Hell's Belles Page #4

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Let's split! Retreat!

Retreat!

Well, that was real cool.

- What's your next brilliant plan?

- Follow them.

You stupid jerk!

Will you take me back to the...

Nope. We're going after my bike.

Look... just take me

back to the store.

The cops are gone by now.

It's out of my way.

Get on!

I'm staying right here!

I'll walk back.

Come on.

You take one more step,

and you're gonna get it.

You lousy... let me go,

you dumb cowboy!

Put me down,

you stupid monkey!

Now, are you gonna behave?

Okay... have a nice walk.

If I were a man...

You'd have to be to walk out of here.

By the way, you know what to do

if you're bit by a Gila monster?

A Gila monster?

They won't let go,

so you have to cut their heads off.

Oh, come on.

There's no sense

cutting their heads off,

because their poison

will probably kill you.

There are no

Gila monsters around here.

Arizona desert's the Gila monster

capital of the world.

- You're full of bull.

- Rattlesnakes, too.

You can't scare me.

I'll never forget the time

I saw a man bit by one.

'Course he didn't live long,

but sure is something to see.

Shook all over, started foaming

at the mouth like a mad dog,

fell to the ground

and swoll up like a big balloon...

Oh, shut up!

Turned all purple and...

I've seen some fools in my day,

but you are the all-time winner.

Why don't you

give your mouth a rest?

You'll never get your bike back.

You're outnumbered.

Those guys don't mess around.

They'll kill you this time.

I've got one edge on them,

and that's gonna make all the difference.

- Oh, yeah?

- Yep.

I know every rock and hill

from here to the border.

These are my stomping grounds.

- So what?

- So I got 'em.

I don't care who gets who.

All I want is to get out

of this stinking country!

Break's over.

Now what are you doing?

What's it look like I'm doing?

What makes you think they're

gonna come through there?

There's no other way.

How much is that

damn bike worth, anyway?

Hell of a lot more than you are.

Tampa's gonna run that bike

into the ground.

When he's through with it,

it's not gonna be worth five dollars.

Get over there and stay

out of sight,

and if you make

one move to warn them...

I hope you beat

each other's brains out.

It's a slide.

Come on, get back!

Listen! Regroup!

We gotta stop running

in these gullies.

That was too close.

We're blocked off.

We're gonna have to

go over the top of the ridge.

Tampa, it'll take a hundred years.

It's gonna be dark soon.

You wanna be stuck down here

if that cowboy's up there?

Let's get those bikes moving.

Let's go.

Take care of that.

No way, man.

Let's get some more beef into it!

Let's go!

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