Andrew Rines (10:22)
Be sociable, look smarter Keep up to date with Pepsi Drink light, refreshing Pepsi Stay young and fair and debonair Be sociable, have a Pepsi. When friends drop in, let your hospitality show you're sociable in the modern manner. Pepsi, you know, is the favorite of the smart and young at heart. Be sociable, smarter, Keep up to date with Pepsi Drink light, refreshing Pepsi Stay young and fair and debonair. Be sociable, have a Pepsi. Have you tried a Pepsi lately, Chester? Now that I finished my coffee, I think I should tell you something. What's that, Doc? The bear grease you put on your hair is running down the back of your neck. Afraid he's right, Chester. That ain't bear grease, Miss Kitty. That's rose pomade from the Tom Sorrel parlor. I paid Mr. Teeters 15 cents for that bottle. 15? Well, you were cheating. Besides, why put on so much of the stuff? Well, it's my dang cowlick up there. I've been having trouble keeping it down. Well, I think you got it beat now, Justin. Chester, where in the world are you headed for all dressed up that way? Black coat, boiled shirt. Must be something pretty special. As a matter of fact, it is. You know, Mr. Treadwell has been mighty busy, and he asked could I escort Ms. Treadwell to a prayer meeting? Oh. Oh, well, no wonder you're so slicked up. Yeah, she's a mighty attractive woman. And a good cook, too. And he's the best checker player in town. He beat me last night. Well, I do declare, I didn't know anybody could do that. Beat you, I mean, not as sly as you are. Sly? Just what do you mean by that? Nothing. Well, I better be going. Don't want to keep Ms. Treadwell waiting. Thank you for the breakfast, Doc. You're welcome, Chester. But next time, no rose pomade. It's nice of you to ask, Courtney, Mr. Proudfoot. I sure do wish you'd call me Chester, Ms. Treadwell. Everybody else does. Well, all right, Chester. I swear, I think the whole town turns out now when they hear that school bell of a Sunday. I never seen nothing like it. It's wonderful the way everyone's treating us, letting us use the schoolhouse for a church and all. Well, my land, it was just going empty on Sundays. You know, if. If we could build a home and settle somewhere, Cole could finish his schooling and then truly become a minister. Well, you ought to settle in Dodge. You've been here more than six weeks already, and folks would be mighty disappointed if you was to up and leave. Well, we have been thinking about it, Chester. Who in the world is that? Chester. Just keep on walking, Ms. Treadwell. Don't pay no attention to him. I'm talking to you. Now, look here. Going to fix you. And now I'm ready. Think I'll start by pinching your nose off. Nate, you better just go on alone. Hey, who does you got b. Well, thing, ain't she? Ms. Treadwell, you best go on without me. Oh, ain't you brave? Now you're going to send the lady away so she won't see no blood, is that it? You're a bully, Nate. And you're drunk, too. And you don't scare me one bit. But this is a lady I'm with. And you keep talking like you, and I'm going to kick your belly right out through your back. Please, Chester, don't fight on my account. Let's walk on. Well, I'm not going to stand by you. All right. Man, you sure might a big talker, Chester, but that's all you are, just a talker. Feller sure does need a lesson. Don't you pay any attention to him, Chester. A fight doesn't prove a thing. Maybe not, but it sure would make me feel better. There you are. Will there be Anything else now, Ms. Treadwell? Got some real nice calico here. Oh, my, that is pretty. But no, I don't think so. Give you a real good price on it. Five cents a yard. Well, maybe just two yards. You won't be sorry. Oh, be with you in just a minute, Sir. I want some.44 shells. Yeah, as soon as I finish here, I want them. Now. You'll have to wait till I finish waiting on Mrs. Treadwell. Mrs. Treadwell. And I seen you somewhere before. I'll take my packages now, Mr. Jones. Oh, yeah, now I remember. You was with Chester the other day. Now, listen here, boy. Shut up. Storekeeper, may I get by, please? Oh, now, you ain't gonna run off and leave me, are you? Ma'am, please move out of the way and Let me buy Mr. Bush. Why for? You