Outlaws and Angels Page #5

I got two pack mules, sir

Mayhap that'll help.

I ain't ridin' no pack ass.

We'll take the horses,

put Little Joe

on one of them mules.

Mighty slow movin'

It'll get us to the meet-up.

Alright.

Listen here, mister.

We ain't gonna hurt you none

as long as you go along.

Alright?

We're gonna have a breath,

wash up,

get some shuteye.

Then, at daylight

we're gonna light a shuck

outta here.

Well, what if the lawmen

comes tonight?

That's the smartest thing

he's ever said.

They wouldn't track us

this far.

If they had the sand to do it

they'd be tracking dead horses

We got time.

You don't know that.

I don't care a continental

what you think I know

or don't know.

What'd y'all do

to get in a fix like this?

What'd I tell you, girl?

It's their own,

private business, Flo.

I know what you're thinking,

mister.

But we ain't like that.

Like what?

We ain't killers.

We bank thieves.

We only beefed them

'cause they was trying

to beef us.

I knew we should've held off

when we saw who was in there.

Rather be in a bone orchard?

Might as well be.

More money on our noggins

than Jesse James.

Hobble that lip, Joe.

We didn't hear nothin', sir.

I'm sure you's good boys...

who had to do

what you had to do.

How much? How much money

on your heads?

Keep it shut now!

Only way we're gonna kill you

is if you don't go along.

Liar.

You'll kill us either way.

That one there's

got a lip on her.

A mighty fine lip.

You sure got sand, lady.

Most cases...

you'd be right.

But... we ain't up

for doin' that no more.

You ain't into doin' that

no more.

Unless need be, of course.

How you know

we won't squeal?

Because he knows we won't.

Right, sir?

We're gonna make you flush,

honey.

Rich people...

they don't like to squeal.

That's mighty generous of you,

mighty generous.

We've never been flush before,

Daddy, have we?

No, honey. No, we haven't.

Make us lighter for the ride,

won't it, Charlie?

Sure will, big bug.

How far to the border?

Less than a day's ride.

Maybe a little longer,

draggin' plow.

Might be nice

to get roostered.

Please, Henry?

A few nips couldn't hurt.

You got any red eye?

There's some for medicinal

matters in the sleep room.

What is it you called, ma'am?

Her name's Ada,

but that don't seem important.

Just be a good boy.

I know you's a good boy

who believes in Jesus.

I'll show you a good boy.

Come here, sit in my lap.

I will do no such thing.

You best not be making a mash

on no married woman loves Jesus.

I'm just having a little...

You ain't having nothing

unless I say so.

Thank you, sir. Thank you.

You should go for that one.

I'd rather die than to let you

put your filthy...

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