1. Fill up the canteens, Kid.
And don't forget that big water bag.
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2. All right, Bob.
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3. Pete!
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4. - Is that the place?
- That's it.
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5. - Where's the bank? At this end of town?
- Me? I don't know.
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6. The last time I was there,
there was nothing...
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7. no bank, no railroad.
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8. There was a little cantina...
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9. and the most beautiful girl
named Josefina, that played the guitar.
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10. We're robbing a bank,
not looking up old friends.
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11. Yes, I know.
But I sure wish we were rustling cows.
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12. - You want to change your mind, too, Kid?
- Not me.
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13. Well, you better think it over.
I hate to take you along.
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14. This is no cinch, like rustling a few cows.
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15. I thought it over, Bob,
and I ain't backing down.
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16. No, sir, I ain't backing down.
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17. Look, Kid, the border's over yonder,
just 60 miles.
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18. Why don't you light out?
We'll join you. Promise you.
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19. I ain't backing down.
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20. Then remember...
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21. all you do is hold the horses. No shooting.
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22. Well, at least the cows,
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23. Mount up.
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24. That's right friendly of them.
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25. I know why I didn't recognize him.
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26. She has changed his name.
She used to call him "tarantula."
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27. You know, a big bug with legs.
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28. "Welcome" is more neighborly, right, Kid?
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29. Yeah, I guess so.
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30. Yeah, I'm Sweet. Looking for me?
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31. No, neighbor. Just admiring your shingle.
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32. That's a mighty pretty name, B. Sweet.
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33. You fellas come in with that cattle outfit?
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34. No, just riding through. Little business.
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35. Cattle?
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36. Talked about it some.
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37. What happened, man?
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38. Nothing, sir.
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39. Perley, come get your breakfast.
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40. Perley Sweet?
Now, that is a right pretty name!
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41. She just calls me that.
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42. Most everybody calls me Buck.
Buck Sweet.
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43. I didn't know you had company.
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44. Just passing the time of day
with these here cowpokes.
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45. Ma, why don't you fetch us
some coffee out here?
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46. I'd be mighty proud to.
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47. You not only got a pretty name,
Mr. Sweet.
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48. - You got a mighty pretty wife.
- Thank you.
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49. She's a little sprung now, but I'll tell you...
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50. that little woman used to be
the best dancer in this whole territory.
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51. I'll bet you were
mighty spry yourself, Perley.
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52. I could kick a little.
Why don't you fellas light?
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53. No, we better be moving on.
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54. If you're looking for work...
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55. you'll find most of the cattlemen
down by the bank.
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56. - Where is that?
- Right down the street a piece.
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57. Now, you boys have some hot coffee.
I know you've been riding a long ways.
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58. And I can tell you're from Texas
by your hats.
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59. Yes, ma'am. We're from Texas, all right.
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60. Besides, you're carrying slickers.
Don't rain much in these parts.
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61. Did you come in by the Old Mormon Trail?
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62. - Yes, ma'am, we did.
- Didn't use much water. Got a full bag.
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63. Did you happen to meet up
with my niece and her husband?
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64. They're coming out
by the way of New Jerusalem.
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65. No, ma'am, we didn't.
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66. I don't see
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67. They're coming out by wagon,
and expecting them for Christmas.
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68. Perley went up in the mountains
and cut a big piney tree this morning.
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69. Do you think that he could have missed
the turnoff at Terrapin Tanks?
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70. Be just like him to.
Never knew such a shiftless fella.
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71. Tried everything but preaching.
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72. It don't take much brains to drive a wagon
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73. - If he did, he'd never get here.
- Another cup?
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74. No, thanks.
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75. Say, I bet you put eggshells in
to settle the grounds, like Ma used to do.
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76. - 'Course I do. Where you from, son?
- From Abilene.
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78. My name's William,
but everybody calls me "The Abilene Kid."
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79. I bet they called you "carrot-tops"
when you went to school.
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80. - "Brick-top," ma'am.
- They did? Me, too.
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81. Thanks for stopping by, boys.
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82. - Coffee was real nice.
- Mighty nice, ma'am.
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83. Thank you very much, ma 'am.
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84. I'm sure proud
to have made your acquaintance, ma'am.
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85. Thank you, son.
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86. Well, Perley, thanks.
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87. Hope you have
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88. I'll be seeing you boys, probably.
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89. I do declare,
but you're a sight for sore eyes!
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90. You kind of
got the advantage of me, ma'am.
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91. I mean all of you. I'm so sick of the East.
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92. For the past two years,
I've been back east in Denver, Colorado...
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93. hobbled up in a boarding school...
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94. till I just love the sight
of anything sitting a horse.
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95. - And that Charro saddle!
- See, Bob?
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96. And what is your lovely name, senorita?
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97. My name? Lordy, my father's
president of the bank. Tolliver Latham.
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98. - I expect you do business with him.
