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These things are poison to Jessie.

And she only got stung once or twice
that time.

Not dozens like now. She could even die.

Now, I've telegraphed Denver City for a
zinc preparation I've read about in the

medical journal.

Should be here in the morning stage.

But will it work?

I don't know, Mr. McCann.

All you can do is keep drugging her to
ease the pain.

You're scared, too, aren't you, Uncle
Zip?

I don't think that doctor's going to be
able to save Jesse.

Honey, I want to take you to the Arapaho
village and have the medicine man look

at you. He's been dealing with stings
and snake bites and...

poison toadstools and such as that
further back than anybody can remember.

Whether we go or not, it's up to you to
decide.

Take me, Uncle Zeb.

Uncle Zeb, you can't do this.

Sorry, Luke.

Please remember, your Uncle Zeb is not
exactly your enemy, you know.

Well, enemy or not, Aunt Molly, we've
got the right to bring Jesse back.

Before it's too late.

She

dies,

Uncle Zeb.

I'll kill you.

She dies, Luke.

You won't have to.

Where's Pa coming home?

Jesse. Uncle Zeb.

Fever's broke.

Uncle Zeb, is that dog meat they're
cooking

over there?

Looks like it.

They'll eat anything if they eat dog.

So would you, Josh, if you didn't have
any choice.

These people are starving.

Now, I ask you a question.

How come you're not out with the rest of
the brave hunting?

Hunt for what?

Nothing out there but jackrabbits.

Jackrabbits cannot feed the Arapaho
Nation.

You're going to bring longhorns up from
Texas? Up across the Badlands and

through the Llano Estacado.

Except it can't be done.

After what they've done for our family,
that's a chance I want to take.

Why can't I go on this cattle drive with
you and Luke? I'm sure you could use

the help.

Who's going to look after the farm with
Aunt Molly and Jesse off to Clearwater?

I know what some of you are thinking.

You could head out on your own.

Well, I think we gotta wrap the whole
Braves here with more sense than that.

And more pride.

Let's head south.

Mind if I join you?

Please don't send me back, Mr. McCann. I
got nobody who cares where I am.

I can't afford to have nobody along
that's going to quit on me. I won't quit

you. I never quit on you.

Our chiefs say we must obey you.

If we do that, then no more.

I'll settle for that.

What's the matter with you two?

I not go.

Mister, if you don't have enough
Arapahoe in you to catch up with us,

your bones on the way back.

We anywhere near Texas?

We've been in it for the last few hours.

You mean the worst is behind us? I
figure the worst is ahead of us.

to have your back, Stonehenge.

All right, up and doing.

Another ten minutes, we're moving on.

Get them cinched.

and thank you for bringing me here. We
had such a wonderful time. Oh, my.

Well, I only wish Laura would have been
here.

Oh, I hope she likes her new teddy coat.

You know, now that you're all better, I
think the three of us might take a trip

to, uh, St.

Louis or San Francisco.

You mean it?

Honest? Oh, I mean it.

Honest.

I just love to play at the opera house.

Mm -hmm.

And I never thought so many ladies would
fall for that.

What's the delay?

The ladies are coming now, Deke.

Play at the opera house for 50 grand. Mm
-hmm. I still think the funniest part

is when Sam came out and did that. I
just couldn't stop laughing.

That was very funny.

Oh, dear.

I'll give you a hand there, man.

Thank you.

I think I can manage the rest, Jesse.

Come on, Charlie, let's go.

Just a few minutes, Steve.

Here you are, man.

Booth came on stage and gave his
reading. It was so touching that I

cried.

Oh, you liked Edwin's performance. When
I'm going to have to tell him about

that, he'd be real pleased.

You know Mr. Booth?

I'm guessing me and Edwin was up about
half the night over a poker game.

I think I'd just die knowing anybody so
famous.

Well, I don't think you'd find him much
different than just ordinary folks.

Speak easily.

Jesse McCann.

I'm Molly Culhane.

Miss Culhane?

Oh, yeah, well, kind of figured you had
a lot of offers, man.

How did you hurt your leg?

I kind of stepped on a rattler here, and
this swelled up.

Rattler?

