Destry Rides Again

[Gunshots, Men Whooping]

Ya-hoo-hoo!

Ya-hoo-hoo!

[Gunshot]

Yahoo!

Yahoo!

Yahoo!

Whoo-hoo!

Well, if I don't bet 'em,

ya may not think I got 'em,

so I'm bettin'.

That's good.

[Laughing] A deuce

in the hole in this game

is good as an ace.

Thought you

was tough, Kent.

[Laughing]

Too good for me, Claggett.

Deal me out a hand.

I never knew money

was so easy to get.

[Laughing]

[Music Playing,

Indistinct Chatter]

It was LittleJoe

the wrangler

He will wrangle never more

For his days with the roundup

they are o'er

They are o'er

'Twas a year ago last April

when he rode up to our camp

Just a little Texas stray

and nothing more

And nothing more

[Woman]

LittleJoe

LittleJoe

LittleJoe

LittleJoe

Oh, whatever become ofhim,

I don't know

She don't know

Oh, he sure did like his liquor

and it would have got his ticker

But the sheriff got

him quicker, yee-yahoo

Yee-yahoo

LittleJoe

LittleJoe

LittleJoe

LittleJoe

Oh, wherever his body

lies I don't know

She don't know

When the yellow moon

was beamin' he could

wrangle like a demon

And you'd always hear

him screamin' yee-yahoo

Yee-yahoo

LittleJoe

LittleJoe

LittleJoe

LittleJoe

Oh, whatever he's

doing now I don't know

She don't know

He had women by the dozens

and he swore

they was his cousins

'Til he met up with

their husband, yee-yahoo

Yee-hoo

Yee-yahoo!

[Laughter]

Aah!

Oh, LittleJoe

LittleJoe

Whatever happened to him

I don't know

But I sure do like

my liquor

But I can see

ya got it quicker

And I hope it makes

you sick, you buffalo

How's everybody doing?

Not bad. Not bad.

I could use a little touch

of that rabbit's foot of yours.

I say you could.

He'll need more

than a rabbit's foot

to catch up with me.

I'll more than likely

own this whole shebang

before the night's over.

Then you'll be workin'

for me, Frenchy.

That's fine. Maybe I can

get a little raise.

You betcha can.

You betcha can.

Anybody like a sandwich?

No, but I'll have

some coffee.

Me too.

Yeah, I'll take some.

None for me, thanks.

Bet 50.

[Foot Kicking]

Oh. I'll stay.

Let's keep

the small fry out.

I'll make it 100.

I fold.

Ace-ten bets.

Ace oughta be worth

about, uh, 500.

Not me.

I'll stay.

I drop.

Pair of eights bets.

Bet 1,000.

Pair of eights, huh?

Well, I got an eight myself,

so I don't think you

got three of'em.

But just to find out,

I'll bump ya 2,000.

Eh, Frenchy?

All or nothin',

I always say.

Me too.

[Laughing]

I'll call.

[Dealer]

Last card coming up.

- Pair of aces bets.

- Pair of aces.

I guess that

oughta fold ya up.

Wait a minute.

Make your bet.

Ya mean ya ain't droppin'?

I'm still in.

And I still don't think

ya got three eights,

so pop goes the weasel.

[Chuckling]

Think that's enough?

Don't you?

You're bettin'.

Well, dern my hide.

I got a 3,000-acre ranch...

and 1,500 head of cattle

worth at least $ 10,000...

that says you don't want

any part of it.

Ohh!

Golly, that's hot!

[Kent]

Can't ya be more

careful, Frenchy?

My heel caught on something.

Let me wipe you off.

Oh, that's

all right, Frenchy.

Accidents'll happen.

I'm sorry.

That's all right.

Forget it. Forget it.

Let's play poker.

Callin' my bet or ain't ya?

I'll call.

Three shining aces.

Where?

I had an ace in the hole.

How'd that deuce get there?

Maybe you only seen

one end of it.

I saw what I saw.

Well, I guess that makes

my two pair good.

You take your hands

off that pot.

Behave yourself.

You keep outta this.

You were bluffing,

and you were called.

You're all a bunch

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