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Leaves are all turning yellow.

Such a beautiful time of the year.

It's always a beautiful time of year around you, Pearl.

Do you like me, Joe?

Like you?

I mean, you do care?

Pearl, I told you a hundred times.

I know. I know you've told me, but...

Joe?

Yes?

There's something I've been dreaming about doing

for a long time now.

Yes, Pearl?

Started when I was up in that boarding school, up in Canada.

Yeah? Gets awful cold up there.

I just have to do something, Joe.

You know, a funny thing happens

whenever I get around you.

Maybe it's that sweet vanilla

you wear on the back of your little neck.

I might as well use my head for sluice box

for all the good it is.

I know I can do it. I've always known it.

If you really cared about me, you just wouldn't talk about it.

You'd show me.

Sure, Pearl honey.

Anything you say.

Promise?

Say you promise.

I promise.

Oh, that's wonderful. I'll get everything ready.

You get the guns.

Anything you say, Pearl.

Guns?

I'll start making the masks right now.

What masks?

Joe, be sure and get clean guns.

I hate oily guns.

What are you talking about, Pearl?

Tomorrow morning.

We're going to hold up the stagecoach out of globe.

Hold...up?

You promised, Joe.

Pearl!

Pearl!

Howdy folks, I'm the Old Ranger.

A lady's handkerchief and a Colt .45,

a strange combination.

However, in 1899, it took a woman to have the last word.

When she was determined to be credited for...

We'll tie off here.

It's a long way down to the road.

Charlie Bolton always used to leave his horse

far enough away from the road

so the stagecoach driver couldn't see it.

Who's Charlie Bolton?

They called him "Black Bart".

He was the most famous road agent of them all.

Oh. That Charlie Bolton.

Charlie always used to tease the law

by leaving a poem behind.

I wonder if we ought to.

This ain't no time for poems, Pearl.

Why, I'm itchy enough as it is.

Just be careful, Joe Boot,

'cause I don't want anybody hurt.

It's not my intention at all.

I have the sickest notion if anybody gets hurt, it's gonna be me.

It's against the law to rob a stage.

And dangerous.

Better get ready.

That stage is due within an hour.

Here.

This one's got a lace on it.

I made it out of an old pillow slip I had.

Try this one.

[Coughs]

I guess I didn't get all the flour out of it.

Me, Joe Boot, the highwayman.

Who'd have figured that?

I knew my luck was pretty slim, prospecting for gold,

but this?

The stage leaves globe

and takes a shortcut through Cane Springs Canyon.

Better check our hardware.

What?

The guns!

Hey, easy with that thing!

Put your mask on.

We better get down to that road.

Stagecoaches are usually late, but you never can tell.

Come on.

[Coughs]

[Coughs]

[Coughs]

This mask is getting hot.

That stage might be another hour getting here.

Leave it on.

Why?

Because you're supposed to, that's why.

They got rules about robbing a stage?

For heaven's sake, Joe,

you're just supposed to leave it on.

[Horses approaching]

Listen.

Ready?

Pearl? I think we ought to talk this thing over a little more.

Let's go.

[Whistles, shouts]

[Driver] Come on!

[Gunshot]

All right, fella. Throw it on down.

Throw what down?

The box.

What box?

Now, don't rile me up, fella.

Just throw that money box on down.

This state ain't hauled no gold for eight years.

Railroad does all that.

Railroad?

Yeah.

All right, everybody out. You watch him.

Give me your hat.

Empty your pockets into it.

[Coins jingle]

Um...

All right, all right.

Okay.

A dollar a piece for you

for your bed and your supper when you get in.

Now vamoose.

On! Vamoose!

[Whistles, shouts]

We did it, Joe! We did it!

[Laughs]

Yeah, we sure did.

Whoa.

Desert.

Ain't nothing here but rocks and sand and us.

Better rest the horses and eat something.

Whoa. Whoa.

Here, open these.

Beans? I don't like beans.

Well, you just have to 'cause that's all I brought.

Well, why beans?

That's all the James brothers lived on when they were on the run,

and what's good enough for the James brothers

is good enough for me.

Well, I'll start a fire.

No, we can't risk a fire. We're too close to the canyon.

You mean we got to eat cold beans?

They're not gonna kill you.

You wanna bet?

Hey, how much did we get, anyway?

I forgot to count.

We got 300...

320, 340, 350, 400.

And...

30 and--

a "vote for McKinley" button.

I'll bet you that four flushing dude pushed this off on us.

$430.

I ain't seen that much money all in one piece my whole life.

What you gonna do with your half?

Go to Ohio and see your Ma?

Gonna give it all back.

What?

Well, of course.

You don't think I'm a thief, do you?

You mean we...

I held that gun and...

Give it back?

Why, I just wanted to prove I could do it.

I think I'm the only woman who ever robbed a stagecoach.

Me, Pearl Hart.

You mean you drug me in on this for a prank?

It is not a prank, Joe.

It's very important to me.

I've been thinking about it for years.

Of all the hair-brained, muddle-headed,

Tom fool schemes I've been roped into,

this one takes the blue ribbon.

[Scoffs]

Here.

Joe.

Come on, now. Don't be angry.

We didn't do anything wrong, not really.

You try telling that to that sheriff

when that posse catches up with us.

Try telling him we was gonna mail the money back,

it was all just a joke.

It was not a joke.

And the posse isn't gonna catch up with us

'cause I got it all figured out.

I'm gonna throw them off our tracks

by doubling back and forth across the trail.

Now that's the way--

I know.

That's the way the James boys did it.

