All language subtitles for The.Man.from.Laramie.1955.1080p.BluRay.H264.AAC-RARBG

♪♪ [Chorus Vocalizing]

♪ The man from Laramie ♪

♪ Oh, he was friendly ♪

♪ To everyone he met ♪

♪ No one seemed to know ♪

♪ A thing about him ♪

♪ He had ♪

♪ An air of mystery ♪

♪ He was not inclined
to speak his mind ♪

♪ The man from Laramie ♪♪

Hah!

Ho!
Oh. Oh.

We'll make camp here
for the night.

I'd go a couple more
miles before sundown.

We'll camp here.
You're the boss.

Come on, Mr. Lockhart.
Grub time.

All right.
I'll be along.

Standing here thinking about it
won't bring him back.
Nah.

But it reminds me of
what I came here to do.

Hate's unbecoming
in a man like you.

On some men it shows.

Aw, come on, Mr. Lockhart,
let's have some coffee.

All right.
All right, I'll be along.

[Man Whistling]

[Whip Cracks]

Whoa!

Well, here we are.

[Man]
You want something?

I got three wagonloads
of supplies outside
from Laramie.

Laramie?
How you get through?

I guess we were lucky.
Where do you want
them unloaded?

I don't know.

Well, who does?
Where's the boss?

Upstairs.
Oh.

[Knocking On Door]

[Knocking Continues]

Anybody home?

Oh, excuse me, ma'am.
Excuse me.

I'm looking for the owner
of the mercantile.

- I'm the owner.
- Oh, well. I see.

- Well, I have three wagonloads
of supplies for you outside...
- Oh, no.

I was hoping those supplies
would never arrive.

Well, I thought you'd be
anxious to get these goods.
They're paid for.

You seem to need 'em.
I was all sold out and hoping I
could stop being a storekeeper.

Well, sorry to
disappoint you, ma'am.

Where do you want
the supplies unloaded?

- Would you like a cup of tea?
- What?

Oh.

Well, it's a long time
since I've had tea with a lady.

It'd be kind of nice.

Pull up a chair.
Thank you.

What's your name?
Will Lockhart, ma'am.

Mine's Barbara Waggoman.
Do you take sugar?

Mmm, yes,
when I can get it.

You know, I've been in rooms
like this before, but not
in this part of the country.

My father brought these things
from our home in Connecticut.

Oh. A man of very fine
taste, I'd say.

Father had an appreciation
for fine living.

But he wasted it in this store,
emptying flower barrels
and measuring cotton cloth.

I see.
There must be more to life
than emptying barrels of flour.

Yes, I'd say so.

I've wanted to leave Coronado
ever since my father died,

but the stage for
Santa Fe stopped running
because of the Apaches.

Mm-hmm.
Did you have any trouble
getting here?

No, we came
from Laramie.
Oh, is that your home?

No, ma'am.
No, I...

I can't rightly
say any place my home.

But everybody should
have some place to...

to remember and feel like
they belong to.

Well, I...
I always feel I belong
where I am.

Must be wonderful
to feel like that.

Oh, is there any place
around town my men and I
can find rooms?

Right over the café.
Oh. Fine.

Well, I guess I'd
better start unloading
those supplies.

We'll unpack them all
and get them into
the shelves for you.

- Thanks for the tea, Miss Waggoman.
- You're welcome, Mr. Lockhart.

Bye.
Bye.

Sell very many of these
repeating rifles?
No. Too much money.

Where'd you get this one?
Indian traded it
for supplies.

Mm-hmm. I wonder where
an Indian would get
a rifle like this.

He don't say.
I don't ask.

Suppose you come out and
help the fellas unload
this stuff, huh?

They tell me you're
from Snake River.
Yeah.

Well, we expect
an honest deal here.

Just had one.
I hope we get another one.

I do too,
if the work is right.

Pass.
I can't open.

See ya in a minute.

Good evening,
Miss Waggoman.
Good evening, Mr. Lockhart.

It's a nice evening.

You're the only one in town
I know to talk to.

Maybe you can
help me.
How can I help you?

Well, I just hate
to make that trip back
with three empty wagons.

I sort of thought maybe you
could tell me where I could
pick up a load of freight.

There's some
salt lagoons nearby.
Is that so?

They're awful close
to Apache land.

Well, is this salt free
for the taking, you know?
Well, it always has been.

Well, we could harvest it
ourselves then,
couldn't we?

Mr. Lockhart, you were lucky
to get this far without
Indian trouble.

If I were you, I'd
head back to Laramie
while the trail's still clear.

Yeah, guess you're right
about that.

Good night,
Mr. Lockhart.
Good night, Miss Waggoman.

Uh, Miss Waggoman?
Yes?

Uh, that shipment
I delivered to you...
Is everything all right?

- Yes, everything was there.
- Uh-huh.

Well, I just wanted
to make sure.

- Good night again, Mr. Lockhart.
- Good night.

Good night.

Visitors!

Do we fort up or run?

Ah, just keep
diggin' salt.

If they're from town,
they're not Apaches.

Who's running this
bunch of thieves?

These men work for me,
if that's what you mean.
What's your name?

Will Lockhart.
What's your name?

That's the only introduction
you need, mister.
That's mighty fancy. What's it mean?

It means we're Barb riders.
That's Barb salt
you're stealing.

I was told this salt's
free for the taking.
It ain't, not to strangers.

Looks like I was told wrong.
If there's any charge,
I'll pay for it.

You can't buy your way
out of this.

It's only salt the stranger
has taken. It'd be different
if it was cattle.

If we don't teach him
a lesson now, how do we know
what he'd steal next time?

Any man says I'd
rustle cattle is a liar.

No need for that, Charley.
And no need for your gun
either, mister.

Spud, let's see how good
you can use that rope.

Go ahead, Spud!

Hyah! Hyah!

[Panting]

Jerk him down again
if he needs it!

Burn his wagons!
What...

[Shouting, Indistinct]

I think I'll try your new model
gun on your mules. A man
without wagons don't need mules.

You're gonna shoot those mules?
Ha ha!
[Indistinct]

Why, you...
[Gunshot]

[Gunshots]
[Mules Whinnying]

[Gunshots Continue]

- Hold it there!
- [Gunshot]

Come here, boys,
let's finish the mules.
Hold it, Dave!

I don't need any help
to finish this.
Your old man asked you...

to stay out of trouble.
I'm in no trouble,
he is!

Trespassing
and stealing salt!

You burned his wagons
and killed his mules
over a load of salt?

Get out of here!
Give me that gun!

Now, get back
to the ranch!

