All language subtitles for Tales of Wells Fargo - 2x21 - Hide Jumpers

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NARRATOR: Tales of Wells Fargo.

JIM: Wells Fargo
operates stagecoach lines.

The company also hauls freight

and delivers the mail.

For a while, it was
in the buffalo hide business.

That explains what
I was doing just now in Kansas.

My name's Jim Hardie,

and I handle troubles
for Wells Fargo.

I'd arranged a deal
for an old friend of mine

named Fresno Keeley

using Wells Fargo
capital to buy hides

and tote them into
Buffalo Crossing.

He was doing well,

but whenever a man starts
to make a little money,

there's always somebody ready
to take it away from him.

Who runs this camp?

Nobody,

but the tents
and the faro layout

belong to Ben over there.

Ben who?

You telling me you
never heard of Ben Thompson?

Is that him?

Well, now Ben Thompson's
about the roughest,

toughest man in Texas,
that's all.

This is Kansas.

What's he doing up here?

Keeping an eye
on his little brother.

Seems Billy Thompson

shot a man in El Paso, and...

some of the people didn't like
the way he did it,

mainly the Texas Rangers,

so they come to Kansas.

MAN: Wait a minute,
wait a minute.

I wanna see that dealer's box.

They build crooked boxes
in Texas.

Seems like trouble
likes to follow

Ben Thompson.

BEN: You suggesting
this game ain't honest?

MAN: I only wanna
look at the box.

You sound downright
suspicious to me...

And insulting.

MAN: I got a right
to look at that box.

You ain't lookin'
at anything, friend.

All right, hold it!

I still run this show!

Now clear out and come back

when you can cool down...

and I get set up
for business again.

Thanks, friend.

Here, have a look.

I got no interest in it.

I wasn't bucking your game.

Yeah, but if it hadn't
been for you,

that fella
stealin' up behind me,

they might have closed
my game for good.

I figure
you're entitled to a look.

Looks all right to me.

Just don't tell him about it.

I wouldn't give him
the satisfaction.

I didn't get your name.

The name's Jim Hardie.

I work for Wells Fargo.

You've heard about me?

I've heard a few things.

Well, likely most
of what you've heard is...

Well, I never did
run a crooked game.

I believe you.

But I don't believe they do.

Drink, Ben?
No.

This is Henry Wilson.

He's a dealer in buffalo hides.

How are you?
But not much

of a fighter, I'm afraid.

Ben, I was covering
for you all the time.

Yeah, from way back

where it was safe.

You know, I don't believe
I've ever seen you

around here before, have I?

His name's Hardie.

He's from Wells Fargo.

Oh, you must be looking
for Fresno Keeley.

That's right.

Have you seen him around?

Well, he should be over
at Buffalo Crossing unloading.

You know, that Fresno,
he bought a whole load

of prime hides right from
underneath my nose yesterday.

Fresno's a good trader,
all right.

Oh, he beats me plenty.

Ben, I'm sorry about
the fuss the boys made,

but they'll be back. Even if
they don't like your game,

you're the only one
that's got one in the camp.

Good luck to you, Hardie.

I wonder if he thinks
he's fooling me any.

What about Fresno?

I hear he's had a lot
of bad luck lately.

Somebody stealing him blind.

That's about all I know.

Why don't you take a ride
over to Buffalo Crossing

and let him tell you
for himself?

It's not that simple.

I just came from there.

He, nor his wagon, either one,
have showed up yet.

How's the tally?

433 prime buffalo hides.

Fine load, Mr. Wilson.

Uh-hmm. Thanks, Beasley.

You see anything of Fresno?

No. Wasn't he
here earlier?

No. He's mistaken
if he thinks

this train's
going to wait for him.

Billy.

You know, the least
you could've done

was give the boys a hand.

I didn't hire out
to wrassle no Buffalo hide.

I pay you enough
to do anything I ask.

Now that's where you're wrong.

Nobody pays me
that kind of money.

Billy, I swear, if it wasn't
for your brother Ben, I'd...

You'd what?
Look, I'm getting pretty sick

of folks hinting
that Billy Thompson

hides behind anybody.

You got something to say,
why don't you just say it?

Well, you shouldn't be
so touchy.

Boys, put the wagon up.

I may wanna talk
to you later, Billy.

Hey,

why don't you tell
your boys take a bath,

get the stink of the buffalo
hide off of 'em?

How long we got gotta
put up with that punk?

As long as we need him.

What you really mean is

you're scared
of his big brother.

When the time comes, I'm gonna
settle with that Billy Thompson.

