All language subtitles for The.Saga.of.Hemp.Brown.1958.1080p.BluRay.x264-GUACAMOLE

Walk ho!

sorry, Mrs. Ford.
The road gets pretty rough.

Thank you, Lieutenant.
How long before we get to the fort?

About three hours.

Your husband's
just as anxious as you are.

He practically ordered me
to make a record-breaking trip.

Lieutenant.

Pardon me, ma'am.

Hello, Lieutenant.
Rattlesnake got my horse. I had to--

Lieutenant Brown!

Sergeant Givens.

Well, what are you doing up here,
and out of uniform?

Well, Lieutenant,

after my last hitch was up
I resigned.

I had a great idea
for making a fortune,

so for two years now
I've been working a gold mine.

The idea was all right,
but the mine wasn't. No gold.

sorry to hear that.
I'm afraid you were born army.

You know army and gold
don't go together.

Say, I'd sure like
aride to Fort Beaver, sir.

I figured maybe
I'd re-enlist there.

Bring up the wagon!
Glad to help you out.

Give him a hand
with his gear.

Mrs. Ford, may I present Sergeant Givens.

With your permission,
he'll be riding into the fort with us.

Ex-Sergeant Givens, Ma'am.
I hope I'm not intruding.

Not at all,
Mr. Givens.

What do you think, sir?
You think there's a chance of my serving under you again?

'Fraid that'll be
up to the colonel.

Trot ho!

Whoa!

Roll it
out of the road.

You get to Snag Pine
and wait for me.

Then get drunk as you want,
as much as you want.

Not until then.

All right, all of you, finish your job,
finish it clean, then scatter.

I don't want any of us seen together
or caught together...

until we meet at Pablo's ranch
outside San Juan, July 8.

All right,
get this thing out of the way.

Give me his gun.

Givens.

What happened?

Payroll.

You got a quick mind,
Lieutenant.

I always liked that
about you.

Why am I tied?

Ah, now you
disappoint me,

and right after I said that
about your mind.

You're not giving orders
any longer.

Not to me.

I'm givin' 'em.

You don't even have to
say "sir."

Well, these horses make a pretty good trail,
don't they?

Easy to follow.

Troopers.

Mrs. Ford.

Don't worry your brain
about them, Lieutenant.

You should have killed me too, Givens,
for your own good.

I need you alive.

All right,
you can get down.

You'll never get away
with this, Givens.

I got a great, bursting heart,
Lieutenant.

I'm leaving you
your horse...

and your gun.

You'll hang, Givens.
You'll hang.

Now, that ain't grateful, Lieutenant,
when I'm saving your life.

In a little while you'll get your wrists loose
and then you'll be free,

and if you're smart,
you'll keep riding north over the border.

Ah, but if I know you,
you won't.

That's just as good
for me too.

Because
if you won't escape...

and you get picked up
by the cavalry,

you'd better have
a good story ready.

Areal good story.

I've already told the court
that ex-Sergeant Jed Givens...

deliberately left
a false trail to the north.

That's why the patrols
have found nothing.

No Givens,
not even one gold coin from the payroll box.

I'm convinced that the false trail
Givens left...

means the gang headed in another direction,
probably south.

Ex-Sergeant Givens again.

You base your entire story and defense
on the fact of his presence.

Of course.

Would you say this is an exact likeness of the man
you know to be Sergeant Givens?

Yes, sir, that's Givens.
No question about it.

I have a copy here
of the official record...

that shows that Sergeant Givens was killed in action
in an Indian ambush.

Lieutenant Brown,

will you please tell this court
how you could have seen a man eight days ago...

who's been dead
for three months?

Specification one:
murder.

Not proved.

Specification two:
theft.

Not proved.

Specification three:
absence from post of duty through cowardice.

Guilty.

I read from
the 100th Article of War:

"When an officer
is convicted of cowardice,

the sentence shall be
dishonorable discharge.

The sentence
shall further direct...

that the crime,
name and place of abode of the delinquent...

shall be published
in all newspapers,

and after
such publication...

it shall be scandalous
for any officer to associate with him."

You're going
to live, Brown,

live knowing that
the entire nation is aware...

of what you are, what you did.

You'll probably wish
we hanged you.

Colonel, I have
one special request.

What is it?

