The Good, The Bad, & The Beatle

John Confesses

"They'll never find us up here." Said John. Suddenly the two bump into George, who's accompanied by Ringo and Brian. "Stick 'em up! I've got you covered!" Said George as he pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the two Beatle cowboys. They put their hands up over their heads. "Maybe we should've found a more uncommon hiding spot." John said.

Everyone walks back to the tracks as John explains how he and Paul somewhat fixed the train. "I'm telling you, we put the whole kitten caboose back together and left it right there. Outlaws' honor." Said John. "Then where is it now?" Asked Ringo. John turns around and notices the train is gone. "Looks like we misplaced it." Said Paul.

The Blackstone Rangers have been taken to their cell in the sheriff's office. Although Paul was brought back, John was just taken in. "I can't take it, I'm going stir crazy! I want out! Out, I tell ya!" He said while pulling on the bars. "John, we've only been here for five minutes." Paul said. "Oh, but it seemed like hours." John said. "I can't say I'm not surprised at you, John, considering you sometimes like to get into mischief." Said Brian.

George approaches Paul's side of the cell. "I'm... I'm very disappointed in you, Paul." George said. "Honestly, I'm rather disappointed in myself for what I did as well." Said Paul. "Come on, go easy on Macca, Sheriff. He probably got tied up in his music and couldn't help himself. I tend to do that too." Said John. "I'm afraid it's too late for that. You two are gonna get what you deserve!" Ringo said.

Everyone turns their attention back to Jake. "Looks like there's gonna be a double swingin' tonight!" He said as he ended with a laugh. "It's probably worse than the regular." Paul said.

John puts his hands on his head in agony. "No, no, I can't do it! I confess, Sheriff, I did it! I'm the trainnapper! Paul had absolutely nothing to do with it!" He said. A sigh escapes from him as the weight has been lifted off his shoulder. "You mean, Paul's innocent?" Asked George. "Yes. He told me not to take the train, but I didn't listen." John said.

A smile appears on George's face, and he opens the cell to let Paul out. "Oh, Paul, I'm so glad you're not a low-down, no good, lousy trainnapper!" George said. "I told you I'd never steal anything." Said Paul.