All language subtitles for S03E04 - The Hero

I want to show you
inside the cabin, Jim.

It's a humble little place,
as you can imagine.

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

Hey there in the cabin!

Hey there!

We want you to know
we mean business.

Get down, Betsy.

What are you doing out there?
Have you lost your mind?

We want that girl.

There are four of us.

You haven't a chance
of getting out of there alive
unless we let you.

- [ Gunshot ]
- [ Glass Shatters ]

There's no profit
in killing you,

so just leave the girl,
and you can come out
and ride away.

You know, he's right.
There's no profit
in killing me.

- You mean you'd leave me here?
- Well, I'm afraid
the answer is yes.

Otherwise, I might get
my head blown off.

I can't believe
you'd desert me.

My dear, I'm afraid you've had
an erroneous impression...

of my gallantry
from the beginning.

[ Betsy Narrating ]
I was so frightened
and so shocked...

that I could hardly
remember the beginning.

But I guess it all started
the morning of the day...

James Templeton
arrived at Shiloh.

[ Trampas ] Whoa, whoa.[ Garth ] ...if the train
is on time.

[ Virginian ]
If the sun
freezes over.

Even if it is on time,
it might.
[ Laughs ]

From shock.Should be time enough
for you to pick him up,

show him through town
and still get him back here
in time for dinner.

We'll do our best, Daddy.
How do I look?

The most beautiful
reception committee
any man could ever ask for--

even a big-city
newspaperman.How will we know him?

Easy. Probably be
the only dude
gettin' off the train.

[ Betsy ]
Oh, Trampas.

Randy?Yes, sir.
I'll take care of 'em both.

Get up, boy.
[ Whistles ]Bye, Daddy.

Uh, Trampas.Yes, sir?

About this dude business.

I wish you'd tell
the rest of the men
that even though...

a visitor from the East
is generally considered,
uh, fair game,

Mr. James Templeton
is an invited guest
at Shiloh.

Yes, sir, Judge.
I'll, uh, sure remind 'em.

He's an invited guest
and a gentleman.[ Chuckles ]

Thank you.Oh, uh, Judge, uh--

He's still a dude, ain't he?

[ Train Whistle Blows ]

[ Bell Clanging ]

[ Clears Throat ]
Miss Betsy, Randy.

You going on a trip?Only from Shiloh to here
and back again.

Just come down
to pick up a fella.Oh. Yeah, well,

it looks more to me
like you're waiting
for him to pick you.

If I were you, I'd move fast
while they've still got
a good selection.

There you are.

Mister, are you
James Templeton?Yes, I am.

I'm Randy Benton.
I work for Judge Garth.

How do you do, Randy?

Can I get your bags
for you?Yes. Right there.

Oh, thank you.Mr. Templeton,
this here is--

Miss Betsy Garth.

How did you know?I have an intelligence
service all my own.

[ Chuckles ]May I?

Well, it was nice of you
to meet me.It was our pleasure.

[ Train Whistle Blows ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

Whoa. Whoa.

Well! Welcome to Shiloh,
Mr. Templeton.

Thank you, Judge.

Betsy.It's a beautiful place
you have here, Judge.

You must be
very proud of it.Oh, I am. I am.

Bring Mr. Templeton's
things in, Randy.Yes, sir.

Did you have
a nice trip, honey?[ Betsy ] Yes.

As soon as we
get you settled,
we'll have a talk.

Oh. Come right in.

Little coffee?Yes, thank you.

You know, I expected
a much older man,
Mr. Templeton.

Judge, since I'm going
to be here for a while,
I wish you'd call me Jim.

[ Laughs ]
Very well, Jim.

Where'll we begin?

I suppose I should
be the one to begin.

As I told you in my letters,
the Washington Post...

and its various
syndicated newspapers...

are interested in printing
an article about you.

That's very flattering. Well, their interest
is only natural.

As you of course know,
your name is being mentioned
quite often in Washington.

Seems little doubt
that you'll be selected
as territorial senator.

Well, I don't know
that I'd be able to accept
even if I were selected.

Running Shiloh
is a pretty full-time job,
you know.

Well, that, of course,
is up to you.

But the fact remains
that you are the most
likely candidate...

and, as such,
are of national interest.

[ Laughs ]
National? I'm afraid so.

My editors are also
interested in you
as being representative...

of the rugged individuality
of the West.

You're a self-made man
who's built an empire
out of the wilderness,

may now become a leader
of our country.

Well, I hope you won't say
anything as embarrassingly
complimentary in your article.

I'll make a deal
with you, Judge.

I'll write about you and Shiloh
as honestly as I can,

and as I see it.

Well, if you write honestly
about everything--
both good and bad--

- I'll have no complaints.
- So be it.

Am I interrupting anything?No, no. Not at all.

With your permission,
I'd like to put on...

some riding clothes tomorrow
and get to know Shiloh.

Well, I'll arrange
for a guide for you.

Oh, let me be his guide.
Nobody knows Shiloh
better than I do.

I'd hate to impose
on you.Oh, I'd love it.

She's the best guide
on the ranch.

All right.

And I'm sure there's
no more charming guide
anywhere, Miss Garth.

Thank you, kind sir.
[ Chuckles ]

Whoa![ Whinnies ]

Whoa! Whoa, whoa!

