All language subtitles for The Rebel S01E11 The Vagrants

Farrell.

State your name and your reason for being in town.

Can't see where it's any business of yours.

Name's Yuma, Johnny Yuma.

I might get a few days work here, I might shove on.

Do you know anybody in town?

No.

You're under arrest for vagrancy.

You just made up my mind for me, I'm shoving on.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel

♪ He roamed through the West

♪ And Johnny Yuma, the rebel

♪ He wandered alone

♪ Johnny Yuma

♪ Oh, I wish I was in the land of Scotland ♪

♪ That's where Reb was misbegotten ♪

♪ Look away, look away

You win, I'm a devout coward.

I couldn't fight my out of a Sunday school.

We Yankees save ourselves for the big fighting.

I've got a distorted sense of humor.

You'll get used to it, we're gonna be

in this mess together.

So let's try to get along.

Then let's begin by sharing a bunk.

What are you in for?

Same as you, vagrancy.

It's a phony deal.

Goes on all over the country.

Been a lot of places but I never got hit with this before.

Well, now what?

Work gang, boy.

Free prison labor.

The sheriff pockets the money he saves on wages.

When they pick up the young and healthy vagrants

you can be sure you can smell that a mile away.

They're not gettin' me to work.

Whoa.

All right, you three, out!

Come on, you heard me.

Hurry up!

Down there.

Hit it.

Come on, down the path.

Now get to work.

I must be getting soft, I never figured you

for giving me six months.

No talkin'.

That'll teach me to underestimate

the innate goodness of man.

Oh, one of those, huh?

Start choppin'.

You heard him, grab an ax.

All right, you too.

In a pig's eye.

Throw him in the wagon.

Well, reb.

You finally found a home.

Well, what's this?

Dear diary?

Something like that.

Oh great.

We work our tails off and he writes about it.

I once kept one of those things.

I made the mistake of reading it back.

I got so depressed I wanted to cut my throat.

It was rough, huh?

My beautiful past?

Oh, you mean the wood chopping, oh.

That was great fun.

The sheriff is nothing but laughs.

Yeah, the animal with a whip is quite a comedian, too.

All right.

Hey, pay attention!

The new prisoner, Johnny Yuma, didn't work today.

As you old timers know, violation by one

means punishment for all.

There'll be no supper tonight.

Any questions?

Just one, Sheriff.

How do we get outta here?

Escape is impossible.

Any attempt will result in every man

having his sentence doubled.

You hear of any plans, I suggest you inform

Mr. Farrell and myself.

Out.

I want out.

I'm tellin' you all right now I'm bustin' outta here.

All hail the noble Caesar.

You afraid?

Yes.

I'll try and make it without you.

It ain't possible, Yuma.

I've been here five months and it ain't possible.

Anyone ever tried?

I get out next month.

I don't wanna see no one try.

- Amen.
- You best not think about it.

Can't you see this is what they want?

They're running you on fear, divide and conquer.

We can't give in without a fight.

I can very easily.

You wouldn't get two miles without horses

and supplies, Yuma.

You'd get killed and we'd all get six months extra.

So don't try it.

All right.

Then make the break with me.

We'll all bust outta here together.

You'll tell us before you make your move?

Yeah, I'll send you all engraved invites.

You wanna come?

Good.

You don't?

It's your funeral.

Or yours.

Get that load of wood out of sight quick.

Farrell?

All right, stop the working.

A rest period.

Give 'em some water.

You got an answer for this one?

Obviously some upstanding member of the town

is headed this way.

Well, as I live and breathe.

A man of the cloth.

Anyone opens his mouth he'll wish he was dead.

I wouldn't go any closer, Reverend.

It's a dangerous bunch.

I heard there was some new ones.

They look awfully young.

I'd like to talk to them.

That'd be a waste of time, none of them are church-goers.

My duty's clear, Sheriff.

I want to invite them to services.

Uh, Reverend?

Hold it.

You'll get us all in trouble.

I think the town would rather have them working

than singing hymns.

The more they work, the sooner the folks

will get their water supply.

Well, thank you.

As I said, Reverend.

I don't think any of these men

are interested in going to church.

The sheriff has given his permission to any of

you men that would like to attend

church service tomorrow morning to do so.

Some of you men I've invited before,

others I'm looking at for the first time.

Regardless of your crimes, the house of God

is always open to you.

I urge each and every one of you to come.

Are you afraid to talk?

You got your answer, Reverend.

The men don't wanna go.

I'd like to go.

I would, too.

Me, too.

Thank you, men.

I'll see you all in church tomorrow.

Yuma's right.

If we stick together they can't do nothin' about it.

Did you see the sheriff's face?

At church we bust loose, take 'em by storm.

Half of us jump the sheriff, the other half Farrell.

We grab the horses tethered outside

and before they know what him 'em

we'll be outta town, all of us.

What do ya say?

Might work.

I'm against it.

One of us is bound to get shot.

I know it'd be me.

It's gotta be all or none.

Here comes the sheriff, fellas, make up your minds.

Count me in.

Seth?

Charlie?

Guess I got no choice.

What about you, Woody?

What can I say, Reb?

All agreed?

Yeah.

All right.

All right, get to work, all of ya!

You'll get to church, all right, on stretchers.

What are you waitin' for?

Planning a break.

All right, I want a volunteer.

I said I want a volunteer.

Good luck.

Don't look at me happy.

