All language subtitles for Death.Valley.Days.S09E16.The.Salt.War.1080p.AMZN.WEB-DL.DD+2.0.H.264-bigworm_track3_[eng]

Well, that takes care of it.

The ground'’s been posted
on all sides,
like she ordered.

I wonder if it'’s gonna work.

What do you mean?

Won'’t stop the range animals

from coming into the salt licks
like they always have.

Yeah, but they can'’t read.

It won'’t stop folks
who want salt either.

You mark my words.

The lady'’s in for trouble.

♪♪ [ trumpet ]

Howdy, folks.
I'’m the Old Ranger.

Millions of years ago,

all this region
around El Paso, Texas,

was flooded by the sea.

When the waters receded,

there was left behind
great deposits of salt--

nature'’s gift
to both man and beast.

The salt has been free to one
and all since the memory of man.

In 1878,
an ambitious girl

set a price
on the precious crystal,

and these ancient flats

were to become the dangerous
battleground for...

The bigness.
It'’s overwhelming.

We haven'’t even scratched
the surface yet.

Last time my pa
and I went out,

we rode for nearly
three solid days,

and never once got off
our own land.

The biggest thing
I ever surveyed back East
was a 500-acre farm.

That'’s about the size
of our south pasture.

Am I right, Jess?

[ chuckles ]
Bigger than that.

Runs all the way
to El Paso.

It'’s almost too much
for one man.

Pa worked hard, Mr. Reid.

Worked all his life
building up this land.

Worked right along
with his men too.

He knew every blade of grass,

every newborn calf,

and he came by it
all honestly.

I'’m sure he did, Miss Emory.

Still, it'’s difficult for me
to get used to it out here.

In Philadelphia,
you had to be satisfied
with a lot less.

Hardly room to breathe.And that'’s why you came West?

That'’s one of the reasons.

Well, by the time
you finish surveying my land,

you'’re gonna appreciate
things out here.

I'’m beginning
to appreciate things now.

Well, we, uh, better get moving.

Got a lot of riding to do
if you wanna hit that salt lick
before sundown.

"Salt lick"?Salt deposits due east.

The animals come
from miles around to lick salt.

Keeps them alive in the heat.

I want you to start work there.
We'’re gonna fence it in.

Keep out the animals.

No. Humans.

[ exhales forcefully ]

All right. Come on, lads.
Let'’s hurry it up.

Come on. Let'’s put
some elbow grease in it.

Can you make them out yet?

Looks like Pete Dodd
and his boys.

I thought I told you to put up
"no trespassing" signs.

I did.

See what I mean
about fencing it in?

[ gunshot ]

[ gunshots ]

Dirty, rotten poachers.

Next time, I shoot straight
for daylight through all of you.

You wouldn'’t talk so big
if we were toting guns.

Why, milk face.
You'’re old enough
to have your ears pinned back.

Easy, lad. Easy.Let me at him, Pa!

Let him go, Pop.
I'’m gonna teach him to be a man.

Hold it, Jess.

Mr. Dodd, this is
private property.

Didn'’t you see the signs
I had posted?

Yes, but I don'’t understand.

Far back as I can remember,
salt'’s always been available
for the taking.

It'’s still available.
$1 a bag.

Twenty-five a wagonload.

Why, salt'’s always been
as free as air to everyone.

In this climate,
it'’s just as important as water.

We'’re telling you to pay for it
instead of stealing it.

Stealing?
Now, look, Hixon,

if you'’re trying to rile me,
you'’re just itching for a fight.

Look, Pop, I'’m ready
any time you are.

Stop it, Jess.

Mr. Dodd, pay what you owe,
or take your sons
and get off my land.

I'’m warning you, Miss Emory.

You'’ll have to
reckon with every man, woman,
and child in these parts.

They ain'’t gonna pay
for free salt.

It'’s no longer free.

Brandy. You'’re going
to spoil me with
all this hospitality.

That'’s exactly what
I'’m trying to do.

Can'’t let an Easterner think
we'’re a bunch of savages.

'’Course not.

Toast?All right.

May the Emory ranch
continue to thrive...

in peace.

You'’re still worried
about the salt flats.

I'’m here to do a job,
that'’s all.

It'’s your problem.

And I know how
to handle it.

