Santa Fe Stampede

[first lines]

[after reading a sign that says "Trespassers Will Be Shot"]

Lullaby Joslin:
Looks like folks ain't exactly welcome around here.

Stony Brooke:
Well, I don't believe in signs.

Tucson Smith:
Say, Dave, didn't you use to have another young one - a little girl with freckles and a pug nose?

Nancy Carson:
He certainly has and I've always said such nice things about you.

Lullaby Joslin:
Gosh, Nancy, you sure growed up in a hurry!

Stony Brooke:
And pretty!

[Julie Jane tugs on Stony's shirt]

Stony Brooke:
What is it, honey?

Julie Jane Carson:
I think you're pretty, too.

Stony Brooke:
So that's His Honor the Mayor. Brings his own jury.

Tucson Smith:
Swell chance we're going to have.

Stony Brooke:
We'll stick around and see how far this thing will go.

Stony Brooke:
Just a minute! What kind of farce do you call this?

Mayor Gil Byron:
Don't you approve of the way we hold court?

Stony Brooke:
This isn't a court, it's a three-ring circus.

Judge Henry J. Hixon:
Careful, young man...

Stony Brooke:
Of what? You're sworn to uphold the laws of this territory and what do yo do? Jump like a rabbit every time he cracks a whip.

Judge Henry J. Hixon:
One more word from you and I'll fine you for contempt!

Stony Brooke:
Word fail to express my contempt for this court.

Nancy Carson:
Well, you've certainly made a hit with Billy and Julie.

Stony Brooke:
I wish the rest of the family felt that way.

Nancy Carson:
Give me a good reason why I should.

Stony Brooke:
Oh, well, I'm kind to animals and help old ladies across the street.

Tucson Smith:
That is, when there aren't any young ones to help.

Stony Brooke:
The voice of experience.

Tucson Smith:
You better hit the hay, Romeo. You and Dave got a long ride ahead of you tomorrow.

Nancy Carson:
Where?

Stony Brooke:
We're taking the petition to Governor White.

Nancy Carson:
Oh.

Stony Brooke:
How about you going in my place tomorrow?

Tucson Smith:
[looking at Nancy] Oh, no. I'm going to stay here and watch the mine.

Stony Brooke:
Well, be sure its the mine you look after.

Marshal Jim Wood:
Judge Hixon, the prisoner seems to want an early trial. Do you think you can accommodate him?

Judge Henry J. Hixon:
Well yes, Marshal, I think I can arrange it. I've done it before.

Marshal Jim Wood:
Oh, no, Judge. This is going to be a fair trial.

Mayor Gil Byron:
Just a minute, Brooke. You've been through a terrible ordeal. I can promise you that every man responsible will be punished before I'm through.

Stony Brooke:
You're through right now.

Tucson Smith:
Lullaby, what's holdin' you up? We gotta go!

Lullaby Joslin:
It's not me, it's Elmer.

Elmer, Lullaby's Dummy:
I don't want to ride in this roll. I'm no hot dog!

Lullaby Joslin:
Shut up or I'll put mustard on your face.

Elmer, Lullaby's Dummy:
I'll smother! I'll suffocate! In fact, I won't be able to breathe!

Stony Brooke:
Can we depend on that?