:09:01
Hey, barber!
:09:09
What kind of a town is this?
:09:12
Barber!
:09:32
Well, Luke,
you know your duty.
:09:34
You and your marshals
go on in there and get him out.
:09:36
That's Indian Charlie
in there, drunk...
:09:38
and I ain't commitin'
suicide on myself.
:09:41
- Me neither.
- No, sir. I ain't a-goin' in there.
:09:43
What kind of town is this anyway?
Excuse me, ma'am.
:09:47
A man can't get a shave
without getting his head blowed off.
:09:50
You're the marshal?
Go get that drunk Indian outta there.
:09:52
Why don't you go in
and get him out yourself?
:09:54
- They ain't payin' me for it.
- And they ain't payin' me enough either.
:09:59
Ay!
:10:08
Young man, you be careful!
:10:13
Yee-ha!
:10:27
It's all right, ladies.
:10:34
I don't blame ol' Luke.
I wouldn't go in there either.
:10:59
What kind of a town is this anyway?
Selling liquor to Indians.