You're forgetting
your place, Vic.

You only work for my father.
That means you work
for me too.

I don't want to cross you, Dave.
I'm just telling you
for your own good.

Now, take the boys
and get back to the ranch!

Say please.

Please.

You turn up around here
again, you won't need mules
to carry away!

All right, let's go!

Come on!
[Whistles]

I want to thank you,
mister.
This your gun?

Yeah.
I'm sorry about this.

I figure you've kind of had your
belly full of these parts...

and be anxious
to get out of here.

No, I figure this place
owes me something,
and I'm gonna make it pay.

Let me straighten
you out, mister.

We got enough trouble
around here with the Apaches
and young Dave.

Now, don't you go
startin' any.

Well, that's what I owe you,
boys, with a little extra,
to get you back to Laramie.

Good luck to you.

Thank you.
Good seein' you, Lockhart.

So long.
So long.

Well it looks like the end
of our freight line,
doesn't it, Charley?

Here you are.
How about you,
Mr. Lockhart?

You headin' back
to Fort Laramie?

Fort Laramie?
Ain't that where
you come from?

I come from Laramie.
I didn't say anything
about a fort.

I figured you
were an army man.

No, I'm headin'
back to town.

I like workin'
for you, Mr. Lockhart.
I sort of hate to leave you.

Well, maybe this won't be
the kind of work you like.

If it's got anything to do with
who's selling...

repeating rifles
to the Apaches,
I'd like to help.

I've got a personal stake in
finding this man, Charley.
What's yours?

I've always been
a nosy man.

While you're going into town,
maybe I'll head up north
and poke my big nose around.

Up north?
That's Apache land up there.

In my case,
that's not so dangerous.
My mother was one.

I've got a lot of
relatives up there.

I might pick up
a little information.

What are you sticking your
neck out for, Charley?

I'm a lonely man, Mr. Lockhart.
So are you.

I don't suppose we spoke
ten words coming down here.

But I feel that I know you,
and I like what I know.

All right, Charley.

All right.
Come on, I'll help you
up on that mule.

Sure.

[Grunts]
There we go.

See ya.
Seeing ya.

[Dogs Barking In Distance]

Why, Mr. Lockhart.
Good evening.

Thought you'd gone back
to Laramie.

Well, I had a little mix-up
with some gentlemen
from the Barb Ranch.

They accused me
of trespassing.
Trespassing?

Just who does own
those salt lagoons,
anyway?

I suppose they are
part of the Barb,

but nobody's ever made
a point of it before.
Uh-huh.

Well, they sure made
a point of it this afternoon.

They burned my wagons
and shot my mules.

They seemed to know exactly
where to find me too.

There's no reason you should
blame me for what happened.
I warned you about the lagoons.

You warned me about the Apache.
You didn't mention the Barb.

The fellow that seemed
to cause most of the trouble
was named Dave.

Do you happen
to know him?
He's my cousin.

Your cousin?

Oh. Some cousin.
You don't choose
your relatives.

This is the most unfriendly
country I've ever been in.
Why is everybody so touchy?

It's a one-man country,
and Alec Waggoman's the man.

Well, I think I've
got to meet that man.

If you stay, you will.

Well, I'm figurin' on
staying around for a while.

Something bothering you,
Mr. Lockhart?
Yes, a lot of things.

Can I help you?

Well, you have.

Why, just standing here
looking at you makes me
feel easier.

You're a bachelor,
aren't you, Mr. Lockhart?

How'd you know that?

Only a lonely man
could find pleasure...

watching a woman
unpack bolts of cotton.

Well, it's not so much
what you're doing, it's just
you're mighty nice to look at.

I'm not even pretty.

Oh, I suppose
I've seen prettier girls
in dance halls, but...

you're sort of...
beautiful, I'd say.

Well, that's the nicest thing
anybody's ever said to me.

And a stranger had to come
all the way from Laramie
to say it.

Well, I wish that
was my only reason
for being in Coronado.

- Well, good night,
Miss Waggoman.
- Good night, Mr. Lockhart.

[Men Whooping, Whistling]

[Lowing]

Dave!

[Horse Whinnies]

Aaah!

I told you not to
start anything.
[Grunts]

[Whinnies]

[Gunshot]

Let it alone, Davey boy,
or I'll clip off a thumb!

[Men Grunting]

[Grunts]

[Cattle Lowing Loudly]

[Grunts]

[Blows Landing]

Hold it, Vic!

I'm Alec Waggoman
of the Barb.

What's the reason
for this?
Ask your son!

- I'm asking you.
- All right, go out
to the salt lagoons.

You'll find twelve dead mules
and three burned wagons.
They belonged to me.

- Nobody asked you to come here.
- Well, I'm here, Mr. Waggoman.

I'm gonna stay here,
and this town better get used to the idea.

Who are you?
Oh, no one
you ever heard of.

- Well, what do you want
in this town?
- That's the big question, huh?

- You don't ask it very friendly.
- I don't have to.

I own this town.
I own as far as you can ride
in any direction for three days.

Yeah, so I hear.
Apache land's just less than
one day's ride from here.

- You own that too?
- I have no quarrel with the Apache.

It's dirt farmers and
fence raisers I'm keeping out.
Now, which are you?

Neither!
Then what are you?

- I come from Laramie.
- Well, you better keep
travelin', stranger.

You stop in at the Barb
in the morning and I'll
pay you for what you lost.

I see you've already
collected interest.

Vic, get Dave and the boys
back to the ranch without
any more trouble.

And any of you who can't
go peacefully is fired.
Come on.

Dave got just what you
should have given him
a long time ago, Alec!

Ma'am, I'd like to thank you
for what you did over there.
Why do you think I did it?

Well, I'd say you have
a fair sense of justice.

This is the only
sense of justice
folks respect around here.

Hop in and ride out
to my ranch with me,
mister.

Well, I appreciate
the hospitality, ma'am.
I have some rooms in the hotel.

Oh, don't argue.
I want to talk to you.
Get in.

We'll pick up your horse.

This isn't exactly a horse
I've got here, you know.
[Chuckling]

Mr. Lockhart?
Yeah?

I don't think you oughta go
with that Canaday woman.
Is that so?

The Waggomans
won't like it.

I kinda figured
they wouldn't.

[Braying]

All right.
Come on.

Why did you fight Lockhart?
It wasn't your quarrel, Vic.

Alec was watching.
I had to stand up for Dave.

You act like Alec
was your own father
instead of your boss.

He's using you just like
he used my father.

When he no longer needs you,
he'll drop you like
an ordinary cowhand.

