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You think he's not smart? Look up there.

Now he can see us for a mile.

Yeah, but I think we'll get a little closer to him this time.

Jim, we've been after him all day

and we haven't even narrowed the gap.

Let's quit, I'm tired.

You can go on back if you want to, Beau.

I came out here to get him.

I'm gonna get him.

Alright, but he might as well have a rainbow over his head.

It's just like chasing a pot of gold.

You get it done?

Yeah.

Just the way you wanted it.

Big and bold.

Saddle feels good after ten years.

- Did you pass them along? - Yeah.

Red Martin and Big Tom Purdy.

There's plenty more in the saddlebags

in case you want to pass them out along the way.

And now he's gonna know what it's like

to be hunted down like an animal.

Never knowing where or when

or who.

Hey, Jim, what happened to that black stallion?

Did he feed you hill dust again?

Did you get your Haymaker brand

on that black stallion yet, Jim?

Hey, Jim, where's your stallion?

I've been waiting to bind shows on him.

Well, how'd you do this time, Jim?

Get closer?

Somebody got a little closer to me.

What happened, Jim?

He tried to shoot me in the back.

I think I've got a wanted dodger

somewhere in the office to match that face.

Yeah. Looks like Big Tom Purdy.

You got one in there to match this one?

Looks like he had a reason for tryin' it.

You mean like he had 5,000 reasons for tryin' it.

I don't think he's gonna be the last one

to try it either.

Well, that poses us a problem, Jim.

I can't arrest every gunslinger who rides through town.

Not until they've done something wrong.

And a small cut of soft pork,

Mr. Taylor, for greens.

A simple reminder, make that as lean as possible, please.

Yes, Miss Tina.

I just can't do it, Tina.

Well, dresses make me feel like I'm all sewed up in a gunny sack.

And how am I supposed to ride a horse

with this thing hanging on me?

Ladies ride horses side saddle, Mary Gee.

Now, let me see. Salt, lard, sealin' wax...

It's $1.30, Miss Tina.

I'll put it on the bill for you. Need anything else?

Tina, what can a girl do

to show someone she really likes him?

If you mean Jim Hardie, grow up.

I didn't say who!

You didn't have to.

Well...?

Oh, buy him a present or something.

Now, where did I put that thread?

Well, what kind of a present?

Something he wants more than anything else in the world.

Oh, all he wants is that old wild horse.

That's it!

Thanks, mister!

Absolutely charming.

Forgive me, I didn't mean to eavesdrop.

- She's a delightful child. - Thank you.

But I'm afraid my little sister still likes

the subtle graces of propriety.

Sister?

No wonder she's so charming.

It's obviously a family trait.

Allow me to introduce myself.

- Jay Squire. - Tina.

Miss Tina?

How pleasant.

I've been in town less than an hour

and already I've been charmed by two of its loveliest ladies.

May I help?

Why, you're very kind.

He'll get a proper burial, Mr. Hardie.

Outlaws or good folks, it makes no difference,

I give 'em a fair service at a fair price.

Well, you see to it, you let me know immediately

if anybody comes in asking for him.

- It's important. - I understand.

A friendly word of cheer for the bereaved.

Yeah, Happy, something like that.

- Well, thank you again. - Anytime, Mr. Hardie.

You fellas come around during the day,

I'll be glad to take care of you too.

Anytime, no waitin'.

Well, now what?

Now, let's get some sleep.

Sleep? How can you think about sleep after being shot at?

If ever let that upset me,

I never would get any rest in this business.

Then I'm going to stay with you.

I don't think that'll be necessary, Beau.

What are you gonna do, just walk around

like a big bull's-eye, waitin' for a sudden shot in the back?

I'll say I won't have to walk around much.

I think they'll come to me.

You think that's very smart?

Probably not, but can you think of a better way?

No.

You sure are mule-headed.

I expect I am.

Well, promised old Jim

I'd bring him out some supplies tomorrow

so I think I'll just stay in town tonight.

Good night, Beau.

Good night, Jim.

And so while you studied Shakespeare to become a teacher,

I studied him for the want of something better to do,

and as a result of our mutual interest...

