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Folks, may I have
your attention, please.

I'm gonna ask you just
one time to break this up

and go about your business.

We're not putting on
an entertainment here.

Aw, bring Bristol
Toby out, Sheriff.

Let's have a look at the killer.

Banty Williams, now look here.

This man is not a killer
until he's been convicted,

and this trial has only started.

Judge and jury gone to lunch.

Come on, fetch him out!
We'll help you walk him to jail.

Give them wings, Sheriff,

and they'll make a fine
bunch of vultures, won't they?

And if we take you to jail,
we'd just be leading the parade.

Gibson, better put him in
the cell in the basement.

I'll have some food sent in.

Here you are, Mr. Cartwright.
Volume One, Yankee Meadows.

Thank you, Callie.
Just what I need.

This courthouse is built
over the Golconda Mine.

I sure hope they don't intend
to do much blasting below us.

I thought they weren't supposed
to blast near the surface.

They're not. It's just a
bigger one than usual.

Well, thank you, Callie.

- I'm glad that's over.
- Yeah.

Callie! Happy birthday,
darling. And a surprise.

A picnic basket prepared
by the chef at Nevada Club.

Chicken and wine.

And I've... I've made a special
reservation for the willow grove,

back of the opera house.

Oh, I'm delighted, but I thought
you had to be on the witness stand.

I was, but I've been dismissed.

Oh, Mr. Cartwright,
Jonathan Pike, my fiancé.

- Yes, of course.
- We've met before.

- Yes, we have. How are you?
- Well, I'm not at my best.

It's not very
pleasant to sit there

knowing that your testimony's
gonna put a rope around a man's neck.

Even though it's
richly deserved.

Well, it's nice
to see you again.

Johnny, Bristol Toby
did kill Mr. Wilderson.

Yes, I know, but
it's... it's all over now,

and I can think of better
things to talk about.

Mr. Cartwright,
will you be all right?

Yes, I'm fine, thank you.

- What's he doing here?
- Putting him in that cell there, sir.

- Come on, step lively.
- Liar!

- Mr. Cartwright, help me!
- Liar! They haven't hung me yet!

Johnny, did he hurt you?

- No, he didn't touch me.
- Oh!

Thanks, Mr. Cartwright.

Now, if you'll behave, I'll take
those cuffs off so you can eat.

Take cover!

Mine collapse wrecked the
courthouse! The whole thing's caving in!

Why?

The Sheriff!

Folks, we've had an explosion.

We don't know the extent of
the damage, but it is dangerous.

Now, I'm gonna ask
you all to back off of this.

Come on, please.
It's for your own good.

Are you all right?

No way out. There's no way out!

Come on, give me a
hand here, will you?

Callie, you stay right there.

- Come on, get this up. Come on.
- Is he dead?

Lift this up. He's bad
hurt. Come on, now.

Let me out and
I'll give you a hand.

You're not gonna make it. I
know what to do. Let me out!

- Wait! You're gonna let him out?
- Get off! Shut up.

You can't, Mr. Cartwright!
He's a murderer.

Mr. Cartwright, you're
making a mistake!

Come on!

I need something for a lever.

Should have thought of that
myself. Get it under there.

You would have done if you'd
have been underground for ten years.

- All right.
- Peacock, put your weight on this.

Come on, put your weight on it!

All right. Now... push!

Get down on it. Get down!

Push, Peacock, push!

Lift it!

Push down.

Pull that up. Get his legs out.

Push his legs out to the
side. I can't move right here.

Keep it there, Peacock.
Keep it there. Keep it...

Stand back, folks, please.

Try and give them a little
room. They're coming out.

You OK, sonny?

Mrs. Connors. She was
in the County Clerk's office.

Doc Hill's gonna
take care of the injured

in the saloon
just up the street.

- I think that's the lot.
- Well, did you go into the basement?

- No.
- I know there's my Deputy down there

and his prisoner and the lady
that's taking care of the records.

And whoever else
might be down there.

Get down there and
check, will you, please?

Please stand
back, folks. Please.

Give me a hand, will you?

Yeah, I'll be glad
to give you a hand.

Not you, you're not
in good condition.

All right, walk it right around
and we'll block this porch off.

She's got a broken arm, Doc.

Bring her right over here.

How many more are
trapped down in there?

Oh, I don't know. I heard it
cave in and just started running.

Easy, easy.

Hoss... Hoss Cartwright...

- I gotta tell him.
- Tell him what?

I gotta... talk to him.

You better get Hoss Cartwright

- over here right away.
- Right, Doc.

