The Virginian Page #3

You're clean enough!

I need you out here!

Just keep your shirt on, Mrs. Taylor!

How'd she know I was in here?

That woman knows everything!

Now, folks. My it's just grand

having you here!

Folks, this is Miss Molly Wood,

the new school-marm.

All the way from Vermont!

What are them cow-herders up to now?

Look here, quit making that noise!

You'll wake up them babies!

Stop trying to shoot them cans open!

Here, use this cleaver!

Alright, Mrs. Taylor, but it will

take a heap longer!

Howdy, boys! Getting ready for

the celebration? - Yeah!

- Howdy, Trampas!

- Hi, boys!

You got here just too late to work,

didn't you?

In the cool of the evening when the

food, liquor and women are ready...

...that's when I appear!

Hello, Honey!

Where's the liquor bell?

That ain't gonna be hard

for you to locate!

- What do you say boys?

- Hey, Steve...

...what are you trailing around

with Trampas for?

Why you fellows all sore at Trampas?

He's alright.

Yes, he is...in a pig's valise!

Looking for someone, Miss Wood?

No, I'm interested in seeing everybody.

It's all so new to me.

- Are all the cowboys here now?

- Sure hope so!

A whole lot of them here haven't

even been invited! A whole lot of them!

- What is it, Hong?

- Dinner is ready!

Should I ring the bell?

Dinner everybody!

Come and get it!

Come on, Miss Wood. I want you

to sit at the head of the table.

Now you fellows!

Get out of that chair!

The ranchers had a meeting today, and

their patience is plumb give out!

The country's gone to the devil that

pays a man better to steal than to work.

Then I reckon it's getting pretty

close to a showdown, Judge.

- That's her standing in the window now!

- Cattle rustling's got to stop!

She's pretty.

I wonder if she can dance good!

- Are you listening to me?

- Sure, Judge! I agree with you!

My throat's dusty.

Let's go in the house.

I think we can find something in the

house to cure that.

That's no way for a fellow like you to

make a living, Steve.

Don't I know it! A cowhand's dumber

than a loco steer!

Freeze all winter and bake all summer!

For what?

Just to get enough money to get drunk

12 times a year!

But money's easy when you're

smart, Steve!

But you'll never get it herding cows

for 30 dollars a month!

Why didn't you wait for me this

evening, Steve?

You were late and Trampas came by,

so I came along with him.

You ain't very choosy

about your company.

Explain what you mean by that.

Nothing, Trampas, nothing.

Maybe I could tell you a belly full,

and maybe I couldn't.

- What are you driving at?

- Maybe I want to compliment you.

You've got so many cows this year,

your cows must have litters!

Like a sow! Reckon it keeps you all wore

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