All language subtitles for 17 - The Larry Hanify Story

We get to California,

you'll have a clover pasture
all to yourself,

skin pole fence,

shed with fresh straw
once a week,

fresh carrots from
our own garden every day.

Oh, California's a wonderful
place for a horse,

and it ain't too far off,
either.

Come here.

Is... this the... Adams train?

Yes, sir.

Get McCullough.

Flint. Flint McCullough!

Mr. McCullough!

Mr. McCullough!

♪

Who is he?

He's a friend of mine.

We were soldiers together
during the war.

When a fella rode in
this morning, said,

"Adams train is
ten miles out of town,"

I knew my prayers was answered.

You never figured I'd ever
go to prayin', did you, Flint?

Is he awful sick?

I'm afraid so.

You might as well
go back to your wagon.

There's nothing more you can do.

I got out of bed

and climbed on my horse
and headed south.

Thought I missed you
for a spell.

Run into the campfires
and the little girl.

I hope I didn't give her fits.

Thanks. Thanks.

No cure in it, but it'll
splash around down there,

kinda cheerful.

You just stay here. I'll get some
help. We'll get you into a wagon.

No, no, there's no time.

I got a present for ya.

There's $342 in the wallet,
all I got left...

That and my boy Larry.

You... you take 'em both.

Joe...

You gotta take 'im.
There's nobody else.

He... he needs a man
to look up to,

a strong hand on the reins.

You take him
to California with you.

I got a brother in San Francisco

who'll look out for Larry.

Larry's a good boy.

He just... needs a... man to...

Flint. Flint!

Promise me you'll take him.
You gotta take him!

Promise me
you'll look out for him.

All right, Joe, I promise.

You'll take him?

I'll ride north in the morning.

I promise.

I promise.

Who is it?

It's Joe Hanify.

When did it happen?

Last night.

You a friend of his?

He's a good man.

Never deserved what he got.

He's a big fella,
strong as an ox.

Hard to figure on a man
like that dying of consumption.

He didn't.

Might have looked that way,
but it wasn't.

He set great store
by that boy of his.

Oh, Larry?

Oh, you know about Larry?

No. I come to get him, though.

I promised Joe here that I'd see
that he got to California all right.

Oh.

You were saying about him?

He's just across
the street there...

in the jail.

Well, why is that?

Maybe you'd best
find that out for yourself.

Well, I better
get his pa inside.

Howdy, Marshal.
The name's McCullough.

Oh? What can I do for you?

I'm a friend of Joe Hanify's.

I'd like to see, um...
Larry, if you don't mind.

Well, maybe I do
and maybe I don't.

What's it about?

Joe died last night.

He asked me to look
after his boy for him.

Ohh.

You won't have to. Territorial
government will do it for you.

Next couple of years, anyway.

What's he done?

Armed robbery.

General merchandise store down
the street a couple of weeks ago,

at least that's what
he's in for now.

I see. Has he been tried?

Nope, but I'd hate to count
the number of things

he's likely done
and gotten away with.

Oh, you want to see him,
I suppose I got no objections.

Thanks.

Come on.

Uh, you better leave that here.

Larry.

I'm sorry, George,
I can't eat it.

There's nothing wrong with it,

but I just don't
feel like eatin'.

You got company.

Sorry, I don't feel
like company, either.

I'm a friend of your father's.

You been to see him?

Yeah.

How is he?

Well, that's, uh...

that's one of the things
I wanted to talk to you about.

Well, what happened?

Huh?

Are you...

are you trying
to tell me he's...

Yeah.

Do you mind if I see him alone?

Just don't get carried away.

Hmm?

Never mind, go ahead.

I, uh...

I was in the war
with your father.

We were in a couple of pretty
tough campaigns together.

I figured that I thought
about as much of him as you.

When'd it happen?

Last night, about 11:00.

He'd, uh... done
some pretty hard riding.

Kinda brought it on himself.

Who are you?

My name's McCullough.

I, uh... I ride scout
for a wagon train.

Your father asked me
to sort of look out for you,

and I promised him
that I'd see to it

that you got to California
all right.

