All language subtitles for wanted_dead_or_alive_s02e19_the_monster

All right.

Easy, son. Now take it easy.

All right, easy, boy.

Now, listen.

What's the matter with you?

You, uh, you a shiny boy?

You're a long way from home.

Come on, I'll take you back to your
village.

No! Hey, hey.

Now, listen. I can't leave you out here.

You'll end up food for some bobcat. Now,
come on.

Big.

Terrible big.

What? The size of a thousand horses.

Now, what are you talking about?

It screams, it kills, it trampled our
pueblo.

My people run, but it chases like the
wind, squeezes and kills.

All right, all right, boy. Now, look,
you're safe now, and I'm going to take

home. Now, let's go. No!

Now, look, son, I can't leave you out
here. Now, come on, we're going to go.

You have any idea where the rest of your
people went?

They run.

See the blue.

Roll it, mister.

You're a bit jumpy, aren't you? We got a
reason.

What's your business around here?

Well, it's a shiny village all two are
up and two men are dead. I just thought

maybe you'd like to know about it.

That makes seven killed in three days.

First little mining town near
Tuckersville.

Wiped out in the night.

Ruined. Three miners killed.

Next night, another mining camp about
eight miles from here. Two prospectors

trampled to death.

Now there's Shawnee Village.

You say usually attacks at night, huh?

Yeah, as far as we can tell.

You got any idea what causes it?

Well, everybody's got their own personal
ideas.

Ghosts, monsters, devil gods.

No one will even walk in the streets
anymore.

I'd go gunning for him, but I don't know
what to look for. Well, look, I'll tell

you the truth. I heard it bellowing this
morning like scared the daylights out

of me.

Everybody says the same thing.

We know he's out there. We know what
he's doing.

But we don't know what he looks like or
why he's acting up.

Well, maybe he's attracted to the
campfire, smell of food or something.

More lights here in town. More food,
too.

But he hasn't come into Nugget City.

Yeah. Well, do you ever think about
getting some men together to go out

and track him down?

You just rode into town. Did you see
anybody?

I can't get a single soul out in the
streets.

There's a $200 bounty on this monster's
head, but nobody's going to risk his

neck to go after him.

And I can see he's a bloomin'. It's a
small town, mister. It's the best we can

do. Hey, sheriff!

Sheriff! In the saloon! We got a man who
saw the monster!

Saw him for real!

Hurry up!

I swear to you, gentlemen, your wildest
nightmares could not produce a creature

like this. The very ground shuddered
with every move it made.

Its eyes were wild and flaming with
hate, and its breath was hot and foul.

And when it shrieked, it sounded like
the devil helding the end of creation.

Sounds like you were pretty close to
him.

I was.

I was. It came right at me. I just
seemed to loom out of nowhere.

Out of the shadows of the trees.

It was all I could do to run.

Excuse me, mister, but when did all this
happen?

Just about ten miles west of here. Just
outside that old railroad

surveyor's camp.

When was it? Last night? No, no, no.
This morning. Just before sunrise.

Can you give us a good description?

My horse reared and threw me. I ran. I
threw myself into a ravine.

Look at my clothes.

When a man is just frightened, he just
doesn't notice the tails.

See, you say this happened ten miles
west?

That's right.

That's funny, huh?

Heard that thing bellowing this morning
out in the hills, but that was due

south. That's where the last mining camp
was hit, eight miles south of here.

Look, gentlemen, I have no desire to
argue with you. I've had more excitement

than I can stand for one day.

Maybe there's two of them monster
things.

You see, this first attack happened
eight miles south.

That's right.

Come on, son.

Oh, wait a minute.

You going after him?

Well, I'd kind of like to get a little
closer, take a look at this thing.

I never much believe in ghosts.

A lot of things in this world no man can
understand.

Well, maybe it's because nobody took the
trouble to find out.

Come on, boy.

You get yourself in trouble, don't count
on us to get you out.

All right.

You heard about it, too, I figured.

Yeah, he's a friend of yours?

Yeah.

You see what happened?

No, it happened during the night. I was
headed back from Nugget City with some

supplies, and this is the way I found
it. No partners, no gold, no camp,

nothing. No gold?

Come here.

Had a tidy pile of metal stored up in
that shaft. With a half -aid out to six

seven hundred dollars.

On a fellow ground?

No, help yourself.

Ain't nothing worth looking at anymore.

Boy, you stay here now.

Is he dead?

No, but we better get this boy to a
doctor.

Easy.

Where did this poster come from?

Some circus wagons come by a few days
ago on the way to Nugget City.

Why, them circus people, they tack those
things up anyplace.

