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a man we're after for murder.

Orderly, tell sergeant Bret

l want him.

Yes, sir.

Ranger's commission.

Commissioner's deputy,

United States Marshal

and here's my O. K.

from your Regina office.

-l've heard of your organization.

-Thanks. We heard of yours too.

Thank you.

You come at rather a difficult time.

Sergeant Bret, this is Mr. Rivers

of the Texas Rangers.

Howdy.

Texas did you say?

-Texas, is a United State.

-Yes, sir.

The Rangers are a organization

rather like our own

in some respects.

Yes, sir.

He's here on a police errand.

See that he's fed, billeted,

and offered a bath.

Then help him fill out

the proper forms.

Very good, sir.

That's mighty hospitable of you

but l want to get started...

This way please.

They say Riel

is gonna try it again.

Look out, l'm not Riel.

l tried a lot of times

l never got anywhere.

-Low bridge there Slim.

-Place wasn't built for a giraffe.

Gentlemen!

This is Mr. Rivers of

the Texas constabulary.

-Rangers.

-Hello, constable!

Another criminal has leaked out

of the US and he's after him.

You can sleep in that

collapsible mantrap, sheriff.

Attention, to roll call.

-Constable Ackroyd.

-Here.

-Adams.

-Cameron.

-Douglass.

-Fyffe.

-Herrick.

-Judson.

-Kent.

-Kennedy.

-On patrol.

-Harder than rock but for your head.

-Lane.

-Logan.

Logan?

He was slightly overheated

and went out to get some air.

Ronnie!

-Why you be so late?

-l was put on potato patrol.

lf this potato is other woman...

l eat your heart out.

l was pealing one million potatoes

just because l talked

to you in Batoche.

Then maybe l don't eat your heart.

l just keep him here,

inside my heart.

Suits me molasses.

-Here. Want this for a padlock?

-Ronnie!

This lock both our hearts together.

Put it on for me please.

What's that?

Get!

lf that wicked sentry finds you

your cute little pelt

will be nailed to the barn door.

Ronnie, maybe police

no let me come Fort no more.

-Why?

-My father, he come back.

Who's your father?

He's very bad medicine.

l remember long ago

he cooked bear meat on stick

give me piece in my hand.

Well l'll tell you

what we'll do.

l won't bite him

if he doesn't bite me.

Please,

you don't let my father

bust us up!

Listen you little wild cat.

You're the only real thing for me.

Nobody, nothing could ever

make me let you go.

l love you so terrible bad

l feel good.

l'll be pealing potatoes

the rest of my life for this.

-Douglass, a hand will you?

-Of course.

Mother and child,

both doing nicely.

What do you ride in Texas?

Elephants?

They come in handy if you

break a wheel on your wagon.

An uncle of mine visited Texas once.

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