The Ballad of Little Jo Page #3

OR FOREVER:

HOLD HIS PEACE.

LUCAS, DO YOU TAKE MARY,

HERE PRESENT,

FOR YOUR LAWFUL WIFE?

WILL YOU LOVE HER

AND HONOR HER:

AND CHERISH HER:

AS LONG AS YOU:

BOTH SHALL LIVE?

I WILL.

MARY. DO YOU TAKE

LUCAS, HERE PRESENT,

TO BE:

YOUR LAWFUL HUSBAND?

WILL YOU LOVE HIM

AND HONOR HIM AND OBEY HIM

AS LONG AS:

YOU BOTH SHALL LIVE?

I WILL.

LUCAS, PLEASE

GIVE MARY THE RING.

BY THE POWER:

VESTED IN ME:

BY THE UNITED STATES,

I PRONOUNCE YOU:

MAN AND WIFE.

[CLAPPING]

YAY!

YAY!

CONGRATULATIONS, MARY.

WE'RE GOING

TO MISS YOU, MARY.

YOU'LL HAVE TO GIVE ME

MY HAIRCUTS NOW.

HA HA HA!

YOU GOT QUITE A CATCH

THERE, FELLA.

HELLO, PERCY.

I DIDN'T THINK YOU'D

SURVIVE THROUGH WINTER.

I LOVE I OUT THERE ALONE.

UH-HUH.

OH, A LETTER

CAME FOR YOU.

ABOUT TWO MONTHS AGO.

BOYS, A TOAS

TO THE MOST BEAUTIFUL

LASS IN THESE MOUNTAINS--

MY MARY AND:

HER HUSBAND LUCAS.

HEAR!

All:
HEAR!

THANKS, LADS.

CONGRATULATIONS,

MARY.

GOODBYE, HONEY.

WE'LL MISS YOU, MARY.

SO LONG, MARY.

OH,

POOR LITTLE JO.

HA HA!

UH-OH!

LOOKEE HERE, BOYS--

LITTLE JO'S

GOT A GUN!

OHHH!

OOH!

HA HA!

LET ME SEE THAT.

UH-OH!

UH-OH!

"DEAR SISTER,

I HAVE LAIN AWAKE NIGHTS

"PICTURING YOU

IN YOUR WILD WANDERINGS

"WITH YOUR BOY PRESSED

TIGHTLY IN MY ARMS.

"I HAVE PRAYED

TO A MERCIFUL GOD

TO KEEP YOU SAFE

AND UNHARMED."

YOU READ IT?

YES.

YOU MADE A FOOL OU OF ME, JOSEPHINE.

I DIDN'T INTEND

TO DO THAT, PERCY.

I TOOK YOU IN:

THINKING:

YOU WERE SUCH:

A PATHETIC BOY.

I WAS GOING TO MAKE

A MAN OUT OF YOU.

YOU TAUGHT ME:

A LOT, PERCY.

YOU GAVE ME GUIDANCE.

YOU HELPED ME:

LEARN TO SURVIVE.

BUT YOU'RE A FEMALE.

AND A WHORE AT THAT,

IF I UNDERSTOOD:

THAT LETTER CORRECTLY.

MMM! MMM!

AAH!

AAH!

AAH!

OH, NO!

AAH! AAH!

[CLICK]

DID YOU EVER:

KILL A MAN?

I'LL NEVER FORGE THAT WOMAN'S FACE

AS LONG AS I LIVE.

OH, IS THAT WHA HAPPENED TO YOU?

NO.

[COUGH]

OH!

I'VE BEEN THINKING

OF LEAVING...

JOSEPHINE.

EVER SINCE THAT NIGHT...

NO ONE SAYS ANYTHING,

BUT I'VE SEEN THE LOOK

ON THEIR F--SO...

I'LL GO.

BUT I HAVEN' GOT A PENNY,

SO YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE

TO FINANCE MY MOVE.

OR ELSE I'LL TELL THEM

THE TRUTH:

ABOUT MYSTERIOUS

LITTLE JO.

THEY WONDER ABOUT YOU.

THEY'LL NEVER FORGIVE YOU.

AND THAT KIND OF STORY

SPREADS LIKE WILDFIRE.

