All language subtitles for S09E14 - Nan Allen - esen leg ENGLISH+2s

♪

You two save some
of that whiskey

- for tomorrow night, you hear?
- You betcha.

- Yep.
- All right, okay.

Night, Bobby!

Hey, hey, what's happening?

- Good afternoon, sir.
- Good afternoon.

And how long did you plan
to be with us?

Well, only till
tomorrow morning.

I've come here to meet a friend.
Mr. Whalen.

Oh, I see he's registered.

Could you tell me
what room he's in?

I asked you what room is he in.

Are you... you're a friend
of Mr. Whalen?

Yes, I am.
Is there anything wrong?

I, uh... well,
I'm afraid Mr. Whalen

isn't a guest of the hotel
any longer.

Oh.
Well, do you know where he is?

You say this happened
last night?

A little before midnight,
I was told.

And I take it there hasn't
been time to notify the family.

No. I wasn't aware
he had a family.

All right, I'll see to it.

I'll also arrange
for the railroad

to have his body
sent home for burial.

The Sheriff intends to have
the remains stay here

until after the hearing,
you understand.

Oh?

And when would that be,
the hearing?

It's going on now
over at the courthouse.

It's a closed hearing.
Not open to the public.

I am not the public.
I'm the dead man's friend.

I'd be careful who I mentioned
that to, sir.

I mean, after what he tried
to do to Nan Allen,

there are some who might
not take it kindly

if you tried to stand up
on his behalf.

Get a proper coffin.
That box isn't even decent.

Court's in closed session.
Nobody allowed in.

Oh.

Isn't Arnold Carver
the presiding judge

of this district?

That's right, he is.

Would you tell the judge
that Alan Mackenzie

would like to be admitted
to the hearing?

I'm a business associate
and a friend of Thomas Whalen.

You wait right here.
I'll see what he says.

Takes some amount
of sand, don't it?

Claiming friendship for a raper.

It sure does.

Thank you.

Judge.

Good to see you again, Colonel.

Sheriff says you have
an interest in this matter?

Yes, sir, I have,

as a friend and associate
of the dead man.

It's also my duty to inform
his family of their loss.

I hope that I can tell them
that his death

has been thoroughly
investigated.

Are you aware of the reason
this hearing's

been closed to the public?

I've heard some very unpleasant
innuendos about Mr. Whalen.

Yes, I'm afraid
the whole situation

is unpleasant and delicate.

All of us are most concerned
that the lady involved

be spared any
undeserved notoriety.

Judge, we've only known
each other a short time,

but I assure you
I'm a man of my word.

Of course you are.
There's no question of that.

Please, let him stay.

I thank you.
That's very gracious of you.

Very well, Colonel, take a seat.

Thank you.

Mr. Hill, let your records show

that Colonel Alan Mackenzie
of Shiloh Ranch

was admitted to the hearing
as an interested party.

This hearing is to determine
whether criminal charges

should be lodged
against Robert Allen.

He has already voluntarily
admitted shooting Mr. Whalen.

All right, Robert,
go on with your sworn statement

about last night.

Yes, sir.

Um... well, I'd spent the night
at the Gold Spike

drinking and playing cards
with some friends.

And then I, um... I went home...

well, a little bit
before midnight.

It's a good thing I did, too,
because usually when I...

I, uh... I play cards,
I play all night.

I... I got home
to the front of the house,

and I looked up,
and I saw a light on

in my sister Nan's
bedroom upstairs.

And then the light went out,
and I heard a sound

like the noise
of glass breaking.

And I went into
my sister's bedroom,

and she was struggling
with this Mr. Whalen.

I yelled at him,
and he let go of Nan,

and then he came at me.

I shot him.

And the shot knocked him
through the window

and down onto the trellis,

and I went to see how Nan was,

and then I went
and got Sheriff Tracey,

and, uh...

that's really all
there is to it, sir.

Colonel,
do you have any questions?

Did you go to get a gun on your
way to your sister's room?

No, sir, I had it with me.

Isn't it strange to wear a gun

when you're spending
an evening with friends?

