Original subtitles

[ theme music playing ]

Where's Burke?

You're Pack Mortinson's boy, ain't you?

What is it you want?

[ cocks gun ]

Where's Burke?

Don't tell me you got trouble with Burke.

No, no trouble.

I'm gonna kill him.

Go on back home, sonny.

Why, you--[ gunshot ]

Quick! Tell me where he lives!

Tell me! Tell me!

[ commotion outside ]

Stop him! Somebody stop him!

Certainly it was him! Didn't he have the rifle jammed halfway down my throat?

It was Lon Mortinson, and he's out gunning for Burke.

Okay, Danny, we'll round him up before he hurts somebody else.

How is it?

It's just a scratch. Should have minded my own business.

That's right.

You riding back to Shiloh today?Yeah, I'm leaving right now.

Well, keep an eye cocked for Lon on the way, will ya?

Sure.

What's come over kids these days?

Huh.

Hold it right there.

Don't even breathe hard.

This trigger pulls nice and easy.

Now drop your gear over there.

Over where?

On the feed box.

Slowly!

Now turn around.

Unbuckle your gun belt.

I understand you're after Burke.Shut up.

Sheriff's got men all over town looking for you, Lon.

Then I'll stay here till dark.

And you will, too.

Now...

Turn around.

I said turn around!

You wanna try for my head with that gun, bud boy,

you're gonna have to do it while I'm looking at you.

I'm not gonna get that close to you.

You got a real problem, Lon.

Hank will be back from supper any minute now.

Then you're gonna have two of us to worry about.No, I won't. I'll...

I'll...I'll just use him to tie you up.

Then I can take care of him. We'll just wait till he gets back.

As long as we're waiting,

you mind telling me why you're after Burke?

I'm gonna kill me a cold-decking gambler.

Cold-decking?

You're not talking about Burke. I've played with him.

So has my pa.

And now my ma and three young 'uns are sitting out there

on that piece of dirt they called a ranch.

And they ain't got a crust to eat or even...

even a belt to pull up tight.

Where's your pa, Lon?

Dead.

Went to town last night.

With the cattle money. It was every cent we had.

After that cheating Burke trimmed him...

Pa took the only horse we had...

and rode him...

straight off the cliff at High Sandy.

You're right. You've gotta kill Burke.

A man's gotta stick up for his own blood.

I mean it, Lon, no tricks.

Same thing happened to a partner of mine once.Who's that?

You know him--Trampas. He works out at Shiloh.

It was down near El Paso, I think.

This was a few years back.

The town was booming then. Hotels and saloons were crowded,

and so was the local jail.

You might say Trampas' trouble began with a poker game, too.

Give up, Flake?

I'm empty. Either you're the luckiest kid I've ever seen

or the slickest cheat-- dice, poker, checkers.

Just got a pure heart and lily-white soul, that's all.

Tell you what.

Give you a chance to win the whole thing back.

The whole works against your guitar there.

What do you say?

What's your game?

Dead-even gamble. Hmm?

Keep talking.

Well, uh, let me see

if I can find a pebble here somewhere.

[ coughs ]

Yeah.

Here's what we'll do.

One pebble, two hands.

Now you pick the hand with the pebble in it,

you win the whole shebang.

That's 50-50.Sure it is.

Pebble's gotta be in one hand or the other.

You can't accuse me of rigging this deck.

All right.

Switch it around here a little bit.

This one.

You say the pebble's in that hand, right?

Yeah.

Sure you don't want to change your mind? Last chance, you know.

Don't pull any of your medicine show tricks on me. I said this hand.

That's it.

[ coughs ]

You're just born unlucky, Flake.

Just a minute.

You hurt me, Flake, you really do.

Told ya, born lucky-- lucky and handsome.

[ strums ]

And today I'm gonna be free.

Next year about this time you mightbe free.

Judge Drucker wouldn't give his blind grandmother a suspended sentence.

