The Apple Dumpling Gang Rides Again

Wagon comin'!

Sound fire alarm!

Open the gates!

[Men Shouting]

Fire alarm! Fire alarm!

[Man]

On the double! Move it!

[Man]

Move it, soldiers! Fire, fire!

It's Shoshone again, sir.

- And our wagon.

- Yes, sir.

Private Higgins and Corporal Albright

took it to the supply depot last week.

This belonged

to Corporal Albright.

Must have hit them coming out

of Sam Young Canyon.

Stripped it and put the torch to it.

- Take care of the mounts, Corporal.

- Yes, sir.

Lieutenant Ravencroft,

in the last three months,

the army has lost...

over 40 cases

of Springfield carbines.

Twice that amount

of army issue handguns,

saddles, blankets and rations.

Enough to supply

two forts this size.

And all those thefts

occurred in territory under

the protection of this fort.

I realize that, sir.

I want you to mount

another patrol, Lieutenant.

Take as many men as you need,

the best scouts we have...

and find out what happened

to those supplies!

- Yes, sir.

- Jim...

I'm running out of explanations

to Washington.

If these raids don't stop...

it could mean...

my command here.

I understand, sir.

I'll leave immediately.

Boy, I sure miss Dusty, Donovan,

and the kids...

and that old dinner bell

ringing on the farm.

Now don't start again, Amos.

Is that how you want to

go down in the history books?

"After terrorizing the West,

they ended up as farmers...

milkin' cows

and collectin' eggs."

- Is that what you want?

- Well, no, not exactly, but...

boy, Dusty sure could make

those biscuits and honey.

You just stick with me.

I tell ya, Amos, people are gettin' rich

in these boom towns...

and there's no reason why a couple

of smart hombres like us...

- can't double or even triple

our stake overnight.

- Double?

We got $300.43 now.

If we double that tonight,

then we triple that

tomorrow night, that'd be, uh...

- that'd be... carry the one...

- Kind of gets you

to thinkin', don't it?

- Six... no, four... three...

- First thing we gotta do is

get ourselves spiffied up.

- Then we'll take this town

like Grant took Richmond.

- That's right.

I get ya now.

How do you think we go about...

Howdy.

Say, um, how do you figure

going about that?

Well, uh, I'm still workin'

on the particulars.

I'll tell you one thing: We ain't gonna

dry gulch no one no more.

Yeah, and you ain't

gonna get us mixed up

in none of those bank robberies.

- Shh.

- Shh.

You want every punk gunslinger

this side of the Rio Grande

callin' us out?

You mean, make a rep

for himself, Theodore?

Don't even use

our real names.

We don't want no trouble

with the law neither.

We're goin' straight

from now on, Pard.

We're gonna live

by our wits.

Wits?

Whoa.

Whoa, now.

- Miss Gaskill?

- Yes.

Yes, ma'am,

I'm Private Reid.

I was assigned to escort you.

Were all the officers busy?

Well, you see,

there've been some problems

at the fort, ma'am...

and I guess they were needed

for more important duties.

It's a bit warmer

than I expected.

I'd best get some lighter clothing

before we leave.

You can take care of this

in the meantime...

and get my things

from the stage.

[Braying]

Well, what do you think, Clarise?

Huh? Yeah?

What's the matter?

Don't you recognize me? It's me.

- [Braying Continues]

- Oh, that. Uh, here. Take a whiff.

That's Eau deJasmine.

Direct from "Paree".

You wanna stop talkin'

to that donkey?

- It's embarrassing.

- Yeah, oh.

Say, uh, Theodore...

uh, Pard...

I was wonderin', before we take

this town, I wonder if we could

have our picture took?

Might not be a bad idea.

Might look good

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