Stagecoach Page #4
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- Year:
- 1939
- 96 min
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We're in a fine fix, my friends.
It's a fine country we're living in!
The Army has no right to leave
a public place like this undefended.
It looks to me like the Army's
got its hands pretty full, mister.
- Have you a wife?
- S, seora. I think...
Call her.
Ringo, go in the kitchen and get
some hot water. Lots of hot water.
- Please.
- Yes, ma'am.
A fine member of the medical profession.
Drunken beast!
Give me coffee.
Black coffee.
Lots of it.
More, more, more!
Blacker, stronger.
Keep it comin', Curley!
You'll have it comin' out
your ears in a minute.
- Now drink it down, Doc.
- Get it down.
Isn't that drunken swine sober yet?
He's doing the best he can!
Well, hurry!
- How do you feel?
- Fine.
Thanks, again.
Sit down here, Doc.
Keep the fire going, Chris.
Plenty of hot water.
Savages!
That's my wife, Yakima, my squaw.
Yes, but she's... she's... savage!
S, seor, she a little bit savage,
I think.
That woman's an Apache.
Sure, she one of Geronimo's people.
I think, maybe not so bad
to have Apache wife, eh?
Apache don't bother me, I think.
- All right, Doc?
- All right.
All right, Dallas.
It's them vaqueros,
they've run away.
Yeah, with the spare horses.
Them coyotes give me
the creeps. That sounds...
...well it sounds just like a baby.
It's a baby!
It's a little girl.
It's a little girl.
Well, I'll be doggoned!
Why didn't somebody tell me?
How's Mrs. Mallory?
She's going to be all right.
Well, I'll be doggoned.
Did you know?
Well, I'll be doggoned.
Don't do that!
Come on, boys,
three cheers for old Doc Boone!
- Hip hip...
- Quiet!
- Well we oughta be...
- Quiet!
Mrs. Mallory.
I know why you want
to go to Lordsburg.
I like you.
I know your papa.
He was good friend of mine.
If you know who in Lordsburg,
you stay away, I think.
- You mean Luke Plummer?
- Luke, lke and Hank.
All there together. I saw them.
- Sure of that, Chris?
- Sure, I can tell you the truth.
- I know.
- Thanks. That's all I wanted to know.
You crazy if you go.
I think you stay away, Kid.
Three against one is no good!
Startin' to go too far, Ms. Dallas.
Apaches like to sneak up
and pick off strays.
You... visitin' in Lordsburg?
No, I have friends there.
And maybe I can find work.
Look, Kid, why don't you try
to escape? Why don't you get away?
I aim to, in Lordsburg.
Why Lordsburg? Why don't you make
for the border now?
My father and brother were shot down
by the Plummer boys.
Guess you don't know how it feels
to lose your own folks that way.
I lost mine when I was a kid.
There was a massacre
on Superstition Mountain.
That's tough.
Especially on a girl.
Well, you gotta live,
no matter what happens.
Yeah, that's it.
Look, Ms. Dallas.
You got no folks.
Neither have I, and well...
...maybe I'm takin' a lot
for granted, but...
...I watched you with that baby.
That other woman's baby.
You looked...
the border...
...and it's a nice place.
A real nice place.
Trees, grass, water...
There's a cabin, half-built.
A man could live there.
And a woman.
Will you go?
But you don't know me.
You don't know who I am.
I know all I want to know.
Will you go?
Don't talk like that!
What are you doing out here, Kid?
Stick close to the reservation.
- What's wrong, Chris?
- My wife Yakima, she ran away!
When I woke up she was gone!
The way you come bustin' in here,
you'd think...
Excuse me, Kid.
Come bustin' in here,
you'd think we were being attacked!
You can find another wife.
Sure I can find another wife.
But she take my rifle and my horse.
Oh, I never sell her.
I love her so much.
I beat her with a whip
and she never get tired.
- Your wife?
- No, my horse.
I can find another wife, easy yes.
But not a horse like that.
I knew that woman was a thief, l...
- What's the matter with you, Gatewood?
- My valise! Where's my valise?
Which one of you's got it?
Here it is, I was usin' it as a pillow.
I didn't think...
I thought I told you to keep
your hands off my things!
That squaw of yours'll find some Apaches
and bring 'em back here.
My wife's people
don't bother me, I think.
Well, they bother me, I think.
Is this bar open?
Sure, all the time, seor, s!
Here you are, Doc.
Well, what are we wasting time for?
Let's make a break for it.
We've got a sick woman to think of.
You want her to stay here
and be butchered with the rest of us?
Why don't you think of
somebody else for once in your...
Easy, easy! Keep it quiet, boys.
Quiet!
We ain't been butchered yet!
You're right.
We'd better get going for Lordsburg
as soon as we can.
It might be a good idea, Curley if...
...the Doc took a look
at the patient.
Yeah, and little Coyote.
You'll join me, Doctor?
No, thanks.
Good morning.
Well, you're looking pretty chipper.
You're up early, Dallas.
She didn't go to bed, Doctor.
I'm afraid she sat up all night,
while I slept.
Oh, I slept a lot in the chair.
Well, anyway it was nice
to stay awake and hold the baby.
Well, we've got to get you
to Lordsburg, little Coyote.
That's what the boys christened her
last night when she squalled.
- Little Coyote. How do you feel?
- Fine, thanks.
A little tired.
- Doctor, do you think my husband...
- Never mind him.
The best medicine he can have
is to see you two safe and sound.
You just make up your mind
you're going to get there.
- I have made up my mind.
- That's the stuff.
- I am going to get there.
- You'll need strength...
...so get all the rest you can.
Dallas, do you suppose
you could fix up a little broth?
- She has already.
- Good.
How 'bout making some coffee
for the boys?
Now you get some sleep, Mrs. Mallory.
Don't look so proud.
I've brought hundreds of those
little fellas into the world...
...once upon a time.
The new one was always the prettiest.
Is that wrong for a girl like me?
If a man and a woman
love each other...
...it's all right, ain't it Doc?
You're going to be hurt, child.
Worse than you've ever been hurt.
'Cause you know that boy's headed
back to prison.
Besides, if you two go
into Lordsburg together...
...he's going to know all about you.
He's not going into Lordsburg.
All I want is for you
to tell me it's all right.
Gosh, child, who am I to tell you
what's right or wrong?
All right.
Go ahead.
Do it if you can.
Good luck.
Thanks, Doc.
Both doing nicely.
She's a real soldier's wife,
that young lady.
Good, good, then we can
leave immediately!
Well, not for a day or so,
if you want my professional advice.
What do you mean a day?
Stay another day? Why?
Where were you when
the stork came last night, Gatewood?
I refuse to allow Mrs. Mallory to travel
till she and the child are out of danger.
What do you mean, danger?
Aren't we in worse danger here?
I don't wish to intrude,
but I've had five children.
I mean, my dear wife has...
...and much as I dislike discussing it
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