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[ theme music playing ]

Well?

How many cards?

Uh...two.

Not me.I'm out.

I'll play these.

Well, now...

I might as well be broke as the way I am.

Bet my last hand.

Your ten, and ten more.

Well...

hold everything till I get back.

Danny, where are all the Shiloh hands?

Went back, I suppose.

I guess I'm gonna need your help.

I need a little bettin' money.

Money? Oh, no.Just a minute.

They're holding the game up for me.

Come on, be a good fella.

You're in way over your head with those men. Take my advice--

I don't need your advice. I need your money.

Danny, my luck's changed.

Yeah. How do you figure that?

[ inaudible ]

Why didn't you say so? How much do you need?

Ten to call.

You, uh... take it from there.

Go get 'em.

Full house.

Contributions gratefully accepted.

Your deal.

Oh, no.

That does it for me. Me, too.

Come on, gentlemen. The evening's still young.

It's not evening. It's morning.

Man and boy, I never seen such luck.

I did kind of hold 'em.

See you next Saturday, Trampas.

No.

I got other plans for this money.

Big plans.

Better walk him out, then rub him down.

I don't want him foundering on water.

Feed him in about an hour.

Mister, you think I never saw a horse before?

I don't know. I never saw you before.

Here you go. Any hard feelings?

No.Good.

Howdy.Hello.

Tell me, does Duke Logan still run this bank?

Mr. Logan's president, if that's what you mean.

That's what I mean.

Think you could rustle him up for me?

He won't be in today. He's out hunting.

Oh. Well, I'll catch up with him later.

You can handle this.

I want to open up an account.

Yes, sir.

How'd that five get in there?

Make it for 500.

I'll need the rest for walking-around money.

You plan to stay here long, Mister...

Name's Trampas.

How long I stay depends on a lot of things.

I'll be bunking over at the hotel

till I make up my mind.

Sure hope you like it here enough to stay.

You haven't been here long, have you?

Not quite three years. Why?

Well, five years ago, you would've been fired from your job

for even suggesting such a thing.

[ ringing ]

[ Spanish accent ] You want a room?

That's the general idea.

Four bits a night. Pay in adva--

Trampas!Carlos!

I never thought I'd see you in this town again.

What do you mean? I wouldn't let money come between an old friend.

Aw, same old Trampas.

Boy, you haven't changed much, either, Carlos.

[ laughs ] Only my name--

it's Charley... now that I lost my Spanish accent.

[ laugh ]

Charley, how much money do I owe you?

Oh, what difference does it make?

I want to know. You kept track, didn't you?

What for? So I could get sore all over again

every time I look at it?

Heh. Well, uh...

I got it right here.

Let's see.

I owe you, uh...

$64.45.

Plus interest for five years, that's--

I'm no good at figures.

Want to settle for an even 75?

75 what?

75 of these right here.

You hold up a bank?

Charley, I worked for this.

I earned it with real sweat.

Yeah? Where?

Ever hear of a ranch up in Wyoming called Shiloh?

No.

It's a big ranch. I'm top hand up there.

How you save a roll like that on a cowhand's pay?

I didn't. I used that to bankroll me in a poker game.

Ah, that's more like it. Ha ha!

You sweating-- I want to see the day.

You should've seen me sweat when I was bluffing those four sports

with a busted flush. That's real sweat, Charley.

[ laughs ]

[ footsteps ]

Comancheros.

Give me a room with a soft mattress, Charley.

It's been a long ride.

Try number 8. That ought to do it.

What'd you do that for?

It was in the way.

Could've asked me to move it.

This was easier.

The bill.

Just a minute, Charley.

Pick it up first. Then pay the bill.

You are giving me an order?

You could say that.

MAN: You must be new here, señor.

Only I give orders to my men.

Then you tell him.

You know this man?

He's an old friend. This is Señor Lopez.

My friend Trampas.

You wear your gun low, señor,

like a gunfighter.

