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Just might be done--

What's up, Roy?

Whoa.

Hey, hey, how's all?

Hey, you coming to the circus, huh?

Stop that.
What's the matter with you?

The way he whistled at you
is an insult.

I'm tired of your jealousy.

Now, behave yourself.

So you're coming to see us, eh?

Oh, what a pretty little girl. Very--

On behalf of the entire population
of our fair township,

welcome to Virginia City.
Oh, thank you. Thank you very much.

For myself, for my troupe,
and for my sister, Donna Luisa.

Ben. Ben Cartwright! Ha, ha.
Ha, ha, ha.

Hey, now.
Oh!

Now this whole trip
from San Francisco

is worth all the inconvenience.

Well, I was wondering if you'd have
time to say hello to an old friend.

My delight is beyond expression.

Going on ten years now, isn't it?
Ten years.

Oh, Guido, my son, Joseph.

Signor Guido Borelli.
That's all right--

Petina, Carlo, I have the honor

to present my old and good friend,

Ben Cartwright,
also his son, Joseph.

Signorina Petina Anselmi.
Signor Carlo Alfieri.

How do you do?
How do you do?

Oh, Donna Luisa,
you remember Ben Cartwright?

Who could forget Ben Cartwright?

Donna Luisa.

It is such a pleasure
to see you again.

How wonderful to see you.
This is my son Joseph, Donna Luisa.

Now, this is what I've done.

Seen as I heard
you were coming to town,

I canceled your hotel reservations.

My two older boys are away
on a cattle-buying trip

and there's lots of room
at the Ponderosa.

So you're all coming out there
to stay with us.

Just like that?
Just like that.

Magnifico, we go.
Come on.

You carry this stuff with you
wherever you go?

But, of course.

How else could I satisfy
the inner-man?

And if the inner-man is not content,

then the outer-man is not fit
to inhabit a civilized society.

A pinch of oregano,
the finest from Greece.

A pinch, no more.

Heh, heh. It is like the garlic.

One wishes only the perfume,
not a suffocation.

You know, it is not everyone I would
give my prized family recipes to.

Tonight, my old friend,

you will dine
on a caponata di melanzane

and a pasta di sarde
such as you have not eaten

since you were at my villa
in Palermo.

Yeah, well, I remember
when I was at your villa in Palermo,

my clothes fit just a bit too snuggly.

Well, first, it has to simmer a little.

While it's simmering,
why don't we have a little marsala.

I still have couple of bottles up
in that case I brought back with me.

So Ira gets sick on the vinegar

and Hess ends up winning
the contest anyway.

Well, what's so funny?

Telling them about the time I entered
Hoss in that flapjack-eating contest.

Yeah, well, let's not bring up
those painful memories again.

And let us not spoil my melanzane.

It will be ready soon, so I suggest you
ladies get dressed for dinner.

Of course.

Come along, child.

Joe? Signor Alfieri?

Yeah, thanks, Pa.
No, thank you.

If you will excuse me,
I also have to change.

Ah, Sicilians and temperament.

They go together like food and wine.

Oh, I don't know.

You're Sicilian.

And I've never noticed
very much temperament in you.

Oh, that's true, of course, but...

Huh?

Petina.
Petina, I want to talk with you.

Please.

I don't like the way you say that.

Petina, please. Come in.

What is the matter now?

The same as always.

Does it give you pleasure
to give me such pain?

Pain, pain, pain.

Carlo, it seems to me you use
that expression much too often.

How do I give you pain?

You know without my telling you.

Do you think I'm blind?

The way you're flirting
with the one they call Little Joe.

Because I am being courteous
to the son of our host.

Your insane jealousy calls it flirting.
Now, that--

I can't stand this much longer, I--

You sound like we were married.

That's what I want.
Carlo. Carlo, please.

Don't suffocate me with your love.

What is the matter with you?

I love you, but...

I must feel free.

Don't you understand?

Free?

Free to do what, huh?

To flirt with every man you see?

That is what you think I'm doing?

All right, from now on,
I will do just as you accuse me.

Tell the truth.

Have you ever dined more royally?

Well, to tell the truth,

not since you cooked for me
in Palermo.

Aha! You see why I love
this Ben Cartwright?

I ask for a compliment
with outrageous bluntness

and from his magnificent head,
he gives me willingly what I ask.

