The Odds

Remember this, Jim. Nobody has a right to a gun, unless he knows how to think when he handles it. Have gun! Will travel! Starring Mr. John Dana as Paladin. San Francisco.

1875. The Carlton Hotel. Headquarters of a man called Paladin. Yes. Oh, Mr. Paladin. Oh, you get ready to go away again? Yes, hey boy, I have to make a trip out in Nebraska. What's on your mind?

Oh, Mr. Paladin, hey boy, I have exceptional good fortune. Well, I'm glad to hear it. Oh, Yisah, you know, guest in hotel, Colonel, Seymour Van Courtney? That slick-looking gent who took the suite on the third floor?

Yisah, well, Colonel Van Courtney think, hey boy, very nice fella. Go along with that. Oh, Yisah, thank you. So Colonel Van Kourtney with utmost generosity permit He-Boy to buy a mining stock. Mining stock? Stock that con artist is floating?

Oh, he's a... And He-Boy now have investment in Gold on West Consolidated Mine Company. Limited. Oh, hey boy, won't you ever learn? Too bad you must go away, Sir Paladin. Oh, maybe, hey boy, could talk to Colonel Van Kourtney when he come back.

Hey boy, I would say you good friend. Maybe he permit you to buy stock too. Where's Colonel Van Courtney now? Oh, he checked out a hotel this morning. I must look after vast business enterprise.

Yes, I see. Oh, hey boy. You work hard for your money, and it seems time you started thinking about your future. But when I get back, we're going to have a long talk. Oh, he saw...

Maybe by that time, a he-boy can fix all... You can explain the investment too. Never mind, eh boy. I was following a rutted trail through the Nebraska plains, dry, desolate land, parched by drought. I was still a good many miles from the nearest town when my horse stepped into a prairie dog hole, went down, breaking his leg.