Now is not the time. We've got
other things to worry about.

Besides, there's
a Wells Fargo man

that's been nosing around.

You worry about Wells Fargo.

We'll all worry about it,

so you settle down.

JIM: It didn't take
an awful lot of brains

to figure that if Fresno's wagon

had left the buffalo camp

but hadn't reached town,

then the place
to start looking for him

would have to be
somewhere in between.

I looked,

but didn't find much,

so I had to guess.

The best guess was
that someone had wiped out

the wheels marks with something.

A branch of a tree, maybe.

Help!

Help!

Help!

Help!

Oh, Jim, am I glad to see you!

Get me loose, will you?
Hurry up.

Three times he done it to me,

three times in a row.

Maybe it wasn't
such a good idea,

my talking Wells Fargo
into backing you

in this hide bind business.

Now listen, Jim Hardie,

I can hold my own
with any man that fights fair,

but not the kind of shenanigans

they been pulling on me.

They don't kill me,

they don't even take my horses.

They want me to stay
right in business

buying hides for them to steal.

You said they held you
up three times?

That's right.
And whoever they are,

they use a new play
every durn time.

It's too bad you didn't get
a look at one of them.

I've been trying hard

to make a living peaceable.

But this time
when I get to town,

I'm breaking out a rifle

and I'm going after
that no-good hypocrite

of a Henry Wilson.

Wilson?

Do you think he's in on it?

FRESNO: Well, who else?
Who would it be?

I don't know.
There's a lot of other shippers.

Yeah, but not another
one of them is smart enough

to run a blazer on me.

Well, stop and think a minute.

Could Wilson or any of his men
been hiding in your wagon?

Well, now,

come to think of it, no.

Con and Jake was both
on his wagon when I left.

Wilson was bucking
Ben Thompson's game.

Yeah, I seen him all.

Well then it had to be somebody
else hiding in your wagon.

Well, whoever it is,
I'll smoke 'em out

if it's the last thing
I ever do.

By grab, I'll go after him.

And what if Ben Thompson's
in on the play?

You don't think
I'm afraid of Ben Thompson?

I think a lot of people are.

Let's go.

Where were you
this morning, kid?

I heard about what happened,
Ben. I'm sorry.

I thought I was paying you
to work as lookout for me.

Hadn't been for a fellow
named Hardie this morning,

I'd have a knife
in my back right now.

This Hardie is from Wells Fargo.

What he's snooping
around here for?

I didn't ask.

But maybe you know
without asking.

Now just
what do you mean by that?

Look, I run a faro game,

and I mind my own business.

But I know you're spending
more money than I pay you.

I'd like to know
where you're getting it.

Don't you sort of think
that's my business?

Not when you get in a hole

and I've got
to pull you out of it.

Look, I've got a notion
what it is you're getting into

and I don't like it.

Quit worrying.

If I was you,
I'd start worrying.

About what, for instance?

For instance,
that Wells Fargo man.

Wells Fargo or not,

I don't show railroad
records to you or anybody.

You're sure about that?

I got my orders.

You didn't get orders like that
from the railroad.

You're just trying to butt into

Mr. Wilson's private affairs.

He must be
a good friend of yours.

He's a good customer

of the railroad.

So is Wells Fargo.

I wanna see those records,

so maybe I'd better
send a few telegrams.

Now wait.

You'd better come inside.

Billy, I got a job for you.
Do it right away.

Yeah?
It's something

right down your line.
Now the Wells Fargo man

is in there talking to Beasley.

I thought you had
that angle taken care of?

Well, I did as far as
anyone else is concerned,

but this Wells Fargo man

carries enough weight
to get Beasley fired.

Oh, so you sort of...

want me to bust this guy up,

that the idea?

Yeah. Yeah, that's the idea.

And then Wells Fargo
sends out another man

to take his place
and then another.

You figuring on taking care
of all of them one by one?

Billy, you just follow orders.
That's all.

Yeah. All right.

Only you owe me
for this morning.

I do this job and you got
to owe me still more.

Billy, you're gonna get

just what's coming to you.

That's all I wanted to hear.

Okay.

Did you check
with those hide hunters?

Yeah, it's just as I figured.

They sold more to me
than they ever sold to Wilson.

How many would you say
he bought off of 'em offhand?

Oh, six, seven hundred.

Hmm. The records show
he shipped that many thousands.

Well, blast it,
them's hides I bought!

Yeah, with Wells Fargo's money.

Well, you'll get it back, Jim.

I'll pay every cent of it.