I've had a very pleasant evening

with a very lovely lady.

Shall we toast our new friendship?

I believe your name's Squire, isn't it?

Seems to me we met quite some time ago.

Ten years ago exactly, Mr. Hardie.

Tina, I think your mother might be looking for you.

I would not be a bad idea if you went along home now.

Mr. Squire and I have got some things to talk about

that I can't believe would be of any particular interest to you.

Oh, I think you could be more to the point, Mr. Hardie.

You see, Tina, he's concerned

that someone might see you in the presence of an ex-convict

and, well, misconstrue.

Am I correct in your fatherly concern for Tina, Mr. Hardie?

That's just about it.

Mr. Squire has already told me

about his trouble with Wells Fargo.

Since his debt to society has been honorably paid,

I choose to accept it as such.

Something I would expect even of my fourth graders.

And besides that, I'm not a little girl,

and I'm perfectly capable of taking care of myself.

I'm sure you are, Tina. Now go home.

- Excuse me, sir. - Of course.

Sit down, Mr. Hardie.

I took this off a dead man today.

That, and the fact that you're back around these parts again

seems a little more than a coincidence to me.

A piece of paper with no printer's mark,

no witnesses, your word against mine?

Jurisprudence, Mr. Hardie.

I can sue you for false arrest.

You think that's gonna make it easy

to shoot me in the back, huh?

I don't think you'll give a man that chance.

No, I just want to see you sweat

every time a doorknob turns

or a boot kicks dirt behind you.

Well, I get paid to sweat.

So that's gonna be nothing new.

It's a dangerous country, Mr. Hardie,

steep rocky cliffs to fall over,

and those cold mountain lakes.

You want to die with a frozen smile on your face?

Drop in.

You know where you come up?

Sixty miles away in some desert gully wash.

You get a little more than ten years for murder, Squire.

I was talking about an accident, Mr. Hardie,

like the kind you can have up in the hills

looking for that black stallion.

And if it did happen,

only three people would know it was no accident at all.

You, me...

and Rake,

my lieutenant.

Still the same,

still loyal after these ten years.

And still unable to think with any other brain but yours.

How do you want it, Hardie?

And you're still holding your gun hand, I see, Squire.

- Rake... - Why not?

I'll give him to your for free.

You can keep the 5,000. Why not now?

Because Mr. Hardie helped me learn

two things over those ten years:

the classics,

which makes such charming small talk

with his friend Tina,

and patience.

I can wait...

for the right time and the right place.

And when it comes, Mr. Hardie,

I'm gonna kill you.

I thought we were going to stay around town for a few days.

We are.

How come we're getting up at sunrise?

Because 'around town' doesn't mean 'in town'.

We're checkin' out of Gloribee.

Now, we could've gotten Hardie cold and you let him go.

Rake, where is your imagination?

Hardie spent three months tracking me down

all over California.

I intend to make it as long and as painful for him.

Seems to me a bullet in the belly is pretty painful.

I...

I'm gonna spell it out of you just one more time.

We're not hunting food, we're hunting revenge, my revenge,

and I'll let you know what's painful

for Mr. Hardie and what is not.

Alright, alright, we'll do it your way.

Try and remember that.

You know, that ten years, you're pretty sharp, Squire.

All I was trying to do was tell you

how simple it would be for me to...

Kill, the only way you know how, with a gun?

Where's the satisfaction, Rake?

Maybe I should let you do it.

Maybe you need a taste of prison.

Nobody's puttin' me in prison.

That's what I said ten years ago,

till Hardie tracked me down.

Sometimes I don't understand you.

That's one thing I don't expect you to do,

not until you've had a chain around your leg

and see it clamped tight,

hear a door clank shut behind you

like it's an eternity,

and then flop in a bunk filled with lice.

We're gonna make Mr. Hardie sweat

till we find the right place and the right time.

Now, finish up,

we're goin' up in the hills where that stallion roams,

the one that Hardie'd give his life to get.

Well, that country ain't fit for rattlesnakes.

That's part of his charm.

All this checking's a waste of time.

Why don't we just call the sheriff and have him put in jail?