I'd like this picture
of Jed Givens.

I'll use it to prove that Givens
is very much alive.

I'll prove it if it takes
the rest of my life.

This court
stands adjourned.

There's a gun on you.
Don't turn around.

Don't move!

What do you want?
What did 1 do?

Suppose you tell me.

I ain't done nothin' but poke around,
lookin for gold, silver, anything.

I ain't found
much of that.

I suppose you just happened to
stop by that wrecked wagon, huh?

No.
Lookin' for firewood.

That thing used to be
a cavalry payroll wagon.

There was a big holdup here last week,
an awful massacre.

That thing ain't nothin'
but firewood now.

All right.
I'm just checking.

Whew! You sure had me panicky
there for a spell, soldier.

But no hard feelings.

Have some coffee.

No, thanks.
I have to make it to Snag Pine.

Ah, coffee'll
make the ride shorter.

And--

Hey. No markings.

No nothin's.

You must be that, uh,

Hemp Brown.

sorry to have
bothered you, Pop.

I was upstairs
fixing Alf's room.

Alf's my brother.

He's out right now.

Something
I can do for you?

Well, I wanted to buy
some shirts, Levis.

Big, aren't you?

Uh, these ought to fit.

Where can I change 'em?
Right there.

I'll give you a shirt.

Maybe you can dig up
a pair of chaps that'll fit me.

There's an old pair
around here somewhere.

This is free.

Thanks.

Alf says a storm
might be coming down here toward us.

You be staying the night?
No.

I'll be traveling.

Might get wet.

Alf's usually right
about storms.

These oughta do.

I remember the cowboy
that traded 'em.

He was big too.

Speaking of big men,
I'm looking for one.

Here's a picture of him.

I thought he might have passed through here
and I wonder if you'd seen him.

NO, um--

No, I don't remember
nobody like him.

Maybe he came through town,
you didn't notice him.

Mister, when a man passes through this town,
I notice him.

Well, here,
take this chap.

After all, I can't see you--
Amelia.

Alf!
W-We weren't doin' nothin'.

Honest.

Who's in there?

Easy, big brother.
I'm just changing my clothes.

Go to your room.

Now.

Thanks a lot, Miss.
Thanks for your...

help.

Got everything
you need?

Yeah.

Uh, can you get rid of these someplace?
Yeah.

Let's see. I got a shirt, Levis, chaps
and everything else.

Oh, and a hat.

I'll settle
for $21 even.

Let me see. $20 gold piece and one.
Twenty-one even.

Who is it?

Open the shutter.
I'll certainly do no such thing.

I want to see you.

Well, the very idea!
Come on. Open up.

Oh, my goodness.

Alf will be
awful mad.

Where'd you get this?

I-1 don't know.
I-- 1 can't remember.

I think you can.
A man gave it to you, didn't he?

Please, mister.
Alf'll hear you.

That'd spoil
everything.

And suppose
I ask Alf about it.

Maybe he knows.

Please, mister. Alf has a terrible temper.
Then maybe you'd better tell me.

That man gave it to me.
That man in the picture you showed me.

He's been here.
He--

All right, mister.
I thought there was something funny.

Givens. The man
who gave you this.

When was he here?

Nobody ever took Alf before.
Nobody.

He took it from a woman he killed.
Now, when was he here?

About six nights ago.

Where did he go?
He didn't say, but he was heading south.

Was anyone with him?
No. He was alone.

Where'd he come from?
Where's he live?

Listen, mister,
I don't know anything.

I only saw him
that one night.

He wanted to buy a fresh horse,
but we didn't have any to sell.

Fresh horse, huh?
Heading south?

Mister.

The brooch.

Can't I keep that?

Why not?

I'm sorry, mister.
I've never seen this man.

And I sure didn't
sell him no horse.

Thanks.
Sure.

Howdy.

Uh, are you
the proprietor here?

That's me. Gil Henry.
Be right with ya.

Well, I don't have
any business for you.

I just wanted to ask you a question or two.
Oh. A question, huh?

All right,
let's hear 'em.

You mean your aunt won't let you go
on a picnic with me?

She really thinks I'm taking you to choir practice?
Honest, she does!

Well?

Oh, I'm looking for a man.
I thought maybe he might've bought a horse from you.

