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[SHOUTING]

THERE THEY ARE.
PLENTY OF ROOM FOR THEM.

HEY! DROP THAT, REDSKIN,
AND GET OUT!

[ALL TALKING AT ONCE]

HEY, AIN'T THAT
YANCEY CRAVAT THERE?

BY GOLLY, IT IS!

LET'S GET HIM
OVER HERE.

WHAT DO YOU SAY?

I KNOW
WHAT'LL FETCH HIM.

WATCH HIS EARS PERK UP

WHEN HE HEARS THE OLD
TRAVELER'S SONG.

LET'S GIVE IT
TO HIM!

All: * HI-RICKETY
WHOOP-TI-DO *

* HOW I LOVE
TO SING TO YOU *

* OH, I CAN SING
AND DANCE WITH GLEE *

* FOR I'M AS YOUNG
AS I USED TO BE *

HI-RICKETY!
WELL, YOU OLD--

* HOW I LOVE
TO SING TO YOU *

HOW ARE YOU?
OLD BUCK!

PITCH ME NAKED
INTO A BRIAR PATCH

IF IT AIN'T
THE OLD DOG HIMSELF!

I HEARD
YOU GOT HITCHED.

YEAH. I GOT
A WIFE AND SON

4 YEARS OLD NOW.

All: HI-RICKETY!

THIS IS LIKE
A FOURTH OF JULY

CELEBRATION
ON JUDGMENT DAY.

BEATS ALL CREATION.

SAY, WHERE YOU
HEADING FOR, YANCEY?

I'M CUTTING DIRT

FOR THE LITTLE BEAR
CREEK.

THAT'S THE SPOT,
BELIEVE ME!

YES, INDEED.

[PLAYS 4 NOTES]

YOU'RE YANCEY CRAVAT,
AREN'T YOU?

AND YOU?

LEE. DIXIE LEE.

OH, INDEED?

GOING FOR A TOWN SITE?

NO. I'M GOING FOR
A QUARTER-SECTION RANCH

OUT AT THE LITTLE
BEAR CREEK.

THAT'S FUNNY. I'M HEADING
FOR LITTLE BEAR, TOO.

I KNOW JUST THE PIECE
OF LAND I WANT,

WITH A DIP
AND A GULLY

AND
A LOT OF SCRUB OAK.

[PLAYS 4 NOTES]

READY...AIM...

AAH!

WHOA.

YOU NEAR FLUMMOXED.
ARE YOU HURT?

NO. I'M ALL RIGHT.

OH, BUT HIS LEGS
ARE BROKEN.

I HEARD THEM CRACK.
PLEASE SHOOT HIM.

[HOOFBEATS]

[SHOUTING]

Yancey: AND IN NO TIME--
NO TIME, MIND YOU--

THEY SNAPPED UP
EVERY PIECE OF LAND

THAT WAS WORTH HAVING,

AND BY NIGHTFALL,
THERE WASN'T AN ACRE.

THINK OF IT, LOUIS.

NOT AN ACRE LEFT
OUT OF THAT 2 MILLION.

THE ONLY SPOT I WANTED
WAS THE GROUND WE STOOD ON,

AND, WELL, THE GIRL
GOT THAT QUARTER SECTION.

Woman:
YANCEY CRAVAT!

YOU LET THAT HUSSY
IN BLACK TIGHTS

HAVE YOUR CLAIM

AFTER HAVING BEEN
GONE A WHOLE MONTH

AWAY FROM YOUR WIFE
AND CHILD?

NOW, MAMA--

DON'T YOU "MAMA" ME!

ISAIAH!

GO ON
WITH YOUR FANNING!

YES, MRS. VENABLE.

Mrs. Venable: WELL?

THE LAND WAS HERS
BY RIGHT OF CLAIM.

I DON'T BELIEVE
A WORD OF IT.

WHY DID YOU LET HER
KEEP YOUR LAND?

IF IT'D BEEN A MAN,
I COULD HAVE SHOT HIM.

YOU CAN'T SHOOT A WOMAN.

WHY NOT?

OH, FELICE!

I DON'T SUPPOSE YOU'D
RECOGNIZE THE LADY

WITHOUT
HER BLACK TIGHTS.

"LET THERE BE NO STRIFE
BETWEEN THEE AND ME."

THAT'S FROM
THE OLD TESTAMENT, DABNEY.

YOU MAY NOT
RECOGNIZE THAT.

OH, IT'S ALL
TOMMYROT.

PERHAPS NOW, YANCEY,

YOU'LL STOP THIS
RAMPING UP AND DOWN

AND BE CONTENT

TO SETTLE DOWN HERE
IN WICHITA,

RUN THAT NEWSPAPER
OF YOURS,

AND CONDUCT
YOUR LAW PRACTICE--

SUCH AS IT IS--

WITH NO MORE TALK
OF OKLAHOMA.

DON'T YOU REALIZE

THAT THIS IS
A NEW EMPIRE?

WHY, FOLKS,
THERE'S NEVER BEEN

ANYTHING LIKE IT
SINCE CREATION.

CREATION! HUH.
THAT TOOK 6 DAYS.

THIS WAS DONE
IN ONE.

HISTORY MADE
IN AN HOUR.

WHY,
IT'S LIKE A MIRACLE

OUT OF THE OLD
TESTAMENT.

DON'T BE BLASPHEMOUS,
YANCEY.

LIKE A MIRACLE

OUT OF THE OLD
TESTAMENT.

CITIES OF 10,000

SPRINGING UP
OVERNIGHT. HUH.

WELL,
I'M GOING BACK.

I'M GOING BACK AND HELP
BUILD A NEW STATE

OUT OF THE LAST FRONTIER
OF THE NATION,

AND IT'LL BE A STATE
SOMEDAY, MARK MY WORDS.

YANCEY! YOU'RE NOT
LEAVING ME AGAIN?

LEAVING YOU,
MY BEAUTY?

NOT BY A LONG SHOT,
SUGAR.

THIS TIME,
YOU AND CIM

ARE COMING
WITH ME.

LOUIS VENABLE!
CAN YOU SIT THERE

AND SEE YOUR DAUGHTER

DRAGGED OFF TO BE
SCALPED AMONG SAVAGES?

BUT I WANT TO GO, MAMA.

YOU DON'T KNOW
WHAT YOU WANT.

WE'LL START MONDAY WEEK,

FRESH AND FAIR,
WITH TWO FREIGHTERS--

ONE WITH
THE PRINTING OUTFIT

AND THE OTHER WITH
THE HOUSEHOLD GOODS.

WHY, WE CAN MAKE IT
IN 9 DAYS.

I FORBID IT! YOU'RE
GOING TO STAY HERE

WITH YOUR FATHER
AND MOTHER

IN DECENT
CIVILIZATION.

I'VE HEARD ENOUGH!

I'M GOING WITH HIM.

AW, THAT'S IT, HONEY.

WHY, WE'VE HAD ENOUGH
OF THIS...WICHITA.

WE'RE GOING OUT
TO A BRAND-NEW,

TWO-FISTED,
RIP-SNORTING COUNTRY

FULL OF INDIANS,
RATTLESNAKES,

GUN-TOTERS,
AND DESPERADOES!

WHOOPEE!

AAH!
AAH!

ISAIAH!
I DO DECLARE!

MISERABLE BRAT!
YOU FOOL BOY!

Yancey: HA HA HA!

MASTER YANCEY,
MASTER YANCEY,

TAKE ME WITH YOU
TO OKLEEHOMEE.

PLEASE TAKE ME,
MASTER YANCEY.

YOU AIN'T GOIN'
TO NO OKLEEHOMEE.

YOU GOIN' TO TAKE A BATH.

GET OUT, YOU NASTY THING!
GET OUT! GET OUT!

HA HA HA! WELL,
I'LL GO AND SEE

ABOUT THOSE FREIGHTERS.

COME ALONG HERE, CIM.
THAT-A BOY.

MY SON, YOU'RE GOING TO
SEE MORE INDIANS

THAN YOU EVER
THOUGHT OF.

WELL! I NEVER HEARD
OF SUCH A THING!

WHAT DO YOU MEAN, SABRA?
YOU'RE NOT GOING!

WHY A VENABLE
SHOULD

EVER MARRY
SUCH A MAN!

BUFFALO HUNTER!

QUITE RIGHT!

OH, AUNTIE!

A QUART OF WHISKEY
A DAY,

LIVING
IN THAT DREADFUL

CIMARRON COUNTRY.

WHAT IS CIMARRON?

SPANISH, COUSIN JOUETT.
IT MEANS WILD, UNRULY.

YANCEY'S IDEA OF A NAME
FOR THE BOY--CIM.

YOU DON'T LIKE
ANYTHING YANCEY DOES.

YOU NEVER HAVE.

AND THAT NEWSPAPER
OF HIS. WICHITA WIGWAM.

EDITORIALS
ABOUT INDIANS' RIGHTS.

YOU MIGHT
THINK YANCEY

WAS
AN INDIAN HIMSELF.

WHO KNOWS? SOME HALF-BREEDS
ARE NO DARKER.

DON'T YOU DARE
SAY THAT!

I HEARD
HE KILLED A MAN!

I WON'T LISTEN TO YOU
ANY LONGER!

I DON'T CARE
ABOUT YANCEY'S PAST.

I MARRIED HIM
BECAUSE I LOVED HIM,

AND I'M GOING WITH HIM!

I NEVER HEARD
OF SUCH A THING!

* OH, I CAN SING

* AND DANCE
WITH GLEE *

* FOR I'M
JUST AS YOUNG

* AS I USED TO BE

YANCEY, WHERE
IS THAT IRON SKILLET?

I CAN'T FIND IT
ANYWHERE.

RIGHT HERE, SUGAR--
THE STOVE.

WHY DIDN'T YOU
TELL ME?

[HUMMING]

CIM, HONEY,
GET UP OFF THE GROUND.

IT'S TOO DAMP.

I THINK WE OUGHT TO
GET OUT THAT OLD RAG RUG

AND PUT IT DOWN HERE
FOR SUPPER.

RIGHT YOU ARE,
HONEY.

* HOW I LOVE
TO SING TO YOU *

* FOR I CAN SING

* AND DANCE
WITH GLEE *

* FOR
I'M JUST AS-- *

I THINK
AUNT CASSANDRA

MUST HAVE PUT THE ANDIRONS
IN HERE, SUGAR.

HI-RICKETY!

ISAIAH!
ISAIAH!

PLEASE LET ME STAY,
MASTER YANCEY, MISS SABRA.

I'LL HELP. I'LL WORK.
I'LL DO EVERYTHING.

I'LL HELP YOU
IN OKLEEHOMEE.

PLEASE LET ME STAY.

WELL, YOU'RE HERE.

I RECKON YOU
CAN STAY, ISAIAH.

I HOPES YOU GO TO
HEAVEN WHEN YOU DIE.

LET ME DO THAT COOKING,
MISS SABRA.

I'LL FIX 'EM.

YEAH. YOU START
RIGHT IN

BY GETTING
SOME WOOD.

NOW, SCOOT.

I'S SCOOTIN'.

THERE'S LOYALTY, SABRA,
THAT MONEY CAN'T BUY.

WE'RE GOING
INTO NEW THINGS, PET...

A NEW EMPIRE...

AND I WANT TO HELP
BUILD IT FOR YOU.

AND WE'LL HAVE JUST
THE PRETTIEST LITTLE HOUSE

WE CAN FIND, TOO.

WITH FLOWERS
AND THINGS?

WITH FLOWERS
AND TREES...

AND MORNING GLORIES
GROWING ALL OVER.

IT'LL BE
OUR FIRST REAL HOME...

ALONE.

AND I WANT YOU
TO BE HAPPY...

ALL THE WAY, SUGAR.

OUR FIRST
REAL HOME...

ALONE.

[MEN SHOUTING]

HOLD THAT IRON!
DON'T MOVE!

I AIN'T AIMING
TO CHECK YOU THROUGH.

ALL I WANT'S YOUR
READY MONEY. COME ON!

THAT'S THE FIRST TIME
I EVER FRONTED YOUR IRON, KID.

WELL, IF IT AIN'T
YANCE! HOWDY.

HOWDY.

UH, I'M SORRY
I DISTURBED YOU FOLKS.

OH, THIS IS MY WIFE.

HOWDY, MA'AM.

MY SON IS INSIDE ASLEEP.

I'M HEADING FOR OSAGE,
AIMING TO MAKE IT MY HOME.

OSAGE, HUH?

GOING TO START
YOUR NEWSPAPER THERE?

YEAH.

GOOD.

WELL...

GOT TO BE LOPING.

NEED YOU HURRY AWAY
LIKE THIS, KID?

WELL, I--I GOT
OVERDRAWN

AT THE BANK
AT RED FORK,

AND THEY'RE LOOKING
FOR ME.

LUCK TO YOU.

STAY AWAY FROM OSAGE,
WILL YOU, KID?

SURE THING,

UNLESS YOU SEND ME
AN INVITE. CUT DIRT!

[SHOUTING]

Yancey: * HI-RICKETY
WHOOP-TI-DO *

* HOW I LOVE
TO SING TO YOU *

* I CAN SING AND DANCE
WITH GLEE *

[HUMMING]

* I'M JUST AS YOUNG
AS I USED TO BE *

OH, IT'S A POSER, HONEY.

ALL THIS IN 6 WEEKS RIGHT UP
FROM THE RAW PRAIRIE.

[MEN SHOUTING]

NEXT TIME
YOU CALL ME A THIEF,

IT GOES
THROUGH YOUR HEAD!

HE SHOT HIM!

MM-HMM.
ESTEVAN MIRO.

HALF-BREED--
HE'S A BAD ONE.

I DIDN'T THINK
HE HAD THE BRASS.

MUST HAVE SOME FRIENDS
AROUND TOWN.

OH, DON'T YOU WORRY,
HONEY. DON'T YOU WO--

OH, LOOK, SUGAR!

THEY'VE NAMED
THE STREETS ALREADY.

"PAWHUSKA AVENUE."

THAT'S
AN INDIAN NAME, SON.

PAWHU MEANS "HAIR,"

AND SKA MEANS "WHITE."
WHITE HAIR.

PAWHUSKA WAS
AN OLD OSAGE CHIEF.

