just to count 'em and load 'em, captain?
Now, get 'em in there!
Ah...
Thanks.
How 'bout you, Rowdy?
Oh, yeah.
Nothing you can't hear.
I'm afraid I hav e some bad news.
Yesterday, Millie Dutton got married.
None of us had any idea that-"
Never mind.
There's nothing to be sorry about.
we're going to town.
Get on, Mushy, let's go.
Sedalia!
Tough enough.
Check our guns ? Oh, no.
Well, Mr. Favor?
With one hand tied
It looks like it.
? Somebody bet on the bay?
Hey, what are you doing?
n. Hold him dow
All right.
ing. You tell 'em I'm com
Mushy'll take care of you in there.
Mushy?
or nothing.
Well, then what am I here for?
how do you like this shirt, eh?
Si, si, I-I think I buy.
wherever we want to.
You've been lucky so far.
What makes you think I need cheering? Come on.
e. Oh, pardon m
might tell me where I could find Johnnie Colter.
Oh, no.
but what was Johnnie Colter to you?
We were going to be married.
Poor kid.
Sure was a pretty girl.
He's dead. Drowned in the creek.
I tell you, he's dead.
Uh-uh.
No, not yet.
They're upside down.
Please.
Just one!
Come on, Collins.
That's just what he needs.
George Frost, Mr. Favor.
Sit down. Thank you.
I'm talking about you.
But you know together we could make it big.
row. I'll talk to you tomor
for helping a man forget his troubles.
I. She said she might be ful
Bartender?
Out of here!
Well, mister, you're gonna fin out what real cooking is.
Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
Now, would I be asking
Good day, Mr. Favor.
A Gin Fizz
y ) ( speaking indistinctl
n. But I want a- Drink it dow
I don't know.
Look, I don't see what you're doing here any-
Fast.
He don't drink.
Oh, he don't dance neither
You do? Well, come on.
eady. She's probably there alr
I can only answer for me.
But they didn't hit you.
Oh, yes, Mr. Favor.
’’t. Well, I just couldn'
and his horse slipped.
Say, uh, Johnnie Colter wasn't his real name, was it?
A man named Calvert.
No, it's just a guess.
There's not much he can do to me.
e? You mean you weren't gonna marry Johnni
Not much.
What made you ask that?
Oh, something about your eyes.
Like me.
g. I'm not grieving for anythin
Yes.
Mr. Favor.
I thought you'd never heard of Laura Carter.
You're gonna join the party, huh?
Yippee.
Why you- You leave him alone!
right over there, Geronimo.
Marshal!
loud. Lady, don't talk so
Ah, come on, now, ma'am, I-
Get out of the way!
All right, boy.
Well?
Well, come on, tell him.
you. that's up to
What do we do, Mr. Nolan?
Marshal.
You letting me in or ain't you
You might've prevented all this
and that means something.
on. and I guess you had a reas
Ain't made up my mind.
r. WISHBONE : Mr. Favo
into more trouble than he's already in.
Come on.
y. Get read
Oh, no.
Hold it up. Wishbone, wait.
Marshal?
Marshal!
I think the lady has something to tell you.
Board!
Will I see you then?
Good luck in Philadelphia.
Thanks, Wish.