Rustlers' Rhapsody Page #3
- PG
- Year:
- 1985
- 88 min
- 427 Views
for my vey, vey own?
Please, Daddy.
l'll be careful, l promise.
Wildfire is a lot of horse,
little lady.
Oh, Daddy, please!
lf anybody can ride him, l can.
Please, please,
please, please, please.
Well, l guess you're right.
He's yours.
Oh, thank you, Daddy!
Buy Blackie?
Yeah, he's on the couch there, dead.
No!
You and Blackie dated?
Dated?
Oh, Daddy, we did eveything
together. Eveything.
Oh, my God.
l knew the real Blackie.
Oh, Daddy, he could feel.
He could touch.
Oh, my God!
Take care of her, men.
No, not that! Take her
upstairs is what l meant.
Gee whiz!
My dearest mother.
Quiet. Quiet.
Send $1 ,OOO
for supplies
and travel.
Thanking you in advance.
- l am...
- Let's shoot him now.
No. Let's be on the safe side,
wait till he's asleep.
The Singing Cowboy.
He's gone.
He's not gone, you idiot.
He's somewhere out there in the dark.
He got the drop on us.
Howdy, stranger.
Howdy.
We're looking for someone
named...Betty.
There's no Betty here.
No Betty here?
Did you hear that, fellas?
l reckon we came
to the wrong campsite.
l reckon you did.
You fellas are making
a big mistake.
How's that?
The way you positioned
yourselves.
When the shooting starts, you're likely
to miss me and hit each other.
You think you're real smart,
don't you, fella?
When l see something that's
obviously wrong, l usually speak up.
Well, l hope you're good
in arithmetic too
because there's only one
of you and there's...five of us.
- Oh, that doesn't matter.
- How do you mean?
Just to be semi-fair,
l'll only use one gun.
Oh, we've got a real smart aleck
on our hands, haven't we, boys?
All you have to do is draw.
What if we don't wanna draw?
Now, that would be fine with me.
Actually, l'd prefer it.
But we do wanna draw.
Don't we, men?
Anytime, boys.
You're the only one
l can turn to now, Wildfire.
You're like me.
You're wild and free
and headstrong,
but you love me.
That's why l'm the only, only person
in the whole world who can ride you.
- l'm tired of getting shot in the hand.
- Shut up.
- What are we gonna tell the colonel?
- Tell him we need help to kill this guy.
Who is it?
A bunch of your men.
Five of them.
l'll be right there, men.
Did you kill him?
No, not exactly.
Not exactly?
Well, we tried to kill him, colonel,
but he shot us in the hands.
- In the hands?
- Yeah, it hurts too.
l think we ought to talk to the railroad
men about helping us kill this guy.
l don't like going
to the railroad for help.
This guy's faster
on the draw than Blackie was.
Yeah, colonel,
and he never misses.
J:
Well
maybe we should
go to the railroad people.
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Rustlers' Rhapsody" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 28 Mar. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/rustlers'_rhapsody_17281>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In