I've got long arms.

With three men against you, you are either very quick

or very foolish.

A little bit of both.

An interesting combination.

Dangerous, but interesting.

[ laughs ]

Where are your manners, Angel?

Pick up the gentleman's saddlebag.

[ speaks Spanish ]

Here is for the bill, Charley.

Keep what is left and buy yourself and your friend a drink

with my compliments.

Gracias.

Before I go, señor, could I see your gun?

Nothin' unusual about it.

Please, señor, if I'd wanted to give you trouble...

Gracias.

While you are here, this way is better.

Gracias.

Adiós, amigos.

Things have sure changed around here, Charley.

I guess a lot can happen in five years.

Last time I was here, the cavalry was stomping on them...

every time they could find 'em.

That was when they were trading with the Indians.

I remember.

Guns and rotgut for stolen beef.

That's all gone now.

The Indians have been cleared back to their reservations.

You mean the Comancheros have turned respectable?

They don't break any laws here.

The way they acted, you'd think that fella Lopez

was the town mayor or something.

Let's not talk about them.

Let's talk about all the friends you're gonna have

when they find out you're back...with money.

[ laughs ] I'm counting on you to pass the word.

Tell them I'll be in the saloon in about an hour,

after I've cleaned up.

The cistern is still out in back.

Help yourself to water.

I see the service hasn't changed any.

[ laughs ]

Sam Oliver. $70.

[ whistles ]

10, 20, 30,

40, 50, 60...

70.

20 for me and that 50 Pa owes you.

We all squared now?

It's always a pleasure to do business with you, Trampas.

I'll remember you said that next time I need a loan.

[ laughter ]

Trampas?Coop?

I keep waiting to hear you call out my name.

You didn't forget all those times I staked you.

Heh. Coop, I got you at the bottom of the list.

And seeing as how you own the saloon,

I figured you didn't need the money.

Let's say I like to collect souvenirs.

The book says Pa and I owe you--

[ whistles ] $190.

Big enough souvenir for you?

I know everyone here has money,

so don't expect me to say something foolish,

like, "Drinks are on the house."

[ laughter ]

Coop, don't you think we ought to let Trampas

have a chance to win some of his money back?

Charley, you're reading my mind again.

How about it, Trampas? The back room's all set up.

Ordinarily, I'd accept a game of poker with mind-readers,

as long as they admit what they are before we sit down.

But not tonight. Tomorrow's gonna be a long day.

I got some unfinished business to take care of.

I didn't think you'd ride back from Wyoming

just to pay off a few old gambling debts.

No.

I remember when you left town

five years ago.

You were pretty unhappy with Duke Logan right then.

I remember.

You were kind of hawk-headed in those days.

Should've been downright grateful, I guess.

Here I had a banker giving me advice

to try my luck at any other place except Logan.

Since then, I've heard people will pay a lot of money

for that kind of advice.

And Duke was real free with it.

Well, see you tomorrow...maybe.

[ knock on door ]

Just a second.

Mr. Logan.

Won't you come in?

You're welcome, too.

What's the matter, Duke? Bank in trouble?

I can deposit some more in the morning if it'll help you out.

This is our town Marshal-- Brett Cole.

New since you were here.

Glad to know you, Marshal... I guess.

I brought the money you put in the bank today.

I made the withdrawal slip for you to sign.

Just a minute, Duke.

I didn't say I wanted to take my money out.

I'm gettin' used to the idea of havin' a bank account.

The last time we talked,

I thought we had something understood.

I remember the talk real well.

Seems to me you brought the town Marshal that time, too.

You were talking to a poorer guy then, Duke.

Maybe he scared a little easier than I do.

I don't know what you're up to.

But we don't want your kind in our town.

My kind? What's that?

What you were when you left here.

A card cheater, shiftless, no good to anybody.

You and your pa.

If my pa and me wanted to cheat,

you would've never known about it.