Get 'em up.
Get 'em up.
Whoa, son. Whoa.

Old Peaceful will
put on a good show
for us, Trampas.

He never let us down yet,
has he? Whoa, now. Whoa.

The one he's gonna let down
is gonna be that there dude.

He'll get let down
right smart.

[ Laughing ]
Yeah. Uh-oh.
Here he comes.

Now, be serious.
Wipe that silly grin
off your face.

You too. Wipe it off.

We don't wanna
give it away.
Whoa, Peaceful.

[ Horse Whinnies ]

Um, I don't think
you better ride
that horse.

Why?Well, he isn't a very
easy horse to ride.

Got your horse saddled
for you, Mr. Templeton.

His name's Peaceful Smith.

He's kinda old, sir,
but he'll get you
there and back.

Them fellas are
spoofin' you,
Mr. Templeton.

That's the meanest horse
in the county.

I'd hate to cheat them
out of their fun.

I realize you and I
are gonna tangle,

but let's make it
as easy on each other
as we possibly can, huh?

I want you
real steady, Peaceful,

and I want your legs
as far apart as possible...

before my foot touches
that stirrup.

Come on.
Move your forelegs
forward, old buddy.

[ Men Hooting,
Shouting ]

[ Horse Whinnying ]

Ride 'im, Mr. Templeton!

[ Whinnying ]

Hang on there!

[ Men Shouting ]

[ Chattering ]

[ Whinnying ][ Shouting, Hooting
Continue ]

[ Whinnies ]

[ Men Applauding, Cheering ]

[ Chuckling ]

Since I'm the only one
that hit the dirt,
I guess the joke's on me.

You sure stayed with him.The only reason was
I was afraid to fall off...

and mess up
these fancy clothes.

- Where'd you ever learn
to ride like that?
- I'd like to say...

it was natural talent,
but I spent five years
in the French Foreign Legion.

That was the most
beautiful ride
I've ever seen.

I understand you two
are gonna look over
the ranch.

- Yes.
- Well, there's not much
doin' here,

and the branding's
under control
over in the flats.

May be helpful
to Mr. Templeton
if I went along.

Good. I'd like to get
a working cowboy's
impression of the ranch.

When we get to the lake,
you'll be able to see
the house...

that Daddy and I lived in
while he was building Shiloh.

It's just a little shack,
but I still go there lots
of times just to be by myself.

I learned to swim
in that lake.

And I learned to ride
in that meadow over there
on a pony named Jupiter.

There was a joke, the fact
that nobody in the world
would buy Jupiter,

but he was a sweet, gentle pony,
and he wouldn't hurt a fly.

[ Laughs ]
Have I been talking too much?

My dear young lady,
can too many
good things happen?

- Can too much music
be played?
- [ Laughs ]

[ Betsy ]
Well, there it is.

It's a long way
from this place...

to the big home
at Shiloh.

You know, and yet,
I don't know which one
I'd rather live in.

You know, it takes one candle
to light that whole cabin,

and it gives it
so much warmth.

It's a long way
from this place
to Shiloh by miles too.

It's best
we get started back.

It'll take two or three days
to see the whole place,
Mr. Templeton.

Well, I just happen to
have two or three days
to spare, Miss Garth.

[ Laughs ]
Jim.

Betsy.[ Laughs ]

Whoa.

[ Knocking ]

Judge Garth?Yeah.

May I take a moment
of your time?

Come in.Thank you.

My name is Harding.

Mm-hmm.
Sit down, Mr. Harding.

Thank you.

Now, uh,

how can I be of help
to you?

Well, at the moment,
I'm not sure
that you can,

but, uh, I've been retained
to investigate...

the advisability of
reopening a case over which
you presided some years ago.

I considered it
only common courtesy...

to notify you
of my investigation.

May I ask which case?

I doubt if you'll remember it,
but it was a land dispute.

Wood versus Martin.

Oh, I remember that case well.

Yes, it was, uh, about
11 years ago to be exact.

But I don't think there are
any grounds to reopen that case.

Nor do I.
I simply wanted you to know
what Miss Wood had in mind.

Miss Wood?

Yes. Olivia Wood.

She's the daughter of the man
against whom you ruled.

Now, uh, I don't have
all the facts yet,

but my client feels that,

well, it was
an immensely valuable
tract of land involved,

and evidence that perhaps
wasn't introduced at
the original trial...

will prove
her father's case
was valid.

She wants the case appealed.

Now, of course,
I'm still investigating.

I see.

Well, I-- I think
the records are still
at the county courthouse.

I'm sure the clerk will
make them available to you.

And I probably have
some personal notes,

if they might be
of any help to you.

And, if I can be
of any further service--

Well, I'll be sure
to call on you, Judge.
Thank you very much.

No, don't bother.
I can find my way out.

Good-bye.

Who was that man, Daddy?

Just a man.
An attorney.What'd he want?

Oh, he wanted some help
in an old case
he's investigating.

How do you
like Shiloh, Jim?

Well, I wouldn't want
to say it's big, Judge,

but next to America,
it's my favorite country.

[ Laughs ]You haven't even begun
to see it, Jim.

Tomorrow, we'll go up north
in the rough country.

Well, I hope
I can keep up with you.[ Chuckles ]

[ Lowing ]

Can't run any cattle
through here after
September.