Get a blanket. In the cell.

Need something to
put under his head.

Oh, good, good.

Are you all tied off?

You know, Roy, those old mine
shafts down there must be caving in.

That whole floor seems
like it's sinking, don't it, Bob?

It's bad.

Bob, go see if you can
find Arch Tremayne.

You know, Golconda
superintendent. Get him over here fast.

He understands about these cave-ins.
We need all the expert help we can get.

- Right.
- Hoss!

Hoss.

Mrs. Connors wants to talk to you. Must
be important. Doc said come right away.

Fine. Something you can do for me. Ride
out and get Candy and Little Joe for me.

Sure, Hoss.

All right, cover up his legs.

Hold that right there.
Hoss, over here.

Help me. Your... your pa.

Yeah, what about him?

- Did you get him out?
- Out of where?

The records vault...

in the basement.

He went down
with Callie McGill...

just before.

Pa and Callie.

Water.

Water.

- Water.
- Oh, there isn't any.

Wait a minute.

There's a bottle in one
of the picnic baskets.

Toby, get that picnic
basket over here.

Right.

It's still whole.
It's a miracle.

- Got a handkerchief?
- No.

Can you get that off?

That food's not your property.

Keep your hands off it.

Ain't the condemned man
entitled to a hearty meal?

Take it easy on it.
We may need it later.

We could be here a long time.

They may never come. Eat up.

Hey, Peacock...

why are you trying so
hard to have me hung?

I told the truth about you.

And you're a liar.

Now, shut up, both of you.

If you say so.

Is it getting hard to breathe
in here, or am I imagining it?

A little.

It'd help if we turned
out some of the lamps.

That's a good idea. Let's put
them all out, all except that one.

The one back there.

The major cave-in's in this stope here
between the 100- and 200-foot level.

It's almost directly
under the courthouse.

Tremayne, what about the basement?
There's four people down there.

There's bound to have been a
lot of slippage in through here.

Those vault walls may have
held, or they may not have.

Any survivors, we won't know till we get
down there, and that's gonna take a while.

Well, why ain't we after them? What
are we doing just standing around here?

I know how you feel, Hoss.

If my pa was down there,
I'd be raising Cain too.

Pa's down there?

Yeah, Pa and three
others are down there.

Well, why ain't you over
there getting them out?

We're going to, Joe. We
gotta go about this careful.

I tell you what I need. I
need five or six good men

to work with me in the courthouse.
The rest of you'd be more help

if you'd help stack that
wreckage out in the street.

Well, you got three right here.

Well, fine. How about
you, Charlie Rutledge?

You bet.

Donegan, I might be able
to use that Irish luck of yours.

And me, Banty
Williams, ready for duty.

Hogan, you'll do.

That oughta be enough
for now. Let's get going.

- Hoss, tell 'em I can help.
- Not now, Banty. You're in no condition.

But I know every
stick and stone in there!

The air's bound to get
a bit stale down here.

Well, they'll have us
out of here in no time.

What if they don't
realize we're alive?

Then they'd have no reason to
hurry and it could take them days.

Callie, they're not gonna assume that
we're dead. They'll get us out of here.

- We can't be sure!
- Callie. Callie.

Callie, darling, don't worry.
What Mr. Cartwright says...

Shh. Listen.

This flue's got to
go up above ground.

- Hey!
- Hey!

Can you hear us?

- Hey!
- Can you hear us?

Hey! Can you hear us?

Hey!

This.

Callie, darling, don't worry.

They can't help but hear that.
We'll be out of here in a few hours.

If nothing stops the clock.

Hoss, I'd just as soon you
didn't work in there anymore.

- Don't know how strong that floor is.
- All right.

Joe!

Joe! Joe! Stop it! Joe!

Stay well clear! We'll
get them out of there!

Do you want to kill your pa?

Listen to me, Joe. Come
away from that stairwell.

We've got to clear this wreckage
out of the center of the room,

otherwise the whole thing's gonna
cave in and kill everybody down there.

Listen to me, all of you.

This wreckage here in the
center of the room is dead weight

hanging over that basement vault.
The support beams may already be gone,

or may just be holding
by a hair's breadth.

We cannot put any more
weight on the center of this room.

We've got to clear out this wreckage
first, then we'll get to the stairwell.

- You all got that?
- What do we do now?

Like I said, clear out the
center of the room first,

then we get to the stairwell.

Now, hop to it, but... walk
like you're walking on eggs.

Joe, the support beams under
this section may be gone, so...

take it easy.

The rest of you men form a chain
and get this wreckage out in the street.

