""This is the tale of Vermilion O'Toole."" ""Who started a crime-wave when she was in school."" ""At first she stole kisses, and then she stole hearts."" ""The Warden said this is the way it all starts."" ""They locked up Vermilion, Vermilion O'Toole."" ""Who started a crime-wave when she broke every rule."" ""She out-foxed the Warden, she made him a fool."" ""Beginning the tale of Vermilion O'Toole..."" "Apples two cents, fresh-roasted goobers." "Refreshing home-made lemon drops." "Havana cigars - two for a nickel." "Magazines - read them while you ride." "Apples - two cents." "Fresh roasted goobers." "Magazines, read them..." "An apple, sir?" " Fine..." "Thank you, sir." "Magazines, read them while you ride." "Magazines... read them while you ride." "Apples - two cents." "Havana cigars, two for a nickel." "Junior... have you got anything to cool a lady off?" "Gee ma'am, not a thing." " Here, this." "How much?" " Twenty-five." ""Love", "Romance", "Adventure"." "That's a heck of a lot for two bits." "Gee-whiz, ma'am, I've read them stories." "I tell you they won't cool you off." "You wanna bet?" "Magazines... read them while you ride." "Havana cigars... two for a nickel." "Don't this railroad ever run out of desert?" " We'll be there pretty soon, Mae." "We're due in Reedsville in about an hour." " An hour?" "Well, if you gentlemen will excuse me." "Now you can sit here next to laughing-boy." "Thank you, Marshal." "Sorry, Marshal." "Do you hear anything?" "I think we'd better..." "Mae..." "Mae." "Come on, bustle, I'm not leaving anything behind." "Mae..." "Mae..." "Mae!" "Mae!" "Mae." "As always Mae leaving like a lady." "Magazines, read them while you ride." "Apples - two cents, fresh-roasted goobers." "Magazines, read them while you ride." "Apples, fresh-roasted goobers." "Havana cigars?" "Two for a nickel." "Apples... magaz..." "What happened to your friends, mister?" " Oh, they're out getting a breath of air." "No, no." "That way." " Oh, that's nice." "Fresh roasted peanuts." "Come in." "Help yourself, ticket-rack is on the wall on your right." "You going north or south?" " North." "All the way to Timberline?" " Yeah." "Train's due in a couple of minutes." "You'll have to flag it." "Top slot on your right." "It's a green ticket." "$27.50." "Leave the money on the desk." "Hey..." "Looks like you been playing a little rough." " You ought to see the other guy." "What's the matter?" "Somebody get a little too familiar?" "Look handsome, all I want from you is a ticket." "You said it was twenty..." "Seven fifty..." " Oh, alright, I'll check the bank." "Yeah..." "I ain't looking." " That's no compliment." "Now let's see, here." "Ten, twenty, five, one, two, three." "That's eight." "You owe me fifty cents." "And I have two dollars left to see me through my old age." "Yeah..." "Say, by the way..." "What kind of color is your hair anyway?" "Vermilion." "Vermilion?" "I've never heard of such a thing." "No?" "Just one step hotter than a redhead." "Hey!" "Hey, kid... how far is it to Timberline?" "About eight miles." "You got a blacksmith around here that knows the difference between a horse and a cow?" "We got Chuck Ryan." "Ask him that and he'll throw your horse at you." "A shooting star." "Dude..." "I hate them." "Here they come!" "Hey Bucket, don't be so slow or I'll give you a spanking." "Hi." " Hi." "Come on Bucket!" "Come on, Bucket, or "Mama" will give you a spanking." "Mama!" " Think you're smart, don't you?" "I have some nice greenings, Mrs Stoffer, fine for apple sauce." "I'll take a pound of those." " Yes." "And how about tomatoes?" "They're over-ripe." "Hello boys... doing the family marketing?" ""Mama" is doing the family marketing." "Give him a licking, give him a licking!" "I like it!" "Here... here... here... here." "If you boys don't want some real bumps, and not on your heads, you'd better be on your way." "Alright, Mr Higgins... bye, "Mama"." "I hate him." "I'll be with you in just a minute, boys... have a cracker." "Now, is that everything, Mrs Stoffer?" "Let me see..." "I think so." "Bacon." "Yes, everything, put it in the book, please." "Yes." "Cornelius... how is your father?" "Fine, Mrs Stoffer." "He wouldn't be very happy to see you fighting in the streets now, would he?" "No ma'am." " I should say not." "Just look at them..." "like little field mice." "A widower's house is just no place to bring up children." "I agree." "Children need a woman's hand around." "Mrs Stoffer." " Yes, Mr Higgins." "I'll read the list off to you now." "A pound of cheese, pound of bacon, soft 'A' sugar, dried apricots, dried peaches... 4 pounds of beans, 2 yards of gingham, allspice, quarter pound of tea," "2 lamp chimneys and a bottle of tonic." "Comes to a dollar-seventeen, Mrs Stoffer." "Goodness!" "Things are expensive." " Yes." "Good morning, ladies." " Good morning." "Good morning, Louise." "Here's a list of things Pa'll be needing." "He's going up to the logging camp for the week." "I see." "The logging camp?" "Leaving you babies alone?" "I'm nine, ma'am." "Being left like that!" "No wonder they're like wild things." "If they were mine, I'd ship them off to school right now..." "Where they could learn something besides fishing." "Cornelius." " Yes, ma'am." "I want you to tell your father not to worry while he's away." "Tell him I'll look in on you and your brothers from time to time." "Did you hear me?" " Yes, ma'am." "Good day." "Goodbye." "Good day." " Good day." "Mrs Stoffer's trying awful hard to be a mother to those boys and more..." "I never knew the widow Stoffer to fail anything she sets her mind to." "She'll marry Will Hall, sure as you're born." "Now let's see, oh yes." "Oats." " Oats?" " Oats!" "Oats." "Rose's Elite Opera House." "Palace Of Chance." "Vermilion O'Toole, everybody's pal." "Straight Gambling." "Curved Showgirls." "Weak girls and strong drinks." "I expect all you men to shake the sawdust from your breeches..." "And travel down to Timberline, to see me and the girls." "You know, us city girls is partial to you country men." "They don't grow them so big in the city." "We'll be down to see you, Rosie." "How's Vermilion?" "Anxious for the sight of you, loggers." "Be seeing you." "Thanks for the hammer, Chuck." "I'm looking forward especially to seeing you down at the Opera House, smithy." "Timber!" "Who is the old gal?" "That's Rose." "She owns the Elite Opera House." "They ought to run her and her girls out of Timberline." "That's Jake with me as long as they run 'em my way." "Bye bye, Rosie..." "Don't forget now, fellas: "The Elite"." "Goodbye Rosie, we'll be there." "Advertising sin!" "..." "I declare!" "Chuck Ryan, I'm surprised at you." "A good church-going man, letting that woman spread her dirt around Pine Top." "Tearing them posters down ain't going to help any, Edna." "You got to tear down the Opera House if you're to be rid of them." "How right you are!" "But until that glorious day..." "What would Pa want to marry Mrs Stoffer for?" "I like her." " Imagine her being our Ma." "It would be terrible." "I hate her!" " Come on, Bucket." "Featuring Vermilion