1:39:03
Good morning, señor.
1:39:27
Hi there, Mr. McCabe!
1:39:29
Welcome home.
1:39:37
Ward, you're sitting in my chair.
1:39:41
You...
1:39:44
Those clothes look familiar to you?
1:39:46
- Yep.
- You got my clothes on?
1:39:49
No, sir, Mr. McCabe.
1:39:51
These ain't your clothes.
1:39:53
Belle, my fiancée,
Mrs. Aragon, that is...
1:39:58
...she sent off to San Antone for them.
Same place that you get yours.
1:40:02
I ain't wearing a single thing
belongs to you.
1:40:06
Excepting this star.
1:40:08
And that ain't yours no more.
1:40:11
Not since we had the election
last week.
1:40:13
I bet you can't guess
who's the new marshal.
1:40:16
Oh, don't tell me. Don't tell me.
1:40:18
Don't tell... Let me think this out.
1:40:20
Let me think. And you hush, Jim.
You hush.
1:40:22
- No, I have... Nothing.
- Not a word. Not a word.
1:40:28
I didn't get to vote for myself,
not even once.
1:40:32
Say, you fellas
sure look hot and thirsty.
1:40:35
How'd you like to have
a nice cold beer?
1:40:39
Honeybee.
1:40:43
Honeybee?
1:40:45
Sounded like "honeybee."
1:40:48
Honeybee.
1:40:53
Thank you.