Yellow Sky Page #3

till the horses get their legs back,

and I don't want any unnecessary trouble.

- Stay away from those people.

- Listen. You ain't-

Yes, I am. I ain't talkin'

just to hear my own voice.

I'm ordering you.

If I catch any of you messin' around

that house, somebody's gonna get hurt.

- Is that clear?

- That include you too?

That includes everybody.

There's an old saloon

down at the other end of the town.

We'll bunk in it.

Gets kinda cold around here at night.

[Snoring]

- Where you goin'?

- Outside.

I can't sleep nohow with this fathead

snorin' like a wounded buffalo.

- Turn over!

- [Muttering]

[Groaning]

[Snoring Resumes]

Sure is still tonight, ain't it?

I wonder what Dude's up to.

Brother, am I sure gonna throw a shoe

if he gets anyplace with that gal.

From what I saw, she'll tear him

in two if he tries anything.

[Coyote Howling]

What are you doin' here?

Lookin' for one of my men.

I told you if anybody came up here,

he was liable to get shot.

I wish you wouldn't keep

pointin' that thing at me.

Women got no business

carryin' guns.

- They're apt to shoot somebody

they don't mean to.

- Not me.

You know,

if you was prettied up a bit...

you might look almost like a female.

[Grunting]

[Muffled Shouting]

[Mike]

You-

[Grunting Continues]

[Whimpers, Panting]

[Grunting]

Just wanted to show you how safe

you'd be if I really wanted to get rough.

You smell. Even Apaches

are cleaner than you.

Why, you-

Didn't anybody ever tell you

before that you smell bad?

Mike! Mike!

What happened?

It's nothin', Grandpa.

It's just-

I just caught someone

prowlin' around out here.

Did you get him good?

Maybe I should have.

[Laughs]

Good thing she can shoot

as straight as she can, young fella.

Most women'd have lost their heads at a time

like this, and you'd have been done for.

Ain't every girl can miss

that close... on purpose.

- Do you need any help?

- No!

[Laughs]

Better be gettin'

back on inside, honey.

Ain't likely he'll bother

anybody else tonight.

He's gonna be kinda dizzy.

[Laughs]

Mike, how'd you

come to shoot him?

I don't know.

He grabbed me.

He made me feel-

I don't know.

I wish I'd let him die

of thirst when he came here.

[Coyote Howling]

[Coyote Howling]

What were you doing up there?

I was lookin' for you.

I guess you didn't hear what I said

about stayin' away from that girl.

[Chuckles] Looks like you didn't

even hear it yourself.

Anyhow, I wasn't bothering about her.

I was just nosing around,

following a hunch.

- What kind of a hunch?

- Gold.

It doesn't make sense-

that old man and a girl like her...

living up herejust for their health.

Sure enough, they've got half a dozen cradles

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