04x17 - The Wedding Party

[bunniefuu]

[ door opening ]

Don't make a sound.
Just start walking around
the side of the barn.

You mind telling me
what this is all about?

You open your mouth once more,
and you'll find out
whether I mind.

Come on.

[ horses approaching ]

All right, get down.

Hi, Slim.
It's been a long time.

Two years isn't so long
you have to have a hired g*n

to come and get me.

Oh, that's just
a precaution.

Nothing personal,

come on here,

help yourself
to a cup of coffee.

I heard you've been running
outside the law, Gil.

Didn't know
it'd gone this far though.

These men work for you?

Well, more or less.

Tell you,
the way town's been

springing up around here
right and left

it's been too crowded
for man to operate alone.

You didn't bring me
out here to tell me that.

No, I didn't.

I suppose you heard
that Stacey Bishop's

planning on getting married.

Yeah, what about it?

Well, I'll tell you
what about it, she's my wife.

I don't plan to see her
taking up with any other man,

leastwise while I got
anything to say about it.

It seems to me you lost
any say about it

when she divorced you


It was her father's doing.

You know Ed Bishop did
everything

he could to break up
our marriage, you know that.

I know nothing of the kind.

Ed and I've been friends
for long and I can count,

oh, he's a tough man and hard
to get along with sometimes,

but he wouldn't hurt anybody
unless they were asking for it.

For a fellow such a long memory,
it seems like you forgot

about Fredericksburg
and Cold Harbor soon enough.

I haven't forgotten anything
about the w*r

and how you saved me
from that Reb ambush.

In fact I didn't think
you were gonna

try to trade on that.

Same old Slim,
straight as a rail

and no bend on the edges.

Ain't nobody
talking about a trade,

I just wanted
somebody I could trust,

somebody that would talk

some sense into that girl
and her father.

Like what?

Like there ain't gonna be
no wedding, that's what.

Stacey tries
to go through with it,

a lot of people stand
to get hurt.

Maybe you better
tell him that yourself.

I tried to,
but where I'm concerned

Ed Bishop's kind of
hard of hearing.

I don't want him to...

miscalculate.

Well, I've been
invited to the wedding, Gil,

and I'm gonna go.

But not because of you.

All right.

Just wanted to make sure

you know what you're getting
yourself in for, that's all.

Pike!

Mr. Sherman's leaving us.

Isn't there
some other way?

Slim, can't you find
a better road than this?

I'm sorry, Daisy.

There's only one road in here.

Well, try to drive
between the bumps,

or Stacey's beautiful
wedding cake will be ruined.

Now stop worrying
about the wedding cake.

This ranch isn't
too far from here.

It's easy going from here.

I don't see why Ed Bishop
ever built his ranch

way out here
in the middle of nowhere.

Well, he didn't
exactly build it.

Put up by missionaries
a long time ago.

It was empty.

He needed a home
for his family

so he just fixed it up
and moved in.

Oh.

Slim,

you're not still worried about

what Gil Harrison said,
are you?

Seems sort of
far-fetched to me.

Why, one man couldn't stop

a whole wedding party,
could he?

Ooh.

Bishop sure must like
the privacy, Daisy.

One road leading into here

and they got the gate locked.

Leave her be, mister.

What do you want?

We're here
for the wedding.

Not till tomorrow.

I know, but they asked us
to come today.

Let's see the invite.

Daisy, you got
that invitation?

Why, no.

I didn't think
we needed it.

We're friends of the family.

My orders are nobody
gets in without an invite.

But we're expected.

Go up to the house,
ask Mr. Bishop, ask Stacey.

And leave the gate alone
so you can burst in?

Now what are we
supposed to do?

Camp out here?
Go back to Laramie?

Up to you, but you aren't
coming this way.

STACEY: Slim!

Daisy!

Why, it's Stacey.

We're not going which way?

Oh, Slim.

How nice of you to come.

Well, you didn't think
I was gonna

miss your wedding, did you?

Well, I sure hope not.

Hello, Daisy.
How are you?

I don't know when I've seen you
looking so wonderful, Stacey.

Why, thank you.

It's that extra
special something

that all brides have
they tell me.

Where's Jess?

Well, somebody
had to hold down the fort.

What you mean is
he runs scared every time

anybody mentions
the word marriage.

Listen, let's go up
to the house.

Um, I'll ride with you
so we can talk.

Well, you're gonna
have to get us

through the line first.

