All language subtitles for Death.Valley.Days.S08E12.Ten.Feet.of.Nothing.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DD+2.0.H.264-bigworm_track3_[eng]

Howdy, folks.
I'’m the Old Ranger,

with an exciting new story of
real life in the Old West.

Second only to the
California Gold Rush of '’49,

was the '’59 rush to Washoe,

which later became
the territory of Nevada.

Claims were bitterly
fought over

on Sun Mountain'’s
rocky slopes,

in the barrooms of
mushrooming Virginia City,

and the kangaroo courts,

which awarded
vast tracks to some,

and cut off others
such as Joe Plato,

with as little as...

Ho.

Hiya, Joe.

Look it here what
I'’m stuck with, Abe.

Just about enough land
to bury me in,

if they don'’t
stick me in sideways.

Well, it'’s better than
the claim I just quit.

Ten feet'’s enough to work.

Well, why this ten feet
with a cliff on one side

and a spike fence
on the other?

Yes, I know, I heard
about the trial.

But I don'’t figure Sandy Bowers
would have strung this wire

if you hadn'’t knocked out
his two front teeth.

Why, I'’da knocked
out more if he'’d had 'em.

And from reports,
well, you wasn'’t exactly

diplomatic with
Judge Newcomb either.

Everybody knows he'’s crooked
as a dog'’s hind leg, Abe.

Yes, but it didn'’t
help the occasion none

by telling him so
to his face.

Guess not.

But after digging and sweatin'’
here for almost four years, I--

ABE:
Now, that'’s what's
the matter.

Huh?You'’re all frazzled out.

All work and no play
for four years,

would set any
young buck on edge.

Maybe I'’ll go up
to San Francisco
and take me a vacation.

Now, I recommend that.

And if I was you,
I'’d really tie one on.

Might change my life.

Here'’s to it, Abe.

[ woman singing ]
♪ While weeping

♪ Under the willow

♪ With golden hair

♪ My little one'’s ♪

♪ Quietly sleeping

♪ Fair, fair

♪ And golden hair

♪ Sang a lone mother

♪ While weeping

♪ Fair, fair

♪ And golden hair

♪ Under the willow

♪ She's sleeping ♪

Beautiful. Beautiful.

Beautiful.

[ crowd muttering ] JOE:
Beautiful. Beautiful.

[ Joe clapping ] What do you expect?

You already sang it
four times in a row.

Well, my drunken friend
keeps requesting it.

JOE:
Under the Willow. Encore.

Under the Willows.
Under the Willow.

JOE:
Beautiful!

Encore! Come on!
Encore!

Keep it warm.

Now look, mister.

Hey, have a seat.
[ chuckles ]

Sit down.

Ah, it'’s, uh--

all gone, honey.
Flat broke.

I sure would like
to hear you

sing that beautiful
song again.

Look, mister, it'’s not
a question of money.

I'’ll tell ya what.

You sing that song
just one more time,

and I'’ll give you half of
everything I got in the world.

Thanks.

You think I'’m foolin'.

I'’m not foolin', I got--

I'’ll make it nice and neat.

You got some paper?Think we have
enough witnesses?

Ah, this'’ll work.
This'’ll do just fine.

[ grunts ]
There.

Let'’s see now.

San Francisco,1859.

Hereto half of claims.

Signed, Joe Plato.

There.

Half of all
my worldly possessions.

Yours.

I'’ll guard it with my life.

[chuckles]

Hey.

Don'’t you forget your end
of the bargain, now.

Once more.

♪ Under the willow

♪ She'’s laid with care ♪

♪ Sang a lone mother

♪ While weeping ♪

Beautiful, beautiful.

♪ Under the-- ♪

[ music stops ][ chattering ]

Joe. Joe Plato.[ groaning]

Wake up.What?

I'’ve been lookin'
everywhere for you, boy.

They'’ve discovered
pay dirt, pay dirt.

all along the upper ridge
to Sun Mountain.

Tons of the stuff.Pay dirt.

Yeah.
Sandy Bowers'’ ores men

assayed it more
than $3,000 a ton.

And the engineers
say the vein'’s

got to extend
into your claim.

Them ten feet of yours
could be worth millions.

