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They're probably the last shipment we'll
be getting in from Washington this year.

I could make you a good
price on the barrel, ma'am.

Well, I don't think we could
use the whole barrel, but...

Oh, they're good keepers.

I think, um...

- Hi.
- And they're so tasty.

Maybe if you just want
a bushel or two, lady.

Hi.

Oh, no, thanks.

I don't even like apples.

How about a bushel
of rubies, then, huh?

You haven't changed a bit.

You have. You're prettier.

- I knew it...
- I walked out of...

I knew it was you the
minute I heard your voice.

I knew it was you
from across the street.

The way you tilt your head.

What are you doing in town?
How long you been here?

Two days. I'm
going to live here.

It's been a long time.

It's been a long time.

I've thought about
you a lot and...

Be silly to say I haven't.

Just wondered
what you were doing.

'Cause I figured you'd be
married and settled down by now.

- Are you married?
- No. No, same old bachelor.

It's good to see you.

- Come on.
- Well...

Let's go have a cup of coffee and
sit and talk for about 10 or 12 hours.

I can't, Joe.

I'm sorry, but I can't, not now.

Why not?

It's so good to see you.

Bye.

Em?

You're home early.

Hey. Hey, now,
what's the trouble?

Wade...

We can't stay in Virginia City.

- There you are, Marshal.
- Thank you.

Sheriff Coffee said that
you could have the office

and any help I could give you.

That's very kind of him.

I got a couple of things to
take care of down the street.

- See you later, Cliff.
- Ben, Hoss.

- See you later.
- Candy.

- Hello, Joe.
- Hi, Cliff.

Oh, Marshal, my son,
Joseph. Marshal Calhune.

- Marshal, how are you?
- Joe.

Now, what's said here is not to
be repeated outside of this office.

- Is that understood?
- Mm-hm.

It concerns a currency
shipment, $90,000,

from the mint in San Francisco
to the Virginia City Bank.

Now, word might have
leaked out about this,

so we're taking some
unusual precautions,

using an ordinary buckboard
with two men, driver and a guard.

If you'll look at
the map here...

They'll be leaving
Truckee from the south,

and, with your
permission, turn here,

take that private road of yours
all the way across the Ponderosa,

and come into Virginia
City from the west.

Long way round, huh?

Well, since we know
that road pretty well,

why don't we have Hoss
and Joe and Candy patrol it,

make sure there are
no strangers around?

Thank you. That
was my next request.

And my deputy, Wade
McPhail, to make the final sweep.

Well, we'll be
waiting. Anything else?

- That's it.
- Fine.

Let's go, boys.

- Mr. Cartwright.
- You coming, Joe?

- I appreciate it.
- Yeah.

Anything we can
do, you know that.

What's the matter
with you anyhow?

Nothing. Nothing. I'm fine.

- He does look a little dazed.
- Yeah.

What's the matter? You
get kicked by a mule, buddy?

No, I didn't get
kicked by a mule.

- Guess who I just saw.
- Who?

Emily Anderson.

Here, in Virginia City?

20 minutes ago, in
front of the Mercantile.

Did I hear you say
Emily Anderson?

Yeah. She's in town.
She's gonna live here.

Hmm.

I'll tell you about it
on the way home.

Uh, who's Emily Anderson?

A gal that Joe met down in
Monterey about four or five years ago.

He was gonna marry her.

Pa wrote a letter inviting
she and her family up.

Letter came back unopened. He
ain't never heard from her since.

What's his name?

- That won't add anything.
- Now, you let me be the judge of that.

What's his name?

Joe Cartwright.

Cartwright? The Cartwrights
are pretty important people.

I guess they are.

Knowing somebody like that,
how come you married me?

Because I wanted to marry you.

Please, Wade, believe me,
that's why I wanna get away.

Oh, uh... I believe you.

Look... we're in a new
town. I've got a new job.

Deputy marshal in charge
of the new Virginia City office.

You meet Joe
Cartwright on the street

and you want me to give up something
I've been working for nine years to get?

Yes. Because I love you. Because I don't
want anything to happen to our marriage.

Well, what's going to happen?

Now, he's not gonna bother you. I
guarantee you he's not gonna bother you.

- Oh, Wade, it's not that.
- Well, what is it?

Well, come on, Em, speak to me.

I'm not sure how
I feel about him.

The fire never went out.