IT'LL BE ALL OVER

THE WEST BY SUMMER.

YOU WON'T HAVE

NOWHERE TO GO.

I'LL KEEP MY PROMISE,

JOSEPHINE.

IF YOU DON'T, PERCY...

I'LL FIND YOU...

AND I WILL KILL YOU.

[CLICK]

"DEAR SISTER,

I HAVE LAIN AWAKE NIGHTS

"PICTURING YOU

IN YOUR WILD WANDERINGS

"WITH YOUR BOY PRESSED

TIGHTLY IN MY ARMS.

"I HAVE PRAYED

TO A MERCIFUL GOD

"TO KEEP YOU SAFE

AND UNHARMED.

"WHEN I THINK OF ALL

MY COMFORTS AND LUXURIES,

"AND THEN

OF MY JOSEPHINE:

"SLEEPING BY NIGH ON A BLANKE

"AND TRAVELING BY DAY

"WITH THAT CROWD

OF ROUGH MEN AND UNCOUTH WOMEN

"YOU DESCRIBED

IN YOUR LETTER,

"I FEEL I CANNOT BEAR IT.

"I'M GLAD YOU DECIDED

TO STAY IN ONE PLACE,

"ALTHOUGH THE CAMP

SOUNDS SO AWFUL.

"STILL, I KNOW

WHERE TO FIND YOU.

"YOUR BOY IS SITTING

ON THE FLOOR BESIDE ME.

"HE HAD A SLIGHT COLD

BUT IS QUITE WELL NOW.

"I HARDLY KNOW HOW

TO LIVE WITHOUT HIM.

"I ALSO AM WELL AND STILL

LONGING FOR YOUR RETURN.

"IT TAKES SO LONG

FOR A LETTER TO REACH ME,

"THAT I HOPE YOU WILL NOT DELAY

IN ANSWERING THIS ONE.

"YOUR LAST LETTER

WAS SUCH A COMFORT.

"GOOD-BYE FOR NOW

WITH LOTS OF LOVE

FROM HELEN."

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

ORANGE.

ORANGE.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

MMM!

MMM.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

MOTHER ASKS IF YOU'LL

STAY FOR SUPPER.

THANK YOU.

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

IT'LL BE GOOD

TO HAVE COMPANY,

ESPECIALLY:

WITH FATHER GONE

TRADING ALL WEEK.

[SPEAKING

RUSSIAN]

NOW WHAT IS IT?

HERE YOU ARE.

I QUIT, FRANK.

WHAT ARE YOU:

TALKING ABOUT?

I QUIT.

GOT A HOMESTEAD,

AND THIS'LL PAY

FOR THE FLOCK.

YOU DIRTY LITTLE

SON OF A B*TCH.

FRANK...

YOU KNOW NICK.

SURE.

HE'LL KNOW EVERYTHING

ABOUT SHEEP HERDING

WHEN I'M FINISHED

WITH HIM.

DO I HAVE ANY SAY-SO

IN THIS?

HE'S A GOOD,

HARD WORKER.

NO, I GUESS I DON'T.

MR. BADGER.

SO I BOUGHT THE LAND

JUST PAST YOURS:

ON THE WEST.

NEAR THE RIVER.

THAT'S RIGHT.

I HAD MY EYE:

ON THAT LAND.

BUT I'M GLAD

YOU BOUGHT I:

INSTEAD OF THA:

GODDAMN WESTERN:

CATTLE COMPANY.

WHO ARE THEY?

COUPLE OF EASTERN

SPECULATORS.

THEY BOUGH:

FOR RAISING CATTLE.

THERE ARE NO CATTLE

AROUND HERE.

THERE WILL BE.

SHEEP AND CATTLE

DON'T MIX.

NO, THEY DON'T.

NO. THEY DON'T.

WELL...HELL.

I'M GOING TO

MISS YOU, JO,

BUT WE'LL BE

NEIGHBORS.

DON'T CROWD ME,

FRANK.

LITTLE JO, YOU ARE

THE UNFRIENDLIEST FELLA

I EVER MET...

AND FRANKLY...

QUITE PECULIAR.

YEEEEEE-HAW!