Our job is to try and uphold the law if we can,

now bend it around to suit ourselves.

You gotta have a charge before you can hold a man.

You don't call attempted murder charge enough?

I mean one we can make stick.

"Jay Squire released from prison with no prejudice.

"He's on no wanted lists.

"Harry Rakeover, alias 'Rake, '

"no known record of previous arrests.

"Wells Fargo attorneys advise extreme caution,

"unless absolutely sure of your legal position.

Farrow."

- See what I mean? - Yeah.

- Well, any news? - Yeah. All bad.

Well, looks like you can quit worrying.

I've just been to the stables.

Seems like Squire and Rake saddled up

and took off early this morning loaded down with canteens.

Maybe we're lucky,

they're trying to make Mexico across the desert.

No, Swamper said he gave them directions

how to get up in the wild horse territory.

Salt Canyon.

That's up near your place, Jim.

I didn't know horses is what they're looking for.

They're not.

They're looking for an accident to happen.

To me.

♪ Oh, break the news To Mother ♪

♪ Break the news It might be crud ♪

♪ Get an axe and bust My sister's custard pies ♪

Hey, you little camp robber!

What in eternity you think you're trying to do?

Morning, Jeb. I was just gonna take a little ride around the ranch.

What do you think I run our here, a livery stable?

I've been training that Palomilla for two months

and I don't want him rid.

Well, what kind of training, special?

You're darn right it's special.

How come every time I look out here,

you're in my corral gettin' on a horse?

Nobody knows how to train a horse

as well as you do, that's why.

Don't give me that sugar talk.

I know who you got moon eyes for,

and Jim ain't here.

Jeb, tell me,

what you training him for?

It's a secret.

Well, I won't tell, I promise.

Hope to kiss a crippled cricket if I do.

You're the best horse trainer in the whole world.

And I love you with sugar and cream on it.

Please. Please tell me.

Well, alright.

But you better not tell Jim,

because it's a surprise.

This here's a Comanche whistle.

What's it for?

Well, now, be quiet and I'll tell ya.

You know that stallion Jim's been tryin' to catch?

- Mm-hmm. - Well, this little whistle

is going to bring him right to our back door.

How?

Every hear of a Judas goat,

the critter who leads sheep to the slaughter?

Well, I got me a Judas horse.

Watch this.

Good old Snowball.

We're gonna catch us that old black stallion, ain't we, boy, huh?

Jeb, let me try it, please?

Absolutely positively no!

Double no!

Took three months just to get him comin' to me,

and I ain't about to...

You smell something?

Only bread burning.

Yeah, that's what I figured.

Burning bread?!

Oh, no!

Ow! Oww!

Dag blast it, old coffin'd

burn the fuss off asbestos!

Hey, come back here with my horse!

Mary Jane!

Hey, you little camp robber,

come on back here!

That's the Ovie in you,

just like your mother!

I'll get that order out for you on the board

first thing this afternoon, Jim.

Alright, and don't forget, Jeb gets pretty upset

if the pork runs a little too fat.

Well, you just tell that old fossil

they don't raise skinny hogs.

Hold it!

Jim.

You tryin' to get yourself killed?

You need someone following you.

Maybe they should.

I don't think I have to tell you that trackin' a man

is a little like trackin' a bear.

Both get a little cagey when they know you're behind 'em.

You gotta move slow, quiet, become a part of the scenery.

I just hope you don't become part of the scenery

by being panted under it.

How many of those dodgers you think are floating around now?

I got no way of knowing. Only one we know about for sure

is the one we took off with the man who tried to ambush us.

Yeah, but he could just be one of ten or twenty or more.

That's right, and on the other hand,

Squire might just be playing a scare card.

Don't be too sure.

- How many of 'em did you see? - Just one.

- You see any? - I've seen nothin'.

If there was just one of 'em, he shouldn't be too much trouble.

You keep him busy here, and I'll try to get around behind him.

Fine.

Alright, Beau!

Found this next to him. It was Rake, wasn't it?

You're in a good deal of trouble yourself, mister.

You're Red Martin, and there's wanted posters

all over this country for you, dead or alive.

Alright, so it was Rake. What of it?

