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And now, "Colt .45"
A Warner Bros. television production.
Colt !
Daddy, daddy, you leave him alone. Please, please.
Kansas, take her back to the ranch.
No. No !
I warned you to get out of town, or I'd run you out feet first.
Bring him along.
What's going on ?
A little private excitement.
I'm looking for Andre Bourdette.
- You his friend. - You might say that.
- He sure needs one right now. - How come ?
They're gonna tar and feather him.
Tar and feather the French ambassador's son.
Go ahead, boys, show him how we treat a foreigner
who mixes in our personal affairs.
Mr. Porter.
What is it, Willis.
Mr. Porter, let me put him on a stage.
He's gonna be taught a lesson that he won't forget.
You're just asking for trouble.
You let me worry about that.
- Mr. Porter... - Kirby.
Yes, uncle.
Take our sheriff down the street
and let him have a drink to calm his nerves.
Come on, pop.
'Take him away, Kirby.'
Alright, let's get this party on the way.
Come on, get up.
Quit playing possum.
Leave that man alone.
Let him alone.
Get him, Matt.
Anyone else ?
Who are you, what do you want ?
- That's my business. - This is my town.
Maybe so, but that doesn't give you the right to kick a man
when he's down and tar and feather him.
Nobody tells me what to do.
Maybe it's time someone did.
Mister, you haven't heard the end of this.
I'll keep it in mind. Now, get.
Help me to get this man to the hotel.
I'll give you a hand, mister.
Somebody get a doctor.
Never figured to see the man who could handle that crowd.
I just wish I was 30 years younger.
Well, some ribs broken
Pretty well battered.
But he'll come around in a couple of days.
What's he been up to ?
- Don't you know ? - You tell me.
Well, boy was a guest in Porter's house
that's how he met Louise, his daughter.
Then Porter kicked him out.
"Cause of the girl ?"
That's what most folks think.
What do you think ?
It was the articles Bourdette was writing
for the St. Louis Courier.
Oh, on democracy in America.
- You've seen 'em. - I've read one or two.
Well, they got better as he went along.
Cut this out yesterday.
Boy sure has a biting style.
Well, call me if you need me.
I may do that.
Monsieur ?
Take it easy.
I thank you for your assistance.
- Forget it. - Why did you bother ?
I've not found western Americans to be very friendly.
You call this friendly ?
"A despotic land, hungry tyrant
a feudal lord reminiscent of the middle ages."
It is the truth. It is what I have found.
Perhaps your search for truth needs some understanding.
This is a New Frontier not Paris.
I am a civilized man, I cannot think like a barbarian.
Well, as a barbarian
I'm here because your father was worried about you.
- You know him ? - No.
But I'm under orders from Washington to protect you.
Mon pere.
He has a sixth sense.
That is why he is so valuable in the diplomatic service.
Well, it doesn't take a sixth sense to see that
you're in more trouble than one man can handle.
I will manage.
You weren't managing so well a while ago.
My job would be a lot easier, if I knew
just exactly what the problem is.
The problem, monsieur , is that
Mr. Porter would like to kill me.
Because of his daughter ?
No, it has nothing to do with Louise.
He the man you wrote about in these articles ?
I did not say that.
If I'm going to help you I'll need the facts.
Very well.
Mr. Porter has acquired 14 parcels of land
in the last six months. All in Antelope Valley.
Can't hang him for that.
But, monsieur, he murdered to get that land.
Can you prove it ?
I can prove nothing, but I can tell you this
there have been three fires there.
All the small farmers have been driven out.
One of them, Tom Maxwell died.
I say he was murdered.
All this land Porter owns under a half dozen different names.
How did you find that out ?
In the land office, I spent a week checking the records.
Did you talk to the sheriff ?
Willis ? A drunken old man.
A shadow without spirit.
Maybe.
It's easy to criticize.
But I'd say he's a man who needs some help.
You might make that the theme of your next article.
Hello, Willis.
Hello, Colt.
Drink ?
No thanks.
What're you staring at ?
Someone I thought I knew.
I pulled this poster down, 'cause I thought
it was out of date.
"Honest, fearless protection."
What are you here for ?
To protect the son of a foreign diplomat.
Go on take him and get.
Maybe you can give me some help.
Might help you too.
I'm not asking you to stick your neck out.
All I want is some information. Something you might have heard.
Well, what is it ?
Why did Porter pick up 14 parcels of land
in Antelope Valley ?
Leave it be.
You represent the law, Frank.
What can you tell me ?
I guess you don't know.
I just found out something.
It's a railroad spur.
It's coming through the valley
Porter stands to make a fortune.
What about Tom Maxwell, one of the farmers out there ?
What about him ? He died.
Murdered ?
Well..
There's no proof.
Are you sure ?
Ask Doc Hutchins.
Thank you, Frank.
What did he want ?
Who ? What did who want ?
The fellow that was just in here.
Nothing. Nothing, we're just old friends.
Leave me alone, Kirby.
Who's your friend.
