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♪♪

I'll go get the bed rolls.

All right, kid, now get that food down.

We got a long hard trip in front of us.

Where?

Silver City.

Marshal, I don't know what you're talking.

I never even been down to Silver City.

You save it for the judge.

Now coming into Cimarron on that freight and stealing that horse.

That... yeah, I mean, that, I did.

But not what you said.

Let me read you something.

The hold-up party, sighted, suspect, name unknown.

Age 20, red hair, fair complexion...

Uh, there's a thousand guys gonna look like that.

Maybe so.

Identifying marks.

Across the right knuckles, M-O-T-H-E-R.

Now that's you.

Saddled and packed, five days provisions.

Add this to it.

Leg irons, for what? That lad's barely weaned.

That lad is wanted in Silver City, New Mexico

for boyish pranks like shooting people in the back.

I hope it hasn't been too bad for you here.

Ma'am, I'd got arrested a long time ago

if I'd known they fed like this in jail.

Same as you get in the Wayfarers.

Maybe, but there I'd have to pay for it.

Now hear, the government does.

This is just as good as Ma used to put out.

- It's too bad. - What is?

Ma.

It's her birthday in three days.

I was hoping I could be there... now.

That is too bad.

Thought I could send her a telegraph.

Aw, I don't know.

I'm sure the marshal will send one for you.

A telegraph from the marshal about me?

That's some birthday present.

I could send it for you.

Would you?

Why not? Just a minute.

Well, I, uh...

I never had much of a hand for, uh...

Of course, just tell me what you want to say.

I'm much obliged.

Send this to my aunt instead of my ma.

Ma always said nothing came over those wires

'cept death and disaster.

I understand, go on.

Hope to be there for Ma's birthday.

Can't.

On my way to Silver City with a...

friend for a...

For a...

Business.

That's good, yeah, on business.

I'll write you when I get there.

Give Ma a kiss for me, Bud.

How's that?

Fine.

The address?

Uh... Little Eva Holman.

My aunt's kind of tiny.

Folks always call her "little".

Miss Eva Holman.

Alway House, Royal Grande.

She'll know just how to handle everything.

♪♪

Put that sticker away before I cut you up into bacon.

You're little brother messed up more than your bank job.

They caught him?

In Cimarron.

They're taking him back to Silver City.

I gather you'll be leaving me boy blue?

Right now.

What's owed?

25 for hiding you out three weeks.

And... 25 for keeping these old lips sewed up.

Those are bargain rates.

That cleans me out.

Here, there's enough to buy candles

for your mama's birthday cake.

I could owe you the 50.

Um-hmm, here we take the cash and let the credit go.

That's what I thought.

Be careful of that fouling piece.

Or a man upstairs is worth more to the law than you are, honey.

They'd tear your limb from limb

if you touch a hair of this old head.

You won't believe they would?

Jake saddled your horses.

You can hardly wait to get rid of us, can you?

Amigo, I thought she said Jake saddled the horses?

Got a feeling he did.

You crazy? We rode in on good ponies.

She ain't gonna get away with it.

Hey, these ain't our horses!

Those are the horses you rode in on.

Don't give me that.

Didn't they, Jake?

How about it, Tommy?

I guess we did, Lobo.

Couple of days ride and they'll be crow bait.

Couple of days and you'll be at the border.

And take my advice, cross over.

You stink of bounty.

Nobody hangs my brother.

♪♪

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♪♪

Nice country, ain't it?

Looks like some good water.

Let's rest a spell.

Well, I sure ain't in no hurry.

Fill it up.

Indian Wells.

Ain't even a scratch on the map.

There's a livery in the middle of town.

Any law?

Nothing I see.

But there's a few horses worth taking.

No dice.

They'll bring Bud down the Fort Union supply trail.

I don't cotton to a posse of local yahoos

hounding Bud for a stolen plug.

You ain't gonna get five miles

if you don't have that hoof cleaned out, Billy.

I know.

You wait here, I'll be right back.

All right.

♪♪

Well, this turpentine, I...

I don't know how far it's gonna do you good.

Without the shoe...

Don't give you more than a half-a-day without it.

Half-a-day's all I need.

Have I seen you someplace?

Have you?

No, you know how it is.

Cowpokes coming through here all the time, I...

I don't remember faces.

Sean, go home.

