Destry Rides Again Page #5
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- Year:
- 1939
- 94 min
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Your house?
That's Claggett's property,
and he ain't gonna sell
to nobody.
Maybe you better
take a look...
I ain't interested.
before I start blastin'!
And I mean
every word of it.
Ouch!
There was a big bee
about that big right
on the back of your neck.
I got him, though.
Thanks.
Now look here...
Hold on, hold on.
Just a minute.
Mr. Kent, could I
see that paper?
You wait here while
I talk to Claggett.
What do you want
to see Claggett for?
Him's the man I want to put
off this... Who's the sheriff
around here?
I tell ya.
You ain't gonna do
this to us, mister.
We ain't givin' up
what we worked
ten years to get.
Ma'am, I'd sooner
hang that crowd out there
to the nearest tree...
than let 'em have
this ranch, but that paper
your husband signed...
gives 'em a legal right
to it. Don't it, Wash?
Sure, it does.
The way we're operatin' now.
But I told you what
that woman did to me.
The game was as crooked
as a hog's tail.
I don't doubt that,
but it's your word
against theirs.
That don't hold up
in court.
Why, they'd swear themselves
blue in the face agin' ya.
Afraid you folks are
over a barrel.
Fine goin's on,
when the law
takes the side of cheats.
Yeah.
Well, I'm sorry, ma'am,
but that's about all we can do
for you right now.
We'll get this ranch
back for ya.
Yeah. That's just what
Keogh said,
but we're still a-losin'it.
- Keogh?
- Uh, he couldn't do
nothin' about it.
Everybody knows that
he left town sudden.
Yeah, I'll bet he did.
I'll bet he did.
There. Here's
a present for ya.
Wash, you, uh,
stay around here...
and see that these folks
get their stuff together.
What are you aimin' to do?
Get better acquainted
with the enemy.
Just don't stick your nose
into a keg of dynamite.
'Tain't dynamite.
It's poker and coffee...
that's preyin'
on my mind right now.
[Door Slams]
Ohh.
Well, what about it?
No trouble at all, Kent.
The place is yours.
They're packin' up now.
Well, thanks, Destry.
I can see you and me
Well, we gotta enforce
the law, don't we?
[Laughing]
We sure do. We sure do.
No two ways about it,
huh?
[Laughing]
And I thought he was dumb.
[Cows Mooing]
Hyah! Hyah!
There's a hole
in the bottom of the sea
There's a hole
in the bottom of the...
[Knock At Door]
Sea
There's a hole
there's a hole
There's a hole
there's a hole
There's a hole in the...
Well, shoot me for a duck.
If it ain't the water man!
Nothin' like havin'
a reputation.
Would ya tell Miss Frenchy
I'd appreciate seeing her...
on some official business?
Yes, sir. Yes, sir.
You wait right there.
Miss Frenchy,
the water man's here...
on fishy business.
What are you
talking about?
Oh.
Now hold on, ma'am.
Don't start throwin'
anything.
I just come over here
to apologize.
Apologize for what?
For not knowin'
who's the real boss
of Bottleneck.
My coffee, Clara.
Don't let me interfere
with your dinner, ma'am.
It's breakfast.
Breakfast, huh?
Kinda late in the day
for breakfast, isn't it?
Mind if I, uh,
sorta sit down
and visit for a while?
Suit yourself.
Thank you.
Does he get some?
I don't mind if I do
join you in a cup.
That's what I was hopin' for...
a chance to get neighborly.
So you found out what's
good for yourself, huh?
I came here to do a certain job,
and I figured I'd better
start usin' a little
horse sense, you know?
'Course I coulda come
bargin' in here with
all sorts of remarks,
like, uh... couple of rumors
I just heard about you.
That you not only sing
down at that saloon,
but you also take part
in crooked poker games,
cheatin' folks
out of their ranches.
- Who said that?
- Oh, it's just a rumor,
of course, you know.
It ain't true.
Anybody with half
an eye could see...
that you wouldn't be party
to any action like that.
I'll take that.
I wouldn't want to have
this coffee spilt in my lap.
Just what are
you getting at?
Well, when you have hot coffee
spilt in your lap, you sorta...
get up quick
and turn your back and...
never know what's
gonna happen, do ya?
Now you get out!
Get out! Clara!
All right. All right.
I'm comin'!
Hold your fire.
Hold your fire. I'm goin'.
I've seen hundreds like you,
from Jacksonville
to Sacramento.
You all think easy pickin's
will last forever.
Mind your own business.
You're heading for trouble.
Trouble is my business.
You'll have plenty from me.
I do as I like, understand?
Anyone who gets in my way
is taken care of.
Like Keogh.
Yes, just like that.
That's what I thought.
What are you
going to do?
Don't get scared.
I'm not scared of anything.
You get out of town...
before it's too late for you.
I don't think you're half
as bad as you make out to be.
Never mind what I am.
No.
Now, I bet you got
kind of a lovely face
under all that paint there.
Why don't you
wipe it off someday
and have a good look.
Figure out how
you can live up to it.
[Clara] That's the
peculiarest-actin'man...
I ever did see.
But he's got personality.
Mmm. He sure has.
[Indistinct Chatter]
What's that thing?
It's one of the new
chamois skins.
Takes the shine
off your nose.
Land sakes!
What'll they...
Look, girls.
Look at that.
Chamois skins.
Takes the shine off
your nose, she says.
Look! Isn't that lovely?
You should've seen
the parasol that
came with it.
About the size of a pie.
Ohh! It must've
been darling.
Make the most of it today.
Everybody in town'll
copy it tomorrow.
Including your wildcat friend
across the street.
I'd like to make
a dress for her:
Half tar, half feathers.
You came out on the coach
with Mr. Destry.
What's your opinion of him?
Apparently very nice.
Certainly different from
the rest of the men you meet
out in this country.
I'll say he's different.
'Course I may be
a little prejudiced.
After all, it's kinda hard
to judge character...
through eight gallons
of water.
[Knocking]
Mrs. Callahan,
may I speak to you
just a moment, please?
Certainly, Mr. Loupgerou.
Come right in.
That is a little bit
impossible.
Would you please
come over here?
Uh, excuse me, girls.
Certainly.
What's the matter?
Prunes every day
for breakfast I don't mind.
Torn sheets
I've got used to.
But pants, I cannot swallow.
What are you
talkin' about?
Pants.
Mine are gone.
Oh.
Oh!
[Embarrassed Chuckling]
Don't go away!
Boris.
Ouch!
Take off them pants.
Ohh.
Listen here,
y'all can't do this to me.
I'll "y'all" you,
you misfit cossack you.
Take off them pants.
Now listen, Lily Bellchka,
I can't keep goin' around
without pants.
You ain't goin' around.
Take off them pants.
Oh, how can I learn
to be a cowboy...
if you won't let me
go out and gamble?
Afine gambler you are.
You oughta be
ashamed of yourself,
losin' your pants.
Callahan...
may he rest in peace...
[Speaking Russian]
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