O'Toole." "Buster, you ought to get a look at her while you're in these parts." "That Vermilion's a honey." "Yeah, I know, I saw a picture of her in the Pictorial Gazette." "So I'm counting on all of you to keep going just like when I'm here." "I'll be back Saturday night, if the cutting goes like we figure." "Petey, you and Bucket being the youngest you stick close to Corney and help him with the chores." "Corney." " Yes, Pa?" "You're the boss man of the camp now." "Pa, Mrs Stoffer said to tell you she'd look in on us while you're away." "Well, now that's nice of her." "She's a fine woman." "Do you think Mrs Stoffer is very pretty, Pa?" "Oh, well uh, sort of... why?" " Pretty as Ma was?" "Oh, your Ma was very pretty." " Do you like Mrs Stoffer?" "I hate her." " Be quiet, Bucket." "Mrs Stoffer is a very nice woman." " I like her." " Be quiet, Bucket." "Very nice?" " Oh I'd say so, yes." "You boys mind what she has to say when she comes by to see you," "Goodbye." " Goodbye Dad, see you Saturday." "Bye..." " Bye..." "See you Saturday, goodbye." "What do you think, Corney?" " He said he likes her." "I hate her." " Shush." "So what do you think?" " For once, I've got to agree with Bucket." "Something's got to be done." "We got to look around to find somebody better than Mrs Stoffer." "Someone who won't always be picking at ya." "There ain't no-one around Pine Top." "Then I say we take a ride over to Timberline and take a look at the ladies they got over there." "Agreed?" " Agreed." "Come on, Bucket." " Hurry up, baby." "Come on... shorty." "Whoa." "Down boys!" "Thank you Dick." "Hi there, Sam." "I am happy, happy as can be, for I am a member of the Souse family." "Glorious... glorious!" "One tank of beer was a part of us." "Set them up again, they'll be more of us, for we can't drink it all alone!" "Vermilion O'Toole." " Yes, Rosie." "Jack, the cash-box." "What do you think I put that stage in for?" "To get you off the bar, and get the place a little class." "Where you been all day, honey?" "Putting up posters from here to China, letting the men know what we got here." "Not the posters with the drawing of me on them, I hope." "Baby, I told you I'd burned all of them, now stop your fretting..." "Only fifty-eight dollars on a bank holiday?" "I'm starting the overture in ten minutes, Miss O'Toole..." "And you'd better be on that stage when the curtain goes up." "I'll be there dearie, wearing a smile." "You'd better be wearing a costume." "Always the same dull show..." " Hi Vermilion." " Hi, Long-John." "How's your health?" "Hearty, Miss Vermilion." "And yours?" " Hearty." "I come in special to get you to sign the picture on the Pictorial Gazette." "A picture of me on the Gazette?" "Well it don't look much like me, does it?" " Sure don't do you justice." "Thanks." "I've got to change now, but after the show I'll put a love-note on it for you." "Yes, ma'am." "Thank you." "Oh, Vermilion." " Yes, Sammy?" "There's a gentleman friend of yours from Denver waiting for you in the dressing-room." "Oh... thanks." "I thought you were in jail, where you belong." "Mae!" "Or should I say "Vermilion"?" ""Vermilion O'Toole"." "Nobody but you could think of a name as wild as that." "You miss me, baby?" " Miss you?" "That's funny..." "I'm not going back to the way it was before if that's what's on your mind." "Alright then, something new." "You and me can do pretty good right here, don't you think?" "Hands off!" " Now, baby..." "Why didn't you tell the Marshal in Denver I had nothing to do with your shady dealings?" "I tried to..." " But you weren't very convincing." "Come in." "We're ready any time you are, Vermilion." " Thanks." "Go on, beat it." " See you later." "I've got to check in to the hotel." " You're wasting your time, Newt." "I don't think so." "Go on, get out!" "I don't want to see you around." "See you, pretty baby." "Whoa..." "How about her?" " No." "Corney, look!" "How about her?" " No." "Bucket, come back here." "Come on." "Bucket!" "Come back here!" "Gentlemen, gentlemen, don't go back there." "Petey... oh Petey." " Yeah..." "Oh, there you are... come on, outside." "Come on." "Kids need lots of fresh air, and there ain't none in here." "Go on." "I ain't a soprano, as you'll deduce" "I'll tickle the piano..." "And introduce..." "A flame in red, carrot-head..." "Who's as gingery as ginger-bread." "Now gents, try to be cool..." "With Vermilion O'Toole." "My father and mother..." "Taught me to be shy..." "One boy and another..." "I passed with downcast eyes." "Met a special boy..." "on a special night." "The way he'd kiss me..." "was so polite." "That's how it all started." "That's how I... became..." "A... flaming red-head, I'm a flaming red-head." "If you play with fire, you'll get burned." "It always has been a dangerous game." "You'll get hurt flirtin' with a flame." "A flaming red-head, I'm a flaming red-head." "And the reputation was earned." "There may be a storm, but you'll be nice and warm..." "With that red... hot... flame!" "I like her." "Yeah." " Yup." "All you red-heads, all you flaming red-heads." "I amble in, look around the joint, things go up to the boiling point." "All you red-heads, all you fiery red-heads." "The whole human race won't need a fireplace." "With... that... red... hot..." "FLAME!" "You heard 'em, boys!" "Whoa..." "Thanks." "The Opera House, that's the place to spend your dough." "What do we say?" " Nothing." "I'll do the asking." "I wish Pa was here." " You can thank your breeches he ain't." "[ door knocks ]" "Come in." "Hi, men." "What's the matter, you lost or something?" "No, ma'am, we come here especially to see you." "Well, it's mighty nice of you fellas to pay me a visit..." "But I don't think your Ma would like you visiting around here." "We ain't got a Ma." "So please... if you don't mind..." "We'd sure appreciate it... talking to you." "Well alright, now just what can I do for you gentlemen?" "Miss Vermilion..." " Yeah, that's my name." "Well, I'm Corney, this here is Petey, and the wart's Bucket." "Oh well, how do you do." "It's mighty nice to meet you, gents." "We come from Pine Top, ma'am, and well, we'd like to make you a proposition." "Well, let's just have a listen to this proposition of yours." "Well ma'am, me and my brothers are out looking for a woman." "Oh... and just what types suit you fancy gentlemen?" "You're just fancy enough, ma'am." "You smell good too." " Oh, well thanks." "Would you like to get married?" "And have three kids, all at once?" "Oh, now wait a minute fellas, give it to me slow, just one thing at a time." "Pa's got to get married." " Why?" "I mean, he's got to get married to you, or else Mrs Stoffer is going to get him." "Oh, and what's wrong with Mrs Stoffer?" " She's always picking at us." "And does Pa like Mrs Stoffer?" " Pa likes everybody." "That can lead to trouble." "Look, fellas..." "Something tells me your Pa wouldn't pick out anybody to be your Ma who wasn't a real good woman." "Thanks for the offer, boys, but I'm not in the market for marriage right now." "Although the idea of having three such fine boys is sure a sweet one." "And