I been home.

You hear, go get your lunch.

I just did.

Then go tell your ma, I'm coming for mine.

Why?

Do what you're told!

Kids these days, think they'd mind?

Look, I'm gonna get a rasp and take off that itch for you.

♪♪

All right now?

Yeah, he cleaned out the hoof.

Good.

A shotgun.

What kind of a shotgun.

A... on the stock.

It was... silver.

And all over it was, uh, silver.

What else?

He caved his hat.

With a band.

It sparkled.

Come, son.

Let's go.

♪♪

That's them, that's Bud.

We can't risk any gunshot, might be a posse out.

Best just to fall onto the camp for the night

then take 'em quiet.

♪♪

Finish that then get some shut-eye.

We're gonna break camp before daylight.

I can't sleep with this thing on.

I can.

♪♪

Good boys, easy.

Come on, get out of here!

I can't, the keys are over there on his vest.

Here.

Go on and kill him.

Might be trouble, might be a posse out, come on.

Jim: I'd backtrack if I was you.

You drop that rifle.

Go on, drop it.

You'd live a lot longer

if you go for that pistol nice and easy.

On the ground.

You got a big heart, don't ya?

You see a man chained up, you wanna undo him.

Now you walk over to that fire

so I can get a look at that face.

Go on.

Turn around.

Don't be ashamed.

Now let's see what you look like.

♪♪

Buddy?

Is it bad, Buddy?

It ain't good.

Hang on, boy.

Hang on, boy.

Lobo, forget the marshal.

Bud's hurt, we gotta get out of here.

Now go get the horses, Lobo!

Go get the horses.

Oh, Bud, I'm sorry, I didn't see you.

It was an accident, Bud, it was an accident.

I didn't see you, I was trying to gun the marshal.

Come on, we gotta get you out of here, we gotta get some help.

♪♪

Man: Ho, ho!

How would you like me to crack you one

right in the side of the haid?

Pardon me, ma'am.

What's a matter, haven't you ever seen a woman before?

Well, you don't expect to run across one.

Not out in the middle of nowhere.

Well, you learn something new all the time.

Yeah, one does, doesn't one?

Well, that was very hospitable of you to stop.

What made you change your mind?

Females privilege, changing her mind.

You looking for a lift?

I'd appreciate one.

Climb up.

Ho!

That sure is a big hunk for anybody to swallow.

US Marshal, chasing two men?

Three men.

No horse, only a shotgun?

Don't have me explain it to you again.

It was embarrassing enough the first time.

Expect to keep after 'em like that?

Yeah, that's my job.

The sheriff over at Indian Wells,

he ought to give me a hand.

Lend me a mount and an extra sidearm.

Sheriff?

Lawmen and jails cost money, which the good folk

of Indian Wells don't believe in laying out.

They make their own laws

with their own guns and their own ropes.

You make it sound like the Dark Continent.

They got a telegraph office there, don't they?

They're just startin' to change from candles to coal oil lamps.

Mister Marshal, you'll have to head back the way you came,

if you want help.

Well, one of the men I'm tracking is wounded.

So I don't think he'll be going too far or too fast.

Whoa, whoa!

This is where I turn off.

Indian Wells is straight ahead, a little over a mile.

Well, thank you.

Thank you very much.

Are you Cabot or Company?

I'm both, it was my father's.

He left it to me in his will.

Well, thank you, Miss Cabot.

Jessie.

Jessie, you know, you're just about

the prettiest mule skinner I ever came across.

Good hunting.

Ho!

I can't go on.

Take it easy, Lobo.

It's okay.

You'll be all right if you rest a while.

I gotta pack that wound.

♪♪

Hello?

Anybody here?

Hey, anybody?!

Something you wanted?

Why didn't you answer me when I called?

I wasn't sure I heard.

What's a matter with this town?

Looks deserted.

Most everybody's out.

And you haven't got a sheriff.

None in this town.

Mr. Chandler's nearest to it.

He's out too.

Hmm.

Well, this roan, is he for sale?

It's for sale.

What are you asking for him?

Well, I can't say for clear.

I always prized that roan kinda highly.

Well, I'll give you $40.

- 40? - Yup.

$40 and ten for the bridle and the saddle.

If you'll throw in the blanket.

$50.

I'd talk you down to 35 if I wasn't in such a hurry.

