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FPS 25

(dramatic music)

(upbeat music)

(dramatic music)

(gentle music)

(lumbermen shouting)

- [Man] Stand down,
Frenchy, we're going in!

Drag him out!
- No, you don't!

- Settle down there you'll get paid!

(crowd shouting)

- What's all the mush?

- What else, money.

- Nobody likes working for nothing.

- Come on out here, Fallon.

(glass shattering)

- [Man] Now where's our money?

- [Man] Hey!

(crowd yelling)

- Patience, boys, be with you in a minute.

(men booing)

- Fallon, I've strung along with you

on a lot of wild-eyed schemes of yours.

But this time you've gone too far.

You're going to jail.

- After all I've done for him.

- Done for me, your
finagling's cost my syndicate

a quarter of a million dollars.

- More, Mr. Murdock.

- We financed you to
mill lumber in Wisconsin,

but you stashed it away for
a timber steal in California.

- According to the new land
law, it's strictly legal.

- All I know is what you cost us,

and you're gonna land in
prison until we get it back.

- But putting me in prison is a sure way

of losing all your money.

Now, what's a couple a hundred thousand

to a group like yours?

Let me take a boatload
of my boys out there,

and I'll make a fortune for you.

- Listen to those men.
(crowd shouting)

Why, you haven't met a payroll in weeks.

You thinking they'd
ever work for you again?

- They like me.

You do, too, don't you?

- What makes you think
I'd trust you again?

- Because your syndicate wants money,

and there's plenty to
be had in California.

- Hey, Jim.

- [Jim] What is it, Frenchy?

- Boys are mighty close
to getting out of hand.

- Look, Mr. Murdock, you'd
better let me get the boys

under control before they wreck the mill,

and you'll be out another $50,000.

Daisy, honey, take Mr.
Murdock over to the hotel.

The best champagne for
him and his friends.

- I just happen to have a
couple of bottles in the oven.

You come along, too, Sheriff.

I have a few girlfriends
who just love policemen.

- Don't forget, Fallon.

I can put you in jail six months

from now just as well as today.

(crowd yelling)

- Here's your money, boys,
certified cashier's check.

- You gave us that check business before!

- Yeah, we want to see the cash!

- Where's the money?
- Yeah, we want the money.

(crowd yelling)
- Where's the money?

- All right, boys, anything you say goes.

Frenchy, take this check to the bank.

Have them send over a couple
of guards with the cash.

Go on.

You heard them they want their money!

Get to the bank!

You know what this means, fellas?

You're breaking up the team, for good.

Jim Fallon and his boys.

The minute you sign that
receipt book paid in full

that's the end you leave me busted.

You put me out of business.

- [Lumberman] Good thing it is, Fallon.

- [Lumberman] It's about time, too.

- Pay them off once and for all.

Let them come back to work
for us honest lumbermen,

steady work and regular pay.

- We've had enough of you, Fallon.

You're leaving town and right now.

- Eh, a couple of measly
bobcats turned tigers.

- We're not joking, Fallon.

Get going.
(gun cocking)

- I'm moving no place 'til I'm ready.

(gun firing)

Get him out of here.

- That was great, Jim.

You all right, Jim?

What a wallop!

(crowds' voices overlapping excitingly)

- Boys, even if I'd been shot,

it'd have been worth it to
know how you feel about me.

You still like me,

and now I want to tell you why
I hoped you'd stick with me.

You know me.

Jim Fallon doesn't like
to hire he likes to share,

and right now I want to share with you

the whole north the California.

There's giant redwoods out there,

men, big around as that office,

so tall you can't see the sky.

There's so much board footage
in just one of those big trees

that it makes a month's cutting here

look like a pile of toothpicks.

Now look!

You're the best lumberjacks
in the business.

That's why you're my team,

and that's why I wanna take
you to California with me,

each man a partner of Jim Fallon,

and every man with a
share in a $100 million!

- How do you like that, boys?

- You still want Frenchy
to go to the bank?

- [Crowd] No!

- Will you take your chances with me?

- I will, Jim.

Count me in.
- I will.

- Me too.
(crowd yelling excitingly)

- You might find a couple
of cases in the office.

Help yourself.

- Hey, that's all right.
- It all right.

- [Man] It's okay, come on.

Let's go.
- Come on.

(crowd chatting excitingly)

- [Man] Thanks, Jim.

- [Man] Thanks, Jim, you're okay.

- Hey, stranger.

I don't have to tell you
how grateful I am, stranger.

- I'm Yukon Burns.

- Your name's Luck to me.

I ought to make a little statue of you,

and hang it right
alongside this horseshoe.

- You couldn't hang me
there I'm hollow inside.

- I'll put some stuffing in you.

You stick with me, friend,

and you'll always have a full belly.

Come on.

(upbeat music)

Alaska gold rush, huh?

- Yukon Burns, a billionaire

traveling around in freight cars

trying to get a logger job.

- You got yourself a better
job than that for life.

Kind of like me, don't you?

- I like the way you square
toed it with your men

and stood up to them gun-toters.

- Here.
- Keep it running.

- Honest, huh?

Beside being handy with a gun,

I can use a friend like you, Lucky.

- Hey, Jim.

(tense music)

- Have to teach them hawksters

to keep their nose out of my business.

Here, wet this.

(dramatic music)

Clem?

Sorry, I didn't count
on the shooting either,

but everything worked out just fine.

Nice.

That'll learn you to
keep your big mouth shut.

Come on, Yukon.

(gentle music)

(Jim chuckling)

- Jim?

- Be right with you, Yukon.

- Well, your pigeon is thoroughly cooked

and basted in white wine.

He's all yours.

- I don't know what I'd do without you.

- I don't care anymore, just pay.

- Daisy, honey, don't you trust me?

- Oh, don't Daisy honey me.

- You prefer Dora Figg?

- You lay off my past, or
I'll start to spill yours.

- Forget the past think of the future.

That's nothing.

We're gonna get very rich in California.

We'll leave next month.

- Not we, not me, you.

- Honey, you're part of my luck.

- Oh, save that blarney for when you head

into those wild Westerners.

You won't be pushing
around a bunch of these

tame Wisconsin stump jumpers.

I don't think those Californians
are going to sit around

in their rocking chairs and
watch you grab off their land.

- I'll handle that
problem when I come to it.

- Without me.

- You'll be right there looking
out for me, same as always.

(dramatic music)

- Always is over, Jim.

I'm tired of chasing those
smoke rings of yours.