about this Mrs Stoffer picking on you." "Well, most likely she's only trying to do what's right." "You're lucky to have someone who cares enough about you to look after you and pick at you to be good." "And maybe you fellas haven't given Mrs Stoffer a real chance." "Ma'am, you don't know her." " I hate her!" "Bucket!" "I'm sorry, Miss Vermilion, he's a little squirt." "I like her." " Thank you, young man." "Now come on, you kids get going." "Your Pa will be worried." "Pa's gone until Saturday." " You kids alone?" "Yup." "Well, you got to get anyway, I'm a working girl." "Come on, I'll show you to the door." "Rose, Rosie..." "I want you to meet three gentlemen friends of mine." "Corney, Petey and Bucket." " Ain't they handsome?" "Ain't they though?" "Straight shot." "Rosie, Rosie... quick." "You know a fella by the name of Cole?" " Cole?" "Newt Cole." "No." "Quick!" "Close the other curtain." "That's the Marshal that was taking us in." "He must have followed Newt up here." "Newt?" "Is Newt here too?" "Yes, he came by the dressing room just before the show." "I've got to get out of here right now." "But honey, where'll you go?" " I don't know." "Howdy!" "Come here." "Did you say that you kids were going to be alone 'til Saturday?" "Pa's gone up to the logging camp." "I tell you what." "You kids wait for me right out there." "Go on, go on, hurry." "I'll get some duds together." "You mean, you're going with us?" " Sure, if the invitation is still good." "You're going with them?" "Yep." "You stay here and keep Daggett entertained while I slip out the back." "Right through the doorway over there, mister." "Thanks." "I'm Sorry, I wasn't looking, excuse it." " Excuse me, ma'am." "Well say, you're new around these parts, ain't you?" "Yes, I just came in from Frisco." "Frisco?" "Well... my name's Rose." "I own the place." "Ed Daggett's mine." "Well come on Ed, I'll introduce you to the girls." " I was looking for a friend of mine." "I saw in the Pictorial Gazette that she was appearing here: "Vermilion O'Toole"." "Or "Mae Madison" when I knew her." " Vermilion?" "Is she around?" " Well now, ain't that a shame." "She just now left." "When do you expect her back?" " It's hard to tell with Vermilion." "Sometimes she's gone for an hour, sometimes for weeks..." "Oh?" "Her gentleman friend leave with her?" " Her gentleman friend?" "A tall, dark, good-looking fellow..." "Newt Cole." "Well there're lots of tall, dark, good-looking friends around Vermilion, but no one special." "Her dressing-room's through there, I believe." " Yeah, but I tell you Ed, she's not here." "Come on..." "let's us get acquainted." "I hope you won't mind showing me around backstage." "...really Mr Daggett, it's most unprofessional to come backstage during a performance." "I'm sorry, this is official business." "I'm a Federal Marshal." "Oh, I didn't realise." "Whose room is this?" "That's mine." "And this one?" "No, you can't go in there." "My girls are changing back here." "Then this room must be hers." "Yes, but Marshal..." "It's got so I hardly use doors at all." "I told you she was gone." "And so she is." "While I'm waiting for Miss O'Toole to return..." "I'll take you up on that offer to get better acquainted." "But er, but she might be gone for weeks." "We should be real good friends by then, eh Rosie?" "Hmm?" "Don't your mother want to go with us?" "My mother?" "..." "Oh you mean Rosie." "No, mother is very strict." "But me, I go for a week in the country with three gents." "Shall we be off?" " Yep." "Whoa... whoa." " Hello, Edna." "Will... you got company." "Will!" "Will Hall!" "Edna, are the boys alright?" " Now Will, I don't want you to get upset." "But you know how I've warned you about leaving your children." "What happened?" "This morning, I went by to look in on them like I promised." "Well, as I was approaching the cabin, I spotted a strange woman." "A what?" " A redhead... in your kitchen." "A redhead?" "Well, who is she?" " I don't know who she is." "Didn't you talk to her?" " Heavens, no..." "I came directly." "Mike, there's a little trouble at home, I'll be back in the morning." "You need any help, Will?" " No, thanks." "I can handle it myself." "Will... you can ride back with me." "Well, thanks very much, Edna, there's nothing I'd rather do." "But I can make better time on the horse." "Don't that smell good?" "Gee, Miss Vermilion, you're pretty special." "You sing and dance, and know how to make meat pies too." "My Ma thought of that, God bless her." "She always said there was two ways to a man's heart." "Through her face, and his stomach." "Now when I was a little wart like you kids, you couldn't see my face for the freckles." "And I had feet like river-boats, so Ma saw to it that I learned how to cook." "You didn't figure on your face turning out to be so good, huh?" "I like it!" "Thank you, sir." "You looking for someone, mister?" "Hello, Pa..." "Pa?" "Well, what's going on here?" "What are you doing here with my boys?" "Pa... this is Miss O'Toole." "Miss O'Toole, this is Pa." "She's come to be our housekeeper, Pa." "She can sing and dance and everything." "She may have feet like river-boats, but wait until you see her meat pie." "Petey, Corney, that's enough!" "I'm trying to make some sense out of this." "My boys led you to believe we needed a housekeeper, Miss..." "O'Toole." "The name is Vermilion O'Toole." "Yeah, they said you was away." "Why, Corney, you know we can't afford a housekeeper." "I can't understand what got into you, doing a thing like this." "Now wait a minute, Mr Hall, it's as much my fault as theirs." "You see, I needed a place to stay for a few days and they was kind enough to..." "Oh, wait a minute!" "The pie, the pie..." "Can't explanations wait until after supper?" "Everything is hot and ready, and this gets all soggy if you don't eat it right away." "Now, look here, Miss O..." "O'Toole." "Now you look here, Mister Hall." "We can't waste this good food, so you go outside and wash and let's eat." "Very well, Miss O'Toole, as you say, we can't waste the food." "Miss Vermilion." " Huh?" "I think he likes you." "What makes you think that?" " The way he looked at your meat pie." "Will, did you see her?" "Is she still here?" "Yes, she's still here, but she's about to leave." "It will be very easy for us to get rid of her." " Thanks, but..." "Believe me, Will, a woman knows better how to cope with another woman." "I'm perfectly capable of taking care of this myself, Edna." "Thank you and goodnight." "Goodnight." "Thank thee, oh Father... for this food we are about to receive." "Amen." " Amen." "Sure smells good, don't it, Petey?" "Yeah..." "Get into bed, boys." "Miss O'Toole." "I meant what I said before dinner." "We can't afford to keep a housekeeper, not even for a few days." "Afford?" "Why, Mr Hall, I don't want any pay." "I just want a roof over my head." "This is much too small a place for you to stay." "With a gentleman like yourself and your three fine boys..." "Why, Mr Hall, I tell you I'd be much safer here than in the city." "Why, there, if a girl just walks down the street..." "All