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Señorita, qué está pasando? Qué está haciendo?

Well, do you wanna press on to San Francisco after we water these horses,

or you wanna take it easy and spend the night?

I think we ought to give the horses a rest.

- Your horse didn't look too tired. - You're forcing me to be honest, Pa.

I'm beat. I don't know how you stay in the saddle that long.

- You mean at my age? - I didn't say that.

Of course you didn't.

Buenos días, amigos. May I take your horses?

Please. Double the grain and bed 'em down for the night, friend.

- Be happy to, amigo. - Where's the coldest beer in town?

Right over there. It's not too cold, but it's the only beer in town.

Thank you.

If we're gonna be good to the horses, might as well be good to the riders.

Here we go. I think that's the best idea you've had all day.

Two cold beers, please.

Señor, the beer is not too cold.

I think two warm beers'll be fine.

Joseph, I notice how easily pleased you are when the service is good.

Mr. Walker wants to sit down.

Whiskey.

Un momento, por favor.

Don't you "just a minute" me. Whiskey, now.

Let the girl go.

What did you say?

I said let the girl go. It's my beer you spilled.

You want a drink, you wait your turn.

I don't think you know who you're talking to, mister.

I know I'm not talking to you.

My name's John Walker.

Fine. Now, let the girl go.

And don't think of siccing Goliath on me.

That'd be a big mistake.

Didn't mean to get pushy, mister.

That's all right. Everybody has a bad day.

Let's go, Garth.

Least I can do is buy you a drink.

- No hard feelings? - No feelings whatever.

Did you see the size of the other fella?

- Mm-hm. - And you were gonna take him on?

If I'd had to.

What do you think would have happened?

I think he'd have kicked the heck out of me.

- I'll go back in and get him. - No.

You mean you're just gonna buy him a drink and forget it?

I didn't just buy him a drink, Garth.

I bought him his last drink.

- Well, you ready to go? - Hmm?

I thought I might stick around here just for a little while, if it's all right.

Yeah, I figured you'd say that.

I'll rustle up a hotel room and get the bath water ready.

Good deal.

Pa!

Get a doctor! Somebody get a doctor!

How bad is it, Doc?

It's bad.

I should get that bullet out,

but he's lost so much blood, I'm afraid to try it now.

I've got the bleeding stopped.

All you can do now is try to keep his fever down.

What if the fever gets worse?

Then we'll have to take a chance and dig for that bullet.

He must be moved.

You know that.

- I know. - What do you mean, moved? Where?

Out of Los Robles.

Look, I don't get it. First you say my father's in bad shape.

And now you say I have to get him out of town. What is this?

If we move him, he'll die.

If we don't move him, he will be killed.

What's this all about?

The man your father killed was John Walker.

My father shot that man in self-defense. You told me you saw it.

I know that. But John Walker is an important man.

He and his son Jed run this town. Jed will never let him leave here alive.

What about the law, the sheriff?

The sheriff of Los Robles is self-appointed.

Look, I don't care. Where is he?

Your father killed him this afternoon.

Well, just don't stand there lookin' like a fool. What is it?

Well, come on, speak up.

- Your... Your father. - What? What does he want now?

Your father's dead. Murdered.

Who killed him?

A stranger. Man named Ben Cartwright.

How?

He bushwhacked your pa.

They had an argument in the saloon and he bushwhacked him.

Your pa hit him.

How bad?

I don't know. I'm not sure.

No matter.

Get my horse.

I'll get the men together.

I didn't ask you to get the men together.

I said saddle my horse.

- Oh, Jed, you... you... you... - Mister!

I'm Mr. Walker now!

I run this ranch now. I run that stinkin' town.

Now, get my horse.

Yes, sir.

Whiskey.

Good whiskey, amigo.

The man that killed my father, where is he?

In the hotel.

Bring him here.

He is hurt very bad.

I do not know if he can move.

Bring him here. Carry him here. Drag him here.

Please, Señor Walker.

You got ten minutes.

I just can't believe a whole town's afraid of one man.

You don't know the man.

And you don't know this town.

People are people. They wanna be free.

It is as easy to get used to slavery as it is to freedom.

If it goes on long enough, it seems natural.

We buy all our supplies from him.

The water. Even the bibles we use in the church.

At whatever price he asks.

- The money we pay is for protection. - Protection from what?

From John Walker.

And now his son. There will be no difference.

How long have they run this town?

They ran it when I got here 15 years ago.

They will always run it. They feel they have the right.

The right to shoot people in the back?

Jed Walker has a lot of power.

He can easily convince himself he is never wrong.

Because no one dares to question him.

Wait. I'll go.

It's all right. It's Ricardo.

Jed Walker, he's in the saloon.

He wants your father.

If I do not bring him in ten minutes, I think he will kill me.

