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Virg, Virg?

What you want?

You know what I just saw, who just rode into town?

A customer.

Your pa in the store?

Yeah he's selling rips.

I mean if he were to find out, you know how he gets.

You got something to say to me you can say it,

and I don't care if he's standing right here.

I ain't never gonna be like him.

Shivering coward.

Long as I can remember.

Well.

Not me.

Not after today, Virg.

Johnny Yuma just rode into town.

Yuma?

Johnny Yuma.

Where is he?

Tom's.

Well.

Let's go see.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

Thanks, I'll only be a couple of days.

I'd like feed, carry, and comb.

Be two bits a day.

All right, you know a fella name of Lick Stribling?

Stribling, Lick Stribling.

No, why he live around here?

Supposed to live right here in town.

I don't know him, but I ain't

been around here long myself.

Thanks anyway.

And he can use it, too.

Can you tell me where the hotel is, boy?

I ain't no boy.

Sure, but I wouldn't push it

or you're not going to become a man, either.

It's over there.

Thanks mister.

Go on, take him.

Go on, look at him he's set.

What's the matter Virg?

Seeing as how I do the fighting,

I reckon I'll do the calling too.

I just didn't want you to lose him is all.

I ain't in no rush.

You see him stopped?

He knew, he was waiting.

Hush up.

Virg, what's the matter?

You ain't afraid like your pa.

Shut up about my pa.

He's looking for something.

You hear what he said to Tom?

He's asking about a fella.

What fella?

Sounded like Dick something, why?

Just wondering is all.

Let's go see.

Room, Mr. Yuma?

Yeah.

I, I saw that little set to out there in the street.

He's not much more than a yearling.

So are some rattlesnakes.

Poison's all the same, though.

I wouldn't laugh.

Him, he's just itching for somebody to prove something on.

That he's a man?

Could be.

Only he's different than most young pups.

They just want to be growed.

Him?

He's been practicing with that thing on his hip

ever since he was 10.

You can get mighty good after a few years.

Mighty deadly, especially somebody his age.

A man now he's got brains enough

to know what can happen.

So he's careful.

Too careful sometimes.

He gets tight and jumpy.

His hand gets sweaty and too slick,

or he starts looking around for a way out

and his eyes wander.

But not a young one like him.

He's steady, steady as warm beer.

You seem to know an awful lot about it.

I should, you see that?

That used to be a hand before he drew on me.

Couple of fellas like me carrying souvenirs around here.

Be different with you, though.

What do you mean?

He's been practicing for you

ever since he first picked up that gun.

Me?

You or somebody like you.

Who's his kin?

His ma is dead.

His pa is Sam Moss, runs the general store.

Guess I better see his pa then.

Ah, won't do any good.

What'd Yuma want, Clee?

A room.

You ain't very funny, Clee.

What else do people come in here for?

You want to keep the rest of them fingers?

He was looking for a fella.

What fella?

Well a fella named Lick.

Lick Stribling?

Yeah that's right.

Who's he?

Let's go see.

Hey Virg?

Now you can give me a room too.

Thank you.

Why don't you get the sheriff?

Ah he's an old man, that kid would pick him to pieces.

What about this?

Anybody here know a Lick Stribling?

Fella's got an important letter for him.

Thanks.

I might know that fella.

Do you or don't you?

I know a fella who does.

Who?

What's in the letter?

Well I figure that's his business.

Well suppose it's something bad,

like this fella's wanted for something.

Well he isn't.

I've got to be sure.

Do you know what a probosis simian is?

A what?

It's an animal that's always getting into things.

What kind of an animal?

A long nosed monkey.

Hear what he called me Virg, you hear?

- He called me a... - Shut up Till.

You gonna let him?

Are you gonna let him call me a pro, pro...

Well he ain't.

I'll take that letter now Yuma.

Kill him Virg, kill him!

What's so important to you about this letter?

My friend wants to read it.

What's really important is

your new reputation, huh Virgil?

Ain't yours Yuma?

Boot heels filled with 'em.

Bust him Virg, bust him.

I don't draw on yearlings.

Why you heard what I told Sam.

You...

Yeah, right now he's going after another one of them toys.