[Chuckles]
Alec wouldn't do that to me.

He knows if Dave were on his
own, the Barb would fall apart.
Does Dave know that?

Alec won't be
around forever.
Then where will you be?

Alec and me
talked that over.

When his time comes,
he's leaving the Barb to Dave and me.

That's the same promise
he made my father.

If he broke his word with his
own brother, what can you,
a stranger, expect?

Your father was an easy man.
I'm not.

No one's breaking
his word with me.

This is no place
for us, Vic.

I want to leave, and I
want you to leave with me.
Where can we go?

Anywhere.
That's the same
as nowhere.

Look, Barbara, we've been
all over this before.

Here in Coronado
we got something.

Anywhere else we go, we're...
we're just a couple
of nobodies.

You keep saying
we've got nothing if we leave.

If we have each other,
doesn't that mean anything?

I love you, Barbara.
You know that.

But I worked my whole life
for the Barb.

I got years of sweat and blood
soaked in that ground,

and I'm not giving up
what's rightfully mine.

I know my uncle
and I know my cousin,

and neither one of them will
give up a foot of ground
without a fight.

I don't want to
see you hurt, Vic.

You're the only one
that can hurt me, Barbara.
I want to be your wife, Vic,

but if I can't get you to leave
with me, I'm not gonna stay
around to become your widow.

[Chuckles]
I don't die so quick.

Well, Lockhart,
what do you think
of the Half Moon?

What am I
supposed to think?
[Chuckles]

It'll go a lot smoother
when you take over.

I'm hiring you to be
the new foreman.

Oh, well, sounds fine, ma'am,
but I'm not looking for a job.

Now, you've made enemies
of the Barb.

You can't stay around here
and stand up to them
all on your own.

Barb been giving you
trouble, too, huh?

Trouble?
[Scoffs]

Twenty-eight years
I've been battling
Alec Waggoman,

to keep him from swallowing up
the Half Moon the way
he swallowed up...

every other decent
piece of grazing land
in the neighborhood.

But I'm gettin' to the point
where I need some help.

Well, I'm sorry,
Miss Canaday, but I'm...
I'm not the man for you.

You ain't afraid of the Barb.
You proved that this afternoon.

No, but I've got no quarrel
with the Waggomans now.

They agreed to pay me
for my mules, my wagons...

Just gonna take the money
and let 'em run you out?

No, but I wouldn't be
any good for you, ma'am.

I'm no cowhand.
Well, you're no
mule skinner either.

I can tell that
from the look of your hands.

Just what are
you doin' here,
Lockhart?

Well, you might say on account
of some good wagons of mine
that got burned,

or you might blame it
on a rope that dragged me
through a fire.

But you'd be closer
if you asked me
about my brother.

He was just a kid.
We...

I can't realize yet
he's dead.

Wanna talk about it?
No.

No, I've thought about it
too much to talk. I'm gonna
do something about it.

So you're here
to hunt a man and kill him.

I was wonderin' if-
Could you let me have
one of your saddle ponies?

I'll pay you for it
as soon as I settle
with the Waggomans.

Guess I can fix you up.
We'll go down to the corral...

after we have
a bite of supper.

Maybe you'll reconsider.
No, the supper
sounds fine.

Oh. Do we fight
or talk?

We gotta finish that fight
someday. I don't know
whether I won or lost.

Well, we'll
call it a draw?
I'll settle for that.

Come on in.
The old man's expecting you.

Morning, sir.
Morning.

Wagons like yours cost
about $75 a piece.
Good mule costs 20.

That means the Barb owes you
around $600.

I'll make it six.
That's a little more
than I paid for 'em.

Well, I'm satisfied if you are.
I'm satisfied.

Sit down.

You worry me, Lockhart,
and I'm not easily worried.
What do you want from me?

Well, if you've got
nothing to hide, you've got
nothing to worry about.

This is new country,
hard country.

I've had to make some hard
decisions, but I've never done
anything I was ashamed of.

You don't seem
to have much trouble
with the Apache, do you?

I respect 'em.
They were here first.

Whatever I got
from 'em I bought.
I didn't just take it.

About six months ago
they massacred a cavalry patrol
on your land.

What'd you do about that?

Nothing. They have a right
to hunt all over my land.

That was part of our deal.
They shot down 12 men
on a routine patrol.

Was that part of the deal too?

I don't know who fired the first shot.
Do you?

I know the
United States Cavalry.

What's all this got to do
between you and me?

Everything.

I want to be friends
with you, Lockhart.

I don't have to be,
I want to be.
Why?

Well, I'd like you
to work for me.

[Scoffs]

Ah, we don't speak
the same language.

Well, maybe we could both
bend a little.

I've never owned
an acre of land.
Never wanted to.

You couldn't live with an acre
less than you've got.
Now, just where do we bend?

I'm not trying to buy
your friendship, Lockhart.

I'm just looking
for a way to reach it.
Now, how do I do that?

Why am I so important to you?
I don't know you,
you don't know me.

I don't know you,
but I knew you were coming.

What?
I was expecting you.

Well, I'm afraid you'll
have to explain that.

Nah, you wouldn't understand.
I'll get you your money.

Oh, Vic,
come in here.

Yes, Mr. Waggoman?
Get me $600.

Cash is all in the safe.
You put it there yourself.

I forgot that.
I'll get it.

Well, it's quite an outfit
you've got here.
Biggest in the territory.

Be bigger yet
one of these days.

[Lockhart]
Doesn't seem like there's
much spreading room left.

[Vic]
Oh, there's always
room, Lockhart.

A ranch that stops growing
might just as well be dead.

[Lockhart]
Some places get so big
they just bust.

Here we are.

Fifty, 100, 150...

Hey, you better watch what
you're doing, Mr. Waggoman.

Those aren't fifties,
they're hundreds.
Oh. Here.

Give him $600.
Yeah, sure.

There you are.
Thank you.

Well, we're all
settled up.
Not quite.

There's nothing to keep you
here now, is there?
That a reason for me to leave?

I know my son's
never been whipped before.
He's not gonna like it.

Well, nobody likes
being whipped.
Most men get over it.

Look, Lockhart, this is
a big country. There are
plenty of towns around.

Now, why don't you be
a good fella and pick some
other place to roost, huh?

Hmm.
I'll think it over.

[Sighs]

[Chickens Clucking]

That $600 comes out
of your pay, Vic.

My pay?
What are you
talking about?

It was Dave who burned
them wagons, not me.

You should have been there
to stop him.

I've got thousands of head
of cattle to look over.
I can't be everywhere at once.