I wish you had a million dollars, sport.

I'd just follow you around.

Anybody wanna bet old Trampas don't walk out of here today?

That judge ain't got a chance,

not with Pa working on him.

I wonder what kind of a lie he's telling him.

Your Honor, I'm only trying to say--

You come before this court with a history

of never having worked a day in your life,

and yet you have the gall to petition

that a felon be released in your custody.

Sir, what I want to get out--Look at this record!

Fraud by trick and device, assault and battery,

fraud, fraud, fraud, and on and on.

Gambling, drinking, fighting.

And you in good conscience expect this court

to be favorably disposed toward you?

Judge, look at me.

I've seen you before.That's it, you have.

But you've never seen me scared green before, have you, Judge?

What are you getting at, Trampas?

Your Honor, I'm talking for my boy.

Not "whereases" and legal talk--

flesh and blood.

Boy just about to become a man-- that's why I'm scared.

Go on.

Well, all them things you were saying about me, they're true.

And more. That's what I wanted to get across to you.

How can you blame a boy with a pa like me?

He don't know nothing but saloons and poker games and like that.

If anybody should be in that jail, it's me.

I understand your feelings, Mr. Trampas,

but the law says your son is guilty, not you.

And it says you can suspend his sentence if you have a mind to,

provided someone stands good for him.

Well, that's what I'm trying to get across to you.

Waiting for the boy to come up for trial and all that,

I did a lot of thinking.

I didn't want him ending up like me.

So, I, uh,

got me a ranch.

Uh, out of town a ways.

It ain't much, but we could make it pay, the boy and me.

We could, Your Honor.

That's right, Your Honor.

Mr. Trampas brought a county tax statement.

He's made partial payment to a Mr. Daley,

who has a note for the balance.

Sir, I got near a hundred head ready to sell.

As soon as the boy gets out to help me,

I'll round 'em up and pay old Daley off.

All right, Mr. Trampas. I'm going to go along with you.

But mark me--

if this is some elaborate hoax to defeat the law,

your son will be the only loser.

You'll notify the sheriff that Mr. Frank Trampas

is responsible for his son.

He must provide a home for him

and remain gainfully employed.

Now understand this.

One slip, and your boy

will be returned to this court for sentence.

And I assure you, sir,

I shall not be lenient twice.

[ bangs gavel ]

Next case.

Oh, uh, give this to Flake.

I can't play it nohow.

Anything else, Mr. Trampas?

Yeah. Change your shirt. You look like a bum.

Hey there.

Pa.

What took you so long?

I was getting to like that jail.

Get on the horse.

Get on the-- Now wait a minute, Pa.

I haven't had a drink yet.

I got near three months of jail to wash out of my throat.

You got something lined up, Pa-- is that it?

We're gonna herd cattle.

Herd cattle?!

All right, it ain't much.

But it will be.

And the hills around here, they're full of mavericks.

Hundreds of 'em.

Put up the horses. I'll go in, get a fire going.

[ clucking ]

It's a start, isn't it?

Lots of people started with less.

In a month we can get this place jumping.

Hire hands, build a bunkhouse.

You can't tell, we might even--Pa.

Now stop it.

It's the best I could do, boy.

Look, Pa, I know you had to do something to get me out of jail.

Well, you did good, real good.

But you don't mean to work this cactus farm, do you?

We're going to work it.

Pa, you don't know the first thing about cattle.

Well, I can learn. So can you.

Get something in your head besides running up a deck

or cutting a cold hand off the bottom.

You taught me, Pa.

And what did it get you, my teaching?

Jail and almost prison.

You know what Judge Drucker said?

I gotta be gainfully employed.

That means work.

Or you still can go behind them gray walls.

Boy...

I begged that judge, begged him.

Never did that before in my life.

Oh, come on, Pa.

The world's full of suckers. Isn't that what you said?

Now we got two horses, enough money to get into a game.

Come on, let's get out of here.

