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Hyah! Hyah!

JIM: Considering the amount of travel

a Wells Fargo man does by stagecoach,

you'd think I'd pick a different way to take a vacation.

I'm Jim Hardie,

Special agent for Wells Fargo.

But I'd heard there was some good hunting country

near the end of this branch line,

and I had a whole month to prove it.

I didn't know that the young lady sitting next to me

would change those plans.

Thank you, Mister...

JIM: Hardie.

And it was a pleasure.

How far have you goin', miss?

To Tucson.

And it's, um, and it's Mrs...

Mrs. Sherwood.

I'm a widow.

Sorry to hear that.

Oh, it's alright.

I just can't...

can't seem to get used to it.

Sit still, Mr. Hardie.

Now, if you don't care about your own life,

you better think about the rest of these passengers.

Unbuckle your gun belt.

After all, a poor widow woman, she has to make a living.

Throw down your shotgun.

Throw me your gun.

Now everybody out of the coach.

You, uh, you first, Mr. Hardie.

Mr. Hogan? Ma'am.

Mr. Hogan will now pass among you to take up a collection.

Please give freely and generously.

And don't anybody try and hold out.

Uh, Mr. Hogan, the...

the watch?

Fifty-five dollars.

Now, in case any of you get the idea to follow me,

my name isn't Annie Oakley... But I can outshoot her.

Uh, Mr. Hogan.

Oh, yes, ma'am. The strongbox.

Driver.

Hand that strongbox down.

Ma'am.

Thank you, gentlemen.

You've all been very co-operative.

All right, boys, let's ride.

Did she check any luggage? A suitcase.

That's all, I think, Mr. Hardie.

Let me have a look at it.

Maybe there's some clue as to her identity.

Identity? How many women can shoot like that?

That was Pearl Hart. JIM: Maybe.

Empress Emporium. Deming, New Mexico.

That's Pearl Hart, all right.

She hangs out near Deming.

All right. Let's get out of here and get on back.

Pearl Hart's boys had taken a Wells Fargo shipment in the stage hold-up,

and that was reason enough for me to go after 'em...

Vacation or not.

I did some checking on Pearl Hart.

The one thing that everybody mentioned

was her pride in her shooting ability.

She liked fine handguns.

The price of a good gun never bothered her.

When she found one she liked... Ha! She stole it.

Oh, Martha. Eating in here!

I don't care, Henry.

A man in your position needs a nice, warm lunch.

And it's no trouble for me at all.

But Martha. It doesn't look right.

You're coming in here every day,

staying here every minute, telling me everything...

Oh, come right in.

Thank you.

Oh, uh, I was just having a little bite.

Something on your mind?

Yes, I'm Jim Hardie, from Wells Fargo.

Wells Fargo!

Oh, Mr. Hardie, this is my wife, Martha.

And I'm Sheriff Roseboro.

Pleased to meet you. Ma'am.

You got business here, Mr. Hardie?

It's a pretty quiet little town.

Well, yes, I'd like to talk to you if I could.

Oh, sure. Sit down.

Oh, uh, Martha, would you excuse us?

Oh, no, go right ahead!

You men just talk away. I don't mind it a bit.

Oh, there's plenty of food here. Would you join Mr. Roseboro?

No, thank you. I ate down the road apiece.

You might as well go ahead and start talking, Mr. Hardie.

Martha's fixing to be rooted there for awhile.

Well, I'll come right to the point.

I'm looking for Pearl Hart,

and I understand she's been seen around these parts on occasion.

Well, I did hear that story, but I've never seen her myself.

What do you want her for?

Well, she held up a stage over in Arizona.

I'd like to take her back for trial.

I think it's disgraceful

the way you men are persecuting that poor woman.

Persecuting her? Hounding her,

accusing her of any crime that just happens!

Well, ma'am, my company lost $5,000 in that hold-up.

I happened to be on the stage

and I saw her take it with my own eyes.

That's the kind of thing that's going to change

when we women get the vote!