Here's his picture.

No, I can't rightly say
I've ever seen that man.

Maybe the lieutenant
has though.

You're all set here, Lieutenant.
Good.

Yes. Yes, I saw this man
riding a brown-and-white paint horse.

He wasn't a cavalry
sergeant though.

Uh, he's a civilian now.
Oh.

Let me see.
That was last Tuesday.

No.
No, it was Monday.

I was out on regular patrol
when I saw him.

He was alone,
about eight, 10 miles out of town.

A brown-and-white paint horse?
What direction was he traveling?

South.
He was riding south.

We were coming north
and--

That's Hemp Brown.

Thanks.

Meantime,
pour me another one.

You'll be traveling light.

You won't need
that heavy gun.

So unbuckle it
and let it drop.

Slow and easy.

Now kick it over here.

You'll have to do
better than that.

Looks like it.
Now listen here, you two.

Fixin' up a fracas?
Take it outside. There's lots more room.

It's a personal affair,
Pop.

Got nothing to do with you.
You won't get hurt.

I'd appreciate it if you'd
write something down for me.

I'll root out
a pencil and some paper.

Pencil and paper.

What'd you have in mind,
Lieutenant? Your memoirs?

No.

Your confession.

You seriously think
you can make me confess?

I had it in mind.

You can't scare me
because you can't kill me.

We both know that.

I won't have to kill you.

Just come close to it.

You'll confess.

They taught you a lot
in West Point, did they?

Taught you
what honor means.

They didn't teach you
the truth. You know why?

'Cause a man of honor
is a fool.

Take yourself.
"Man of honor."

Court-martialed
for something he didn't do.

A few weeks
after you were transferred,

I was leading a patrol.

Indians jumped us.
I got shot in the head.

But it was a lucky shot--
lucky because it only grazed me.

And it knocked
some sense into me.

Taught me that I was a fool
risking my life for a few bucks a month...

so that farmers could move west
and raise children and pigs.

You know what I did?

I took all of my insignia,
all of my identification...

and planted it
on the closest corpse.

The army listed me
as "killed in action."

Called me a hero.

Givens,

you're crazy.

There's nothing wrong
with my brain.

What kind of brain
do you think it'd take...

to work out a perfect way
to grab that army payroll?

My kind of brain!

I'm gonna be richer
than any general.

I might even have enough for you,
if you get smart.

Ready?

You were born a fool and you'll die a fool,
and I'll see to it!

Now, I write slow, so you talk slow.
All right.

What's the date today?

Why, it's
the Fourth of July.

Can't you hear
them firecrackers?

Put that
at the top of the paper.

I suppose
you're Bo Slauter, proprietor here.

That's me.

Here we go.

I, Bo Slauter,

testify...

that on
the above date,

in the presence
of one Jed Givens,

very much alive,

I heard him confess...

that on the--

uncle Bo, can I have
some more firecrackers?

Hey, mister,
what are you doin' with that gun?

That was just a warning,
mister.

Now, have you got
someplace to go?

someplace else?

I'm an easy man
to convince, Pop.

All right, Pop,
I'm goin', I'm goin'.

"Slaughter House," huh?

Boy, you got
a sense of humor, Pop.

Chair.

Get him a drink.

What direction
did he take?

I think there's something in the back room
that you could use.

An empty cot.

Here.

Well, thanks.
On the house.

What direction?

Right now you need that cot,
not conversation.

Please.

What direction?

South.

South.

Always south.

sonny, get that piece
of paper for me, will ya?

He forgot to sign it.

sorry you had
to see that, son.

Whoa! Whoa!

Whoa.

You're going south.

I'm going south.

I want a ride.

We'd better get along.

Toss it down here.

I'm gonna get in the back
and ride.

You stay there
and drive.

But you can't, sir.
I protest! There is--

Soon aslgetin,
you start driving.

I'm sorry.
We're not casting today.

Oh, excuse me,
ma'am.

Your husband didn't tell me
you were back here.

My husband?

Look, would you mind
going someplace else?

I'm sorry.

I need a ride.
Bad.

I need sleep
worse.

Just till I can...

find someplace
where I can buy a horse.

Just forget I'm here.

I'm tired.

Awful tired.

Bolanos, come here.

Whoa.

Give me a hand
with him.