You got it all wrong, Alec.
Maybe I've had it all wrong
for a long time.

When Dave's ma died,
I figured the boy
needed a tight rein.

And I thought he'd
take it better from you
than he would from me.

But what he don't need
is someone to get him
into more scrapes.

Alec, I swear to you,
I tried to stop him
out at the lagoons.

Next time there's
a mix-up like that,
you'd better stop him,

or I'll bust you
to a cowhand.

Better yet, I'll fire you.

What's that?
You heard.

Say it again.
I said next time Dave gets in
a mess like that, you're fired.

No one's firing me
off this ranch, Alec.
No one.

I belong here
as much as you,
and more than Dave.

You're wrong again, Vic.
I like you.
I've always liked you.

But Dave's my blood.
Him I love. And likin'
and lovin' ain't the same.

You made me a promise.
I get a share of this ranch
with Dave.

And I'm holding you to it!
You got nothing
in your name,

not even the saddle
on the horse you ride.

How are you gonna hold me to it
if I change my mind?

How?
You wanna
find out, Alec?

Fire me.
Go ahead, fire me.

Looking at you,
I see myself 20 years ago.

I don't want to
fight you, boy.
I need you.

But you need me too.
Now, let's both try
and remember that.

Alec, you oughtn't
to push me. I don't
like to be pushed.

I'd push you
right off the earth
if I thought it'd help Dave.

You're right, he is weak.
All the more reason
he needs your help.

Now, keep both eyes on him, Vic.
Do this for me and I'll be
beholden to you.

All right, Alec.

But don't ever
push me again.

Hi, Charley.
[Blusters]

Well, you didn't
spend very much time
up in Apache land, did you?

My mother's relatives
wasn't anxious for me
to stay on.

When I was a boy,
my pa told me...

that I was lucky to have
an Irish pa and an Indian ma.

Said I'd have two places
to come home to.

Don't seem like
I have any.

Well, about
the only home I remember
is an army barracks.

Give me a little
of that, will ya?

I guess we're just
not the homey type.

Why don't you go
back to Laramie, Captain?

What do you mean,
"Captain"?
You talk like one.

I used to be a scout
in the Cavalry.

Got so I could
fix a man's rank
by the tone of his voice.

Why are you tryin'
to get rid of me?
'Cause there's trouble comin',

and you can't handle it
by yourself.

Well, suppose you just
tell me what you found out.

Sure.

If you're lookin'
for the repeatin' rifles,
you've come to the right place.

Some of the young bucks
are sportin' 'em.
They expect a lot more.

Couple of hundred more.
When? Who from?

I didn't press the point.

If I'd gotten too nosy,
I wouldn't have been able
to ride out.

But they got a contact.
Somebody's supplyin' 'em.

There wasn't any guns
in that load of freight
we hauled.

Won't be any more wagons
in for a month.

Wonder where that shipment's
coming from.

All I know is they're excited,
like they're expecting them guns soon,

in a couple of days at most.

- What makes you think that?
- Because they already paid for them.

And nobody takes pay
from the Apaches
without deliverin'.

Those guns might
be here already.

Sounds more like it.
Yeah, but where?

They'd be
pretty hard to hide.

You expecting
to meet someone?
No.

Somebody's following you,
but he's keeping out of sight.

Yeah.
I thought I saw
the sun reflecting...

against a gun
or a pair of spurs
or something.

Better let me ride with you.
No, you go
back into town.

I'll see you later.
Whatever you say,
Captain.

Hold it, mister!

All right,
speak your piece.
Wasn't doing nothing.

You've been followin' me
ever since I left the Barb.
But I didn't mean no harm.

I ain't got a gun.
Come on, this hot sun
makes a fella impatient.

Hurry up. Come on.
I'm... I'm... I'm just trying
to make an honest dollar.

See, not holding down
a steady job,

why, I got lots of time
to pick up bits of news
here and there, you know?

And... well, I guess I know
everything private that
goes on in Coronado.

- What's that got to do with me?
- Well, you...

you strike me
as a man that's lookin'
for somethin'...

and willing to pay for it.

Uh-huh. Well, that depends
on what the information is,
who's selling it.

Well, I ain't got
no references, but
anybody can tell you...

that Chris Boldt is a man
not to be trusted.

That means nobody's secrets
are sacred with me.

Uh-huh. Just who you
figurin' on sellin' out?

You just name 'em.

It wouldn't be me,
would it?

Come on, who put you
on my trail? Who are you
working for, Boldt?

- Myself.
- You're lyin'.
Come on, try again.

Well, I can see we ain't
gonna do no business,
Mr. Lockhart,

so if you'll just
lower that gun,
I'll get on my way.

Go on, go on.
Go ahead. Hey!

Don't you ever come up
ridin' behind me again,
huh?

Lockhart?
Yeah?

I'm Sheriff Tom Quigby.
Oh, pleased to make your
acquaintance, Sheriff.

I handle the law
here in Coronado.
I like things peaceful.

Seems peaceful to me.
It sure ain't, mister.
Not since you breezed in.

I heard about your fight
with Dave Waggoman.

You know, Dave's
the kind of a lad
that'll hold a grudge.

You two meet up again,
and likely as not
there'll be a killin'.

Uh-huh. Well,
that's up to Dave.

It's up to me to see
that it don't happen.

So I'm suggesting
that you leave town.

Well, why don't you take it up
with Dave? It was him that
started it at the salt flat.

Or do you take orders
from the Barb?

Wait, I don't take
any orders from anyone.

Yeah. If you'll
excuse me, I want to
bed down my horse.

Thanks for the knife.
Anytime.

It's your neck, Lockhart.

If you want
a Christian funeral,

better leave some money
with the undertaker.

[Bell Ringing]
[Chattering]

[Panting]

♪♪ [Indian Drums]

♪♪ [Flute]

Good evening,
Miss Waggoman.

Good evening,
Mr. Lockhart.

Padre, this is
Mr. Lockhart.
Padre.

Well, is this
a private celebration?

[Chuckles]
No. Everyone is welcome
at a wedding.

He brought the supplies
in from Laramie.
Oh.

It's a good thing you got here.
I was running out of candles.
[Chuckles]

Well, these Pueblos are
a lot different from
the Apache, aren't they?

The Pueblos were cliff dwellers.
They have lived in peace
for centuries.

The Apaches are hunters
and warriors. They have
never been anything else.

Speaking of the Apache,
do you happen
to know anything...

about the massacre of a cavalry
patrol at Dutch Creek
several months ago?

Only what I heard...
That it was an unprovoked
and ruthless killing.

