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: Mr. Boot, I was passing through Albuquerque; had breakfast here. I read your paper and thought you might be interested in my reaction. Jacob Q. Boot
: Indeed I am. Charles Tatum
: Well, to be honest, it made me throw up. I don't mean to tell you I was expecting the New York Times, but even for Albuquerque, this is pretty Albuquerque. Jacob Q. Boot
: Alright, here's your nickel back.
: Where's my desk? Jacob Q. Boot
: The one by the door. You may be out of here by Saturday. Charles Tatum
: Sooner the better.
: I don't belong in your office. Not with that embroidered sign on the wall; it gets in my way. Jacob Q. Boot
: Then it does bother you a little. Charles Tatum
: Not enough to stop me. I'm on my way back to the top, and if it takes a deal with a crooked sheriff, that's alright with me! And if I have to fancy it up with an Indian curse and a broken hearted wife for Leo, then that's alright too!
Jacob Q. Boot
: Do you drink a lot? Charles Tatum
: Not a lot - just frequently.
Jacob Q. Boot
: [after learning that Tatum was once fired from another newspaper for "starting something" with the publisher's wife
] Now about that publisher's wife. I think you should know that Mrs. Boot is a grandmother three times. If you want to start something with her, she'd be very flattered.