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tah-tch.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Go! Get!

Allez oop! Allez oop!

Nice little place you got here.

Kind of lonesome, but it's nice just the same.

Yeah. I got me this place rent-free.

Government couldn't give it away!

How's that?

On account of it's haunted.

Oh, I ain't afraid of no ghost.

That's good, because they're liable

to come wafting in and out of here any old time.

You actually, uh...

I mean, you've seen them wafting?

Yeah, I've seen them wafting.

But you don't got to fret yourself none.

All I do is sing my ghost song

and they scat...

Like a scalded dog.

How does that song go

j-just in case I need it?

Goes like this here.

� Old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� the old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� the old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� that hung 50 years on that whitewashed wall �

� it was grimy and gray and covered with Gore �

� like the souls of the sinners who'd passed before �

� old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� the old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� at twelve o'clock, near the hour of one �

� a figure appears that'll strike you dumb �

� he grabs your hair by the skin of your head �

� grasps you fast till you are dead �

� old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� the old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

hey! Where you going?

You got to teach me that song!

I don't know that song. You got to teach it to me.

You seen that fellow who was here?

That fellow with the, uh...Hey!

You got to teach me that song!

Look behind you!

Aah!

Folks, you have been very kind and receptive

to our little presentation here today.

Just on account of that,

we've got a special surprise in store for you all.

We don't usually like to bring her forth

in front of so many folks

on account of her terrible shyness.

Now, if you folks don't mind bunching up a bit there,

she needs plenty of room for this act.

Allow some room and I guarantee you won't be disappointed.

Now get ready for some of the wildest horsebacking

you're ever likely to see this side of the brazos.

Miss Velada McCree, the Kiowa warrior princess!

There was a young man from Siam,

who said, "I go in with a wham!

"While I soon lose my starch

"like the mad month of march

and the lion comes out like a lamb."

Ha ha ha! Hey! Off you go!

Guess who's come.

Who's come?

Hmm...Hmm! Shem the sham

or the fairy frog, perhaps.

That horse swapper.

Horse swapper? What horse swapper?

The one you swapped awbonnie for.

Ah, yes. That horse swapper.

He's come back.

So he's come back.

Help me up out of the bog, would you,

like a true son would aid an ailing father.

Ow! Aah! Ha!

What's he come back for?

How in the name of Seamus should I know?

Hey, do you take me for a geomancer?

What if he's come for his horses and his loot?

We ate his horses outside Omaha,

or did we forget the hard times?

They couldn't run a lick anyhow,

miserable snides! Ha ha!

Maybe awbonnie ran off on him or something.

She hated being traded like that.

I knew we were gonna have to pay for this!

Oh, you should've been born a female

the way you whine and whimper.

Now, get me to the bloody stage!

We got tonic to sell, miracles to perform.

The whole prairie is festering for our remedy!

Now, good people of the open plain,

may I have your attention, please?

Please, come in closer, now.

Now, before we reach our grand finale,

I would like to introduce to you

the man who's responsible for our little pilgrimage

into your forgotten territory...

That horse swapper couldn't outrun their own feed bill!

That's right, folks! None other than my father,

doctor and Professor emeritus

of herbal prairie medicine,

the honorable eamon monachain McCree!

Hey! Ha!

Miserable prairie vermin.

Ha!

Fair people of the raging wind,

have you ever fallen into a terrible fever

or ever known one who has?

Not the fever of the lovesick or the forlorn or the cowardly,

yearning for the hearth of a new england home,

but a real burnin' fever--

a fever of the demon prairie and all its attendant ills?

Well, I was cast into the eye of just such a fever

as a wee lad myself, not more than a day's ride

from the very soil on which we now stand...

Surrounded by my primitive captors--

painted faces,

bodies greased in the fat of the bearded Buffalo...

A language unknown to me, being a native son of Erin...

A language...

Of the spirit world.

And then...

