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Jackson!

Oh, Mr. Dodds.

I got your message.

Something bothering you?

I paid you $300 to leave my daughter alone,

and get out of this town.

Did you?

It must have slipped my mind.

You're going to stick to that bargain.

You've caused her enough unhappiness.

Man like you playing up to a fine, decent girl.

She wanted me to play up to her, Mr. Dodds.

Don't you remember?

And where is she now?

Isn't she at home,

like any fine, decent girl would be?

You're scum, Jackson.

You're rotten through and through.

And we're gonna settle this here and now.

I won't be saying it again.

Are you leaving or not?

Next week, next month maybe.

Whenever I make up my mind to.

That was just for fun.

This is the one you're not gonna like.

What are you doing, Vince?

Go on, get out of here quick.

Oh, you're getting to be worse than an old woman.

Are you forgetting who put those fancy clothes on you,

who's bankrolling this deal?

I'm just protecting my investment.

You'll get it back with interest.

You would have killed him if I hadn't showed up.

You want to ruin everything?

Wind up dancing at the end of a rope?

Stupid old man had it comin'.

Oh, come on! Now you give me that thing.

Best not have it on you if he squawks.

Why don't you get some sense, Vince?

We got a good thing going for us.

But I'm tired of working for a $300 stake.

I got a girl lined up that will bring in thousands.

- Who? - Kitty McAllen.

The Overland superintendent's daughter?

Are you crazy? They're quality folk,

They mean nothing but trouble for us.

Oh, now listen, Vince.

Just you listen.

Remember how it was when you and me

first hooked up together with me

just out of the pen 5 years gone and dead broke?

Well, it was a quality woman who put me there.

Uh-huh, that's what I'm trying to tell you.

No, what you're trying to tell me

is that you're scared of getting caught.

It's different for you.

You're just in this for the money but with me...

I got a score to settle.

I've been trying out my wings on these local butterflies.

From now on, we're moving up.

Move back to the pen more likely.

I'm never going back there, I told you that.

A woman born with a silver spoon in her mouth,

she's only dangerous

when you don't give her what she wants.

You think you can give the McAllen girl what she wants?

Now, Hutch, you know me better than to ask

a stupid question like that.

And if you think you're going to go

around breaking dates with me, Slim Sherman,

you've got the wrong girl.

- It's the first time, Kitty. - And the last.

Oh, you're the most exasperating man I've ever met.

And you're the prettiest girl I ever met.

Even when you're mad.

Don't change the subject.

Not when you're gonna run off on some silly old business.

The stage line business, and your father doesn't think it's so silly.

Well, couldn't you do it some other time? I'll talk to Father.

I've already talked to him.

You know what I think?

I think you have another date.

Now why would I do that?

After all, we've been going steady for months.

At the rate you move,

we'll be going steady for years!

Kitty, I've tried to tell you how I feel about that.

There's just so many things to do

before I can even think about getting married.

And I suppose standing me up tonight is one of them.

Kitty, you know the trouble

we've had with holdups on the Laramie road.

A lot of our drivers have quit because of it.

So we got a bunch of men together

to ride inside the stage to fight those bushwhackers off.

And you couldn't have arranged it for any other time?

Men were hired for tonight.

By whom?

Me.

And you knew all the time we had this date.

We're ready, Slim.

Loaded for bear and road agents.

You mustn't keep your friends waiting, Mr. Sherman.

Now you know how important this is.

MAN: What's the matter, Slim?

Can't you tear yourself away?

Better watch it, that's the way they put their brand on you.

I've got to go, Kitty.

Please do.

I'm sure I can find someone else

that would be happy to take your place.

If there's any particular man you are waiting for,

I hope he doesn't show up.

And then perhaps I can take his place.

You remember me?

I met you yesterday at the hotel library.

I'm Vince Jackson.

Oh, yes, of course.

Is there a special man?

Only my father. I'm having dinner with him.