Let's live a little bit.

I'm going in town tomorrow to find a buyer for them cows.

While I'm gone, you go up in them hills and round up some more.

I ain't staying, Pa.

I'd rather go to jail than starve to death in this...

cactus patch.

You're still my son and you'll do as I say!

Now I'll show you around and we'll turn in.

Got a lot to do tomorrow.

Look me up when you get into town.

Think you're ready, do you?

Now, Pa, don't do it. I'm telling you.

Look, Pa, I don't want to fight you.

Pa?

Come on.

You think you can take the old man, huh?

Had enough?Is that the best you can do?

[ Frank laughing ]

Deal?

Deal, Pa.

Fitch. Hey there, Fitch.

Hey, Frank. Slide down and drink one with me.

Not right now.

Say, uh, any buyers in town?

Ride down to the pens, you can't help but step on one of 'em.

You sure about that drink?

Business first. Buy you one later.

All right.

Trampas. Frank Trampas.

You call me, Mr. Daley?

Don't forget about your note. It's due next week.

You'll get your money long before that, Mr. Daley. My boy's with me now.

Just a little reminder, Frank, that's all.

Say hello to your boy for me.

[ cattle mooing, cowboys hollering ]

Howdy. Buying cattle?Yeah.

I'm Frank Trampas. Got some fine stock you can have.

Henry Garth. Let me see 'em.

They're out at my ranch.

They got any meat on 'em at all?

Why, sure.

Uh, they could use some grass.

Well, I'm in the business of buying up winter-poor cattle,

fattening 'em up north.

If your herd is sound, you've just sold 'em.

Provided we can get together on the price.

That's fine, Mr. Garth. Wanna come out to the place and look 'em over?

It ain't far.

Bridger, could you ride out there and check on 'em for me?

That's what the Stockman's Association pays me for.

Take a tally and get a look at the general condition.

I'll do her.

Mr. Trampas, looks like you just sold a herd.

Thanks, Mr. Garth.

You just bought stock from two men

who are gonna build the biggest cattle ranch this side of the Rockies--

me and my son.

[ laughter and indistinct chatter ]

I wanna make a toast.

To the Double T Ranch!

Drink up, gals.

[ cattle mooing ]

Well, Judge, that makes $300 a head of yearling.

You want me to load those on number 10?

Excuse me, sir.

Yeah, what is it, Fitch?

Well, that stupid old roan steer busted his leg

over at the other pen. Can I borrow a gun for a minute?

Well, Judge, it's been a profitable day all around.

I'm glad it's over.

Gotta get up early tomorrow and--

[ gunshot ]

Gotta ride out to Big Springs, look at some horses I heard about.

Thank you, sir.

That's a nice-looking piece.

Thank you.

Oh, yeah, forgot all about--What's that?

Oh, Bridger.

Well, you get a tally on Trampas' herd?

Yep. There was no one there but I checked the stock.

Well?

Hoof-and-mouth disease-- the whole bunch are rotten with it.

[ cattle mooing ]

Mr. Garth? Ready to pay me for them steers of mine?

I'm afraid the deal is off. I can't buy your herd.

Can't buy...

But you got to.

They're diseased, Frank.

Diseased?

What do you mean, diseased?

You sold me them cows, and the ranch, too.

I sold you a healthy herd of cattle.

Now you've been running mavericks in with 'em. That's why they're sick.

I'm sorry.

I told you I'd buy if the stock was sound.

Daley...

you just sent my boy to jail.

Daley!

Trampas, don't!

No good ever comes of dodging guilt.

I still think I should talk to him.

Believe me, Judge, the biggest favor you could do that kid

is to stay out of his reach.Sheriff's right, Henry.

That boy's a wild one anyway.

If you met him now, one of you would die.

Why did he do it?

I don't know.

Maybe it's because it comes hard for a man,

admitting that he's been a pure fool.

See, Trampas didn't know the first thing about cattle.

