Emperor of the North Page #4

[All Cheering, Chattering]...

...[Smile Laughing]

Come on. Come on.

[Chattering Continues]...

...[Man] I saw the Shack

throw Casey Shine under the wheels.

I once saw a shovel bum he got close to.

Why he used his hammer or somethin'.

Some say he's finished off 11 boes.

Sixteen.

How close were ya to him?

Close enough to ride.

[Others Laugh]

- I got one eye and one question:

Did he use his hammer?

Hmm, the hammer's mostly for show.

Scares some.

It's the hands you gotta watch out for.

And the brain.

No tramp ever rides with the Shack.

It ain't never been done. Never.

Well, you're lookin' at the man.

- [Man #2] See what we tell ya?

Well, you're lookin' at the man.

- [Man #2] See what we tell ya?

We play it right,

we can get a month's pay outta Cracker.

Well, you better keep this.

You're better lookin' than me.

Hey, A-#1.

Come on over and have

some of my mulligan.

Oh?

I've been brewin' it for three days.

You never tasted the like.

Hey, that's a good idea.

Boiled garbage is all it is.

You'd do better on a plate of hot cow chips.

What do you think it is, your birthday?

- [Smile] Take it easy, Gink.

He beat the Shack.

He rode the empty in on the 19.

Aw, the hell he did.

Some punk kid beat the Shack.

They got him down at the yard.

[Man] Kid?

He screwed it up.

- What kid?

No one 'cept A-#1 could take the Shack.

What about it, A-#1?

Careful. He carries a knife.

- [Smile] You ain't tellin' him...

...nothin' he don't know.

Son of a b*tch is gonna do it.

- He's gonna do it.

[All Chattering]

- [Man] Good luck, A-1. Good luck.

[Train Chugging In Distance]...

Give 'em somethin' to remember.

- Hey, bo.

Where to?

A-#1 to Portland on the 19.

But- But that's Shack's train.

Mark it.

[Smile] That's the way, boy-[Laughs]

In great big letters.

[Chuckles]

Sure sounds pretty fishy to me.

I- I just can't believe that.

You mean, you're tryin' to tell me

that nobody's ever ridden on Shack's train?

Nobody.

- Aw, come on.

I just don't believe nobody.

- Nobody?

Nobody.

- Aw, somebody.

[Yardlet] Who?

- Skysail Jack. He made it.

Huh. Your butt, he made it.

- Sure, he made it.

Huh. Ask him.

- What?

Go on. Tell him if Skysail Jack

ever rode Shack's rails.

Skysail Jack? In a coffin.

[Laughs]...

...[Other Join, Laughing Loudly]...

...[Laughing Continues]...

...[Screams With Laughter]...

...[Laughing Continues]

Oh, every train can be beat.

That's all.

No, no. Not Shack's- not these guys.

See, it no more than you can whup

Jack Dempsey.

[All Laughing Loudly]...

...[Laughter Fades]

Somewhere there is a bo

than can or has done it.

Oh, yeah?

Well, five says there ain't.

Ten says there is.

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