Destry Rides Again
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- Year:
- 1939
- 94 min
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[Gunshots, Men Whooping]
Ya-hoo-hoo!
Ya-hoo-hoo!
[Gunshot]
Yahoo!
Yahoo!
Yahoo!
Whoo-hoo!
Well, if I don't bet 'em,
ya may not think I got 'em,
so I'm bettin'.
That's good.
[Laughing] A deuce
in the hole in this game
is good as an ace.
Thought you
was tough, Kent.
[Laughing]
Too good for me, Claggett.
Deal me out a hand.
I never knew money
was so easy to get.
[Laughing]
[Music Playing,
Indistinct Chatter]
It was LittleJoe
the wrangler
He will wrangle never more
For his days with the roundup
they are o'er
They are o'er
'Twas a year ago last April
when he rode up to our camp
Just a little Texas stray
and nothing more
And nothing more
[Woman]
LittleJoe
LittleJoe
LittleJoe
LittleJoe
Oh, whatever become ofhim,
I don't know
She don't know
Oh, he sure did like his liquor
and it would have got his ticker
But the sheriff got
him quicker, yee-yahoo
Yee-yahoo
LittleJoe
LittleJoe
LittleJoe
LittleJoe
Oh, wherever his body
lies I don't know
She don't know
When the yellow moon
was beamin' he could
wrangle like a demon
And you'd always hear
him screamin' yee-yahoo
Yee-yahoo
LittleJoe
LittleJoe
LittleJoe
LittleJoe
Oh, whatever he's
doing now I don't know
She don't know
He had women by the dozens
and he swore
they was his cousins
'Til he met up with
their husband, yee-yahoo
Yee-hoo
Yee-yahoo!
[Laughter]
Aah!
Oh, LittleJoe
LittleJoe
Whatever happened to him
I don't know
But I sure do like
my liquor
But I can see
ya got it quicker
And I hope it makes
you sick, you buffalo
How's everybody doing?
Not bad. Not bad.
of that rabbit's foot of yours.
I say you could.
He'll need more
than a rabbit's foot
to catch up with me.
I'll more than likely
own this whole shebang
before the night's over.
Then you'll be workin'
for me, Frenchy.
That's fine. Maybe I can
get a little raise.
You betcha can.
You betcha can.
Anybody like a sandwich?
No, but I'll have
some coffee.
Me too.
Yeah, I'll take some.
None for me, thanks.
Bet 50.
[Foot Kicking]
Oh. I'll stay.
Let's keep
the small fry out.
I'll make it 100.
I fold.
Ace-ten bets.
Ace oughta be worth
about, uh, 500.
Not me.
I'll stay.
I drop.
Pair of eights bets.
Bet 1,000.
Pair of eights, huh?
Well, I got an eight myself,
so I don't think you
got three of'em.
But just to find out,
I'll bump ya 2,000.
Eh, Frenchy?
All or nothin',
I always say.
Me too.
[Laughing]
I'll call.
[Dealer]
Last card coming up.
- Pair of aces bets.
- Pair of aces.
I guess that
oughta fold ya up.
Wait a minute.
Make your bet.
Ya mean ya ain't droppin'?
I'm still in.
And I still don't think
ya got three eights,
so pop goes the weasel.
[Chuckling]
Think that's enough?
Don't you?
You're bettin'.
Well, dern my hide.
I got a 3,000-acre ranch...
and 1,500 head of cattle
worth at least $ 10,000...
that says you don't want
any part of it.
Ohh!
Golly, that's hot!
[Kent]
Can't ya be more
careful, Frenchy?
My heel caught on something.
Let me wipe you off.
Oh, that's
all right, Frenchy.
Accidents'll happen.
I'm sorry.
That's all right.
Forget it. Forget it.
Let's play poker.
Callin' my bet or ain't ya?
I'll call.
Three shining aces.
Where?
I had an ace in the hole.
How'd that deuce get there?
Maybe you only seen
one end of it.
I saw what I saw.
Well, I guess that makes
my two pair good.
You take your hands
off that pot.
Behave yourself.
You keep outta this.
You were bluffing,
and you were called.
You're all a bunch
of crooks, but ya
ain't cheatin' me.
Take it easy, partner.
I'll show ya
how I'll take it.
Quiet! Quiet!
Quiet!
Boys.
Nice work, honey.
Practice makes perfect.
Well, that does it.
of land right across the valley.
And what do we do now?
Nothin' 'til them cattle men
try to drive their herds
through without payin'.
How many steers
will come through?
Last year, there were 350,000.
Now, if we charge 'em
That makes...
$87,500.
Now that's money.
We're rich.
I'll get my gal's teeth
plugged with diamonds...
and just sit
and watch her smile.
Uh-uh.
I'll take care of that.
I'd rather have cash
in the bank.
And stay outta here!
[Cocking Hammer]
Just a minute, Claggett.
Where you going
with that rifle?
You let me alone, Keogh.
I'm gonna kill that
dirty cheat if it's
the last thing I do.
Now take it easy.
You ain't gonna kill nobody.
What's this all about?
That low-down skunk
sucked me into bettin'
my ranch and cattle,
and then switched cards
on me.
So Kent got you too, did he?
He thinks he did.
Gimme that gun!
Now, you go on home.
I'll see that they
don't get your ranch.
There's only one way
to stop Kent.
I'll take care of that too.
I been waitin' a long time
to catch up with that tin horn.
Now go on home. Go on.
Go on before you get
yourself killed.
Sheriff, Sheriff, Sheriff.
What's up? What's up?
Not a thing, Wash.
Oh, ya can't fool me.
I can see by the look
in yer eye and the way
you're a-walkin'.
You know, when Tom Destry
walked like that, he was
stalking his prey.
Now, if there's anything
I can do to help ya,
I'll do it.
No, thanks, Wash.
I got no need for you
and your banjo right now.
When I was Destry's deputy,
I was good with guns. I was
equal to any emergency.
I know. I know.
Some other time.
[Everyone Laughing]
Aw, laugh!
Laugh, you coyotes!
Lookin' for somebody,
Sheriff?
Yes, I aim
to find out from Kent...
why he's turnin'
that poker game into
a land-grab business.
Oh.
Now you'll do a lot better
for yourself if you come
over and buy me a drink.
I know what's good for me.
I'm sure ya do.
Frenchy,
they don't believe me.
They don't know what
a big man I was.
I was Tom Destry's deputy,
wasn't I?
Sure, sure, sure.
There, you see?
Go and buy yourself
something to drink.
[Chuckling] Oh!
How'd everything go up there?
I still serve the best
coffee in Bottleneck.
What'd Keogh have
on his mind?
Oh, he was just getting
a little curious about
that real estate business.
I think I'll have
to buy myself an option
on his curiosity.
[Gunshots]
I think you'll
have to buy yourself
a whole new sheriff.
If you can find one.
What are ya doing?
I didn't do it.
I didn't do it.
What's the matter with you?
Oh, Miss Frenchy, I was
just tryin' to shut out...
the boomin' and the bangin'
of them there pop guns.
What do you expect
in a town like this?
I expect I's gonna remain...
a mass
of quiverin' flesh.
[Thudding]
What's comin' up,
a new gold rush?
We never got anything
like that in New Orleans.
Maybe so, maybe so,
but it was a heap
more peaceful.
I'd like to sink my
chattering teeth in some
good ol' Louisiana oysters.
Here, sink your teeth Into this.
Maybe that will stop the chattering.
Oh, it will help.
Thanks.
[Knock At Door]
- Come in.
- They're waitin'
for ya, Frenchy.
The longer they wait,
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