- Is he alone? - I think so. I don't know.

He's a crazy man. Por favor, señor, don't let him kill me.

Keep an eye on my father, Padre.

Let there be no more killings, my son.

Let's go, Ricardo.

- Are you Ben Cartwright? - No, I'm his son.

I told you I wanted Ben Cartwright.

My father's unconscious. You wanna talk, you talk to me.

I didn't come here to talk.

Your old man murdered my father. I want him.

Your father ambushed my pa. He shot him in the back.

- There were witnesses. - That's a lie.

Ask the padre. He saw it.

I told you I didn't come here to talk.

Now, go get your old man.

When that's empty, I'm gonna kill you.

I'm sorry about your father.

Now, go home.

How is he?

No change.

I heard shots. What happened?

Don't worry, Padre. I didn't kill him.

Just convinced him to go home, that's all.

Did you tell him your father fired in self-defense?

I told him, but he didn't feel like believing me.

I knew he wouldn't.

It doesn't matter. It's over now.

I wish I could get his fever down.

- He'll be back. - What?

Jed Walker will be back.

Stop worrying about Jed Walker, Padre. I can take care of him.

He won't come alone this time.

He'll come with his men. Many men.

You made him lose face.

He's going to have to kill you too.

I will pray for your father...

and for you too, my son.

Tell the men to get saddled up. We're going to town.

And get me a fresh horse!

Cartwright! Do you hear me, Cartwright?

Yeah, I can hear you.

I want your father now.

- Well, now I can't hear you. - I got 15 guns out here.

Make it easy on yourself.

Send out the old man, I'll let you live.

You want him, Walker, you come and get him.

There's only two ways to get in this room,

and me and Pa got 'em both covered.

What do you think?

I think if we go in there, we'll lose a lot of men.

Cartwright, I don't want any innocent folks to get hurt,

so I'm gonna give you a chance to think it over.

You got 24 hours to make up your mind.

Save yourself the wait. My mind's made up.

Oh, I'm not finished yet.

If your old man isn't out here in the town square in 24 hours,

I'm gonna start killin' the citizens of Los Robles.

One an hour... until your father comes out.

You think about that.

Oh, the town'll be surrounded, so don't think about tryin' to leave.

Until tomorrow, Mr. Cartwright.

- Who is it? - Padre Javier.

You don't have to say I told you so.

I'm sorry.

So am I.

You have a difficult decision to make.

I don't have any decision to make, Padre.

Many innocent people will die if you don't do what Walker said.

He's not bluffing. He will kill, just as he told you.

Yeah, well, I'm not bluffing either.

The people of this town got themselves into this.

If they want out, they're gonna have to come up with some guts and fight.

They have no guns, and even if they did, they would not fight.

I've got two revolvers and two rifles.

You find me four men that know how to use 'em and we can stop Jed Walker.

I cannot ask my people to kill.

Come on, Padre! Don't give me "the meek shall inherit the earth" stuff.

That's my father lying on that bed over there.

I'm not gonna sacrifice him for a bunch of cowards.

Now, you go tell them that.

- What did he say? - He says he will fight.

Do you understand? He says he will fight.

He can't. What kind of a man is he?

He's a son who's willing to fight for his father.

And he doesn't care whose blood is on his hands?

You don't seem to object to spilling his father's blood.

But that's just one man.

So was Jesus.

Now, who will help?

What does he expect us to do? Walker has so many men, so many guns.

Cartwright has guns. A few.

All he asks is four men.

He thinks he can stop Jed Walker with four men.

He's crazy.

No one has ever stopped the Walkers.

No one has ever tried.

There's no need to try.

- Hmm? - I said there's no need to try.

What do you mean?

I knew what kind of trouble there'd be.

It's the only way.

I left the bullet in Cartwright on purpose.

What are you saying?

There'll be no reason for a son to fight for a dead father.

May God forgive you.

May God forgive all of you.

I thought I could help.

What about the others?

They will do nothing.

I'll say one thing for you, Padre. You sure know your town.

Not as well as I thought.

They will not fight because they know there is no need.

What do you mean, no need?

The doctor.

The doctor left the bullet in your father because he wants him to die.

- Where's the doctor now? - In the saloon.

Maria, you keep putting those cold compresses on my father, all right?

I'll get the doctor.

The town is being watched. You wouldn't have a chance.

Don't you worry, Padre. I'll make it.

Now, you listen to me good, Doc.

We go over to your office and you pick up whatever you need.

Then we go to the hotel.

You make one wrong move and you're gonna be operating on yourself.

You understand me?

All right, let's go.

Well, what do you think of my plan, Garth?

Well, it's a good plan, Mr. Walker. Good plan.

But I still think a couple of sticks of dynamite'd do it.

Oh, you've got a lot to learn about people, Garth. A lot to learn.

