Annie Get Your Gun Page #8

and the moon in the evening

"And I'm feeling all right"

Where are we going?

What's the matter?

Frank!

Don't move or I'll fall.

I ain't ever moving again.

What have you got spilled on you?

Eau de cologne water.

It's powerful, ain't it?

Frank, look.

Polish.

-You look wonderful.

-Do I?

-Do I dazzle you?

-I couldn't have stood it much longer.

-Am I driving you crazy?

-Plumb.

-I love you, Annie.

-I love you back.

Why didn't you write to me?

Well, I figured you'd be tied up

with them European counts and dukes.

I been hearing about your collection

of white gloves.

-I missed you every minute.

-Keep talking.

-I didn't like living without you.

-Keep talking.

-You are everybody in the world.

-Keep talking.

I don't want to talk.

I just want to hold you like this.

Annie, I want you to have something.

Frank, I can't take them, honest I can't.

Go on, honey. A little jewelry

will look good with that ring.

Go on. Pin them on.

Where?

I got a little piece of space left between...

...France and Switzerland.

-How come you got that vacant lot there?

-I didn't wear them all.

What are you waiting for?

You don't want these.

They haven't got any stones in them.

I got all the stones I want.

Go ahead, Frank.

No, these are too plain for you.

They just got writing on the back.

"To Frank Butler,

The Champion Sharpshooter of the World."

Of what world?

The Old World or the New World?

-The whole world.

-These say you ain't.

-They don't prove anything.

-I ain't been beat yet.

If you mean that time in Cincinnati,

that was beginner's luck.

I thought maybe that nonsense

had been knocked out of you.

It couldn't happen again in a million years!

It's going to happen again tomorrow!

-Charlie!

-Yes?

Find someplace

where we can have a match.

-Who?

-Me and old potshot here.

A love match.

There ain't no love in a shooting woman.

What a wife she'd make!

Instead of tending house,

she'd tend her guns.

She'd be out hitting targets.

You'd be out missing them!

That's not the right spirit

to start working together.

-We're not working together!

-Not now or ever!

-Cannot stop merger.

-I just did.

And get us a range!

That dress sure had me fooled.

I thought you was getting to be a lady.

It's gonna be a pleasure

to give you a lesson in marksmanship.

You couldn't give me a lesson

in long-distance spitting!

"Anything you can do I can do better

I can do anything better than you

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

"Anything you can be I can be greater

Sooner or later I'm greater than you

-"No, you're not

-"Yes, I am

-"No, you're not

-"Yes, I am

-"No, you're not

-"Yes, I am

"I can shoot a partridge

with a single cartridge

"I can get a sparrow

with a bow and arrow

-"I can live on bread and cheese

-"And only on that?

-"Yes

-"So can a rat

"Any note you can reach I can go higher

"I can sing anything higher than you

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

"No, you can't

"Yes, I can

"Anything you can buy I can buy cheaper

I can buy anything cheaper than you

-"Fifty cents

-"Forty cents

-"Thirty cents

-"Twenty cents

-"You can't

-"Yes, I can

"Anything you can say I can say softer

"I can say anything softer than you

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

"I can drink my liquor faster than a flicker

"I can drink it quicker and get even sicker

-"I can open any safe

-"Without getting caught

-"Sure

-"That's what I thought, you crook

"Any note you can hold I can hold longer

"I can hold any note longer than you

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

"Yes, you can!

"Anything you can wear I can wear better

"In what you wear I'd look better than you

-"In my coat

-"In your vest

-"In my shoes

-"In your hat

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

"Anything you can say I can say faster

"I can say anything faster than you

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"I can jump a hurdle

-"I can wear a girdle

-"I can knit a sweater

-"I could fill it better

"I can do most anything

-"Can you bake a pie

-"No

"Neither can I

"Any note you can sing I can sing sweeter

"I can sing anything sweeter than you

"No, you can't

"Yes, I can

"No, you can't

"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can

"No, you can't, can't, can't

"Yes, I can, can, can

-"No, you can't

-"Yes, I can"

Ladies and gentlemen.

You are about to witness

a contest of marksmanship...

...for the championship of the world...

...between Miss Annie Oakley...

...and Mr. Frank Butler!

Straight shooting, using clay targets...

...the best out of 100 shots...

...five shots at a time.

This one fixed.

I hope you know what you're doing.

Annie won't like losing this match.

She like. Annie win match, lose Frank.

Annie lose match, win Frank.

We make peace medicine.

Is that satisfactory?

Unless he'd like a handicap.

Let's get started.

I've got a date in town with a lady...

...and I've only got a half-hour to beat her.

Beat me! You wouldn't want

to make a bet on that, would you?

-Anytime!

-You got it!

-Give me that case with the medals.

-Wait, now. Let's not get hasty.

I'm betting all these medals

against those three tin badges of yours.

Annie, you can't bet away $100,000.

That's our whole bankroll.

-You don't think I'll lose, do you?

-Sure. I mean, no!

-Here they are.

-Here, let me hold the stakes.

You and your peace medicine.

You have heard the rules of the contest.

Are you ready?

-Ready.

-Ready?

Ready!

Pull!

Miss!

Pull!

Miss!

-Charlie, get me another gun!

-Yeah.

Come on. What's the matter?

Nothing. I was just trying to make

a little war medicine.

Watch this one, Mr. Frank Butler!

Pull!

Miss!

-I don't know what's the matter with me.

-Now, steady, Annie.

Charlie, give me another gun!

Here, honey. Try mine for luck.

-Did you call me "honey"?

-Sure I did.

Go on. Try it.

Pull!

Pull!

Now, I'm gonna make up what I lost.

Of course,

you were just giving me a handicap.

Sure.

Pull!

Pull!

Hit!

Pull!

Hit!

Pull!

Hit!

Pull!

The great Miss Oakley.

Here. I don't need any luck from you.

-Yes, you do!

-No, I don't.

Give me another gun, Charlie.

You have better luck with this one.

I don't know what's the matter with me.

You do fine. Keep missing, you win.

Be second-best, Annie.

You tell me, can't get a man with gun.

Remember?

Yeah.

You get man with this gun.

Why didn't I think of that?

Give me that gun, Papa Bull!

Pull!

Miss!

Pull!

Miss!

I can't. I quit.

I concede this match to Mr. Frank Butler,

the greatest sharpshooter in the world.

-You don't know what you're doing!

-Yes, I do.

It just ain't no use.

I ain't the champion anymore.

I'm only second-best.

-Ain't that right, Papa Bull?

-That's right, Little Sure Shot.

I don't know what will happen to me.

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