AH-AH-AH! I'M AN INDIAN!
OLD WHITE HAIR!

CIM. CIM.

HOWDY!

HOWDY!

Yancey: FLOCK OF WATERMELONS
THERE, ISAIAH!

YES, SIR. I SURE GLAD
I CAME TO OKLEEHOMEE.

JUST A MINUTE.

I'LL APPEAL
TO THE HIGHEST COURT!

YOU'RE A SOONER!

DON'T YOU CALL ME--

GENTLEMEN!
STEP RIGHT INSIDE,

AND WE'LL DETERMINE
THE STATUS OF THIS CLAIM.

I DON'T WANT ANYBODY
CALLING ME A SOONER!

BY THE WAY, HAVE YOU EACH
$10 WITH YOU?

YES.
YES, WE HAVE.

STEP RIGHT INSIDE, MEN,
AND TELL US ALL ABOUT IT.

ALL RIGHT.
I WANT TO KNOW...

Yancey: PLENTY
OF LAW PRACTICE.

3 OR 4 CLAIMANTS
FOR SOME OF THESE LOTS.

OH, LOOK, HONEY. LOOK.
FOLKS WORKING LATE.

PLENTY
OF GOOD WATER.

WE'LL FIX YOU UP.

THERE YOU ARE.

HERE YOU GO.
THAT'S RIGHT.

NOW, LADY, WHAT
CAN I DO FOR YOU?

Yancey: WHY, THERE'S--THERE'S
LOUIS HEFNER'S EMPORIUM.

I SAW OLD LOUIS
STAKE THAT CLAIM.

FURNITURE IN
AN UNDERTAKING PARLOR?

OH, THEY HAVE PLENTY
OF COMBINATION STORES OUT HERE

TILL THE TOWN
GETS LARGER.

[SHOUTING]

IF YOU WAS A BIRD,

YOU COULD FLY
ALL THE WAY OVER!

GET ON OUT! HA HA HA!

HO THERE, PARTNER!

HOLD HER! DON'T LET HER
BUCK YOU DOWN!

GET AWAY
FROM THAT WICKED THING!

CAN'T YOU DO
SOMETHING?

I'M DOING ALL I CAN,
HONEY.

OLD ELMER'S BEEN UNCORKING
THE REDEYE, I SEE.

YANCEY, DO GET
OUT OF THIS

AND FIND
A PLACE TO SLEEP.

I'M NEARLY DEAD,
AND SO IS CIM.

I'M SORRY, HONEY.

UH, SAY, WHERE
IS THE BIXBY HOTEL?

Man: LAST TURN!

YOU JUST PASSED IT
ON THE OTHER CORNER!

SURE ENOUGH?

HONEY, WE PASSED
RIGHT BY IT. GET ALONG!

SEE YOU LATER, FELLAS.
GIDDAP! COME ON HERE, BOY.

I WON'T BRING UP MY BOY
IN A TOWN LIKE THIS!

I'M GOING BACK HOME!

DON'T YOU THINK
YOU BETTER WAIT

UNTIL MORNING, HONEY?

YOU KNOW,
A GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP,

AND THINGS ARE GOING TO
LOOK ENTIRELY DIFFERENT.

I'LL BE BACK SOON.

WELL, LOUIS HEFNER!

ONE OF THE TOWN'S LEADING
MERCHANTS NOW, I GATHER.

HELLO, YANCE!

I'M GLAD TO SEE
YOU HERE!

I'M GLAD TO BE HERE.

I TRUST THE FURNITURE END
OF THE BUSINESS

IS DOING BETTER
THAN THE OTHER.

YEAH. ONLY BEEN
3 KILLINGS SO FAR,

BUT WE'LL HAVE TO
START A FULL JAIL

PRETTY SOON,
I GUESS.

YOU'RE GAMBLING?

NO.

JUST WATCHING WHERE
THE MONEY GOES.

YANCEY! YANCEY CRAVAT!

OLD GRAT!

YES! COME OVER HERE!

WELL, YANCEY CRAVAT!

WHY, YOU OLD DOG!

OH, YOU ARE STILL WEARING
THAT WHITE HAT, HUH?

YEAH, AND YOU'RE
STILL MAKING

LIGHTNING
CALCULATIONS.

YOU KNOW THE BOYS?

MOST OF THEM.
MOST OF THEM.

OOH, ESTEVAN MIRO.

SO YOU'RE CRAVAT, HUH?

YEAH. AND YOU?

YOUNTIS. LON YOUNTIS.

HOWDY.

HOWDY.

GENTS, WHAT ARE YOU
GOING TO HAVE?

THIS IS ON THE HOUSE.

BRANDY.

I'LL HAVE BRANDY.

ARE YOU GOING TO START
A NEWSPAPER?

YEAH, GRAT.

YEAH. YEAH.

I UNDERSTAND
THE FORMER EDITOR HERE,

A MAN NAMED PEGLER,
DIED.

WAS SHOT
IN THE BACK, HUH?

MM-HMM.

WHAT ARE YOU AIMING AT?

HERE YOU ARE, GENTS.

HAVE ANOTHER ONE.

ALL RIGHT.

MR. CRAVAT,

I'D LIKE TO T-T-TALK
TO YOU A MINUTE

IF YOU HAVE T-T-TIME.

YOU SEE, I'M A P-P-PRINTER
AND A D-D-DARN GOOD ONE,

AND YOU SEE, I HEARD

YOU WERE GOING TO OPEN
A NEWSPAPER OFFICE

CALLED THE OKLAHOMA
W-W-WIGWAM, SEE?

[LAUGHING
AND COUGHING]

AND I'D LIKE TO--
WELL, GO TO WORK.

* OH, LISTEN TO THE LAMBS
ALL A-CRYIN' *

* THAT I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN
WHEN I DIE *

HOWDY.
HOWDY.

HOWDY, YANCEY!

HOWDY, BULL.

GOOD MORNING.

GOOD MORNING.

MORNING...

SAFFRON-ROBED,
ROSE FROM THE OCEAN

TO BRING LIGHT
TO GODS AND MEN, HUH?

OCEAN?

CORSET LACES,
CELLULOID COLLARS,

DARNING YARN,
RUG RAGS,

SHOESTRINGS,
SUSPENDERS.

HAVE YOU ANY
FANCY BRAID?

YES, MA'AM, I HAVE
SOME FANCY BRAID.

THAT'S SOL LEVY,

THE WALKING
NOTIONS COUNTER.

Sol: SUSPENDERS,
DARNING YARN...

HOWDY, SOL!

HOWDY, MR. CRAVAT.
HOWDY, MA'AM.

I'LL GIVE YOU A REAL
GOOD BARGAIN...

AND THEN IT POUFS
WAY UP HERE.

NEVER SAW ANYTHING
LIKE IT IN MY LIFE.

I'M AFRAID THEY
THINK MY DRESS

IS A LITTLE
TOO ELABORATE.

WHY, MILTON WOULD HAVE
NO WORDS FOR SUCH BEAUTY.

HOWDY, CIM!

HE CALLED YOU "CIM."

MM-HMM.

THE BOYS ARE
UP TO SOMETHING.

WHO ARE THEY?

I CAN'T SAY FOR SURE,

BUT I THINK THEY'RE THE ONES
THAT DID PEGLER DIRT.

PEGLER? WHO--

OH. ISN'T THAT
THE EDITOR?

THE ONE WHO WAS
FOUND SHOT DEAD?

YOU MEAN
THEY DID IT?

OH, I DON'T SAY
THEY DID IT, EXACTLY.

THEY KNOW MORE
THAN IS COMFORTABLE.

STILL WEARING
THAT WHITE HAT, HUH?

WHO'S THAT?

THAT'S LON YOUNTIS.

NOTHING TO BE
ALARMED ABOUT.

[GUNSHOT]

AAH!

IT'S ALL RIGHT, DARLING.
DON'T BE FRIGHTENED.

STAND RIGHT
WHERE YOU ARE.

THAT DIRTY SCUM.

INSIDE.

GET OUT OF HERE.

HALF-CIRCLE CUT,

YOU'LL FIND THAT
THE CRAVAT BRAND.

CAN'T YOU TAKE
A JOKE, YANCEY?

JOKE, NOTHING!

Lon: IF YOUR MISSIS
WASN'T WITH YOU...

YOU'LL "MISSIS" ME?
YOU--YOU DIRTY SCUM!

YOU'RE A LOT OF
GOOD-FOR-NOTHING LOAFERS,

THAT'S WHAT YOU ARE,

SHOOTING AT PEOPLE
IN THE STREET.

YOU LEAVE MY HUSBAND
ALONE!

I DECLARE,
I'VE A NOTION--

HONEY, HONEY.
SABRA. SABRA.

WHY, IT'LL BE
ALL OVER THE SOUTHWEST

THAT YANCEY CRAVAT

WAS HIDING BEHIND
A WOMAN'S PETTICOAT.

BUT YOU DIDN'T.
THEY CAN'T SAY SO.

YOU SHOT HIM
VERY NICELY

IN THE EAR, DARLING.

WELL...YOU SHOULDN'T
INTERFERE

WHEN MEN ARE HAVING
A LITTLE FRIENDLY SHOOTING.

FRIENDLY? A BULLET WITHIN
AN INCH OF YOUR HEAD?

HE KNEW WHERE
IT WAS GOING.

COME ON, SUGAR.

I THINK WE'D BETTER
FIND THAT HOUSE

WE'RE GOING TO
LIVE IN, DON'T YOU?

HUH? COME ON.

DOWN A LITTLE.

A LITTLE MORE.
WHOA, WHOA.

A LITTLE MORE.

DOWN A LITTLE MORE.
HOLD IT! HOLD IT.

THAT'S IT. NAIL HER!

I-I-I'LL--I'LL
B-B-BUSHWHACK HER.

WELL, HONEY?
WELL, WE'RE HERE.

YES, WE ARE.
WE'RE HERE.

WE'RE GETTING
STARTED, TOO.

HONEY, WHEN I THINK OF THAT
5 YEARS IN WICHITA...

I THOUGHT YOU LIKED IT
IN WICHITA.

A PRISONED SOUL, MY PET.
5 YEARS IN ONE PLACE?

THAT'S THE LONGEST STRETCH
I'VE EVER DONE.

5 YEARS. BACK AND FORTH
LIKE A TRAIL HORSE.

HOUSE. OFFICE.
VENABLES. VEGETABLES.

IN A LITTLE WHILE,
I'D HAVE TURNED INTO

EITHER A VENABLE
OR VEGETABLE,

ONE OR THE OTHER.

WELL...

WE'D BETTER GET THIS OFFICE
AND PRINT SHOP SETTLED

IF YOU'RE EVER
GOING TO GET OUT

AN ISSUE
OF THAT NEWSPAPER.

JESSE RICKEY
WILL TEND TO IT.

HE'S A P-PRINTER,
AND A D-DARN GOOD ONE.

I GOT TO SEE ABOUT THESE
REAL-ESTATE TRANSFERS

AND WRITE UP SOME
EDITORIALS AND NEWS.

WE GOT A CLUE TO THE PEGLER
KILLER LAST NIGHT.

I WANT TO FOLLOW IT UP.

I WISH YOU WOULDN'T.

IF I CAN FIND OUT
WHO KILLED PEGLER,

I'M GOING TO PRINT IT

IN THE FIRST EDITION
OF THE OKLAHOMA WIGWAM.

WELL, DID YOU--
DID YOU SEE THE--

WELL,
WE GOT THE S-SHINGLE

HUNG OUT ALL RIGHT,
MISS C-C-C-CRAVAT.

LOOKS FINE,
MISS SABRA.

COME ON NOW,
I-IS-IS--

COLORED BOY.

WE'D BETTER PITCH IN
AND INSTALL THINGS.

NEVER MIND, RICKEY.

I'LL STRAIGHTEN
THIS ROOM.

YOU GO ON INTO THE PRINT SHOP
WITH ISAIAH.

YES'M.

WE'LL HURRY UP
WITH THE PRINTING PRESS

AND--AND D-D-D-DUST OFF
THE ADJECTIVES.

THANK YOU!

LOOK, MAMA.

SEE WHAT AN INDIAN
JUST GAVE ME.

CIM, CIM! HOW MANY TIMES
HAVE I TOLD YOU

NOT TO TALK TO THOSE DIRTY,
FILTHY INDIANS?

HERE. HERE. TAKE THIS
IN THE KITCHEN.

BE CAREFUL NOW.
DON'T DROP IT.

THEN COME BACK
AND HELP MOTHER.

ALL RIGHT, MAMA.

SAFETY PINS, COLLAR BUTTONS,
NEEDLES, THREAD,

THIMBLES, CROCHET COTTON,
CELLULOID COLLARS,

SAFETY PINS, CROCHET COTTON,
NEEDLES...

HERE COMES THAT
LITTLE SHRIMP AGAIN.

LET'S SEE HOW
HE FEELS TODAY.

HEY, SOL!
COME HERE.

I WANT TO BUY

A LITTLE
FANCY LACE.

HA HA HA!

COME ON
OVER HERE!

COME ON, SOL.

NEEDLES, THREAD...

[MEN LAUGHING RAUCOUSLY]

COME ON, SOL!

I WANT TO BUY MY GAL
A BUSTLE.

Man: HOW MUCH
FOR A CORSET COVER?

Second man: THROW ME
A PAIR OF SIDE GIRDLES!

SAFETY PINS,
COTTON GLOVES, NEEDLES...

[ALL TALKING AT ONCE]

PLEASE!
PLEASE DON'T!

[MEN LAUGHING]

PLEASE!
PLEASE DON'T!

PLEASE DON'T.

PLEASE DON'T.
PLEASE DON'T.

WAIT A MINUTE!
PLEASE. PLEASE.

PLEASE DON'T.

WELL.

PLEASE DON'T
DO IT, MISTER.

HOW ARE YOU,
MR. LEVY?

PLEASE.
PLEASE, MISTER.

THAT'S ALL RIGHT.
THAT'S ALL RIGHT.

LET'S YOU AND ME
HAVE A DRINK.

NO, THANKS.

PLEASE, NO.
NO, NO.

GO ON.

IT WON'T
HURT YOU.