Pay no attention to him,
Ben Cartwright.

My brother is, as always,
a spoiled and mischievous child.

Pay no attention to her.
She speaks as she does

only because she brought me up
when our parents died.

When I have a white beard
down to here

I will always be to my beloved sister,
an infant.

Well, for an infant, you didn't do too
badly in that dark alley in Palermo.

Oh, that was nothing.

Nothing? Heh.

If it wasn't for that "nothing,"
I wouldn't be sitting here tonight.

What do you mean?

That's how I met Guido.

I was going back to the hotel,
it was dark, late at night,

and I lost my bearings
and wound up in an alley.

And there were two fellows there
with stilettos and they came at me.

And for a little while,
it was nip and tuck.

Until suddenly, there was Guido,
jumping at them, swinging away.

Between the two of us, we made
short trip for those two, didn't we?

That was a fight, my friend.
Now, that was a fight.

And how did you pay me back, huh?

Listen, all of you.

He challenged me
to a game of chess.

This ingrate who now so charmingly
poses as our host,

do you know what did to me?

He checkmated me in seven moves.

Seven. Heh, heh.

But never again.

Over the years,
ever since that disastrous night,

I have developed
a unique method of play.

I challenge you to a return match,
my friend.

Anytime.

Tonight?
Right now.

Good. Ha, ha, ha.

As usual, I have eaten too much.

Well, why do we go outside
and get some air?

That's sounds wonderful.

Come en, Guide,
let's not hold up the game.

Which hand?
Uh, that one.

So you have the advantage
of the first move.

But I warn you,
it will not affect the outcome.

Well, we'll see. We'll see.

What kind of a crazy move is that,
opening with your knight?

Crazy like a fox.

And I am ready to spring the trap
that you are headed for.

Hmm.

Well, take your time.
Take your time.

Hmm.

Your move.

Good night.
Good night. Sleep well.

Mm-mm.

How you doing? Your room all right?
Fine. Thank you.

Did Petina tell you that...

...she and I
are practically engaged to be married?

No, she didn't mention it.

Well, let me tell you then. We are.

Congratulations.

Now that you know,
I must insist,

leave her alone.

Oh, what do you mean "insist"?

Let me put it in another way.

I'm warning you.

You're making a big thing
out of nothing.

Just stay away from Petina.

Eh. Heh.

En Garde, your queen is in danger.

Yes, so I see.

Take your time.
Take all the time you want.

This will take some time
to figure out.

I tell you what, Ben,
suppose we continue this tomorrow.

I'd like to retire. The food and the wine,
the long trip. I'm rather tired.

And I have to set up the act
tomorrow morning.

Oh, certainly.
I think I'll just stay put here

and try to figure out
what you're up to.

Good night, Ben.

Good night.

Yes, Guido?

I wanted to say good night
and ask how you felt.

I feel fine. Why?

Well, it was a long trip.

I thought if you were tired, I could
postpone the practice tomorrow.

No. I will be ready.

That is, if Carlo will.
Carlo?

We had another quarrel
about his insane jealousy.

I don't know what to do about him.

Oh, little one,

do not bother your pretty head
with all the Carlos in this world.

They are just young boys
spouting puppy love.

Someday, when you are ready,
you will know real love.

And meanwhile,
I must endure Carlo's moods.

I told you, forget about Carlo.

Now, you go to bed
and get a good rest, you hear?

Yes, master.
Heh.

Oh, Guide,
What would we all do without you?

Good night.

Who is it?
Borelli.

Enter.

Good.

You're getting ready
for rehearsal tomorrow, huh?

I'll be ready, as always.
Mm-hm.

Hold out your hand.

You call that being ready
"as always"?

It's Petina. She's driving me crazy.

And I love her so much.

And she tenures me.
She tenures me constantly.

Always flirting with other men.

Tonight, it was--
Cartwright?

Yes. Yes. Right under my nose,
in front of everybody there.

Listen, Carlo,

Petina is old enough
to choose her own man.

Perhaps you're not the one.

Perhaps you should give her up.
No. No, don't say that.

But I must.

Our lives depend on each other,

each other's hands.

And I cannot afford instability
in the act.

If you cannot solve
your personal problems,

I will have to look for a more mature,
less romantic aerialist.

No.

