Run for Cover Page #3

To see if it was the kinda place

I'd wanna live in.

Well, you sure answered

that question.

Here's your gun.

It'd be a good idea

if you wore yours that way.

Mister, we...

We owe you

an apology.

I'll tell the boy.

He'll be real touched.

Well, how was I to know

from what these two fellas...

We didn't ask you

to shoot nobody down

Without giving 'em

a chance.

You'd think I done it

all by myself.

You was there, too.

All of you.

You were wearin'

the badge.

(Rooster crows)

Yes?

Ma'am.

I'm looking

for Davey Bishop.

They said

they were gonna bring him here.

This is the Swenson place,

isn't it?

It is.

I... I was with him

when the law jumped him.

The sheriff just admitted

he made a mistake.

The boy's here,

isn't he?

Yeah.

The doctor's

just with him.

One moment, please.

Your name Swenson?

Ja.

Helga Swenson.

You will come in?

Thank you.

How is he?

You hurt, too?

Oh, it's nothing.

A crease.

What?

A crease.

Just the skin.

What about Davey?

He's in here.

That's all I can do

for him.

How is he?

Three bullet holes

and a leg all busted up.

Is he gonna make it?

I can't work miracles.

If he's still alive tomorrow,

I'll take a look at him.

What about his family?

They been told?

His parents died

years back.

He's been a ward of the town

since, you might say,

Living with one family

or the other.

Too bad.

He was a nice kid.

Kinda wild,

but he'd got over it.

You talk

like he was dead already.

Mister, I can't

work miracles.

I know.

You said that.

Bye.

Father...

This is my father, mister...

Oh, Dow.

Matthew Dow.

I'm pleased

to know you.

Say, do you mind if

I hang around here awhile,

Kinda look after him?

You're welcome to.

Thanks.

There's work to do.

Farms do not run themselves.

In a minute, father.

In the old country,

Children do not say

"In a minute"

When the father speaks.

That's why I like America.

Sit down.

I'll fix your head.

That's all right.

Yes, I know.

It's just a crease?

Never mind with any of that.

Just a little water will do.

You sit here.

How did this happen,

That they shoot at you

and the other?

'Cause you got

a sheriff in this town

Who ought to be

behind a butcher's counter.

I don't understand if

you've done nothing wrong.

He didn't wait to find out.

They just blasted away.

You lucky they didn't hurt you

more badly, too.

I'd made the boy

ride up in front.

And, eh, you feel

sort of responsible?

That's part of it.

Thank you.

Perhaps there's more?

Yes, there's more.

My boy had lived to be

just about his age.

This doesn't look good.

Kid's gonna die,

he should be able to wake up

And see a friendly face.

Have somebody around

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