All language subtitles for S03E19 - Six Graves at Cripple Creek

[ Grunting ]

[ Gunfire ]

Nice shootin'. [ Man ]
This one's alive.

[ Spectators Murmuring ]

If I'd have known
this was your town,
I'd have stayed out.

- Better get him to a doc.
- Don't touch him.

Let him bleed away his life
right here, right now.

[ Man ]
Mister, do something.

There were four of you men.

You make the third.
Who was the other one?

I'm gonna stand right here
until you're dead.

- Look, Emmett, I think you'd
better get him to a doc.
- You stay out of this.

[ Exhales ]
You ain't gonna
let me die like this.

- Try me.
- [ Wincing ]

- McMasters. Charlie McMasters.
- Where is he now?

- I don't know.
- You're a liar.

[ Groans ]
Last time I seen him,
Silver City.

Pick him up.

I suppose you--
you want me
to turn in my badge.

When I do, I'll tell you.

I could use
a few answers though.

- Is he dead?
- He'll live until we hang him.

No thanks to you.

Suppose you tell me
what that was all about.

Two years ago,

four men raided a farmhouse
near Sandersville.

There were only
two people there
at the time.

The owner and his daughter.

They, uh, killed the owner.

And his daughter
lived long enough...

to... give me
a couple of names.

- You knew her?
- Yeah. I knew her.

I caught two of 'em.

The others split off,
and I finally
lost their trail.

He-- He was one of 'em.

John, I want time off.

That was a long time ago,
Emmett.

That's what I try
to tell myself.

And I almost had
myself believing it...

till I saw him out there.

Do I get the time off?

I might as well
give it to you.
You'll go anyway.

Thanks. Emmett.

Wearing a badge
doesn't give you the right
to commit murder.

[ Scoffs ]
Killing him
wouldn't be murder.

Oh, you know
better than that.

Maybe you didn't two years ago,
but I don't think...

you're the same man
you were two years ago.

[ Door Closes ]

[ Laughing, Chattering ]

Whiskey.

You, uh,
been here long?Five years. Why?

Lookin' for a fella with
a name of McMasters.

Charlie McMasters.
You know where
I could find him?

I got a pretty good idea.
He's dead.

Him and a party
got jumped at Cripple Creek
by some renegade Sioux.

How long ago? Six months.

Huh. You sure?

Well, I didn't bury him,
but that's the word I got.

All this happened
at Cripple Creek?That's right.

Thank you.

Ryker?I'm Ryker.

- You're under arrest.
- What for?

Carrying a gun.
It's against the town ordinance.

What do you mean?
Everybody's carrying a gun.

They live here.
Ordinance only applies
to strangers.

How'd you know who I was?

John Brannan's
an old friend of mine.
Wired me you were comin'.

Well, then he told you
I was his deputy.

It doesn't make
no difference here, son.
You comin'?

- It's your town.
- That's right.

All right! All right.
Now, what are you tryin' to do,
wake up the whole town?

- Let me out of here.
- You'll get out
when I say you get out.

-Now, you want
some breakfast?
-No, I don't want any breakfast!

Let me out of here!
When do, uh--

- When do I see the judge?
- The judge is out of town.

When does he get back?

Well, that depends
on a lot of things.

Whether the ground
he's prospectin'
is worth anything or not.

Say, two--
um, maybe three weeks.

All right, now, look.
I went along with you
for a night's sleep,

and I was willing
to pay a little fine
if you wanna play it that way.

- But now I want out of here.
- I'm afraid it isn't
that easy, son.

All right, Marshal.
What's on your mind?

Well, you might
call it protection.

Yours or one of
the local voters.

One of them might
take a shot at you,
and you might shoot back.

Either way,
that wouldn't be good,

and I wouldn't want
a friend of Brannan's
killed in my town.

And, besides,
we don't have enough voters
to spare as it is.

Why would anybody
wanna take a shot at me?

You was asking about
Charlie McMasters, weren't you?

Well, what's that
got to do with it?

Well, from what I hear,

there's some that'd shoot you
because they'd think
you're a friend of his.

And there's others
that'd drop you because
they'd think you're an enemy.

You might say the local voters
have strong feelings about
McMasters one way or the other.

Yeah. Well, what's
your feelings about him?

He hasn't been around
since I got here,
so I never laid eyes on him.

- All I know
is what I hear tell.
- Are you sure he's dead?