ain't got no Chester with you now. Ain't nobody else around fool enough to tell me what I can do. Well, there's me. Is you? Just what do you think you could do, storekeeper? Nobody talks to Ms. Treadwell that way, Bush. Not in my store or anywhere else. That a fact? You know, Ms. Treadwell, you are beginning to interest me. You really are. Seems like most everybody want to protect you all the time. Now, maybe there's a good reason for that. Hello, Mr. Jonas. Hello, Cole. Is something wrong? Take me home, Cole. What is it? Nothing. Please, Cole. Hey, hold up there. Cole is the first half of your name. What's the last half? Who are you? Bush. Nate Bush. I asked you, what's your last name? Treadwell. Treadle. You her husband? That's right. Huh. You dressed like maybe your preacher. That what you are? That's right. Ain't that something? You better watch his little wife for yours, preacher. I seen her out running around with a man the other day. Be careful, Mr. Bush. And you know, I was even thinking buying her drink just now myself. I bet she'd have took me up on it too, you hadn't come in. You ought to be running out of town, Bush. Now, just who's gonna do that, storekeeper? You, H or the preaching man? Now, you know, I got me a notion to take little Miss Upy out here with me right now just so I can see which one of you peacemakers gonna stop me. Come on, Bethan, we're leaving. Hold up. Take your hand off. I ain't finished talking to you. Yes, you are, Mr. Bush. You' get your hands. Sorry you made me do that, Mr. Bush. But I want you to understand something. Nobody mistreats my wife. Nobody insults her. Mr. Jonas, I'll pay for any damages. Now, you forget about Parson. We're worth it just seeing that. Come on, Beth. Hold it right there, preacher. Come. I don't carry a gun, Mr. Bus. That's the only reason you ain't gonna die now. But you're gonna get a bullet in Both your legs. Maybe it'll keep you from standing up preaching for a while. You better think real careful before you pull that trigger push. Cause the second you pull it, I'm gonna blow you in two with your shotgun. Now you put that gun back in your holster real easy. I sure ain't gonna argue with no scatter gun, storekeeper. Now you get out of here. When you walk out that door, you better just keep right on going. Because if anything happened to the Treadwells, you might find yourself hanging from a tree. I got me something to say to Mr. Treadwell. Now. You just did. Out. That's all right, Mr. Jonas. Let him speak. There's something about you. I seen you somewhere before. I can't remember where, but I don't think you was no preacher. You want some of this miserable coffee I make, Mr. Dillon? At least it's hot. Oh, thanks, Chaucer. Say, did you hear about the fracas Parson Treadwell and Nate Bush had Mr. Jonas store yesterday? Mm, I heard. I sure would like to have saw that. I guess Bush got what was coming to him. You ought to be run out of town. Hey, Marshall. What's on your mind? Bush tell you what's on my mind? That preacher Treadwell. What about it? Well, he ain't no preacher, is what? And his name ain't Treadwell. His name is Trankin. Cole Trankin. He's a wanted man, Marshall. He's a gunfighter. Well, if that ain't the craziest thing I ever heard. You've been nothing but trouble ever since you came to Dodge. Why don't you get out of here? Well, now, it's true. I tell you, I've been thinking on it all night till it finally come to me. Look, Marshall, I served time once, a long time ago, Arizona Territorial prisoners. I ain't surprised to hear that. And Cole Trankin was there and he busted out of that prison. And this is him, Marshall. It's your Colt Treadwell. He's the one. Get out of here, Bush. Huh? All right, Marshall. But you ought to check on what I told you, cuz it's sure enough true. Well, I declare, I never heard such a tale in all my life. He's mad, Chester. Because of that beating Coe gave him. Yes, sir. But they sure ain't no truth in what he says, are they? You sure don't believe him, do you? I don't know. Well, I sure wouldn't believe nothing Nate Bush told me. No, but would you believe what the Arizona Territorial Prison told you? I guess you do have to check, don't you, Mr. D? Have to check.