The Fighting Kentuckian Page #6

Good luck.

Don't forget to wipe your boots off

on your pants before you go in the house!

Good evening, sir.

John Breen to see

Mademoiselle De Marchand.

Sorry, Mademoiselle De Marchand

is not at home.

- You mean she's not in?

- I mean she's not at home.

- Then General De Marchand.

- Family is not at home.

I will tell them you called.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

- Nobody home.

- Thank you.

Monsieur Randolph,

the General is in the library.

Thank you.

Try that sometime.

'Well, now you know

how you stand, don't you?

'You gonna let them get away with it?

'Why don't you take off those fancy

clothes and go back and get her? '

I said Kentucky whiskey

and that's what I want.

Seems a shame

that when a man's away from home,

he can't get the kind of drink he orders.

I've been five years running around

this country with my tongue hanging out

and that's long enough.

Double-distilled chain lightning,

Kentucky corn!

Not this Alabama river water.

Take it easy, soldier. Take it easy.

Get rid of him!

Easy, boys, easy.

- What's going on here?

- What difference does it make, mister?

This man's a friend of mine.

He's a mite hot-headed.

- If he's offended you, gentlemen...

- Offended nothing.

He looks mighty like the bucko

that laid me out in that scuffle yesterday.

- If he is...

- If he is what?

Gentlemen, I'm sure

yesterday's fracas was all in fun.

As for the liquor, you'll have to forgive

a man for pride in his own state.

My friend and I haven't

seen Kentucky for five years.

Naturally, you...

Well, this'll pay for the...

excellent Alabama rum that was spilled.

This'll buy a drink for the house.

- What do you say, gentlemen?

- Will you join me?

- No.

Put your money back in your pocket.

Got it all on, haven't you?

- Nobody's drinking with you.

- Why not?

You're not gonna be here long enough

for sociabilitys, Mr. Breen.

- We've met before.

- I remember.

You had a difference of opinion

with my friend.

I remember that too.

Stay out of this, Willie.

Where's your regiment, Mr. Breen?

Well, a day's march from here -

Catawba, I guess.

Nobody hangs around Demopolis

unless they've got a job.

Nobody's got a job unless they work for me.

- So you're not hanging around Demopolis.

- I told somebody I was.

You won't like it. It can

get awful unpleasant.

We just went through

five years of unpleasant.

That's why I'm bothering to tell you.

You're a man that knows trouble

when he sees it.

So why don't you pack your things

and get out of here?

By morning, you'll be back

with the other solider boys.

I'm sure they miss your singing.

What do you think, Mr. Paine?

I don't know.

Mr. Hayden's a mighty convincing talker.

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