Mister, I ain't sure
of anything. I wouldn't bet on
the sun rising tomorrow morning.

Marshal, all I wanna do
is to get up to Cripple Creek...

and make sure McMasters
is dead and buried up there,
that's all.

Oh, uh, you gonna plant
some posies for him?

[ Groans ]
Any flowers on that grave,
I'll pull 'em out.

Well, seein' that you're
not a friend of his,
maybe we can make a deal.

[ Chuckles ]
What kind of a deal?

Well, a friend of mine
doesn't know too much about
this part of the country.

Wants to get up that way.
You could kind of act as
a guide. All right with you?

[ Exhales Sharply ]
All right.

Good.
[ Chuckles ]

Besides, it's, uh, safer
traveling by twos.

I'll be ready to leave
in an hour.

Mind you,
I think you're goin'
on a wild goose chase.

But if you got your heart
set on goin', then--

You better mount up, huh?

Well, uh, you all set?

As soon as you give me
my gun back.I got it right here.

Come on and meet
your traveling companion.

[ Clicking Tongue ]
Come on.

Uh, this is Emmett Ryker.

Miss Lucille Carver.

[ Sighs ] All right.
This is some kind of a joke.
I haven't got time.

It's no joke.

- You-- You mean you expect me
to take a girl along?
- You didn't tell him.

He didn't ask.Now, wait a minute.

No, you wait a minute!
Both of you!

You've been hangin' around
this town for two weeks
trying to get to Cripple Creek.

Now, you're headed
in that direction.
There's no stage to there.

So she can't ride
all that way alone.

So I figured it was a good way
to kill two birds
with one stone.

Oh, you did, huh?

After you're through
at Cripple Creek, you can
take her on to Fort Shields.

That's but 15,
20 miles further on.

They'll take good care
of her there.

Well-- Well, what makes
you think I'm gonna
go along with this?

Because you said you would.I didn't
say anything about--

You said you'd travel
with my friend. Now, you didn't
ask me who my friend was.

So unless you're
the kind of a man whose word
doesn't mean anythin'--

Now, look.
She doesn't always
dress like that.

I just thought it'd be
a good idea in case somebody
saw you from the distance.

They'd figure it was
a man and a boy traveling.

- You know,
the men up here are wild.
- Well, how do you know I'm not?

I don't. But I'd know
who to look for if anything
ever happened to her.

Here.
Have yourself a good trip.
You too.

[ Sighs ]
All right, let's get goin'.

We, uh, better rest a while.You don't have to stop
because of me.

No, we're resting the horses
and get something to eat.

Better sit
for a spell.

It's gonna be
a long day.

If you don't mind,
I'd just as soon stand up.

Don't worry about me.
I'll keep up.

Oh, um, I ain't
worrying about you.

Aren't you
gonna eat something?

I'm not hungry.

In other words,
you didn't bring
anything to eat, huh?

I didn't have time.
The sheriff told me just
a few minutes before we left.

Here. Go on.

You don't have
to take care of me.Let's put it this way.

If you don't eat,
you'll get faint.

And if you faint,
I'll have to carry you.
You see? So eat, huh?

Uh, you, uh--

you mind telling me something?

Depends on what it is.

Well, uh,
I'm just wondering...

what a tenderfoot
like yourself's doing
in this part of the country.

I came from Philadelphia
to find my father.

He's at Cripple Creek?

The last time
I heard from him, he was.

Well, why didn't he meet you
at Silver City...

instead of letting you
make this trip?Because he's dead.

You heard
about the massacre
at Cripple Creek?

Uh, yeah.
Six months ago.

It took his letter a while
to catch up with me.

I didn't know about
the massacre until
I got here two weeks ago.

And you're going up there
to visit his grave, huh?

- You could put it that way.
- Well, how would you put it?

In his letter that
I got from him, he said
he had struck it rich.

Nobody in Silver City
seems to know what happened
to his fortune.

Does that answer
your question?

Yeah, I guess so.

Are you ready to ride?I'm ready.

[ Grunts ]

Huh! Hyah!

Whoa.

All right, this way.

I never thought that rabbit
would taste like steak.

[ Chuckles ]
I guess they don't eat rabbit
in Philadelphia, do they?

Lots of times,
I would have been glad
to have had some.

- Rough times?
- I'm not crying about it.

You don't cry
about anything, do you?