No, the trapeze is my life.

I thought Petina was your life?

I need both.

Well, unfortunately,
few men get everything they want.

So make up your mind, Carlo.

Either settle these rivalries
once and for all,

or give up Petina.

I'll give you until we open
in Virginia City.

In the meantime,
get yourself under control.

Now, remember, we set up the rigging
and start rehearsal tomorrow.

Hee!

Hee!

You were just great.
I couldn't believe it.

Boy, that looks like fun.

Guido.

Careful.

Hee! Aw!

After all these years,
you're still afraid.

I'm always afraid.

He's too old for the trapeze.

Hee! Aw!

Well, he looks in pretty good shape
to me.

He should have retired long ago.

I've told him and told him,
but he won't listen.

Why won't he retire?

I don't know.

Unless he's trying to punish himself
for the death of Angelina.

Angelina?

Oh, I forgot.
You haven't seen Guide for years.

Angelina was a young aerialist
he married.

Together, they performed
the salto mortale,

their death-defying leap.

Until one night in Seville,

only three months
after their marriage,

Guido failed to catch her

and she fell to her death.

He has been blaming himself
ever since.

If only he would listen to reason.

Give up the trapeze
to the younger men.

Beautiful.
Hey.

That was beautiful.

Well, Little Joe,

do you think you would like to try
the trapeze?

Oh, no, not me. I have enough trouble
getting on and off horses

let alone a trapeze.

That reminds me,
I have a favor to ask of you.

Anything.

I have never ridden a horse.
Would you teach me?

Sure. When do you wanna start?
Right now?

But you can't ride in that.
Let's get back to the Ponderosa,

get you something more appropriate.
All right.

You know, I think
you did real well for the first time.

Do you really think so?
Absolutely.

Even with my handicap?
Ha, ha.

Thank you for the lesson, Little Joe.

Believe me, that was my pleasure.

I guess I better put up the horses.

"Don't touch. Game still alive." Heh.

I want to talk to you.

Sure.

I warned you to leave Petina alone.

I can't fight you
while you're a guest in the house.

I'm challenging you to a duel,
don't you understand?

If you're not a coward,
you will accept.

What, are you serious?

Never more so.

Are you man enough
to defend your honor?

Oh, come on.

Now, this is pretty silly, isn't it?

I fail to see the humor.

Do you accept or not?

A duel?

All right. Fine.
I have the choice of weapons, right?

Correct.
Okay. I choose fists.

I agree. Name the time.

This afternoon, about an hour.

That is acceptable.

Now, one more condition.

It's just between you and me.

You don't tell anybody about it.
Agreed?

Ag reed.

All right, I'll meet you by the barn
in an hour. I'll have the horses ready.

Oh...

I neglected to warn you.

In addition to being an expert
on the trapeze,

I'm an expert with my fists.

All right, expert,

let's see what you got.

We both got in a couple of good licks.
Come on, let's forget it.

Now you've made me mad.

Come on,
I'll give you a hand up on your horse.

Leave me alone.

Leave me alone.

All right. I'm sorry.

Mr. Cartwright.

Mr. Cartwright.

Mr. Cartwright.

What happened?

I don't know,
but it doesn't look good.

I came across him by the east
pasture on my way back from town.

Had that stuck in him.

It's my knife.

Is he gonna make it?

I don't know, Ben.

He's got, at most, an outside chance.

Fortunately,
the knife was deflected by a rib.

Is there anything we can do?

No.

It's out of our hands, Joe.

But somebody should stay with him.

I want to.

Please?

Fine.

Let me know
if he regains consciousness.

I'll be in the kitchen.

I could use some coffee.

Joe.
Hi, Roy.

How's Alfieri getting along?

He's still alive.
That's about all I can say.

Well, that's something.

At least it won't be a murder charge.

But I am gonna have to book you
on assault.

Roy, you know I didn't have any more
to do with that than you did.

Wait, you admit to the fight.
It was your knife.

Somebody stole my knife.

Now, Roy.
Hi, Ben.

You don't believe
that Joe's guilty of anything?

No, Ben.
I don't really believe that Little Joe here

is guilty of something like this.

But until-- Until Alfieri
regains consciousness,

if he does and he's able to tell us
exactly what happened,

I'm gonna have to do my job.

Well, of course,
you have to do your job.

