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Hold it !

Don't move or I'll burn this camp to the ground.

Wait a minute.

Listen to me, I'm your friend.

Let them take Quito for now.

They wanna make a fight of it so they can kill you all.

I promise you there'll be a fair trial.

I'll see to that.

And there's your fair trial.

All over and done with.

"Colt .45"

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From the entertainment capital of the world

produced for television by Warner Brothers.

Good morning, deputy.

- My name's Colt. - So ?

I'm looking for the town marshal, Terry Wilson.

Well, he ain't here.

Well, can you tell me when he'll be back ?

That's hard to say.

What're you sellin', drummer ?

I'm a gun salesman.

Well, I don't want any.

I was thinking you might like to see them.

I'm hoping the general store will by some.

Oh, ask Jim Sloan ?

When you go over there tell him Pete Dawson sent you.

That way there's a little bit in it for everyone.

I won't need your introduction, I've done business

with the Jim Sloan before.

Thing's have changed a little bit in this town, mister..

Colt. Same name as the gun.

Terry Wilson, does he know about your introductions

to the Jim Sloan ?

Wilson don't know nothin' about nothin'.

He's been a sick man, up here.

Been that way for quite sometime.

I'm sorry to hear that.

He's still listed as US Marshal of this town.

Well, I'm head deputy until he checks out.

Then I take over complete.

His daughter Nan, is she taking care of him ?

She's the one who got him sick.

Hey, Pete.

Them Gypsies are back in town again.

Hey, you !

You didn't have enough trouble here once ?

You got a lot of stars comin' back to this town.

If you're not out of here in two minutes I'll pull you in

for horse stealin'.

We've stolen no horses.

We only come here for supplies.

My people need food and clothing.

There are the children who must be fed.

On your way foreigner.

Is there no freedom in this town ?

Perhaps it's because you do not know us.

'Get back on that wagon and vamoose. Fast !

At least let them buy some food before you send them away.

This isn't your town.

Every town's my town.

Well, just make a move towards that store, I'd like that.

Haven't you done enough already ?

Is she in the wagon ?

Nothin' I'd like any better than to throw a couple of bullets

in that brown skin of yours.

Just make a move towards that store.

We'll camp on the edge of town.

We could not survive a trip across the planes

to another, we would starve.

Starve.

What's he so fired up about ?

That's the gypsie who ran off with Nan Wilson.

Dawson had it all figured she was his girl.

This Dawson, where does he come from ?

Just roamed in, him and a couple of cronies.

He was a gunslinger, now he's reformed.

So they say.

They gypsie leader, what's his name ?

Quito. Q-U-I-T-0.

Strange kinda name, ain't it ?

Mister, everything's strange until you make an effort

to understand it.

- Hello, Mrs. Frome. - I'm sorry, Mr. Colt.

Mr. Wilson just doesn't see anyone.

He hasn't left the house in almost a year.

Sometimes he doesn't even recognize his friends.

Let me try, Mrs. Frome. Please.

Alright.

He's in there. Sitting.

Just sitting.

Hello, Terry.

It's been a long time.

As part of our promotional campaign

we're presenting one of these to

each of the US Marshals.

It's called the peace maker.

Compliments of the Colt firearms company.

Christopher Colt.

It's good to see you again.

Forgive me for being forgetful.

It happens sometimes when you get older.

You don't look a day older than when I first met you, Terry.

I won't be takin' that from you.

I've turned the town over to a deputy.

Pete Dawson.

- I know. - Give it to him.

I don't think I will.

I think I'll save it for you.

You're one of the few men who know I work for the government.

I'm really here to investigate the situation in town.

Washington got wind that something was going on

in the marshals office.

I'm all through, Chris.

I imagine you know why.

Yeah, they told me.

- And I've seen the young man... - Don't talk of him !

Don't talk of him in this house !

He's-he's not our kind.

And we're not his kind.

It's just we were here first.

I can't face the people in this town.

My daughter, Nan, runnin' away with a...

A man. Just a man.

I'd try to get to know him if I were you.

You might find out that he's not so different after all.

My daughter's dead.

When she left me I considered her dead.

She's not dead.

She's buried in your heart. But she's not dead.

I'll come back some other time, Terry.

Hello, Nan.

Chris Colt.

Are you slumming ?

Or did you come to have a gypsie tell your fortune ?