I used to.
But when I got to be seven,
I quit.

Yeah.

I gather you weren't
too fond of your father.

Well, how can you be fond
of someone you haven't seen
since you were a kid?

All right, mister.
Since you're so curious,
my mother died when I was five,

and my father stuck me
with some relatives,
and then let out.

The letter I told you about
was the first time
I'd heard from him since then.

You said it took a long time
to catch up with you.

I didn't like the relatives
any more than they liked me.

So when I was old enough
to make it on my own,
I took off. Still curious?

No, not particularly.

You haven't said why
you're going to Cripple Creek.

There was another man
in that massacre.
I, uh--

I want to find out,
make sure if he's dead.

Why?

We'd better clean up.

[ Galloping Hooves ]What is it?

Shh.

Who was it?I don't know.

Is somebody after you?I don't know that either.

You don't know,
or you don't want to tell me?

Look, if somebody
starts shooting at me,
it won't be any secret.

Now, you'd better--
you'd better turn in.

Tomorrow's gonna be
another long day.

Let me have that.
You get some sleep.I can--

Yeah, I know.
You can take care
of yourself.

You told me that before.Well, I can.

Yeah, I know.
You'd better get some sleep.

It doesn't take two people
to wash two dishes.

Miss Carver.

You, uh,
forgot something.

I feel safer now.

Pleasant dreams.

We must've missed 'em.No sense in goin' back.

We'll pick 'em up
at the creek.

[ Ryker ]
We'll head upstream.

If your father and
the others were prospecting,

they'd work the creeks,
potholes and cut banks.

This could be it.

[ Gunfire ][ Whinnying ]

You all right?Yeah, I think so.

All right, stay down.

[ Gunfire ]

- Can you shoot a gun?
- I've got this one.

- I don't mean a toy one.
I mean a real one.
- I'll try.

Look up at that hill.
There's a cluster of rocks
up there. You see?

[ Gunfire Continues ]I see it.

When I tell you to open up,
you point this at those rocks.

- You pull the trigger
as fast as you can.
- What if I hit somebody?

[ Chuckles ]
Chances are you won't.

Use both hands.
Both hands.Okay.

[ Hammer Cocks ]

All right. Open up!

You did fine.Oh.

There's another one
up on that hill right below
that patch of brush.

We'll do it again. [ Gunfire Continues ]

You ready?Yeah.

Open up!

Is he dead?

Yeah.Oh.

You know this man?

No. Why would
he want to kill us?

Not us, Miss Carver.
You.

If they wanted us,
they'd have
picked me off first.

But that first shot
was aimed right at you.

Let's go look
at those graves.
I'll take care of him later.

Oh.What's the matter?

I think I'm going
to be sick.Oh, no.

No, it's all right.
Everything's all right now.

Hey, you know somethin'?
I didn't think...

you were quite as tough
as you tried to sound.

You all right?Mm-hmm.

Come on.

[ Lucille ]
Not even a marker.

Who buried them?We'll find out when
we get to the fort.

You-- You know
how many men were in
the party with your father?

They told me
in Silver City
there were six men.

Six men.

Six graves.

That man you came here
to find out about--
Was he a friend of yours?

No.Why did you come
all this way then?

What would you have done
if he hadn't been there?I'd have gone on looking.

So you could
kill him yourself?

Why do you say that?

It's the truth,
isn't it?

We'd better get on.

[ Man ]
Forward, ho!

[ Man ]
Company, halt!

March!

I'd, uh, like to see
the commanding officer.Yes, sir. Just a moment.

[ Knocks ]

Two civilians would like
to see you, sir.Ask them to come in.

Yes, sir.

I'll bet I look a mess.No bet.

The major will
see you now, sir.

Thank you.

Good day, gentlemen.
What can--

Oh, excuse me. I--

The marshal asked me
to escort Miss Carver here
from Silver City.

He thought it might be advisable
if she didn't look
too feminine...

in case we met anybody
on the road, you know.Oh, I see.

Miss Carver's father
was one of the men killed
at the Cripple Creek massacre.

- Oh, I'm sorry.
- She thought you might have
some information about it.

Well, that happened
before I was stationed here,

so I'm afraid
I don't know
too much about it.

Oh. But I'd be glad to offer
any help I can.

Perhaps a hot bath
and a good meal
might do as a starter.

I've almost forgotten
there were such things.

