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Hi, Jess.

Werner.

Put her away, Clem.

He-ya!

Hiya, Jess.

Hello, Mort.

Five'll get you ten he heads south.

Ten what?

Nickels, dimes, dollars, you name it, boy.

I'll cover it.

Let me change--

Oh, no. No, no.

No change in the rules once the bet is made.

- Go on, boy, run along home. - But you bet me.

Go on, go on, get out of here.

Still welching out on bets, Irv?

What do you want with me?

Talk some business.

Not with me, you don't.

We owe you a favor, Irv.

Last favor you did me cost me 5 years in prison.

This one will pay off in green paper.

We've been tracing the payroll for the Janberg mine.

Stage just pulled it up to the bank.

We're favoring you by cutting you in.

You've been here over a year so you can favor us

with everything you know about that nice little bank out there.

No, not this time.

I'm clean.

I'm staying that way.

[ frog croaking ]

Your big gambling friend is kind of busy now, kid.

Get yourself and that bug-eyed jumper some candy.

Thanks.

Just like old times, me paying your gambling debt.

I spent 5 years in prison for you.

What more do you want?

That's why we cut you in, Irv.

From what you told us it will be featherbed easy.

Set this in your minds now,

Reeves at the head of the street,

Griffin back with the mounts,

I'm here with Marty.

We go in right after Irv.

You don't need me.

You said you knew the teller.

If he sees someone he knows, he won't worry.

If it's a stranger he might slam the safe shut,

and there could be trouble.

You wouldn't want that, now, would you?

I'm straight now. I've been going straight for over a year.

I-- I've told you all I know, now count me out.

You better think of your daughter, Irv.

I've got no daughter.

Oh, yes, you do.

She's in Cheyenne.

Ellen's in Cheyenne?

I don't start somethin' without I know all the angles.

She's been there for sometime, works in a cafe.

Been looking for her ever since I got out.

You sure?

You wouldn't want something

to happen to her, now, would you?

Especially now, when you know where she is.

Sorry you had to make

that long trip for nothing, Jess.

Well, it couldn't be helped, Mort.

It'd probably be 2 or 3 days now

before they can get a stage through from the north.

Floods are really that bad, huh?

Well, all the low country 10 miles,

south of the Hunter is under water.

Well, I reckon nobody's knowing the payroll's coming.

Have some supper with me.

No, thanks, Mort, I think I can make it

back to the ranch in time.

Oh, you like Daisy's cooking better than mine, huh?

Sure, don't you?

I'll see you, Mort. So long, Mr. Werner.

So long.

It says bank on the outside.

Why, there's less money in there

than there is in the Sunday collection plate.

Well, at least I'll get some sleep tonight

without having to worry about that payroll.

Another rough trip, Harper?

Not bad, not good.

You, uh...

You don't always ride shotgun, do you?

Nope.

Let me give you a hand with that.

Hey, about that stage run you just made...

Look, Richards, as far as I know,

you've been keeping out of trouble.

You go asking about stage shipments,

Mort's gonna get to wonder.

I'm trying to tell you something--

This bridle needs mending. You give me a hand, huh?

Oh, sure, be right with you.

There's something you want to tell me?

Uh, yeah, Harper, you know, your horse hasn't been ridden in a couple of days,

so don't push him too hard right off.

You trying to tell me how to handle my own horse?

No, I'm just reminding you, that's all.

That's something you shouldn't try again.

He won't.

We'll just stay with him tonight to make sure.

Not a bad place to bed down.

Not bad at all.

All right, Irv, it's about time.

Now remember, you try to sell him

the saddlebags after he's got the safe open.

We see you go in, we'll be right behind you.

All right, now.

What do you want at this hour, Richards?

Well, I thought you might like to buy

a couple of saddlebags, Werner.

I'll give you a good price on them.

I won them in a game.

Knowing you, you more than likely stole them.

Mr. Werner, shut the safe, there's gonna be trouble.

What's got into you?

I mean it.

It's not me. This time I can't stop them.

What are you trying to pull, jailbird?

It's not me, it's them.

They need you inside.

The payroll's gone.

Where's Richards?

He's out back.

[ horse whinnying ]

You got him clean.

Forget Richards, We want those saddlebags.

Hey, Aunt Daisy, look.

Oh, no, ma'am, please, no.

I-- I'm kind of shot up.

You and the boy better just keep moving along.