Who is he?
How should I know?

- We gotta dump him.
- Dump him?

You want to kill him?
The man's half dead from exhaustion.

He looks like
he's been beaten up.

Help me boost him
on the bunk.

On the bunk?
Mona, we can't.

How did he get here
in the first place?

He took me by surprise.

Relieved me of my gun.

All right.
Now will you give me a hand with him?

Mona!

You can't keep a man
on your bunk.

You think I can't
take care of myself?

But we don't know what kind of a man he is.
He might be a bandit.

What's he gonna steal?
Your top hat? My tights?

All right.
All right.

South.

Always south.

Always south.

I can't
understand you.

South.

What about
"south"?

You want your gun.

Bolanos has it.

You'd better talk quietly.
If he knows you're awake, he'll throw you out.

Feel better?

Yeah.

What direction
are we moving?

Towards San Juan.

We play a date there.

Is that south?

You're like geese
in the fall.

All you can think about
is south.

You talk "south" in your sleep.

You wake up,
the first thing that worries you is where's your gun.

You feel naked
without it?

We near any place
I can buy a horse?

We passed three prairie dogs,
one king snake, one small lizard.

None of them
were selling horses.

You're in an awful hurry,
aren't you?

Funny thing.
I had this dream.

I dreamed
somebody cleaned me up.

You.

You don't talk
like a gunman.

You think I am one?

You get beaten up.

You worry about
heading south.

You feel empty
without a gun.

That sounds
like a gunman.

I had another dream.

Maybe you dream too much.

What's your name?

It was the nicest dream
I've had in a long time.

There was this girl.

She was touching my cheek
with her fingers.

My lips.

You were having
a nightmare.

No.

No, I liked it.

Mona!
Awaken the sleeping prince.

Here is a nice place
to dump him!

The man you're after--
You think he might be here?

He might.

You might have asked.

Did you,
when you took it?

Look out!

You alone here?

I'm alone.
Why the gun?

Why yours?

What, are you one of them outlaws
comin' back again?

What do you mean
by that?

Just what I said.

"Nancy Leacock."

Your wife?

For more than 40 years,
Nancy and I--

Why did you come here,
mister?

I'm lookin' for a man.

And I want to buy
a horse.

There's no horses
left now.

The younger men
rode 'em to San Juan...

when they joined the posse
to chase the outlaws.

The stinkin',
vicious womane-killers.

They kill your wife?

Did you get a good look
at any of 'em?

I got back too late.

They were ridin' away,
and Nancy was--

Nancy was dyin'.

I'm sorry,
Mr. Leacock.

All right,
back on the end of those reins.

Next stop is San Juan.

Listen, stranger, you are not producing this show,
and I'm not taking you--

We can still get along,
but you're making it awful tough.

Hah! Hyah! Hah!

Didn't find him?

The man you're looking for?

Not this time.

Not this time.

Maybe next time,
or the time after that.

sooner or later.

A girl would have a lot
to look forward to...

with you.

Now, this is something.

I can dangle this in front of a gal,
and she oughta do just about--

Hey, what's this?

"Love to Nancy from Floyd."

Now why do people
have to go engravin' things?

What am I supposed to do,
find a gal named Nancy and say I'm Floyd?

It's me, Jed Givens.

All right. All right,
you're through, Hook.

All through. Today.

I told you you'd
get your share as soon as we met in San Juan.

But no.

No, you gotta get drunk,
knock over that ranch, kill a woman.

Why didn't you
take out an ad in the San Juan paper...

telling people we were around,
warnin' 'em to be on guard?

We needed everything
we could get.

Don't forget, we ain't seen one round dime
of that payroll money yet.

And what'd you get?

A bunch of pretties
you could buy from any peddier?

Allright, get goin',
and keep goin'.

What about my share?

I'm giving you your breath
for your share.

I'll get you, Givens,
and I'll get you good.

You're scarin' me.
When I scare, I shake.

When I shake,
this gun'll go off.

When he's sober he's not so bad.
You ever see him sober?

Where's the rest
of the boys?

They ain't due in until late tonight.
Wait for 'em.

You goin' in to San Juan?

You know the schedule.

Deal me in.

I keep wondering
what happened to you.

offhand,
you seem as bright as the next man,

as strong
as the next man.