Perhaps this is my lucky night,

if you'll both do me the honor of having dinner with me.

Why, I'd like that very much.

- Only... - Only your father might object.

We'll ask him.

I have been looking all over for you.

I even went up to your room.

I'm sorry, Daddy. Are you hungry?

I am starved.

Daddy, this is Vince Jackson.

- Oh, Vince Jackson. - My pleasure, sir.

With my father being so hungry,

maybe you'd better reconsider your invitation.

He'll be expensive.

I never put a price on good company, ma'am.

I'm afraid I don't understand what this is all about.

Mr. Jackson wants us to be his guests for dinner.

If you don't object, sir.

Certainly not.

Oh, by the way, Slim Sherman won't be with us.

- He had to go... - Yes, I know.

I just spoke with him a few minutes ago.

Seems he considers his work more important than he does me.

No, now, Kitty, don't be so hard on him.

After all, Slim is only doing what he has to do.

I don't think he'll be missed,

now that Mr. Jackson is here.

Shh!

Hush.

Slim's not up yet? It's coming on noon.

He was worn out. It was 3:00 this morning

when I got up to open the door and let him in.

They have any luck with those bushwhackers last night?

From the look he gave me when I asked, no.

[ cat screeching ]

[ dog barking ]

Jingo! Don't go in there.

Jingo, get out of there.

Jingo.

Jingo!

Jingo.

I'm sorry, Slim.

Nothing like peace and quiet in your own home.

Come on, it's about time you rolled out.

Noon stage is due in a few minutes.

I couldn't care less.

Noon stage!

You must have had quite a scrap with Kitty

to get all polished up to meet her.

Just one of those things I suppose.

There really wasn't any reason

for the fur to fly, but it sure did.

It's getting pretty serious between you two.

Fighting over nothing all of a sudden.

Next thing you know,

you'll have to get the preacher in to patch things up.

Maybe someday. Could do a lot worse though.

Even if she does hold a tight rein.

You think the rein's tight now, wait till you get married.

Now you're an expert on marriage, huh?

Oh, no, just on staying single.

Well, you just leave Kitty to me.

You know, it's just possible you might learn something.

I can hardly wait.

MOSE: Whoa!

- There you go. - Thank you, Vince.

Ah, Slim, Jess, I'd like you to know Vince Jackson.

- How do you do? - Slim Sherman and Jess Harper.

Slim, they hit us again. Same gang.

It's getting so I can recognize their horses.

Where, Mose?

Oh, just this side of the needle.

If it hadn't have been for this young fella here,

we'd have been in a mess.

Slim, you should have seen him.

He put bullets in a couple of them

and scattered the rest of them over half the countryside.

That's right as rain.

The slickin'est shooting I ever saw.

I think you should get a reward for it.

We're going to change teams here, folks.

And you're all welcome to wait in the house if you like.

Thank you. Excuse me.

Yeah, you sure handled that nice, Mr. Sherman.

Women are just like putty in your hands.

Sure beats me how you do it.

You gonna give the hero a reward?

I wonder who he is.

I don't know.

Vince Jackson, I never saw him before.

Tell you one thing though,

you got yourself some mighty stiff competition.

How many bandits were there, Mr. Jackson?

Oh, about four or five. It all happened so fast, I didn't have time to tell.

Wish I could have been there to see it.

I hope you never have to see things like that, son.

And I hope some day this country is safe

for everybody to travel in.

Well, you sure did your part in helping to discourage them

from shooting up the Laramie road. We appreciate it.

I'm glad to help out.

Can I pick a card, Jess?

Sure.

All right. Tap the deck.

Ace of spades. That's it.

Pretty good, huh, Mr. Jackson?

That's very good.

Ah! Thank you, Mrs. Cooper.

Show 'em the one where you deal yourself four aces, Jess.

Mike!

Easy now, tiger. I'm not really that good.

