Destry Rides Again Page #3

Quiet! Shut up!

Folks, an important

announcement by our mayor,

the honorable Hiram J. Slade.

Fellow citizens,

our esteemed sheriff,

Mr. Joseph Keogh,

has been suddenly

called out of town

on urgent business.

He'll be gone permanent.

[Man] Yippee!

So it becomes necessary for

me to appoint somebody...

to fill out

the unexpired term.

Therefore, with the power

conferred on me...

by statute number 85-E,

and other statutes

thereunto appertainin',

I do hereby appoint

to the post of sheriff...

that paragon of courage,

that credit

to his community,

the pride of Bottleneck,

Mr. Washington Dimsdale.

[Laughter]

Oh, LittleJoe,

LittleJoe

[Man]

Hooray for the new sheriff!

[Cheering]

Hooray!

What are we cheerin' for?

It's for you, Wash.

You're the new sheriff.

Hooray... What?

That's right, Sheriff.

Congratulations.

As mayor of Bottleneck,

I here and now pronounce

you sheriff.

[Cheering]

Drinks on the house,

everybody.

I set 'em up

and you drink 'em down.

I set 'em up

and you drink 'em down.

I set 'em up

and you drink 'em down.

This is getting

monotonous!

Quiet, everybody!

To our new sheriff,

Washington Dimsdale.

A long life.

[Cheering]

A long life.

That's pretty good.

Wash, aren't you

drinking to yourself?

Oh, sure, sure, sure, sure.

Frenchy, am I really

the sheriff?

Well, sure, you are.

Then I am off the liquor.

A man has gotta choose

between the bottle

and the badge.

[Laughter, Cheering]

Why, he didn't say that...

or did he?

Laugh, you fools!

I'm tellin' ya this town

of Bottleneck has gotta

respect law and order,

or I'll put

everybody in jail.

[Laughing]

The Sheriff's right.

Now you can see why I chose

such a strong-minded man.

[Laughter]

We're all with ya, Sheriff.

If you need any help,

I'll be your deputy.

No need to bother.

I want a deputy like I was

when Destry was my boss.

Why, we handled a much

tougher and ornery a crowd

than I see present.

Why, when we started shootin',

they ran outta town so fast,

the breeze from their coattails

set off a sizeable windmill.

[Laughter]

But Destry is dead.

That makes him

the right man for the job.

Saves us

a lot of trouble.

Is that so?

Well, young Tom ain't dead,

and his father brought him up...

to be the toughest

and fightinest man that

ever growed up in the west.

He ain't got as big

a name as his pa,

but he cleaned up Tombstone.

And I'm sendin' for him

to be my deputy.

And when he gets here...

Destry will ride again.

[Laughter]

Hey, driver, how many times

do I have to tell you...

to take it easy

on those bumps?

I got a schedule to keep.

Pull in your neck.

I'll pull a neck in,

but it won't be mine.

[Laughing]

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