A vision appeared to my raw, young mind.

Two eyes like the eyes of a red-tailed hawk,

teeth like a prairie wolf.

It hung above me face in a twirling specter!

And then...

And then it spoke its name.

This was indeed a man and not an apparition--

an authentic medicine man

from the dreaded kiowa-comanche nation!

What he was about to share with me

was a sacred secret

no white man has ever been made privy to.

A secret which I have brought

here with me today

to share with each and every one of you--

the ancient sagwa serum

stolen from the kickapoo.

It saved me from the valley of the shadow,

ladies and gentlemen, just as it can save you.

Even with our limited supply,

I am prepared to make an exceptional offer here today.

The first bottle of our tonic is free,

together with a dollar purchase of the second.

That is two bottles for the price of one.

And we guarantee your money back

if you aren't completely satisfied.

Now, when I tell you

that kickapoo sagwa is a miracle of medical knowledge,

I'm not just tooting my pipe.

Say the malady is unknown to you.

It hasn't got a name.

It's just a feeling of malaise

in the blood of the brain.

You take a small tin cupful...

Or straight from the bottle.

You just take it straight down

and reap the wonderful benefits.

You'll feel...A glow...

A glow of health.

Health and well-being move through your blood

right down to your very core.

Thank you very much.

You bastard!

Ha! Bastard.

Bastard! Oh, yes.

Oh!

Ah, yes!

The horse swapper.

I heard you were paying us another call.

Prescott, wasn't it?

Prescott something.

You have a stout memory, sir.

Roe! Prescott roe! That's it!

It's the Irish rings a bell with me.

I never forget a kinsman,

not in this forsaken desert.

Even those that barge right in.

Forgive me, sir.

Not a word of it. I've grown accustomed

to the primitive for some time.

In fact, I prefer it by now.

It's the primitive that feeds my livelihood.

Drink?

Thank you, no.

Never partake of the jar.

I remember that as well!

Ha ha!

A restraint I hold no envy for.

Ah, well. Set your bones down, then.

Ha ha! There.

How's my daughter, then?

Did she serve your backwards son well?

She's...

She's passed.

Well...

A deal's a deal after all.

She was healthy when we made the swap...

Far healthier than your son, by all accounts.

I can't very well return the horses now, anyway.

It's been a year or more. Poor excuse for horseflesh--

I don't want the horses.

It's not your fault that she died.

It happened in childbirth,

and...

The child went with her.

I see.

Well.

There's no way to account

for the trauma of birth,

is there, now?

That's one I never got over meself.

Well, what is it then, eh?

How are we, uh...

Honored by your sudden visit?

It's my son.

He's taken a terrible grief over her.

He's fallen even deeper inside himself.

Weeks now...

He refuses to eat, speak.

He just...

He just stands over her corpse

like a lost soul.

Watching, speaking tongues, guarding,

as though she were still in the world.

Well, he'll soon get over that business.

You know how the heart goes.

Give him time.

After all, 'twas only his first wife.

He won't get over it. He'll perish.

He was well on that road before he met my daughter,

if I remember your description correctly.

He's worse now. His mind is...

It's completely gone.

I still fail to see

the object of your return, Mr. roe.

Insanity is beyond my domain.

I restrict myself to the physical woes.

Your second daughter.

I wish to purchase your second daughter

at the same exchange.

She may distract him from this endless mourning.

It's the only chance I have to save my son.

I brought three sound mounts,

well broken to saddle and to pack.

I have them hobbled there on the top of the rise yonder.

I'm not a bottomless pit of daughters, Mr. roe.

I've only one left now apparently.

My son will die without her.

He's close to it now.

She draws the crowds like flies now

with her pony act.

She's our main attraction.

I'll throw in extra.

What extra? We got livestock aplenty.

I don't need more horses

that can't get out of their own way.

Coin.

Cash, then.

The melody rises.

Must have stored some up over the years, eh?