Mason?

Yes, sir?

Take Miss Carver to my quarters
and ask Mrs. Mallory
to make her comfortable.

- Yes, sir.
- Perhaps she can find
some things of our daughter's.

- Thank you.
- See you later.

[ Door Closes ]

Sit down, Mr.--Ryker. Emmett Ryker.

Well, there's
a report about it
here in the files.

I read it
when I first got here.

Incidentally,
I thought it best to get
Miss Carver out of the way...

before I got
the report out.

As I remembered,
it was a pretty rough deal.

I, uh-- I noticed
there weren't any markers
on the graves.

They couldn't identify
any of the bodies.

The soldiers from here found
what was left of them
and buried 'em...

along with the renegade
they killed when
they rode in.

I only saw six graves.

That's right.
Five white men,
and one Sioux.

You sure of that?
There were only five
white men buried there?

- That's what it says here. Why?
- I heard there were
six white men in the party.

I guess one of them
got away.

Hmm. Well, the question is,
which one?

You think it might have been
Miss Carver's father?

Well, that's one possibility.

Only one chance in six.

Perhaps it might be wise
if we didn't
mention this to her...

until I see if I can
find out more about it.

Oh, Mason?
I'd hate to get
her hopes up.

[ Door Opens ]

Yes, sir?

Mason, I want you to check
with the sergeant major.

See if there are men on the post
who were here when the
Cripple Creek massacre occurred.

If there are,
I wanna talk to them.

Yes, sir.

While we're waiting to hear,
how would a drink
and some supper strike you?

Fine.

I'm afraid the odds
of finding her father
aren't very good.

I've won against
bigger odds.

There you are.Thank you.

Well, good luck.Same to you, sir.

Ah. Hello, my dear.
This is Mr. Emmett Ryker.
My wife.

Ma'am.I'm delighted
to meet you.

Miss Carver has been telling
how kind you were
to bring her here.

I'm afraid it's been
a pretty rough trip
for her.

Well, I quite agree,
judging by the way she looked
when Mason brought her to me.

But I think we've been able
to make a few improvements. [ Door Opens ]

We were just
talking about you.
Our daughter's away at school,

and, fortunately,
Miss Carver and Sally
are just about the same size.

For which I am grateful.
Mr. Ryker.

Haven't I seen you
someplace before?
No, I guess not.

Let's sit down, everybody.
Supper will be ready
in just a few minutes.

Tell me, Miss Carver,
where is your home?

I'm from Philadelphia.

But I moved around
quite a bit
since I was a child.

I moved around
quite a bit too
since I was first married.

But everywhere you were
was home, wasn't it? Yes.

Wherever I was,
it was home.Well, now.

With that training,
Miss Carver would make
an excellent army wife.

We must introduce her
to some of the
young officers, Mary.

Perhaps Miss Carver
has other plans.

[ Chuckles ]
I'm sure you've
enjoyed your life.

But all I want is
a place that has glass
in the windows...

and thick walls
to keep out the cold air,
and a roof that doesn't leak.

But most of all,
I-I want a place
all of my own...

with someone in it
that belongs to me...
and who I can belong to.

Oh, I-- I didn't mean
to sound maudlin.

You didn't, my dear.
Not at all.

[ Knocking ]Come in.

Sir, I spoke to
the sergeant major.

Excuse me.
Mr. Ryker.

We'll be right back.

[ Door Closes ]

That's one of the drawbacks
of army life.

How many times he's said
"I'll be right back,"

and how many times
supper's gotten cold waiting.

[ Chuckles ]
Enough of that.

Tell me, Miss Carver,
what does Mr. Ryker do?

I don't know.

[ Chattering ]Ten-hut!

At ease.

Major.
What can I do for you?

I understand you were here
when the massacre happened
down in Cripple Creek.

[ Bartender ]
Yes, sir, that I was.

Most of the troops was out,
so they made me go
on the burial party.

I'll never forget it.

Now, the record shows
they buried five white men
and one Indian.

That's right, sir.

Well, Mason here tells me
you know something
about the sixth white man.

- The one that got away.
- Well, no. I never exactly
said it was the same man.

I'd have no way
of proving that.

Suppose you tell me
what happened.

Well, uh,
the next night,

just before
I was closin' up,

a man come in here
all tuckered out,
bought a bottle of whiskey.

