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DRIVER: Hyah! Hyah!

Starting your moochin' a little early

this mornin', John?

Oh, I-I ain't moochin'.

I'm lookin' for a job or work.

That'd be the day.

Who'd hire you, you old coot?

Well, I've seen a day when I could

work you to a frazzle.

You've got a long memory.

Now take it somewhere's else.

I- I got work to do.

Hyah! Hyah!

What was old John doin' with them, Sheriff?

Take a look at the gun he was carrying.

Maybe that'll answer you.

Holy mackerel!

You hear that everybody?

Old John is really Johnny Caine.

Wells Fargo's reputation is based on three things...

Honesty, fair dealing,

and the ability to handle trouble when it happens.

The last part of the job is mine.

My name is Jim Hardie.

Got a friend of yours here, Johnny.

Says he wants to talk to you.

Is this some kind of a joke?

Somethin' wrong?

This man is no more Johnny Caine than you are.

Now, look here, Sheriff.

Don't you... Don't you listen to him.

I'm Johnny Caine and I told you I was.

There you have it, Jim.

I've known Johnny for seven or eight years.

Been moochin' a livin', one way or another.

Says it was his way of hidin' out.

He was sure enough mixed up in that robbery.

When he came bustin' out of that alley,

he was carrying a fancy gun with

Johnny Caine's name on it.

I told you just a few moments ago

that I knew Johnny Caine pretty well.

And this is not him.

I was sure of that before you came in.

But with him standin' there sayin' he is Caine

talkin' a blue streak 'bout the things

he used to do, how're you gonna prove it?

Let me talk to him, a few minutes alone.

I wish you would.

Maybe you can knock some sense into his fool head.

What'd you have to come buttin' in for?

It ain't none of your business.

I'm Johnny Caine,

and there ain't nobody gonna prove otherwise.

I don't know what kinda joke you're playing, old timer,

but there was a man killed in that holdup,

and when they come in here to hang you,

it's not going to be so funny.

Oh, I'm Johnny Caine.

Is it worth dying for?

Maybe.

Maybe to me, it is.

You want to know why?

Well, I'll tell you.

I'll tell you 'cause there ain't nothin' you can do about it.

Neither you nor Gunnison.

This town's proud they got Johnny Caine here.

They ain't gonna believe anybody that tries to tell them otherwise.

You're right. I...

I ain't Johnny Caine. I'm...

I'm nobody.

I lived in this town for ten years.

There ain't a man here can tell you what my real last name is.

Now...

Now for the first time in my life, I'm somebody.

I'm somebody important with...

with folks talking to me and...

listenin' to what I got to say.

Like...

Like that newspaper fellow,

writin' up all them stories I told him.

Listenin' to me like...

Like I was some...

preacher spouting scripture.

Didn't used to be important to me what...

folks said or thought about me.

I used to walk real proud.

Never thought I'd grow old.

But I did.

Now...

Now I can't work hard enough to please 'em.

Just have to live the best I can.

Mooching a quarter for somethin' to eat on.

Diggin' into trash barrels,

tryin' to find a bottle with a...

little bit of drink in it and some scraps of food.

Goin' hungry every day and sleepin' cold nights.

People...

People lookin' right through you like...

Like you wasn't even there.

Always pokin' fun at you.

Well...

It ain't like that now.

And it ain't never gonna be like that no more.

I've seen their faces when they heard

I was Johnny Caine.

Their eyes big and round,

and starin' at me!

What have I got to lose by hanging as Johnny Caine?

A few more stinkin' years of starvin' and moochin'?

Well, I don't want 'em!

Now you know.

Yeah.

Now I know.

Most of the time in a job like mine,

a man isn't bothered with personal feelings.

The men he has to deal with

usually deserve no more consideration

than a lobo wolf attacking a sheep herd at night.

There are exceptions,

and Johnny Caine was one of them.

Trouble was...

I knew the old man play acting in

Gunnison's jail was innocent.

Just as I was certain that whoever did the robbery and killing

wasn't Johnny Caine.

To me...

like most of the people I'd grown up with...