Didn't he tell you about me?

Well, he...
he didn't have much time.

Well, then I'll
tell you about me.

I'm a criminal.

I'm guilty of just about every
crime ever happened in this town.

Stinkin', rotten town.

Pot-shot the schoolmaster
one night when I was 11.

I was home in be at the time,
but you ask 'em,

and they'll tell you
Larry Hanify did it.

Then I tried to stick up the parson
on his way home from choir practice

two months after that.

And I tried to set fire
to Judge Talbot's house

and stole $68
from the library fund.

They'll tell you all that.

They had no proof,
no case against me.

That don't matter, though.

Anything happens
around this town,

they'll all agree I did it.

All of them?

I had one friend on this earth.

He didn't believe it...

and now he's dead.

I've tried to figure it out...

When it all started
and what started it.

Who'd I hurt to get in wrong
with a town full of people?

The more I chew on it,
the bigger it gets.

Since the day I was born,
I been blamed for things

I had no notion
what they was all about.

They've been calling me a
thief since I was 8 years old.

8 years old.

In school one day,
one of the kids lost a dime.

It was a big to-do and a search,

and it turned up
in my spelling book.

I don't know how it got there,

but there it was,

and since that time,
the schoolmaster, the town,

everybody put me down
as a thief.

We're a Reb family
in a Yankee town...

That might have something
to do with it.

But, you know, there's...

there's nothing quite like
a town gettin' down on ya,

'cause you can lick a man
or a team of wild horses,

but you can't lick a town
full of gossipy tongues

calling you a thief.

A thief.

You better go on,
Mr. McCullough.

There's nothing you
can do for me here.

What about the general store?

What do you mean, what about it?

Did you do it?

Mister, I not only had
nothin' to do with that,

I had nothin' to do
with any of those things,

clear back to that dime
in my spelling book!

I ain't a thief!
I ain't a criminal!

You don't believe me, either.

Huh?

Where were you when the
general store business happened?

I was taking care of my father.

You never took care of
your father in your life.

It's a wonder
he bothered with ya.

Okay, you better go on,
Mr. McCullough.

I'm, uh... I'm just
wastin' my breath.

Did you hear that? Yeah.

Well, what do you think?

I go along with the majority,
if that's what you mean.

Well, I think I vote against it.

I expected you would.

Well, I guess I know if
somebody's lyin' to me or not.

I guess I'm as good at it
as you are. It's my business.

You've just never run into
anybody quite like that boy before.

Marshal, he's Joe Hanify's boy.

He's got Joe's blood in him.

He can't be all bad.

He's got
his mother's blood, too.

Well, what was she like?

Saloon dame
not worth a plugged nickel.

Ran out on Joe when the kid
was just a baby.

Whole town knew she would.

The way the whole town
knew he'd be a thief

when he was 8 years old?

That's when he was caught.

Likely, he was
a thief before that.

Marshal, I think this town
got a bargain with you.

You're a marshal,
a judge, and a jury.

Town doesn't much care what
you think about that, Mr. McCullough,

and I don't, either.

All I can tell you about
Larry Hanify is this...

What his trouble is
ain't curable.

Now, he'll go to prison
for a year or two.

When he gets out, he'll
pick up right where he left off.

You're sure of that, too, huh?

Ten years ago, I owned cow
that had a calf with three legs.

It wasn't that calf's fault it had
three legs. It was born that way.

Now, that kid is
just like that calf,

only instead of being shy a leg,

he was born
without a conscience,

whatever it is inside us that makes
us feel bad when we do wrong...

Whatever that is, he ain't got.

He was born that way, and
he's gonna be that way till he dies.

He's a boy, Marshal, not a calf.

He's 17 years old, hasn't
even got his growth yet.

He can change.
What he needs is a...

It's what Joe said, he
needs a tight rein on him.

You'd like to give him a ride?

How do you mean?

You guarantee to take him west,

never let him show his face
in this town again,

I'll go see Judge Talbot and
see if he won't parole him to you.

How you gonna manage that?