All that trade with cavalry, cattlemen?

Not much use for coin out there in the flats,

is there, Mr. roe? It weighs a body down.

My son is dying of grief.

His mind is gone.

I will pay you anything you ask.

What more can a father do?

A desperate man should never lay

all his cards on the table

when doing business, Mr. roe.

Well...

Let's have a look at what you've brought.

Then we can talk more reasonably.

I'd be obliged, sir.

Flat out of tonic.

Oh, good! That's good. That's the plan.

Means they'll come back tomorrow.

Tell them there'll be plenty for all tomorrow evening.

What's he come for?

Oh, just a bit of business.

You carry on with the customers now

before they all dwindle away on us.

Where's awbonnie?

She's...Mr. Roe, do you remember my son Reeves?

Yes, I do.

How's my sister, Mr. roe?

She's...Passed.

'Twas an accident, Reeves.

She died in childbirth. Couldn't be helped.

Now, you go attend to the business at hand, eh?

He's always carried an unnatural fondness

for his half-sisters, Mr. roe.

You can't blame him for that.

No, I don't.

Leave him!

He's got a temper like a red snake.

Best let it stew till it passes through.

What have you come back here for?

What, are we all for sale now?!

I think it best, under the circumstances,

if we continue our business another time, Mr. roe.

It can't wait.

It will have to wait.

You stay still. Stay.

They watch. They have their eyes.

They listen for you, but I know them.

I am guarding.

They can't see me.

They think my mother took me.

They think that.

Please stay.

I will stay until... Your hair...

Has blown away.

No bone will stay.

No last bone.

You're a dog...

A low dog, to tie me here.

Awbonnie...

Is it you?

You must leave here.

Now! Leave...

This place.

They will tear your body.

Let them.

Let them devour me...

So I can fly.

I'll die without you.

Ow!

You keep me bound here

out of your selfish fear of aloneness.

I'm not your life!

Aah...

No!

No!

Noooo!

Noooo!

Noooo!

Noooo!

Uhh!

Ohh!

It's you that must release me.

Throw this body to the wind.

Let them feed her to their young.

Unh!

Uhh! Uhh!

I'm sorry about this. I truly am.

But there was no other way to get it done.

I'll not harm you.

I swear on an oath to that.

Mmm.

Mmm.

That's the one.

Had her tongue cut out

for lying to her headman.

How can you tell from this far off?

She's the only bone picker out here.

It's got to be her.

Go on. Try your Irish luck.

She won't make a sound.

I'll guarantee that.

Turn yourself around, Reeves,

or the banshees will get you.

Do it now!

If I catch you looking,

I'll thrash you till your knees buckle.

Ha ha ha!

You might as well let him see how it's done.

Quick, now. She's got a jump on you!

Uhh!

Look here, boy.

Now, this is what you got coming up ahead, son.

I made her my legitimate wife!

I...Mmm...

You don't forget that! Don't ever forget that!

Don't...Ever... Forget that!

So you went and swapped her after all,

just like awbonnie!

You'll go straight to hell for that!

You might as well have killed them both

with your own hand!

Killing! Killing! Now he's on about killing!

Get off! Get off!

Too early in the morning for killing.

The sun's barely cracked.

When did they leave?

Who leave? Stop talking in riddles.

Velada and roe! They've gone!

Gone?

When did they take off?

Gone?

As though you didn't know.

Gone?

Oh! What?

And he's pilfered the...Paint!

Oh, goddamn his Irish hide.

Get my mule tacked out and be quick.

That paint!

That paint was worth $100.

Bend forward while I unleash that nose bag.

Do as I say.

I don't expect you to think too kindly towards me

for my actions,

but I'm asking you to listen to me with your heart.

Do you remember me?

The selfsame man that purchased your sister...

A year back, last spring?

Your brother must have told you.

You must remember.

She was joined in wedlock to my son.

I chose between you at the time.

