
Dark Command Page #2
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AT EACH OTHER'S THROATS ALL DAY.
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO
WHEN I GET MARRIED?
DON'T YOU WORRY ABOUT US.
TO MARRY HIM?
UH-HUH.
GOOD, SPLENDID.
I DIDN'T SAY I'D ACCEPTED HIM,
NOW, DID I?
OH, HE'S A SMART MAN, MARY.
AMBITIOUS, HARD WORKER.
BE A BIG MAN SOMEDAY.
I LIKE A LITTLE ONE
I CAN BOSS AROUND.
OH, NO, NO, NO.
I'M SERIOUS. HE'D MAKE
A GOOD HUSBAND FOR YOU,
THAT LAD.
HIS GRANDFATHER WAS SCOTCH.
ARE OLD ENOUGH TO STOP FIGHTING.
THANK YOU, TOM.
FOR ABOUT A WEEK.
IF I COULD KNOW YOU'LL TAKE
A HANDSOME WEDDING PRESENT.
WHAT ARE YOU,
THERE YOU ARE, SIR.
HA! SMOOTH
AS A BABY'S... LEG.
YOUR HONOR, THEM'S
THE KINDEST WORDS I'VE HEARD
FROM A JUDGE IN YEARS.
MOSTLY THEY SAY,
"THIRTY DAYS. "
MY FRIEND, YOU MAY PAIN A SHAVING MUG WITH THE NAME
"JUDGE BUCKNER"...
AND COUNT UPON ME
AS A STEADY PATRON
NOW THAT YOU'RE ESTABLISHED.
TWO BITS.
OH, TUT, TUT, TUT.
I SHALL SETTLE WITH YOU WEEKLY.
OR, PERHAPS, MONTHLY.
I BEG YOUR PARDON, MADAM.
HE'S AN EXCELLENT SHAVE, MADAM.
OH, I'M SORRY, MADAM.
GOOD MORNING, MA'AM.
I WISH TO HAVE:
A TOOTH PULLED.
YES, MA'AM.
WILL YOU BE SEATED, PLEASE?
THERE YA ARE.
WHAT'S THIS?
IMBIBE, MADAM, OR SUFFER.
I DO NOT IMBIBE.
VERY WELL, MA'AM.
NOW, IF YOU'LL KINDLY PLACE YOUR
RIGHT KNEE AGAINST MY CHEST.
WHY, I'VE NEVER HEARD
I'LL TELL MY HUSBAND.
JUST FOR LEVERAGE, MA'AM.
JUST FOR LEVERAGE.
[ Screams ]
SAY "AH. "
THERE WE ARE.
AH!
I TAKE A SHORT TRIP
OUT OF TOWN,
AND LOOK WHAT HAPPENS.
FOUR KILLINGS IN A WEEK.
IT'S GOT TO STOP.
FOUR?
DID YOU SAY FOUR?
THAT'S RIGHT, FOUR!
WELL, WE'RE GETTING TO BE
QUITE A TOWN, AREN'T WE?
I DOUBT IF THEY HAVE
THAT MANY IN DODGE CITY.
NO, I DON'T THINK SO.
WE AIM TO COMPETE
WITH ANY CITY IN SIZE,
BUT NOT IN LAWLESSNESS.
CERTAINLY, OF COURSE,
FOUR KILLINGS IS OUTRAGEOUS.
THAT THE APPOINTMEN OF A MARSHAL IS OBVIOUSLY
IN ORDER.
IF I CAN FIND THE RIGHT MAN.
I HAVE A NEPHEW. HE'S A FINE,
UPSTANDING YOUNG MAN WHO--
WHO YOU'D LIKE TO SEE
ON THE CITY PAYROLL.
WELL, THE MAN WE NEED
MUST BE HONEST,
MUST HAVE COURAGE,
KNOW HOW TO HANDLE MEN.
HAVE YOU ANY SUGGESTIONS?
WAIT NOW,
THERE'S MY NEPHEW.
HE'S OUT!
WE REALLY FELT, MR. McCLOUD,
THAT YOU'D PROBABLY MAKE
A NOMINATION.
GENTLEMEN, I THINK I KNOW
THE VERY MAN.
LOOK OUT FOR THE RUTS, WILL.
"LOOK OUT FOR THE RUTS. "
THERE YOU HAVE:
ONLY I NEVER DID LOOK OUT.
ALWAYS BEEN IN ONE.
LOOK AT ME NOW--
A SCHOOLTEACHER.
WHERE'S THAT GOING
TO GET ME?
I THINK I COULD GO
CLEAR TO THE TOP IF I THOUGH YOU'D BE THERE WAITING.
ANYWAY, JUST FOR THE CLIMB
AND THE VIEW?
- [ Chattering ]
- ALL RIGHT.
I'M FROM TENNESSEE.
WHAT OF IT?
WE AIN'T WANTIN' PEOPLE
AROUND HERE:
WHO SELL THEIR VOTES.
I GOT A BUSINESS OF MY OWN.
SMART ALECK, HUH?
WHAT DO YOU SAY, BOYS,
WE GIVE HIM A LIFT OUT OF TOWN?
WHO MIGHT YOU BE?
NOTHIN' TO YOU. I JUST SAID,
KEEP YOUR HANDS OFF.
YOU TALK MIGHTY BIG FOR ONE MAN.
WHAT RIGHT DO YOU GO TO BUTT INTO THIS?
I'LL TELL YA,
YA PACK OF COYOTES.
IS AN AMERICAN.