I'll manage, don't worry,
but before you agree,

you got to understand
one thing...

That boy is your responsibility.

Anybody gets hurt
while he's on the loose,

it's your doing, it's not ours.

All right, now you can answer.

Let's go see the judge.

I guess the next thing
to do is leave, Larry.

We won't hold you up.

County will sell
your father's property.

When the time comes,
you'll get an accounting.

You're gonna see to it
he gets a funeral, aren't ya?

He settled that
with me a week ago.

Can I see him before I go?

Why do you want to see him?

Because he's my father.

Look, no matter what else you're
sayin' underneath your breath,

you give me credit
for lovin' my father.

You laid hands on him yet?

No.

Larry, you want
to see your father,

you go right ahead and see him.

Thanks.

Oh, Pa!

Pa!

McCULLOUGH: He didn't have much
to say on the way back,

and I didn't crowd him.

I figured a boy who'd lost
his father had a right to...

keep his feelings to himself.

Evening.

Howdy.

Say, you're new
around here, aren't ya?

Yes. Major Adams
just signed me on today.

Name's Callahan.

I'm McCullough.
I scout for the outfit.

This here is Larry Hanify.

Hello. Hi.

You seen the major around?

The last time I saw him,
he was down to the campfire.

Now, why don't you go ahead?
I'll unhitch the team.

Thanks, Callahan.

You want to get your bag?

You won't have to do
any fightin' here.

What do you mean?

I mean, this is
a brand-new town.

Want to take a look at it?

Well, there it is.

Take a good look.

They're all pullin' out,
lookin' for a second chance.

Just like you are.

I wouldn't be surprised if lots
of them had the same reason.

You see that elderly gentleman
sitting way back there?

LARRY: Mm-hmm.

That's Mr. Giannoni.

He comes all the way
from Switzerland.

He's gonna go to
someplace in California

and start himself a cheese farm.

The fella just beyond him...

That's Mr. Drexel.
He comes from Tennessee.

And over here, this is, uh...

that's Mrs. Nowak.

She comes from Wisconsin or
Minnesota, somewhere like that.

That's about all I can
tell you about any of them.

They pay their passage,
take their place in line,

rotate when it's their turn.

Any hard fightin'
or tough work comes along,

everybody pitches in,
does their share.

We sort of figure when
the people join the train,

their past
is their own business.

In fact, the major says that you
give a man a new piece of ground

and let him plow it up
a little bit,

the new set of neighbors is
gonna make a new man out of him.

Suppose he don't like plowin'?

Well, that's just
a way of sayin' it.

A man should do what he likes.

Good. 'Cause I never was
much of a hand with a plow.

Me either.

What are you gonna
tell them about me?

I'm gonna tell them you're
Larry Hanify from Morgan Fork.

What else? Nothin'.

Suit you?

I reckon.

Why you doin' all this for me?

Liked your father.

Just seems like
an awful lot to ask.

I ain't got any money.

How am I gonna pay my passage?

It's gonna cost you an
awful lot to take care of me.

That is, unless my pa
had some money.

But he didn't have
no money, did he?

I mean, when he
came here last night,

he wasn't carryin'
no money with him?

What makes you ask that?

Oh, I don't know.
I was just wonderin'.

As a matter of fact,
he had $342.

He gave it to me
to hold for you.

Gave it to you?

Yeah, to hold till we
get to San Francisco.

Well, now, why'd he
do a thing like that?

Well, I guess he wanted to
make sure your uncle got it.

All of it?

That's right.

That hardly seems fair.

Look, Flint, I'm his only
boy. That's my money.

I'm only doing what your
father asked me to do.

Well, you got it wrote out?

You got a paper

says you're to hang on
to that money?

No.

Well, then, I want it.

What kind of foolishness is it

for me to run around
broke as an Injun

with my pa's $342
in your pocket?

Just suppose I don't
go to California.

Suppose I decide
to cut out on my own

and go south to Denver instead.

Now, how about that?

Come here a minute, Larry.

I want to explain
something to you.

You don't need
to explain anything.