- We aim to, ma'am.
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99. Ruby, my girl!
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100. Welcome. Welcome to Welcome!
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101. Welcome home, Miss Ruby.
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102. Remember, Kid, you don't do no shooting.
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103. I thought so.
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104. Real desperado type.
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105. Pete, quick, get on your horse!
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106. - Sorry, Miss Crumly.
- Tell me what's the matter.
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107. Little bank robbery. Come on, get going!
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108. Come on, Kid! Step up!
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109. Haul it, Pete!
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110. Get those bandits!
Don't let them get away!
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111. Blast one at 'em, Pete. Hang on, Kid.
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112. Again, Pete.
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113. Pull up, men.
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114. - Gosh, Marshal, you missed them.
- They ain't paying me to kill folks.
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115. Them Texas boys gonna be mighty thirsty
before they get to water.
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116. - Back to the depot, Curly.
- The depot?
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117. Yeah, the depot. The railroad depot.
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118. Giddup.
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119. You hurt bad, Kid?
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120. - No, but I bled like a stuck pig.
- Don't try to talk, Kid.
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121. That Perley character...
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122. You know, he busted that on purpose.
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123. Take a mouthful, Kid.
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124. That's enough.
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125. All right, men, raise your right hand.
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126. As duly appointed Marshal
of the territory of Arizona...
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127. I hereby deputize you
for the sum of $3 a day to find...
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128. - Hey, watch them pack mules, will you?
- I'm doing the best I can.
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129. Come on along, girl.
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130. - You unload them pack horses.
- Get them on there.
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131. Come on, Curly, I'm late!
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132. - Come on, Curly, get them mules.
- Now, where was I?
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133. Say, Buck, I thought
we were gonna get $5 a day.
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134. I don't spend tax money that easy.
$3 a day and found.
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135. Now, you solemnly swear
to uphold and enforce the law. Say, "I do."
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136. - I do.
- Good.
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137. Can I drag it now, Buck?
I'm eight hours late now.
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138. Don't bust your bellyband, Luke.
We'll be aboard.
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139. - Marshal.
- Yes, Mr. Latham?
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140. Shouldn't you deputize more men?
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141. The bank can't risk
letting these desperadoes escape.
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142. Sets a bad example.
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143. I don't want you to fret none, Mr. Latham,
but if it's gonna worry you...
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144. Boys, Mr. Latham here
just put up a reward.
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145. $100, dead or alive,
for every one of them poor fellas.
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146. - Thank you, Mr. Latham!
- You got them for $100.
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147. Thank you, Luke.
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148. Good luck, Marshal!
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149. Give the Kid a swig of water, Pete.
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150. Drink it up, Kid.
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151. Plenty more when we get to
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152. There she is, fellas.
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153. There she is, Mojave Tanks!
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154. Water, Kid.
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155. Water.
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156. A thousand gallons of it.
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157. You're gonna feel a whole lot better,
a whole lot cooler...
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158. once we wash up that shoulder.
Go ahead, Kid.
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159. Boy! I'm gonna skin me down to the hide...
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160. climb up that ladder,
and dive in that tank, right to the bottom.
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161. Never come up!
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162. Gosh! That a man should have
such a great big thirst like I have...
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163. and only water to quench it with.
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164. Anyway, cheers, friends.
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165. Get down.
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166. Ain't no sign of anything.
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167. But that's no guarantee they ain't around.
You boys keep your eyes open.
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168. - Sure, Buck.
- You mind what I told you, now.
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169. At night, two men stay awake while
one sleeps. They won't rush two of you.
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170. - I'd like to see them try it.
- Just don't get careless.
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171. Ben, I'll take that deck of cards
in your pocket.
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172. I ain't paying you pitch players
to sit in the shade all day and claim low.
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173. - Shall I drag her, Buck?
- Drag it, Luke.
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174. Drag her, Jake!
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175. Sons of bitches! Let's rush them.
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176. Six-shooters against Winchesters?
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177. I've seen enough.
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178. That Perley character... Tin star.
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179. A lot smarter than I thought.
Well, let's take a look at it.
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180. Up here's where we come from. Welcome.
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181. Railroad winds around and makes a bend
here at Mojave Tanks, where we are now.
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182. Then it moseys off again to the southeast.
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183. Down here's the Mexican border.
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184. - 50 miles, I figure.
- 60.
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185. How's 60, then?
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186. So that Perley character
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187. He figures we'll head this way, and right.
It's the first water.
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188. So he jumps us
and stakes out his deputies. No water.
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189. So he figures our next move
will be up to Apache Wells.
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190. Right.
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191. So he jumps on his freight car
and heads that way.
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192. And he'll be there, setting waiting.
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193. He can keep squatting on his hunkers
from now till Christmas...
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194. 'cause we ain't gonna be there.
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195. We're doubling back on our tracks
to Terrapin Tanks.