Oh, no, because I...

I make the bank deposits
for Nan.

But did you really
have to use it?

I mean, you're younger
and stronger than Whalen.

Couldn't you have stopped him
in some other way?

Sir, he... he came at me
out of his head.

He was...
He was like a madman, I...

So you...
You shot in self-defense.

Yes, sir, I sure did.

Now you say you...
You heard breaking glass

when you were outside the house.

What got broken?

The lamp on the little table
next to Nan's bed.

It was knocked over during
her struggle with Mr. Whalen.

And it didn't set fire
to anything?

It was just the glass chimney,

not the whole lamp
that was knocked over.

I see.

Thank you.

Miss Allen?

Will you come forward,
please, and be sworn?

Do you swear to answer
all questions truthfully,

holding nothing back
so help you God?

I swear.

- State your name, please.
- Nancy Ann Allen.

Just tell us in your own words

the events leading up
to the shooting.

Mr. Whalen came to my office
yesterday morning.

I'd met him a few times before
on business matters.

Yesterday, he was acting
as an agent for Shiloh Ranch.

He was interested in
an offer I'd made

to receive and load
Shiloh cattle

at our shipping yards here.

It was an unusually busy day.
Many interruptions.

So I invited him
to our house for supper.

We ate together,
and then Bobby had to go off

and visit some of his friends.

Then... he...

He began to talk
about personal things,

about his wife having
passed away some years ago,

and... about how lonely he was.

I was sympathetic.

Maybe he mistook that
for encouragement.

I haven't been able to stop
thinking about that part of it,

wondering if...
If I'd been cooler

or more reserved,
it might not have happened.

Anyway, I knew that if...
If he stayed any longer,

he'd make advances.

I asked him to leave.

I was a little abrupt.

As I remember, he...
He looked hurt and disappointed.

But he did leave.

At least I thought he did.

I shut the front door after him,

and I left it unlatched

because Bobby
would be coming in later.

And I went up to my room
to get ready for bed.

All at once, Mr. Whalen
was there in my bedroom.

I-I tried to talk to him,
but it was as if he couldn't...

He couldn't hear me.

Uh, he came at me.

We struggled, and...

the rest is the way
Bobby told it.

Colonel?

Do you have anything
you wish to ask Miss Allen?

I find myself in a very
difficult position here,

Your Honor.

I thought that I knew
my friend Tom Whalen.

It's absolutely impossible
to believe

that this side
of his character existed.

He wasn't a bad man.

We'd had wine with dinner,

and he'd had two or three
brandies after that.

I'm sure it was the wine
that made him...

Made him act the way he did.

He was so lonely.

And maybe I... maybe I,
without meaning to,

somehow encouraged him.

I'm more sorry than I can
tell you about all of it.

I have no more questions,
Your Honor.

And neither have I.

Under the circumstances,
I can only make the finding

that this was
a justifiable homicide

in defense of Miss Allen.

And therefore,
no charges of any kind

shall be brought
against Robert Allen.

Well, I sure do thank you,
Judge Carver.

Sheriff, I'll ask you
to see that your town newspaper

prints a very brief
and circumspect account

of this matter.

All right, Judge.

And, Mr. Hill,
your record of this hearing

shall be held
in close safekeeping

and not made available to anyone
unless on my orders.

Court's adjourned.

Say, mister, you're heading
in the wrong direction.

The town dump is back that way.

He could have run you over
and killed you.

Well, he's gonna wish he had.
Come on.

Whoa, boy.

Uh, mister?

Could you give me a hand here?

I say, could you give me
a hand here?

♪

All right, stop it! Luke, Andy!

What's the matter with you?!

What's the matter
with all of you?!

Come on, Bobby.

Figured any friend
of that snake you shot

don't deserve no better.

You figured wrong. All of you.

Colonel Mackenzie,
I hope you will accept

my apology for these... people.

Bobby, would you help
the gentleman

with what he was doing?

Oh, yeah, all right.

Come on. All of you, come on.

They've hurt you.

No, I'm... I'm all right.

