All language subtitles for S3E4 - The Posse

You're like men killing
a rabbit with clubs.

The more it squeals and runs,
the harder you beat at it.

I want you to think.

Lookin' for something,
mister?

Now, I suggest you point that
gun at me, or someplace else.

One of the two.

No- no hard feelings,

I was taking a nap
over there in the grass.

You kind of startled me.

Wonder if you could point out
the best trail to me?

Understand the old trail to
santa fe goes through here.

Ah, you come a long way?
That's right.

Ah, guess you passed through
town back there a bit?

No, I came in from the north.

Ah, getting kind of late.

You ought to bed down
right here.

You'd miss that old trail
in the dark.

This here is wild grass.

Won't find no better feed
for your animal in 100 miles.

That old pinto of mine,
he won't eat nothing else.

I ran into a bunch of
horsemen about 12 miles back.

Headin' this way?
Possibly, why?

Bunch of my friends, I've been
trying to join up with 'em.

Say, you ain't got some idea
they're looking for me?

Well, the possibility
had occurred to me.

Ha, I guess that ought to
change your mind, huh?

I'll give you a hand setting
up camp while I wait for them.

You got the makings, I sure
would like some hot java.

You'll find dry wood
under the tree there.

Look, just 'cause
two strangers meet,

They don't got to be
suspicious of each other.

Now, I gave you my gun.
Offered to help with your stuff.

Look, I'm trying to maybe
make a friend, that's all.

Is... Is there something
wrong with that?

I'll go build a fire.

Ha, only got two hands.
Just put it up under the tree.

Hah, that's mighty good
trail chow.

Lucky I run into you.

Yes, siree.
Mighty lucky.

Truth is, I planned it
just this way.

Well, I figured if
I helped you with your gear,

You'd furnish the grub.

I was mighty hungry.

'course, being hungry ain't
nothing new to me.

Been riding sort of
a bad luck trail all my life.

Kicked around by folks.
Cheated.

Listen.

Hm. Posse.

Figured they'd make it
before dark.

I guess I should've
told you something.

I killed a man and woman
this morning.

That's what I'm really
waiting here for.

I wanted to give myself up.

Well, why were you so anxious
to keep me here?

Well, I figured you'd keep 'em
from stringing me up.

They're riding kind of excited.

All right, mister,
who are you?

My name's paladin.

Help! Mckay! Sheriff!
Grab him!

Dobie. You better freeze,
cowboy.

He killed the willis family.

Trailed him in from the south,
but he got the drop on me.

Now, that is so obviously
a lie, I...

Shut up.
Somebody untie dobie.

Funny thing, dobie.

We was half-way
looking for you.

I always get the blame,
don't I?

Better grab his gun.

Drop the carbine,
cowboy.

You got a badge on that vest.
You in charge of this...?

You been told to shut up,
ain't you?

You better drop
your gun belt, mister.

Folks here
a little excited.

You'll get your chance
to talk, I promise you.

.4440.

His carbine's the same caliber
that killed the willises.

Well, that's just fine,
except that's not my gun...

I warned you!

Hold it, curley!

Hold on nothing!
Look what he did to me!

Hold it,
you gonna kill him!

Well, ain't that what
we come out here for?

That's enough, curley.

Mckay, curley, all of you.

This is a legal posse, you hear?
And it's gonna be run that way.

Sure, sheriff,
we understand that.

You better tie him up.

If that's all right
with you?

Well, might as well
play it safe.

We're gonna
string him up, ain't we?

Don't know, dobie. That
depends on what you got on him.

Drag him up under that tree. Mckay?

We're just gonna ask him
a few questions. Right again?

Right.

As long as we don't
make no mistakes.

Well, that's what
I'm here for.

See that you don't.

All right, dobie.
Go ahead.

Well, I was
coming in from the south,

Stopped to water my horse
at the willis's place.

Found him and his wife dead.

He used a knife on 'em
before he shot 'em.

Yeah, we seen 'em,
too.

He made 'em tell where
they hid their money.

Ought to do the same to him.

Yeah, or worse.

You can drop
that kind of talk.

How come you didn't ride
straight into town, dobie?

Well, you know me,
sheriff.

Yeah, I know you.
That's why I'm asking questions.

Well, simple as
'tato pie,

I saw his tracks
and I followed him.

I knew you folks
would get a posse up.

I didn't want him to
get out of the county.

Good thinking, dobie.

Dobie always was
a foxy one.

Ha! So foxy, we started out
looking for him.

Our mistake, dobie.

Well, like I say,
I would've had him, too.

But he got the drop on me.

Just look at him, there,
sitting. Watching us.

Why don't you admit it
to 'em, like you did to me?

I promised you a chance
to talk, mister.

You better take it
while you can.

Why'd you kill
the willises?

Guilty until proven innocent?
That it, sheriff?

I'll close that
smart mouth of his!

Curley!

There'll be plenty of
time for that.

Where's his gear?

Right over there.

Go through it, curley.

Just like we figured.

Part of old willis's savings.

Five or six hundred dollars.

Where'd you hide
the rest of it?

Would you like me
to give you

The name of the bank
I drew that money out of?

Or is fact admissible, according
to your rules of evidence?

Shut up!

The prosecutor has
an objection, sheriff.

Sustained or overruled?

That kind of talk ain't
gonna help you, mister.

What is gonna help me?
A false confession?

I know ways
of making him talk.

We ought to take him into
town. Give him a fair hearing.

We ain't got time for that. Cattle buyer's
waiting, and we all got cattle to move.

We ain't on salary
like you, sheriff.

Let's do what we got to do.

Hey, maybe this'll help us
make up our minds.

All right, perc.

Gunman.
Figures, don't it?