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196. - But that's up to the north.
- We'll get our water.
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197. We'll hole up in the piney woods
until the Kid feels better.
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198. Then while that marshal's sitting,
getting calluses on his rump...
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199. we'll set out to the east...
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200. jump the tracks there,
and be over the border.
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201. Yes, that's good.
But where are we gonna get some water?
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202. It looks like you and me are gonna chew
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203. if we can find any.
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204. Kid gets the canteen.
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205. All right, Kid. Come on.
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206. Get in the saddle.
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207. - What are you doing?
- I'm tired of riding.
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208. Besides, it cost me nothing.
It come with the horse.
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209. Wind's getting hot.
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210. Si, what they call in my country
a "Santa Ana..."
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211. from the clouds of dust...
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212. that follow the cavalry
of the illustrious General Santa Ana.
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213. Let's make for that draw!
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214. Kid, are you all right?
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215. My shoulder. It kind of throbs.
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216. - Could I have a little water, Bob? Please?
- Sure, Kid.
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217. Take it slow.
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218. That's enough.
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219. Where did you picket the horses?
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220. I tied the horses right there to the bushes.
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221. But devils must have come in
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222. My God!
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223. But what have I done to deserve this?
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224. I was always a good person.
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225. That's what happens to me
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226. to this land, with these two fools.
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227. - Shut up!
- What did I do to end up with these idiots?
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228. Looks like we've got to walk a piece.
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229. Well, what are we waiting for?
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230. - Perley Sweet, what are you doing here?
- Hello, Miss Florie.
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231. You seen three men come through here
begging for water?
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232. If I'd seen anything like pants
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233. they wouldn't have had to beg
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234. Come on, Curly,
get that stock off of there, will you?
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235. - We ain't got all day.
- I'm doing the best I can, Marshal!
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236. - Come on, Curly, move!
- Hurry it up, will you?
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237. Wait a minute!
What are you getting excited about?
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238. I'm not excited. Come on, boys.
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239. Fixing to stay here for a while?
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240. Lordy! If this ain't
a Christmas present for me.
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241. A whole passel of men!
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242. - Come on.
- That's right.
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243. - How's Cousin Carrie Lou doing?
- Right pert, Florie. Come on, Curly!
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244. Well, her loss is my gain.
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245. There ain't been a soul around here
to listen to me...
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246. - since my old cat got tired and left.
- I'll bet it was a tomcat.
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247. Can I drag it now, Buck?
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248. - I'm 16 hours and 29 minutes late.
- Drag it, Luke.
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249. - Get that on there, boys.
- Drag it, Jake.
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250. There she is, men. Water!
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251. Lots of water.
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252. What is it?
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253. You hear anything?
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254. Cover me, Pete.
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255. There's a fine old state of affairs
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256. - They ain't dry, are they?
- Worse than that.
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257. It's a tenderfoot wagon.
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258. A man and his woman.
They come from New Jerusalem.
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259. They made the tanks, all right,
but the water was a little low.
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260. Mr. Tenderfoot ain't got sense enough
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261. sit back and wait
for that sump hole to fill up.
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262. No, sir. Besides, he don't take kindly
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263. He puts in a stick of dynamite
to start the water running.
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264. - The fool!
- So he stuck in his dynamite.
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265. Only fool's luck
he didn't blow himself up doing it.
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266. - I wish he did.
- But he didn't.
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267. He just put Terrapin Tanks
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268. He cracked the granite floor
of that sump hole...
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269. and busted down her sides.
The tanks are dry.
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270. And they'll stay dry.
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271. They can have cloudbursts in this country
from now till I get religion...
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272. them tanks will never hold
another drop of water.
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273. Fool tenderfoot's dead, I guess.
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274. But he's gonna keep right on
killing people, just the same.
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275. Men will come here, banking on water.
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276. Five or six years,
there'll be a dozen skeletons...
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277. around them busted tanks.
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278. But that ain't biting me half as hard
as what he went and done next.
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279. He let his stock nose around and lick up
that alkali slop below the tanks.
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280. It drove 'em plain loco.
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281. They took off up the canyon,
hunting water, with him right after them.
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282. That's four days ago. He ain't back yet.
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283. So we don't need to waste no time
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284. or feeling sorry for him.
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285. That wouldn't have been so bad...
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286. but he left his woman alone in that wagon.
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287. Yeah, she's there right now.
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288. She had a little water,
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289. Then it gives out.
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290. Been pretty hard on her, in there all alone.
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291. She's a nice little woman, too.
28 or 30, I'd guess.
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292. Too blasted good for the cuss she married.
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293. But still, that ain't the worst of it.
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294. No, sir.
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295. Not by a long shot.
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296. She's gonna have a baby,
and she's gonna have it now.
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297. I'm a tough bird, an awful tough old bird...
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298. but I'm not going back in there!
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299. Pete, you gotta go.
