Boom Town Page #2

- How do you know, Shorty?

- You don't get them dealing cards.

- The old bunion, huh?

- You're a driller too, huh?

- That's it.

- Come on, what do you say, fifty-fifty?

- Nope.

I've been planted here too long anyway.

Me for over the Rockies.

Stick around, though,

and I'll buy you a drink, just for luck.

Okay, Whitey. Diamonds or doughnuts?

- Hey, wait a minute. Where you going?

- Let go. I pick my own posies, jughead.

- Sit down and eat your steak, John.

- Come on, Whitey, honey...

...throw your little derrick up right here.

And happy days.

- Who's your cheerful friend, John?

- Him? That's Shorty.

- Name is Sand. John Sand.

- Well, John. Two Johns.

We gotta do something about that.

Get all mixed up.

- First I'll find a nice girl for you to talk to.

- If you don't mind, I'll just stick to whiskey.

- I'll bet he's got a girl.

- Maybe he's married.

- Got an Oregon Boot back home, Shorty?

- Who, me? No.

- No, not exactly.

- You mean you got a girl, eh, Shorty?

Sure. And he's on the square and I like him.

That's your name. Square John.

Square John, Big John.

That fixes everything.

Well, blood on the moon.

Whitey, if I was to tell you

that I was the Mississippi River...

...at high tide,

what would you think, huh?

Hey. We thought this over.

You was with us first.

- She was?

- Yeah.

Well, I didn't...

- Looks like we got company, Shorty.

- You got company.

That's what I thought.

I beat you by four feet, Shorty.

Wait a minute. I got another chance.

- I give you a tie.

- Hey, lke. Ed. Break it up. Break it up.

Say, John, stop it. You're giving

the place a bad name.

Shorty, you sure can go.

Here I am thinking you're all gab.

Yeah, he pulled a cutting knife on me.

- Makes you mad.

- Yeah.

Hey, where'd you say

that lease of yours was?

- Thirty miles south of here.

- Well, okay, okay.

We'll drive out and take a look at her.

In the morning.

- So you think you got a field here, huh?

- I know it. Take a look.

The bigheaded geologists in town

say it's only surface gas, but I say it's oil.

- Shorty, I think we got something here.

- I know we have.

And we're plumb center, right here.

Now, wait a minute, wait a minute.

I think more over by that old skull

will hit the peak of the dome.

No, no. Don't be fooled by false jogs.

This pay structure, it's right under here.

You're gonna fool yourself

down to salt water if you...

I'm an oil man too, you know. I haven't

been drilling all my life for gophers.

Wait, I was pulling oil out of the ground

when your ma was giving it to you...

...for your health.

- If you think...

- All right, all right, take it easy.

Somebody's gotta be the boss.

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