Did he come back with you, too?

He's dead.

Marshal, if it'll make you happy, I'll give you my word

I won't get into any card games while I'm here.

Mr. Logan thinks it'd be best

if you simply moved along.

What if I don't agree with him? Is that breaking the law?

No. But I'd like to know what you have in mind.

Maybe I just like it here.

Is that reason enough?

Well, if it's true.

But the word around town is that you said

you had some unfinished business to take care of.

And you thought that meant I was gunnin' for you.

Must be awful to have such a guilty conscience.

We didn't come up here for any small talk.

What I said about unfinished business, Marshal--

the boys in the saloon got that wrong.

Just what did you mean?

Duke never told you

why he ran me out before.

Besides being a shiftless, no-account--

I'm not interested to what happened to you two in the past.

I just don't want any trouble now.

Well, I'll tell you anyway.

My big mistake was calling on his sister.

Before I leave this time, I intend on seeing Carole.

If the banker doesn't like it, that's too bad.

[ laughs ]

Oh, excuse me.

Did I say something funny?

Well, five years is a long time, Trampas.

Carole's all right?

She's my wife.

I guess I'll be drawing my money

out of the account after all.

There's no reason why you shouldn't say hello

as long as you're here.

Thanks, Marshal, but... you say it for me.

$500.

Uh...the bank book, please.

Just a minute, Duke.

You can go now.

Trampas!

Whoa.

Hello, Carole.

Brett told me you were in town.

I couldn't let you get away without seeing you.

That was right nice of you.

Were you really gonna leave without stopping by?

Well, I didn't want to bother an old married lady.

But you don't look like an old married lady.

You've held up pretty well yourself.

I get around all right, when the weather's good.

Brett tells me you've been very successful.

Strictly temporary. I ran into a little luck.

Thought I'd come back and pay off a few debts.

Other than that, I'm a $40-a-month cowhand.

You mean you settled down to a regular job?

Doesn't sound much like me, does it?

I always thought you could...

if you ever wanted to.

It kind of snuck up on me.

How about you?

How long have you been married now?

Almost two years.

Well, no need to ask if you're happy.

I can see that by lookin' at you.

Well, I got a lot of riding to do before sundown.

Can't you stay and have supper with us?

Thanks, but I thought I'd stop by

and see my old boss and his wife on the way back.

Can't persuade you to change your mind?

Maybe next time.

Sure nice seeing you, Carole.

Good-bye.

Fred?

Sarah?

Hey! Anybody home?

[ horse neighs ]

Don't move, anybody.

[ speaks Spanish ]

[ horse neighs ]

All right, keep your hands up where I can see 'em.

Come on, get 'em up.

[ speaks Spanish ]

Get over to the horses.

Vamanos. iVamanos!

I got some prisoners for you, Marshal.

What'd they do?

They killed Fred and Sarah Hall.

Vamanos.

All right, tell me about it.

I was gonna pay a little visit to the Halls on my way back.

I used to work for 'em.

When I got there, the place was ransacked

and the Halls were dead.

I followed the Comancheros' trail

till I caught up with them at their camp.

Then you didn't actually see the killing?

No.

How can you be sure?

When I got there, there were four horses

with Hall's brand on them.

Plus these sacks with whatever they could carry out of the house.

They even took Fred's watch.

Got his initials on it.

Did you kill the one out there?

Yeah, he went for his gun.

I wish the others had, too.

Would've made things a lot simpler.

Funny way for a lawman to talk.

It's an unusual situation here, Trampas.

I don't follow, Marshal.

If this isn't evidence enough to hang 'em, I don't know what is.

I can only hold them on your complaint.

You want to sign this?

It means you'll have to stay for the trial.

That body outside-- want me to take care of it?

Yeah, I guess so.

How'd he die?

I shot him.

Oh?

Comanchero, ain't he?

That's right.

You think Lopez will want to pay for the funeral?

I don't know, Harry. Just take him over to your place.

