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The Adventures of Bullwhip Griffin Page #8
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- 1967
- 108 min
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Tell Mr. Trimble how
Mr. Trimble is not interested
in technique.
All Mr. Trimble wants is a match.
Right?
- Right.
- [Man] Hey, Sam?
Bullwhip, are you out of your mind?
[Moans] Possibly.
You can't pull that glove trick
in a bareknuckle fight.
- That is not important.
- You wanna get yourself killed?
- Oh...
- [drum roll]
Gentlemen, may I have your attention,
please? An important announcement.
I'm very happy to announce
that the fight of the year
will take place here at the Lucky
Nugget Saloon one week from tonight!
[Cheering]
A boxing match?
No, gentlemen. A grudge fight
for the bareknuckle championship
of San Francisco
between the present undisputed
champion, the Mountain Ox!
[Cheering]
Facing the challenger, the only man
who has ever knocked out the Ox,
the legendary and much-talked-about
Bullwhip Griffin!
[Cheering]
[Sam] Tickets go on sale tomorrow
for those of you who can afford them.
Those of you with heavy pokes,
if you want to sign up now,
go over to the bar.
We'll save some good seats for you.
Bullwhip Griffin?
Do you have even the remotest idea
what you're doing?
I have seen the Mountain Ox take
three men twice the size that you are
- and destroy them.
- He's doing it for money, Arabella,
to send us home.
He doesn't care what happens to him.
- Oh.
- I wouldn't take that.
That's blood money.
What do you think I am?
I know what you are. You are a lady.
You don't belong
in a place like this.
No. And neither do you. Come along.
Come on!
Then he took the glove filled with gold
and he swung it like a blackjack.
My brother Jack
told me the whole story last night.
Why, that shifty little shyster.
He had everybody fooled, even the
poor Ox. He never suspected anything.
So, you see, Sam,
you've got to call it off.
Well, it really doesn't matter.
It may not be much of a fight,
probably won't last long,
but they can't say it's my fault.
Sam? He's not a fighter, he's a butler.
He could get killed.
What are you getting steamed up
about? Why do you need a butler?
Sam. Here's your money back.
Call it off? Are you serious?
You and I are in a position
to make some pretty shrewd bets.
We know something that
those men don't know.
Oh. Well, suppose I go out there and
tell them the same story I told you?
- No, I wouldn't do that.
- They wouldn't place their bets.
I imagine they wouldn't
buy tickets for your fight.
Probably not. They'd be too busy
stringing up your butler by the neck.
Honey, a lot of bets have been made.
They'd lynch him before sundown.
Well, you'd better think of something.
Or I quit.
Now, wait a minute, wait a minute. Uh...
Look, I'll have the Ox go easy on him.
You know better than that.
Once the big Ox gets wound up,
there'll be no stopping him.
He'd beat Griffin to a pulp.
Why don't you stay with me? It's
more fun to be on the winning side.
- You are a beast!
- Maybe so.
But remember I'm still your friend
and if you ever want your job back...
but this doesn't seem very smart to me.
Master Jack.
Now, I have a feeling that brute force
is not always decisive.
I shall endeavor to combine agility
with a certain basic knowledge
of fisticuffs.
Fortunately, I once read the
Gentlemans Guide to Boxing.
All he'll have to do
is land just one blow.
[Arabella] Griffin?
Griffin? Jack?
I quit my job and sent word
to the captain of the Robert Emmet
to hold places on board for us tonight.
I'm so glad you've come to your senses.
- Yes, well, three places.
- Three places.
There's more than enough
here for the three of us.
and we'd be out to sea
before anyone realized you were gone.
Miss Arabella, I couldn't do a thing
like that. I've given my word.
What, to Sam Trimble?
Why, he'd double-cross himself.
Well, even so.
Wouldn't you rather break your word
than break your neck?
Sure.
and book two passages.
You can book as many as you like
'cause I shan't be aboard when it sails.
Neither will I.
Oh, dear.
Well, look, even if you are going to
stay here, you're going to need this.
You go out and get killed
and we spend your money? Don't be silly.
How are you going to live?
You have quit your job.
But I can get my job back.
I will not have you singing in a saloon.
I will not permit it.
- You will not permit it?
- [Griffin] No!
Nor do I wish you to associate with
Sam Trimble. The way he looks at you!
Well, for your information,
I like the way he looks at me.
Master Jack.
Griffin is jealous.
Well, since you insist on going
through with this fight, Griffin,
I guess we're all in it together.
All right, gents.
You all heard what Sam Trimble said.
He's giving 20-1.
20-1, mind you,
on the Mountain Ox to win.
- Joe?
- Yes?
This is the new bookkeeper
to give you a hand.
Weigh 'em out.
- And then put 'em in the safe.
- Don't you worry.
I will take care of everything.
Gents, gents!
Where's your sporting blood?
[Sam] I'm offering 30-1
on the Mountain Ox to win.
[Crowd clamoring]
I sure hope the Mountain Ox
would rather dance than fight.
Very good.
[Arabella] Oh!
[Griffin] Oh!
You know, I haven't quite
figured out how I'm going to win
- merely by staying out of his way.
- For now, let's just concentrate
- on how you're going to survive.
- [Moans]
The first thing I'm going to do
after this is over
is buy three tickets to Boston.
Your best chance with the big Ox
is to get him angry
so he loses his temper
and then he goes berserk.
- I've seen a sample.
- Well, let's get started.
- Fine.
- Come on.
Now, I'll be the Mountain Ox.
- Ready?
- Yeah.
[Grunting]
Mr. Bartlett!
Hey! Wait till Bullwhip sees you!
Desist a moment, dear lad.
They hold the stage.
Let them play out the play.
You didn't hear about what happened to
us, coming back from the gold fields?
No, but let us exchange such tales
within the shadows of this rampart
whilst observing yon gladiators.
This is all we wound up with, but I'm
sure Bullwhip will let you have a third.
Well, thank you,
but by a happy circumstance,
while being pursued by a grizzly bear,
I perchanced to stumble
into a deep hole,
and upon striking the bottom,
struck upon a bed of golden nuggets.
Of course, it is not the mother lode
And yet, uh, who can gain say?
Might it not lead on to equal fortune?
[Arabella] Whoa!
Methinks David and Goliath,
and at 30-1 odds.
Now, let us take our gold
and make haste to the Lucky Nugget.
Don't you want to talk to Bullwhip,
meet Arabella?
There is a tide in the affairs of man,
which, taken at the flood,
leads onto fortune.
Now, let us not tarry
until the tide has turned.
[Grunting]
Oh, Bullwhip...
I'm telling you,
it'll be the fight of the year.
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