All language subtitles for Tales of Wells Fargo S04E10 Home Town

Hyah! Hyah!

HARDIE: In my work,
I meet all sorts of people.

People who look fine
and decent, who aren't.

Sometimes I meet people who don't look
like much and who've got bad reputations

that turn out to be all right.

Sometimes.

There's a boy
on that stagecoach.

He was one of the best drivers
that Wells Fargo ever had.

Then he went bad.

I sent him to the
penitentiary three years ago.

That's my job.

Special investigator
for Wells Fargo,

Jim Hardie. That's me.

That's him, all right.

All alone.

Told you he'd head for home
as soon as you turned him loose.

He's not heading for home.

He's heading for 10,000 dollars.

You think he'll have the
nerve to come home?

He'll come home.

Said so right on the
postcard he wrote to his folks.

He ought to be ashamed.

Ain't he caused 'em enough
trouble being sent to prison?

Why don't he just stay away?

If he's coming on that stage,

I'm hiring me
a couple of good guns.

You figure he'll go to rustlin'?

What else?

Matthew was always a nice boy.

Just met up with
the wrong crowd.

Could be he'd settle
down, go to work

if someone'd give him a job.

Don't you try it.

We don't want no stage
robbers in this town.

Excuse me.

I think you'd better go inside.

He'll need somebody to meet him.

He has his folks.

Go inside, Ella. No.

Young lady, listen to me.

Matthew Land is a thief.

There's no room here
for ex-convicts.

Even if I helped
to make him one?

Don't dare say such
a thing. It's true.

Ever since we were
kids in school

he's wanted to give me things.

Little presents, like the
other boys used to bring

to the house on my birthdays.

He made my saddle,
made it with his own hands.

Then when we grew older,

he knew he couldn't compete with

the Millers and the Conleys.

Not if he wanted to
marry Ella Carrey.

Hyah! Hyah!

Hello, Mr. Drake.

It's been a long time.

Not long enough to suit me.

Matthew.

Don't...

We've been waiting. All of us.

So I noticed.

Aren't you going
to kiss me hello?

It's nice that you ask me.

Real nice.

I guess you know
how much I'd like to.

Then why don't you?

Maybe we can talk
about it when we're alone.

Matthew. Hello, Mom.

Welcome home, boy.

Let's go inside.

Matthew.

Have some more coffee. Mmh.

You know, I've been dreaming
about this meal for three years, Mom.

It's even better
than the dreams.

What else have you been
dreaming about, son?

About Ella.

Way to make a living.

My hands are getting stiff.

Can't handle leather
the way I used to.

Your mom and me...

We were hoping that
you'd take over the shop.

There's hardly enough money
here to take care of you and mom,

let alone three of us.

I can see jobs won't
be easy in Pueblo.

Does that mean
you're going away?

You can try the Bar Saloon.

Mr. Miller needs a hand.

He doesn't need me.

Will you at least try?

Please, Matthew.

All right.

If that's what
you want, I'll try.

Something you want, Matthew?

Yes.

I'd like a job.

I'll work for short wages.

Sorry, I'm full up.

How about you, Mr. Miller?

I don't hire ex-convicts.

Get out.

Matthew...

Anybody that puts him to
work can explain it to me.

And it won't be easy.

Mr. Drake, I need a job.

I'll take any kind of
work, any kind of wages.

I'd even clean out stalls
if you gave me a chance.

I'll do more work than three men

and take home less
than one man's pay.

You already took 10,000
dollars from Wells Fargo.

Ain't that enough?

I figured I'd paid for that with
three years of my life, Mr. Drake.

Don't you think I'm
entitled to another chance?

Another chance to rob
one of our stages?

What kind of a fool
do you take me for?

Better get out of town.
You're not wanted in Pueblo.

Hello, Matthew.

I heard you were
coming in today.

I can bet on that.

Good to see you.

You're not going
to shake hands, huh?

I didn't like sending
you to prison

any better than you
liked going there.

It was my job.
I had no alternative.

I hope you believe that.

I'd like to believe it,
Mr. Hardie.

Thank you for saying hello.

Now I'll be saying goodbye.
Where are you going?

Anywhere I can find work.

There isn't a job
for me in Pueblo.

Who told you that?

I told him.

Well, I'm afraid you're
mistaken, Mr. Drake.

We need a man
for the Denver run.

Matthew was the best young
driver Wells Fargo ever had.

You be ready to roll
tomorrow morning.

You can't do that.
This man is a thief.

Was a thief.

He and two other men
stole 10,000 dollars.

He paid for his mistake,
the other two got away.

And I see no reason why
he should go on paying.

Wells Fargo isn't
gonna like this.

They sent this man to
prison. I sent him to prison.