In a sense I did.

Sit down.

The charge will be a dollar.

I'll gladly pay that and more too.

If it's a good fortune.

I've learned a lot from my husbands people.

If it's a prize you do know what I see in your hand.

To begin with..

...you're not just a seller of guns.

What's the reason for the deception ?

Isn't that there too ?

I'd rather look into your future, Nan.

I don't know anything of reading palms.

But I do know a little of life.

My future's already been charted.

It's to share the destiny of my husband and his people.

I understand that.

But you can't turn your back completely

on your own people.

That was their choice, not mine.

You've been to see my father.

And only today.

How would you know that ?

We gypsies believe that the human eye carries

a reflection of a painful image quite a while after seeing it.

Suddenly I saw my father in your eyes.

Maybe not in my eyes, Nan.

Maybe in yours.

He's a sick man, he needs you.

He turned his back on me.

Maybe some of that was your fault.

Did you explain what you were about to do ?

Did you give him time to think about your decision ?

Or did you just walk out of his life quickly ?

One day he has a daughter, the next day she's gone.

To live with people who just wander.

My husbands people.

My people !

We wander because we have no place to go.

No friends. That's why we keep moving.

- We're afraid ! - What're you doing here ?

'I'm a friend.'

We have no friends among your people.

We've had to run from too many of you.

Will you please leave ?

I came to take Nan with me.

I didn't come to fight with you.

Put away the gun.

Why did you come for her ?

Did you know of this, Nan ?

I came for you too.

'I wanna take both of you to Nan's father.'

To the man who set dogs on me ?

To him you're a man who robbed him of his daughter.

The longer you stay apart the less chance there'll be

for any understanding.

It's his move to come to us.

He doesn't even know you're here.

Don't bother to tell him.

He's no more welcome here than you are.

Now, will you leave ?

Or must I have my men put you out of the camp.

I'll leave.

We caught him stealin'.

No, I paid for the food.

Why did you go into town ? I told you not to !

I was hungry.

Hung..

Hey, he's got himself a gun. Why don't you draw, gypsie ?

Then maybe I can put a hole in the other ear.

We can hang a earing in that for your funeral.

No, Quito.

He's deadly with a gun.

Why don't you leave them alone ?

Are you interfering with the law ?

What law are you talkin' about ?

It don't make no difference.

I'm the law here, and you're a bystander.

Bystanders sometimes get killed.

Especially if they get in the way of justice.

- Did you find those horse yet ? - Yeah.

He had 'em tied up with the other horses.

What horse do you speak of ?

The only horses here are ours.

Yeah ? Including the ones you stole ?

- Take him. - Pete !

Please leave us alone !

Well, what did you think was gonna happen, gypsie ?

Now, you can read fortunes.

Didn't you see in your husbands hand

that he was gonna get hung ?

Hold it !

Don't move or I'll burn this camp to the ground !

Wait a minute.

Listen to me, I'm your friend.

Let them take Quito for now.

They wanna make a fight of it so they can kill you all.

I promise you, there'll be a fair trial.

I'll see to that.

There's your fair trial.

All over and done with.

Take him.

Yeah, there's gonna be some gypsie dancin' tonight

on a rope !

- What's goin' on ? - Bringin' in a horse thief.

- One of them gypsies. - Horse thief ?

You're sure you got the good on him ? That's an hangin' offense.

Well, that's right, if the law can pin it on him.

Yeah, but the town would be pretty upset

if a horse thief went free.

Hanson'll start a brush fire unless you stop him.

Yeah, now we got no right to detain peaceful citizens.

Come on.

Go ahead, get in there.

You accuse me of stealing horses.

Which horses ? From whom did I steal them ?

I have a right no know these things.

Now, you got no rights at all !

I'm a citizen, I've got papers to prove it.

Better take it easy with him, Pete.

He ain't no ordinary horse thief.

He's a naturalized horse thief.

Well, if you lock him up here you better break out the bottle.

Looks like there'll be a lively time in town ?

Come on, gypsie.

A mob is forming in town to hang Quito.

Oh !

Chris, you gotta help us !

Mario just told us they're going to hang Quito.

Hang him ?

My husbands people are getting ready

to go after him.

That'll be a mistake.

What do you expect them to do ?

They're starved, their leader has been taken from them

like a common criminal.