But if you're hurt, we can help you.

Our ranch isn't far from here.

They tried to kill me. They'll--

They'll still be looking for me

to finish off this job now.

Don't you get mixed up in this, just leave me be.

And leave you here like this?

Why, we'd be just as guilty as the ones who shot you.

Now if you can get in the buckboard--

No.

We'll cover you with a tarpaulin. We'll make it to the ranch.

All right, ma'am, I'll try.

Good.

Dr. Losk is over at the Carrolls'.

Mike can ride over and get him.

Now come on, there's no time to waste.

What can I do for him now, doctor?

Keep him in bed, shouldn't be moved for 3 or 4 days,

a week if possible.

Thank goodness Mike got you here in time.

I'm not sure he did.

Even though we got the bullet out,

his insides are torn up pretty bad.

If he can last more than 6 months, I'll be surprised.

He has no chance at all?

Oh, he'll recover fast enough,

but how long he hangs together, that's something else again.

I've done all I could for him.

Goodbye, Mrs. Cooper.

Goodbye, doctor, and thank you.

[ coughing ]

That posse is getting too close to be healthy.

I think we lost them, at least for now.

Mm-hmm. What next?

We just sit tight until we're sure

they've given up looking for us.

Then we're gonna locate Mr. Irv Richards.

He couldn't have gone far with a bullet hole in him.

Well, that payroll wasn't in his saddlebag.

What did he do with it?

I don't know where he got to or where he hid that money.

We're gonna make it a point to find out.

- MIKE: Hi! - Hi, Mike.

Sure glad this day is over.

If I had to brand another steer, I think I'd grow horns myself.

That goes for me, too.

Hi, Jess.

Hello, partner.

What are you looking so bright-eyed and bushy-tailed about?

Guess what happened to Daisy and me today?

We found a man...

- Where is he now? - In the house.

In the house?

Yeah.

Daisy, you know what kind of a man Irv Richards is?

Well, not exactly.

Well, he's a cheap gambler,

the kind that'd put his own soul in the pot

if he thought he could make a few dollars.

Really?

He got mixed up with an outlaw called Wilkerson.

Was sent up to prison for 5 years.

He's been working at the livery in town

ever since he got out, living on next to nothing.

And after all of that he'd still rather

cut high card than eat.

It isn't much of a life, is it?

He dug his own hole, Daisy, and nobody shoved him in.

We can't let a tinhorn like that stay here.

Being shot, the kind of trouble he's in,

could rub off on you and Mike.

Slim, you're absolutely right.

Well, I'm glad you can see it my way.

Oh, I can, but I don't know quite

what to do about Dr. Losk.

What's the doc got to do with it?

Well, he said that Mr. Richards

shouldn't be moved in less than a week.

It might be fatal if he were.

Anyone moving him would have to take that responsibility.

It's that bad, huh?

I'm afraid it is, Slim.

I helped the doctor remove the bullet,

but I know how you feel.

Chicken and dumplings, huh?

Uh, cooking chicken that way

would make a pretty good broth, wouldn't it?

I mean, you know, for a man who was sick.

You did what you had to do, Daisy.

Don't worry about it.

You--

You don't have to fuss over me like this, ma'am.

I'm not that bad off.

I can only go by what the doctor says.

He thinks you shouldn't be moved for several days.

Several day--

Oh, no.

No, no, ma'am.

I got to get to Cheyenne.

Oh, why is that?

See, I-- I just found out my daughter is there.

She might need me, my wife, she's dead now,

she left me sometime ago 'cause of my gambling.

I haven't seen Ellen,

that's my daughter, for 6 years.

You know, Mr. Richards, I think you're strong enough

to talk to Slim and Jess.

Maybe if you tell them more than you told me,

they could help.

[ horse approaching ]

Look, don't-- don't let anybody in.

Mr. Richards is worried about who's out there.

With him in there, we feel the same way.

[ knocking on door ]

Who's there?

Mort Cory.

Doc Losk said Richards was here.

Is he still around?

Sure is, in there.

You figure Richards is in there, huh?

When we seen that sheriff talking to that doc

and hightailin' here,

and with Richards wounded, it adds up.

You get Marty and Griff, I'll keep an eye on the place.

I tried to warn him.

I told him to shut the safe, I did.

Well, ask Werner, he can tell you.

I wish I could, Werner is dead.

And every man in that hold-up is responsible for his death.

