West of the Divide Page #2

Get back to the hideout. I'll see you tonight.

Hello, Winters? This is Dr. Silsby.

Your daughter wanted me to tell you

she may be late getting home.

She's met with a slight accident.

No, not serious. I'll bring her out to the ranch a little later.

Thank you.

Who were the men that brought me in, Dr. Silsby?

They said they were prospectors.

It's lucky they found you.

A small artery has been severed.

And eventually, you may have bled to death.

As it is, the way you are, nobody'll ever

know that you have a scratch.

I certainly am grateful, but did they say anything about money?

Not a word.

I had three thousand dollars on me to deposit.

And it's gone.

Three thousand!

Your name Gentry?

Yeah, I'm Gentry.

We're from the border. Bill said to give you this.

He'd have come himself but he had a couple of

star packers on his trail.

So, you're Gat Ganns, eh?

That's what they call me.

- And this is my friend, Dusty.

- Hi.

- Howdy.

- We always work together.

Bill tell you what I wanted?

No, he just said there was gonna be some

gun-throwing.

How much do you want for the job?

What's the job?

There's a fella I wanna have disappear.

Well, whatever you're gonna give Bill'll be okay

with us.

- Eh, Dusty?

- Yeah.

Alright.

I'll take you over to meet the boys.

- Hello, Mr. Gentry!

- Hello, Spuds.

- Where's your dad?

- He's gettin' himself ready for dinner.

- Where are the boys?

- They're over at the corral.

Hey! Spuds! Spuds, get in here and get to work!

Hey, Spuds!

Oh, hello, boss.

Hey, Butch. I want you to meet Gat Ganns,

and his friend Dusty.

- Hiya, boys.

- Hi.

These boys have joined up with us for a while.

Come on, I want you to meet the rest of the boys.

Get in there! Get in there and get to work!

Hey, boys.

This is Gat Ganns, and his friend Dusty.

They're gonna be with us for a while.

I've got a little job to do tomorrow night.

You boys are taking all of Winters' cattle.

Taking 'em through the passe into Round Valley.

There's plenty of feed there. We'll dispose o' them later.

You boys can watch the house.

Winters'll be sure to come out when he hears

the racket.

Now, he's the man you want and you know

what to do.

Be sure it isn't the girl.

We're leaving about midnight.

Hank, show the boys to the sleeping quarters.

We're out of provisions, chief.

Yeah, well, here's fifty bucks.

And by the way, Butch. We're taking Winters' cattle

tomorrow night. You better get in on the drive.

- I'll be there, chief.

- Okay.

- I'm riding back with you, Gentry, to get my pack.

- Okay.

Hey, Spuds!

Come out here.

Tell the boys to hitch up the horses.

You're driving to town for provisions.

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