McCabe & Mrs. Miller Page #3

I've got girls that'll do more tricks

than a monkey on 100 yards of grapevine.

Hey, Kate. I think I bust my cherry.

That feels good. That's really good.

Excuse me, ladies.

I'll be back in a few minutes.

I have to go to the pot.

I have to go to the pot,

and I don't think I can hold it.

I've got to hand it to you, Pudgy.

John.

Call me McCabe. I'll know who you mean.

You know I want to be your friend,

don't you, McCabe?

Why?

You and me is the only two

real businessmen in Presbyterian Church.

That ain't a whole lot

to have in common, is it?

- You're a Catholic, ain't you?

- No.

The minute you arrived in town, I knew

you was a man to be reckoned with.

That's a lot of sh*t and you know it.

Tell me what the hell you came here for,

and move away from that stove.

You get kind of ripe when it's warm.

Listen, McCabe.

I'm no dummy. You're no dummy.

You know what's going to happen

to this town...

when it gets big enough

to have three saloons, maybe even four.

You and me could form a partnership.

A partnership that'll keep any outsider

from coming and building another saloon...

without you and me saying it's all right

and taking our cut.

- What do you say to that?

- Partners is what I come to get away from.

Sometimes you can't have things

your own way.

Sometimes you got to make a deal.

Deals I don't mind.

It's partners I don't like.

Sit down, Sheehan. Now you listen to me.

Over the past few weeks,

I've taken a funny kind of liking to you.

And I want to make one goddamn thing

goddamn clear to you.

Yeah?

Sheehan, if a frog had wings, he wouldn't

bump his ass so much. Follow me?

Yeah.

Look. More whores.

Shut up, woman. How do you know

it isn't Bart's mail-order bride?

Damn it. I'll bet it is her!

Ida!

Ida, it's me! Bartley Coyle.

Ida, I think this is for you.

Are you Ida?

Well, here, jump off.

I'll help you. Go ahead.

Just go ahead, jump. Good.

How was the trip?

McCabe, this is Ida.

Ida, this is McCabe.

He's building this saloon.

Come along, I'll show you our place.

It ain't much now,

but I'm planning on fixing it up.

Are you John McCabe?

Mrs. Miller.

I came from Bearpaw to see you.

Is this your place?

Yes, ma'am.

Saloon?

That's going to be a saloon and gambling.

Did you say you come up from Bearpaw

to see me?

Ma'am?

Is there something I can do for you?

Do you have anything to eat?

I'm bloody starving.

It took six hours to get up here

in that flipping contraption.

You'll have to forgive me.

My kitchen ain't in operation yet.

I could take you up to the restaurant

if you're hungry enough.

I'm hungry enough.

I could eat a bloody horse.

- At Sheehan's place, you probably will.

- The frontier wit, I see.

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