The Ballad of Little Jo Page #2

WILL YOU:

BE COURTING HER?

NO.

YOU'RE MORE LIKE ME,

I THINK.

'CAUSE WE'RE

ALONE, MOSTLY.

MAYBE.

WELL, DUMP THA IN THE POT.

NOW, DON'T TELL ME

YOU'VE NEVER SMOKED?

NO, SIR.

IF I CARED TO KNOW...

I'D WONDER WHERE

YOU COME FROM.

MY FATHER:

SMOKED CIGARS.

SORT OF:

A RICH MAN, EH?

MMM.

NOW, DON' DRAW TOO HARD.

JUST A LITTLE:

AND TASTE IT.

THAT'S IT.

NOW, AS YOU SMOKE...

CLOSE YOUR EYES.

GO ON,

CLOSE YOUR EYES.

THINK ABOU YOUR FUTURE.

[MUSIC PLAYS]

ALL RIGHT,

YOU HARD-ROCK MINERS,

DROP THOSE:

PICKS AND AXES.

COME ON OUT,

YOU HARD-MAN MINERS!

WE GOT SOMETHING

BETTER FOR YOU.

OLD DUKE BILLY'S

COMING TO TOWN.

THAT'S RIGHT, GENTS,

COME ON OUT.

DROP THOSE PANS:

AND DROP THOSE PANTS.

COME ON OUT, GENTS.

THAT'S RIGHT, DROP THOSE PANS,

DROP THOSE PANTS.

COME ON OUT, BOYS.

COME DOWN FROM THE HILLS.

THAT'S RIGHT.

HEY, DROP THOSE AXES,

GET OFF YOUR ASSES.

GET OUT OF THOSE TENTS.

COME TAKE A LOOK A

WHAT DUKE BILLY:

HAS TO OFFER.

COME ON OUT AND MEET ELVIRA.

SHE CAN'T HEAR,

AND SHE CAN'T TALK.

COME AND SEE HER,

IT'S WORTH THE WALK.

[WHOOPING AND HOLLERING]

COME ON IN, GENTS.

BRING YOUR:

BOOTS AND BRITCHES.

HERE YOU GO,

MY PRETTY.

THAT'S A LLAMA,

FROM PERU.

[WHOOPING AND HOLLERING]

OH, BOY!

MARY, GO GET ME

A COUPLE OF RABBITS

AND A SACK:

OF BEANS, OK?

OK, EVERYBODY,

NOW, THAT'S ENOUGH.

NOW GET THAT HORSE

OUT OF MY SALOON.

GET HIM OUT!

HEY, JO.

HOW ABOUT A DRINK?

NO, THANKS, MR. BADGER.

HEY...

TONIGHT'S THE NIGH YOU'VE BEEN WAITING FOR.

I DON'T THINK SO.

THIS IS A RARE:

OPPORTUNITY, YOUNG MAN.

I'M SURE

YOU'RE RIGHT, SIR.

LITTLE JO, I THINK

YOU SHOULD RECONSIDER.

A MAN CAN GET DISEASES

HE DON'T DO IT REGULAR.

JACK WILKINS,

WHAT THE HELL:

ARE YOU DOING HERE?

SAME THING AS YOU,

FRANK.

BY GOD, IF YOU

LEFT MY SHEEP...

I LEFT THE DOG.

THEY'LL BE FINE

FOR A COUPLE OF DAYS.

YOU'RE

A SON OF A B*TCH!

I HAD ENOUGH.

DRIVE A MAN CRAZY

OUT THERE ALL ALONE.

SH*T!

MR. BILLY,

LOOK AT THIS.

THE WHOLE THING.

THE WHOLE THING, BU I GET NUMBER ONE.

ALL RIGHT, WHAT'S THE NAME,

THERE, WHAT'S THE NAME?

BIG NIGHT TONIGHT,

EH, JO?

MMM.

HEY, OVER HERE!

BADGER!

BADGER! BADGER!

B-A-D-G-E-R!

GODDAMN IT!

ALL RIGHT,

WHO'S NEXT HERE?

HEY, LITTLE JO,

I GOT SOMETHING:

I WANT TO SHOW YOU.

JO. YOU GOING?

ALL RIGHT, BOYS!

