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Oh, he does that too.

Anyway, you did me a favour.

I'll give you $100 to get out of town.

You sell your life pretty cheap, don't you?

All right, make it $200.

I'm kind of afraid

to pick up money that easy.

Might turn into one of them tycoons.

So here I am.

- You told him all about yourself?

- Everything.

He still asked you to get off?

Why, he begged me too.

Either he's getting older or dumber,

or you're the one.

Of course, he thinks I missed my train

but... confidentially, I didn't.

I wouldn't want him to think

I'd get off a train without a chaperone.

- Without what?

- A chaperone.

- Someone like my Aunt Clara.

- Listen, honey.

Your Aunt Clara couldn't even

sit in on a game like this.

This requires the services

of a professional.

Meet a new member

of your family - Aunt Bessie.

Oh, Bessie. You're wonderful.

Come on, now, cards on the table.

You're crazy

about the big guy, ain't you?

You know, I wrote about him

even before I met him.

He's exactly like

Roger Hale in my book.

"He led her into a new world

filled with exciting adventures..."

And they got married

and lived happy ever after?

- Well, of course.

- You got the right idea.

But I've got to warn you, kid,

when you're shooting

for orange blossoms with Jim Gardner,

you're playing for high stakes.

That's what he told me to do.

(Humming "Red Wing")

(Cherokee) Hey, take 'em off, clothes.

Hey, you. Take 'em off, clothes!

- You hear me?!

- I'm looking at the flickers.

(Jim) I don't like my clothes on you.

Don't you think they're becoming?

No, they're too big for you.

You figured you owed me $200.

I thought this was a bargain.

Are you gonna taken them off

or does Cherokee take over?

Do you mean here?

- Now?

- You heard the boss.

Well, I guess

you'll have to excuse me, ladies.

(Screaming)

- Do you want a job?

- Yep.

You've got one.

Cherokee, you're fired.

- I didn't say I wanted his job.

- Well, do you?

- These duds go with it?

- Mm-hm.

Maybe it'd be all right.

So long as I don't

have to wash your back.

Starting by throwing him out.

You heard the boss. Vamoose!

I'll wait for you in the lobby,

Kitten, eight o'clock.

- I'll be ready.

- Don't forget. We'll be waiting.

After you, boss.

Kitten, you're gorgeous.

You take my breath away.

You leave me a little breathless too.

It's good enough for me.

- Good evening, Mr Gardner.

- Mrs Walden.

Open them gates.

- Bonsoir, Monsieur Gardner.

- Good evening, Pierre.

We've held the performance.

Your table is directly centre.

- Not too near the orchestra, I hope.

- No. You'll love it.

- (Man) Good evening, Mr Gardner.

- Nice to see you.

(Daniel) Thanks, Kelsey.

Oh... er...

Here's one for you, boss.

What are you doing here?

Looking out for your interests.

(Jim) Were you invited?

If I'm gonna be on the job,

I oughta stay close.

- Come on. Get out.

- You want me to go?

Definitely.

I can take a hint.

Why the extra glasses?

We hoped you might honour us

with your famous champagne trick.

- No, not tonight.

- Oh, please do.

Anything to make you happy.

You see, the object is to fill

four glasses at the same time...

...without moving the bottle.

That'd even be prettier with goldfish.

- Jealous?

- Mm-hm.

Me too.

(Applause)

- It's like another world.

- And here's to its queen.

(Lively music)

# We have two eyes

# Two lips

# Two arms

# And we have love to burn

# Which way shall we turn?

# Put your arms around me, honey

# Hold me tight

# Huddle up and cuddle up

with all your might

# Oh, babe,

won't you roll those eyes?

# Eyes that I just idolise

# When they look at me

my heart begins to flow

# Then it starts a-rockin'

like a motor boat

# Oh, oh, I never knew

# Any boy like you

# Put your arms around me, honey

Hold me tight

# Huddle up and cuddle up

with all your might

# Oh, oh, honey

# Won't you roll your eyes?

# Eyes that I just idolise

# I really do

# When they look at me

my heart begins to flow

# Then it starts a-rockin'

like a motor boat

# I know I could be true

# To only one

# Only one?

# Maybe two

# Maybe two?

# Maybe four and maybe more

# If they were all like you

# And you and you... #

Hey, legs is pretty things, ain't they?

(Laughing)

- Al Dalton!

- Dan!

Hasn't the marshal

caught up with you yet?

Me and the progressive citizens

made a deal.

When the marshal's in town,

they hoist a white flag and I stay out,

and vice versa.

# Put your arms around me, honey,

hold me tight

# Before we say good night

(Cheering)

Say, er, it's been rumoured

that you're getting soft-hearted.

Yeah? Who started that?

Well, you could do me a charitable act.

Yeah?

You know Jim Gardner?

Give me that gun, Dalton!

- Gardner asked for this!

- Take it easy, Al!

Let me loose! He's a double-crossing liar

and a cheap crook.

- He is not cheap.

- Keep out of this, cowboy.

I won't. Supposin' he is a big mouth?

Nobody's gonna shoot him

while I'm around.

Get him out of here, Despirit.

Did you hear what he said?

He might've killed you, Jim.

I don't understand it.

I always played ball with the boys.

Tried to warn you,

but you're too trustin'.

That fella meant business

and he ain't alone.

This is no soft job I walked into.

- Sit over here, will you?

- Oh, no. Not me.

My granny always said

it's downright unpolite

to shoot across the lady.

- It's me, honey.

- (Catherine) Come in.

I brought you a hair of the dog

that bit you.

My favourite pick-me-up.

How you feeling?

Oh, like I was floating on a cloud.

Come on, baby.

Tell me all the exciting incidents.

What did he say?

I'm beautiful. He told me so.

- Where'd he go from there?

- I'm different. He said that too.

- With gesture?

- Uh-huh.

- I confuse him.

- Are you sure of that?

He's never met anyone like me before.

I'm sure of that.

Ah, you're convincing me, baby.

Where is he, Bessie?

Up on the reservation in a powwow.

You better brush up

on your sign language.

- How.

- (Laughing)

(Chief speaking

Native American language)

(Despirit) This is Mr Gardner

and his lawyer, Mr Fenton.

- Mason, the Indian Agent.

- Howdy. Glad to know you.

That's Richardson, his head driller.

And Daniel, Daniel Somers.

(Chief speaking

Native American language)

(Replies in Native American language)

Oh, yes. Big Tree,

this is Jim Gardner.

Great white chief of Sapulpa.

He asked for a powwow.

Him like big wind.

He speak -

grass, trees, rabbit - everything go.

Big man. Powerful.

Very sharp like knife.

That's a thousand-dollar introduction.

(Big Tree) White chief speak.

Big Tree, your tribe owns much land.

From the rock of the wide moon

to the sleeping mountain.

- Hmm.

- This land has only trees and rocks.

Not good for grain. Buffalo gone now.

Deer will soon go.

Your sons will be poor.

(Honks horn)

(Laughing) Scare you?

No.

Mr Mason, you have our offer in writing.

(Mason) That's right.

(Fenton) We agreed to give the Indians

12.5o/o of every dollar.

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