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* Jim Bowie! Jim Bowie! *

* He was a bold
adventurin' man! *

* Jim Bowie! Jim Bowie! *

* Battled for right
with a powerful hand! *

* His blade was tempered
and so was he! *

* Indestructible steel was he! *

* Jim Bowie! Jim Bowie! *

* He was a fighter, a fearless
and mighty adventurin' man! *

* He was a fighter, a fearless
and mighty adventurin' man! *

- Mademoiselle Dupree I hope
this won't put you in danger.

- No one saw me, and
my coachmen is loyal.

- Very kind of you to help me.

- No monsieur, selfish.

I wish to return to France.

If you get your goods back,
you will be grateful, no?

- I'll be grateful.

Where'd you find that?

- Open please.

I'll only be a moment.

- [Coachman] Yes ma'am.

(door shuts)

- Come with me.

(loud thump)

The man at the rear table.

- The one with the glasses?

- Yes that is Simon Ogleby.

He dines here alone
every night, late.

- He doesn't look
much like a pirate.

- He is worse, a respectable
lawyer for disrespectable men.

Even advises them what to steal.

- You think he might
lead me to the thieves?

- No he would never lead you.

You will have to find some
way to gain his confidence,

but it will have to
be something clever.

A man as well known as you.

(door shuts)

I will come to your hotel

as soon as I've
learned something more.

On, quickly!

(choral singing)

- I acted quickly on the facts

Madeleine Dupree had given me.

That Ogleby dined every
night at the Baritere.

That he was near-sighted.

And that hated knot's fee.

- Jim.

- Why Cousin Homer.

Well, hey now.

Now, Monsieur Belarm,
this is my cousin,

Reverend Wilkins.

- I'll meet you inside.

- I'll be right there, soon.

- Jim boy, I've been low for ya.

Called at your lodging
three times today

and someone finally told
me I might find you here

at the theater.

- Yeah

is there something I
can do for you, cousin?

- We're in trouble, Jim.

Bad trouble.

- Huh?

- My boys Matthew and Paul
have run away from home.

- Well, that's not so bad,

I did the same thing
myself when I was 16.

- But, they didn't run
off to make their own way

like you did, Jim.

They ran off to go
filibuster in South America

and their mother hasn't heard

a blessed word from the
since they've left home.

- Well, new Orleans
is an exciting place.

They've probably been too
busy, you know what I mean?

- No, sir, not my boys.

If they haven't
written their mother,

something has happened to 'em,

Something dreadful.

Find 'em, Jim,
please look for 'em.

- I don't know, every time
there is trouble in our family

Jim Bowie's gotta
saddle up and go help.

Well, I'm sorry,
this time I'm gonna

help Jim Bowie for a change.

Now, I'm sorry cousin, I'm busy.

- I understand, Jim.

- Look, why don't
you go to the police

and they can help you
better than I can.

- I've been there,
Jim, but I thank you

for your kindly advice.

Goodbye, Jim.

- Goodbye, Homer.

(solemn choral vocalization)

(door shuts)

- Aaah,

- Captain Orkins.

- That's what they call me. Sir.

Captain Orkins like of
His Majesty's Royal Navy,

and who might you be?

- Jean Jacques Du
Jour is my name sir,

I have the honor to
represent Mr. Jim Bowie

he challenges you to a duel.

- Jim Bowie?

That pigeon-hearted pig?

He's calling me out, is he?

Give me that card.

Now, sir, you may inform
that lily-livered poltroon

that I'll meet him
any time, any place.

Go on now, off you go.

And who do you think
you're staring at, matey.

- Well, I couldn't
help overhearing, sir.

I want you to know
that if you care to be

seconded in this affair,
I'd be proud to oblige.

- Well, that's very
obligin' of ya, sir.

Very obligin' indeed.

And, may I have the
acquaintance of your name, sir?

- Ogleby's the
name, Simon Ogleby

but won't you join me here, sir?

- Well, I don't
mind if I do, sir.

- I have some knowledge
of this scoundrel Bowie

who challenged you, Captain.

