The Sun Shines Bright Page #4

Uncle Plez...take this key

and go to my chambers.

And look in my waste basket...

You'll find a brown jug there.

Bring it to me downstairs.

I gotta get my heart started.

Get goin', Pleasant!

Get goin'!

Yes, Judge, I'm flyin'!

I'd do anything for YOU, judge!

I know, boy...I know!

But you're too young to vote.

Du Liebe, bitte!

After tomorrow...

we all be out of office...

A new sheriff...

a new county physician...

a new dog-catcher...

And positively, a new circuit judge.

I wouldn't make any bets on that, Hermann.

How can you be...

...after the spectacle

you make of yourself...

...in front of the jail.

You didn't believe in what I did?!

Believe in it?!

Diese ehrliche Junge!

I would lay down my life

for the principles you've just defended.

I...of all people!

That's why I'm saying,

you should have deputised ME!

I'm not running for re-election.

And YOU have been seen entering

Mallie Cramp's establishment.

And YOU had gone fishing.

And where were YOU...

Mr Dog-catcher?

I'd 've been right up there with the judge,

if my wife hadn't hid my britches!

What departments I shall have

when you are all turned out of office!

12 Confederate veterans

in the 'Ladies Underwear'.

Judge...please may I speak...?

Won't you come in, Mrs Cramp.

You'll be more comfortable

in the living room.

Oh, the doctor.

I'm profoundly sorry.

I'm ordering a sign painter tomorrow.

"All goods in this store, half price"

"Owner going out of business"

Come right in, Mrs Cramp.

Make yourself comfortable.

Sit down...sit down!

Mrs Cramp...what can I do

to serve you?

That poor little thing!

Just before she passed away...

I HAD to come to you, Judge!

Because you're a GOOD man.

Every time they haul me in to court

to fine me...

You always show me a chair

and call me Ms Cramp.

That poor little thing

was a GOOD woman, Judge.

But she just sort of let life

get the upper hand.

She was born here...

...and she wanted

to be buried here.

I promised her on her deathbed...

...she'll have a funeral...

...in a church...

...with flowers.

And the sun streamin' through

a pretty window on her coffin.

And a hearse, with plumes...

...and some hacks.

And a preacher to read The Bible.

And folks there in church

to pray for her soul.

Have you done been

to a preacher, yet, ma'am?

Well, I daren't...I just daren't.

It would ruin him.

It would ruin ANY preacher!

It would ruin ANY man.

I know I shouldn't 've come here, Judge...

Seein' as how you're mixed up

in the election tomorrow.

Why, ma'am...

Politics never even entered my head!

There ain't any worry

about money.

I'm able...

I'm plenty able!

And I promised that poor little thing...

I'd provide it all!

Then worry no more, Mrs Cramp.

The Lord will provide.

Jeff...get me some of my medicine.

Got to get my heart

started again.

Tilly Mae...I do declare

you're the prettiest girl at the party.

Lorelle...you're the prettiest girl

at the party.

Good evening gentlemen...

Nice fresh strawberries, right here.

Nice and fresh this morning.

Delicious...right off the mouth.

Upon my honour, ladies...

These eyes of mine have never feasted

on more unrivalled beauty.

But it is election eve...

...and I shall desist from

further eulogies of the fair sex...

...lest you deem me insincere.

Lemonade!

I'm not in politics...

...but must drink a bucket

of lemonade.

Hermann...I dread it

as much as you do.

Judge...you-all must be losin' your mind...

...if you think them temperance women

are gonna vote for US.

After all them barrels of liquor

we've drunk.

Don't you know there are 200 temperance women

in this county, who control 200 votes!?

Why does a woman work for temperance?

Because she's tired of liftin'

that besotted mate of hers

off the floor every Saturday night...

And puttin' him on the sofa,

so he won't catch cold.

Lemonade!

Tonight we're for temperance.

For the cause!

Have yourself the little cloves.

And chew them...

chew them hard!

We're going to that festival tonight,

smelling like a hot mince pie.

Are they right, Miss Lucy Lee...

...you not being in your party dress

and going to that festival?

I say it ain't right!

Dagblast it!...I asked her to go.

There should be a young man...

...ein schne Junge!

Carrying 'blumen'...

a bouquet of roses!

There should be cold Rheinwein!

And Strauss waltzes...

And on the long way home...

kisses in the shadow of an archway!

Like the Cinderserella!

Daddy Lake asked me to go, but...

Really Uncle Billy...I...

I just don't feel like it.

Will you excuse me?

Giddup!

Judge!...Someone can make that boy a man,

with all his wildness.

Do I hear a motion to that effect?

I so move!

Second the motion!

It's been made and seconded...

All in favour, say "aye".

Answer is...

...the motion's carried.

Here you are!

Drinking your lemonade!

Politicians!

I'm not in politics.

But you, the "Circus" Judge!

The County Physician!

The Sheriff!

The Mr Dogcatcher...

Why don't you go in

and see the ladies?...

Kissing their hands...

Paying compliments...

And getting their votes!

Women don't vote!

And the cadets are too young.

Besides...

My feet hurt.

Running for judge,

and his feet hurts!

What's worrying me, is where is

that young rascal with Lucy Lee?

If you'd have let me whamp him

with this sword...

He's be here by now,

or I'd have both of his ears cut off.

I go back to my lemonade...

That lemonade comes only

out of my ears yet!

Well...Lucy Lee...

I declare...

You're the prettiest girl at the party!

Thank you Mrs Ratchitt.

Gentlemen...

Miss Lucy Lee...and Ashley Corwin...

It's a beautiful sight...

Come, come quick!

Comrades...on this auspicious occasion...

I propose a toast!

A toast to the anti-liquor...

Brother Finney!

Comrade Finney!

What's in the jug?

Refreshment!

I want to thank you for coming by...

and asking me...

And for that other kindness.

You're a...

...a brave girl.

You're the brave one...

...for what you did last night.

And you guessed it.

I went in there

and showed my face...

...and danced, and pretended

I was having a good time...

Thank you, Ashby.

Daddy...please take me home.

I've a mind to horsewhip you, boy!

Buck Ramsey...

When the girl came to,

she identified him.

I told you so!

Them dad-blasted fool bloodhounds!

Watch out, sheriff!

Burn him!

Mindy!

After him boys.

Boss Ashby...go get him!

Ah! Das ist das schnst...das arme, arme Mdchen!

Good shootin', comrade.

Saves the trial.

It's a great and glorious day

for Kentucky!

Where no longer...

No longer can an empty sleeve...

...or a gimpy knee...

...serve as a blanket

to smother the progress...

...of the 20th century.

And when no longer...

...no longer my...

My worthy opponent!

Who can it be?

If anybody was dead,

I'd be the first to know it.

No decent woman will ever speak

to Billy Priest, from now on!

No, I don't suppose they will.

Man...the judge sure ain't gonna get elected, now!

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