Well, we'll know what happened
when Alfieri comes to.

Joe, I think you better go
along with Roy.

All right.
Thanks, Ben.

And you will let me know
if there's any change in his condition?

Of course, I will.
Thanks.

There are times when words are.

Well, what can I say except
you have my sympathy.

Thank you, Guido.

I just don't understand.

Who could have done such a thing
to that young fellow? Why?

You may think it a foolish thing
to suggest,

but to take your mind off your worries,
let's resume our chess game.

Yeah.

Why not?

Better than just standing around
waiting.

And we can get rid of this.

I believe it is my move.

You didn't give that
too much thought.

I told you, I've spent a long time
improving my game.

You must be pretty confident.

I am going to get some fresh air.

Donna Luisa is staying by Carlo.

My move should keep you occupied
for a bit.

So if you will excuse me,
I want to talk to Petina.

Oh, poor child.

I am so sorry for Carlo.

And so ashamed.

You have nothing to be ashamed of,
dear Petina.

But I do.

I teased him,
constantly made him jealous.

Because he behaved
like a schoolboy.

He is young, immature,

unaware of real beauty.

But I should have understood.

I am young too.

But you're a woman,
and a very beautiful woman.

And you will need
and seek maturity when...

When Carlo goes to his maker.

Oh, don't say that.

We must face the truth.

My love.

Guido.

I must speak to you.

Now.

Go away. I still haven't figured out
your strategy.

But I Will.

Well, take your time.
I'll check on Carlo.

How dare you summon me
that way.

What are you up to,
my little brother?

What kind of talk is that?

Don't try to put me off.

I know you too well.

Don't forget I was both
mother and father to you.

I know every beat of your head.

And I know you
for what you really are.

And what is that, my beloved sister?
A child.

A willful, spoiled child

who thinks only of what he wants.

What is it you want now?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Guido.

Guido, don't you know I speak to you
for your own good?

Don't you know I love you
as a mother loves her child?

Will you stop calling me a child!

Don't raise your voice to me.

You resent my calling you a child,
but you are a child.

That is your genius on the trapeze,

and your weakness in life.

Oh, Guido,

I have seen the way
you look at Petina

when you think no one is observing.

I have seen the desire in your eyes.

You talk like a fool.
Petina is like my own daughter.

Oh, no.

What I say is the truth.

Admit it.
You hope to have Petina for your own.

Why? To replace Angelina?

Shut up.
Not until I have finished.

Angelina is dead. Dead.
Quiet!

God will punish you if Carlo dies.
Must I strike you to make you stop?

Go ahead.
Do what you wish with me.

No.

Leave Carlo alone, Guido.

Leave Petina alone.

It is too late for you.

You are too old.

I hate you.

Your move.

Hmm? Oh.

Just like that, huh?
Just like that.

Guido, I must say,
you've changed over the years.

In what way, my friend?

Well, in this chess game
for instance.

You've become a player
of daring and risk.

Well, what is wrong with daring
and risk so long as you win?

Well, nothing, of course.

It depends upon what you wanna win
and why.

You've done very well for yourself.

You're a man of world renown.

You're at the very top
of your profession.

A risky profession.

Don't you think it's about time
you thought of retiring?

Retiring?

Why, Ben,
I feel as young as a boy of 20.

No.

No. Age is in the way you feel, Ben.

Surround yourself with youth,
and you stay young.

Well, I enjoyed being young,
and now I enjoy being the age I am.

Yes, but you have a family.

And I have nothing.

Only my sister Donna Luisa,
of course.

Yes, I understand

that since we were last together

you had a wife.

Angelina.

My beautiful young, Angelina.

You must be very lonely without her.

Lonely.

My friend, you don't know the tenure,
the anguish of such loneliness.

It is-- It is more than I can endure.

And I will not stand for it any longer.
I will not.

Have you, uh...?

Have you thought
of what you might do?

Do?

Why, get married again, of course.

Another beautiful girl?

Like Patina?

Well, why not Patina?

No reason.

It depends on Petina.

Well, Petina is a woman.
She needs to be told what to do.

There.

Ah! My friend,
I'm afraid you've lost the queen.

You moved right into my trap.

I sacrificed a knight
and captured a queen. Ha-ha-ha.

Yeah, that trap worked very well,
Guido.

