Go West

Letter. Pony express for you.
Game is over, boys.
Now, look here, Pete...
a whole week has gone by
and you still ain't brought Wilson in.

Get some more men.
Get some fresh horses.

I don't care how you do it,
but you find that desert rat.

Take it away.
Thirsty? My throat is dry,
just like the desert.

Yours, too?
Another, Joe.
Okay. There it is, Pete.
Hey, you!
What's the matter with you?
Put that down!

- What's going on here?
- Couple of tinhorns from the East.

Told them no money, no beer.
Then I turn my back, and he steals a glass.
- Why, you...
- He no steal it, mister.

We don't want no trouble. I'll pay.
You don't look as if
you had a dime between you.

No, but I give you an IOU.
Did you hear that, boy? An I owe me.
Sure, we're honest. We always pay.
Here, I owe you 10 cents. Joseph Panello.
That's rich and rare.
A business transaction, Joe.

Put it in the cash register
before somebody steals it.

Come on, you financiers, beat it.