I'm staying here, and
I'm looking out for me.

- You're right, Daisy.

You'd do a lot better without me.

- You said it.

- I'm no good for you.

You're doing a smart thing giving me up.

I'm just bad for you.

Believe me, Daisy, you should
have a life of your own.

Thanks.

Thanks for everything.

(gentle music)

Yeah, you deserve a
lot better man than me,

but if you every want anything,

you know where to find me.

(gentle music)

- Don't let something like that leave you.

- She'll be back.

Nobody Jim Fallon likes ever leaves him.

That goes for you, too.

Here's your job.

I'm gonna dress you up like a billionaire.

You're going to Redwood, California,

ahead of me goodwill merchant.

Pick the biggest trees.

Just flash that honest face
at the hostile nation--

- Hostile?

Why?

Hope you ain't counting on me using this.

- When a man's my friend, I
count on him for anything.

(dramatic music)

- You mean you've never
even been to California?

- Only in my dreams.
(gentle music)

- Why did you send that Alaska
sourdough out ahead of me?

- Let's face it, Frenchy,
you're a good timber boss,

but people say goodbye to
you before you can say hello.

That Yukon, three weeks in Redwood,

and he's got them eating out of his hand.

Yeah, I got a feeling he's gonna bring me

plenty of good luck.

(gentle music)

- You're doing right by
locking up, Mr. Keller.

- I hope so.

(tense music)

- Look here, Keller,
you can't keep refusing

to let these men buy new timber claims.

- [Keller] I'm the government agent here,

Mr. Gregg, not you.

- On that door, it says
office hours 8:00 to 6:00.

You're opening up again right now.

- Let's stay friendly, neighbor.

- Oh, Fallon's man, Burns.

I'm Cleve Gregg.

- You're just another
claim jumper to me, mister.

- That's because you're new here.

I own the Redwood Sawmill Company,

and I aim to finance these
men filed for homesteads.

- New law wasn't made for timber thieves.

- What do you mean, thieves?

Every lumberman around here
has a copy of that law.

"All claims filed under the
Stolen Timber Act of 1868

"I hereby render null and void.

"Land agents," that's you, Keller,

"are hereby authorized and instructed

"to accept applications
on any and all such claims

"in their districts if you have $125."

- I know all about that, Mr. Gregg.

Just the same I'm waiting
for more instructions

from the Department of the Interior

before I let you steal homesteads

my friends have owned for 50 years.

$125 filing fee for each
quarter section is stealing.

- This fella's been scouting

the biggest trees in the county,

and he's probably bribed
you to wait until Fallon

and his men get here to
file on choice claims.

- Jim Fallon's an honest man.

He's going to pay the old settlers

for every claims he stakes out.

- Did you hear that, Jim?

Pay them, for free land.

He's been doing a lot of

expensive goodwillling around here.

- He knows what he's doing.

- Now get this through your head, Keller.

You're opening this office right now,

or I'll have you jailed.

- No, you won't!

Pay no attention to him, Mr. Keller!

- Keep thee away from
violence, Sister Alicia.

- What are they all dressed up for?

- There's a hallelujah colony around here

Soul Savers, rigid and religious.

- The dark haired one
can save my soul anytime.

- Open that office or I'll have
my boys break the door down.

- You do and you'll walk in on your face.

- Keller, you're gonna start
taking applications right now.

- Come on, boys.
(gun firing)

(woman screaming)

- Sister Chadwick, no.

- Stay thee with us.

- Hold your ground, Mr. Keller, be firm.

- I'm going to Eureka and tell
this to the circuit judge.

- I'll tote you across for $0.50, ma'am.

- No, thank you.

- Well, seeing as how
you're bowlegged, two bits.

- I am not bowlegged.

- Alicia!

- No, you're not.

- Sister Chadwick, thy
Father shall hear of this.

- There, now, wasn't that worth it?

- Here's your quarter.

- Thank you, ma'am.

- [Yukon] Ah, Sister Chadwick.

- Where's your Mr. Fallon?

I came to thank both of you
for protecting our land.

- That Fallon's a wonderful lad, ma'am.

- I'm sure he could teach you manners.

- [Yukon] That's Jim Fallon.

- Oh.

- Pleased to meet you, Miss Chadwick.

- [Alicia] Mrs. Chadwick.

- Oh.

- Just like I told you.

You don't need to worry
about your trees no more.

Jim here's going to do the claiming.

He's got plenty of money.

In fact, he invented the stuff.

- Why haven't you refiled on your land?

- Multiply 400 quarter sections by $125,

and we'll see how much we'd have to pay.

- 400 quarter sections and broke?

You must be pretty poor operators.

- None of these religious Coloners

ever bother to accumulate much cash.

- There's no need to.

- See Jim, these are wonderful folks.

They'll give you anything they got.

If they haven't got anything to give you,

they say a prayer for you.

- Sister Chadwick, you think prayer's

gonna save those big trees?

- We were assured we could
rely on you for that.

We don't want them touched.

- [Jim] What's so special about them?

- Well, after you've
been around them a while,

you'll understand.

- Sister Alicia, come thee
away from all those men.

- There's safety in
numbers, Sister Blackburn.

- Say, by the way, whatever happened

to your thees and thous?

- Sister Chadwick has been
too long out in the world.

- I'd like you to meet
my father, Mr. Fallon.

Won't you have supper
with us this evening?

- I'd like to.

- I'll meet you at 6:00
in the Bixby Grove.

Mr. Burns knows the way.

I'm anxious for you to see our trees.

- Thank you.

This must be good luck.

I've known a lot of gals.

This is the first time
one of them ever asked me

to come up and see her trees.

- I thought this trip was
supposed to be strictly business.

- There's a lot of ways of doing business.

- What are all these promises

I hear you've been making?

- Just plain common sense.

- Yukon, I'd feel a lot
better if you'd walk me home.

- Well, glad to bodyguard you anytime.

- Hey, Lucky, I want to talk to you.

Meet me in the saloon.

- You've got to get rid
of that daffy sourdough.

He's already got you hooked
for money you ain't got.

(upbeat music)

- Have I ever had to ask you advice?

- Look.

I passed up top jobs to
watch your timber grab.

You promised we'd make a killing.

All I hear now is some
idiot promising to pay,

pay for something you can get for nothing.

- Nobody's gonna pay.

As soon as that boat
brings in our loggers,

I'll run them into the
land office and file.

Nobody's gonna pay.