Can't you see we're busy?

I just want to know who's paying--the town or Lopez.

You won't have to worry about who pays for the Halls.

I buried 'em out there.

I meant to ask you about that.

I'm in a hurry to get back, Marshal.

No reason for the trial to take more than a day, is there?

Probably not... when they get to it.

What do you mean? Why don't they get to it right away?

I'm just the town Marshal, Trampas.

My authority stops with the town limits.

What happened out at the Halls' place

is really outside my jurisdiction.

About the most I can do is hold these two men here

until I can turn them over to the county sheriff.

And he's in San Pablo, and that's 200 miles away,

and it'll take a couple of weeks to get him here.

A couple of weeks?

It's a big county, Trampas.

And he's a busy man.

Isn't there some kind of statement I could leave with you?

It wouldn't be worth anything in court.

It's just your word against theirs.

And you've got to be here in case they want to cross-examine you.

You still want to go ahead with this?

[ knock on door ]Come in.

Hi.

A love letter?

Just my boss.

I'm tellin' him it looks like I'll be late

gettin' back to Shiloh.

So I heard.

What are we celebrating?

Your decision to stay over.

What's so great about that?

Several things.

You will be occupying the room longer,

which will bring me more money.

I will have the pleasure of having a good drinking companion.

And it will stir up the good citizens of the town

like an earthquake.

All that, huh?

Just because I brought two murderers into jail.

Not just murderers. Comancheros.

Maybe you'd better explain.

I'd like to talk to you, Trampas.

Why not?

The Marshal just told me about your run-in with the Comancheros.

He said you filed charges against them.

That's right.

You've been away a long time, Trampas.

Things have changed a lot since you left.

Some of the changes we don't like.

But we have to live with them.

I think you can talk more directly than that, Duke.

You know the saying "Live and let live"?

That's us.

We let the Comancheros live,

and we hope they will return the favor.

I didn't ask you to sit in on this.

It's my hotel. I sit anywhere I want.

Then I'll ask Trampas to finish the talk at my house.

I like it fine right here.

Only get to the point.

My friend and I have some social drinking to do.

All right.

I'll come to the point.

I want you to drop those charges against those two men.

I don't get it.

First your Marshal tries to talk me out of it,

and now you.

I'm not talking just for myself.

This involves the whole town.

I still don't get it.

We have an understanding with Lopez.

If he and his men behave themselves in our town,

obey our laws, they're welcome here.

CHARLEY: What he means is...

they buy from the merchants

who take the money they make and put it in his bank.

It's better than having them raid the town

and take what they want.

I notice you don't mind takin' their money for your rooms.

Unfortunately, I have no more backbone than the rest of them.

It's not a question of backbone.

It's a question of survival.

Five years ago, the Army would've handled this.

Those men would've been tried and hung.

But there is no Army today.

If you can't handle the Comancheros,

why don't you ask the Army back?

The town of Indian Creek tried that.

Ask Charley what happened.

The Federal Marshals came in--

enough cavalry to fight a small war.

And the Comancheros disappeared until the cavalry left.

And then they came back.

Tell him what happened to the tough little town of Indian Creek.

It wasn't very pretty.

And what about the Halls?

Don't you think that was a little violation of your agreement?

The Marshal told you-- it doesn't come under his jurisdiction.

The county sheriff is responsible for all those people out there.

So, you want me to withdraw my charges.

Maybe put up a box lunch so they'll have something to eat on the way out.

I didn't create the situation.

I'm just telling you what it is.

If we break our agreement to Lopez--

Don't count me in on that "we".

I don't have any agreement with him.

The town does.

There were a lot of things wrong with this town when I left.

But I didn't think being yellow was one of 'em.

It's easy for you to talk big.

You don't have to live here.

And what about the Halls?

Did anybody tell them it was all right

if the Comancheros wanted to kill them?

Nothing we do is gonna bring the Halls back.