Yeah, I'm going to be all right. In
about a week or so, I'm going to be out

dancing with the ladies again.

You, uh, you from up Colorado, wait?

We're homesteading.

Where about?

Elk Creek.

Oh, yeah. Some nice parcels up that way.

Mm -hmm.

Said your name was McCain. Any relation
to, uh, Zeb?

He's my uncle.

Do you know him?

Yeah.

Yeah, I know Zeb.

Are you good friends?

Mm, well, yeah.

We've known each other quite a little
while.

Have a nice trip, folks.

You got a soft way of looking when
you're asleep, Miss Galang.

I beg your pardon?

I say you got a soft way of looking when
you're asleep, Miss Galang.

Soft.

Invite.

You on your way home to your

husband? No.

I mean, I'm a widow.

Oh.

Well, it's too bad we didn't run into
each other back there in town. I could

have showed you around a little bit, you
and the young lady.

I'm... on the widower's side myself.

Oh, I'm sorry.

She is quite a woman, my wife.

I felt a powerful sense of loss when she
passed on.

Oh, I'm sure.

I imagine you felt the same.

Yes, of course.

She had dark hair, you know.

Dark eyes.

But she had the same kind of soft skin
that you got. I can tell.

And like a summer breeze sort of
brushing your lips.

Yes, to some women it's natural.

Born to please a man.

You know, she used to do.

She's standing in front of the fire, you
know.

Her fists on her hips.

Kind of daring me to take her, you know.

Like a rough man.

You're gentle, too.

You know what I mean?

Hey, I never met a woman who could
undress like that.

I probably never will again.

It's too easy.

Things that you're saying and, well, the
way that you're saying them is just too

personal.

Too what?

I mean, there's an intimacy about it.

Yes, ma 'am, yes, ma 'am.

I was an intimate woman.

Mr.

Peasley, are you toying with me?

What do you mean? Was I talking about my
wife upsetting you, ma 'am?

Come now, Mr. Peasley, I think you know
exactly what I mean.

No, I don't. You'd better explain it to
me.

Don't pay him any attention, Aunt Molly.

Oh, yeah, well...

Howdy. Well, there's more than a leg
-stretching time here, folks.

You'll be putting up with the night with
that storm headed in.

Putting up with the night here?

That's company rules, ma 'am.

No stage on the ridge road.

Nights are when a storm's coming in.

And we got a dilly headed his way.

Hi, Deke.

Have your hand, Charlie?

Well, that won't be so bad, Molly.

Stopping over kind of gives travelers a
chance to get acquainted.

of the proper facilities here.

And I would appreciate you not calling
me Molly.

The name is Mrs.

Colhane.

Mrs. Colhane?

Yes. Yes, ma 'am. I'm sorry. I try to
remember. I keep forgetting. I try to

remember. As far as the proper
facilities go, the only thing they've

a dry skin under a roof. That's going to
change once that storm comes in.

Better get in.

Come along, Jesse.

What is in this soup?

I put the gizzards in.

Don't think you'll find nothing strange.

At least, I hope not.

There's none more nourishing than
gizzards.

Of course, it sort of depends on what
time of day you kill the animal.

Isn't that right?

Yeah.

Please. Please.

A weak stomach, huh?

Sorry.

What are your sleeping arrangements
here, sir? Please.

This is it.

This is it.

Well, knock on the stage out there. The
driver's already bedded down on the seat

cushion. You got two places to sleep.
One's in here.

The one we can't use.

Well, what's the other option, Mr.
Peasley?

Well, it's the barn.

I wouldn't recommend that.

Rainy nights like this here, you
generally find lots of Indians in there

sleeping it off.

Indians?

It just seems we'll have to find the
driest place we can in here.

Yeah, well, it makes sense.

Or I'll be sleeping.

Now, I don't think you ladies would have
been bothered by the mentions of the

barn.

Screw Molly.

I don't figure it'd be because they
wouldn't want to lose their sleeping

for the work they do around the station.

Mr. Peasley, just what do you think
you're doing?

I'm fixing my bed.

Sorry.

With the entire room from which to
choose a place to sleep, you have to

spot right on top of us.