You're still in love with him.

No, I... I didn't say that. I...

Wade, now, listen to me.

I'm not sure how I feel.

There's still some fire left.

- You're still in love with him.
- Wade...

Now, listen. I'm not sure.

If Joe Cartwright and I
see each other, well...

Now, that's the truth,
and that's a fair warning.

And that's why I wanna leave.

Please, Wade.

A man walks by and
we pick up and run?

No, Em. We're
staying right here.

Are you so sure of me?

If Joe Cartwright can take you away
from me, then our marriage isn't much.

We better find out.

You might start by
putting things away,

so this place looks less like a
freight shed and more like a home.

I'll be back around midnight.

The burial chamber is located
in the center of the Great Pyramid

and it is here that the
mummy of the Pharaoh Khufu,

or, as the Greeks
called him, Cheops,

was laid to rest with all the
treasure and plunder of his reign.

I visited the chamber, that dark,
oppressive room, lit only by torches,

long since looted
of all its wealth,

weighed down by tons of masonry.

May I have the
next slide, please?

One of the women of Cairo.

They always go about
in public totally veiled.

If I had so much as caught
a glimpse of her face,

it would have
meant instant death.

I've got to stop a
few minutes, Doctor.

We have to pause,
ladies and gentlemen,

to make some adjustment
in the mechanism.

Would someone turn on
the house lights, please?

Can you imagine that, piling up
all them rocks just to bury yourself?

Really something.

I'll be back in a minute.

Don't run this time.

It's the farthest
thing from my mind.

Emily.

Oh, Emily, I wrote you so many
times. I didn't get any answers.

Were the letters returned?

Yes. I wrote the Parkers, the
people I stayed with in Monterey.

They said you'd gone.
They didn't know where.

San Francisco.

Oh, Joe, it was my father.

He didn't mind you
squiring me around...

dances, the picnics,
riding together.

Oh, Joe, that was the most
wonderful time of my life.

Oh, it was mine too.

It was mine too.

You know the last
night, before you left,

when you brought up
the subject of marriage?

Well, he moved
us inside of a week.

He said you were
too impulsive, too wild.

I tried to sneak you a
letter, but he burned it.

I even tried to run away,
and he locked me in my room.

Oh, Emily, I don't care.

I don't care. All I know is that I
have you now and I'm holding you.

Oh, Joe.

Oh, I had to see you tonight.

And in the spring,

this great temple is
almost totally submerged

by the floodwaters of the Nile.

- In fact, here you see a native boat...
- Where's Joe?

- Shh.
- Moored in the very gateway

of the same temple you just saw.

I love you.

Come on.

One of the greatest edifices
ever erected in the history of man.

Fight! Fight! Fight!

Joe Cartwright's having a fight
with some fella out here in the street!

Uh-oh. Uh.

Put it down.

McPhail, go down to
the office and wait for me.

Now, wait a minute.

I wanna find out
what this is all about.

I'll tell you what
this is all about.

That's my wife.

The marshal says I'm a fool to get
in a street fight and lose my dignity,

but he's gonna keep me on.

Thanks a lot, Em.

Don't call me
that. I despise it.

Oh, I'm sorry. Emily.

You shamed me tonight.
You shamed yourself.

It wasn't my fault.

- You wouldn't listen to me.
- Oh.

Well, it's not gonna
happen again.

You know, your father told
me, he said that what you need

is a rough bit in the mouth
and a strong hand on the reins,

and from now on that's
what you're gonna get.

Put on your ring.

Did you hear me?

Where is it?

Now, this says you're
mine and it stays right there.

You leave it there.

You're hurting me.

Behave like a wife
should and I won't have to.

Now, get in.

Joe!

Joe, please don't be angry.

- What are you doing out here?
- I had to come... to apologize.

Joe, I'm sorry that I didn't
tell you I was married.

Oh, that's all right. Anybody else in
your family you haven't told me about?

- No.
- No children? Nothing?

No, and you are angry,
and I can't blame you.

You should have told me, Emily.

Joe, if I told you, would you
have held me in your arms?

And would you have told
me that you still love me?

No.

Well, that's why.

Joe. Joe, I had to know.

I know that... that I love you.

All right, it's been said. I don't think
either one of us is the better for it.

Joe, wait.

We've got nothing
to talk about, Emily.

