Silver River Page #2

we might just buy that in.

What are you doing?

I'm getting back

my mustering out pay.

Well don't use

your pockets.

Here. Use a barrel.

I'll get yours, too.

Pistol?

Yeah?

I have news for you.

I think you've just gone

into the gambling business.

Mike, we're in trouble.

That bunch of crooked freight

handlers attached our stuff.

What for?

Aw, some jacked-up charge

or other, but it's serious.

Fellow named Banjo Sweeney

bought the writ of attachment

and he's trying

to grab our equipment.

Well, forget it.

Cards.

I'm out.

Seizing properties on false

attachments is no dodge.

It won't work in missouri,

but it's sure legal

in kansas.

That's right, mister.

I want your bill

of lading, McComb.

Oh, we were just

discussing you, mr. Sweeney.

Well, there's nothing to

discuss. Just give me the bill.

Oh, wait a minute,

wait a minute.

After all, if you're going

to grab a man's equipment,

i think the least you could do is give

him the benefit of a little conversation.

I didn't come here for

conversation. Quit stalling.

I'm not stalling.

Why don't you sit down

and have a drink?

We can settle.

I'll get the sheriff.

He'll settle your hash.

Take one more step,

and I'll shoot you...

in the back.

You don't take

any chances, do you?

I never take chances.

It's too risky.

Hey! Hey, mr. Sweeney.

I've been looking

all over for ya.

Serve the writ.

Huh? Oh, yeah.

That's McComb right there...

with the gun.

Yeah...

yeah...

well...

what's the matter, boys?

Couldn't be that we crossed the

line into missouri, could it?

That's right. I'm sorry, mr. Sweeney.

You know, McComb, the way you

held that gun on him, i...

i really thought you'd

shoot him in the back.

Hey, pistol.

Take care of the purser.

See our stuff

gets off first, huh?

Um, your bet,

i believe, mr. Blakely.

Drink, soldier?

Here's what we collected

on deck for the boys.

Looks like they kept their

hands in their pockets.

Didn't dare disturb

the cabin passengers.

They're mostly yankees.

Give me that.

I just love to see

yankees and their money

part company.

I've never seen a handsome

gentleman who wasn't generous.

Thank you.

Purser?

Yes, sir?

When we get to st. Joe,

would you see that McComb's

stuff gets off first?

I'll raise you 200.

I've had enough.

Oh, miss Moore.

Don't get up,

mr. Chevigee.

I'm just collecting money

for the soldiers on deck.

Would you mind?

It's a pleasure, ma'am.

Thank you.

Of course,

of course.

Go away.

Go away before I shoot you.

In the back.

I'll call ya.

I happen to be trying

to help wounded soldiers.

Now would you

care to contribute?

Your pardon, ma'am.

I had no notion

i was addressing a lady.

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