Outlaws and Angels Page #4

'cause it says men, not women

Women ain't allowed

to do nothing in that book.

Back in those times

back in those times

drink was different.

Now it's the whiskey

got the devil in it.

The devil's work.

The devil's work is not right.

It's not right.

Sweetheart...

don't get yourself

all worked up.

It's gotta stop.

Go on there,

read us the rest.

Yes, of course.

Thou makest darkness

and it is night

wherein all the beasts

of the forest do creep forth.

The young lions roar

after their prey

and seek their meat from God

They seek their meat

they seek their meat from He

God, Him.

Only He can bring us the grass

for the cow.

Only he can bring healing

to the town

and steady congregation to us

once again.

We do the work, but He decides.

You must always remember that.

Always, Mama.

Be thankful

no matter how dark the time.

And worship.

Praise Jesus.

Praise Jesus.

You may eat.

Go! Go!

Hoo!

Well, I'll be.

Dinnertime.

Back in your chair, ma'am.

Take a settle.

Flo, get your hands up!

No need for that, mister.

Y'all can put your hands down.

You heeled?

Just my scatter gun

over yonder.

There's another.

Under the bed in the sleep room.

Six-shooter.

Daddy, look what she did!

They found it, they'd kill us.

It's okay, honey.

Smart young lady

you got there.

Now, mister...

Mister, I'm trying real hard

to be as nice

as I done well can.

Ain't gonna tell you

more than once.

Don't you ever lie to me.

Yes, sir.

That it?

Alright, then.

He isn't gonna kill us?

Hush now.

Can I ask what exactly

we can do for you boys?

You look like good boys.

Good Christians.

You wouldn't hurt us

now would you?

I can assure you, ma'am

these ain't good boys

I got here.

And I myself, well

I's a hard case.

But we ain't here

to do no killin'

I gots to have eats.

Yes, sir. We have...

hens' eggs and...

bean sludge for you.

Nice and hot.

I think we strike gold, Henry.

If you're all finished

I'd ask you

to slide yourselves down yonder.

Get a wiggle on. Come on.

Keep your fire pointed

at their noggins, Joe!

Where'd all that blood

come from?

Shut it now, girl!

Why's she trying

to get us all full of bullets?

Quit pokin' at 'em.

Nothin' wrong

with the young lady

wanting to have

some conversation.

She's just a dumb, stupid kid,

sir.

Looks like a lady to me

if I ever seen one.

She's just stupid.

You're stupid.

Alright...

let's be nice to each other

as we pass the time.

I'm sorry, sissy.

No, you ain't.

Well, yes, I am.

No, you ain't.

Yes, she is already!

How many horses, mister?

Only two, sir,

and they's crows' bait.

Other two died

in the freeze-out.

Dammit! Dammit all to hell!

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