Destry Rides Again Page #7

Mayor, I don't think we're

gettin' the kind of cooperation

we should be gettin'.

No? Your move.

Oh.

Let's see, uh...

there.

No, I, uh...

I don't think

it's Wash and me.

'Course it might be.

Hmm.

But, uh...

Crown that.

Oh.

Seems every time

we ask a question,

folks either shut up...

or walk away

like they'd never heard us.

My guess is they just don't

cotton to their sheriffs.

Uh-huh.

Well, you're probably right.

Looks like I'm gonna

take one of your men.

Evidently Sheriff Keogh

wasn't very popular either.

Was he?

Uh-uh, uh-uh, uh-uh.

You oughta

jump me here.

Every time

I mention his name,

it's sorta like I was

talkin' about a ghost.

Crown that.

[Orchestra]

[Gunshot]

I don't wanna miss this.

I'll finish with you later.

[Clicking]

Everybody thirsty?

[Cowboys]

Yeah!

Bartender!

[Orchestra Begins]

See what the boys in

the back room will have

And tell them

I'm having the same

Go see what the boys in

the back room will have

And give them

the poison they name

And when I die

don't spend my money

On flowers and my picture

in a frame

Just see what the boys in

the back room will have

And tell them I sighed

And tell them I cried

And tell them I died

of the same

And when I die

don't buy a casket

Of silver with

the candles all aflame

Just see what the boys in

the back room will have

And tell them I sighed

And tell them I cried

[Laughing]

And tell them I died

of the same

And when I die

don't pay the preacher

For speaking of my glory

and my fame

Just see what the boys in

the back room will have

And tell them I sighed

And tell them I cried

[Laughing]

And tell them I died

of the same

Yeee-ahooo!

[Wild Applause]

The Mayor tells me

you've been asking around

about Keogh.

We figured

as long as we had

a sheriff's office,

we might as well

do something.

If I was you...

I'll be back

in just a minute.

Now, I liked that.

Good. Then you can buy

me a drink, huh?

Fine.

That's all for now,

boys.

That's the idea of the song:

Get me a free drink.

I sorta gathered that.

You liked it, huh?

Yeah, it was all right!

I'll sing it again for you.

Hit the music!

I'm telling you now:

Keogh left town.

Yeah, well,

that's what I say.

Then again we thought he

maybe left somethin' behind.

You know,

like a body, maybe.

Oh, of course, of course.

Naturally, you couldn't

prove no case without one,

could ya?

That's right, Mayor,

that's right.

But suppose we knew

where there was one?

It's in pretty good

condition too.

That's a fine,

lively conversation

when a lady wants a drink.

Come on, take me

over to the bar.

You stay where you are.

I haven't settled up

with Destry yet...

about that big favor

he did me at the ranch.

That calls

for some wine.

The best.

Sit down.

Well, that's mighty nice

of Mr. Kent.

Sit down

and have some wine.

Ice up some of that wine,

send it over to the table.

[Quietly]

Run out to the place,

see if it's gone.

Hurry it up, will ya?

I bet if the thing's gone,

Destry's in on it.

If he is, can I personally

slap him in the mouth

with my pistol?

Wouldn't want to hit

a dead man, would ya?

Yeah... No!

Well, I don't know.

Uh-oh.

Now!

That fella Kent reminds me

of a friend of mine

in Kansas City.

He was a great wine drinker.

Every time

he'd come into town

with a new load of stock,

he'd rush right

into the first saloon.

I had a friend in Louisiana

like that.

Only every time

he came to town he went

to the nearest oyster house.

Eat a hundred oysters.

I'm sorry.

I interrupted you.

Well, I don't think

there's much point

to my story.

A hundred oysters?

And everybody told

this friend of mine...

not to eat

oysters in July,

but he wouldn't listen.

What's the point to that?

He found a pearl...

that big.

- Oh, that's good.

- No, it was bad.

The oyster, I mean.

Killed him.

Who got the pearl?

I did.

Will you stop

chewing that tobacco?

[Indistinct

Square Dance Calling]

[Square Dance Caller]

Everybody!

[Square Dance Caller

Continues]

Better go easy

on this stuff if I wanna do

any sheriffin' tomorrow.

Might take the day off.

Eh, Mayor?

Might.

Might as well go

the whole hog.

How about you and me

havin' a dance together,

Frenchy?

Oh. All right, Kent?

Sure.

Go right ahead.

Come on.

[Indistinct

Square Dance Calling]

I warned you.

I still have

the rabbit's foot.

You're going to need it.

Is it a big, strong rabbit?

I hope so.

[Music, Dance

Calling Stops]

Just a minute, folks!

I hate to interrupt

the festivities like this,

but I got official business.

You know, Wash...

I mean, the sheriff and me...

have been pestering you

with a lot of questions...

about the former sheriff

Keogh.

[Crowd Murmuring]

And we... Now, hold on.

Don't go away.

We ain't gonna ask

no more questions,

because Wash has

just found the answer.

And, uh, one other thing.

All the relatives

and friends of Gyp Watson...

are hereby notified that

he's over in thejail...

charged with murder.

That's all.

My brother didn't have

nothin' to do with it!

Who did?

Well, I'll tell you

who...

I thought you were

through askin' questions.

Now, don't get excited.

He's not hanged yet.

And he ain't gonna be.

You get over there

and turn him loose.

I can't do that until after the trial.

Maybe by then he can explain

what he was doin'...

when the sheriff

found him with the body.

Oh.

I'm sure Kent didn't

know you had evidence

like that, Deputy.

I think we got

a pretty good case, Mayor.

Darned near ain'tight,

I'd say.

Hmm.

Well, that's

mighty fine work.

And just to make sure

that there won't be no

miscarriage of justice,

as chief magistrate,

I'm gonna try this case

myself.

Oh.

And all you citizens

here present...

please report

to my office tomorrow

so we can select a jury.

Everything's

going to be regular.

Very regular.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, well, thanks, Mayor.

But I'd better call you

Judge now, hadn't I?

I sorta had a feeling

I could count on you.

Anytime, son.

Anytime.

Yeah, all right.

Thanks for the wine,

Kent.

It's all right.

Frenchy.

Thanks for the, uh...

dance.

Pretty good rabbit.

[Cattle Mooing]

Ready to start bringin'

my cattle through.

- Do I pay you off?

- That's what I'm here for.

How many head you got?

Oh, around 10,000,

I reckon.

Let's see.

At two bits a head,

that's $2,500.

Yeah. I'll pay you

for the whole bunch right now.

[Gunshot]

[Cattle Mooing]

I don't care

what the law says.

I brought

those cattle through,

I didn't pay a penny,

I ain't gonna pay,

and nobody's gonna make me!

Jack Tyndall, you're

the most stubborn,

ornery, mule-headed...

Self-opinionated's a good word.

Self-opinionated bully

I ever saw or heard of.

Hey, lady, can't you

call him all them names

without bein' so noisy?

I'm tryin' to sleep.

Gyp, it ain't polite to

interfere with family quarrels.

Now, go right ahead,

Miss Tyndall.

It's like talking

to a stone wall.

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