All right, loud mouth.

You!

Sheriff's got a job he wants you to do

over behind the wagon.

All right, you bums, get back to work.

Get back to work.

How'd I get so lucky?

Where?

When?

You didn't think I'd sell out for nothing, did ya?

I wouldn't even turn in my worst enemy for nothing.

What's your deal?

Well, I'd like to leave your establishment.

I'd like a horse and supplies, and above all, Colonel,

I'd like secrecy.

It might not be very healthy for me, if say,

Yuma found out about this.

Are they gonna break from church?

Ah ah ah, you're guessing.

I know.

Do we have a deal or don't we?

I've been handling men a long time, Woods,

I'm sure I could manage without your help.

Well, I was thinking of the advantage to you

of a controlled break.

Let's be brutally frank.

What if the town finds out that you're selling

half of the lumber we cut here and pocketing the money?

Does that worry you?

Go on.

Now, do you wanna know the exact time

and place of the break or don't you?

If you double cross the men,

why wouldn't you do the same to me?

I wouldn't gain anything by double crossing you.

Otherwise I would.

Give me the details.

What would they do without us, Reb?

Your brains and my knife.

All right, this is the church.

Their plan depends upon the horses outside

here at the hitching rail so they can

see them as they come into the church.

Now after the prisoners are all inside,

you fall back and move those horses to the stable.

Yeah.

Then do you want me to stay with the horses?

No, I have two armed guards posted

at the stable, they'll handle the action there.

We'll teach 'em a lesson they won't soon forget.

Now we'll move the buckboard around to

the side of the wagon.

And you understand I want them to break from the church?

Right.

Now, we'll give them a little encouragement.

Don't wear your gun and allow yourself to be jumped.

It's the sheriff.

We'll only get one chance.

The second they start singing we move.

No, that's too soon.

After the singing.

People might be late, there won't

be enough horses out front.

All right, after the singing.

One second after.

All right, line up over there.

Come on, come on!

Yuma, line up with the others.

You, get inside!

Come on!

I left a horse down at the shack.

I'll leave the door unlocked.

They leave right after the singing.

Will there be any shooting?

Well, I have to make it look good

and I have a special score to settle with that reb.

Don't tell me you're getting a conscience?

Joke.

All right, over to the wagon, single file!

Come on.

Sheriff?

Let me out of here.

Sheriff!

Sheriff!

I've been double crossed!

Help!

Sheriff!

- I've been double crossed!
- He's unlocked?

Yeah.

Lucky Woody.

He's sure puttin' on a good act, though.

Yeah, lucky Woody.

Let me out of here!

The text form my sermon this morning

is taken from the sixth verse of the 53rd chapter of Isaiah.

"All we like sheep have gone astray.

"We have turned every one and his own way"

"and the Lord hath laid on him"

"the iniquity of us all."

Yes, the first part of my text is an indictment.

All of us have strayed from the fold.

Someone will say can't we drop the first word all?

And I will rise and say there is a man who is a blasphemer

because he is astray.

And yonder is a man who is impure and he is astray.

And yonder is a man who is fraudulent

- and he's...
- Something's wrong.

I think it's a fix.

Look home, my brethren.

He saw Woody's knife, why didn't he search us?

You and me, as well as the rest.

- All we...
- It's been bothering me.

The key turned the wrong way.

Let us all join in singing

the first two verses of hymns 290.

Blessed Be the Tie that Binds.

Woody crossed us.

He informed.

He always said he only cared about himself.

The break's off, pass the word.

It's too late, we're gonna break.

Don't break, it's a set up!

Stay in your seats, folks.

I don't want anybody to get hurt.

We're not criminals.

Our only crime was trying to pass through this rotten town.

Son, remember where you are.

We were arrested, used as slave labor.

Let me hear it.

You heard those shots!

Ask him why he arranged an ambush for us out there.

Ask him what he does with the lumber we cut.

Give us a hearing!

Let him deny that he's been robbing this town blind!

Ask him who he sells the lumber to

and what he does with the money.

That's enough!

Let him deny that he was paid off by the lumber company.

He's lying.

The boy's a criminal!

Yuma told you straight.

Listen to him!

They're liars, all of them.

Liars!

I think we should hold a meeting

to determine that right now.

Amen.

Well, we've been given backwages and offered

a fair price to go ahead with the water project.

It's up to you.

You stayin', Yuma?

Yeah, I'll work on it for awhile.

Then we're all in.

All or none.

Can I borrow a horse?

Surely.

Take mine.

Thanks.

Sheriff, let me outta here!

I kept my end of the bargain, Sheriff, you keep yours.

Hurry up!

Get me outta here before they come back

and tear me to pieces!

Hurry up!

Joke.

I knew that was you, reb.

Hey, you turned the key the wrong way, kid.

Joke.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel

♪ He roamed through the West

♪ And Johnny Yuma, the rebel

♪ He wandered alone

♪ He got fightin' mad, this rebel lad ♪

♪ He packed no star as he wandered far ♪

♪ Where the only law was a hook and a draw, the rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma, the rebel, the rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel

♪ He roamed through the West

♪ And Johnny Yuma, the rebel

♪ He wandered alone

♪ He searched the land, this restless land ♪

♪ He was panther-quick and leather-tough ♪

♪ As he figured that he had been pushed enough, the rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma

♪ The rebel, Johnny Yuma

♪ John Yuma