Home On The Range Page #3

-Jeb?

-What? What?

You don't think people in town

eat animals?

But who would eat a chicken?

Heh heh.

Come on, guys. There must be

something we can do.

What? What could we do?

Ohh...

-This just isn't fair.

-Fair!

[Gasps] Good call, Curly!

-Ollie.

-Ollie.

Uh, what is?

Listen. What would you say

if l told you...

that you could win big money--

and see

beautiful downtown Chugwater--

if you went to the County Fair?

ALL:
Ohh.

Thank you for your input, but--

Come on! Let the new cow talk!

ALL:

New cow! New cow! New cow!

Come on, Mrs. C. You've got

a real good-lookin' bunch here.

l see some real potential.

Aw, shucks.

Now, the fair is two weeks away.

l say we go to town, butter up

that sheriff's horse...

and get him

to give us more time.

What are we waitin' for, Maggie?

Let's go.

That's right.

What do you say, Caloway?

Bah! Absolutely not.

l will not abandon Pearl

in her hour of need...

for such a ridiculous plan.

She would be devastated

if she found us missing.

As far as l'm concerned,

that's not an option.

All right. Suit yourself.

Come on, Grace.

We've got a farm to save.

Oh, you'll have to excuse her.

She's just a little tense.

Tense. What's her specialty,

sour cream?

[Scoffs] Going to town.

Of all the ill-conceived i--

[Tweeting]

Now, don't look at me

so crossly.

l know what

you're going to say--

that Maggie and Grace

will need someone...

with my eye for detail...

to keep them

on the straight and narrow.

[Sighs] Say no more. l'll go.

Now, tut tut. No mushy

good-byes, my little ones.

You know how l get

about overly emotional displays.

Ahem. Ladies?

GRACE:
Mrs. C.

[British accent] Well,

what made you change your mind?

-l'd rather not talk about it.

-lt's a chick thing.

[All tweeting]

AUDREY:
Good luck, girls!

-See ya!

-Bye!

-They're stew meat.

-Hurry back!

[Music playing]

[Squawking]

GRACE, OFF-KEY:
# She'll be

comin' 'round the mountain #

# She'll be comin'

'round the mountain #

# She'll be comin' 'round... #

She better hurry up

around that mountain...

'cause l cannot take this

much longer.

Maggie, may l be frank?

Only if you let me wear the hat.

Ahem. Lowbrow remarks

may work for you...

but we prefer

the gentle approach.

Well, she better

stick a sock in it soon.

The vultures

are starting to circle.

[Gasps]

Hey, she's not dying!

You sure? We could wait around!

# ...no, nothing,

when she sees Grandma #

# No more food for her #

We'll keep you posted!

False alarm, Clem!

Roger dodger, out like the wind!

Hey, Maggie, Mrs. C?

How do we find...

the sheriff's office

when we get into town?

Elementary, my dear Grace.

lf we find Buck,

we find the sheriff.

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