You gotta do something for her.
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300. You ought to know something
about these cases. You do, don't you?
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301. Wasn't you married to a woman
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302. Didn't she have kids for you?
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303. Sure, Bob. Sure, she did.
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304. But, you know...
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305. God, our lord...
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306. tells them what to do with babies,
how to born them.
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307. But, a gringa...
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308. Poor girl.
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309. Yeah, my sister, she had all the neighbors,
the doctor, nice white sheets, and...
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310. Pete, I'm not passing the buck.
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311. I'm just ruminating for information.
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312. Pete, please...
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313. Who are you?
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314. Senora...
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317. Ain't no use there, Kid.
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318. Only water we're gonna get
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319. Barrelhead.
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320. It ain't the best water,
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321. But I guess we got plenty of time now.
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322. - Yeah, Pete?
- Bob, I'm going to need the water now.
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323. - Give it to him, Kid.
- How is she?
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324. I don't know. It is her first baby.
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325. Come on,
let's get back to squeezing barrelhead.
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326. She wants to see you...
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328. Did she have...
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329. A boy.
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330. I can't see you.
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331. - You're the one that found me.
- Yes, ma'am.
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332. - What's your name?
- Robert, ma'am.
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334. William Kearney, ma'am.
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335. I'm proud to make
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336. And you're Pete. Bless you.
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337. Si, senora.
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338. Pedro Encarnacion Arango
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339. at your service, ma 'am.
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340. Will you save my baby?
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341. Yes, ma'am. I'll save him.
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342. And I will help.
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343. Me, too, ma'am.
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344. Poor little son.
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345. You'll be all alone in the world
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346. won't you, sweetheart?
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347. And you'll miss me so.
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348. Nobody to tuck you into bed at night.
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350. Nobody to kiss the little sore spots...
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353. I want you, all of you...
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354. to be my baby's godfathers.
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355. You will be, won't you, Bob Hightower?
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356. You will, Bill Kearney? Pedro? Promise me.
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357. I will, ma'am.
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358. Yes, ma'am.
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359. It will be a big honor, senora.
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360. And his name.
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361. I call him Robert...
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362. William Pedro...
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364. And when he's a fine, big, brave man...
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365. like his godfathers...
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366. you tell him about his mother...
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367. who so wanted to live...
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368. for him.
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369. Lift him up, please.
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370. Let me kiss my baby.
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371. It's getting dark.
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373. Robert William...
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376. Them's all the words I know, Bob.
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378. Yes, sir.
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379. The more I think of that big fella
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380. the more I admire him.
Hurry up there, Curly!
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381. We're hurrying, Buck.
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382. I get him behind bars
eating some of Ma's cooking...
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383. I'm gonna play him a game of chess.
He'd be right good at it, too, I'll bet.
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384. Pay attention here, you fellas.
Come on, pay attention.
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385. Stock's ready.
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386. Now, it stands to reason
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387. We should have reached there before
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388. And I don't take him for any tomfool to go
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390. would be to push right on through here
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391. I hate to admit it, but he's outguessed me.
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395. No, that's too far.
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397. Yeah, and mighty cute, too.
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398. He's doubled back on his tracks...
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399. and holed up right here at Terrapin Tanks.
That's where we're going.
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400. We ain't gonna waste no time.
Let's go collect him.
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401. All right, Buck.
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402. You fellas keep your eyes open
for strangers. Remember that reward.
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403. - Okay, Buck.
- All right, Buck.
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404. Tell Cousin Carrie Lou
I'll be dropping in around New Year's...
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405. maybe with a new husband.
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406. Gosh, Buck, we want to go with you!
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407. You'd be a whole lot safer.
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408. First thing, seems to me, we ought to give
Robert William Pedro a bath.
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409. A bath?
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410. I wasn't figuring on that at all.
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411. I'm for tubbing him, all right.
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412. Of course, sooner or later,
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413. But he's such a little fellow, Bob.
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414. - He won't use much water.
- He'll fit nice into this dishpan.
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415. I was just wishing he could stagger along
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416. I don't know much about infants...
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417. but little Robert boy here
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418. Didn't you ask his mother nothing?
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419. Do you think I was gonna
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420. with a bunch of silly questions?
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421. In my opinion, gentlemen, taking a bath
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422. He's just naturally gotta eat and
wear something better than this towel.
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423. It'll plumb scratch the hide off of him.
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424. When a mother's gonna have a baby,
she fixes up things for him.
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425. Sews clothes real nice...
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426. and knits pretty little kickshaws
and what all.
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427. Maybe there's something for our godson
in that tail box.
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428. She had a heart, this mother.
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429. She made really nice things for her baby.
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430. Don't leave me out here all alone!
How long you gonna be?
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431. They don't expect him to walk
in them things.
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432. And he ain't gonna wear that.
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433. Now, this is something.
This is really something.