You're married. Your husband
made that very clear the other night.

Joe, do you think my marriage
was made in heaven? It wasn't.

It was made by signing a county
register with my father at my elbow.

It was made by a little man

droning words that I was
just too tired to care about.

Don't you understand why I had to
talk to you? Don't... Don't you see?

- All I see is that you're married.
- Joe...

Joe, we can get it
back. We deserve it.

Joe, let's... let's go
away. Anywhere you say.

- Just like that, huh?
- This very instant.

I've as much as told Wade
that... that there's nothing left,

and what I haven't
said he must know.

Joe, marriage is in
the heart, true marriage,

and... and you're in my heart.

And I don't think you can look at
me and say that I'm not in yours.

No, Emily, you're there.

Which way do we go, darling?

North? South?

We go in opposite
directions, Emily.

Go home to your husband.

Joe...

You take it easy. I'll
get you some help.

- Where'd the shots come from?
- Up ahead. Come on.

Throw down your
guns, both of you.

- That's my brother.
- I know that.

But I don't know you that
well, and I'm a careful man.

Now, go ahead and help him.

He alive?

Yeah, but barely. He's hurt bad.

I gotta get him to a
doctor and in a hurry.

We will.

It occurs to me you're an awful long
way from where you're supposed to be.

So was Joe Cartwright.

And so was this.

He hasn't moved or said a word.

That's understandable.

Shock, heavy loss of blood.

That long rough
ride in the buckboard.

I'll stay with him tonight.

Thank you, Doctor.

He's young and healthy, Ben.

Rest is what he needs now.

And what I need is
coffee and a sandwich.

Yeah.

Oh, hi, Deputy. Come in.

- How's your brother?
- He's resting, Marshal.

And will be for some time.

Did he say anything?

Well, he... he was unconscious and
has been all along, hasn't said a word.

Well, I'm sorry to hear that.
But he will make it, won't he?

I'm sure he will.

- Well, how soon can I talk to him?
- Tomorrow maybe.

More probably the day after.

- That long?
- Not even then if he develops a fever.

Well, I'm sure
he'll be all right.

I just wanna get the
doctor some food, huh?

You two saw the buckboard?

That's right.

Candy and I rode out early,

went along either side of the road
to make sure there was no ambush.

We rode all the way from
the Grove to Center Road.

When we saw the
buckboard coming, we...

we got a way back up off the road
in case they might be a little nervous.

We saw 'em both. They waved to
us. They were all right at that time.

Joe was... oh, 10,
20 minutes behind us.

And your deputy was supposed to
be the same distance behind him.

Well, then, if you rode
all the way from the Grove,

you went past the
place where it happened.

That's right. Right by it.

As a matter of fact, we... we
flushed a... a flock of crows

right there on that
spot, didn't we?

If there'd have been anybody around
there, the crows would have been gone.

Matches what I found out there.

Tracks left by a wagon, a
team and four different riders,

you, Hoss,

your brother and my deputy.

Nobody else.

Kind of narrows it down to two
suspects, my deputy and Joe Cartwright.

Well, I know Joe Cartwright, and I
don't know your deputy, so I vote for him.

With me, it's the other way
around. I don't know Joe Cartwright.

I do know Wade McPhail.

He's worn that badge and
worked for me for nine years.

Nine years of excellent record.

Marshal, your Deputy
McPhail was... four or five miles

from where he was
supposed to have been.

Tell them what you told me.

The buckboard was late.

That's right. It was.

I figured something went
wrong and I went to find out.

McPhail, wait for me outside.
I'll be with you in a minute.

Marshal, I don't know
whether your deputy

shot that driver
and the guard or not,

but I do know that he tried to shoot
Joe Cartwright in the street last night.

We've heard his story. We
haven't heard Joe Cartwright's yet.

And in case you're wondering,

I don't believe anything
until it's been proven.

I'll keep an eye
on both of them.

Hello, Wade.

Evening, Em.

Uh, excuse me. Emily.

Oh, Wade, that's all right.

There's mail on the table.

What happened to
all the fire and fury?

Storm's blown over.

Well, it was a pretty
fair gale while it lasted.

He's a good-looking
fella, that young Cartwright.

Of course, he's not exactly seven
feet tall like you led me to believe.

I don't think he'd light up
a room just by walking in.

Wade... please
don't make fun of him.

Pot roast?

