Riding High Page #11

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- You fool.

But the horse threw a shoe

Had bellyache too

Now I'm down

To my buttons and bows.

The owner told Clarence the clocker

The owner told Clarence the clocker

The clocker told Jockey McGee

The jockey, of course

Passed it on to the horse

And the horse told me

- Dan, what if you lose tomorrow?

- Oh, Margaret used to love that song.

But, darling, I'd say we've got

A sure thing this time

I'd say that we're on our way to a star

And you can take a tip from me

We are

We are

And I won't...

Where's Bill? Hey. Hey.

Bill? Bill! Bill!

- Whitey!

- Mr. Brooks! Mr. Brooks!

Where's the horse? Where's Bill?

He's not in his stall.

- Where is he?

- They took him away.

- Who?

- Mr. Jones, the feed man.

- He came here with the sheriff.

- The sheriff?

- Yes, sir, and took him off.

- Why didn't you stop them?

I tried, but they had papers.

They put a rope around his neck

- A rope?

- And tied him to an automobile

- and dragged him off.

- Which way did they go?

I chased them for half a mile,

but it didn't do no good.

Dan! Dan, wait! Wait!

Get in that stall!

- Get in there, or I'II...

- What are you doing to that horse?

Why, you dirty...

- Hey, what's going on?

- What's going on here?

- Come on, let go. Break it up.

- Take it easy, now.

- Let go of me!

- Take it easy.

That rat was whipping my horse!

He was beating my horse!

Cool off and have a nice sleep.

Don't you worry about me,

you better take care of my horse.

I'll go right out and cut him some hay.

That's Broadway Bill,

he's in the Imperial Derby tomorrow.

He'll look funny carrying the judge

across the finish line.

He'll carry the judge, jury, the clerk of

the court and bailiff and win that heat.

- What's eating him?

- Search me.

Somebody attacks his nag,

and he's blowing his top.

What's the matter, operator?

I wanna get Pittsburgh.

If Detroit can't handle any more, OK.

What price? OK, 2,000 on Sun Up.

Denver, 2,200. Frisco, 1,800.

New Orleans, 3,000.

- Dallas, 12. New York, 9,000.

- What's the total? What's the total?

- Close to 40,000.

- Why, we haven't even started yet.

- What's the average?

- About 7-to-1.

7-to-1? Listen, Sully, I'm gonna

shoot the works on that horse of yours.

I hope we're not pulling a boner.

You're sure he's all right?

- Sun Up? If it wasrt for Gallant Lady...

- Forget Gallant Lady.

- He's a cinch to beat all the others.

- OK.

All right, folks,

get your bets down, please.

Don't get shut out.

The big race of the day.

Any bets on Broadway Bill?

Not one. They're laying off

of that plug like poison.

- Ten dollars on Sun Up to win.

- Better make him 100-to-1.

- Might pick up some sucker money.

- OK.

Make Broadway Bill 100-to-1.

All right, folks,

Broadway Bill is 100-to-1.

A 100-to-1 shot.

Broadway Bill, you old rascal.

Where have you been all my life?

Horses again.

You'd think they were men.

Here's where I give

that bookie heart failure.

He's going to buy my fall outfit

and doesn't know it.

Number 28.

That's you again, Mae.

Oh, it would be. That old moneybags

in 28 is going to drive me...

Why, Mae, you ought to be thrilled.

J.P. Chase is the richest man

in the world.

Confound it, where is everybody?

Nurse? Nurse!

- Now, now, what's all the excitement?

- I've gotta get out of here.

- You're a big boy now.

- Well, I tell you, I've got to get out of...

- Oh, no, now, not another needle.

- Not this time, cutie.

Where's that idiot of a doctor?

I'm going crazy in here.

Now, take it easy.

You've got a broken leg.

Broken leg. I've got a broken back

from lying here,

- reading this cheap trash.

- Relax.

I've got a business to attend to,

young woman.

Relax. So you didn't make

another million in the market today.

Oh, is that so?

Well, tell me something, smarty.

How do you pass

your time in this prison?

Oh, I flirt with the angels.

- You what?

- Bet on horses.

You bet on horses?

That keep your mind occupied?

Brother, it keeps my mind occupied,

my blood boiling and my purse empty.

Well, what horse

are you betting on today?

- Broadway Bill.

- Broadway Bill? Why?

It's 100-to-1. That's reason enough.

And I'm going to win one someday.

100-to-1?

How much money are you betting?

- Two smackers.

- Two what?

Two smackers. Dollars. Those things

you get nightmares about.

Oh, all right. Well, you can

bet 2 smackers for me.

- You?

- Well, why not, huh?

Give me something to think about.

One. Two. There.

- Boy, is this funny.

- What's funny?

You, the richest man in the world,

betting 2 bucks on a nag.

- Are you sure you can spare it?

- Go on. You get out of here.

Just put that 2 bucks on that

Buffalo Bill or whatever his name is.

This is going to rock Wall Street.

Just a minute, young lady.

How will I know we've won?

You'll know. I'll come in

and dance a hula for you.

Well, that's something.

Steve, you want to hear

something funny?

J.P. Chase just bet 2 whole dollars

on Broadway Bill.

Oh, really? That's very funny.

Hey, Rosie, get this. Old J.P. Chase

just bet 2 C's on Broadway Bill.

Broadway Bill?

Broadway Bill? Hey, J.P. Chase

just bet 2 G's on Broadway Bill!

J.P. Chase? What do

you know about that?

- Boy, that's good enough for me.

- Give me that phone.

Yeah, 20,000 bucks.

Can you imagine that?

J.P. Chase don't chuck it down

like that unless he knows something.

- Must be hot. He bet 50,000 smackers.

- A hundred thousand? You're kidding.

I just got it from the inside.

Two hundred grand.

On Broadway Bill?

Cross my heart. He said something

like a quarter of a million.

Wow! On a 100-to-1 shot too.

Two bucks on Broadway Bill,

on the nose.

Two hundred dollars to win

on Broadway Bill.

Give me $2 to win on

Broadway Bill for me,

$2 for my brother,

and $2 for my wife.

I got a telegram on him.

You ought to get a bet on him yourself.

He's gonna win!

It scared me to death.

I thought it was my mother.

Who? Broadway Bill

hasn't got a chance.

What do I care what a bunch of yokels

are doing? Let them bet their heads off.

The more they do,

the better I'm gonna like it.

Look what they're doing for us.

They sent the price of Sun Up

from 4-to-1 up to 12-to-1.

Boss, we've got one less horse to beat.

Broadway Bill's going to be scratched.

What do you mean, "scratched"?

- I didn't make this up, I just heard it.

- Well, what happened?

I thought I was bringing you

some good news.

All right, come on, what happened?

I don't know. The guy that owns him

got himself in a jam. He's in jail.

In jail?

With Broadway Bill out of the race,

the odds on Sun Up will go

right back to 4-to-1.

Listen, I've got to get ahold

of that guy. What's his name?

- Brooks. Dan Brooks.

- Brooks. Dan Brooks, that's right.

He's got to put Broadway Bill

back in the race.

Now, you fellows don't lay

any bets till I get back.

Company.

- Hello, Dan.

- Hello, Mr. Howard.

What's this little delegation here?

You fellows didn't bring

a loaf of bread with a file in it, did you?

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