Hell's Belles Page #2

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What the hell's going on?

Give the man a smile,

sugar, will you?

Keep her.

I don't want her.

I know.

You want your cycle.

But you ain't gonna get it

'cause a swap's a swap.

So you better take her

and be happy.

Damn it!

I don't want her!

Hey, Tampa, you almost had me

scared for a minute.

I almost thought

you meant it.

Tampa, help me!

Take good care of him, honey.

Just like you did for us.

Let's split.

Come on!

Tampa?

Don't leave me here! Tampa!

He really did run off

and leave you, huh?

Which way did they go?

Hey! I asked you a question.

Your friends ran off

and left you here.

What are you trying

to protect them for?

- What are you planning to do?

- Get my bike back!

You're crazy.

There's ten of them.

- You'd never stand a chance.

- That's my worry!

You're gonna tell me where

they went, or I'll bust your...

All right!

They're on their way to Nogales.

They've been gone an hour.

They went over you

real good, didn't they?

They may not

be so easy next time.

Neither will I.

Big talk, considering

they're not here.

What are you so smug about?

They sure don't think

much of their women!

You're no improvement!

Neither are you!

I'm getting rid of you

the first town we come to!

All right, break it up!

You want gas,

I'll do it.

Give me that.

Gippo.

Hey, come here.

- What's the matter?

- This thing won't work.

Maybe it ain't got no gas.

Worked fine a minute ago.

Here, Gip.

You look at it.

Man, did you pick up on that?!

That was beautiful.

I'm gonna get you for this.

We're only playing!

Come on.

We was only fooling. Come on.

Come on!

Watch it, man!

Don't mess around with it!

Hey, you!

I got a cigarette here!

Trying to kill us all, you fool.

Let's get out of here!

Come on!

This is where we part company.

Don't think it hasn't been fun.

That's probably the most

exciting news up here in years.

There's a couple of them now!

Friends probably

had something to do with that.

That's got nothing to do with us.

I'm not wasting my breath.

Get on!

Wait.

You recognize those bikes?

They're like men.

All the same.

- You wait here.

- Why?

Just do it.

Twenty cents for a can of beans.

Ain't it a shame?

I don't make the prices.

You don't mind collecting

for them, though, do you?

- What the...

- Talk to me.

- Nice and quiet.

- What do you want?

Where are the rest of your friends?

What the hell are you doing here?

Hey, Charlie, come here!

We got company!

Where are they?

Charlie?

The Mesquite Road cutoff.

Two miles down the lake.

Get the hell out of my store!

Police'll hear about this.

Let's get out of here.

He's gonna call the cops.

That should cover this.

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