Rancho Notorious Page #6

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Would you like a bed with springs tonight?

- They grow on cactus here?

Not exactly. Down there.

If you're not headed anywhere,

side with me for a while.

There's something I have to attend

to, but that can wait. Lead the way.

Hiya, Frenchy.

- Hi, Harbin.

Grain 'em.

- Rio, Gonzales!

Who is he?

Friend of mine.

Good to see you, Frenchy. Heard

you were on your way an hour ago.

Don't be surprised at anything here.

- The boss is waiting to see you.

Hello, Boss.

Frenchy, you old mustang.

Welcome back to Chuck-A-Luck.

Meet the boss of this ranch,

Altar Keane.

Lookout said somebody was with you.

- But for him, I might be on a rope.

Little trouble up in Gunsight.

Used his head and used his guts.

Uses his eyes too, doesn't he?

What are you staring at?

Shall I turn around?

- I've heard so many stories.

I wasn't certain there was an Altar Keane.

- You think I was a pipe dream?

It's the first time I ever met a

pipe dream with grease on her arms.

It's unsettling.

- Well, settle down.

Does he need to be out of sight?

He helped me break jail.

There's a warrant for that.

I'm tired. How many are here?

- Nine, including the lookouts.

Star came in. He's very prosperous

now. He's wanted in three states.

Any friend of Frenchy's is welcome,

if he agrees to the rules.

Hard to fancy anybody

not agreeing with you!

Don't fight, don't ask questions.

Everybody does his share of work.

You'll do yours.

- Sure, I'm good at cattle work.

- This is a horse ranch.

Come and get it! Come and get it!

Good music, isn't it?

- I'll take him in.

How do you want to be known?

- My name's Vern Haskell.

Some don't care to be called

by their names.

- Vern'll do.

All right.

We've got a new man tonight.

He helped Frenchy out of a jam.

Goes by the name of Vern.

This is Star. He carried one once.

And this is Red. Doesn't touch

liquor but is death on candy.

Here's Preacher -

he claims he was one once.

"Be joyful for you shall find

haven here. "

Preacher reads over anybody he kills.

This is the best hiding place

this side the moon.

Meet Harbin.

His warrants rotted away long ago.

I don't mind. There'll be more.

This is Comanche Paul.

He's half-Indian - the honest half.

Meet Wilson. Look at that smile.

He spends his time chasing ladies.

No girl is safe when he's around.

- One of them had some fight in her!

Uh-uh. Bobcat made these.

A real bobcat.

- Male or female?

Don't forget - no questions.

Kinch has a way with gold. He used

to pan it. Now he just borrows it.

Sit down.

- Where's Frenchy?

He's eating with me.

Mighty handsome filly.

You'll like Vern. He's all right.

- Outside of being a little fresh.

Could you find any use for this?

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