Yeah, we forgot our invitation,

he's been kind of
stubborn about it.

It's all right, Red.
You can let them through.

I got my orders,
Miss Stacey.

Your father told me not to--

Well, I'm telling you,
open the gate!

Red's our foreman,

he's been with us
about 10 years.

He's devoted to Pa,
but sometimes

I think he carries it
a little bit too far.

Wait now, Slim.

Oh-hoo.

Thank you, Red.

I'm sorry.

Forget it.

But you know
you shouldn't have been

riding out there alone.

I can take care of myself.

Is Pa back from town yet?

No, ma'am.

Go ahead, Slim.

Come on.

I wanted a small wedding
with just a few close friends.

You know Pa
when he gets started.

There'll be at least


I'm glad
you decided to come early

so we'll have
a chance to visit.

Well, you wanted us
to come early, didn't you?

And there was a note
in the invitation

saying to come today.

Well, I think I didn't even
send out the invitations,

I left that to Marilee.

That little minx.

You better
watch yourself, Slim.

What do you mean?

Well, Marilee didn't
ask you to come early

for my benefit evidently.

This wedding fever
is contagious.

Now your sister is
a nice kid and all that, but...

Yes, but she's old enough
to have ideas of her own.

Evidently they include you.

Stacey, what's that cabin?

Oh, what a pretty setting,
almost like a painting.

Gil built that.

We spent part of our
honeymoon there.

No one lives there now.

Somehow I never had the heart
to see the place torn down.

And that's the whole story

exactly the way
Gil put it to me.

I thought you'd want
to know the truth.

I'm glad you told me.

You don't seem
very surprised.

I don't think
there's anything

my ex-husband could do
that'll surprise me.

Stacey,
thank you for letting me

pick your
wonderful roses.

Oh, they are lovely.

Daisy!

Slim!

I was beginning to think
you weren't coming.

Oh, nonsense.

Why, you couldn't
keep Slim away.

Hi, Marilee.

Good to see you.

Well, it's a fine way
of showing it.

Come on, Daisy,
I'll take you to your room.

You know,
I have a feeling

we're not even
gonna be missed.

Well, that's more like it.

Well, I-- I better get
these bags inside.

Oh, wait,
I've got to talk to you.

Well, won't it keep?

No, this is serious.

Stacey's in trouble,
we all are.

That's why I asked you
to come early

so maybe you could help.

Yeah, I noticed

two or three guards
posted on the way in.

Looks like I'm not
the only one worried about

what Gil Harrison might do.

Well, then you know.

He made sure of that.

Oh, please, don't tell Stacey
I told you this.

Gil's actually
threatened her life

along with anyone else
who gets in the way.

It's hard to believe

he's the same man
I used to know.

He isn't the same.

Even when he was
first married to Stacey,

he seemed to think
the world owed him a living.

I can remember once
when Dad asked him

a simple thing like,

well, like helping
with the spring round-up,

Gil said no, that he'd taken
his last order

from anyone at Appomattox.

Well, you know
he was shot up pretty badly

during the w*r.

Guess he really
never got over it.

Well, I know one thing
he never got over,

Stacey's divorcing him.

Within a year
he had a string of robberies

behind him and half a dozen men
backing him up.

You know, it's strange
the law hasn't caught up to him

long before now.

There's never been
a single witness

who could tie him in
with any of the things

that have happened.

And with what little law
we have around here,

I don't expect
that to change.

Marilee,
your sister wants you.

Oh. All right, Lee.

You remember
Slim Sherman, don't you?

Certainly.
Good to see you again.

Same here.

Oh, will you both
excuse me?

Well, now that congratulations
are in order,

how does it feel
being a bridegroom?

Well, I know there are
a lot of stock answers to that,

but right now

I don't feel up
to any of them.

What's wrong?

Ed Bishop's nearly


getting back from town.

He might have stopped
to celebrate a little bit.

It's not every day
a man marries off

one of his daughters.

You must have passed
some of the guards

on your way in.

Did that look like
he was celebrating?

Mr. Taylor.

Mr. Taylor, come quick!

Slim, he's hurt bad.

How did this happen, Red?

I don't know.

My son Frank here
found him.

He was unconscious
and tied to his horse.

Look like
he's been clubbed.

We just brought him in
as quick as we could.

You better read this, Lee.

"My first gift
to the wedding party."

It's signed "A friend."