I didn't even have a gun.

I tried to tell him. I--

Harper, I tried to tell you last evening

in the stable, don't you remember?

Then Reeves come along,

he wanted me to fix the bridle for him.

I remember you asking me something

about that stage run I made.

I don't recall no warning.

Reeves stopped me.

He had a gun on me all night.

With a dead man your only witness,

what you're claiming will be hard to prove.

How come they shot you?

Don't you see, I ran out on them.

I wouldn't go through with it.

So then they grabbed the payroll,

they lit out after me.

And Wilkerson isn't the kind of man

you can run out on.

You said they got the payroll?

Sure, they must have, safe was open.

Richards, I'm putting you under arrest.

You admit you were with them

this morning when Werner was killed.

Till you can prove your side of it,

I've got to hold you.

Prove it.

If I was to tell everybody in Laramie

the sun's coming up tomorrow morning,

I doubt if anybody would believe--

believe me.

You're gonna take me in now, like this?

No, I guess I can't.

Doc told me your wound is pretty bad.

We don't want to tire him out too much.

Let's go in the other room.

If you have any ideas of causing any trouble here,

forget them.

Well, what do you make of it, Mort?

Well, if Richards still thinks

that Jess delivered that payroll yesterday,

Wilkerson and his gang have got the same idea.

Yeah, but do you believe the story, Mort,

about running out of the bank before Werner was shot?

Well, it would explain why they're after him.

They got a few hundred dollars from the bank,

but couldn't find the big money.

So they figured he took it.

You're not going to move him?

Oh, no, ma'am, not right away.

From what Doc Losk, told me even if he's guilty,

he may not live long enough to stand trial.

He told me that, too.

I haven't found any way to tell Mr. Richards.

I hate to ask this, but if you boys will act

as my deputies tonight,

I can head back to town and get that posse together,

and be out here the first thing in the morning.

You still think that Richards' men are around, huh?

Oh, they'll be looking for him, all right.

I doubt if they know where he is.

They've been holed up most of the day.

Will you do it?

Well, I can't think of a way to say no, Mort.

Thanks.

Consider yourselves deputized. I'd better ride.

We'll see you tomorrow then, huh, Mort?

I'll be glad to warm up some supper for you, Mort.

Oh, no, no, don't bother, Miss Daisy.

It's been a bad day all around.

If I'd only known I was headed this way sooner,

you bet your bottom dollar I'd have timed

supper right on the dot. Good night.

Good night.

Oh, my goodness, I'm wiping the pattern

right off this plate.

Well, Slim, I wish I could be as sure as Mort

is that there'll be no trouble tonight.

Yeah.

One of us can sleep in there with him,

and the other one better stay out here awake.

That's what I was thinking.

I'll go out and see if the stock's bedded down.

Saw some coyote tracks this morning.

It's very generous of you, Mike,

but I don't think I should take your fine book.

Oh, that's all right.

I've read it through lots of times.

I thought maybe you'd like to, too.

Everything's quiet outside.

How do you want to work the watch?

I'm not too sleepy.

I'll take the first watch if it's okay with you.

Suits me.

Uh, Jess, not yet, Mike's in there.

- Alone with Richards? - Yeah.

Well, you think that's such a good idea?

Well, he wanted to give him something,

you know, that little prayer book of his.

Daisy and I figured he heard us

talking about how Richards may not live so long.

Yes, I should've read it sooner...

30 years sooner.

Aunt Daisy says it's never too late to start.

At least that's what she keeps telling Slim and Jess.

All right, thanks, Mike.

You're welcome.

[ horses whinnying ]

Jess...

something's spooking the horses out there,

might be those coyotes again.

I'm gonna take a check.

Yeah. Make sure it ain't the two-legged kind.

[ creaking ]

REEVES: More guns are on you, mister.

Put yours down, easy.

I won't say it again.

Jess!

I heard a yell.

That was Slim, Daisy. Something's happened out there.

When I go outside, you lock the door after me.

Keep Mike inside.

Mike.

Mike, wake up. Wake up, hurry up.

Come on, we have to get out.

Now don't you stir out of this closet, you understand?

Hold it right where you are.

Jam that rifle barrel in the dirt and stand easy.

[ banging on door ]

[ glass shattering ]

I'll watch them, take a look around.

Richards is in here, boss.

I got to hand it to you, Irv.