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434. Canned milk.
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435. That thick stuff ain't fit to squirt in coffee.
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436. She wasn't figuring to feed him coffee,
was she?
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437. This is for Pedrito
when he fixes himself up...
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438. and he touches his guitar
under the balcony of a senorita.
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439. Bob, this is it.
Dr. Meechum on Caring for the Baby.
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440. See what the doctor allows
about bathing a newborn.
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441. Here is a Biblia.
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442. A Bible book.
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443. "Bathing the baby.
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444. "Too much care cannot be exercised...
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445. "in performing this most important part
of the baby's..."
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446. There's a word here
I don't like to say in front of a little baby.
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447. Spell it.
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448. T-O-l-L-E-T-T-E.
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449. Toi-letty?
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450. What in the blazes is a toi-letty?
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451. It's a... Don't you know?
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452. I guess Robert boy ain't got no toi-letty
in his war bag.
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453. No, senores.
Toi-letta, she is not an evil word.
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454. A toi-letta is a little green tin bathtub...
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455. about the size of my arm.
Costs dos pesos.
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456. When we get to town...
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457. we round up the best dad-blamed
green toi-letty money can buy.
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458. Remember that, Pete. Crack along, Kid.
What's the doc got to say next?
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459. "The first bath
should not be administered...
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460. "until the baby is at least a week old."
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461. If I had a sick polecat,
I wouldn't send for that Doc Meechum.
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462. A week without a bath.
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463. That's all right for a grown boy...
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464. that ain't supposed to bathe
between water holes...
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465. or in town on Saturday night,
sparking his gal.
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466. But a baby!
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467. I'll lay my silver spurs the doc's wrong.
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468. Come again, Kid.
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469. "Lmmediately after birth, the nurse...
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470. "should rub the baby's body with olive oil.
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471. "Or if olive oil is not available...
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472. "with some clean, pure lard or grease."
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473. Grease!
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474. - That?
- Sure, grease. Wait a minute.
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475. Grease.
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476. - Who's gonna grease him?
- You. You are boss wrangler.
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477. It don't sound regular, Bob, I'll admit,
but it's right here in the book.
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478. I ain't convinced nohow.
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479. This godson of ours is starting life
slippery enough without greasing him.
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480. - But you got to follow the book, Bob.
- Sure!
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481. Maybe it will prevent Pedrito from chafing
and from getting saddle blisters.
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482. Me and you have always been...
Wouldn't you like...
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483. No, it's all right.
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484. Cut out the Mex lingo around the kid,
will you, Pete?
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485. First thing you know, he'll be talking it.
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486. We got to raise him
with good old American habla, like his ma.
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487. Hand over the pot.
We'll slick him up a mite.
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488. Easy, easy.
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489. - Pull his legs over a little bit.
- Get your finger out!
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490. All right.
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491. Bob, you ain't throwing a half hitch
on a pack mule.
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492. There. That will do it.
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493. That kid's dideed, all right,
and dideed to stay.
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494. Cut out that Mexican.
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495. Ain't you feeling good, Kid?
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496. My shoulder kind of throbs.
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497. We'll spare you
a couple of swigs of water in a little bit.
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498. You'll feel a lot better.
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499. You better see
what the doc is dealing next.
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500. Food. Eat.
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501. No, I got it, Pete. I got it right here.
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502. "Feeding the baby.
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503. "The best and surest method...
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504. "is the one which nature has provided."
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505. Say that again.
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506. "The one which nature has provided."
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507. - Well, that's out.
- Here, this is comforting.
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508. This is downright comforting.
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509. The doc allows that
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510. won't thrive on
nothing but condensed milk.
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511. - We got some right here.
- Six cans.
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512. Looks like you're going to
get some chow, Robert boy.
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513. All right, Robert William Pedro,
but you're going to get fed.
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514. You better get a can of
that condensed milk and some matches...
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515. - Bob!
- Yeah, Kid.
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516. Let me hold him.
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517. Gosh, Kid, you think you ought to,
with that arm and all?
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518. Let me hold my godson.
Just for a little while.
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519. Thanks, Bob, for taking me along and all.
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520. That is pretty, what the Kid is singing.
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521. It's what the folks back home
would call a lullaby.
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522. - Pete, what...
- It's all right!
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523. Okay, Pedrito. It's time to eat.
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524. Go ahead. Come on, man.
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525. Take it. It's good for you. Come on.
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526. Boy, he hops to it like a drunkard
at a Fourth of July barbecue.
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527. A couple hours, and we'll have to
set them up again for little Robert boy.
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528. I'm for moving on now, Bob. Honest, I'm...
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529. Just lie back
and take it easy while you can.
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530. That's the last of the gringo-head cactus.
She is finished.
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531. I've been figuring. There ain't more than
three shots apiece in these six cans.
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532. That's 18 shots. We've used two already.
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533. Leaves 16.