There's no way to foresee the outcome of a thing.

What I'd hoped to be my son's salvation...

Became his ruin.

Your sister was his light.

He thrived in her company.

Then she...

Your sister...

She has since...Died.

No!

If you could give...

Me a sign...

Some sign so...

I'd know...

How to...Find you.

Take me with you.

Awbonnie...

Take me.

� the devil he came to the man at the plough �

� saying, "one of your family I must take now" �

� he said, "my good man, I've come for your wife" �

� "for I hear she's the plague and torment of your life" �

� so the devil, he hoisted her up on his back �

� with a rightful, tightful titty filet �

� the devil, he hoisted her up on his back �

� and he landed at hell's hall door with a crack �

oh, break it off, will ya?

Now's not the time for braying.

Your daughter's been absconded with,

in case you forgot.

Eh...The daughter, the daughter.

Eh, that's right.

Had to be some good reason

we find ourselves adrift in the lone prairie, eh?

� Two other devils looked over the wall �

� they said, "take her away or she'll murder us all" �

� now, I've been a devil the most of me life �

� I ne'er was in hell till I met with your wife �

� so, it's true that the women are worse than the men �

� for they went down to hell and were thrown out again �

ha ha ha!

You got a lot of salt

calling yourself a father at all.

It was forced upon me by cruel nature.

I never had a say in the business.

No, sir! A father is not my calling in this life.

This is true.

Wizard of the plains is more to my liking.

Ha ha ha! Wizard of the plains, eh?

Should have shot his hide

the second he rode into camp.

Who? Roe? He seemed a reasonable man to me.

Reasonable?!

How do you find yourself siding with him

and not your own daughters?

He's an irishman and a gentleman, too, I believe.

Horse thievery's his main transgression.

And believe me, he'll pay through the teeth for that.

That paint was worth more than both daughters

and you thrown in, to boot.

It shames me to be the son of a pig.

You'll grow out of it.

Just thank your stars you weren't born a half-breed,

like your demon sisters. Hey! Ha ha!

� There was a young lady from ulster �

� whose friends they thought they had lost her �

� till they found in the grass the marks of her ass �

� and the knees of the man who had crossed her �

hey hey hey!

What time you say that three o'clock train go out?

Three o'clock train? Well, that train go out

exactly 60 minutes past two.

Ha ha ha! That's funny.

Why is that funny?

Fellow at the depot told me that train

goes out exactly 60 minutes before four.

Well, you won't miss your train nohow.

That serum couldn't cure a well man.

That's enough business here.

We don't need none of your carnival trash.

Excuse me.

Which is the other side of the street?

The other side of the street? Why--

get your sorry asses on down the line!

He said--unh--he said it was over there.

Well, you can't depend on everything you hear.

Get up!

We're heading east now, aren't we?

East? This is east?

I'm sure we're heading east.

It's your deal.

Hey! Where to?

Land!

You can have it!

Hey! We've lost our leader!

Ha ha ha ha!

You turn your back on me.

You think you can refuse me?

I...Remember you.

I was sold like a slave.

I died giving birth to your child,

a child I never wanted.

I hold onto you.

Do you think I would love you for that?

Take me with you.

You have no right to ask me that.

You belong in this world...

Not mine.

You owe me my freedom.

How?

Let my body burn.

Throw it in the fire.

It's you that must release me.

Then you take your own life!

Do it. It's in your hands.

Place that gun in your mouth

and set me free.

I warn you now...

If you don't do this thing that I ask,

then a curse will fall on your father's head.

Yes...

Do it.

Your suffering is nothing

compared to what your father will have to bear.

Do it.

Do it.

Do it.

Do it!

Uhh!

I was wrong to steal you against your will,

but you must help me. I've no one else.

You must help me now.

If your sister hadn't come,

he would never have made it.

Do you understand me?

You must replace her.

It's his only chance.

I am not my sister.

