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DRIVER: Hyah! Hyah!

Drop it. The money.

JIM: Law enforcement officials in Texas were baffled

by a series of brutal hold-ups near the Louisiana border.

In less than six months, over a $100,000

was stolen from Wells Fargo shipments.

But no one knew the identity of the man behind the crimes.

He made sure of that.

No one lived to tell,

except one old-time Wells Fargo agent.

His name was Dick Bran.

He gave us the name of the outlaw, Jacques Le Main.

I was sent from the San Francisco office

to New Orleans with one assignment.

To get Le Main.

My name's Hardie, Jim Hardie.

I'm a special investigator for the company.

Le Main was a smart man.

He lived in New Orleans,

but only robbed our stages in Texas.

The Texas authorities couldn't go after him in Louisiana,

and the authorities there couldn't touch him, either.

My family still lived in Louisiana,

and I hadn't seen my brother, Ben, in four years.

Now I had an opportunity

to stop and visit him on the way to New Orleans.

Anybody home?

Oh, I'm awfully sorry.

I was in the back room and didn't hear you.

What can I do for you?

Hey, you must be Laura.

Why, yes. But I don't believe...

Jim? That's right.

Oh, no!

Oh, Jim!

All I've heard from Ben for two years is,

"Jim, Jim, Jim!"

Well, I don't know what he told you,

but I'm sure glad it worked.

Oh, he's gonna be so happy to see ya.

You know, it's all he ever talks about is you?

Come on in. I'll call him.

Now, you make yourself comfortable.

Ben!

Ben!

Oh, Ben! Come quickly!

What in the world are you screaming about?

We've got company.

Was that any reason to scare me out of my wits?

Will you come in and see?

I can't see...

Jim!

JIM: Hello, Ben. Good to see you.

Well, it's great to see you, Jim,

but when did you get in?

What are you doing in these parts?

Well, just came down on a little company business.

Well, good. How long can you stay?

And don't plan on staying anywhere but right here.

I'm afraid I won't be able to stay very long, Ben

I've got a lot of things to do.

But... well, I suppose one night couldn't possibly

make much difference one way or the other.

Good. I'll bet I can talk you into staying longer.

You're getting quite a reputation, Jim, even in these parts.

Gosh, you must have a million stories to tell us.

Yeah, my main problem seems to be trying to stay alive

to get a chance to tell 'em.

All right, you two, before you start talking so much,

why don't you go out and get Jim's things

and feed the livestock, all right, dear?

You bet. Jim is it true

you really tangled with Cole Younger?

Well, I've met up with him once or twice, but...

Why don't we go into that a little later on?

You bet. Make yourself comfortable.

I'll be right back.

Jim, you can have the side bedroom,

but I better go and start dinner.

You and Ben sure got a nice place here, Laura.

Well, now, thank you, Jim.

It's kinda small, but, after all, there's just the two of us.

Yeah. Yeah, I noticed that.

Kinda figured there'd be more of you by this time.

Well, now, maybe there will be someday.

Jim, I'll go get the soap

and the basin full of water.

You come when you're ready.

All right? You bet.

I guess you've run across

some of the most dangerous men in the country,

haven't you, Jim? Ben.

You haven't let Jim enjoy his supper

with all your questions.

Well, I'm just trying to find out

what goes on in the rest of the world.

I never know, cooped up on this farm month after month.

It's all right, Laura. I've finished.

And you're a wonderful cook.

I haven't eaten a meal like that since I left home,

and that's been a good while.

Well, now, I think I'll let you boys talk.

Have a good time.

I'll start the dishes.

Well, now, it's getting late.

I think maybe I'd better turn in.

Still got a day's work to do.

You never did tell us, Jim, who you came down here after.

A Frenchman by the name of Le Main.

Le Main?

We've heard of him.

He runs the worst section of New Orleans.

They say anybody goes after him,

winds up in the river with a knife in his back.

Well...

Well, I think I'll go out and look after my horse.

No, I'll take care of it.

You're our guest, so you just relax.

Thank you, Ben.

Ben really thinks the world of you, Jim.

I wish...

You probably wish that I wasn't here

to get him all riled up. No.

No, not at all. It's just that his head

is so full of stories about you.

They're just stories.

Half of them you can't believe.

Yes, Jim, just stories.

BEN: All I said was he lives a wonderful life.

He gets to go everywhere and meet exciting people.

'Course he can.

He doesn't have anyone to look out for but himself.

Now, don't talk against my brother.

Oh, Ben. I'm not talking against him.

I think the world of him.

I just don't want you like him, that's all.

Well, I don't know which is worse,

dying from some outlaw's bullet,

or dying from just plain boredom on this farm.

Boredom?

Call it what you want.

Ben, this is our home.

I guess you're just going to have to make up your mind

what it's worth to ya.

I sure wish you didn't have to go after Le Main, Jim.

Well, it's my job.

Well, I know, but Le Main by himself would be bad enough,

but he's got other men, and you're all alone.

If you could get away for a little while, Ben,

I could sure use another man.

You mean it?

It might be a little dangerous,

but it'd give us a chance to have a good visit.

BEN: You sure I wouldn't be in the way?