It boils down to how many lives you want to sacrifice

to get your own personal revenge.

If I wanted personal revenge,

I would've killed them when I caught them.

I'm going by the law.

I'm not gonna roll over and play dead for you, Lopez, or anybody else.

I thought I could talk some sense into you.

I should've known it was a waste of time.

Now you know.

That's the way it really is here, huh?

I would say yes.

Only they don't think of it the way you do.

They call it being practical.

I say "they". I do it, too.

Only difference is, I don't try to close my eyes to it.

Here. You're not drinking.

I've had enough, thanks.

Then I'll finish this myself.

Maybe it'll help me forget that Lopez is my countryman.

I hate him for making Spanish blood a bad thing.

Charley.Hmm?

You're a long way from being a Comanchero.

Good night, amigo.

Hello, Carole.

What are you doing all the way out here?

I was asleep last night when Brett came home.

I didn't hear about this thing till this morning.

I came right out to see if there was anything I could do.

I didn't know you'd be here.

I just finished putting a cross on the grave.

Would you like to see it?

Yes, I would.

Seems like there ought to be something else I should do,

but I can't think of anything.

The Comancheros took everything out of the house

that was worth carrying away.

Not very fancy.

I didn't know you were good friends with the Halls.

I never knew them well.

In all these years, I never really knew them.

They didn't have time for much socializing.

I guess it kept them busy just trying to make a living.

It was very thoughtful of you to come out, though.

If I'd known you were gonna be here, I wouldn't have.

Why not?

Tell me something. Why did you come back here?

To Logan, I mean.

Well, I owed about everybody in town a little money.

When I struck it rich--

You could've handled that by mail.

I guess I could've, at that.

Well, it seemed that--

Maybe I just wanted to show off.

I guess the real reason was...

there was someone I just couldn't get out of my head.

You take those long winter nights in Wyoming in a bunkhouse,

the wind howling outside,

the snow drifts all the way up to the roof,

a man's got a lot of time for thinkin'.

The last thing in the world I want to do is hurt you,

but I wish you'd stayed in Wyoming.

Well, it was my idea to come back.

Besides, it didn't hurt me none

to have something to think about when I was up there in Wyoming.

I wish I hadn't seen you again.

I'm being selfish.

I had my life beautifully arranged,

exactly as I thought I wanted it.

I'd forgotten you.

You showed good sense.

I'm not sure I'll always show such good sense.

Not if you're gonna be staying on here. Brett says you might.

I thought you were happily married.

I am. I want to stay that way.

Carole...

you know I wouldn't do anything to come between you and Brett.

I know that. It's not you I'm worried about.

I thought I had more pride than to admit such a thing.

But please get whatever you're here for over as soon as possible.

Before I do something I'll be ashamed of.

Amigo.

Well?

I don't know.

Don't you worry.

I saw the look on his face

when he found out you were married.

I'm still betting you can twist him

around your little finger.

Something the matter?

I just wish there was some other way of doing it.

I told you, I tried.

He just wouldn't listen to me.

You believe I'm right

about getting those prisoners released, don't you?

Well, yes.

Well, I'm sure you convinced him.

Oh, uh...

I don't think I'd mention any of this to Brett.

Just keep it between the two of us.

CHARLEY: Amigo.

Oh. Come on in, Charley.

You didn't speak to me when you came in.

I'm sorry. I was, uh...

thinkin' of something else.

Back in Medicine Bow,

when you won all that money and decided to come back here,

it seemed like a very simple idea, didn't it?

How wrong could a man be?

You want me to mail that letter for you?

I don't know.

You changed your mind?

I haven't decided yet.

She must've been more persuasive than her brother.

What do you mean?

She came by this morning to see you.

I told her where you had gone.

Charley, you're not makin' that up.

Why should I?

I was right, then. She found you.

Yeah.

She found me.

Mail it, Charley.

Hello, Lopez.

Amigo.