He ain't green anymore, Mr. Yuma.

He'll kill the next time.

Yes?

Mr. Yuma?

Could I see you for a minute?

Come on in.

My name is Sam Moss, Mr. Yuma.

Mr. Moss.

I, I'm Virgil's father.

I want to thank you for not drawing on my son.

For saving his life.

Well at his age I figure he deserved a chance.

I was a little feisty like that myself once.

But one chance is all, Mr. Moss.

I couldn't get away with it again.

That boy of yours is cat quick with a gun.

I know.

He must have had a lot of practice.

He's coming over after you.

You can't stop him?

Not after today.

That's why I want to explain.

You were in the war of the rebellion?

The war for the Confederacy, yes.

I was second in command of the,

well no need to tell you the outfit or the action,

but I was ordered by my commander to retreat.

I carried out that order, and 200 men were slaughtered

because our retreat left them open on the flank.

Well that wasn't your fault.

My commanding officer was killed.

Nobody'd believe that he gave that order.

I was tried for cowardice.

After that, wherever we went

there was always somebody who knew.

200 dead men leave behind

an awful lot of relatives, friends.

Yes, I was kept out of towns, sometimes driven out.

We've been in this town longer than any other place,

but mostly people just stopped

having anything to do with us.

Even the kids.

They were always after Virgil.

At school, in the streets, even at home.

They'd call through our windows.

Call him names, call me names,

and then he'd fight.

For me he'd fight.

I don't believe in violence anymore. Mr. Yuma.

I saw enough of that in '64 and '65.

So Virgil thought he had to fight for me.

I appreciate you telling me all this, Mr. Moss,

but if he comes over here what can I do?

I want to borrow your hat and coat.

My hat and coat?

We're close enough to the same size.

Out there in the street in the dark

with your coat and hat on,

he'll never know the difference.

- He'd kill ya. - Yuma!

That's him.

Hey Johnny Yuma, come on down here!

I'm waiting!

Can you hear me?

Come on down here!

There he is.

Come on down jelly heart!

Hey Yuma, I got myself a new toy!

Come on down here!

Please, can I have them?

It's the only way I can help.

No.

I'm sorry I hoped you'd understand.

Just a minute, Mr. Stribling.

How did you find out?

I had a hunch.

The way Virgil acted in the saloon

and then the story you just told me.

Yes, that's one reason he's acting

the way he is down there now.

He thinks if you find out, it'll all start over again.

It sure would've made it a lot easier

if you looked like your brother Pat.

This is for you sir.

From Pat?

From the government.

They couldn't reach you, so Pat sent me with it.

Privileged to inform you,

absolved of all responsibility in campaign...

Absolved.

This, this means I've been cleared.

Signed by George Gordon Meade and Ulysses Simpson Grant.

There's a cold hand for you, Yankee.

Your time's up Yuma, I'm gonna come up there!

I've got to do it now, Mr. Yuma.

More than ever.

Do what?

All you have to do is go down there

and show him the letter, that's all.

No, no no letter doesn't change anything.

In the beginning, yes.

He did it for me, but now it's for him.

Virgil doesn't respect me, Mr. Yuma,

but he loves me.

If he shoots me, he may understand

what I've been trying to tell him.

If he kills you, he'll have a reputation

to live up to and then...

Well, you've seen 'em, gunnies living off this.

Every hand against him, running, hiding.

I'd like you to stand up, Mr. Yuma.

Turn around please.

Maybe he can't hear us huh?

I'll make him hear it.

Hey you hear me?

There he is.

Finally made up your mind, huh?

You're kind of far off ain't ya?

Hey Pa, I mean I'm happy for you.

Exceptin' after what you gave me down there in the street,

why I don't need this letter.

Hey I'll see you again Mr. Yuma.

I sure hope so, Mr. Stribling.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did 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 ♪ ♪ Away ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪ ♪ Away rode the Rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ He searched the land, this restless lad ♪

♪ He was panther quick and leather tough ♪

♪ 'Cause he figured that he had been pushed enough ♪

♪ The Rebel ♪ ♪ Away ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪ ♪ Away rode the Rebel ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

♪ John Yuma ♪