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Eleven-thirty on the nose.

Punctuality.

One of the few virtues you ever had, Jeremiah.

It beats me how you knew we were coming.

Let's kill 'em, we haven't got time to waste.

Shut up.

The last time you raided a Wells Fargo office, you lost a man.

He lived long enough to tell us about it.

Now, tell your men to get down off of their horses, you're all under arrest.

Now, I don't suppose you're backing those orders by yourself?

You're right.

Beau!

Colby!

And there's a lot more that you can't see.

Just in case you're still not convinced.

Well,

that's mighty fine arguing, Jim.

Any of our men get hurt?

Colby got it in the side,

outside of that one pretty good shape.

It's not over yet, get at it.

Looks like they split up here.

Three sets of tracks south, one west.

That makes four, I thought we were following five?

They split up, it's time we split up.

You go after the one to the west, I'll go to the south.

You think you're on taking on three alone?

Looks like the one going west is riding a lame horse.

Figure on you overtaking him,

and coming back here and helping me with the other three.

That make sense?

No, but I'll do it if you want me to.

You're still at it, Jeremiah.

Now what would that be, Jim?

Pulling the wings off of flies,

torture them before you kill 'em.

Like you were doing to that bunch of Indians that time when we caught you.

Well now, a man's gotta get his fun where he finds it, Jim.

You promised the army you'd go south of the border and stay there,

so they wouldn't have to worry about you having your fun up here.

Now why'd you break that promise?

Oh,

I guess I got restless, Jim.

Anything else?

No, what do you got in mind?

Jim,

you know I always pay my debts.

How many times was it you saved my life?

Twice?

It's one time too many, I know that.

Well, this is for the first time.

- Ride outta here. - You know I'll be back.

Yeah, I know.

And you know I can see for ten miles on that hill crest above.

That's all the start I need.

Now get up!

Turn around!

I thought you had better sense than that, Jeremiah.

I thought you had less, Jim.

Well, just goes to show you how long it's been.

What I heard about you obviously was wrong,

that you'd bought you a ranch and settled down in Mexico.

I heard the same about you, Jim.

A-ah man, that hurt just like a hot poker.

I got it in the same place, I got it from the Geo Tower, remember?

What were the odds, then? Five to one against me, weren't they?

Ride your horse all right?

Well,

I guess so, if... if you can give me a hand.

I heard the shot, are you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right. Lucky I haven't got a broken neck.

Probably would have if he didn't have a hole in him.

Logart?

What about the other three?

We don't have to worry about them.

There's only one brain among 'em, and that's Logart.

The way I figured, they're gonna go up in the rocks

and hide somewhere

'til it's safe to rejoin him.

I'm gonna try and beat him to that.

Gonna go alone?

Eh, he can't go far with a hole in him.

We were army scouts, years ago.

We rode together a lot, then.

Favorite hang out of his around here was Boca Rica.

He knew a lot of people there, he felt safe.

Figure that's where he'll head for now.

Whatever made him go bad like this?

I don't think he turned bad, I think he was born bad,

Just needed the proper time and place for it to show up.

Better get after your man, now,

I'll go after Logart. We'll keep in touch through the Wells Fargo wire.

Right.

You think he's dead?

Come on, we better go home.

Wait a minute! There's nothing to be scared about.

Karen, look!

I wanna go home.

Don't be such a crybaby!

Let's find out what's wrong with him.

I don't wanna hurt you, boy. Neither one of ya' holler out.

But you are hurting me!

Let 'em go, mister. Please.

Now, you mind what I say and no harm will come to the boy.

How far do you live from here?

Just beyond the woods.

Who's at your house?

Nobody but us and Ma.

You, go fetch her.

Tell her there's a man hurt bad.

Git!

What about me?

You gonna behave yourself?

Looks like we're gonna be together for a while, Jody.

Set a spell.

Something bothering you, boy?

How come you know my name?

Jody.

I heard your sister call you by that, didn't I?

Oh.

Well, there can only be one other explanation.

I just looked at you and I knowed.

I mean, well,

you don't look like no Charlie or Wilfred or something, now do you?

Jody.

Would you mind fetching my canteen?

You know what them glittery, shiny things are?

Gold?

Yeah.

Solid gold.

And some folks say I ain't worth much.

I guess that little ol' sombrero makes 'em liars.

There he is, Mama.

I'm mighty grateful to the gal for fetching you, ma'am.

There was no need to frighten my children.