Martha, you're not going to get started...

You want to catch that poor woman and put her in prison,

when no woman had a part in making those laws!

Now, Martha... Do you remember that editorial I read you, Henry?

The basic principle of our government

is that laws be passed with the consent

of the governed.

Now, Martha, honey,

now, I've got business here

and you're interfering.

Now, you promised not to do that.

Oh, all right, Henry.

You two men can stay alone with your laws.

But you have no right to arrest that woman!

No constitutional right at all.

Don't mind my wife, Mr. Hardie.

Ever since she got started with this suffragette thing...

Let's face it. Mr. Roseboro.

If all the women in this country

are getting as steamed up over that movement as your wife is,

they're gonna be voting, and there ain't nothing we can do about it.

It'll be a sorry day.

You know, that's about we've all got left.

But about Pearl Hart,

I'm afraid I can't be of much help to you in finding her.

You haven't seen her, huh? No.

I understand she hides out up in the hill country,

but I've never had occasion to look for her.

She never did anything down here.

But I've got a plan that might bring me in contact with her.

I hear she can use a six-shooter better than most men.

And what do you do when a woman starts shooting at you?

Yeah. Well, that is a problem.

But I think with a little bit of help from you,

I can have Pearl Hart walk right into this town under her own power.

How do you expect to get her to do that?

Well, she's a good shot. And she's a woman.

And a woman's got a good deal of vanity.

That's what made Eve pick the apple off the tree... vanity.

One in. Four out.

Better luck next time.

JIM: Anybody else?

Guess your plans have failed, Mr. Hardie.

Only got about an hour of daylight left.

If Pearl Hart read any one of those signs,

she'll be in, I'm sure of that.

Well, of she didn't see it, I did a lot of work for nothing.

I bet I tacked 50 of 'em around the county.

I know that,

and I sure appreciate what you've done, Sheriff.

It was the least I could do, Mr. Hardie.

Now you remember to stay out of sight.

We don't want any of these townspeople getting hurt.

Where's this Hartley? Bring him on!

I'm Hartley.

Oh.

Are you Hartley? Or are you Mr. Hardie?

My real name's Hardie.

Didn't take you long to get here.

You've got $55 of my money.

Yeah, you were the one on the stagecoach.

JIM: That's right.

Hey, mister, you the law? Nope.

Then what are you doing here?

Well, I could say I came to see you.

Yeah, you could. But I wouldn't believe it.

I like to pick up a little extra money every now and then.

Shooting's my business.

I try to tell people I'm unbeatable, but they...

they don't always believe me.

Can you beat that? I think so.

Shall we make it a bet? Say, a hundred dollars.

Uh, a hundred dollars plus the prize money.

You got a bet.

Set up another target!

You're first, Mr. Hardie.

All five right smack-dab in the middle again.

Four in and one out.

You owe me a hundred dollars,

plus $55 you took off of me at the stagecoach,

plus one gun.

Here's the gun.

And I'll take the money.

I told you once before, Mr. Hardie.

I have a living to make.

All right, folks, take it nice and easy and nobody'll get hurt.

Well, I haven't seen anyone follow us all night.

Yeah. Why don't we make camp around here for awhile, eh?

All right.

You get some food ready.

I'm gonna go over there and take a good bath.

I wonder what's happened to Pearl. I don't know.

Well, maybe we'd better make sure she's all right, huh?

Yeah.

I'll kill you for this!

I imagine you would... If you had a gun.

Pearl!

Now you listen to me.

There are two ways of doing a job... an easy way and a hard way.

We're gonna go for a ride, and you make up your mind how you wanna go.

No! I'm not gonna go with you!

Pearl!

PEARL: You'll be sorry for this!

Hogie!

Pearl!

Getting pretty tight?

If you'll promise to behave yourself, I'll take 'em off.

I promise.

Awwh! Thanks for nothing.

We'll make camp here for the night.

All right, all right! Ohh!

How much more of this do I have to put up with?!

- I don't know! How far is it to Tucson? - Tucson?!