(bright music)

(birds chirping)

Slow down there, whoa.

Let me borrow your knife, Lucky.

Thanks.

- Biggest, oldest living
things in the whole world.

Make you feel kind of small?

- Nope.

Big.

I'm the one that's gonna knock them down.

- What if Chadwick and
her folks don't want

these trees touched at any price?

- She's a widow, huh?

- What's the difference?

- When you grow up,
I'll explain it to you.

Who was Chadwick?

- The young seafaring feller.

Fear he lost his life
at sea a few years ago.

- I bet there's 100
houses in one of these.

- Look, Jim.

- Yeah?

- These colonists trust in you

on account of what I've
told them about you.

You play square with them,
and you'll do all right.

- You bet I will.

28 and a half feet this is just a baby.

- Hello.

Right on time.

- Sister Chadwick.

Thou hasn't been out of
my thoughts a minute.

- I hope you're both hungry.

- I look forward to thy home cooking.

- Then it will please thee
to know that thou shall help

with the washing of the
dishes to make thee feel

that our home is thine.

It's a lovely walk.

(bright theatrical music)

(upbeat music)

Mr. Fallon, this is my
Father, Elder Bixby.

- How do you so, sir?

- Welcome, friend, brother.

- Mrs. Stratford, Mrs. Wallace.

- We met, practically.

- Brother Doran.
- How do you do?

- How do you do, sir?

- On the roof, Brother Williams,

And Brother Williams' daughter.

- How do you do?

Magnificent country.

- It's different from Wisconsin, huh?

- Yes, it is.

I've never been stirred as deeply

as by your beautiful trees.

- And his daughter.

- Then you can understand
how we feel about them,

why we hold them in sacred trust.

- Sacred, somebody's bound
to get them by claiming.

- Not if we can help it.

- I'm certain we can
place faith in Mr. Fallon

and Mr. Burns to help us
keep them from destruction.

- If I felt like you did about trees,

I'd soon be out of business.

- The giant sequoias are
more than trees, friend.

They are the everlasting living
sign of our creator's work,

4,000 years old, as old
as the book and the faith.

This was just a little
one, only 900 years old,

but it was a living sapling

when the Norman conquerors
invaded England.

It was about this size when
Columbus discovered America.

About this large the
time of George Washington

and our Declaration of Independence.

This marks the time of Abraham Lincoln

and the Emancipation Proclamation.

It was felled during the term

of our present President, Mr. McKinley.

- God made them to touch the skies,

taller than any spire of any church.

- They are our church,
our place of worship.

- Mr. Fallon will build
you a dozen churches.

- Let's be practical.

You men cut your timber.

- The small trees are all we cut.

The giant redwoods, we do not.

- The government passed a death sentence

on every tree in the district.

- We know you'll help us.

- I admire your faith.

(door creaking)

- Supper.

- [Boy] Come on!

(gentle music)

- A real home.

Where do you sit?

- We ladies eat later.

- As it should be.

- Mr. Fallon, will you sit here?

- Oh, thank you.

What's her name?

- His name is Tom.

Well, no wonder he likes me.

- While the ladies are setting the meal,

we'll read from the scriptures.

It is our custom to ask a stranger

in our house to do the reading.

- Oh, uh, naturally.

Of course.

- Perhaps Mr. Fallon would
rather quote from memory.

- Safer if I read.

I've been known to get my verses mixed.

- Um, here, from the Psalms of David.

- "Blessed is he that considers the poor.

"The Lord will deliver
him in time of trouble."

- Amen.
- Amen.

- Amen.

(dramatic music)

- "Blessed is he that considers the poor."

You big, hard head,
what'd you get me into?

- You got me into it.

You sent me out here.

Look here, Jim, just how much are you

gonna pay these folks for this land?

- Lucky, you better start getting

yourself some common sense.

Do you realize how much it cost
to operate a timber outfit?

I can't afford to pay for
thousands of acres of free land

and still run a business.

- But I gave them my word, and you.

- Once, last, and for all,

there's not gonna be
any payment for any land

the government says is free.

- You sound like a claim jumper to me.

If you know what a sourdough
thinks of that stripe,

you don't want me around.

- Oh, where you going?

- Back to Alaska to get me some fresh air.

- Now, Lucky, nobody Jim
Fallon likes ever leaves him.

I'm kind of superstitious about
my luck running out on me.

- Look, you got the wrong slant.

It ain't something you
can wear on a watch chain.

It ain't even money in your kick.

Nine times out of 10
it's the way you live.

- Look who's talking about living.

When I picked you up,

you were a job hunting,
empty-bellied crumb.

Look at you now, you're
just beginning to live,

but it's going to be my way.

- Well, you stinking claim jumper.

- Oh, now, take it easy.

- [Yukon] Get out of my way!

- Now take it easy.

Take it easy.

(Jim groans)

Lucky.

You win, Lucky.

I'll pay them premium for the land.

- And you won't cut the big trees?

(Jim grunting)

Sorry, Jim.

I'll get you a doctor.

(gentle music)

(gentle music)

(Jim chuckling)

- Now, be reasonable.

I'm offering you a royalty of 1%.

We'll throw in all logging equipment.

All right, 2%,

and believe me, this is all
faith, hope, and charity.

- I believe you.

You're a decent man.

I like you for trying to
do what you don't have to.

- Well, that's very nice apple butter.

How much did the Elder
tell you to hold out for?

- I've told you we're
only interested in saving

these giant trees, not your money.

- Now, wait a minute, wait a minute.

I didn't say anything about
money, just percentage.

- Percentage of what you own,

or what someone else owns?

- Sister Chadwick, my conscience is clean.

All right, another half percent.

- What's your conscience's
name, Mr. Yukon Burns?

This is a very good place
to talk about conscience.

This is our church.

- Let's lay off the pious price hiking

and admit that trees are
trees and money's money.

You folks stand to make a million.

- You're right.

Some trees are trees.

(gentle music)

Come here.

You ever seen anything more beautiful?

- Never.

- [Alicia] Certainly there's
enough timber around here

without you destroying these.

- I live by the board foot.

- Doesn't all this beauty
mean anything to you?

- Beauty?

Sure.

That's what it's all about, Sister,

since the beginning of the world.

That's what makes men thrash the wheat,

pick the grapes, hire a band.

All the sweat a man has poured
on Earth's been for beauty,

the beauty of women.

Yeah, that's the buggy whip
that drives us, Alicia.

You know what I mean?

- I certainly do.

You're wasting all the pretty words.

