Fair Fugitive

The border is behind us. If you should try to make a run for it, I'd have to shoot. To kill. Have gone. Will travel.

Starring Mr. John Dana as Paladin. San Francisco. 1875. The Carlton Hotel. Headquarters of a man called Paladin. Well, Miss Wong. Who are you saying, Mr. Palladon?

Miss Wong. I'm leaving for Texas this afternoon, and before I go, I must check over these accounts. Now, cleaning the room seems to be an unusually noisy operation this morning. Oh! So sorry, Mr. Palladon.

Ah, let's see. What's the name? Miss Wong. Mr. Palladon? It has been my observation that when a lady starts banging things around, she's usually brooding over some slight that generally has to do with some man.

Is that the reason for all of this? Oh, Mr. Paladin, no. Oh, Mr. Paladin, oh, come in, eh, boy. Yes, sir. Mr. Paladin, you will excuse me, please. I will come back by and by and clean room.

It seems to be a little coolness in the air, hey boy. Oh, Missy Wong, very angry with hey boy. Oh, it's too bad. Oh, Mr. Paladin, hey boy has come to a most painful conclusion.

What's that? Hey boy, does not understand the women. Well, that takes a bit of doing. Yes, sir. Yes, most delicate matter for discussion, but, uh, Mr. Paladin, perhaps you will give hey boy profound advice from your great wisdom concerning, That'll take a little more time than I can spare right now, hey boy. I have business in El Paso, Texas. I'm leaving this afternoon.

Maybe when you come back? Alright. When I get back we'll have a little man to man talk. Oh, he saw me so badly. Tastes good like a cigarette should. Winston tastes good like a cigarette should.