Did you know that the Apache
used repeating rifles?

There was some talk
about that.

Was there any talk about
where the rifles came from?

Some men will sell
anything for a profit.
Uh-huh.

I suppose there's
a man like that
in every town, huh?

Padre.
Excuse me.

I heard my uncle paid you
for your mules and wagons.

That he did.
He did.

Then I guess
you'll be leaving soon.

No, I think I'll
stick around for a while.

Maybe you could invite me
up to tea again, huh?

Still around,
huh, Lockhart?
Mm-hmm.

You getting
used to the idea?
Looks like I'll have to.

I'm sorry I'm late, Barbara.
The old man kept me.

Mr. Lockhart was
filling in for you.

Never thought you'd find
anything like this in Coronado,
did you, Lockhart?

Nor anyplace else.

Victor, I hope you're not going
to be late for your own wedding.

I'm ready right now, Padre.
Even got my wedding suit on.

Think Alec will
give you a night off?
[Chuckles]

Well, I better
be moving along.
Good night, all.

Good night.

I'll trouble you
for your gun, Lockhart.
Huh?

Hand it over.

What'd I do now?
You just can't
let a day go by...

without pickin' a fight,
can ya?

Who's complainin' now,
Sheriff?
Ever hear of a Chris Boldt?

Yeah, I've heard of him.
When did you
see him last?

About a half hour ago.
He came out of an alley,
pulled a knife on me.

He was there.
He saw him.

I didn't see.

What's the charge, Sheriff?
Supposin' you tell me
what happened.

I just told you what happened.
The fella pulled a knife on me,

we wrestled around for a little bit
and he ran down the alley.

That's what happened.
That's not all,
Lockhart.

Chris Boldt is dead.
He...

What?
I found him
at the end of the alley.

He was knifed to death.

Let's go.

[Approaching Footsteps]

I want to see him alone,
inside.

How'd you get in this mess?
I thought maybe
you were behind it.

Should the time come I want to
get rid of you, I won't
use any half measures.

You told me you
owned the whole town.
Does that include the sheriff?

Quigby's an honest man.
I never interfere with him.
I see, I see.

You'll need a lawyer,
you'll need a friendly judge.
I've got 'em both.

I'll try and get you out.
Why are you
doing all this?

I want you
out of Coronado.

Suppose you tell me
the real reason
why you're here.

Well,
that's not easy.
What?

Do you dream much,
Lockhart?

No, no.
You're a lucky man.

For years now,
ever since Dave's ma died,

I've had the same dream
two or three nights a week.

It's always the same.

A stranger comes
into my home.

He's tall, lean,
like yourself.

Has a voice like yours.

Even walks like you.

Well, I don't know
anything about dreams.

He comes with a gun
in his hand.

- He comes to kill my boy.
- What?

My Dave.

I know it's only a dream,

but I'd rest much easier
if you hadn't have come
to Coronado.

Yeah, well, I'd rest
much easier too
if I hadn't.

Well, then, take my offer
and go away.

I appreciate the offer,
but I can't accept the conditions.
Why not?

You're not gonna find
the answer to your dream
around here, Mr. Waggoman.

You better look
someplace else.

Tom.

[Lock Opening]

Hello, Alec.
Hello, Kate.

Alec?
What is it, Kate?

Oh, I just thought that sometime
we'd have more to say to
each other than just hello.

- What else is there to say?
- [Chuckles]

Nothing, I guess.

Why did you do it,
Lockhart?
Oh, you, too, huh?

Now, look here. You get into
a scrap with a man, and five
minutes later he's found dead.

What am I supposed to think?
You're supposed to
think I killed him.

I came all the way from Laramie
to creep up a dark alley
and knife the town drunk.

- Now, does that
make better sense to you?
- If it did, I wouldn't be here.

- Well, can you get me
out of this place?
- That's what I came for.

I got the circuit judge
to give me a writ.

You're released in my custody
till the trial comes up.

Well, that's the best offer
I've had today.
You're a very fine woman.

No, I'm not.
The Half Moon needs a foreman
who the Barb respects.

You're the only man around here
who fills that bill.

I told you I didn't know
anything about cattle.
I wouldn't do you any good.

But you've got cause
to hate the Barb.
That'll do me.

I've got grief enough of my own
without taking on yours.
No, thank you.

Now, look here, Mr. Lockhart.
I'll give you one minute
to make up your mind.

Either you'll take my offer,
or I'll tear up this writ and
you can rot here in this jail.

[Sighs]

You're just a hard,
scheming, old woman,
aren't you?

Ugly too.
Tom, let this rooster
out of here.

You know, these beef tallies
still don't come out right.

Here, you add 'em up.
I'm not good at paperwork, Pa.
You know that.

Well, no cowman is,
but it's gotta be done.

Davey boy, you can't hold onto
100,000 acres by riding horse
in a buckskin jacket.

You've got to develop
a head for figures.

Sure, Pa. Sure.

You're not even
listening to me, Son.

Oh, sure,
I'm listening to you, Pa.
I always listen to you.

Bring your chair
over here.

Come on.
Right here.
Sit down.

[Pats Chair]

You know, Davey,
you're just like
your mother.

She'd always listen,
but she never understood.

I'm gonna try, Pa.
I'm gonna try to be like
you want me from now on.

You know it hurts me
to ride you son.

And if I do,
it's only because I love you.

I want to protect you,
and I want to be
proud of you.

I just want to be able
to stand on my own feet.
Vic won't let me.

Now, don't blame Vic.
He's only carrying out
my orders.

You still need him, boy.
Now, believe me
when I tell you that.

I know you mean well,
Pa, but...

Well, it don't look good.
Vic giving the orders
when I should be the one.

You will soon, Son.
You will soon.

Just bide your time.

You see...
[Approaching Hoofbeats]

Half Moon hired
that Lockhart fella.

I thought he was in jail.
Kate got him out
on a writ.

You might've
expected that.

Stranger comes to town,
and you boys fix it so he gets
a grudge against the Barb.

Kate's not gonna miss an
opportunity like that.
Come on, Vic.

Where do you think
you're goin'?
Kate hired herself a gun.

That's plain enough.
You let her get away with this,
she'll hire more.

Nobody asked you.
Keep away from
the Half Moon, both of you.

I've never seen you run away
from a fight before.
What's got into you?

Times have changed.
In the old days, I used to
crack down plenty. I had to.

There wasn't much law then.
It was the only way I could
build the Barb and hold it.

And now you've gone soft.
You'll be taking over
the ranch pretty soon, Dave.