Molly, you can see how this part of the
room is the driest.

Nonsense. I see other dry places you
could sleep.

up with a more edgy female.

I tell you, Jessie, I'll be glad when
this night is over.

Me too.

You know, I'm kind of a sound sleeper,
lady, so if you hear anything creeping

across the floor in the dark, it ain't
me.

Just what could be creeping across the
floor?

Mr. Peasley.

Mr.

Peasley.

Yes,

I could do it.

I could kill him without a qualm.

There you go.

Best wait here.

Hey.

Howdy. What's your business, mister?

Thanks, McCahan.

Zeb McCahan.

Didn't ask your name, just your
business.

I was talking to a freighter down the
line, asking if we might buy some

He mentioned your name.

What are you doing riding with them
engines?

They're my drovers.

Cattle herds for their people.

They wrap a whole tribe up in Colorado
Territory. Got no cattle for sale.

We've been passing through your cattle
for the last ten miles in here,

They all got your brand on them. That
freighter told us you'd sell us all we

could use, 40 cents a head.

Well, he told you wrong.

I wouldn't sell those savages' cattle
for 40 dollars a head.

I'll get him off my land before I put
holes in him.

Professor, that's a good way to make
your woman a widow.

That ain't much of a threat, McCann.

I got no woman.

You see, the Apaches took her a good
time ago.

Took my boy, too.

Now, I ain't gonna tire you out by
telling you what they did to him before

died.

But if you don't get your engines out of
my sight damn fast, I promise you

there'll be some killing.

Sorry to hear about your family.

I understand how you feel. You better
understand that no one else down this

is gonna sell cattle to benefit the
likes of those murdering savages.

Well, that gives me somewhat of a
problem.

You also got a problem in not thinking
straight. You figure to drive a herd

the Good Night Trail this time of the
year.

Don't figure on driving them up the Good
Night. We're gonna head them straight

north into Colorado Territory.

Well, I know for sure that can't be
done.

You'll lose a head every mile.

You believe that, do you?

Well, I know it. You'll probably lose
half of your engines, too.

Well, that suits you just fine, wouldn't
it, Mr. Appleton?

I got nothing personal against you,
McCann.

But any misery coming to an engine suits
me just fine. Yes, you said it. Well,

all right, then. How about selling us a
couple of hundred head?

You could make yourself some money.

You could sit back here and get yourself
a lot of pleasure thinking about all

the misery we're having out on the trail
with them Indians.

And at the same time, I could use a
small remote, eight or ten head, if you

ain't gonna charge me too much.

All right, I'll sell you cattle at 50
cents a head.

Only because I know their bones will be
bleaching in the Badlands.

I'll have them corralled here within a
week.

How about throwing in a lead steer to
keep them headed north?

You're not too ignorant about what it
takes to herd cattle, are you?

I'll throw in a lead steer.

I'll give you good range horses for $12
each.

Now, you got the cash money to settle
up?

Cash on the barrelhead as soon as you
got them rounded up here.

And, uh, Ebelton, I'm, uh, I'm sorry
about your family.

I don't know. After a heavy rain like
this, it could be a whole day behind

schedule.

Oh, I think I'll sleep for a week when
we get home.

Of course you will.

Well, I'll tell you, I sure don't like
the idea of waiting here a whole day.

Of course, I suppose I could ride with
you ladies as far as Oak Creek.

A little bit longer that way, still.

Well, I guess I'll stay here.

Jessie?

Goodbye, Mr. Peasley.

Miss Colleen?

Goodbye, Mr. Peasley.

Well, I'll see you again.

Mr. McCann.

Oh, I reckon you're old enough to have a
beer or two if you want to, Jeffrey.

Thanks, Mr. McCann.

Root beer.

Tough growing up, ain't it?

That's it. We're driving 200 head north
to Colorado.

Looking for a cook? Don't need nothing
fancy.

Mister, if the Apaches don't take your
stock and your hair to the desert, well,

it'd take a fool to try it and an even
bigger fool to hire on to a drive like

that. In any way, it'd be a cold day in
hell for our ride with engines.

If I was a cook, which I ain't.

We're paying double wages.