Business like it is, you could've got off for 25.

The food, general store open?

Food, uh, no, no.

I mean, no, nothing's open.

Just Forbes.

What's Forbes?

Saloon.

Oh.

This horse, can you have him ready for trail

in the next ten minutes?

With a bill of sale?

Now can you handle that on your own?

Well, I got me a boy around here somewhere's about.

Ollie?

Ollie?

Yeah?

The sign outside says you have food.

Lamb fries and swamp seed.

Fresh on the stove.

Best you'll eat this side of Grande.

Some west.

Yeah.

Where you down from, the hills?

I thought by the way you... looked...

Never stop a man who's in a hurry.

If I get me one cardinal rule it's...

Give me that beer.

Beer, yeah.

Did you say the food was ready?

Uh... Yeah, sure, right, food.

Lousy service.

I've seen better and I've seen worse.

You were right about the service.

You said you were gonna have that horse

ready for trail in ten minutes.

What it was, I been having a time

finding a saddle to suit you.

Yeah.

Well, you put that bridle on him, I'll find a saddle.

♪♪

Where's that bill of sale?

I'm not about to get shot for stealing a horse

I just paid $40 for.

I'll make it out for you.

You do that.

I'll need your name for this paper.

It's Crown.

C-R-O...

W-N.

I guess that does her.

Thank you.

No good.

You're taking a long time to get to it.

I just wanted to hear how you call yourself.

Well, you did.

C-R-O-W-N.

United States Marshal, Cimarron.

Long way from home, marshal.

On business.

Without a mount?

Without a badge?

New style for a lawman?

Now you listen to me and you listen to me real good.

I'm only gonna tell you once.

I was taking a prisoner to Silver City.

And I was bushwhacked by a couple of his friends.

I lost him, my badge, my gun, everything.

Now those are the facts.

Facts, huh?

Who's your prisoner?

A kid.

Bank robbery suspect out of Silver City.

What's his name?

I don't know, he gave me a couple of different ones.

Who are his friends?

I don't know that either.

That scattergun.

That belonged to one of 'em.

Hmm.

They made you a present.

You heard all you're gonna hear.

Hmm... the facts.

That's right.

And I'm going after those men.

You know the penalty for standing in the way

of a United States Marshal?

Nope.

But I don't think we have to worry about it.

His ma didn't wanna let him go.

Don't take too long, Mr. Chandler.

He's awful upset.

Sure, sure.

Sean, it was a terrible thing that happened to your father.

But you said you saw a man, a stranger.

He wore a special kind of hat you said,

with a band that sparkled.

And there was something else.

He had a shotgun, you said.

The stock had silver in it all over.

Sean, is this the man?

Is this the man that killed your pa?

No, you just hold on.

Sean...

Hold on, there boy, hold on!

Now we've got the facts.

That boy's got it all wrong.

But he saw.

I had no shotgun.

Belonged to the man that killed his father.

We got a duty of our own to perform, marshal.

Take him home.

Hold it, boy.

Take a good look at me.

You might've seen the hat and the shotgun,

but you've never seen me before.

In your whole life, have you ever seen me?

Get him out of here.

Chad, King, get a rope.

You got hanging fever.

Right or wrong, it doesn't make any difference.

You just wanna hang somebody.

You... a dirty mongrel killer.

This a, uh, private party?

Or can anybody join?

Who the devil are you?

Moon, Buckman Moon.

Sheriff, Pecos County, Texas.

I don't believe you.

Try.

What do you want?

Him.

No.

Been dogging him for two months, I'm not losing him now.

He killed our blacksmith.

And five more ahead of him.

Pecos County's got first hanging rights.

We caught him, he belongs to us.

Gonna make you a trade.

You give me a dead body, I'll give you one.

Now you give me a live body...

All right.

Let him go.

Get your horse.

Nice and easy, Billy boy.

Want you to hang legal and proper.

Hey, we can't stay here any longer!

We can't go, it's daylight, there's bound to be a posse out.

We're not going anywhere anyway the way he is and you know it.

He's my brother, I'm staying with him.

Oh, he's not my brother.

You do what you want.

Bill...

You gotta stick with me.

Don't let me die.

I didn't bust you loose to bury you.

Now you shut up with that kind of talk.

What are you waiting for?