- Not words, time.

(dramatic music)

- You're wasting time as well as words.

- I got to hand it to you, Widow Chadwick,

you sure know how to put a man on ice.

- Why not?

Business should be practical and cold,

so let's be practical.

(dramatic music)

Lumberman, look, how tall?

- Five-feet-five and a half.

- 213 feet.

How big around?

- 24 waist.

- 16 feet.

Total footage?

- Wonderfully proportioned.

- Roughly, 33,000 square feet.

- And every inch alive.

- $14.00 per thousand board
foot delivered in San Francisco.

- You got soft lips.

- Now, it takes five times as much labor

to market one of the big trees
as one of the little ones,

and there's only three
times as much lumber.

Therefore, the giants
aren't nearly as profitable.

- You haven't been kissed nearly enough.

- I said profitable, Mr. Fallon.

You ought to understand that.

- Uh-huh, you're quite a mathematician,

so solve this problem.

Either you take 3%, or
I'm taking your land.

Like it says in the Bible,

"The Lord helps him who helps himself."

- Then you'll need a lot of help.

- I've got it, a boat load.

(ship horn blaring)

(men laughing)

(ship horn blaring)

(people chatting loudly)

(upbeat music)

- They're Fallon's men.

They're taking over the land office.

- Judge Crenshaw.

Judge Crenshaw.

Bless thee, Judge.

- We're thankful you're here.

- I heard all the way from Eureka.

Still swirling with boomers, I see.

- They mean to claim our land.

- Well, we'll see what can be done.

- I thought you were going to file

in the names of the colonists, Mr. Fallon.

- That was yesterday.

My boys are filing.

I want those application blanks.

I've got the cash right
here to cover all of them.

- Just a minute, Keller.

- Judge Crenshaw, must I
take these applications?

- Yes, from anyone mean enough

to use this land grabbers law.

- Can't Mr. Keller wait?

Maybe some of us can
raise the filing cost.

- He can't wait.

I know claim law you've got
to have a place in line.

Let's have those application blanks.

Step up, boys.

Fill in those blanks in duplicate.

- Fallon, this is subterfuge
with intent to defraud

filing under dummy signatures.

- These men aren't dummies.

I'm only loaning them the money.

Are you willing to go on
record that's illegal?

- No, I'm not.

But the court will go
thoroughly into the case.

- Suits me fine by that time,

the logs will be off, and the
court can have the stumps.

- Jim, you've got to let
them keep the big Redwoods.

- I came here to get the big ones.

- He'll never get them.

We could have cut enough timber
to raise our filing fees,

but we believed your Mr. Burns.

We trusted you because of him,

but that's past, Mr. Fallon.

We know you now, and with
the help of the Lord,

somehow we'll stop you.

- So far you've made a liar out of me.

Hand back every one of
them application blanks.

There ain't gonna be any
filing of any kind here.

- You win again, Lucky.

Keller, go ahead with those applications.

- I beat you half to death once.

Now I'm gonna finish the job.

- Please don't try it, Yukon.

- Why you!

- Don't do it, Lucky.

Keep out of it.

(glass shattering)

Here's your boat fare.

I hear there's still gold in Alaska.

- I'm staying here.

- Then you'll get hurt again.

(crowd muttering loudly)

- About time you got yourself

straight on that sourdough.

- He's twice the man you'll ever be.

Come on, boys, fill out those blanks.

- I'd never treat a timber
boss of mine like that.

Let's you and I have a drink sometime.

- It's a better time than now.

- And washeth clean the
patrons, our Father.

That we may call no man our enemy.

Make our faith in thee to be
without question of thy will.

That we may live the
words of the scripture,

love the Lord with all thy
heart and with all thy soul,

and will all thy might.

- Amen.

- Thou art always
welcome amongst us, but--

- But I can't lick Fallon alone.

Now, you've got some
mighty hefty boys here,

and if you'd use them
the way Lord suggests.

- That's right, Yukon.

- Sister.

- Hush, let him give his testimonial.

- Well, I've been a wicked man in my time

with a weakness for drink
and cards and other trifles.

But I've done some reading of the book.

And when it says "love thy
neighbor with all thy heart

"and with all thy soul," that's great.

But if it's not enough if it
tacks on "with all thy might"

and that means might and
that there's fighting talk.

It's the only kind Jim
Fallon will ever understand.

- Violence is not in our creed.

- Yeah, I know.

And I believe in turning the other cheek,

but you've just about run out of cheeks.

It's time you started growing
some religious muscles.

- Thou dost not understand our covenants.

- Well, it appears not.

But where I come from the Lord
didn't build strong backs.

To let wickedness seize the Earth.

- Whatever we do, Mr. Burns,

will be done in conformance with the law.

- But Mr. Fallon is using
the law to take our land.

- The Lord will not fail us.

- Well, I see it's no use.

Well, thanks anyhow, Elder,

for letting me voice my theology.

- Father.

- The book of Job, ninth
chapter, 22nd verse.

"They that hate thee shall
be clothed with shame."

- I'm Judge Crenshaw.

I've been looking for you.

I got something I want
to talk to you about.

- [Alicia] So have I.

- Well then, hop in both of you.

We'll go over to your place
where we can talk in private.

Mr. Burns, I heard you were an honest man

and good with a gun.

And I also heard you confess to a weakness

for liquor, cards, and women,

- Not women, your honor,
they ain't for the weak.

- Well, the principle reasons
for my coming to Redwood

was to appoint a Marshall.

- Marshall?

- Well?

- You got one, Judge.

- Then that's settled.

- Congratulations, Yukon.

I guess this gives him the
power to stop Jim Fallon.

- Well, it won't keep
those applications of his

from being mailed to Washington.

It would take an act of God to stop that.

(cat mewing)
- Judge.

Just how would a legal
man define an act of God?

- Well, I'd say any cataclysm

which was not caused by the human hand.

- Cataclysm that got
anything to do with cats?

(cat mewing)

- Nice kitty.

(dramatic music)

(cat mewing)

(soft knocking on door)

- Sister Chadwick.
- Good evening.

- Taking up with four-footed beasts, eh?

Don't blame you what I've
seen of the two-legged kind.

- Don't you think the new
Marshall was an excellent choice?

- Mr. Burns is a good man.

Transferred Fallon's claim
money out of here into the bank.

Didn't want it to reflect
on me if anything happened.

- I brought a letter of protest
written by Judge Crenshaw

stating his opinion of
our rights in this case.

