The Comancheros Page #5

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Leave that be. If I'd had that

then, I wouldn't have this now.

- You ever dealt with a Comanche direct?

- Can't say I have.

I did. They took everything I

had to sell and went after this.

What stopped 'em?

- Comancheros. Fellas I'm dealing with now.

- Comancheros?

That's right. Fellas with real

fine connections with the Comanche.

They needed me. I had a

steady supply, just like you.

Only it ran out. So now I'm

willing to take on a partner.

When do we meet these Comancheros?

You don't. I do.

No good. I go where these guns go.

- Why?

- You're the only partner I got.

Or will have.

If anything happens to

you, I'm out of business.

That's right. So nothing better

happen to me, huh, partner?

So wrap yourself around

your half of this jug

and we'll go out on

this town and celebrate.

# Now the moon shines

tonight on pretty Red Wing

# The breeze is sighing

# The night bird's crying

# Far away 'neath the stars

# Her love is sleeping

# While Red Wing's weeping

# Her heart away

How'd you like that, darling? Hearing

my voice sound like a golden trumpet.

Come on, you swamp-toed jungle

rat! Let's get ajug up here.

All right, all right. Don't

get bored. I'm bringing it.

Not that stuff! The good stuff.

- This is the good stuff!

- You think me and my partner are blind?

Just walk slow, boys. Go home

to your firesides bright, huh?

- You shoot pretty good drunk.

- Better drunk than sober.

You know what the secret it?

Soothingness. That's

right. Soothingness.

You see something I don't see?

No, sir. I don't see nothing.

- You're looking at my scalp, huh?

- No, sir. I ain't.

Well, I still got it, no thanks to you.

And right up here on top where it counts.

If you don't like it, you

can do something about it.

I like it! Very much.

You like it very much? Maybe

I can fix yours the same way.

Beat it.

- What'd you do that for?

- Soothingness, partner.

- Good old McBain. Partners.

- Partners.

Share and share alike.

And by that crimson settin'

sun Peace come to Forest Glade

And of the redskins there was

none For history had been made.

Partner. You win.

You fight a good fight,

Ed. I gotta give you that.

A little quiet around here. Why don't you

and me go someplace we can have some fun?

- Get a steak.

- Good idea.

# Oh, the moon shines

tonight on pretty Red Wing

# On pretty Red Wing

# The breeze is sighing...

McBain.

I'm only as drunk as I

wanna be, same as you.

Right, partner.

How we gonna round out the evenin'?

- Cigar?

- Thank you.

Why don't we dig up those

guns and go sell 'em?

Not yet, McBain. Not yet.

We gotta grow on each other

a little more, partner.

But I got one rule. Never go

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