The Return of Frank James Page #2

after the farm. I won't be gone long.

Oh, Pinky can take care of things.

There ain't much to do right now.

The fence has gotta be finished.

The stock's gotta be taken care of.

- Anyways, you're too young.

- I'm no baby. I'm grown up.

Ain't no use arguin', Clem. The

Fords is my affair personal...

and you ain't goin' with me.

Pinky, I'm leavin' Clem in your charge.

- Don't let him get out of your sight.

- No, sir.

- See he studies his figurin' and his readin'.

- Yes, sir, Mr. Frank.

If you want me for anything important,

Major Cobb will know where I am.

- Good-bye, Pinky. Good-bye,

son. - Good- bye, sir.

Look after things while I'm gone too.

- Hello, Joe. Hello, Fred.

- Hello.

- Didn't know you boys could read.

- [Laughing]

Hello, Connie. How's your pa?

[Chattering]

Whiskey. What'll it be,

boys? Bob Ford's buyin'.

- Have a drink, Major.

- I don't drink with rats.

- Watch out, Major.

- No danger. The Fords only shoot at backs.

- You tryin' to make trouble?

- No, but if I had my way-

You had your way. You

and your stinkin' paper...

did everything you could

to hang us, didn't ya?

Well, we're free now, and

we got the reward money.

- There isn't a thing you can do about it.

- Come, come, gentlemen.

Let bygones be bygones.

TheJames case is a closed issue.

Not by a gosh-dang sight it ain't.

And it won't be closed tillJesse's brother's

paid for every dad-blasted drop of it.

Your hands ain't any

too clean either, Runyan.

Mine? What have I done?

As an officer employed by

the railroad, naturally I-

Oh, don't pay any attention to the old

buzzard. Talk, talk, that's all he can do.

Yeah, that's about all I can do.

But thoseJames boys are mighty

peculiar. Mighty peculiar.

Jesse's gone, that's true.

Maybe Frank's gone too.

And then again, maybe he ain't.

The boys always had a mighty

peculiar way of turning up...

just when you least expected them.

Mighty peculiar.

What are your plans?

I'm going out West to see a friend of mine.

When?

Now.

Now read it back to me, Roy.

"If we're ever gonna have law and

order in this part of the country...

"we gotta take vipers like those Fords...

"and that slimy railroad detective Runyan...

and shoot 'em down like dogs. "

Right. Now, paragraph.

"Furthermore, we've got to

abolish the pardoning power"-

[Rhythmic Whistling]

[Chuckles] Better go back

and get your supper, Roy.

Yes, sir.

[Quietly] Come in, Frank, come in. Come in!

I knew you'd be along this way

soon, but you're a wee bit late.

- Late? Ain't they here?

- No. They's gone out of town a few hours ago.

Yeah, yeah, get away from this window.

Now, now, come on. Sit down and tell

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