I should like you
to know that I share

you low esteem of him.

- Then let's drink to
his ill health, sir.

And his cowardly
and trembling hand

in tomorrow's
engagement (laughs)

and may I ask, sir,
what is your particular

squall with Bowie?

- Oh, it's troublesome
inquisitiveness.

In a word, I find him nosy.

- Then fret no more,
sir, fret no more.

Tomorrow, he will be
engaged and scuttled.

- And may I add if you
bring about the extinction

of Mr. Bowie on the morrow,

certain advantages
may come your way.

- Tell me more,
sir, tell me more.

- I know more about you
than you realize, captain.

Do you feel that it's
hot in here, captain?

- Yes, it is getting
a little hot.

- Then I suggest you take off

those ridiculous
whiskers, Mr. Bowie.

They must be unbearably itchy.

- Well, dog my cats.

- That was an
amusing try, Bowie.

- When did you catch on?

- I'm a devotee of the drama,

I recognized the
well-known actor Belarm.

Has it occurred to you, Bowie,
that in the back country

from whence you come,

your maneuvering might
seem less clumsy?

- I kinda like New Orleans.

I don't think I'll
leave just yet.

- Don't let these silken
gloves deceive you, Bowie.

- Let's get to the point, Ogleby

Who's your employer?

- Oh, come my good fellow.

Let the curtain stay down.

The show's over, it's time
the players went home.

- Somewhere in this city
there's stolen property

of mine which I
intend to recover.

- And how will you recover
the fair Madeleine?

- Madeleine?

- She is beyond all conventional
means of communication.

Persist in this effort, you
may never see her again.

There's a steamboat going
north in precisely one hour.

Be on it.

- And if I'm not?

- Then we shall take
off the silken gloves.

Aye, look around you, man.

This is not a
stage, this is real.

(cocks gun)

could my carriage drive
you to the steamboat wharf?

- You know, Ogleby, there's one
thing I've learned about you

- And what's that?

- You're as blind as a
bat without your glasses!

- Seize him, seize him!

- Howdy, gonna get
a lesson in combat?

(solemn choral vocalization)

- Give him some more bruises
and take him to his hotel.

- My bill, Mr. Bowie,
itemized and totaled up.

- Oh, thank you.

- To rental and ruination
of pirate costume

complete with beard, mustache,
and eye patch, 20 dollars.

Use of three-minute
playlet entitled

Invitation to the
Duello, 15 dollars.

Acting services of
undersigned and said plaintiff

and instruction in
Cockney accent 25 dollars.

Total 65 dollars!

Are you sure you
included everything?

- Well, there's no charge

for the personal
risk I incurred.

- Yeah, you got out
of there well before

the roof caved in.

- I left precisely on cue.

- Well, hand my my pouch,
it's on the dresser.

(knock on door)

- Oh, will you see who that is?

Or will there be
an extra charge?

- A lady.

- A young lady?

- No, a character woman.

- Mama!

Mama, when did you?

- Who are you?

- Jean Jacques Belarm,
Gregelian, at your
service, Madam.

- Well take your
service someplace else.

What's gonna happen
here is a family matter

and strictly private.

- Well, mama, don't
I get a little hug?

A little kiss, huh?

- The way you been behaving,
you're no son of mine, James.

- What's the matter?

What have I done now?

- Sit right down there.

- Huh?

- Sit right down there, here.

I want you to strike that
out, in your own hand.

Right there, that name
over your brother Reason.

And If you don't do it, I will.

- You mean, you want my name

struck out of the family bible?

- I do, use the pen.

- I don't want to take now,
that's an awful thing to do.

- It's a jack more awful
to turn down your kinfolks.

Turning down your own
family and cousin,

you oughta be ashamed, James.

- That's what it is,
Cousin Homer, huh?

- Yeah, and he came
to you in a great need

and you turned your back on him.

- I sent him to the police.

- Do you think he'd tell
his troubles to a stranger?

- That's what the
police are for.

- Not where we come from.

Where we come from, that's
what kinfolk are for.

But you wouldn't
remember that, would ya?