Now look, your stock's moving out on the 10:00.

Why don't you ride along with 'em?

We'll keep it quiet till after you've gone.

I did intend on riding over to Big Springs, look at some horses.

That's even better.I agree.

Well...

I suppose you're right.

This is the price of Trampas' cows.

I'm buying 'em.Well, now, Judge--

Wait. You can destroy the herd.

I just want that boy to have something to start out with.

There's no need for that, Henry.

I think there is.

[ sighs ]

Be a long time before I forget El Paso.

Pa.

Who did it?

I don't know, kid.

Sheriff told me to bring your pa here.

Told me to tell you to stop in and see him when you come in town.

Who did it?

Now you tell me who did it! You tell me who did it!

All I know is it happened last night down by the cattle pens.

Anything else, you'll have to get from the sheriff.

The name of the man who murdered my father.

He wasn't murdered. He was killed in self-defense.

Your father fired three shots.

He only scratched Daley in the arm.

Now since when does a man deserve to die because of a scratched arm?

I said it was self-defense.

Then how come you sent your deputies around

telling anybody that knew anything to keep to keep their mouths shut?

To keep you out of more trouble, that's why.

All right, Sheriff.

I'll find him anyway.

Your deputies didn't do such a good job.

I know enough.

I know about the man with the fancy initialed six-gun.

Whose name begins with S.

You know, huh?

Well, a man whose name begins with S-- that's not much to go on.

I'll find him.

No, you won't. Not if you're sitting in jail, you won't.

I got a court order today from Judge Drucker.

Since your pa's gone, it's up to me to see whether you go back or not.

I see.

And if I go hot-nosing around,

trying to find the man who killed my father...

you'll lock me up.

That's right.

Now there's payment for those cows of yours.

Take that money and put it to use and hold on to your ranch.

How much did he pay you, Sheriff?

How much did the big cattle buyer pay you

to cover up for his killing?

You all right, Sheriff?Yeah.

You want us to go after him?No, no, leave the kid alone.

The kid's got a load of trouble, and I ain't adding to it.

Well, what are you standing around here for?

[ horse whinnies ]

GARTH: Grab on to the rope.

You all right?

Huh?Yeah.

The ford's full of potholes. Same thing happened to me this morning.

I'm much obliged to you, mister.

I can't swim.

I'd better tend to my horse.

I'll get him.

You go and dry up by the fire.

Thanks.

You from around here?

No, Medicine Bow, Wyoming.

Cattle buyer?

That's right.

Where's your gun?

Bottom of that river.

Got a name?

Garth. Henry Garth.

Can you prove it?

If I had a reason.[ gun cocks ]

This reason enough for you?

Now let me see something to prove it.

Some letters here.

Judge, huh?

I was.

Where you riding from?

Big Springs. I was looking at some horses.

Sorry.

You in trouble, boy?

I was born in trouble.

It goes with the name.

Which is?Trampas.

Can you prove it?

[ laughs ]

Say, you're all right.

And I'm glad your name is Garth.

Instead of?

I don't know.

All I got to go on is a big fancy gun

with his initials on it.

S.

I'll find him.

Sounds like a big job.

Not so big.

There aren't that many big ranches up north.

There'll be some who will have names that begin with S.

But only one will be carrying that big fancy gun.

I'll find him.

And then the trouble starts.

No trouble.

I'm just gonna kill him.

Well, I'm not gonna wish you luck.

I won't need it.

You'll need something.

Hate or anger or...

desire for revenge...

that can carry a man just so far.

When it's over, all you've got is

a hand full of weeds.

Thanks for the advice.

I mean it, boy.

Look, mister, it's one thing to save a man's life.

It's another trying to tell him how to run it.

It's your life.

Just do yourself a favor-- take care of it.

Say, if I ever get up to Medicine Bow,

I'll stop in and say hello.

You do that.

[ horses whinnying ]

[ clicks tongue ]

Judge?