JIM: 'Course I'm sure.

Well, the only gun I got's an old shotgun,

but I'll get it and be right with you.

Do you mind his going, Laura?

Now, do you think he would have stayed if I'd asked him to?

No, I don't believe he would have.

Jim?

Please...

remember he's all I've got.

I'll remember.

Sure beats the farm, Jim.

Heh. You haven't seen nothin' yet.

Come on.

Mr. Hardie, this is Inspector Dupre.

Well, Monsieur, howdy.

Mighty pleased to meet you.

This is my brother Ben. Enchanté.

Won't you come in, gentlemen?

Sit down.

Here, Monsieur Hardie.

Here you are.

Thank you. Well...

I understand you are seeking Jacques Le Main.

That's right.

Monsieur Le Main has committed robbery and murder,

but in another state.

He has violated no local laws.

In New Orleans, Monsieur Le Main is, um,

shall we say, well-connected politically.

Even I receive my instructions

from men higher than myself.

Therefore, I can offer you no cooperation or help.

I see.

I'm sorry I've bothered you, Inspector.

DUPRE: One moment, Monsieur Hardie.

This is all unofficial, of course,

but Monsieur Le Main can usually be found at Pierre LeBlanc,

a saloon of sorts which he owns.

It is in a part of town where

the police venture only in squads.

There is a woman who works there by the name of Marie.

She is his, uh... inamorata.

Monsieur Le Main is 38 years old,

six foot tall, weighs 185 pounds,

and is deadly accurate with a pistol.

He's also known to use a knife effectively.

He's suspected of eight murders.

He has a record of no arrests.

You understand, Monsieur Hardie,

this is all confidential information.

I cannot reveal it to you.

Of course.

Let me caution you once more, Monsieur Hardie.

This man has violated none of the laws

of the State of Louisiana.

He is therefore entitled

to the protection of these laws,

unfortunately.

Monsieur Hardie.

Thank you, Goodbye, Inspector.

Goodbye, Monsieur. Au revoir.

You, uh... You're just gonna go right on in?

Why not?

Well... maybe I ought to stay out here and sort of cover you.

You know what Le Main looks like?

No.

So he walks right through the door unnoticed,

then trouble starts on the inside where I need you,

and you're standin' out here.

I guess you're right.

Besides that, I hear they got the prettiest gals

and the best whiskey in the South in here.

Come on, come on.

Hey, Bertha!

Looky here! Looky here! Bertha!

Why, I haven't seen you since we were on the Barbary Coast.

Well, I don't remember your name, sugar,

but, um, you could remind me right quick.

I never give my name, Bertha.

You remember that. It's part of my policy.

Hey, I thought you said your name was Antoinette.

Oh, shut up and go away.

He can call me anything he wants to.

Tell him, tell him.

I got $10 worth of drinks in you,

and you ain't leavin' me.

That's right, but you're leavin' her!

Antoinette, go upstairs now.

Hey, what's goin' on?

I must ask you, sir, to leave.

But we just got here, Frenchie,

and we're not ready to leave.

Very well, monsieur. Then I must ask you

to let me have your guns until you leave.

Who says so?

It is one of our rules.

Well, it's one of my rules we keep 'em.

Very well, monsieur.

I do not want to make any trouble.

Frenchie, you got a girl here by the name of Marie?

Yes, Monsieur.

Tell her I wanna see her.

And who shall I say is calling?

Jim Hardie.

Hurry up. Very well, Monsieur.

Give us a whiskey.

Gotta remember one thing in this life, boy.

Don't let people start run over you,

or they'll do it the rest of your life.

I suppose.

Marie.

You have company. Who?

The two gentlemen down front.

I never saw either of them.

I did not think you had.

The one on this side,

he says his name is Jim Hardie.

What does he want?

I do not know.

Find out and get rid of him, please.

He looks like a troublemaker.

Come on, Ben. Have a drink.

No, thanks.

All the way in here,

you were telling me how the dull life was on the farm,

how you weren't cut out for marriage,

how you wanted to have a good time.

Now I'm trying to show you one.

You wanted to see me?

You Marie? Yes.

You bet. Sit down there.

Who told you about me?

A friend.

Bring us couple of more glasses.

Come on, Ben, drink your drink.

Truth is, Jim, I don't drink.

What?

No, I just never really had any real occasion to.

Well, you got one now.

We're gonna have us a time tonight.

This is my brother, Ben. Ma'am.

You still haven't told me why you wanted to see me.

We wanted to have a good time.

Like I say, this friend of ours

told us that LeBlanc's was the place

and Marie was the girl.

You want one of the other girls.

No. I want you.

But you're right. We do want another girl for Ben.

Does your brother always do the talking for you?

Well, no, I just, uh...

Ben, he doesn't get off of the farm very much.

We're gonna try to show him a good time tonight...

Ben, you're not drinkin'.

Guess I'm just not used to it.

JIM: Yeah, well, we're gonna get you used to it tonight,

that is if you'll ever get us another girl.

Hey, maybe I can get Bertha back over here.

She's a dandy. You'll like her.

I'll get a girl for Ben.

She's been here only a short time.