Why, the only thing more dangerous than a hero is a dead hero.

I don't get you.

Well, I'm not about to make that kid into a martyr,

'cause martyrs... make heroes out of cowards.

I think he'll break by tomorrow.

And what if he doesn't?

Well, nobody likes to die for somebody they don't know.

By tomorrow we can put that dynamite

in the hands of any one of the fine citizens of Los Robles

and they'll throw it for us.

Do you approve of my plan now, Garth?

You know, you're John Walker's son, all right.

Why, thank you, Garth.

Let's drink a toast to the... fine citizens of Los Robles.

- You ready? - I'm ready.

Well, just so you'll do your best...

if my father dies, so do you.

You're a good man, Joseph.

Don't let hatred destroy your soul.

You worry about saving my soul, Padre. I'll worry about saving my father.

Keep the ether ready in case he comes to.

We won't know for a while.

I tried not to damage too much tissue probing for the bullet.

What are his chances?

I think his chances are good.

I'm not much of a human being, but I'm a good doctor.

Padre, you said some of those men over there might fight if they had a reason.

Yes, I think so.

I want you to go to the saloon

and tell them the doc worked on my father and he's fine.

Shouldn't we wait?

We can't wait. It's 1:15 right now.

If we're gonna hit 'em, we're gonna have to do it while it's still dark.

- All right. I'll do my best. - Good.

Now, if it works out, tell them to come in the back way one at a time.

I don't want any of Walker's men to know what's going on.

If something should happen, the doctor...

Don't you worry, Padre. I'm not gonna hurt the doc.

Good luck.

The padre's been gone about an hour.

What will you do if the men will not help?

I don't know.

I thought I knew this morning, but I'm not so sure now.

You would not let them take your father.

No.

No, it's the others.

They're cowards.

Even my father's a coward.

And I hate him for it.

Well, don't.

The only difference between a coward and a brave man

is a brave man has something to fight for.

Don't worry. None of your people will die tomorrow.

You should go on back home. Your father'll be worried about you.

Buena suerte.

I cannot argue with you anymore!

There is no time!

If you want to save yourselves, you must make a decision now.

You cannot be sure that Cartwright will live,

or that Walker will kill any of us.

I think if we help Walker, he will let us all live.

You'd hold hands with the devil to save your own lives.

That young Cartwright would have us all die for him.

No, he would not.

He will die tomorrow,

but you will all be safe.

You can all go home now and sleep well.

And if you have trouble sleeping,

you can go to confession and heal your guilt.

But only God knows if you speak the truth.

Maria.

Do not tell me you do this because you want me safe.

Why else?

Safe for what?

Safe for fear?

Safe for guilt?

Because we will all share the guilt and we will all share the fear.

And I pray God will not forgive any of us.

Who's with me?

No one else?

All right.

Go out one at a time to the back of the hotel.

I'll meet you there.

Hold it.

Oh, it's you, Padre.

What are you doing wandering around this time of night?

There's a woman inside. She's very old. I've come to give her the last rites.

Ah.

How come you're using the back door?

I was afraid those gunmen out there would see me and try to shoot me.

I didn't think you padres was afraid of dyin'.

Oh, I'm not afraid, my son.

I would just like to delay it as long as possible.

Well, I don't blame you. All right, go ahead.

- Sí. - Padre.

You better get plenty of rest.

You're liable to be very busy tomorrow.

- Come on, let's get a drink. - Yeah.

What happened?

Two of Walker's men stopped me outside.

- Did they see the others come in? - No, I'm sure they did not.

I told a very small lie and they let me pass.

Good.

First I wanna thank you both for coming.

Don't thank me, señor. Thank my daughter, Maria.

She's as persuasive as her mother was.

I just wish there were more of us.

How many men you think Walker left in town?

I looked around this afternoon, and I would guess ten, maybe twelve.

They are all good with guns.

Twelve, huh?

Twelve to three. That's not very good odds.

Make that four.

Thanks, Doc.

But you'll be a lot more help up here.

You said you looked around this afternoon.

Were Walker's men moving around or were they in set positions?

Most of them were in positions.

They're watching all the exits to the village.

Those two men I met downstairs appeared to be on patrol.

They were heading for the saloon.

Hey, Doc, you got a pencil and paper?

Sure. How else could I leave you a bill?

Sanchez, I want you to show us as close as you can remember

the spots that Walker's men are in.

Sí, amigo.

This is the plaza.

And there's the saloon here.

There are two here...

Hey, Señorita, more whiskey, huh?

Hey!

She's sure a good-lookin' woman, huh?

It's too bad she might get killed tomorrow.

Yeah, well, that'd be an awful waste if she did.

Yeah.

Where's all the men tonight? Hiding in the church?

I do not know, señor.