That little Pedro has enough for four days.
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534. That's right. The Doc says little William
is to get a slug every six hours.
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535. Which doesn't leave much water
for us godfathers.
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536. There's always enough for you, Kid.
Here, have one on the house.
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537. I've done a heap of ornery things...
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538. but I ain't stealing the water
that belongs to my godson.
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539. Too bad the doc didn't tell us
where to get water in the Arizona desert.
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540. Wrong book for that. Just a minute.
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541. Maybe Nuestro Senor has put here
what to do in the Bible book.
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542. Don't! It's bad luck!
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543. I can see it all mapped out: Where to find
our next water, where to head.
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544. Maybe it says we should head back
for Mojave and that reception committee.
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545. Or over to Apache Wells,
where old Perley is sitting.
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546. Don't be too sure
Buck Sweet is twiddling his thumbs.
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547. I think we ought to
get out of here quick, now!
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548. Where? Where, you jughead?
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549. North to Cairo? Northeast to Damascus?
Or east to New Jerusalem?
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550. 60 miles or more
with the Kid in the shape he's in?
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551. And this punk?
Don't give me any more of your Bible talk.
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552. I'd have outfoxed that marshal
if they hadn't saddled this kid on us.
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553. Why didn't somebody stop me
before I promised that woman?
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554. I don't want to grow no long white beard
in the Yuma penitentiary.
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555. May my beard grow clear
till it gets down to my foots...
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556. may it get a nest of prison rats...
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557. before I break my promise
to a dying woman!
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558. - Who said I was breaking my promise?
- Why don't you kill the little fellow?
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559. - Feed him to the coyotes!
- Why, you chili-dipping horse thief!
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560. - Horse thief?
- Yes, horse thief!
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561. Stop talking Spanish in front of the kid!
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562. Now you see what you did?
You make cries the baby!
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563. You waked the baby! Don't blame me!
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564. Sure, nothing!
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565. It says right here where we're to go,
just like it's told everything about all this.
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566. You fellas don't understand.
You think this is all just chance?
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567. Just accidental,
like us coming here this way?
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568. Finding the mother, helping her...
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569. The infant in the manger.
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570. The star so bright last night.
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571. I ain't talking out of no fever sweat,
Bob, honest I ain't.
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572. You think we had anything to do
with what's happened?
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573. No, sir, we didn't.
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574. No more than you had anything to do
with throwing the book...
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575. so it would open in the place
where I've been reading.
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576. Where it tells where we're going to next.
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577. - Listen, I'll read it.
- No, Kid.
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578. Go ahead, Kid,
if it makes you feel any better.
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579. "And when the days...
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580. "of her purification were accomplished...
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581. "according to the law of Moses...
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582. "they lifted up the child
and brought him to Jerusalem...
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583. "to present him to the Lord."
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584. It says Jerusalem right here in the book.
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585. New Jerusalem.
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586. Look, Bob, maybe Nuestro Senor...
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587. he no care very much
what happens to a simple cattle thief.
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588. But if I was in a gambling house,
I would play the Kid's number.
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589. You would?
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590. All right, let's get cracking along.
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591. Kid, me and Pete will spell each other
carrying the infant.
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592. I'm toting my godson my share of the way.
That's part of it.
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593. That's in the book, too.
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594. There was three wise men
come from the East, wasn't there?
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595. Three wise men. I'm one of them.
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596. I'm betting on you, Kid.
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597. All right, Pete, which way's Jerusalem?
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598. Why, that way, Bob.
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599. Can't you see the star?
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600. Look, water.
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601. - That ain't water, Kid.
- Salt.
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602. It's a salt lake. We got to cross it.
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603. - No.
- Just a little bit, Kid.
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604. Don't be a fool, Kid. Drink it.
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605. - You got to.
- No!
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606. He shouldn't have
made me swallow that, Bob.
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607. - That's all right.
- You shouldn't have done it, Pete.
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608. Once we're across the flats,
we're through the worst of it.
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609. Here.
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610. - What are you doing?
- It will be easier crossing the sand.
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611. There's plenty of rough country
over there, Kid.
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612. I ain't figuring on going that far.
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613. No, sir.
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614. I ain't figuring on that at all.
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615. Take your horses down to the tanks, boys.
Fill up your kegs first.
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616. - Sure need it, Marshal.
- They'll drink her dry, Buck.
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617. Curly, take a look in that wagon.
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618. Gosh, Buck, there's been a woman here.
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619. Left her dresses all this and that way.
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620. What are they like?
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621. One's real nice, sort of faded,
but soft, like silk.
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622. - Is it red?
- Yeah, it's red with a...
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623. Has the top got all little white ribbons
all around the rim?
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624. It sure has, Buck.
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625. That was her wedding dress.
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626. Fourth of July.
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627. Red and white, carrying a little blue fan.
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628. Come on, Curly.