I was only trying to...

I said come here.

What's the matter,
Mr. McCullough?

I'm not sure. Sometimes
I get feelings about people,

and the ones I got
right now, I don't like.

Okay, okay.
Forget about the money.

It' just that I don't cotton
much to runnin' around broke.

You know, a man without a nickel
in his jeans ain't much of a man.

Well, a nickel's not gonna
make you one and neither is $342.

Now, I don't care whether
you swiped the dime or not.

Mr. McCullough...

And I don't care
about the general store

or the library fund
or Judge Talbot

or any of those things,
you understand that?

Well, then why
are you talkin' so much?

Because I'm trying to get
something through your head.

These people never
heard of Morgan Fork.

They don't know you
from Adam's Off Horse.

You got a brand-new start, and I
want you to make the most of it.

Now, don't you worry about it.

I'm gonna be just fine,
Mr. McCullough.

Can we go now?

Oh, Mr. McCullough.

Oh, hi. I thought
you was leaving.

Oh, uh, Aggie, this is
Mr. Hanify's boy Larry.

Aggie was the first one to
see your father last night.

He was awful sick. We
did all we could, but...

Aggie, Larry knows
all about that.

Oh. Are you going with us?

I reckon so.

All the way to California?

He sure is.

Well, come on, Larry.

I'll take you around
to meet everybody.

They all know about your pa.

They'll make you feel
right at home.

Go ahead.

Okay. Yeah, come on.

HAWKS: Hiya, Flint.

Howdy.

What'd you do at Morgan's
Fork, stake out a homestead?

No. The boy, he had a few
things he had to clear up.

How'd the boy take
his father's death?

Well, I guess
he knew it was comin'.

I got to scrounge around,
find an outfit for him,

maybe find him a horse.

We'll find a job for him to do.

Well, I'll be around.
I'll keep an eye on him.

No, you won't, Flint.

How's that?

You got to locate a new trail
through the Laramies.

The pass is washed out.

When'd you hear that?

This afternoon.

A fella came riding through
and told us about it.

Oh, um, Major, about this boy...

Hey, what's he up to?

Ladies and gentlemen,

now that you've all met
Larry Hanify

who has just joined us today,

he has something he'd
like to say to us.

Thanks. Thanks a lot.

I, uh, I don't know
how it happened,

it was an accident,
I guess, but...

but that song you were
just listening to

was my father's favorite song,

and if you'll let me, I'd
kinda like to sing it for you

and for him, too.

Can I borrow that guitar?

Thanks.

♪ The years ♪

♪ Creep slowly by ♪

♪ Lorena ♪

♪ The snow ♪

♪ Is on the grass ♪

♪ Again ♪

♪ The sun's ♪

♪ Low down the sky ♪

♪ Lorena ♪

♪ The frost gleams ♪

♪ Where the flowers ♪

♪ Have been ♪

♪ But the heart throbs on ♪

♪ As warmly now ♪

♪ As when ♪

♪ The summer days ♪

♪ Were nigh ♪

♪ Oh, the sun ♪

♪ Can never dip ♪

♪ So low ♪

♪ A-down affection's ♪

♪ Cloudless sky ♪

♪ The sun ♪

♪ Can never dip ♪

♪ So low ♪

♪ A-down ♪

♪ Affection's ♪

♪ Cloudless ♪

♪ Sky ♪

Say, that's quite a boy, huh?

Ha. What were you gonna say?

Oh. He's only 17 years old.

Keep an eye on him.

Yeah, I will.

We'll look out for him, Flint.

McCULLOUGH: I figured I'd be
gone five or six days

at the outside,

but it didn't work out that way.

A week went by,

and I was still miles
ahead of the lead wagon,

checking the new pass.

There's a lot of silence
out here

for a man to think in,

and I did a lot of thinking
about Larry Hanify.

MARSHAL: Anybody gets hurt
while he's on the loose,

it's you're doin',
it's not ours.

McCULLOUGH: I got the job done,
swung around in a circle,

and on the twelfth day,
I was almost home.