this talk isn't getting us any place, and it's getting late." "You can sleep here for tonight, on the sofa in there." "Goodnight, Miss O'Toole." "I'll be leaving early in the morning for the logging-camp, so I'll not be seeing you again." "Corney will escort you back to Timberline." "Goodbye." " Goodbye, Mr Hall." "Thanks anyway." "That was a real, fine meal, Miss O'Toole." ".. and they lived happily ever after." " What happened "ever after"?" "Ah, that's a story for another night." " Bucket loves you." " And I love you." "Pa, can I have a drink of water?" " No, you cannot." "Goodnight, Pa." " Goodnight, boys, settle down now." "Yes?" "If it's alright with you, Miss, I'd like to come through and check the doors." "By all means, sir." "Come in and check." "Don't forget to blow out the light." " I..." "Goodnight." "Goodbye, Pa." "Goodbye..." "Are you sick, Miss Vermilion?" "I don't know... what time is it?" "Why, it's way past six." "Six?" "What's the matter, can't you kids sleep?" "We've been up since five." " Oh, you poor darlings..." "We got up to have breakfast with Pa." "Is he gone?" " Yep." "Good." "He said I've got to take you back to Timberline today, ma'am." "Alright... but later today... much later." "Pa says the morning hours are the golden ones." "Yeah." "Well, every man to his own time." "Me, I always felt the morning hours were a little dangerous." "Try me again after lunch." "Miss Vermilion!" "Miss Vermilion!" " What's the matter?" "Are we on fire?" "It's Bucket!" "He's cornered by a grizzly." " A grizzly what?" "A bear." "Bucket wandered into his cave and he's up there playing with the cubs." "Oh, that's nice." "Hurry, Miss Vermilion." " But, kid, I've got to finish dressing." "No time for that." "The bear is down at the bottom of the hill." "Petey's trying to keep him there." "You go help Petey." "I'll try and catch up with Pa." " But, Corney!" "Corney!" "What is it?" " I don't know how to shoot a gun." "It's easy." "Just look through the sight, and pull the trigger." "Well, where is Petey?" "Where do I find him?" "Just follow that path." "Don't shoot him unless you have to." "You miss and he'll really tear into you." "Well, if I don't shoot the bear, how do I keep him away from Bucket?" "By throwing rocks at him." " Then he'll come after me." "That's the idea." " Corney!" "Mr Higgins... seen my Pa?" " He stopped by here earlier." "Try the river road, he'd be there about now." "Oh..." "Petey!" "Oh... for the peace and quiet of a nice bar-room brawl." "Petey!" "Petey, where are you?" "Miss Vermilion, up here!" "Come on up here..." "What are you doing up in that tree?" "Come on down." "Petey, do you hear me?" " Yes, I do..." "But you'd better come on up here because the bear is right over there." "Oh,Where?" "That's reason enough!" "Move over, I'll join you." "Hurry up, Miss Vermilion, before the bear sees you." "Well, what do you think I'm doing?" "This is quite a climb." "Where is Bucket?" " Over there, in the cave." "Oh, there... do you think he's alright?" "Sure... hey Bucket, how you doing?" "I like it." " He likes it." "Oh fine, I wish I could say the same thing." "Here comes the bear." " Oh Petey, what are we going to do?" "All we got to do is keep him interested until Corney gets here with Pa." "Well, if you ask me, Bruno looks plenty interested right now." "You let go of that!" "You let go!" "You let go of that." "Stop it!" "Stop!" "Oh stop that!" "Come on, fuzzy, stop being... come on." "There." "That takes care of him." "There he goes." "You shouldn't have done that, Miss Vermilion." "Why I don't care, Petey." "I'm not staying up here exposed to the morning breezes, bear or no bear." "Look, it's Bucket." "He should have stayed in the cave." " Bucket, go back." "Go back!" "No, Bucket, no!" "Shoot, shoot!" "Before the bear gets him." "And don't miss." "You got him, you got him!" "I did?" "Maybe he's only playing possum." "Stay away from him, Bucket." "Keep away." "We're coming right down." "I like it." "You alright, fella?" "Huh?" "Miss Vermilion, look at them fangs." "Yeah, there are an awful lot of teeth there." "Whoa, whoa..." " Whoa, Ned!" "What happened?" "Everybody's alright, Pa, but she just gave out." "Miss O'Toole?" "Howdy, Mr Hall." "You folks sure have some mighty exciting times up here." "Things are fine now, thanks to you." "I hope I win the skin." "I've always fancied a painting of myself on a bear rug." "Right now we'd better get you back to the house." "Do you feel strong enough for me to put you onto the horse?" "Do you feel strong enough?" "There's a lot of girl here." "Hmm, there's a lot of man here." "I may never walk again." "Gee, Petey, she's pretty special." "She can sing and dance and cook, and she's a sharpshooter too." "Hi." "Well, looks like you're going to be alright." "I'll live." "That was just my first waltz with a bear." "Next time I'll put on a better show." "That was a pretty good one today, I am sure grateful to you." "Oh, forget it." "I've got to be starting out for the camp again." " I hope you make it this time." "I'll be gone until Saturday and uh..." "If you like, Miss O'Toole, you're welcome to stay on." "You won't be worried, having a stranger here with your kids?" "Oh, no." "After today, I'd be mighty relieved to know you were watching over them." "Would you stay?" " I'd be glad to, Mr Hall." "Oh!" "And Mr Hall." " Yes, Miss O'Toole." "How about your calling me Vermilion and me calling you Will, huh?" "I'd be pleased to call you Vermilion." " That's nice." "What?" "Just the way you said that: "I'd be pleased to call you Vermilion"." "You know, countrymen sure are different." "Country men are just what their women expect them to be." "It's the same all over." "But you haven't got a woman around to keep you in line." "But I did have." "A woman gets a man pretty well trained, in ten years..." "I figure your wife must have been alright." " You figure rightly." "You know, it wasn't easy for a woman to make out up here twelve years ago." "It's not easy now." "My wife and I built this place, and started our family together." "Yes, ma'am, my woman was alright." "I wonder... why does a love like that come to so few people?" "So few?" "Love comes to everyone..." "provided they'll let it." "Oh no, mister... it never came to me like that, nor anyone I've ever known." "It will, Miss O'Toole..." "Vermilion." "You know, you said something just now, "men are what women expect them to be"." "I've been going along expecting nothing, and that's exactly what I've got." "I never met the likes of you before." "I never met the likes of you before." "Well goodbye, I'll see you Saturday." " Goodbye." "Bye, Pa..." " Bye, daddy..." "Miss Vermilion, Miss Vermilion..." "You want to go swimming?" "Petey!" "What's the matter, don't you want to go?" "You know the way we go, don't you?" "You kids go ahead." "One of these days" "I'll make us up some suits and we'll all go." "Now come on, scoot!" "Be careful... watch out for Bucket." "And come back before dark!" "Stay out of the deep water, don't get your feet wet." "Be good boys... oh, Mother O'Toole..." "Whoa, boy." "Amble