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You want me to take him?
No, he's a friend of Wilks, he'll be of use.
♪ Did Johnny Yuma, the Rebel ♪
♪ He roamed through the West ♪
♪ That Johnny Yuma the rebel
♪ He wandered alone ♪
♪ Johnny Yuma ♪
Rock Island!
Remember Rock Island Prison, Wilks?
Remember the solid iron blockhouse
you bet me we'd never bust out of?
Well here I am.
Coming to collect.
Johnny.
It's been a long time, Johnny.
With a little meat on your bones, I hardly recognized ya.
I remember you, Coley,
banging on that big iron door with an empty tin plate.
Come in inside, how've you been boy?
Just great.
That rebel boy's gonna fit in real good.
I haven't seen you since we busted out
and separated, Johnny boy.
Here, sit down.
Well north of Bullard I got real hungry
and remembered our bet.
Say I never smelled fried chicken like that before.
You sure haven't, Johnny.
These are pork chops.
Pork chops?
Hey Reb, here's a souvenir from Rock Island.
Remember I punched three extra holes in that belt
and I still couldn't cinch it tight.
Yeah those last few weeks we got pretty belly shrunk.
Teeth marks still in it, same as mine.
All the way around to the buckle.
Man I chewed all the juices clean out of it.
From breakfast to supper, same meal.
Leather belt.
Well Johnny?
This has been a long time coming.
Looks good.
If this sheriff has any of Coley's blood in him,
I don't think he'll make that deal.
You just tell the sheriff to have my brother
at the big hill in Juniper Valley tomorrow alive.
Look you!
If anything happens to Coley...
Jesse's got a job to do at sun-up.
You tell him to do it, Johnny.
And tell him I don't want to be traded
for any murdering little coward.
If that sheriff gets there alone with my brother,
we'll make the swap.
Anybody else who comes with him
will do for a pallbearer.
Better do it right, Reb.
Like I was saying, Wilks,
they ain't ever hanged a Daggett yet,
and you ain't gonna start with me.
When it starts it might be catching,
spread through the whole family.
Pure scum clear through, he and his brother both wanted
for murder in the Oklahoma territory.
Scum or not, they don't give you much choice.
The door on this jail cell will swing both ways
when old Yancey goes to work.
You got the key, Wilks?
Here's the gun he used, killing a 60 year old man.
Nearly cut him in two with it.
That was the widow's story.
Old widow woman with a shawl.
Sway a jury any time.
She saw her husband get it in the back, both barrels.
Well she lied!
He drawn on me first.
Yeah I'll bet that old man was real fast, too.
Wilks, Yancey is waiting.
He's waiting and tapping his foot,
but he won't wait for long.
He didn't give you much room to squirm out of this.
I don't get paid to squirm.
What are you gonna do, Sheriff?
Look if Coley was somebody else's brother,
would I turn that killer loose
to get back a total stranger?
You might do that even quicker.
He's killed other men in other towns,
got bushed free every time.
This is the end of the line.
You keep talking.
Keep talking, Wilks,
and think about your brother.
All I've been thinking about
is you with a rope around your dirty neck.
Well if I dangle, I won't be alone!
Yancey will see to it that he swings
as high as I do from them pearly gates.
That thought shook me 100 times.
What is right, Jesse?
Two men will die instead of one.
You plead my case, mister.
You plead it real good.
My badge would spit on me if I turned that killer loose.
He deserves dying, Coley doesn't.
Yuma, some of the same men who put me in office
were on the jury that found Frank Daggett guilty,
now he was sentenced to be hanged.
Those are my orders.
Jesse, make the swap.
When Coley comes back, we'll go on a manhunt
and I swear I'll go any place you want
for as long as it takes to bring Frank Daggett back.
You're sure going to a lot of trouble.
Coley would do it for me.
I don't know how the South ever lost that war.
Coley's the only family I have left,
but when they pin a badge on you,
it's like getting married to it.
It comes first.
Everything else has to do the best it can.
Jesse, who do you feel bound to the most?
The judge and jury that sentenced him to hang?
I suppose so.
Well, then ask them if you should turn him loose.
I can't do that.
What if I asked them?
My badge doesn't say I can stop you.
Well then between now and tomorrow noon
I'll do what I can.
Can't you grant a postponement?
Can't do that either, not within my power.
There's been no new evidence.
Then the only choice I got is to get those signatures
before the hanging tomorrow.
I'm afraid so, son.
Here's a list of the names and addresses.
And I think this hand just busted
the back of your luck, Williams.
You call?
No, I don't call.
Not for a minute.
I'll see your five, and raise you back 10.
Well in that case, here's your 10, give ya 10 more.
I got you beat, Bill.
Excuse me, I'm told there's a Dan Willens in here?