Johnny Caine was a legend.

In a career that lasted almost 15 years,

he was never known to kill an innocent man.

Maybe that's why when Johnny Caine

called it quits and made it stick,

I left him alone.

I knew the price that Johnny Caine had already paid to go straight.

But now he had a harder decision to make.

And I was gambling with my life,

that I knew which way he'd choose.

I'm sorry, Jim.

Now I'm gonna have to kill you.

You're getting careless in your old age, Johnny.

Where'd you find that?

In the tub, where it was hidden.

It's not my doin', Jim.

But that's not gonna change anything between us.

No.

I suppose not.

Get up.

That's enough.

You may as well pull that trigger, Jim.

You're not takin' me in alive.

WOMAN: Stay where you are, John.

You...

Throw your gun down.

This another one of your gang, Johnny?

He hasn't had a gang in nearly ten years

Mr. Hardie, and you know it.

I'm his wife.

Go in the house, Elsie. I'll handle this.

Not with a gun.

Elsie...

Put it down, John!

Now, your gun will be waiting in the house, Mr. Hardie.

Now, both of you get cleaned up.

There's soap and water on the bench outside.

Have your talk,

then come up to the house.

Supper will be on the table.

Believe she's got more sense than either one of us.

We got nothin' to fight about.

Came out here to talk to you.

Hoping to get some answers.

Come on, let's wash up.

Looks like you're staying for supper.

How'd you find me so quick?

It's my business to know where

people like you are, Johnny.

Known where you were since

six months after you bought this place.

More than eight years ago.

That's right.

Company got word that

Johnny Caine had been caught holding up

a Wells Fargo office, they sent me down

to investigate.

Found out they had the wrong man.

That's when I came out to see you.

Well, now that reward money, the...

Territorial Bank posted for Johnny Caine...

That still hold good?

Most of it.

You're still worth ten thousand dollars, to any man who can

bring you back, dead or alive.

What took you so long?

I'm not a bounty hunter.

I work for a company that pays me good salary.

Had it been a Wells Fargo bank you held up

ten years ago, you would've seen me before now.

As it was you,

it looked like you were trying to go straight.

I wanted to see what would happen.

Eight years of tryin'.

Eight years of waitin' for you

or someone like you to tap me on the shoulder.

I waited two years before I got married.

I told Elsie all about me.

Who I was. What I'd been.

Didn't matter to her.

She said Johnny Caine was dead, and he was...

until now.

Um...

after a time...

we began to feel safe.

Farm did real well.

Had a couple of kids.

Now they got to know that their father is a...

It's too bad.

The legend of Johnny Caine ended for most people,

a long time ago in Bentonville.

Sorry it had to be all brought up again.

Well, let's finish.

Supper will be waiting.

Now, Jonathan, you get back in bed!

And you two children go to sleep!

Your papa and uncle Jim have some business to talk over.

Your little girl is beautiful, Elsie.

And you boy...

He's gonna grow up to be a fine man.

I bet on that.

Yeah, if he ever gets a chance.

Well, I'd say that'd depend on you, Johnny.

I know you didn't pull a job last week,

but I can't prove it.

The old man they found had a gun

in his hand with your name on it.

And I found a money sack in your barn.

You've got to tell him, John.

No, he doesn't have to tell me.

It's easy to figure out who did it.

How long ago did Bob find you?

'Bout two weeks ago.

He'd been in California all these years.

Said he struck it rich the first year and then...

things went wrong. So, he decided to come back.

And take up where he left off.

Yeah.

He wanted me to join him, but...

I couldn't do it.

I tried too hard to put all that behind me

to take the easy way now.

You know, Hardie,

I had better than thirty thousand dollars

stashed away when I quit.

The Territorial Bank money.

Elsie wouldn't let me touch it.

Not a nickel of it in all these years.

I meant to turn it in long ago but I didn't know how.

Not without it being traced back to me.

So now you're here, I can...

turn it over to you...

along with the real Johnny Caine.

Well, it'd be nice if it was

as simple as that, but it isn't.

I've got to find the one who held up the Wells Fargo office

and shot an innocent man.