in, look around the joint, things go up to the boiling point." "All you red heads, all you firey red heads..." "Sammy!" "..." "Psst." "Sammy." "Vermilion, am I glad to see you." "You know the blonde took your place..." "Sammy, Sammy, tell Rose I'm here, will you?" "I'll wait in the dressing room." "Sure." "Hello, Sammy." " Oh, hi Marshal." "How'd the show go tonight?" " Go?" "It went..." "Oh, Rosie..." "You know the blonde on the end who passes herself off as a brunette?" "She ruined my shoot-the-star step tonight." "Your what?" " My shoot-the-star step." "It's very simple, any lame-brain can do it... even you... watch." "What's Daggett doing still here?" "I gave you a week to get rid of him." "I don't know, baby... he must like the scenery or something." "I told him after a few days that I'd had a letter from you from Frisco and that you wasn't coming back." "But either he don't believe me or he just don't care or something, because he's still here." "Well, have you seen Newt around?" "Maybe he's keeping the Marshal here?" "I never did see Newt, nobody did after that first day." "Hello, Miss." "It's Daggett." "Where are you?" "Oh, there you are, Rosie." "Hello, Mr Daggett." " What you doing, baby?" "Just leaving..." " Oh hun, let's stay in here a little while." "I never get a chance to see enough of you alone." "Oh, Mr Daggett!" " What's the matter, am I tickling you?" "It's time for supper." "Ain't you hungry?" " All I want is a bite out of you." "Stop it!" "Oh..." "Ed..." "Really..." "Really..." "Ed..." "Really!" "Now go." "On your way!" " Oh, alright..." "Just one kiss." "He's gone." "I don't know, baby, he just must like the scenery or something." "The only landscape that's keeping that Marshal here is yours." "Oh Rosie, is that the way to treat a friend?" "I'm sorry." "I'm sorry, Vermilion, but I'm just crazy about the old fool." "Well, I'm happy for you honey, but the Marshal of all people..." "I'm working on Ed to turn in his badge and settle down here." "Oh Rosie, if you can do that..." "Do you think you could stay up there a while longer?" "I think maybe so." "I'll take some clothes back with me to see me through another week." "Vermilion... in a week I'm sure I could swing it." "Oh Rosie, you're the wildest of them all." "25 cents... one broom." "Thank you, Miss Stoffer." "Come back again soon." "And... what can I do for you, ma'am?" "This will do the trick." " How many yards, please?" "Oh, let me see..." "Oh, I can use all of it." " Oh, yes ma'am." "You must be the lady who's a friend of Will Hall's?" "I'm taking care of his boys while he's away, if that's what you mean." "Yes, ma'am." "That's her... that's the woman." " What's she doing still here?" "Didn't you hear?" "Taking care of his boys." "That Will evidently never got around to telling her to go." "That might strike you as humorous, Felice...." "But if Will Hall's taken leave of his senses to the point of letting that creature stay on, then what we're in for won't be very funny." "Good morning, ladies..." "She means trouble to all of us." "You mark my words." "Oh no, it's too cold." " But, Miss Vermilion..." "How can I teach you to swim if you won't even get wet?" "Thanks just the same, Corney, but I think I'm more the beach type." "I'll hold you up." "Now swing your arms like this, and kick your feet real fast, and you'll see." "I'll bet." "All you have to do is fall into my arms." "Oh, this is madness." "Corney, there're just some people who don't take to water." "I'm one of them." "I like it." " Alright, you can have it." "Oh, women!" "Well..." "Will Hall." "When did you get back from camp?" "Just now." "What's going on here?" "My first and last swimming lesson." "They launched me and I sank." "Pa..." "Pa..." "Howdy Pa, look at me." "She made them for us, Pa." "Miss Vermilion can do just about everything." "But swim..." "I tried to teach her, but I'm afraid it's a job for you." "Well, let's see how your swimming is coming along." "Good, Pa." "Hello, Mike..." "Chuck." " Hello, Will." "Come on." "Who are they?" " A couple of our neighbors." "Well, I'd better get out of these wet clothes... if you'll excuse me." "You think that was her?" "Couldn't tell... from the look I got, and Edna Stoffer's description, it sure could be Vermilion." "But I can't figure, what in the devil's name will she be doing up here?" "Just that - she's here in the devil's name." "How'd the week go?" " Oh, fine." "Well, the life up here seems to agree with you." "All but the early-morning hours." "I die a little each dawn." "Thank goodness tomorrow is Sunday." "You don't get up at the golden hour on Sundays too?" "Oh, no, Church day." "Sleep 'til six on Sunday." "Six, oh good..." "Six?" "On the day of rest?" "Oh!" "Come on, boys." "Good morning." " Morning." "Well, don't you look grand." "If you're not careful, folks'll take you for the preacher." "Folks do." "And they're right, I am..." "Corney, Petey, Bucket, let's get the buggy out." "You... you're the preacher?" " Yes, ma'am... duly ordained." "And the preacher can't be late." "So let's get." "Well... if I didn't step right into it." "Miss O'Toole and the preacher..." "Oh, no..." "He's brought her here." "It's heavenly here, Will, but where's the church?" "Well, I figure the church will be just about where those benches are now." "And after the church is finished, we're going to build us a school right over there." "Come on, I want you to meet some of the folks." "Felice, they're coming this way." "Good morning." "Oh... good morning, good morning." " I'd like you to meet Miss O'Toole." "She's looking after my boys now." "Miss O'Toole, Felice and Louise Picket." "Picket?" "..." "How do you do?" "The Pickets are in charge of the church-building fund." "How nice... well I guess it costs a lot to build you a church." "If I can do anything to help out, I'll be glad to." "We're planning a bazaar." "There will be work for everyone." "Won't there, Louise?" "A bazaar?" "Great..." "Set up a blackjack table, and I'll build you a cathedral." "Blackjack?" "Isn't that a game of chance?" " Not with my shuffle." "What she means is, it's a game of skill." "Well, nice to have met you girls." " Happy to have met you too." "I want you to meet some of the others." "She's got him hexed." "It's not at all like Will." "It's just not like him at all." "We've got to help him." " Yes, we do." "She's like the devil wrapped in a maiden's form." "Why don't you sit down here?" " You're not going to leave me." "Just relax... talk to the folks." "Get to know them." "Let them get to know you." "Yeah... to know me is to love me." " That's right." "Good morning, Edna." " Good morning." "Edna... do you have a moment?" "There's someone I'd like to introduce." "Mrs Stoffer, this is Miss O'Toole." " How do you do?" "How do you do... if you'll excuse me..." "I have to set up the organ." "That's what I like... a nice, warm personality." "Yep..." "Sure charmed her." " You will." "Next time, I'll sit cross-legged and play a flute." "You'd better hop up there and give out with the good word, while I sit here and charm the rest