We wants a copy forwarded to Washington,

along with everyone of
Jim Fallon's applications.

- Well, it's getting late
and I'm awfully hungry.

That's a lot of copying.

- Well, I'll get started on it.

You go home and eat.

- Thanks.

- Do you mind if we open a window?

It's rather stuffy in here.

- I'll do it.

(upbeat music)

Here lock up after me.

See you later, Miss Alicia.

(upbeat music)

(dogs barking)

(dogs whimpering)

- Miss Alicia, I have
some grub for your cat.

Get away, you, this isn't dog food.

(cat mewing)

(dogs barking)

(glass breaking)

- Cataclysm.

Wait a minute.

Don't want anybody taking
anything out of here.

(fire crackling)

- Sister Chadwick, what happened?

- It was my cat, Mr. Keller,

getting out of the way of two stray dogs.

- Hmm, don't blame the cat at all.

- Kitty, kitty.

(cat mewing)

(judge whistling)

- You just gonna stand
there and watch it burn?

- Well, it's quite a sight.

- My applications are in there.

- Your claim money was
transferred to the bank, fella.

I'm the only loser.

It's burning down my courtroom.

- I see.

(judge whistling)

- I suppose no one thought of
calling the fire department.

(judge whistling)

How'd it happen?

- Accident.

Her cat.

- Dear sister, you're not
the sweet child I first knew.

- Me neither, Jim.

- "Let him that stole steal no more.

"Rather, let him labor
working with his hands,

"the thing which is good."

- Ephesians.

- Verse four, line 26.

- 28.

- Kelly, you better
wire Washington tonight

for a new batch of application blanks.

- What's your hurry?

You can't file again until

they send duplicate title records.

That takes time.

(fire crackling)

- That is the most satisfying act of God

I've ever had the pleasure of witnessing.

- Judge, I demand you appoint
a Marshall to investigate.

- I've appoint one.

Marshall Burns, will you
kindly look into this case?

- Marshall Burns?

- Yep, there's not much I
can do about an act of God.

- I cite you a precedent, Mr. Fallon,

the Chicago case of Mrs. O'Leary's cow.

- Of course, we're not
quite so big as Chicago.

We've only got a cat.

- Nice kitty.

(cat mewing)

As you so rightly said,

"The Lord helps him who helps himself."

We'll raise the money for the filing fees

by cutting and selling timber.

- That fire doesn't change the new law.

Your flock can't work
property they don't own.

- Mr. Fallon's right, that's the law.

- I'll follow the law to the letter, Jim.

- That's all I want.

(cat meows)

Looks like you're gonna have to train

that cat to steal trees.

(dramatic music)

- Timber.

(steam whistle blowing)

Timber.

(dramatic music)

(crowd chatting)

- Quiet.

Quiet, everybody.

Quiet, or I'll have you all removed.

Fires may come and Rome may burn,

but this court's now in session.

What are the defendants
charged with, Marshall?

- Your Honor, James
Fallon accuses these men

of cutting trees on
land they no longer own.

- That's right, those
claims are now property

of the United States government.

- How do the defendants plead?

- Guilty.

- 30 days of hard labor.

Marshall, I remand the
prisoners to your custody,

and order you to see that
the following sentence

is carried out.

They are to cut timber
on government property.

The logs are to be transported
to Tidewater here at Redwood.

- Your Honor, what do you
intend to do with those logs?

- Well, Section seven,
Paragraph 18 of the Penal Code

states, "Trinkets or other
saleable objects produced

"by prisoners may be sold,

"and the money is therefrom
given to them at the time

"of their release as an
aid to rehabilitation."

- Logs 40 feet long and not trinkets.

- This court is serving
the ends of justice, sir,

and you are held in contempt.

- Marshall, collect the
gentleman's fine $100.

- All right.

But for $100, I want to say something.

- $200.

Any further remarks, I'll make it $300.

- Put this in your safe,

it'll more than cover the fine.

- Court's adjourned.

(crowd chatting)

- The next 30 days we must do

six months' work night and day.

- And even on the Sabbath,

we'll be lifting the ox from the ditch.

- [Elder] Well need
$50,000 to save our land.

- Marshall, will you kindly
rush the prisoners to the woods?

d Bringing in the trees d

d We shall all rejoice in
bringing in the trees d

d Bringing in the trees d

d We shall all rejoice d
- Timber!

d In bringing in the trees d

d Bringing in the trees d

d We shall all rejoice in
bringing in the trees d

(dramatic music)

- One week more, God willing,
we'll have our claim money.

- My old lady and the kids
are having it rough at home.

- Like I told you, you just
have to wait for your money.

- That's no good.

- This partnership is fine on
paper, but I need some cash.

- That goes for me, too.

- All the money I've got in the bank

I'm saving for more claim filing.

- Bunch of the boys are
talking about heading back.

- Nobody wants to stay.

- That's the truth.

- Breaking up the team again, huh?

Well, this time you can't leave, men.

When the new application blanks get here,

I'll need every one of you.

- The boys don't feel
good about that, either.

- About what?
- They don't like the raw deal

you're giving these natives.

- What's the matter with
you birds, getting gooey?

- We came out here to work, not to steal.

- This is strictly legal.

- Yeah, there's a lot
of talk that it ain't.

- Frenchy, take the
boys over to the saloon.

- It won't work, Jim.

- All right, I'll meet you at the bank.

Get out of here.

- That's more like it.
- Now you're talking.

Let's go.

- Once you start that,

they'll start hitting
you every week or so.

Won't take long to
whittle down your capital.

- Thinking again, huh?

- Yeah, Jim, remember
that sawmill man, Gregg?

He'd be a pretty soft partner
for a smart fella like you.

- Stop thinking so hard, Frenchy.

You're liable to get
yourself a bad headache.

(insects chirping)

- Fallon's getting down to a shoestring.

He's finally dipped into his claim money.

Here's where I steer him
to you for financing.

- You mean I finally get an introduction

to the great Jim Fallon?

- The Fallon Company
becomes LeCroix and Gregg.

- You call the shots, Frenchy.

We're with you.

- Your soft partner draws
a pretty hard contract.

- He really doesn't need you.

- It's a good deal, Fallon.

- Stop bluffing, Gregg.

Deceased?

I get it.

If anything happens to me,

the Fallon Company goes to you two, huh?

- Sign it, Jim.

Gregg here will release
funds to your account.

- Just want you to know
I could see through

that swamp you call a brain.

- Jim's always suspicious.