I can make you the same offer

I made your father.

You'll be richer than him by far.

Gold coin. Three mounts.

The very ones you tried to steal.

Three horses...

And gold.

I am begging you now.

You'll be free of your father.

Four horses...And gold.

- Ahh! - That's it, eh?

That's the last of it!

It's time we turn back now.

It's dark thirty.

They've gone into a whirlwind here.

I can't make this out.

It's time we turned back now. The banshees will get us.

We're not turning back!

There's sign here. Just gotta figure it out.

You're not going to track a plainsman

out into flatland he knows better

than the inside of his own mouth!

We probably passed him a dozen times already

and never even known it.

Now, mount up!

And point these leatherheads for home camp.

We've wasted enough time on this malarkey!

Are you telling me you just want to leave her lost?

Abandon her?!

I got a whole troupe back there loaded with tonic.

They're ready to move out.

They'll pack out without me! They'll steal me blind.

I'm not--not trading in me livelihood

just to pursue a rat-tail horse thief!

What about Velada?

She'll make do.

She's a kiowa.

She's your daughter!

She's a kiowa first!

You'll never make your way back without me.

You've lost your sense of the prairie,

if you ever had one to begin with!

Wizard of the plains!

Are you refusing me, then...

Your own father?

You're no father to me.

You'll mount that miserable gelding now

before I separate your ears.

You haven't got the sand.

Try...

Try if you will, son,

to put yourself in my boots.

I've grown accustomed

to an hourly lubrication over the years,

and I can't just sever the connection.

It's not like that. It's not like a woman.

I've got to get back to me supply of tonic!

Well, think of the troupe, then!

Remember that time in Wichita

when they almost lynched the whole lot of us?

We can't just leave them back there in limbo!

Ah, there's no percentage in this cruelty.

None whatsoever!

You got to think of your poor father in this.

It's me now.

I mean, I'm the one that's suffering, not her!

She's an Indian! They were born to suffer!

Follow.

Heathen children...

The lot!

My sister is sending you her thoughts.

Your sister is dead.

She is my mother's weapon.

She is moving on you now with vengeance.

We've got to get to my son.

We've got to get to him fast.

I cannot move against my sister.

Your sister is dead!

She's gone!

She's more alive than you.

We've made our bargain.

� If I was home, I'd lay in my bed �

� prop up my feet and pillow my head �

� gaze out the window and look at the sky �

� and rest while the bluebirds go whistling by �

� go whistling by �

Angel...

She won't steal you.

She won't...

Take you from me.

No.

Why, she brought--she brought the demon with her.

No. No!

You must go on to him by yourself.

Say nothing to him about me.

All he needs is a voice, a kindness.

I expect nothing from you but to comfort my son.

All you must do is to show him some...

Affection.

Go now.

Save him.

You can do what you want with my father,

but this body's mine!

It belongs to me! You'll never separate us!

I hold this body!

I will send you to your death a second time

if you touch her!

He's afoot now.

Look at this. He's got to be afoot.

You've not got the mental gift to track this man.

He's schemin' you. Can't you tell by now?

If he's afoot, there's a reason for it.

He is leading us to our doom.

Velada's escaped him. Look.

Look for yourself.

He's afoot. I've got him now.

You're an idiot. He's got you!

You're playing right into his hand.

She slipped away from him, I tell you.

Yaah!

Insanity's a sorry thing.

Dear lord in heaven, save me from it.

A Professor deserves a better fate than this.

I'm a European, not a savage.

Whatever in the world you do now, son,

don't raise your eyes to the horizon.

Put your eyes back down, you fool.

Don't look at them.

Keep your horse moving at the same pace.

Don't change stride an inch.

It's just a hunting party.

Just a hunting party?

And what do you suppose they might be hunting?

I'm telling you now, if we don't turn back,

their dogs will be eating our testicles by nightfall.

Now listen to reason, this has gone far enough.