Who else did he give these posters to?

I don't know.

- Who?! - Purdy.

Big Tom Purdy, that's all.

Just Big Tom Purdy and me.

- You're lyin'. - Hold it, Beau.

Take him on in to town.

Move out.

Well, there must be an easier way to get to Hardie.

Be a philosopher, Rake.

All good things come to those who wait.

You mind if we do our waitin' in the shade?

Let's just keep on trying till we find that right place.

Well, take your pick, anywhere you look.

Here's your chance.

I've got the whistle, but you've got the know-how.

You lead him through there and I'll do the rest.

You go get him.

And-and don't forget to come back

when I blow the whistle.

It won't do you no good.

You can fuss all you want.

I'm not lettin' you go.

Forgive me, child. Did I startle you?

Thank goodness.

You're the man I saw in the store yesterday.

From dresses to wild horses.

You are a most remarkable young lady.

My name's Mary Gee. What's yours?

Jay Squire, at your service.

Could you, uh, be at my service?

You see, I'm kind of in trouble.

Yes, Mary Gee, I believe you are.

Well, they got him sure enough. Leave it to old Jim.

- They's others, mark my words. - You better get them too.

Before they get him!

Well, what happened, Mr. Taylor?

Fella just tried to kill Jim Hardie.

- Whatever for? - $5,000, just like the other one.

No tellin' how many more.

Say, um, Miss Tina,

didn't I see you havin' dinner

at the hotel with that Squire fella?

The one you was talkin' to in the store?

What about it, Mr. Taylor?

What about it? Say, who's side are you on anyway?

I think you just better explain that.

Well, now, Miss Tina, I...

Well, that's that.

Sure enough is.

Seein' was Red Martin's willing to testify

Squire offered him $5,000 to kill ya,

I reckon you got a good case.

And a good reason to go after him.

Well, they've got a good head start.

You'll have a hard time catchin' 'em.

We'll catch 'em.

Well, any way I can help?

You just be ready to take care of him when we get back here.

Beau, you better get over and send a message to the office,

tell him we're going after Squire and Rake

on a charge of attempted murder.

I'll see you out at the Haymaker.

Right.

Want to leave right away?

Just as soon as you send the message.

I've been sittin' in that saddle so long,

I feel like I'm homesteadin' it.

Talkin' to himself.

I reckon I don't have to tell you, Jim, be careful.

Sure don't. Much obliged, Sheriff.

- See ya. - Good day.

Jim, all I want to do is apologize.

For what?

I found out about that jailbird.

And the way I was defendin' him...

Well, I don't think you did anything wrong, Tina.

When a man pays his debt, he's got a right

to take his place in society.

Like Jay Squire?

Oh, yeah.

Well, I believe Jay Squire's

more or less an exception to the rule.

Then there's gonna be exceptions to every rule, I suppose.

Then you're not mad at me?

Couldn't be.

Thank you, Jim.

Now, if Mary Gee's out there

makin' a pest of herself with Jeb,

you tell her to come on home.

Alright, I'll tell her that.

And tell her something else:

Ovie wants her home for supper... on time.

Alright, I'll tell her that too.

Ah-ha, just what I figured,

thought you'd belly in here quiet like,

so's I wouldn't catch ya, huh?

Mary Gee! Mary Gee!

Heh, well, you gotta be sneakier than a Wells Fargo agent

to put something over on Jebidiah Gaine.

It's have to be pretty sneaky, wouldn't it?

Jim?

Got something special on your mind, Jeb?

No. Just came up here to set the barn on fire.

Dag blasted female horse thief!

Take my horse and run all over the countryside!

Wait till I get my hands on her!

And you want to know if something's on my mind.

What are you talking about? What's the trouble?

Mary Gee, that's what's the trouble.

She ran off with Snowball over six hours ago,

- and ain't come back yet! - Well, she's just a kid.

Time doesn't mean much to her when she's on a horse's back.

Yeah? She's afraid to come back.

Heh, well, I suppose we could send out a posse after her.

Now, I'm gonna cut me a switch.

Hey, Jim, come quick!

I told ya there'd be trouble!

Look at him, cut up worse than dog meat.