Yeah I'm Dan Willens.
Just wait outside 'til we get through here, sonny.
Just be a minute, Reb.
Yep, that's all it'll take.
Call your 10, and I got two ladies married to two kings.
No good, Bill, three bullets.
Mr. Willens I understand you served
on the jury that convicted Frank Daggett?
I told you to wait outside.
Come on, deal.
I'd like you to read this, Mr. Willens.
A man's life depends on it.
What do we care about Frank Daggett's life?
He killed a man and he's gonna swing.
Now where do you get off busting up our game?
Not talking about Daggett, I'm talking...
Get outta here!
Oh give him a chance, Bill.
All I want's a chance to win back some of my money.
Well as you can see, Mr. Willens,
almost every member of the jury has signed...
Give me that, you!
Get outta here!
Sorry to break up your game, Mr. Willens,
but like I said before a man's life depends on it.
We the undersigned found Frank Daggett guilty of murder.
Now under circumstances beyond control,
we can't in good conscience hold Sheriff Jesse Wilks
responsible for releasing this prisoner.
If he does so, it'll be with our understanding and approval.
Looks like all of them signed it.
All except you, Mr. Walker.
Took all night to get the rest of these signatures.
I sure hate to see Frank Daggett set loose.
He won't be loose long, and that's a promise.
Go ahead and sign it, Ethan.
Well, giving Jesse that gold watch
wouldn't mean much if we didn't think enough of him
to give him back his brother.
Thanks Mr. Walker.
Well that's it, sheriff.
Jesse I was the presiding judge,
and if the jury wants to reverse itself I'll go along too.
Open the door Wilks!
You got the go ahead from everybody
who wants to see me swing.
All but one.
Are you the Mr. Yuma I've been hearing so much about?
Yes ma'am I guess so.
Mrs. Randall...
I think I should've been asked how I felt about this.
I was the only witness to my husband's murder.
One barrel wasn't enough.
He used two.
There she is again with her shawl and her hangdog look
that'd melt down a stone wall.
What are you planning to do, Mr. Wilks?
I don't know yet, Mrs. Randall.
I just don't know.
You're a good man, Mr. Wilks, a good sheriff.
It isn't right you should be put in this position,
pulled so many ways.
You sign that paper ma'am,
it'll take all the pressure off the sheriff.
There.
That ends your responsibility to everybody, Mr. Wilks.
Well I'll be dogged!
She signed my declaration of independence!
Old lady you've got a forgiving heart.
I'm gonna remember you 'til the day I die.
I'm sure you will.
One barrel wasn't enough.
Mr. Wilks, I wondered how I'd feel after I killed him.
I don't feel a thing.
I'm sorry.
I couldn't bear to see him go free.
You can arrest me now, sheriff.
Judge just take her home will you please?
I'll know where to find her.
Well I can't say I blame her much.
What'll they do to her?
What would you do if you were on the jury?
Guess she felt she was only
hurrying the execution by one day.
She sure didn't leave much to work with in a fair trade.
Yancey said it, a dead brother for a dead brother.
So now I go out to Juniper Valley by myself.
Maybe not.
One way or the other, we gotta take him out there.
Belly down on a horse?
He'd look like a ragdoll.
Couldn't we rig him up in the saddle
so he'd look alive?
One look at him even from a distance,
he wouldn't fool anybody.
It might work.
Just might work.
Help me with the body.
Ho!
Frank!
You in good shape?
Yancey, send my brother down here!
Not until Frank starts out first!
Charlie you be ready if anything happens.
Now remember when Coley goes down
and looks like he's whipped,
start shooting at me.
Close enough to look real, and I'll drop.
I don't like you taking the chance,
or me shooting anywhere near you.
We will flush Yancey out if he thinks
he's coming out to help his brother.
What if we don't draw him down close enough, what then?
We'll have to play it by ear.
A little help.
Make it look good.
I might've known that hothead would jump Frank.
If they ever untangle, I can pick him off.
Don't you'll hit Frank!
In a fight, he can take care of himself pretty good.
What do you want me to do next?
When we get on our feet, I'm gonna hit ya.
When you go down, stay put.
You cover me in case that sheriff's still wriggling.
Maybe he ain't dead, Yancey.
If he is I want that Wilks boy.
Jesse.
Jesse!
Coley boy, I never noticed before,
how good looking you are.
Busted.
That slug's gonna hurt coming out.
Don't know why it shouldn't.
It hurt going in.
Jesse I guess I owe you a new watch.
And Johnny, I owe you...
First we better get Jess to a doc,
then I'll collect.
On that chicken dinner you owe 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 ♪
♪ And he figured that he had been pushed enough ♪
♪ The Rebel ♪
♪ Johnny Yuma ♪
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