I DON'T WANT ANY.
THANKS.

WHAT, YOU
DON'T WANT IT?

Man: BE A REAL FELLA
AND HAVE A DRINK.

NO, NO.

WHAT DO YOU THINK
OF A COOT

THAT WON'T
TAKE A DRINK?

WHERE YOU
GOING THERE?

[LAUGHTER]

PLEASE, MISTER.

COME HERE,
YOU LITTLE RUNT FELLOW.

COME UP HERE.

NO, PLEASE!
PLEASE, MISTER.

TAKE IT, SON.

[COUGHING]

PLEASE DON'T,
MISTER. PLEASE.

PLEASE DON'T,
MISTER.

HAVE ANOTHER HERE.

[COUGHING]

PLEASE! PLEASE!

WHEN I TELL THEM
TO TAKE A DRINK,

THEY DRINK,
DON'T THEY?

Man: THEY DO!

[GUNSHOT]

YOU'RE A ROUGH,
EH, YOUNTIS?

JUST WHIP YOUR WEIGHT
IN WILDCATS, HUH?

WHO ASKED YOU?

COME ON, SOL.
YOU ALL RIGHT, HUH?

SURE. THAT'S THEIR IDEA
OF A JOKE.

YOU GO AHEAD
ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS.

THEY WON'T BE
BOTHERING YOU NONE NOW.

THANKS, MR. CRAVAT.

THANK YOU.

THREATENING TO MAKE OSAGE
THE TERROR OF THE SOUTHWEST

AS IN THE OLD DAYS
OF THE CIMARRON, EH?

NOW, YOU
AS THE EDITOR--

YEAH, ME AS EDITOR

AM INTERVIEWING
CITIZENS OF NOTE

REGARDING
THEIR SENTIMENTS.

WHAT'S YOURS?

STICK TO
YOUR LAWING.

COME ON, YOUNTIS.

YOU KNOW WHAT
I'M AIMING AT.

WHO KILLED PEGLER?

I'M ADVISING YOU

TO KEEP YOUR
MOUTH SHUT,

OR THE NEXT TIME,

IT WON'T BE
YOUR SOMBRERO!

WELL, THANKS
FOR THE SENTIMENT. MINE IS--

[WAR WHOOP]

CHEROKEE DEATH CRY.
IT MEANS YOU OR HIM.

THE SECOND BUTTON
ON HIS COAT

IS ABOUT THE SPOT
FOR HIS WISHBONE...

MAYBE A COUPLE
OF INCHES HIGHER.

GET YOUR REAL-ESTATE PAPERS
FILED ALL RIGHT?

MM-HMM.

YANCEY, DEAR.

YOU'RE NOT GOING
TO BOTHER ANY MORE

ABOUT THAT
PEGLER MAN, ARE YOU?

DON'T
YOU BE WORRYING

YOUR PRETTY
HEAD ABOUT THAT.

OH, PLEASE.

WHAT DOES IT MATTER?
HE'S DEAD.

MAYBE HE DID
SHOOT HIMSELF.

BESIDES, YOU'VE GOT
CIM AND ME TO THINK OF.

PEGLER WAS SHOT
IN THE BACK

TRYING TO DO
WHAT I WANT TO DO--

MAKE A MODEL EMPIRE

OUT OF THIS NEW
OKLAHOMA COUNTRY.

NO, SIR.

I'LL SHOW THEM,
FIRST CRACK.

THE OKLAHOMA WIGWAM

PRINTS ALL THE NEWS
ALL THE TIME,

KNOWING NO LAW
EXCEPT THE LAW OF GOD

AND THE GOVERNMENT
OF THESE UNITED STATES.

SAY, THAT'S
A PRETTY GOOD SLOGAN.

TOP OF THE PAGE,

JUST AHEAD OF
THE EDITORIAL COLUMN.

OH, YANCEY,
LET THEM ALONE!

I DON'T WANT YOU
TO BE KILLED. I DON'T.

HONEY, I'M GOING TO CLEAN UP
THE PEGLER KILLING

OR I WON'T
BE ALIVE MYSELF.

YOU DON'T WANT TO LOSE
ME JUST YET, DO YOU?

HMM?

NO, DEAREST.

Man: THERE HE IS.

HOWDY, CLEM.

HOWDY, MA'AM.

HOWDY, MA'AM.

YANCEY, OUR WOMENFOLK
THINK IT'S ABOUT TIME

THAT SOME CONTACT
BE ESTABLISHED

BETWEEN THE TOWN
AND PROVIDENCE.

THERE AIN'T
A MINISTER HERE,

AND WE'VE COME
TO ASK YOU

TO CONDUCT DIVINE
SERVICE NEXT SUNDAY.

DIVINE SERVICE?

WHY, SURE.
I'LL BE PLEASED TO.

THEN IT'S SETTLED.
FINE.

WE'LL HAVE TO
ARRANGE A PLACE.

LET'S SEE. THERE'S
GRAT GOTCH'S.

THE GAMBLING TENT?

IT'S THE ONLY PLACE
IN TOWN BIG ENOUGH.

THAT'S RIGHT.

I KNOW GRAT WELL.
I'LL SPEAK TO HIM.

COME ALONG.
BACK SOON, HONEY.

Woman: GOOD MORNING,
MR. CRAVAT.

YOU FEEL NERVOUS ABOUT
YOUR SERMON, DEAR?

I'D RATHER PLEAD
TO A TEXAS JURY

THAN PREACH
TO THIS GANG OF--

[MEN LAUGHING LOUDLY]

WHAT'S EVERYBODY
LAUGHING AT?

HOW CAN YOU LAUGH?!

ISAIAH!

CAN'T YOU
UNDERSTAND?

I DIDN'T GO
TO FRET NOBODY.

YOU ALL DRESS UP FINE
FOR YOUR CHURCH MEETING,

SO I CRAVE TO DRESS
MYSELF UP SUNDAY STYLE.

THAT'S RIGHT, ISAIAH.

WE TAKE IT AS
A PERSONAL COMPLIMENT.

WHY, YOU LOOK FINER
THAN ANY OF US.

I JUST FIXED MY TOILET
LIKE YOU-ALL'S.

ISAIAH, WOULD YOU
LIKE TO HAVE

A REAL SUIT
OF SUNDAY CLOTHES?

A SUNDAY SUIT
FOR ME TO WEAR?

FOR TRUE?

I DON'T WANT YOU TO GO
TO THAT CHURCH MEETING.

OH.

NO, NO. YOU
DON'T UNDERSTAND.

NOW LISTEN CLOSE.

I WANT YOU TO DO

SOMETHING IMPORTANT
FOR ME.

MM-HMM.

NOW, THE HOUSE
IS ALL ALONE, SEE?

I WANT YOU
TO GO DOWN THERE

AND KEEP WATCH
TILL WE COME HOME

FROM THAT
CHURCH MEETING.

PATROL DUTY,
THAT'S WHAT.

PATROL DUTY?

YES, SIR,
MASTER YANCEY!

YOU TAKE THIS, AND IF ANYONE
TRIES TO BREAK IN, SHOOT.

I'LL KILL THEM
DEAD!

FINE. YOU GET A NEW SUIT
AND BOOTS BESIDES.

NOW SCOOT.

YES, SIR.
I'M SCOOTING.

[LAUGHTER]

DO YOU THINK--

OH, YANCEY, LET'S NOT GO.

TELL THEM YOU'RE SICK.
OR I'M SICK.

TELL THEM ANYTHING,
HONEY.

WE'RE LATE, HONEY.

HA HA HA!

HI, YANCE!

Second man:
HI, PREACHER MAN!

HELLO, PREACHER!
WHERE'S YOUR BIBLE?

RIGHT HERE, BOYS.

NOW, NO LOAFING
IN THE ENTRANCE.

EITHER COME IN
OR STAY OUT.

DID YOU SEE
THAT MAN YOUNTIS?

HE LOOKED AT YOU SO.

THAT'S FINE, HONEY.
I ALWAYS LIKE TO HAVE

THE MEMBERS OF MY FLOCK
RIGHT UNDER MY EYE.

QUITE A SHINDIG,
AIN'T IT?

YOU KNOW,
SOME OF THESE FOLKS

LOOK AS QUEER IN CHURCH
AS A MULE DOES

IN THE FRONT
P-P-P-P-PARLOR.

HOW DO, MRS. CRAVAT?

I'M
MRS. TRACY WYATT.

HOW DO YOU DO?

IT WAS SO NICE
OF YOUR HUSBAND

TO CONDUCT THIS SERVICE
THIS MORNING.

ABOUT TIME
THE INTELLECTUAL LIFE

OF THIS COMMUNITY
WAS STIRRED UP A BIT.

YES.

I WAS A SCHOOLTEACHER
BACK EAST--

THAT IS,
IN CAIRO, ILLINOIS.

OH, INDEED?

OH, YES, INDEED.

I CAN TRACE
MY ANCESTORS

RIGHT BACK
TO WILLIAM WHIPPLE,

ONE OF THE SIGNERS

OF THE DECLARATION
OF INDEPENDENCE.

LAND, YES. HMM.

COME ALONG, GIRLS.

DIXIE LEE. JUST
ARRIVED IN TOWN.

DIXIE LEE?

OH! WHY, I THOUGHT
YOU'D HEARD OF HER.

WELL! WHY, SHE'S,
SHE'S, UH...

RIGHT HERE, SISTER.
TAKE MY PEW!

GET UP, WEBB.

WHY DON'T YOU GIVE
THE GALS A SEAT?

REST THE VELVET,
LADY.

LOOK OUT FOR
THEM SPLINTERS.

SIT DOWN.
TAKE OFF YOUR HATS.

Man: AIN'T SHE
A HUCKLEBERRY?

Second man:
LOLLAPALOOZA.

Third man: FILLED UP,
PERT AND CHIPPER.

THOSE GIRLS.

DREADFUL.

EXCUSE ME, PLEASE.

IS IT ALL RIGHT
IF I'M HERE?

YOU CAN STAY HERE
JUST AS LONG AS I DO.

THANKS.

FELLOW CITIZENS,

I HAVE BEEN CALLED UPON
TO CONDUCT THIS OPENING MEETING

OF THE OSAGE FIRST METHODIST
EPISCOPALIAN

LUTHERAN PRESBYTERIAN
CONGREGATIONAL

BAPTIST CATHOLIC
UNITARIAN HEBREW CHURCH.

DURING THE COURSE OF MY CAREER
AS LAWYER AND EDITOR,

I HAVE BEEN REQUIRED

TO SPEAK ON VARIOUS OCCASIONS
ON MANY SUBJECTS.

I'VE SPOKEN
IN DEFENSE OF MY COUNTRY

AND IN CRITICISM OF IT.

I HAVE BEEN CALLED UPON
TO DEFEND AND CONVICT

HORSE-THIEVES,
HARLOTS, AND MURDERERS.

AND WHILE I KNOW MY BIBLE
FROM COVER TO COVER

AND MANY OF ITS PASSAGES
ARE GRAVEN ON MY HEART,

THIS, FELLOW CITIZENS,
IS THE VERY FIRST TIME

THAT I HAVE EVER BEEN REQUIRED
TO SPEAK THE WORD OF GOD

IN HIS TEMPLE.

FOR ANY SHELTER, HOWEVER HUMBLE
OR HOWEVER SORDID--

UH, NO OFFENSE, GRAT...

BECOMES, WHEN HIS WORD
IS SPOKEN IN IT, HIS TEMPLE.

THEREFORE, LET US OPEN
THIS AUSPICIOUS OCCASION

BY SINGING, UH...WHAT DO YOU
KNOW, BOYS, ANYWAY, HUH?

HOW ABOUT, UH,
WHO WERE YOU AT HOME?

FOR A S-S-S-S-STARTER?

HA HA HA!
THANKS, RICKEY.

IT'S A GOOD SONG,
THOUGH A BIT SECULAR.

BUT YOU ALL KNOW IT.
THAT'S THE MAIN THING.

[PIANO PLAYING]

HERE, WAIT A MINUTE!
WAIT A MINUTE.

[PIANO STOPS]

WHILE WE ARE SINGING,
WE'LL TAKE UP A COLLECTION.

WHAT FOR?

BECAUSE, PETE,
YOU INFIDEL,

PART OF A CHURCH SERVICE
IS IN TAKING UP A COLLECTION.

[LAUGHTER]

AND YOUR DONATIONS,
FELLOW CITIZENS,

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN--

AND YOU, TOO, PETE--

WILL BE FOR THE NEW
CHURCH ORGAN.

GREAT GUNSTICK, YANCEY.
WE AIN'T EVEN GOT A CHURCH!

HA HA HA!

HEH HEH.

THAT'S ALL RIGHT, PETE.
ONCE WE BUY AN ORGAN,

IT STANDS TO REASON

WE'LL HAVE TO BUILD A CHURCH
TO PUT IT IN.

AND MEMBERS
OF THE CONGREGATION,

ANYBODY CONTRIBUTING
LESS THAN TWO BITS

WILL BE THROWN OUT
OF THIS TENT BY ME.

INDIANS NOT INCLUDED.

ALL RIGHT, JESSE.

WILL YOU PLEASE
FAVOR US WITH A PITCH?

* *

* DO LA SI

* D-D-DO D-DO D-DO D

* DO

WILL THE LADIES PLEASE JOIN IN
WITH THEIR SWEET SOPRANO VOICES?

* GOD ALONE REMEMBERS
ERE YOU FIRST BEGAN TO ROAM *

* JACK OR JO OR BILL OR PETE,
ANYONE YOU CHANCE TO MEET *

* SURE TO HIT IT
JUST AS NEAT *

* OH

* WHO WERE YOU AT HOME?
WHO WERE YOU AT HOME? *

* WHO WERE YOU AT HOME?
WHO WERE YOU AT HOME? *

* GOD ALONE REMEMBERS
ERE YOU FIRST BEGAN TO ROAM *

* JACK OR JO OR BILL OR PETE,
ANYONE YOU CHANCE TO MEET *

* SURE TO HIT IT
JUST AS NEAT *

* OH

* WHO WERE YOU AT HOME?
WHO WERE YOU AT HOME? *

Yancey: ONCE AGAIN, PLEASE.

