Heller in Pink Tights Page #4

I tried to stop him.

Are you gonna let him get away

with shooting up my place?

- You want to swear out a complaint?

- I got an engagement.

- Wait a minute.

- I've got an engagement.

I'll swear out a complaint:

Disturbing the peace.

Come on, Mabry.

All you'll do is march me down

to that judge and he's got to let me go.

Come on, Mabry.

Honey, I'm sorry I'm late,

but that fool sheriff...

Here I am, little lady.

What's going on in here?

- They've skipped.

- They sure ain't here.

I knew I never should have

put them in that room.

Never give actors a room with a balcony.

Don't even give them a window.

You mean they went out over here?

They'll do it every time.

And after all I done for that little lady.

I was just coming about some alterations

on Miss Rossini's dress.

I know what you was coming for,

but you're too late. They've skipped.

Why don't you go after them?

They're probably headed for Bonanza.

If I don't get them, the Indians will.

Passel of them just jumped the reservation.

Burning and killing all over the place.

- It's your money.

- No, it's not. Our deal is off.

- You guaranteed what they owed me.

- Show it to me in writing.

- I got witnesses.

- Not in this town, you ain't.

I'll take you to court.

You'll have a different tone before...

- I'm waiting, Hodges!

- Is that so? Well, you...

I have a job for you.

Mabry's on his way back.

If he gets here,

it will cost me a great deal of money.

I don't want him to get here.

There is no sense

looking all over the country for him.

He has to come over the ridge road.

So pick a good spot and stay there...

until he comes.

All of us?

I hope it will be enough.

Mabry's worth six of you.

So don't give him a chance.

- Mama, did we get somewhere?

- How should I know?

Where's the rest of the wire?

Give me a hand with this pole.

How many more we gotta do today?

Keep it in line, now!

- Excuse me.

- What's all this?

The Healy Dramatic Company, sir.

- Show people?

- Yes, sir.

Gotta pay these men double wages

to get them out here...

and they can't even set a pole straight.

Excuse me, sir, is there any water

around here? We're running pretty dry.

- Just over that ridge there's a stream.

- Thank you.

- I see the storm pulled your wire down.

- Injuns pulled it down.

Come on, get your back into it!

Indians, around here?

Raiding up and down the line.

They say the cavalry's driven them up north.

That's what they say.

You mean these are dangerous Indians?

I ain't got these bluecoats along

just for company.

Where are they going?

Howdy, ma'am.

- Hey, lady, where'd you come from?

- Watch out.

What a surprise.

Gentlemen, Miss Della Southby.

Come on, baby.

Gentlemen, how would you like

to take Miss Della home with you?

For 50, for just one half of $1...

you may have a picture.

Mister, we're headed for Bonanza.

Surely that's safe? That's to the south.

Safe as any place in this country.

Mister, would you get

those females out of here?

It's hard enough putting up this wire

with the Injuns around.

- Just trying to help you.

- Carte de visite, anyone?

Goodbye, boys. Come to see our show

the next time you're in town.

Mama, a man!

- Where?

- Over there.

- Doc!

- Yes, Lorna?

We got company.

- What?

- Look what's coming.

- Turn it on, Ted! They're after us again.

- Is it the sheriff?

Let's not stay to find out.

Give it all you've got.

Come on, you damn nags!

Hold on, baby. We're off again.

Ted, let them out.

- He's gaining!

- He's gaining, Ted!

He's gone, Mama.

He's gone. I think maybe we lost him.

- See him?

- No, I haven't seen him anywhere.

- Anybody home?

- Mabry.

- What are you doing out here?

- Scared you, didn't I?

We thought you were the sheriff.

He's still in Cheyenne,

figuring out where I got that other gun.

- What gun?

- Never mind.

- Where are you folks going?

- Bonanza.

Ain't that a caution? So am I.

- No.

- Mind if I ride along?

Gets kind of lonesome riding all by yourself.

This is rough country, you never know

when you can use an extra hand.

- That might not be a...

- Tom.

I would like to talk with you for a moment.

- Excuse me a moment.

- I got nothing but time.

- Pretty country, ain't it?

- Don't it ever end?

Tom, why do we need him?

You have a map, you know the way.

- Just in case we run into trouble.

- What kind of trouble?

He's just going to ride along with us,

just another hand...

He is a killer.

He could kill us all in our sleep.

Angie, this man kills for money.

You have money?

No.

- Mabry. You're welcome to come along.

- Thank you kindly.

Ted! Let's move on.

You can make camp over there.

There's plenty of water for the horses.

I'm gonna scout around a little bit.

I might not be back till sunup.

Mabry. Any special reason?

Don't build the fires too high.

- Don't drag the costume, baby.

- Yes, Mama.

Mama has to wear it.

This rain certainly didn't do us any good.

This armor's a soggy mess.

You're doing a good job, Doc.

- Mr. Healy, I put your breakfast over there.

- Thank you, Della.

- Is Mabry back yet?

- No, not yet.

Good.

Listen, everybody. Don't go too far away.

- I'm gonna look around.

- Where would I go?

- Hello.

- Who are they, Mama?

They're Indians.

Maybe they live around here someplace.

Do you live around here?

You speakee English?

- Why, they're hungry.

- I'll fix you something to eat.

- Tom!

- We've got visitors. Come on.

Hello.

Will you all start moving over

towards the wagons?

Tom, I think they're hungry.

- Why, Tom? Come on.

- Just shut up and do as I say.

What did you do?

- They just wanted food!

- You killed them!

Maybe I ought to let them kill you.

Like they killed some soldier to get this.

We better move fast. The one who got away

will be back with his friends.

I figure these three for a scouting party.

Ted and Bill, where are they?

- Our drivers.

- Ted! Bill!

Mama?

Don't look, baby.

Guess we'll have to bury them.

No time for that. I'll get the horses.

But to leave them like this, it...

They don't know the difference.

We'll have to leave the wagons.

Just take what's important.

- Come on, everybody.

- Come, baby.

Doc, will you come on? Come on.

- Lorna, come on. Let's go.

- Mama.

Hey, perk up, pop.

- Hey, Healy.

- Yeah?

Better get moving. I'll go on ahead.

- Yeah, I'll send them along.

- Okay.

- Come on, Mama.

- Your costumes, baby. All your best parts.

Little Eva, Fanchon the Cricket,

and Mother's Helper.

Oh, Mama, throw them away.

I'm 20 years old.

- Well, I am.

- Lorna, come on, let's go.

- No.

- Come on, baby.

- Leave me here.

- Let's not make a scene.

- Leave me to the Indians.

- Get on your horse.

What does it matter? I'm dead already.

- My child just killed me.

- Come on, get up there, Lorna.

- Oh, baby.

- After all I've done for that girl.

- After all I've done for you.

- Get on!

- You know I gave up my career for her?

- Yes, I know, baby.

And she's only 16.

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