How was your trip?

Like all trips.

Oh, yeah.

Remember the gun the boys bought me last year?

With the Shiloh brand in silver?

Sure, I remember.

Well, I lost it.

Oh? How?That's not important.

But the sentiment that went with it is.

You think you can get another one made without them finding out about it?

Sure.

When they gave it to me it was important to them,

and I don't want them to think it's any less important to me.

I'll get a letter off today.

Good.

Tomorrow is soon enough to dive into this.

Anything else happen down there you wanna tell me about?

Like what?

Well, you did go to buy cattle.

Tomorrow.

All right.

[ door opens and closes ]

[ rattling ]

[ horse shrieks ]

[ whinnying ]

Welcome to Medicine Bow.

Buying a horse or selling a saddle?

$40 Ellenberg there. What'll you give me for it?

$6, and I ain't arguing.

Uh, double or nothing, sport?

Oh, no, not me. I seen too many

of them four-bit pieces with two heads.

Nah, nothing like that. Dead-even gamble.

Let me see if I can find a pebble here.

Oh.

Did you rob a bank?Nah.

I just sold a $6 saddle for $24.

[ laughs ]

Dan.Morning. What'll it be, beer?

No, thanks, I'm looking for hands.

I got a bunch of new stock needs branding. Anybody around here need work?

None I know of except maybe that yahoo at the end of the bar with Winnie.

You hear of anybody looking for work, send them out to Shiloh, will you?

Sure will.

Looking for work, cowboy?

Friend, did I do anything to make you mad at me?

Mister, I don't even know you.

Then how come you wanna cuss at me?

Using words like "work" and all that.

I take it you're not looking for a job.

You take it true, friend.

Suckers and mules-- that's what work's for.

And a mule's got enough sense to turn his tail on it.

Sorry I took up your time.

Hey, ramrod.

No offense.

No offense.

[ laughs ]

It's about time you got here.

You've been costing me money.

Patience, gentlemen. The house is always glad

to relive you of any contribution you wish to make.

Hey, how about another drink?

Just a minute, honey.

Who would like to start?

I would.

I think I see some work I am suited for.

CROUPIER: Five, five...

You're gonna leave me now?

I'll be right back, honey. You just keep the bottle warm.

CROUPIER: Four, looking for five.

CROUPIER: Nine, looking for five.

Pay the come bets on the nine.

Eleven, a natural. Pay the come bets on the eleven.

Six. Looking for five.

Ace-deuce craps. Looking for five.

Ace-deuce in the field.

The man's point is five. Let's get on a winner, men.

Time to put your money in and take a lot out.

I'm out for a new one on this one.

Seven. You lose.

Next good shooter.Shoot a dollar.

[ blows ]

Yes, sir.

No eleven.

Eight. Big and easy eight. Eight's his point.

Let's ride with him.Dollar on the eight.

Eight and donate. Pay at this window.

Eight, and he bucked it. Eight's a winner.

Well, let's just play it all.

I got the feeling this is gonna be my lucky day.

MAN: I'm gonna go with him.

The man did it again.

Same shooter, new point.

TRAMPAS: Everybody in.

Come on there, die.Do it again.

Six is the point. The man's point is six.

Fifty I six.

[ blows ]

Fifty I six.

Well, come on, man. Don't hold 'em all day. I'm hot.

MAN: Give him the die.Yo.

Satisfied?Sure.

I'm satisfied they're not ours.

[ men yelling ]

What's going on here?[ all talking ]

All right, one at a time! Hobie, what happened?

This guy ran crooked dice in the game,

and when we caught him, he started tearing up the place.

What have you got to say?

You're wearing the tin badge.

I got a jail to go with it. Come on.

Hey, now, now, now, now, just a minute now, now.

Now you might be making a mistake.I'll gamble, come on.

Will you hold on now? Just hold on a minute.

Now I got friends around here, big friends.