That's not what
worries me, Fresno.

What worries me
is how I'm gonna stop 'em

from stealing any more.

Well, Wilson's in town.

Let's go get him.

Can't do that yet.

Haven't got enough proof.

I've got a hunch we're gonna
have to let him trap himself.

How we gonna do that?

Could this be somebody
looking for me?

Oh, that's Billy Thompson.

You stay out of this.

Are you the man
from Wells Fargo?

That's right.

Do you know who I am?

Fresno tells me
you're Billy Thompson.

My brother Ben tells me

you're a pretty fast man
with a draw.

Faster than some, I suppose.

Not as fast as others though.

He says you like trouble.

That's where he's wrong, Billy.

I don't like trouble.

I'll go to any lengths to avoid.

Well, that's too bad,
because I like trouble.

I like trouble real good.

So, maybe you just better
play it safe someplace else.

You're running me out
of Buffalo Crossing,

is that it?
That's the idea.

Ben says you're pretty fast
with a gun,

is that right?

Why don't you try me?

No.

You try me.

Go ahead and draw.

Unload it.
If I haven't seen that,

I wouldn't believe it.

The next time your brother

tells you something, Billy,

you better listen to him.

BEN: Game's closed
for now, boys.

Something bothering you, Ben?

You know what's
bothering me, Hardie.

You must have heard
about the run-in

me and Billy had.

Look, Hardie, I like you,

but don't push it too far.

What am I supposed to do,

stand there
and let him shoot me down?

Oh, you don't understand.

He's my brother,

and here in Kansas,
they don't like us Texans much.

So, we got to keep
the upper hand whatever happens.

Even if it happens
that Billy's dead wrong?

Oh, believe me,
sometimes it isn't easy.

For my money, he's a showoff

and a blowhard.

All right, so maybe
he's a little weak that way.

The worst part of it is
you'd kill for him.

That's your weakness.

I like you, Hardie,

but that don't give you
no right to say that.

You know, you're not
a bad fellow, Ben.

But it's time you face the facts
about your brother.

He's no good,
through and through.

And I think you know it.

There ain't many fellas
that'd talk to Ben Thompson

the way you're doing.

I'm sorry.

I don't wanna start a fight

or any kind of trouble,

but I can't help it if
you take it the wrong way.

You challenged Billy
for a showdown.

You scared to do the same to me?

I wish I was.

Care to buck my play a little?

Why not?

It'd be something to tell
my grandchildren about,

that I sat across
from Ben Thompson

in a faro game.

All right, Fresno,

you can put your rifle down now.

See you later, Jim.

Why, you son of a gun.

Just a little insurance.

So what if Billy couldn't
handle the Wells Fargo man?

It's all right.
We can still use him.

All right,
but for one last time.

Now, wait a minute.
You heard me.

I've taken plenty from that punk

because you said we needed him.

Then you send him
against Hardie,

and he falls flat on his face.

Jake, I think you're forgetting
there's still Ben.

So, I was right after all,
wasn't I?

It is Ben you're scared of.

Well, I ain't. I ain't
scared of them Thompsons

or Jim Hardie either.

All right. You go ahead
and get yourself killed,

but don't you spoil my setup.

Had enough?

Well, I'm here to back a game.

I didn't figure
to make such as dent

in your bankroll.

Now, you wanna bet,
you just go ahead and bet.

No.

You can cash me in.

If you say so.

I suppose
you'll be riding shotgun

for Fresno and his hides.

He's our agent.

Chances are,
whoever was jumping him

won't bother him
with you around.

You wanna bet on that?

Well, maybe not.

I didn't think so.

You'd have lost.

He'll strike again, all right.

And this time
they'll mean business

because they know
I'm on to them.

And just who are: they"?

If you don't know,
your name's not Ben Thompson.

It's been nice
knowing you, Hardie.

You sound like
you don't ever expect

to see me again.

A man wants to go out
and get himself killed,

that's his own business.

What are you trying to say, Ben?

That you're not
your brother's keeper?

All right.
You all know your jobs.

You're gonna have
to change mine.

I'm sorry.
Shooting in the back

ain't the Thompson way.

That's the only way.

Now, you all know
a Wells Fargo man

has been snooping around.

He's got to be taken care of.

You saw for yourself
he wasn't with the wagon.

You were supposed to take care
of him in town, remember?

JAKE: It's your fault
he's still in our way.

Look, Wilson, I don't mind
a little stealing,

and I would welcome the chance

for a showdown with Hardie
face to face.

But I draw the line at murder.