Three aces maybe. Fourth one is generally luck.

Well, I'll remember that, Mr. Harper,

if we should ever happen to sit in a game together sometime.

You, uh, play much?

Oh, just once in a while.

Mainly just to pass the time.

Well, the stage won't be leaving for a few minutes.

Want to pass a little now?

Oh, Jess, maybe Mr. Jackson would prefer to just relax.

Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot.

I guess you have had a busy day.

Jess, you're about as subtle as a meat cleaver.

Here, I'll cut you for high card.

Mm-mmm. Bad luck to gamble with your boss.

You'd have lost anyway.

Well, cutting for high card

shouldn't put too much of a strain on me.

I'll try a few hands.

You shuffle.

Ready to roll, folks.

One more.

Certainly. Your shuffle.

You nervous?

Your cut.

Well, Mr. Harper,

thank you for helping me to pass the time.

I certainly did enjoy it.

What's eating you?

You used your own cards, didn't you?

Yeah, I did.

I should have burned them a long time ago.

Looks like we both had a streak of bad luck.

[ chuckles ]

Looks like the best part of a month's pay you took from Jess.

To tell you the truth, sir, I don't hold much with gambling,

and that's why I'm not going to keep his money.

Well, driver?

DRIVER: Yes, sir.

Didn't you tell me back in Cheyenne

that some of the drivers on your line

were killed by those outlaws?

That's right, two of them.

Did they leave any families?

Well, one left a widow and three kids.

Any kind of fund for those people?

Sure.

Mr. Sherman set up the Overland widows' fund.

Would you take this money and add it to it?

Hey, you're all right, Mr. Jackson. Many thanks.

And I'd like to match it with some of my own.

That's a wonderful thing he's doing.

It certainly is.

That young man is all right.

Well, come on, honey, it's time to go.

- Bye. - Miss Cooper.

That was a fine generous thing you did, Vince.

Well, I wish I could do more, sir.

May I help you?

After you, sir.

Well, thank you.

Hyah!

Slim, you must have had a serious disagreement with Kitty.

Well, I didn't think it was much at the time.

She didn't say goodbye to you.

I thought I was the only one that noticed that.

You aren't going to marry her now,

are you, Slim?

Mike, be quiet.

Well?

Well, what?

Nothin'.

I just got clipped out of a month's pay, that's all.

Yeah. Pretty slick the way he turned that money over to the fund.

Did you see the way it got to Kitty's father?

I saw.

Pretty good talker too.

Smooth, polite.

Always got an answer ready.

Cold steel underneath.

Do yourself a favor, Slim, stay clear of him.

Yeah, maybe I'm making too much out of him.

He might just be passing through.

I wouldn't count on it,

not the way he's making up to the McAllens.

Well, I'm taking Kitty to the dance tonight.

I'll settle it with her then.

- Well, Slim! - Mr. McAllen.

I hope you don't mind me coming by early.

Well, I don't mind but Kitty isn't here.

Not here?

Supposed to go to the dance with me tonight.

There must be some kind of a mix-up, son.

She went with Vince Jackson.

There sure has been a mix-up.

I'm gonna straighten it out right now.

[ music playing ]

JESS: Wait a minute, Slim.

I had a hunch this was gonna happen.

That's why I rode in early.

- She came with him. - I know that, so what?

Look at the way he's holding her,

like he owned her.

If I figure right...

he's just a little bit too slick for anybody's good.

- You just hold on now, I've got an idea. - What?

Well, first of all, if you go in there and belt him, it's gonna start a brannigan.

You remember what happened the last time we had a fight here--

All I want to do is have a couple of words with him.

And that's all it's gonna take. Now will you listen to me?

Luke Morrow is heading up the dance marshals.

He said he's gonna split anybody's skull open that starts a brawl.

Listen to my idea, okay?

Do you mind?

It's all right. Jess is a good friend of mine.

You sure look pretty.

Thank you, Jess.