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629. Those fellas have done watered up...
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630. and then dynamited our tanks, left us dry.
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631. Lot of boys stick up stagecoaches,
and banks, and one thing or another.
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632. But a man that would dynamite
a water hole in this kind of country...
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633. is downright criminal.
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634. - How about giving the stock...
- Can't.
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635. - Can't we just wet our whistle?
- Can't.
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636. You heard Mr. Latham when he said $100,
dead or alive.
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637. I'll add $50 to it. I'd like 'em dead.
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638. It's time. Water.
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639. If I whimper for water, Pete...
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640. don't give it to me. Promise.
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641. - Promise.
- It's a promise, Kid.
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642. 137th psalm.
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643. One-three-seven. Read, please.
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644. "By the rivers of Babylon...
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645. "there we sat down...
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646. "yea, and we wept...
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647. "when we remembered Zion."
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648. "We hanged our harps upon the willows."
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649. "If I forget thee, O Jerusalem...
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650. "let my right hand forget her cunning.
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651. "How shall we sing the Lord's song...
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652. "in a strange land?"
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653. "Our Father, who art in heaven..."
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654. "Our Father..."
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655. "Now I lay me down to sleep.
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656. "I pray the Lord my soul to keep.
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657. "If I should die...
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658. "before I wake...
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659. "pray the Lord...
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660. "my soul to take."
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661. God bless Mom and Pop...
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662. and sister.
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663. Make me a good boy.
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664. Amen.
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665. When do we set up the drinks again...
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666. for Robert William?
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667. I think about 50 minutes.
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668. They're slipping it easy
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669. Poor boy.
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670. Made him a little boy again.
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671. It's broke.
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672. Your leg?
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673. - She's busted. I'm ashamed.
- Maybe I can fix it.
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674. - Waste time.
- I can make a travois Comanche-style...
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675. - and drag you.
- Waste time.
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676. On the other side of the mountain,
New Jerusalem.
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677. You will make it.
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678. When does little Pedro eat next?
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679. Not for more than two hours.
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680. Adios.
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681. Guess I better get moving along.
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682. Maybe you better leave me your pistol.
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683. The coyotes, you know?
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684. Yeah, sure, Pete.
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685. Coyotes.
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686. I'm sorry I called you
a chili-dipping horse thief back there.
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687. It's all right.
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688. I just remembered what tomorrow is.
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689. Merry Christmas.
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690. Merry Christmas, Pete.
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691. Our Father...
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692. who art in heaven...
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693. make some space...
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694. in your Holy Land...
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695. for this poor Pedro.
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696. Mount up. Let's get going.
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697. "... unto Jerusalem..."
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698. "... a donkey tied, and a colt with her:
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699. "Loose them, and bring them unto me."
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700. A donkey and his colt.
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701. You just try stealing a man's burro
in this country!
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702. They'd string you.
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703. That's it, Kid.
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704. Sing it.
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705. Sing a lullaby.
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706. This is where she ends, godson.
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707. This is the end of the trail, little Robert.
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708. So, you break your promise
to a dying woman?
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709. I can't go any further.
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710. Of course you can, Bob.
What does the book say?
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711. - Follow the book.
- Get up on your knees, you sack of dung!
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712. You can't...
You got no right to call me that.
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713. I'm going.
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714. But you quit talking Mex
in front of the infant.
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715. You quit it, you hear?
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716. - You're doing fine, Bob. Just fine.
- Sure I am.
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717. Just think of the cantina
in New Jerusalem.
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718. Yeah, I'm thinking of it.
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719. A glass of beer.
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720. - A big cool, cool glass of beer.
- Yeah.
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721. Five glasses of cool beer.
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722. You'll make it.
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723. Sure I will.
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724. Merry Christmas, everybody.
Merry Christmas to all.
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725. Set 'em up, bartender.
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726. Milk for the infant...
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727. and a cool, cool beer for me.
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728. A baby!
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729. Turn around, Texas.
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730. Turn around and draw.
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731. Perley, you old hay shaker.
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732. You got me.
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733. Looks like the baby's pappy...
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734. is a mighty sick man.
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735. Texas, you're about half-smart.
Jury still out, Curly?
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736. Yep, still out.
The boss says, "Come and get it."
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737. I'll thank you to remember
there's only one boss around here.
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738. Yes, sir, and she says, "Chow's down."
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739. - Morning, Carrie Lou.
- Morning, Bob. Sit right here.
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740. Thank you.
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741. Folks at the courthouse said you looked
mighty handsome in those new jeans.
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742. Thanks, Carrie Lou.
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743. And especially in those boots
with the Lone Star stitched on them.
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744. Yeah, they're real comfortable.
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745. Hope the batter on this chicken
is to your liking.
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746. - Looks good.
- A little syrup for them corn oysters?
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747. Corn oysters? I didn't get no corn oysters.
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748. I only had but two ears of sweet corn.