of the congregation." "The boys will be over to keep you company." "Thanks." "Good morning, Mike." " Morning, Will..." "Let me give you a hand." " Let me take your coat, Will." "Is there so little business down at the Opera House that you have to come looking for business up here?" "Who are you?" " Never mind." "I know who you are." "Why don't you go back where you belong?" " Look, Will Hall..." "Will Hall is our man of God." "Leave him be." "Get out of our church." "This is no place for the likes of you." " The service is about to start, Miss Vermillion." " We want to sit with you." "Well alright, sit down." "Will, what are you thinking of?" "You got a position to uphold around here." "You're not just one of these timber-rats." "What's she doing here, Will?" "Taking care of my kids." " That woman?" "Do you know who she is, son?" "She's the Queen-bee of the Opera House in Timberline." "Well, she's just a housekeeper at mine." " Housekeeper?" "Ain't you got eyes?" "All you got to do is look at her and know." "Think of us... we need you." "Don't turn your back on a whole community for one of those 'creatures'." "Let's not discuss it here, Chuck." "You brought her here... you asked..." " That's enough, I said." "You're standing in a house of worship." "A place of worship should be kept clean." "Some day we aim to have a fine church here." "And when we do, the outside wall will be right there." "We're outside the church now, so what is it you want to say, Chuck?" "What kind of church can you have... when you soil it up with a woman who is nothing more than a dirty, cheap..." "Stop them!" " I hate him." " Bucket, you stay here." "Mike..." "ladies... if you'll take your seats." "Edna, sit down." "My apologies to all of you for the delay in the service." "Folks, if you'll please be seated." "My sermon this morning... oddly enough is on brotherly love." "I'll wager it's not often that a preacher stands before his congregation and... talks with them about the importance of brotherly love after he's just whipped the daylights out of one his brothers." "But love of brother..." "love of country..." "love of anyone or anything... must be defended not by words alone, but by all the strength that God has given us." "Now let us all stand and clear the air with song." "Edna, hymn 367." "Holy, holy, holy Lord" "God of Hosts, eternal King," "By the heavens and earth adored;" "Angels and archangels sing," "Chanting everlastingly" "To the blessed Trinity." "Amen..." "Oh... well... oh, Edna." "Well, Won't you come in?" "Good afternoon, Mrs Stoffer." "Will, we'd like to speak to you alone." "Of course, if you'll excuse me." "Vermi..." "Corney, take your brothers out and get them some fresh air." "Sit down, Edna..." "ladies." "Why is it grown folks is always interested kids should have so much air?" "Yeah..." "I hate it." "Will, as the preacher, we all look to you to set the example." "You're responsible to us for your actions." "And this fight over that woman..." " You're right, Edna." "I am responsible to you for my actions." "But don't you think that as your preacher that I, in turn, am entitled to your confidence?" "We've got all the confidence in the world in you, Will, haven't we?" "But having that woman around just..." " don't look Christian." "And for the sake of looking like Christians... you want us to be so un-Christian as to turn our backs on someone who's come for help." "Help?" "You really think she wants our help?" "I hardly think so..." "I don't know what her scheme is..." "But she's got some good reason for hiding herself away up here." "Why, you make her sound like a common criminal." "How do you know she's not, Will?" "I'm a pretty good judge of people, Edna." "And I'll stake my reputation on Miss O'Toole." "Why don't you get to know her as I do?" "You'll find that she's honest... and good." "Will... just how much of this deep concern is Christian?" "And how much personal?" "I try to make my personal concerns Christian ones, Edna." "As we all should." "Perhaps the meeting of the Ladies Aid would be a good time for us to get better acquainted with Miss O'Toole." "What do you think, ladies?" "I for one think it would be a mistake." "We've got the church building fund to get under way, and I'm sure Miss O'Toole wouldn't be interested." "Why don't you ask her and find out?" "It's alright with me, Will." "I think Edna's right." "We have more important work to attend to." "But if Will wants us to..." "Will..." "There's a meeting at the store Thursday night at 8 o'clock." "If you want her to be there, you can tell her about it." "Thank you, Louise." "This is the wrong way to handle this, Louise." "It's the Christian way, Edna." "If you think so, Will." "Goodbye, Will." " Good day." "I think we'd better be going." "Goodbye, Will." " Goodbye." "Goodbye, Will." " Felice..." "Come in." "I heard all the ladies had to say, and they're right." "I'm just what they say I am." "You're a sweet, wonderful guy, who always thinks the best of people." "But this time you're wrong, Will." "I'm leaving." "Leaving?" "..." "For Timberline?" "No, I can't go back there." "There's a Federal Marshal waiting for me." "Well... what's a Federal Marshal waiting for you for?" "I was arrested a year ago in Denver... because a saloon I was singing in turned out to be a clearing house for a bunch of thieves." "I'm a pretty smart girl, Will, but honestly I didn't know there was anything crooked going on there." "Except maybe a little dealing from the bottom of the deck." "Give me a hand... will you?" "Well, if you're innocent, couldn't you prove it?" "I tried." "I guess I just haven't got an honest face." "You see, I was a very close friend of Newt Cole, the guy who owned the place." "The police thought I was much too close to him, not to be in on what was going on." "We were together a lot of the time but he never talked business." "Vermilion, this guy Newt..." "Were you going to marry him?" "No... no, it was nothing like that." "He was just a good-looking guy with a sort of a way about him..." "You're disappointed in me..." "I'm sorry." "Maybe you expected too much." "I can't understand how Mrs Stoffer knew so much more about you than I did." "It's easy to see what a person's been, Will..." "It's much tougher to find out what they want to be." "Well, you running away isn't going to help them find out any." "Why don't you stay and show these people... prove it to them." "And to yourself..." " Myself?" "Lots of times we think we want something until we try it." "Life here is quiet and very simple." "It might prove too simple for you." "Will..." "Do you want me to stay?" " Yes, I do." "Dad!" " Yes." "Can we come in now?" "We're full of fresh air." "Why sure, come on in." "Now, if each lady put up five jars of her very special..." "Oh, I'm sorry Felice, Pa's sick and I had to do the milking." "The door, dear... carry on, Felice." " Now where was I..." "Now... if each lady put up five jars of her very special preserves..." "Like my pickled walnut." " Oh, yes..." "And we sold them for, say, ten cents a jar..." "That's not too much, do you