I hear we have a little problem.

Robbery and murder.

I call that a big problem.

I knew one of my men had been killed.

I did not also know he'd also been robbed.

I'm not talking about your man.

I mean the Halls.

What makes you think it was my men who did it?

They were trailed from the Halls' ranch.

They had the Halls' horses

and two sacks of personal possessions with them

when they were caught.

But you yourself do not know this to be a fact.

Someone else caught them.

Señor Logan.

I was just discussing our problem

with the Marshal.

Too bad this had to happen

when things were going so well.

There's no reason things can't continue to go well.

Not while my men are in your jail.

If they have done what you say,

I will punish them my own way.

You will hand them over to me?

I can't do that, Lopez.

I don't understand. Señor Logan has just said--

There's been a formal charge filed against them.

According to the law, they'll have to stay--

I've been working on that, Brett.

I think things will be all right now, señor.

You mean Trampas is gonna withdraw his complaint?

TRAMPAS: No.

You are the man responsible for this?

I brought your men in, if that's what you mean.

I remember you.

You're a lawman?

No.

Just a friend of the people your men murdered.

That gives you the right to kill?

The law will decide that.

No, señor.

I will decide.

Am I to understand you will not release my men?

As long as he stands behind his complaint,

I have to hold them for trial.

I see.

I will return tomorrow for my men.

How you arrange it is up to you.

Lopez. Sí, señor.

We'll work something out. I give you my word.

I don't want your word. I want my men-- tomorrow.

For a minute there, I thought you were gonna polish his boots for him.

Just what are you after?

Well, if I have to put it in words,

you might say it's a matter of principle.

So, name it. How much do you want

to get out of town?

How much do you think it's worth?

You came here with $1,000.

You can leave with 2.

That's a very tempting offer.

Only trouble is, it won't help me forget

how the Halls looked lying there,

with Comanchero bullets in them.

Just how do you think it makes me look

when my own brother-in-law turns against me?

I'm not turning against you, Duke!

I'm just telling you I can't turn them loose! It's my job--

Don't tell me about your job! I got it for you!

I just saw Trampas leaving here.

Is he going for good?

No, he isn't. He's staying.

But I thought--

It doesn't matter what you thought.

He's a stubborn jackass.

And so is your husband.

Unless you can talk some sense into him.

Let's try and keep this from becoming a family argument.

How can we? You're my brother-in-law.

Everybody in town knows that.

They expect you to listen to me.

You said you wanted me to talk to him.

Why don't you let me do it?

You're welcome to it.

I'm sorry, Brett.

Duke doesn't mean it the way it sounds.

Just how does he mean it?

I do wish you two got along better.

We get along just fine,

as long as I do what he wants.

What is it he wants you to do?

A simple little thing like letting those two Comancheros out of jail,

that's all.

Is that such a terrible thing to ask?

Is it?

I have a job to do, honey.

Isn't that job protecting the lives and property

of the people here in Logan?

And I'm not very proud of the way I've been doing it.

Everybody else is.

Is there anything wrong with doing what people want you to?

I have a responsibility to enforce the law, Carole.

What the people in town want shouldn't change that.

Brett, the people elect you.

To do a job for them they don't want to do themselves.

I thought we had a good life, Brett, the way it was.

You never heard me complain.

But you'd risk having it torn out by the roots?

I know all that.

But you're going ahead anyway. You don't care.

I care a lot, Carole.

But there's nothing else I can do.

You can turn those men loose,

the way Duke asked you to.

No one in this town is ever gonna question your motives

for doing it.

Oh, you're wrong, honey. I would.

What's come over you, Brett?

You used to listen to Duke.

Maybe I listened too much for too long.

What were you before you came to Logan, Brett?

You know what I was. I was Deputy Marshal at Gila Roads.

And you'd still be there, wouldn't you?

A little deputy making no money at all

if my brother hadn't brought you here to Logan.