But I'm glad your brother
came when he did.

I'd like to skin
the bunch of them.

The way they acted,
I wish you had skinned them.

Well, now you...
You must come home with me

for some repairs,
I insist on that.

Well, I won't take no
for an answer.

Bobby, would you take
the buckboard

back to Mr. Bristol?

Colonel Mackenzie
needs some doctoring,

and I'll take him home
in the buggy.

The boys said they're sorry.

They're gonna hang
around the depot

until the train gets here,

- make sure there's no more trouble.
- Thank you.

Luke there said it's
a good thing we stopped him

'cause he was
beating you so much

that you would've killed him.

My buggy's on the other side
of the loading yard.

Do you feel up
to walking that far?

Well, now,
if you were to take my arm,

I think I might just manage it.

I'm afraid I made a bit
of a mess in there.

Here, you sit down and let me...
Let me have a look at that.

Hmm? All right.

Good, it's... it's looking fine.

You know,
you're most awfully kind.

Oh, Bobby's back already.

That noise is your brother?

Yes, he drags a stick
across the fence.

He's done it since
he was a little boy.

I don't think he even knows
he's doing it anymore.

Hi.

Hello.

You look some better.

Oh, yes.

Your sister has a healing touch.

She's a...
She's a Florence Nightingale.

A who?

Florence Nightingale.

You know, Bobby, like our
Clara Barton in the Civil War.

Well, I'm afraid
this is the best I can do.

Thank you very much.

Mm! Oh, that's very good indeed.

You see now,
I'm further indebted to you.

I wonder if you'd consider
allowing me

to repay your kindness.

Would both of you
do me the honor

of coming and having supper
with me tonight at the hotel?

We'd love to,
but I'm sorry, we can't.

Oh, but you can,
especially if you'd love to.

Well, what Nan means, sir,
is that it's a little soon.

It just wouldn't be proper
so soon.

Yes, but...

are you sure
I can't persuade you?

No, I'm sorry, we can't.

Well, goodbye, Mr. Allen.

Sir.

Well, Miss Allen,
this is my goodbye, too.

I'm sorry, but...

How can I have supper with you?

How could I stay
in this house...

after last night?

By doing it. Just doing it.

Living one day at a time,

each day will be
easier than the last

until eventually, it'll become
just a faint memory.

Goodbye, Miss Allen.

- Colonel.
- Hmm?

We will have supper with you.

Wonderful. 8:00?

All right, yes, yes, we'll come.

Will I ever be able
to thank you, Alan,

for being so very gentle
and generous with us?

You already have.

By calling me Alan.

8:00

Goodbye.

Afternoon, Sheriff.

I was just my on my way up
to see you, Colonel.

I heard about the ruckus
at the train depot.

Oh.

You have the right
to make charges, you know.

Charges?

After the way it turned out,

I was thinking of offering
those boys a job at Shiloh.

Well, you're a more
understanding man than most.

You're a bit taken with
Miss Nan yourself, are you?

Why, Sheriff, that's...
That's rather private.

Not in Cooper's Spur,
it ain't private.

If you was to claim you wasn't
taken with Nan Allen,

that'd be private.

You'd be all by your lonesome.

Only man in town
fool enough to lie about it.

Yes, I understand what you mean.

Tell me, Sheriff,

there's something
I don't understand.

A woman with the qualities
of Miss Allen,

why isn't she married?

Well, she almost did
get married once.

- Yeah?
- Five or six years ago.

Fella she was engaged to
got himself killed.

- Oh.
- Some freak accident down at the shipping yards.

She doesn't have much luck
with men, does she?

Seems not.

Well, good afternoon, Colonel.

Good afternoon, Sheriff.

Well, they said that America
has no royalty.

Miss Allen, you look
absolutely stunning.

Well, thank you, sir. You see?

He thinks I look all right.

I ordered champagne.
I hope you like it.

How can anyone
not like champagne?

Now, before we get down
to any serious eating,

there's something
I'd like to discuss.

It's a business matter.

I can't argue
with these figures.

If the railroad
will guarantee these rates.