Snow drifts run sometimes
15, 20 feet deep.

It's cold.It's not exactly
the Khyber Pass.

Tell us about that.

Well, the Khyber Pass
is big and hot--

so big the other side
is often lost
in heat waves,

and so hot that battles
have been lost there...

because the men were afraid
to pick up their rifles...

for fear of
blistering their hands.

How did you ever get
to a place like that?

In a long,
roundabout way.

I went to sea at 14
and jumped ship
in Shanghai at 16.

I wandered about Europe
and the Orient
for a few years.

The Khyber Pass
came in there somewhere.Have you ever been to Paris?

I'll have you know,
young lady,
I was decorated...

by General Dumilee
at a dress parade...

on the Champs-EÉlysées.Really?

In fact, I am one of
the few foreigners ever
awarded the Legion of Honor.

[ Betsy ]
Well, why did they
give you that?

Well, it was in a skirmish
in Morocco.

They ordered the cavalry
to retreat,

but a hero, like me,
wouldn't hear of that.

So I charged instead,
and we accidentally
won the battle.

You know you did it
on purpose.

If they had
ordered a charge,

I'd have probably
retreated.

You see, my French
wasn't too good
at that time.

I never seemed to be where
the other fellas were.

How did you start writing?Well, that's simple.

I went broke at the casino
in Monte Carlo.

I lost a small fortune
in about three hours
at chemin de fer.

I had to make
a living somehow,

and I was willing to do
anything but work,
so I started writing.

- And some careless editor
started buying my--
- [ Screams ]

- [ Snarling ]
- [ Betsy Screaming ]

Are you all right?Oh, yes. I--
I'm fine.

I didn't know
you were carrying a gun.

Or you could use it
that well.

Well, you said
this would be
rugged country up here.

Well, they sometimes
travel in pairs.

I'll go round up
the horses so we can
get out of here.

[ Gasps ]

This is fascinating
material, Judge.

You've kept quite a record
of Shiloh.

Just some random notes.
I hope they can
be helpful.

They will be.

You know, I neglected
to thank you for what
you did this afternoon.

Well, I'm glad
I got off a lucky shot.

We're both very grateful--
Betsy and I.

Betsy says, in
another second, the lion
would have been on her.

Well, Judge, when you get
to be territorial senator,

you can introduce legislation
making all writers
rich and famous.

Well, in the meantime,
we'd like to have
a party for you--

have you meet
some of our friends.I'm honored. I'd be delighted.

♪♪ [ Band: Up-tempo ][ People Chattering ]

I understand you've
just about finished
your research.

In another few days.
I'd like to stay on.

Well, you'd be
welcome to.

I wonder where Betsy is.
Never taken this long
to get dressed before.

Judge, may I
speak to you a moment?

Well--

He's a strange
sort of man. He--

He asked me
how my work was going,

and then he said if
I ran out of interesting
material, let him know.

He'd have something for me
in a couple of days.

And then he just turned
and walked away.

I see.

Well, I wish I did.

Ah. The lady
of the house.

Good evening.

♪♪ [ Ends ] [ Applause ]

Good evening, Betsy.Good evening.

Betsy, you sure
do look fine.You look real pretty.

Thank you.

Well, the only one
that hasn't said anything
is the guest of honor.

Well, I'm speechless.Since you can't talk,
I certainly hope you can dance.

To do justice to you,
young lady,

it should be
a very special dance.

Perhaps the one
I learned in Vienna.What's that?

They call it
the Viennese waltz.

Do you think
the musicians can play it?

Would you be willing
to try, my lady?Indeed I would, kind sir.

Do you know
any Viennese waltzes?

I've heard tell of 'em,
mister, but never yet
heard none played.

Well, do you think
you could play one
if you heard it?

Well, we could try.May I?

Of course.

♪♪ [ Violin:
Waltz, Slow Tempo ]

♪♪ [ Join In ]

♪♪ [ Continue ]

♪♪ [ Tempo Increases ]

[ Low Voice, Indistinct ]

How about showing
the rest of us here
how that thing goes?

I'll show ya. Come on.
Could you play that
again, please?

May I?Of course.

♪♪ [ Band Resumes ]Pardon me, Mr. Templeton.

Yes?The judge said he'd like
to talk to you in his study.

Excuse me, please.Yes.

Mind if I try
my hand at that?All right.

[ Knocking ]Come in.

Judge, I was told
you wanted to see me
immediately.

Like you to hear
what this man has to say.

[ Harding ] Judge, there's
no reason to go off--Oh, but there is.

Mr. Templeton is the weapon
you've been threatening me with.

- Go ahead and use it.
- I don't understand.

- I'm being blackmailed, Jim.
- Now, look here, Judge.

At least, the attempt was made.
Go ahead, Mr. Harding, tell him.

About 11 years ago,
I presided over
a land dispute.

Ruled in favor
of a man by the name
of Amos Martin.

There were many thousands
of acres involved.

Martin was awarded
all of them.

Now Mr. Harding is threatening
to reopen the case,

or, to be more explicit,
he's offering notto
reopen it...

if I agree to settle
out of court.

Hmm.

Has he any legal basis
for this action?

That's exactly the point.
He has none.

I warn you, Judge,
don't be foolish
about this.

