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Now!

Yeah, you shoot pretty good for your age.

Well, how good do you want it?

Ain't want I want, Frank. It's what you want.

I want a job, heck.

You'll live to cuss me if you get the best I got to give.

Well, you've been cussed before.

Yeah.

Well, dollar a day, six cents a mile

when you're on official business,

two bucks per man you bring in,

and serving papers is 50 cents.

No way to get rich.

Well, that can wait.

Look, heck, I know that you need a deputy,

and you know that I'm available,

so what does that leave to settle before I start?

Just one thing, Frank.

A man puts on a badge, he's marked for life.

You wear the brand real well.

Never did me any particular good.

I'd sure hate to call you a liar.

Well, it wouldn't help our friendship.

Yeah, all right.

Now look, heck, what you're trying to tell me is,

I might regret it if the law says, "do this,"

and I'd sooner do that.

Duty is a terrible thing.

Sometimes doing it just eats your insides out.

There comes a time-- it always comes--

when you got not choice.

And all you can hope for is maybe-- don't bet on it--

maybe, somebody'll say,

he's seen his duty and he done it.

That wouldn't look bad on a tombstone.

No, I guess not.

All right, raise your right hand.

Do you solemnly swear to uphold the laws of the United States,

the duties of your office, to the best of your abilities,

so help you God?

I do.

Well, then there being no further objections,

I hereby appoint you, Frank Dalton,

Deputy Federal Marshal.

[Laughs] Thanks, heck.

You know, you might be the one that's gonna regret this.

I'll take my chances.

[Laughs]

Well, what are you doing back here?

Why, Sam, I'm the new Deputy Marshal.

Deputy Marshal, you?

Well, that's what this says.

Well, how did you work that?

Heck Thomas worked it.

I thought he had better sense.

Oh, is that what you intend to say to folks around town?

What I say is my business.

Yeah, you go ahead and say that, Sam.

I'll have one of the same.

How you doing, Charlie?

All right, I guess.

Uh, when did you go in the law man business?

Oh, I just started.

You gonna be located around here?

Yeah, for a little while, anyway.

Well, that'll be real nice

for you and Emmy Johnson.

Um, no offense.

I just happened to remember

that when you was here before,

you and her was kind of took with each other.

Give him another drink.

You going out to the Johnson place?

Well, I might. Why?

Uh, I just wondered.

About what?

This fella, Albert Jones,

sure peculiar about him,

man can't just...

Disappear.

Well, it's been done, Charlie.

Uh, yeah, but...

Well, maybe I better not say any more.

Uh, she probably tell ya, anyhow.

Who will tell me what?

Emmy Johnson.

Uh, this fella Jones,

has some sort of a deal with Emmy's Pa.

He's staying there...

Like him and George Johnson are partners.

And you say he disappeared?

That's what George Johnson claims.

Hmm.

Uh, how about another drink, Charlie?

Hm?

Hi. I couldn't believe it was you.

Yeah, Emmy, it's been a long time.

It's been too long.

Are you gonna stay this time?

Well, that all depends.

Dang windmill pump ain't worth the powder--

so, it's you.

How are you, Mr. Johnson?

You got anything cold to drink?

I just made some lemonade. Can I get you a glass?

Don't bother. He won't be here long enough to drink it.

Pa, I haven't seen Frank in nearly two years.

You saw too much of him then.

Hanging around every night,

I don't want that starting again.

Look, Mr. Johnson, I don't want to cause any trouble,

well, I'm glad to hear it.

You can prove it by leaving right now.

All right.

Oh, by the way, Mr. Johnson.

I understand a fella by the name of Albert Jones

was staying out here.

He was, but he's gone. What about him?

Well, there's talk in town that he just up and vanished.

Nothing odd about it. He just got on his horse and left

good riddance.

Couldn't trust him any further than you could throw a steer.

You ought to know about that, Emmy.

Why should she know?

Never mind.

None of your butt-in, anyhow.

Frank.

I've been talking to folks around town

about this Albert Jones that was staying

at George Johnson's farm.

It's kind of strange how he left town all of a sudden.

I already told you.

I only talked to him once in my life.