You don't seem to understand, mister.
Money can't hire that kind of a job. Not

around here, anyway.

Can I get a cook's job, bestello?

You know him, Uncle Zip?

You're a long ways back, Luke.

Bang and zap.

You're trying to drown me.

Tap, I think you're trying to drown
yourself with all the whiskey you got in

you.

Took me all night long to get this drug.

This is a waste of good money.

I'll tell you something, Tap.

I got good reason for sobering you up.

I'll tell you something else. Good to
see you.

Been a long time.

It's been forever.

I remember I had to go back to sea just
to get away from that dang caterwaul of

yours.

You still think you can see?

Not as good as you can snore.

That's how I knew it was you in there.
You're snoring.

Tap what you've been doing with yourself
lately.

Oh.

My sailing days is pretty much be over.

Climbing around them rigging high seas
takes a lot younger hands and

legs than I got.

Well, we're all getting a little older,
Tap, but you didn't answer my question.

Tell you the truth, I ain't doing much
of anything.

Well, now, it seems to me I recall that
in the old days you was a pretty good

cook. How are you now?

Why?

Well, because I'm putting together a
chuck wagon for a cattle drive, looking

a cook. A cook, huh?

I suppose you'd be having a supply of
medication along in case a feller needed

it. Well, I might see my way clear to
carrying enough so as you could sweeten

cup of coffee at night.

I'm kind of a two -coffee man at night.

Tap, you got a deal.

Jesse?

I'm all right. My head hurts, but I'm
all right. The stage got wrecked and I

couldn't find Jetty.

Well, where is she? I don't know. I was
unconscious.

I think she must have headed back for
the weigh station to look for help.

Come on. We can pick her up on the way
over there.

Let's hurry.

Oh, Laura, I'm so lucky to be alive.

at the stage depot in Elk Creek.

When the stage still didn't come this
morning, we decided to ride out to the

weigh station and see what happened.

Ha! Get him!

Well, looks like you're trying to corner
the whole Texas shop market, isn't

there? Yeah, I'm just trying to out -fit
my drovers.

Well, I'll let you in on a little
secret, friend.

Drovers ain't already got their own
shops.

Ain't no drovers.

Sure do look mouth -watering, don't
they?

I was a boy about your age. I had me a
penny.

Sometimes it'd take me half a morning to
make up my mind.

You too?

Now, these here jelly ones, my day why
you'd get six of them for a penny.

And boy, was they good.

But they just wouldn't last.

No, sir, there just was no way you'd
make them last.

Now, you take these here jawbreakers.

If you didn't bite down too hard on
them, why, sometimes you could get one

them that would work for maybe half a
day.

I believe them jawbreakers was my
favorites.

Me, too.

Boy, ain't that a caution. You know, you
sign on to be my helper, and the both

of us like jawbreakers.

Sure is.

I'm going to tell you a secret.

You know, in this store, when a fella
spends more than $10, like old Zeb just

got through doing, why, he gets a whole
penny's worth of candy free.

Now, why don't you just grab one of them
jawbreakers and go over yonder and tell

Mr. Kern that he owes it to you and see
what he says.

Thanks, Mr. Henry!

Why don't we just make it tap?

Go on.

Mr. Swenson, I'm willing to pay you
whatever you ask.

Ma 'am, I just can't head off and leave
to go searching.

I mean, it'd be worth my job if some
thieving Indian or a prairie white trash

had decided to help themselves here.

You don't seem to understand.

It could mean that girl's life if she's
out there wandering in that desert.

I can understand your worry, ma 'am.

But there's nothing I can do until that
southbound stage comes in.

If it does come in.

Then we can get some word to Elk Creek.

Mr. Swenson, it'll be dark by then, and
you know we can't go searching in the

desert when it's dark.

Now, we want to find Jessie, and we've
got to find her now.

Besides, we'd get lost out there looking
by ourselves.

More than lost, young lady.

Mr. Pacey.

Mr. Lane.

What did you mean by more than lost?

That accident happened out by Rim
Canyon.

Well, I don't know. It was a long
winding curve in the road with a sheer

off to the left.

Well, it sounds like Rim Canyon.