Mr. Cartwright!

Look.

That smoke means the blast
set the timbering afire in the mine.

Better move the
deputy. Give me a hand.

Mr. Cartwright,
leave the blanket.

Easy. Easy.

Pull him, pull him.

Miss Callie, tear that blanket
into strips, that's a good lass.

It might even keep us all from
choking to death on the smoke.

Look, I can finish here.

You'd make a better signal man
than the one we've got. Right?

All right.

That's the last of it.

It's enough. For once,
things have come out even.

Oh! It's so hard to breathe.
Is the air really that bad?

Be easier if you breathe shallow.
Don't try to move too much. All right?

The fools! They
must all be deaf.

- Who is it?
- It's Joe Morrissey.

Come on, let's
get him out of here.

They've found us. Oh, Johnny,
thank heaven they've found us!

Let's see if they know Morse.

Tell them to be careful!

- Johnny, what's he saying?
- I don't know.

Mr. Cartwright,
can you make it out?

In my sailing days, I could make
out the Morse Code pretty good,

but it's too fast for me now.

They're asking how many
of us are alive down here.

Five.

There was only four.

They're all alive.

Smoke.

They gotta have
air... a compressor.

Mrs. Morrissey was out on the
street. We had to tell her, Roy.

- It's gonna be real tough on her.
- Yeah.

Tim Bell, the new County Clerk,
showed up. He's been over to Carson City.

And as near as I can figure out,
that leaves seven people still missing.

We found five of them
that are alive in the vault.

- What about Pa?
- Well, four of them are all right,

one of them's bad hurt.
They didn't say which one.

Sheriff, those people need
air and they need it bad.

We've got to get that compressor
over here from Golconda.

Get the compressor and the
pipe and some line in there.

Since I can't work in the courthouse,
that sounds like a good job for me,

- if somebody'd show me where it is.
- Something else we need, Sheriff.

We need some thin iron rod.
We're gonna have to punch a hole

through that wreckage so we can
get an air line down there to them.

Blacksmith's shop. That's
the best place for that.

- Let's get going.
- Hey, Clem, rustle up a team

and a wagon to
go with Hoss here.

Mr. Cartwright, he's
having trouble breathing.

I don't know whether
it's the air or if he's worse.

Lift his head up. Get one of
those ledgers to put under his head.

It'll be an hour before they
can start to pump any air.

Tell them it's got to be
sooner. We won't last.

The air's not that bad.
It's thick and it stinks,

but I've worked in mines
where it's been worse, Peacock.

- Don't call me Peacock.
- I'll call you anything I like!

I'll tell you something else...

I'm going to make you admit
you lied on the witness stand,

even if I have to tear you limb from
limb! Do you understand me, Peacock?

Don't call me that!

Settle down!

Now settle down, both of you.

The trial will be settled up in
that courtroom, not down here.

- If we get out of it alive.
- We'll get out of here alive.

They're going to have to come down
that stairwell. We're gonna have to clear

the top of that. Come on. See if we can
clear away some of this stuff right here.

They want to punch an air hole.
They're asking if we're willing to risk it.

Yes, yes. Let's get some
cover right over there.

All right, Joe. Go ahead.

Take cover. Come on!

Get some of that stuff out.

Give me that sledge.

Joe!

Tap her light.

OK, Joe, try her again.

Look out, Joe!

Joe!

- Joe, you all right?
- Yeah. I'm all right.

I'll tell you one
thing for sure,

we're never gonna get an air
line down through this mess.

- What do we do now?
- I don't know.

That flue, it may not be
plugged up all the way.

- That seems to be the end of it.
- I hope so.

Not too bad. I've
been in worse cave-ins.

Johnny? He's not here.

Uh, here I am.

- Are you all right?
- Yes.

Where were you?

A piece of the ceiling fell
down and knocked me in there.

Mr. Cartwright told you to take cover
in here. What were you doing in there?

Stop bickering, both of you, will you?
Callie, take care of Gibson, will you?

The rest of you, let's
clear the debris away.

This is miner's work.

You try and it'll all come
down on your heads.

Look, you two stack, and
I'll do the clearing. All right?

All right. Careful. Careful.

Easy.

Here you go.

Hoss, think we'll put the
compressor right over here

and the wagon right next to it.

Let's hurry up. We only got
about a half-hour of daylight left.

Looks pretty good, Hoss.

Yeah. How long it'll be before we
get some air down there to them?

I don't know. I'd say
at least 15, 20 minutes.

I'll leave that one alone, because
it'll bring it all down on top of us.