Millions, huh?

Oh, that'’s good,
because I need another drink.

Aww, Joe.

[ mutters ]

[ groaning ]

Hey, take it easy, will ya?
My head'’s killin' me.

Whoa.

[ groaning ]

Abe, what are ya doin'’
in San Francisco?

I ain'’t in San Francisco,
and you ain'’t either.

We'’re on our way back
to Virginia City.

Well, fine friend
you turned out to be.

I thought I left you
guarding my claim.

I left Paiute Pete
guarding the claim.

And if I wasn'’t
a friend of yours,
I wouldn'’t have

come all the way from
Washoe to California
to find you.

Took me more than a week.

Why, I darn near had to turn
San Francisco upside down

before I spotted you
in that gutter.

Look, I may have
spent all my money,

but I never wound up
decorating a gutter.

Well, you wasn'’t exactly
decorating it,

but you were sure there.

All right, all right.Huh.

Well, look anyway,
what was so all fired important

you had to drive this wreck

hundreds of miles
to find me, anyway?

You don'’t remember
a thing, do you?About what?

Of Sun Mountain, boy.
Sun Mountain has struck it rich

and right in spittin'’
distance of your claim.

Rich?
Whereabouts?

Well, Sandy Bowers,

practically all of
Henry Comstock'’s diggin's,

O'’Reilly's claim,
McLaughlin'’s--

Well, why didn'’t you
tell me about this before?

That ten feet of mine
could be worth millions, Abe.

Move over.

Yah!

Get up!

MAN:
What'’d the engineer say?

What'’s the assay report?

ABE: Oh, sample'’s
no good, huh?

Not the surface stuff.

From the assay reports
on the other claims,

he practically guarantees that
there'’s rich oil right here.

But he says the base
slants down under here.So you'’ll need a shaft.

Well, what am I gonna do?
Hang out over the cliff

on a sky hook
while I drive it in?

Well, how about that side?

You can get an easement
from Sandy Bowers.

No, he swore he'’d never
give me an inch
of right of way.

I thought you two
were friends?

Not since Joe done
some dental work on him.

There'’s only one answer.
A single vertical shaft.

If we could squeeze it
into these ten feet.

You think we can?

Well now, just about.

Well, Joe, when you start to
sink a shaft straight down,

it'’s gonna take
an awful lot of timber.

Well, lumber'’s selling
about $60 a thousand.

You got any money, Abe?

Spent my last dime
on these supplies.

JOE: You, Pete?You'’re welcome
to what I'’ve got.

Afraid it wouldn'’t
help as much.

Now here, why couldn'’t we
cut our own timber?

I know a place down here
about a mile and a half.

There'’s a pretty
fair stand of willow trees.

And a little further
down the mountainside

just under the willows,
there'’s some logs.

Under the willows?

Say, you wouldn'’t know anything
about that, would you?

About what?

Well, guess there'’s just
one thing to do, boys,

and that'’s go and find out.
I'’ll pay you back, Pete.

Where are you going?

Back to the Golden Peacock.

Golden Peacock?

JOE:
In San Francisco.

You'’re crazy!

I sure hope so.

Come on, boy.[ horse neighs ]

Say, wasn'’t this
the Golden Peacock?

Yeah, but it flew away.
[ chuckles ]

[ piano plays ]

[ woman singing ]
♪ Oh, kiss me quick
and go my honey ♪

♪ Kiss me quick and go

♪ To cheat, surprise,
and lyin'’-- ♪♪

Hold it, sweetheart.[ sighs ]

Somethin'’?Uh...

You were here when this was
the Golden Peacock, weren'’t ya?

Oh, yeah.
Big heart threw in
an extra dollar

for me when he
bought the place.

Oh, I didn'’t know
it had changed hands.

Say look, if you'’re huntin'
for Dude Martin,

he sold out.

No, I don'’t care about him.

I'’m looking for the girl singer
that used to be here.

I think her first name
might be Kathy.

Yeah, and her last name
might be McGillicuddy.

Only it isn'’t.
Mulqueen.

You'’re wastin' your time.
She ain'’t here.

Well, got any idea
where she might be?

Well, she took off
for Virginia City.

Some sucker gave her
a part interest in
a gold mine out there.