We're not quitting this.

Your stubbornness is going to get us skinned.

Is it stubborn to reclaim what is ours?

She was stolen from us.

If it means our hides, then let him have her.

What is she to you except a reminder of your sins?

We're going to find her,

even if we both die doing it.

They've gone.

They'll be back,

and there won't be just a handful next time.

There will be so many

you'll think the prairie sprouted them.

I wasn't descended from proud Irish chieftains

in order to have me hide stripped away by heathens.

Eat.

You must eat.

Take it.

Yes! Eat, now.

Get your strength back. That's it.

That's it.

Trust her. Just let her help you.

Talbot.

Talbot, listen to me, now.

You must forget about this death.

Let go of it.

It's poisoned you enough.

Look into her eyes.

She will bring you back.

Aah!

Sister...

You betray our mother.

You trade yourself for horses and gold.

You are lower than the father who sold us.

You like bargaining with whites?

Well, then you bargain with me--your sister.

You move in close to this squirming dog,

you pretend that you love him,

you push your skin next to him,

and then you take my body, and you burn it!

You owe this to our mother!

If you run...

I will hunt you down...

And cut your tongue out

so you will never ever, never, never, never forget

who gave you birth, do you?

� "My darling maid," the youth then said �

� "the day is drawing near" �

� "when Irishmen will return again" �

� "from all their long career" �

� "our holy land, by God's command" �

� "the fairest land of all" �

� "and heaven will see old Ireland free" �

� "bright star of Donegal" �

I had envisioned a better ending!

One with far less pain!

Not glory or riches, eh?

Just painless and numb.

It was youthful lust, out and out,

full of all its raw and mindless pleasure.

Something you, no doubt, have never experienced, eh?

Such a faithful, honorable brother as you.

I could've let her wander through the bones forever.

Never touched her at all!

At least I made her my legitimate wife,

showed her some pity,

which is more than I can say for her now.

She's paying me back. Do you understand that?

She's sending her dog soldiers out to get me,

I guarantee you that!

Isn't that just like a kiowa, huh?

They cut her tongue out,

she rushes back to their fold first chance she gets.

I fed her and clothed her all those years.

She deserts me back to her tormentors.

Shoot your mount and bury yourself! They've come!

Dismount and shoot him now! They'll be on us any second!

They're not moving.

Dismount.

Aah!

Looks like you'll be the one afoot now.

I never wanted to swap her, you know.

It wasn't my idea. It was roe's.

Besides, we needed horses at the time.

At least leave me a carbine!

I'll be useless against them without it!

It's not just me they want, you know!

They'll come after you in the night!

And don't think they won't!

You're not absolved from this,

high and mighty faithful brother!

They'll separate you forever from your manhood!

You're not absolved.

Who sent you here? Who sent you?

It was your father.

Reeves!

Reeves!

Reeves! You can't abandon me to this!

We're flesh and blood, Reeves!

Europeans!

Europeans! Don't forget that!

Kings and queens, eh?

Knights of valor! Masters of an empire!

Reeves! Masters! Masters!

Not dogs! Not dogs!

We can't--we can't succumb to this...

This barbarism.

We've got to cling together...

Cling together at all costs!

Reeves. Reeves.

Reeves.

Reeves.

Reeves!

Hey!

Ha! Aah!

Madness is a sorry thing.

Reeves! Reeves!

Aah! Uh! Uh! Aah!

Good boy.

Be still. Be still.

Be still.

Nice and easy.

Still in the market for a wife, Mr. roe?

No. Don't go. Don't go now.

You've come so far.

It's you.

It's you who torments him.

Why can't you set him free?

He holds no blame in this.

It was me.

It was me...

Who brought it on his head.

And it's you who will pay.

You'll never save your son.

You know that, don't you?

Mmm...You've always known that.

Ha ha ha!

He's far out of your reach.

Far beyond you.

He's in another world.

