The Ballad of Cable Hogue Page #2

you don't wanna ride with us?

No.

No.

I'll be right here, Hogue.

Right here.

Hey, feller.

Hey, hold up there a minute, feller.

That's 10 cents. That's my water.

My land, my water.

- Found it where it wasn't. Ten cents.

- Here's your pay.

- You shouldn't have done that.

- Is that so?

- Give me that rifle.

- I'll give you what's in it.

Now get out.

Drop by again.

Always open for business.

You're my first customer.

Appears to me you've been

Not that it seems to bother you none.

Peace and goodwill, brother.

I come as a friend.

- Careful, son, I'm a man of God.

- Well, you damn near joined him.

- Anybody with you?

- I'm alone.

I am the Reverend

Joshua Duncan Sloane...

...preacher to all of eastern Nevada

and selected parts of northern Arizona.

Well, you're a sorry preacher.

And a hell of a sneak.

In my case, sir, those thus attributed

often go hand in hand.

And speaking of such,

here is mine in all good fellowship.

I'm Cable Hogue.

Cable? That's rather

an unusual name, isn't it?

You have builded an oasis

out of this wilderness.

Oh, no, I just stumbled on that mud hole

over there and I dug it out a little.

You might call this place

Cable Springs. Sound good?

Yeah.

That excavation, a wine cellar perhaps?

No, that's a three-holer.

Expecting a lot of business.

I see tragedy has already struck

this cactus Eden.

No, that's no tragedy.

Shot the son of a b*tch.

With his own rifle. He tried to kill me.

He was my first customer.

You're my second.

Well said and well done. Defend thyself

with the jawbone of an ass if need be.

You're a Good Samaritan to offer help...

...to a needy traveler...

- Hallelujah, brother. At 10 cents a head.

Water to men, sheep and hogs, 10

cents. Horses, mules and cows, 2 bits.

- Of course.

- In advance.

- In advance.

- In advance.

Which means before you drink,

you pay 10 cents. In advance.

Cast thy bread upon the waters,

let this man have his just needs.

You talk like a man of God, all right. But

I worked like hell for that there water.

My poor, misguided friend,

you are a sinner in need of redemption.

I will redeem you.

Ten cents, you pious bastard,

or I'll bury you.

What church did you say you was with?

The Church of the Wayfaring Stranger.

A church of my own revelation.

Just like that?

- Just like that.

- Where's it located?

Wherever I go, it goes with me.

Would you like to see some

of my parishioners? Sisters of the spirit.

Why, that one's naked

as a jaybird's ass.

Naked we come into this earth,

naked we shall return.

Well, well, brother Hogue.

I foresee a great community

springing out of the sand.

Busy thoroughfares, alabaster buildings...

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