For a few minutes back there,
as human as the next man.

Only for a few minutes.

I keep wondering,
that's all.

Why don't we talk about you?

Me?

Oh, I'm-- I'm pretty,
a little bit.

I can sing a little bit,
dance a little bit.

Lots of little bits.

Put 'em all together
and you don't get a woman.

Not really.

You don't get a wife
or a mother, you just--

You just get somebody
who's traveling in Bolanos's fifth-rate show.

That's me.

Did you ever try it?

Looking at yourself?

I don't like mirrors.

I can understand almost anybody
who's living to live.

He can be a dentist
or a farmer,

or even somebody like me who...

knows what she's missing.

But not you.

You're living to die.

I just keep wondering,
that's all.

Mona!

We are arriving
in San Juan.

Break out your costume.

Do you mind?

What's the matter?

Afraid
I'm a little bit human?

I don't know yet.

I still don't know what happened,
what made you the way you are.

One way or another,
you pay for everything you get.

So you talk and I'll listen.

That way
I'll pay for my ride.

You know,
you're hiding.

Hiding behind a wall
you built around yourself--

hiding every emotion,
everything human.

Look, I'm paying
for a ride to San Juan,

not a cross-country tour.

This man you're after--
Can you tell me about him?

He looks big enough and strong enough
to put up a good fight.

Maybe he's got friends too,

friends who'll fight
on his side.

It's possible.

You picked yourself
a tidy chore, didn't you?

What's he done to you?

Why are you after him?

Next question.

You're behind
that wall again.

It seems like
nothing can reach you,

nobody can reach you.

Suppose your man's
not in San Juan.

Suppose you can't find him.
Then what do you do?

Keep moving south,

and keep looking for a man
who wants to kill you?

Mona! We are in San Juan.

All right, mister.
It's the end of the line.

Turn off that hungry look.

I'm alive.

I'm not for you.

Mona.

Thanks for the ride.

I don't even know your name.

I won't know who to look for
in the obituary column.

Don't look. Just stick
to the front page.

Nothin'?
No, nothin'.

We fine-combed the hills
to the north.

You better try the west.

All right, all of you men,
as of now, you're deputized.

That means if you catch
the Leacock killers, you catch 'em legal.

If you get 'em alive, you bring 'em in alive.
No Judge Lynch hangings.

Love that music.
Ahh!

Giddyap!

Jail's too good for him!

We gotta rid this country
of his type.

You know what I'd do?
I'd hang 'em immediately.

I'd give 'em the same chance
they gave Nancy Leacock.

Whoo-hoo! Look at that.

What's the matter with you?
You think you're playing a funeral scene?

Come on.

Hello!

Oh, look at that!

You feel that strong about it,
catch the posse.

Stay inside the law.
We oughta lynch 'em.

Hello!

Inside the law, outside the law--
That don't matter.

What matters is gettin' those killers.
That's right.

Thank you for your attention,
ladies and gentlemen.

If any of you want to make
four bits apiece,

all you got to do is put up some canvas
and pull on some rope.

Whiskey.

Hemp Brown.

Chang!

How are you,
you barbaric occidental?

All right, I guess.
What are you doin' way out here?

I've been here about six years,
ever since your father retired from the army.

I heard about your trouble.

It was in the local paper
down here.

sure.

I'm real famous.
They use my name to frighten children.

Where's that whiskey, friend?

It might be wise
not to mention your name around here.

The people are excited
and bitter about a recent murder.

They might misunderstand.

Howdy, howdy!
Step right up!

We are here to give you
a glimpse...

of our astonishing feats
of legerdemain.

Magic to you.

Permit me now
at this time...

to introduce my lovely assistant,
Miss Mona Langley!

Isn't she lovely?

Ahh.
Flowers for the lady.

And now,
our crowning achievement,

incredible to all,
horrifying to some,

will be performed
before your eyes tonight...

when this beautiful
young lady...

curls up
in this box.

And while she's in the box,

I shall pierce her through
again and again...

with these very swords.

Hold them for a minute with your beautiful legs.
I'll be right back.

That's him--
That's him that killed Mrs. Leacock.

And this is only a sample
of what you'll see tonight,

because, for one quarter--

25-cent piece, two bits--

Hey! They got
the Leacock killer!