I have to move it.

I heard you were
a timbering man.

I was a shoring boss.
Best on the Comstock.

Spent three years...

Got it?

I've got it.

Down easy.

Right, right...

It was me that
warned old Wilderson...

that the stopes under us
here were gonna cave in.

You know what thanks
I got? He fired me.

For warning him?

Old Pinch-o-Penny Wilderson?

He didn't want to spend
money on new timbers.

And he didn't want me around
reminding him that he had to put them in.

To hear the Peacock tell it, I
killed Wilderson for firing me.

That's a lie, Mr. Cartwright.

The truth is, I thanked
Wilderson on the spot.

I was tired of...
slaving in a mole hole

and only seeing the
sun one day a week.

I wanted to go back to sea.

I was a sailor, like you. Aye.

A man should be able to
see the sun, Mr. Cartwright.

Ol' Ben Cartwright's
the finest man I ever met.

I... I've been thinking, Hoss,
I can help you get him out.

I know every stick and
stone in the building.

Look, the most help you can be,
Banty, is go somewhere and sleep it off.

No, no, no, no. I mean it, Hoss.
I know every stick and stone.

All right. Get out of the way.

Did you tell the court what
you've been telling me?

As much as they'd let me.

Look, I'm as ugly as
a wagonload full of sin,

and Peacock's as pretty as a 20-dollar
gold piece. Who would you believe?

Jonathan!

- Jonathan!
- That look on his face.

- He scared me.
- Hold it...

right there.

Put that gun down, Jonathan.

He threatened to kill
me. You heard him.

- Put down the gun.
- Johnny, please, no!

- What was that?
- I don't know.

- Let go of it, man! Let go of it!
- Mr. Cartwright...

he threatened me.

Gimme that hose.

Look out, the roof's
caving in! Get under cover!

You, Peacock... You and I
have got something to settle.

- Don't be a fool. Get out of there.
- You keep out of this,

or I'll yank that beam and
bring it all down on top of us.

Come on, get out from
under there! You'll be killed.

Did you hear that, Peacock?
You and me are gonna be killed.

Let me go.

30 seconds and it'll all
come down. 30 seconds.

So if want to die with
a clean conscience,

- now's the time to talk.
- I don't wanna die!

Then talk, straight and fast.

- Let him go!
- You keep out of this!

I know you didn't
kill old Wilderson.

You haven't got the
guts to kill a mouse.

So you lied for the man
that did. Now, who was it?

I... I had to lie. He was
gonna put me in jail.

- Did you hear that, Mr. Cartwright?
- Yes, I heard.

Let's shore up that beam. Come
on, let's push this over there.

Come on out, my dear.

Hoss. Hoss. I'm sober, Hoss.

Look, look, I been soaking
my head under the pump, see?

Yeah. Well, near it, anyhow.

Listen, Tremayne won't listen
to me, but you gotta, Hoss.

I helped build this building.
Every brick and board.

And I helped
build the coal chute

through the alley
wall into the basement.

Oh, Banty, there ain't a coal
chute in all of Virginia City.

Don't be so persnickety. A
coal chute is a coal chute,

even if it's firewood that you
chuck down it for the stoves.

And I'm telling you, we cut
one through the alley wall.

That'd mean it'd go into the basement.
But how come Pa ain't found it?

I ain't sure, but I think
they bricked it over

when they put the
records down there.

Show me.

It's somewhere around here.
It's been a long time, Hoss.

I knew there had to be a thief
in that front office, Mr. Cartwright,

- them rotten timbers I was getting.
- Well, I wasn't the only one.

- Who forced you to steal?
- Tremayne.

He was stealing too.
Wilderson caught him.

So he killed Wilderson.

And then he... he...

forced me to lie to
put the blame on Toby.

Callie...

you must understand.
Please understand.

No. And I realize, Jonathan,

that I have never... known you.

Message for the Sheriff?

Yeah. Worst comes to the worst, I
don't want "murderer" on my tombstone.

- Come on, Doc, hurry up, will you?
- Now, you just take it easy.

Look, I'm not hurt that bad.
Hurry up, I wanna get back there.

Not hurt that bad?

One rib broken and two cracked.

I don't suppose you'd listen to
reason and not go back to work?

That's right, I won't listen
to reason. Just hurry up.

All right. Go back if you have
to. But you be almighty careful.

- I'll keep an eye on him, Doc.
- Come on, let's go.

Wait just a minute, young
fella. You're not going any place

till I've had a chance
to look at that knee.

That's a waste of time. There's
nothing the matter with my knee.