Well, I had no way of knowing what their make up was.

I mean, well, if they'd cut and run,

Well that wouldn't of helped me none.

If I'd've known the spunk they had...

Well, they'll do, Mrs. Cavendish.

You oughta be right proud.

I see you know our name.

The boy told me, ma'am.

I didn't tell him mine at first,

- and he already knew it. - I... I didn't wanna scare him,

but you see, I had an accident.

Well, I'm hurtin' bad for help,

and holding the boy was the only way I figured to get some.

Well, I always pay my debts.

It's not that, I...

I think a doctor would serve you better.

Well, there ain't no people near your place,

much less a doctor. I mean,

from the looks of things,

there don't seem to be no towns or farms nearby.

Oh, well...

Well, if it's a long way to go, well.

Why, it's a...

It's not far, the house.

You think you can walk?

Well,

don't seem to have much choice.

If you just steady me some.

Karen, you... you take his hand.

I want to!

Alright, Jody.

You see, Ma? You know what those studs are?

Gold, real gold!

I reckon they're worth more than I am.

You run on ahead, Karen.

Get some water boiling on the stove.

This is the first time I ever

stopped a bullet and ended up enjoying it.

All right now, children, out of the room.

I wanna see what happens.

You had enough staring for today.

Do as your ma says.

Come on, get.

I'll just get this out of the way.

If I was gonna do something I'd've done it before now.

That's my husband.

I saw a covered wagon in the yard.

This place does poorly.

It's too far from town,

and there's not much growing left in the land.

Time to move on soon.

No place does well without a man.

Suppose the children told you.

It's been over two years.

Oh, that's a waste.

Ah, it's a waste.

I-it's a waste of good, honest land,

and it's a waste of the hidden warmth in a woman like you.

Must get pretty lonesome, Mrs. Cavendish.

I have the children.

You're scared to start, huh?

Well, that's good, it shows you got feeling right down to your bones.

Well, I tell ya, you just think

of this pain as curing another one.

It's gonna hurt bad.

Yeah, I know.

I guess I'll just have to think of pleasant things.

Anytime you're ready.

W-why don't you just talk 'em out?

Those pleasant things, I mean.

What a fool that husband of yours was to leave this.

To die away from you.

I told you, the land's poor.

Mrs. Cavendish, with a woman like you

and the two younguns, I'd put richness into it.

You seem to know an awful lot about me, mister.

Don't mind my questions, Mrs. Cavendish,

I'm just guessing to pass the time.

I understand you've got a steady customer named Jeremiah Logart.

I've seen you before, mister.

Now, where's Logart?

I don't know.

You're in more trouble than you know.

The last time I saw, you were riding with him.

Serafina.

Ask Serafina, maybe she would know.

- Who's she? - Girlfriend.

His girlfriend.

He always comes back to Serafina.

And where'll I find her?

Right here.

She won't be back 'til tomorrow.

Is he telling me the truth?

Let's go.

Don't try another shot.

Now, drop the gun and turn around slow.

You looking for somebody, mister?

You.

Well, I can't see why.

You're one of Logart's men, right?

Logart? Now who...

Oh, oh come on. Now you...

You thinking on holding me up, you made a fool mistake.

You picked on a man who just about sold his saddle.

You, uh, you figuring on shooting me,

how 'bout my having a cup of something hot...

Now, turn around, get down on the ground.

I ain't done nothing wrong.

I just come along with Logart!

Aren't you forgetting a man was shot?

You saw him got it, didn't you?

Is he dead?

Is he dead?!

Colby, I think his name was.

Oh, hey now, now listen!

Now listen, I wasn't doing nothing wrong,

I was just having some fun!

Come on, now, look,

it was them other fellas.

They done poor old Colby in!

Sure. And you're gonna get a chance to explain that to the sheriff,

and the judge that presides over hangings in Bowling City.

Me, explain?

Oh, now look, I was born looking sneaky. Who's ever gonna believe me?

You know, you got a point.

I bet it was Logart.

That's right, that's right!

You know, that Logart, he gets pleasure out of just shooting.

What about him?

Well, he-he's been shot,

and I don't even think he's gonna make it to jail.

Not to mention your trail.

- Mister... - McCloud.

But, um, all my friends call me Beau.

They was others, Beau,

Well, all you have to do is tell me where they are.

No, sir, that's your job.

You gotta find 'em fair and square.

I intend to,

just as soon as I get you to Bowling City

on a murder charge.

Kick out that fire.

