Destry Rides Again Page #6
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- 1939
- 94 min
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What? Well, he may
have had his faults,
but at least
when he gambled, he won.
I'm sick of Callahan!
I'm sick of hearing his name!
Worse, I'm sick of wearing
his name!
All I want to do
is to be a cowboy
and wear my own pants.
Well, you won't get 'em.
Just sit there and gaze
on them features.
Let 'em be a lesson
and a guidin' star to ya.
[Door Slams]
Ai yi yi.
[Speaking Russian]
Here's your pants.
Please watch them
You watch your husband.
I'll watch my pants.
[Woman]
Mrs. Callahan!
Whoa! Ohh!
Mrs. Callahan! Aah!
[Gasp]
Oh, my land,
Mrs. Drewitt. You look
like you'd seen a ghost.
Sophie and Lem Claggett
are outside.
That no-good Kent has
put 'em out of their home.
Oh!
[Indistinct Chatter]
[Sophie]
We'd have been all right
if we'd kept on shootin'...
instead of sendin' for him!
They had the law
on their side!
The law!
I got something
to say about that.
It's none
of your affair.
Kent's got ahold of
every ranch in the valley...
and he wants to charge two bits
for every head of cattle.
All you men do
is talk,
and when the time comes,
you do what Kent says.
Lily Belle, maybe Destry
knows what he's a-doin'.
It's time the decent people
of this town got rid
of them hoodlums.
Start in with that
watery-eyed sheriff...
and that gun-shy,
lady-fingered deputy ofhis.
I heard what you just said,
Tyndall.
What are you gonna do about it?
The first thing
we'd better do...
is ask Mrs. Callahan
if she'll take care
of the Claggetts.
Don't turn your back
on me, you.
Jack, please.
I ain't one of your
weak-livered citizens...
and I ain't gonna pay
Kent's fancy prices.
Now what do you aim to do?
Nothin' at present.
That's what I thought.
I'll get somethin' done,
if I have to take the law
in my own hands!
Nobody's gonna set themselves up
above the law around here,
ya understand?
I got somethin'
to say to you.
Maybe I could
illustrate it better
if I told you a story.
I used to have a friend
that was an opry singer,
but he went into
the cement business.
One day,
he fell into the cement.
And now he's the cornerstone
of the post office
in St. Louis, Missouri.
He shoulda stuck
to his own trade.
You'd better stick to yours.
That fella Tyndall
is gonna make trouble,
sure as I'm standin' here.
What are we gonna do?
What do you say
we get ready for supper?
How can you talk of eatin'
at a time like this?
'Cause I'm hungry.
'Cause you're hungry.
I suppose I'm supposed
to stand he... Ohh!
Uh...
Well.
Believe it or not,
I'm waiting for
a stagecoach.
Uh-huh.
What are my pants
doing on your legs?
These are the legs
of a Stavrogin
of Bardicheff.
Let your pants
remain on them
and earn their gratitude.
Refuse and take their curse.
I think I'll take
both the curse and the pants.
Oh.
Well, take 'em off.
You mean, right now?
Yeah, right now.
The whole world's
against me.
Uh, wait a minute.
Might make a deal with you.
How well do you know
this country around here?
Oh! Like a field mouse.
I know every inch,
every pebble.
There isn't a twig, bird
or a tree that...
I'll give you the pants
if you do a job for me.
Agreed! What can I lose?
Only the job! Command me!
I want you to find something
for me.
I'm a weasel,
I'm a hawk.
I've got the memory
of an elephant.
I don't
need the whole menagerie.
All I need is
one human bloodhound
who can keep his mouth shut.
I'll be your bloodhound,
sniffing and silent.
What's missing?
The body of Sheriff Keogh.
Take back your pants.
What do you want to find
the body of Keogh for?
We can't prove a murder's
been done if we can't
produce a corpus delicti.
Corpus delicti.
I thought you were
lookin' for Keogh.
Boris is gonna make
a very good second deputy.
Sure! I might as well have
two loony deputies as one!
A deputy!
Deputy Stavrogin!
Observe my brain
in action!
Where would I go
if I were a dead body?
Would I stay out
in the open?
No. No privacy.
Wouldn't go in the river
if you can't swim.
Oh.
Why didn't I stay
in the gutter where
I was well-off?
That's right!
Would I go under the ground?
No, there's no future in it!
Miss Frenchy, honey,
you know that blue dress?
Mm-hmm.
Well, you can't
wear it no more.
It's got beer on it.
All right, you can have it,
if it fits you.
It does.
[Door Opens]
Now, Mr. Kent, if you're
mad at me about your...
Shut up!
Did you have any callers
at the house today?
Men, women or children?
Start acting smart
and I'll slap you around.
Did ya or didn't ya?
Who, for instance?
Destry, for instance.
Why not?
When I ask a question,
I like a direct answer.
What was the conversation?
All of it?
All of it.
Well, let me see.
I said hello.
No, he said hello.
Then I said,
won't you sit down,
and then he said...
What did he come for?
Get to that part quick!
Because he's a gentleman.
That's a lie.
I could prove it
to anybody but you.
Are you actin' smart?
He came to apologize.
Is that all?
That's all he had time for.
He was in a hurry to go.
Just like you are... now.
If I ever catch you
stackin' 'em on me,
I'll personally
put the lights out,
then I won't know you from
anyone else in the game.
My, my,
hejust ain't got...
no personality at all,
is he?
Where you goin', Miss Frenchy?
I'm going outside and see
what fresh air smells like.
[Piano Plays]
Watch close and follow
any of that gang
that comes out.
I don't get you.
All right, we can't find
the missing body, can we?
The next best thing is to have
the missing body find us.
Oh.
Keep your eyes open.
Oh, when I was a deputy,
I could think.
Now I'm sheriff,
I'm all fuddled.
You're fuddled, I'm fuddled,
he's fuddled.
Let's go home! Please!
Take your hands off of me
and do as you're told.
He knows what he's doin'.
[Frenchy]
Got a match?
Hello there. Sure.
What, have you been
throwin' things again?
How did you know?
I read a book once that said
women always look their best...
in the peace and quiet that
follows a storm of violence.
That's pretty good.
Would've been much nicer
if you'd thought
of that yourself.
Well, as a matter of fact,
I did.
- Going in the saloon?
- Yeah.
Business or pleasure?
Business.
So you won't take
my advice, huh?
You mean leave town now?
I'm just beginning to like it.
Take my rabbit's foot.
Keep away from dark corners.
I see now
why you don't need guns...
and why I can't get
my cattle through.
Let me tell you somethin',
Destry.
Nobody's gonna rob me.
I'm takin' 'em through
in spite of you, Kent,
or anybody else.
Oh, I wouldn't do that
if I were you.
You know,
that's trespassin'.
You're cuttin' in on Kent
two or three different ways,
aren't ya?
Whoopee! Quiet.
You'll live.
Evenin' there, Slade.
Sorta hopin' to find you here.
I'd like to have
a little private talk with ya.
Sit down, son.
Now... you got me
surrounded here, huh?
What's on your mind?
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