When the Daltons Rode Page #3

- Maybe I'd better come back tonight.

- We close promptly at 6.00.

But I can get in touch with you

at your home if it was important.

- Not very well. I'm going to a party.

- Really? So am I.

- It couldn't be the same one.

- Oh.

Too bad. Say, how would this be

for the rest of the telegram?

"Am greatly impressed with Kansas."

Not very original,

but the meaning is clear.

How soon could I come back

for an answer?

I can give you one now.

You're wasting your time. Stop.

Come home at once. Goodbye.

- What's her name?

- I wish I knew.

- But she was sure beautiful.

- Oh, that's a great help.

Can you supply

any more lurid details?

Well, her features

were the usual kind...

but, uh, they were

put together so cleverly.

Oh. Well, I'm gettin' warm.

What kind of eyes did she have?

Sort of soft sapphire.

Sort of soft sapphire? Let's you and I

approach this from another angle.

- Where'd you see her?

- Down at the cattle pen.

- Blindfold her.

- Yeah, tie it good! Come on, Ozark!

Yeah, tie it good.

Come on, Ozark! Ozark!

You don't have to worry about me, honey.

I'm a one-woman man.

- Ozark!

- Hey, Ozark!

- Go on, get out, and don't scratch the buggy!

- Oh!

Scat! I'm comin'! Go on! Go on!

- Come on, Ozark!

- Ozark!

- Hey, Ozark!

- Come on, Ozark!

Hurry it up! Come on!

- What's goin' on here?

- A little more up there. Here we go.

There you go, Ma.

Oh! There ya are!

- Happy birthday, Ma!

- Happy birthday, Ma!

- For land's sakes!

- Do you like it, Ma?

Oh, do I like it?

Why, it's wonderful!

Oh, boys, you shouldn't have done it.

Now you can drive to town in style.

- I think I'm going to cry.

- Oh!

But I'm not usin' my new hankie!

Ah, give me a loan of yours,

Mr Winters.

If things turn out all right, honey,

I'll get you one of these for your birthday.

- Oh, Ozark.

- Oh, that ain't nothin'.

How about you and me

steppin' off in a dance?

Dance, did you say?

Clear out of the way, boys.

Fine woman,

that mother of yours, Ben.

Yeah, yeah, she is.

You know, she can milk a cow

just as fast as a man.

- Hmm?

- Mm-hmm.

It's too bad it's so dark. I'd like to

show you around the farm, Tod.

I can see it tomorrow, Ben.

I'm planning to stay over.

Good. I'm anxious for ya to see it.

We got some mighty good land.

Runs clear down to the creek,

and every bit of it planted in wheat.

Yes, sir. Mighty good land.

Plenty of snow in winter,

and not enough rain in summer to do-

Oh.

So this was the party.

Well, hello.

I'm certainly glad to see you're here.

- Really?

- You didn't pay me for that telegram.

- Hey, there. Hello, Julie.

- Oh, hello, Bob.

Thank you.

Forgive me for being late...

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