You're so good at complaining and crying, you 'bout had me fooled.

Let's save us all a lot of time and trouble.

Where did you hide the payroll?

I swear I never saw the payroll.

Eh, come on now, Irv,

you shouldn't try this with me.

We got away with the chicken feed in that safe,

but you got the big money.

Mister, you're looking for a payroll

that never came in.

I was riding shotgun on that stage,

and we couldn't get through because of the floods.

You'll have to do better than that.

They in it with you?

Oh, of course not, how could they be?

Miss Cooper and the boy found me

by the side of the road and got the doc.

They'd all be a lot happier if I wasn't around.

I don't believe you, Irv.

Maybe they aren't in on it...

but if you don't lead us to the payroll,

we're taking this place apart and everyone in it.

You're wasting your time, mister.

What you're looking for isn't within 100 miles of here.

Where do we start, Irv?

All right, I'll take you there.

It's near where they found me.

I'll take you there on one condition.

You leave them alone.

And if I don't?

You'll never see that payroll.

Might not see it anyway

if these two come riding after us,

and with the sheriff.

Oh, no. Now you could tie them up, leave them here.

By the time anybody found them

or they worked themselves loose, you'd be long gone.

What have we got to lose?

If he's lying, we can still come back here.

All right, three of you, tie 'em good.

I'll see if I can get Irv here on a horse.

It'd be a shame if he had to walk.

Thanks, Miss Cooper, for everything.

Come.

Does that sound like five horses to you?

How would I know?

You must have an even temper.

I'm too mad to count.

He did it for us and Mike.

Sure did.

Hey, listen, did they do as good a job on you

as they did on me?

I can get out of it, all right,

but not in time to do Richards any good.

Where's Mike?

I hid him in the closet.

Mike!

Mike!

Mike!

Mike, wake up.

Let me try. Mike, breakfast.

Good boy, tiger.

Get a knife and cut us loose, Mike.

It's all right, Mike, we need your help.

Well, partner, go in the kitchen

and get a knife and cut us loose.

Isn't breakfast ready?

You don't think I can get it with my hands

tied, do you?

No, I guess not.

Well...

This isn't gonna be easy, you know.

I was just about half alive when they found me.

You'd have to be dead to forget hiding that much

in greenbacks.

You just start remembering it, and quick.

It's hard to tell in the dark...

but it seems to me I remember those rocks over there.

Hold up, Jess.

You know, Daisy's right.

They must have found Richards not more than a mile from here.

Yeah, we could cut across that ridge,

save some time, might stand

a better chance of moving up on them quietly.

Right.

Ah, he's bluffing.

Never was very good at them.

Give him a few minutes more,

then we'll start to work him over.

Get those horses! I'll watch him.

Hold it!

[ gunshots ]

Put him on my horse, Jess.

I should have known the two of them were in it with him.

It'll be light soon, we can trail them easy.

Gather up the horses.

He's passed out.

His wound's opened up again.

We better hole up in these rocks and see how he is.

They'll be coming as soon as they round up their horses.

Yeah, I know.

Daisy and Mike are in town.

Maybe we can hold them off until Mort gets here with the posse.

Maybe, but I wouldn't bet on it.

Settle back, you're just making it worse.

We have to keep moving.

We figure you're in the clear now.

Why do you want to go to Cheyenne?

My daughter, I've got to get to her.

I've got to get to her before Wilkerson does.

And what happens if you don't?

He's threatened to kill her.

And I think he's in a pretty good position

to carry out that threat.

I guess you better know the truth.

Doc Losk patched you up as best he could,

but he didn't figure your chances

were very good at the start.

Being out here is not helping any.

I kind of figured that way myself.

It's funny how you can know

some things without even being told.

Well, we're closer to Cheyenne than we are Laramie.

Still be a gamble for you to ride that far, though.

More of a gamble than the two of you

fixing to stay here and hold off the four of them?

The odds might be more with us

than they are with you right now.

No, all my life I've gambled on penny-ante nothings.

This might be my chance to be dealt in

on something big.

And--

Well, if you boys are willing, I'd like to ride.

This may not be the right place,

but at least they'd know where she is.

I'll see if I can locate Marshal Ives.

[ sighing ]

You want me to go in first?

No, but I'd like you to go in with me.

I got to do this just right.

Pull myself together.

There was four of them trailing us, marshal.

Brushing out our tracks might have slowed them down some, but that's about all.