Maybe sooner than
you think. You'll need
peace and friends.

What do you expect me to do?
Run the Barb with a pencil?

I'm not afraid to try
anything you did!

I hate to tell you this,
but you're not
the man I was.

Copy me and you'll
meet up with somebody
who'll break ya.

So stop acting
like a crazy colt
and get ahold of yourself,

or you won't get a chance
to run this outfit at all!

I didn't spend a lifetime
building this thing up
for you to fritter it away.

Now go over those beef tallies
like I told you to!

I want to see you, Vic.

Come here, Vic.

Look out there.
Tell me what you see.

[Chuckles]
Same old mountains.

Uh, any snow
on 'em yet?

What's the matter,
Alec?

I'm going blind,
that's what's the matter.

I own 100,000 acres,
and I can't see more
than ten of them.

Have you seen a doctor?
The best.

That trip I made to Chicago
wasn't to sell beef.

I went to see a specialist.
He says I came too late.
There's nothing can be done.

Six months to a year from now
I won't even be able
to shave myself.

Did you tell Dave?
No, not yet.

I'm telling you first
because I expect more from you.

When they know
the old man can't see,

the wolves will
close in on this place
and tear it to pieces.

Don't you worry, Alec.
Anybody that crosses
our boundaries...

will grab
only enough land
to bury himself in.

Oh, I know you
can fight, Vic,

but that's not
enough alone.

You've got to think.
Even if you can't see, you can
still do the thinkin' for us.

I've been pretty hard
on you, Vic.

Maybe harder
than you deserve.

Maybe I've been jealous,
because you're not my son too.

Take care of my boy.

Love him
like a brother,

and I'll love you
like a son.

All right, Pa.

Take the east trail
up into the high country.

You'll find some of
my cattle mixed in
with the Barb herd.

If we don't cut 'em out
they'll end up wearing
the Barb brand.

Uh-huh.
All right, boss.

I'll ride up
and have a look.

And, uh, Lockhart?

Keep your eye on the cattle.
Don't knife any more
town drunks.

Yes, ma'am.

Gimme the glass.

It's Half Moon stock.
Come on, boys.
Let's corral 'em.

Now, Dave.
Alec said let things
sit for a while.

They're grazing on Barb land,
aren't they?
So they're eating a mouthful of grass.

We got plenty growin'
around here.

Alec always said, "A steer
swallows a blade of Barb grass,
it becomes a Barb steer."

You tryin' to
change that, Vic?
No, Dave.

I'm just tryin'
to follow Alec's orders.
I heard you talkin' to him in the parlor.

I heard every word. You're
tryin' to make me look weak
to make yourself look strong.

You got the old man believin'
you're a plaster saint. I'm
gonna show the cracks in you.

You all finished, Dave?

I'm finished talkin',
but I'm not finished.

Until Alec changes things,
I'm tellin' the boys what to do.

I'm tellin' 'em, Dave,
not you.

Go on. Tell them.
You're not gonna give 'em
the orders much longer.

It won't take all of us to
corral a few head of steers.
Ned and I can handle 'em.

You and the rest of the boys
can take care of our stock.

Come on, Ned.

Hold it here, men.

[Cattle Lowing]

[Whinnying]

[Whimpers]

What are you doin'
on Barb land?
I'm checking Half Moon stock.

You got Dave in the hand.
Now there's gonna be
the devil to pay.

Take his gun from him.

Gimme his gun.
Give it to me!

- Now grab his arm.
- You ain't gonna kill him, Dave!

- [Dave] Do like I tell ya!
- [Lockhart Grunting]

Look at it, Lockhart.

[Shouting]
Look at it!

[Gagging, Panting]

[Gunshot]
[Yelps]

Why, you scum!

[Groaning]

Shove him off our land.
I'm gonna ride to town.

Hold it, Lockhart.

Get his horse.

[Grunting]

[Quietly]
Hah.

Have you gone crazy?
Put out that fire
before the Apache see it.

I want the to Apache
to see it. I want 'em
to come and get their guns.

Get away from
that fire, Vic.

There's 200 repeatin' rifles
in that wagon.

If the Apache lays their hands
on 'em, they'll massacre
the whole territory.

By tomorrow morning there'll be
nothing left of the Half Moon
but smoke and ashes.

You don't know
the Apache, Dave.

You can't make a deal with them
to raid the Half Moon
and leave the Barb alone.

Once they get those guns and start killin',
there's no stoppin' 'em!
I don't care!

Kate hired herself a gunfighter.
I'm hiring myself some Indians.

Look at my hand.
Look at it!

It hurts.
It hurts bad.

He did it,
and he's going to get his.

Now, get back away
from the fire, Vic.

Listen, Dave.
So far no knows we've sold
a few guns to the Apache.

But turn loose 200 of these
repeatin' rifles, you're gonna
start a full-scale Indian war!

I can handle it so they
won't dare attack us.

There's women and kids
in Coronado!
They're not mine!

What about your father?
Supposin' he finds out
about this.

Who's gonna tell him?
You?
Yes!

Now, put out that fire
or I'll tell him.

That's the last order you're
giving me, Mr. Hansbro.
You or the old man or anybody.

You're all against me!
You've always been
against me.

Who is this Lockhart?

How do I know you didn't
bring him in here to gun me?
I can't trust nobody no more.

I'm gonna fix things my way.
I'm gonna bring in the Apache.
I'm gonna give 'em the guns.

I'm gonna get even with
everybody. I'll show you
who's weak and who's strong!

You're crazy!
[Gunshot]

[Horse Whinnies]

You hand me that towel,
Barbara.

[Grunts]
Hold his arm steady now,
because...

this is gonna hurt.

Have you
done this before?
[Chuckles]

I've patched up
bullet holes in places
I wouldn't like to mention.

Just the sort of stunt
Dave Waggoman would pull.

Pity his ma isn't alive.
She'd be real proud if she could
see the way he's turned out.

Don't talk so much,
Kate.

Dave Waggoman's ma was
a pretty little piece of fluff
from back East somewhere.

She marched Alec to the altar
before he knew what struck him.

Then when she found out he was
too much of a man for her,

she made certain that his son
didn't turn out to be like him.

Hmm! She petted
and she pampered him
till he was spoiled rotten.

You must've known him
before he was married.

I was engaged to him.
He stood me up, that...
that uncle of yours.

- You still love him.
- What...
After what he did to me?

If he asked you today,
you'd marry him.

Why, sure,
but just to get my hands
on the Barb Ranch.

There.

[Sighs]
That oughta hold ya.

That's a real professional job.
Looks like it's been done
by a good army surgeon.