Slim here tonight? I haven't seen him.

You will.

You'll return the compliment, of course.

Why not?

- You don't object, do you? - Why should I?

That's right. You don't care who you dance with, do you?

Why, Slim, I believe you're angry.

I just don't like to be stood up, that's all.

I'll take over from here.

Cutting in again.

Excuse me.

I'd like to talk to you for a minute.

- Go ahead. - Not here. Out there.

I'll make this short.

Miss McAllen came to this dance with me.

And I'm not going to put up with a couple of farm boys spoiling our evening.

- You object to us cutting in? - If you keep it up,

then I'll do a great deal more than just object.

Is that a threat?

You take it any way you want.

If I have to step on you, I will.

Now wait a minute.

Slim!

There's a much better way to settle this

if you're not afraid to use a gun.

You say when and where.

There's a lot of empty streets right out there.

That's enough of that kind of talk.

You get your gun, I'll be waiting.

Vince, what's going on?

Well, your...

your friend Mr. Sherman, he tried to knock me down.

But you're going to use guns.

Please, Vince, I don't want anything like that.

All right.

I'll forget it.

But not for him, because of you.

JESS: Why didn't you just keep on with what we were doing?

I would have, but he decided to make something out of it.

I don't believe that, Slim Sherman.

And I want you to forget any gun fighting over me.

Mr. Jackson has already promised to let it drop.

The guns were his idea, not mine.

But he won't fight you now, he promised me that.

And he is a gentleman, even if you are not.

Kitty!

All right, I'm sorry for the trouble.

It won't go any further.

But I would like a chance to talk to you.

After all, we did have a date.

And I'd appreciate it if you'd let me take you home.

I'm sorry, Slim,

but I'm going home with the man who brought me.

I think I made all the mistakes I'm going to for one night.

Forget it, Slim. Let's go cool off.

Sorry, Sam, we'll see you later.

Come on, Slim, let's head for home. It's getting late.

Yeah, women.

Hello, Jess.

Hi, Opal.

Dad gum, how come you look so pretty tonight?

Maybe it's because I had a good day's sleep.

Hey, your friend looks downright down.

Opal, this here is Slim Sherman.

Slim, this is Opal.

She's new here.

Howdy.

How come you boys aren't having a big time

at the dance tonight?

I'll tell you. It's a long story.

We got throwed out.

Oh! It seems like I heard something about that.

I didn't believe it was true.

Ah, it's true all right.

My pard Slim here,

he's a real cyclone when it comes to women.

Then you're the one

who was going with Kitty McAllen.

Yeah... while it lasted.

He's kind of touchy, ain't he?

He'll get over it.

Well, don't take it too hard.

By tomorrow, you'll probably have things

all patched up again.

Yeah, well, I wish I was all that sure.

You'll see.

What started the trouble anyway?

A fellow by the name of Jackson.

Not Vince Jackson.

Yeah.

Why?

You know him.

Sure, in Cheyenne.

I saw him around town today,

but he doesn't have time for me.

He's strictly out for himself.

You know, if you weren't born

with a silver spoon in your mouth,

he's just not interested.

That's about the way we had him pegged.

Except he likes to make other folks think

he's quality himself.

If he is, why does he run around

with the likes of Hutch Davis?

Who's Hutch Davis?

A no-good back shooter turned thief,

with a prison record as long as your arm.

Are you sure, Opal?

Girlfriend I had there had to put up bail for him.

She said Hutch would beat her black and blue if she didn't.

Looks like we were right about Jackson after all.

Yeah.

What good does it do?

Wait a minute, Slim.

Opal, see you later.

Thank you, Vince.

I'm sorry about what happened at the dance tonight.

Oh, don't be.

I know it wasn't your fault.

Can I see you again tomorrow?

I'd love to.

Good night, Vince.

Good night.

[ dog barking ]

Vince?

You can get yourself killed like that.

