In Old Oklahoma Page #7

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and private railroad cars.

Why, I'd have a whole train.

If I found someone I wanted,

I'd sweep her right off her feet.

I'd take her with me

to the end of the line - all the way.

You would?

I certainly would.

I'd be bold and daring, I...

You know, I'm going to like

this dashing tycoon business.

I...

I'd better be going.

Oh.

It looks good, don't it, Rich?

Use your nose. Smell it.

It's oil. Sure!

It's gas fumes you smell now.

Next comes the oil -

a gusher or I miss my guess.

What's it like

when a really big gusher blows in?

I've seen them tear

the whole derrick up at the roots.

- How soon?

- Any time now.

Hey, did you hear that? Any time.

Oil!

- Tie it up, boys.

- (Men grunting)

- (Bessie) Come and get it!

- (Bell ringing)

Come on, boys. Come on. Wash up.

Make the most of it.

This is our last hot meal.

And no more smoking.

Can't afford to take a chance

with all that gas rolling in.

(Despirit singing) # If I had a bank

like Pierpont Morgan

# And Miss Annie Hill

would hold me and sing

# If I ambled to the altar

with Heddy Green... #

- Whoa!

- # Then I'd be satisfied all right...

(Shouting) Quit it, will you?

Stop your fooling, Daniel.

I was only drying your beard,

you old Rocky Mountain canary.

Come on. Grub's a-waiting.

Thanks. You put me first in the line.

Mmm, that smells good.

Be nice. Pass it on.

Oh, no, thanks. I ain't got no appetite.

Like a little kid

waiting for Santy Claus.

Well, ain't we all?

Get back!

Wilkins is out there!

He's still alive.

Go get the backboard, Despirit.

(Dan) Watch his back.

(Man) Hold him.

Stay here. Check up on things.

- I'll say I'm going to check up.

- See you at the hotel.

Just sent a wire to Mrs Wilkins.

- How is he?

- I don't know yet.

The doctor's still in there.

Well?

Nothing left out there

but a hole in the ground.

We... washed up?

Unless we can get a hold

of a portable rig.

You'd better go in now.

How is he, Doctor?

Hiya, Wil.

She blew in a gusher, didn't she?

Yeah. Sure.

Then we're... all rich, ain't we?

You can take her easy now, partner.

Emma used to joke and say

that out of our first barrel of oil,

I was to buy her...

...a sewing machine.

Do you think you could see

that she gets it, Dan?

Sure. It's the first thing I'm going to do.

Then I got nothing

to worry about, have I?

Nothing to worry about.

(Weeping)

I got a sewing machine

downstairs, Dan.

Thanks. This one's

got to be brand-new.

Daniel.

Now I remember.

Cherokee was fooling around with the boiler

when we was washing up.

That was no accident out there.

It was dynamited.

All this time we've been playing

right into Jim Gardner's hands.

Oh, wait a minute. Dan.

You may be wrong. Don't go there.

Somebody will be killed.

- Somebody has been killed.

- But it won't help matters if...

Let me handle this.

But, Dan, it may be you!

Aren't you going to stop him?

No, ma'am.

Oil well gone. Everything blow up.

I use dynamite. Smart, eh?

- You thought I'd be pleased?

- Sure.

I'm not. Why did you do it?

I no like cowboy. You no like cowboy.

Now I get job back.

You stupid...

(Catherine) I must see Mr Gardner.

(Man) Sorry, he's busy.

Jim, Dan's coming here.

Someone blew up our well.

- He thinks you...

- I had nothing to do with it.

- Someone will be killed.

- Thanks for the warning.

- You don't want it to be me.

- I don't want it to be anyone.

You've licked us. Isn't that enough?

Jim, stop things

before they get worse.

You know, Kitten, you've changed.

You're more attractive than ever.

Get outta the way!

Dan, I asked him.

He had nothing to do

with dynamiting the well.

Stop and think, cowboy.

If I had, you'd have been blown up.

I'm not sure about you yet.

But I am sure about the Cherokee kid,

and I saw him come up here.

Wilkins was killed

and that's gonna be paid for

if I have to tear the town apart,

beginning with your pet rabbit.

All I want is that portable oil rig.

Why don't you come get it?

I'm going to. I'll tell the sheriff

why I killed him.

What are you gonna say?

Self-defence.

The same thing

if I find you on my property.

Dan, I want to talk to you.

You picked your side. Stay there!

(Despirit) 4,375...

(Man) Getting hold

of this portable rig

by starting that prairie fire

was a great idea, Dan.

(Dan) Maybe, but the well

ain't in yet. Keep working.

(Despirit) 4,378...

4,379...

- 4,3...

- (Dan) Stop counting!

We've been drilling through

that oil sand for the last six hours.

Now, why don't she cough it up?

(Mouthing silently)

4,384.

(Coyote howling)

Ah, coyote!

4,386...

4,387...

Well, we're all set to cap her

when she comes in.

Yeah. When?

Cup of coffee?

Well, he beat the oil in.

Stick to your jobs.

Keep working as long as you can.

Hello, Gardner.

Nice weather we're having.

I don't suppose you heard

about the fire last night?

- No foolin'? Put it out?

- (Gardner) Mm-hm.

Funny thing - when we got back,

my portable rig was missing.

You don't say!

All right, men. Take down my rig!

I thought you'd be expecting me.

I was, kinda.

You didn't think I'd be coming alone?

No, not exactly.

(Man calling out

in Native American language)

Watch it, men! Keep your eyes open!

(Speaking

in Native American language)

(Shouting

in Native American language)

What'd he tell him?

He says this fight

belongs to you and him, personal.

Hold it, men,

unless they start something!

(Grunting) I guess

that puts the weight on our side.

Cowboy, I've been looking forward

to this for a long time.

(Dan) Don't let me disappoint you.

Make him holler, Daniel!

Give him that one-two I showed you!

Look out!

What in tarnation's

holding Gardner up?

What's holding Dan up?

(Well roaring)

(Dan) Cut her off! Cap her!

You can have your rig now,

Mr Gardner.

And we'll pay you

for the wear and tear on it.

Yeah? When?

Right after delivery tomorrow.

Tulsa's a long way from here.

How you gonna get

10,000 gallons of that stuff

to the refinery before it closes?

Through the pipeline.

(Laughing) lt'll be a neat trick

if you can do it.

I just bought the pipeline.

Thanks for the gusher.

You can have the rig. Come on, men!

(Laughing)

Say the word, Daniel,

and I'll mow him down!

I'll burn the well before I see it

handed to him on a silver platter!

We gotta dig up everything

that'll carry oil.

We ain't got a chance.

There ain't half a dozen tankers fit to use.

No, but there's lumber

and there's tar and there's tonight.

There is a chance!

Got her working, Rich?

You bring in those tankers, I'll fill 'em.

Well, you'll be filling before morning.

How much does she hold, Mil?

Just about 500 gallons.

That does it, Dan.

Drive on down to the main road

and wait with the rest of them.

Come on, get a move on!

We're running oil, not molasses.

(Man) You heard

what he said - get busy!

Hey, that cowpoke can get

real cantankerous, can't he?

So can Jim Gardner.

Come on, we gotta look busy anyhow.

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