The Shadow Riders Page #6

[horse snorting]

You boys

are in enough trouble.

You best

get out of the way.

Sorry, Sheriff,

can't do that.

We want Jack.

Now, I know why

you boys come down here.

I'm sorry for what happened

to your family,

but I got a job to do.

Jack Traven

is goin' back to Texas.

We're all goin' back to Texas.

Uncle Jack's ridin' with us.

You boys

busted your Uncle Jack

out of jail.

Now, I'm willin'

to let that slide.

You ain't got

no authority down here.

What'd he do anyway?

What'd he do?

This man's a horse thief,

a renegade,

a double-dealin',

lyin', womanizin'--

Womanizin'

ain't against the law.

Go on, tell 'em, Gillette,

how you been

settin' on your rump

for all these years,

all of a sudden

you start chasin' me

till I about

turned into raw meat.

You just been

runnin' loose too long.

There's more to it than that.

You tell them, or I will.

I'll carve

your tongue out, Jack.

You better tell us, Miles.

He's been after my wife.

[man snickering]

[man coughing]

That ain't all of it.

That wife of yours

has been chasin' me

for years,

and I just got

tired of runnin'.

I--I caught 'em together.

And I'm takin' him in.

You take one Traven,

you gotta take 'em all.

Sorry it had to come to this.

Maybe it doesn't have to.

Make you a trade, Sheriff.

Holiday Hammond

for "Black Jack" Traven.

Hammond's a big fish

compared to Uncle Jack.

Mean a lot more to you fellas

ridin' back into Texas

with Holiday Hammond in tow.

Been on the wanted list

almost 20 years.

(Jesse)

Most wanted man in Texas,

the way I hear it.

You boys got yourself

a trade.

You'd have loved Mexico City.

Maybe, but you'd

never have seen it alive.

Kate, I might have died

a happy man.

Jack Traven, I don't want

to ever see you

around Big Springs again.

Afraid you got no say

in the matter, Gillette.

See, I'm gonna be

the next sheriff

of Big Springs.

See you at the polls.

Give my regards to your wife.

[Jack laughing]

Jack Traven

for Holiday Hammond.

You boys sure did get

the best of that trade.

That's a matter of opinion.

Upsy-daisy.

Sorry.

[both laughing]

Got room for one more?

You mean

you're tradin' in your horse

for a wagon ride?

Yeah, well, I got somethin'

I want to ask you.

[Heather giggling]

Let's go home.

Giddyap!

[Heather and Sissy giggling]

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