Rancho Deluxe Page #5

Hey, it's not interesting.

Maybe we could have a party.

Maybe a party would be interesting.

Old Baseheart is gonna have to f*** his

ass off to make up for this one.

I was tempted to try

to trap our boy,

But I didn't want

to take a chance on losing Baseheart.

I mean, that goddamn animal is

my signature on American west.

Honey, Im with you.

Now, let's just hope.

We're staring at a bad loss

more than a financial way.

Now, so the note said what?

We go to room 203, we'll get another clue?

No, no, we get an exact and complete

description of Baseheart's whereabouts.

He was right

to the point about that.

Can we have the key

to room 203?

Somebody's left

something there for us.

I'd like to go along with you. I've had

complaints about that room all night.

- What kind of

complaints?

- The sound of kind of

honeymooners in that room.

- What name is that room

registered under? - John and Cora brown.

They don't answer the phone. They're

just having the noisiest damn honeymoon,

Lurching into

the furniture and carrying on.

I went up to the door

and knocked.

It sounded like

they were on the bed by that time,

And it was hellacious.

Are you kin?

Kind of.

Hey!

IDo you suppose that

mother had ever charge?

What have you got

in mind for this week?

I wanna spend some time

with my old man.

Hey,

now that's remarkable.

Why do you say that?

Well, I was thinkin'

about visiting my folks.

Is that right?

Yeah, Ive been

thinkin' about it.

Plus I might as well.

I don't see how

we're gonna top this week's performance.

Let's take a vacation.

Come on, old man.

We're gonna float the river.

Ah, Cec, I don't, uh,

feel up to it.

Sh*t you don't.

Got the picnic and I caught

about a hundred big hoppers.

Got a hundred big hoppers?

You got a raft to use?

Just bought a dandy

new McKenzie boat.

Hey-

What are these, Cec?

They're all bacon,

lettuce and tomato.

Could be eatin'

them hoppers.

Old boys on the reservation

used to eat grasshoppers.

Full of nourishment.

Supposed to taste good too.

Let's find out.

Damn, Cecil.

Not bad.

Well, now, daddy,

it's what our forebears done.

Yeah, some of them, Cec.

I mean, we're supposed

to have some royalty in there too.

The prince of Angola

or something.

You ain't doin'

no crime or nothin'? No offense intended.

I don't know what you mean.

I mean, there ain't

no visible means of support.

And this boat, you know,

And that jazzy pickup truck.

I've had about 150 jobs

in the last month.

All right. It's all right.

Let me tell you

another thing.

I see more of this state's

poor cowboys, miners,

Railroaders and Indians

go broke buyin' pickup trucks.

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