Rancho Notorious Page #5

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they might take us along too,

just for a few extra laughs.

That's a comforting thought.

- Isn't it?

I had a fight with my ranch boss

and quit. I decided to see the land.

Work your way down here?

- Yeah, a coupla weeks at a time.

I usually lose what I make at poker,

but the other night I was lucky.

I closed my eyes and threw my last

$20 piece on a Chuck-A-Luck number.

And, so help me, I hit!

- A man can get fortunate at Chuck-A-Luck.

When I wanna do a little skylarking,

the town's shut up tight.

You took your time about it!

Couldn't find your particular brand

right away...

- Never mind about that.

Drink your whiskey

and be glad you got it.

Drink it fast. The final returns...

- I told you, never mind!

That dirty, double-crossing sheriff!

Not a thing but whiskey!

What did you expect to find?

Empty your bottles!

Empty them fast! Come on, Cowboy!

Go on, go on!

Empty it fast!

That's it!

- Give it to me.

What would you say that was?

- A pick.

These boys work real well together.

- Can't we talk this over?

How much would you take?

Polls are closed.

I have the latest count.

Citizens' Party - 119 votes.

Law And Order - 1,540.

Dad says we all meet later

at the Big Dipper Saloon.

Gentlemen, say your prayers.

- Cowboy, I'll give you $1,000.

I'd double that.

- $3,000. Hand it over!

You heard him - $3,000.

Let us out! $5,000! Do you hear me?

They're getting drunk at the Dipper.

- What are you doing?

The election threw you out of office.

- I wanna clean my desk out.

Go ahead. Then get outta here.

- You gonna let that crowd take 'em?

All right, I'll go and make

a speech at 'em. You stay here.

Bill, help me with this drawer.

It's stuck.

The horses are in the back!

- Fairmont's loose!

Come on.

Put up your hands!

That's very sensible.

Go find the horses.

- Yeah.

You'll just have to wait a minute,

gentlemen.

You'll have to walk out of town.

If you want my advice, you'll run.

Whoa! Wait here for me.

- What are you stopping for?

What I came to town for.

After the war, I settled in Missouri.

- What brought you west?

A bullet.

A bullet I put in a rancher,

another man who had his own sheriff.

Cheated me out of a homestead.

I met him in a corral.

He had the jump, but hate made me

fast. He went down like a stone.

I wasn't sorry, but I had to leave.

I got a rep for being a fast gun.

I kept meeting cowpunchers full of

booze, or trigger-crazy gunfighters.

I'd ride into a town and shoot my

way out. Seems that's how it went.

Must be a lonely trail.

- You don't make many friends.

There'll be a warrant out for you.

- First time I ever had a warrant.

First time I've been a horse thief!

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