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They should be able to read that.

Still aiming at keeping us hold up, aye?

That's what it says.

Well, you know it isn't legal, don't you?

Folks have been bringing their stock through here for years.

It just isn't right.

Well, this says it is right.

Now get out of here.

Ms. Ann, you've been at this lion shack long enough.

Don't you think you ought to go back to the ranch?

I'm staying here until we get those horses through,

and that's final.

Oh, here comes Deacon.

The pass is still closed.

How are the provisions holding out, Colonel?

Oh, swell, we've got plenty.

You mean we have just about enough to last a day or two, is that it?

Well, that is, if we don't go back for seconds.

There must be some way to get our stock through that pass.

How about seeing the sheriff again?

He ought to be able to think up some kind of a law

to make Oliver tear that fence down.

Wait a minute, you know better than that.

You know the sheriff, he's just like everybody else.

He doesn't want to take on any more trouble than he has to.

What do you suppose gets into men like Oliver?

Just plain, ordinary meanness?

And greed.

He's the kind of man that isn't satisfied with a piece of the pie.

He wants the whole chuck wagon and, speaking about pie...

Don't! We can't even afford to think of luxury.

Yes, it's a mighty, nice country around here, Lucky.

I think I'm going to like it.

I'd like it a lot better if I had something to eat.

How about settling for a little water? -Thanks.

Say, how much further is it to this new ranch of yours?

Well, according to Oliver, it should be in this next canyon,

right in the back of that range.

You know, it's a funny thing?

Huh? What's that?

You've never seen your stepdad before.

Oh.

Oh, I never thought much about him until I got this.

How come you never met him?

He married my mother after I left home.

That was back in Clark County,

and then after she died,

well, he wandered on out here.

He sounds like a mighty nice fellow, giving you half of his net ranch.

Well, I hope so.

There still might be a catch to it.

[gun shots].

Did you see him, Lucky? -No.

What's more, I'm not curious.

Let's get out of here before the rain gets good.

Is that them? -It could be, I never saw him before.

It looks like we ran smack into the middle of a war.

And I'm a peaceful man.

I suggest we take the scenic route.

It must be a couple of Oliver's men.

What are we waiting for?

Here they come. Head for the rocks.

They went into those rocks!

I'd sure like to know what they're shooting at us for.

Do they have to have a reason?

According to the law, yes, and I'm going to find out what it is.

Oh.

First, let's hide these horses, then I'll tell you.

[gun shots].

That's it, boys, let's surround them

[gun shots].

Take it easy, my friend. Don't try to warn your buddies.

Hey, what is this?

You got an open season on strangers,

or are you and your pals just playing gun happy?

Get him up before I drill you full of holes.

Get his guns, Deac.

Hey!

Come on.

A nice neighborly country you got around here.

I met two different parties today, and both of them have been throwing lead.

Oliver's men have got orders to shoot on sight.

Naturally, we feel the same about them.

What's that got to do with me? -Well, you're an Oliver man, aren't you?

Mister, I wouldn't know the man, Oliver, if I fell over him.

My friend and I were out riding, looking for a job.

I thought we might tie up with some outfit around here.

He must be telling the truth, Colonel.

I've never seen anyone like him around here.

Is that good or bad?

Give him back his guns, Deacon, and go call off the boys.

Tell them in the future to be more careful of what they're shooting at.

I'm sorry my men caused all this trouble.

Well, now, miss,

seeing as how they're such poor shots, I'll overlook it this time.

You're very kind.

Colonel, you told me you could use a few extra men,

at least, until we get through that pass.

Can you handle those six guns,

or do you just wear them to keep your balance?

I get by.

That other fellow doesn't want to give himself up.

He thinks it's a trap.

[whistling].

That'll fetch him.

Well, are we hired?

If that's what she wants, she's the boss.

Come on, Deac.

This is my friend Lucky Hayden.

As long as you're going to work for me, we might as well become acquainted.

I'm Ann Green.

