Would you mind, Madam? Your hat.

Oh, it's you!

Hello! It's your fault, you know.

You chose it yourself.

May I?

Sure, if you like.

Thank you. It's such a bother taking it off and putting it back on again.

That chap on the white horse is called Jesse James.

They've lured him into this ambush...not at all cricket.

Don't worry...Mr. James he shoots his way out.