- But you won't shove any
knives in my back because

you're never gonna stick
the tidewater without me.

- How do you mean?

- That little secret is my life insurance.

- Timber!

Timber!

Timber!

- Well, look it here.

- Fellas, I don't want to impose on you,

but do you mind looking after these girls

until the rest of their baggage arrives?

(men shouting excitingly)

- Are you what they call a lumberjack?

- That's me, baby.

- My, you're strong.

- I've been sick.

(men chuckling)

Hey, put me down, put me down.

Come on, I'll buy you a drink.

(people chuckling)

- Bartender.

- All right, men, have fun.

The drinks are on the company.

(men cheering)

- A talking machine.

Let's dance.

- Are any of these boys married?

(lively dance music)
(man clearing throat)

- I could drink your
slipper full of White Mule.

- Take Aggie's, she's from Texas.

- Here.

- Fill it up.

(people laughing)

- Little Dora Figg.

- Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh.

- I've been dreaming of you for days,

how you used to dance
on a beer keg for dimes.

- Hm, remember that big,
swell-headed lumberjack

who never had the dime?

- We're doing all right now, honey.

Say, how does it feel to
be Queen of Redwood City?

- Fine, if you're the King.

The same old Jim.

- Daisy, honey, we're
gonna be rich, very rich.

Just sign these Dora Figg.

- Yep, the same old Jim.

What kind of larceny is it this time.

- [Jim] Well, those wild
Westerners you warned be about

tried to cut my throat.

This is just to give
me a little protection.

- Uh huh.

It's lucky for you I learned
to write instead of read.

- Thanks, doll.

Jasper?

You saw the lady sign
these, notarize them.

- Well, I'm ready for a nice, warm bath.

- The tub's down the hall.

- What?

- Well, I'll be seeing you, honey.

- What?

- Look I'm going to Sacramento
for a couple of days.

You make yourself at home.

Frenchy will look after you.

- Frenchy LeCroix?

- Sure, be nice to him.

Come in.

- Oh.
- Miss Fisher,

may I present, Sister Chadwick.

- Forget your tambourine, honey?

- I'm sorry, Jim, I
didn't mean to intrude.

- Well, Daisy's an old friend.

- He means well-seasoned.

- Oh.

I came to tell you
we've cut enough timber.

Our logs will soon be at Tidewater.

Our faith has been realized.

We'll be able to keep our lands.

But my father and I wanted you to know,

if you want to stay here
and work, we'll help.

Goodbye, Miss Fisher.

Goodbye, Jim.

- Jim, huh?

Lucky for you my father
never owned a shotgun.

What about hers?

- Believe me, Daisy, I'd
rather have my head shot off

by a Figg than my soul saved by a Bixby.

Have fun, girl.

(men cheering)

(lively music)

d I'm the charming Sue Brett d

d On the Police Gazette d

d I can dance with jesters and braves d

d I've a depth and got style
and a beautiful smile d

d If by chance you glance at my face d

d The barbers, the cops,
and first nighters d

d They all have pictures of me d

d I'm sharing my fame with the fighters d

d John L. and Knockoff Magee d

d I am known as the toast
of the Barbary Coast d

d And the kind you'll never forget d

d I'm a Burly Q Queen d

d And you'll know what I mean d

d If you read the Police Gazette d

(men chuckling)

(lively music)

d If you're feeling depressed d

d Let me humbly suggest d

d There's a way for you to forget d

d Simply turn to the page d

d To the news of the stage d

d When you read the Police Gazette d

(men cheering)
(men applauding)

(lively dance music)

Oh, champagne.
- Mm-hmm.

We'll, drink to us.

We got a lot of things in common.

- Yeah?

Name one.

- Well, we've both been
Jim Fallon's chumps.

I'm through how about you?

- What's rattling around
in that head of yours?

- Look, Daisy, Jim's out of town.

He's up to something, you're a part of it.

What's going on?

- Why don't you ask Jim when he gets back?

- I'm paying cash money for information.

- I have a notion to tell Jim about this.

You sty on the eye of a flea on the thigh

of a nit on the neck of a gnat.

(Frenchy chuckles)

- Am I seeing things?

That dam wasn't there last week.

- Not like that it wasn't,

but the foundation's been there
since the old mining days.

- Fallon, Jim Fallon.

- Well, he's sure got
the colonists blocked.

- Not just the colonists.

Nobody's running any more logs

to Tidewater without my say so.

- But we're partners.

- Correct, I've got you right
where you thought you had me.

- You bought that dam with my money.

- I don't own it.

I just got permission to
control the river with it.

- Fallon, you've gone too far.

- No, my good health is
very important to you boys.

Anything happens to me,
the owner of that dam

will see that you never
get a log to market.

By the way, I brought
back another surprise

for you from Sacramento.

Be in town this afternoon.

I have an appointment with Judge Crenshaw.

- Franchise for the dam is valid.

Prior property right
established for the miners

when this was gold rush country.

- We've got to locate the owner.

- I'm sure if he knew what it means--

- Well, the owner's a woman, Dora Figg.

- Dora Figg?

- Sacramento post office
box is the only address.

I'm sorry, there's nothing I
can do, absolutely nothing.

- Thank you, Judge Crenshaw
for making that clear.

- So help me, Jim, I
can hardly keep this gun

from going off right in your face.

- Don't blame me you're the
one that led these sheep

right into the middle of this wolf flight.

Judge Crenshaw, this is for you

from the head of the
Department of Interior.

- "It is my considered opinion
that the Fallon Company

"can without penalty proceed
to take possession of

"and clear their land."

- You mean they can cut down our trees?

- I'm afraid they can.

- Frenchy, you and Gregg set
the boys to work right now,

possessing and clearing the land.

You see, Sister Chadwick,
you and your friends

could have made a pile of money.

- Didn't you ever learn any
other word except money?

- You're getting in a rut, Jim.

You'd better look out.

Because when a rut gets deep
enough it becomes a grave.

You got a couple of partners
liable to put you in it.

(choir singing hymn gently)

d Amen d

- Oh Lord, hear our last
prayer in this temple.

If it's destruction be by thy will,

then to thy higher judgment we bow.

Open the hearts of each
of us to speak forgiveness

for these men of greed who have not

been touched by thy understanding.

Amen.

- Don't take any backtalk.

We've got the law with us.

(sheep bleating)

(tools thudding)

- Come out of there, you fools!

You're in the line of fall!

- We must leave.

- It's our home.

My place is here.