Hey, you'’re--The sucker.

[ sneers ]

♪ Kiss me quick
and go my honey ♪

♪ Kiss me quick and go ♪

Whoa!

Come in.

Welcome to Virginia City.

It'’s all right.
I'’ll leave the door open.

I wouldn'’t want anybody
to get any wrong ideas

about a nice girl like you.

I'’m surprised you remembered me
at all, considering--

Uh, my condition?
I know.

That'’s why I came
to see you, to apologize.

You didn'’t do anything
to apologize for.

In fact, I thought you
were very nice.

Well, I must have
liked you too,
to do what I did.

I-- I don'’t remember
exactly what happened.

You see, I'’m just not
used to drinking.

You did pretty well
for a beginner.

[ both laughing ]

Well, I guess I was
just blowing off steam

after working my claim
for almost four years
without a day off.

You worked four years
on your claim?

The one you gave me
half of for a song?

That'’s right.
I still haven'’t

taken anything out of it
except eatin'’ money.

If I keep working at it
though, maybe I can--

But that doesn'’t
seem very fair.

You doing all the work
and me getting half.

Well now, maybe we can
make it fair.

I'’m perfectly
willing to-- [ man clears throat ]

Uh, pardon me,
the door was open.

I didn'’t know
you had a visitor.

See you later, Barker.

Any time at all,
Mr. Martin.

Mr. Plato
came to apologize.

He thought that
maybe that night--That'’s right.

Apologize?
How did he know
you were here?

I just happened to read it
in the society column
in the Enterprise.

Oh yes, the Enterprise.

They sell it
in San Francisco, too.

Personally, I like its headlines
better than its society news.

And I quote,

"New silver and gold
discoveries made in Washoe."

"Virginia City headquarters
for new millionaires."

"Rich strikes
made on Sun Mountain."

Not on my claim.

Oh, there will be when
it'’s properly developed.

I'’ve just been out
scouting the area.

Our property looks
very promising.

Your property?

Miss Mulqueen'’s,
I'’m her business advisor.

In that capacity,
I just checked the legality

of that cute
little deed you wrote.

Judge Newcomb says
it'’s 100% binding.

Judge Newcomb'’s a crook.

He doesn'’t think too much
of you, either.

Not that he'’s any worse
than you two.

You play up to me.

Get me drunk, then steer me
into a stupid thing

like signing over
half my mine.

You'’re just as stupid sober.

Of course, you can
buy back our share

if you'’re interested
for say, 50,000?

I wouldn'’t give you 50 cents.

Maybe uh, Sandy Bowers would
like an extra five feet.

Just try
selling it to him.

I don'’t think I will at that,
the price might go up.

It won'’t do you any good
to hold on either.

You can'’t sink a shaft
in five feet.

Neither can you.

And I happen to know
you'’re dead broke.

So let'’s just see who
gets frozen out first.

You look doggone sweaty for
a man that'’s being froze out.

If we can haul enough
of this out of here

before they know
what we'’re up to,

maybe Joe can get
the 50,000 to pay him off.

I don'’t care if this mine
yields 50 million,

I'’m not paying
any blackmailers.

Now, you better start
to cool down now, boy.

That little lady'’s got you
dead to rights.

Don'’t feel bad, Joe.

You'’re not the first man to get
bamboozled by a saloon tootsie.

She'’s no saloon tootsie!

I don'’t even think
she'’d tried to--

Well, what I mean is, I-

I wouldn'’t even mind
giving her half

of what we
take out of here.

But that Dude Martin!

Hurd Barker.

What'’s he want?

Now, take it easy,
he'’s a bad one with a gun.

Only if a man'’s not
wearing one of his own.

Being real naughty boys.

Working a claim that
don'’t belong to you.

Who says it doesn'’t?Friend of mine.

Named Dude Martin?Maybe.

You working for him now?

Me?
[ chuckles ]

No, I'’m here on
official business.

As special officer
of the district court.

[ chuckles ]
You, an officer?

Maybe this will
convince you.

What is it?

Restraining order.

Signed by another one
of my friends.

Judge Newcomb.

Yeah.
You better do what he says.

It'’s time we got some law
and order in this here town.