Good.

Jim, you better ease off on that stuff.

That? Heh! Like water

You know, it'd be wonderful if you and I

were working together more.

I must know a hundred places

around the country just as good as this one.

Maybe some of them a little better.

And you're right about the farm. It is dull.

Don't want to hurt your feelings, but last night,

I felt just like I was wearin' a pair of new shoes

about two sizes too small, if you know what I mean.

This is Madeline.

Ben and Jim.

Great day in the mornin', looky here!

Sit down over there, Madeline, next to Ben.

You can keep him company.

You know, Ben, he comes from the farm.

Don't know a whole lot about city life,

but we're gonna teach him a little about city life tonight.

Ain't that right?

That's right.

If you'll excuse me now, I must leave.

No, we're just startin' to have a good time.

Nobody can leave yet.

Please let me go.

Beg your pardon, sir.

We don't want any trouble in here.

Yeah? Well, you just found it.

Drop it!

Now break it up.

I'm sorry we had this trouble.

Hey, that's all right, Ben.

You know, we'll make a great team, you and I.

How are you with your fists?

I can fight if there's something to fight about,

but not this kinda thing.

Oh, boy.

You've forgotten how to have a good time,

you've been on the farm for so long.

Now, we're gonna have one tonight

if it harelips every cow in Texas.

Wait till I get Marie back over here.

And you tell your hired hands to stay away from me.

Marie!

Come on back over to the table. We're having fun.

No.

Go back over to the table.

Do as he says.

Now. Now we start all over again.

We're startin' by havin' a drink.

Oh, I'm sorry, Madeline.

Forget it. I'll just go up and change.

Hey, you can come along and keep me company.

You go ahead. I'll wait here.

Oh, come on.

Bonsoir, Monsieur Le Main.

Raoul saw you return.

I have been waiting all evening.

LE MAIN: What is it that you want?

There has been a stranger here all evening.

He has been making trouble with everyone.

He has demanded that Marie stay with him.

LE MAIN: This stranger, does he have a name?

Jim Hardie, Monsieur.

Hardie?

Wells Fargo. I have heard of him.

Hmm. He is trying to bait me.

How many are with him?

One other, Monsieur.

Are there many people in the saloon?

Oui, Monsieur.

There is no reason for any of them to get hurt.

No, Monsieur.

Get rid of them.

Oui, Monsieur.

You look like you're about to hold up the place.

Don't you ever go anywhere without that gun?

No. Oh, I mean, yes, I go lots of places without it.

Well, come on in and sit down.

I'll be ready in a jiffy.

Well, I'm all right, thanks.

As a matter of fact, I... I better be getting back to Jim.

Well, now, how do I look?

Oh, fine, fine. Just fine.

Come on in and sit down now.

I'll fix you a drink.

No, I... I really better be getting back.

Well...

you're, uh...

You're not being very sociable, are you?

Madeline? Yes?

Here's for your time I've wasted this evening.

No, You keep it.

Are you married?

Yes.

Go buy something pretty for your wife.

You're a strange one.

You've been putting on an act tonight. Why?

It's none of your business.

I'm gonna go get him.

Well, then I walked into this saloon.

There was a fella standing there,

and he had two guns. Trained right on...

Jim, I'm goin' home.

Home?

I said I'm goin' home.

How do you like that?

He complains about a dull life,

I try to show him a good time, and he wants to go home.

I don't know how to have a good time, this way, Jim.

JIM: Well, sit down. I'll show you.

I said I'm goin' home!

Sit down, Ben.

Wai... No, you, too, Marie.

Good evening, Monsieur Le Main.

Bonsoir, Monsieur.

I am Jacques Le Main.

The manager of my establishment

complains of your conduct, Monsieur Hardie.

Well, that worries me a good deal.

However, I am honored to have you as my guests.

Wells Fargo has been very generous to me.

Let's go, Jim.

No, you both will remain here,

maybe for good.

Marie, go upstairs.

It seems as most of our customers have left.

People usually leave when a varmint shows up.

I never realized before what a useless word

thank you really is till now.

You saved our lives.

Thank you.

JIM: Before Ben and I left New Orleans,

we went to see Inspector Dupre.

I explained how Le Main met his death

and about Madeline.

He said the city owed her a vote of thanks,

unofficially, that is.

Laura?

Laura.

Laura, I'm back.

Sooner than you planned.

That's right.

Laura. Yes, Ben?

Laura, I... I love you,

more than I ever realized.

Oh, Ben.

Jim?

Jim, Jim, I wanna thank you.

For what?

I think you know.

Maybe I do.

Let me tell you something, Ben.

I don't care who the man or woman is.

If they're around each other long enough,

they're eventually gonna lose a little of the sparkle

and excitement they had in the beginning,

and the grass is gonna start lookin' greener

on the other side of the fence.

If you never climb the fence

and get over in the wrong pasture the first time,

then you're not gonna have to worry

how you're gonna get back on the right side of things.

The next time I come through here,

there better be a little niece or nephew

come runnin' out here to meet me.

You bet.

Goodbye, Ben.

BEN: Goodbye, Jim. Laura.

Jim?

Thank you.