All right, Billy, if that's
the way you feel about it.

Jake, you're going to have
to stand watch on Hardie.

Now, you get down to the road

and get ready
to stop that wagon.

Fresno won't suspect you,
so you'll be able

to get in close to him
without shooting.

And when you get
the drop up him,

give us a signal.
Now, get going,

Fresno will be here any minute.

Fair enough.

Well, what do you say now?

What use is he to us
if he won't follow orders?

Look, Jake,
I'm not arguing with you.

I know you've been itching
to get at Billy for some time.

So as far as I'm concerned,
he's all yours.

Not now, later.

We got a Wells Fargo man
to take care of first

and a wagon load of hides.
Hides?

That's all that counts
with you, ain't it?

All I want is to get
Billy Thompson

in these sights for about
a second, that's all.

When I give the order.

Come on, Con.

JIM: Why don't you shoot a man
who can see?

Howdy, Fresno!
Looks like you got

a few buffalo hides there.

Yeah, a few.

Worth some money to me

if I could just get them
to the railroad.

Yeah, that's been a problem
for you, hasn't it?

Hey, well, maybe I can
take them off your hands...

All of them, that is.

So, you come out in the open.

I should have known
you was in this.

Well, I guess I don't have
to wonder anymore

who it was rode with me
that last trip

and darn near
bashed in my skull.

All right, you get the picture.

Now put your hands up.

I expected better than this

from the brother
of Ben Thompson.

Just put your hands up.

Hey, Wilson!

Let's go.

Yeah,

that's a nice haul
you got for us, Fresno.

Maybe you thought we were scared

and gonna leave you alone
just because the Wells Fargo man

has been snooping around, huh?

You ain't gonna
get away with this.

Ooh, you think not?

Don't go looking around
for Hardie.

We got a gun posted up there.

It's all ready to take care of
him in case he shows up.

Kind of outsmarted
yourself, didn't you?

JIM: Hold it.

That rifle's still up there,

only Jake won't be using it.

Throw down your guns.

Hey, how about
throwing down yours?

Sure you got us,
but we got your friend.

That's right.
You use your guns

on one of us and we'll
kill him for sure.

And now what are you going
to do about that, Hardie?

Looks a little like
a stand-off, doesn't it?

It's all right, Jim.

We done the best we could.

Nothing to be ashamed of.

They can have the hides.

What about your own hide,
Fresno?

You think
they're gonna let you live

to testify against them?

Come on, Hardie,
drop your gun or shoot.

We ain't got all day.

You're living
on borrowed time anyway, Billy.

And just what do you
mean by that?

If you'd been up there
and heard these three talk,

you'd know what I mean.

Jake was all for killing you
right then.

But Wilson says, no,
you're gonna have to wait.

You're talking through your hat,
Hardie.

Might be, but it sounds
interesting. Go on.

That's all there was to it.

Except as soon as everyone left,

Jake threw down on you
with his rifle.

He was drawing
a pretty fine bead.

And you stopped him?

I don't believe it.
Jake wouldn't do that.

Billy, he's lying,
he's trying to split us up,

turn you against me if he can.

You're getting out of hand,
Billy.

You drink too much
and you talk too much.

You're a poor risk
as far as Wilson's concerned.

What he says makes sense,
Wilson.

HENRY: It's lies.
It's all lies.

Easy, Fresno.

Wilson! Con!

Put down your guns.

Now, all you chickens
hold tight.

All right, Billy, off the horse.

Throw down your guns.

Cover 'em, Fresno.

So you had to go prove
my brother was a thief.

You had your suspicions, too.

And also you had
to save his life.

I saw what happened up there,

his life and mine.

You sure go out
of your way, Hardie.

You're calling the play, Ben.

What do you want to do about it?

I'm gonna take him in
to stand trial.

You got any other ideas?

No, go ahead.

That might do him some good,

teach him some of the things
that I couldn't.

Put him in the wagon.

He's real fond
of my buffalo hides.

Yeah, Billy,
take your medicine like a man.

The jail ain't made that can
hold a Thompson for long.

I'll be out quick enough.

When I am, I figure it's time

you and I went back
to Texas, Ben.

That's the smartest thing
you ever said, Billy.

And Ben... Yeah?

I'm glad you realized
a man's got to be

his brother's keeper.

JIM: Ben Thompson
went back to Texas, all right.

He became a law officer
in Austin.

And Billy,

history doesn't tell us
what happened to him.

But I've always wondered

if he ever learned anything,

any of the lessons
his brother Ben

didn't know how to teach him.