Put that thing away, I want to talk to you.

What about?

You're wasting too much time on that McAllen girl.

If we're gonna get money, you got to move around,

lots of girls, not just one.

Well, it takes time to marry a girl.

Marry one? What are you talking about?

Kitty McAllen, she and I are gonna get married.

And waste the rest of your life?

Well, I won't waste more than 2 or 3 weeks.

It's gonna be a whirlwind courtship.

We'll run off and get married

before she has a chance to think what's happening.

But why? Where's the profit in it?

Sure, her daddy's got money,

but she probably hasn't got a red cent.

When her daddy finds out she ran off

and married a no-good ex-convict like me,

he'll turn loose some of that money.

And that's when I take $10,000

to get out of her life and stay quiet

while he has the marriage annulled.

You figure you could work it like that?

I know I can.

Surprise!

Well, aren't you even a little bit glad to see me?

Girl, I'm so glad to see you, I may rearrange your face.

- Oh, come on. - I told you to stay away from me, didn't I?

Well, I couldn't help it.

Cheyenne wasn't any fun with you away.

Well, it may be a long dull season

because you're gonna take the first stage back there.

Will you stop talking long enough

for me to tell you something?

If you're gonna ask me for money, the answer is no.

When did you ever give me money? You always took it.

Don't you ever raise your voice to me.

Vince, I'm not going to spoil anything.

So you got something going.

I won't get in the way.

We always got along together, didn't we?

I've been lonely for you, Vince.

Wouldn't you like to have me stay around for a while?

All right.

But you'll have to keep quiet and stay out of the way.

Daddy.

Good heavens, I thought you'd gone to bed.

I can't sleep.

What's the matter? Too much been happening for you?

I don't mind.

You seem to like that young man.

Even more than I thought I did.

Yeah, he is quite attentive, isn't he?

Oh, he is attentive all right.

Tonight, I think he wanted to choke me.

Choke you?

Oh, you should have seen him.

That's odd.

With me, he was behaving like a perfect gentleman.

Believe me, Slim Sherman is not always a gentleman

where I'm concerned, I'm happy to say.

Slim Sherman?

I thought we were talking about Vince Jackson.

Why, Daddy, whatever gave you that idea?

Kitten, I assure you

half of the town must think so by now.

Good. That's just what I want Slim to think.

Do you know, angry as he was with me tonight,

I think he's on the verge of proposing.

Well, I give up. I thought sure it was Vince Jackson.

Why, I've even given him a job.

Well, wonderful.

I like Vince, and if you want to help him,

that's fine with me.

You're sure?

I am positive.

I adore Vince.

Having him around

has made such a wonderful change in Slim.

I want you to check over these trip sheets.

What are you doing here?

I work here, if that's any of your business.

What happened to Wally? You shoot him?

The other dispatch is working the night shift.

I'll check those trip sheets.

I wouldn't trust you as far as

I could throw a three-legged piano.

Sherman!

Mr. Jackson is an employee of the Overland Stage Lines

just like you are.

Oh, I see.

Is that all you have to say?

Don't push me, Mr. McAllen.

There's a lot more I could say about him.

Slim, you and I have been together for a good long time.

I'd like to keep it that way.

You give Mr. Jackson those papers.

You and I will talk this over later on,

after you've had a chance to cool off a little bit.

WOMAN: It ain't locked.

What are you doing here?

Being bored to death. I'm even glad to see you.

Does Vince know you're here?

Of course.

He likes having me around.

Well, I don't.

That bothers me no end.

We got something good going for us.

Somebody find you here, it's gonna ruin everything.

I promised Vince that I'd stay out of sight.

For your information, he told me I could stay.

When it comes to you, Vince don't know what's good for him.

Try telling him that.

I'm telling you. You get out now.

You stay away from me.

Give me that gun.

You take one more step

and I'm gonna do what I wanted to do for a long time.

Let go, Vince, you're hurting me.