These are my foremen, Colonel Pat Higgins and Deacon Hall.

Did you say work? -That's right.

For the little lady here, who, incidentally, I haven't met formally.

Well, pardon my manners.

This is Miss... It is miss, isn't it?

This is Ms. Green, and this is Shamrock Ellison.

It's an honor.

You know, we've worked for a lot of many nice people in our day,

but we've never worked for anyone prettier.

Have you ever done any detective work?

I... -I can't say that I have,

but I'm willing to try anything once.

Oh, come along, I'll tell you about it.

Have you ever done any detective work?

Well, I can't say that I have, but I'll try anything once.

God bless my soul.

Your deal.

It's the Brady boys.

Hello, Ed. -Hello.

Tom? -Hello.

I just dropped in to have a little chat with you, Mr. Oliver.

By the way, how is the old codger?

Taking it easy in his private quarters.

Well, we've come to see you about looking for some more gunslingers

to help us hold that pass.

More?

Yes, we heard the Green outfit put on two more new men yesterday.

It looks like they're fixing to give us a real war.

They might even watch the pass one of these nights.

Let them try.

That woman can't do anything in the few days she has left.

I don't know about that.

I'd sure hate to lose getting that land.

It's one of the best grazing sections in the state.

All right, I'll put more men on.

When will they get paid? End of the week?

By that time, we'll have enough cash to buy up every man in the country.

Aye, Ed?

[laughter].

Some barricade, isn't it, Lucky?

Yes, it looks like your stepdaddy is a mean old man.

Oh, about this stepdaddy of mine,

let's keep that under our hats for a while, shall we?

I'd like to size up this left-handed kin of mine

and maybe get his side of the story, too.

Anything you say.

It's strangers to me. -Yes, I've never seen them before.

If it's the law, remember who you are.

If it's not, I'll take care of them myself.

Hold it, you two!

What are you snooping around here for?

We're looking for Henry Oliver.

Is this his place?

He rode into town, and if you take my advice,

you'll ride off someplace, too.

Thanks, friend.

Your stepdaddy must have changed his mind about you.

I can sense they weren't expecting the prodigal son.

They'll be looking for the old man in town.

You two better drift on down there

and try to find what kind of a game those strangers are playing.

All right.

Well, gentlemen, what will it be? -Spanish steak smothered with onions.

Lots of onions, keep the pretty girls away from us.

Well, sit right over there,

and I'll have them for you in a few minutes.

Don't bother to cook them. Just bring them in and warm them up a bit.

Oh, see, Barki? -Yes?

Does the man by the name of Oliver ever come in here?

Almost every night.

Well, if he shows up tonight, point him out to me, will you?

Sure.

Have you heard from the new men? -Not a word.

I don't trust those two boys,

in spite of their nice clothes and fine manners.

Well, let's ride into town and talk to the sheriff.

Maybe he can tell us something about them. -I haven't eaten yet.

Oh, that can wait.

I'm going with you. -You're what?

Saddle my horse, and I'll be right out.

Two.

Three.

Ed wants to know what their game is.

From the looks of that one, I'd say it was poker.

Hey, what's the matter? -This deck doesn't have any picture cards.

Three ladies.

Well, count me out. I've had enough.

It looks like I'm going to play some cards.

It'd be a shame to have him blow out of town with all that money.

Evening, fellows, open game? -Open game.

Mind if I sit here? -Help yourself.

It looks like you're making a killing. -Oh, just passing the time.

Give me 500.

Can I bring you a drink, Mr. Oliver?

Yes, the usual.

Aces up. -That's good.

Thank you, boys.

Let's go in the back.

I'll bet 250.

Make it 300.

It's all yours.

What kind of a gambler are you passing up for if you can't...

I had a hunch you knew my hand.

Are you accusing me of cheating you b...

[gun shots].

Stay where you are, everybody.

Follow me.

This way, Shamrock.

What's going on in here?

