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DRIVER: Hyah! Hyah!

My trip to Rock Point

wasn't exactly on official business.

It was an answer to the summons of a very old friend,

Josh Wilkins, the town's Wells Fargo agent.

His letter had been a little vague,

but it made clear that he was very worried about something,

and that it concerned a woman.

Oh, good afternoon. May I help you?

Yes, I'm looking for Josh Wilkins.

Jim Hardie! Sure glad to see you.

How are you, Josh? Good to see you. Fine.

Uh, this is Ann Rawlins.

Ann, this is Jim Hardie, one of my best friends.

Jim's a special investigator for Wells Fargo.

I'm glad to know you, Mr. Hardie.

Pleased to meet you, ma'am.

Let's go in where we can talk.

Is that the girl?

Doesn't the name Rawlins mean anything to you?

Nope.

Wilt Rawlins.

The outlaw?

Bank robber, killer.

That's his wife.

Well, those seem to be good qualifications

for a Wells Fargo employee.

How come you to choose her?

It's taken her a long time

to win the confidence of the people of this town,

and now I'm scared that if anything happens,

it could destroy her.

And what makes you so sure anything is gonna happen?

Rawlins escaped from jail a couple of weeks ago.

He's been seen in the vicinity.

And one of the Blackwell mine gold shipments

would make a good target for him,

especially if his wife tipped him off. Is that it?

I'm positive Ann wouldn't do anything wrong.

Besides, she claims she hates Wilt.

It's just that I...

feel I have a duty to Wells Fargo,

and I don't know very much about women.

And I thought the company should know.

Everything's taken care of, Josh.

Well, wait a few minutes

and I'll drive you home in the wagon.

Oh, it won't hurt me to walk.

Oh, no, Ann, you look too tired.

You've got a lot of things to do, Josh.

Stay here and take care of 'em.

I can drive Ann home if she doesn't mind.

Well, that's very nice of you, Mr. Hardie.

Oh, thank you, Jim.

Good night, Josh. Good night, Ann.

I'll be back.

I live about a mile north of town.

A mile? Right.

The way Josh talked,

it sounded more like 10 miles.

But then that's the way Josh is.

Long as I've known him, he's...

been about a half mother to

all the stray dogs and cats in the territory.

Sometimes he gets clawed for his trouble.

Josh Wilkins is about the finest man

I've ever known, Mr. Hardie.

Believe me, I'd never do anything to hurt him.

If you're here to persuade Josh Wilkins to fire me, Mr. Hardie,

you're gonna have a hard time of it.

And I'm not gonna quit.

It would simplify matters if you did.

Not for me, it wouldn't.

I've got a 13-year-old boy to support,

and nobody else in this town would give me a job.

Did you ever think that maybe this isn't your town?

Why, Jody was born here.

It's as much our town as anybody else's.

That's why I wouldn't let 'em drive us out.

Must take a great deal of courage.

It wasn't courage.

Even if I could have sold our place,

I wouldn't have known how to explain to Jody

why we had to run away

on account of things his father did.

We've stuck it out this far,

I guess we can stand a few more suspicions.

Ma! Jody! I told you a million times

not to get that horse all lathered up that way.

Look, if I'd known you weren't gonna take care of him,

I never would have bought him for you.

Uh... Uh...

I... I'm sorry, Ma. I...

I was hunting way up the river, and...

and suddenly I figured it was supper time.

And you'd get worried

if I wasn't here when you got home.

Well, see that it doesn't happen again.

Look, if you've washed your hands since you came here,

shake hands with Mr. Hardie.

How are you, Jody? Fine.

JIM: Pretty nice horse for a young fella.

Fancy saddle, too.

Well, thank you for driving me home, Mr. Hardie.

I have to start supper now.

I bet she's a good cook, isn't she, Jody?

Yeah, real good.

I always say you can judge a cook

by the kind of coffee she makes.

Me? I'm an authority on coffee.

I'm afraid I can't prove my skill right now, Mr. Hardie.

Jody drinks milk, and...

Well, I just never bother making it for myself.

I haven't a single coffee bean in the whole house.

Oh? But I'll try and have some

the next time you come.

Thank you. That'll be very nice.

Well, I'll run along. Bye, Jody.

So long, Mr. Hardie.

Bye, Ann. Goodbye.