I'd probably be fired. They have a new sheriff up there--

Don't you think you owe my brother at least the benefit of the doubt?

There isn't any doubt, Carole.

But you heard what Duke said.

I'm sick of having you tell me what Duke said!

I tell you what Duke says because he's right.

And you thought so, too, before Trampas came back here.

What has he got to do with it?

Oh, he never did like Duke.

He's turned you against him, too. Can't you see that?

Maybe he does have something to do with it.

But not what you think.

Maybe he forced me to look at myself

for the first time.

I'm not going to stand by

and watch you destroy us all

for a silly gesture.

Either you let those men go...

or I'm leaving you.

You don't mean that.

I mean every word of it.

Carole...

it's not just that I have to live with myself.

If I said yes...

I'd have to live with you, knowing what you'd think of me.

I don't believe I could do that.

[ knock on door ]Come in.

Well, it doesn't take long

for the word to get around, does it?

You lied to me. You let me think you were going to leave.

I don't remember saying anything like that.

I'll admit I was on the fence...

till I realized you were trying to do something

your brother couldn't-- scare me...

or bribe me into doing it.

What of it?

Who do you think you are,

coming into our town, telling us how to act?

I'm not telling anybody how to act.

Duke takes care of that department.

Don't try to blame my brother.

We got along fine here till you came back.

Are you speaking for your husband, too?

Just what do you mean by that?

Last time I saw him, he was doing a pretty good job

standing up against Duke and Lopez both.

Because you forced him into it.

I didn't force him into doing anything.

He made up his own mind.

And he's wrong, just as wrong as you are.

Only you don't have anything to lose.

You can go right back to where you came from.

It doesn't matter to you if he gets killed doing his stupid job!

Carole, listen to me.

I don't want to see Brett get hurt,

and I don't want to get hurt myself.

But I'm not gonna back down from something I have to do.

Maybe he feels the same way.

You can't understand that, can you?

No.

Carole, I spent a lot of time over the years...

wondering what it'd be like having you as a wife.

I'm sorry I had to find out.

[ overlapping chatter ]

[ chatter dies down ]

Whiskey.

Leave the bottle.

Hi, Sam. Coop.

Hello, Trampas.

Sit down.

Friendly group.

Drink?

Thanks.

Two days ago, I was a fair-haired boy around here.

Things sure do change quick.

Uh...happy days.

I see you're quarantined, too.

Duke passed the word.

Maybe I made a mistake.

I don't think so.

It wasn't fair to get you involved, too.

Guess I got my back up and didn't look too far ahead.

I took the job, and it's about time I did it.

What about tomorrow? What do you think is gonna happen?

I don't know.

If it comes to a showdown with Lopez,

you think any of them are gonna back you up?

I wouldn't bank on it.

Have another?

No, thanks.

Me, neither.

Marshal, see you tomorrow.

You don't have to.

Yes, I do.

Your town is becoming very crowded, señor.

I hope it does not burst at its seams.

Just give us a little more time, Lopez.

We Spanish are known to be mañana people.

But remember, señor...

in Logan, it is already mañana.

You have one hour.

Thought you might need some company.

Thanks.

Mind if I borrow one of these?

Help yourself.

Brett, I--

You'd better go home, Carole.

If you two want to talk,

I can go in there.

We haven't got anything to talk about.

Have we, Carole?

I've come for the prisoners, Brett.

You ordering me?

I am.

As long as I'm Marshal,

you don't give orders.

DUKE: You're not Marshal anymore.

The town council just had a meeting.

You're through.

It's your jail, Duke. Help yourself.

Nothing to keep me in Logan anymore.

I'll be goin' on my way.

Nice try, Marshal.

You coming, Carole?

No.

You'd better go with him. He's always right.

I want to talk to my husband.

Alone.

Brett, I've...

come here to apologize.

Nothin' to apologize for, Carole.

We just see things differently, that's all.

Not anymore.

I'm still the same man, Carole.