WHEN YOU FINISH:

MOVING THOSE,

I WANT YOU TO DO

SOME THINGS IN HERE,

SO CHECK WITH ME.

WELL, IT'S COMING ALONG,

BUT IT'S TAKING

A LONG TIME, ISN'T IT?

IT'S STANDING UP

REAL NICE, SIR.

[HOOFBEATS]

[ANGRY SHOUTING]

GONNA HANG YOU,

YOU THIEVING CHING, YOU!

COMING AROUND HERE,

TRYING TO TAKE:

OUR WORK FROM US!

YOU BASTARD! YOU'RE GONNA

TO GO TO HELL!

COME ON, NOW!

GET A HANGING ORDER!

HEY! WHOA--

LET HIM GO, FRANK.

NOW...JO...

THE FELLA HAD THE NERVE

TO WALK INTO RUBY CITY

LOOKING FOR WORK

LIKE A FREE WHITE MAN.

WE'RE SICK OF THESE

SLANT-EYED SON OF A B*TCHES

STEALING OUR JOBS.

HE'S JUST TRYING

TO EAT.

JO, YOU'RE

A RIGHTEOUS:

SON OF A B*TCH.

YOU'RE ALWAYS

OPPOSING ME.

I'M NOT OUT TO OPPOSE YOU,

FRANK. WE JUST DON'T AGREE.

DON'T YOU EVER

HAVE ANY FUN?

WE DON'T AGREE

ON WHAT'S FUN, EITHER.

BY GOD, THAT'S FOR SURE!

LET HIM DOWN,

YOU FOOL.

HE AIN'T A MAN,

HE'S A CELESTIAL

HEATHEN.

THEY'RE ALL RAVISHERS

AND OPIUM SMOKERS.

CUT HIM DOWN, FRANK.

WHOA!

DON'T SHOOT.

ALL RIGHT, JO,

ALL RIGHT.

WE WAS JUST HAVING

A LITTLE FUN.

WHO'S GONNA

FEED HIM, JO?

WHAT ARE YOU:

TALKING ABOUT?

I'M SAYING YOU SHOULD

HIRE HIM, LITTLE JO.

WHAT?

IF I LET HIM GO,

HE'S PROBABLY GONNA

STARVE TO DEATH:

'CAUSE THERE'S NO WORK

AROUND HERE FOR NO CHINAMAN...

OR HE'LL MOVE ON

AND TAKE SOME JOB AWAY

FROM SOME WHITE MAN...

UNLESS, OF COURSE,

YOU HIRE HIM:

TO COOK:

AND KEEP HOUSE.

YOU ARE A DRUNKEN

PAIN IN THE ASS.

HIS DEATH'S

ON YOUR HANDS, JO.

I DON'T NEED A COOK!

IT'S NICE HAVIN' A HOT MEAL

READY WHEN YOU GET HOME.

MY COOKING'S FINE.

TOO LONELY OUT THERE.

YOU NEED COMPANY!

I DON'T WANT COMPANY!

YOU'LL GO CRAZY

WITHOUT IT!

I'VE SEEN I HAPPEN TO MEN...

AND IT WORRIES ME!

WHO ASKED YOU:

TO WORRY ABOUT ME?

I CAN'T HELP IT.

I CAN'T AFFORD A COOK.

YOU CAN AFFORD HIM!

WHAT'S YOUR NAME?

TINMAN WONG.

YOU CAN AFFORD:

TINMAN WONG.

CAN'T HE?

YEAH!

DAMN RIGHT!

CAN'T HE?

I THOUGHT THE MEAL

WAS SUPPOSED TO BE READY

WHEN I GOT HOME.

I DID NOT KNOW:

WHAT TIME.

TOMORROW:

IT WILL BE READY.

NEEDS PEPPER.

YES, MR. JO.

YOU MOVE THINGS:

AROUND IN HERE?

PERHAPS.

BY MISTAKE:

WHILE CLEANING.

PUT 'EM BACK

WHERE THEY WERE.

YES, MR. JO.

RETIRE OUTSIDE:

AFTER SUPPER.

I LIKE MY PRIVACY.

I LEFT YOU SOME MENDING.

YES, MR. JO.

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