Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

She earned every cent of that, Joe.

Don't worry. It's just me, Joe Pickett.

(DISTANT GUNSHOT)

I would bet donuts to dollars

we're in a little bit of a hurry here, huh?

Come here, Maxine!

Okay, Vern. Okay.

Was that a bear?

Maybe we should radio the guys, you know, just--

Your lawyer should update you.

♪ Sometimes I don't even know The reason why

The horses took the radio.

You're a goddamn hero.

Remember, this is the same guy that ticketed Governor Budd

Don't wanna take any chances up there, right?

(PENSIVE, EERIE MUSIC)

get the best of her.

Please don't leave this here. I don't want this.

You think that's such a good idea?

I'll show him how to use it.

given the circumstances.

So I'll let you know what I think when you're back.

You open the breech by moving the bolt handle

Okay, well, you're not a murder-type stuff

whether or not they make toothpaste for horses?

I don't, either.

You call those prints?

You think we can make it on foot before sundown?

Well, Ote was last seen with two other men

I have a background in law.

Is--is he still back there?

Joe, is there a chance this guy's playing you?

♪ Of Israel ♪

A little shaken, I think, but yeah, she's all right.

had to call it, get some sleep,

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

The answers are up on that mountain,

I meant to reach out to you.

This is nothing.

"You know, dentists recommend this for the horses."

until we sorted this?

Merry Christmas, buddy.

it's been a while, but mind if I borrow this?

what happened to Ote Keeley at home.

or anything like that, I like it.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

That's a lot of effort for a hunch.

Hello, Warden. Quick visit?

I need to know what Ote's death meant,

There's no shot we make it to their camp at daylight.

with, um, Wacey Hedeman.

So why are you here?

Arrested him once for skinning a live coyote.

(SONG FADES OUT)

I'm all right, I'm-- (STAMMERS)

(CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY)

(ZIPPER FASTENS)

Some bourbon. (CHUCKLES)

I mean, even though, you know, we might not be best friends

Lucy, Emerald needs a bath.

If I was a gambling man, which I'm not,