[ footsteps approaching ]

[ door shuts ]

DAISY: Well...

SLIM:
What is it, Daisy?

I have been trying to reason
with Ed Bishop.

You might as well
talk to a stone wall.

Now what's the matter?Everything.

He won't stay in bed.
He's up and dressed.

And now he has some
crazy idea

of riding after
whoever it was who hurt him.

There's nothing
crazy about that.

Anybody trying to do me in
is gonna have to answer--

You're not in any shape
to go anywhere.

Besides you don't know
for sure

who it was that whooped
you off that saddle.

I know all I need to.

That note you found on me

is in Gil Harrison's
handwriting.

All right, say he did it.

You're not gonna be
much of a match for him

the shape you're in.

That's good advice, Ed.
You may not like it, but--

I'll handle
Gil Harrison

and in a way
he won't forget.

Pa?

What are you doing
out of bed?

Well, what does
it look like?

Don't let
that temper of yours

push you
the wrong way.

Gil's got a lot of hard men
backing him up.

So have I, and I'm getting them
together right now.

Pa...

And if either of you just have
the guts to come along,

we might even lynch him.

There must be some way
to stop him short
of hogtieing him.

He's like this,
that's about all that's left.

ED: Red! Frank!

Get the men!

Where are we heading,
Mr. Bishop?

To get Gil Harrison.

See that every man
is armed.

And bring up
a horse for me.

Yes, sir.

You let me
do that for you.

Marilee, I swear
you're worse than he is.

Slim, Lee,
don't let him do this.

Well, one thing's
for sure, Ed.

You take the law
in your own hands,

and you'll be doing
just what that gunslinger is.

You've had your chance
to handle this,

you go talk to Harrison,
reason with him.

And what did it get you,
besides a b*llet in the leg?

All right, so I lost my temper
just the way you're doing now.

Instead of talk
there was a sh**ting.

If that still doesn't prove it
could have been handled

better some other way.

I'll tell you
what it proves,

just this time
that Harrison went up

against somebody
in a gunfight

who ain't gonna
come out second best!

Well, that's not fair!

Who said anything
about the world being fair?

You eat or get eaten,
that's as simple as that.

And it's high time
he knew it.

It's also time you started
making sense.

You had one gunfighter
in this house

and couldn't live with it.

Now you're complaining because
you haven't got another one.

I ain't complaining.

She's the one
that's marrying you.

Well, it hasn't happened yet.

Why can't you
leave him alone?

[ coughs ]

You're wrong
about him, Ed.

As wrong
as a man can be.

I tell you I...

Sit down, Ed.

Well, I told him I was afraid
he'd broken some ribs.

It's a miracle he stayed
on his feet as long as he did.

We've got to get him inside.

All right.

Come on.

How is he?

He's better.

Daisy is a good nurse.

Slim and Marilee
are helping to tape him up.

He'll be fine.

Stacey.

Your father might
have been hurt a lot worse.

I know.

And you also know I gave Red
a telegram 2 days ago

to send to a federal marshal
in Casper.

Now why did you stop him
from sending it?

Red told you?

Let's just say
I found out.

But the truth is
you don't really want anything

much to happen
to Gil Harrison, do you?

Lee, just because
I'm marrying you,

does that mean
I have to hate Gil?

No.

Hate and love are
a little closer in that like,

but I don't think
you should help him

run loose so he can

bushwhack
anyone he wants to.

Why are you
making it sound

like the whole thing
is up to me?

Stacey.

I'd like the truth
about you and Gil.

Lee, I'm marrying you.

Isn't that enough?

No.

Not unless you can be
honest with yourself.

Look, I know how it was
when you divorced him.

You were pretty
well broken up.

And I tried to change
that in every way I could.

And you have.

Well, then,
level with me, Stacey!

I don't want
any ghosts between us.

If you can't get
Gil out of your system,

don't expect me
to hold your hand

and tell you
everything's all right,

because it isn't!

I don't expect
anything like that.

It's just that...

whatever he is now,
I was his wife once.

And is it my fault that I--

I can't just turn my feelings
on and off like a tap?

No, it's not your fault.

But if you can't shut him out
all the way,

I just don't think

there should be
any wedding tomorrow.

Lee...

Lee, wait.

Slim, everything is
going wrong.

Isn't there
anything you can do?

[ indistinct chatter ]

The usual.

I hear you're looking
for Gil Harrison.

No crime in that,
is there?

