Rango Page #5

And use it to wipe my unmentionables....

- Mind the beak.

And don't come back!!!

What are you all coping at?

Hey, Bad Bill, there's something

I gotta tell ya...

Oi, what is this?

- You know who this is, Bill? It's Rango!

Yeah! He ain't afraid of you.

He ain't afraid of any of you.

Killed them Jenkins brothers.

- Done it with one bullet, Bill...

All seven of them!

Is that right...

Lemme get that for you.

Eh... No! I know. Here.

Just will care 'bout that

for you...

Here! All better!

Here, here...

just a second...

All right, listen. I wanna give you fellas

one last chance to reconsider.

And if you don't wanna reconsider,

I might consider

reconsidering myself.

Now, that's what I'm

talking about!

Yeah. All right now, listen up! Things

gonna be different now Rango's in town.

Got some new rules; my shoe shined every

mornin', my coffee hot, Danish on the side.

Whatever you do,

don't look me in the eye!

Stay out of my peripheral vision!

It's Rango!

- What's he up to?

He ain't afraid of nobody! - He's gonna

turn that bird butt-forward!

When you see me comin',

stand aside.

I take large steps and I don't want

your hey-sees bodily fluids on my boots!

Of course, there is no need for violence.

As long as we stick together, work as team.

So I want you all

to come on outside, now.

Line up single file

while I take a recreation!

What's he doing now?

- I think it's A number two.

OCUPADO:

Well, never mind!

You can best see

over here!

Look at him!

He's taking that hawk!

Give him here,

Rango!

Did you see that?

- He killed than banger!

What do you...what do you

say, doc? - This hawk is dead!

Shoo. I say we'd cook that

right out!

He did it with one bullet!

- Well just like he said!

It's about time

we had a hero around here!

One who ain't in a pine box...

I think it's time he met the Mayor.

- You hear that, Rango?

You're gonna meet the Mayor.

Let's here it for Rango!

And so the stranger basks

in the adulation of his new friends.

Sinking deeper into the

guacamole of his own deception.

When is he goin' to die?

- Soon, compadre. Soon.

My land is not for sale!

I thank you would save our land,

not sell it!

I'm sure we'd work out something

if you just talked to him...

Beans, where're you going?

Beans!

The Mayor will see you now.

Water, Mr. Rango, water.

Without it, there's nothing

but dust and decay.

But with water... there's life.

Look at them! They're so desperate to live

they'll follow it anywhere...

That's the immutable law

of the desert.

Control the water and

you control everything else.

This is from my private stock.

Vintage rain water, from the Great Deluge.

Oh, not Noah's deluge.

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