Jody, go around back and fetch some firewood.

Sure, Ma.

Why?

Why did I come here?

Because this is my home,

Jody's my boy,

and you're my wife.

Not anymore.

You walked out on us.

I guess I did,

but I couldn't forget about you, Ann.

Not in a million years I couldn't.

No, I couldn't forget you, either.

There's a great, big picture of you

just outside the sheriff's office in town.

Well, I guess my picture is spread

all over this part of the country.

But we're not gonna be here long.

Just long enough for you and Jody

to decide what you wanna take with you.

Look, you've promised too many times

that we were gonna make a fresh start somewhere else.

What are you gonna be this time?

A farmer or a cattleman?

I didn't say anything about changing my ways.

Not this time. I know better now.

The only way to provide decently for you and the boy

is to take what we need...

from them that's got it.

No!

Ann, we'll go somewhere

where my picture isn't plastered all over the country.

And I'll buy you all those things

I've been promising you.

I'll make it big, you'll see.

I don't want them anymore, not from you!

And we're not going anywhere with you!

Maybe you're not,

but Jody here and I have already had a little talk.

You're going with me, aren't you, son? You bet.

Are we really going to California, Pa?

California, Canada, Mexico...

Haven't made up my mind yet.

But you know, before we go anywhere,

we've got to get you a horse.

Maybe my horse like my palomino, Prairie King out there.

Jody, where's the firewood?

I was hiding Pa's horse.

I hid him in that thick willow grove up the hill, Pa.

I'll go out after and wipe him down.

Good boy. Is that real silver on the saddle, Pa?

You can bet your bottom dollar that's real silver.

That saddle's worth maybe $300.

Jody, I can't cook supper without firewood!

All right, I'll get it.

Don't take it particular, Ann.

Boys hate taking orders.

Maybe with a father, a husband around the house to...

Look, I told you, Will,

we're not going anywhere with you!

You don't have to make up your mind right now.

Take three or four days.

I got any clean shirts around here?

Anything you ever had here I burned.

Well, then we'll have to wash this one.

What's for supper?

We've got beans and salt pork.

Or you can have a couple of eggs.

Well, let's have beans and salt pork.

You can save the eggs and...

fix 'em for my breakfast, hmm?

You see Ann home safe?

Right to her front door.

I met her son, too.

Oh, fine boy, Jody.

Does he have a horse?

Sure.

A palomino? No.

There was one tied out in front of the house.

He'd been run pretty hard.

She tried to convince me it was the boy's.

It's not.

You think it could be Wilt's?

If it was, Ann would've said so.

Are you in love with that girl, Josh?

Love's got nothing to do with it.

It's just that she worked right by my side

for the last six months.

She couldn't be putting on an act after all that time.

What do those mine shipments amount to?

Average about 40,000 a week.

And what day are they shipped out?

Well, we pick it up at the mine

and put it on the northbound stage every Friday morning.

Are they picked up the same day?

No. Different days of the week so nobody will know.

Except who?

Except the four of us.

Me, old Sam the driver, and the mine superintendent.

That's only three.

And Ann.

All right.

You'll change the pickup date for this week,

and you're gonna have to fire that girl.

Jim, I can't do that.

If I show that I don't trust her,

all the old harpies in this town

will pick her to pieces.

And what about the boy?

Besides, we don't have any real proof.

Our duty is to protect those shipments.

You're mistaken about Ann!

Are you gonna gamble $40,000

of this company's money on that girl?

Wouldn't you gamble $40,000 on a friend?

If it was my own money I would, but it isn't.

All right, Josh.

Before you have to fire her,

I'll look around, see what I can find out.

Where will you be in case I need you?

Over at the hotel,

in the dining room...

if I can persuade my stomach

to take a little nourishment.

You wanna use the wagon?

No.

I'll go on over to the livery stable and get a horse.

I'm sorry about it, Josh.

I got it.

That's pretty good,

but you're slower than molasses.

If that bottle had been a man

he'd have pumped five bullets into ya.

All right, ready.

No, no, never like that.

Remember,

keep your elbows in

and your hand right over your gun.

Shortest distance between two points is a straight line.

Down, out, fire.

Hey, that's right. All right.

Once more.

How's that?

Pretty fast,

but you missed.

You gotta learn to hit it right smack in the middle.