A couple of strangers killed Oliver in the card game.

Where are they? -They beat it out the back way.

That's them, Sheriff, looks like they're with the Brady boys.

I want every available man to join me in a posse.

Meet me at my office in five minutes.

There go your two new cow hands, Ms. Ann.

Are you sure? -I'd recognize an Indian outfit anywhere.

What's more, do you see who they're riding with?

The Brady boys.

The toughest bunch that I've seen since Tombstone.

Come along. We're wasting time.

It appears that those two fine gentlemen are up to no good.

Please, Colonel, haven't I got enough trouble?

For goodness sake, grandpa, put that gun away

and come eat your dinner before it gets cold.

The sheriff just stepped out, doing a little job.

I don't know when he'll be back.

I know, what I really came to find out,

could you tell me where I could find Mr. Lane?

The gentleman who's buying up livestock for the US Army?

No, I couldn't tell you where you could find him right now,

but I can tell you where you could find him tomorrow morning.

Where? -Here.

He's setting up temporary quarters in this office with the sheriff.

Oh, thanks. We'll be back in the morning.

We better see if we can find space in the hotel.

It's all the same to you, Ms. Ann. I'll bunk me down in the livery stable.

It's more like the comforts of home.

Maybe you don't know it, pal,

but that fellow you shot in the saloon was Oliver.

Oliver?

You mean I shot your stepdad?

All right, you two, it's time to go.

Gee, I'm sorry, Shamrock. I didn't know.

I saw him cheating and going for his gun.

I'm not blaming you. We'll talk about it later.

Holy jumbled up.

They must have cut over the hill to the Brady ranch, back away.

[knocking].

Oh, it's you, Sheriff. Come on in.

What's up?

We want the two strangers you're hiding here.

You've got the advantage on me, Sheriff. I don't know what you're talking about.

The two men that shot Oliver were seen riding out of town

with you and your brother.

Well, it must have been four other guys. I left town over three hours ago.

I've been trying to get some sleep here till you came along.

Go ahead and look around if it'll make you feel any better.

Scatter the men, see what you can find,

and check the corral.

See if any of those horses have been ridden to a leather.

Well, I'm mighty sorry, boys,

but I guess somebody must have been throwing me a false lead.

Oh, that's all right, Sheriff. Always glad to oblige.

Thanks, good night. -Good night.

Hey, Tom. Go get those guys out of the storm cellar.

They must be crowded and cramped up.

All right, boys, search them.

You boys cooked up a bout of a fancy little scheme

that I've ever heard of.

I couldn't have done better myself.

You're way ahead of us, friend. -That's right.

Ed Brady makes it his business to always keep ahead of everybody else.

What have you got us on the griddle for? We've got no beef with you.

I thought if I had any sense, I'd have turned you two

over to the sheriff.

We shot Oliver in self-defense, and you know it.

Sure, I know it,

but what do you think it would look like if you boys went to trial?

There isn't a judge or jury in the state that wouldn't believe

that you didn't kill your own stepdaddy just to hog his whole estate.

We didn't know it was Oliver. -Oh, come now.

You boys expect me to believe that a man doesn't even know his own stepdaddy?

Let me tell you... -Yes, we get your point, mister.

What's on your mind?

Just this.

I've done you, boys, a little favor tonight.

Now you're going to do one for me.

I happen to know that, Ann Green...

But Mr. Lane, there must be someway.

I'm sorry, Ms. Green, but I can't extend the time.

I've got to close shop and head back east tomorrow at noon.

If you can't have your stock at the siding by then,

I just can't do business with you.

Are you sure there's no other way you can get those horses through?

Oh, we could bring them around by Horseshoe Bend,

but that would take two weeks, and you heard what Mr. Lane said.

See, I've got an idea.

Now that Oliver is dead, wouldn't that make a difference?

He's right.

If he's not alive, how can he keep the pass closed?

Golly! I think you've got something there.

We can knock that fence down

and get the herd into town by dawn tomorrow.

