Go West

Get out of here.
- You know where Dan Wilson's house is?
- Dan Wilson? Sure.

You just go half a mile up the road.
You can't miss it.

Say, you can do me a favor.
I got a telegram for Dan Wilson.

You can deliver it and save me the trip.
Sure, we'll deliver the telegram.
Maybe it's good news.

- There you are, and thanks very much.
- That's all right.

Dan Wilson. That means we don't open it.
You promise?

All right. We open it but we don't read it.
I no think I can trust you.
And I know you can't trust me.

So I tell you what we do.
I'll read it, but we don't listen.

Come on, put the fingers up.
Rusty, I cheated.
I listened.
You, too.
Mr. Beecher, we're here to meet you!
We're supposed to meet you!
Are you looking for John Beecher?
Sure, we've come to see him about
selling Dead Man's Gulch to the Railroad.

That's fine.
I'm John Beecher.
We don't recognize you, do we, Rusty?
Naturally you don't recognize me.
We've never met.

Then how do I know it's you?
If I don't know
what Mr. Beecher looks like...

the only way I can tell it's him
is if he wears a white carnation.

Well, the very idea!
I don't know anything about...
Now, look here, you two...
Old Mr. Beecher, we look all over for you.
- We're so glad to see you.
- Yes, I'm glad that's settled.