Bob's my brother.

I can't.

Why can't you?

Does he care that you have growing children?

Children that love you and need you.

Why, Bob's never cared anything about

you except someone to run to...

To put the blame on!

What she says has a good deal of truth in it, Johnny.

How'd Bob get your gun?

I don't know.

The man they've arrested was the town bum.

Now, it's not hard to figure what happened.

Bob was pressed hard.

When he saw old Johnny, he shoved a gun in his hand

and threw him out in the middle of the street to be shot down.

It was only by luck that he wasn't killed.

But it didn't make any difference to Bob one way the other.

Don't know if I believe that.

Did he tell you what happened when he came here?

No.

Said he wanted me to...

clear out with him and...

start up the old bunch again.

And when you refused,

he planted a money sack in your barn.

I can't believe that!

Then you're a fool.

I came by here to get your help.

I see I was wrong.

I've offered to return the money and

give myself up!

What more do you want?

Bob Caine.

Even if I can prove you're the real Johnny Caine,

and that's going to be harder than you think,

I still haven't got enough evidence to clear the old man.

They're going to hang him

whether they think he's Johnny Caine or not.

All right.

I'll take you to him.

But it wont be easy. He's got a couple of men with him

I've never seen before.

But I sure know their type.

It'll be all right, honey.

It'll be all right!

I'll wait outside.

In a couple of more hours it's gonna be daylight.

How far is it?

Oh, not far now.

Sure you don't want your gun?

I haven't worn it in eight years.

A man gets out of the habit.

In the old days I worried about havin' use it to

kill whenever we pulled a job.

But I didn't have to.

You know...

I hated a gun...

more than anything I ever owned.

JOHNNY: Those fancy guns of mine... all show.

I never drew first in a fight.

And you never lost one.

Yeah.

I had a real talent.

Let's go.

Hold it right there.

This is it. Rest is up to you.

I'm Johnny Caine. I want to see Bob.

Who's with you?

Friend of mine.

One of the old bunch.

Drop your guns and ride in.

I ain't wearin' a gun!

Do as he says, Jim.

All right. Ride in.

I've been expecting you, Johnny.

I thought you said he was one of the old bunch.

I don't know him.

Oh, his name's Jim Carson.

Oh, you never met him.

Came along after you left for California.

What're you doin', Bob?

I told you he was a friend...

That's the trouble.

I don't like the kind of friends

you've been choosin' lately.

Who is he, Johnny?

The law?

I'll answer that for you.

My name's Jim Hardie, with Wells Fargo.

You're a fool, Jim. Now you haven't got a chance.

We didn't have a chance the minute we rode in here.

That's a smart man.

Got the whole thing figured out.

A little too late.

I knew it would have to end this way

the minute I laid eyes on you.

The old Johnny Caine

got ploughed under in one of those

fields you think so much of.

This ain't gonna bother me, Johnny.

Your just another guy that got in my way as far as I'm concerned.

Look out, John.

You knew all along what Bob would do, didn't you?

Maybe I did. I don't know.

Anyway it's all over now.

Why don't you go on home.

I'll take care of things here.

No.

I want it over and done.

It is over.

You givin' me another chance?

I'm not giving you anything.

You've earned everything you've got.

It won't work.

I've got what I came for.

He'll have the money stashed around here somewhere.

He hasn't had time to spend any of it.

Then I'll take him into town.

Sheriff can identify Johnny Caine once and for all.

I've got the money sack.

That's all I need for evidence.

Now, go on. Get out.

Hardie, you...

Thank you.

It ended like that.

Johnny Caine was dead.

Nearly ten years too late.

And old John... well, he was freed.

He found he didn't have to go back to moochin' after all.

Folks remembered his moment of glory

and things were made a little easier for him.

As for me...

Well, Wells Fargo got its money back and...

thirty thousand more that Johnny Caine had stashed away.

Yep, for the record, Johnny Caine died as he'd lived...

violently.

But his legend is still around.

Just the other day

a feller I was visiting with mentioned it.

A farmer friend of mine who was doing right well for himself.