Wyatt Earp Page #2

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Keep your guard up, Shanssey.

That's it. Take him down!

Keep your hands off!

One. Two.

-Get up!

-Three.

-You're hurt, Mr. Shanssey.

-No, I'm just getting started.

-It's not worth it.

-Let me fight him.

-Are you sure?

-Aye.

Fight.

Enough.

It's over!

God bless you, boy.

Kid.

You don't know a boxing ring

from a mule's a**hole...

and you twice cost me money.

Sorry you didn't like the decision.

Stay out. It's not your fight.

Come on, Wyatt.

-This is the damnedest game I ever saw.

-You can't get a spot now anyway.

So why don't you just come on up with me

for a while?

I don't know if that would be

the right thing to do, Sally.

See, I promised my heart to another.

-Which girl? I'll fight her for you.

-It's no one here.

She's back in Lamar, Missouri,

where my grandparents live.

Missouri? Wyatt, she ain't gonna

help you tonight.

I saw her three times back in '63.

The third time she smiled at me just right.

I guarantee you

she don't know what I know.

I'll bet you're right about that,

unless things have changed in Lamar.

Your boy Dutch is drunk and he's telling

everybody how you're gonna take Ed Ross.

Damn!

Who's Ed Ross?

He's the guy who decked you

at the fight this morning.

I'd get a hold of Dutch before he starts

some real trouble for you, all right?

-Thanks, Red.

-Sure.

I know Ed Ross. He's bad business.

I'd better find Dutch.

-Gentlemen, that's it for me.

-You don't have to leave yet.

-You done?

-All yours.

How do you play this game, fellas?

Simple, friend. Bet on the number

you think is the winner.

If you're betting for it to lose,

tap her with a penny on top.

All bets on the spread. Comes the turn.

The loser.. jack.

The winner is ace.

-I had a feeling this was a game for me.

-You're a winner, sir.

Can we have a better time than this

upstairs?

At least upstairs

I'd be making some money.

Wyatt Earp!

That's my name.

That don't mean sh*t to me

or anybody else in this world.

And it never will after this night.

-Ed, this boy isn't worth your trouble.

-Shut up, Sally.

Earp, I hear you was looking for me

to make a fight.

-So I thought I'd be easy to find.

-You heard wrong, mister.

Only thing that's happened between us

is I got popped good.

-I don't want to make a fight.

-Stop talking.

Okay.

This man wanted to shoot me down...

over nothing!

He lost.

I'm taking his gun.

Boom.

-Yes?

-Hello, Mrs. Sutherland.

I don't expect you'll remember me--

I know perfectly well who you are,

young man.

Your grandmother told me

you were coming back to Lamar.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm reading the law with Judge Earp.

Are those flowers for me?

-lf you'd like them, then, yes, they are.

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