Oh, you've been treated
by army surgeons?

No, I've seen 'em
in action.

I think we could all stand
a pot of coffee.
Let me make it.

No, you take Mr. Lockhart
into the parlor where he'll be
a little more comfortable.

Thank you.

This wouldn't
have happened if
you hadn't come here.

My coming had
nothing to do with
the trouble here.

The seeds of it were
planted long before I
ever heard of Coronado.

I don't mean Coronado.
I mean me.

You?
What have I done to you,
Miss Waggoman?

I was so sure.
Now I don't know.

You don't know about what?

How I feel
about everything.

Well, I'm very sorry
if I've upset you,
Miss Waggoman.

Stop calling me
Miss Waggoman!

Shall I call you Barbara?

Oh, don't go.
I mustn't stay.

No, please.
Just for a minute.

I feel like
something will be said
that shouldn't be said.

You know, you've got orders
from Kate to entertain
the patient, you know.

Please.

All right.

Did you know Daniel Boone
was 84 years old when
he crossed the Rockies?

Oh, yes.
Everybody knows that.

I know all about
Daniel Boone...

how many children he had,
the towns that were
named after him.

Is that so?
Ask me.
Just ask me.

[Kate]
Coffee's ready.
Shall I serve it in here?

I'd best be getting home
before it gets dark.

[Chuckles]
Well!

What did you
say to her?

I declare, I can't understand
that Waggoman family.

Barbara's
the nice one.
She sure is.

Well, we'll have
a cup of coffee.

[Horse Blusters]

Don't touch him.

Who did it?
It was that Lockhart.

He must've circled
around from the Half Moon
and laid for Dave.

Come on, boys.
Hold it, Fritz.

Alec's still
the boss of the Barb.
He's givin' the orders.

What do we have to wait for?
We know Lockhart did it.

How do ya know?
Did you see him do it?

Who else could it be?
That's for Alec
to decide.

Now, get back
to the bunkhouse,
all of ya!

There now.
I don't know what I
would've done without you.

I'll fix us some breakfast.
Bacon and eggs do?

Yeah. Fry 'em hard.
Army style, huh?

Yeah. Well, the army's
a pretty good place for a fella
that's alone. I kinda miss it.

Why did you ever
leave it then?
[Knocking]

I'll get it.

Good morning, Sheriff.
Morning.
Morning, Kate.

Come on in, Tom.
What's the trouble?

Dave Waggoman's dead.

How'd it happen?
That's why I'm here...
to try and find out.

I heard what Dave did to you.
Maybe you had good cause.
I don't know.

But killin' is killin'.
I didn't kill him, Sheriff.
He headed for town.

I came right here.
His own men will tell you that.

You could've doubled back,
met him along the trail.
I didn't kill him.

I don't believe you did, but the
men at the Barb think different.
I just came from there.

Vic's tryin' to hold 'em down.
How long he can do it,
I don't know.

How's Alec
takin' it?

He just sits there
in the parlor,
staring at Dave's body.

When the old man comes out
of his shock, I wouldn't give
a plugged nickel for your life.

Well, I'm not runnin' away
from somethin' I didn't do.

I rode all the way out here
just to warn ya. I guess
the rest is up to you.

All right. You tell
Alec Waggoman I'll be right here
if he wants to see me.

[Horses Blustering]

[Kate]
I feel real sorry
about Dave, Alec.

I'm goin' with you, Alec.
It was my son he killed.

You're no match for Lockhart.
I've gotta do
this thing alone.

I don't want anybody
followin' me.

Now, stay in town,
all of ya.

[Approaching Hoofbeats]

[Rifle Clicks]
Hold it, Waggoman!

- That you, Lockhart?
- I'm right here!

[Whinnying]

Hah!
[Rifle Fires]

[Whinnying]

You think I killed your boy?
Go ahead. Even the score.

You came here to kill,
didn't you?

There's just one man
I have reason to kill,
and I haven't found him yet.

Take your gun.
You'll need it
the next time I see ya.

You've got to believe me.
I didn't do it.

I'm not the man in your dream,
Mr. Waggoman.

Sit down, Vic.

You shouldn't be doin' book work
with your eyes, Alec.
Sit down.

I just finished going over
bills for the past six months.

I found where we ordered
a wagonload of fence wire
from New Orleans.

Since when do we
use fence wire?

We paid for a wagonload we
didn't get. That's too much
money for fence wire.

Too much.
There was somethin' else
in that wagon.

[Scoffs]
You askin' or tellin' me,
Alec?

I just want the truth.
You don't have to defend
Dave any longer.

I just want to know.

Wagonload of supplies
is quite an item.

Why didn't you
ever tell me
it was missing?

How could I?
What could I say?
"Your son is a thief"?

We're alone in this room,
Vic. We don't have to
hide our feelings.

If you think Dave was
selling guns to the Apache,
I want to know it.

Dave was wild, yes,
but he wouldn't do
a thing like that.

No, no.
Not that.

Well, say somethin'!

Well, if you want me
to agree with you,
I'll agree with you.

I've gotta know for sure.
Now, this I've got to know.

We're gonna find
that wagon.
Forget about it.

How can I? All I've
got left to hang onto
are a few memories.

If Dave was selling
guns to the Apaches,
I don't even have that.

Nobody said there were
guns in that wagon!
Stop thinkin' there were!

I can't live with a lie!
I've got to know
one way or the other.

There's not so many places
they can hide a wagon
in this country.

We'll find it.

Now, supposin'
we find that wagon.
Supposin' there are guns in it.

Will that make you feel
any better?

Yes. 'Cause then I'll
know the man I buried
was not my son,

just a stranger.

Well, looks like you've
been sittin' there
for two weeks.

Yeah.
I just ate a pound of dust
with this can of beans.

Hear you got yourself
in a real box this time.

Yeah. Someone sure is doin'
a fine job of messin' me up.

- Did you decide to go back
to Laramie?
- Still tryin' to get rid of me?

No, sir.
This is just one more reason
for me stayin'.

- Found some wagon tracks.
- Where?

Right along this break here,
due south of them mountains.

A peculiar thing, though.
Only found one single track.

One and only one wagon got through.

Where were they headed?
Into Apache land?

Didn't seem like
they were headin' nowhere.

I lost the trail right at
the foot of them mountains.
Yeah.

Let's see if we can
pick it up.

Well, you couldn't hide a
stray dog down there, let alone
a wagon, even from my eyes.

Must be up above somewhere.
How could a wagon
get up there?

There'd have to be a trail
and it'd have to be
plenty wide.