* OH, WHO WERE YOU
AT HOME? *

* ONLY GOD REMEMBERS

* WHEN YOU FIRST
COMMENCED TO ROAM *

* JACK OR JO OR BILL OR PETE,
ANY WANDERING MAID WE MEET *

* ANY BIRD CAN SING

* OH

* WHO WERE YOU AT HOME?

* WHO WERE YOU AT HOME?
WHO WERE YOU AT HOME? *

FELLOW CITIZENS,
THE SUM OF THE COLLECTION

FOR THE ORGAN
FOR THE FIRST OSAGE CHURCH,

WHOSE DENOMINATION
SHALL BE NAMELESS,

IS A GRATIFYING TOTAL
OF $133.55.

[APPLAUSE AND CHEERS]

WAIT A MINUTE.
WAIT A MINUTE, GRAT.

DID YOU SAY
55 CENTS? 55?

THAT'S RIGHT,
YANCEY.

SOME MISERABLE, TIGHT-FISTED
SKINFLINT OF A...

WELL, MAYBE THERE'S AN OSAGE
BY MISTAKE.

HOW ABOUT
A CHEROKEE, YANCEY?

NOT A CHEROKEE, SID.

I RECOGNIZED YOUR VOICE
BY THE SQUEAK.

IF YOU KNEW ANYTHING AT ALL,

YOU AND YOUNTIS AND THE REST
OF YOUR OUTFIT,

YOU'D REALIZE THAT
A CHEROKEE IS TOO SMART

TO PUT ANYTHING
IN THE CONTRIBUTION BOX

OF A RACE THAT'S ROBBED HIM
OF HIS BIRTHRIGHT.

FRIENDS, WE'VE COME
TO THE SERMON.

ANYONE WISHING TO LEAVE,
KINDLY DO SO NOW.

PLEASE MAKE WAY FOR ALL
DEPARTING WORSHIPPERS.

MY TEXT IS FROM PROVERBS.

"A LION IS IN THE WAY.
THERE'S A LION IN THE STREETS."

FRIENDS, THERE'S A LION
IN THE STREETS OF OSAGE.

I HAVE A CONFESSION TO MAKE.

I HAVE GONE ABOUT SEEKING
INFORMATION OF THIS LION--

I MIGHT SAY THIS JACKAL
OR DIRTY SCUM,

IF IT WOULDN'T
BE SACRILEGIOUS--

BUT THIS JACKAL
IN THE LION'S SKIN WHO,

BY THREATENING SUDDEN DEATH,

HAS HELD THIS LITTLE TOWN
ABJECTLY TERRORIZED.

I INTENDED TO ANNOUNCE
FROM THIS PULPIT,

FROM THIS PLATFORM,

THAT I WOULD PUBLISH
THIS KNOWLEDGE

IN THE FIRST ISSUE
OF THE OKLAHOMA WIGWAM

COMING OFF THE PRESS
NEXT THURSDAY,

THEREBY STARTING MY PAPER OFF
WITH A BANG.

FRIENDS AND FELLOW CITIZENS,
I REPENT OF MY GREED

AND MY DESIRE
FOR SELF-ADVANCEMENT

AT THE EXPENSE
OF THIS COMMUNITY.

I NO LONGER INTEND
TO WITHHOLD

THE NAME OF THAT
YELLOW SKUNK AND MURDERER

WHO SHOT DOWN JACK PEGLER
WHEN HIS BACK WAS TURNED.

I WILL TELL YOU ALL NOW
THE NAME OF THAT--

[GUNSHOTS]

[SCREAMING]

...WAS LON YOUNTIS.

[GUNSHOTS]

STAND WHERE YOU ARE!

LOUIS HEFNER, AS CORONER,

DO YOUR OFFICIAL DUTY
AND REMOVE THE BODY.

OK, YANCE. IT'S SELF-DEFENSE
AND JUSTIFIABLE HOMICIDE.

THIS TOWN
NEEDS A BOOT HILL,

AND I'LL START IT
WITH THIS BURIAL.

COME ON, BOYS.

FELLOW CITIZENS...

UNDER THE CIRCUMSTANCES,

WE WILL FORGO THE SERMON

AND CONCLUDE THIS SERVICE
WITH A BRIEF WORD OF PRAYER.

BLESS THIS COMMUNITY,
O LORD.

AMEN.

I SWAN.

THAT'S THE MOST
SURPRISING CHURCH MEETING

I EVER ATTENDED,

BUT I MUST SAY,

YOUR HUSBAND DID
THE PROPER THING.

THE CLEANING OUT
OF THAT GANG

IS ONE OF THE FIRST MOVES

TO MAKE THIS TOWN
FIT TO LIVE IN.

THANKS TO YOU,
YANCEY.

HORRIBLE.
HE MIGHT HAVE--

BUT HE DIDN'T,
HONEY.

EVERYTHING'S
ALL RIGHT.

DID YOU HAVE TO
KILL HIM LIKE THAT?

NO...I COULD HAVE
LET HIM KILL ME.

CONGRATULATIONS,
MR. CRAVAT.

HAVEN'T SEEN YOU
SINCE THE RUN.

Yancey: HOW DO YOU DO,
MISS, UH...UH...

LEE.

HA HA! NO WONDER.

I HEARD YOU WERE
IN TOWN.

OH, YOU'VE KNOWN?

YES, I'M HERE.

THOUGHT YOU'D SETTLED DOWN
ON THAT QUARTER SECTION

THAT I DIDN'T GET.

I TRIED
TO BE A FARMER,

BUT I HAD TO GIVE UP
THE LAND.

THE NEIGHBORS' WIVES

FORMED A VIGILANCE
COMMITTEE,

AND I LEFT
BY REQUEST.

A VIGILANCE
COMMITTEE WOULD.

YOU HAVEN'T
SAID A WORD

ALL
THE WAY HOME, PET.

WHAT'S STIRRING YOU?

THAT WOMAN,
LURKING AND SMILING.

AND YOU STOOD THERE
ACTUALLY TALKING TO HER,

HOLDING HER HAND!

AFTER SHE'D STOLEN
YOUR LAND IN THE RUN, TOO.

SHE WANTED THAT LAND

BECAUSE SHE WAS
TRYING TO GIVE UP

HER WAY OF LIVING.

SHE WAS DESPERATE.

WHAT'S SHE DOING
HERE, THEN?

DRIVEN OUT
BY THE NEIGHBORS.

SHE HEARD THE RAILROAD
WAS COMING THROUGH

AND CAME DOWN HERE.

YOU TALK AS THOUGH
YOU KNOW A LOT ABOUT HER.

A LITTLE. BELONGS
TO A GOOD FAMILY.

VICTIM
OF CIRCUMSTANCES.

WELL, IN A WAY,
SHE'S A GOOD GIRL.

A GOOD GIRL?!

I KNOW A LOT OF PEOPLE
SCATTERED OVER OKLAHOMA

THAT COULDN'T
CAST A STONE AT HER.

OH! DON'T YOU QUOTE
YOUR BIBLES

AND MAGDALENES AT ME,
YANCEY CRAVAT!

Isaiah: * OH, LISTEN
TO THE LAMBS *

* ALL A-CRYIN'

* OH, LISTEN TO THE LAMBS,
ALL A-CRYIN' *

* OH, LISTEN TO THE LAMBS,
ALL A-CRYIN' *

* AND I WANT TO GO TO HEAVEN
WHEN I DIE *

FIRST ANNIVERSARY
NUMBER.

SAY, YOU'VE BEEN READING

THE BULLETIN BOARD
FOR A YEAR.

WHY DON'T YOU
SUBSCRIBE?

WELL, IT WOULD COST
A DOLLAR.

CRAVAT COULD USE
THAT DOLLAR

TO BUY
THE NEW BABY A RATTLE

AND A PAIR OF RUBBER BOOTS
TILL THE STREETS GET PAVED.

YOU SURE NEED
RUBBER BOOTS HERE

OR GO BAREFOOT.

IF THEY DON'T,

WE'RE ALL GOING TO BE
IN MUCK TO OUR NECKS.

I GOT TO GET
A NEW PAIR OF BOOTS.

[QUIETLY]
DARLING, SHE'S AWAKE.

HA HA HA!

HELLO, BABY DONNA.
HELLO, SWEETHEART.

LOOK.
THIS IS DADDY.

MM-HMM.
THIS IS MAMA.

MUCH MORE IMPORTANT
TO YOU JUST NOW.

HA HA HA!

OH...

OH, YANCEY, DARLING,
I'M SO HAPPY.

I'M HIGHFALUTIN'
MYSELF, SUGAR--

SMILING AS
A BASKET OF CHIPS.

OH, I'M GOING TO DO
SO MANY THINGS:

BUILD A PORCH
FOR DONNA,

START A WOMEN'S CLUB--
A REAL ONE--

MAKE THIS TOWN BETTER
FOR DONNA TO LIVE IN--

NO SALOONS,
NO WOMEN LIKE DIXIE LEE--

AND I'M GONNA HAVE
A HIRED GIRL

AS SOON AS
THE NEWSPAPER--

YEAH, ALL
THOSE THINGS, SUGAR,

BUT YOU MUSTN'T TRY
TOO MUCH.

THE GARDEN LOOKS FINE,
MISS SABRA,

AND THEM MORNING GLORIES
SURE IS CLIMBING.

WELL, THANK YOU,
ISAIAH.

HI THERE.
HA HA!

LOOK, SHE KNOWS ME.

UH-HUH.

WHO ARE YOU ROLLING YOUR EYES
AT AND MAKING FACES?

HA HA! JUST WAIT

UNTIL YOU GET
A LITTLE MORE BIGGER.

I'VE GOT A LOT OF THINGS
I'M GOING TO TEACH YOU.

MAY I COME IN?

I BROUGHT YOU SOME OF
THE NICEST CHICKEN BROTH.

MADE IT MYSELF--
OLD FAMILY RECIPE.

YOU MUST TAKE SOME
BETWEEN MEALS

TO KEEP YOUR
STRENGTH UP.

THANK YOU, MRS. WYATT.

HELLO, BABY!
HELLO!

I HEARD YOU!
HA HA!

HOW IS THE LITTLE
DARLING?

SIMPLY BLOOMING.

HMM. I DO WANT
TO CONGRATULATE YOU

ON THE FIRST
ANNIVERSARY

OF THE NEWSPAPER.

IN YOUTH AND BEAUTY,
WISDOM IS SO RARE.

HA HA HA!
SHAKESPEARE.

AH!

THAT REMINDS ME.

YOUR IDEA
OF THE NEW CLUB--

WE MUST TAKE UP
LITERATURE, TOO.

YES, AND MAYBE
EARLY AMERICAN HISTORY.

WHY, HONEY, DON'T YOU
KNOW YOU'RE MAKING IT?

YES.

WALLPAPER?

WHY, IT'S
THE FIRST IN TOWN.

WHERE DID YOU
GET IT?

IN MR. HEFNER'S STORE.

I HAD HIM
SEND EAST FOR IT.

HAS HE GOT
ANY LEFT?

I THINK SO.

I THINK HE GOT
SEVERAL PATTERNS.

IT'S A NEW DEPARTMENT.

DO TELL. WELL,
I MUST BE GOING.

GOOD-BYE.

GOOD-BYE, DONNA.
GOOD-BYE.

GOOD-BYE.

HA HA! AHEM.

I RECKON LOUIE HEFNER'S
GOING TO HAVE

A RUN ON WALLPAPER,
SUGAR.

HA HA! OH.
I WANT TO GET

A NICE LITTLE
DAINTY ROSEBUD PATTERN

FOR DONNA'S NEW BEDROOM.

SHOULD WE GIVE HIM
THE HOUSE, TOO?

SUGAR, YOU ARE
GETTING AMBITIOUS.

I CAN'T TELL YOU

HALF THE THINGS
I'M THINKING.

[DONNA CRYING]

THAT'S FUNNY.

I FEEL SO LIGHT,
SO QUEER.

I THINK
I'M GOING TO...

OH, SUGAR.

HONEY. HONEY.

SABRA...

HUH.

[GUNSHOTS
AND MEN WHOOPING]

[GUNSHOTS]

OUTLAWS.

THE KID AND HIS GANG
ARE SHOOTING UP THE BANK.

KID! KID!
THERE'S CRAVAT.

DANG IT! I DIDN'T
FIGURE ON HIM.

TAKE CARE OF SABRA,
AND KEEP EVERYBODY--

EVERYBODY AWAY
FROM THOSE WINDOWS.

YEAH.

[GUNSHOTS]

OH, KEEP BACK.
IT'S ALL RIGHT.

YOU KEEP BACK.

YANCEY'S OUT THERE,
AND I CAN'T DO ANYTHING!

[GUNSHOTS]

[QUIETLY]
WHERE'S CIM?

CIM! CIM!

I'LL FIND HIM,
MISS SABRA!

[GUNSHOTS]

CIM.

OH, NO! NO!
ISAIAH!

[GLASS SHATTERS]

[GLASS SHATTERS]

HOLD TIGHT.
HOLD TIGHT.

[KID GROANING]

YOU PEGGED ME.

I NEVER FIGURED
WE'D END UP

ON THE OPPOSITE SIDES
OF THE FENCE, KID.

MY FAULT, YANCE.
DIDN'T HAVE AN INVITE.

CAN I DO ANYTHING?

YOU COULD BLOW ME
TO A PINE BOX,

IF YOU WANT TO.

SURE, KID.

AND I'LL OWE YOU
FOR IT.

SORRY.

[PEOPLE SHOUTING]

PICKED THE WRONG
TOWN THIS TIME!

HIT YOU
IN THE ARM, EH?

BATTLED
THE WHOLE BUNCH!

HEY, YOU'RE
THE CORONER!

LET'S EXHIBIT
THE KID!

ALL RIGHT,
WE'LL FIX HIM UP

AND PUT HIM
IN THE FRONT WINDOW!

YANCEY, THAT'S
THE HIGHEST PRICED SHOOTING

EVER DONE
IN THIS COMMUNITY,

WITH ALL THE REWARDS
OUT FOR THE KID.

BANKERS' ASSOCIATION
PAYS 10,000 CASH ALONE!

AND WELLS FARGO 5!

AND THE RAILROADS--

THE SANTA FE
AND KATY 5,000 EACH.

