:52:11
- We're coming in.
- Come ahead.
:52:17
- Howdy, Cole, Mississippi.
- How's our friend?
:52:19
Nary a peep. Not even moved,
not one twist the last two hours.
:52:24
- You reckon he'll be all right?
- Ask him. It's his concoction.
:52:28
I don't know how all right he'll be,
but he won't be drinking for a while.
:52:33
- How come?
- It does something to the stomach.
:52:35
- It won't hold liquor.
- You sure?
:52:38
Sure, I'm sure, given he's human.
:52:40
He's human all right.
He's got to be.
:52:43
No other critter on earth
would make such a fool of himself.
:52:48
Come open this door.
:52:49
He's still drunk. Open it yourself,
it ain't even locked.
:53:10
My friends.
:53:13
My dear good friends.
:53:16
You dirty, lousy, rotten,
sheep-herding...
:53:20
What did you do to me?
What did you give me?
:53:24
I'm all crawling inside.
:53:26
Just hang on, sheriff.
It'll fetch you round.
:53:29
- Who are you?
- We met last night.
:53:33
Last night? When was that?
Come on, Bull. Where is it?
:53:36
Top drawer of your desk.
:53:44
- Nobody's going to try to stop me?
- Nobody.
:53:49
That's a good thing.