- They want to go down with
the ship it's their hard luck.

- It'd be murder.
- It's Fallon's company.

He gets life for murder,
we get the company.

- The years that grew into these trees

make them long and tedious to saw.

There's time to get our friends

Judge Crenshaw and the Marshall.

Go on, hurry.

(saw blade scraping)

- What's the matter with you men?

You undercut that tree to hit the cabin.

- That's right.
- Stop the sawing.

Where's the Bixbys?

- [Frenchy] How should I know?

- Sorry, but you may lose your house.

(wood cracking)

- My father's in there!

- Hey, stay here.

(wood cracking)

(dramatic music)

(Alicia screams)

(suspenseful music)

(somber music)

- Jim, you're under arrest.

- Fallon ordered us to fall that tree.

(dramatic music)

- Your company, Fallon.

You're the man that'll have to face

the indictment for murder.

- Trying me already, huh?

- No, you'll get a fair
trial, but not from me.

I'm prejudiced.

I'll have to disqualify myself,

but you'll get your justice.

(suspenseful music)

Take him to Eureka and
hold him without bail.

Fallon will hang for this.

- What?

- It was premeditated murder.

- That's not true.
(gentle music)

He meant my father no harm.

Jim Fallon risked his
life trying to save him.

I saw him.

You saw him, too.

- Well, he's still responsible

for the actions of the Fallon Company.

His own wood's boss will
testify against him.

- I'll testify for him.

- Marshall?

Let Fallon go.

You can't hold a man to answer

when the chief witness is for the defense.

Release him.

(dramatic music)

- Thanks.

- [Alicia] My people forgive
those who trespass against us,

my father most of all.

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(gentle music)

- Brother Williams just
told me that Frenchy's been

making threats against Jim's life.

- Why do you care?

Anybody who'd shoot Jim Fallon

would be the most popular feller in town.

- [Alicia] You're the
Marshall don't let it happen.

- [Marshall] Why?

- [Alicia] Just don't let it happen.

- Well, by golly.

Hey, you're not in love
with that no good, are you?

Well, girl, you're crazy.

You see a big tom
leopard out in the woods,

and you don't get close,

that is unless you happen
to be a lady leopard.

- He's been gentle enough with me.

- That's when he does his creeping.

Now, you listen to me girl.

Now, Marion Parson could
straitjacket Jim Fallon

and lock him in a box at
the bottom of the sea,

and he'd still slip the gap and run off

with the wedding presents.

- Men have been known to change.

- Oh, lady, even I've been
given up by women reformers.

The biggest mistake a woman can make

is to pick the wrong man
and try to make him right.

Why don't you just go off somewhere

and have a good cry and forget him?

- I'm reminding you of
your duty, Marshall.

See that he's protected.

(ominous music)

- Alicia, it's started.

What do we do?

- Are you sure?
- Yes.

- It feels like any minute.

- Take her to the hotel room 204.

- 204 that's Jim Fallon's room.

- Why not, this is all his fault.

(lively music)

- See those lighted windows upstairs?

They're his.

You get up in the land office ruins,

and maybe you can plug him from there.

Charlie, he doesn't know you.

You take the saloon.

Bulldog, I'll stay out here.

You get on the hotel porch.

He comes through the lobby, signal me.

One of us has got to get him.

(lively music playing in bar)

(crowd applauding)
(crowd cheering)

- [Marshall] Go on upstairs.

- Now what have I done?

- I want to talk to you.

- [Bartender] Hey,
stranger, what'll it be?

- Double straight.

(men laughing in bar)

- [Alicia] Your sister will be all right.

(baby crying)

- What's that?

- A baby.

- This is one thing you can't pin on me.

- Looks like you and the stork
arrived at the same time.

- What?
- Bill, it's a boy.

- [Alicia] The street was no
place for a baby to be born.

- Whose baby?

- Where can I find some water?

- Right down the hall right there.

- Thank you.

- What is this a hotel or a nursery?

- A baby was just born here thank to Jim.

- Congratulations.

- What do you mean thanks to Jim?

- I better get out of
here it might be catching.

- Now, what's this all about?

- You and your land grabbers
forced them out of their home.

- [Jim] I had nothing to do with it.

- Too bad its father can't be here.

- I had nothing to do with that, either.

(lively music playing in bar)

So, for all I care, you can
stay on your pious pedestal.

- I've never placed
myself on any pedestal.

I'm too full of bad temper.

- What a girl.

- Why, you chigger-bitten Don Juan.

You just try pitching hay with her,

and I'll shoot that lump you call a head

right out from under your hat.

- Forget it I tried once.

Got frostbite in the middle of July.

- That don't mean she's not stuck on you.

- You're crazy.

- Well, maybe so.

When you signed that deal with Frenchy,

it was heads you die and
tails you get killed.

Who do you think's got
me looking after you?

Alicia Chadwick.

- I don't believe you.

- Well, why should you?

It wouldn't mean anything to you.

You're gonna have everything you wanted.

You want to be a millionaire.

- Sure.

- Why don't you tell the truth just once?

Why don't you come clean and admit

that all this wine you're
guzzling's as sour as vinegar?

- Tell me more.

- You stinking stake jumper.

I'm only trying to save your hide.

It's not because I want
to, but I promised her.

- You still like me, don't you?

Come on, sweetheart.

I want you to watch me thank Alicia

for sending you back to me.

Let's go.

(crowd in bar applauding)

(insects chirping)

(lively dance music)

(gun cocks)

(gun firing)

- Get back, Lucky!
(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

(somber music)

- Yukon loved this grove.

He understood.

- Look where it got him.

- He lost his life protecting you.

- He should have looked out for himself.

- When I was a child, I was
taught to believe that there was

a God-given seed of good at
the root of everything alive,

but I'm beginning to doubt that now.

There isn't the slightest
bit of good in you.

(dramatic music)

(soft knocking on door)

- I got your message what do you want?

- Come in.

Sit down, Judge.

Look, I figured out how you can stop

Frenchy and Gregg from
cutting on that land.

- I had that figured out long ago.

But you'd have to confess
to subterfuge and intent

to defraud when you filed
those claims for homesteads,

and that's a felony.

- Sit down and draw up an affidavit.

- What?

- You heard me.

- [Judge] The government will hold all

your claim money for forfeit.

- What do you want me to
do, burst out in tears?

- Yeah, I've been trying
to make a dent in you

ever since I got here.

- Stop trying or you'll break your ax.

Get those colonists to
logging so they can file.

