Stan and Ollie, after consorting with Seymore "Sy" Roberts, an old prospector, have been entrusted to deliver the deed to a gold mine the prospector discovered to the man's daughter, Mary Roberts (Rosina Lawrence), a poor young woman living in Brushwood Gulch who is consistently victimized by her cruel guardians, saloon owner Mickey Finn (James Finlayson), and his equally-cruel saloon-singer wife, Lola Marcel (Sharon Lynne).
Traveling by stage coach, they attempt to flirt with the woman (Vivien Oakland) who is riding with them. She rebuffs the pair, and upon arriving in Brushwood Gulch, she complains to her husband, the town's sheriff (Stanley Fields). The angry sheriff orders the pair to leave on the next coach out of town, or else they'll be "riding out of here in a hearse". Stan and Ollie promise to do so once they have completed their mission.
After dancing to "At the Ball, That's All" by The Avalon Boys, Stan and Ollie arrive at Mickey Finn's saloon. When Mickey Finn learns why they're here, he has Lola play Mary in order to hijack the deed from them. Stan and Ollie have never seen Mary before, and are duped by their charade. However, before leaving town, they encounter the real Mary Roberts and immediately try to get the deed back. The evil Finns won't surrender the deed, however, and a major struggle ensues as Stan and Ollie attempt to reclaim the deed. Stan manages to grab it, but Lola traps him in the bedroom and wrests the deed from him by tickling him into hysterics. After further chasing, Mickey and Lola manage to seal the deed into their safe. Ollie calls for the police, but the police turn out to be the angry sheriff, who chases Stan and Ollie out of town.
Outside the town, Stan and Ollie plan to sneak back into Brushwood Gulch at night to reclaim the deed. They arrive at the saloon and, after a series of mishaps, manage to make it inside. They are met by Mary, who helps them open the safe, grab the deed and escape before Mickey Finn can intervene. Outside the town again, and accompanied by Mary, the happy trio sing "We're Going to Go Way Down to Dixie" as they head off into the sunset.
Unlike most of Laurel and Hardy's films and shorts, the story ends has a happy ending as opposed to the usual 'unfortunate ending'.
1940s reissue poster for Way Out West (1937)[edit] Cast
Stan Laurel..........................Stan
Oliver Hardy........................Ollie
James Finlayson.................Mickey Finn
Rosina Lawrence.................Mary Roberts
Sharon Lynn......................Lola Marcel
Stanley Fields.....................Sheriff
Vivien Oakland...................Sheriff's wife
Harry Bernard.....................Man at Bar
Mary Gordon.......................Cook
May Wallace.......................Cook
Jack Hill.............................Finn's Employee
Sam Lufkin.........................Baggageman
Tex Driscoll........................Miner
Flora Finch.........................Miner's wife
Fred Toones.......................Janitor
[edit] Quotes
Ollie to the Sheriffs wife: "A lot of weather we've been having lately"
Lola: "Tell me, tell me about my dear dear daddy, is it true that he's dead?"
Stan : "Well we hope he is, they buried him."
Lola : "Oh it can't be, what did he die of?"
Stan : "I think he died of a Tuesday, or was it Wednesday..."
Ollie: "Every cloud has a silver lining"
Stan: "That's right, any bird can build a nest, but it isn't everyone who can lay an egg!"
Stan (to Lola): Now that you've got the deed, I bet you'll make a swell gold digger."
THIS IS A ORIGINAL 41 X 82 POSTER..SOMEONE WROTE IN DUTCH,,WAY OUT WEST...BUT STILL AN AMAZING FIND IN ANY CONDITIONFunny movie quotes from Laurel and Hardy’s Way Out West
Sheriff: There’s one thing in this here town we don’t allow! And that’s messing with our women. Now if you want to stay healthy, you’ll catch the next coach out of town.
Oliver Hardy: Yes, sir.
Sheriff: And if you miss the next coach,
[draws revolver]
Sheriff: you’ll be riding out of here in a hearse.
[Walks away]
Stan Laurel: Goodbye.
Oliver Hardy: Let well enough alone.
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Patron: Hey Finn, you’re a lucky man to have a swell gal like that.
Mickey Finn (James Finlayson): Yeah I… What are you talking about? She’s the lucky one to have a swell guy like me!
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Mickey Finn (James Finlayson): [Every time Mickey pushes $1 on the bar’s cash register, the amount of $.10 comes up in the display; to bartender] Hey. This thing ain’t working right.
Bartender: It’s working all right for me.
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Lola Marcel, the Singing Nightingale: Tell me about my dear, dear Daddy! Is it true that he’s dead?
Stan Laurel: We hope so, they buried him.
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Lola Marcel: Tell, me, what did he die of?
Stan Laurel: I think he died of a Tuesday, or was it a Wednesday?
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Oliver Hardy: Little Lady, you’ve heard the worst.
[smiles]
Oliver Hardy: Now prepare yourself for the best.
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Stan Laurel: Now that you’ve got the mine, I’ll bet you’ll be a swell gold-digger.
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Stan Laurel: We want to know why you’re not Mary Roberts!
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Oliver Hardy: A lot of weather we’ve been having lately!
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Oliver Hardy: This is another nice mess you’ve gotten me into!
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Stan Laurel: That’s the first mistake we’ve made since that fellow sold us the Brooklyn Bridge.
Oliver Hardy: Buying that bridge was no mistake. That’s going to be worth a lot of money to us some day.
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Stan Laurel: Your hat’s dry.
Oliver Hardy: Oh that reminds me, you made a statement this afternoon.
Stan Laurel: Did I?
Oliver Hardy: Mmm-hmmm. You said if we didn’t get the deed, you’d eat my hat.
Stan Laurel: Oh, now you’re taking me literally.
Oliver Hardy: Nevertheless, I’m going to teach you not to make rash promises.
[Puts hat in his lap]
Oliver Hardy: Eat the hat.
Stan Laurel: Oh that’s silly. Whoever heard of anybody eating a hat?
Oliver Hardy: Whoever heard of anybody doing *that*.
[Immitates Stan’s thumb lighter gimmick]
Oliver Hardy: Eat the hat!
Stan Laurel: [Gives it back] I won’t do it.
Oliver Hardy: [Slams it back in his lap] If you don’t eat that hat, I’ll tie you to a tree and let the buzzards get you!
Stan Laurel: Would you really do that?
Oliver Hardy: I certainly would.
[Stan says something incoherant due to him crying]
Oliver Hardy: [Showing no sympathy] Eat it.
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Stan Laurel: Do you mind if I have another idea?
Oliver Hardy: If it’s anything like the last one, yes.
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Stan Laurel: Wait a minute, while I spit on me hands.
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Lola Marcel: [shows Finn the deed] Ha - *ha*!
Mickey Finn (James Finlayson): Ho - *ho*!
Oliver Hardy: [grabs the deed] He - *he*!
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Oliver Hardy: Well, fan my brow! I’m from the South!
Mary Roberts: You are?
Stan Laurel: Well, shut my mouth! I’m from the South too!
Oliver Hardy: The South of what, sir?
Stan Laurel: The South of London.
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Oliver Hardy: We’ll all go down to Dixie. Oh, for a slice of possum and yam. Mm!
Stan Laurel: Yes sir, and some good old fish and chips. I can smell ‘em.
Oliver Hardy: [disgusted] Fish and chips
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