The Leacock killers!

They caught one of 'em.
Come on!

The man you're after,
he's the one they caught.

I recognized him
from your picture.

Jed Givens?

Don't you see
everything's all right?

The sheriff will
take care of him for you.

Kill him!

Kill him!

Kill him!

Hyah!

That's far enough!

That's far enough.
Now we'll have it my way.

Any person's got the right to a fair trial,
and that man's gonna get one.

When, tomorrow?
Yeah!

Next day? Next month?

Yeah!
Yeah!

Give him a chance
to escape?

Yeah!
Yeah!

Hold it, hold it,
hold it!

Tonight,
at the Savoy Saloon.

And if you wanna make yourself useful,
go get Judge Rawlins.

But you--
you saved his life.

I had to.

I've got
to keep him alive.

All right, you can bring in the prisoner.
Get him, Frank.

It's about time you got this trial started
before they tear this place apart.

I deputized 10 men,
but I'm not sure even that's enough.

You just make sure you keep this crowd in hand.
This trial's going to be legal.

I'll do my best.
Just get started.

Mr. Murphy,
you still willing to be defense counsel?

Let's have it quiet.

All right, Carl.
You said you have a witness. Let's see him.

Get him, Sheriff.

They can't hang him.
They can't.

Not till after
I've made him talk.

Hook.

Who's he?

A drunken liar
and a lying drunk.

Be seated.

You swear to tell the truth
and nothin' but the truth, so help you God?

sure.

Please tell the court what you told me
and the sheriff here.

Well, uh,
on the morning of the murder...

I was, uh,
cutting across the fields near the Leacock place,

and, uh,
I-l heard these shots.

So I rode fast
to the ranch house.

I see this here
big fella standing over...

this woman's body.

And, uh, he had a gun
in one hand...

and a-- a little jewel box
in the other.

And is that big man
among those here tonight?

That's him.

That's him right there.

Your witness, John.

YOu say you saw Mrs. Leacock
just after she'd been shot down.

Why didn't you do something
about it?

Well, I-1 would have.
sure, I would have.

Only he had a bunch of men
with him.

How late in the afternoon
did all this happen?

Afternoon?

Who said anything
about the afternoon?

It was, uh,
maybe 10:00 in the morning,

last Tuesday
on the Fourth of July.

That's all.

Just a minute.

You want a witness
for your side?

You?
Me.

You know something about this case?
That's why I'm here.

All right.
Take the stand.

Do you swear
to tell the truth,

nothin' but the truth, so help you God?
I do.

You have some testimony
pertinent to this case?

I have. There's a man named Bo Slauter.
You know him?

Almost everyone does.

He runs a place three days out the north road.
Calls it the Slaughter House.

Is he a reliable man?
Oh, yes, very.

Man of
the highest integrity.

All right,
then read this.

All right, John. Let's see it.
Let's see it.

"I, Bo Slauter,
testify that on the above date,

in the presence of Jed Givens,
very much alive,

I heard him confess" --

That's all there is.

Only thing-- How do I know
Slauter wrote this?

I would know his handwriting, Judge.
I'm his attorney.

All right.
I'll stipulate that's Slauter's handwriting.

Only what's it got to do with this trial?
Read the date.

Why, uh, July 4.
That's right.

The day Jed Givens was supposed to have killed
the woman on the Leacock ranch.

Why, it's a three-days ride

between the Slaughter House
and the Leacock ranch.

My client couldn't possibly have been in both places
on the same day.

Your Honor, I move
for immediate dismissal.

No!

Quiet!

Let's have it quiet!

Case dismissed.

Get that man out,
and get him out fast.

Quiet!
I will have quiet!

Quiet here!
Quiet!

Out of the way, men.
Make way.

Make way, folks.

You been lucky twice in a row,
lucky to be alive.

Don't push your luck.

Listen, everybody.
Everybody!

Listen to me.
Listen!

You know who that man is?
The man whose lies got that killer off?

That's Hemp Brown,
that's who he is.

Hemp Brown!

Hemp Brown?

Let's get both of them.
Somebody get the torches.

You go after Givens.
we'll get Brown.

I've never seen you before.

Well, maybe
you ain't been lookin'.

But you recognized me.

You've seen me before.
Where?