- Will you take care of Dora Figg

and the dam that's blocking them?

- Let's pretend I'm Dora Figg.

- Ah, you thought of
everything, didn't you?

I admire what you're doing, Fallon.

- Then keep your mouth shut
about it around everybody.

- What do you think Frenchy and Gregg

are gonna do when they find out,

just stand there with their hands folded?

- Just make out that affidavit, will you?

- Here, I'll give you
back your good luck piece.

You'll need it for those tree wolves.

- Thanks, Judge.

Oh, I'll be needing
some eating money, too.

Want to cover that?

- It's covered.

High man deals.

Come on, I'll teach you
to think of your soul

instead of your belly.

- Check those through to San Francisco.

- Hate to see you leave, honey.

Sure gonna miss you.

- Uh-uh, you'll be beating the drums

while she's singing her hymns.

- Happy trip.

Just Dora Figg these, will you?

- You'll have to talk to
Frenchy about little Dora Figg.

- Come again?

- I sold the dam to Frenchy for $25,000.

- Daisy, honey, that's not funny.

- What's the matter, wrong flavor?

- You're telling the truth.

- That property was mine.

After all, I couldn't live
forever on your promises.

- What promise did I ever break to you?

- You never broke any,

but you never kept any.

It took me 10 years to get
the stars out of my eyes.

All the rugs I helped you pull out

from under the suckers, I learned.

Oh boy, how I learned.

Enough to pull the whole floor
right out from under you.

- Boy, knocked me sky high.

- You'll land on your feet.

You always do.

That $25,000 will repay me
for all the years I've wasted.

Yeah, man, I've finally got me a stake.

- Got yourself educated
and well-heeled, huh?

Nice work, Daisy.

I'm patting myself on the back, too,

for being a good teacher.

So long, pal.

No hard feelings.

(birds chirping)

- Thanks, Brother Fallon.

- Judge Crenshaw told us
you let us through the dam.

- Blessings on thee this beautiful day.

- Frenchy bought the
dam out from under me.

They're choking the river
with logs for nothing.

- Is this another of thy tricks?

- Spots of a leopard do not change.

- Well, it's time to change yours.

Why don't you men get
some bristles on your back

and start to fight?

It's your only chance to spring those logs

and get back your land.

You can't pray that dam out of the way.

- No, but we can get around it.

That old mining railroad on our property.

- It wouldn't take much
new track to bypass the dam

and haul the logs to the river below it.

- Sister, that'll do it.

We'll need some rails and tools.

I'll swindle somebody out of them.

- Swindle?

- Borrow, sometimes it's all the same.

- [Bill] How many of you men worked on

this perch track last time?

- Judge Crenshaw donated this.

Feed your boys good they work faster.

- It was very kind of him

and you, too, for helping us.

- Sister Chadwick, just
between us leopards,

keep watching my spots.

(upbeat music)

- Fallon's almost to the
river with that track.

- Yeah, if he gets there,
we're out of business.

- Yeah, and the way
they're cutting timber.

- How many trestles are there?

- Three.

- Show me the one nearest the river.

(dramatic music)

(gentle music)

(soft knocking on door)

- Come in.

- My first time in a caboose.

- Sister Wallace.

- Mr. Blackburn went
to town with the baby.

How we doing?
- Just fine.

Five carloads have gone already,

and this one goes this afternoon.

- I hate to admit it, but
thanks to Brother Fallon.

- It is good to have him
on our side, isn't it?

It makes one feel like the
strength of Jeroboam was with us.

- You must mean Jeremiah.

Jeroboam was a scamp.

- I guess, I mean both.

- See thee later.

- Oh, and tell Mr. Fallon I'll be here

until suppertime if he needs me.

- All right.

(saw blades scraping)

(dramatic music)

(train whistle blowing)

- Next one she'll cave.

- I thought that one would do it.

(shrubs rustling)

- What was that?

- We'd better find out.

He's right in there.

- Quiet, might have a gun.

Who is it?

(gun cocking)

Better speak up fast.

(suspenseful music)

Colonist, huh?

- We'll never find him in this brush.

- We'd better get a train
over that trestle quick.

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

Releases the brake on the caboose,

and while you're at it lock the doors.

We'll take care of the end cars.

(gentle music)

(dramatic music)

(chain rattles)

(ominous music)

(suspenseful music)

(train wheels squeaking)

- [Jim] Sister Chadwick's figured out

we need two more carloads.

I think it'll be quicker
to get them from below.

Let's move.

- All right.

(dramatic music)
- Hey, boss!

(suspenseful music)

- What happened?

- They said one more train would crash it.

- Crash what?

- It's the third trestle near the river.

- Sounds like a train now.

- It can't be the locomotive's
not due until one o'clock.

Get him to a doctor.

- Boss, it is a train.

(suspenseful music)

- Where's Sister Chadwick?

- She's in that caboose.

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(dramatic music)

(gentle music)

- How is she?
- Sister Chadwick,

thank god you're safe.

- But no thanks to you,

you sanctimonious bunch of jellyfish.

They shot Brother Williams.

They almost killed her.

Now, we can't salvage that
train or repair the trestle,

and we can't get logs to Tidewater

as long as that dam stands in the way.

Now I'm asking you for the last time.

Help me smash that dam.

Don't hurry.

Think it over.

You got two whole seconds
before I get out of here.

- Wait!

Wait!

- May God forgive us, Brother Fallon.

Lead us we'll follow.

- Come on.

Men with the dynamite, come with me.

Tiny, keep us covered all the time.

- Right.

- [Doran] Now, brothers, you
know the job we have to do.

(dramatic music)

(gentle dramatic music)

- Fallon's taken over the dam.

I think he's gonna dynamite us.

They're going to blow it up.

- [Lumberman] Quiet, what's that?

- Don't move.

The hand of judgment's upon you.

(dramatic music)

You brothers with the rope, get busy.

(gentle music)

(suspenseful music)

- Stand thee aside, sisters,

while I use this stone.

I don't feel a bit wicked.

Bring me another stone.

(dramatic music)

(gun firing)

(suspenseful music)

(gun firing)

(dramatic music)

(dynamite fuse hissing)

(suspenseful music)

(dynamite fuse hissing)

(suspenseful music)

(suspenseful music)

(dynamite fuse hissing)

- Take cover!

(dynamite exploding)

(gentle upbeat music)

- They look different to you, now.

- Mrs. Fallon, please, couldn't I?

Just one little one, huh?

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