AND YOU'LL GET IT
ALL, YANCEY!

THAT'S MORE
THAN 30,000!

AND THE GOVERNMENT PRICE
ON THE KID'S HEAD!

YOU'LL HEAR
FROM WASHINGTON.

OLD BEN HARRISON
WILL BE TICKLED PINK.

FOR GETTING RID OF
THE LAST REAL BANDIT

OF THE COUNTRY!

I WOULDN'T BE
SURPRISED

IF THEY APPOINT YOU
GOVERNOR OF THE TERRITORY.

[ALL TALKING AT ONCE]

I'LL SEND THAT DOC VALLIANT
TO YOU, YANCE.

Cim: OH, MAMA!

CIM!

CIM!

HERE COMES
THE BOSS.

HE'S HURT.

A LITTLE,
I THINK.

[WEAKLY]
MASTER YANCEY...

OH, MASTER YANCEY...

MAS...

DON'T YOU WORRY
ABOUT IT, SUGAR.

DOC VALLIANT
WILL BE RIGHT OVER.

OH, DARLING,

I'M SO GRATEFUL
IT ISN'T WORSE.

THE WHOLE TOWN'S

SO PROUD OF WHAT
YOU'VE DONE--

GETTING RID OF THOSE
BANDITS AND OUTLAWS.

JUST THINK.
ALL THAT MONEY--

CIM'S EDUCATION,

DONNA CAN GO
EAST TO SCHOOL,

WE'LL HAVE A NEW
PRINTING PRESS.

I'LL SEND BACK THE REWARDS--
EVERY DOLLAR.

YOU'LL...

SEND THEM BACK?

I KNEW THE KID

WHEN HE WAS
RIDING THE OPEN RANGE,

MAKING HONEST MONEY.

I'VE RODE WITH HIM.

I'VE SLEPT IN THE PRAIRIE
BESIDE HIM.

WE WERE FRIENDS.

AH, THE FOOL.

WHY, ONE OF HIS BULLETS

MIGHT HAVE HIT YOU
OR CIM OR DONNA!

THAT'S WHY
I KILLED THE KID.

NOT FOR MONEY.

[GASP]

OH!

WHAT'S THE MATTER
WITH ISAIAH, MAMA?

SHH.

WELL, OLD GROVER
FINALLY WOKE UP

TO WHAT WE NEED
OUT HERE.

IT'S THE GREATEST THING

THAT EVER HAPPENED
TO THE TERRITORY.

FOLKS WILL FLOCK IN FROM
ALL OVER THE COUNTRY.

IT WILL BE A BIGGER RUSH
THAN WE HAD HERE IN '89.

BIGGER?
I SHOULD SAY SO.

THEY'LL ADD 6 MILLION
ACRES TO OUR TWO.

GREAT CHANCE FOR A MAN TO MAKE
A FORTUNE OUT THERE.

I GOT A LETTER
THE OTHER DAY

FROM A FRIEND OF MINE
BACK IN MAINE.

HE'S GOING TO
COME OUT HERE.

JUST BE IN TIME
TO JUMP IN.

NEARLY 4 WEEKS, EH?
SEPTEMBER 16th.

THAT'S WHAT THE TELEGRAM
SAYS, BOYS.

[CHEERING]

AH, A NEW RUN!
THE BIGGEST THING YET!

3 TIMES MORE LAND
THAN IN '89!

[ALL TALKING AT ONCE]

Man: SAY, HOW
ABOUT YOU, YANCEY?

HUH?

YOU WOULDN'T MISS
THIS, WOULD YOU?

OH, I CAN'T, BOYS.

I GOT TOO MUCH WORK
TO DO.

OH! HA HA HA!

[ALL TALKING AT ONCE]

[MEN SINGING]

I'LL BE GETTING
YOUR HORSE, YANCEY.

* FOR I CAN SING
AND DANCE WITH... *

HI, YANCEY!

PUT IN A FOOT FOR
WHERE THE BIG'S BIGGER!

WE'LL BE LOOKING
FOR YOU!

I'M GOING TO SELL OUT
EVERYTHING I GOT

AND HEAD FOR
THAT CHEROKEE LAND.

WELL, I WOULD TOO,

BUT I DON'T THINK
THE FOLKS WILL GO.

* FOR I CAN SING
AND DANCE WITH GLEE... *

HEADLINE FOR THE
CHEROKEE ARTICLE, JESS,

AND LOCK HER UP.

WELL, BY CRACKY!

THIS EXTRA WILL BE SOLD OUT
BEFORE SHE'S PRINTED!

YOU KNOW,
EVERYB-B-B--

MM-HMM.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[LAUGHING QUIETLY]

[HUMMING]

I THINK THAT WAS

THE NICEST CLUB MEETING
WE'VE EVER HAD.

YOUR SPEECH WAS
SO INTERESTING, MRS. CRAVAT.

THANK YOU.

DON'T FORGET
THE NEXT MEETING

IS AT MY HOUSE.

UH-HUH.

ELECTION
FOR PRESIDENT.

HA HA! I WON'T FORGET.
GOOD-BYE. GOOD-BYE.

SEE YOU SATURDAY

AT THE CROQUET
TOURNAMENT.

OH, YES, INDEED!

CIM, DEAR,
LOOK OUT FOR DONNA.

ALL RIGHT, MAMA.

HUH!

SHE WOULD BE
THE FIRST IN TOWN

TO HAVE
BALLOON SLEEVES.

I NEVER--

WY DON'T YOU
FIX THAT?

WE ARE FIXING IT!

WHAT, WITH CRACKS
TO FALL THROUGH?

COME!

YOU KNOW, I UNDERSTAND

BALLOON SLEEVES ARE
ALL THE STYLE

AT THE CHICAGO
WORLD'S FAIR.

DO TELL. OH!

[CRYING]

OH, THERE.
THAT'S TERRIBLE.

OH, DARLING,
DON'T CRY.

WHY, IT'S
BETSY LEVITT.

DID YOU EVER?

LOOK, HERE'S A PIECE
OF CANDY FOR YOU.

DON'T YOU WANT IT?

TAKE YOUR HANDS
OFF THAT CHILD.

COME HERE,
BETSY.

CANDY, EH?

YOU TRY ANY OF YOUR
KIDNAPPING TRICKS,

YOU'LL SUFFER
FOR IT.

WHY, I--

YOU VICIOUS HUSSY,

YOU'RE NOT FIT
TO TOUCH A CHILD.

COME, MRS. HAGEN.

I SUPPOSE I
SHOULD HAVE LET HER

LIE THERE
IN THE MUD AND CRY!

AND HOW THEY APPLAUDED
WHEN I SAID,

"OKLAHOMA HAS MADE
ITS HISTORY OVERNIGHT,

LIKE A MIRACLE OUT
OF THE OLD TESTAMENT."

MM-HMM. HA HA!

HA HA HA!

OH, YOU'RE RIGHT,
DEAR.

I DO LIKE IT HERE.

OH, I'M SO GLAD

WE CAME AWAY
FROM WICHITA.

AND YOU SHOULD HAVE
SEEN THEM

OPEN
THEIR EYES AT THIS.

MMM.

WHAT DO YOU
THINK OF IT?

HA HA!
CRUELTY TO ANIMALS.

OH, YANCEY!

IT'S THE VERY LATEST
THING FROM CHICAGO.

SOME OLD SQUAW
SEES SOME OF THAT,

AND SHE'LL WANT
TO BUY A PAIR

AND PUT A PAPOOSE
IN EACH SLEEVE.

HA HA!
COUSIN BELLA WRITES

THEY'LL BE EVEN
FULLER BY AUTUMN.

BY...

AUTUMN, HMM?

WHAT'S
IN THE TELEGRAM?

NEWS, SUGAR.

PRESIDENT CLEVELAND
HAS SET A DATE

FOR THE OPENING
OF THE CHEROKEE STRIP.

OH, THE CHEROKEE
LAND?

MM-HMM. GOVERNMENT'S
BOUGHT IT FROM THE INDIANS

FOR THE HUGE SUM
OF $1.40 AN ACRE,

PUSHING THEM
FURTHER BACK.

WELL, IT'S A GOOD THING.

THEY MADE NO USE
OF IT, ANYHOW.

DIRTY, FILTHY
GOOD-FOR-NOTHING LOAFERS--

HONEY.

HONEY, COME HERE.

LET'S GO, SABRA.
LET'S GO

FOR AN ALLOTMENT
OF THAT CHEROKEE LAND.

THIS IS
THE BIGGEST THING

IN THE HISTORY
OF OKLAHOMA.

LEAVE HERE?

SELL OUT THE PAPER
AT A PROFIT

AND GO FOR A TOWN SITE
THIS TIME.

GIVE UP ALL WE'VE
WORKED AND SLAVED FOR?

WE GAVE UP WICHITA
AND ADVICE

AND SOUTHERN
FRIED CHICKEN.

LET'S GET OUT
OF ALL THIS.

WAS MOTHER RIGHT
WHEN SHE SAID

YOU'D GO
FOR THE ADVENTURE OF IT.

HMM.

5 YEARS--

THE LONGEST TIME

YOU'VE EVER STAYED
IN ONE PLACE.

YOU'VE BEEN HERE
ONLY 4.

BUT DON'T YOU
REALIZE, SUGAR?

THIS IS
A NEW EMPIRE.

WE'LL SEE IT GROW

BEFORE OUR VERY EYES
INTO A NEW STATE.

WE CAN'T TEAR UP OUR LIVES
AND START OVER AGAIN!

YOU'VE DONE YOUR SHARE!
LET THE OTHERS GO!

HONEY, THIS IS A CHANCE
OF A LIFETIME!

OH...

NO, NO.

LET'S NOT TALK
ANY MORE ABOUT IT.

* HI-RICKETY
WHOOP TI DO *

* HOW I LOVE
TO SING TO YOU *

* OH, I CAN SING
AND DANCE *

* FOR I'M
JUST AS YOUNG *

* AS I USED TO BE

YANCEY!
YOU DON'T MEAN--

OH, DARLING!

SUGAR, IF WE ALL
TOOK ROOT AND SQUATTED,

THERE'D NEVER BE
ANY NEW COUNTRY.

[WHOOPING]

[MEN WHOOPING
AND SHOUTING]

Man: GOT A HORSE
FOR YOU, YANCEY!

YOU'RE NOT GOING NOW--
TODAY!

I'VE GOT TO.

YOU CAN'T GO
LIKE THIS!

SUGAR, COME ON
AND GO WITH ME.

BUT CIM, DONNA--

THE CHILDREN, TOO--
ALL OF US--NOW.

WE'LL GET OUT
THE OLD CRATE--

WE CAN'T!

ALL RIGHT, SABRA.

I'LL--I'LL SEND BACK
FOR YOU, SUGAR.

I'LL SEND BACK
FOR YOU.

THERE HE IS!

HOLD THAT!

STEP RIGHT UP
IN THE MIDDLE

OF THIS STIRRUP.

I'LL HOLD
THIS HERE FOR YOU.

THAT ONE IS
A BUSTER, YANCE!

I'LL SEND BACK
FOR YOU, SUGAR!

[GUNSHOTS AND WHOOPING]

IS DADDY GOING
ON THE RUN, MAMA?

I'LL BET YOU
THAT WILL MAKE THEM

REMEMBER THE MAINE!

DEWEY AND ROOSEVELT
SHOWED THEM SOMETHING!

YOU BET THEY DID,

AND WHEN THOSE ROUGH RIDERS
RODE OVER SAN JUAN HILL,

IT SHOWED THOSE SPANIARDS
SOMETHING! HA HA!

I'LL BET YOU CUBA

WILL NEVER BE ABLE
TO GOVERN HERSELF.

I PREDICT THAT IN
5 YEARS SHE'LL SAG.

DID YOU HEAR
ANYTHING

ABOUT YANCEY
BEING IN CUBA?

YANCEY? AW,
YOU'RE ALWAYS HEARING

SOMETHING ABOUT HIM
BEING SOMEWHERE.

NOW, I HEARD--

FELLA TOLD ME
HE WAS OVER

IN THE CHEROKEE
STRIP

LIVING
WITH A SQUAW!

YEAH, SOMEONE SAID
HE WAS OVER

AT THE KICKAPOO
LAND OPENING.

SOLD OUT
FOR BIG MONEY.

I HEARD HE WAS
IN AMARILLO.

DRUNK A QUART OF WHISKEY
IN A DAY AND DIED.

HA HA HA!

SUPPOSE IT'S TRUE
ABOUT YANCEY AND DIXIE LEE--

THAT HE SENT HER THE MONEY
TO BUILD THAT BRICK HOUSE?

FOLKS THAT USE UP AIR
FOR THAT KIND OF TALK

HAVE ONE-CHAMBERED MINDS
AND MIGHTY SMALL CALIBER!

OLD BOY'S KIND OF
TOUCHY TODAY.

YEAH. SAY,
THAT DIXIE LEE CASE

COMES UP THIS AFTERNOON,
DON'T IT?

YEP. OLD
CHARLIE FLASHER'S

ON THE JURY.

I SURE HOPE
HE'S SOBER. HA HA!

[RING]

THESE ARE ALL RIGHT
AS CORRECTED, RICKEY,

BUT I WANT A REPRINT
ON THIS ONE.

YES, MA'AM,

BUT HOW ABOUT
THE B-BOILERPLATES?

NO. WE WON'T
HAVE ROOM.

THE DIXIE LEE STORY WILL CARRY
OVER TO THE SECOND PAGE.

SO THEY LET HER OUT
ON BAIL YESTERDAY, HUH?

WELL, THEY WOULDN'T
IF I HAD MY WAY.

DON'T YOU THINK

THAT YOU'RE BEING
A LITTLE TOO SEVERE

ON DIXIE LEE--
PUTTING HER IN JAIL?

NO, AND I'LL
SHOW HER SOMETHING

BEFORE I'M THROUGH.

WELL,
THAT'S FOR YOU.

OH, NOW, I DON'T
MEAN TO BE ABRUPT.

OH, THAT'S ALL RIGHT.

AH, MY AD LOOKS GOOD,

EVEN IF I DID
WRITE IT MYSELF.

MM-HMM.