What did you talk about?

Wanted to know how much I'd give him for his horse?

This the horse? Yep.

Looks like you made a deal.

I gave him $50.

Mostly for the saddle.

Well, then how'd he leave town.

We got a stage that goes through here twice a week.

You ever think of asking at the stage coach office.

No, I hadn't.

And you call yourself a lawman!

Mr. Moore.

Mr. Moore?

Mr. Moore!

Stage leaves 3:00 Tuesdays and Fridays.

Oh, you're the new lawman, you going somewheres.

No, I just want to ask you a couple of questions.

Now, this will just take a minute.

Did you ever know a fella by the name of Albert Jones?

Well, he stayed out there with George Johnson,

until a couple of weeks ago.

Did you ever see him around?

Yeah.

Well, you said you didn't know him.

No, I know what he looks like,

but I don't know him personal.

There's a difference.

Did he buy a ticket to leave on the stage?

Yeah.

Well, thanks. Oh, uh...

What stage did he leave on?

Didn't.

Didn't? You mean he didn't leave?

Bought a ticket, never used it.

Waste of money, if you ask me.

Good night, Mr. Moore.

Uh, Mr. Johnson?

Mr. Johnson?

What is it, now?

Well, I'd like to ask you a couple of questions

about Albert Jones.

Why?

Well, let's just say I'm interested.

Look, Dalton, that tin badge on you

don't fool me for a minute.

Now you don't give a hoot about Al Jones.

You're just looking for an excuse to hang around Emmy.

Well it won't hurt you or her to answer me some questions.

I'll tell you nothing,

and if I catch you near my daughter

I'll tear that tin badge off of you.

Now, you keep away from me,

and from her!

I'm glad Paul wasn't home when you came by.

Well, it wasn't just happenstance, Emmy.

I saw him in town getting supplies,

and I figured that'd keep him busy for a while.

[Laughs]

You haven't changed a bit.

This all right?

It's fine.

Oh, here, let me help you with that.

Thank you.

What is it, Frank?

Can't you talk to me any more?

Well, yes i--

well, I do have something to say, but--

tell me.

Well, a minute ago you said that I haven't changed much.

Well, I don't know about that, except for one thing, Emmy.

The way I feel about you.

That hasn't changed at all.

But I know that you'd never do anything unless your father

gave it his blessing.

I just can't.

Well, he's not the all mighty.

He could be wrong.

Emmy, your father said that

Jones rode out of town on a horse.

I find out that he didn't even have a horse.

Why do you keep asking me about him.

It's my job.

Well, all right.

You say he didn't have a horse,

maybe he took the stage.

Yes, he could have. In fact, he bought a ticket for it.

Well, then?

But he didn't show up for the trip that day,

nor any other day.

Well, I don't care how we went,

as long as he's gone.

How do you mean that?

He was always making remarks.

Whenever I went into a room where he was,

he'd never stop watching me.

I'd feel his eyes on me, all the time.

Well, if he was that kind of a man,

your father wouldn't have kept him around.

They were in business together.

Well, I never knew your father was a business man.

They were gonna buy up a lot of cattle down in Texas.

Take it to dodge to sell.

Supposed to be a lot of money in it.

Did your father know anything about cattle?

Mr. Jones did.

Pa put up the money.

Emmy, did they make any money on their partnership.

Mm-mm.

Deal never went through.

They had a terrible argument,

Mr. Jones went away.

Emmy, what was your father doing the night

that Jones disappeared.

What's Pa got to do with it?

Maybe nothing.

Maybe nothing?

What does that mean?

I told you. I'm just trying to find out--

look, you leave Pa alone.

He's got enough worries, losing the money

on the cattle deal and all,

I told you, Emmy, I've got a job to do,

like it or not.

Well, I don't like your job.

I don't like you much any more.

Yes, you do. You more than like me, Emmy.

And I more than like you.

I want to go home.

All right.

Thanks for the beer, Frank. Really cut the dust.

Come on, boy. We've got a long ways to go.

I was kinda hoping you'd stick around and handle this thing.

Well, I told you, Frank, I gotta be up north in two days.