My father always said,

"You'’ve gotta go out
and protect what belongs
to you,

with your bare hands,
if need be."

Coming from
the City of Brotherly Love,

I sometimes take
another point of view.

You haven'’t lived by the gun.

That'’s all
some people understand.

Some perhaps.

But most understand compassion
and neighborliness.

That salt has always been free.

Then it'’s about time
they started paying for it.

I own that land.

I own what'’s on it.

I own what'’s under it.

I don'’t ask for favors.
Why should they?

You'’re just not
a good businessman.

Maybe.

All I try to do is be
a fairly decent human being.

Meaning I'’m not?

I didn'’t say that.
You did.

Let'’s not argue, Mr. Reid.

Or may I call you David?

Please do.

I'’d much rather be friends.

Sure. We'’re friends.

Fine.

Now, you mark the land.

Let me run the ranch. [ door opens ]

I didn'’t hear you knock.

Well, I never had to before.

Sorry if I'’m
interrupting something.

You aren'’t.

You know, I never saw you
decked out like this before.

Special occasion?

Yes. I enjoy
looking like a woman.

That'’s the occasion.

You have something special
on your mind?

Well, I was just gonna find out
if you were gonna
bring in those--

those extra hands
from Mexico?

Help our boys
handle the customers
at the salt flats.

Well, I'’m not importing
any professional gunslingers,

if that'’s what you mean.

You can'’t expect me and the boys
to do all the work alone.

You'’re being paid for it,
aren'’t you?

Yeah. There'’s just
a few of us.

A lot of people
want that salt.

We'’ll manage.

What'’s the matter, Rachel?

Reid here soften up your spine?

Mr. Reid has nothing
to do with it.

That'’s right, Hixon.

It'’s none of my business.
None at all.

Now, if you'’ll excuse me,
I'’m sure you two

will be able to work out
the unpleasant details.

[ chuckling ]

You know, I oughta take him
out to the woodshed
and give him a good thrashing.

You lay a hand on him,
and I'’ll have your hide!

Afraid I might mess up
his pretty face?

Wait a minute.

Don'’t tell me
you got a hankering
for that eastern dude?

He'’s worth ten of you.

You know, Rachel, you never
used to feel that way about me.

But you go right ahead.
Have your little fun.

Just don'’t let it go too far.
I might get a little jealous.

[ door opens ]

[ door closes ]

A little more
to your right, Joe.

Hold it!

Now bring the marker up.

That'’s fine.

Now move about 50 feet
over to your left.

Hello, David.

I didn'’t see you
at breakfast this morning.

We made an early start.

I wanted to apologize.

What for?

For being a bit short
with you last night.

Forget it.

About another ten feet, Joe!

I didn'’t want you to get
any wrong ideas about Jess.

I didn'’t.

He was Pa'’s foreman for so long
he thinks he owns the place.

And you.

Nobody owns me.

No?

Well, some men have a habit
of taking things for granted.

Well, you needn'’t worry
about this man.

I can'’t help worrying
about this one a little.

You'’ve been out
in this broiling sun
for hours.

To borrow a phrase from you,
"I'’m being paid for it."

How'’s this, Dave?

That'’s fine. Steady.

I'’ve got some shopping
to do in town.

I thought you might like
to come along.
No, thanks.

Oh, stop growling
and come along.

It'’ll do you good.

It probably isn'’t healthy
to refuse Rachel Emory.

Downright dangerous.

The buggy'’s waiting.

Pack up the equipment, Joe,
and take it back to the ranch.

Right!

You know you'’re paying
a full day'’s wages
for a half day'’s work?

A woman'’s entitled
to a few luxuries
once in a while, isn'’t she?

Salt business isn'’t
too good today, is it?

Now, look, David--Okay.

Let'’s go shopping.

Every man of us here
has worked hard
for what he'’s got.

And I ain'’t about to sit around
twiddling my thumbs

while Rachel Emory
sucks the blood out of me.

Now, salt'’s always been free.

Can'’t do without it.

Nature didn'’t put it here
for one person'’s profit.

She meant it for man
and beast alike.

Now, if a leech grabs hold
of your hindquarters,

you pull it off
and stomp on it, right?

That'’s right, Pa. [ men murmuring in agreement ]

Well, I say we do the same
to Rachel Emory
and her gunslingers.