But he seems to think
I'd be willing to pay
a great sum of money...

to keep certain...
information out of the press.

[ Chuckles ]
I don't think I want to hear
any more of this, Judge.

I wish you would,
'cause I've nothing to hide.

And this man had better
find it out right now.

Shortly after
the case was decided,

I purchased that land
from Amos Martin...

at an exceptionally
good price.

It was a strange,
sudden turn of events...

entirely unforeseeable
at the time of the trial.

I know that,

and I'm confident anyone
who would take the trouble
to examine the facts...

would arrive
at the same conclusion.

Uh, even so, Judge,
you are a senatorial candidate.

Your name could be
dragged through the mud,

especially if
the newspapers got--

I'll take my chances
with the truth.

So, Mr. Harding,
if you have a case,

present it in court.

Until then,
keep out of my sight.

Judge, I'll see this
gentleman to his carriage
and make sure that he leaves.

I'd think about this
very carefully
if I were you, Judge.

[ Guests Chattering ]

[ Door Closes ]

You know, the judge
is kind of hard to blackmail.

So it seems.

And with a reporter
practically breathing
down his neck,

I thought he'd panic.

You better really
work on him tomorrow.Tomorrow, sure.

These forged credentials
of mine can't stand up
indefinitely.

Jim, this is no time
for an open-forum
discussion.

You work on him.

♪♪ [ Dance, Up-tempo ]

How long have you
been there?

Long enough to make sure
there wasn't gonna be
any trouble.

Why?

I don't like people
sneaking around
in the dark.

Yeah. I can see
it makes you kind of nervous.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- Take it any way you like.

Well, you can stay here
all night if you want.

I'm going back to the party.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

♪ I wish I had a needle

♪ As fine as I could sew

♪ I'd sew my gal
to my shirttail ♪

♪ And down the road
I'd go ♪

♪ Get along home
Cindy, Cindy ♪

♪ Get along home

♪ Get along home
Cindy, Cindy ♪

♪ I'll marry you
someday ♪♪

Is that all you got to do--
is sit there and torture
that music box?

Better get your horse.
We're expected at the branding.

I did already.
I got yours too.

What are you waitin' for?Not waitin' for.
Waitin' on.

Anybody who can't saddle
his own transportation
ought to have to walk.

Oh, that's Mr. Templeton's
horse, and Betsy's.

- They must be
going riding again.
- You figure that out yourself?

[ Chuckles ]
Man, you're gettin'
smart as a whip.

What you so sour about
this morning?Sour?

- Who's sour?
- That was a pretty enjoyable
party last night.

How about that
Mr. Templeton's fiddling?

That wasn't so much.

I saw a man in Kansas City
could fiddle better than that.

And he was standing
on his head.

No foolin'?
And playin'
at the same time?

I told ya so, didn't I?

I'll be waiting
for you outside, Jim.All right.

You must have shown Jim
every square inch
of the ranch by this time.

There's still a lot of it
he hasn't seen, Daddy.

[ Door Opens,
Closes ]

I'm concerned
about last night.

I don't mind
a personal fight,

but I'd hate anything I did
to reflect on the ranch...

or the people in this territory.

Well, the timing just now
is particularly unfortunate.

If he has enough evidence,
even circumstantial,

it could balloon
into a pretty ugly scandal.

Well, I did nothing wrong.

Judge, you don't have
to tell me that.

But an unscrupulous
and articulate lawyer...

can make it look
as though I did.

Judge, I don't believe
in yellow journalism,

and I wouldn't write
a word about it,

but there are
Washington reporters...

who'd have a field day
trying to crucify you.

- It might even be better
to, uh--
- To pay him off?

I know it sounds like extortion,
but it might be better
in the long run.

I won't pay one penny
out of fear.

Betsy's gonna
inherit Shiloh one day.

I don't want for her
to inherit a legacy of fear
along with it.

Well, speaking of
the heiress to Shiloh,
I better get going.

Could you join us?No, thank you.

I've got too much
to do around here.

Well, we'll see you
later in the day, Judge.

Two horses?
Aren't you going today?

No, I gotta help out
with the branding later on.

Well, we'll, uh,
try and not get lost
without you.

Hmm. Say, that Jim's got,
uh, quite a temper.

What do you mean?Oh, just that
he's got a temper.

Well, don't we all?Well, sure, but, uh,

I saw something
in him last night
I didn't much care for.

What?I don't know really.
Just something.

Has it occurred to you
that maybe you're just
a little bit mad...

because he can do
almost anything better
than anyone else around here?

- Oh, come on now.
- Well, then, what is it?

Betsy, it's, uh--

Well, maybe he isn't
as perfect as he seems.

Perfect?
Must he be perfect?

Let's just forget it, huh?I will.

Hello, Betsy.Mornin'.

Good morning,
Trampas.Mornin'.

I want to apologize to you
for being so abrupt
last night.

It's all right.No, it isn't. I had no right
to jump you the way I did.

But I'd just come very close
to beating a man within
an inch of his life,

and some of the tension
rubbed off on you.

You had a fight?

Luckily,
I restrained myself,

- and then I took it out
on Trampas.
- [ Punches Shoulder ]

I don't understand you.
Who was the man?

- An enemy of your father's.
- Judge Garth
doesn't have any enemies.