I have the guarantee in writing.

Well, then, there's no question.

I could save important money
by shipping here.

We'll figure 10 days.

You haven't seen our
high-country whether yet.

Well, you can't trail
a beef herd for 10 days

or even eight days
without grass.

- It won't work.
- Yes, it will.

Just listen, we set up
feedlots along the way,

three on my side of the pass
and two on yours.

We move the herd
from one to another.

They'll drop a few pounds
per head,

but we fatten them up here
before we load them anyway.

Feedlots.
Where do you get the feed?

We haul it by freight wagon.

Won't the cost be prohibitive?

Not if you own the freight line,
which I do.

Oh, it'll cost all right,
but we...

We'll have margin for profit.

How much profit?

I'll make 30 cents a head if...

If what?

If you'll haul your own feed
to the two caches

on your side of the mountains.

Nan, you are a wonder.
It's ingenious.

You have a deal.

That's marvelous.
Bobby, we're going to do it.

Well, sure, how could he
do anything else,

the way you laid it out for him?

That's right, Bobby, come on.
Let's drink to the lady.

No more for you.

All right, you clown.

Just remember in the morning
I told you so tonight.

Come on, come on.

Let's start again, huh? To Nan.

Bobby, you come straight home

after you've mapped
the last feed station.

No place else to go
up there, sis.

And you do your share
of the camp chores.

Nan, your voice is awful
piercing this morning.

Serves you right.

Well, Nan...

Yes.

I wish...

Well, I wish so many things,
but...

most of all,
I wish I had more time.

I know.

But I will see you again.

Soon as I can manage it.

Look after Bobby.

He's not going to be
too steady today.

Don't worry.

You look after yourself, huh?

Come on.

♪

Well, here looks pretty good.

Why don't we mark this
number one feed area, huh?

All right.

Blowing up a rainstorm.

Don't think we're gonna
go back tonight, huh?

We'll camp here.

Yeah, I won't argue
with you on that.

You look after the horses.
I'll try and put up the tent.

All right.

Wasn't any of
them businesses my dad started

worth a plug nickel
when he died.

Most folks figured
we'd go broke within a month.

And Nan, she went around
to all the ranchers

and asked them to ship with us

instead of the big outfit
over in Casper.

Well, she cut prices,
made a lot of promises.

Before you know it,
we're shipping more cattle

than both Casper
and Douglas together.

Lotta folks in Cooper's Spur
figured the town

would have never
gotten the railroad

if it weren't for Nan.

Town would've just dried up
and blown away then.

Mm, she's a remarkable woman,
your sister.

Yep.

A tragedy what happened
to that fiancé.

Oh, that fella?
He wasn't any loss to anyone.

Nan's really too fine a woman

for any man I ever seen around.

But why did she never marry?
Lots of men must've asked her.

Asked her?
Oh, yeah, they asked her.

They used to stand in line
almost to ask her.

Used to?

Well, I guess they got
the message by now.

Do you hear something?

Something strange.

Wait a minute,
I'll go and have a look.

Bobby, get out!

Bobby! Bobby.

Bobby. Bobby.

Miss Allen?

A telegraph just came
from Medicine Bow.

Your brother's hurt bad.

I'll need help,
Mr. Finley, someone to drive,

fresh horses waiting
along the way.

I want to get to Medicine Bow
as fast as possible.

He's no better?

No.

But he's no worse either.
That's something anyway.

But he's been unconscious
for two days and two nights.

Colonel, he could stay this way
for another two months, more,

and still come out of it
all right.

Or he...
may never come out of it.

Every breath he takes
could be his last.

We just don't know enough about
injuries to the brain,

Colonel, I'm sorry.

Well, if you can't tell me
whether he'll live or die,

at least tell me what I'm
going to say to his sister

when she arrives tomorrow.

Just say he may get well.
It won't be a lie.

Completely well?

He could sit up in bed
tomorrow morning

and order a bunkhouse breakfast.

You just never know
until it happens.

Near as I can tell,
it's just a bad concussion.

No sign of fracture,
no blood inside the skull.

