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I want you to take a squad of men

and go into wolf country.

Camp at the Frio and work west.

Yes, sir.

And don't get the idea

this is any picnic.

This is not the usual type

of cattle rustler.

He's smart and he's brave

and he's a killer.

And you don't need to worry

about any court-martial...

if you shoot first

and argue afterwards.

Do you understand?

- Yes, sir.

- Then get going.

Yes, sir.

Charlie, thanks very much for the information.

He'll bring him back dead or alive.

Well, I'm darn glad of that. And I'll bring

over a pistol the next time I come too.

[ Bugle Blowing ]

[ Clanking ]

- [ Man ] Hello, Edward.!

- Howdy!

- Morning, Mrs. Doolittle. How's Henry?

- Fine, thanks.

That's good.

Well, good morning.

Well, boys, he's done it again.

This time it was the stagecoach.

- Who did what?

- It's your lone bandit.

Why, he come tearin' down the gulch

and held up the stage all by himself.

What'd he get away

with this time?

He took the Wells Fargo box

and all the gold that was in it.

[ Italian Accent ] What? I just a-send

my wife $87 to Sicily by the Wells Fargo.

Well, you can kiss that good-bye.

When this here Cisco Kid

does a job, he does it right.

I wish I had my hands on him.

I do good job-a myself.

We've got to form a vigilante committee

and hang him to the highest tree...

and I'm going to start it.

They say he'll shoot you

quick as he'll look at you.

But if I ever meet him face-to-face,

I'll kill him like I would a dog.

What?

You would kill somebody?

- You heard me.

- I kill him too.

First I try to

get my $87 back.

- Huh?

- You lose $87, my friend?

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

That is too bad.

I hate to see working man

lose so much money.

Uh, this Cisco Kid,

he's very bad egg, I guess, huh?

- He's bad, all right.

- And plenty dangerous too.

They say the gals are all crazy

about him. Ha! That's funny.

Funny? Ha, ha. I don't know.

He may be very handsome.

Probably just a dirty greaser.

Oh. You have

never seen him, no?

No, but we're going to. Come on,Joe.

Let's get this vigilante committee started.

We'll make this town

safe anyway.

Yes. We'll get Cameron, Randolph

and Turner and the rest of the gang.

We'll round him up

before the night is over.

It took me six a-months

to save that $87...

and now it's all gone.

My friend, up in the hills,

I have find much gold.

Ha! I tell you what I do.

You fix for me a nice bath...

with nice, sweet soap...

nice, new towel...

and then when I go away, I make up

to you all the money you lose.

[ Chuckles ]

Grazie, Signore.

You are very kind.

Uh, thank you.

That's enough.

No more customers today.

Only you.

Now I fix a fine-a tub.

[ Chuckles ]

That's right, my friend.

I'll send my girl to the city

And I send my girl

to the town

- [ Knocking ]

- And my gal still young and-

just a minute.

[ Mouthing Words ]

Come in, my friend.

Are you the barber?

[ Chuckling ]

No. No.

- I'm the victim.

- Oh.

Well, what's the idea

of locking the door?

Shh.

This barber fella, I don't know,

but he's much scared. Bandits.

Oh, yeah?

[ Chuckling ]

Well, you tell him he don't

have to worry from now on.

- Oh, that is good news.

- Yeah.

From now on, everybody

should not be afraid.

- I'm glad you come.

- Yeah.

You got nice

big gun too, huh?

Yeah, well, that ain't no

cap pistol you're carrying.

No, here- Oh, no.

This is- Hey, Giuseppe.

[ Giuseppe ]

No, no. No more "costumer. "

"Costumer"?

What do I look like, a dressmaker?

Yeah- Oh, dress-

[ Laughs ] That's funny.

Hey, Giuseppe, business is business.

Now, you take care

of this gentleman.

- Yeah. Uh, you are next.

- Oh.