He didn't have, possibly.
He has one now.

I still don't understand.

Oh, maybe I shouldn't
have mentioned it.

But it's just that this man
has some ridiculous story...

that might hurt
the judge's reputation,

and I wouldn't want
to have him telling it.

And you were ready
to fight that man?

Well, as Addison wrote,
"Fools rush in
where angels fear to tread."

Thank you, Jim, for being
with my father last night
and helping him.

You know I'd do anything
I could for your father...

or for you.

Your mount's ready.

[ Clears Throat ]

I'll race you to that oak tree
over the hill up there.

You're on. Hyah!

[ Yawns ]

Don't you think
we should be
gettin' out...

to the west ridge, men?What's the rush?

Far as anybody knows,
we're there now.

Foreman won't be out to check
till noon or past.

Yeah, but let's
don't cut it too close.

This could turn out
to be a pretty soft--

Hello, Judge.

Uh, felt a little sick
this mornin'.

Well, we better
get on the job.

Don't bother.
You're fired.

Oh, now, wait a minute.
I told you I was sick.

What's this, your medicine?

[ Chuckles ]
Judge, I had
a little hangover.

You know how it is.What about you two?

We were, uh, sort of
takin' care of him,
Judge.

Aw, come on, Judge.

You said when you hired us
you'd give us a chance.

Chance to do some work.

Like all the others,
ain't you?

You ain't firin' us
'cause of what we done.

It's because we got
a bad reputation.

I don't care anything
about your reputation.

I'm a rancher, not a reformer.
But I do care about getting
an honest day's work.

Pick up your gear
and get out.

Now, you wait a minute.

I ain't through.

Yes, you are.

You heard the judge.
Get out.

Sorry about
those three, Judge.

I guess I shouldn't
have hired 'em,

but you know
how short we get
during branding season.

I know. Forget it.

[ Men Whistling, Shouting ]

[ Bawling ]

The reason
they brand the calves...

is that during most
of the grazing season...

the cows from
the different ranches
get pretty mixed together,

so each ranch has
its own mark to show
whose cow belongs to who.

Uh, I mean, to whom.

"Whom" is correct--
object of the preposition "to."

[ Chuckles ]And speaking of branding,

did you know there are
still places in the world...

where people are branded,
just like cattle?

No!It's true.

With red-hot irons
on their arms and legs.

How cruel.Yes.

But I've always felt
that the cruelest brand...

is the kind some women
want to put on a man.

But not with hot irons.You mean they want
to make the man over...

and make him change
to suit them?

Yes.

No one can put their mark
on another person
and claim ownership.

The only thing that can
hold two people together
is each one loving the other.

And that's
never happened to you?

After being all over the world,

for once in my life,
I've finally found a girl...

I think I could really love--

doreally love.

But it was impossible.Why?

Oh, she was too young for me.

Betsy,

I would like
to do one thing.

I'd like to give you the one
kind of silly thing...

I treasure most
in all the world-- this.

It represents
probably the best thing
I've ever done in my life.

I told you about it.

It's a Legion of Honor
medal.

Then you-- you couldn't have
charged accidentally,
like you said.

Jim, you--
you know that I--
I couldn't accept that.

Betsy, please.

Please take it.

Not having it
will always remind me...

of the second bravest thing
I've ever done in my life.

What was that?Leaving Shiloh without
ever telling you.

Jim, what--
Whatever happens,

I'll-- I'll always
keep this.

Come.

Judge, I just came by
to tell you...

we're all finished
with the branding.Thank you.

- I mean, I thought
you wanted to know.
- I did.

There something else?

No, sir. It--

Well, it's just that, uh--

What?

It's just--
Well, it's just that
I don't think Betsy...

should be gallivanting
all over the place
with that fella.

It just doesn't look right.

Uh,

you don't like
Mr. Templeton, do you?

No, sir, I don't.Why?

Well, for one thing,
I didn't like the way
he talked to me one time.

Oh. Don't like the way
he talked to you.

Well, you asked me.

Well, isn't that rather
a fast and harsh judgment?

I don't have to have
a hat full of reasons
for not liking a man.

Well, for another thing,
he said a fella named Addison
wrote a line about...

where angels fear to tread,
or fools rushin' in,
or something like that.

I took the trouble
to look that up in a poetry
book that Jake's got,

and it wasn't that fella
Addison at all.

It was another fella
named Pope.

Oh.

Mm-hmm.

Well, you know, I mean,

if a guy's gonna go
spoutin' off about things,
I think he--

If he's-- Well, he--
It's just that, uh--

What?

Nothin'.

Nothing?

Yeah.Well.

Well, I suppose it's easy
to dislike a man who...

rides a horse
like a devil,

plays violin
like an angel.

Well, I've--
I've spoke my piece.

[ Laughing ] [ Door Closes ]

[ Knocking ]

Yes?

Missed you
at supper tonight.
You all right?

Yes, Daddy.

Well, good ride today
with Jim?

Wonderful.

You're growing, uh,
fond of him, aren't you?

Yes, I am. Very much so.

Never met anyone
like him.Well.

Well, I can't say
that I blame you.

Never seen anyone make
such an instantaneous hit
with everyone.

He's quite a man.

I-- I don't want
to show this
to just anyone, Daddy.

It means too much to me.

Jim gave me this today.

