Annie Oakley Page #2

- Come on, Ma.

- Who's shooting against you, Mr. Walker?

- A fellow by the name of Oakley.

A rube from the tall timber, by crackey!

Well, good luck to you.

Well, we'll have some fun, anyway.

If he ever gets here.

Hey, Mac, better get your man here.

I can't wait all day.

Oh, he'll be here all right.

He's had a long ways to come.

Well, I'll go down and warm up a bit.

I'm waiting to see that dark horse, Mac.

And the longer we wait,

the longer Mac keeps that $200.

Anyone that can hit quail in the head

with a single ball can shoot for my money.

Are you looking for me?

My name is Oakley.

Oakley?

- Where is your father?

- Well, he's dead.

Dead?

- When did it happen?

- Oh, a long time ago.

- Then, where is your brother?

- This is my brother.

And this is my sister Susie and this is Ma.

Excuse me.

I am looking for an Andy Oakley

who's been supplying me with game.

Oh, I guess you made a mistake, mister.

Not Andy Oakley. Annie.

It's me you sent for.

You?

A joke's a joke,

but this one is just a little too practical.

But it's not a joke.

I want to bet my own money.

Show him what you've got, Ma.

Lem sent down $10

and Sheriff Bixby sent down $5,

and a lot of other people chipped in.

$37 in all.

Yes, sirree.

Then forget about it.

There's not going to be any contest.

Maybe you can settle for half, Mac.

You mean just because I'm not a man,

you ain't gonna let me shoot?

That's perfectly all right, Miss Oakley.

You're going to get your chance.

The bet still stands.

But I'll discount it and pay off right away,

Mr. Hogarth.

Oh, no, you don't.

The whole hog or nothing at all.

And I'm speaking for Toby Walker, too.

Toby Walker?

You're in big company now, Miss Oakley.

Oh, I couldn't shoot against Toby Walker.

Oh, now, you mustn't be afraid.

You just do the best you can.

Just pretend you're shooting quail.

Oh, I ain't scared he could beat me.

It's just that it don't seem reasonable.

Of course it isn't.

But we're going through with it

just the same.

Ma, can I have the money?

Would... Would you bet the money for me?

Oh, yes, of course I'll bet it for you.

Here's yours, Annie.

Here. They don't belong to you.

Here's a seat for you, Mrs. Oakley.

Hey, don't meddle with those guns.

Oh, I'm sorry, mister,

but whenever I see a gun, I always...

What's a kid like you know about guns?

I got one here.

It was clean through the Civil War.

Well, gee... Well...

Well, gee whiz, don't tell me

you shoot with a thing like that?

Of course I do.

What do you shoot? Doodlebugs?

You hang around, kid, and you'll see

some shooting that is shooting.

I figured on seeing some tall shooting,

otherwise I wouldn't be here.

Up from the sticks to see me

make a monkey out of that Oakley?

The shootingest monkey you ever saw,

and we got $37 says so.

No! About all the ready cash

in that county, I suppose.

Bring on that hickory-nut-knocker.

Mr. Walker,

meet Miss Hickory-nut-knocker.

- What?

- Your opponent, Miss Annie Oakley.

What do you mean?

Hey, Maclvor, is this your idea of a joke,

asking me to shoot against

a half-baked kid, and a girl at that?

Now, if you'd like to call off the bet...

He's right, Mr. Maclvor.

He'd look awful silly

if I beat him in front of all these folks.

Beat me! Why, you...

Get those targets ready. Beat me!

Make him earn his money, Annie.

I was wondering, Mr. Maclvor,

if you could help me find

some plain sewing?

Well, I don't know about needlework,

but I've got a cigar stand at the hotel...

Oh, I love a man who smokes a cigar.

Mind you,

the job only calls for selling cigars.

As the challenger, you shoot first.

Start with the end target.

Yes, sir.

Clear the range, boys.

All right.

You started at the wrong end.

- That's all right. Set it up again.

- Set them up.

First potshot I ever took.

All right, Mr. Walker.

This is too easy.

Give us something to shoot at.

Certainly. We'll use moving targets

if it's agreeable with Miss Oakley.

Well, I never shot a quail

while it was sitting down.

All right, miss.

Get in the pit, boys.

You'll shoot alternately.

The first one to miss will lose the contest.

- Is that all right with you?

- Yes.

- And you, Mr. Walker?

- Fine.

And you, Mr. Maclvor?

It's fine with me.

Just call "Ready."

- Ready.

- Throw!

A hit!

Good shot.

- That was well done, little lady.

- Thank you, sir.

- Ready.

- Throw!

A hit.

Good shot.

- Ready.

- Throw!

A hit.

- Ready.

- Throw!

- Ready.

- Throw!

- Ready.

- Throw!

- Ready.

- Throw!

Hey, Hogarth,

you signed up the wrong shooter.

You better look for another job, Toby.

There goes your championship.

- Ready.

- Throw!

Hogarth, you better get that contract

back, in case the girl beats Toby.

So, you're the champ!

Quiet, please, gentlemen.

Ready, Miss Oakley?

Honey, I hope

you ain't gonna be the cause

of that young man losing his position.

Don't worry, Ma. I ain't gonna be.

- Ready.

- Throw!

A miss!

- Ready.

- Throw!

A hit!

Sister, don't take it too much to heart.

You gave me about as good a match

as anybody does.

Thanks, Mr. Walker.

You know, you've got possibilities.

It's too bad I won't be around

to give you a few pointers.

Come on, Ma, let's go home.

Everybody! Everybody up to the bar!

The drinks are on me!

All right, Fritz, it's on me.

Beers for everybody.

- Make mine a champagne cocktail.

- I'll have champagne, too!

I don't see how she could have lost.

Newt said she tied him shot for shot

right up till the very last.

I never knew her to miss a shot before.

You'd better break the news

to them, Annie.

I'll keep an eye on the young'uns.

Hello, Annie.

- Howdy, Annie.

- Good evening.

I'm gonna pay you folks back

the money I lost

if it takes a whole winter's shooting.

Oh, forget it, Annie.

You done the best you could.

- Sure you did.

- You bet.

That's just it, I didn't.

Now, Annie,

you don't know what you're saying.

I know, all right, and I'm gonna fess up.

I missed that last shot a purpose.

You missed it a purpose!

Yes, I did.

I couldn't beat that fellow.

I didn't have the heart to.

He was...

He was just too pretty.

- Hello, Miss Oakley.

- Hello.

Mrs. Oakley. You know,

in all the excitement,

I completely forgot

to get that bet of yours covered.

When I remembered,

I had to chase all this way to find you.

- Honest, you didn't bet the money?

- No, I didn't.

Gee, now, I can pay back the boys.

Just a minute. There's something else

I wanted to see you about.

Mrs. Oakley, this daughter of yours

is one of the finest shots I've ever seen.

We're mighty proud of her.

And we'd be mighty proud

to have her with the Buffalo Bill show.

Buffalo Bill?

Yes, you see,

I'm a partner of Colonel Cody's.

Well, I hope you ain't suggesting that

Annie go gallivanting around the country

with a lot of cowboys and wild Injuns.

Well, you'd like that, wouldn't you, Annie?

But what would Ma and the kids

do without me?

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