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How far is it to Mecca City?

20 miles, you won't make it before dark.

Thanks.

Lose something?

My watch.

When was the last time you looked at it?

This morning, this morning before breakfast at the hotel.

I wound it, I set it down on the table next to the bed,

and then I forgot all about it.

I'll pick it up on the way out of town, adios.

Yes, sir?

I wanna send a wire to Lee Ricker in Mecca City.

Is there a message?

Candidate approaches.

Go on.

No, that's it, no signature.

Well, you're entitled to send more words.

I don't need them.

All right, she'll send it right out.

Is your clock fast?

No, sir, never in 10 years.

Then mine must be slow.

♪ Johnny Yuma was a rebel ♪

♪ He roamed through the West ♪

♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪

♪ He wandered alone ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

Help, help, help!

Help.

It's not contagious, come on in.

You're the first to pass in three days.

What's wrong with you, mister?

My heart.

Well, I'll take you down to Mecca City, if you want.

I'd never make it.

Well, then I'll go and fetch some help.

You'd do that?

Let me help you over here.

That's fine.

Easy.

Anything else I can do for you?

Yes.

What is it?

Did you ever see an old man about to die?

Yeah.

I got a grandson.

In Mecca City.

Eight years old.

He's my nearest living kin.

I've been saving something for him for a long time.

It's the only thing I've got to leave.

I want you to take it to him, will ya?

Yeah, sure I will.

His name's Bobby Townsend.

He lives with a family called Fletcher.

There.

What is it?

Take a look.

Why that's the biggest diamond I ever saw.

Where'd you get it?

It's an old story, too long to tell.

Bobby Townsend, family's name is Fletcher.

I tell you there was.

You want to talk to him, yes or no?

You go to trial in the morning, Mr. Yuma.

Tomorrow morning?

Tomorrow morning.

All right, I'll talk to him.

My name is Ricker, Lee Ricker.

How do you do?

Now to begin with, Mr. Yuma,

I would suggest that...

Well to begin with I'd like to know

what the devil I'm being tried for.

Why the robbery and murder of Amelia Hart.

Could you fill me in on the details?

Amelia Hart, an attractive woman of dubious reputation

was found slain in her bed two weeks ago.

The diamond which she always wore was missing.

And that's the diamond they found on me?

Yes, I'm afraid so.

Well what happens now?

Since your story about the old man has been discredited,

I'd advise you to place yourself

at the mercy of the court and plead guilty.

I will not.

Well you think about it, and I'll be back

this afternoon sometime.

My father's the judge.

The judge.

I'm the prosecuting attorney.

My name is Ricker.

Isn't everyone's?

The court will come to order.

Judge Adam Rickers about to take the bench.

Be seated.

It's him.

The old man in the shack.

The one who was dying, the one who gave me the diamond.

What are you trying to do to me?

What are you trying to do to me?

Any further such outbursts by the defendant

and I shall order him shackled.

I think we can proceed now.

Prosecutor, call your first witness.

I call Dr. Loftus to the stand.

Do you swear the testimony you're about to give

is the truth, the whole truth, or nothing but the truth?

I do.

- Your full name please. - Dr. Peter J. Loftus.

And your connection with this case?

Coroner.

Did you ascertain the cause of death?

- I did. - Thank you.

Your witness.

No questions.

Witness may step down.

Can you tell the court where you found this diamond?

Yes sir, on the person of the defendant

the night before last.

Thank you, your witness.

I have no questions.

Witness may step down.

- You were Miss Hart's maid. - Yes sir.

And her friend for 20 years.

Can you identify this?

Yes, it belonged to Miss Hart.

Thank you, your witness.

I have no questions your honor.

Come on.

This is far enough.

Do you think this is the right thing to do, Pa?

Yes, let's get on with it.

Least you can do is tell me why you're hanging me.

You're not being hanged.

Give him his things.

You'll find all your belongings in there.

Well now what happens?

Now you ride away from here

just as quick and as fast as you can.

And never show your face in this part of the country again.

Well go on, get going.

So you can say I was trying to escape

and shoot me in the back?

No thanks.

You can go on or you can stay here.

Come on!

That's the end of that.

Let's talk about tomorrow.

Pop.

Are you out of your mind?

I don't think so.

Then you're a fool.

I don't plead guilty there either.

Then what'd you come back for?

'Cause I don't want to live

the rest of my life as a wanted man.

If you're still here three hours from now,

you'll be hanged.

I don't think so.

- What's to prevent it? - You.

If you could stand by and see an innocent man hanged,

you wouldn't have gone to all the trouble you just did.

Just exactly what is it you want?

A public clearing of my name.

Until I get that, I stay right here.

You're a bold player, Mr. Yuma.

But you've misread the hand.

How so?

Amelia Hart was killed by one of my boys.

Pa, what are you doing?

I'm just trying to make it clear to Mr. Yuma

that there's something at stake here

that means more to me than his life.

But Pa!

Be still.

Go on.

Afraid that suspicion would eventually focus on my son,

I decided to offer the public a scapegoat.

One who would be tried and found guilty,

and then allowed to escape.

Well you picked the wrong man for the job.

I sincerely hope not, Mr. Yuma, for both our sakes.

If you are not gone by morning,

you will be hanged as scheduled.

I will regret this very much,

but I will do nothing to save you.

Why did you pick me for this job?

We needed somebody without any roots.

You just happened by.

What time is it now?

Quarter to five.

What's taking Lee so long?

Pa?

What?

Suppose Yuma's still there?

He won't be.

Suppose he is.

I tell you he won't be.

He's just running a bluff.

Well?

No.

What do you mean no?

I mean he's still in that cell,

scribbling in that book.

The whole world to choose from,

and we have to pick one like that.

If he's still there an hour from now, Pa, he'll hang.

I know.

What are you gonna do Pa?

How did we ever come to such a pass?

The Rickers started this town.

We gave it backbone and dignity for three generations.

And now the whole thing might end in dishonor and disgrace.

All because one of my sons,

one of my fine, pampered sons,

lost his head on a Saturday night.

I'd do anything to save one of my boys, anything!

But kill an innocent man.

I'll give you one half hour head start.

That's the best I can do for you.

Now get out, get out.

You'd sacrifice your own flesh and blood

for the sake of a stranger?

You're the stranger.

My firstborn son.

The one I loved the most.

The one that I thought I knew best.

The one that's failed in everything.

At school,

at being a doctor like your ma wanted,

at being a sheriff like we made ya.

At being a man.

You're the stranger.

What say my brothers?

First I'll get some things at the jail.

You'll get nothing.

You'll go right now just the way you are.

Anything you say, Pa.

Pa, he's headed for the jail.

If it hadn't been for you,

everything would have worked out fine, just fine.

You won the gamble,

but the payoff ain't gonna be what you figured.

Stand up.

Why didn't you let me hang?

And why did you holler out a warning?

Here's your watch, Johnny.

Thanks.

I know how you felt about him.

Runs a little slow, it always has.

Ever since my father gave it to me.

♪ 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 ♪

♪ 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 ♪

♪ Johnny Yuma ♪

This has been a Mark Goodson-Bill Todman production.

♪ John Yuma ♪