But I just can't swear to it.

Most people recover
from concussions.

Hemorrhage inside the brain,

well,
that's something else again.

I didn't mean
to get sharp with you.

I'll stop by again
in the morning.

Can I get you something, sir?

Oh, no, thank you, Parker.

How is he?

Much the same, I'm afraid, sir.

He still doesn't even
move an eyelid.

Yeah, I know. Well, look.

You go on off to bed.
I'll look in on him after.

Who the devil?

It's past 3:00 in the morning.

Well, I'll see.

Nan! Good heavens, come in.

I wasn't expecting you
until tomorrow.

You must've come straight
through without a stop.

I had to stop awhile
in Cheyenne.

My driver collapsed,
and I had to hire a new one.

Has there been any change
in Bobby?

No, I'm sorry, no.

Parker, Miss Allen's driver
will need hot food and a bed.

And the lady, sir?

You look after the driver.
I'll look after the lady.

- As you say, sir.
- Please take me to see Bobby.

Of course, come on.
Let me take your coat.

Yes.

Don't be frightened
by the way he looks.

He's been like this
since he was hurt?

Yes.

What did the doctor say?

He could make a full recovery.

Could?

He's...
He's had a serious injury,

but you must understand,

everything that can be done
is being done for him.

You must believe that.

Nan, you need food
and rest yourself.

You're on the verge of collapse.

I want to be with him.
Be near him.

But you're no good to him
if you make yourself ill.

Nan, look.

Look, I think
he's heard your voice.

That's the first time
he's moved a muscle

since he's been here.

Bobby? Bobby?

It's Nan.

Do you... do you understand?

It's me. I'm with you. I'm here.

Nan...

You did it, Nan.

Hey, Nan.

Hey, Colonel.

Hello, Bobby.

The rain, what...

What happened to the tent?

Well,
that's quite a story, Bobby.

I'll tell you about it one day.

♪

Parker!

Parker... oh, there you are.

Oh, she's awake then, huh?

Yes, sir, and ate
a nice bit of breakfast.

Oh, that's good.
Is Dr. Walker here?

He's come and gone, sir.

He says the only worry we should
have with young Mr. Robert now

is trying to keep him in bed
for a couple of days

- till his head mends.
- That's very good!

Tell you what,
you go and prepare

a bit of lunch for us,
and I'll look in on Miss Allen.

Good as done, Colonel,
good as done.

Come in.

Well, now...

that's worth coming home to.

Come in, Alan,
and shut the door.

Aren't you frightened
I might compromise you?

What would Parker think?

Parker
is a delightful gentleman,

but I'm sure he's never had
an evil thought in his life.

He'd like to hear you say that.

Please, come in
and shut the door.

Parker told me what you did.

You brought Bobby down
from the pass

in the dead of night
in the worst storm in years.

He told me all about that.

Parker has a vivid imagination.

I'm sure he wasn't exaggerating.

You saved Bobby's life.

But what else was I going to do?

I don't know, you could've done
something else.

You could've played it safer.

But you're not a man
who plays with your life

in a safe way, are you?

You didn't in Cooper's Spur,
and you didn't in the pass.

I'm not going
to play it safe either.

I owe you that, Alan.

Nan, you don't owe me anything.

Nan...

you're a very
special woman, Nan.

Maybe you're the woman
I thought I'd never find,

and if you are,
I want us both to know.

And we never will
if gratitude gets in the way.

- Gratitude?
- It's weak stuff, Nan.

Alan, are you just going
to walk out like that?

Only as far as the kitchen.
I'm hungry.

It isn't gratitude,
and you know it isn't.

Maybe it's just masculine pride.

Shall I tell Parker you're
going to join us for lunch?

Yes, yes, you tell him that.

Nan...

It's considerably better.

You'll be all right,
young fella,

until the next time a mountain
falls on top of you.

Sometimes having a thick head
has its advantages.

Did you tell him
I was the thickheaded half

of the family?

I never said any such thing.

Nobody had to tell me
anything, sonny.