Doesn't do any good to knock a man down.

WILT: When you shoot, you shoot to kill.

Always remember

that no matter how bad a man is wounded,

there's always strength enough maybe to squeeze off one shot.

You might not get another crack at him.

Isn't it getting a little late for school hours?

No, no, this is the best time of day to practice.

Tougher than when it's really dark.

All right, Jody, once...

Inside.

It's Hardie.

Invite him in when he knocks

Invite him in?

Jody, take this gun,

get right over there behind the door.

Keep it in your hand.

Wilt, please don't make Jody do this.

Well, now, I wouldn't ask him to do

anything he doesn't wanna do.

Course, if he wants to help

keep his pa out of jail, why...

I Beg of you, Wilt,

please don't make my Jody become a killer.

He made the decision.

Please,

I'll go away with you.

If you just don't do this thing,

I'll go with you like you want.

One more thing-

I want us all to have a little stake

when we settle down somewhere.

Now, the Blackwell mine

ships a lot of gold, doesn't it?

All right.

Jody.

Uh...

I heard some shooting.

Why, yes, uh, Jody was doing some target practice.

I-I'm sorry I was so long getting to the door,

but, uh, I was out back drawing some water.

For the palomino?

No.

You still claim the palomino belongs to the boy?

No. It was Wilt's,

but he just stopped here to change horses

and then he left.

Why'd you lie?

I'm still his wife.

You told Josh Wilkins you hated him.

Ma!

I'm sorry I lied to you.

But no matter how I feel about Wilt,

I couldn't be the one to turn him in.

I can understand that, I suppose.

It's only a matter of time before he's caught anyway.

He will not get caught!

He can out-ride and out-shoot anybody in the territory!

Then he'll meet his match

in some other territory.

You might have heard of people getting away with murder, Jody,

but it doesn't happen very often.

You can't make me believe anything bad about my pa!

If he killed anybody,

it's because they done wrong to him first!

He's twice the man you are,

or anybody else I've ever met!

Jody. It's all right.

It's only natural a boy should be proud of his father...

regardless.

Goodbye, Jody.

Goodbye, Ann.

Well?

Well, I think everything's gonna be all right.

What about the horse, the palomino?

It was Wilt's, all right.

Ann admitted that.

He's been and gone.

He's being chased by someone.

His horse was spent, and he stopped by there to pick up a fresh one.

I can understand Ann

not wanting to be the one to turn him in.

I knew it was something like that.

That's the way it is,

if Ann's tellin' the truth.

Good night, Josh.

All right.

What's the matter?

This.

"The gold shipment from Blackwell mine will be robbed tonight."

Where'd you get this? Found it under the door of my room

when I got up just now.

Are you plannin' on makin' a pickup at night?

Figured on testing it out.

Thought maybe at night

there wouldn't be anybody around

to see our wagon leaving there.

Been doing everything I could

to try to confuse anybody who might try a holdup.

Well, I'm in favor of keeping 'em confused.

You go right ahead with whatever plans you've got.

Come on in, Jim.

Old Sam didn't even know you were following him.

I might as well have been on the seat beside him

for all the good it did.

There wasn't any trouble.

Well, I guess this clears Sam.

And the mine superintendent.

Well, looks like maybe that note was a hoax.

Maybe.

Or maybe whoever wants the gold

decided it'd be easier to take out of the safe.

Anyway...

it's gonna be daylight in a couple of hours.

Might as well get a little sleep.

Aren't you heading back to the hotel?

I'll put my horse in the livery stable, and then I'll turn in.

That bed's gonna look awful good.

To me, too.

Good night. Good night.

Are you all right, Jim?

Yes.

I'm sorry, Josh.

I'm afraid this proves Ann was in on this.

Otherwise, how would he have known?

No, it proves she wasn't in on it.

Here, I'll show ya.

That's nothing but worthless rock.

I told Ann that we were testing up

a night pickup at the mine.

But the real pickup isn't due

until tomorrow morning.

So if Ann was mixed up in robbing the gold,

she certainly wouldn't have given Wilt the wrong information.

I'm sorry, Ann.

I don't think that anybody better come inside

till the sheriff gets here.

Jody, come with me.

What I can't figure out is who wrote that note.

Maybe it was Ann.

What would she gain by that?

Her son.