Heavenly Desire

- Darling, I'm tired of you turning tricks

for every 10 horn that comes to town.

- Oh honey, you knows you've gotta make a living.

Mary Lou marry me.

I'll give up gun fighting

and we can raise cattle together.

Do you mean it?

Do you really mean it?

Darling, I loves you.

Please marry me.

Oh Ralph, I couldn't.

When?

Tomorrow.

Oh, you knows how I love you.

Here.

Lay little Ralph over there for a while,

He sure is getting healthy.

It's gonna be nice to have him pass on my name.

- Oh darling, you sure really are

the finest woman I've ever had.

Oh, honey.

Oh that's right, darling.

Oh, yeah.

Come over here, baby girl.

Give me some head

Ralph.

Oh, yeah?

I'm sorry about the baby.

Oh, Ralph!

I wanna feel you inside of me, Ralph.

Oh, yeah baby.

Oh, God!

I'm there now.

Shoot your hard cum all over my tits.

I'm shooting it.

Ralph!

Oh, my God! What was that?

Ouch! Shit!

There it is.

What does it say?

- I don't know. I can't read honey.

Give it to me.

Oh my God!

What?

Oh my God!

What?

Oh my God!

What does it say?

It's from Horse breath Harry.

No, not Horse breath Harry.

He says he's down the street.

If you don't meet him for a showdown

he'll come here to kill you.

I've just gotta go.

Oh, Ralph.

Do you have to go?

Don't try to stop me darling.

If I don't go now, we'll be running

looking over our shoulders from Horse breath Harry.

Oh, Ralph, don't go.

Don't worry.

I've never lost the gun battle yet

and now I've got something to live for.

Oh thank you.

Now I've gotta get out on my own.

Like what?

Ralph!

Mary Lou.

Well, let's go. Come on girls,

a show down. Horse Breath Harry and Ralph the kid.

Ralph.

Oh, Ralph don't go.

Darling, don't stop me now.

You can't stop me.

No Ralph, don't.

- You can't. Now get on out of here, go, get.

Well...

- Get out of here, there's a gun fight.

Okay, Horse breath. Come out.

Where are you hiding? Chicken shit!

Come out! Wherever you are, Horse breath?

You fucking chicken shit!

- Draw on the count of three, or die?

One.

Two.

Three.

You've been shot.

Oh, my God! No.

So have you stupid.

Oh, fuck!

Oh, God!

Where are we?

Are we in heaven?