I see that little girl being too hurt to
climb back up to the road and trying to

get out the other way.

But there's no way out.

All she'll do is wander around in
circles getting her brains baked by the

You speak like you know this part of the
country.

I've been through it a time or two, ma
'am.

Back in what I call my prospecting days.

You both are Zeb McCain's family?

Yes, sir. I'm Josh McCahan. This is my
sister, Laura.

Do you know our Uncle Zeb?

Been close, a time or two.

Can you help us search?

Well... Young lady, looking at me with
them big blue eyes, I don't see how I

refuse you.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you.

So when can we go in that canyon when he
has four saddled horses?

Horses, I can get you.

Son, you'll find some water skins in
that barn back there. You best fill a

half dozen.

Right.

Molly, there's some salt pork inside the
station. Some good black bread, I've

seen. Do you have a good idea, you and
the young lady? Fix up something for us

to take along.

Swinson won't mind you raising a larder.

You better clean that up.

Aunt Molly, I can see you don't like
that man very much.

It's impossible.

Right now, I don't have any choice.

Swann, I'll take that dun color over
there.

Yes, but he's a friend of Uncle Zeb.
Well, he never said he was your uncle's

friend. Only that he knew him.

And I don't think Zeb would make friends
with a man like that.

Well, it could be a nice ride.

No. No.

I must have been walking a long time.

I was on the stage with my aunt.

Went off the road.

That's all I remember.

You don't speak English?

I don't understand you either.

You want me to get on the horse?

Where

would

you be taking me?

All right.

I think that's the direction I should be
going.

Didn't you hear me?

We're supposed to be going that way.

I said we're going the wrong way.

No, leave me alone.

No,

let me go.

Put your hands off of me.

Not non -cheating this, son!

I hope you're a little edgy, man, and be
heading out after that little girl of

yours.

This wouldn't feel right, leaving old
Charlie here for the wolves tonight.

Okay, son, that's fine, thanks.

Of course, I understand, Mr. Peavey.

But, well, my niece is lost out there
somewhere in the desert, and night will

coming on.

Yes, ma 'am, that's my point.

Come sundown, critters will be here
cracking open Charlie's bones to get the

mare if he wasn't underground.

Well, Charlie, you sort of took the
liberty of throwing dirt on you

out here.

That was your final resting place.

Didn't see no sense in toting you into
town.

You ain't got no kin.

Pine box cost $5 anyway.

Amen. Amen.

Lord, it's most likely that Charlie was
a sinner.

He's no worse than the next man.

I don't see you did it hurt none. You
sort of kept the latch out for him.

Amen. Amen.

All right, folks.

I'll be keeping your eyes peeled for any
rocks, bushes, or light the body

crawled into for shake.

Don't be forgetting that any lost soul
out here after a time, and I'd be

including your Jesse, jump into a snake
pit just to stop the sun from cooking

the brains dry.

Yes?

I told you you'd be happy to see us.

I bet you boys thought I forgot all
about that money I owed you.

Why, no, Tap. We never figured that.

We thought maybe something important
come up, making you leave Brownville in

middle of the night.

Tell you the truth, Brant, I got a mic
scared telling you boys that I was going

to have that money for you the next
morning and knowing I couldn't deliver

But I always pay my debts, you know.

Shoot, you just can't get blood out of a
turner.

It's going to take me a spell to get it,
but I'll get it for you boys. You know,

I got me a job cooking over at
Chuckwagon.

Why don't you put a notch in his nose so
he remembers where that money got to be

sent? Oh, come on, boys.

Old Tap's ugly enough the way he is. You
say you got a job as a Chuckwagon cook?

Yeah.

That mountain man that thinks he's gonna
push them cattle across the Northwest?

Yeah, he's a friend of mine. A fella
named Zeb McKay.

There's places where a white man can't
live, let alone run cattle.

Well, now, old Zeb ain't one to start
something that he ain't gonna finish.

Let's get back to talking about that
money.

I'm gonna pay you.

I got a feeling that my luck's about to
change. You know, that's the way it

generally is. You get a string of bad
luck and a pinch of good.

We got us an agreement, boys.