I know every foot
of these rocks. We'll find it.
Let's go back.

We're not doin' any good here.
Even if the wagon's there, you
know you don't want to find it.

You can go back
if you want to, Vic.
I'll find it myself.

Alec!

Huh?
Don't go any further.

What is it you
don't want me to find?
I lied to you.

I didn't find Dave's body
on the trail.
Why would you lie about that?

Because I found him
near the guns and I didn't
want you to find out!

When a man starts lying
he can't stop. What else
you hiding? What else?

Alec, I want you
to listen to me.

My whole life I worked
and sweat and bled for you.

I was the only son
you ever had,
but you couldn't see me.

Half the time you never
even knew I was there!

I loved you
like only a boy who
never had a father could.

So I'm asking you once more,
now, don't go!

I'm gonna see
what's on that plateau.

Listen to me,
you old fool!
Take your hands off me!

I tell ya,
don't go!
Let go!

[Both Grunting]

[Distant Thudding]

That wagon must've been
loaded real heavy.
Look how deep those tracks are.

[Charley]
This is where it ends,
right here in the creek.

Yeah.

All right, Charley,
you go downstream there.
I'll go up the draw here.

[Gunshots]

How is he?
Still unconscious.

Don't keep anything
from us, Doctor.
We want to know.

Well, Alec's strong.
He's got a fair chance
to pull through, but...

Finish what you
started to say.

He's blind.
Oh, it's no surprise.

Sight had been failing for years.
The fall just hurried it up,
that's all.

I'm real curious to
find out who pushed him.

Pushed him?
You don't think
he fell.

With his eyes,
he had no business
on a horse.

There's nothing
wrong with his
horse's eyesight.

Somebody pushed him,
all right...

the same one
who killed Dave and Chris Boldt.
Who?

I'm afraid Alec's
the only one who can
tell us that.

I have another call
to make.

Sit with him
until I get back.

You already know who it is,
don't you?
What makes you say that?

If you do,
I want you to tell me.

If I knew
I wouldn't be waiting
for Alec to come to.

What are you afraid of?
Why should I
be afraid?

I don't know.

I don't know,
but you are.

I knew it would come to this.
It just had to.
No, it didn't have to.

Somebody made it happen.

When my father was dying,
he told me to leave.

He said everything here was
built on greed and killing,
and it would go on that way.

But I wouldn't listen.
I saw only what I wanted to see.

Tell me...
Tell me what you're thinking.
I've got to know.

I'm not sure.

[Approaching Hoofbeats]

I came as soon as I heard.
How did he die?

He's not dead, Vic.
Not yet.

Well, how did it happen?
We don't know.
He's still unconscious.

Maybe I can
get him to tell me.
Take it easy.

I've got to see him.
I gotta know.

The doc says his chances are fair.
He may not wake up at all.
You barging in won't help.

Why don't you pour yourself
a cup of coffee?

[Cup Rattling]

I heard he fell.

Alec was too good a horseman
to fall out of a saddle.

Have any idea
who'd want to get rid
of the old man?

Alec made a lot of enemies
when he was buildin' up
the Barb.

But that was long ago.

If I could just see him...
Why don't you just sit down
and relax, Vic?

Kate's in there
with him.

I can get him to talk, Kate.
I know him better
than anybody else.

Lockhart,
he's askin' for you.

Who's that?
Who is there?

It's Will Lockhart,
Mr. Waggoman.
Oh, good.

Good.
Come over here, Lockhart.

Come here close to me.

Ah, good.
Sit down, huh?

I got going over
those old bills.

I found out about
a shipment of rifles.

He made Dave do it.

Made Dave sign the order too.

Wouldn't tell me where they were.

But I know every hiding spot
in this country.

He killed Dave.

He tried to kill me too.

Who?

The man in my dream.

He didn't come from far away
to kill my boy.

He was right here
in my house...

pretending he loved me
like a son.

Vic.

That's the man
you're looking for.

[Departing Hoofbeats]

Kate.
Where are you, Kate?

Kate.

Kate.
Where are you, Kate?

Well, here.
Here I am, Alec.

Don't go away, Kate.
I've never left you, Alec.

Hah!

Hold it, Vic.

Unbuckle your belt.

Turn around.

I came a thousand miles
to kill you, Hansbro.

You're crazy.
I never did anything to you.
I'm not gonna rush it.

I've waited
a long time for this.
What are you talkin' about?

I never laid eyes on ya till
that day at the salt flats.
You got no cause to shoot me.

Shootin' is too good
for ya.
What did I do to ya?

Tell me. What did I do?
I got a right to know.

Yeah, I guess a man's
got a right to know
what he's gonna die for.

The Dutch Creek massacre.
I wasn't there.
I never even heard of it.

My brother was there,
along with a whole patrol
of kids just like him.

You sold the Apaches
the guns they used.

You're just as guilty
as if you pulled
the trigger yourself.

- Well, give me a chance.
- I'll give you the same chance
you gave Alec.

[Approaching Hoofbeats]

They're comin' for their guns.
Kill me and they'll kill you.

Get over behind that wagon.

What're you gonna do?
Do as I tell ya!
Get over there!

Kick that log out
from under that wheel.

Get the wagon moving.
Push!

Come on!
Push!

Come on!

Come on!
Get back here!

They paid for these guns.
If they don't get 'em,
they'll kill us.

Come on! Push!

All right,
get up at that front wheel.

Pull up on that wheel.

Come on!
Do as I say!
Harder!

[Grunts]
Harder!

Come on! Harder!

Harder! Harder!

All right.
Come on back here.

Come on, come on!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

Come on!
[Shouts, Indistinct]

[Panting]

Get away from me.

[Horse Whinnies]

Feel like such a fool,
at my age too.

Well, you look like a bride.
When's the wedding?
[Chuckles]

Just as soon as he's
well enough to stand up.

That won't be very long.
He's sittin' up now.

[Alec]
Kate. Where are you, Kate?

He needs me. Isn't that wonderful?
[Chuckles]
Yeah.

[Shouting]
Barbara! Barbara!

Bye, Miss Waggoman.
Bye, Mr. Lockhart.

When you go east
you'll pass through Laramie,
and, uh,

if you should ask for a Captain
Lockhart, well, almost anybody
would tell you where to find me.

I'll remember that.

♪ The man from Laramie ♪

♪ Oh, he was friendly
to everyone he met ♪

♪ Everyone admired
the fearless stranger ♪

♪ Danger was
this man's specialty ♪

♪ So they never bossed
or double-crossed ♪

♪ The man from Laramie ♪♪