Annie Get Your Gun

"Who's got the stuff

that made the Wild West wild

"Who pleases every woman, man and child

"Who does his best

to give the customers a thrill

-"Who

-"Colonel Buffalo Bill

"Who's got the show

that gets the most applause

"Five hundred Indians and fifty squaws

"Ten feature acts

and there's the special feature still

-"Who

-"Colonel Buffalo Bill

-"Did you ever see a cowboy rope a steer

-"No, we haven't

-"Or an Indian with feathers throw a spear

-"No, we haven't

"Or a marksman shoot an earring

from an ear?

"No, we haven't

-"Did you ever see a holdup

-"No, sir

"Then gather closer

"And let me give you

some of the atmosphere"

Introducing the world's

greatest sharpshooter, Mr. Frank Butler!

"The hour is midnight and all is still

"We see the stagecoach

climbing up the hill

"Going along the mountain trail

carrying passengers and mail

"Never suspecting danger

as they roll along

"The watchful driver is in his seat

"His trusty rifle lying at his feet

"Some of the passengers inside

seem to be dozing as they ride

"Never suspecting

there is something really wrong

"Suddenly there's a shout!

"What is it all about?

"'What is it all about?' you ask.

It's Indians!

-"Indians?

-"Indians!

"Indians!

"Very notable, cut-your-throatable Indians!

"Indians!

"Just when they've

taken everyone by force

"Who makes an entrance

on a big white horse

"Who starts shooting till

there's no one left to kill

-"General Grant?

-"No. Colonel Buffalo Bill

"Who's got the stuff

that made the Wild West wild

"Who pleases every woman, man and child

"Who does his best

to give the customers a thrill

"Colonel Buffalo Bill"

Good afternoon.

What's going on here? Indians!

What do you think you're doing?

I'm busy now.

You'll have to make an appointment.

Stop that!

My good man....

Do you suggest we keep the people

of this town in ignorance...

...about the grandest show on earth?

I suggest you clear out. This is my hotel

and I'll have no signs tacked up.

You must be....

Don't tell me.

Mr. Wilson.

How do you do, sir?

This is a great pleasure.

Allow me to introduce myself.

I'm Charles Davenport,

personal manager for Buffalo Bill Cody.

Glad to know you, but--

When we hold our shooting match,

everybody will be here watching.

It's the greatest advertising.

What match?

Frank Butler against your local shot.

We do it in every town.

Not here you don't. This is my lawn

and you're not holding any match on it.

-We're taking 10 of your rooms.

-For a lot of cowboys and Indians?

For the headliners.

Indians sleep in the lobby.

Indians! Oh, boy!

I don't want any actors.

I just had Pawnee Bill...

...and his Far East Show. Some of them

chased my guests on horseback.

Now, take your stuff and get.

Nice lawn you got here.

I'll rent it from you.

-$25 for the afternoon.

-No.

-$50.

-No.

-How about $50 in cash and two squaws?

-No, no.

-How about 50 squaws and $2 in cash?

-No!

-No?

-No!

No, kid. I'll feed you to the Indians.

Indians. Oh, boy.

Looks a little small for a contest.

-You don't like it?

-Not much.

Good, because you haven't got it.

-Who says so?

-He does.

Get that horse out of here.

He seems to think it's his hotel.

-Did you mention my name?

-He stood up under it.

-Here's some passes for the show.

-Thanks, Frank.

Don't miss my entrance.

All right, Frank. Don't forget dinner now.

-I'll be there.

-I'll send the carriage.

Goodbye.

-I'm Frank Butler.

-You've got nowhere to sleep

Wait a minute. I'm here to do you a favor.

I'll give you a chance to win $100.

Yeah, how?

Just get the local champion up

and I'll give you a side bet of $100...

...against 10 rooms for our actors.

No, sir.

Clear all this off the porch

before I call the marshal.

-You sure charmed him.

-We don't need him.

Tell the boys to start packing.

-We'll do the match at the fairground.

-Yes, your majesty.

-See you later.

-Yes, your majesty.

All right, start loading up.

We're moving back to town.

I'll go back and break the good news

to Buffalo Bill.

Hey, Dolly! Dolly!

Dolly, come on. We're moving.

Moving?

I'm not moving again for anybody!

All right. You stay here

and come back in with the boys.

I've been shot!

Indians!

Indians!

That's my bird.

Did you fire that shot?

It wasn't nothing.

It wasn't nothing?

You could have killed me!

-Give me that bird.

-It's mine. I shot it.

You shot it right off my hat.

How did it get up there?

I sewed it up there.

What for? It ain't no good.

Ain't got no meat on it.

It's not an eating bird. It's a wearing bird.

All right. But around these parts,

you'll have to keep sewing it on...

...because folks will keep shooting it off.

You've ruined it!

Yeah, it sure looks beat, ma'am.

Here, have one of mine.

Get that filthy thing away from me!

She ain't filthy. She looks better than you,

and she's got a bullet in her head.

-I heard shooting.

-This creature tried to murder me.

-Is that gun loaded?

-Sure.

But I can empty it quick.

Wait for me!

I wouldn't have really shot her.

That's mighty civilized of you.

A fellow down the road tells me

this here's a boarding hotel.

What if it is?

Maybe you and me can do some trading.

-What have you got to trade?

-I got quails, wild ducks, some grouses--

No, I can get all the game I want.

When folks eat the kind of game you get,

they keep spitting out buckshot.

Teeth, sometimes, too.

Mine's different.

Come on out, now.

The man won't chase you.

Come on. It's all right. Honest.

Kid sisters and little brother

ain't used to people yet.

They never been out of Dark County before.

Come on.

Shake your tails!

The man's waiting on you.

Hurry up! He can't wait all day.

They look a little dusty, don't they?

We're in business together.

I pop them, she plucks them,

she picks them, and she pulls them.

Who is he?

Little Jake? He's my bird dog.

Jake, stop your sniffing.

What you got a sleeve for?

Here you are, mister. Look it over.

Lift up its wings.

No buckshot in that bird,

just one little tiny hole in its head.

Mighty pretty shooting.

It's mighty pretty eating, too.

For every one you take, you've got to

give me two nickels and a dime.

All right. I'll take two dozen.

How many is that?

Twenty-four.

Who do we know can count up to 24?

I can count up to 20.

Are you sure?

I can only give you 20.

All right. Leave the bill with them.

-What's a bill?

-A bill's a voucher.

Don't you keep books?

Don't any of you read or write?

We don't read as good as everybody.

We don't read as good as anybody.

"Folks are dumb where I come from

they ain't had any learning

"Still they're happy as can be

doing what comes naturally

"Doing what comes naturally

"Folks like us could never fuss

with schools and books and learning

"Still we've gone from A to Z

doing what comes naturally

"Doing what comes naturally

"You don't have to know

how to read or write

"When you're out with a fellow

in the pale moonlight

"You don't have to look in a book to find

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