You know an old tap's gonna see that you
boys get every last penny of that

money.

We'll be in touch.

You can figure on it.

Yes, shucked out of an orphanage myself
with nothing but the rags on my back.

You know, I went to sea when I was just
13 years old.

You were a sailor?

Yeah, my boy, if the truth be known.

I signed on a schooner around the horn
to the East Indies.

Why, they ain't a speck of that in the
ocean that I ain't seen.

They have engines out there like we do
here?

Why, of course they do.

That's the reason they call them the
Indies.

They're a queer lot of people, though.

Nothing at all like them Indians we got
here.

Some of them wear dresses.

Dresses?

Man Indians wear dresses, too?

Yeah. Call them Sayrees and Sayrong.

But you know, it's a heathen in Africa
that really takes the cake.

Why, there women folks go around with
nothing on at all.

No.

Yeah, at least why it's nothing above
the belly button.

I don't want to be accused of
exaggerating.

When did you and Tap Henry meet, Uncle
Depp?

Oh, back in the 40s. We were prospecting
together up above the Western Range.

Yes, near three years, I guess, before
old Tap decided to go back to sea.

Has he really been to all those places
he's seen?

Oh, yeah, that and more.

Well, we got along real good in the gold
fields.

Kind of looked out for one another. That
was back in the days when it took two

to stay alive.

Yeah, we was real close.

If he gets a herd as far north as the
Hob, yeah, they'd be worth four, maybe

five thousand.

Yeah, that mountain man, he's carrying a
lot of cash on him.

Spent a lot on gear in that general
store.

It'd be worthwhile if we met up with
him.

I figure it couldn't take more than five
of us.

At last.

C .J.

Mr. Peasley?

Uh -huh?

Can you still see a track left by Jesse?

Not exactly a track, Molly. It's more of
a sign.

I don't see any signs.

You don't see any signs. You're saying
there ain't any signs, or you don't see

any signs?

I just don't see any.

Well, get down off that animal. I'll
educate you.

Did Uncle Zeb teach you anything by
following a sign?

He's away a lot.

Huh? Where would he be by now?

There's no sign that Jesse passed
through here.

Where's your Uncle Zeb at, I ask you?

Down Texas way.

Texas? What part of Texas?

Mr. Peasley, what do Zeb McKay and his
whereabouts have to do with our finding

Jesse? Well, Molly, we're just stopping
here chatting a while is all.

Hey, Molly, I don't see how anybody or
anything could pass through here.

Now, son, that's the second time you
question my scouting.

Don't do it again.

Now, look, if you have your eyes on the
ground, instead of your nose stuck up in

the air, you could see that that was
freshly broke, couldn't you?

Hmm?

You think a jackrabbit did it?

What makes you think it was Jesse coming
through here?

You see a pretty face. I don't ever mind
questioning me, Scott.

Well, we can't be sure, Missy, but we
can take a chance, you know.

Besides, not many travelers out this way
this time of year.

Well, unless we get some different
opinion from Daniel Boone here, we can

moving on.

Didn't mean to question you, Mr.
Peasley.

Oh, sure you did, son, but I'm not
holding it against you.

Wouldn't hold anything against no kin of
Zev's. I wouldn't want to do anything

to ruffle McCain's feelings.

Not the menfolk, anyway.

Mr. Peasley.

That's you, sonny, is that right?

McCain man?

Mr. Peasley, my niece may be dying. Now,
I believe you said something about

moving on.

Moving on it is, Molly.

Well, let's go, Daniel.

your position.

out with a herd, trying to cut a new
trail, sure does stir the blood. I gotta

admit to that feeling.

You owe me $220, McCann, including the
horses.

My boys tell me there's 210 head down
there.

She'll only be paying for 200.

In case of a poor count, then not being
on your side.

I appreciate that, Appleton.

Like to throw in a few dollars, buy your
men a drink?

I'll buy their drinks.

Can't see me or my boys drinking your
whiskey when we're hoping you'll leave a

trail of bones all the way to Colorado.

So how do you feel that way?

It's an honest answer from a man who
lives by the book.

Might be an honest answer, Appleton, but
it sure ain't living by my book.