I was the one who gave him
the name that he's carrying now.

I think it's my duty
to give him a chance

to be known as
Matthew Land, Stage driver.

You may learn the Division
Superintendent doesn't agree with you.

Well, why don't you wire him?

Tell him all the details.

You can bet that I will.

I don't think it
will work, Mr. Hardie.

It's like the story of
the old rotten apple.

Once it spoils, you better throw it
away before it ruins the whole barrel.

Well, I've always felt there
was a good deal of difference

between apples and people.

Yeah.

What if we just went away?

There other towns, other places
where a man could make a living.

No, Matthew.

If you run now,
you'll keep on running.

Wherever you go, your
name will catch up with you.

If I'm wearing that name,
I want to be proud of it.

You can never wear it in
Pueblo. They won't let you.

You have a job and
you're a good driver.

If Jim Hardie believes in you,

why can't you
believe in yourself?

Well, maybe Jim Hardie
believes in me.

Maybe he's just trying to get
his hand on that 10,000 dollars.

How can you help him?

ELLA: I thought those other
two men got away with the money.

Suppose they didn't.

And you know where it is?

Do you?

I might know.

Then you've got to give it back.

I don't see it that way.

They sent me away
for three years.

Those were hard years, Ella.

I think I earned every dollar of
that money in the State Penitentiary.

Now look,

if we went away
and I took it with us,

I could buy a ranch,
our own ranch.

I wouldn't have to
ask anybody for a job.

We'd have a place to live.

We could be happy.

Then nobody'll care
what my name is.

They wouldn't care
if I was an ex-convict.

You can't do such a thing.

Well, why not?

If I give it back to Jim
Hardie, then he won't need me

and neither will Wells Fargo.

There won't be a job for
me there or any place else.

And then I'll just have nothing.

Am I nothing?

I love you.

But I want my husband
to be an honest man.

Ella... Think about it, Matthew.

Yeah.

Just think about it, Matthew.

And while you're thinking
about it, remember,

there are lots of pretty girls.

You ride with us and I'll
show you dozens of them.

Could be I won't be
riding with you.

That's all right with us.

Just so you split the 10,000.

How much time did you
serve for that money?

We didn't serve any time.

And if you hadn't worried
about using that gun

you wouldn't have served any.

We told you to kill the guard.

Maybe I just don't like killing.

You'll get used to it.

So, where's that strongbox?

Could be I've forgotten.

You'll remember.

Lopez here might have to work
you over with that knife of his,

but you'll remember.

I wouldn't do that to Matthew.

Not when he's got
a job with Wells Fargo.

When do you start?

Tomorrow.

On the Denver run.

Jim Hardie must think
real well of you.

The Denver stage carries
a Silver Lode payload.

And we could use that.

We might forget the
10,000 dollars, Matthew,

if you'd be willing to split
the Silver Lode payroll with us.

How?

They'll have Thomson
riding guard.

He's murder with that shotgun.

But if you can handle him,
we'll take care of the rest.

Can you take care of Jim Hardie?

He may decide to follow me.

If he does, he'll be sorry.

We're not leaving
any witnesses this time.

And that goes for Thomson too.

If you don't kill him, I will.

We'll be seeing you
at Twin Peaks.

I'll think about it.

Good boy.

Don't whip him.

We want him to look pretty
when he drives that stage.

And he is going to drive it.

I told you to keep out of sight.

We don't want him to
see there is four of us.

Right now he can't see anything.

What's our play?

They don't know
Bater or me in Pueblo.

We'll check things in the
morning just to be sure.

We'll meet you at Twin
Peaks before the stage arrives.

If Thomson is still riding
guard, use your rifle.

What about the passengers?

I'll take care of them.
Now get going.

I hear Matthew is taking
the stage to Denver today.

Is that true?

Yes, it is.

Any objections?

Not from me, Jim.

I like the boy.

Always did like that boy.

There ain't none of us that didn't
make one mistake in our youth.

You're right about that, Zeb.

Every man is entitled
to a second chance.

HARDIE: It's what he does with
that second chance that counts.

Matthew won't let you down.

I wouldn't be
too sure about that.

You don't have to be.

He's not working for you.

Or for the Triangular
Bar either.

He's working for Wells Fargo.

Thanks to you, we have an
ex-convict living here in Pueblo.

Before long he'll bring his
friends, then we'll all be in trouble.

What friends?

There were three men
who robbed that stage.

You sent one to jail, but
you didn't catch the other two.

And Matthew didn't
tell you who they are.

No, he didn't.

Did he tell you what
happened to the 10,000 dollars.

He didn't say anything.

He was sentenced to three
years in the penitentiary.

He's paid his debt to society.

