bedroom.
Should we get a new house, too?
Sugar, you are getting ambitious.
I can't tell you half the things I'm thinking.
Yancey, I feel so light...
- so queer. I think I'm going to...
- Sugar. Honey.
Sabra.
Outlaws. The chief has been saying
they're shooting up the bank.
Kid! That's Cravat.
Dang it! I didn't figure on him.
Take care of Sabra...
and keep everybody away
from those windows.
Yeah.
- What's going on?
- Keep back. It's all right. Just keep back.
Yancey's out there,
and I can't do anything.
Where's Cim?
Cim!
I'll find him, Miss Sabra.
Oh, no. No, Isaiah!
Hold tight! Hold tight!
You pegged me.
I never figured we'd end up
on the opposite sides of the fence, Kid.
My fault, Yance. Didn't have an invite.
Can I do anything?
You can blow me to a pine box,
if you want to.
Sure, old Kid.
And I'll owe you for it.
Sorry.
- Pegged you in the arm, eh?
- Strangle the whole bunch!
Say, you're a foreigner!
All right, we'll pick them up
and put them in the front window.
Yancey, that's the highest price
shooting ever done in this community...
with all the rewards out for The Kid.
Bankers Association pays
$10,000 cash, alone.
Wells Fargo, $5,000.
And the railroads
of Santa Fe and County, $5,000 each.
- And you'll get it all, Yancey.
- More than $30,000.
And the government's price
on The Kid's head.
- You'll hear from Washington.
- Old Ben Harrison'll be tickled pink...
for getting rid of the last real bandit
of the country.
I wouldn't be surprised if they
appoint you governor of the territory.
I'll send that bandit to you, Yance.
Mama! Mama!
Cim.
Here comes the boss.
- He's hurt.
- A little, I think.
Master Yancey.
Master Yancey.
Don't you worry about it, sugar.
Doctor Valien'll be right over.
Darling. I'm so grateful it isn't worse.
The whole town's so proud
of what you've done...
getting rid of those bandits and outlaws.
Just think, all that money.
Cim's education,
Donna can go East to school.
We'll have a new printing press.
I'll send back the rewards, every dollar.
You'll send them back?
I knew The Kid
when he was riding the open range...
making honest money.
I've rode with him.
I've slept in the prairie beside him.
We were friends.
The fool.
Why, one of his bullets
might've hit you, or Cim, or Donna.
That's why I killed The Kid...
not for money.
What's the matter with Isaiah, Mama?
Well, old Grover's finally woke up
to what we need out here.
It's the greatest thing
that ever happened to the territory.
Why, folks'll flock in
from all over the country.
Hey, it'll be a bigger rush
than we had here in '89.
Bigger? I should say so.
Why they'll add
six million acres to our two.
Great chance for a man
to make a fortune out there.
Another four weeks, eh? September 16?
That's what the telegram says, boys.
A new run! The biggest thing yet!
Three times more land than in '89.
- What a chance.
- What a chance for a man!
Say, how about you, Yancey?
- You wouldn't miss this, would you?
- I can't boys. I got too much work to do.
- Come on, Yancey.
- Yeah, come on, Yancey.
I'll be getting you a horse, Yancey.
Hey, Yancey!
Pull in the books with the big figures.
We'll be looking for you.
I'm gonna sell out everything I got...
and head for that Cherokee land.
Well, I would, too,
but I don't think the foot will hold.
Headline for the Cherokee article, Jess...
- and lock her up.
- Well, my crackers!
This extra will be sold out
before 10 minutes.
You know, every...
I think that was the nicest
club meeting we've ever had.
Your speech was so interesting,
Mrs. Cravat.
Thank you.
Don't forget the next meeting
is at my house.
- Election for president.
- I won't forget.
- Goodbye.
- Goodbye.
See you Saturday
at the croquet tournament.
Yes, indeed.
- Cim, dear, look out for Donna.
- All right, Mama.
She would be the first in town
to have balloon sleeves.
I never...
- Why don't you fix that?
- We are fixing it.