Now, what struck me odd
was when he come
to pay for it,

he went outside.

Came back in with
a bag full of gold dust.

Well, I-I measured out
the right amount.

And when he left,
I went outside to see
where he got it.

Would you believe it,
Major?

He was leadin' a pack horse
just loaded down
with gold bags.

[ Mallory ]
You're sure
that's what they were?

Well, if they wasn't,
I don't know why...

he'd load a horse
down that way. Did he say anything?

Uh, no.
Just asked for whiskey.

He had a funny look in his eyes,
like he was kinda dazed,

or maybe just
comin' out of a nightmare
or somethin'.

What did he look like?

Uh, well,
let me see now.

He was, uh--
he was dark.

Heavyset.
Nothin' special
that I can remember.

- Which way was he headed
when he left here?
- Uh, north.

And I'll tell you somethin'.
I don't think...

he could've got
farther than Deadwood
the way he looked.

Well, thank you,
Mr. Coonley.Yes, sir.

Well, what do you think?I think he's right--
that he was the sixth man.

What's your next stop?Deadwood.

See if I can
pick up his trail.

What about Lucy Carver?

It, uh, might be best
if she stays here
till you hear from me.

What'll you tell her?Gotta tell her
the truth.

There may be a chance
her father's still alive.

Well, there's no sense
breaking the news
in front of an audience.

I'll send her out.

Major Mallory said
you wanted to see me.Yeah.

Let's-- Let's walk.

What is it?
What's the mystery
all about?

Just learned that there were
only five white men
killed at Cripple Creek.

One--
One got away.

Which one? I don't know.

Then it could be
my father.

It could be.
But, uh, the odds
are against it.

Why do you look so disappointed?
You expect me
to burst into tears?

[ Chuckles ]
Well, yesterday,
I wouldn't have.

But after the way
you talked in
the major's house--

I got carried away. I don't think so.

I think you were
telling the truth.

Sure, I want all those things.
Who doesn't?

But that doesn't mean
I'm sentimental...

about a father
I haven't seen
for all these years.

I came here because
he said he was rich.

If I find him,
that's all I expect
to get out of it.

I'm, uh, going to
Deadwood in the morning...

to see if I can pick up
his trail.

You'd better stay here.
If I turn up anything,
I'll get in touch with you.

All right.

Tell me something.
Can you remember at all
what your father looked like?

I'm sorry. I'm afraid
I was too young.

All right.

I wish I could
help you, but--You'd better get back.

[ Man Shouting, Indistinct ]

Good morning.Ah. Good morning.

Well, I'm getting used to you
looking like a girl now.

That's a big improvement.

You're going to go
without saying good-bye?

I'll be back...
one way or another.

Mr. Ryker?

That's how
you say good-bye.

I'll try to remember that.

Is there a line
open to Deadwood?
I've got to send a telegram.

Oh. See the sergeant major.
He'll take care of it
for you.

[ Horse Nickers ]

[ Clopping Hooves ]

Just sit tight.
Keep your hands where they are. [ Hammer Cocks ]

Uh, can't say as I blame you
for being edgy, son.

- What are you doing out here?
- Following you.

Since when?

Since you left
Silver City.

I-- I saw a fresh grave
back at the creek.

It was a bushwhacker.

The girl will tell you
if you have any doubts.

I didn't say I did.

Can I get down now?

Don't move sudden.

Mmm.

You know, that coffee
smells mighty good.

You know, I make
the worst there is myself.
[ Chuckles ]

Go ahead.

Maybe you can get around
to telling me why
you've been tracking me.

Uh, glad to.

You know, I got
some hot chestnuts
in the fire,

and I thought you could
pour 'em out for me.

What kind of chestnuts?

Gold ones.
$50,000 worth.

Mmm! That's
mighty good coffee.

Son, if your boss
ever gets tired of you,
I'll give you a job.

Any man make coffee like that
never should be out of a job.All right. What about that gold?

Oh, well--

Well, it was lifted off
the Silver City Expressstage
a while back.

A man by the name of McMasters
had a hand in the job,
but I couldn't pin it down.

I figure
he would have a problem
with that much gold.

What do you mean?Well, for one thing,

it weighs about
150 pounds,

and it'd be hard to spend
because it's raw gold dust.

And if you took it to a mint,
they'd wanna know
where you got it.

Yeah. You'd have to
get rid of it
a little at a time, huh?