I'd do the same thing all over again if I had the chance.

I know. That's why I'm here.

I, uh--

I may not always agree with you.

But I know now that that doesn't matter.

The important thing is that you know what you have to do.

And it's up to your wife to back you up.

You mean that?

That's what I came here to tell you.

To ask you to forgive me for--

[ cheering ]

[ speaking Spanish ]

Come, señores. We will have a drink together.

Thanks, but it's a little early for us.

It is never too early to drink to friendship and understanding.

There cannot be the one without the other.

And now I know we do understand each other.

Come, señores, we will drink!

I see Duke won as usual.

Make up my bill. I'll be leaving.

Wise idea.

[ chatter and laughter ]

I congratulate you, gentlemen,

on making a wise decision.

Though I never doubted for a moment that you would do it.

You are intelligent men-- all of you.

I salute the intelligent way

we solved our problem.

From now on, I am sure

we will all get along like brothers.

Come, we will drink to this.

To all my muchachos.

And now, señores, I regret to say

that all good things must come to an end.

I want you to go to your homes and stay here...

after you have made certain everyone in the town will stay off the streets

until I tell them to come out.

I don't understand.

Of course you understand, señor.

I am speaking very clearly.

I want your people off the streets

where they cannot be hurt.

I think only of the welfare

of my new little cousins.

Move, señores. Quickly.

Duke, what's this all about?

You heard every word I did.

[ shouting and laughing ]

Guess that does it.

You mind leave Logan, Carole,

and moving to a new town?

I won't mind at all.

Carole, stay in here till Lopez and his men leave town.

I thought we were one big, happy family now.

I didn't come here to argue with you.

Make sure she stays off the street.

I don't understand.

I think I do.

Brett, where are you going?

To get Trampas out of town.

Is that what this is all about?

I can't be sure. I'm gonna find out.

Brett...

[ Comancheros laughing and shouting ]

Where's Brett going?

To help Trampas. That's what this is all about, isn't it?

Why'd you let him go?

Because he felt he had to.

Looks like Lopez has got it all set up for me.

I was hoping he'd forget about you.

I should've known.

Lopez never forgets an enemy.

That's a good way to keep a lot of friends.

Are they after Trampas?

What about the back way?

There are men there, too. I already looked.

It would do any good anyway.

I wouldn't get very far on foot.

I sure do admire the way the people in this town

respect Señor Lopez.

I should've learned from them sooner.

Where's your horse?

Down at the livery stable.

It's sure gonna be a long walk.

You can't go out there.

I don't want to, but I don't see any other way.

If I stay here, they'll get tired of waiting

and come in after me.

The only chance I got is to get to my horse.

The way I see it, that's out the front door.

Look...

I'll talk to Lopez. Maybe he'll listen to reason.

What good would that do now?

It's his town. He'll do as he pleases.

I think he's gonna teach the people of this town

a lesson they won't forget.

Trampas...

I'm going with you.

I'm scared enough to take you up on that.

But if he wants to get me,

one more gun won't do any good.

He's right.

Who knows? Maybe he's just trying to make you sweat.

If that's what he's after,

he's made his point.

Well, only one way to find out.

Well--Trampas.

I don't care what you say. I can't let you--

No.

What I said up there still goes.

It wouldn't do any good.

It might even make them start something

if they see you come out with me.

But thanks anyway.

See you around, Charley.

Marshal.

[ gunshot ]

Get back in there!

Think I never saw a gun before, mister?

What do you want to do with them, Marshal?

Get out of town, and stay out.

Vayansen, Comancheros!

You all right, Trampas?

Never felt better.

I owe you an apology.

Well, uh...

I guess we all said a few things we didn't mean.

Well, so long, Sam. Coop.

Charley.

You still have to leave?

Yeah.

You, uh...got a nice little town here.

But I got a job waiting for me.

Don't look so far from here to the stable

as it did a few minutes ago.