Depends on
what you want with him.

That didn't bother
you much before.

Well, if you're talking
about the other night,

that was different.

He wanted to see you.

Hold it.

Everybody, stay put.

Now I want to see
Gil Harrison.

Where is he?

Stay away now, boys.

I wouldn't want
our local deputy saying

he didn't have a chance
to defend himself.

Vince, let's see how good
you are with a live target.

Looks like you won.

It's too bad it's not gonna
do you any good.

Let it go, Pike.

Ha, you're a hard man
to get to see.

Kind of lucky a sore hand
is all you got out of this.

Something special
on your mind?

I want you to stop
bothering the Bishops.

You're getting in way
over your head, Gil.

Maybe it's the other way
around.

They're expecting a couple
of hundred guests out there

at the wedding tomorrow.

Are you gonna
try to buck 'em all?

Don't stay around
to find out, Slim.

Go on back to Laramie.

What do you expect
to get out of this?

Stacey.

Then you're wasting your time.

After what you've done

she'll never
want to see you again.

Except maybe behind bars.

You seem more sure
about that than she is.

Now you get out of here
while you still can.

Let him have it.

If you think
I'm calling things off

because of Gil Harrison,
you're wasting your time.

I'm only suggesting you

push the wedding back
a few days, not call it off.

What's the difference?
It adds up the same.

Well, not to me,
it doesn't.

Then we just
see it different.

Only because
you're making it that way.

If Gil was anybody else,

an outlaw that never set
foot in this place,

you wouldn't be
so stubborn about

wanting to tangle with him.

I'm not denying that.

When Gil came back
from the w*r,

I did everything
I could for him.

I treated him like
the son I never had.

When he and Stacey come to me

and said they were
gonna be married,

I was about as proud
as any man could be.

Then less than a year
later it was over,

all on account of him.

Well, you don't forget
things like that.

Just the same.

I know what's going through
Gil's mind.

He's hungry for a fight.

Now if you let this thing
cool off for a few days,

there might not be one.

There'll be one.

That gunslinger's been
telling everybody

where to head
in for just too long.

Now sooner or later
he's got to be dealt with.

And you want it now?

It isn't a case
of what I want.

It's a case of
what has to be done.

Oh, Ed.

You've built this ranch
from nothing,

poured
most of your life into it.

If you go in
to a fight with Gil,

there might not be
much left.

We'll do all right.
I'm through backing away.

It's too bad you weren't
in town with me.

From what I saw, Harrison's got
at least a dozen men.

Their g*ns are gonna
be pointing exactly
where he tells them to.

Then I've got Red and his crew
to make sure they never get
near this house.

And a lot of guests
coming in who grew up

cutting their teeth
on the front side

of a Springfield r*fle.

So what's there
to worry about?

Nothing I guess, Ed.

Goodnight.

Slim, I appreciate
what you're trying to do,

but no way you can
help Stacey and me.

I don't think anyone can.

Where is she now?

Down that cabin
Harrison built for her.

Goes every once in a while
when she's troubled

or she wants
to think something out.

And you let her?

What am I supposed to do?

It's her ranch, isn't it?

Well, partly.

Hey, Lee,
you planning on living here

after you're married?

I don't know that
we're actually gonna be

married, Slim.

I do know that I wouldn't
live here

with Stacey
as man and wife for anything.

We're gonna make it
on our own someplace else.

Good idea.

Only it's not gonna work
unless you start cutting

through some of that
pink ribbon

that Stacey's been wrapped up
in most of her life.

What do you mean?

Well,
since their mother died,

both girls have had just about
everything they wanted,

been treated
with kid gloves all the time.

That's partly why Gil made

such a strong impression
on Stacey.

He forced her to go his way...
treated her like dirt.

Because it was new,
something strange...

she was drawn to him
like a magnet.

Yeah,
and she's still drawn to him,

even though
she doesn't want to be.

It's your fault, Lee.
Clear and simple.

My fault?

You're too nice
for your own good.

There's nothing for her
in that cabin except

some half-baked dream
of what Gil might have been.

And letting her
keep that dream alive...

made it seem like
you didn't care.

At least not enough.

Maybe you're right.

Just knowing
that cabin's there has

spoilt more days for me
than I can count.

I guess it is time
I did something about her, huh?

Don't you think you've spent
enough time in here?

What if I have?

There's nothing so wrong
in that, is there?

It's as wrong
as anything can be,
and you know it.