Take a cold-blooded killer to
do what he did to the willises.

An innocent man would be
begging now, mister.

So would a guilty one.

You ever see men armed
with clubs go after a rabbit?

What do you mean?

The more the rabbit runs and screams and
tries to get away, the harder they beat at it.

No, I'd rather give this gathering
a chance to do some thinking.

There's two sides
to everything, mister.

We'd like to hear yours.
Ain't that right, mckay?

There any more of
that coffee left?

Yes, sir, mr. Mckay.

Tuck that loose end away. The last
one you made nearly didn't do the job.

Hey, that's right...

Second time in two years
you went and caught a killer.

That's okay, I ain't
looking for no credit.

Ain't you, now?

That's a laugh. You'll be
bragging all over town tonight.

'bout ready?

We better hurry this up.

I don't like
this way of doing it.

Well, I ain't moving
into town.

We'd have the same men
on the jury there.

There's a difference.

He's just got you nervous.

If he was down on his knees,
crying and begging,

This whole thing
would go faster.

Wise words, sheriff.

A good lynching needs
tears and screams and terror.

The more excitement,
the less thinking.

Big talk for a killer.

The ideal victim is mentally
or emotionally ill.

'course, the professional hangman
will get the first chance at him.

Lynchers have to be content with people
that are merely a little bit different.

Little people, the weaker
they are the better.

We have to listen to him?

You shut up, too!

I'm running this.

And in anger, our lips
shall form the truth.

Erodius, the second essay.

Be better if she
was waxed.

Mister, please.

Haven't you got
something to say?

Not to you, sheriff.

Only to the man who admits
he's in charge here.

And only when he's
ready to listen.

Let's get this thing over with.
Ain't got all day.

Hold on!

Here, let me do it.

I thought you were gonna
be more trouble.

Look, mister, we got a
bottle. You want a drink?

Well, for luck,
kinda.

Ready, mr. Mckay.

All right, sheriff,
have him speak his peace.

He said he wants you
to ask him, mckay.

He wants to make sure
you're listening.

Maybe he should know
a few things about us.

Mister, it wasn't easy
opening up this land of ours.

First week I was here, somebody
poisoned my watering hole,

And I got a boy buried
on my place to prove it.

After we cleaned out the
mountain cats to save our stock,

There was the indians,
and then the outlaws.

And it wasn't the law
that done that.

Lot of hard work.

Sweat. A few guns.

Couple of ropes.

If you think we're gonna
turn all this over

To somebody that's too weak or
lazy to make a go at ranching,

You're mistaken.

Sheriff's got a gun.

And if he's man enough to
carry on what we've started,

I'll be more than glad
to turn it over to him.

I ain't got no quarrel
with you, mckay.

That's why we got more faith
in trees than courthouses.

You understand?

I understand, mckay. This
is your apology to yourself.

You got wax in your ears?

I'm saying we're good people
doing what we got to do.

What we do is good.

And his third essay,
erodius said,

"we can contend with the evil
that men do in the name of evil,

"but heaven protect us from what
they do in the name of good."

Let's string him up!

Let's quit wasting time.
Everybody settle down!

I'm accusing you
of killing the willises.

Are you asking me
for a statement?

All right.

I am. Go ahead, man.

Speak up.

Thank you.

Now, what were you doing
when I rode up?

Hiding the money?

That won't work. He overheard
you started out looking for me.

And why they started out looking
for you, I'd like to know.

You must have a very
interesting reputation.

You say this is
a crafty man?

That a good word for him?
Crafty?

Is he the kind of a man
who'd fight,

Or would he run?

Would he shift the blame
to somebody else?

That's dobie,
alright.

We all know what kind
of a man dobie is.

Right now, we're
interested in you.

If you can see through your anger,
the signs are all around you.

Take a look at that gun
in my holster.

Hand-crafted.
Balanced. Polished.

Would a man who carries a weapon like
that also carry a rusty old carbine?

That fire you heated
your coffee on.

Would a murderer stop to camp
only a few miles from his crime?

And most important of all, did
you think to backtrack my trail?

Which way did
the hoof prints lead?

You think we're stupid?
We already done that.

This here animal
came in from the south.

That's not my horse.

I'm glad to hear you say that.

'cause that horse was stolen
from perc three days ago.

And we swing 'em for
horse stealing, too.

Well, match my blanket and the saddle
to the sweat marks on that horse.

And see if they match.

Where's his saddle?

You admit that
this is your saddle?

Tell you in five seconds
which horse he rode in on.

Mount him up.

Get the leg over.

Let her go!

Hyah!

Get him, curley!

You gotta hold the hammer back.
The spring's broke!

Get up here and fire it!

Mckay!

hyah!

How come dobie knows that?

Looks like we nearly
hung the wrong man.

Hold him here.
Get some slack.

I hope they catch him,
mckay.

'cause when they
bring him back,

I wanna see what
you got to say to him.

Untie him.
He's innocent.

It was dobie, like we
thought in the first place.

Figured you had
enough of this place.

So I saddled up
your horse for you.

It was our mistake,
mr. Paladin.

We had no way of...

I was heading for santa fe.

You point out
the old trail to me?

Sure. Ride southeast
about three miles.

Turn off at the first arroyo.
You can't miss it.

mister, help me!

And dobie o'brien?

Mister, help me!

Please, mister,
you know how it feels!

You found out what kind
of a man I am, mr. Paladin.

I guess it all depends on whether or
not mckay learned a lesson from this.

I'm sorry about you.

Just you remember,
what you do here today,

You'll live with
the rest of your life.

Help me!

Please, mister,
you know how it feels!

whoa, boy. Whoa.

Get him up there.

Hyah!

Heaven help us from what
men do in the name of good.