But when I give a patient
instructions to stay in bed

and he don't and not to drink
liquor and he does,

I can figure out for myself
that he's got a thick head.

He hasn't stayed down
all the time, that's true.

But drinking?
You must be mistaken, Doctor.

Think so?

Well,
wouldn't be the first time.

Anyway, there's no reason
he can't start doing

a few of the things
he's used to doing.

Just take it
a might slow at first.

Well, I guess that means
we can go home soon, huh?

There's no reason
we should rush right back.

Oh, I wouldn't be in
too big a hurry about traveling.

I hear you folks live clear over

the other side
of Laramie Mountain.

That's right, it's not
the easiest traveling there is.

Well, I'd wait another week
anyway before starting home.

I won't need to see him
again anyway

unless he does something
to set himself back some way.

Doctor, I'd like to
make payment on your services.

I can give you a draft
on the bank in Cheyenne.

My fee has been
taken care of, Miss Allen.

Nice of you
to mention it, though.

Well, I'll be bidding both
your brother and yourself

a very good day, ma'am.

Thank you for everything,
and a good day to you, Doctor.

He's a crusty old fella,
isn't he?

Guess the colonel
paid his bill, huh?

He shouldn't have.

Well, it strikes me the colonel
takes on an awful lot himself,

don't you think?

What do you mean by that?

Oh, like when I got hurt,

bringing me back here instead
of taking me to Cooper's Spur.

Wait, Bobby, it was 15 miles
closer this way.

He brought you here because it
would get you help faster.

Yeah, I suppose
that's one reason.

Kind of takes after
that big stud don't he?

Bobby, you don't seem
to completely understand.

Colonel Mackenzie
saved your life.

Sure, I know that.
Don't you think I know that?

Sometimes I wonder.

Hey, come on, boy,
come on over here.

Yeah, come on.

([clicks tongue)

Come on. Come on.

Like that, huh? Smell good?

Smell good to you, huh?

Come on, come on.

Yeah, you stick with old Bobby,

and everything's
gonna be fine, huh?

Oh, it's so peaceful here.

Would you like to take a walk?

Come on, boy.

Oh, Alan.

I know, Nan. I know, darling.

I'm sorry I can't be prim
and proper.

If that's how you want me to be,
I'll try.

Nan..

Tomorrow,
I'm going to check the grazing

in the west pasture,

and there's a little
line cabin there

that I use sometimes
during roundup.

It's a long way, Nan.

We'll have to start at dawn.

It could be 1,000 miles,
for all I care.

Well, now, don't this beat all?

You know, I was just thinking
about the long ride home.

Nice of you two come along

'cause now I won't have
to ride home alone.

Well, I think I'm going
to get some coffee.

- Care for some?
- I'm gonna have a brandy.

Bobby?

Uh, no.

I'm glad that you approve
of my brandy.

Would you care for one now?

No, no, thank you,
not right now.

That is a gramophone.

It's a newfangled
music box, huh?

I heard you and Nan
playing with it the other night.

Oh, really?
I hope we didn't disturb you.

No, not at all.

I was wondering
about this morning,

how you found your way
to the line camp so early.

I couldn't sleep last night.
Felt a little restless.

So I, uh... took a ride.

And found your way
directly there?

Quite a coincidence.

It sure was.

You don't mind my wandering
around your place

when I feel like it, do you?

Of course not.
After all, you're my guest.

Oh, I'm sorry about that.

This thing is as flimsy
as you said it was.

It's all right.

It's not important.

Well, I think I'll have
some more of that brandy wine.

It helps me drop off at night.

- Help yourself.
- Thank you.

Don't you dare
drink all of that.

Oh, Nan.

Well, it appears
we'll finally be alone.

Yes, yes, and Bobby
does not like it.

Nan, he's behaving
very strangely.

Alan, you have
to understand something.

I've been the only mother
he's ever had.

You see, our mother died
when he was born,

and our father
when he was just 12.

So I've had to...
To be everything to him,

which makes us...

closer than most
brothers and sisters.

We just have to make
allowances for Bobby.