I told you what would happen to you

if you cause me any trouble.

[ crashes ]

She's dead, Vince.

What are we gonna do?

Shut up and let me think a minute.

We've got to get rid of the body first thing.

I'll be back and help you tonight.

But in the meantime--

Meantime, you just stay here and make sure nobody comes in.

[ knocking on door ]

Vince.

May I talk to you for a minute?

Come in.

I thought you were working at the stage office.

I got a letter from my attorney in St. Louis.

My uncle passed away last month.

He was a wealthy shipping man,

he left everything to me.

I'm gonna have to go back right away and take care of things.

I'm sorry to hear about your uncle.

But it sounds like a wonderful opportunity for you.

But I don't want to go without you, Kitty.

Will you go with me?

Oh, Kitty, how would you like to be the mistress

of a mansion in St. Louis?

Three carriages, all the servants you need,

everything that money can buy.

What are you talking about?

Oh, Kitty, I'm in love with you.

I don't want to leave without you.

We can go together tonight.

Be married in Cheyenne.

Vince, I like you very much,

but I've kind of been engaged to Slim.

Well, "kind of engaged" doesn't really count, does it?

I don't know.

Oh, Kitty, you want the fine things in life.

Well, I can give them to you.

Oh, come away with me, Kitty.

You'll be the queen of St. Louis society.

But you got to make up your mind quickly,

by this evening.

It's all so fast, Vince.

But of course, I'll think about it.

A girl just couldn't help thinking about a thing

like that now, could she?

Daisy, you got enough here for two families.

Yeah, and it looks like we're gonna have two families.

Well, you still want to go back?

I don't know.

Daisy Cooper invited us.

We couldn't very well turn her down, could we?

Something's bothering you, baby.

You want to tell me what it is?

Nothing I want to talk about now.

But...

But what?

I think I'm happy you brought me here.

I thought you would be.

This is some of your work, isn't it?

Why, Slim!

Daisy, you're a conniving matchmaker.

Oh, I am not.

It's not going to work, I'll tell you that.

Mike, don't you remember?

Why, I just want to go down to the water and come right back.

Now you will stay right here and do as we planned.

Oh, shucks.

Hello, everybody.

I'm so glad you could come.

Well, Miss Cooper, I hope you made

some of that famous potato salad of yours.

All you can eat.

Where did Slim go?

Well, I guess he just wandered off.

Now, Mike.

Well, Slim's liable to get mad at me.

I promise you, he won't.

If I take a girl to him, he'll think I'm a traitor.

No, he won't.

He knows I'm the only traitor in camp.

Go on.

All right.

Miss Kitty, want to go down by the water?

Nobody else seems to want to.

I will if you promise to take me straight to Slim.

Aunt Daisy must have talked to you, too, huh?

Hello.

Uh, you surprised me.

Why?

You're not with your friend Jackson.

My father brought me out here.

It must have been hard to tear yourself away.

I can see you're going to be as disagreeable as a...

Slim, let's not quarrel.

All right.

We won't quarrel.

You know something?

What?

You never really had any reason

to be jealous of Vince Jackson.

Jealous? Who's jealous?

Wasn't that the way you were acting?

Now you look,

your father is my boss, and a good friend besides.

When I saw his daughter

getting mixed up with a no-good,

I tried to do something about it, that's all.

It may surprise you to know that

that no-good as you put it,

that no-good as you put it,

doesn't even have to work for a living.

He has just come into a large inheritance.

Well, if you are foolish enough to believe that,

there's nothing I could do to stop you.

Now you're being insulting.

You simply can't see him for what he is, can you?

He is everything you're not.

He is kind and considerate and...

and better-looking too.

Then what are you wasting your time with me for?

Don't you worry,

I'm going back to him just as fast as I can.

Slim!

Let her go. Don't chase after her.

You don't know how mad she is.

Don't worry about her.

She's a good rider, she'll be all right.

