Original subtitles

Shoot ! Shoot !

- Give me the gun. - I don't want to do this.

Don't force me.

"Colt .45"

Produced by Warner Brothers.

From the entertainment capital of the world

produced by for television by Warner Brothers.

Colt !

Mister, next time announce yourself

before you come calling.

I'll make it worth your while.

Forget you ever saw me.

Never mind, soldier.

You can make your deal with the sheriff at Blackstone.

Now get up.

Chow !

Chow ! Don't you feed a man in this rat hole ?

Hey ! You lily-livered excuse for a sheriff.

'Where is my chow ?'

Keep your britches on, Kallen, I'm coming.

Step to the back of the cell.

What's the matter ? You scared ?

I've been around too long to take

any chances on the likes of you.

Now get back if you want to get fed.

This is slop.

When you get to Fort Scott, maybe they'll do better.

I ain't going to Fort Scott.

Your detail is on his way.

They better send a regiment.

I ain't never going back. You hear ? Never.

He's the meanest man I ever saw.

I'll be glad when the army takes him off my hands.

Did you find out anything about him ?

All I know he's being held

for court martial on murder charges.

That's what the colonel at Fort Scott telegraphed.

I'm not surprised.

Well, if you need me for anything

I'll be over at the general store trying

to sell McVey some guns.

That old skinflint

drives a hard bargain.

Well, I better start softening him up now.

I think the army can handle Kallen.

- Gentlemen. - Yes, sir.

I'm Corporal Barlow, Fort Scott.

Yes, sir.

I've orders to pick up a prisoner here.

Your man outside ?

No, I'm alone.

They sent you by yourself

to pick up a murderer ?

'You kinda young, ain't you ?'

Well, they sent a sergeant with me

but he got a pain in the side awful bad

and I had to drop him off at the docks.

It's alright. I can handle the job.

Young man, I don't know, this man's a killer.

Besides he ain't exactly busting at the seams

to get back to that hanging rope at Fort Scott.

I'll manage, sheriff. Please get my prisoner.

My name is Colt, corporal.

Chett Barlow, glad to meet you.

I understand Kallen is up on a murder charge.

But that's a private army matter, Mr. Colt.

I brought the prisoner in, corporal.

Oh, well, that's a little different.

Still it would take a month of Sundays

to fill you in all the details.

Well, just give me a couple of minutes worth.

Sit down.

Let's get going, Kallen. The army is waiting for you.

Let them wait. I ain't in no hurry.

Cut out the talk and get going.

Any fancy moves out of you

and I'll save the army the trouble of hanging you.

I sure got you scared, ain't 1 ?

Move.

You know, sheriff, I'm gonna leave my boots

to you in my will.

I like a man with an honest face

specially if he's a good cook.

And that's not even the half of it.

Welll Well, well, if it ain't little Chester.

Guess it'll have to wait until another time.

I guess you don't know, sheriff

but me and Chester was in the same outfit together.

I taught him all he knows about soldering

how to shoulder a rifle

most importantly how to say "Sir."

Where's the rest of the detail, Chester ?

Sergeant's sick. Just you and me, Kallen.

What are you trying to do ?

Buck for an extra stripe, boy ?

I tell you, sheriff, ambition is a mighty dangerous thing.

This here boy is willing to risk his life for an extra stripe.

Bringing in the likes of you ain't worth a stripe.

Sheriff, I want you to sign these for me, please.

You going along to hold the little boy's hand ?

He'll do alright by himself.

And I sign here.

You keep this copy, sheriff.

Hey, sheriff, this here deal ain't official.

This boy is too young to sign legal papers.

Stick them out.

See you around, gentlemen.

Come on, sonny, we got a long, hard ride.

Hah ! Is that the best your fancy weapon will do, Mr. Colt ?

Hardly what I'd call accuracy.

It's not the weapon, Mr. McVey

it's the man behind it.

Yeah, I only know what I see.

What's the matter ? Got the boy on your mind.

Yeah, it's like leading a lamb to slaughter

and I feel responsible.

I know what you mean.

I wouldn't give a plug of tobacco for his chances.

Well, we gotta talk business or not, Mr. Colt ?

I'll take two dozen if the price is right.

Mr. McVey, I suddenly find

I have no time to bargain with you.

I'm hitting the trail for Fort Scott.

As for the gun, Mr. McVey

no excuse is needed.

What's the matter ? We lost ? I do declare.

Now if the little corporal ask the big bad sergeant

real pretty like, he might tell him how to find the trail.

Never can tell what'll happen with the storm coming on.

You ever see a flash flood ?

Shut up.

Now here's what we do, we go

three rifle shots that way

and two pistol shots that way

until we come to the top of the knoll.

Keep talking.

Well, go on, get it out of your system.

There's a rope waiting for you, it'll stop your tongue wagging

for good.

There you go again, Kallen, shooting off your big mouth

and hurting the little boy's feelings.

Just about enough out of you, Kallen.

Get your face down in the dirt, Kallen.

Get down.

Now, don't you move a muscle, or I'll kill you.

Easy, corporal. We'll have you in shape in no time.

What happened ?

I as coming in from Blackstone

when I heard the shot.

I could use some help.

I've got an wounded man and an army prisoner.

Just tell me what I can do.

You can help me pack the corporal's wound.

Keep your head down, Kallen.

The storm's coming up fast, we'll have to find cover.

