Boom Town Page #5

I'm the girl he's been writing to, John.

What?

Betsy.

The beautiful Betsy.

Elizabeth Bartlett, sure.

This is no good.

Why didn't you tell me?

Oh, darling...

...when you came to that table last night,

you were so fresh and sure of yourself...

...I thought it would be a surprise

and a big joke when you found out.

You see, later, it wasn't a joke anymore.

I tried to leave, knowing what you two

meant to each other.

- I would have gone to him, explained.

- No, you wouldn't have, John.

Darling, I was so afraid.

I was afraid I'd lose you.

- But you told him you would marry him.

- No, I didn't.

Oh, no, I haven't been that unfair.

Listen, I've known Jonathan a long time.

I knew that he wanted to marry me but that

he felt that he should have more to offer.

Oh, John...

...you see, back home,

life was piling up on me.

Teaching poetry to a lot of

high school kids that didn't like it...

...and didn't like me

because I made them learn it.

Furnished rooms, cafeterias

and men you wouldn't shake a stick at.

Don't you see? Like any other girl...

...I wanted a new life

and a home of my own too...

...so when Jonathan wrote me about

the life out here and the excitement...

...I just packed up

and took the first train.

I like Jonathan. I admire him...

...and I came out to see if perhaps

we could find a life together.

It's still no good.

- Well, I've knifed him in the back.

- Oh, no, John. Please believe me.

If I had left you last night,

I never would have married Jonathan.

I'd have gone away

without seeing him...

...because I knew I'd love only one man

the rest of my life.

Hey, open up and buy me a drink.

It's Cornelius Vanderfeller.

Come on, open up.

I love you, John.

And I love you.

Come on, hurry up. Open up. Open up.

Boy, did you miss it.

We were pounding the old...

- Bet...?

- Jonathan.

We were married last night, Shorty.

Wait a minute. I don't get this.

He never knew about us. I just told him.

She wanted to go,

but I couldn't let her.

I couldn't let her go, see, Shorty?

It happened just that way,

so I dug up Judge Martin.

Well, say something, Shorty.

Take a sock at me or something.

- You sure this is the way you want it?

- Yes, Jonathan.

You see,

when I came out here last night...

Okay, Betsy.

Thank you, Jonathan.

Well, I guess that's the way it is.

I gotta get to the well.

I got a lot of things to do.

No need in you coming out right away.

I'll see you both out there later.

Honey, that's a guy.

Ed.

Okay, everybody.

Come on and have a drink

with the Murphy boys from Arizona.

Ed, a Rolls-Royce.

You must be in the money.

- We are.

- Welcome home.

- Lucky Ed.

- Hey, Big John.

Big John! Pull over with that horse.

Come on over, we're setting them up.

Tom, Ed, you long-lost Comanches.

I heard you hit it.

- Yeah, we hit it, and we're spending it.

- Tom, Ed.

Oh, am I glad to see you.

- Well, I see you brought a stranger.

- Hi, honey.

Stay away from him, baby.

He's an old married man now.

I never hurt you, did I?

How's the fireplace and slippers?

- Everything's fine. How you been?

- Just dandy.

Swell. Hey, two wildcats,

they tell me. Give me an earful.

How deep did you have to go?

Wouldn't mean nothing

to a big producer like you.

- Is there any more good-looking...?

- A million acres of it.

- Let's all have a drink. Come on, baby.

- Say, I can't.

- My wife called and wants me home...

- We heard you got lassoed.

For life. And it's okay, pal.

But she wants me home early.

Something about the new house.

Don't go away, I'll be back.

- We'll be waiting for you.

- Not for long, brother.

Hey, honey.

Behold the bridegroom.

Here, congratulations, my boy.

Have a drink.

- One year married and he can't believe it.

- Used 14 eggs.

- Angel grub, they call it.

- Honey, I forgot.

Well, that proves

I've really got a husband.

But I ought

to have a present or something.

I've got my present right here,

all around me.

Darn it, we ain't got much time

for that sparking.

- We'll be ready, Harmony.

- Come on, everybody.

- To Betsy.

- Yes.

To beautiful darling Betsy number one.

Hey, who do you think's in town?

Tom and Ed Murphy.

Just brought in

two wildcats up in Arizona.

What do you say we all go down

and meet them after dinner at the hotel?

Sure, we can go...

...if you think they'll be interested

in a couple of old married people.

Honey, I'm sorry.

To heck with them.

Say, I gotta wash up.

That must've been something, though,

right out of nothing.

A new wildcat and the moose

goes right into high gear.

Doesn't he?

I'm all set to carry on

our cutthroat heart game after dinner.

- And, boy, will I give you the black queen.

- Oh, no, you won't.

There's gonna be no heart game tonight.

You two boys are eating

and then running, if you don't mind.

- But I haven't got anything to do...

- Well, Luther, you see...

...it's this way...

Why don't you just stop thinking

and go and pour me a drink.

I'm always mixing drinks or something.

Oh, they're such lovely flowers, Jonathan.

Thank you.

Place sure looks high-toned.

I guess that's the woman's hand

does that.

Well, it's not exactly the way I planned it,

but he took such an interest in it.

The horns from your well

over the mantel, and the guns.

Oh, and that armor over there,

he calls it his Sir Modred suit.

Well, that's the way it is,

and that's the way I want it to be.

It's where I want to live forever and ever

and never move away.

- That was a great dinner, Betsy.

- Thanks.

- See you in the morning.

- Shorty...

...why don't you see Tom and Ed

and get a line on that Arizona setup.

No, I better run out to the field. I wanna

take a look at number five. She's close.

- Good night.

- Good night.

- It's an invitation every year for you two.

- Thank you.

- Good night.

- Good night.

I still don't see why we couldn't

have had one hour's heart game.

Now I know you're over 60.

You do want to hear all about it,

don't you?

- What?

- Those Arizona wildcats.

- No, honey, really.

- "No."

You're about as convincing

as a little boy refusing a chocolate soda.

All right, come on. I've got some things

to do around here anyway.

Only, it'll take about an hour,

for your information.

- Sure you don't mind?

- No.

You go see the Murphy boys and sit around

and lie a little bit to each other...

...and have a good time, see?

Only, just remember, you've got

another wildcat waiting for you at home.

Oh, will I.

- I won't be more than a hour, darling.

- Right.

- John. John. Betsy.

- What's happened?

- Number five caught fire. Where's John?

- Well, he went into town.

You wake Harmony, I'll get a coat.

Harmony, go over to the firehouse.

Get Wilson and his nitro truck.

Tell him to bring 100 quarts.

Swing that wildcat.

Everybody's a wildcat in Arizona,

huh, Ed?

Betsy, honey.

- Get out, Betsy. You don't belong in here.

- The Murphy boys.

- Do you hear me? You don't belong.

- Wait a minute.

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