I BROUGHT THE CHECK.

NOW, YOU'RE
PAYING THIS TODAY

JUST TO HELP ME.

NO, NO, NO, SABRA.
I GET MY MONEY'S WORTH.

EVERYBODY READS
THE PAPERS

SINCE YOU MADE IT
A DAILY.

IT'S DOING FINE, HUH?

YES. IF PEOPLE WOULD
ONLY PAY THEIR BILLS

IN CASH
INSTEAD OF IN TRADE.

YEAH, I KNOW.

LOOK WHAT I GET
IN TRADE AT THE STORE.

A MAN COMES IN,
BUYS A PAIR OF PANTS,

SOME STOCKINGS,
A PIECE OF CALICO,

AND GIVES ME
A BEAR CUB.

WHAT SHOULD I DO
WITH A BEAR CUB--EAT IT?

HA HA HA!

OH, WELL, SOMEDAY...

SOMEDAY YOU AND I WILL
LOOK BACK ON THIS,

AND WE WILL LAUGH.

HOW DO YOU
MEAN LAUGH?

OH, NOT VERY LOUD.

I MEAN, WHEN I AM RICH
AND YOU'RE FAMOUS

AND THE OKLAHOMA WIGWAM
IS A GREAT NEWSPAPER...

HMM.

"YANCEY CRAVAT,
PROPRIETOR AND EDITOR."

YOU NEVER CHANGE IT,
DO YOU?

NO.

OH, THEY WILL ALWAYS
TALK ABOUT YANCEY.

HE'S GOING TO BE
PART OF THE HISTORY

OF THE GREAT SOUTHWEST.

IT'S MEN LIKE HIM
THAT BUILD THE WORLD.

THE REST OF THEM,
LIKE ME--

WHY, WE JUST COME ALONG
AND LIVE IN IT.

WELL, I MUST BE
GETTING BACK TO THE STORE

BEFORE A CUSTOMER
BRINGS IN A COYOTE

AND BITES THE CLERK.

HA HA HA!

[DOOR CLOSES]

DID YOU FIX THE SALAD
LIKE I TOLD YOU, RUBY?

YES, MA'AM.

GOOD. CIM! DONNA!

Cim: YES, MAMA.

COME, DEARS.

HI, RUBY.

AH, CIM, DEAR,
WHAT COMES FIRST?

WE THANK THEE
FOR THY BLESSINGS, O GOD,

AND PRAY THAT THOU WILT
WATCH OVER US ALL

WHILE WE ARE SEPARATED.

SPARE OUR DEAR ONE

AND BRING US ALL
TOGETHER AGAIN

IN SAFETY AND HAPPINESS.

AMEN.

OH, MY BABIES.

THE KING OF SPAIN

IS CHARGING $20 MILLION
FOR THE PHILIPPINES?

I DON'T THINK THIS COUNTRY
OUGHT TO PAY IT.

I KNOW, BUT--

WHAT'S GOING ON HERE?

WELL, IT'S YANCEY!

[SHOUTING AND CHEERING]

[SHOUTING AND CHEERING]

ISN'T THAT DADDY?

NO, NO. STAY HERE.

WANT ME TO GIVE YOU
A RECEIPT?

SURE WOULD!

SABRA.

PERMIT ME.

OH, HONEY, HONEY.

YOU'VE BEEN
FIGHTING.

MM-HMM.

OH...

HOWDY, B-BOSS.

HOWDY, RICKEY!
WELL...

CIM AND DONNA?

WELL, CHILDREN!

HELLO, DADDY.

SON...

AND DONNA!

HMM?

UH-HUH.

YOUR DAUGHTER IS
A VENABLE, MRS. CRAVAT.

HA HA HA!

AND THE SON HERE...

WELL...

HE HASN'T
DECIDED YET, HUH?

HAVE YOU GOT A PONY?

NO, BUT I'D
LIKE ONE.

FINE. I'LL BUY YOU
A PINTO THIS AFTERNOON.

THANKS, DADDY!

WIFE AND MOTHER.

OH, SUGAR, SUGAR,
HOW I'VE MISSED YOU.

YANCEY,
THE CHILDREN.

OH, HONEY, HONEY.

OH, DARLING,

YOU CAN'T COME HOME
LIKE THIS AFTER YEARS.

AH, PENELOPE.

WHO?

STRANGE LADY
STANDING THUS ALOOF,

THY HUSBAND HATH
COME HOME TO THEE.

OH, YOU AND YOUR
MISERABLE MILTON.

WHO'S THIS?

DON'T YOU REMEMBER
RUBY BIG ELK?

WHY, OF COURSE!
WHY, HELLO, RUBY.

HOW'S YOUR FATHER?

HE VERY WELL, SIR.

MM-HMM. MY, OH, MY,
HOW YOU'VE GROWN.

WHAT'S--WHAT'S
SHE DOING HERE?

WELL, I COULDN'T QUITE
RUN THE PAPER

AND TAKE CARE
OF THE CHILDREN

AND DO
THE HOUSEWORK, TOO,

SO I HIRED
A CHEAP SERVANT.

[DOORBELL RINGS]

OH, RUN ALONG TO SCHOOL,
NOW, CHILDREN.

YOU'RE GOING TO BE
LATE. HURRY NOW.

DON'T FORGET
MY PONY!

I WON'T FORGET.

HOW DO YOU DO?

HOW ARE YOU,
MRS. WYATT?

HOW DO YOU DO?

WELL, I SWAN,
IF IT ISN'T MR. CRAVAT!

WELL, UH...

I HEARD
YOU WERE BACK.

GRACIOUS LADY, THE YEARS
TOUCHED THEE BUT LIGHTLY.

YOUR HUSBAND IS LOOKING
BETTER THAN EVER.

YES, I THINK SO,
TOO.

MR. CRAVAT, COULD I
S-SEE YOU A MINUTE?

WILL YOU LADIES
FORGIVE ME?

QUITE A SURPRISE.

MM-HMM.

BUT OF COURSE,
YOU'RE GOING TO COURT.

OH, I MOST
CERTAINLY AM.

I'LL BE WITH YOU
IN JUST ONE MOMENT.

THIS IS TO BE
A GREAT DAY FOR OSAGE.

YES, INDEED.

NOT MORE
THAN TWO.

WELL, MAYBE
3 FINGERS.

MM-HMM.

"DIXIE LEE
SENTENCED TO"...

WHEN DID
ALL THIS HAPPEN?

IT DIDN'T YET,

BUT IT WILL AT 2:00
THIS AFTERNOON.

WHAT WILL?

THE TRIAL.

TRIAL?

[WOMEN TALKING]

SABRA.

Sabra:
YES, YANCEY?

WHAT? WHAT IS IT?

WHAT'S ALL THIS
ABOUT DIXIE LEE?

I'M ON MY WAY
TO COURT NOW.

THE CHARGE IS
PUBLIC NUISANCE.

PROSECUTOR?

PAT LEARY.

WHO'S
DEFENDING HER?

NOBODY IN TOWN
WOULD TOUCH THE CASE.

THE JUDGE WILL PROBABLY
APPOINT SOMEONE AS A FORMALITY.

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

TO COURT.

WHAT FOR?

YOU CAN'T TAKE THE CASE
OF THAT WOMAN.

WHY NOT?

YOU'D COME BACK AND TAKE
THAT CREATURE'S PART

AGAINST EVERY RESPECTABLE WOMAN
IN OSAGE, AGAINST ME?

I CAN'T HELP IT.

ANYONE, NO MATTER WHO,

HAS A LEGAL RIGHT TO
FIGHT FOR EXISTENCE.

IF YOU DISGRACE ME,
MAKE A LAUGHINGSTOCK OF ME...

WHAT'S SHE TO YOU?!

PROCEED.

AND THAT,
YOUR HONOR,

THE INTEGRITY OF OUR
FAIR CITY IS THREATENED,

SULLIED BY
THIS SHAMELESS EVIL

FLAUNTING
IN OUR FACES--

THIS WOMAN--A VIPER
LURKING IN OUR MIDST,

A SINISTER MENACE
TO PUBLIC DECENCY, GENTLEMEN.

IF I WERE
IN THE JURY BOX,

IF I WERE JUDGE
ON THE BENCH,

YEA, EVEN THOUGH I SAT
IN THE GOVERNOR'S CHAIR,

I COULD SAY NO LESS
THAN DUTY COMPELS

THAT THE PRESENCE AMONG US
OF THIS DISGRACEFUL CRIMINAL,

THIS SCAVENGER,

THIS UNSPEAKABLE HUMAN,

STRIKES AT THE VERY FOUNDATION
OF THE SOUTHWEST,

A DISGRACE TO THE FAIR NAME
OF OUR WOMANHOOD.

[CROWD MURMURING]

YOUR HONOR,
PROSECUTION RESTS.

YOUR HONOR...

GENTLEMEN OF THE JURY...

I AM THE FIRST
TO BOW TO ACHIEVEMENT.

MAY I, THEN, BEFORE I BEGIN
MY POOR PLEA,

RESPECTFULLY CALL YOUR ATTENTION
TO THAT WHICH, I BELIEVE,

HAS NEVER BEEN DUPLICATED BEFORE
IN THE HISTORY OF OKLAHOMA?

TURN YOUR EYE TO THAT FIGURE

THAT HAS SO DESERVEDLY
HELD YOUR ATTENTION.

THIS GIFTED PERSON--
MR. PATRICK LEARY--

IS THE ONLY MAN IN THE GLORIOUS
AND BRILLIANT SOUTHWEST...

NAY, IN THIS
MAGNIFICENT NATION,

OF WHOM IT MAY
ACTUALLY BE SAID

THAT HE IS ABLE
TO STRUT SITTING DOWN.

[LAUGHTER]

[CHEERING]

[GAVEL BANGING]

I OBJECT!

QUIET!

I OBJECT!

OBJECTION
OVERRULED.

I NOTE
THE EXCEPTION.

PROCEED.

GENTLEMEN OF THE JURY,
YOU HAVE HEARD

THE PROSECUTION'S CRUEL ATTACK
ON THIS DEFENSELESS WOMAN.

BRED IN THE GENTLE SURROUNDINGS
OF A PURE HOME,

SUCH AS YOU WOULD CHOOSE
FOR YOUR OWN DAUGHTERS,

THIS INNOCENT GIRL,

BEREFT BY DEATH
OF HER LOVED ONES,

WAS LEFT ALONE
IN THE WORLD.

IN THAT HOUR
OF DARK TERROR

CAME A WOLF IN SHEEP'S
CLOTHING, GENTLEMEN,

A WRETCH
POSING AS A FRIEND...

FALSE PROMISES, LIES,
DECEIT SO PALPABLE

THAT IT WOULD HAVE FOOLED
NO ONE BUT A YOUNG GIRL...

SUCH AS YOU
YOURSELF, MRS. WYATT,

IN YOUR MAIDENLY DAYS.

SURELY YOU MUST REMEMBER.

OH, YES--UH, AHEM.

[SNIFFS]

HELPLESS, CRUSHED
BY THE PERFIDY--

I OBJECT!

Judge: OBJECTION
OVERRULED.

I NOTE
AN EXCEPTION.

I NOTE THAT
MY WORTHY OPPONENT

IS EXCEPTIONALLY ABLE
AT NOTING EXCEPTIONS.

[LAUGHTER]

[GAVEL BANGING]

Judge:
QUIET.

PROCEED.

GENTLEMEN, MY ONLY OBJECT
IN BEING HERE

IS TO TRY
AND GET AT THE TRUTH.

FOR THAT PURPOSE,
YOUR HONOR,

I CALL AS WITNESS
THE DEFENDANT--

MISS DIXIE LEE.

UH, MISS LEE,
YOU WILL TAKE THE STAND.

[CROWD MURMURING]

Man: DO YOU SOLEMNLY
SWEAR TO TELL THE TRUTH,

THE WHOLE TRUTH, AND
NOTHING BUT THE TRUTH,

SO HELP YOU GOD?

I DO.

YOU ARE UNDER OATH

TO TELL
ONLY THE TRUTH.

YOU'LL THEREFORE
ANSWER MY QUESTIONS

TO THE BEST
OF YOUR ABILITY

AND
IN YOUR OWN WORDS.

AT THE DEATH
OF YOUR FATHER

AND
YOUR DEAR MOTHER,

JUST HOW OLD
WERE YOU?

I WAS 15.

MMM.

LEFT IN COMFORTABLE
CIRCUMSTANCES?

MY FATHER HAD BEEN ILL
AS LONG AS I COULD REMEMBER,

AND MY MOTHER'S HEALTH
HAD BROKE IN NURSING HIM.

THEY LEFT ME
WITHOUT ANYTHING.

NOW, IT ISN'T
MY PURPOSE

TO HUMILIATE YOU,
MISS LEE,

IN FRONT
OF THESE PEOPLE,

BUT I MUST ASK YOU
TO TELL THEM

JUST WHAT FOLLOWED.

TELL THE JURY.

WELL, I GOT WORK
IN THE PUBLIC LIBRARY.

I MET A MAN
WHO SAID HE LOVED ME.

WE WERE MARRIED SECRETLY,

AND THEN I FOUND OUT
THAT HE ALREADY HAD A WIFE

AND THAT OUR MARRIAGE
WAS A FAKE.

DID YOU CONTINUE ON
WITH THIS MAN?

I NEVER SAW HIM AGAIN.

AND AFTER MY BABY DIED...

I LEFT THE CITY.

DID YOU MAKE AN EFFORT
TO SECURE EMPLOYMENT

SO YOU COULD EARN
YOUR OWN LIVING--

WORK OF ANY KIND?

YES, I DID.

TELL THE COURT
JUST WHAT HAPPENED.

WELL, I MANAGED TO GET
A POSITION AS SCHOOLTEACHER,

AND THEN SOMEONE FOUND OUT
ABOUT ME, AND I WAS--

AND THEY BLAMED YOU
INSTEAD OF THE MAN,

AND YOU WERE
FORCED TO GET OUT.

I OBJECT!

THAT'S LEADING
THE WITNESS.

OBJECTION
SUSTAINED.

STRIKE OUT
THE QUESTION.

DID YOU TRY TO SECURE
OTHER EMPLOYMENT IN THAT TOWN?

