French Leave

I am not usually hired as a guide, Miss Uppuland. But since you are unfamiliar with our Western frontier, this is one trip I wouldn't want to miss. Have gone, will travel. Starring Mr. John Dana as Paladin.

San Francisco. 1875. The Carlton Hotel. Headquarters of a man called Paladin. Yes, good morning Miss Wong, come in. Yes, not Condor, you're not in. What did you want Miss Wong? Oh, not me, Miss Wong, not one anything, it's him.

Him? Him? Who? It's man talks funny. He can look for you one, two, three times. He wants to see you very bad. He talk funny, not playing like you and me. Oh? He hear now, right outside door.

Well, then you show him in. He is a... ... doesn't he? Yes, yes, yes. Yes. Ah, I'm going to make you a paladin. I'm going to make you a quenten. I'm going to make you a paladin.

I'm going to make you a paladin. Yes, yes, yes, yes. I'm going to have many of you. Yes, thank you, Miss Wong. So, Miss Paladin, you're with the French Secret Service. What can I do for you?

I need help. What kind of help? I need a guide. A guide? Well, that's not exactly in my line. I'll search for a dangerous man. He has escaped from the Sante prison in Paris, and I have searched and searched and now at last I know where he is.

Where? In your Sierra Mountains. Well, why don't you go get him? No, no, no, no, I'm a city policeman. Paris, Marseille, London, New York. I trail my men in these places and I am for me, Dad.