[ men murmuring ]

Good afternoon, Mr. Peter.

I'’ve got a big order
for you.

Would you fill it for me
while I show Mr. Reid the town?

I'’ll need about
five sacks of flour, and--Ain'’t got any.

You'’re out of flour?

I said I ain'’t got any.

How about coffee?

Out of coffee too.

Well, I can see bags of it
stacked inside.

No coffee.

I'’m beginning to understand,
Mr. Peter.

You'’re refusing to sell to me.

Sorry. I'’m busy.
A meeting to attend.

Now, what kind of a meeting'’s
so important it'’ll take you away
from paying customers?

This one is.
It'’s about you.

They'’re not going
to treat me this way.

And if they think
they can get rough with me...

They'’ll be coming out,
trying to steal the salt.

I want the flats guarded
day and night.

What'’s the matter?

We ain'’t lookin' to get
our heads shot off, Miss Rachel.

You think I'’m wrong
trying to protect what'’s mine?

Ain'’t my place to say.

All right.
If that'’s the way it is,
I'’ll manage on my own.

Go on.
Go find yourselves

some place to hide,
where you'’ll be safe.

I'’m sorry, Miss Rachel.So am I, Joe.

I thought I could
count on you men.

There'’s loyalty for you.

They'’re right.

Sure. Everybody'’s right
except me.

Maybe.

You think it'’s pure greed.
Don'’t you?

I don'’t know what to think.

This ranch
has belonged to the Emorys
for more than 50 years.

To my granddad, then my pa,
and now me.

I'’ve got a responsibility
to keep it running.

That salt'’s worth money.
I can'’t afford to give it away.

Your father did all right
without it.

Sure, he did,
but we'’ve got to keep growing.

I need money for improvements,
new stock.

I need a dam
for the north canyon.

I can'’t do it on thin air.

You'’ll never do it
on bloodshed.

That'’s what
you'’re asking for.

It may frighten you,
but it doesn'’t frighten me.

I was beginning to think
there was something special
between us.

But we live in separate worlds.

[ door opens ]

[ door closes ]

Why can'’t you make
the men stand up
and protect this ranch?

Maybe the boys don'’t like
risking their neck for a woman.

Now, if there was
a man beside her--
I mean a real man--

things might be different.

And you, of course,
are that man.

Well, you could do
a lot worse.

And a lot better.

Dave Reid?

Rachel, I'’ve given you
the best I'’ve got.

My blood'’s in this land
the same as yours.

I'’ll make my own choice, Jess,
and you'’re not it.

You just can'’t
toss me aside.

I pay you to work.
That'’s all I want from you.

Well, that ain'’t good enough.That'’s all you'll get.

I never made
any promises.

Well, I have.
Made one to myself.

That promise was
that I'’d have you.

Rachel,
we'’re two of a kind.

That'’s too bad,

'’cause sometimes
I don'’t like myself
any better than I like you.

You just can'’t lead a man on,
then slap him across the face.

Or don'’t you think
I'’m good enough
to marry an Emory?

Not this one.

I'’m sorry, Jess.

Nothing'’s that simple.

You'’ll find that out

real soon.

[ door slams ]

I hope you'’re all armed.

I hear she tried to round up
some gunslingers.

What are you doing here?I'’m riding with you.

You got your hat
and head on backwards.

You ain'’t riding with us, Hixon.

You got the Emory brand
stamped all over you.

Now, wait a minute.
Just hear me out.Easy there--

Well, say it fast,
and make it good.

I don'’t work
for Rachel Emory anymore.
I quit.

He'’s lying!

Let him talk.It'’s the truth.

I quit because
I was ordered to kill.

Now, I don'’t mind
using a gun,

but not against people
I know and respect.

Why, I'’ve known some of you
for ten or 15 years.

Seems to me you know
Rachel Emory just as long.

You ready to use a gun
against her?

Maybe. But she'’s not
the one that'’s at fault.

He'’s the one that put
the notion in her head
about selling the salt.

Still her land.
She don'’t have to listen
to strangers.

Well, I wouldn'’t say
he'’s exactly a stranger.

Them living under the same roof,
if you know what I mean.

But once they get married,
he plans to double
the size of the Emory ranch.

I heard him say so myself.
That means he'’s gonna squeeze
a lot of you out.