THEY WOULDN'T
LISTEN TO ME.

I HAD TO LEAVE.

WHAT DID YOU DO?

I GOT WORK
IN ANOTHER TOWN

AS A NURSE GIRL,

BUT THE SAME THING
AGAIN AND AGAIN--

WHEREVER I WENT,
ALWAYS THE SAME.

IN OTHER WORDS,

REFUSED EVEN
THE POOREST KIND OF WORK

TO TRY AND KEEP
BODY AND SOUL TOGETHER.

OBJECTION! IRRELEVANT
AND IMMATERIAL.

YOU LEFT OUT
INCOMPETENT.

SIR!

GENTLEMEN,
GENTLEMEN.

THAT IS ALL,
YOUR HONOR.

YOUR WITNESS.

NO QUESTIONS.

PROSECUTION
RESTS.

THANK YOU,
MISS LEE.

GENTLEMEN OF THE JURY,

YOU HAVE HEARD ONLY
PART OF THE TRUTH.

MY WORTHY OPPONENT
OBJECTS.

HE IS AFRAID OF YOUR KNOWING ALL
THE PITIFUL FACTS OF HER LIFE.

AW, GENTLEMEN, AN IMMORTAL SOUL
HAS BEEN TORTURED ON THE RACK,

AND I ASK YOU AS MEN
WITH BLOOD IN YOUR VEINS,

WHO HAVE HELPLESS WOMEN
IN YOUR OWN HOMES,

TO THINK OF ONE
OF YOUR INNOCENT DEAR ONES

WRONGED AND OPPRESSED LIKE
THIS POOR, DEFENSELESS WOMAN.

OH, WHERE...WHERE COULD SHE TURN
IN HER CRUEL ANGUISH?

WHY, THE VERY PROMISES OF GOD
ARE DENIED HER.

WHO WAS IT THAT SAID...

"COME UNTO ME ALL YE THAT ARE
WEARY AND HEAVY-LADEN,

AND I WILL
GIVE YOU REST"?

SHE IS, INDEED,
HEAVY-LADEN...

WITH THE PERSECUTION
OF HER OWN SEX.

WHY, GENTLEMEN, A THIEF
OR MURDERER MAY SIN ALONE

AND IS ALONE TO BLAME,

BUT THIS WOMAN
IS NOT ALONE.

SOCIAL ORDER
IS HER ACCOMPLICE.

IF SHE IS GUILTY, THEN ALL
IN THIS ROOM ARE GUILTY.

I CHARGE YOU, JUDGE NOT
THAT YE BE NOT JUDGED.

AW, SET HER FREE
TO GO HER WAY.

LET A WISDOM HIGHER,
FAR HIGHER THAN OURS,

PASS JUDGMENT ON HER.

YOUR HONOR,
I REST MY CASE.

GENTLEMEN, YOU HAVE
HEARD THE EVIDENCE.

YOU MAY RETIRE.

[CROWD TALKING]

[SILENCE]

Judge: GENTLEMEN OF THE JURY,
HAVE YOU REACHED A VERDICT?

Man: WE HAVE,
YOUR HONOR.

WE FIND THE DEFENDANT--
DIXIE LEE--NOT GUILTY.

[CROWD TALKING]

YOU WON BY LIES,

WITH A TRICK,
AND YOU KNOW IT.

POSSIBLY A TRICK,

BUT I WOULDN'T
SAY LIES, SUGAR.

DON'T YOU THINK
THE RESULT

JUSTIFIES
THE MEANS?

JUSTIFIES?

YOU STAY AWAY 5 YEARS,

COME BACK, AND DO
A THING LIKE THIS.

THEY'VE TALKED
ABOUT YOU,

SAID EVERYTHING
ABOUT YOU,

AND I WOULDN'T
BELIEVE THEM,

BUT NOW...

WHAT DO YOU EXPECT ME

TO THINK OF YOU
AND THAT WOMAN?

YOU'VE HUMILIATED ME.

ALL I'VE WORKED FOR
TO HELP THINGS

IN THE TOWN
I'VE GOT TO LIVE IN,

RAISE MY CHILDREN IN,

YOU'VE TORN DOWN.

I'VE TRIED TO DRIVE
THAT WOMAN OUT OF OSAGE.

HONEY, IF I KNOW
ANYTHING ABOUT DIXIE LEE,

SHE'LL LEAVE TOWN
AFTER TODAY.

BUT DRIVING HER OUT
WON'T HELP MATTERS.

DIXIE LEES
HAVE BEEN STONED

IN THE MARKETPLACE
FOR 2,000 YEARS.

YOU'VE GOT TO DRIVE
THE DEVIL OUT FIRST.

CAN'T YOU SEE, HONEY?

YOUR CONSCIENCE
WILL BE CLEAR.

YOU HAVEN'T SENT
TO PRISON THE WOMAN

INSTEAD OF
THE REAL CRIMINAL--

SOCIAL ORDER,

WHICH YOU CAN'T
CHANGE...YET.

MY ONLY INTEREST
IN DIXIE LEE

WAS TO SEE THAT SHE
GOT ONE LESS KICK.

YOU MEAN WHAT SHE SAID
ABOUT HERSELF WAS TRUE?

EVERY WORD, SUGAR.

AT TIMES I SAW

A LOOK IN HER EYES

I'LL NEVER FORGET.

A WONDER TO ME THAT SHE
HASN'T KILLED HERSELF.

MAYBE IF THINGS
HAD BEEN DIFFERENT,

SHE MIGHT BE
LIKE I AM--

MARRIED, SAFE.

MMM.

OH, I'M THANKFUL
I'VE GOT YOU,

THAT WE'VE GOT EACH OTHER
AND OUR HOME.

OH, SUGAR.
SUGAR, I LOVE YOU.

HELL AND HIGH WATER
ALL THE WAY,

THERE'S NEVER BEEN
ANYBODY BUT YOU,

AND YOU KNOW IT.

OH, HOLD ME CLOSE.

OH, MY BOY.

THAT BEAR CREEK POOL
IS A WHOPPER.

SAY,
THOSE OSAGE INJUNS

ARE SURE
STRIKING IT RICH.

GOBS OF MONEY.

YOU MARK MY WORDS

THIS STATE IS GOING TO BE
SPOUTING A MILLION BARRELS

OF OIL A MONTH SOMEDAY.

SURE, AND $1 MILLION

WON'T LOOK MUCH EITHER.

RACK IT AND PRINT IT.

STAND STILL, DONNA,

OR I'LL NEVER HAVE
THIS DRESS FINISHED

FOR YOU TO TAKE
BACK TO SCHOOL.

SABRA, DARLING, IF YOU
THINK I'M GOING BACK

TO NEW YORK
FINISHING SCHOOL

WEARING A HOMEMADE
FIZZLE LIKE THIS,

YOU'RE FEARFULLY
MISTAKEN.

WHAT WILL YOU WEAR?

I'M NOT GOING
BACK TO SCHOOL.

DO YOU SUPPOSE I'M
GOING TO LET THOSE GIRLS

GIVE ME THE LAUGH

BECAUSE
WE HAVEN'T STRUCK OIL?

THEY THINK WE'RE
ALL MILLIONAIRES OUT HERE.

DONNA,
YOU'RE THE MOST--

WHY, EVEN THE INDIANS HAVE
MORE MONEY THAN WE'VE GOT.

YOU OUGHT TO BE PUNISHED,
BIG AS YOU ARE.

AND THE MEN
IN THIS FAMILY--

EDITORIALS AND MAYBE GOVERNOR
AT 100 A WEEK, MAYBE,

AND CIM--THE RISING
YOUNG ENGINEER.

HUH. I SUPPOSE HE'S OUT
GASSING WITH RUBY AGAIN.

I'VE SPOKEN TO HIM,

AND I'LL GIVE HIM

ANOTHER GOOD
TALKING-TO TONIGHT.

GO ON. SIT DOWN
OVER THERE.

I'LL STITCH THIS UP.

MOTHER, I'M GOING OUT
TO THE OSAGE RESERVATION.

I'VE STUDIED
ENOUGH GEOLOGY,

AND THEY NEED NEW ENGINEERS
OUT THERE, AND I--

YOU'RE
NOT FOOLING ME

FOR ONE MOMENT,
YOUNG MAN. IT'S RUBY.

WELL--

I SHOULD THINK YOU'D
BE ASHAMED OF YOURSELF--

MOONING AROUND WITH
AN INDIAN HIRED GIRL.

RUBY ISN'T
AN INDIAN HIRED GIRL.

SHE'S THE DAUGHTER
OF AN OSAGE CHIEF.

OSAGE--
FIDDLESTICKS.

SHE'S JUST AS IMPORTANT
IN THE OSAGE NATION AS--

AS ALICE ROOSEVELT IS
IN WASHINGTON.

I'VE HEARD JUST
ABOUT ENOUGH FROM YOU,

CIMARRON CRAVAT.

THEN YOU MIGHT JUST
AS WELL KNOW IT

THAT AS SOON
AS I'M ON MY OWN,

I'M GOING
TO MARRY RUBY.

YOUR FATHER WILL PUT
A STOP TO THIS.

DAD KNOWS.

IT'S ALL RIGHT
WITH HIM.

OH.

RUBY'S WAITING,
MOTHER.

GOOD-BYE.

WELL...THAT'S A NICE
SOCIAL PROBLEM--

AN INDIAN
IN THE FAMILY.

WELL, I'M GOING TO PICK OUT

THE RICHEST WHITE MAN
IN TOWN AND MARRY HIM.

SURE STRUCK IT
RICH, LOUIS.

YES, BOYS.
MONEY'S COMING IN SO FAST,

I DON'T KNOW
WHAT TO DO WITH IT.

ISN'T SHE A BEAUTY?

IT'S CRACKERJACK.

CAL, HOW DO YOU
LIKE IT?

IT'S A HUMDINGER.

LATEST THING OUT--
FOLDING GLASS FRONT.

SHOW THEM, IRVING.

WELL...
LOOK AT THAT.

SPEEDY, I BET.

DOES 30 AN HOUR.

SAY, HOW'S
BUSINESS, CAL?

FINE. GOING TO BUILD
ANOTHER ADDITION

TO THE BIXBY HOUSE.

SAY, THAT'S GREAT.

BUSINESS COULDN'T
BE BETTER.

BOYS,
DON'T SCRATCH THAT.

IT'S A NEW CAR,
YOU KNOW?

I MUST SAY, MR. LEVY,

YOUR STOCK IS
QUITE UP TO DATE.

YOU'LL HAVE
MY ORDER SENT AT ONCE

TO MY NEW HOUSE?

I'LL ATTEND
TO IT MYSELF.

I HEAR YOU HAVE
A LOVELY NEW HOME.

A SMALL PLACE--
15 ROOMS. GOOD-BYE.

OH! MR. HEFNER.

GENTLEMEN.

HOW DO YOU DO?

THANK YOU. I DON'T
MIND IF I DO.

GO AHEAD, IRVING,
AND DON'T BREAK ANYTHING.

BE SEATED.
THERE YOU ARE.

8-CYLINDER?

NO. TWO.

I'VE ORDERED
A 4-CYLINDER.

I'M GOING TO GET
ONE OF THOSE

NEW ACETYLENE
HEADLIGHTS

SO I CAN SEE
AROUND THE CORNERS.

NOW, IRVING,
CAREFUL.

NOT TOO FAST.

YES, HE MIGHT
SCARE THE HORSE.

[HONKS HORN]

GOOD-BYE, BOYS.
GOOD-BYE.

"DEAR SIR, ANSWERING
YOUR COMPLAINT--"

AHEM, AHEM--

"WE'D LIKE
TO INFORM YOU

"THAT THE OKLAHOMA
WIGWAM STILL PRINTS

"ALL THE NEWS
ALL THE TIME,

"KNOWING NO LAW
BUT THE LAW OF GOD

"AND THE GOVERNMENT
OF THESE UNITED STATES.

YOURS VERY TRULY."

WELL, RICKEY,
YOU DON'T STUTTER

AS MUCH AS YOU
USED TO, DO YOU?

YOU NOTICED IT,
MR. LEARY?

I'M GETTING B-B-BETTER
ALL THE T-T-T--

AW, WHAT DID YOU
MENTION IT FOR?

CRAVAT IS
EXPECTING ME.

YES. I'LL TELL HIM.

Rickey: MR. CRAVAT,

THERE'S A PAT LEARY
HERE TO SEE YOU.

ALL RIGHT,
MR. LEARY.

OH, THANK YOU.
THANK YOU.

CRAVAT...

WE'VE BEEN RATHER
OPPONENTS IN THE PAST,

BUT THERE'S NO REASON
WHY WE CAN'T BE FRIENDS.

NO.

AFTER ALL, YOU HAVEN'T
GOTTEN VERY FAR--

I MEAN IN
A MONEYED WAY--

WITH ALL YOUR TALK
AND EDITORIALS.

NO, BUT I HAVE
A CLEAR CONSCIENCE.

HA HA HA HA!

I COULD THROW ENOUGH
VOTES YOUR WAY

TO ELECT YOU
GOVERNOR.

YES, YOU COULD.

NOW, WITH YOU
IN THE CHAIR,

WE'VE GOT THE CHANCE
OF A LIFETIME.

WE CAN FIX THINGS

SO WE'LL ALL MAKE
PLENTY OF MONEY.

NOW, YOU SEE,
THE INDIANS--

THEY AREN'T
COMPETENT

TO TAKE CARE
OF THEIR OWN OIL LEASES

AND CLAIMS
AND INCOME.

THAT'S UNDERSTOOD.

NOW, WE'LL HAVE AN AGENT
APPOINTED FOR THEM,

ONE THAT
WILL DO JUST--

NOW, LET ME UNDERSTAND.

WE'LL HAVE AN AGENT
APPOINTED WHO WILL...

STEAL THE MONEY
FROM THE INDIANS, HMM?

WELL...

JUST A MATTER OF
BOOKKEEPING, YOU KNOW.

MR. LEARY, I'VE KNOWN ALL
ABOUT YOUR SCHEME FOR WEEKS,

AND I THINK
IT'S THE DIRTIEST,

FILTHIEST
PIECE OF POLITICS

THAT EVER CAME INTO
THE STATE OF OKLAHOMA,

AND I'LL SMASH YOU

AND EVERYBODY
CONNECTED WITH IT

BEFORE I'M
THROUGH WITH YOU.

