The Indian in the Cupboard Page #4

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- This child has a very strong will.

- Good ones all have a strong will.

- Patrick is just plain defiant.

- No! No!

- Yes!

It's not a game!

Slow down!

God-dang it! Put me down!

Dang... tarnation.

No more. I promise no more.

Oh, dog! Not another drop.

- He's mine.

- Shut your eyes! Watch out, Patrick!

Get back. Come on.

He shot me! He shot me!

Deliriums! Hell-fire and damnation!

That's what it is. They're deliriums!

That rotten Kansas sheep-dip!

William Howard, where are you,

you pot-bellied drunkard?

Anthony Miles,

you son-of-a-buck's horse's ass!

I can't believe it.

He really shot me!

Darlin'! What the hell

you doin' way over there?

- I can't believe it. This is great.

- This is not so great.

This has got to be a delirium!

Where's my hat?

- He can't stay here.

- I want to keep him.

- I've lost my hat!

- Can we send him back?

I'm comin' to get you, Darlin'!

I want him!

Not one more drop as long as I live.

Oh, my dear sweet Lord!

I need a drink.

This is just gettin'

worse by the minute.

What's your name?

Boone. What's yours, Mr Delirium?

He is so cool!

Step back, cow pie.

How will you take care of him?

- Patrick, time to go.

- Coming! Let me keep him.

But it's got to stay a secret.

Listen, let me keep him here tonight.

I have this under control.

- Bring him to school tomorrow.

- School?

Everybody's so big.

You'll be OK. Don't cry.

I always cry.

The boys call me "Boo-hoo" Boone.

I've got a soft heart.

- Bring him to school. Promise?

- I promise.

Be careful - cowboys and Indians!

Indians?

Omri, don't turn him back, please?

What Indians?

Redskins.

No!

Wait! What in the...

You better put me down!

Who do you think you are?

I'm telling you the truth,

I'll lay you in your grave.

I don't care how big you are.

Kindly return to me my hat,

tenderfoot.

You say you take no more men.

You tell blind stories.

Watch out that savage don't

scalp you in your sleep, Injun lover.

You're not gonna shut me

up in here, are you?

Now we've become reconciled...

as you start away.

Now we've become reconciled

as you start away.

Don't you want this open?

I'm not scared any more.

You can close it.

- Is she in the dark?

- What do you mean?

- Does she know of me?

- No.

I'm alone.

I need a wife.

Come on and fight!

Darlin'!

Every time I try to...

We're supposed to be a team.

Hey, dang!

- What's the matter with that Injun?

- No, no, stop!

Behave!

He says I steal his horse.

He shoots at me.

If that's true, I'll squish him

like a bug. Boone, drop it!

Well, she's my horse.

- Drop it!

- No!

I'm sick of being hauled off. I knew

you'd side with that stinkin' savage.

He smells and he calls me

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