What is it supposed
to restrain you from?

From trespassing
on the five feet

belonging to
Miss Kathy Mulqueen.

It say which five feet
belong to her?

Nope, but it
doesn'’t matter.

PETE:
Doesn'’t matter? No.

We'’ll limit our excavation
to five feet.

On top,
where they can see it.

But we'’re spreading out
below, where it counts.

You'’re a glutton
for punishment.

If Judge Newcomb--

He'’s not stoppin' me.

She'’s not stoppin' me!

Nobody'’s stoppin' me.

[ panting ]

You all right, Pete?
You need any help?

I'’ll manage.

Once more.

All right.
Quittin'’ time.

Quittin'’ time, Pete.

All right.
[ exhales ]

Are you sure you'’ve
got enough grub?Yeah.

Thanks to Pete'’s ma.

I still don'’t like it, Joe,
sleeping down here.

Plenty of room,
complete privacy,
no rent to pay.

What more could I ask for?

Fewer enemies.[ laughs ]

Kathy.You'’ve been avoiding me.

Avoiding you? I'’ve been busy
looking out for your interests.

My interests are changing, Dude.
I'’m a singer, not a conniver.

Well, if this letter
is what I think it is,

you'’ll be the richest singer
in the whole West.

What is it?

Dividends on
a pretty big investment

I made in your behalf.

That doesn'’t
tell me any more

than you'’ve been
telling me all along.

This is a 100% guarantee
from old Judge Newcomb

that if anything
should happen to Plato,

the whole claim
will be legally yours.

If anything should
happen to him?

Well, we wouldn'’t want to
tie it up in red tape

for years just in case
something did.

Something like what?How would I know?

Mining'’s
a hazardous profession.

I hope you'’re not thinking
of making it anymore hazardous.

I really have left you
alone too long, haven'’t I?

You must have spent your time
reading those darn thrillers.

Don'’t worry.

If anything should
happen to Plato,

it'’ll be his own fault.

JOE:
Hold it right there.

I wouldn'’t turn around.

Just crawl right
back up that ladder,

before I shoot you in the back
like you'’ve shot others.

Tell Dude Martin I'’ll be waiting
for him if he comes too.

It isn'’t even all the way
daylight yet.

Give him more time, there'’s no
telling what he might pull.

All we know is what
that gunslinger friend
of yours told us.

He knows what he saw.

Five feet of shaft on top,
another five feet down below.

Your five feet.

I want you to see it
with your own eyes.

Maybe you'’ll stop
worrying about him.

I haven'’t been--I know what'’s going on
in your mind.

You'’ll see you need somebody
like me to look out for you.

Well, Dude, always
a perfect gentleman.

Let the lady come down
the ladder first

in case I got
a gun in my hand.

Maybe you should have.
I got your message.

Barker'’s a better
messenger than I thought.

He didn'’t deliver yours.

If he had, it would have
been in the line of duty.

Enforcing the court order
he gave you.

Well, you see.You are using
the whole width.

Well, of course I am.

I always intended
giving you your share.
I still do.

There can'’t be anything
to give unless I'’ve got
some room to work.

Don'’t let him get
around you, Kathy.

He never had any idea
of giving you a cent.

You'’re a liar
as well as a coward.

Now get out of here
and go back to Virginia City

and your thievin'’ friends.

We'’ll see who's a coward.

[ grunts ]

[ groans ]

[ grunting ]

[ screams ][ rumbling ]

He'’ll be all right.

We'’ll get him to a doctor.

But the ladder is broken.

My men will be along soon.
We'’ll haul him up on the rope.

All he thought
about was himself.

But you, you could
have gotten killed.

What made you--

I don'’t know.

I think I do.

And I'’m glad you
don'’t hate me.

You see, I never wanted
to hold you to that deed.

And I'’m not going to.

Maybe I want
to be held to it.

Pete'’s on the way back
to town with him.

Want me to try to
haul you two up now?

Never mind about
hauling us up.

Just lower a preacher.

They weren'’t married at the
bottom of the mine shaft.

But the ceremony was
performed that very day.

And the mine proved
as rich as predicted,

providing handsomely
for Joe and Kathy Plato

until they finally sold out
for a veritable fortune.