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fellow named Pullman...

that just invented a new kind

of bunk that folds up like this.

(Dick) Curiosity

killed a cat once, Jeff.

You'd better say good night.

Why? You leaving? No.

But you are. This is Mollie's

place, and she told you to get out.

Hold your yelps, all of you.

Never in me whole life have I

seen two such outrageous fortunes.

Sit down, Jeff, and look

what's in store for you.

The little leaves, all

crooked and helter-skelter.

Now, they tell you of life

and love and hope and grieving.

Will the tea leaves tell me

everything that's in this car, Mollie?

No.

(Mollie) No, they...

They're warning you to get moving...

or you'll be taking the long

journey on a one-way ticket.

What do you see in mine?

(Dick) A girl with Irish eyes?

About your size?

No, I see two horns and a pointed tail.

I feel that cold witches' wind, Mollie.

How about some wood on the fire?

Don't let your hand slip, bucko.

That's your second mistake, Dick.

What was the first? Sending for help.

What are you waiting for,

Dick? Let him have it.

Dick, wait.

Will you...

Will you look at this now?

This circle in your cup here.

Does it look like a noose? No.

It looks like a ring.

A wedding ring? Well,

now, maybe it does...

but let's not be talking about

it until after Jeff is gone.

Does it look like this one, that was made

for the third finger of your left hand?

Why...

If this prying troubleshooter

ever gets out of me house...

I'll tell you, it's... It's yes.

Mollie.

Dick's been with me all evening

waiting to plight me his troth.

Dick's been with you? Yes.

Now, will you please go home?

Or are you waiting to

see it sealed with a kiss?

[laughing]

Did you hear that, bucko? Yes.

I heard it.

I'll be on me oath there's

no money here but $6.70...

in the cash drawer, and I'm

keeping Monahan's savings...

sewn up in the mattress.

Will you swear to that by

the little cross you wear?

Yes, I...

I must have lost it.

But I swear by what's

dear on this earth...

and by all the love that's in me...

and...

Please go, Jeff, there's

nothing in this car you want.

I guess that's right.

[Mollie sobbing]

Mollie, my darling, you were glorious.

Me heart's still

jigging on me back teeth.

Where'd you hide it? Me heart?

No, I know where that

is. I mean the pay sack.

The pay sack?

Now what would I be

doing with a pay sack?

Quit the blarney and turn it

over while you're still able.

Threaten a Monahan, would you? If

I knew, I wouldn't be telling you!

[chuckling] Don't hurt him, Mollie.

All right now, clear

out, the both of you.

Tell Campeau I'll be there pronto.

Maybe I'd better stay

and help you with it.

I carried it quite a

way without your help.

Out.

[sniffling]

[sighing]

First it's me heart,

and now it's me knees.

Where does Monahan keep his

Rule G? On top of the shelf.

How long will it take you to pack?

Why did you do it, Dick?

We've a lifetime together

to talk about that.

Suppose we find out first...

if they've got lakes in

Ireland the color of your eyes?

Take off your sweet lip

and say what you're meaning.

Or if you'd rather stay in America...

there's New York, St.

Louis, San Francisco.

And there's General Casement's

car across the tracks.

What do you mean? Back it

goes. Every penny of it.

I'll not be helping you rob the railroad

that's been mother and son to me.

You're crazy, Mollie.

Do you know what there is in that sack?

Champagne and carriages

and pretty dresses...

and a good time for

the rest of our lives.

There's nearly $200,000 in cash.

Use your wits, man.

Do you think you could

travel one mile with it now?

Jeff Butler suspicions you. The

whole railroad will be after you.

The only chance of saving your

neck is to return it yourself.

Me? You.

Or you'll be dancing with your feet off

the ground, and that's not a pretty sight.

Not for a bride on her wedding day.

I love you, Mollie.

I believe you do.

But there'll be no talk of a

wedding till you've done as I say.

It's the first time I've ever

discarded aces for a queen.

Where's the money? You're sitting on it.

Nobody knew the money was on that

train but you, Casement, and myself.

And Campeau.

How did he find out? I don't know.

Campeau's partner is a close

friend of yours, isn't he?

He was.

I want that payroll, Butler.

(Reed) Or I want your resignation.

Good evening, gentlemen.

'Tis sorry I am to be interrupting

you, General, but this belongs to you.

To me? What is it? The payroll.

The payroll? The payroll? What?

Where'd you get it?

'Twas like this, I was...

Wait. How did you know it was

the payroll? By the bullet holes.

I wasn't shooting as badly as I thought.

Sure, that explains it.

The poor bandit running for shelter,

dropping the bag from weakness...

with your bullets in his back. The

bullets didn't go through the bag.

Where did you find it? Well, Mr.

Allen and I were taking a walk...

there's such a beautiful moon

tonight... Never mind the moon.

How long have you

been with Miss Monahan?

Not long enough.

Watch your talk, Allen. We intend

to hang the man who did this job.

No fooling.

Mollie, how did you come by this?

Well, now, I'll not remember a thing...

if you all keep charging at

me like a bull at red flannels.

Go on.

Well, we were taking some tea

over to Grandpa O'Shaughnessy...

Grandpa O'Shaughnessy

has drunk nothing...

but straight whiskey

since the war of 1812.

Well, except when he's got

the misery in his back...

and then he puts one part of

tea to seven parts of whiskey.

Miss Monahan, are you telling

the truth? Well, not quite.

As a matter of fact, we were on our way to

Father Ryan's to talk about getting married.

(Casement) Getting married? You two?

Yeah, show him your ring, Mollie.

I'm waiting to hear

where you found the money.

On the tracks near Mollie's car.

How near? As near as

you might throw a stone.

Or a bottle? Well, anyway,

we brought it right here...

didn't we? Yes.

Before we even talked to

Father Ryan about our wedding...

in the morning.

Yes. Mollie, it's a medal

you deserve for this...

as well as congratulations.

I agree with General Casement, but

the wedding will have to be tonight.

But there's no great

hurry. Sure, there is.

We're moving up to Laramie...

and Father Ryan's church will

be on a flatcar in two hours.

You gonna be best man, bucko?

(Reed) Captain Butler has work to do.

I want the man who

robbed that train, Butler.

Yes, sir.

I hope you deserve her, Dick.

We're all very grateful

to you, Miss Monahan.

Now, Mollie, what can we do for you?

(Reed) I'll tell you

what we can do for her.

We'll give her a wedding tonight

that'll go down in history.

I wouldn't want to be

putting you to that trouble.

We could wait until...

(Casement) Trouble?

I'll drive you to the church myself.

(Reed) That's little enough.

Why, she saved our bacon.

Mollie, you've saved the railroad.

[bell ringing]

[people chattering]

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