xx-xx-xx ep023 Lightning Jim Prevents a Lynching

The famous Marshall and his deputy, Whitey, have been on the chase almost constantly for the past several months. And even United States, marshals need arrest occasionally. So the two of them, having a immediate assignment, have decided to spend a week or two in the quiet little town of Pecos, basking in the Arizona sunshine.

They've registered at Ma Weatherford's Hotel and are just coming out on the veranda after the evening near. You know, Whitey, I've forgotten how good I've come forgotten how good fried chicken to take. He or her gravy and homemade biscuits.

Yeah. And sober yam and say, who cannot take it? Oh. Say, like, tonight, it's had a meal like that for you. Yeah. You know what I'm going to do now? No, ever what you going to do right now?

This. I'm going to sit down here like this, put my feet up on the railing, like this, and this. You're all right. You know what I'm going to do? No, why do you want? I'm going to take this rock and share it like this.

Yeah. And the shit don't like this. Yeah. And yes, rock. Pop! Here's the boys that only see why they lost now. The terrible Swede full of fried chicken. Just walking back and forth. So if I get a loose my reputation.

Joe would want to... See, like him. Yeah. No, get 10 minutes in. He'll actually have to make it. He'll have to make it. Oh, it does. Which one of you on British United States Marcia Lightning Jim Whippa?

I am partner. This year's my deputy, Whitey Lawson. What might your name, dear chef? How do you know I was a chef? You heard tell me around the country? Well, I can't say I have exactly, but I'll be badly enough on your best.