Rapahoe, that's
a high-binding mining town,

that was the last stop.

The train was camped
only three miles out,

and, well...

I figured I had a drink comin'.

Callahan?

Huh?

Don't you remember me?
I'm McCullough.

What happened?

I said hello to him,
and he took a swing at me.

Come on.

He's really had a snootful.

Yeah, he's been drunk
for three days.

Well, I wonder why he
left the train.

Well, Adams fired him for
trying to kill somebody.

Hey, come on in.
I'll buy you a drink.

Oh, he's just got a grudge
against the world, I guess.

Had no business hiring the fella

in the first place, gol-durnit.

Well, that's enough
about Callahan.

Let's you and me
get down to business.

Now, we go along
Assiniboine Creek here, huh?

Yeah, up to that fort.

Mm-hmm. Then around
this ridge here.

How many places
we gotta double-team?

Hmm, about twice.

We'll be here, and... probably...

Who was it that, um,
Callahan was trying to kill?

Me.

Any particular reason?

Yup. I fired him.

I had to fire him.

The fool got drunk

and gol-durn near blew my
head off with a Winchester.

Now, let's forget
about it, come on.

You didn't fire him
for getting drunk, then.

I mean, he did something else,
and then you fired him?

I fired the man be...

I fired him
because he's a thief.

What did he steal?

He stole $20 and a watch
from old man Giannoni.

Admit it?

Of course he didn't admit it.

I found the watch
in his bedroll.

And how'd you know
where to look?

Somebody saw him put it there.

Hmm...

The Hanify kid?

Yeah, that's right...

Yeah, that's right,
but how did you know?

Ah, just a guess.

I suppose you questioned
the kid pretty well.

Yeah, the kid's all right.
He was tellin' the truth.

Listen, Flint, if there's something
about this boy that I oughta know,

you better tell me.

Ah.

What kind of a job
did you give him?

I put him out with the stock,
gave him Callahan's job.

Did you ever find the money?

No, I didn't. I suppose
he spent it in Rapahoe.

Flint, you know
how these things are.

They happen all the time.

Every time we make camp

near some hell-raising
town like a Rapahoe,

some fella gets to hurtin'
for a poker stake,

so he swipes the money.
That's all there is to it.

But why are you
chewin' on this so hard?

Tsk. I don't know.

Here, let me show you
how we do this.

We go up the fork and we split
here and go up into the Laramies...

♪ As the blackbird
in the spring ♪

♪ 'Neath the willow tree ♪

♪ Sat and piped,
I heard him sing ♪

♪ Sing of Aura Lee ♪

♪ Aura Lee ♪

♪ Aura Lee ♪

♪ Maid of golden hair ♪

♪ Sunshine came
along with thee ♪

♪ And swallows in the air ♪

Hey, what's the matter?

Nothin'.

You ain't had ten words
to say all night.

Oh, I've been
thinkin' a bookful.

Oh, yeah? About what?

About what a skunk you are.

Aw, now, Aggie,
you know that ain't true.

I wish it wasn't.

You don't care a whoop
about anybody or anything,

do you?

Aw, come on, Aggie.

What do you care about, Larry?

Hey, now that's a silly kind of
a question to be asking a guy.

You know that, don't ya?

What do I care about?

Well, don't let me
interrupt you, Larry.

I'm interested, too.

What do you care about?

Well, lemme see...

I, uh...

First off, I think I'm gonna buy
me a homestead in California

and build me a barn...

buy me a cow.

Larry.

And dig in the dirt,

spend the rest of my born days

grubbing weeds
and growing corn...

and, uh... fighting bugs
and Texas fever,

and dry spells and wet spells

and all the other wonderful,
wonderful things

that the good Lord showers
down upon the sod-buster.

And when it's all over

and I come down
with consumption,

I'll have $342 in the bank,
just like my pappy did.

Yeah. That's what I care about.

I'm gonna be just like my pappy.

Hey, where you goin'?

Grandma told me
to get back right away.

Good night, Mr. McCullough.

Good night. Good night, Aggie.