Hey, Beau! Hey, I didn't shoot nobody!

Look, don't you care nothing for justice?

Beau!

Look, it was them other fellas!

Look, all I did was meet them fellas on a trail leading to Downfall!

What you wanna go and make a thing like that for?

Something to pass away the time.

You ain't foolin' me, cousin.

You just sittin' there, figuring on hookin' me onto it by the craw.

Truth of it is, Shelby,

I don't think you're small enough to fit into this one.

Now, you take the kind they make in Bowling City

when that Judge Breel comes to town.

- That judge? - Breel.

I understand he personally sees that every rope will fit almost anyone.

That's what I hear.

You ever heard of a place

just below here on a, on the Bravo called Boca Rica?

Yeah.

There's a load of gold bullion coming through there soon from a Mexican mine.

That's why Logart and us have been headquartering there. We're waiting for it.

Why would you come all the way up here to hit a town like Bowling City?

Logart figured it'd keep your scheming minds off Boca Rica.

You know no self-respecting outlaw can trust you Wells Fargo people.

Reason we picked this piece of territory is none of us ever been up here before.

Except that sod-busting Cavendish.

- Very smart. - Yeah.

Did all right, too.

'Til we run into you folks last time out.

Well, Logart, he didn't even lose no troops.

Except that one sod-buster.

So I told you what you want to know, aren't you gonna cut me loose?

I'm sick to death of hugging this tree.

I'll cut you lose.

I'll give Logart your regards next time I see him.

Yeah.

Right now I'm taking you to Bowling City, to jail.

Jail?

Well now, we made a bargain, you and me.

You was gonna keep me from getting hung on that murder charge.

What murder?

Th-th-that poor ol' Colby fella.

Nothing poor about him. As a matter of fact, he's the town banker's son.

Now, did you think he got killed?

He was lucky. Just a crease, hardly more than a burn.

Well you said he got himself murdered!

You said that, not me.

Now look here, McCloud!

Now, I told you you can call me Beau.

Thought you might like some...

Jody, Karen, you come out of there right now or I'll come in and get you.

Oh, it's you.

Well, I didn't mean to frighten you.

It's a habit of mine, moving quiet.

Well, you look so different without that beard, and in those clothes.

These duds ain't what you'd call tailor fit, but they're clean.

They belong to my husband.

Well, I... I reckon I shoulda asked before grabbin',

but it's more in my nature to take what I want, that way no one can refuse me.

I-I-I brought you some breakfast,

Well now, there was no need to do that, but...

thank you kindly.

It's... it's just that you seemed hurt so bad,

It wasn't much, you saw scars much worse than that, last night.

Guess I was too busy to notice.

I been looking at the wagon.

Sure is fit.

I mean, uh, wheels freshly greased and ready to roll.

I guess you been waiting on that husband of yours to come back, huh?

My husband's dead.

I've been hoping to move out

the day I sell this land to somebody.

Nothing like being ready.

You know,

there was a man who once rode with me,

he talked out his dreams,

ad listening to that, and nothing else on the trail,

you get to wondering just which dream is his

and which dream is yours.

You said you always take what you want.

Does that include this other man's dreams?

Just one, Mrs. Cavendish.

Just one.

You running away, or going to?

I mean with that wagon.

I got a place in mind.

You mind telling me where?

I'll know it when I see it.

You ever think of going south?

No, why?

You ever been to Boca Rica?

Well, I own a ranch across the line,

down below.

It's got blue grass meadows,

and the mountains, they look like purple velvet,

and the nights are so clear, you can,

actually feel you could reach out and grab a handful of stars

It's got just about everything a man could want.

If it had everything, why'd you leave it?

Well, it's got everything and nothing.

I mean, there's something missing.

You know what I'm saying?

You saying you want us to go with you?

Why, I don't even know your name.

I'm a man, you're a woman.

Whaddya think?

I think, if you're well enough to walk, you're well enough to ride.

Well now, there was no insult in mind,

it's was just a... a plain offer for you and the young'uns.

Whatever the meaning, I think it's best you leave here.

The wound's still fresh,

it'll take a day or two to set.

And it sure would be a shame to waste that patching job of yours.

Two days, no longer.

I'm much obliged, and about the clothes I'm wearing...

You might as well keep 'em, they... they serve no purpose in a drawer.

I'm grateful.

It's a pity they don't fit you. There's lots more.

Well now, it isn't your fault that your husband didn't measure up to my size.

