All language subtitles for Tales of Wells Fargo S06E02 - The Dodger

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.