Because you're too busy
consorting up and down

this wicked city with stage
actors and painted ladies.

(voice breaking) just
think you're a son of mine.

(cries)

- Oh mama, you don't
have to get upset.

- Can't you see how Cousin Sara

feels about them missin boys?

- Can't you see how I feel
about my missing goods?

- You never mind
about your goods,

there's a law of God, and
there's a law of kinship

and you can't turn your
back to either of them.

- Oh, mama, stop it,
no sermons, please.

I can't turn my back
on $10,000.00, either.

- The Lord moves
in mysterious way,

and as long as you're
right, Jim, he'll reward ya.

- Alright. Alright,
I'll look for 'em.

I'll start right in.

- (crying) That's better

- My best possible
source of information

was Morris Toulouse,
the journalist.

- All I know is that boys of
16 to 20 arrive by the dozen.

Filled with hopes
of glory and gold

in their army of liberation.

- Hm, and just what do
the aim to liberate?

- Who knows, any one of the

troubled countries to the south.

- And do these
filibustering outfits

ever actually leave the city?

- I doubt it, but
then everything you do

is highly secret.

- Hmm.

- Wait, I remember
talking with someone,

he was grieving the loss
of a son to a vague cause.

Let's see now, some shopkeeper.

Yes, the apothecary, Shoppe
Pointe in Canal Street.

- If I can die on
foreign soil, bah.

- My son's body was
found on the bayou,

up river, not five
miles from here.

Just turned 17 he
was, too young to die.

An action that the lieutenant
bent on training maneuvers.

- Lieutenant?

What lieutenant?

- Maduro, the office
of conscription.

A Spaniard, formerly a
pirate, they tell me.

- You know where I can find him?

- Yeah, he's at the Old
Cold Bleu at the waterfront.

I wouldn't go there
if I were you, though.

- Old Cold Bleu
on the waterfront.

Hurry.

(choral vocalization)

- Madura will see
you now, Mr. Bowie.

- Here's your man, capitan.

- Well, Jovian! And Mr. Ogleby!

Quite a family reunion.

- You will be more comfortable

without your weapon, monsieur.

I have had reason to
respect that knife.

Oh, have you met
Marcel, Monsieur?

To his intimates, he
is better known as

the Butcher of Barbados.

So, you must not let
his air of gentility

deceive you, he also is a
formidable man with knives.

(laughs)

oh, but enough of the
pleasantries, eh monsieur?

You have come here for business.

- No, but after seeing
some of my stolen goods

in your wharf, we might as well
put business on the agenda.

- This is regrettable, Bowie.

You should have taken my advice.

- Funny thing is, it was
someone else's advice

that brought me here,
it had nothing to do

with stolen goods.

I'm looking for two
missing cousins of mine

who might have been recruited
by a man named Maduro.

- You have reason to believe
they are among our conscripts?

- The trail seems
to lead this way.

- Then names, please.

- Paul and Matthew Wilkins.

- Oh, oh oh, I know them
quite well, Monsieur.

High spirited
young men, in fact,

much too high spirited, we
have had to discipline them.

- To train our recruits
for military service

in foreign lands, we try to
give them practical experience

here, along the
river. (chuckles)

- You mean, like robbing
barges and flat boats?

- Collecting supplies for
our compatriots to the south.

Unfortunately, some
of them object.

Your cousins have been very
stubborn, very persistent

in hanging on to
such awkward virtues

such as honesty, morality.

- Hmm, I could imagine they
would be quite stubborn

that way, being
sons of a preacher.

Can I see them?

- Marcel, take Mr. Bowie to
the disciplinary barracks.

- Oui Mr. Captain.

- A most pleasant visit
with your cousins, monsieur.

- Thanks.

General.

- You and your knives are
becoming legendary, Mr. Bowie.

I'd like to cross
blades with you someday.

In a friendly way, of course.

- Yeah I imagine you could be
real friendly with a blade.

- The Butcher of
Barbados they call me.

- This way.

- Did you once sail out
of Trinidad on a rig

called the Starlight?