Did you have yourself a high
old time in the mountains?

Why don't you put
the guitar down?

But why?

Because what I want
to talk about

doesn't need any accompaniment.

Oh? And, uh,
just what might that be?

We've come a long way
from Morgan Fork.

Pretty soon it's gonna
be too late to go back.

What do you mean, go back?

You know what
the marshal said to me

before he'd let me
take you with me?

He said anything you did

would be on
my conscience, not his.

You accusing me of something?

I ran into Callahan in town.

Oh.

You, uh... You think I shouldn't
have told on him, is that it?

You think that's a sneakin',
miserable thing to do...

Tell on a man
you know is a thief.

What if he isn't a thief, Larry?

What if he's just
a poor saddle tramp

that's lost the first good
job he's had in an age

because somebody accused him
of something he didn't do?

Now, you've been on
the wrong end before.

You've had that happen to you
many times, to hear you tell it.

Hey, now, wait a minute.

You callin' me a liar?

Did you see Callahan
take the watch? Yeah.

You'd swear to that?

Of course I'd swear to it.

I saw Callahan take that watch
and stick it in his bedroll.

Look, what do I have to do to make
you believe me, write it in blood?

What about the money, Larry?

You've been hungry for money
ever since we got to the camp...

Go on, hit me. Hit me!

Join the crowd,
have yourself some fun.

Hit me. I'm trash. I'm no good.

My ma was a saloon woman,
and even she didn't care about me.

I'm trash because my ma was
trash, and there's no help for me.

Well, let me tell you
something, mister.

If I'm trash, I ain't gonna be
the kicked-around kind of trash.

What about the
$20 gold piece, Larry?

You know, when you're trash,
you gotta keep your guard up.

You gotta watch it
twice as hard.

I didn't want
to tell on Callahan.

It was none of my business...

Old man Giannoni
and his $20 gold piece.

I didn't want to tell, but I
had to, and you know why?

Because you'd know who'd get
the blame for it, don't ya?

You're standing right there
pointing the finger at me

just like the marshal
in Morgan Fork,

and you ain't
got a thing to go on

except what those liars
told ya about me!

That's why I told on Callahan,

because I had to to save myself!

Now, if you want
to get rid of me,

I'll be glad to accommodate ya,

but I can't leave without money.

I want that $342.

The money goes to San Francisco.

All right, then shut up
and mind your own business

and quit accusing me
of thievery!

Look, believe this
one thing, will ya?

I didn't take
that $20 gold piece,

you understand that,
Mr. McCullough? I didn't do it!

If I'm wrong, I'll eat my words.

I'm going into town
tomorrow morning.

I'm gonna have me a
long talk with Mr. Callahan.

Good night, Larry.

Aggie. Aggie, wake up.

Aggie. Aggie.

What you doin' out?

You gotta help me.
I'm in trouble.

I got to have money,
and I gotta have it now.

What happened?

I got cheated. I lost a lot
of money in a poker game.

They cheated me,
honest they did.

They took all the money
I had, and they told me

if I didn't get it back
before daylight,

they was gonna
come gunnin' for me.

Poker game? What poker game?

Never mind.

Look, Aggie,
your folks got any money?

All I want to do is borrow it.

I'll pay it back, honest I will!

Where did you get enough
money to get in a poker game?

Never mind. I had some.

I never told you about it,
but I had some.

Had some? How much? $20?

A $20 gold piece?

Look, Aggie,
I got to have money.

I got to have $250
before daylight,

or they're gonna
come gunnin' for me!

Please, Aggie!

I hope they do.

I hope they come
gunning for you.

I hope they nail your hide
against Mr. Callahan's barn.

Now, you get out of here, and I don't
ever want to set eyes on you again!

Look, Aggie, you got
to help me. You got to!

Now, get out of here,
or I'll set up a holler

that'll wake up the whole camp!

I don't know where he went,
and I don't care.

He's no good.

I tried to find some good
in him, I looked for it,

but I was wrong. He's no good.

Aggie, how long ago
did this happen?

A couple of hours.