Black Bart. You see, he always used--

oh, never mind.

What about back there, with them funny-looking rocks?

We could bed down there for the night.

Better keep as much distance as we can

between us and the canyon before nightfall.

Let's move.

It sure does seem to me like we've been through here before.

No. No, we're headed south, I'm sure of it.

We'll camp here.

It's about time.

Oh, no!

Them funny-looking rocks.

We're right back where we started from.

We've been going around in circles.

I guess I got mixed up.

Mixed up.

Joe? Do you realize there hasn't been

a stagecoach robbery in ten years?

You know, the one I pulled, I was just thinking,

maybe it might even be the very last one.

It is for me, you can bet your boots.

Boy, am I hungry.

But not for beans.

I wonder whatever happened to Calamity Jane?

I haven't read about her in a year.

Used to read about her all the time.

I even saw her once.

She wore real fancy buckskins and a shiny gun on each hip,

and she had a hawkeyed expression

that was really something to see.

I pity the poor dude married to something like that.

She wasn't married.

That figures.

Joe? Joe, look over there.

There's something over there, looking at us.

Where?

Over there, see? Next to that bush?

It's a rabbit.

Easy, little cotton-tail.

Come on to supper.

I got him!

Yeah.

I love rabbit.

That sure was a lucky shot.

If you hadn't seen his eyes...

They're such sad little eyes.

Here. Ugh. I couldn't touch it.

For the love of Pete, why?

I keep remembering his sad, little eyes.

His soft, gray fur.

Maybe he was a she.

Maybe he was even a mother.

I couldn't touch that.

[Chickens clucking]

Do you hear what I hear?

Yeah. Chickens.

I'm hungry.

Well, so am I.

[Brush crunching]

Now eggs I could eat.

So could I.

You wait here.

No, we just go on in and buy some.

And what if that sheriff's been by here

and told that farmer about two highwaymen?

I'm still going with you. I'm your partner, you know.

Well, you watch the horses, partner.

[Dog barking]

Martha? Get my gun,

I bet it's that hawk again.

Scared him off, did you, Pete?

Good dog.

It ain't no use. That dog won't let me

within a mile of that hen house.

I'll try.

It's gonna tear you to pieces.

Animals like me.

Hi, nice puppy.

[Whimpers]

Hi, sweet baby.

Well, hi there.

You've got a beautiful farm.

It's just gorgeous, and I wanted to say hello to your chickens.

Could I say hello to your chickens?

I'll see you in a minute. Be right back.

That's a nice doggie.

That's a sweet boy.

Okay.

Bye-bye, nice puppy.

[Dog barks]

You there! Stop!

[Dog barking] Oh, no!

Come on!

I was just a-going for you, Sheriff.

A chicken poacher just snuck into my yard

we're looking for two highwaymen,

robbed the stage out of globe Wednesday morning.

You seen any strangers round here?

Just that chicken poacher. You'll catch him if you hurry.

He took off toward the valley.

We got to find those highwaymen.

We ain't got no time for poachers right now.

Well, now, you lookie here, Sheriff.

I know my rights, and I'm telling you

he ain't too far away.

All right. All right, we can ride that way, I guess.

Let's go.

Aw, fine.

This is just fine.

We got no food.

We're lost.

And sitting out here in this pouring down rain.

I'm sorry, Joe.

Nothing like this ever happened in those books I read.

I didn't know this was going to happen.

Oh, it's all right, Pearl.

Somehow, I'll get us out of this.

We'll give that money back

and nobody will be any the wiser.

But, from now on, I'm giving the orders.

Yes, Joe.

And-- and what I say--

[sneezes]

Are you catching a cold?

No, I'm going to skip that

and go straight into pneumonia.

Joe, what a beautiful stream.

We might as well fill up the canteens.

I'm going to take a bath.

A what?

What with all that grime and sand on me, I feel dirty.

Pearl, how can you think of taking a bath

when we got a posse breathing down our necks?

You just go over there by those trees and keep a lookout, Joe.

With your head turned that way.

Go on.

Hurry it up, will you, Pearl?

The water is wonderful, Joe.

Hey, Pearl!

It's the posse!

Get out of there!

Oh, no. Not like this.

Quick, get dressed.

We better get riding.

Joe, turn around.

I dropped it.

Come on. Let's get out of here!

We ain't got a chance against three men.

We gotta give up.

Well, if you have to, wave a white handkerchief.

I ain't got no white handkerchief.

Then turn around again.

[Bullet ricochets]

[Gunshots]

Hold it.

Where's the other one?

She'll be right out, as soon as she gets on her flag of truce.

She?

Get their horses.

Shame on a young girl like you being a chicken thief.

A what?

I guess it's what we are, Pearl. Chicken thieves.

I'm not a chicken thief.

Sure we are, honey. Admit it.

I'm a road agent.

Don't Josh the sheriff, Pearl.

We are highwaymen.

[Joe] Pearl...

We robbed the stagecoach out of globe.

You?

You two were the agents who took more than $450

off that stage?

It was only $430--

I'll bet you that dude lied about that.

Want me put my hands up?

Put your hands up.

All right, mount up.

[Grunts]

All right, you can put your hands down, now.

Just who are you, young lady?

My name is Pearl Hart,

I'm the Arizona bandit.

And you?

Bell star.

You two follow me.

Pearl Hart and Joe Boot were tried and sent to yuma prison,

but the place wasn't equipped for female prisoners,

and Pearl was finally released.

He never saw Joe again because she traveled around

with a show billed as "the Arizona Bandit."

Then, a year later, she vanished from the scene,

never to be heard of again.