Beer for My Horses Page #4

than they do, sheriff.

Actually, they did have to

work tonight.

Norvel and Sandy

went out to Catfish Cove,

and they run into

Jay Boy Simpson.

That was one hell of a fight.

Hey, ain't that my bat?

Ow!

Well, it ain't love beautiful.

Ain't love beautiful.

Hey, Jake,

how about

a round of shots for the table

and three beers?

Table number seven.

What happened out there

tonight?

Oh, nothing big. High-speed

chased, little scuffle.

Rack?

Caught four guys

stealing fertilizer.

Three of them were just local

lowlifes for hire,

but this one guy, he's

a Mexican guy. I don't know.

He may be connected. He

seemed to be running the show.

Any idea who that might be?

We're working on it.

I'll know something soon.

Anybody hurt?

- Sheriff, this one guy

took one of Skunk's

broadheads right in the ass.

He's lucky my boy didn't put one

through his pump station.

Ain't that right, Skunk?

That damn bow and arrow

of yours.

Well, listen, here,

I wanna congratulate you boys.

A little toast.

- Here we go.

Whiskey for my men.

Beer for my horses.

# Let's get trashed #

# And throw it all away #

- # Throw it all away #

"And his sweat

was like drops of blood

falling on the ground."

"When he rose from prayer

and went back to the disciples,

"he found them asleep,

exhausted from sorrow."

"Why are you sleeping"

"he asked.

"'Get up and pray

so that you will not fall

into temptation.'"

Amen.

If you want salvation,

brethren...

Lonnie?

...you got to open your ears

and listen to the word

of the Lord.

Amen.

You've got to open your eyes

and look into the book

and learn to live

by the word of the Lord.

Amen.

You must wake up

and smell the Bible.

A... men.

Ain't that so,

Lonnie Freeman?

Amen.

Reverend Parker,

that was a wonderful message

you gave today.

Really?

What was your favorite part?

Oh, you know, the whole thing

about God being great.

And devil being an ass

and stuff.

I feel like a new man.

Oh, I bet you do considering

all the sleep you got.

Come on, Becky.

- Thank you.

Lonnie.

We'll see you tomorrow, Lonnie.

- Okay, buddy.

We missed Cammie this morning.

Is everything okay?

She's just fine. She's a

little bit under the weather.

You know, couples just don't

seem to stay together anymore.

It's kinda sad.

- Heh.

Yeah, it's sad, all right.

Well, I'll see you later,

preacher.

Rack?

- Yeah?

You can borrow my lawn mower

any time you need it, son.

Johnny Franks? Heh.

I thought youse in jail.

- Nope.

You staying out of trouble, boy?

Oh, yes, I am, Mr. Deputy, sir.

Yes, sir.

- Good.

You ain't.

Are you high, Johnny?

You screwed up, deputy.

Bigtime.

- Yeah.

You know that, uh...?

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