think, considering the money for the church." "Mrs Picket." "Mrs Picket." " Yes, Miss O'Toole?" "Er..." "Nothing." "Go on." " Well, uh..." "You were saying ten cents a jar." "Yes." "At ten cents a jar, if we each put up, say, five..." "Well, it should at least be enough to start the foundation, shouldn't it?" "We could also make up some lovely aprons and pot-holders." "Look, ladies." "I know I'm new in the club, but I'd like to see that church built fast." "Not just the foundation, the whole thing." "Miss O'Toole..." "I'm sure that's the wish of every lady here." "Then let's start talking in terms of higher finance." "Not just a dime-a-jar and a nickel-a-pot holder." "Let's start talking in terms of dollars, girls." "Lots and lots of dollars." "I trust this all leads to a practical suggestion." "It sure does, honey." "I know how we can get us a bucket of gold in one day." "Enough to build the whole church and put a bell and pidgeons in the steeple." "In one day?" "How?" " By putting on a show." "A show!" " Felice... really!" "You mean a theatrical show?" "Ridiculous." "Why?" "The ladies here don't happen to be actresses." "Oh, that's where you're wrong." "There's a lot of actress in everybody." "I'm afraid Miss O'Toole, a show is out of the question." "And music?" "We have Mrs Stoffer here to play the piano." "And after hearing the singing in church last Sunday..." "I know that all you ladies and most of the men can sing to rival the birds." "My sister and I have studied dancing." "Oh, Felice, that was years ago." "I don't remember a step really." "Well, I can help perk up your old routine with a high kick or two of my own." "Now come on, anyone else got any hidden talents?" "My Alvin plays the cornet, and his sister the drums." "You see, we can have a regular opera before we're done." "Come on, ladies, speak up." "Don't be bashful." "We can raise all the money we want and have fun while we're doing it." "Miss O'Toole..." "Ida." "Ida studied dramatics by correspondence." "Ida..." "Romeo, wherefore art thou Romeo?" "Oh, that's good, that's very good." " And I can help with the sewing." "My husband will build you anything you want." "S'cuse me." "Miss O'Toole, I once considered very seriously going on the stage." "As an actor." "Well, consider it again, Mr Higgins." "I thought there was a bit of the devil in you." "Oh..." "Miss O'Toole." "Oh..." "Mr Higgins." "Red and yellow on all the flowers, and lots of green on the leaves." "And be sure to do it very fast so they'll dry before you put them up." "Get the snow whiter, will you?" "Ah my lovely, I'll not be gone for long." "I'll be back tomorrow for the rent." "and if perchance you haven't got the money..." " Raised the money." "Er, raised the money." " Oh, ho, then what, Squire Davidson?" "Then out into the snow with you and your deaf old..." "Uhuh... uhuh." "With you and your blind old father." "Curtain." "There won't be a dry eye in the house." "Do you think I'm mean enough?" "Mean?" "Why, Mr Higgins, you'll be lucky if anyone speaks to you after this show." "Then out into the snow with you and your... and your blind old father." "Oh, have pity, have pity." "No, no, Louise, that's not right..." "First is up here, and then down there." " No, no, no." "I know you're wrong - up there..." "You have to get that curtain way over to the left or they'll see backstage." "Miss O'Toole?" " Yes?" "A friend of yours came by my shop today." "Who?" " Newt Cole." "He wants pretty bad to see you." " Where is he?" "I'm to take you to him." "He wants to talk over some plans he's got for the two of you." "You can tell Mr Cole what I said the other day still goes." "He's wasting his time." "Why don't you go with him?" "He's your kind." "We're poor people, there's nothing for you up here." "You're wrong, mister, there's everything for me right here." "Alvin, turn the page." "You're not with us, Mrs Stoffer." " Pardon me?" "Let's do it again please, girls." "Felice!" "Louise!" "Take me to town, my darling, take me to town." "I'll wear my bonnet and my new gingham gown." "Take me to town, my darling, show me around." "I might even kiss you..." "if you take me to town." "Oh, take me to town, my darling, I'll look so cute." "And just like New Year's Eve, we'll go on a toot." "We'll have our pictures taken doing the crown." "I might even hug you if you take me to town." "Oh, take me to town, my darling, take me to dine..." "Mrs Stoffer, more lively, please." "Girls, girls, more zip..." "Here, let me show you." "Zip...?" "I never saw anything like it." "If I had her cutting timber for me, she'd keep the river full of logs the year round." "Take me to town, my darling, take me to town." "I'll wear my bonnet and my new gingham gown." "Take me to town, my darling, show me around." "I might even kiss you if you take me to town." "Take me to town, my darling, take me to dine." "I'll ask my mom if I can stay up till nine." "Take me to town, my darling, show me around." "I might even kiss you, I might even hug you..." "Oh, how much I'll love you if you take me to..." "TOWN!" "Now girls, try to do it at least that fast." "Mrs Stoffer, that was almost right that time." "Now let's do it again and put some snap into it." "One, two, three, four..." "Miss O'Toole." "Yes, Mrs Stoffer?" "I'm not used to people snapping their fingers at me." "And what's more I don't intend to get used to it, or you, or this vulgar show." "No doubt you'll be happier with a piano player who can pound out... this cheap music as fast as you can snap it." "But they'll play it on somebody else's piano." "Alvin, Magnus... please see to it that my piano is loaded on to my buggy." "Edna, you can't walk out on us now." "Will... that woman's gone too far." " But we can't get anyone else to play." "Oh, the heck we can't!" "You're right, Mrs Stoffer." "What this show needs is a little more snap in the music." "And I'll get it there if I have to play it on a comb." "That's alright honey, you go ahead, because the only snap you've got left is in your garter." "Ah... ah..." "Edna..." "I'll talk to her." "And so the Prince and the Princess lived happily ever after" "What happened "ever after"?" "That's another story for another night." "Now to sleep you kids, come on." "I love you." " And I love you too." "Miss Vermilion, can I have a drink of water, please?" "No, go to sleep..." "You were late, Will, so I put the kids to bed." "Well, we don't have a band for tomorrow so we might as well call the whole show off." "What?" "Edna wouldn't change her mind, and it seems she's talked Alvin and Magnus into quitting too." "Don't worry, in the morning I'll send Corney into Timberline to get my friend Rose." "Rose?" "Pa?" "Alright Corney, I'll be there in a minute." "Do you think your friend will come up here and bring her piano with her?" "Strapped to her back if that's the only way she can move it." "Rose is a wonder." "Pa!" " Coming, Corney." "Goodnight." " Goodnight, Will." "Pa, turn up the light." " Shush, you'll wake the others." "We're awake." "Turn up the light, Pa." "We want to show you something." "Alright, what is