I could be your cousin from Waxahachie. I could be cousin John, a missionary on his way to...

[Haven goes back to the saloon. Charlie is singing, but stops when she sees him enter, and sits down at a nearby table. Haven approaches the table] John Haven:
Every time I come in here you stop singing. Why is that? Charlene - aka 'Charlie':
You don't have to come in. John Haven:
Look, I didn't come back to start a fight or break the bank. Charlene - aka 'Charlie':
Why did you come back? John Haven:
[sitting down]
If you'll invite me to sit down, I might find out. Charlene - aka 'Charlie':
It might be better if you found another table... and another girl. John Haven:
Oh no it wouldn't. I looked. [They both look over to Mick and Prince, who are standing a few paces away nervously exchanging glances] John Haven:
[not yet aware that the woman he's talking to is Charlie]
Would that be Charlie? Charlene - aka 'Charlie':
No. John Haven:
His eyes follow you around like a couple of flies. Charlene - aka 'Charlie':
They follow me around to see that strangers don't annoy me. John Haven:
Only strangers? Charlene - aka 'Charlie':
No-one else would be so foolish. John Haven:
[to waiter]
Waiter, bring me a bottle of wine, will you? [to Charlie] John Haven:
First you're beautiful, then I like the way you sing, and now you're a woman of mystery. I don't want to be a stranger, so I'll have to be foolish. Charlene - aka 'Charlie':
You like to take chances, don't you? John Haven:
If I feel lucky. Charlene - aka 'Charlie':
I advise you to try the dice table. John Haven:
I'd rather get lucky here. Charlene - aka 'Charlie':
[shrugs]
Every man has the right to his own funeral. [Charlie gets Prince's attention. He approaches the table] John Haven:
[noting Prince's approach]
I could be your cousin from Waxahachie. I could be cousin John, a missionary on his way to China