Say, you catch on quick.

You know, word came back
that McMasters got jumped
by Indians...

before he had a chance
to do that.

Then a couple of months later,
this gal shows up
in Silver City...

and says that her father
struck it rich
and had sent for her.

- Lucy Carver.
- Or you might say
Lucy McMasters.

I thought of that.Son, you do
catch on quick.

That's why you wanted
to get her up
to Cripple Creek, huh?

Well, I figured
if McMasters was alive
and had sent for her,

that sooner or later
she would lead me
to him.

But you had to go and spoil
everything by leaving her
back at Fort Shields.

There's only one thing
wrong with that.

What's that?

If she was McMasters's daughter,
why would anybody
try to kill her?

Well, I-I-I thought
they was after you.

No, mister.
We were riding across
a clearing in full sight...

in easy shot
of those two ambushers
lying up on the hill.

And the first shot
was for Lucy Carver.

[ Sighs ] Son, I'm sorry
I ever talked to you.
I had a nice house all built,

and you come along
and tear down the wall
and wreck the foundation.

Well, I'll throw in my hand.
What else do you know?

About the time of the massacre,
a man showed up at Fort Shields.

He paid for a bottle of whiskey
in gold dust,

and he had a pack horse
loaded with more.Where was he headed?

Same place I am.

Deadwood.

Well, that's as good a place
as any to start lookin'.

Son, pour me the dregs
off the bottom of
that pot, will you?

[ Chuckles ]
You know, this is
the best coffee...

I've tasted
in a week.

I'm, uh, sorry
I had to do that, son.

Hyah!

Hyah! Get up!

[ Stage Approaching ]

Whoa!

What happened to you?I, uh, reached for
a second cup of coffee.

You all right?Uh, I'd feel better if
you'd give me a lift.

I'm only going
as far as Deadwood.

[ Grunts ]

Get up!

Whoa!

Hey, I'm much obliged
for the lift.

Get up!

Well.
Um, sit down.

Have some
beef and beans.

These are the best
beef and beans I've had
in a long time.

Enjoy it, because when you
get through, I'm gonna
knock it out of ya.

Now you'll observe
I'm eating with just
one hand.

The other is full
of a .44 aimed
right at your belt buckle.

- Where's my horse?
- He's down at the livery.

I told the man to feed him
some good mash...

and groom him
until he shined.Thank you.

Uh, how's your head?

It feels like
I've been pistol-whipped.

You mind telling me
why you--
why you did it?

Son, I'd like to butter
some bread, but I can't
do it with one hand.

You won't try anything?

You see, you and me,
we're after the same man,
but for different reasons.

You want to kill him.

Me, I want to find out
where he hid
some stolen gold.

But I can't find that out
if he's dead, can I?

So that's why I had
to get here first.

Did you find him?

I found a respectable gent
by the name of John Carver.

He run a respectable mine
called the Great Western
Mining and Exploration Company.

- Lucy's father.
- Maybe.

You don't believe him?

I don't know.
Now, if he is
Lucy's father,

how came he never got
in touch with her again?

- Why don't you ask him?
- I figure the next play's
up to you.

You want the man
for a personal reason.
Me--

I'm only looking for money,
and I figure
your reason's stronger.

- Suppose I don't
go along with it?
- Oh, you will.

You didn't come this far
just to let it drop.

Now that
I've planted the seed,
you think on it.

You sleep on it.

Whoa!

There he is.

Lucy?

You're my father?

It's been a long time,
my dear.

I hope I can make up
for that from now on.

I never really thought
that you--

Now, I know.
I know.

Come. We have plenty of time
to get acquainted.

First question:
How did she know
he was here?

I'd, uh, like to see
Miss Carver.
I'm an old friend of hers.

Cat! Hey, Cat!

Says he's a friend
of the boss's daughter.Oh?

Over at the house.

Mr. Ryker.
Come in.

I'm so glad to see you.

Isn't it exciting?[ Chuckles ]

I was just telling
my father about how-- [ Door Opens ]

You must be Mr. Ryker.

I've been hearing
quite a lot
about you.

I'm glad to meet you.I'm very grateful for the help
you gave my daughter.

Oh, I just, uh,
got her as far
as Fort Shields.

And a lot seems
to have happened to you
since then.

It certainly did.
Right after you left,
I got this telegram--

Perhaps you'd better
let me explain, dear.