Well, he ain'’t gonna
squeeze me off my land.Me neither.

Well, you better do something
about it, and right now.
I say drive them off the land.

Jess is right.
And if they put up a fight,
we burn '’em off the place!

Yeah, I'’m with Jess.
Burn '’em out!

Come on!Let'’s get this thing over
once and for all.

[ murmuring ]

[ knocking on door ]

Come in.

Your bunkhouse is empty.

Looks like most
of your men have quit.

Why didn'’t you
ride off with them too?

Maybe I should have.

Rachel, will you come
to your senses?

If you'’re suggesting that
I start having hysterics...

David...

I'’m sorry.

[ footsteps approaching ]

Miss Rachel?

Matt just rode in from town.
There'’s a mob whipped up,

and some of the hotheads
are talking about
burning down the ranch.

Jess is with them,
and they'’re on their way
out here.

Me and Matt--
we'’re getting out.

Joe, you can'’t leave.

Stick by me,
and I'’ll make you
a foreman.

I'’m sorry, Miss Rachel.
This thing'’s gotten
too far outta hand for me.

I'’m going for the marshal.
Douse the lights, stay put.
And no shooting.

If they step foot
on my land--
No shooting.

But, Dave--
For once,
you'’re going to do as I say.

Do you understand me?

Yes, I understand you.

[ door opens, closes ]

JESS:
That'’s far enough.

[ whinnies softly ]

Now, get down.What is this?

I said get down!

[ whinnying softly ]

What'’s going on?You'’ll find out soon enough.

Look, men, we can settle this
peacefully and equitably.

That smooth talk may work
with the Emory woman,
but it won'’t work with us.

People here
won'’t be pushed around.

Miss Emory
will listen to reason.
I promise you that.

You talked her
into this mess,

but you ain'’t gonna talk us
into going easy on her.

The only reason that
woman understands is action,
and I say show her some.

We'’ll start with him.
Let'’s string him up.

Why--Oh, now, now,
now, hold it, Jess.

Hold it.
We'’ve got Reid.

That gives us something
to bargain with.

Maybe we can make a deal
with the Emory woman.

You'’re wasting your time.
Oughta know.
I worked for her long enough.

Hixon'’s right.
He'’s the one who started

all this talk about shooting
and getting tough.

I say we give her
a taste of her own medicine.

They got Dave Reid.

[ whinnying softly ]

I'’m going back and tell her.
I owe her that much.

[ horse whinnying ]

[ knocking on door ]

Miss Rachel, it'’s Joe!
Open up, quick!

What is it, Joe?It'’s Mr. Reid. They got him,
just this side of the salt flat.

They'’re awful riled up.Saddle me up a horse, quick.

You better take mine.
There may not be time.

Now, now, please, men.
This is no way to do things.

Look, Pete,
if you'’re getting squeamish,
just turn your back.

All right, men.
Let'’s get this over with.

[ hoofbeats approaching ]

He don'’t look so good now,does he?

A little green
around the gills.

Please, listen to me!
Dave had nothing
to do with this!

Too late to talk now.No!

Let her talk.

I'’m the one who's responsible
for everything.

She'’ll say anything
to save his skin.

It'’s my land-- family land--
and that'’s all
I could think about.

I wanted to get
the most out of it for myself.

Dave tried to make me see
that I was wrong,

but I wouldn'’t listen.

You let her keep talking,
she'’s gonna get you all mixed up
like she did me.

You can have the salt!

I don'’t care anymore.

But don'’t hurt this man.

Please. I beg you,
let him go.

And you can take the salt.
It'’s yours.

Miss Emory,
that'’s all we wanted to hear.

[ cocks ]

You turn yellow now,
and so help me,

I'’ll string you right up
alongside of him.

You can'’t trust her.
I told you that.

[ horse snorting ]

Easy. Easy. Easy.[ grunts ]

[ horse whinnying ]

Cut that rope, quick!

Whoa.

[ breathing heavily ] [ horse sputtering ]

Rachel Emory did give Pete Dodd
and the citizens

a deed to the salt flats.

It said that the salt
was to be free again to all men.

Highway 62 travels
right over those flats today.

And you can stop
and help yourself,
if you'’ve a mind to.

Doesn'’t look like anything
that would start a war, does it?

But that'’s how important
salt is to man.