Western World

I'll see you ladies later.

Now when I get to be mayor

next election,

I'm going to get better

accommodations for you ladies.

Get on outta here,

you old drunk.

But I will.

Why don't you watch

where you're going, buddy?

-Hello, mayor.

-Mr. lawler! How are you?

All right, I guess.

Looks like you're doing

a lot better than I am.

Hello, mayor.

Play you a tune?

Right.

It's a little early to be getting

a face full, isn't it, Caleb?

I was just playing

a game of cards, ambrose.

I'm as sober

as a proverbial judge.

Well, I've yet to meet

a sober judge.

Where are you off to now?

I thought I'd go down to

barrell top for a cup of coffee.

Well, I sure hope

it's coffee.

Your breath smells like

the inside of a bottle.

Don't leave too quickly

there, doctor.

You almost forgot

to pay the house

for that unfortunate run

of cards you just had.

Well, Mr. Pritz,

I, well,

I assumed my good credit

would stand today.

I'll make good tomorrow.

You know this good credit

you keep talking of?

It's getting less and less

by the hour, doctor.

I suggest you don't

let it run out.

You remember that discussion

we had just the other day?

How are we doing today,

gentlemen?

Just passing the time, sheriff,

just passing the time.

I could see that, Mr. Pritz.

You okay, doc?

Of course I am.

If you'll both excuse me.

Damn it, Harlan, why you gotta

call him out in public like that?

And in front of mayor Taylor,

for god's sakes?

Does the where and the when

really matter, Tom?

It just don't look right. I mean, you

know, doc moss might not be much,

but, you know,

he is a council member.

Which is the only reason why he's ain't

walking around on sticks right now.

He owes me plenty, Tom,

and my Patience is wearing thin.

So cut him off

from the table.

That cash cow? Not a chance.

Sooner or later,

I'm gonna get my due.

Remember, sheriff,

the more money I make,

the more money you make.

Afternoon, ambrose.

Pete.

Sheriff, sorry I didn't speak

to you back there.

I was,

in a bit of a hurry.

Yeah, so I saw.

Glad to see you finally made it

here to keep Pete company.

So business that slow, Pete?

You're looking pretty

comfortable in that chair.

Claire can take care

of business.

-Now ambrose and I are...

-Ahem! Mayor Taylor.

Pardon me, mayor Taylor and I

were discussing the agenda

of the next

town council meeting.

I think that's just

about as important

as selling candy and dresses.

Almost anyways.

You got it all figured out,

do you?

Yeah, well, Pete's making it more

complicated than need be as usual.

I was just saying it's about time

we appoint a real treasurer.

For goodness sakes, ambrose,

you got enough to do

without trying to balance

the town books, too.

And about them books.

Pete, I agree.

We should have a treasurer.

But until we do, I am more

than capable of doing it my...

Sheriff Ramey! Sheriff!

What is it, Henry?

There's been a shooting

at my hotel.

-What? Who's shot?

-Just come quick.

I have to get back.

Camille's room.

Camille? Who?

Camille Tammery. Danny holt's

done shot her husband.

Pete,

go get doc moss, quick.

WESTERN WORLD:

Two.

Cards, doc?

Give me three.

Call.

Call.

Doc, in our out?

I'm out, damn it.

Doc, maybe you ought

to quit betting for a while.

At least until you get

some money to bet with.

I assure you...

You've assured me

for the last time, Caleb moss.

Take your business

down to Harlan Pritz.

He doesn't seem

to give a damn,

but I don't want you

getting any deeper...

Doc, someone's been shot

at Henry's hotel.

I don't know what

I'm gonna do with you.

Damn.

Check on that man, Caleb.

Hand me the mirror

off that table there, Henry.

-Is he dead?

-Who is he?

According to Mrs. Tammery there,

his name is George.

He's my husband.

Well, my condolences,

Mrs. Tammery.

He's a dead husband now.

What the hell were you thinking,

boy, being in that woman's room?

We love each other.

-And then her husband...

-Quiet.

You stay quiet, you hear me?

Don't say a word to anyone.

Let me figure this out.

I'm the only hope

you got, Danny.

I'll get you out of this

if I can.

Well, good morning.

How'd you sleep?

Like a rock as always, al.

You got anything for me?

Yes, sir.

Just came in from laramie.

So we're here one night,

and gone again this morning?

Well, it appears so.

Thank you.

Is there a reply?

Yeah. Tell 'em I'm

headed to dogwood pass.

-I'll get this right out.

-All right, thank you.

-See you next time.

-I expect so.

Evening.

Can I stable my horse here

for the night?

Sure. Just for tonight?

-More than likely.

-Name's Jeremy Carver.

This is my place.

Your name?

Moses white.

Elizabeth?

Take this man's horse inside

and bed him down.

Yes, sir. Would you like him brushed

down? It's only for a penny extra.

Sure. I'll tell you what.

You do a good job,

I'll give you two pennies.

Thanks.

Quite the little businesslady

you got there.

Well, she did learn

from the best.

Now, you'll be staying

at Mr. Mannors' hotel tonight?

Well, if that's Mr. Mannors'

place, I guess I will.

I'll see you in the morning

around breakfast time.

-I'll be here.

-What do I owe you?

We can settle up

in the morning.

Well, you're a trusting soul,

Mr. Carver.

Well, somebody in this town

has to be.

All right, then.

We'll see you in the morning.

You don't have to go

no further, mister.

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