It's open.

I don't know you.

Your name is Serafina, I believe?

You got the wrong room.

I wanna talk to you about Jeremiah Logart.

You come from him?

As a matter of fact, I came after him.

I was told he always comes back here to you.

Only when he is hurt, Señor.

Like a dog.

He's hurt, and bad.

You're not his kind.

How would you know?

Cause I'm the one that shot him.

If you had said that before, I would kill you.

Now? Bravo.

I will declare a feast day in your honor.

You're his girlfriend, aren't you?

I was.

I'm dirt.

In his eyes, I am dirt.

Since when?

Since this.

I see.

I'm very sorry.

Why should you care?

It's the other one.

That is where he will run to this time.

This dream of his.

The woman and the two children,

waiting for him to return.

I didn't know he was married.

Married?

She is, but him?

I'm afraid I don't understand.

Bravo.

I congratulate you, Señor.

A man who confesses he does not understand a woman.

And do you think he does?

Amelia.

He kisses me and whispers her name.

He looks at me when I give him the love he needs,

and calls me dirt.

This Cavendish woman,

oh no, tsk tsk, she is not dirt.

And you know something?

He has never seen this Cavendish woman.

Cavendish?

Señor?

You hunt him, no?

Yes, I hunt him.

When you find him,

will you kill him?

Only if I'm forced to.

If you must,

will you make me a promise, please?

If I can.

Make it a clean kill.

A fast one, so he's not hurt.

Well, I got my man, some information too.

This is the town they're gonna hit.

Remember the fellow we captured,

that told us where Logart was gonna head next?

- Cavendish? - That's right.

I just heard that Logart

probably went to Cavendish's wife instead of coming here.

Did that come from a good source?

The best.

Uh oh.

I got me a nibble.

Oh, he's just teasing ya.

If he was gonna bit, he'd of done it already.

Yeah, I guess you're right, Karen.

These wise women always say they were.

I bet you always know what you're doing.

Except when it comes to fishing!

My pa used to bring us fishing here every Saturday,

just like this.

Used to put a rose in mama's hair

from the breakfast table every morning.

Did he, now? Sure was nice.

You noticed Ma was wearing a rose when we came back with the poles?

Come on, it-it's getting late.

Time you were heading back.

Aw, can't we stay a little longer?

No, your ma's gonna start worrying.

And besides, you've got some fish cleaning to do here.

Sure was fun! Hope you stay long enough to do it again.

You're gonna have a hard time shaking me loose.

Yeah, now run along, I'll be along soon.

We'll be waitin'!

Well, it looks like old Cavendish wasn't lying after all.

You must feel pretty safe, walking around without a gun.

Does she know who you are?

I told you to meet me in two days.

Well, Beck's watching things at Boca Rica.

We had to come early, Logart,

we just found out the shipment's coming in early.

- When? - Two or three days.

We'll be ready, and we'll take it.

Well, I don't know what good that'll do either.

That bullion weighs out heavy.

Each bar's a two-man carry.

How we gonna get it out?

Besides, the whole countryside's looking for us.

They've got orders to shoot you on sight.

Yeah, they're looking for me,

but they aren't looking for a man, and a woman, and two kids,

riding in an old wagon loaded down with everything they own.

Not to mention, a few bars of bullion for ballast.

Horses need a rest, and so do we.

We'll wait 'til after dark, and then go in.

There's a couple of kids in that house up there

that'd be asleep then.

They have a better chance of staying alive if they are asleep.

Just in case he is in there.

How do you figure on hitting the house?

Alone.

With you following me up about a hundred yards behind, of course.

That's more like it.

Goodnight, Sir.

Goodnight, son.

Goodnight, Jody.

I wouldn't have kissed you when you had the beard,

but it's all right now.

That's the first time I ever been kissed by a child.

Well, I guess I better say goodnight, too.

Set and talk a while.

- No, I better turn in... - You afraid to be alone with me?

You like those children, don't you?

Yeah.

They why don't you do something for 'em?

Why don't you get out of here as soon as you can?

Why?

Because they're beginning to like you too.

Because Jody's building up an idea you're some kind of a... of a hero or something.

Why do you keep filling them with lies about Mexico and California,

and these places you've never even seen before?

Well, I'll go if you want me to,

but there's something you oughta know.

I may've done a lot of a bad things in my life, but lying ain't one of them.

There's something else I want you to know.

I meant what I said about my ranch in Mexico.

It's yours for the asking.