Now, mister, don't go building a whole house
out of a box of matches.

sure, 1 seen ya, but--

Maybe you saw me
at the payroll massacre.

Maybe you were there.
That right?

I was there. I was there.

Where's Givens?
Where'd he go?

How would I know?
How'd you know he'd come to San Juan?

Because the gold's here
in San Juan, that's why.

The payroll money.

That's right.
Where is it?

I don't know.
only Givens knows.

I think maybe you know.

Strangling me ain't gonna help, mister.
That's all I know.

Hemp!
There's some men out front.

I saw them
from the alley.

All right, Chang.
Hold him.

Block all the roads
out of town, boys!

Somebody check in there.

See anything over there?

Dan, take some men
and check the back alley.

Couldn't have gotten
out of town.

Everything is blocked.

Let's try back up the street.

Wait a minute.

We ain't looked in here yet.

sorry.

There's no show tonight.
On, I--

I didn't mean
to bust in on you, lady.

We're lookin'
for Hemp Brown.

Do I look like him?

sorry, lady.

Come on, boys. Come on.

Thanks.
Hemp, that was too close.

I'm scared.

You can't fight
a whole town.

I can't leave town
till 1 find Givens.

Where do I start
lookin' for him?

I know you have
to find him.

Even before I knew you were Hemp Brown,
I think I knew it.

I just didn't have
the courage to admit it.

When I saw Givens talking to Bolanos,
I was so afraid that--

Huh? Givens talking
to Bolanos?

Why?

I don't know. I--
I only saw them talking for a few minutes.

Show wagon.
What?

When I met you and Bolanos, you were coming south.
Coming from where?

I met Bolanos in a little town
called Snag Pine.

Snag Pine!

Show wagon's not out there now.
Where is it?

Bolanos took it to the livery stable.
He said something needed fixing.

They gotta be somewhere
in these alleys.

A couple of you
try down there.

Come on.
We'll circle toward the plaza.

Hurry, Givens. Hurry!
I want out now.Out of the whole thing.

The people in this town,
they are crazy.

They are insane!
If they catch us, they'll--

I'm gettin' sick and tired
of your blubbering, Bolanos.

Who thought of using
this show wagon...

to sneak the gold down here
from Snag Pine?

Me.

And who picked up
Hemp Brown, of all people?

You.

It wasn't me.
It was Mona.

I couldn't stop her.
How could I tell her the truth?

All right.

Hoist away.

I gotta hand it
to you, Givens.

You almost made it work.

What were those shots?

Sounded like it came
from the stables.

Come on!

Now, Givens. Now.

They're in there,
all right!

All right, boys,
let's take the door!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

Listen. Listen!

Listen,
they'll smash in here.

Nothing's gonna stop 'em.

They'll tear us apart,
you as well as me.

Get up.

That way. That way.

You're stayin' with me.
If we get caught, we get caught together.

Now over there.

Where you goin'?

What's the matter with you?
We gotta get out of town. You as well as me.

No, you've gotta get out of town.
I don't care one way or the other.

You don't care?
Don't you wanna live?

Not the kind of life you've left me.
Let's go.

No. No, not this way.

Let's go the other way.
Please!

There's a jail cell over there.
You'll be safe in it for a while.

No. No, you don't.

I'm not gonna try
and you can't make me.

Where was that shot?
Sounded like it come from the square.

Come on, boys,
but be careful.

You--

Now they'll find us.

You're as dead as me.
Just as dead.

Over there.

There they are.

Careful. They're armed.

No shootin', boys.
We'll handle this legal.

They'll see us,
kill us!

We're goin' over there.
Come on.

That's far enough.

Shooting's too good for 'em.
Get a rope, somebody.

Let's have a party!
Hold it, boys.

They're coming.
Let me inside.

You tell your story.
You tell it loud and you tell it fast.

Hemp Brown is innocent!

Hemp Brown is innocent!

What did he say?
Innocent of what?

Innocent of what?

Lock me up.

Let me go. I'll talk inside.
You'll talk now.

I did it!

I robbed the army payroll!

Planned the whole thing!
Take me inside.

The troopers and the woman--
who killed them?

I did it! Me!

That's all there is!

Let me go.
That's all there is. Let me inside.

Please, let me inside.

Hold it! Hold it!