Any chance of them being anywhere in
Nugget City now?

Well, they said they had a show to do in
Tuckersville first. They might be on

their way by this time.

Circus food. Even the horses won't eat
it.

I'm sorry to bother you folks. This boy
needs a doctor real bad.

Bring him in here.

Yes, ma 'am.

Maybe you're traveling in service and
have a doctor.

We only carry important people.

Giants, midgets, and bearded ladies.

What happened to him?

Well, he fell down a mine shaft. You
know, he might have some broken bones

there, ma 'am.

I don't think so.

Bad bump on his head, though.

You seem to know what you're doing.

You've fallen off the high wire as many
times as I have. You've got all kinds of

medical experience.

We'd better let him rest.

Name's Hannah Blake. What's yours?

Josh.

Sit down. Talk to me.

What do you do when you're not picking
Indian kids out of mining shafts?

I know it's going to sound crazy, but...

That boy was scared by an elephant.

Fell through the mine shaft.

Keep trying. I'll get you a job as a
talking clown.

Matter of fact, you think maybe some of
your friends here in the circus might

know something about that elephant.

Last elephant act we had left about a
month ago.

When the wind dies down, you can still
smell it.

Well, if somebody's using an elephant,
they're raiding all these mining camps

around here.

Mm -hmm.

And the president rides an ostrich to
the White House every morning.

Now, you listen to me.

An elephant in the wrong frame of mind
can do a lot of damage. So far, he's

killed four men.

You almost sound like you mean it.

I got a look at the village this little
shiny boy comes from.

It was half destroyed, two men are dead.

And all the raw gold has been taken.
Count Korba. What?

Count Korba, the fearless count with the
peerless pachyderm.

That's how we used to bill him.

He could make that elephant do
everything but smell pretty.

You got any idea where this fellow is
now?

He left the show.

Boss caught him with his hand in the
till.

You got any drawings or any kind of
posters?

Yeah, there ought to be some over here.

How's that one?

I know this fella.

Yeah. That's the man making all the
speeches, sending everybody out in the

direction. That'd be Cormorant.

Say, you, uh, you mind if I take this?

What do you want with it?

I want to show it to a couple of fellas
in Nugget City.

That's our next stop. You can travel
with us if you like.

Yeah, I'd like.

But, uh, I best be on my way, huh?

See you in Nugget City.

See you later.

Sheriff in there?

No, he's out tracking down the monster.
Him and three or four others.

Open the door. I want to talk to you.

It's important.

He was in town yesterday.

He's bound to come back. Why?

Because this is the only assay office
within 90 miles.

He's not a miner, is he?

No, but he's got raw gold. He's got to
turn it into money.

This elephant, you think it's the thing
that's been raiding the mining camps?

Maybe.

You know there's a $200 bounty on this
animal.

That's what I hear.

Well, just between you and me, I ain't
the one to ignore $200.

Now, look, you know who this man is,
don't you?

Well, now, just suppose I was to come
across him when he comes to turn in his

gold, I mean.

I could just turn him over to the law
myself.

You could, but you won't.

Right. I ain't one to tangle with no
killers, and he has done some killing,

and that elephant.

Suppose I help you find him. What's my
cut of the bounty?

The Eleventh Brahman.

Who is it? The assay clerk, sir.

One minute.

What do you want?

I'm sorry to bother you, sir. There's a
mistake in your assay report.

May I come in?

What kind of mistake?

Overpayment. I'm afraid it comes to
about $300.

Well, that's your mistake, not mine.

Funny how I discovered it.

There's a bounty hunter in town looking
for an elephant trainer, of all people.

Is that so?

He came over to the assay office to
check any gold that had been weighted in

recently.

I went over the reports, and that's how
I found out about the overpayment.

Did you tell that to the bounty hunter?

Of course not.

I ain't one to give no information to no
bounty hunters.

And for $300, you'll keep it that way,
huh?

That's right.

You're a very ineffective blackmailer.

Killing you would be far more easy than
paying you.

Possibly. But one shot would bring every
guest in the hotel.

Now, right now, the bounty man and I,
they only want to know about you.

All right.

$300.

You looking for somebody?

Yeah, a little Shawnee boy. I'm gonna
see if I can't find him a home.

You late?

How's that?

He's already found one.

Hey, should he be doing that? I mean,
that animal's killed a few people, you

know. There isn't any danger with Korba
gone.

You gonna keep the boy there?

He's got a home as long as he wants it.

There's a job for you, too.

If you want it.

You know, tomorrow afternoon about this
time, I want to think of a good reason

why I didn't stay.

But right now, I'd better be going.

I'll see you now, yeah?