Silver River Page #3

Thank you.

Wait a minute.

The change.

Thank you.

Who's that?

That's Georgia Moore.

She and her husband own

the silver river mines.

Nice people.

Very nice.

And you're very generous,

too, with my money.

I'd make that pot

good if I were you.

Three aces.

I had no idea the frontier

could boast such charming ladies.

And speaking of

charming ladies.

What is this?

Our stuff was supposed

to come off first.

Did you pay off

the purser?

He wouldn't take anything.

He was a northerner, too.

You can't trust anybody.

Where's the fellow

who owns those wagons?

He's over here.

Well, you keep

an eye on the stuff.

Hustle up. Murphy,

pull up that team.

Say, these wagons yours?

Yep. Sam slade,

that's me.

Like to hire

some of them.

Sorry, mister, can't be done. Why not?

You're too late.

The lady's got 'em.

Set those crates down easy!

I didn't bring

that machinery

all the way out here

for you to ruin it.

All right,

take the cable off.

Wagon boss is a bit tough.

See what you can do with him.

We're liable to run

into rough weather.

Hello, mrs. Moore.

Or maybe you're mrs.

Moore's younger brother.

That's very funny.

What do you want?

I want a little help. You

remember me, don't you?

I'm the man who so graciously

contributed to your worthy cause.

I'd like to get

a couple of your wagons.

That's impossible.

Oh, just a minute.

This is business. I need

those wagons pretty bad.

Like to make you

an offer.

Sorry, the answer is no,

Mr. Whatever-your-name-is.

Mccomb, ma'am.

Mike McComb.

I need all I have

and more.

I've been trying to get this mining

machinery to silver city for six months.

Sorry.

Oh, that's all right.

I just thought

out west here

everybody tried giving the

other fellow a helping hand.

We also have a saying-

what's mine is mine.

I keep the wagons.

Pretty smart in those pants.

I'd look pretty

silly without 'em.

But a couple of drinks

ain't gonna hurt ya.

Sorry, son, I gotta

stick on the job.

I'll tell you what i

will do, though. What?

If you stick around, I might play

you a little game of horseshoes.

Give them horses

a smackin' big feed.

We're leaving the first

thing in the morning.

Whose stuff are

you hauling, sam?

Belongs to the Moore

company. Silver river.

What do you charge

a trip?

Plenty. But I ain't

got room this trip

to carry a humpbacked mouse.

He's got ethics. I offered

him twice the price

to carry our stuff instead.

But he's got ethics.

Well, I like a man

with ethics.

You sure got a way

with those horseshoes.

That was $10 a game.

I know it.

Fifth game you won

in a row, isn't it?

I'm good at all kinds

of games. That's my nature.

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