You don't understand, Lee.

Please go on.

I'll be
along in just a minute.

All right, if you want to
stay...

then we'll both stay.

Aren't you being
a little childish?

No more than you,

trying to hang onto
something in the past

that was never
any good in the first place.

I hardly think
you're in any position to know

whether it was
any good or not.

Well, you're wrong.

I'm in a very good position
to know.

It's in your eyes,
it's in your face,

it's in practically
everything you do.

What is?

Your storybook notion
of how life ought to be.

You don't like it
the way it really is,

full of problems
you have to wrestle

with whether you like them
or not.

Oh, no, what you want
is a kind of a perfection

that nobody can spoil,
like this place,

all neat and arranged,
just the way you want.

I think you've said
just about enough.

You're right, Stacey!

And I'm through trying to talk
any sense into you!

This cabin is coming down
right now.

Lee!

What's the matter with you?
What are you doing?

You can't do that!

Oh, can't I?
Huh?

I'm trying to...

No.

No.

I'll never forgive you for this.
You don't know what you've done.

Settle down.

You had no right!

If you want me, Stacey...

this is the way
it's got to be.

Oh, I wish
you'd stay put.

Daisy, with all the fancy work
you've done on that cake,

I think you've performed
enough miracles.

And what about you?

I heard that you had
something to do

with patching up
whatever's wrong

between Lee and Stacey.

Yeah.

It's Gil Harrison who's got me
stumped though.

It's not like him
to drop a fight once

it's started.

Well, maybe he's decided
it isn't worth it.

Anyhow worrying
about it won't help.

Oh, my goodness,
look at the time.

Well, the guests will be
arriving soon,

and the girls
aren't even dressed.

Why don't you open it up
and have yourself a little nip?

No, thanks, I'll wait.

You're supposed to be
taking it easy.

Well,
I can't very well do that,

not the way things
are turning out.

Lee just got back,
was having a look around,

make sure everything
was all right.

Everything isn't, huh?

Bridge over the river
has been wrecked,

nobody can get across.

Well, that just
about does it, huh?

Not by a long shock.

Some of the guests will be
coming out from the north

across the flats,
and that's the way

the preacher
will be coming, too.

How about those men you were
counting on to help?

What happens
when they don't show?

Well, I still got Red
and the crew.

Ed!

Yeah?

What's the matter?

All your hands,
they're saddling up,

getting ready to leave.

Leave?

Red too?

Didn't make any sense
to me either,

but he's pulling out,
and so are all the others.

"And unless you
and your crew are off

the Bishop ranch by noon,

you'll never see
your son again."

You understand,
don't you?

Nothing else could make me
leave you like this.

Frank...

he's all I got.

It's all right, Red.

I wouldn't even ask you
to stay.

Are you sure Harrison's
got your boy?

You know, him saying
it doesn't make it so.

I found the note
at the main gate,

that's where Frank was posted.

His g*n was on top of it.

And Frank wouldn't
give that up for nobody.

You better leave right now.
He might be up on a high
ground watching.

I don't think his leaving's
gonna do much good.

All right, I'm calling off
the wedding, and I'm quitting.

Now that's
what he wants, isn't it?

I think it's too late
for that, too.

If I know Gil,
the time for making a deal
has run out.

He's not gonna be satisfied
till he wrecks this place.I hope you're wrong, Slim.

If he decides to do that,
there sure isn't much here
to stop him.

It's kind of up to Red.

Look, I want to help,
honest.

I'm not asking you
to risk your son's life,

just work with us
for a while.

What have you got in mind?

I haven't figured it
all out yet, just an idea.

One thing's sure though,
we got to go along

with what Gil wants.

Red and his men
have to leave the ranch.

Well, what do you think?

They might pass as men
if nobody looks too close.

Harrison will see
what he expects to see,

Red and his crew pulling out.

He won't be looking
for anything else.

We're ready.

Only one thing
bothers me.

What's that?

The way I understand it
we ride out

and leave my men here
so Harrison will think the ranch

is wide open,
but he still got my boy.

And once
that gunslinger finds out

how we've crossed him, he--

By the time he does,
we'll have made it

a point to get Frank
away from him.

I hope.

As soon as the women
are in the clear,

we'll cut back and find him.

Red,
you got my word for it.

If I don't hear from you,

if Frank isn't safe,
I'll give up.

We won't even try to make
a fight of it here.

Thanks.

