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[Pat peers at the horizon through a pair of binoculars
] Dale Evans
: Pat Brady, that's the lazy man's way of looking for stray cattle. Roy Rogers
: You give a lazy man a job and he'll find the lazy way to do it.
: One-Arm Johnny! Dale Evans
: One-Arm Johnny? Oh, it can't be! Roy Rogers
: Look! Pat Brady
: Well, what's so excitin' about a fellow with one arm? Let me see. Dale Evans
: It is. Pat Brady
: Well, gee-willikers. He's all white-like and leadin' a burro. Roy Rogers
: The legend is that whoever sees him usually ends up murdered. Pat Brady
: Oh? Murdered?... Murdered! And I seen him. Come on, Nellybelle, let's get out of here!
: You don't believe those old stories, do you Sheriff? Pat Brady
: What do you mean old stories? Nobody tells me nothin'! Roy Rogers
: Well, Pat, back in 1872, One-Arm Johnny Martin was killed on his way back to the Apache gold mine which he claimed he discovered. Dale Evans
: And since that time, a number of people have claimed to have seen his ghost. Roy Rogers
: And everyone of 'em met up with some kind of fatal accident.
[Tom escapes from Bill Eaton and Deputy Sheriff Jake
] Dale Evans
: What are you grinning about? Tom's a fugitive or Jake wouldn't be after him! Roy Rogers
: Oh, I never did like Bill Eaton and that hair-trigger temper of his. What are you grinnin' about? Dale Evans
: I never did like him either. Roy Rogers
: What do you say we go see what it's all about? Dale Evans
: That's a deal!
] Tom Larrabee
: Roy and Dale, I'd like to thank you for believin' in me. Dale Evans
: Well, it isn't hard to believe in somebody that's always done right. Roy Rogers
: That's right, Tom. A person's got to have faith in someone he knows to be good. Tom Larrabee
: Thanks, Roy.
Les Barton, Carnival Owner
: Hey, stranger, come here and help me stop this fight! Roy Rogers
: Listen, if it's a private fight, I don't know... Les Barton, Carnival Owner
: They ain't got any right fightin'. They're ruining my property! Dale Evans
: Your property? How come? Les Barton, Carnival Owner
: Oh, they're the stars in my carnival show. If they ruin themselves, they ruin my property.
[Pat reluctantly agrees to be the target in Joe's bullwhip act
] Dale Evans
: We'll see you later, Pat. If we see a man walking around with no head on, we'll know who it is. Pat Brady
: Yeah, and if you see a head rollin' around singin', "I Ain't Got Nobody" you'll know whose it is.
: How did you get in here? Chick Dillon
: The back way. Everyone else is out front taking care of the Sheriff.
[Chick brandishes his pistol
] Chick Dillon
: Seems he took one of Betsy's little lead pills. If you'll be quiet, she'll be quiet.
Sheriff Tom Blodgett
: Well, if it isn't Cool Wilson. Dale Evans
: How'd you capture him, Pat? Pat Brady
: Aw, it was nothin'. First, I cornered him. Oh, he fought like a tiger, but I gve him a left, then a right, then I... then... aww, I was chasin' him and he tripped.
[Pat's cantankerous jeep, Nellybelle, has broken down once again
] Pat Brady
: Gee, Dale, I don't know what to say. Dale Evans
: Well, you sure knew what to say when you talked me into comin' with you in this contraption instead of lettin' me ride Buttermilk. Pat Brady
: Now you know, Dale, if you'd have taken your horse, you'd never have gotten to the Collins' place with all this grub and stuff! Dale Evans
: I'm getting there now?