It meant very much to him.

Legion of Honor.

Well, I shouldn't think
you'd have lost
your appetite over it.

[ Chuckles ]
I really wasn't very hungry.

I just wanted to stay here
alone and think.

Betsy, as much as
I think of Jim myself, I--

Yes?

Well, I--

What I mean is that--

That Jim won't be here
very much longer,

that he's much older
than I am,

and you're afraid I'll
fall in love with him
and get hurt.

That's about it.

And I don't want you
to be hurt... in any way.

Oh, Daddy,
Jim wouldn't hurt me.

He's the gentlest man
I've ever known,

next to you, of course.

I'm certainly glad
you added that.

Gonna be very upset when
the time comes for him to leave?

Yes, I'll miss him very much.

Well, I certainly
can understand that.

Perhaps if you and Jim--No, I--

I'd like to go on
just as before.

I know I'm not very old
and not worldly,

but I do know one thing, Daddy.

A man like Jim Templeton
doesn't come into
a person's life very often.

Well.

A young girl's emotions--

you wanna keep
a tight rein on them,

or they can get
awfully foolish.

I know that, Daddy.

Would you like some supper
sent up to your room?

No, thank you, Daddy.
I'm really not hungry.

Thanks for worrying about me.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Sighs ]

Well.

Hope you haven't found
those notes on Shiloh too dull.

No, to the contrary.
They're both exciting
and informative.

You know, I can learn
a lot about you from
reading between the lines.

Oh?Apparently, in all
your years here,

you never backed down
from anything.

Well, some people might
call that stubbornness.

Judge, I hope you don't mind,
but I took the liberty today...

of giving your daughter
a little present.

Oh? Nothing of real value.

Just an object of sentiment
that I thought she might
like to keep.

I see.

Judge, there's one thing
I've been wanting
to talk to you about.

It's kind of hard to say,
but, uh--

Knowing youngsters as you do,
I'm sure you'll understand.

To many younger people--
Randy, for instance--

my background
is pretty adventurous,

filled with mysterious
and exotic people
and places.

Uh--

Well, what I'm trying to say
is that, uh, I have
a hunch that, uh--

That Betsy might be getting
what's commonly known...

as a small crush on you?
[ Laughs ]

It's kind of an awkward
subject to bring up, Judge,

but I-I thought I'd ask you
what we ought to do about it.

Well, it's part
of a young girl's growing up.

I'm sure of it,
but for a while there...

I was thinking of
cutting my research
and my stay short here...

rather than take the chance
of hurting Betsy's feelings.

Well, that's--
That's nice of you.

But-- What's on the agenda
for tomorrow?

Well, I thought
I'd ride into town...

and interview some
of your business
associates.

If that's all right
with you, Judge.Oh, that's fine.

Now, good night, Jim.Good night, sir.

[ Rooster Crows ]

That Jim
leaving this early?Mm-hmm.

Now that branding's
all finished, uh,

think I could have
part of the day off?

All right, Trampas.Thank you.

There's only one word
for your suite.

It's palatial.

Don't you have any more brains
than to come up here
in broad daylight?

[ Laughs ]
Now, Ray, you know
you trained me...

always to use
the back stairs.

Huh. I wasn't aware this
fleabag had a back stairs.

Well, your demon reporter
has been interviewing
Garth's friends--

amongst others,
his banker.Mmm?

Unhappily, you'll find
that most of his assets
are in land and cattle.

The man's enormously rich.And enormously respected.

Your hoked-up case
won't stand a chance
in court.

I don't have
any intentions of
going into court.

Well, then, you're
wasting your time here, Ray.

Why don't you move on
to that widow in Denver?

There's a train
leaving at noon tomorrow.

I'll join you
in a few weeks. Perhaps.

What do you mean "perhaps"?

I mean perhaps I won't.

Are you implying
that you're gonna
play it alone?

[ Laughs ]
You haven't got
the head for the con.

- You're just a shill.
- Oh, you're the brains,
and I'm the brawn, huh?

Oh, well, let's not be
too modest, Jim.

Let's list all of your assets.

You possess
a very handsome face,

an extensive wardrobe--
which I paid for.

You have very nice manners
in the drawing room.And?

And that's all.

In short, you're
a passable gigolo.

Long on charm,
short on brains...

and a complete lack
of scruples--

which, incidentally,
is your one real asset.

Is that the sum total
of my character, Ray?

Did you ever
think otherwise?"Ever" is a long time.

I once was looked upon
as a young man of
impeccable character--

an officer and gentleman
who placed honor and duty
above all else.

Oh, ho. Don't talk to me
about honor.

You'd sell your own
grandmother for the price
of a meal at Delmonico's.

Ah, you forget, Ray.

I have a medal
from la belle France
testifying to my honor.

Testifying to your bravado.

No. Not so.

The officer who led that charge
was a sweet young man...

who believed
in all the copybook virtues--

decency, honesty, courage,
self-sacrifice.

En avant, la legion.

Now, what's that?

It's the command to charge
in French, old boy.
En avant, la legion.

Hmm. Well, let's, uh, dispense
with the language lesson,
shall we?

Try to figure out
how to pluck this fat goose.

Ray, this goose won't pluck.
The judge has principles.

He also has his price,
I'm sure.