That was all my fault.

I said everything wrong.

Slim, give her a chance to cool off a little bit.

Why, by the time she gets home,

she'll probably be wondering

why you're not there trying to make up with her.

Take my word for it.

Come on, lover boy.

Sit down and have something to eat.

Vince, what are you doing here?

Don't tell me you've forgotten about tonight.

No, but I didn't expect you so soon.

I've been away from you too long already.

What's the matter?

Oh, Vince, I...

I'm so mixed up.

I just had a fight with Slim.

Seems I can't do anything right lately.

Oh, that's part of the past.

I want to spend the rest of my life

trying to make you happy.

But we can't just run away.

Of course, we can.

Only cowards run away from love.

And we're not cowards, are we?

No, but...

Just let me do all the worrying from now on.

My life wouldn't be worth much without you anyway.

All right.

I'll be ready in a few minutes.

- Vince. - What are you doing here?

You're supposed to be long gone.

We're supposed to meet in Cheyenne in two days.

We'll be in a lot of trouble before that.

You got rid of that girl's body, didn't you?

That's the only trouble I'm worried about.

It's not just that simple.

I finish burying her and then I see Sherman heading this way.

You think he knows what's going on?

Well, if he finds you here,

I don't think it's gonna matter much either way.

All right. I'll hurry Kitty up.

You stay here long enough to make sure he doesn't follow me.

- Well, what if I can't handle him alone? - You find a way.

But don't you bother to catch up with me.

[ gunshots ]

All right. Come on out of there!

Don't shoot.

I'm coming out.

I had a feeling it'd be you.

- Call your friend. - You got to get me to a doc.

Let me set you straight, mister.

You're not going to have enough blood left

to fill a cup unless you talk and talk fast.

Now where's Vince Jackson?

He's with the McAllen girl.

They're gone to Cheyenne to get married.

You're lying.

It's the truth, I swear!

Jackson even killed a girl to make it work.

You'll find it all out anyway.

Just get me to a doc.

Is something wrong?

Oh, nothing to worry about.

- Are you warm enough, Kitty? - Yes, thank you.

For a girl who's gonna be a bride in a couple of hours,

you don't seem very excited.

Oh, I am, really.

It's just that I've had time to think and...

well, I'm not as sure as I was.

Oh, you mustn't think. Not at a time like this.

Just follow your instincts and everything will be all right.

Yes, but that's just it.

I really ought to have told my father.

Oh, we'll send him a wire from Cheyenne.

Is that all right?

And I should have told Slim too.

I certainly owe it to him,

even if we did have that quarrel.

He'll find out soon enough.

You mustn't trouble yourself with the past.

Think of the future.

I've got a surprise for you.

If I'm able to settle my uncle's estate quickly enough,

we'll have that honeymoon in Europe.

That will be wonderful.

I told you you're gonna have everything.

Everything that money can buy.

[ horse whinnying ]

Hyah!

No, don't!

[ carriage crashing ]

[ gunshot ]

I don't know if I like it, you going back east to college.

It took me two weeks to convince her.

Don't you try to talk her out of it.

Well, I'm still not sure I want to go.

I just wish I could count on your staying a bachelor for a while.

Well, the next time I see you,

you'll probably be married to some college man.

No, I won't.

You know, I plan on staying single a long time myself.

I'll consider that a promise.

I don't want to rush you.

Driver's up, the team's ready.

Come on, Kitty. Let's go.

- Slim. - Mr. McAllen.

- Jess. - Mr. McAllen.

Goodbye, Kitty.

Bye, Slim.

Bye, Kitty.

Bye, Jess.

All right.

I don't reckon that's the last you've seen of her.

Yeah.

She's gonna go off to college now,

and get all educated up.

She'll be wanting to marry somebody with brains.

Yeah, I think you're right, Jess.

Somebody with brains?

No, Slim!

Slim!

Oh, it ain't even Saturday!