- Sit down.
- Let him look at it.

- Come on.
- Sit down.

All right. I'll be right over.

All right, Doc. Hurry up.
My leg's not hurt that bad.

Well, let's just take a look.

Besides, I was hoping maybe
we could keep Joe here with you.

Oh, come on, Doc.
It didn't work, did it?

Candy... you've seen
that cave-in over there.

- Yeah.
- Well, how much longer

do you think they're
gonna be able to survive?

- We're pumping air in down there now.
- Are you sure it's getting to them?

I just thought it might
be a good idea if...

somebody else found Joe's pa.

Tremayne, we were
just gone a few minutes...

You walked off and left this thing
out of water and let it blow itself up?

All right! How long
will it take to fix it?

If I had the parts,
half the night.

Meantime, those people down there
are gonna run out of air and be dead,

- thanks to you, Mister!
- Well, there's still a chance.

- There's a coal chute to that basement.
- A coal chute in Virginia City?

- Well, I don't believe that.
- I do. We're gonna find it.

Come on, Banty.

- This air's getting thick.
- I know.

I've been asking them how long it's
gonna be, and I'm getting no answer.

He wrecked the compressor,
then he tried to set this place on fire.

- We found it. We found it.
- It's all covered up.

- Pa, are you all right?
- Yeah, fine, fine.

It's a little steep,
but you can make it.

- Callie, come on, get up there.
- No. Gibson first.

We'll get Gibson up
there. Get up there

quickly, now. Tell them
to send down a rope.

Here you go.

- You got her?
- Yeah.

- You all right, ma'am?
- They need a rope.

- That rope. Right there.
- Yeah.

- Got it!
- Jonathan, you next. Get up there.

Come on, lad, do as
you're told. Come on.

Now, up you go. Scramble. Come
on, Peacock. Scramble for your life.

Up you go. There's a lad. Go on.

Easy, easy.

I guess you want
to talk to me, Sheriff?

I certainly do. Come on.

All right, start
pulling up, Hoss.

Easy, fellas, easy.

- Take it easy.
- Easy on him now. He's hurt.

Don't jerk it. Pull it slow.

Got him, Candy?

- Got him?
- Toby, Toby...

You okay?

- You all right, Pa?
- Yeah.

- Joseph!
- Joe!

It must have come as
quite a blow to Callie.

I tell you, her whole
world just fell apart

when Bristol Toby got that
confession out of Jonathan.

But... she was lucky at that.
It's a whole lot better for a gal

to find out about a man

- before she marries him than after.
- Yeah.

That ankle's really
bothering you, isn't it?

I don't even remember twisting
it when I got into that coal chute.

Who's that for?

Just what the doctor ordered,
hot water and Epsom salts.

Well, the doctor may have
ordered it, but I didn't. Wait a minute.

Pa, that's the only way
to treat a sprained ankle,

- hot Epsom salts, water and...
- Wait, wait, wait, wait.

This ankle's not sprained, just twisted,
that's all. It's twisted, not sprained.

Sure. That's why Joe and I had
to carry you from the buggy, right?

You may have had to carry me,
that's true, but it's just a twisted ankle.

- Just because it's twisted doesn't mean...
- Why don't we just take off

the slipper and the sock and we'll
take a look at it. It's not gonna hurt.

- Now, take it easy. Easy.
- I'm gonna go as easy as I can.

For something that
isn't too bad, Pa,

- it sure is hurting.
- Easy. Easy!

I'm doing it as easy as I can.

Wanna take a look at
that? Well, just look at it.

It looks pretty bad, and it's pretty
swollen. Hot water isn't gonna hurt it any.

All right.

Pull that. Pull that
pot right over here.

There you go.

Nice and easy.

It ain't hot, it's boiling!

That's what the doctor said,
as hot as you could stand it.

- I can't stand it.
- It's gonna be fine.

I don't know which is worse...

the cure or the illness.

I know it hurts, but it's
better than being in a cave-in.

At least you won't have
to see that place anymore.

Oh, it's hot!

I was just thinking about that.

You know, I still need
that book of records.

Volume One, Yankee Meadows.

Well, not right away, you're
not, not with this ankle.

Well, that's... that's
what I was thinking.

Since I'm not gonna be able to
walk for the next two or three days...

Yeah, somebody ought to go in
there and get it out of the debris.

Yeah, sure glad you volunteered.

I... I really don't think
the ankle's that bad.

I mean, it's not a
sprain, it's a twist.

It's sprained.

It's a sprain.

It's... It's a sprain.

Yeah, I figured it would be.