- That's where I'm taking you. - So you're the law after all!

- No. From Wells Fargo. - You're never gonna get me to Tucson.

- You wanna bet? - Let go of me!

You don't look much like Pearl Hart the Lady Desperado right now.

Desperado?

That's what the newspapers called you.

I've read some of that stuff.

Those newspapers, they never get anything right.

Except in this case I happened to be on that stagecoach, remember?

Your company's insured.

Besides, I needed the money.

A lot of people need money but they don't go around

holding up stagecoaches to get it.

What do you know about it?

I guess I...

I just got started too high in the world.

I bet you wouldn't believe that I came out of

a proper boarding school, would you?

"Came out"... I left, at seventeen,

for a no-good drunken gambler by the name of Hart.

That's my married name.

He was going west, and we were gonna be rich.

Only he ran out on me in Phoenix,

after beating me unconscious

and taking all the money we had.

Well, I guess we ride again.

In the morning. We'll stay here tonight.

Well, the quicker we get there, the quicker I hang.

Hang?

Don't tell me you don't know who the judge in Tucson is.

Well, I know it doesn't make much difference.

Arizona's where the hold-up was committed

and that's where the trial will have to be held.

In Judge Donan's court.

Judge Donan?

Oh, you've heard of him?

Yes, I have.

Well, he's trying to beat Judge Parker's record.

He's hanged 40-some-odd men since he opened his court.

Holding up a stagecoach is not a hanging offense

unless somebody gets killed, and there wasn't even anybody hurt in this one.

He hung a man two years ago for stealing a $2 dollar watch.

I'm Pearl Hart.

Judge Donan's been trying to get me into his court for a long time.

What's your first name?

Jim.

Jim Hardie.

That's a real nice name.

Pretty ordinary, I suppose.

Jim?

You won't let him hang me, will you?

No.

At least I'll do all I can to see that they don't.

Mmm.

You never give up, do you?

Here they come.

All right, Mr. Hardie, climb down.

What happened to you, Mr. Hardie?

Looks like I underestimated you.

Well, it happens all the time.

Pearl, he bother you?

Did you bother me, Mr. Hardie, last night when we camped together?

Possum got your tongue, Mr. Hardie?

You're calling the turn now.

And you were gonna take me to Tucson

to Judge Donan's court even after I told you he was a hanging judge.

It's my job. Job?

Seems like Mr. Hardie here is a Wells Fargo man.

Wells Fargo, huh?

Well, that settles it.

Wait, Hogan.

Now, we've never had to kill anyone yet.

Think that'd make any difference to Judge Donan?

He's hung men for murder,

he's even hung a man for stealing a $2 watch.

Now, stand aside, Pearl.

Look, I've come a long way with you,

but I'm not gonna have anything to do with murder.

You don't have to.

Just step on your horse and head for home.

Wait, Hogan. I told you I won't stand for it.

You ain't talking for yourself alone, Pearl.

Me and Joe got a say too. He can identify us.

If we get in Judge Donan's court, he gonna hang us!

He might let a woman go, but not us.

Now that's just about the size of it.

You can go, or you can stay and watch.

Jim!

No, wait! I give up!

Now come over here. Both of you.

Get the horses, Pearl.

I promise you, Jim, they'll never bother you again.

Let them go with me.

They are going with you, Pearl. I'm taking you all in.

You're gonna take me in?

You're gonna take me in after I just saved your life?

I know, but I've got no alternative.

Look, what kind of a man are you?

I saved your life and two minutes later you're gonna take me to be hanged!

Get the horses.

I hate you.

This is one of those times when I hate the job that I gotta do.

Get the horses.

Ohhh!

Well, Pearl was wrong about Judge Donan.

He was pretty easy on her... Or, at least, the jury was.

Well, they found her guilty, all right.

Judge Donan gave her a long lecture

but a short sentence.

Probably the best thing that ever happened to her.

Gave her time to think things over.

When she got out, she not only went straight,

she got married and had her a family.