- I did.

- A friend of mine
was on that ship.

Man called Mark Melville.

- He met with an accident
as I recall, sir.

- Yeah.

- Jailer.

- You will find your
cousins in there.

- Hey!

- You Stupid American clod.

- Cousin Jim!

- What are you doing here?

- Looking for you two, and
now that I've found you,

you don't look so good.

- We don't feel so good, either.

- Look at our backs, Cousin Jim!

- They've been
whippin' us like mules.

- Well, that's no
more than you deserve

running away from your mother,
not even writing to her.

- We couldn't, Cousin
Jim, they wouldn't let us.

- Well, what's this all about,
have you found out anything?

- They had us collecting
goods from the docks.

Supplies for the
patriots in Venezuela.

- Then we saw your
name on some of it,

and we knew better.

- Oh.

- What are you grinnin' about?

- Oh, uh, just
something mama said.

The Lord works in
a mysterious way.

His wonders to perform.

And it looks like we're
gonna have to perform

a little wonder ourselves.

Any ideas how we're
gonna get out of here?

- We've been preparing while
we've been waiting, look.

- Well, now, look at this.

- We made it, piece
of old iron hinge.

- We all took turns scraping
it on the stone sill.

- [Matthew] Finally
got an edge on it.

- You sure did.

- Can you use it?

- I can try, do they
ever feed you boys?

- Twice a day they
push in some hog slop.

She's walking again.

- Who is?

- Ms. Dupree.

- Ms. Dupree?

- Yeah, she's a
prisoner like we are.

(screaming)

- Give me the keys.

Get back, get back.

- Which way is the stairs?

- That way.

- Watch yourselves.

- Lookout!

(gunshots)

- Mademoiselle Dupree.

- Monsieur Bowie!

- I heard you were up here.

- I should ban the beast.

I think he figured out
I was trying to help you

I think he intends to kill me.

- Tell me about him later,
let's get out of here.

- Before you leave, Mr. Bowie,

I should like the pleasure of
engagement, knife to knife.

It's your own blade, monsieur.

I dislike taking
unfair advantage.

- Stand back, mademoiselle.

(knives clashing)

- I knew the second
mate on that ship.

It was no accident that
killed Mark Melville,

he got a knife in the back.

- Yes, American, this one.

It was the ninth notch.

You see, I have a
reputation, too.

You will be the tenth
and the most famous

of all my victims.

- Keep bragging, Butcher.

(scuffling)

- I don't like to take
unfair advantage, either.

- That was stupid
of you, American.

I could so easily
break your bones.

- Come right ahead.

- Get your things.

Wait a minute, I promised
you I'd be grateful.

You said your heart's desire is

to return to France, isn't it?

- It was.

- Rubies, they're
worth a fortune!

- That oughta pay your
passage back to France.

- That is only my
second choice, now.

- And your first?

- Don't you know, really?

- I'm nothing but
trouble, Madeleine.

Nothing but trouble,
you don't believe me?

Ask my mother.

(solemn choral vocalization)

- Why, Jim!

- (laughing) Hello, mama!

- Now then, just a minute.

Did you find Cousin
Homer's boys?

- Yes I did, they're
home safe and sound,

I just came from there.

- Oh, the Lord be praised,
I knew you could do it, Jim.

- Oh, you did, huh?

I see you didn't take my
name out of the bible.

- Oh, sure, you knew
I couldn't do that.

- No, I didn't, I wasn't sure.

You can be pretty
ornery sometimes.

- Are you alright?

- Yes I am, we broke up
that gang of river pirates

and their leaders are in jail.

- And your 10,000 dollars,
did you get it back?

- Well, most of it, I lost
around a thousand, I'd say.

But it was worth it.

I learned two
lessons on this trip.

- What lessons?

- Well, first you
were right mama,

the Lord does move
in a mysterious way,

his wonders to perform.

And second, there isn't
an actress in New Orleans

as pretty as you.

- Why, Jim!

* Jim Bowie, Jim Bowie *

* He was a fighter, a fearless *

* And mighty adventurin' man! *