He just dropped in to say hello.
Who is he ?
Wish you'd try to slap him.
Who is he ?
Chris Colt. Government man.
What's he here for ?
He's here to protect Bourdette.
What's more he'll do it too.
Now, ain't that just Jim-dandy.
Uncle John will be mighty pleased to hear it.
Well.
Anything wrong with Bourdette ?
No, I thought we might have a consultation.
Oh. What about ?
Tom Maxwell.
My matter is medical, Mr. Colt.
Remember I'm a doctor.
There's a sickness in this town, doctor.
And Tom Maxwell died of it.
Hate to disappoint you, but I have a patient inside.
Emergency.
Go ahead, I'll wait.
Sure.
What about Colt and Bourdette ?
What do you think ?
What's their worth ?
A hundred ?
Make it two.
If you buy the best in the territory.
Alright, it's a deal.
"'A deal to do what, daddy ?"
What kind of a deal are you planning with this boy ?
Nothing at all, honey. It's just some business.
Don't treat me like a child.
You're planning something against Andre.
If anything happens to him, I'll hold you responsible.
You'll hold me responsible ?
I'll decide what's best for you.
Now, go back up to your room.
You can't keep me up there like a prisoner.
Don't give me anymore of your back talk. Go upstairs.
Don't stand there gaping, get out of here.
Tom Maxwell died of third degree burns.
Least ways that's what the death certificate said.
That's not what I asked.
He was beaten to death.
Severe contusions all over his body.
Who did it ?
Porter.
Maxwell told me before he died.
That'll stand up in court if you'll testify.
That'll be like writing a prescription
of cyanide for myself.
How long have you practiced medicine in this town, doctor ?
Eighteen years.
And you still haven't had enough of John Porter ?
I've had more than enough.
I've watched him wring this town and squeeze it
until there isn't a drop of red blood left in it.
Well ?
Crusading's for the young
I wouldn't live through what they did to Andre.
What if I can put Porter behind bars ?
Have you met our honest and fearless sheriff ?
Perhaps we'll find Willis has more courage
than you've given him credit for.
Courage from a bottle ?
If the sheriff puts Porter behind bars, will you testify ?
Mr. Colt, if you make that arrangement
you've got yourself a star witness.
That's what I wanted to hear.
Louise, honey. I want to talk to you.
Louise, do you hear me ?
Louise, are you there ?
Open the door.
Louise, open the door, or I'll break it down.
Louise ?
Matt, Jim, Kansas.
Get your horses and bring your guns
we're going after Bourdette.
Move !
Frank, this is your chance to get Porter.
And yourself respect.
Chris.
You'll never be able to look yourself in the face again.
I stopped doing that long ago.
I've yet to see a man who didn't want a second chance.
I'm too old.
Doc Hutchins is about your age.
You make the first move, he'll do the rest.
- You sure about that ? - I'm sure.
He promised to testify, the rest is up to you.
I can't, Chris. I can't.
Frank.
I stood by you once, even when
the court-martial found you guilty.
I believed in the man, not the evidence.
Now, you're saying I'm wrong.
Chris.
Move back.
Let me try to make a deal with the guard, mister
you can't trust him.
- You alright, Frank ? - Yeah, I'm alright.
Kirby wouldn't be on this alone.
Porter will be gunning for both you and Bourdette.
We'll manage.
Look after that boy, he's worth saving.
So are you, Frank.
- I'll give you a hand. - No, Chris.
Leave him to me.
These were given to me by my great uncle.
Andre, don't be foolish.
Should not a man fight for what he believes in ?
- I believe in you. - Andre..
Who were you two expecting ?
Kirby, he's coming here to get you both.
He won't bother us.
But I'm not so sure about your father.
If I could only get up.
Andre, you are not well enough.
I'm well enough to pull this trigger.
Do you know anything about guns ?
Enough.
You won't get anywhere with that
one shot piece shooter.
It's Porter and three men.
Take this. You can use six shots.
No, thank you.
These pistols are my old friends.
Suit yourself.
I'll go down the backstairs.
Louise, I know you're up there. Come down here.
Let him come. Get back in the corner.
Louise, come down here, do you hear me !
What are you doing ? Louise ?
Come down here, this instant.
I'm staying here.
Put that gun down.
I'll use it if you come any closer.
I warned you.
'Hold it, Porter.'
Stay right where you are.
You're under arrest for the killing of Tom Maxwell.
Louise.
I'm alright, darling.
Come on down, Porter
You heard the sheriff, Porter. Come on down.
Nobody tells me what to do.
You were finished the minute
your daughter pulled that trigger.
So long, Frank.
- You've got my vote. - Thanks, Chris.
You'll be going back east soon, won't you ?
No, I'm staying.
And thanks to you I have many articles to write.
About understanding and how the French man marries the lady
and raises little barbarians in a big new land.
Well, I'll be sure to read 'em.
- Good luck. - Goodbye.
♪ 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 ♪
♪ Colt .45 ♪
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