Would you back us up in that? -I certainly will.

I don't see that you're breaking any law. -Oh, Colonel, you're wonderful.

Oh, how about me? -Oh.

I'll be seeing you tomorrow morning, Mr. Lane.

All right, men, tear it down.

[gun shots].

Clear out of there, pronto!

We've got a legal right to tear this barricade down.

The sheriff's orders.

I'm working for Bradys.

Brady's orders are that nobody goes through.

I'm giving you just 30 seconds to clear out of there, or we'll open fire.

We better be getting you out of here, Ms. Ann.

No, we'll stay and fight!

Make up your mind down there. Are you fighting or clearing out?

I can't fight when there are women around. Ms. Ann, you better go!

And lose my ranch? Don't be silly!

[gun shots].

Take your gun, Deacon. Now get over here.

The cool girl can get herself killed that way.

Stop! Ann, cease fire!

Brady says not to shoot unless you have to.

Well, they opened fire on us first.

I'll handle it.

That was a fool thing to do.

You!

You're even worse than Oliver and Brady, and all the rest of them put together.

This is not getting us any place, Ms. Ann. Come on, men.

Ride back a ways with them and see if they get out safely,

and while you're about it, try to square us.

Where are you going?

I'm going to ride around Oliver's place and see if I can find out where I stand.

See you later.

I'll ride along with you to see that you don't get any ideas.

You're a good man, Pete, my boy.

Hold down the fort.

I wonder what Ellison is up to riding off by himself.

Why don't you find out?

I think I will.

My horse has gone lame. Do you mind if I take a look?

No, go ahead.

I've been waiting for a chance to talk to you, Ms. Green.

Shamrock and I are on your side.

Well, Mr. Hayden, that's so sweet of you.

It's important that you get your horses through, isn't it?

That's my business.

If you tell us how much time you've got, maybe we can help you.

Mr. Brady would like to know that, wouldn't he?

Please, Ms. Green, I'm serious.

I don't need your help.

Maybe you don't.

One thing you don't know is that no-good crook

was Shamrock's stepdaddy.

The Oliver place now belongs to Shamrock. All he's got to do is prove it.

Clean up that dirty, messy stuff that he left behind.

Okay, Ms. Ann.

Fred, ride into town and get the sheriff. Let's take this killer to the lion shack.

Don't go for the sheriff! - What?

This man is no killer. He was trying to help us.

You go for the sheriff, like we said! -And I said you stay with us!

You've got us into enough trouble this afternoon, young lady,

and now you're being taken in by a slick trap,

and we're not going to let you do it.

For the last time, get going!

You're fired! The both of you.

I'd like to take you across my knee.

If you were my daughter and not my boss, I'd do it too!

Pick him up, boys, and throw him on that horse!

You get up here and get on your horse,

or I'll do to you what he said he'd like to do.

You know that we're doing this for your best good.

Well, sure we are!

Bring him inside, George.

Ms. Ann, don't get any foolish notions about untying him.

He'll get a fair trial

and let the law decide how true that yarn is that he told you.

I'll be good, Colonel, I promise.

Deac, get your horse and bring him back.

Jim, you go along with Deac and give him a hand.

Hold it!

I'll be seeing you.

Not if I shoot you first.

Oh!

What have you got?

Four Jacks.

Four 6s.

That's only 20. -All right, you're good.

Peel the cards.

Is this a closed game, or can anyone get in?

On your feet, boys.

I hate to put you in just any unnecessary trouble,

but I want you to tie him up.

Go on, hurry it up.

You'll have to do better than that, boys. I'm in a hurry.

Easy now. Easy, old timer.

Everything is going to be all right.

Who are you?

Henry Oliver.

Henry Oliver?

What about that other fellow who said he was you?

That must have been Knowlton.

Well, how come everyone in town thought he was Oliver?

Well, they've never seen me.

The Brady gang grabbed me as I was going into town

for the first time,

but I have never seen you before.