Maybe we ought to ride to the edge of town.

I'd just as soon keep 'em out of here, Jess.

It'd suit me if they never showed up at all.

But they will. Let's go.

Ellen...

it's good to see you.

Is it, Pa?

Yes, daughter.

You see, I-- I've been trying to find you

ever since I got out of prison.

I wanted to see you...

I wanted to tell you, Ellen, I'm--

I'm all through what I used to be.

I don't believe you.

And I don't even want to believe you now.

I used to pray you'd mean that

when Ma was alive, but not now.

Ellen, honey, you don't understand.

I'm trying to tell you I'm gonna try to make up

for all the wrongs I've done.

Well, there's just no need for you to trouble yourself.

I'm married now.

I have been for about 2 years.

Me and John run this place, we're doing just fine.

I'm proud to hear that.

I'd like to meet your husband. Is he around?

He's--

He's out buying from farmers for the cafe.

I don't think he'd like it if he found you here.

He's come a long way to see you, ma'am.

That's all right, Mr. Sherman.

I-- I really can't blame her.

Oh, I don't like being this way.

But I've got John to think about now...

and the baby.

Baby?

He's upstairs asleep.

Me...

being a grandpa?

Huh?

Now who would have thought that?

Ellen, could I-- could I take a look at him?

Just a short look at him, and then I-- I'll be on my way.

Just for a minute, Pa.

I don't want to wake him up.

Well, I'll find him.

I know it must sound hard to you.

You don't know what me and Ma went through with him.

No, I guess not.

But there is something you ought to know.

I don't want to know anything.

He's probably in trouble again. I can't afford to get him out.

You know, his kind doesn't change.

He's...

Blood?

Now will you listen?

Maybe they got cold feet.

Well, maybe. Could be they're trying another way in, too.

Don't you start squawkin', young fella.

We're both gonna be in trouble.

You know, you might not be able to come

to your grandpa for much advice.

It might be a good thing, too.

I'd probably tell you,

never draw to an inside straight.

Something I've been doing all my life.

You probably won't remember this,

but I'm gonna tell you anyway.

Never be in too much of a hurry.

See, man comes up out of nowhere.

First thing you know, his time on earth is done.

So just take it easy, enjoy it.

Grow up and make your mom and pop proud of you.

Hold your fire, boys.

Irv's got something he wants to tell us.

Don't you, Irv?

Nope. I'm not runnin' anymore.

You can't kill a man who's already dead.

Drop it.

No, don't.

Don't bother, Sherman.

I-- I went in with a bust hand anyway.

Why'd you try to go it alone?

Had to.

All my life I've been leaning on others.

I've got no regrets now.

Pa...

Pa, you shouldn't have done it.

Don't, baby, don't, don't you feel bad, hmm?

I made my last gamble.

Some might say I lost, but I say I won.

There's not many men can waste their life...

end up with nothing,

then one day make up for most of it.

Find out he had everything.

Sorry, Slim.

Guess we were too late.

I don't think so, Jess.

Not really.

[ Mike laughing ]

Higher!

Higher!

Up.

Up.

Slim, Jess.

You stop it, stop it.

Stop it, I say.

That is a fine way to air my blanket.

We were just getting the dust out of Mike, Daisy.

Would you like to be next?

I suppose you think I couldn't do it anymore.

Daisy, is there something in your past you've been keeping from us?

Just don't think you know

everything about me, Jess Harper.

What you got there, tiger?

Oh, nothing.

Just I haven't seen this blanket in a long time,

since Daisy washed it.

What's so special about it, partner?

This is the blanket that was on Slim's bed

when Mr. Richards was here.

I sure feel sorry for him,

getting dead and all after all he went through.

I felt the same way, Mike,

until I got to thinking about it.

Listen to this.

Suppose there was a bird that had to live in a cage

ever since he was hatched.

And as long as he could remember,

he wanted to fly, but he didn't have the room.

He hated that cage, and one day he got out...

and he flew.

He flew high and wide,

and saw everything he wanted to.

And one day he died, but he sure was happy.

Now would you feel sorry for him?

No, I guess not, 'cause I'd like to fly, too.

Now, come, come.

The only thing that's going to fly around here today

is the dust out of my blankets.

And I suggest you get busy at them.

Oh, Daisy.

What?

- It's your turn. - No, no, Slim.

No, no! No!