Anyway, hope to see you on a better day.

The beginning's easy enough. It's the
end that counts.

Pull the check wagon out!

I'll wager they leave 30 dead before
they get to their first watering hole.

Fresh sign.

Can't be far from here.

See that, Daniel?

Unshot.

Indian pony.

Just one Indian?

Don't take more than one, son.

Signed you a whole tribe moving south
through here. This one buck's about a

ahead of us.

Mr. Peasley, are you saying Jesse's been
captured by Indians?

See here?

Now he's on foot now.

Loaded Jesse on that pony.

You think that's the direction he took?

Yeah, we can figure it is.

Then he's not too far ahead of us.

Well, it depends if anything, he's
occupying his time.

I want you to stop talking like that.

Why don't we stop all this talking and
head on?

And heading on, Daniel, you're going to
get a chance to earn your coonskin cap.

It's heading back time for me.

What do you mean, heading back time?

You don't follow an Indian sign without
a damn good reason, Molly.

For goodness sakes, a child's life isn't
a good enough reason.

Look, Molly, I don't think that you're
understanding me.

I come with you this far by way of a
favor.

There's a time a man's got to look to
his own scalp, if you get what I mean.

But we can't look for Jesse ourselves.

No, you sure can't.

Well, my advice is to turn back right
now, only.

But you were just saying there was only
one Indian.

Yeah, well...

One Indian has a real bad habit of
turning into six or seven bucks spread

It's nothing for a game.

Mr. Peasley, I know up to now you've
been doing us a favor.

But I'd like to put this on a strictly
business basis.

Suppose I offer you $100 to continue
with us.

Molly, I can make $100 in a poker game.

All right, $500.

You got that kind of money on you?

Well, no, not here.

But you can trust me to have it waiting
at the Elk Creek Bank when we get back

there.

Against my judgment, Molly.

Please, please.

waiting for you. You got yourself a paid
Ron Scout.

Let's go.

I'm not hungry.

I said I wasn't.

Guess I was foolish for running away
from you.

I would have died without your help.

I think we should at least know each
other's names.

I'm Jessie.

Jessie.

Jessie!

I wish I could make you understand.

My aunt, she may be dead.

They'll all be looking for me.

And I don't know where you're taking me.

What is it?

What's the matter?

We're going to ride the horse someplace?

One night and we'll be somewhere.

Five days.

Where?

Boy, bend them down a little bit.

There's a place up ahead called Story
Creek.

They call it that because half the time
there's no water in it.

Yeah, well, they're getting the sound
real thirsty.

Well, if there's no water up at Story,
we'll go on to the bowling. Shouldn't be

no trouble there.

I'll ride on ahead and see what it looks
like. Right.

20 paces.

He was a catch, you see, and he figured
that me just bumping into him

accidentally like it was an insult.

Boy, you've done just about everything,
too. Like Mr. McCann.

Well, just about.

Except in different places.

Boy, when I grow up, I hope I can do all
the things Mr.

McCann can do.

Be an army scout, live in the mountains
and trap, fight engines.

When you grew up, Jeffrey, I...

Whether for better or worse, can only
bring a guest.

But Zeb is a man to be admired. Yes,
sirree.

Well, that's a bolo, son.

Bring an animal down on a dead run with
it.

Of course, the fella has to be an expert
like myself.

Hey, looks like those Debs are coming
back in an awful hurry. Whoa, whoa,

Too much alkali in the river up ahead,
Tab. We're going to have to stampede the

cattle across before they get a chance
to drink. Move the wagon out ahead, but

keep her off the side.

We'll handle her, Zeb.

Well, let's either do that or be a
-driving a herd of bellyaches tomorrow.

Here they come.

Keep moving!

Well, how far ahead would he be now?

Well, it's hard to say.

Indian, you know, can walk a horse
through these rocks as quick as he can

Anyway, nobody rides the rocks in the
dark, so we'll camp here for the night.

No, we can't camp here for the night.
Not with Jesse being out there with that

Indian.

Indian buckets, I'm on his mind, son.
Day or night, it ain't gonna make any

difference, you know what I mean?

Mr. Peasley, there is an urgency here,
you know.