That little sneak got off in town

and spooked him home because she's afraid to come back here!

Doesn't sound like anything Mary Gee would do.

Yeah, well, look around!

You don't see her standing anywhere, do ya?

These are hoof slashes.

Hoof slashes?

Oh, no.

I knew I shouldn't have told her.

Told her what?

This here Palomilla,

about how I've been training him for a Judas horse.

- For a what? - You know, to catch that black stallion.

Well, Judas horse alright.

What about Mary Gee?

Hey, Jim, she's still out there.

Beau's on his way back.

Tell him to meet me up at Salt Canyon.

There's got to be something I can do.

There is. Go on into town and get a posse ready

just in case we need 'em.

Mary Gee!

Mary Gee!

Hardie, up here.

You lookin' for somethin'?

Yes, I am. Where is she?

It ain't that easy.

Alright, well, make it easy.

- Where is she? - I got a deal for ya.

You cooperate, I'll take you to the girl.

What if I don't buy your deal?

She dies.

Now, you figure it out.

Now, make up your mind.

We go alone, or do you find her someplace

in the bottom of a canyon?

Alright. Alright, you got a deal.

Make it good!

- Any sign of her, Jim? - No. No.

I covered the bottom of the canyon on the way up.

- I thought we could fan out from here. - No, I'll look around here.

You go on over towards Table Top Flats, look around there.

Table Top? Jeb said Mary Gee went up for the black stallion.

You know as well as I do he doesn't range that far. There's no water down there.

Beau, you talk too much and you don't listen enough.

Now, don't argue with me. Get on over toward Table Top Flats!

Remember something else.

You remember the way you were tracking this morning?

- We're gonna be alright then. - Maybe.

Maybe I'll remember a lot of things.

Alright, Hardie!

Drop the gun belt.

Spire's got a fancy plan.

Me, I ain't so particular.

I'd just as soon kill you with a plain bullet.

Come on.

Patience, Mary Gee.

Even your stallion knows enough to save his strength.

You and I have both learned the advantages of waiting.

Mary Gee...

Rake!

More fatherly concern, Mr. Hardie?

Grudges aren't settled with innocent people, Squire.

Grudge? Why not call it a reward,

for ten years of waiting?

If there's anything to be settled,

it's between you and I.

Not with her. Let her go.

On the contrary,

she brought us together.

At the right time

and the right place.

With a gun in my back?

You could've done that back in town.

I thought you were a man that was partial to accidents.

Ah, but you are going to have an accident, Mr. Hardie.

Amusing twist, isn't it?

Trampled to death by the very horse you wanted so badly.

Get the rope and secure him.

It's gonna be slow, Hardie.

A little at a time.

Thank you.

You know, I got halfway to Table Top

before I realized what you were trying to tell me.

- That was close. - Little too close to suit me.

Would you look after 'em, Beau?

Where you goin'?

Gonna cut a switch and take care of our little friend there.

What on earth do you think you're doin'?

Takin' off after that horse like it was some kind of trained pet.

Do you know he could've killed ya?

I'll tell you one thing, when I get you back to town,

if your mother doesn't take a board to your behind,

I'm going to.

Now, what have you got to say for yourself?

Nothing.

I didn't want that old horse, anyway.

Then what'd you go after him for?

To get him for you.

'Cause I wanted you to like me.

And what makes you think I don't?

You never even notice me.

That's why I had to get you something special.

Oh. And you think you can just go around buyin' friends, huh?

Now, let me ask you something.

- We're pals, aren't we? - Yeah.

Every time I go out on the road don't I always

bring you back a present?

- Mm-hmm. - Alright, now,

I suppose sometimes if I forget

to bring you a present, then we're not pals anymore.

No, that's got nothin' to do with it!

Well, it has got something to do with it.

What do you think means more to me

right now than anything else?

That horse, I guess.

Well, there was a time when I thought I did too.

Right now, I think it's a whole lot more important

for you to learn you can't go buy something

you already got, and that's a friend.

There's only one way to prove it to you.

And that's to show you.

Well, we're still pals, aren't we?

You bet.

Go get our horse now, and let's get on home.

Alright.