There's an old miner shack up in the foothills there.

Will you help me take the corporal ?

Of course.

Now, that you've made me comfortable

let's get a fire going.

Not too good.

No.

I'll get some firewood before the rain come.

Don't worry about him. He won't give you any trouble.

Ed.

Sue, baby.

And now back to "Colt .45."

No, wait.

We gotta get out of here before he gets back.

Not now, it's too risky.

They are going to hang you.

We'll make our break in the morning

after the storm's over, when the horses are fresh.

How ?

We'll have our chance

when he saddles up.

You could grab his gun when he starts to untie me.

- I'd do the rest. - Ed, look...

I can count on you, can't 1 ?

No, I wouldn't let you down.

Did you bring the money ?

How much ?

- Five thousand. - |Is that all ?

The store was worth more than that.

Ed, I did the best I could.

I got your message to meet you in Blackstone.

[...I couldn't wait for a better offer.

I had to leave some money for my father.

Alright. Alright, forget it.

Five thousand is enough to give us a new start in Mexico.

When did you get to Blackstone ?

Yesterday.

I was so scared when I found that you have been caught.

I didn't dare go to the jail for fear if the sheriff

would find out about us.

Ed..

...did you have to kill ?

It's over and done with.

You just worry about getting me out of here.

See if the kid's come to.

I don't want him to hear us.

How are you, corporal ?

Can you hear me ?

The corporal is dying.

I hope Colt gets hit by a bolt of lightning.

Why did you have to shoot him, Ed ?

What you want me to do ? Let him take me back to the fort ?

No, I guess not.

I'm just tired lying for you, that's all.

But I don't know what else to do.

You're all I have.

And don't you forget it.

Get some food out of the saddle bag, I'll start fire.

Colt.

I was praying you'd get hit by lightning.

Kinda looks like your luck's run out, Kallen.

Don't count on it.

Can't you eat ?

I'm, not hungry.

What's the matter ?

Oh, the storm, I guess.

Thunder and lightning have always bothered me.

Even as a child.

It should be over by morning.

I hope the boy lasts till morning.

Does he have a family ?

I don't know him.

"Seems awfully young to die.'

Yes, he has such a gentle face.

Seems as if I've had to live with death all my life.

My mother died when I was born

my brother when I was 10.

My dad's an invalid.

Hey ! I'm thirsty.

Quit your gabbing and bring me some water.

I'll get it.

Why don't you look what you're doing ?

- You're trying to choke me ? - I'm sorry.

Mind your manners, Kallen.

- Next time you... - Please, Mr. Colt.

It was my fault.

He probably didn't mean anything by it.

I understand how he must feel being a condemned man.

Thanks, lady. If you were sitting on my jury

maybe I'd get a fair trial.

You don't deserve a trial.

Mr. Colt, that's not fair.

Fair ? He doesn't know the meaning of the word.

The corporal told me all about him when he brought him

from the Blackstone jail.

What did he tell you ?

He changed a company order that cost the lives of six men.

His captain court martialed him, broke him to private.

He got drunk shot the captain in the back.

It's a lie. He pulled a gun.

It was a fair fight.

Do you wanna hear the rest ?

When he escaped he shot two guards.

Men he'd soldiered with all his life.

How do you know ? Were you there ?

It's a matter of army record.

Record.

What does a record show ?

'Will they tell about the times in 13 years'

'some fuzzy cheek shave who came out of West Point'

'says "Let Kallen do it."

Sure... let Kallen do it.

Let him take some raw sniveling bunch of kids

out in the night patrol.

Kids who don't know one end of a gun from another.

Give Kallen all the dirty details

let him get his head shot off. Who cares ?

"Everybody pulling strings.'

Somebody with a rich uncle

somebody else with a contact in Washington.

Did they ever think of making me an officer ?

You forget one thing, Kallen.

There's no excuse for murder.

Kallen. Kallen..

No. Don't shoot, Kallen.

Don't shoot. No.

Don't shoot, Kallen.

It's good to see the sun again.

How is he ?

He's breathing a little steadier

but he still hasn't come out of it.

I don't think he ought to be moved.

You're right.

I'll take Kallen back to the fort.

I should be back with a doctor by tonight.

Well, he can't be left alone.

I'll stay.

Mr. Colt, why do you have to take the prisoner back ?

Isn't that an army matter ?

It is.

I'm a captain in the regular army.

I'll saddle the horse.

Now is our chance.

When he unties me grab his gun.

Ed.

Isn't there some other way ?

What the devil's the matter with you ?

If I leave the corporal he will die.

What about me ?

Ed, I never really knew you

until last night.

Somehow, it-it just isn't the same.

Sue, babe, we were gonna be married

live in style.

You know how much I love you.

If you leave me now, I'll haunt you till the day you die.

Ed, please, you don't understand.

I don't want to understand.

- You want them to hang me ? - No.

Do you ? Do you want them to hang me ?

No.

You'll do as I say.

Stand back, he's coming.

I'll be back for you in sometime later on today.

Shoot ! Shoot !

- 'Give me the gun.' - I can't.

I said give me the gun.

I can't let you take him.

I'm going to marry him.

Are there to be two killers in the same family ?

I don't wanna do this. Don't force me.

I'm sorry, Ed. Ed.

- I'm sorry. - No, don't touch me.

Leave me alone.

Good morning.

♪ There was a gun that won the west ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Colt .45 ♪

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