One's even a judge.

Yeah, that's right, a judge.

Now, you seem to be a nice enough fella.

I wouldn't wanna see you get all messed up

just because you didn't know Judge...

Judge, uh, Judge Garth.

Judge Garth's a friend of yours?

Yeah, that's right, Judge Garth and me are buddies.

You wouldn't be trying to talk your way out of jail, would you?

Ride back to Shiloh and tell Judge Garth about this. Tell him some--

The name's Trampas. Tell him that.

Son, you better be telling me the truth.

'Cause if you have me bothering Judge Garth for nothing,

I'm gonna stuff you under that jail.

How much is the damage, Sheriff?

Hobie says $50.

You got any money, Trampas?Not now.

Lost it all in the shuffle.

Well, I'll pay the damages so you can get out of here,

but you'll have to work it out.

Judge...

I gotta be moving on. You know that.

Jail or work-- you can have your choice.

A dollar a day and food.

I'll work.

I'll send the money around tomorrow.Good enough, Judge.

Oh, Sheriff, you can take your dirty socks out of the coffee pot.

I think they're clean by now.

The new hand?

Well, now.

Welcome to the mule barn.

I'm not here because I wanna be.

You just tell me what to do and leave it at that.

Good enough.

We roll out at 5:00.

You need some help?

Not unless you'd care to shoot the foreman for me.

The Virginian? He's all right. He's a good man.

They call me Faraway.

What do they call you?Trampas.

Say.

You look like a nice fella.

Let me show you something.

Take a look at that.

That there's a 7-carat diamond.

It, uh, belonged to my mother.

Sure hate to part with it.

A man shouldn't part with his mother's ring.

No, wait, I-I know.

I wouldn't, not in a second.

It's just that...

Well, I need $50. I gotta have it, I just got to.

You say your mother wore this?

Every day of her married life.

It's, uh, solid gold.

She must have had a mighty green finger.

I'll get it.

I'll get 50 somehow and I'll get out of this rat trap.

Shiloh ain't a bad place to work, Trampas.

For you, maybe.

I run that foreman's tail today and he's gonna make me pay for it.

No, he won't. He's not like that.

No?

Everybody's like that.

Morning, Judge. The cook said you wanted to see me.

Oh, yes. Uh, the new man, Trampas--

I, um...

have an idea he doesn't know much about working cattle.

Go along with him as far as he can, all right?

If you say so, I'll try and find something he can do.

The new gun?Yeah.

Looks just like the old one, doesn't it?

Yes, it does.

Gunsmith did a good job.

Mm-hmm.

Say, you'd better get moving.

Got a lot of hides to mark.

Yes, sir.

[ cowboys hollering ]

Leave it there. Come on, we got another one.

Yah!

Will you come on and help?!

Get off!

The tail, the tail.

The tail-- will you tail him?

We need an iron now to brand him.

Where's The Virginian? Trampas ain't never going to make it.

Gone to the south pass.

COWBOY: Will you come on with the iron?

Come on with the iron!

Yeah, yeah, it's coming.

A hot one, you three-legged tenderfoot!

I'll give you a hot one, big mouth.

Right down your teeth.

Break it up.

Break it up.

This iron's still hot enough to brand with, Steve.

Why don't you take a rest?

Steve been getting on you?

All day. What's he riding me for?

Well, he better get off it, I tell you that.

He hasn't got anything against you.

Just trying to find out if you can take it. Happens all the time.

Not with me, it don't.

Can't fight everybody, Trampas.

Stay out of my business.

Okay.

Supposin' I show you something about branding irons.

[ horse whinnies ]

How's he doing?

Trampas? Well, he's no hand, that's for sure.

Can't tell if he ever will be.

He's got a big itch,

seems to want the world to scratch it for him.

I just came from south pass.

We got wolf trouble again-- two more head last night.

That's 20 head this week.

Late snow in the high country's forcing them down.

They're mean and hungry.

