:06:02
I bet he can't even make
his mark on the ballot.
:06:04
- What about yourself? Want a beer?
- Yeah, sure.
:06:07
I'll take this one. Cheers.
:06:13
Now, Ward.
:06:15
Ward, come here.
:06:17
Oh, it's you, Mr. McCabe.
:06:20
Was you calling my name?
:06:21
Yeah, yeah.
:06:23
I told you to take those drunks
over to the courthouse.
:06:26
Yes, sir, Mr. McCabe,
that's what you told me...
:06:29
...and that's what I done,
didn't I, fellers?
:06:33
But it wasn't no use. No use at all.
:06:36
Was it, fellers?
:06:40
Well, now, Ward,
why wasn't it any use?
:06:44
- Or am I supposed to guess?
- No, sir, Mr. McCabe.
:06:48
Not that it calls for much guessing,
and that's a true fact.
:06:51
Well, what it comes down to...
:06:53
...is that the judge hisself
was drunk last night...
:06:56
...and never even showed up
in court today.
:06:59
And so as I see it,
they ain't but one thing to do...
:07:01
...and that's just march
these fellers back to the jail...
:07:04
...until the judge sobers up enough
to fine them legal and proper.
:07:09
Now, come on, you fellers. Hurry up.
:07:11
- One, two...
- Ward.
:07:14
Turn them loose.
:07:18
Now, you fellers listen to me.
:07:20
By orders of Marshal McCabe,
I'm a-turning you loose.
:07:24
Go on, you're loose!
:07:27
You ain't turning us loose without
buying us a beer, are you, marshal?
:07:31
You fellas don't mind drinking with
gamblers and fort soldiers, do you?
:07:37
All right, Ward, buy them a beer
and point them toward home.
:07:42
Let's go, boys.
:07:49
Belle?
:07:51
- Look who's here.
- Hello.
:07:55
Guth, how many times
have I told you...
:07:58
...I don't even wanna look
at a man before 5:00.