Besides, you've got enough to go on.

Chances are Jones is dead, and Johnson killed him.

All you have to do is prove it.

Oh, yeah, but how?

Well, that's your red wagon.

You know, the first thing you have to learn

about being a lawman,

shooting straight ain't anywhere near enough.

Got to learn to think straight, too.

Look, heck, I've been looking around for three days,

and you know there's 1,000 square miles out there?

It's like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Well, chances are you were using your saddles

instead of your head.

All right, I guess I'm too dumb to be a deputy.

But you're stuck with it.

So long, Frank.

So long, heck.

Your boss didn't stay long, did he?

Nope. Just long enough to remind me that

this wasn't put here to keep my hat off my ears.

Hiya, Frank.

I ain't seen you around much lately.

I'm busy right now, Charlie.

Well, you don't look like it.

I'm thinking.

Well, what about?

Right now, how to get rid of you.

I thought we was friends.

You know, some folks say that they're your friends,

but when they don't want you around,

you can just whistle up dry river.

Wait a minute, Charlie.

What for?

For that drink you want.

Now you are talking friendship.

Charlie, you get out of town much,

like out on the prairie?

Heck, no. Why should I?

There ain't nothing out there I got any use for.

Well, there might be something out there I could use.

Oop! Now, that's gonna cost you, Charlie.

Come here!

Hey, Mr. Treeling.

Mr. Treeling!

Mr. Treeling, something terrible has happened.

I gotta find the deputy.

Where is he? Where's Frank Dalton?

I've got to talk to him.

For Pete's sake, Charlie. Calm down.

I got to find Frank Dalton.

Well, he ain't here. He rode out early this morning,

and said he won't be back till tomorrow.

Now, what's this all about.

I can't tell nobody but the law.

Well, what's the law got to do with it?

You'd know if you saw what I saw.

And what did you see?

Somebody that somebody murdered.

[Commotion]

Come on, Emmy. We gotta get home.

[Chickens clucking]

All right.

Whoever it is in here,

you better come out where I can see you.

With your hands up.

Quiet, Emmy, it's me.

I was afraid it was you.

Afraid?

The way you feel about Paul,

I thought you'd be keeping an eye on him.

Oh, Frank, why can't you let him alone.

He didn't kill Albert Jones.

Well, somebody did.

I have to find out who and why.

Frank, listen to me.

I've been thinking,

ever since that day I got mad at you.

I was wrong.

I can't let Paul go on running my life forever.

Oh, Frank, we love each other.

Let's get married, get away from here.

Now.

Emmy, we're not the kind to lie to each other.

Are you ready to marry me,

or are you just trying to save your father?

Oh, Frank.

I love you,

but how can we ever be happy together

if you're responsible for what happens to him.

Then you know it's true.

I don't know.

It's just that,

ever since we talked I keep remembering things.

Things he said. The way he's acted.

I haven't slept in a week.

Worrying and wondering.

And you will worry and wonder the rest of your life

unless the truth comes out now.

Why does it have to be now,

or ever?

Who cares about Albert Jones?

Frank, we love each other.

That's all that counts.

You don't anything to that badge

heck Thomas pinned on you.

[Latch opens]

Where's he going?

Did you know this was going to happen?

Is that why you came here?

I was hoping it wouldn't happen.

Frank, what about us?

I'm sorry Emmy.

Johnson!

Drop it,

I don't want to have to kill you.

Why'd you do it?

Was he trying to cheat you out of the cattle drive money?

Never was any cattle drive.

What he was after was every dime

I saved in 30 years.

Why didn't you go to the law about it?

Law? There's no law in this territory.

That's where you're wrong.

Why, because you came along

with that badge pinned on your vest?

You'd never been able to prove a thing on me

if a drunken fool hadn't led you too it.

He didn't lead me to it, Mr. Johnson. You did.

You hadn't, there's three of us that might have been better off.

Just might have been.

Let's go.

We'll get him to Fort Smith in time

for the next court session

here, pa. You forgot your pipe.

Sure you don't want to change your mind

about that transfer?

No, I've been here too long.

All right, Frank. Keep up the good work when you get there.