I tried to go back to sleep,
but I couldn't.

I thought I better
come and tell you.

Well, don't you go jumpin'
to any conclusions.

He may have
an explanation for it.

No. Why not?

She's right. He's no good.

I should have listened
to that marshal.

What marshal? In Morgan Fork.

That kid was in jail
on a holdup charge.

He was in jail? What...

I wanted the kid
to have a break.

Did he admit to taking that $20?

He didn't have to.
I could tell by his face.

I didn't know what to do, Major.

I never met anybody
like him before.

Aggie, have you any
idea where he went?

No. He got on his horse
and rode off.

I think he went to town.

Well, you better run off to bed.

We'll worry about it.

Oh, please don't say
anything to Grandma.

She thinks a lot of him.

We won't tell her, Aggie.
You go on to bed.

Well, have you got
any more secrets?

I'm wrong. I don't know
what that kid's got.

I look at him, I listen to him...

Lord help me, I believe him.

"You ever try to fight a
whole town," he says to ya.

I look at the townspeople,
I look back at him,

he's got tears in his
eyes... I believe him.

I look at the town,
he looks like

an innocent kid with
the world on his back.

Yeah, I guess I better
go look up Callahan

and give him another shot
at my head.

Oh, does Callahan know
that it was the kid that told?

Well, I didn't tell him.

Listen, he blew up
like an Irish grenade

when we found that watch
in his bedroll.

Claimed he was framed.

He swore he'd throttle
whoever did it.

It didn't dawn on you that
Callahan might be innocent?

Well, it never dawned on me
that that kid was lying.

You should have seen him,
should have heard him.

I practically had to wring
every word out of him.

Said he didn't want
to hurt anybody.

Claimed he couldn't
sleep at night. Couldn't eat.

His stomach was
all tied up in knots

for fear some innocent fella
would get blamed for it.

He just had to
get it off his chest.

Mm-hmm. He's a calf
with three legs.

A what?

Oh. Nothin'.

Well, look, uh, I set him loose,

I guess it's up to me
to get him back.

It's gonna be light soon.
I'll be able to track him.

He's not gonna get far.

Yeah.

Oh, uh, McCullough...

just make sure he doesn't
start talkin' first, huh?

Mister. Help me.

What happened, ma'am?

My husband Jed... shot.

Here, let me help you.

Get Jed.

Jed.

Well, let me get this bandaged.

No. Get Jed, please. He's hurt.

Near the woodshed.

Woodshed? In back.

All right, ma'am, you hold that.

How is he?

Here, you put this
under your head now.

How's Jed?

Don't worry about him now.

Dead?

I'm afraid so.

The boy thought I was dead, too.

Gave me up for dead, too.

I just lay still,
and he went away.

How long ago?

Just before sunup.

Jed was out milking.

Heard a shot.

Killed the dog.

Oh, Jed.

Then he come in,
and he wanted money.

He made me tell him
where we kept the money.

He was such a nice-lookin' boy.

What would he want money
so bad for?

What'd he want with our money?

BARTENDER: That kid hardly
seemed dry behind the ears.

Nice-lookin', clean-cut
kind of a kid.

Had no right to be hangin' around
a town like this that time of night.

You know, he said
he was fired off his job.

Had $20 to his name, had to make
it grow into $500 travelin' money.

I warned him
about that poker game.

Said them fellas played for
blood, but it didn't seem to faze him.

Oh, he was such
a nice-lookin' boy.

You sure you can't
ride out with me?

No. I'll ride out
as soon as I can, Doctor.

Well, I hope you're
wrong about Jed.

I'm not.

Better go get the sheriff.

He was on duty all night,
be sleepin' late.

No. This kid is my doin'.

This is the only
two-gun holster I got.

May have more in in a
few days if you can wait.

I can't.
I'm leavin' town directly.

When's that?

Oh, about five minutes.
I'm goin' to Denver.

Goin' by yourself?

Yeah. What's wrong with that?

It's a long way for
a kid to go all alone.

I ain't a kid, mister.

Oh.

You sure you want
a two-gun outfit?