I gave orders to set out poison.

Wolves.

They're worse than rustlers.

[ wolf howling ]

It's none of my business.

You'll probably tell me that.

I'd sure like to know why you're so anxious

to pay off the judge and get out of here.

I'm looking for a man.

Every day I stay here, the trail gets colder.

This man, he...

he must have done something real bad

to get a nice fella like you hating him.

He killed my pa.

MAN: Three.

That cleans me. You're the luckiest

something-or-other I ever played cards with.

Just clean living, sport-- that's what does it.

How about you, ramrod? Feel lucky?

Why not?

Deal.

Little stud hoss.

Bet the king.

Call.

Bet.

Quarter.

Just you and me, boss man.

Quarter.

And a quarter.

And one more.

I got me a king-size hunch.

I'll just raise you another two bits to make a pot.

Call. Put the deck down.

What are you trying to say?

Put it down.

Let's see now.

You raised me twice into a possible cinch.

With two back-raises I should have kings.

And yet you raised me again.

Ever heard of raising on a come?

Sure, when you know what's coming.

Don't stop talking, big man.

It's gone too far to back down now.

I'm saying you've got an ace in the hole.

If the top card's an ace,

you deal me a second card,

take the ace, and win the pot.

Steve, turn his hole card over.

Now the top of the deck.

Stay out of it, boys.

You want me, Judge?

Wolves again.

Got seven head on the south flat.

Get fire camps out and do it quick,

or we'll be planting wheat on Shiloh!

All right, everybody get ready to ride.

Faraway, you're the best hunter.

Take the south pass. Pick yourself a partner.

Trampas, get your gear.

Sure you don't want me to take the first watch?No, I'll do it.

Well, keep the fire up. That's the main thing.

Good fire's about the only thing

to scare away a pack of hungry wolves.

Sure, Faraway.

You turn in.

Hey, Faraway.

Come here a minute.

What's them lights way off there?

Medicine Bow?Yeah, that's Medicine Bow.

About four miles away.

You turn in. Don't worry about me.

I'll wake you up in about three hours.

You won't have to wake me. I got a little clock right up here.

You're kidding me.You wait and see.

Give or take a couple of minutes either way,

in three hours I'll be up.

Trampas, about that--

what happened at the ranch--

Don't let it eat on you. They'll forget it.

I won't forget it.

[ piano playing, loud chatter ]

[ snoring ]

[ wolves growling ]

Aah!

[ wolves snarling ]

[ whimpering ]

[ wolves barking ]

Trampas?

Trampas!

Trampas!

Another one?Why not?

[ laughs ]

My pa always said, "live fast, die laughing."

That's the way to do it.

It's getting awful late, honey.

So what? They won't miss me.

Oh, Faraway, he won't tell nobody.

[ laughing ]

Well.

Look who's here.

Old Goodbody himself.

Ain't you got nothing better to do than go spying on me?

All right, all right,

so I took off.

A man's got a right to have a little fun.

Well, just don't stand there. Fire me or something!

I just sent the doctor out for Faraway.

Faraway?

What does he need a doctor for?

Fire went out.

And the wolves got to him.

Now you get your things!

And you get off Shiloh.

And don't you ever come back.

Pow! $3.

[ all laughing ]

Not the way you shoot, Steve.

What's the matter with the way I shoot?

I don't wanna say you don't shoot good or nothing like that,

but if it's all right with the boss here, I'm joining the wolves.

[ all laughing ]

I don't know, boss man--you're gonna have to do something about the smell in here.

It's getting terrible, terrible.

Sure is. Varmint must have crawled under the bunkhouse and died.

No, I think he just came right in and died.

[ all agreeing ]

Come on, fellas, let's get going.

Judge wants to be up in the hills by noon.

Saddle up.

Come on, let's go.

Foreman.

I wanna see Faraway. Where is he?

He's in the judge's house.

You stay away from him.

Faraway?

