You intend to give this man
a full day's work,

don't you, boy?
DEVLlN: You mean you're still
hiring me, Mr. McLintock?

Well, yes, sir.
l mean, l'll certainly deliver
a fair day's work.

G. W: For that,
l'll pay you a fair day's wage.

You won't give me anything,
and l won't give you anything.

We both hold up our heads.
Where do you live?
DEVLlN: The settlers'
encampment down by the mine.

G. W: That your plug?
DEVLlN: Yes, sir.
G. W: Well, hop on him,
and we'll go get your gear.

G. W: Ya! Ya!
Morning, Mr. McLintock.
G. W: Morning.
l am sure that all you
fine people are interested...

in knowing just what
portion of this new land...

will be your new home.
Oh, uh... Jones and McCallister,
since you've been more or less
the leaders of our group,

l'd like to have you come up
and check the exact location.

DEVLlN: Won't be a minute, sir.
Go after that boy
and give him $30.

Tell him McLintock pays
his riders a month in advance.

DRAGO: From the looks of things
they could sure use it, too.

DEVLlN: Oh, Ma,
this is Mr. Drago.

DRAGO: Good morning.