ALL RIGHT,

BOYS!

EVERYBODY SETTLE

DOWN, NOW!

ALL RIGHT!

NUMBER ONE:

IS BIG AL,

THE GOLD NUGGE MAN!

YAY! YAY!

HOORAY!

LET ME THROUGH,

BOYS!

SEE YOU LATER!

I GOT NUMBER 10!

[MUSIC PLAYING]

OH!

WHOO-HOO!

EEE-WHOO-HOO!

FRANK BADGER!

DEAR HELEN,

ARE YOU HOLDING MY LADDIE

CLOSE IN YOUR ARMS?

I THINK OF HIM:

CONSTANTLY.

I MISS YOU BOTH FIERCELY.

I'VE MADE IT OUT WES

AND DECIDED TO SETTLE

FOR A WHILE IN RUBY CITY.

IT IS REALLY FAR

FROM BEING A CITY.

TRULY, IT IS

A MINING CAMP:

WHICH MAY SOMEDAY

BECOME A TOWN.

BAD CHAD!

CHESTER ALBERT!

WOODRIDGE!

[KNOCK ON DOOR]

JO? JO? YOU

BETTER COME QUICK!

PERCY'S GONE CRAZY!

PERCY?

HURRY!

HE'S IN THERE.

HA HA HA HA HA!

HA HA HA HA HA!

AAH!

GOD, YOU'RE A WHORE!

GET OUT!

[GARBLED SHOUTING]

PERCY!

JO?

[CRYING]

[CRYING]

AW, TO HELL

WITH THIS CHOLA!

AAH!

GIVE ME THE GUN,

PERCY.

OHHH...

SHE WOULDN'T PUT I IN HER MOUTH.

LET'S GO HOME.

I DIDN'T GE MY TURN YET.

ANOTHER TIME, PERCY.

AAH!

[SOBBING]

YEAH, YOU--

YOU NEED A GOOD:

SHACKING, TOO, JO.

EVERYBODY THINKS

SOMETHING'S WRONG

WITH YOU.

YOU ROTTEN:

SON OF A B*TCH!

GET HIM OUT OF HERE!

GE THAT BLOODY ASSASSIN

OUT OF HERE NOW!

[HORSE NEIGHS]

[COUGH COUGH]

MR. BADGER?

WHAT?

HAVE YOU HIRED:

ANOTHER SHEEPHERDER YET?

NOW, WHEN WOULD

I HAVE DONE THAT?

JOBS SEEM TO BE:

PRETTY SCARCE.

I FIGURED SOMEONE

WOULD'VE JUMPED AT IT.

NO ONE JUMPS:

AT SPENDING A WINTER

IN A LINE CAMP.

WHAT'S THAT, SIR?

OH, THAT'S WHERE

THERE'S NO ONE BUT YOU,

A DOG, AND SOME SHEEP

FOR FOUR MONTHS:

OF THE WORST ALONE

AT THE FURTHEST EDGE

OF ANY SHEEP LAND.

I'D LIKE THE JOB, SIR.

WHAT DO YOU KNOW

ABOUT SHEEP?

WHAT DO YOU KNOW

ABOU:

SURVIVING:

THROUGH THE WINTER

IN THESE--

IN THESE MOUNTAINS?

NOTHING.

WELL, YOU CAN...

YOU CAN LEARN:

ABOUT SHEEP.

I BELIEVE SO, SIR.

DO YOU HAVE:

ANY IDEA WHAT...

THAT KIND:

OF ALONENESS:

WILL DO TO A MAN?

HUH? DRIVE

MOST OF 'EM CRAZY.

I BELIEVE:

IT'LL SUIT ME, SIR.

MAYBE IT WILL.

I BEEN TRYING:

TO FIGURE YOU OU

SINCE YOU GOT HERE.

MAYBE YOU'RE ONE

OF THOSE STRANGE ONES

THA CAN'T STAND COMPANY.

THAT WOULD BE HARD

FOR YOU TO UNDERSTAND

SINCE YOU CAN'T SEEM TO GE ENOUGH COMPANY...SIR.

ALL RIGHT.

YOU GOT ONE MONTH

TILL FULL WINTER

SETS IN.