Trampas.

I sure thought you wasn't going to get here.

You all right?

Yeah.

Can you imagine an old hand like--like me

getting caught napping like that?

You reckon it's old age?

I left you, Faraway.

I went away and left you and...

Would you get me some water?

Yeah

I know what you're trying to do.

But it's my fault you got hurt.

Nothing will change that.

Now make sure the men stay in pairs.

A starved wolf is as dangerous as a grizzly. I'm sure they know that now.

Now, what should we do about Trampas?

He just rode in. He's picking up his belongings.

Picking up?I saved you the trouble of firing him.

Look, I can't keep anywhere near a happy crew with him around.

He's a liar and a cheat.

And this business with Faraway,

it don't sit too well with anyone.

Give him a horse. Get him off the ranch.

Give...

Judge, he's got no complaints.

You've already given him much more than he deserves.

All right.

I hear one leg is gonna be stiff.

Won't be able to ride no more.

Ha. I just might wind up

thanking one of them old wolves.

I always wanted to have me a little harness shop.

And I'd sit around and enjoy the sun

instead of being out there baking in it.

Yes, sirree.

I been straddling those old

bony-backed horses for too long.

Well, I gotta be going.

Faraway, I won't be seeing you anymore.

It's time I got--

I got on with my business.

But before I go, I wanna see how many

of them Shiloh wolves I can kill.

Don't you try to go after them alone.

Trampas!

Trampas!

So you've added housebreaking to your talents.

I had to see Faraway.

Well, you've seen him. Now leave.

You bet I will. I can't get out of this mess quick enough.

Faraway...

I never meant him no harm.No.

You forgot about him, forgot about everybody except yourself.

Well, you go on, turn your back on people.

Use them, chew them up and spit them out when you're through with them.

Look, I did wrong. I know it, I really know it

Let me stay here and pay back the money I owe you.

Forget about the money.

Well, let me go on the hunt. At least let me do that.

You've done enough.

Take your hate and ride with it.

There's no room for it here.

I'm gonna get more ears than all of you put together, so just watch it.

Just watch out. I got all the ears.

Hey!

You gotta stop him, Judge.

He goes after them wolves alone, he'll get himself killed.

Now, now, settle down, Faraway. You'll pull something loose.

Judge. Trampas just took off

on Steve's mare headed for the hills.

Tell the men to get ready to ride. We'll go after him.

[ wolves howling ]

[ wolves howling ]

[ wolves barking ]

[ gunshots ]

[ barking ]

[ gunshots ]

[ horse whinnies ]

Whoa! Whoa, stop. Whoa!

Whoa!

[ wolf barks ]

[ growling ]

[ barking ]

[ gunshots ]

[ horses approaching ]

You hurt?

Thanks.

He took three shots at us, Trampas.

Hit Daley in the arm.

If I didn't stop him he'd have killed us both, and that's the truth.

Sure.

Sure, describe it to me, Judge.

Tell how you did it, Judge!

I just did, it's that simple.

That day on the riverbank--

now why didn't you tell me then, when I had a gun?

Take the easy way out. That's the way you like it, isn't it?

You killed my father!

Yes, he's dead!

And this is your chance to get out of it cheap,

like always.

You could stay here and work and sweat like everybody.

But no, that wouldn't be easy.

We'd have to see each other, knowing what's between us.

Well, go on and shoot!

Maybe that's the easy way for both of us.

[ crying ]

It's a long way to Shiloh.

You riding with me?

Yeah.

Try not to fall off.

That's the end of the story, I guess.

But it was the start of a man's life.

It's a good story.

But it doesn't apply to me.

Yes, it does, and you know it.

Now you think about it.

Because I'm not gonna sit here all day, Lon.

I'm gonna walk over to that sheriff's office and tell him you're in here.

Unless...

you wanna walk along with me.

[ cocks gun ]

No, Lon, you're not gonna kill me. I've known you half your life.