DON'T FORGET THAT.
IT'S HIS RIGHT TO...
GO WHERE HE PLEASES,
AND IT'S MY BUSINESS TO--
COME ON, MARY.
HIT HIM IN THE TEETH, BOB,
IN THE TEETH.
LET ME GIVE YOU A HAND, MISTER.
THANKS. WHERE'D YOU
COME FROM?
- BEEN FOLLOWIN' YOU
AROUND ALL MORNIN'.
- WHAT FOR?
YOU'RE A COWBOY,
AIN'T YA?
YEP. FROM TEXAS. WHY?
AH!
THEM DOGGIES ARE THE BOLDES I EVER RODE HERD ON.
IT'S LIKE SOMETIMES
OUT ON THE RANGE AFTER YOU GO THE HERD BEDDED DOWN--
[ Man Groaning ]
THAT'S MY TONGUE.
MY MISTAKE.
EVER HAD:
YOUR TOOTH PULLED?
NO, ALL GOOD.
YOU'RE LUCKY.
SAY, YOU REALLY BUSTED
THAT KNUCKLE, DIDN'T YA?
OH, IT AIN'T NOTHIN'.
NO, I'VE HAD LOTS OF 'EM.
HERE'S WHAT I ALWAYS USE.
THANKS,
IF I'D GO OUT ON THE RANGE,
WHAT'S THE FIRST THING
THEY'RE GONNA ASK ME?
FOR CHEWIN' TOBACCO,
MOST LIKELY.
THERE'S SOMETHING
I WANTED TO ASK YOU.
ME?
I WAS STARING A WHEN ALL THE RUCKUS STARTED--
YEAH.
WELL, WHO IS SHE?
WELL, HER NAME IS
MARY McCLOUD. WHY?
WELL, I'LL TELL YA.
I THINK MAYBE I'LL MARRY HER.
WHAT?
OF COURSE, IF SHE'LL HAVE ME.
I MEAN,
A FELLA WOULDN'T WANT TO MARRY
NATURALLY.
OH, NATURALLY.
YOU KNOW HER WELL?
NO, JUST SEEN HER
ONCE OR TWICE.
THE NEXT TIME:
SHE WAS WITH A JACKASS.
HE IS, HUH?
MAKES IT EASIER, DON'T IT?
PRACTICALLY A CINCH.
YOU DO THINGS KINDA
SUDDEN, DON'T YA?
NO, NOT EXACTLY.
BUT, YOU SEE, I GOT HER
FIGURED OUT THIS WAY.
IF YOU LIKE SOMEONE
AND YOU DON'T TELL 'EM
RIGHT OFF,
YOU WASTED, SHE LIKED YOU, TOO,
SO, WELL, ALL THA TIME'S WASTED, AIN'T IT?
IT IS, THE WAY YOU PUT IT.
HOW DO YOU EXPEC TO GO ABOUT THIS?
OH, YES.
GLAD YOU MENTIONED THAT.
UH, I FIGURED THA IF YOU WAS TO TAKE ME
OVER TO HER...
AND GIVE ME AN INTRODUCE, THEN
I COULD TELL HER WHO I WAS AND
THAT I NEVER MURDERED NOBODY,
AND YOU COULD GO SOMEWHERE
AND SIT ON A FENCE
TILL I WAS THROUGH.
WELL, COME ON, I THINK
I FORGOT TO ASK YOU
YOUR NAME.
FLETCH.
MINE'S SETON. BOB SETON.
YOU GOT A FIRST NAME?
YEAH. CUPID.
HE'S A REAL COWBOY.
FROM TEXAS.
THIS IS HER FATHER'S BANK.
OWNS A BANK, HUH?
WHAT DO YOU KNOW?
HE DON'T LIKE COWBOYS EITHER.
YEAH, I KNOW THE BREED--
STRING-HOLLERED AND SPAVINED.
SQUEEZE THE BLOOD
OUT OF A TURNIP.
KEEP YOUR CHIN:
TO YOURSELF.
HUH?
I MEAN, YOU WAIT HERE,
AND I'LL GO BRING HER.
FAIR ENOUGH.
I DON'T KNOW HOW TO EXPRESS
MY APPRECIATION, MR. McCLOUD.
I SUPPOSE IT WILL BE LEF TO A VOTE, HUH?
OTHER CANDIDATES THROWING
ANY TROUBLE WINNIN'.
I HOPE YOU'RE RIGHT.
FLETCH,
WHERE ARE YOU DRAGGING ME?
FRIEND OF MINE HERE
[ Squeals ]
YOU, UH, WANTED
TO TALK TO ME?
UH, YES,
THAT'S SORT OF THE IDEA.
WELL--
UH--
DID THE SQUIRT TELL YOU
WHO I WAS?
WHO?
THE KID, CUPID.
AIN'T THAT A NAME FOR YOU?
[ Chuckles ]
AND ASKED FOR YOU.
MY BROTHER, YOU MEAN.
YEAH. HE AND I--
YOUR WHAT?
MY BROTHER. WHO DID YOU
THINK HE WAS?
WELL--
YOUR BROTHER.
YES.
YOU SEE THE FIGHT?
NO.
WE LOST... ALMOST.
WAS THAT WHAT YOU WANTED
TO TALK TO ME ABOUT?
WELL, NOT EXACTLY.
THAT IS-- NO.
THEN WHAT WAS IT?
WELL, UH, DID HE
ABOUT ANYTHING:
I'D SAID TO HIM?
MY BROTHER, YOU MEAN?
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