YOU AIN'T
COMING IN, THEN.

THEN I'LL SMASH
YOUR CHANCES FOR GOVERNOR!

AND I CAN DO IT, TOO!

[DOOR SLAMS]

YANCEY, YOU KNOW
ABOUT CIM AND RUBY.

WE CAN'T LIVE
OUR CHILDREN'S LIVES

FOR THEM, HONEY.

LISTEN TO THIS--
THE LEAD FOR TOMORROW.

"THE DEMAGOGUES PLAN
TO ROB THEM AGAIN,

"STEALING THE VAST
OCEAN OF OIL GUSHING UP

"THROUGH THE MISERABLE
BARREN LAND

"KNOWN AS THE OSAGE
INDIAN RESERVATION,

"AGAIN VICTIMIZING

"THOSE DUPED
AND WRETCHED AMERICANS--

"THE OSAGE INDIANS.

"THEIR TREATY'S BROKEN,
THEIR LAND STOLEN,

"AND NOW THERE'S
ABOUT TO BURST FORTH

"THE GAUDIEST,

"STAR-SPANGLED PIECE
OF CROOKEDNESS

"EVER PLAYED
UNDER THE WING

OF A DOUBLE-
DEALING GOVERNMENT."

WE CAN'T PRINT THAT.

AND WHY NOT?

THIS ISN'T
THE CIMARRON COUNTRY.

IT'S THE STATE
OF OKLAHOMA.

YOU CAN'T SLUR THE GOVERNMENT.
IT'S TREASON.

IT'S HISTORY.

I DON'T BLAME
THE GOVERNMENT

FOR CROOKED
POLITICIANS' TRICKS.

I'LL SHOW THEM.

I'LL STOP THEM IF IT'S
THE LAST THING I EVER DO.

FURTHERMORE,
THE TIME HAS COME

TO GIVE THE RED MAN
FULL CITIZENSHIP

SO HE CAN LIVE AS FREE
AS THE WHITE MAN LIVES.

CITIZENSHIP
FOR INDIANS?

GIVE THEM THE VOTE?

THE PEOPLE HERE
WOULD MOB YOU.

A PROPHET IS NEVER
WITHOUT HONOR,

SAVE IN
HIS OWN COUNTRY.

YOU COULD BE ONE OF
THE GREATEST FIGURES

IN THIS NATION.

YOU ARE IF YOU
DON'T THROW IT AWAY.

IF YOU PRINT
THAT ARTICLE,

YOU'LL
NEVER BE GOVERNOR.

NEVER.

I'VE FORGIVEN YOU
MANY THINGS

IN THE PAST
10 YEARS, YANCEY CRAVAT,

BUT I'LL NEVER
FORGIVE YOU THAT.

OH, YES,
YOU WILL, SUGAR.

NEVER IS
A LONG TIME.

NOT WHILE I'M
ALIVE, MAYBE,

BUT SOMEDAY,

YOU'LL BE ABLE TO TURN
BACK TO THE OLD FILES

AND READ THIS ARTICLE

AND BE GLAD
IT WAS PRINTED.

NO. I HAVE SOME POSITION

TO MAINTAIN
IN THIS COMMUNITY.

I HAVE SOME VOICE
IN THIS PAPER.

I KNOW THAT.

THEN I SAY
YOU WON'T PRINT IT,

NOT IN THESE COLUMNS.

WHEN YOU TAKE
MY NAME OFF

AND PUT YOURS
IN ITS PLACE,

YOU'LL BE EDITOR
OF THIS PAPER.

UNTIL YOU DO THAT,
SUGAR...I AM.

WOULD YOU SEND
RICKEY IN, PLEASE?

THE PROOF'S ALL RIGHT,
RICKEY.

JUST THINK...
OUR 40th ANNIVERSARY.

40 YEARS.

WELL, THAT'S
THE LONGEST TIME

I EVER STAYED
IN ONE PLACE.

THE LONGEST TIME
IN ONE PLACE.

HAVEN'T YOU EVER
HEARD FROM THE BOSS?

NO...HE DOESN'T WRITE
LETTERS, RICKEY.

THE ONLY NEWS
I'VE EVER HAD

WAS FROM THAT CAPTAIN...

WHO THOUGHT HE SAW HIM
AT CHATEAU-THIERRY...

WITH HIS HAIR DYED BLACK.

BUT HE'S ALIVE SOMEWHERE.
I KNOW IT.

NOW, YOU JUST KEEP ON
BELIEVING THAT, MA'AM.

UH, HAVE YOU DECIDED
ON THE EDITORIAL

FOR THE ANNIVERSARY
NUMBER?

YES. WE'LL REPRINT THE ONE
ON INDIAN CITIZENSHIP

FROM THE 1907 FILE.

OH, I HAVE
THAT ONE MARKED.

I'LL NEVER FORGET
THE FLOOD OF CLIPPINGS

THAT CAME IN FROM
ALL OVER THE COUNTRY,

AND THEY CALLED HIM
THE NATION'S LEADING EDITOR.

YES, AND SINCE THEN,

CONGRESS HAS GRANTED
ALL HE ASKED FOR.

YES, THAT'S IT.

I'M SETTING IT UP
IN 12-POINT.

AND USE THE SAME
SIGNATURE CARD.

YES, MA'AM.

THE CARD,
S'IL VOUS PLAIT.

MERCI, MONSIEUR.

ENTRE.

THE CARD, MONSIEUR.

CARD?

OUI, MONSIEUR.

WELL, I PRINTED THEM.

OH!

ENTRE, MONSIEUR.

ENTRE, S'IL VOUS
PLAIT.

QUITE AN AFFAIR,
AIN'T IT, SOL?

YES. NICE.

THE CARD, MADAME.

EH?

THE CARD,
S'IL VOUS PLAIT.

I'M ON THE COMMITTEE.

[PEOPLE CHUCKLE]

SORRY, MR. LEVY,

ABOUT YOUR NOT BEING
ON THE COMMITTEE.

BUT YOU SEE...

WE INVITED REPRESENTATIVES
OF OUR PRINCIPAL FAMILIES.

ONE OF MY ANCESTORS

WAS A SIGNER OF THE DECLARATION
OF INDEPENDENCE.

THAT'S ALL RIGHT.

A RELATIVE OF MINE,
FELLOW NAMED MOSES,

WROTE
THE 10 COMMANDMENTS.

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

AS CHAIRMAN OF THE OKLAHOMA
PROGRESSIVE STATE COMMITTEE,

I GREET YOU.

WE ARE HERE TO CONGRATULATE
OUR NEW MEMBER OF CONGRESS

AND TO WELCOME
OUR NOTED VISITORS,

THE SENATORS AND CONGRESSMEN
FROM WASHINGTON,

WHO WILL ACCOMPANY US
ON A TOUR OF INSPECTION

TO THE BOWLEGS OIL FIELD,

AND ALSO TO ANNOUNCE
THE ARRIVAL AND THE UNVEILING

OF A STATUE TO COMMEMORATE
THE OKLAHOMA PIONEER.

AND NOW IT IS MY PRIVILEGE
TO ASK YOU

TO DRINK TO THE HEALTH
OF OUR GUEST OF HONOR.

MY POOR WORDS
COULD ADD NOTHING

TO THE STERLING
ACHIEVEMENTS

OF OUR
FELLOW TOWNSWOMAN,

WHO HAS RISEN
TO EMINENCE IN OKLAHOMA

AND FINALLY IN THE COUNCILS
OF THE NATION.

I THEREFORE
CALL UPON THE ONE

YOU ARE WAITING TO HEAR,

OUR NEW CONGRESSWOMAN...
SABRA CRAVAT.

MY FRIENDS...

TODAY I STAND BEFORE YOU
IN A NEW RESPONSIBILITY.

TIME HAS PASSED
FOR MANY OF US

SINCE WE FIRST MET
IN THE EARLY DAYS OF OSAGE--

TIME THAT MELLOWS OUR HEARTS
AND TELLS US ALL THE TRUTH.

TO MANY OTHERS AMONG YOU,

INCLUDING OUR DISTINGUISHED
GUESTS FROM WASHINGTON,

I APPEAR MORE OR LESS
AS A STRANGER.

I WANT YOU TO KNOW ME
AND MINE AS WE ARE,

TO MEET MY FAMILY
AS IF YOU WERE IN MY HOME.

FIRST, MY YOUNGEST...

MY DAUGHTER DONNA,
MRS. LOUIS HEFNER.

[APPLAUSE]

HELLO, EVERYONE.

NEXT, MY FIRSTBORN...

MY BOY CIMARRON.

AND NOW,

ONE WHO HAS BECOME A MEMBER
OF OUR FAMILY BY MARRIAGE,

MY SON'S WIFE...
A CHIEF'S DAUGHTER,

A FULL-BLOODED OSAGE INDIAN...

RUBY BIG ELK,
MRS. CIMARRON CRAVAT.

I GREET YOU IN WORDS
TAUGHT ME AS A CHILD.

MAY YOU LONG TRAVEL
THE PATH OF LIFE

IN DAYS THAT ARE
CALM AND PEACEFUL.

AND MY GRANDCHILDREN...
FELICE AND YANCEY II.

I'M SORRY THIS AFTERNOON
THAT I CANNOT PRESENT TO YOU...

MY HUSBAND...

BUT HE'S OUT OF THE CITY.

I KNOW HE WOULD BE GLAD
TO BE HERE TO GREET YOU.

AS FOR MYSELF,
I CAN ONLY THANK YOU

FOR THE OFFICE
YOU HAVE CONFERRED UPON ME.

THE WOMEN OF OKLAHOMA

HAVE HELPED BUILD
A PRAIRIE WILDERNESS

INTO THE STATE OF TODAY.

THE HOLDING OF PUBLIC OFFICE
BY A WOMAN IS A NATURAL STEP.

I PLEDGE YOU
THAT I WILL DO MY BEST.

[ORCHESTRA BEGINS PLAYING]

THAT PATE DE FOIE GRAS
WAS GOOD, WASN'T IT?

NOW WHAT DO YOU THINK
OF WOMEN IN POLITICS?

HA HA.
I'LL GIVE UP.

YOU KNOW,
I'M CURIOUS TO SEE

THE SUBJECT OF
THIS PIONEER STATUE.

SO AM I.

I HEAR THAT
THE GOVERNOR

IS SENDING HIS STAFF
DOWN FOR THE UNVEILING.

REALLY?
WE MUST SEE IT.

CONGRATULATIONS.

I ENJOYED
EVERY MOMENT OF IT.

THANK YOU.

THIS WAS WORTH THE TRIP
FROM WASHINGTON.

SO NICE
TO SEE YOU.

THE OSAGE NATIONS,
THROUGH ME,

EXTENDS
CONGRATULATIONS.

YOU'RE VERY KIND.

CONGRATULATIONS.

THANK YOU.

WONDERFUL, SABRA.

I NEVER HEARD
ANYTHING LIKE IT.

YOUR DRESS
IS SO BECOMING.

YOU LIKE IT?

LIKE YOUR HAT, TOO.

NOW I MUST BE GOING.
MY FEET HURT ME.

THE STATE BANKERS
WILL BE VERY PLEASED

TO SEE YOU IN CONGRESS,
MRS. CRAVAT.

THANK YOU.

WE'RE PROUD OF A WOMAN

WHO HAS DONE
WHAT YOU HAVE DONE--

ALONE.

GOOD DAY.

I FEEL, AS YOU HAVE
ALWAYS FELT,

YANCEY IS JUST OUT OF TOWN
FOR A LITTLE WHILE.

THANKS, OLD FRIEND.

MOTHER...YOU WERE SWEET
ABOUT DAD.

Hefner: IF YOU'RE
READY, SABRA,

WE'LL START AT ONCE.

OH, YES. YES...
I'LL BE RIGHT WITH YOU.

Hefner: WE LEAVE
FOR BOWLEGS

IMMEDIATELY,
GENTLEMEN.

IT'S A NEW EMPIRE.

Man: QUITE A BUSY PLACE,
ISN'T IT, MRS. CRAVAT?

ALL THIS UP FROM
RAW PRAIRIE OVERNIGHT.

HELLO?

HELLO? HELLO,
FIELD OFFICE?

SEND AN AMBULANCE,
QUICK!

OSAGE 3.

YEAH. YEAH,
THAT'S RIGHT.

WHAT HAPPENED?

WE'VE NEVER HAD
A CLOSER CALL.

THE GUSHER CAME IN
AHEAD OF TIME.

THEY WERE LOWERING
A TORPEDO OF NITROGLYCERIN,

AND BEFORE
THEY COULD EXPLODE IT,

UP CAME THE MUD AND OIL
AND THE TORPEDO WITH IT.

NARROW ESCAPE.

OH, WE'D ALL HAVE
BEEN BLOWN TO BITS--

EVERYONE AROUND
HERE, TOO--

IF IT HADN'T BEEN
FOR A MAN

WHO GRABBED
THE TORPEDO,

CUSHIONED IT
AGAINST HIS BODY,

AND PREVENTED
THE EXPLOSION.

WHAT NERVE!

HE SAVED OUR LIVES,
THAT'S ALL.

WAS HE BADLY HURT?

AH, JAMMED
AGAINST THE RIG--

CHEST CRUSHED--
PRETTY BAD.

WHO WAS HE?

I DON'T KNOW.
JUST AN OLD DRIFTER

WHO HAD BEEN
HANGING AROUND HERE

EVER SINCE THE NEW
FIELD OPENED.

SOME OF THE FELLOWS
CALLED HIM OLD YANCE.

YANCE!

Man: GIVE HIM SOME ROOM.
NOW, COME ON.

Sabra: LET ME THROUGH!
LET ME THROUGH!

OH!

OHH...OH...

[COUGHING]

OHH...

SUGAR...SUGAR...

ARE YOU ALL RIGHT?

MM-HMM.

WIFE AND MOTHER...
STAINLESS WOMAN,

HIDE ME.

HIDE ME
IN YOUR LOVE.

SLEEP, MY BOY.

[SOBBING]

[CROWD CHEERING]