From where I stand, he's as
good as any man in this room.

And a whole lot
better than some.

Telling me I'm no better
than an ex-convict?

I don't have to
take that from you.

That's right. You don't.

You talk pretty big,
wearing a gun.

But it comes off
as easy as it goes on.

You mind this for me, Zeb?

You've been tricked, Jim. He's hard
with his hands, and watch his feet.

Looks like Hardie's
backing the kid all the way.

Like the man says,

everybody makes one mistake.

Nice fight, mister.

Thank you.

You don't know what this
means to me, Mr. Hardie.

You just don't know.

Unless my eyes deceive
me, it may mean a husband.

Good luck, Matthew.

Fine girl.

Anything you want to tell
me before you leave, boy?

No. Nothing to say.

Good luck to you. See
you when you get back.

Not making the ride with us?

Any reason why I should?

That's a... pretty heavy payroll

we're taking to Denver.

You got Thomson riding shotgun.

I don't see why you need me.

No, I won't need you,
Mr. Hardie.

All right. Good luck to you.

Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

Hoo up now! Hoo! Hoo!

My brake shoe's dragging.

Pulling the team down.

All right, put down
that shotgun.

You dirty little double-crosser!

I ought to make you kill me.

Throw it away. Far as you can.

Now the pistol.
With your left hand.

Nice and easy.

Throw it.

Jim Hardie was the
only man in town

willing to give you
a second chance.

And you crossed him.

How low can you get?

Step down.

Hey, what's going on up there?

Tell your passengers to get out.

Stay where I can see you.

All right, step out, folks.

I got a thief with a gun
looking down my neck.

Close the door.

Hyah!

Well, shoot him! Kill him!

I'd like to, mister.

But a shotgun
won't travel that far.

He's alone with the box.

There are no passengers.

Guess he's learned how to kill.

Yeah. Let's go.

Hardie!

Hey, Hardie.

Hey, you're a little late, Jim.

Matthew lifted the payroll.

Think you can catch him?

Maybe I won't have to.

Nice work.

Climb down and bring
the strongbox with you.

We got your horse
waiting in the rocks.

I won't be needing the horse.

You mean you're gonna ride
the stage into Denver?

That's right.

And the strongbox
is going with me.

Thought you didn't like to kill.

I don't. That's why
you're still alive.

If I see you again,
I'll kill you both.

Hyah! Hah!

Hyah!

Give me that shotgun, Thomson.

I thought Matthew could handle
two men, but he can't handle four.

Hah!

Hah!

- Slow down, Matthew.
- It's all over now.

Ho!

Well, you didn't
trust me, did you?

Why do you say that?

Why did you follow me?

I wasn't following you, Matthew.

Carried these wanted posters
of Bater and Lopez for a long time

Saw them in town
and followed them,

hoping they'd lead me
to the 10,000 dollars.

None of that money ever
showed up, you know?

Turn that team around,

go back to pick up Thomson
and the other passengers.

Then take the stage
on into Denver.

Hyah! Hyah!

Well, as
Division Superintendent,

I have never interfered in
your work before, Jim, but...

This time I think
you've gone too far.

Drake here tells me
that despite his protests

you put Matthew Land on

as driver for the Denver run.

That's right.

And you knew that that stage
was carrying the Silver Lode payroll.

Yes, I did.

And it arrived on time.

Well, that's because you
were following the stage.

Matthew was talking
to those men,

probably trying to make a deal.

When you rode in, he tried
to make it look like a hold-up.

Denver wired me a report
of the two passengers.

But it's too bad you
didn't read my report.

I was a whole lot
closer to the action.

Mathew wanted a showdown
with Bater and Lopez,

but he didn't want to endanger
the lives of the passengers.

He didn't know about
the other two men.

Neither did I.

That's why I waited.

To give the boy a chance
to work out his own problems.

He was willing to
put his life on the line.

I was willing to
go along with it.

It's as simple as that.

DRAKE: Well, there is still
10,000 dollars to be accounted for.

Money that Wells Fargo had to
make good when it was stolen.

Forty-five minutes late.

The case isn't closed just yet.

But it is a whole lot closer to being
closed now than it ever has been.

Sorry I'm late coming
back from Denver, sir.

I had to make a stop on my way.

That belongs to Wells
Fargo. What is it?

It's 10,000 dollars.

I'll bet my life on that.

You know, for a while, I
actually thought it belonged to me.

I thought I'd earned it by spending three
years of hard labor in a state prison.

I was wrong.

I was just paying my debt
to being a thief.

Well, you're not
a thief now, boy.

You're working for Wells Fargo.

Wouldn't you say so, Mr. Monroe.

Everything's all right.

Mr. Hardie. Thank you.