JUST DO ME:

A FAVOR--

IF YOU CAN' HANDLE IT,

YOU COME:

AND TELL ME.

DON'T JEOPARDIZE

MY FLOCK.

I PAY DOUBLE WAGES

THROUGH THE WINTER.

HERE'S TWO MONTHS

IN ADVANCE.

YOU GET THE RES IN THE SPRING.

WELL,

MY WIFE'S WAITING.

I DIDN'T KNOW

YOU HAD A WIFE.

'COURSE I DO.

I GOT EIGHT KIDS,

TOO.

NO SHORTAGE:

OF COMPANY.

HERE'S SOME MILK.

OHHH...

FOR YOU.

THANK YOU.

YOU'RE WELCOME.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

NO?

HERE YOU GO.

JO!

THEY RODE IN:

THIS MORNING.

THEIR HOMESTEAD'S SOUTH

OF BADGER'S SHEEP LAND.

I TOLD THEM:

YOU'D GUIDE THEM OUT.

OK.

THIS IS JO. HE'LL

GUIDE YOU OUT THERE.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

HOMESTEAD?

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

HOMESTEAD?

GUIDE?

I'LL TRY TO GET YOU THERE.

HOMESTEAD.

HOMESTEAD.

YES, SIR.

HOMESTEAD.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

GOOD-BYE, JO.

HOPE I SEE YOU:

NEXT SPRING.

BYE, MARY.

BYE.

BYE.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[JO]

THIS IS IT.

HOMESTEAD?

YES.

YOUR HOMESTEAD.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

HELLO, SWEET LASS.

FOR ME?

THANK YOU.

I'LL TAKE HER WITH

ME FOR THE WINTER,

AND I'LL BRING HER

BACK IN THE SPRING.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

BYE.

[WOLVES HOWLING]

COME ON.

YEAH?

COME ON.

THAT'S RIGHT.

YES.

YES.

[WOLF HOWLS]

[WHIMPERS]

[WOLF HOWLS]

[SHEEP BLEATS]

[GROWLING]

[SHEEP BLEATING]

[DOG SCRATCHES

AT DOOR]

[DOG WHIMPERS]

[SHEEP BLEATING]

[WOLVES HOWLING]

[CROW CAWS]

[CROW CAWS]

[CAWING]

[CLICK]

[SHEEP BLEATING]

[CRIES]

[SHEEP BLEATS]

[ANIMAL CRIES]

[SHEEP BLEATING]

[GROWLING]

[GUNSHOT]

[WHIMPERS]

COME ON!

WHOO! WHOO! WHOO!

WHOO! WHOO!

WHOO! WHOO! WHOO!

[FIDDLE PLAYING]

WHAT A FINE HOUSE.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

MY MOTHER SAYS:

THANK YOU.

YOU'RE WELCOME.

HEY! LITTLE JO!

LITTLE JO MONAGHAN,

YOU'RE BACK.

WOW. YOU GO A CLEAN SHIRT.

YEAH. WE GO A LAUNDRY NOW.

I CHARGE A DOLLAR

A SHIRT,

$8.00 FOR A DOZEN.

SEEMS LIKE A LOT,

BUT THAT'S

THE GOIN' PRICE.

FOR THOSE WHO:

WANT TO BE CLEAN,

THEY DON'T MIND

PAYIN'.

TRY GETTIN'

A NEW SHIR:

IN THESE PARTS.

THANK YOU,

MRS. DUPRE.

TODAY IS MARY'S WEDDING.

COME ON.

MARY?

OH, YOU DIDN'T KNOW.

I'M SORRY, JO.

WHO'S SHE MARRYING?

WELL, THIS FELLA--

UH, MR. BROWN--

HE WAS PASSING:

THROUGH TOWN,

AND HE'S GOT A SPREAD

DOWN IN TEXAS,

AND THEY'RE LEAVING

RIGHT AFTER THE WEDDING.

WE ARE GATHERED:

HERE TODAY:

IN THE SIGHT OF GOD

TO JOIN TOGETHER

LUCAS AND MARY:

IN HOLY MATRIMONY.

IF ANYONE HERE KNOWS

OF ANY REASON:

WHY THESE TWO:

SHOULD NOT BE MARRIED,

LET THEM SPEAK NOW

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