And brown gravy.

It's my favorite meal.

I know.

So, we're gonna pick up the
pieces and put 'em back together

and start all over again, huh?

I'd like to.

Wade, I think we can.

Maybe you're right.

I thought you'd have
more done by now.

Oh, I should have.

- I went out.
- Mmm.

- Shopping in town?
- Yes.

What'd you buy?

Oh, I was looking for some
material for those curtains upstairs,

but I couldn't
find a thing I liked.

Wanna try that again?

Wade, don't play cat
and mouse with me.

It's part of my trade.

Only works when the
mouse has something to hide.

I saw you with him.

You followed me?

Duty took me out that way.

Sit down.

- I'll have to take off the roast.
- No, the pot roast can wait.

Sit down.

I don't... quite know
what to do with you.

I could throw you and
your clothes out in the road.

You've given me cause enough,
encouraging another man.

No, I didn't encourage him.

- Well, you certainly did last night.
- But not today.

He asked... told me to meet him.

Did he?

- Yes.
- I forbade it.

And he just crooks his finger and
you go scooting off to meet him.

He said if I didn't, he'd make
trouble for you after last night.

He threatened me?

Well, not in so many words,
but it was plain enough.

I went because I was
afraid for you, Wade.

They're such a powerful family.

Yes, I'm beginning
to learn that.

If he'd come here, I could
have told him right then

that I didn't wanna
see him again.

But it was a note pushed under the
door. I didn't even see who brought it.

Signed by him?

Well, of course.

Oh, I should have
known you'd wanna see it.

I burned it.

I was ashamed.

Well, that helps... a little.

What did he wanna see you about?

He wanted me to
go away with him.

But I told him no, and
that was the end of it.

- Did he say when?
- Right then.

Did he say where?

South. New Orleans.

Just that far? New Orleans?

I didn't really listen.

South America.

Family like his, scandal
and all, that's what I'd do.

Well, he did say
something about a ship.

Go on.

A fine house, servants.

High living costs
a lot of money.

Even rich men don't have
that much cash in their pockets.

Did he show you the money?

Wade, I told him I
wouldn't go away with him.

I have to know. Did he have the
money? Did he say he could get it?

- What difference could it make?
- Tell me!

He said there'd
be lots of money.

Would be. Would be. You're sure?

Yes. How many times
do I have to tell you?

Once more, and not just to me.

Go and take the supper off
the stove and get your shawl.

How long after you left
Joe did you hear the shots?

Oh, uh... it was a long time.

Did you give any
thought to them?

No, I just supposed it
was somebody hunting.

Emily, I know this has been very
unpleasant and embarrassing for you.

And for you, Wade.

But what you've told me
could be very important.

There's something going on
that I haven't been told about.

What is it?

You didn't tell her?

Uh... well... well, no.

I... I figured what... what she has to
say would mean more if she didn't know.

I see.

Emily, there was an attempted
robbery on the Ponderosa today.

Two men were killed.

- Joe Cartwright?
- He's seriously wounded.

Unable to talk as yet.

However, the doctor
says he will recover.

Now, you haven't
been under oath here.

Is there anything you'd like to add to
what you've already told me, or change?

- No.
- All right, Emily. Thank you.

You've made my job a lot easier.

Wade, you can take her home.
I'll let you know if I need her again.

Well, come on, Emily. Let's go.

Thanks, Pa.

Did you see who shot you?

No.

All I could see was the...
was the guard and the driver.

I fired the warning shots and...
next thing I knew, I was here.

Two more questions,
Marshal, that's all.

Before the shooting, you
talked to Mrs. McPhail.

What about?

That's personal. It has
nothing to do with the shooting.

It might be helpful
if you did answer.

She, uh...

She wanted to leave her
husband. I talked her out of it.

That's all, Marshal. You
can try again tomorrow.

All right, I'll be
back tomorrow.

And I'll keep coming back until I
know exactly what happened out there.

Cartwright found the
driver and the guard shot,

but Cartwright didn't
see who shot him.

That's right.

And there were no strangers
out there. That's been established.

The driver or the guard
might have shot him.

Or I could have.

You Cartwrights are big people
around here and I'm just a stranger,

and you've got the
hangman's knot all but tied.

That's not true.

Mr. Cartwright, I've
got a question for you.

It... It might throw
some light on this.

Answer it for me, if
you're not afraid to.