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749. All right, seeing what he did
for little Buck.
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750. Little Robert.
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751. I told you he wouldn't stand for
a name like that for a little Perley.
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752. His name
is Robert William Pedro Hightower.
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753. Yes, of course it is,
until the court changes it.
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754. Ma!
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755. Bob, have some coffee, will you?
You ain't eaten much lately.
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756. - You off your feed or something?
- I'm worrying.
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757. Don't worry about it.
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758. Maybe the judge won't give you
the full 20 years.
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759. It ain't that.
I could do 20 years standing on my head.
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760. I'm worrying since I hefted little Robert
this morning. He's losing weight.
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761. It's only natural for new babies
to lose a little weight, Bob.
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762. He didn't lose any when I was nursing him.
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763. No. We're giving that little dear
just every care we can.
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764. If he were our very own
we couldn't love him more.
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765. Ma, don't carry on, now.
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766. One thing you can count on,
Bob Hightower...
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767. you couldn't find better hands
to leave the little mite in...
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768. than Perley's and mine.
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769. - That's right, Bob.
- Sure.
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770. Maybe. You two being
his uncle and aunt...
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771. sort of distant relations, you might say.
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772. See, Ma, I knew he would.
I knew I had you pegged right.
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773. Look, you just sign this paper
right there on the "X," see?
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774. Wait up, now. Wait up. What is all this?
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775. The adoption papers, of course.
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776. I ain't anxious
to turn my godson to pasture.
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777. You just said right there
that we were distant relations.
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778. I never.
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779. - The jury's coming in, Buck.
- How they look?
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780. They look like a passel of pallbearers.
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781. Your Honor, we find the prisoner guilty
according to law...
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782. but under exterminating circumstances.
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783. Before passing sentence upon you,
Robert Marmaduke Hightower...
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784. Now, have you anything you wish to say?
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785. No, sir. I guess I ain't.
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786. You ain't?
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787. It seems, in this case...
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788. we have a mighty fine set
of extenuating circumstances...
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789. notably dealing with an infant child
you claim to be your godson.
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790. He is my godson.
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791. And now we come to the question
of the infant's custodianship.
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792. Who gets him, etc.
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793. - Your Honor, if the court pleases...
- Yes, I know.
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794. I got your application right here.
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795. Prisoner, have you any objection
to the Marshal and Mrs. Sweet...
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796. taking this here child?
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797. If you mean permanent,
I got plenty of objections...
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798. but if it's temporary, that's different...
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799. providing, of course, they guarantee
to give him a good education and such.
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800. And just what specific do you mean
as "and such," etc.?
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801. Teach him good horse sense, respect...
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802. say, "Yes, sir" when he's spoke to, and...
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803. That seems reasonable.
Do you agree, Buck?
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804. Sure, Wiley.
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805. But what Ma and me wanted
was to have little Buck permanent.
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806. Sure you would,
but you ain't going to get...
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807. little Robert William Pedro
permanent, Perley.
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808. Now, that's as it may be,
etc. And so forth...
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809. Robert Marmaduke Hightower...
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810. it is within the power of this here court...
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811. to sentence you to a term of 20 years
in the penitentiary.
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812. However, this here court...
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813. may be willing
to suspend that sentence indefinite...
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814. providing you sign this here paper...
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815. yielding your godson
to the Marshal and Mrs. Sweet...
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816. and furthermore providing
that you never again set foot...
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817. in the township of Welcome,
territory of Arizona.
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818. You can throw the book at me, Judge.
I ain't gonna do her.
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819. I ain't breaking my promise
to a dying woman.
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820. That's just what I been waiting for
to hear you say, son.
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821. I hereby give you the minimum sentence
under the law:
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822. One year and one day.
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823. Court's closed, bar's open.
Double bourbon, bartender, if you please.
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824. Bye, friend.
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825. I'll be awfully good to little...
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826. Robert William Pedro.
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827. - Goodbye, Bob.
- I know you will, Carrie Lou.
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828. Goodbye and good luck, boy.
A year in jail will do you real good.
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829. Thank you, ma'am.
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830. Bye, Bob. Good luck.
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831. - Goodbye, Perley, you old hay shaker.
- Goodbye, Bob.
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832. Say, kind of look after my deputy,
will you?
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833. See he gets started home
from Yuma all right.
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834. You know, he's never been away
from Welcome before.
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835. Sure, I'll take care of him.
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836. Put him on the train myself.
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837. - Mr. Hightower.
- Miss Latham.
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838. I want to thank you
for that Lady Baltimore cake.
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839. - I'm mighty glad you liked it.
- It would have been a lot lighter...
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840. without that hacksaw you baked in it.
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841. Proud to haul you, son.
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842. Can I write to you, Mr. Hightower?
Can I call you Bob?
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843. I'd be proud for you
to take your pen in hand, Miss Latham.
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