Nothing.

♪♪

Hold up there, Billy boy.

Well, you think you got away with it?

So far, it looks like it.

Yeah.

Until Mr. Chandler starts thinking.

You've already started.

No, I've finished.

You sprung me loose with a gun.

Without papers, without a badge.

Pecos County lies to the east.

We're heading west.

You're a bounty hunter.

Well, I hope Chandler ain't as fast as you.

Well, how much do you get?

$5,000.

Well, that's top money.

Um-hmm.

You ain't worth a cent less, Billy boy.

Bill Baylor.

Is that who I'm supposed to be?

Don't start that again.

Now you heard me talking to Chandler.

You can save your breath.

That story don't get any better with age.

Here, put these on.

$5,000, Billy, dead or alive.

Go ahead and pull the trigger.

You're gonna save yourself a lot of trouble.

Whenever I can help it,

I let the hangman do his own dirty work.

Anyway, a four day ride with a dead body

ain't what you'd call pleasant.

But for that kind of money,

I'll put up with it if I have to.

All right.

I wanna see your face when you try to collect anyway.

You got a key for it, they're locked.

♪♪

♪ Oh Shenandoah I long to hear you ♪

♪ Way-hey you rolling river ♪

♪ Oh Shenandoah ♪

♪ I long to hear you far... ♪

Who's there!

Who's there, come on, I hear you, who is it?!

- It's Jim Crown. - Crown?

I'm sorry I broke in on you like this.

You sure didn't get very far, did you?

Well, I ran into a little trouble in town.

I could've told you that.

Come on out, it feels like I'm talking to air.

Well, um...

Come on, I'm protected, lessen you can see through a wall.

You're hurt.

Oh, just a little piece.

Well, why didn't you say something?

Well, this isn't exactly the place to have a conversation.

Get on in here and take your shirt off.

I'll be in to patch you up in a minute.

All right.

Is anybody at home?

Nobody here but me and the mules.

Worst luck.

♪♪

Gotta wash after working those mules.

They don't leave you smelling like rosewater and lilac.

Now that's gonna do a fine lot of good.

Company whiskey.

Traders come by now and again, chew over the good old times.

Gotta be hospitable.

Oh.

Good for the mules, too.

When they got a cough.

Hold still.

Ow.

Can't be no worse then when you got it.

Now, that does smart.

Maybe it don't look so good but it ain't bad.

I've seen worse cuts from a muleskinner's blacksnake.

Wrap it up just to keep it clean.

You should be good as new inside a week.

What?

You know what I was just thinking?

I know the way I keep rattling on.

Habit, comes from living alone, I guess.

Jessie, you're quite a gal.

Ow.

With a big heart, as well.

Never could pass by any sick critter.

You're gonna tell me how this happened?

Do I have to?

I know, you went into town with that fool story

about being a marshal and they sent you packing.

Well, worse than that.

There was a killing.

And they figured it was me because of the shotgun.

One left behind by that feller that jumped you?

Yup, he was the killer, but I got the label for it.

It's lucky you got away.

Well, I had help.

But I jumped from the frying pan into the fire.

A bounty hunter.

He made the same mistake.

He gave me this before I could get away.

Mister, with what's been happening to you,

you sure could write a book.

- Jessie? - Hmm?

You said that fool story.

You don't believe it either?

I, uh... well...

I want you to level with me.

It's still a big hunk to swallow.

So far, nobody's told me any different, so, uh...

I'll get it down.

Well, I'll settle for that.

And thanks for the patch job.

Oh, sure.

You can't wear that.

I can't walk around half naked.

Well, let me wash it first.

No, I haven't got time.

I know, I still got some of my father's stuff

in a trunk upstairs.

There out to be a shirt or something.

I, um...

I want to believe you... marshal.

There's that posse from town.

Chandler, that puffed-up busy-body.

Get in the kitchen, I'll handle him.

I don't know about that.

You heard my side of the story.

Now you're gonna hear theirs.

I'll make up my own mind.

Now get.

Man: Jessie, Jessie?

Jessie, Jessie, you home?

Yeah, yeah, I'm coming.

And we lost their trail a couple miles back

but they can't be too far off.

Now whoever'd be coming all the way out here, Mr. Chandler?

I would be, Jessie, anytime.

Yeah, it's funny how this place always draws polecats.