You ask it and I'll answer it.

You're rich.

But would your son be able to
lay his hands on enough money

to pay for two people
to go to South America

and keep them living in
style for two or three years?

No.

All right.

Take that with what
my wife told you

and you've got motive
for robbery and murder.

Your wife said she refused
to go with Joe Cartwright.

So she did.

But if a man is foolish enough to think
a married woman might run off with him,

he's a fool enough to think that $90,000
in cold, hard cash might persuade her.

Well... you just think
whatever you wanna think.

Marshal, I'll see you at the
Ponderosa in the morning.

Sit down.

Deputy, could we be
alone for a few minutes?

Certainly, Marshal.

You been wearing that
badge for nine years.

You should know there are
two ways to investigate a crime.

One way, the wrong way,

you keep bending everything you find
to make it fit the way you want it to fit.

Now, that's what you're doing.

Am I?

The other way you
keep an open mind.

You keep digging until you have all of
the evidence from all of the witnesses.

You may not find
what you wanna find...

You're gonna find Joe
Cartwright innocent.

Let's have that badge.

How is he?

Better.

And he's going to be all right?

Yes, he's going to be all right.

I came here, Mrs. McPhail,

because I wanted to find
out why you lied about my son.

- Mr. Cartwright...
- Now, I know Joseph.

Why did you lie?

I didn't say anything
that would hurt him.

Everything you said placed
him under suspicion of murder.

You've painted a picture
of an excited young man,

eager to run off with
another man's wife.

And those who don't know my
son could very easily believe that.

And there are some
who could look at you...

and find you motive enough
for robbery and murder.

Well, I know that's
not a compliment.

No.

I didn't come here to
flatter you, Mrs. McPhail.

I came to find out how long
you're gonna stick to that story.

It's not a story.

You're gonna have
to tell it in court,

under oath, Mrs. McPhail,

with Joseph there, looking
at you, listening to you.

Are you gonna
be able to do that?

Don't badger my
wife, Mr. Cartwright.

All I ask is that
you tell the truth.

I did. I did!

Cartwright.

Not till I tell you.

Calhune took my job, my badge.

No surprise. I knew
it was gonna happen.

Well, I didn't. I'm sorry.

Get out.

I'm sorry for you both.

What's the matter? You
look like you've seen a ghost.

Everybody, the Cartwrights,
the sheriff, the doctor,

- they're all out at the scene of...
- Scene of the shootings? So?

Well, they didn't ask you to go.

I didn't expect them to.

Oh, but they should have.

Unless they were expecting
to find something that...

Did you do it, Wade?

Me?

90,000 in cold cash and the
thought never crossed my mind.

You asked if I did it.

Do you know Joe
Cartwright didn't?

Could you still see him
when you heard those shots?

No!

That's not what you
told me and the marshal.

Another lie, Emily?

I...

Soft ground. A man leaning hard
on that shovel made a good print.

It looks a little big.

May I have the left boot
of one of those other pairs?

Marshal, Mr. Cartwright, my
wife has something to tell you.

I lied.

Joe didn't wanna go away with
me. It was the other way around.

And I could still see him
when I heard the shots.

He couldn't have
killed those men.

Thank you, Mrs. McPhail.

But Wade didn't do it either.

No, we know that.

Joe told us something this
morning that he thought'd be of help.

He told us he'd never been near
that hole that they were digging

to bury the money in.

These are the boots
he was wearing that day.

There were boot
prints all over the place.

I saw them myself.

Yeah, but Joe's boots
didn't fit any of them.

Those do?

These do.

- Who do they belong to?
- They belong to the driver, the guard.

The way it looks, the
driver did the digging,

and my guess is the guard
stood over him with a gun.

Yeah.

Uh...

I know it won't help
much, but I'm... I'm sorry.

I think we're all sorry
for a lot of things.

Wade?

- Yeah?
- I think you'll be needing this.

Time I got my patient
back to the Ponderosa.

I know how you
must feel about me,

so, um, why don't I go on ahead

and I'll be packed and out of the
house by the time you get there.

You're probably
right about how I feel.

But you don't have to go.

Wade...

I do want another chance.

And if you'll give me
another chance, I promise...

No, shh.

No, Emily.

Don't make promises
you can't keep.

All I ask is...
just say you'll try.

Oh, Wade.

I will try.