Well, won't do 'em good anyway.

Jed Walker ain't on religion.

You know, if you was to be nice to us,

we might talk the boss into lettin' you go.

You know?

Please don't!

She's gonna have to be a lot friendlier than that with us, Charlie, right?

That's right. She better get friendly. She better get friendly.

Loosen up.

We might be the only men left around here tomorrow.

It is not that I do not like you, señor,

but what if someone should come in?

I'll tell 'em to get out.

It would be easier and more comfortable, señor, in the back, hmm?

Yes, ma'am.

I'll see you in a little while, Charlie.

Señor Charlie, it is a shame that you sit there alone.

Why don't you come back here?

All right, honey, your Charlie's comin'.

Check the street.

Make sure he's tied up good.

This one won't move a muscle.

Maria, get me something to gag these two, will you?

- To what? - To...

To tie around their mouths, keep 'em quiet.

Sí.

- It's all quiet out on the street. - Good.

This one, he'll be out for a long time.

Yeah, that was my Sunday punch. No offense, Padre.

Yeah, that's fine.

Sanchez.

All right, two down and ten to go. Let's move.

- Who's there? - It's me, Padre Javier.

I thought I would bring you some hot coffee.

The night is cold.

That's mighty friendly of you, Father. How come you're bein' so nice?

Well, we priests were put on earth to serve all men.

You wouldn't be trying to save our souls, now, would you, Padre?

It would be a challenge.

You better be satisfied with warmin' our stomachs with some of that coffee.

Of course.

Oh!

Forgive me.

The men are ready.

Oh, good.

- Garth? - Yes, sir?

You've been with the family for a long time, haven't you?

- Yes, sir. - How long?

- About 12 years. - Ah.

And in all that time you've always been loyal to my father?

Yes, sir.

You never lied to him, did you?

No, sir.

Then why did you lie to me?

I don't know what you mean.

You know very well what I mean.

Nobody bushwhacked my pa, did they, Garth?

Answer me, Garth! Answer me!

No, sir.

My father shot Cartwright in the back, just the way his son said, didn't he?

Well, they had an argument in the saloon.

Didn't he? My father shot him in the back.

Yes, sir.

You'll never lie to me again, will you, Garth?

No, sir.

Good.

Who should know my father better than I?

I'm my father's son.

I'm glad we had this little conversation.

Now we understand each other.

Do you have the dynamite?

Enough to blow up half of Los Robles.

Well, then, let's see who kills the Cartwrights.

He's coming to.

Joseph?

- Joseph? Joe? - I'm right... I'm right here, Pa.

Take it easy.

Take it easy. You're gonna be all right.

Guess we should have passed up this place, huh?

Yeah, I guess we should have.

How bad is it?

It was pretty bad for a while, but you're gonna be fine.

You had a good doctor.

It is time, my son.

Pa, I'm gonna be gone for a little while. You just rest.

- Where are you...? - No, just take it easy.

I'll be right back.

You're gonna be fine.

All right, let's go, Doc.

Padre, keep an eye on my father, will you?

24 hours are up, Cartwright.

- Where's your father? - He decided to sleep late.

Your funny mouth's gonna get a lot of people killed.

You don't scare anybody anymore, Walker.

There's been enough killing. Drop your guns.

You're not only dumb, Cartwright, you're blind.

I got guns all over this town. Look around you.

I think you ought to look around. Go on, look.

There's a man behind every door and every window.

You don't run this town anymore, Walker. It belongs to the people again.

The people?

I am the people.

Now, listen to me, all of you!

Come on, throw down your guns and come on out. I'll let you live.

You hear me?

This is Jed Walker talkin' to you.

I own you!

Drop your guns.

You coward.

You're all cowards!

You're alone now, Walker. Drop it.

- Go on, drop it. - Joe.

Cartwright!

He heard. I could not stop him.

Joe. Joe, you all right?

I'm fine, Pa. Everything's fine.

Garth, tell 'em this is still my town.

It's my town, Garth.

I'm Jed Walker. This has always been a Walker town!

Do you hear me? Do you hear me?

This is a Walker town!

I own you! I own you!

Just take it slow.

You be sure and try not to rush things, Mr. Cartwright.

You've got a lot of stitches in you.

Yeah, well, I'll... I'll... I'll take care of myself.

And I'm quite sure that my young son here'll baby me till I'm sick of it.

- Doc. - Joe, good luck, and thanks.

- Why are you thanking me? - For making me feel like a man again.

Take care, Doc.

- Bye, then. - Gracias.

- Buena suerte. - Buena suerte.

It will be a long time before Jed Walker gets out of prison.

He'll think twice about coming back to Los Robles.

Gracias, amigo.

Maria.

Thank you.

Go with God, my son.

Let's go home.

Hasta luego!