Mexican Hayride Page #5

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for love.

Just for one little kiss. I need you! No.

I'm a woman

of determination.

When I make up my mind what

I want... what I want, I get.

And what I want

is a kiss.

No. Always you say "no.

" I'm not good enough?

You are stuck on yourself! I am not.!

So there! I know. There is another woman.

No, there isn't. And every time

you look at me, you think of her.

Oh... no!

You don't want to hurt her,

but you constantly hurt me.

Dagmar, I don't want

to hurt you.

If anyone's gonna get hurt,

it's gonna be me.

Why don't you

make love to me?

I'd like to... but I feel like

something's holding me back.

Dagmar, how am I ever

gonna know when I'm in love?

Ahh, you will know.

It strikes you when

you least expect it.

Something great

will hit you!

Boy!

Boy-oh-boy!

Did love hit me!

It was a whopper. And I thought

I would feel it right here.

And to prove how much I love

you, I will tell you something.

Do you know that Harry Lambert is

after your money? That's why I hid it.

He's a pretty smart fellow.

He may have found it already.

Where did you hide it? I hid it...

Dagmar?

Hmm?

Come with me.

Dagmar, do you love me? Mm-hmm.

Will you clean up this

mess... please? All right.

Thank you.

"See map in

center drawer. "

Dagmar?

Dagmar!

Coming.!

Dagmar, I've got some news for you. What?

I'm smarter than Harry Lambert.

Little Amigo is smart like foxes.

I better go now. Dagmar, there's

something I gotta tell you.

I don't want you to think

that I'm selfish or a miser.

Sit down. Sit down.

You know what?

What?

I'm gonna give you that

kiss. I've changed my mind.

I've changed my mind too. You

know, your blood... she's "on fire"?

I'm gonna

put it out!

Ohhh!

I've kissed

many men before,

but never, never have

I felt so gay, so light!

It was electrifying,

wasn't it?

There's nobody here.

Ohhh!

What's the...

yi-yi-yi!

The fiesta awaits the Amigo. Excuse me.

Dagmar, I must go.

The fiesta awaits.

But while I'm gone...

water these.

Girls, let's go.

Boy, are we gonna have fun!

Mr. Winthrop, what are you doin'

in Acapulco? Can I talk to you?

You sure can.

Girls, you run along.

We're gonna have a fiesta.

That's Spanish for clambake.

You can't do this.

Wait. I know my rights.

I want to lodge a complaint.

I'll do the talking.

Your picnic is over.

Photographs of the Amigo Americano

landed in the Iowa newspapers.

My picture was in the paper?

Will my mama be proud!

They're also hanging in

Iowa post offices... Good!

Mr. Joe Bascom!

Joe Bascom.

David, what's this

all about?

I don't suppose you knew

this man was Joe Bascom.

I did, David... You

three had it figured out.

Make Bascom the Amigo

Americano. That was an accident.

In Taxco, instead of his prepared

speech, he makes your swindler's spiel.

You had the job of

keeping me out of the way.

Mr. Winthrop, you're all wrong

about Miss Montana. Never mind, Joe.

I'm afraid I was all wrong

about Mr. Winthrop. Skip it.

You both sound as phony

as that stock. Stock?

The joke is on you.

That stock is good.

I know because

I made it myself.

I got my fountain pen and signed

with my own little hand.

Harry, you tell 'em.

You've already told 'em.

Now you'll have

to tell it to a judge.

Tell it to a judge?

Yeah.

Harry, isn't

that stock any good?

So you... did it again.

You low-down crook!

Why do you do it to me?

Look, Mr. Winthrop,

Montana and me didn't know.

I saved every cent so we could

give it back to the people in Iowa.

He thought he was smart,

but I outsmarted him.

I got the money.

I hid the mo...

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

I got the money hidden

in the drapery.

The drapery?

The money?

The money's gone.

The money.

Dagmar. Dagmar!

Dagmar?

She's gone too.

I gotta get Dagmar.

Take it easy.

You're not going anywhere.

I've gotta get Dagmar.

That's the only way I can

prove I'm telling the truth.

I'm sick of playing games with you

guys. iViva el Amigo Americano.!

Hold it a minute,

Mason.

Let him go.

They're calling for you. Go out

on the balcony and take a bow.

Hold off until the end of Amigo Americano

Week tomorrow. We can't risk the scandal.

Do we let them go to Mexico

City? I think you'd better.

They'll expect to see her there

with the Amigo.

Okay, Mr. Winthrop,

you're the boss.

Mason, go out there

with the Amigo. Yes, sir.

Come on in, Bascom,

the shouting's ov...

Hey, Tim, Mr. Winthrop!

Come here. He's gone.

How long do I have

to wear this jewelry?

Until we catch up with

your little fat friend.

Then we'll turn you over

to the Mexican authorities.

When they're through,

they'll turn you back to us.

This would have to happen.

I'll take care of it.

Get your things out.

I'll help you.

Here comes the tamale wagon,

and I'm starved! Me too!

That sounds

all right to me.

Hey, senora.!

Senora?

No, senora,

wait a minute!

Wait a minute. All we

want is something to eat.

What have you got

to eat?

I'll have an enchilada and

tortilla. Sounds good to me.

Three enchiladas and tortillas.

S, senora.

While we're waitin', we might

as well finish that tire.

Joe Bascom?

No, Humphrey Fish.

Who do you think you're kidding with

this outfit? Me no speak-a English.

Well, I do!

I've got a good mind to turn you

over to those cops. You wouldn't dare.

Then find a way of

getting us out of this. No!

I hope they put you in jail and

give you life... and 30 days besides.

I hope you have to pay a $2 fine

too. You'll be in the same cell.

Oh...

what am I gonna do?

I'm just a poor,

helpless old woman...

bending over

a hot stove,

baking my hot tortillas

and my enchiladas.

Oh, never mind that.

My enchiladas.

We've gotta get out of

here. Get outta here.

Find Dagmar and get that dough.

There must be some way.

I've got it!

Wouldn't it seem strange...

that your wonderful cooking should cause

these policemen some internal discomforts?

Would make 'em sick too. You're a genius.

I think I am too.

Certainly.

What's the matter?

What are you doin'?

What are you cooking?

Fix up your stuff.

Fix up your stuff.

Go ahead.

Keep your hand off the stove,

you dummy!

Kay-enny, Kay-enny.

Cayenne, cayenne.

Kay-enny. Kay-enny. All

right, call it what you want.

Hot peppers. Ooo! I can smell 'em.

Pepper. Pepper. Put it on.

All right, all right.

Okay.

Okay.

No-no. Shh.

Hold your nose,

hold your nose!

All right? Swell.

Phew, hmm!

Take it easy,

take it easy.

Are you all right?

Attaboy.

Easy. Oh, boy!

All right.

Put it back.

Come on.

Get me up.

Get me up!

Get up.

Put it back in the pot.

Put it

back in the pot.

Roll it up. Roll it up!

Roll this one up.

Well, are they all ready? Pretty near.

Looks good, eh?

Ahhh!

Smells delicious!

Okay, bright eyes,

you try the first one.

Uh-oh.

Go ahead.

Smells delicious.

You're first.

Go ahead.

No, no, senora.

Make us up a fresh batch

and go easy on the hot stuff.

What does she say? Wants you to

make a little one for yourself.

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