Rango Page #5

All right. Which one of you

fellas need a check up?

Awkward.

Aaa...what exactly are we

gonna do now?

Now? We ride.

That means we're riding now!

This moment.

Marshmallows remind me of

goin' campin' with my daddy.

I could eat 'em all night long.

Of course, he did make me cough

'em back up again for breakfast.

This one time,

I coughed up an entire Dalmatian.

That ain't nothin'.

I coughed up a whole tribe of Pygmies.

They started lookin' at me weird.

I remember them.

They was quit friendly.

I found a human spinal column

in my fecal matter once.

You might wanna get

that looked at.

Pass the beans,

Beans.

Sheriff?

- No, thanks...

Mr. Rango, can you tell us

about the Spirit of the West?

Oh, yes, talk about that?

- Is it true what they say?

Ah...yes...the Spirit of the West.

The eternally unobtainable eye view.

They say he rides in an alabaster carriage

with golden guardians to protect him.

But he only appears to those

who have undertaken an epic quest...

and have made it to the other side.

Uh... Other side of what?

It's a metaphore. - My eye!

- Uh...that's gonna heal right up.

Sheriff, what're you going to do

about Rattlesnake Jake?

Hm? What? Where?!

Sorry 'bout that. Word is, you come

against him once or twice.

Ooh! Yeah! Jake!

You mean, my brother.

Your brother?

- That's what I said!

But... he's a snake and

you're a lizard.

Well, mamma had an active...

social life.

Did he ever bite you? - Sure enough

did. Look at that baby.

Go ahead. You can touch it. - Oh.

That's interesting. It's a belly button.

Luckily I'm immune to his venom. Put

some in my coffee to get a little tang.

Is it true he's only scared of

them hawks?

Them is what we call -

natural predators.

All this talk about them devils is

splitting my queels on edge!

I ain't sleeping tonight. No, sir!

- Don't you all worry 'bout a thing.

Come tomorrow we'll locate that water

and return to a hero as well!

Friends, before we bunk down,

I'd like us all to join hands for a moments.

Say a few words

to the Spirit of the West...

Good idea.

Ain't always spoken rightly to you,

Spirit of the West,

but tonight I wanna thank you for

bringing Sheriff Rango into our lives.

It's a hard life we got. Sometimes

I don't know how we're gonna make it,

but somehow Sheriff Rango

makes me think we will.

We needed a brave man

and you sent us one.

Nice to have someone

to believe in again.

Thank you,

Spirit of the West. Amen.

Amen.

Just checkin'...

It's so cold tonight.

- Thank you.

You ever feel like

those things are lookin' at you?

That's a Spanish Dagger. But around here

we just call 'em the Walkin' Cactus.

Walking? - There's an old legend they

actually walk across the desert to find water.

When I was a little girl I'd stay up

late watchin' if they move.

I thought if I could follow them,

they'd lead me to some place wonderful.

Some place with enough water

for everyone...

Night after night I watched 'em.

I never saw 'em move.

But you're still watching? - Who didn't

wanna find some place wonderful?

We'll find the water, Beans.

I promise you.

That's such a lonely sound.

You ever get lonely?

- Sometimes.

I can't imagine it. You're such a charmer

and everyone likes you so much.

I never made friends easily

like that. - No?

No. We're pretty isolated

out there on the ranch.

Sorta of like being sealed up

in a little box.

Don't really see uh...a lot of folks.

I wouldn't know what that's like.

Is there someone special

in your life, Rango?

Oh! Well, there used to be.

But she couldn't keep her head.

Besides... My life's too dangerous

for that kind of thing.

You know, it's an awful solitary

existence out there on the prairie.

Ridin' the ranges and the such like...

Beans?

Disfunctional family...

Need intervention.

What's that coming?

It's the water!

I have a plan! And each and every

one of you has a part to play.

What do I do? - Spoons, you've got

the most important job of all!

You will stay up here on the ridge,

and if anything goes wrong,

you give... the signal.

Muh. Mmmuh!

Mmmmuh! Hmmmuh!

Beans, what size of dress

you're wearing?

I've done it!

- Hallelujah!

I have the water!

- You did it, son.

Well, actually...

- Why can't you be like your brother?

Pappy, about that water, there's

something I gotta tell you...

Hush! Hush up now!

Somebody's comin'!

Gracious! Good afternoon

to thee and thee and thee!

May I present my Madame Repones steps

accordion troops of travelling thespians!

What is that?

- I think they's thespians!.

Thespians!

That's illegal in seven states.

The stage is set, the princess

prepares to take her own life.

I yearn for love.

Meanwhile, the lone centry

stands and watch at the castle gate.

Hark! Who goes there?

This plots highly predictable!!

- Quite! This is my favorite part!

Arriving to great phanphare

was her aging father.

Strike a spike, Cupid.

Ergh... pretty... unhand... my fair daughter.

And reach for the...

Line? Reach for the sky!

Wha... what was that? - Must

be one of them immersive talers.

We got you surrounded!

You and your entire family get your

hands up where I can see 'em.

Ha, my entire family?

O, it's a full house!

Looks like we gonna have ourselves

a good oldfashioned stand-off.

I'll have you know you are not

looking at our entire continuing.

Wha...What's that? What's that

supposed to be? - That's the signal.

That's the signal. Something

must have gone wrong!

So...uhm, something's

supposed to happen?

I ... am... open to suggestions.

Run!

Get on the wagon!

Do we have ourselves some

sport turns?

Ha...I likes it when they run.

- Mabel, give the holler!

Looks like we've made it!

- They're on into to square spots?

Yea! I hope them conmen to

spook right out!

They got bats!

Oh...Here, you drive.

Looks like it's gonna be

soft dinner, come on!

You damnation!

Don't shoot the water!

Jedidiah, it's time for the

Alabaman squeeze-box! - OK, paps.

I'm sensing hostility.

- They're coming!

Helloo!

- Good bye!

Lassoo that swag!

I suggest we take the days of

action! - Just shut up and shoot!

What happened to the sheriff?

- They got him.

Bosefus, give 'em some

jumbo now!

What was that?

Go, check it out.

What is it?

Is there a problem?

Ah... you can count on that.

Headache!

Is that all you got?

That was not yet that unpleasant!

Hey, here! Hold this!

You get your hands of me!

Hold on!

Jump!

That's impossible!

It can't be.

It's empty.

There's no water!

No water? What the hell have we

been fightin' for?

Sir! You have defauled and desacrated

the very sustainance of our livelihood.

I think that part

in that dress is the sheriff.

That's the same fella who gave us

the prospecting permit?

A what?!

- Irelevant! Confiscation!

You and your kin are

under arrest for bank robbery

and the murder of our beloved

financial advisor

Johannes Merymack III,

a.k.a ... Fluffy Joe.

Sheriff, we ain't killed nobody.

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