You think my sister can reach him?

My sister?

What is she to him?

Another squaw.

Another kiowa dog sold for horses.

What was the price you paid, Mr. roe?

What was the price you paid for me?

Three horses, wasn't it?

And you think my sister's worth four, Mr. roe?

Why is she worth four? She's the same as me.

She's just going to die on you

just like I did.

Uhh!

Unh!

Unh!

Ha ha ha!

Your father has come to save you.

Ha ha ha!

Sister!

You think you can replace me?

You think you can replace me in his heart?

Ask him.

Ask him who holds his heart.

He will tell you.

Tell her!

Tell her!

Tell her how you can't live...

Without me.

I am holding you.

You can't steal it from me.

It...Is...Mine!

No!

Aah!

Come.

It's done now.

It's finished.

It's finished.

Go ahead.

You'd say we were safe now, wouldn't you?

I mean, if you weren't an Irish lunatic.

Ha ha ha! Which you're not.

You'd say we're safe out of Indian country, wouldn't you?

You had no business taking us this far out.

Whoa.

Endangering our lives for a short con,

but this looks good and safe to me.

Wouldn't you say so?

I mean, if you were white and halfway sane?

Ha ha ha!

� When I was a little boy, or so me mammy told me �

� way haul away �

� we'll haul away, Joe �

� if I didn't kiss the gals, me lips would grow all moldy �

� way haul away �

� we'll haul away, Joe �

� way haul way �

� we'll haul for better weather �

� way haul away �

� we'll haul away, Joe �

� when I went away to sea, I didn't know no better �

� way haul away �

� we'll haul away, Joe �

fair people of the raging wind,

have you ever fallen into a terrible fever?

Fever...

Or known anyone who has?

Not the fever of the lovesick

or the cowardly

or the forlorn,

yearning for the hearth of a new england home,

but the real burning fever!

The fever of the demon prairie

and all its attendant ills.

Aah! Oh!

Remarkable, isn't it, how things come true?

I'd invented this little fable, you see,

the very one I'm now living.

I conjured it up out of me own imagination.

Oh, it was my sales pitch, you see.

Yes. Infallible.

Worked every time. Yes. Worked every time.

In fact, it was my very livelihood.

Oh, yes! Aah!

I...Ah...

"Surrounded by my primitive captors...

"Painted faces... A language unknown to me,

being a native son of Erin."

Oh! Ha ha ha! Hey!

I--I--I don't suppose you know

my former wife, by any chance, eh?

Ha ha! She ran off on me, oh, several summers back.

She... She was unmistakable.

Aah ha!

Yeah! Yeah... Oh, unmistakable.

You'd know her by sight.

Yes, she...

She had no tongue, you see.

No tongue to speak of.

Aah!

Anyway, if you come across her,

please... Please impress upon her

that I have now paid...

More than paid for her defilement.

I'm now completely absolved!

Will you tell her that for me?

Aah! Aah!

Aah!

Nice little place you got here.

It's kind of lonesome,

but it's nice just the same.

Yeah, I got me this place rent-free.

Government couldn't give it away

on account that it's haunted.

Oh, I ain't afraid of no ghost.

Well, that's good,

because they're liable to come wafting

in and out of here any old time.

You actually, uh...

I mean, you seen them wafting?

Yeah, I seen them wafting,

but you don't gotta fret yourself none.

Alls I do is sing them my ghost song,

and they scat like a scalded dog.

How does that song go

just in case I need it?

Goes like this here.

� Old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� the old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� the old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� that hung 50 years on that whitewashed wall �

� it was grimy and gray and covered with Gore �

� like the souls of the sinners who'd passed before �

� old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� the old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� at twelve o'clock near the hour of one �

� a figure appears that'll strike you dumb �

� he grabs your hair by the skin of your head �

� grasps you fast till you are dead �

� old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

� the old jawbone �

� old jawbone on the almshouse wall �

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