I got word
from a friend of mine
in Silver City...

that my daughter was there,
and that everybody thought I had
been killed in the massacre.

We tried to locate her,
but by then,
she had already left.

So I wired Fort Shields
on the chance that
she would stop there,

and, uh,
they very kindly put her
on the stage for here.

Isn't that amazing?It certainly is.

All this time, I didn't know
that I was supposed
to be dead.

[ Chuckles ]
Well, uh--

But you were at Cripple Creek
when it happened, right?

Yes, I was there,
all right.

Let's have a drink.
Celebrate.

It looks like you came
all this way for nothing.

Here we are.

My new family.

- Was a man
named McMasters there?
- Yes.

I didn't know him well.
I was just there to see...

if it looked worthwhile
to stake some claims.

I ran into his party
just a few minutes
before the Indians hit us.

I guess I was
the only one who got away.

But, uh, Lucy doesn't
wanna hear about all that.
As a matter of fact,

I don't even like
to think about it myself.

Well, I guess you two have
a lot to talk about, so--

Will you be staying
in town long, Mr. Ryker?I don't know.

Well, please come out
to see us again.
Have supper with us.

All right.
Thank you.Good-bye.

I don't know how
to thank you.Oh, you don't have to.

You will be back?Yeah, I'll be back.

So that's your Mr. Ryker?Well, I wouldn't put it
that way exactly.

But you have hopes.Well, one miracle at a time.

I'm still getting used
to this one.

I have some things
to see to.
I won't be long.

[ Carver ]
So that's Ryker. [ Cat ] Yeah.

[ Knocking ]

[ Hammer Cocks ]Who is it?

Me-- Goodbody.

Well. Did you have
a nice visit?

I don't know.

What do you think of Carver?That's what I've been
tryin' to decide.

Did he explain how
she knew he was here?

Yeah. Yeah.

Tell me, did anybody else
in Silver City know
who Lucy was?

I guess so.
It wasn't a secret.

Did he say anything
about the massacre?

Well, he explained that too.

Do you think he's the fella
that showed up at the fort
right after it?

Yeah. Only, uh,
he didn't mention...

how he got away with enough gold
to load down a pack horse.

Maybe the man you talked to
at the fort was wrong.

Maybe those bags
weren't full of gold.

Well, maybe.

Huh.

[ Clears Throat ]

Well, uh,
what are you gonna do if
you decide he is McMasters?

What I came here to do.

Even if he's also
the girl's father?

She's not using
a phony name.

If he's her father,
his name's Carver.[ Chuckles ]

She made kind of
an impression on you.

I think she's on the level,
if that's what you mean.

I see.Have you checked on Carver
with the local sheriff?

Well, I didn't come
all this way to
cut him in on the reward...

if we hit pay dirt.

Keep in touch.While you're down here
chasing some stolen gold,

who's minding
the store for you
in Silver City?

That's what
deputies are for.
Some deputies, that is.

Whoa!Hi. I was on
my way out to see you.

I was just
going into town
to do some shopping.

Wanna come along?Oh, no, no.

I'm afraid I wouldn't
be much help.Well, I don't know.

I was, uh, wondering
how you've been
getting along.

Fine.
What makes you ask?

Well, out on the trail,
you didn't seem to have
much feeling about your father.

And-- And yesterday--Well, I was wrong.

I didn't realize what
it would mean to me.

I guess I just
didn't wanna let myself
think about it.

Yeah. Tell me,
now that you've seen him,

you, uh--
you remember him?

No.
But I like him.

Lucy, you sure
it isn't just the idea of
having a father that you like?

- What do you mean?
- Well, has he ever told you
why he left ya?

Why he waited all these years
to get in touch with ya.What are you getting at?

Has he ever mentioned
your mother?
Talked about your old home?

Friends?
Things you should know about,
even as a child.

Even children have memories,
you know that.What are you trying to do?

I'm trying to make sure,
Lucy, not just for me,
but for you too.

You don't like him,
do you?

It has nothing to do
with whether
I like him or not.

You came here looking
for a man to kill.

You don't wanna
go back empty-handed.
Is that it?

- No, that isn't it.
- Then what is it, then?

Why-Why are you trying
to destroy everything?

- Lucy, will you listen to me?
- Leave me alone!

I've been looking for you.

Figured you would be.

Lucy told me about
what you said to her.

