well, now, we have got ourselves a memento of what, uh, whirl-y and classy buckaroos we are.

Erm.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

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