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Come on, son.

There's our oyster, son.

All we gotta do is crack it and lift out the pearl.

'A years collection of high grade gold dust.'

- Now, how're we gonna get it ? - Easy.

The passes are clear of snow

the dust will be all ready to be shipped out.

Likely they'll be celebratin'.

I say ride down on 'em behind a curtain of lead.

Nah, that ain't the way Johnny'd do it.

- Johnny's in prison. - No he ain't.

He's out on parole. And he's right down there.

And that's one oyster we're gonna open from the inside.

A Warner Brothers television production.

You can drop that dust and start makin' some coffee.

Oh, Sam Colt.

Well, don't just stand there, go and get the doctor

to get my heart started again.

I just wanna show you that a lady with her nose

too close to the grindstone might be close to a gravestone.

So that's how Deacon Colt came to Goldtown.

And how's my favorite girl ?

Now just what makes you think I'm a girl, sir ?

A little birdy told me.

Likely a buzzard.

How's Johnny ?

He's... fine.

Good to have him back ?

Yes, he's a good man with a gun.

He's a good man, Molly.

Come on, let's go get that coffee.

What's wrong, Molly ?

Well, you know, like my dad used to say

when you've got a mining camp in the middle of nowhere

and as high as an eagles elbow, what can be right ?

Your father was my best friend.

He taught you to speak plainer than that.

I've got a steak in Johnny too, you know ?

Yes, I know.

What is it, Molly ?

Oh, Sam, I don't know.

He's so changed.

Well, he spent three years in prison.

That's like spending three years on a bed of nails.

It takes time to heal those sores.

Well, when a man's got a temper as quick as a trigger

maybe waiting for that time just isn't worth it.

Where is he, Molly ?

Well, he isn't hard to find, Sam, just listen for the ruckus.

Well, son, there's two kinds of snakes in this country

one's the kind you get free with every drink of this stuff

the other's the kind that oughta stay in the grass

instead of driving stage with our gold shipments.

You worrying about Johnny Moore, Tim

you're worrying about nothing.

The boy's on parole, he can't even pick up gun to look at.

Hello, there, Johnny. Something I can do for you ?

I'll take a two quart canteen for the trip tomorrow.

Good, just got some new ones in.

Parole or not, all I'm sayin'is

I don't fought and scratched

passed rocks, weather and wolves to get my hands on that dust.

And I don't think much of letting a jailbird

drivin' it to Denver.

What did you say ?

I said, I ain't never seen a coyote leave a hen house

with any hens in it.

No, Johnny, no !

Johnny !

Tim !

Tim, are you alright ?

Ought never have let him out. He was born for prison.

Like a bat who was born for darkness.

What're you doing here ?

Doctor just checked the patients temperature ?

Well, this patient's out of the hospital, doctor.

And that bill has been paid.

Not yet.

You're out on parole to me, remember.

That bill has not been paid yet.

Well, how would you like it paid ? Blood ?

Bloods not my favorite color, you know that.

Now come on, let's take a walk.

Let's get out of here.

What's the use, there ain't a one of them that'd trust me

any further than he could throw me into a strong wind.

You're not being fair, Johnny.

Fair ?

How do you be fair ?

Every time I shake hands with one of them I..

...| get the idea that he can't wait to get home and wash it.

You were sent to prison

proving yourself when you get out

that's part of the sentence.

They don't see me, Sam.

They see Clay Hooper's foster boy.

Dose the foster boy see Clay Hooper ?

- What do you mean by that ? - Has he tried to contact you ?

The army got him three months ago, even I heard that.

No he didn't, Johnny, he slipped through us again.

Now I get it. I'm the bait.

And all the time I thought you backed my parole

because you believed in me. That wasn't it at all.

You're reading in wrong, Johnny.

I'm the bait for your trap.

Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Colt, but you're wastin' your time.

I ain't heard from Clay and it ain't likely I ever will.

We're finished him and me.

'Course, I ain't got my hand on a Bible.

I believe you, Johnny.

I heard somebody else say that.

Oh, she didn't believe me very long.