Very well indeed.

Well, I guess
without this queen of mine,

game's pretty well over.

I am afraid so.

If you'll excuse me,
I must get some rest.

Remember, we give our first
performance tomorrow night.

Oh, you're going on without Carlo?

Even without Carlo.

I am the star of the act.
The others are replaceable.

"Sacrifice a knight
to capture a queen."

You didn't see anybody?
You didn't hear anybody? Nothing?

Pa, it's just like I told you.

As far as I know, Carlo and I
were the only ones out there.

I didn't have the knife with me, Roy,
because I know I left it in my room.

Well, it's obvious that you weren't
the only ones out there.

And anybody around the Ponderosa
could have stole your knife.

Yeah.

Quite a chess game.

Quite a chess game.

Well, what's chess got to do with it?

Oh, Joe.

Sometimes you learn a great deal
about a chess player

when he's willing
to sacrifice a knight

to capture a queen.

Borelli has been playing you and Carlo
against each other all along.

Borelli?
I thought he was a friend of yours.

Yeah, well, I guess he was.

But the years change a man,
I guess.

Particularly when he's afraid
of growing old.

Ben, you think that Borelli done it,

but you ain't got a shred of proof
of that.

Roy, I think I can prove my point

with Hoss' help.
Hess?

I forgot to tell you. I rode into town
last night to send him a wire.

He'll be along on the next stage.

Borelli's never seen him.

Roy, I want you to help me
set up a trap for him.

Before his performance tonight.

Borelli likes to play games.

But we're gonna teach him a game
that he won't forget.

Get me a piece of paper.

I wanna write a note for Hoss
to send to him.

Joe, don't worry.

Howdy there, partner,
I'm glad to see you got my note.

I don't reckon I'd even recognize you,
but I know you're Borelli.

I asked you to come only because
you aroused my curiosity.

What is it
you want to see me about?

Well, I thought I made that
downright clear.

Or would you like me
to pay a little visit to the local sheriff?

Come to the point. I have to give
a performance within an hour.

All right, Mr. Clown,
I'll lay it right on the line for you

and make it real simple.

Then you can stop
this fancy dee-daddling.

It so happens that yesterday afternoon
I was taking myself a little nap

up there in one of them big pine trees
on the Ponderosa.

When all of a sudden,
there's all this racket, see.

That's what woke me up.

Two fellows fighting.

One of them whupped the other one,
jumped on his horse,

run off and left that other poor fellow
just laying there.

He just son of laid down,
passed out.

And then all of a sudden,

the strangest thing happened.

Would you like for me to continue?

Proceed.

Then all of a sudden,
there was this other fellow.

He must've been hiding out there
behind one of them trees all along

because he comes sneaking up
about this time, see.

He's sneaked right up
on that poor fellow there.

And you know what he done?
He got himself a knife in his fist.

Enough.

What do you want?

I don't--
I don't hear too good out of this ear.

I said, what do you want?

Well, now, I've been hankering
to take myself a little trip.

See a little bit of Mexico.

And I sure would hate
to go down there shod of cash,

if you know what I mean.

How much?

Huh?

How much?!

Oh, I figure 5,000, gold.

Impossible.

I could not raise that money
in so short a time.

My, oh, my, that's a shame.

Yes, sir, that's a terrible shame.

I figure that fellow Ben Cartwright
would pay that and then some

to get that boy of his out of jail,
don't you reckon? Heh, heh.

All right. All right.

I have no choice in the matter.

You will have to wait
until I wire my bankers in New York.

Huh?

I said you will have to wait
until I wire my bankers in New York!

Fair enough, partner.

Stop or I'll shoot!

Guido!

I said, step!

Joseph. Joseph.

He's going to do the salto mortale.

Enrico, go up there.

It is too late for you.

You are too old.

It is too late for you.

You are too old.

Before I leave,
I want you to understand.

I did not know my brother was guilty.

It is true, I suspected it.

But I could not face it.

Do you believe me?

Of course, I believe you,
Donna Luisa.

I can't tell you how sorry I am
about everything.

It is I who am sorry.

Then goodbye, Ben Cartwright.

Goodbye, Donna Luisa.

You take care of yourself.
See, I've learned my lesson.

I'm no longer jealous. I think.

Hiyah. Hiyah!

Hiyah!

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