Lone Wolf Mcquade Page #3

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- Wait. What are you doin'?

- I wanna ride.

- Are you sure?

- Sure I'm sure. Excuse me, please.

Gallop. Let's go.

Never backs down, does she? Reminds

you of somebody else in her family.

But choosin's never easy and

I can't decide which one I'd rather see

There's a woman from El Paso and I

know she will be comin' here this evening

She'll be wearing a red dress and

I know the one with whom she'll be leavin'

There's another girl from Dallas...

- You got Pearl beer?

- No. Heineken, Michelob or Dos Equis.

Forget it.

- Bottom shelf, Sam.

- Yes, ma'am.

(woman) It's Rawley showing off.

This should be very interesting.

I see we are graced with the presence

of a media favourite, Ranger JJ McQuade.

Care to go for one, Ranger?

A little wager, perhaps?

No, thanks. I don't fight for money.

I don't want you dancin' with no greaser.

You are a greaser, aren't you?

Excuse me a minute.

- Quit while you're ahead, partner.

- Who the hell asked you?

Let me show you.

Come on, tough guy.

Boys are just havin' a little fun.

Do you wanna join the fun?

This is not my idea of fun!

Please let me apologise. Some of my

friends could learn a little manners.

Maybe you need some new friends.

Music! Play!

(cackles)

This was my party.

We should have booked those bastards.

If I locked up every guy who took a swing

at me, half the county'd be behind bars.

Well, you're makin' a real habit

of saving my ass. I appreciate it.

- You take a good punch, kid.

- I'll take old hamburger-face home.

- Good idea.

- Come on, boy.

You look like you could use

a change of scenery. Come on.

I'll drive.

Cuidado, mis cuates, la chota.

Not too popular, are you?

They understand me.

Por favor.

Una botella de mezcal, dos limones

y si me puede limpiar la mesa. Gracias.

- Mezcal?

- Yes.

How about a kiss, baby?

Excuse me.

Time to leave.

Watch out!

- Sally, get back here.

- Nope.

Hey, come on. Open up.

Let me in. Come on, Sally.

- Nope.

- Come on, open the door. Let me in.

- You promise you won't try anything?

- I promise. Let me in.

OK.

- Aaargh!

- Bobby!

- You promised. Cut it out.

- I lied.

(trucks starting up)

- What is it?

- It's coming from down on the highway.

Stay here.

Bobby?

(gunfire)

Holy sh*t.

Let's get out of here.

Get down.

What do you guys want?

No!

Bobby! No!

(screaming and sobbing)

See you around.

(woman on radio) Come in, 6R1.

Can you read me?

- 6R1 here. Over.

- Roger, 6R1.

We've got a multiple fatality and injury

on I-10 south of Estelline.

I'm going home. Is there anyone closer?

Negative. You'd better go. We've been

notified that your daughter's involved.

- My daughter?

- (siren)

- Sally McQuade.

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