Come in.

Well, you saw him, Sam. What do you think ?

What's important is what you think.

I need a stage driver tomorrow.

- Will you drive for me ? - You've got a driver, Molly.

Oh, come on, Sam, you saw Johnny tonight.

Something's gone inside him.

Fellow I knew once used to say..

..."Any man will walk straight if you point him to the light

and trust him."

There's something you don't understand.

We're just a town, a handful of people, not a city.

We haven't even got a sheriff.

I'm responsible to those men.

I'm responsible for the gold that they've mined all winter.

Well, if Tim Corey can't see the sense of trusting that gold

to a... stick of dynamite with the fuse half burnt away.

- Well then I can't either. - Molly, listen to me...

And next to you there isn't a man in town

who ca guide those horses through those winter passes.

I'm an army agent, not a driver.

But that's not what counts here.

Molly, you've got to trust him.

You're what he's living for.

And if you don't trust him he'll break

and we'll never find the pieces.

He's holding his hands out to you.

A man doesn't like to beg !

Alright, Sam.

Alright. Johnny drives.

That's the start, Molly.

The start.

Looks tight on her, Driscoll.

- Get her through. - Have no fear, boys.

I ain't shot it since I mistook maw for the gunman mare.

Ha !

Well, there goes everything I own.

I sure hope you're right about him, Colt.

Don't worry about your dust, Tim.

It'll be safe.

So this here pick tiger, purple lion and yellow elephant

they all come into a bar, and the bartender says..

Don't you get it, son ?

Comin' to us just like a bee to a hive.

That's Johnny drivin' the stage.

He won't come through this pass.

He'll flank it.

Ain't no road except this one.

He won't come through here.

We think alike, that boy and me.

Come on.

What's wrong ?

I don't like that pass.

Ain't nothin' up there except maybe Clay Hooper.

Take the high road or the no road.

What's the difference as long as I can trust you.

I thank you for that.

Don't try it.

Put it down.

We'll need you down here, Trell.

I guess I should've known.

You want to get rid of ticks you gotta die and leave 'em.

Well, how've you been, boy ?

Like the town ? Lots of friends ?

- Plenty. - 'Sure, sure.'

I'd rather walk with the devil than ride with you.

Nothing's changed, boy. Nothing's gonna.

Open the box.

Rocks.

Just what I expected.

How'd you know ?

Because I think that Molly Perkins

any of your new friends

you think they trust you ?

No, boy.

You're the same as us. You're branded.

It don't show but every eye can see it.

Now, get that shotgun rider down here.

Loosen one of those lead horses.

What're you gonna do ?

I'm gonna get the dust out of that town without a shot.

Just how ?

Oh, don't you worry none about that.

- Well, what about Driscoll ? - Oh, we'll take care of him.

And say..

...when you get back to town give this note to anybody.

"Bring the dust to the Summit Pass or..

...your guard gets killed."

Clay Hooper.

Easy. They come out, we go in.

I thought you'd see it.

Can we count on you ?

Yeah, you can count on me.

You can turn her about on the other side of the rocks.

And say, when you get back to town

count those friends again.

Ha !

Hey, Johnny, where's Driscoll ?

- What's wrong ? - Johnny.

- Oh, no. - Come on.

- What happened ? - Where's Driscoll ?

- Where's our gold, bud ? - Listen, listen !

It's our rope that makes the tongue move, come on..

Now this keeps up somebody's gonna get hurt !

Who wants to be first ?

Ask him where our dust is, Mr. Colt.

- Where is it, Johnny ? - Ask her.

Your gold is safe, boys.

I put rocks in the strong box just to see what would happen.

- You might call it a trial run. - Where's Driscoll ?

- Where is he, Johnny ? - Clay's got him.

"Bring the dust to Summit Pass or your guard gets killed."

- Clay Hooper. - He's alive, Sam.

Hey, look !

Come on.

It's Driscoll. He's dead.

Alright. Alright, where is he ?

- Where's Hooper ? - He's out there.

- Come on, tell us where he is. - Put that down !

