Silver River Page #2

You know, McComb, the way you

held that gun on him, i...

i really thought you'd

shoot him in the back.

Hey, pistol.

Take care of the purser.

See our stuff

gets off first, huh?

Um, your bet,

i believe, mr. Blakely.

Drink, soldier?

Here's what we collected

on deck for the boys.

Looks like they kept their

hands in their pockets.

Didn't dare disturb

the cabin passengers.

They're mostly yankees.

Give me that.

I just love to see

yankees and their money

part company.

I've never seen a handsome

gentleman who wasn't generous.

Thank you.

Purser?

Yes, sir?

When we get to st. Joe,

would you see that McComb's

stuff gets off first?

I'll raise you 200.

I've had enough.

Oh, miss Moore.

Don't get up,

mr. Chevigee.

I'm just collecting money

for the soldiers on deck.

Would you mind?

It's a pleasure, ma'am.

Thank you.

Of course,

of course.

Go away.

Go away before I shoot you.

In the back.

I'll call ya.

I happen to be trying

to help wounded soldiers.

Now would you

care to contribute?

Your pardon, ma'am.

I had no notion

i was addressing a lady.

Thank you.

Wait a minute.

The change.

Thank you.

Who's that?

That's Georgia Moore.

She and her husband own

the silver river mines.

Nice people.

Very nice.

And you're very generous,

too, with my money.

I'd make that pot

good if I were you.

Three aces.

I had no idea the frontier

could boast such charming ladies.

And speaking of

charming ladies.

What is this?

Our stuff was supposed

to come off first.

Did you pay off

the purser?

He wouldn't take anything.

He was a northerner, too.

You can't trust anybody.

Where's the fellow

who owns those wagons?

He's over here.

Well, you keep

an eye on the stuff.

Hustle up. Murphy,

pull up that team.

Say, these wagons yours?

Yep. Sam slade,

that's me.

Like to hire

some of them.

Sorry, mister, can't be done. Why not?

You're too late.

The lady's got 'em.

Set those crates down easy!

I didn't bring

that machinery

all the way out here

for you to ruin it.

All right,

take the cable off.

Wagon boss is a bit tough.

See what you can do with him.

We're liable to run

into rough weather.

Hello, mrs. Moore.

Or maybe you're mrs.

Moore's younger brother.

That's very funny.

What do you want?

I want a little help. You

remember me, don't you?

I'm the man who so graciously

contributed to your worthy cause.

I'd like to get

a couple of your wagons.

That's impossible.

Oh, just a minute.

This is business. I need

those wagons pretty bad.

Like to make you

an offer.

Sorry, the answer is no,

Mr. Whatever-your-name-is.

Mccomb, ma'am.

Mike McComb.

I need all I have

and more.

I've been trying to get this mining

machinery to silver city for six months.

Sorry.

Oh, that's all right.

I just thought

out west here

everybody tried giving the

other fellow a helping hand.

We also have a saying-

what's mine is mine.

I keep the wagons.

Pretty smart in those pants.

I'd look pretty

silly without 'em.

But a couple of drinks

ain't gonna hurt ya.

Sorry, son, I gotta

stick on the job.

I'll tell you what i

will do, though. What?

If you stick around, I might play

you a little game of horseshoes.

Give them horses

a smackin' big feed.

We're leaving the first

thing in the morning.

Whose stuff are

you hauling, sam?

Belongs to the Moore

company. Silver river.

What do you charge

a trip?

Plenty. But I ain't

got room this trip

to carry a humpbacked mouse.

He's got ethics. I offered

him twice the price

to carry our stuff instead.

But he's got ethics.

Well, I like a man

with ethics.

You sure got a way

with those horseshoes.

That was $10 a game.

I know it.

Fifth game you won

in a row, isn't it?

I'm good at all kinds

of games. That's my nature.

Hey. You ever

play poker?

Poker? I said

all kinds of games.

"And I do, therefore,

transfer to said Mike McComb

"all my wagons and

freighting equipment

in payment of the said

sporting obligation. "

I think that'll do it.

Put your John hancock

here, sam.

I shoulda stuck

to horseshoes.

Well, so long,

mister.

No. Wait a minute, sam. You're

still my wagon boss, aren't you?

Yeah.

Well, how about getting that

Moore stuff off my wagons, huh?

Mike, how can you do that?

Do what?

Take those wagons away

from mrs. Moore?

She needs 'em.

Pistol...

allow me to

explain something

that may be a guide

to you in the future.

From now on, I am

interested only

in the needs of one

Michael j. Mccomb.

Have it your own way.

I will.

She's got an awful temper.

I wouldn't want

to tangle with her.

That's where you and i

are different, pal.

Hey, what are you doing loading

McComb's freight on my wagons?

These are our wagons

now, lady.

Where's slade?

He's over there

on the dock.

Get in your wagons.

Have you gone crazy,

sam slade?

Maybe, yeah.

I ain't sure yet.

Why are you doing all this?

Well, if it's all the same

to you, mrs. Moore,

i held a bad hand

last night.

I'm doing what the new owner

of this wagon outfit ordered.

What new owner?

You're lookin'

right at him.

All right, sam,

get 'em rolling.

Can I be of

any service, ma'am?

You cheap, double-crossing

tinhorn gambler.

I'll have you strung up

for stealing my outfit.

Why now, mrs. Moore,

don't scare me like that.

If you want to do business

with me, talk nice and sweet.

But I've got to get this machinery to

silver city. My husband's expecting it.

Then I'll be very glad

to do your husband a favor

and bring his little

wife home to him.

With the machinery?

With love and kisses,

but no machinery.

I've got no room. You

want a ride or don't ya?

No, thank you.

Maybe you're not so

anxious to get home, huh?

Not if I have

to go with you.

Now that kind of flattery will

get you nowhere, mrs. Moore.

Well, if you're not

going to ride with me,

there's a stagecoach

leaving in about a week.

Adios.

We're about to pass

your wagons, mrs. Moore.

We'll be in silver city first.

Might even organize a little

reception committee.

I have no further

interest in mr. Mccomb.

Mr. Mccomb. Certainly

glad to see you again.

We're having a

little trouble here.

So I see.

I know you've

got quite a load,

but if you could take

us into silver city,

I'd consider it

a great favor.

Why, mrs. Moore.

Having

a pleasant journey?

Can you take us?

You bet.

How much is this

gonna cost us, McComb?

Aw, mr. Sweeney, it's not

gonna cost you a nickel.

You're staying right here.

Then he's going to have

company. I'm not going.

You can't do this,

mrs. Moore.

Why, it'll be two days before

they get a new wheel out here.

I'd sooner ride

with the devil.

He ain't with

us this trip.

Oh, do come, mrs. Moore.

I insist.

Oh, come on, mrs. Moore.

I'll catch up to you

in silver city.

We're camping here

tonight, mrs. Moore.

Make my wagon

your home, won't you?

Certainly nice

country, charlie.

Yes, and plenty of 'er.

Any indians around here?

Shucks, no, and not within

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