Ta-ra-ra boom-di-ay

- Ta-ra-ra boom-dee-ay, Ta-ra-ra

- Thank you.

- Hey, Giuseppe.

- Boom-dee-ay, Ta-ra-ra-boom-dee-ay

- I take my bath now.

- [ Giuseppe ] Almost ready.

- Hey, you got any more perfume?

- [ Giuseppe ] No, no more.

- Ta-ra-ra-boom-dee-ay

- Oh, excuse me. Maybe you use perfume, huh?

For my women, nothing butJockey Club.

For me, nix.

[ Chuckling ]

Well, for me, you see...

I go around so many

different kinds of people, I-

- I got to protect myself.

- [ Both Chuckling ]

And now for nice,

good, hot bath.

Yeah, well, don't burn

yourself, Fauntleroy.

- [ Pump Squeaking ]

- Ah, Giuseppe, you got my bath all ready.

Everything, sir, very nice.

- Soap, towel, brush, everything nice.

- Uh, that's fine.

I stay, a-scrub your back?

[ Chuckles ]

Oh, no. I'm too ticklish.

- Thank you very much.

- [ Dunn ] Hey, Garibaldi, hurry up.

Go. Take care of my soldier friend.

Give him anything he wants.

S, Signore.

Anything you like. Anything.

Ahh. By golly. This is luxury.

Ra-ra-ra-ra-boom-dee-ay

Ra-ra-ra-ra-boom-dee-ay

Ra-ra-ra-ra-boom-dee-ay

- You dropped this.

- Ra-ra-ra-ra- Yeah.

You?

Me and the belle of Greenpoint.

Say, she's got more in a minute...

than Lillian Russell

has in an hour.

But she's-a too skin.

Too skin?

Listen, she has more curves

than a scenic railway. Geez.

I like 'em a-fat.

Oh, fat dames are old-fashioned.

Old-fashioned.

just the same.

I like 'em a-fat.

All right, all right, Garibaldi,

you can have 'em fat. [ Laughing ]

Who is that gent in there?

He's a-nice fellow.

He's a-big gold and silver man

from the hills.

Oh.

Say, listen. Do you happen to know anything

about a fellow they call the Cisco Kid?

[ Dunn ] I understand

he drops into this town occasionally.

I'm very anxious to see him.

Do you know him?

[ Cisco Kid ]

I'll send my gal

- Do I know about him?

- [ Continues ]

Say, I'd like to meet him just a-once

and that would be enough.

- Just a-once.

- [ Continues ]

Well, meet him with that,

not me. Geez.

[ Cisco Singing, Indistinct ]

Say, he's a-got a nice voice,

that fellow.

And she's ready

To settle down

Nice? He must have

promised you a big tip. Geez.

So I send my gal

- Want a shampoo?

- No.

- What a singe?

- Singe?

Say, what do you think

grows on my dome, pinfeathers?

- Want a tonic-a?

- No tonic-a. Shave-a.

And my gal

She's young

And she's pretty

And she's ready to settle down

Hey, Pop,

where's the sergeant?

He just went on up

to the barbershop.

The barbershop?

What for?

Wait till he sees

the gals in this town.

Why, the old connoisseur

is liable to burst right out crying.

Talcum powder and witch hazel.

Well, he has to smell sweet,

doesn't he?

What's the matter

with the gals in this town?

- Talcum?

- No. No sissy stuff.

[ Chuckles ]

Gettin' dolled up, eh?

[ Toots ]

Well, we've been

all over town, Sergeant.

- You won't like it here.

- No? Why not?

Well, all the dames

we've seen is fat.

Yeah, there ain't

a skinny ankle in town.

just a lot of old, broken-down warhorses.

The sun's bleached 'em.

Yeah, the sun and peroxide.

Say, don't they make

any pretty girls anymore?

Say, listen, you roughnecks, get down

to business and cut out the dames, see?

Oh, there ain't no better

business than dames.

Get back to camp now,

pronto, understand?

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