It shouldn't be hard to find him, just back track that horse.

Colt's right, come on, let's get our horses.

Well, are you just gonna stand here and take root ?

No need to ride, Molly.

Sam there's a madman up there.

Do you expect him to just go away ?

I'm not ridding, Molly.

Molly.

Molly, what're you gonna do ?

What any man would do. Go out there and protect what's mine.

You mean ride out with Corey and the rest of them ?

That's exactly what I mean.

They'll never find Clay where...

You know, I don't think you want anybody to try.

Molly, you've got to trust me.

You didn't trust me very far

putting those rocks in that strong box.

Well, I admit, I faltered.

But I'm glad I did, look at what you did.

You took a stage that your thought was loaded with gold

straight out to that..

...that father of yours.

Well, I admit, I've been up here in this thin air a long time

but I'm no that light headed yet.

Molly !

I love you, Molly.

She's ridding out with them, Sam.

- I hoped she would. - You hoped so ?

Look, they don't stand a chance at finding Clay.

He know every rock out there and every lizard on 'em.

- Then she's safe. - I don't follow you.

Clay Hooper. He's coming in, isn't he, Johnny ?

Empty tow, he gets the dust without even drawing a gun.

That's why he killed Driscoll and sent him in that way.

The final blow to draw them out.

, Clay's coming in alright.

So you send everybody out there so can do it.

If they don't leave the town isn't empty.

If the town isn't empty Hooper doesn't come in.

No, he set his own trap, Johnny.

And we're here to spring it for him.

We ? How do you know I'm not working for him from the inside ?

I trust you, Johnny, that's all I need to know.

All they need are the hounds and the red coats.

The town is ours.

Not just the town, the girl, Molly, she ain't with them.

I got somethin' down there besides that town.

That's Johnny's girl, Clay won't like that.

Now see that you don't tell him.

I'll handle paw.

It's about time Molly Perkins got a look at a real man again.

They're gone now.

Boys, you know what to do and where to go.

So let's go to town.

This is where they'll come. And where the sugar is.

I get a gun, Sam ?

Sure.

You cover the back door and I'll keep the..

Warm and soft.

I done forgot how warm and soft a woman could be.

But I've got time now

to remember.

Boy, where are you ?

Boy !

Johnny boy.

Where've you been ?

There's dust here, let's go get it.

You'll get dust. A whole face full of it.

- What kinda talk is that ? - I hid it, Clay.

Where you'll never find it.

Well, if I don't find it, Johnny

you won't be here to tell 'em where it is.

Maybe so. But they'll find it.

It might take 'em a day or so but they'll find it.

What's the matter with you, Johnny ?

I thought you were back on my side.

Your side ?

No, Clay.

You're evil.

You destroy everything that's around you.

But I'm gonna destroy you first.

And nobody's gonna help me.

I'm gonna kill you, Clay.

Well, let's say you do.

There's three of us, one of us will get you.

Could be.

But you're comin' with me.

You're a fool, Johnny.

You're like us. A saddle, a gun.

That's the only life you've got left.

Why that's as much a part of you as that second skin.

- Draw, old man. - You're a fool, Johnny.

We're the only friends you got.

There's nobody here to stand besides you.

I don't need anybody else. Draw !

Tip ! Where are you ?

'I'm comin', paw.'

I got me a little rabbit too, Johnny boy.

You see, boy, you can't out think me.

You put her down !

Don't reckon I will.

I reckon I got me something for a change instead of you.

I spent three years in a territorial prison

for an army pay train that you robbed !

Now I think that sets us just about even.

Now you put her down !

Oh, nothin' rounds us out.

Except traveling lead.

You put the rifle down.

I can cut me a rabbits foot.

Now put your rifle down.

Alright, now just lead us to that gold dust, boy.

Johnny !

Ain't anybody I'd trust more.

Thanks, boys.

Say hello to Denver for us.

Wait, I just thought of something.

What kind of a wedding will it be

with cupid ridding shotgun ?

- Ha ! - Bye !

♪ 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 ♪