Joe Dakota Page #2

and don't even know his name?

That's nothin', I don't

know your name, either.

Jody Weaver.

Jody?

Well, Jody, I know that's

Joe's shack out there,

but one of the men told

me it's his property.

And nobody lived there at all.

Is that right?

Farm used to belong to Joe Dakota,

but he doesn't live there anymore.

Hey, where you goin'?

(door slams and lock clicks)

Hey, Jody, wait a minute!

Hey, Jody, you can't leave

me out here like this!

What about my bath?

(stranger whistling

"Flower of San Antone")

There are fools who must always wander

And go wherever the winds have blown

I heard the call, and I rode out yonder

So far from my home in San Antone

I want a love so sweet and tender

The dearest love I'll ever know

[Jody] Hey!

In my heart she'll bloom forever

[Jody] Hey, mister!

So far far from San Antone

[Jody] Hey!

Hey!

Get over, Blackie, get

over, get over, come on.

Get over there, boy, get over there.

Hi!

[Jody] What do you think you're doing?

[Stranger] Taking a bath.

You shouldn't be taking it in there.

[Stranger] You shouldn't

have locked me out!

It's the only place in town that was open.

[Jody] You'd better get out of there.

[Stranger] What'd you run away for?

You're in trouble now.

(somber woodwind music)

(tense orchestral music)

Ho!

What in blazes is he doing?

That man, taking a bath!

Jody, get away from that window!

Rosa, take Maddie inside, right away.

That fella's got a lot of gall.

Gotta get him outa there.

Thing like that could

give this town a bad name.

[Sam] Come on, Sis, that's

nothing for you to be looking at.

Scandalous!

Well, you don't have

to keep looking, Ethel.

Myrna, take the women

and kids into the store.

Keep 'em off the street.

We'll handle this.

(ominous brass orchestral music)

I guess maybe I'd

better explain this, huh?

Go ahead.

Make it good.

Well, to be truthful, I,

I didn't expect you to get back so soon.

And, took me a lot longer

to get this stuff off

than it did for you to get it on me.

That's no reason for

makin' a public bath

out of our water trough.

It is a little more public

than I figured, at that.

You oughta be thrown in jail.

If you jail him, you gotta feed him.

Horse whippin's cheaper.

I thought we made it clear before

that you're not welcome here.

Oh, you made that clear enough.

May need a little help.

Just what kind of help

you think you'd get from us?

Well, now the way I see

it, we got two choices.

We can wait here until it gets dark,

or you fellas can make a tighter circle

and I can get up outa here.

Would you please throw me

the towel off my saddle bag?

I think you've stalled

around long enough.

[Stranger] Money for the new clothes

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