The Apple Dumpling Gang Page #6

i'm buyin'. oh, good, good!

oh, dusty, would you mind just

keeping an eye on the kids for awhile?

might as well get used to it.

come on. let's have

our own celebration.

how come mr. donavan's goin' that

way, and we're goin' this way?

it's kind of hard to explain.

that all then, miss cole?

all right. $4.62.

i'll put it right

here on your bill.

you can each have a licorice

whip and one jelly bean...

but just one.

mornin', dusty. mr. purvey.

if you're here for those grain

bags, they didn't come in yet.

i have to get boots and jackets

for the kids. oh, well, here.

we'll look 'em up in the catalogue.

i see somebody bought the bed.

yep.

sure is pretty. yeah, sure is.

who'd you sell it to? donavan.

who?

- mr. donavan.

he picked it out this morning.

did he really?

did he really?

donavan!

yes, you, you snake

oil salesman. are you

comin' out here, or

am i comin' in there?

what's the matter?

is there some trouble?

yes, there's

trouble all right,

and you're in it.

"all i want is a chance to be on my

way, unencumbered and unfettered."

that's right. that's all i

wanted. - don't slick-talk me!

dusty!

wait a minute, dusty. wait

a minute, dusty. hold it.

wait a minute! wait...

dusty... wait, dusty.

wait, wait, dusty.

now wait a minute!

dusty, will you just

let me say one word? one!

dusty... that's it.

no!

"nothing could be further

from my mind, miss clydesdale.

you have my word as a

gentleman." i meant...

gentleman? yeah!

aah!

no!

get off of him. coward.

aha! no!

no, dusty. back!

back! give me that!

don't! don't!

now wait a minute,

dusty. now wait.

dusty... no, no! wait!

now this is ridiculous.

when you, uh, get rational,

we'll discuss this.

oh! we'll discuss

it right now.

ohh!

sorry, ralph.

dusty, you're being hysterical. we

can't accomplish anything this way!

what happened with them

two? they got married.

dusty, be reasonable.

shut up, you liar.

i don't know what's

happened, but i can explain.

you're not gettin' out of it

that easy, you pasteboard slinger.

pay you back, homer.

dusty! dusty! now look.

what's bothering you?

that bed! that

great, big brass bed!

if you had no intention of exercising

your husbandly prerogatives,

why'd you buy that bed?

that's it? the bed?

yes!

the bed...

happens to be for

the kids, dusty.

with the nights getting colder,

they need a warmer place to sleep,

so the brass bed

is for the boys,

and the smaller

bed is for celia!

well, why didn't you say

so in the first place?

we could have avoided this

little misunderstanding.

pardon me. ahem.

excuse me, please.

come along, celia.

this is no place for a lady.

order in the court!

order, order! quiet now!

everybody, sit

down and shut up.

edgar, you get

back in your seat.

i think we've heard about all the

testimony this building can take.

now i'm gonna decide who gets

these sprouts of wintle's,

and that decision

is gonna be final.

this court appreciates

the generosity...

and the kindness of

all you good people...

who have offered to provide

homes for these kids...

and to safeguard their assets.

proves this town's

got a heart after all.

but after due deliberation and a

consideration of all the facts...

and the merits

of the applicants,

this court awards bobby,

clovis and celia bradley...

to mr. and mrs.

russel donavan.

that's the order of

this court. i don't

want to hear a lot

of argument about it,

and i don't want a half a

dozen people comin' up here...

homer. i heard you were

about to gavel off my kin.

that won't be necessary now

since i'm here to claim them.

donavan, thank you for

taking such good care of them.

my lawyer.

he will explain all the

"whereas's" and "wherefore's."

tell them. tell them,

uh, why the kids are mine,

with no maybe's.

may it please the

court, i have an

order... what would

please this court...

is to see both of you rode

out of this town on a rail!

your honor, the law...

i don't need no checkered-pants

lawyer to tell me the law.

give me that!

all right, they're

yours, wintle.

get yourself and that

jackleg outta here before

i show you how contemptuous

this court can be.

yes, sir, reverend.

that gold's the most valuable shipment

ever entrusted to the butterfly line.

oh, my goodness gracious.

the most valuable shipment.

my word. and exactly how

much does this nugget weigh?

three hundred and fifty-six

pounds, without the crating.

now, uh, that's not quite as large

as the one they found in breckenridge.

still, that's a whole lot

of gold all in one piece.

oh, i assume you have a goodly

portion of men protectin' it.

we're bringin' in extra guards

from marysville tomorrow.

i see.

then you won't be making your

regular noon passenger run.

well, now... oh, fear

not, dear brother.

you're speaking to a

servant of the lord.

well, bein' a man of the

cloth, it can do no harm.

ahem.

they're takin' it out

as soon as the, uh,

bank closes at 4:00 tomorrow,

but they won't be goin'

by the regular route.

they'll be goin'

over china grade.

splendid. splendid idea.

why, i shouldn't imagine...

that they would encounter so much as

a horned frog on that old slag road.

my thinkin' precisely. uh,

reverend, could i buy you a drink?

oh, thank you, no,

sir. i never imbibe.

however, i would be happy to accept

this as a contribution for the poor.

bless you, brother. bless you.

well, charlie. charlie,

i seem to have, uh,

left my purse at the office.

i was, uh... ah. would you set

'em up for charlie and me there?

hi, dusty. howdy.

annulment papers.

homer says you can drop

'em off at the marysville

courthouse, but it'll

take two, three days.

we must have set

some kind of record.

yes.

well, you're finally

rid of 'em. what now?

well, i guess i'll

work my way east.

change of scenery,

change of luck, you know.

uh, dusty?

thanks for what you did.

we tried somethin'. it

didn't work, that's all.

well, good-bye.

bye. donavan?

you were a good father to those kids.

they couldn't have asked for better.

we got along.

well...

and, donavan?

- yeah?

i'm sorry i hit you in

the head with the spittoon.

a perfectly logical

misunderstanding.

and i'm sorry that i offered

you a drink in the saloon too.

well, it's a perfectly

logical misunderstanding.

well, i wouldn't make

that mistake again.

you wouldn't?

good luck, dusty.

how you expect to get

warm sittin' in front

of a fire that's

been out for two days?

aw, i don't know. i always

used to sit here for breakfast.

couldn't we build just

one little itty-bitty

fire? it don't seem

like home no more.

no! amos, i tell you.

we got big trouble.

we go in town to get

food, we get strung up.

if we stay here, we starve to death,

if we don't freeze to death first.

so what's it gonna be?

well... well, what if we went

down and told sheriff mccoy...

that we was real sorry and we

wasn't gonna rob banks anymore?

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