Maybe too many allowances
have been made already.

Are we going to talk about Bobby
the rest of the night?

Oh, no, no, no.
The subject is closed.

Oh, no, what happened
to your gramophone?

Well,
what always happens to toys.

A child broke it.

♪

Whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa!

Stay here.

What happened?

I'm sorry, sir.
There's just no saving him.

But how did it happen?
Who did it, hmm?

Hmm?

Oh, hey, I should've listened
to these fellas, Colonel,

'cause that old horse of yours,

he don't jump too good
with strangers up on him.

Oh, I'm okay, sis.

I fell in the soft mud
over there

by the water trough there.

I hardly felt anything.

Nan? Go up to the house.
Take him with you.

Hey, I don't mind shooting
that horse for you, Colonel.

I mean, that's
the least I can do.

Will you go up to the house?

Mm-hmm.

I'm so happy to see your
appetite is so much improved.

Well, you know me.

I always did eat like a horse.

Oh, I'm sorry, Colonel,
I didn't mean to remind you.

- Bobby.
- That's all right.

Plenty more in the kitchen.

I just might take you up
on that.

I was thinking today,

since you do seem
to be recovered, Bobby,

we ought to be, uh,
starting for home.

Hey, well,
that sounds great to me.

When would you like to leave?

In the morning.

Well, I'll have Parker
put up some lunches for you.

I think maybe
I'd better do it now.

Excuse me.

Oh.

Couldn't sleep either?

No. I smelled your tobacco.

It does rather permeate
the house.

I should've stepped outside.

Don't be silly. It's your home.

It's a beautiful home, Alan.

I don't believe
I've told you that.

Well, you have now.

I'm sorry to leave it.

And so very sorry to leave you.

We'll start sending the feed
out to the trail stations

as soon as we're back.

They should be ready for you
in a week and a half.

That's perfect.

Then I can round up the cattle
and start my drive.

Everything will be
waiting for you, Alan.

Everything. I'll be waiting.

I may turn out to be
a hard-driving trail boss.

I'm going to miss you terribly.

We won't always have
a mountain between us.

Well, I'm ready.

Well...

Three weeks, Nan.

Sooner, if possible.

Make it sooner, Alan.

♪

Haven't you fellas
got work to do?

Grinning like
a lot of ninnies. Huh?

♪

Judge Carver.

Why, this is
an unexpected pleasure.

I wish it were, Colonel.

I don't think either of us
will find much pleasure

in what I've come about.

What's happened?

Sheriff Tracey brought me
some of Tom Whalen's effects,

things left behind in his
hotel room after his death,

and I was looking
through them trying to decide

- how to dispose of them.
- Yes?

Well, I don't know
where to begin, Colonel.

I wouldn't have believed it

if I hadn't seen it
with my own eyes.

Believed what, Judge?
Please, sit down.

A letter written
from her to him.

He brought it with him
from Chicago.

It was very discreet,
no return address,

signed only
with her initial "N,"

but it was hers, all right.

A letter?

A letter from Nan to Whalen?

It was nothing like
what she told us, nothing.

They had had
a liaison for months.

Every chance they found to meet.

I don't believe it.

It's true.

I saw it. I read it.

But are you sure?
Are you sure it's what you say?

It was nothing
brazenly explicit,

nothing like that.

It was...
rather tame, I suppose.

She went on about
her loneliness.

Her loneliness.
Isn't that incredible?

And how she had to be discreet,

her obligation to the town
and her neighbors.

But that isn't enough to...

It was there, man.
It was unmistakable.

Don't you see what this means?

She let her brother think
she was being attacked.

She let Whalen die,

and then she smeared his name
to save her reputation

and her brother
from prosecution.

Yes.

Yes, her brother.

But... why do you...
Why do you come to me?

Because I don't know what to do.

You were his friend,
his associate.

You were there, the only one

not from that town
not under her spell.

Who else knows about this?

No, no one.
The letter was among his papers.

I'm sure the Sheriff
didn't go through them.

I... I have it here.

When are you going back
to Cooper's Spur?

Oh, not for a month.