This is serious, Jessie.

These men are dangerous, killers.

You just said one of 'em was a sheriff from Texas.

Sheriff, my hat.

I said he was pretending.

He's an outlaw.

A confederate saved his friend, he tricked us.

That wasn't hard to do, huh?

All right, Mr. Chandler, I understand, you got a problem.

What do you want me to do, ride out with a posse?

Glad to have you, Jessie.

Will you watch for these men, Jessie?

If you see them, let me know at once.

All right, Mr. Chandler.

Now will you be here?

Lessen I get an invite some place.

You're on, Jessie, come on into town and have a drink.

I prefer the company of my mules.

Thank you, Jessie.

They want you bad.

Do you think they'll be back?

Could be.

I gotta get out of here.

All I got are a couple of tired mules.

They won't do you much good.

Well, can you get me a horse?

If I went into Indian Wells

and all of a sudden asked for a horse,

people would start getting nosey and they'd ask questions.

Well, what's the next nearest town?

Del Rey, about 20 miles from here.

That's too far to walk.

Well, I could take you.

Jessie...

Now you've done enough for me, and I'm grateful.

But I don't wanna take the chance

of maybe you getting hurt.

Oh, I appreciate you worrying about you 'cause I'm a woman.

It's been a long time, it's like nobody ever noticed.

But the only way you're gonna get past that posse

whether you like it or not is to hide in my wagon.

Marshal.

Ho, Dish, ho.

Ho, ho.

It's a shame you have to work so hard, miss.

I mean with the mules and the freight hauling,

that sort of thing.

That's nothing for a lady, the way I see it.

Who are you, what do you want?

Well, I thought maybe you could help me, Miss Cabot.

I'm a... sort of a hunter.

Looking for a very special kind of pelt.

The real money kind.

Around here?

Well, yeah, I don't know where to look.

And I know.

There's real good bounty in this game.

Hmm. Better n' good.

If you a mind for that kind of hunting.

You make no mistake about it, miss, he's pure coyote.

Big mouth that grins all the time.

Full of fancy talk, always trying to figure out

how to sink those teeth of his into your throat.

Yeah, been after Billy boy for a long time.

I guess I know about all his moves.

He's got 'em down about perfect.

Yeah, well, if you don't mind...

He's a real fancy one, this Billy boy.

He gets people to feeling sorry for him.

Makes up stories like you never heard.

I remember once he almost had a whole town

going against his own sheriff.

And women.

Women are the best for him.

Believe anything he says, do anything to help him.

I sometimes think I'd like to change places with him.

Right up to the noose, that is.

Just to have a woman feeling about me

like they feel about him.

He's really something, this Billy boy.

'Course I... I'm sure you're not that kind of a sparrow, miss.

Nope!

Well, I just wanted you to know about him.

Understand, it's very important for me to catch up with him.

$5,000 is a lot of money.

I could do with less, I'd be willing to split it.

$2500 to anybody that'd help me catch him.

Well, you think about it, miss.

I figure he'll be heading south.

Be covering that ground myself on the road down to Silver City.

If you happen to be down that way, hear anything about him.

Let me know.

Like I said, even split.

$2500 for anybody helps me nail him.

You could do a lot for this place with that kind of money.

I'll be south of town, miss.

♪♪

Whoa, boy, ho.

All right, Jessie, it's up to you.

Yeah, I know.

Ho!

♪♪

Ho.

It looks safe enough, you can come out now.

Phew.

Boy.

That was a bumpy ride.

I would've been better off to walk.

How much further?

Oh, a couple hours yet.

Well, let's go.

All right.

Rats.

What's a matter?

Rotten leather.

What are you doing back?

You'll need one friend at his funeral.

There's a shack up ahead.

Anybody living in it?

Nothing but rats by the look.

That's good enough, let's go.

Well, you're pretty handy.

Better than most.

You ought to be proud of it.

Nothing wrong with being a muleskinner.

No, I never said there was.

Just that most women I know,

they'd rather sit in a parlor and knit.

Sure, that's fine if they got a man providing.

Looks to me like...

Like your papi left you a bundle of headaches.

Oh, it's not his fault.

He didn't have anything else.

Why don't you sell out?

A couple of mangy mules

and a busted-down wagon, worn-out barn?