They've got nothing left to do except fight.

That's what Dawson wants.

If your people move against that mob there'll be a war.

And the only one that'll win will be Dawson.

- How can you stop him ? - By law.

Pete, Dawson's the law. Who can tell him what to do ?

Your father.

Legally he's a marshal.

People believe in him once.

All he's got to do know is prove that he's still the marshal.

People will believe in him once again.

He can control that mob.

We've got to go to him.

I can't !

Don't you understand, I can't !

Not after what he's done to me.

Think of what you've done to him.

You may save your husbands life.

We're riding to bring Quito back.

No. Don't do it.

Give me sometime.

My father's the only one who can save Quito.

No one can save him now but us.

You're wrong.

You'll all be killed if you go into town.

Give me an hour. That's all I ask of you.

One hour.

We will wait. One hour.

Bigger crowd out there than I thought there'd be, Pete.

It's a big event.

- They look pretty mean. - They are mean.

Your town's threatened by a lynch mob.

'The man they're going to hang is Nan's husband.'

- Let 'em. - Don't you understand ?

If he dies she dies too because she loves him so much.

Then you'll really have something to mourn.

Where is she ? Where is Nan ?

You ran away. Why did you do that to me ?

If you'd only given Quito and me a chance.

He wanted to know you.

Be your friend, your son.

It was you how turned your back on us.

We were so close.

We can be, again.

I want that.

Maybe I was wrong running away when you became angry.

If we'd both turned to each other instead of turning away..

... wouldn't be here now, begging for my husbands life.

Welcome home, Nan.

Daddy.

This mob. What do you want me to do ?

Take charge.

'Let's burn the place down !'

Smoke 'em out !

They're gonna set the place on fire.

There's just no stoppin' 'em, is there ?

While we still got the chance

there's something I wanted to tell you.

I've been plannin' this ever since

you ran away with my girl.

Nan was never your girl.

You're a madman !

I swear, I..

I don't know what to do.

I'll let you go now th-they'll hang you.

Keep you locked up they'll burn you.

You have any preference ?

Wait.

He has to do this alone.

Aren't you going to help him ?

If I have to.

It's awful quiet.

Somebody fired a shot.

It'll pick up.

Terry Wilson's out there.

Dawson. Come on out.

What're you gonna do, Pete ?

I'm gonna go out there and talk to that old man.

What do you want ?

Your badge.

Come and get it.

I'm the law in this town, Wilson.

You're nothing.

You, you. You. You're deputies.

Clear out this office.

Colt, I'm deputizing you too. Put him in a cell.

Nobody's putting me in a jail house.

I'm running this town, me, Pete Dawson !

Anybody makes a move I put a bullet in Wilson.

That goes for you too, Colt.

You saw what came from him running this town ?

- Forget about me. - Stay where you are, Nan.

I'm running things and you better listen to me.

All of you !

Dawson, you're not fast enough to shoot twice and live.

Yeah ?

If you shoot Terry you can't make it to me.

You'll be a dead man before you get the second shot away.

- I'll see to that. - Don't move !

I said nobody moves !

None of your friends will pull you out of this on, Dawson.

You'll have to make the move all by yourself.

- Better take me first. - Chris, don't.

He's already got the draw.

You won't have a chance.

You make a play for your gun, Colt

Wilson gets it right now. In the back !

I won't move till you do.

Either way, you've got to take me first.

He's dead.

I didn't think anyone could shoot that fast.

Alright, men, clear out that office.

Release the prisoner, Chris.

Get him out of here.

Put him in here.

I want all of you to take a good look at each other.

You're a mob !

With the brain of a mob !

It was a moment of disgrace for this town.

But believe you me, it'll never happen here again.

Thank you.

Don't thank me, there's a man out there with your wife.

Thank him.

Now, go on home.

All of you.

Get out of here !

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♪ There was a man among the best ♪

♪ The fastest gun or man alive ♪

♪ A lightning bolt when he drew that Colt .45 ♪

♪ He carried the message of law and of order ♪

♪ Into a wicked land ♪

♪ With a Colt single action army revolver ♪

♪ Blazing from either hand ♪

♪ There was the right, there was the wrong ♪

♪ The gun was quick, the man was strong ♪

♪ And peace was made when they'd arrived ♪

♪ A lightning bolt when he drew that Colt .45 ♪

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