Sugarfoot Page #6

Won't you need it for other things?

I have quite a bit of money.

My singing pays me well.

Your money is yours.

Do you mean you don't like

the way I earned it?

Not that. I mean we Redans have

been accustomed to give to our wives,

not to have our wives give to us.

Was there never a Redan

who married a rich wife?

All you have is mine, isn't it?

Yes, all I have or ever will have.

You'd like me to have it? It makes

you happy to give it to me?

- Yes.

Well, then, it's not sensible

to refuse me the same pleasure.

I'm not giving to you,

I'm giving to us.

I'll be a Redan.

I'll be part of the family.

And when we have a son,

he'll be all Redan.

Keep what you have

and give it to him.

Now, go make your plans for a house.

It'll be my wedding gift to you.

Oh, you're stubborn, Sugarfoot.

You'll be a difficult husband

to manage.

Not difficult.

- No?

- Impossible.

That's what you think.

- A big house with a veranda.

A little house with a kitchen, parlour

and one bedroom, painted white.

Where will you get the lumber?

Ain't no saw mill. It burned down.

Then we'll have to build a saw mill.

I'm going over

to have a talk with Don Miguel.

You get married now pretty soon.

As soon as the house is finished.

- Oh, I wish you good things.

It is a good thing, this marrying.

It is a good thing for Prescott.

Also for... Arizona.

Civilisation, it is.

With each marrying comes more

civilisation and with each baby.

I hope soon I hear Reva sing a

kind of song she never sing before.

Hello. JC. JC, come here.

He wants to build a house.

So he must get a saw mill.

If there is no logs,

I bet you he go and grow trees.

He is a man who gets what he wants.

Better everybody keep out from

under his foot or we get trampled.

Wait a minute.

I hear there's a saw mill in Tucson.

What'll it cost me?

How long is a piece of string?

I have about $3,000.

Too bad there isn't a stage line

so you can go there quickly to see.

It would save time if I take my wagon.

300 miles to Tucson,

say 12 days there, 12 days back,

if I can get the whole contraption

on one load.

Sugarfoot, it isn't easy

for a man to get ahead

if he can't command

a certain amount of capital.

I said I have a few thousand.

If I'm not willing to back

my judgement with money,

I get out of the argument.

I'm willing to bet on you and

tell the dealer to flip his card.

Naturally, I'm complimented, sir,

and grateful.

What I'm edging around to

is that if you ever have a project

like this saw mill business,

for instance,

you can count on me up to $5,000.

Why, I don't know what to say.

It's unusual. It's generous.

Oh, hush your noise.

That's the way I play the game.

When you want the money,

come and get it.

Come in. I help you plan. Come.

I'm going to marry Sugarfoot Redan.

I congratulate him.

I felicitate you.

The point I wish to make

is I'm GOING to marry him.

Why do you say this to me,

Miss Cairn?

Sugarfoot starts on a trip today that'll

be sufficiently dangerous in itself.

He must not be shot

from ambush by Jacob Stint.

What an appalling thought.

And it would be wise for you

to order him not to do it.

Because if Sugarfoot does not come

back safely,

Johnny-Behind-The-Stove

will shoot you.

Not from ambush but publicly,

wherever he meets you.

Be a pleasure to do a favour

for a lady.

Deader'n a mackerel,

right slap dab there.

Good morning, Mr Goodhue.

Reva.

Why the conference with Goodhue?

Private. Very private.

Secrets from me?

- More than you'll ever guess.

Yeah. And there's

them that'll back her play.

I made him a promise and

I think he's convinced I'll keep it.

What promise?

That if any harm came to you, if

you were hurt or shot from ambush,

Johnny-Behind-The-Stove

will kill him.

Why, he may be totally innocent.

No matter.

If you are taken away from me,

I'll see to it that someone dies.

Do you think I'm some tame,

pampered girl from Alabama?

I can hate as well as a man.

And I would hate more dangerously

than a man.

Whew!

Seems to me a body

could do without a saw mill

instead of traipsing 300 miles

to get it.

Now 300 miles back.

Ain't no saw mill worth

that much toil, it seems to me.

Well, it depends on

how badly you want a saw mill.

Well, me here weren't never married

so I ain't got no advice to offer you.

I doubt if advice about marriage

is much good to anyone.

Likely you won't be gallivanting

around much now, Sugarfoot.

Everything I've teached you

is kinda wasted.

Whoa! Whoa!

Injuns got somebody

bushwhacked in them hills.

Couple of 'em. Let's crawl up

and see who's doing what.

I'd rather shoot down onto them

than be shot down onto.

It's Billings.

- Who's t'other gent?

A friend of yours named Jacob Stint.

See, all we gotta do

is haul our freight outta here.

Just vamoose

and mind our own business

and let them Apaches

take a job off'n your hands.

That would be easy,

only the quarrel isn't

between those Indians and Stint.

It's between Stint and me.

Listen, Sugarfoot,

it's kind of a waste of time

to go rescuing him from them Apaches

just so we can bang a bullet

into him ourselves.

Missed.

That'll be Asa Goodhue.

Maybe he'll scare them Indians off.

He'll think of something.

Better be givin' a thought

to being on time to meet us.

Don't he know that a body

can't sit too long in Injun country

without inviting trouble?

That'll about wind her up.

The rest'll skedaddle.

That ain't Goodhue!

Damn skunks.

Them wobble-jawed

slit-eared peasant-toothed skunks.

Taking a shot at me

after we just saved their lives.

Now it's our bounden duty

to get 'em.

- No.

You're a comical fella.

Our job is not to cheat the law

that'll hang 'em.

Stint! Jacob Stint!

We just saved your lives.

We didn't ask you to! Why didn't you

let the Indians do the job for you?

I like to do my own dirty work.

You're a fool. You were a fool

not to let the Apaches murder me!

You always will be a fool

and because you're a fool you'll

make it easier for me to kill you!

He's talking sense.

You don't dare

marry that singer while I'm alive.

Goodhue's up there.

- I see him.

This here's a cat of another colour.

If that's a sample of his shooting,

he isn't very fancy.

Takes a right good man

to shoot accurate downhill.

Can't argue with a headstrong fella

like that, wasting lead.

Ain't got no idea of economy.

Darn fool!

Ain't I learnt you nothing?

Stint and Billings,

they're getting away.

Yeah, Stint don't miss no bets,

does he?

Plumb active 'tween the ears.

Come on. Goodhue couldn't hit us

with a cannon.

Maybe. I helped bury a fella once,

who took things for granted.

But Stint's getting away from me.

- He's GOT away from you

and you'll never catch up with

him with a slug through your skull.

Come on, let's hyper of here

and call it a day.

Reva! Hey! Reva!

No need to holler the house down!

Oh, I thought

I would never see you again.

Shucks. Before you get

through with it, you'll see more

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