Sure couldn't get a lot for that.

Might surprise you.

You might get enough to get away from all this.

Hmm, so I could sit in a parlor and knit and be a lady, huh?

Jessie, you are a lady.

Lady is as lady does, my pa always said.

Muleskinning or whatever.

Anyhow, I ain't selling.

Cabot and Company stays in business

as long as I got a breath in me.

Well, it's gonna take more than a breath

to keep this outfit rolling.

It's gonna take hard cash.

Yup.

Come on, giddy-up, come on.

♪♪

A... bill that no one's gonna collect.

Get the horses out of sight.

That'll have to hold you till we can get you to a doctor, Bud.

We can get out of here as soon as it gets dark.

Ho, ho.

Ho...

They need watering.

That old shack down there,

that's one of our old relay stations.

It'll just take a couple of minutes.

Come on, get up!

That's a wagon.

I could sure use that for Bud.

And look who's riding on that seat, will ya?

♪♪

Wait a minute, hold it.

Hey...

Watering trough's getting kind of low.

I'll get it for you.

Marshal!

Easy, Billy boy.

- Who's that? - I don't know.

Howdy, ma'am.

Missed your turn back there somewhere, didn't you?

Marshal, I never...

It's all right, Jessie.

All right, Billy, it's bounty time, let's go.

You're still whistling that same old tune, aren't you?

$5,000 makes awful pretty music.

And that $5,000 is probably halfway to Mexico by now.

And that sweet music is turning sour fast.

Your tune's getting a little flat too, Billy.

No, ma'am!

Just ease that down here.

Got no quarrel with you, ma'am.

We're wasting time, Billy.

Why don't you save us some?

All right, Moon.

I'm your prisoner.

Um-hmm, that's the way I see it.

I'm gonna deposit you in Silver City.

Fine, that's just where I wanna go.

There's a long stretch in jail

waitin' for the man who interferes with a marshal.

And you're gonna have time there to think about

what you could've done with that $5,000.

No, no, you ain't gonna talk me outta nothing.

Oh, I don't want to, not anymore.

Silver City is just where I wanna go.

The law there will be able to identify me.

Now if you still got those handcuffs,

why don't you use them?

You're bluffin'.

Why don't you call him?

Come on, bounty hunter.

Now wait a minute, wait a minute.

If you ain't Bill Baylor, where is he?

Well, like I was saying,

he's probably halfway to Mexico by now.

Now are you gonna stand around and talk or are we gonna ride?

Let's go.

You better go home, Jessie.

And thank you... Thank you for everything.

Will you be coming through here on your way to Cimarron?

I'll make it a point to.

Wait till they're out of sight.

Then we'll take the girl.

Bill!

Bill!

Take it easy, Bud.

She's coming in.

Hey!

Take it easy, ma'am.

All we want is your wagon.

Lobo, tie her up.

That'll be easy.

Came from Jessie's shack.

I'll bust you.

Now leave her alone, Lobo.

Are they coming?

I don't see 'em.

They must've heard.

We gotta get out of here.

Not without Bud.

He's finished and so are you if we don't leave now.

Shut up!

I won't cry at your funeral, Billy.

Ha!

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Oh, yeah.

You got a hole in you.

That ought to let some of your air out.

Watch it.

Baylor!

You're coming out one way or the other.

Don't debate it too long.

Crown.

Don't.

What's the use?

Baylor!

All right, Crown!

It's all over, I give up.

All right, then.

Move outside where I can see you.

Don't shoot, marshal, my brother's dead.

His brother?

It's been a long trip for both of them.

♪ Oh Shenandoah I long to hear you ♪

♪ Way-hey you rolling river ♪

♪ Oh Shenandoah ♪

♪ I long to hear you ♪♪

- Hi. - Hi.

This time you caught me washing my mule.

You, uh, heading back to Cimarron?

Um-hmm, yeah I just wanted to stop by and say goodbye.

Thank you.

Glad I could help.

Next time you come around more peaceable

I'll cook you up a good meal.

I'd like that.

And the way I see it, why you fit better in a kitchen

than you do behind a pair of mules.

That's the way I keep seeing it myself.

But I gotta have a...

somebody to cook for, though.

Well, you will, Jessie.

I can wait.

Goodbye, marshal.

Good luck.

Thank you, Jessie.

♪♪