Badman's Territory Page #4

Bank failures are never anybody's

fault except ours.

Too bad you weren't around

for that one.

Must get a lot of Texans here. Yes. People in Quinto

are pretty decent. Not the ones I've seen so far.

It ain't that bad...

the men that put away their guns.

Can't argue with the men

that still carry them.

I understand. You still keep your

collections up to date? Yes indeedy.

Hey, Doc. Didn't I pay you

in advance? I guess you did.

Gentlemen.

This boy needs rest and quiet.

Hold on, Doc.

Ain't you forgot something?

Why, I... oh, yes!

How about some medicine? Medicine?

Yes. What medicine have you got?

Let's see. I got snakeroot, ipecac,

asafoetida, turpentine or brandy.

I'll take a little brandy. Yeah...

Thanks for looking after him, boys.

Don't mention it.

Join us in a drink, Mr Sheriff?

With pleasure, Mr James.

Get a little rest. See you later.

PIANO PLAYS:

That's the list for tomorrow's race.

We're ready to take all bets.

Think your horse can win, McGee?

I'm gonna risk a brand-new

Texas dollar bill!

I bet you 10-1 you lose it!

Can his new horse run fast?

When he's scared!

Can he beat Beauty?

When Beauty's dead!

Who's the official stakeholder?

Anybody you like, if he's honest!

If I was as crooked as you,

I'd have a guilty conscience!

I can't remember ever touching

a dishonest penny.

Give him some brandy. He's

absent-minded. He thinks he's pious.

Hiya, Coyote. Glad to see you back.

I'm not unhappy to be here.

How are you, Sam?

How about Honest Jim Badger,

the Coyote Kid as stakeholder?

As one of our most honest citizens, we've

chosen you as stakeholder for the big race.

Thank you, but I'll have to decline.

Why?

I plan to get drunk tomorrow and I'm

a LEETLE mite careless when I drink.

You're the people's choice.

How about Doc Glen here?

No, you're the man. If you insist,

but don't say I didn't warn you.

McGee, you ain't running

the sheriff's chestnut, are you?

- Yeah. He hasn't got much chance.

- I'm betting he don't.

- He'll do anything for me.

- Anything but win that race!

One of your men, ain't he?

Yeah. Hank McGee.

Excuse me.

I'm kind of thinking

nobody's going to win anything!

You shot my deputy in the back

and stole my horse. What of it?

Where's the chestnut? In good hands.

At the corral? Maybe.

Well?

Come on.

Put him up again.

Pay for them drinks, Doc.

Yeah... What?

Well, what are we waiting for?

A formal invitation?

Mr Rowley, would you come in

a minute?

A Texas sheriff is fighting

one of the James boys!

The James boys? Come on!

Hurry! This may be your last chance

to see a real live sheriff!

I'm very grateful to you

for helping me, but I do regret...

Forget it. The businessmen's

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