Yes, ma 'am.

It certainly is.

First urgency is not to ride these
horses through the mountains at night.

That's a good way for a horse to break a
leg, and I think one bad leg in this

company is enough.

Don't you?

I mean, without horses, we aren't going
to have much of a chance of finding

Jesse, are we?

I suppose that's true.

Oh. So I think we'd better stay here
till daylight, don't you?

Hold that.

All right.

From back across the wide mountain with
her lover

eyes.

Do you?

I'll offer you something warm to garlet,
Molly.

No, thank you.

Mr. Peasley, about this Indian, do you
have any idea what tribe he might be

from?

Meaning, would he be friendly?

My way of thinking, Molly, they're all
friendly until you turn your back on

them.

Tribe, huh?

The direction he's taken now, I'd say
he's headed to the Cimarron.

Cimarron?

That'd be a hundred miles to travel.

Yeah, at least that. It doesn't matter
to an Indian traveling with the season.

Do you have some plan of action for when
we meet up with him?

Well, he's still alone.

If he's no other bucks with him, then
I'd move in and take him alive.

Yes, of course you'd take him alive, as
you say.

Then we'd get Jesse's story from him.
He's... Well, he's abused her. Mr.

Peasley, that's a terrible way to talk.

Mr. Peasley, I figure you can stop
talking that way with my sister and Aunt

Molly here.

Hush, Josh, please.

Son, the more you talk, the dumber you
sound.

We're talking about women being here and
having to listen to you. Josh, don't

interfere.

Oh, you figure that's rough talk, do
you?

Yes. What are you going to do when it
comes to the doing?

I think things are going to get a little
rough around here for you, son, so I

think you better put your saddle on your
horse and move on now.

Go on, move!

Listen, I want you to stop annoying this
boy.

Boy? Oh, well, I've got to apologize. I
thought I was riding here with a full

-grown man. Sorry, son, I won't annoy
you anymore. I wouldn't do anything to

displease your Aunt Molly.

But I'll tell you what I think you
better do.

You better just get yourself out of my
sight for a bit. I don't want to look at

you for a while.

Go on.

Go on, Josh. It's all right.

Josh.

who takes pleasure in annoying others.

He's only a child.

He knows he's no match for you, so leave
him alone.

You better leave him alone, Molly.
That's all he's ever going to be as a

never going to grow up. You won't let
him.

Man, bullying and threatening. Well,
that's part of it sometimes.

Yeah, that's the way it is.

Is there no element of compassion in
you?

No place for tenderness at all?

Well, there's a place for it.

It's Ed McCann give you that scar.

Josh.

Josh.

I was afraid of him.

We're all afraid of him, Josh.

It's all right for you and Aunt Molly to
be afraid.

But... Well, I made Luke a promise.

That I'd be the man of the family and...
Well, I'm just not doing a very good

job of it.

Oh, Josh.

We think you're doing a very fine job of
it.

Back there, when he was daring me to
talk up, and then I had to pack down.

It's not being a coward not to look for
trouble.

Besides, they're only words, Josh.

Words from somebody who doesn't matter.

Don't even think about it.

You're a very different man when you've
been drinking.

Yeah, well, everybody's a lot of
different people, Molly, you know what I

This is neither the time nor the place
to dispute that.

My niece's life is at stake here.

As of right now, I'm raising your fee to
$1 ,000.

You got that kind of money, do you,
Molly?

Yes, as a matter of fact, I do.

I have certain funds in a bank in
Chicago that I can draw on.

My husband left me a small inheritance.

Oh, that's real nice for you.

There are, of course, several
conditions.

The first one being that you will locate
Jessie and return her safely to the

McKay and family with a minimum of
violence.

Yeah, I'm doing that for 500, Molly.
What's the other 500 for?

You will... act.

Quite differently than the way you've
been behaving.

You will behave respectfully towards my
niece and my nephew and myself.

Do you understand me, Mr. Peasley?

No, Molly, there's only two things in
life worth thinking about.

One's a woman, the other's money.

Meaning?

That means you got yourself a $1 ,000
understanding of this, Colleen.

Good night, man.

Sweet dream.