it?" " There." "You got one too." "Just tonight, we finished sewing the buttons on." "Now you can teach Miss Vermilion to swim." "Alright boys, now settle down, we'll get some sleep." "Pa..." " Yup." "We was thinking..." "me, Petey and Bucket." "It'd sure be nice if we was to call Miss Vermilion Ma." "And it'd be shorter, too." "She's awful fine, Pa." " I like her." "You know, it's funny." "I was thinking about that." "How would you fellas like it if Miss Vermilion was to stay on?" " You mean for good Pa?" " Gee Pa, that'd be handsome." "You'd like that, huh?" "It'd be wonderful." "It'd be grand." "What's going on?" "Now look here, fellas, no all-night brawling." "This is a respectable house." "Sorry, ma'am." " Well, it's not you so much, Will Hall." "It's these ruffians you hang out with." " Well, I try to keep them in tow, miss." "But it seems they've got a certain gal on their mind, and they can't quiet down." "Oh... well I'll quiet them down." "Get back in that bed." "Come here, come here." "Well, one large foot and one small one." "Hadn't noticed that before." "I am the bedbug!" " Who?" "Oh, Corney." "Miss Vermilion." " Yes, dear?" "You know what?" "You're the girl we had in mind." "Our Pa wants you to stay on for good." "Gee, Pa, what'd she do that for?" "Well, that's the way women do things, boys." "You're going to have to get used to it." "Vermilion." " Yes." "Could you see yourself staying up here for good?" "For good is a long time, Will." " It won't always be as rough as this." "When the church is finished, I'll build us a nicer cabin up in the far meadow." "And later on, when the congregation is bigger..." "Why I'll give up logging and be a full-time preacher." "And, you know, preacher's wives get to sleep later than logger's wives." "It doesn't matter, Will, all that I've told you about myself?" "The kids love you and I love you." "That's all that matters." "And you love us." " I do love you, darling." "I think I knew from the first moment I saw you." "Then we'll be married when the church is finished." "But Will... is it alright?" "With the folks up here, I mean." "Oh, sure, they'll come around." "Even Mrs Stoffer and Chuck." "In that case I'm going to get me a hammer and help you build that church, so it won't take so long." "And when it's finished, we will be married." "If I'm not too tired." "What do you say?" " I like it... yeah..." "Thanks, men..." "Sammy..." "If Mr Daggett gets back from Frisco, tell him I've gone to visit a sick friend for the night." "With a piano." " Better still, tell him nothing." "I don't what could be so important to Vermilion to drag you a-way up there." "All I know is what the kid told me." "She's building a church and wants me to help her." "Oh, she's building a... a what?" "Giddup..." "The church is practically built." " If they like the show and fill up the hat." "If they don't dig down deep enough, I'll take them by the heels and shake the money out of them." "And I'll help you." " Will." "Will, could you come here and help us just a minute?" "He sure is something special." " Isn't he though." "Now, how about you?" "We haven't had a chance to talk." "How did you manage to get away from that man of yours, piano and all?" "He's in Frisco, turning in that little tin star he was always scratching me with." "Oh, Rose... thank heavens." "He still wants to see you and Newt in jail." "That fall from the train almost killed him, you know." "Well, I didn't have anything to do with the fall." "I know, honey." "Vermilion, may I see you a moment?" "It's about this gunshot." "It's when I say:" ""A bargain is a bargain pretty lady, so step aside, Jack Dalton, or I'll give you a taste of bitter lead."" "Bang!" "That's when I shoot off the gun." " No." "That's when I've got my big speech." "There aren't enough bullets in that gun, squire, to make me stand aside..." "Fine, fine, fine, honey, but save some of it for later." "But he's right." "You shoot off the gun after his big speech." "Now all of you finish dressing and good luck." "How much later do preacher's wives get to sleep?" "Days." "The only time you have to get out of bed is on Sundays." "Wonderful." "Da, da, dum, dee, dee." "Ed!" "How did you get up here?" "Since you're not at the Opera House, everybody's coming up here to see the show." "How are you, Rosie?" "Have you been a good girl?" "Sure." "Ed, you know, this show is..." "Well, it's mostly kids and long speeches." "You won't like it." "You get on back to town." " Who's going to look at the show?" "Haven't you got a little kiss for me?" "There's no star to scratch you now." "Rose..." "Rose..." "Now, Ed... you just forget you saw her." "You've turned in your badge now, so it's none of your business." "Not anymore." "Mae..." "I'd like to do better than just forget I saw you." "I'd like to clear you completely of that Denver mess." "But we'll need Newt to do it." "Where is he, Mae?" "I don't know, Mr Daggett." "Don't protect him, Mae." "He never went out of his way for you, I can tell you." "I don't know where he is, believe me." "I need your help, I'd tell you if I knew." "She don't lie, Ed." "I think she does." "She's got you all buffaloed." "I'm not buffaloing anyone." "You've no right to say that." "Rose knows the chance I've got up here for a decent life." "I wouldn't throw any part of it away to protect Newt." "You've got to believe me." " Vermilion!" "You'd better get changed." "They're starting and you're on right after the melodrama." "Alright, do your show... but I'll be around keeping an eye on you." "Don't try anything like last time." "And you, Rose... please keep out of this." "Miss Rose, they're starting." "You gotta get." "What a cold and cruel winter this has been." "Mother died, and me, left penniless." "I haven't even money for firewood." "Who can that be?" "... come in." "Oh, the squire Davidson." "Won't you sit down?" "No, I've come for the rent." " What can I do?" "Squire Davidson, if you just give me a little more time, I'm sure I'll have..." "And wouldn't you have to show up right now?" "What's the matter, baby?" "Newt, don't..." "leave me alone!" "So you didn't know where he was, did you?" "You're a fool, Mae." "Get the gun, Mae!" "Get off him, Newt." "Newt!" "What's the matter with you?" "Keep away from him." "Thanks, Mae." "Cole, give up or I'll shoot." "Stand aside, Jack Dalton, stand aside I say, or I'll give you a taste of bitter lead." "Not yet." " I haven't..." ""There are not enough bullets left..."" " Not yet!" "Stand aside!" "Desist I say!" ""There are not enough bullets in that gun, squire..."" "Mr Daggett." "Who shot him?" " Nobody." "Get Cole!" " Cole?" " Yes, Newt." "He's up there hiding." "Will..." "Where's my gun?" ""Shoot!" "Shoot!" " Don't!"" ""Your lead can not be so bitter."" ""No!"" " Now Will." ""It is but a scratch, my dear... and now, squire, for your comeuppance..."" "Will...!" "Will..." ""This was the tale of Vermilion O'Toole."" ""Who now is a teacher in the new Sunday School."" ""She has a cute family as you ever saw."" ""The former O'Toole who is now known as..." "Ma."" "T-G 2015;" "PBT 2017."