Just what are you
trying to do?Find out the truth.

She said you were
looking for a man
by the name of McMasters.

That's right.

And you think
that's who Iam?

I didn't say that.

But you're not sure
I'm really Lucy's father.

I wouldn't ordinarily
bother to answer such
a ridiculous accusation,

but in this case,
there's more than just
you and me involved.

I don't wanna see
Lucy hurt,

and there's just
two people in the world
can do that.

I'm one of them.
You're the other.

In order
to stop this nonsense
before that starts,

I suggest you come out
to my house in the morning,

and I'll show you
enough of my private papers
to set your mind at rest.

No, thanks.
I was just leaving.

If you're really
after the truth,

you be there at 9:00.

I saw a fellow leave.
Did you have company?

Yeah, for a while.What'd he want?

Said he wanted me
to come out to his house
tomorrow morning--

Huh.so he could prove
who he was.

Mighty obliging of him.
Uh, steak, rare.

Where have you been all day?Oh, here and there.

You know, most of the folks
I talked to figure that mine
played out a long time ago.

Made me wonder why they had
all that barbed wire
and the guard at the gate.

Maybe they've, uh,
struck a new vein.

That's one possibility, yeah.

Whoa!

Did you find him?He's coming out here
tomorrow.

Is he gonna
give you any trouble?Not after tomorrow.

I'll send the girl into town
before he gets here.

I should've
gotten rid of him
back at the fort.

I was going to
if I had to stop her.
But when she said...

she didn't know
what her father looked like,

I figured I might as well
let her go ahead.

I'm glad you did.

She's a very attractive
young woman.

[ Indistinct ] [ Horse Whinnies ]

[ Horse Nickers ]

[ Whinnies ]

[ Whinnying Continues ]

Ah. Look at
this busted cart.

This mine
hasn't been worked
in a long time.

[ Horse Nickers ]

Oh. This is what I call
a real convenient gold mine.

Yeah. Comes with the product
all wrapped up and waiting.

This must be the strongbox
from the Silver City stage job,

and these
from other jobs
they pulled off.

Smart operation,
using a played-out mine
for a cover.

No wonder they didn't want
anybody nosing around here.I'm taking home a sample.

You worry about the gold.
What I want is McMasters.

If it is McMasters.
No law says it still
couldn't be Carver.

I've just been trying on
some of my new clothes.

I think you're going
to spoil me.

I doubt it.

Have you gotten used to the idea
of having a father yet?

It took me
all of 10 minutes.

Oh, Lucy, I almost forgot.
I've got an important letter
to get off first thing tomorrow.

Would you mind
running it in to town for me?
I'll be tied up here.

Of course. [ Knocking ]

What is it?I, uh, think
there's some prowlers.

I'll be right with you.

What's the matter?Prowlers.

One of the problems
of owning a mine.

You'd better stay inside.Okay.

[ Clattering ]

- Can't you see them?
- No. Look for gun flashes.

[ Gunfire Continues ]Over by the corral.

We'll have to make
a break for it.

No, wait a minute.
You got a handkerchief?

I'll be back.

[ Gunfire Continues ]

Maybe this'll
brighten things up.

That's one.

Keep him busy.

Don't move!

Drop your gun.
And turn around, McMasters.

- Slow and easy.
- You got the wrong man.

I don't think so.

You wouldn't shoot
an unarmed man.

After what you did
at Sandersville,
it'd be a pleasure.

I didn't touch--

I think I'd
rather watch you hang.

Hold it!

I guess I knew all along
you'd find me
sooner or later.

Then Carver was killed
at that massacre.

Why'd you take his name?

They were after me.

Nobody was lookin' for him.

Well, what happened to his gold?
He told his daughter
he'd struck it rich.

Only gold he had
was what we stole.

Then he was
one of your men?

You killed my father.

Wait a minute.
He's not--

[ Sobbing ]

Well, everybody played it
the way you wanted 'em to.

You still think
it's better that way?

I think it's better
than letting her find out
her father was a thief,

that she'd been taken in
by a man like McMasters.

Well, um, shall we
pick up the reward money?

I already got my share.Well, you work fast,
don't you? Huh?

Yep. Well--

Well, let's see it, huh?See what?

The money.What for?

'Cause I don't think
you have it.

Tell me.

How did you
get it to her?

The sheriff told her
it was her father's share
in the mine.

Oh.

So long.