Yeah. Why not?

Well, there ain't
one man in a thousand

can do any good
with a second gun.

That's why I keep it
in the window for show.

I wear it, it won't be for show.

Callahan!

What do you want?

This bay mare,
what's it doing here?

The Hanify kid
sold it to the boss.

When? This morning.

He said he wanted a fresh horse.

Wait a minute!

I ain't interested in
talkin' to you, mister.

Look, Callahan,
we know you're not a thief.

The major wants you
to come back to the camp,

said he'd eat crow
in front of the whole train.

Well, if I didn't do it,
who did?

You leave that part to me.
I'll take care of it.

What kind of a horse
did you give the Hanify kid?

A black gelding, white
blaze and white stockings.

Black, huh?

Hate to see a kid get
himself killed so young.

You take on that outfit, and you're
apt to be called out the first day.

I want your advice,
I'll ask for it.

Know him? No.

Stranger in town.
Come to get the doctor.

The doctor?

Yeah. Send him off
to the south somewhere.

Just seen him leave.

Hey, uh, maybe you're
right about this gun belt.

I think I'll just take the one.

What changed your mind?

Your words of wisdom.

How much do I owe you?

22.50.

All right, tell you what...

I'm gonna give you $25...

$1.50 extra for the advice

and another $1.00 to move
my horse around to the back.

That fella?

Never mind. Hurry up.

Hey, Marshal!

Who are you?

He's gonna kill me.

That guy out there's
gonna kill me!

What guy? That guy.

He's comin'. You
gotta stop him, Marshal.

He swore he'd kill me if...

If what? If I told.

Told what? Settle down,
son. Ain't nobody's gonna...

You don't know him, Marshal.
He's a killer. He'll kill you, too.

Who'd he kill? I don't
know their names.

I was riding by a bit ago, just comin'
on daylight, and I heard this shot.

Where? A couple
of miles out of town.

Sod-buster out there.
Old man and his wife.

I saw him do it, I saw
him! He killed them both!

I thought he was
gonna kill me, too,

and I promised him
I wouldn't tell,

but he's gonna kill me anyway.

Marshal, he's coming.

There. There, you see him?

You lookin' for someone?

Yeah, but that's my business.

Maybe you better
make it my business.

I'd rather handle it alone.

Yeah? Why?

Like I said, it's my business.

I'm makin' it my business, too.

You've been talkin' to
that kid. Where is he?

Give me the gun.

Where's the kid, Marshal?

I said give me that gun!

Larry!

Next time it won't be your hat!

This time you don't
talk your way out.

You're gonna kill me.

You're gonna kill me, aren't ya?

No. No, I'm not gonna kill ya.

I'm gonna let the law
do it for me.

I've known some
miserable trash in my life,

but nothing compared to you.

Don't move.

McCULLOUGH: I'll explain it
to you now, Marshal.

You don't have to.
The kid already has.

I'll bet.

Drop that gun.

McCULLOUGH: He killed
Jed Jurgis this morning.

I killed him?
I killed that poor old man?

You killed him! I saw you do
it right in front of my own eyes!

What'd I want to kill
an old man like that for?

Shut your lying mouth!

I will not!
You killed him for his money,

and you killed that poor old
woman, too! I saw ya do it!

Then we'll just have to ask
Mrs. Jurgis, won't we?

You thought she was dead,
didn't you, Larry?

But she wasn't. She was
alive when I got there.

The doctor's
taking care of her now.

That's a lie, too.
You're trying to trick me.

Then we'll just have to wait
for the doc to come back.

Won't we, Marshal?

How about that, kid?

All right, Marshal. That's fine.

That's mighty fine with me.

Get 'em up! Up! Get back. Back!

I just don't intend
to get pushed around, see?

Nobody's gonna push me
around, nobody!

And nobody's gonna call me
"trash," either.

So say your prayers.

You say your...

Aah!

McCULLOUGH: Yup, Larry Hanify
was my responsibility,

all mine,
right from the beginning.

Until the day I die,

I'll go cold inside
whenever I hear his name.

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