Yellow Sky Page #4

and a big sluice box down in the canyon.

Well, how do you know it's not just old

equipment left around here like everything else?

Because there's a shack down there too.

Apaches been living in it.

I could smell 'em

the minute I opened the door.

Strong as a fox's den.

Well, suppose they have

found some gold, what of it?

Too much money layin' around in banks

for us to worry about any little dab they got.

Maybe it isn't so little.

Well, anyhow, we're not

sticking around to find out.

We're movin' on as soon

as the horses are fit.

Well, I don't know about you...

but I'm getting a little tired

of all this robbery business.

I've got a bullet floating

around in me, right here.

Some tinhorn gambler

who yelled like a stuck pig...

because he dropped

a few hundred dollars.

Claimed he'd been cheated.

Which he had, but that's

neither here nor there.

I don't know if I ever told you...

but I used to have

a big faro layout in San Juan.

Best-looking woman in camp

waiting on me hand and foot.

Then bang-

Along comes this tinhorn-

puts a bullet in me.

When I got on my feet again,

the money was all gone.

Her too.

She lit out with a fellow

who ended up beating her.

[Laughs]

Which wasn't a bad idea either.

As for me, I was just

a down-at-the-heels sharper...

with one bad lung,

looking for a stake.

But I told them

I'd come back, loaded.

That's why I joined up with you.

Maybe now's the time.

Not interested.

Just thought I'd mention it.

Need any help getting back to bed?

I'm staying here

for the rest of the night.

I'll send the kid

with your saddle and blanket.

By the way...

that woman I was telling you

about in San Juan-

Her name was Lucy.

This girl kind of reminds me ofher.

Same figure.

[Coyote Howling]

[Coyote Howling]

[Wind Howling]

[Chuckles]

[Sniffs]

[Sniffing]

## [Singing Folk Song]

## [Continues]

## [Ends]

Now wait a minute, boss. I ain't doin' nothin'

none of the rest of them ain't doin'.

- And what's that?

- Lookin' for the old man's gold, like Dude said.

Where are the old man and the girl?

They're up in the hills somewhere.

They lit out as soon as they heard us comin'.

- Put that down and come with me.

- All right, boss.

All right.

Get in there where I can

see what you're doing.

So you fellows figure

you got a new boss, eh?

- We want that gold.

- Dude said you wasn't interested.

- So we took a vote and-

- Decided that Dude's the leader. Is that it?

It just happens that votes

don't mean a thing to me.

You wanna get rid of me,

you've gotta run me out.

You ain't got no objections

to bein' rich, have you?

We ain't arguin' about that now.

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