You know, Ray,
if you have one tiny fault,

it's your inability
to comprehend men of principle.

- Oh, and you can?
- Yes.

[ Laughs ]
You haven't got
a shred of principle.

You're wrong, Ray.
I do have a shred.

In any event, believe me
when I tell you...

that Judge Garth is a man
who simply won't be blackmailed.

Look, on the level, Jim,

there must be some profit
to be had at Shiloh.

Otherwise, you wouldn't
plan to stay on.

Well, I like the service.Mmm.

On the level.

Well, let's just say
I've met a fine young lady...

in whose eyes I see the man
I might have been.

Well. Garth's daughter.

Yes.Yeah.

And she's his sole heir,
isn't she?

I believe so.Marriageable perchance?

Why not?Hmm.

Look, Ray, I'm tired
of separating people from
their money by devious means.

It's not only illegal.
It's dangerous.

You know, for the first time,
this entire conversation
is beginning to make sense.

You're gonna quit me
because you think you found
a better meal ticket.

Well, all relationships,
no matter how perfect,
eventually must end.

Huh. So you'll, uh,

marry Miss Betsy Garth--
for love or money?

I haven't thought
beyond the money, Ray.

But I'll tell you one thing.

The young officer
who led that charge
many years ago...

would have been
very much in love
with Betsy Garth.

Won't the judge be upset
at his daughter marrying
a fortune hunter?

How will he know,
unless you tell him?

Oh, now, look,
I'm no dog in the manger.

You go to your youthful lady,
with my blessings.

And may she fulfill
all your wildest
and most avaricious hopes.

[ Chuckles ]
You're a sarcastic louse.

But thank you.No, I'm sincere.
I wish you luck.

And I also want you always
to think well of me.

Now, have I ever
thought anything else?

Well, Ray,

good luck
with your widow in Denver.

[ Door Closes ]

[ No Audible Dialogue ]

Good afternoon, Trampas.

What do you say?

Not much.

What's bothering you?

It's that Templeton fella.

Something about him that
gives me a bad feeling.
Can't shake it.

Well, I'll be glad
to throw him in jail for you...

if it'll make you
feel any better. I'm not jokin'.

Speaking of jails,
I'll bet he's been in a few,
or should have been.

You're really down on him,
aren't you?

That's awful smart of you
to figure that all out
by yourself.

You ought to be
a detective.

Well, I'm not the smartest
deputy in the world,
but I'll tell you this.

I've got more brains
than the simpleminded cowpoke...

sitting beside me
right here.Meanin' what?

If you're serious about it,
it's not too hard
to check a man out.

[ Door Opens, Closes ]

♪♪ [ Piano: Ballad ][ Chattering ]

Can I buy you men
a drink?

Why not?Bartender, three more
of the same here.

I'll have whiskey too.

Hot, isn't it?Yeah, it's pretty hot.

Understand Judge Garth
fired you men.

That's right.

Pretty rotten trick, wasn't it?Yeah, it was
a pretty rotten trick.

But don't you worry yourself
none about it,

'cause we'll get even with him
one way or another.

Now, that's the spirit
I like to hear.

What's all this
to you anyway?

Maybe nothing.
Maybe something.

Maybe
something what?

Maybe a great deal
of money...

if you're the right men
for me.

Well, fancy meeting you
way out here.

Nothin' fancy about it.
I've been following you.

What the devil for?

Well, I've been wanting
to talk to you.

There's some things
about you that I--

I don't know.
Maybe I'm the only one
that sees it,

but I think you're out
to damage some people
I like.

- Who?
- Betsy, for one.

Well, why don't you
warn her about me?

- I tried. Didn't work.
- Well, then, just relax,
friend.

I'll tell you
one thing, friend.

If you do hurt Betsy,

or anyone else at Shiloh,
I'll pound you right
in the ground.

I don't pound very easy.

Now, if you'll excuse me.I'm not through talkin'.

- Well, I am.
- [ Groans ]

[ Both Grunting,
Groaning ]

[ Shouts ]

[ Laughing ]

Hey! You two trying
to kill each other?

Not a bad idea.Why?

'Cause I don't like him.Why in blazes
don't you?

'Cause he's quicker
at shooting mountain lions?

Hope he didn't hurt you
too much.

No, I'll be all right--
in a couple of years.

Your boots are waterlogged.
Maybe I ought to put 'em
on top of the stove.

Hey! Don't you go puttin'
them 30-dollar boots
on no stove.

Do you want 'em to...
warp?

[ Sneezes ]

Maybe I better get you
some hot coffee.Yeah.

Hmm.

Funny. You don't look
any the worse for wear.

Hmm. That dude couldn't hit
hard enough to bust
a paper bag.

What have you got
against the man anyway?

I just got a bad feeling
about him.

- Why?
- I don't know exactly.

It's just that I been around
a lot of con men in my time.

No argument there.

Oh, I know.
It takes one to know one.

You said it. I didn't.

You want some more?No, thanks.

Thank you.It shrunk.

Huh?

- Well, then, it just
ought to about fit you.
- Well, no thanks.

I don't want a shirt
that's made out of such
cheap material...

that it shrinks up
every time a man gets
knocked in a river.

I didn't get knocked in.

I dove.

Well, then,
you were darn foolish not
to take your shirt off first.

Good morning.

