Rancho Notorious Page #2

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Yes, she was a glory girl

in those days.

Last I heard, she was in Tascosa

at Baldy Gunder's place.

The only thing you'll find here,

young man, is a shade of her.

She left here seven years ago.

It was just after the night

she met Frenchy Fairmont.

Faster on the draw

than a Mexican jack rabbit.

I don't swear it's true. I wasn't

here. But here's how they tell it.

The story was that Mr Gunder didn't

like the way she treated a patron.

Or Altar didn't like the way

the patron treated her!

# How could she leave her baby?

# How could she leave

her bed and board

# And elope with Gypsy Davey?

# Last night she slept

in a goose-feather bed

# At home with her lord and her baby

# Tonight she sleeps...

Altar, you don't smile enough.

- I'm sick of smiling.

I pay you to entertain people,

not to kick them.

- Hands off me, Baldy.

Sure, sure.

Nobody's gonna touch you, angel.

Nobody wants you around, either.

- You're fired.

Deductions for food and costumes,

$27.

Deductions for leaving early

two nights, $10.

You haven't been shilling very good

lately, either. I owe you $20 even.

Look for yourself.

- Never mind.

Your word's as good as your book.

Here's your $20.

- Thanks.

Lots of bad luck to you, Baldy.

Get out of my way.

Make your bets. Everybody down?

We're ready to spin.

Wheel is spinning.

- Wait.

Spin the wheel.

- Wheel is spinning.

Three 4s on red.

We have a winner!

Here's a lady who's lucky.

Everybody's lucky at Chuck-A-Luck.

Step up and make your bets.

Is everybody down?

Spin the wheel.

Wheel is spinning.

Three 4s on red wins again. Did the

lady have that covered?Yes, she did.

That idiot thinks she's shilling!

- He didn't know you fired her.

- Shut up.

Stop the game! When I tell somebody

to get out, I mean it.

I don't work for you. I'm a customer.

- Don't lose your sense of humour.

I stay here as long as I like.

All right! Have one more spin,

then close for the night.

Try your luck at Chuck-A-Luck.

Everybody wins. Is everybody down?

Betting, Altar?

Sure.

Let her spin.

- Wheel is spin...

I'll spin it.

- It's Frenchy Fairmont!

You win, ma'am.

Pay the lady, please.

Pay her.

This will help you carry it.

There you are, ma'am.

May I be seeing you home?

Yes.

Always a pleasure

to meet a good loser.

Frenchy Fairmont.

The fastest draw in the West.

The greatest ability

often consists in not showing.

You're wanted, aren't you?

- Let's say I'm in public demand.

Why did you do that back there?

- I'm sentimental.

Are you?

I once saw three men fight

a gun battle over you.

- You did?

All three were killed.

Abilene, wasn't it?

- Yes.

I was in Hayes City when you rode

through a hotel on a white horse.

Rode him up to the dining room. You

must've had an important engagement.

It was with the mayor.

Wherever I went, I seemed to see

Altar Keane or hear about her.

Why didn't you ever meet me?

My engagements led me to other

parts of the West, toward Mexico.

I often wondered

what had become of you.

You can stop feeling sorry for me.

You strike me as a

wonderful woman, Miss Keane.

- Oh, stop it.

What are you gonna do

with all this money?

For a moment, when I was winning,

I thought...

Give it back.

- Why?

Baldy Gunder wouldn't let me out of

town alive with it. This is my place.

Don't give it back. There's a stage

south to Silver City in the morning.

I'd be glad to offer you protection

until it leaves.

I know you would.

All right, come in.

I will, ma'am. Tomorrow at nine,

before the stage leaves. Goodnight.

They say he stayed outside her place

that night, in case Baldy showed up.

The next morning, he put her

on the stage. That's how Altar left.

With her gone, business

fell off at Baldy's Palace.

Where did she go?

Young man, why are you

so interested in Altar Keane?

I gotta find somebody through her.

- I never heard of her any more.

I was told that, years later, she

met Frenchy again, near the border.

If you wanna believe what you hear,

there they might be now,

the two of them, snug and warm.

I don't know if it's true,

but it sounds romantic.

Frenchy ain't so snug.

A mail rider came through today.

In case you don't know, Frenchy was

locked up in Gunsight last Thursday.

The best I hope for him

is they hang him.

# Now the road that goes

to Chuck-A-Luck

# Leads to a western jail

# And behind the bars is an outlaw

who knows the Chuck-A-Luck trail

# There's crooked politicians in the

very next cell, safely locked away

# It's an angry town all closed down

to vote on election day

# But here's a man with a crazy plan,

a plan that will not wait

# He'll trick his way

inside that jail

# To reach his goal of hate,

murder and revenge! #

Got a padded cell?

Shooting up the town on election day!

With deputies roaming the streets!

How's the election?

- Law And Order's ahead.

Why ain't you at the polls?

I'm making sure this rat

don't turn those rats loose.

What do you think?

- I don't know.

Don't fret, gentlemen.

It won't be the first time

they've hung crooked politicians.

It'll only take a minute.

It's a clean way to die,

and as quiet as eating a banana.

You've got no right to keep us.

- Protect us!

Law And Order'll hang us;

that's their platform.

- Shut up!

Where d'you want him?

Not with them! They had to close the

saloons to throw them out of office!

That's what I was saying. You could

bribe them with a rusty nail.

You...!

- That's Frenchy Fairmont.

Rather be with him? Sure.

Give me an outlaw anytime. At least

he takes his chances in the open.

You are welcome, sir.

- Sheriff, we might cash in

our chips tonight.

How about some whiskey?

- You can't deny that, Mr Bullock.

There'll be no lynching while I'm

around, but send for three bottles.

What kind of Law And Order is this?

I get jailed for trying to buy

a drink. They have it delivered!

You're right. Our party stands for

everybody. Whiskey for all of 'em.

Sheriff...

Be sure it's my brand. Joe Gideon.

It'll take a little time.

In Wyoming, I heard that no jail

had ever seen Frenchy Fairmont.

I dropped by for some merchandise.

Some perfume.

Perfume?

- For a lady.

When I turned away, the storekeeper

hit me with an axe handle.

Are you from Wyoming?

- Yeah. Have you ever been in Wyoming?

No, I haven't. And I wouldn't be

surprised if I never will be.

Why not?

- If this election gets out

of hand, it may not be choosy.

If they take our friends here,

they might take us along too,

just for a few extra laughs.

That's a comforting thought.

- Isn't it?

I had a fight with my ranch boss

and quit. I decided to see the land.

Work your way down here?

- Yeah, a coupla weeks at a time.

I usually lose what I make at poker,

but the other night I was lucky.

I closed my eyes and threw my last

$20 piece on a Chuck-A-Luck number.

And, so help me, I hit!

- A man can get fortunate at Chuck-A-Luck.

When I wanna do a little skylarking,

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