Why? We're complete strangers.

No, we're no strangers, Amelia.

You know my name?

Well, I heard it for two years.

Two lonely years by the campfire.

Logart.

Jeremiah Logart. Yeah, that's me.

You know, I-I can understand why

you call your husband dead when you heard he joined up with me, and...

well, I can understand why he ran away from this bone-starved land

to try to find a way to buy you things, for you and the kids.

But what I can't understand is why he never come back.

Well, 'cause he knew I told the children he was dead.

Well, uh, you spoke the truth when you said that, Amelia.

Well, you'd knew he'd die when he joined up with me.

He really is dead?

You call this poverty, Amelia?

He killed hisself the day he walked away from the riches and you.

All those nights that I'd lie quietly, listen to those words come tumbling out,

I thought to myself,

well, just what could a man

do with a woman like you?

- He was a man. - No. A man wouldn't whisper

the name of a woman like you,

lying in the dusty street, waiting for a belly full of buckshot.

If he were man enough to love you, he should've been man enough to stick.

Why did you have to come here, what do you want?

I came here like a...

like a dog licking his wounds, looking for a place to hide,

thinking I'd be safe with the family of an outlaw like me.

Amelia,

I had no mind to steal another man's dreams,

you're too much a woman for that, I know.

The offer still stands, uh,

it's a chance

to start a new life for the four of us

down in Mexico.

Or the end of mine, now. 'Cause I won't stop you if you go to the law.

Is this the Cavendish place?

Yes.

I'm Jim Hardie, Special Agent from Wells Fargo.

Could I come in a moment?

Your husband rode with a man named Logart.

A big fellow with a beard.

What about him?

I'm looking for him.

He's wounded, and I have reason to believe

he's hiding out around here somewhere.

Well, I haven't seen him.

No need to lie for me, Amelia. Take his gun.

Take his gun, Amelia.

Well, Jim, you're just in time.

Please, Mr. Hardie, no trouble.

I understand about your children, ma'am.

I'll cause them no trouble.

Nor me.

I want your Johnny Hancock as witness,

nice and legal, you'll find pen and ink over here.

You know what this is?

The deed to his ranch in Mexico.

He's signed it over to you and your children.

Why?

Well, it's kinda worth a try for a dream.

To ride out of here first thing in the morning, one way or the other.

What'll you do with him if I say yes?

Well, I'm afraid I'm gonna have to hold ol' Jim as hostage

'til we get clear, then I'll cut him loose.

I'll tell you what.

Jim just volunteered to make the wagon ready

while you're making up your mind.

I'll be outside waiting for your answer.

All right, Jim, get on that jack and loose it down.

And remember, you make one bad move I'm gonna take care of those children in there.

You've done some bad things in your time, Logart,

but you've never stooped so low as to hide behind a woman and her two children.

You never intended to let her have your ranch, did ya?

Well, well now, it's a long ride, Jim,

who knows what would have happened to 'em on the way?

Well, looky here, Donner,

it look like ol' Jeremiah done got himself Jim.

I'm gonna kill you, Hardie!

I made up my mind, Mr. Logart.

Well, uh, then you'll be coming with me.

You're gonna kill those men, aren't you?

Uh, these are the men that killed your husband.

I told ya how he died.

Belly full of buckshot on a dusty street.

He's lying to you, Mrs. Cavendish.

Shut him up, Martin. Why...

You wait.

You let 'em have their say.

I was there, ma'am. They hit the station and would have gotten away clean

if your husband's horse hadn't've fallen.

No, you can't believe that, Amelia.

Give me the gun.

When we found him there was no buckshot in him, ma'am,

just three bullet holes in his back.

They're lying, Amelia. Can't you tell? They're lying.

Now, come on, give me the gun.

I can prove it.

If it had happened the way Jeremiah said,

your husband wouldn't have been alive long enough

to tell me about Jeremiah's next job,

Or how he used to put a rose in your hair every morning before breakfast.

You like them kids, Amelia?

I like them, too.

Now, don't make me have Donner go in there and take care of them.

Give me that gun.

You oughta take care of 'em, Beau.

Better get him out of the way, too. It wouldn't do for the kids to see.

It's hard to believe a man could be so completely bad.

A person believes what they have to, I suppose.

Do you think he meant it? When...

When he asked us to go to his ranch in Mexico?

Would it help if you thought he did?

That place is yours, now.

A legacy, for the children.

You earned it.

Why thank you, Mr. Hardie.