The Good Guys and the Bad Guys Page #4

you're a sight!

Listen, Jim Boy,

could you stop at the Emporium and...

You buy your own damn perfume!

Right you are, right you are, Jim Boy.

Retired? Jim Boy! Jim Boy's been retired.

What'd they do, throw you out

for some fancy-pants young dandy?

- Come on, move.

- So that's it, ain't it?

After all those years,

they give you a gold watch

and a pat on the back

and a kick in the ass, didn't they?

They say there's no honor among thieves.

Look.

What's happened makes no difference

as far as you're concerned.

You're my job, badge or no badge.

Now mount up.

Come tomorrow, I'm gonna

take you over to the county seat

and turn you over to the US Marshal.

Where to now?

You go back up on your mountain

and try to stay out of trouble.

- Yeah, but, Jim, you...

- Will you do like I said, Grundy?

Damn fool!

Just like you said, Waco,

train's due at 9:00 tomorrow morning.

You seen that new bank yet?

It's gonna take a ton of dynamite

to blow it.

That's why we ain't gonna try.

- I thought you told me the plan was...

- Plan's been changed.

We'll make our move at the depot when

they unload the money from the train.

And we hit them from all sides at once.

You two spread the word.

We'll meet at the depot in the morning.

Tell the boys

to stay out of trouble tonight.

Tuber.

One schooner. Hi.

That'd warm a man's bed on a cold night.

This thing is over,

I think I'll get me one just like her.

Why wait?

How about a drink, honey?

I don't drink with customers.

Deuce!

Waco don't want no trouble tonight.

Here we are.

- Here, let me help.

- Oh, that's all right.

Well, I'm pleased to know

there's one gentleman here, anyway.

James, are those really necessary?

- Yes, they are really necessary.

- Thank you anyway, ma'am.

It's all right.

- That's delicious.

- Really?

- As good as Mrs. McKay's?

- Mrs. McKay's?

You really believe there's a woman

fool enough to get hitched up

with the likes of that one?

James Flagg,

I'll ask you to mind your manners.

You may have your reasons

for behaving like this,

but as long as Mr. McKay

is a guest in my home,

I want him treated courteously.

Courteously?

- That thieving, low-down...

- James!

I'm sorry, Mr. McKay.

It just seems that some folks have

never really learned proper manners.

Thank you, ma'am. But I've...

I've learned to make allowances.

Well if there's anything else you'd like,

just call.

- Good night, ma'am. And thank you again.

- You're welcome.

Jim Boy, the sugar.

I'll take just a smidgen.

- Jim Boy?

- I'm a guest.

Just a smidgen.

Thank you.

- Mrs. McKay. That'll be the day.

- There was.

- Was what?

- A Mrs. McKay.

I don't believe it.

When could you've gotten married?

After the Red River job.

I was shot up pretty bad.

So I went up to Canada for a spell.

There was this woman...

So?

Forget it.

Well, who was she?

A Quaker gal.

You have got to be

the world's biggest liar.

Are you telling this straight?

A real fire and brimstone Quaker?

Well, if you're not lying,

how come you're not up there in Canada

with your wife?

She died.

The fever. Two days, it was all over.

Everything.

Any young'uns?

One. A boy.

It's been five years since I seen him.

- Who's taking care of him?

- His ma's kin.

Five years, that makes him almost 11.

How about you, did you ever get hitched?

Nope.

Never did.

- Billy, what are you doing up this late?

- I heard you talking.

It's you, Mr. McKay.

Beats me how you'd even know

who it is anymore.

Gosh, Mr. McKay,

I knew it was you the minute I saw you.

Jim's told me all about you.

Why, he says you're the most famous

train robber in the whole world.

Did you come to rob a train, Mr. McKay?

Don't you think you'd better

get back to bed, Billy?

Jim, do I have to?

Your ma catches you down here,

she's gonna tan all our hides. Now get.

Hey, Billy.

I'd consider it a favor

if you'd sell this poster to me.

Oh, no, sir.

Jim gave it to me for my scrapbook.

I could never sell it, not for anything.

I understand.

But here.

What ever happened to the rest of them,

the ones that didn't go to Red River?

They're gone. They're all gone.

Smiley was hung,

over Tulsa way a few years back.

Jessup was killed by

the Pinkertons on the Union Pacific.

Blanchard was shot

in a stud game over in Tombstone.

Doc Samuels put a bullet in his own head.

They're all gone.

- What about your bunch?

- The same. They're all dead.

Owens. Blake. Kincaid. Haggarty.

Even old Dawson.

Marshal Abilene?

Eyes got so bad

he couldn't hit a six-foot fence.

They still bushwhacked him.

Shot him in the back,

at night from an alley.

Back-shooting, bushwhacking...

That's all the young ones know nowadays.

They got no pride, they got no honor.

Just ain't no fun anymore.

You got a privy out back?

What do you mean, out back?

The name of this town is Progress.

We got one right here in the house.

- In the house?

- Yeah.

Right there under the stairs.

You gonna hold my hand?

Well, I'll be damned!

Grundy.

Well now, time sure ain't been

no enemy of yours.

- You look fine, Polly.

- Thanks.

Now what brings you to town?

Oh, I just figured I'd pay a visit,

see how civilization's coming along.

Ain't too encouraging.

Ralph, a glass of our worst for my friend.

You tired, boy?

Store-bought whiskey! Ain't got no kick.

She ain't too good to drink

with an old mule skinner.

Guess whatever women want,

you ain't got.

Yeah?

Watch.

Hey, I thought you didn't drink

with the customers.

That's right.

Well, what do you call this old rummy?

- Rummy?

- He's a friend.

Well, that's all I wanna be, honey.

Just a friend.

Why, you...

You just made a bad mistake, old man.

Don't. Drop it! Drop it!

You're a pushy one, ain't you?

Well, you're still young,

maybe you'll learn.

Thanks for the drink, Polly.

Old man!

Grundy!

Oh, Grundy.

Well, somebody get a doctor, hurry!

Polly, get me to Flagg.

It was a fair fight.

Fair fight?

He didn't have a chance.

Now it's your turn, mister!

- Polly, put the gun down.

- No!

I'll take that gun.

Come get it.

Thanks.

Anytime, Marshal.

I believe in law and order.

Come on, I'll help you get him to the jail.

There was a razor.

Oh, the hell with them.

Jim! Grundy!

Grundy, for the love of...

They're all over town.

I thought I told you to stay out of trouble.

I could have took him, Jim,

if he'd fought fair.

I could have took him.

Jim, I...

Jim, you're out-gunned.

There's nothing you can do about it,

short of taking on a dozen men

and getting yourself blasted

all the way to hell.

You got any bright ideas?

Going fishing sure does take

the miseries out of a man.

Gonna have to fix that, one of these days.

Once every fall

for 10 years you've said that.

Yeah, I guess.

It's cold.

- Let's go on inside, huh?

- I'll be along.

You'll just catch your death

standing out here.

I'll be along, Mary.

Jim, I know what's going

through your mind.

But please, don't do anything foolish.

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