Cimarron
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:27:02
- Have you any fancy braids?
- Yes, ma'am, I have some fancy braids.

:27:07
That's Sol Levy, a walking notion counter.
:27:10
...suspenders, darning yarn,
celluloid collars...

:27:12
Howdy, Sol.
:27:15
Howdy, Mr. Cravat. Howdy, ma'am.
:27:18
Yes, ma'am, here's some drawstrings...
:27:22
...fancy braid and I'll give you
a real good bargain.

:27:25
I never saw anything like it in my life.
:27:29
I'm afraid they think my dress
is a little too elaborate.

:27:32
Why, Milton would have no words
for such beauty.

:27:48
Howdy, Cim.
:27:53
He called you Cim.
:27:59
- The boys are up to something.
- Who are they?

:28:03
I can't say for sure, but I think
they're the ones that did Paigler dirt.

:28:06
Paigler? Who's that?
:28:10
Isn't that the editor?
The one who was found shot dead?

:28:13
- You mean they did it?
- I don't say they did it, exactly.

:28:17
They know more than is comfortable.
:28:21
Still wearing that white hat, huh?
:28:25
Who's that?
:28:27
That's Lon Yountis.
Nothing to be alarmed about.

:28:37
Don't be frightened, honey.
Stand right where you are.

:28:46
The dirty scum.

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