It's especially good to be alive
on a morning like this.

I'm sorry Trampas felt
he had to try to pound you
into the ground like that.

There's no harm done.

Good morning.Morning, Betsy.

And a good morning
to you, Jim.Not just a good morning.

Betsy, let's make this
the most beautiful morning
that ever was.

- Well, how you gonna do that?
- We take our last ride
together.

- Our last?
- I've decided to leave,
definitely.

Later on today.

Oh.

Well, Betsy, I can't--

I can't stay
around here any longer.

You mean because of me?

Where would you like
to ride to-- that little
cabin you love so much?

Betsy, there are so many things
I'd like to say to you.

But perhaps I shouldn't.Why?

Oh, it might seem
out of place.

Why? Because I'm younger
than you are?

How do you become so much woman
at so young an age?

I don't know.
I guess maybe meeting
a man like you helps.

How old does a woman
or a girl have to be before
a man can really talk to her?

You mean before
I could talk to you?

I don't know.

If you were about
10 minutes older, you'd be
in very serious trouble.

In about 10 minutes,
I'll be 10 minutes older.

You better look out.
I'm quite a talker.

And besides that, Judge,
I'd like to put out...

about another hundred salt licks
on the north plateau.

All right.

Judge? Read this.

We telegraphed them
yesterday.

Asked them to telegraph us
back, collect.

"James Templeton,

"also known as James Richards
and John Harrison,

"worked here as a reporter
briefly six years ago.

"He left after attempting
to extort funds from
a wealthy widow.

"If you know of
his whereabouts,

"would suggest you contact
police in Washington
or New York.

Sincerely, the editor."He's wanted by the police
in both cities, Judge.

- Judge, where is he?
- Well, he and Betsy
are riding northeast.

Let's get the horses.

[ Sighs ]
It's always the same.

No matter how long I'm away,
it still seems like home.

The 10 minutes is up,
Betsy.

And more.

I don't care about anybody
or anything else
in the whole world.

I'm gonna ask you
to marry me.

- Jim--
- I said I'm going to.

You don't have
to refuse or accept yet.

But, Betsy, you're
the only girl I've ever met...

with whom I know
I could be happy.

Times that we've spent together
have been happy.

Still, it's hard to say yes.

It's very hard.

I-I'm very fond
of you, Jim,

but I think I'm too young
to get married.

Perhaps that's because
your father treats you
like a child.

Or maybe you think
he'd be opposed
to our marriage.

He doesn't even know
that you've asked me.

I haven't asked you yet.

Betsy, I've knocked around
this world long enough...

to know the real thing
when I see it,

and it's too precious
to be frustrated by fathers
or friends...

or foolish delays
or anything else.

We could leave from here
and go to Central City,

and by tonight
we'd be man and wife.

Betsy, I am going
to ask you.

Will you marry me?

[ Harding ]
Hey there in the cabin!

Hey there!

We want you to know
we mean business.

Get down, Betsy!

- What are you doing out there?
You out of your mind?
- We want that girl!

[ Man ]
Judge Garth will pay us plenty
to get his daughter back.

[ Harding ]
You haven't a chance
of getting out of there alive...

unless we let you. [ Gunshot ]

There's no profit
in killing you,

so just leave the girl,
and you can come out
and ride away.

Sorry, friend,
she's already spoken for.

You know, he's right.

There's no profit
in killing me.

You'd leave me here?

Well, I'm afraid
the answer is yes.

Otherwise, I might
get my head blown off.

I can't believe
you'd desert me.

My dear, I'm afraid you've had
an erroneous impression...

of my gallantry
from the beginning.

Come on, Jim.
I don't want to have
to burn you out.

And he will too.
[ Chuckles ]

With any luck at all,
I would have been married
to a rich girl tomorrow.

- A rich girl?
- Yes.

And all those things
you sa--

I-- I think you better go
before you get hurt.

Yeah.

I'll tell you one thing
though.

And it surprises me.

I did get to like you
quite a bit.

[ Harding ]
Stop stalling, Jim.

En avant, la legion.

All right, fellas.
She's all yours.

Why don't you just
put your hands up,

get on your horse
and ride out of here?

Ray, old friend,
have you ever tried...

to mount a horse
with your hands in the air?

All right,
just get on and get out.

All right, move.

Oh!

[ Sobbing ]

[ Door Opens ]

You had your dinner?

[ Sighs ]
I just got back from town.

Deputy wanted me there
when he questioned Harding.

Jim was in with that man,
wasn't he, Daddy?

Yeah.

We were in the cabin,
and it was plain to see
that they knew each other.

[ Sighs ]
What was it?

Daddy, please.
I have to know.

It was blackmail.

- Blackmailing you?
- Trying to.

[ Exhales ]

I'll never understand.

If Jim was such an evil man,
why did he fight to save me?

There are degrees of evil.
And of virtue.

Who was it who said,
"There's so much good
in the worst of us,

so much bad
in the best of us"?

Before Jim went out
to fight, he...

looked at his medal
and he said something
that I didn't understand.

I think it was in French.

Something like--
[ Stammering ]
"La-Lavant... la"--

En avant, la legion.

- Yes, that's it.
- That would be the command
he gave his men...

the time he won the medal.

"Legion, forward."

He won it twice,
didn't he, Daddy?