I have endless matters
at the capital.

I wish I could never
go back there again.

Do you know what she is
in that town?

She's a saint.

Yes, I know.

I know.

See, this is more than just
a matter of law.

I don't know where my duty lies.

I'm going back there myself.

You see, I'm in business
with Miss Allen.

Didn't you know?

No, I had no idea.

And what you said about me
not being under her spell...

I'm afraid that isn't so, Judge.

It isn't so at all.

Bobby? Is that you?

Alan!

I thought it was Bobby.

I heard the stick on the fence.

W-was that you?

That's right.

That's a habit he has, isn't it?

Where is he?

He's working late getting
the last repairs done

on the loading pens,

but he won't be back for about
another hour or two.

But you don't know.

You're never really sure
about Bobby, are you, Nan?

Let's not talk about Bobby.

You're here, and...
And that's what's important.

What's wrong?

Oh, nothing.

Tired, I suppose.

I've come a long way
since we last saw each other.

You're two weeks ahead of time.

Were you that anxious to see me?

Yes.

That makes me very happy.

I want to ask you something.

Oh, Alan.

I don't understand.

Nan...

Nan, you know I love you.

Please,
will you tell me the truth?

The truth? About what?

About you and Tom Whalen.

You know the truth about that.

Yes, Nan.

I know.

Uh, w-what's this?

Are you accusing me
of writing this?

Nan, will you stop lying?

I'm not lying.

You say that you...
That you love me,

and then you accuse me of this.

What in the world
do you want from me?

I want Tom Whalen's name cleared

and the truth
about your brother.

Hey, Bobby,
I've been looking for you.

Hey, Will, I'm right here.

Listen, you know
who rode through town

- just a little bit ago?
- Unh-unh.

Colonel Mackenzie.

You sure?

Sure, I am.

Headed for your place,
too, it looked like.

Well, he can go
anywhere he wants.

It's a free country.

Drink a little whiskey tonight?

Uh, no, I forgot some stuff
down at the yards.

I'd better go down there
and get it.

- I'll see you later.
- All right.

You expected Bobby to be out
all night playing cards,

just as he always did.

Tom Whalen didn't force
his way into your room.

He came by invitation,
just as he has in the past.

- I won't listen.
- And there you were

in your room alone with Whalen,

and Bobby comes home early,
unexpected.

You heard the noise
on the picket fence outside,

- and you knew you were caught.
- It's a lie.

- One of you tried to blow out the lamp.
- It's a horrible lie.

The glass chimney fell
to the ground and smashed,

and then Bobby came in
and killed him.

- That's not true.
- It is true.

You've been lying
just as you've been lying

- to save him for years.
- No, please stop it, please.

- Nan, don't you understand?
- No.

He's mad. He's insane.

- He isn't.
- He's so jealous of you,

he'd kill anyone
who comes near you!

- He couldn't have.
- Nan, he's insane.

Your fiancé, you remember,
he didn't die in an accident.

I know Bobby killed him.

- No, no.
- And then he frightens away

any man who tries
to come near you.

Nan... He believes
that you're perfect,

pure, untouched.

And, oh, Nan, you let him
go on believing that.

You're as much to blame
as he is.

Oh, Alan.

It's true, true.

I knew what he was.

But I couldn't...
I couldn't face it.

I-I just couldn't see it.

I raised him.

I was so alone here
except for Bobby.

But, Alan, can't you understand?

I-I'm a woman. I have needs.

You know that.

I had to keep it from him.

He saw me as a... as a saint.

I couldn't destroy that image.

And so you destroyed him
and Tom Whalen.

And I also destroyed...

the most wonderful thing
that ever happened to me.

Your love for me.

No, Nan, you haven't.

You haven't destroyed that.

Get away from him, Nan.

No.

Nan...

Oh, God, no. No.

Nan...

Alan...

What a... pity.

She wasn't like that,
like what you said inside.

She was...

fine.

Too fine for any man
I ever saw around.

Will I ever be able
to thank you, Alan,

for being so very gentle
and generous with us?

♪

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