You can't be one of the gang. -No, I'm not.

My name is Shamrock Ellison.

Natalie's boy?

Yes, that's right,

but I still can't understand why you're still alive

when they had Knowlton taking your place.

Well, the first thing we have to do

is clear out of here and get you some decent grub.

Come on and later on, we'll tell your story to the sheriff.

Can you make it? -Yes.

All right.

Here we go.

You tried too hard to shake people, mister.

I figured you'd be up to something like this.

Oh, there never was any $35,000.

Hey, Mr. Oliver.

Well, at least we won't have to worry about that anymore.

Well, Tom, I guess we'll just have to be satisfied

with this place and the Green ranch.

You'll never get away with a grab like that.

You don't know it, mister, but before your pal

killed the guy that was supposed to be him,

we got ourselves a will made out, leaving everything to me.

It's a forged job, but it'll hold up.

Oh, what's the use of telling him all our business, Ed?

Let's get him out of here and get it over with.

All right, start walking.

I'm going to let you two dig your own grave.

Where is Shamrock?

Where is Shamrock? -Brady's got him out the back.

Come on, get a move on. We haven't got all night.

That'll be deep enough.

All right, Thomas, get it over with.

Step over there.

You take the old one.

I want the bright boy for myself.

[gun shots].

The horses are this way. -What about Ann Green?

She didn't tell me herself,

but I overheard a couple of her boys talking.

They have to get the horses into town by noon.

It's almost dawn, and that doesn't give us much time.

Who is this? -I'll tell you later.

Let's go.

As soon as you wrap the sheriff out of bed,

tell him the story, and then have him send us some help.

We've got to get moving.

[knocking].

Hey, you got a match?

I still don't know why you're using dynamite.

I probably could have pulled that out with my horse.

Listen, this is quick and sure.

[boom].

Dig out. We're going through.

[gun shots].

Hey!

Come on, now. Whoa!

Come on, guys.

All here?

Yes, we are here already.

Boys, we're going to pick up the Brady clan.

[gun shots].

Come on now!

[gun shots].

It's the Brady boys.

You take the herd on in. I'll handle them.

Ah!

It looks like Ellison is making a run for it.

Let's go after him. You boys go and get the herd.

Take care of his partner.

Yes!

Those two crooks just stole our herd. -What two crooks?

Shamrock and Lucky.

How long ago? -About an hour.

We've got to get in town and get the sheriff.

Come on! Whoa!

Come on, herd!

Brady and his men are right behind. -Go get them, boys.

Where is Shamrock?

The last time I saw him, he was acting as a decoy for Tom and Ed Brady.

I'd better go and see how he's doing.

Here is one of them, Sheriff. The other one is back there aways.

So, what are you doing here?

You're supposed to be driving the herd back to town.

Well, I was worried about you, they can wait.

That's what you think.

There you are, gentlemen.

It's been a pleasure doing business with you.

Thank you, sir.

Don't you sign a thing, Mr. Lane.

These two sidewinders are selling you a stolen herd and I can prove it.

Well, Ms. Ann, I didn't know those horses were stolen.

Shut up, you!

Mr. Lane, these men...

What was that?

Lucky is right, Ms. Ann.

We don't like to deal with stolen property.

What's all this?

Ms. Green, if you can't give a legal title to these horses,

that bill of sale is no good.

You mean...

Were these two gentlemen selling my horses for me?

Sure, that's right.

I tell you what, Ms. Ann,

if you were to tie it with my stepdad and myself,

we would have the finest breed of cattle in this county.

Excuse me.

In that case, Ms. Ann,

you're going to need someone like me to look after your interests.

Well, in that case,

the only thing left for me to do is to marry this young lady.

I'll drive you clear out of the territory. -Oh, yes?

I'll break every bone in your body into little tiny pieces!

Yes, and I'd like to see you try.

How many little pieces?

Well, I'll take every... -Whoa!

Whoa.

Whoa.