This Is My Affair Page #4

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Yes, Id like to see some watch fobs.

Yes, sir! I have some pretty ones

right here.

Here we are sir.

That's nice, how much is it?

$9.

But it's real gold.

Alright, I'll take it.

Would you like it in a box, sir?

Yes, please.

Thank you.

Hey... those are nice!

- Could I see them?

- Yes sir.

I'll take care of that, Turney.

Put 'em up!

- No!

- Put em up!

Now just be quiet and everything

will be alright.

Stop! Stop him...

I've been robbed!

Bat!... I want to talk to you,

right now.

Come on in the office.

What's up?

Plenty!

Hi ya, Doc.

Well, Doc?

It ain't fair, Bat!

This town's been pretty good

to you boys.

Let you do just about

as you please.

Well, what's eating ya?

You're gettin' paid plenty for it,

ain't ya?

That's got nothin' to do with it!

The agreement was as long you left

this town alone, the town would leave YOU alone.

Now, if that ain't good enough for you

and you wanna get tough...

We can get tough, too!

Well, light somewhere...

whatever you driving at?

The Conheim job... that's what!

Conheim? Who's that?

The Conheim jewellery store

has been robbed.

A whole tray-load

of diamonds gone.

Well what's it to us if some greenhorn

pulls a stickup?

Sure Doc, it couldn't have been

one of the regulars.

Maybe not.

But if you like the climate here

and you want to keep this place open...

You better find out who it was.

Them diamonds gotta be back

by morning.

You got bats in your belfry!

- We don't do things like that!

- Don't gimme none of your argument!

This is a clean town

and we're gonna keep it that way.

Besides you know that Conheim's

the mayor's brother-in-law.

When did this happen, Doc?

Tonight, about 8 o'clock.

Any description of the fellow?

Not much, just a $10 bill

he left to pay for a watch fob.

From The First State Bank

in Cheyenne.

- Cheyenne? - Hey, that's...

- Shut up!

Doc, supposing you come back

in a couple of hours...

Maybe we can find out

something by then.

You'd better... I've always

played fair with YOU.

I don't want any hard feelings.

But I got myself to think about.

Sure I understand. We've all

got our reputations to think about.

You said it!

Well, Lil, looks like your friend

has got over his jitters.

Why didn't you tell the Doc

who did it?

Bat, you don't know it was Joe

for sure.

Jock... suppose you run over

to the hotel

and tell Mr Patrick

I'd like to see him for a minute.

But you can't push this on him.

Just a little friendly talk!

I'll be right back!

What are you going to do?

What difference

does that make to you?

I'm crazy about him.

How long has this been going on?

Ever since I met him.

Does he feel the same way?

It's alright with me kid,

if that's what you want.

Do you mean that, Bat?

Sure. Why not?

I wish I could make Jock

see it that way.

Well, you stick around.

I'll have a talk with Patrick...

and maybe I can fix things up.

Will you, Bat?!

I said "maybe".

Hello, Lil.

Bat.

Sit down, Mr Patrick.

Make yourself at home.

Thanks.

A Lillian Russel?

Sure... with pleasure.

Try one of mine... a firm in Havana

makes 'em up special for me.

Thanks. How about a little drink?

Anything you say.

This ought to fix you up alright.

What's it all about?

Now don't get nervous...

take it easy.

We're all friends around here.

Did you get rid of those

Cheyenne bills yet?

Not yet.

Know anybody that'll handle them

for me?

I might.

You're kinda hard up aren't you?

No... I'll get along.

Not stickin' up jewellery stores

in this town, you won't.

Sit down, will ya!

Don't waste any more time.

Let me give it to 'im!

Keep it!

Alright Patrick... fork 'em over.

Don't you know this sort of stuff

won't bring 10 cents on the dollar?

I notice you grabbed it quick enough

when you found out where it was.

Shut your trap. We don't want any

of that trash around here.

This stuff goes back

where it came from.

Alright... what happens now?

Suppose we were to forget all about

this little trick,

and let you in on some easy money.

What do you mean, "easy money"?

Oh... helping me with a few little odd jobs

around here.

While Jock is thinking up

some new jokes.

Hey... you ain't figurin' on usin' him

around here, are ya?

We can use somebody around here

with a little brains

that can keep their mouth shut

and stay out of arguments.

You ain't bringin' HIM in...

while I've somethin' to say about it.

- I'd sooner see him rot in the gutter!

- Shut up!

Alright Patrick, what do you say?

I don't know...

I've always worked alone.

Lotta dough in it.

Not so many chances.

It smells fishy to me.

First this guy here socks me in the chin...

you frisk me...

and now you want me

to join up.

No thanks.

If I wanted company,

I'd have joined 'The Elks'.

I don't go off half-cocked, Patrick.

Here's a little dough.

Put it in your pocket.

Go outside and buy yourself a drink...

take a look around.

Take a squint at that new act

they brought in from Chicago.

Think it over.

I'll see you later.

Sure.

I'll think it over.

I'll give 'im somethin'

to think over!

If he wants to play ball with me,

I can use him.

If he doesn't, we've always got him

where we want him.

What?

Stickin' up a jewellery store

is against the law, ain't it?

Besides, Doc might like someone

he could make an example of.

Yes!... I didn't think of that!

Bat, you aren't going to turn him over

to the bulls, are you?

He had his chance.

But you wouldn't do anything like that...

you promised me.

Why that dirty little crook...

After all the trouble we've had in

trying to keep this place straight.

We'll show the smart-alecs they can't come here

and get away with that sort of thing in St Paul.

Hey!... Where are you going?

Leave her alone!

Joe!

Oh, hello!... Come on... sit down.

- Joe, you've got to do it!

- Sure. What?

Come in with Bat like he said.

He send you out here to say that?

You know he didn't.

Alright... what's the game...

What's this all about?

I don't know exactly, but...

They'll turn you over to the police

for that holdup, if you don't.

It's a fine pair of pals you've got.

I know... they're only thinking

of themselves.

If I beat it, they'll put

the cops on my trail.

If I stay here, I'll probably get

Jock's knife in my back.

The only thing to do

is to get in with them.

Doesn't look like I got much

choice in the matter, does it?

You only have to stay

until this blows over.

It may not be such a bad idea

at that.

First place, I could see a lot more

of you... openly I mean.

It'll work out...

I know it will.

I'm beginning to believe you meant

what you said about liking me.

You know I do.

You're the first on in my whole life

that I felt like this about.

I guess we're a lot alike...

deep down, you and me.

You mean that?

Go and tell Bat that I'm in.

Then come back here...

I got a thousand things to tell you

before I wet my whistle.

That telegram with the numbers

just came from the east.

I'm gonna be in Madison's

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