But I won't hold you
to that.

I got a feeling
if we don't find him real quick,

we never will.

You're not worried, are you?

Having me on your side?

Lee, I've been wrong about
a lot of things.

And I'd like to apologize
for what I said
to you yesterday.

Forget it.

One other thing...

about that cabin of ours
you burnt down.

What about it?

I'm glad it's gone.

I'd have torn that place down
long ago myself,

only Stacey never
would have forgiven me

if I'd been
the one to do it.

h*.

See something?

Yeah, on top of the
ridge somebody is watching us.

They'll probably
keep following us, too.

Make sure
we don't double back.

If we don't shake him,
we won't have a chance

to look for Frank.

And if we do, he'll go back
and warn Gil.

There's a ravine about
a mile west of here.

If he's still with us he won't
be able to stay up high.

He'll have to drop down
behind us...

and we'll be waiting for him
someplace in that ravine.

That I'd like.

[ horse neighing ]

Well, if it isn't the knife
thrower himself.

I was hoping it'd be you.

Mister, if you want
to stay alive,

you better start talking about
where my son is, and quick.

I don't know where he is.

I swear it, I don't know
anything about it.

Yes, you do.

And you're gonna tell us.

Maybe I'll try seeing

how good I am
with a live target.

Open up, Pete.

It's me, Vince.

Slim, behind you!

Not gonna be as easy
as you thought, huh?

You're the one who's gonna be
doing all the work.

Now either you go through
that boarded window

or you're gonna
talk your friend

into coming out here
with his hands real high.

You know
what would happen to me

if I tried to break through
that window.

I got a pretty good idea,
so you better start talking.

Now wait a minute.

Pete!

Give yourself up,
it's no use.

If they want me,
let them come and get me.

If you're gonna
use that g*n on me, mister,

go right ahead,
but I'm not gonna

try to break
in through that window.

Take off your coat.

Come on, take it off.

Put that rock in it
and plenty of that dried grass.

Use the sleeves to tie it.

What are you gonna do?

Red...

Take him over by the window,

set fire to this
when I tell you.

I want him to throw it through
the opening in the boards.

I'll hit the door
about the same time.

All right. Move.

When he throws it,
make sure he doesn't miss.

He won't miss.

You have all the men spotted?

Best I could,
at least you'll find the place

is pretty well covered.

Well, it stands to reason
the trouble's gonna

come through the gate.

I put a double lock on it.
That'll slow 'em down some.

I hope they don't start
sh**ting too quick.

It'd be better if Gil thought
he's gonna have his own way.

I already passed
the word around.

None of our men
will start firing until we do.

[ horses approaching ]

Ed, on the road.

Yeah, I see 'em.

Looks more like
a fort than a house.

Don't matter nothing,
we'll pull this gate down

and go in fast.

Looks like Harrison,
right out in front.

Don't get in a hurry.

I meant what I said
to Red about his son.

We can't wait much longer.

I know.

Bishop!

Bishop, you hear me?

I hear you.

Send Stacey out here.

You send her out of here,

or she's gonna get it
with the rest of you.

You're wasting your time!

Ha!

Ha!

[ g*nshots ]

It's no good.

They got it blocked
from the inside.

Let's try this window.

I don't know about you,
I'm getting out of here.

You're wasting your time
with that thing, Slim.

I suppose you figured
I was gonna end up

this way all along.

Nobody could stop you,
no matter what we tried.

Gil, I'm sorry.

Why?

I guess I've given you

and Stacey the best wedding
present of them all.

[ Slim playing mouth organ ]

Your homework, now.

Slim, tell me some more about
the wedding.

Well, there's nothing else
to tell, Mike.

With all that fighting,
there must have been

something you left out.

Come to think of it,
there was one thing

I forgot to tell you.

Sure there was,
about how you hid

under the bed when all the
sh**ting started.

No, it was after that.

At the wedding supper,

Marilee and I got
to talking about Jess.

About me?

Thought you were the one
she's been trying

to hitch up with.

Not anymore, pard.

After what I told her
about you,

you're the number
one choice.

I am?

Well, I don't even know her.

Doesn't
make any difference.

Matter of fact
she's riding out here tomorrow.

Wouldn't surprise me now
if she didn't bring that

preacher with her.

Daisy,
is he telling the truth?

You're just stringing
him along, aren't ya?

Yeah. But don't you
tell him that, huh?

[ plays harmonica ]

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