All language subtitles for S04E05 - The Awakening

[ theme music playing ]

[ rooster crowing ]

Come on!

[ coughing ]

Hello.

Hello.

You're wet.

I was trying
to catch a fish.

I'm sorry
if I scared him away.

That's all right.
I wasn't very hungry.

But you had a fire
ready for it.

Yeah, well, I guess
I won't need that now.

I know where
there's some food.

So do I.

Nuts and wild berries.

Huh?

Well, you're certainly not
going to catch anything.

That is, if you plan
to do it bare-handed.

So I guess you'll just
have to make do with
nuts and wild berries.

Yeah, I guess
maybe I will.

If you do get hungry,
though,

Shiloh Ranch is about
two miles ahead.

Thanks.
I'll remember that.

You always
ride around alone

offering charity
to strangers?

Oh, you wouldn't be
accepting charity.

And you could work for it,
if you'd like.

And I do think that
I have a right to ride
on my own property

if I want to.

This is your property?

My father's.
I'm Betsy Garth.

I'm sorry
to be trespassing,
Miss Garth, but I--

Oh, I didn't mean that.

I still don't think
you should be speaking
to strangers.

If you tell me your name,
you wouldn't be a stranger.

Well, that would
tell you who I am,

but it wouldn't
tell you what I am.

Um, do you have
a horse?

No.

How do you get
around, then?

I manage.

You're a very
exasperating man.

Why? I'm not
doing anything
very exasperating.

I'm just standing here.

All right.

I'm offering you a meal
for the last time.

Have you eaten yet today?

No.

Then why don't you
just go do that?

And that'll clear up
the whole situation
entirely.

[ indistinct chatter ]

MAN: I'm tellin' you,
we're not workin' that shaft.

Then pick your pay
and get out of here!

I'm not quitting,
and neither is anybody else.

We need our jobs.

Then get back to them!

I'm glad you
showed up, Ryker.

You havin' more trouble
down here, Calder?

I wish you'd explain
to these people

that I'm perfectly
within my rights

to have them thrown
off this property
if they refuse to work.

Wait just a minute,
Calder.

Sheriff, that shaft is
gonna cave in again,

and he knows it.

I fixed that shaft.

Two men have been
hurt in that shaft

in the last
three months.

All he does is put up
a couple of matchsticks.

We need our jobs.

But we need
our lives, too.

I was just hired
to run this mine.

I reported those cave-ins,

and I was allotted
the money to fix them.

As far as I'm concerned,
that shaft is just as safe

as it's ever gonna be.

Two men hurt?

That doesn't sound
too safe to me.

That's not for you
to decide.

You just watch
yourself, Calder.

Maybe you're
within your rights,

but I don't have any use for
a man who won't watch out
for his own people.

These are not my people.

All right.

I guess we know
where you stand.

Now, you men listen to me.

We're gonna have to
clear this thing up

once and for all.

I'm gonna ride over
and talk with Judge Garth.

Maybe he can help us
find a way out--
a sensible way out--

that'll satisfy
all of us, everyone.

I don't know
what he can do.

But whatever it is,
it's gonna take time.

Are you tellin' us
to work or get out?

No, I'm not
telling you that.

I'm just asking you to try
to work things out here

while I talk to the Judge.

All right.

We'll go back to work.

But only after I've
inspected that shaft.

And if it ain't safe,

you're gonna need
some deputies

to try to move us off
this property, Sheriff.

Because we're not workin',
and we're not leavin'.

We're gonna sit here
until some justice
is done.

All right, Ryker.
You go ahead.

Do whatever you want to,
talk to your friend
Judge Garth,

for all the good
it'll do you.

But what I got here

I'm gonna handle
any way I have to.

Sam?

It doesn't have
to be this way.

What other way is there?

We could leave.
There are other jobs,
other mines.

You never bargained
for this, did you?

Well, neither did I.

I know it's not
the kind of life
we dreamed about.

Sometimes I wish we could
go back to the beginning

and make everything right.

We can't go back.

So we have to make
things right...

here and now.

These are our people,
Nora--good people.

We can't just
walk away from them.

I know.

Well, I--

I heard you were
having trouble out there,

but I didn't realize
it was getting out of hand.

Yeah. About the only
thing I can do

is to do what I have to
under the law--

that's to keep the peace
and protect the mine.

From what?

Those miners
are pretty well
stirred up, Judge.

There's a fella
named Claypool.

He seems to be
their ringleader.

Truth is, I'm kind of
on his side.

Well...

I suppose I could try
to get a court order

closing it down until
conditions are investigated.

But that'd be
almost as bad

as their being thrown
out of work by Calder.

Those miners have to eat.
What's the matter with him?

I don't know.
He goes strictly
by the book.

It's hard to think
much of the man, Judge.

He won't go out on
a limb when human lives
are at stake.

He could fix that shaft

if he weren't afraid to
stand up to the owners.

I was hoping maybe
you could get in touch
with them,

let 'em know how things
really are down there.

First, maybe I'd better
take a look for myself.

I'll ride out there today.

Good.

I'm sorry to involve you
in this thing, Judge.

Well, sometimes
you've got to get
involved, Emmett.

Good morning, Betsy.Morning.

You're out kind of early
this morning.

Take care of
my horse, will you?

All right.

She's been actin'
kind of skittish lately.

That's not like Betsy.

Why don't you have
a talk with her?

Me? What am I gonna
say to her?

Well, you could
tell her.

Tell her what?

Tell her she's
gettin' skittish.

You tell her.

I don't know how to
talk to her like that.

Morning.Morning.

Betsy.

Yes, Daddy?

Well, that's better.
Where have you been?

Riding.Oh.

You must've worked up
quite an appetite.

No, I'm not very hungry.

Daddy?

Do you know what
I'd like to do?
What?

I'd like to go
into Medicine Bow

and buy about
five new dresses.

Five?Five.

All right.

Maybe that'll set
your eyes shining again

and turn the corners
of your mouth up
instead of down.

They're up now.

Judge.

You wanted to see me
about that new
breeding stock?

No, that'll keep.
Right now, have Randy
hitch up the buggy.

I saw Ryker.
Is there some trouble?

Afraid so, at the mine.

Anything I can do?

I don't even know
what I can do.

[ knock on door ]
Betsy?

Come in, Daddy.

Would you button up
the back for me,
please?

Betsy, maybe we'd
better put off

buying those dresses
this afternoon.

I've got some business
down at the mine.

Something's happening,
isn't it?

Why do you say that?

Something's happening,
and I have to be
kept away.

Well, it just might not
be pleasant for you
down there, that's all.

Daddy, sometimes I think
you protect me too much.

Well, that's my job,
isn't it--to protect you?

But I'm not
a little girl anymore.

Oh, no, you're
a downright old lady.

But you must remember--
I'm a father,

and fathers tend to be
narrow-minded.

Maybe they do, but you're
not narrow-minded.

Oh, yes, I am.
It's one of the things

you can't avoid
when you have children.

I think you're one of
the most open-minded men
I ever knew.

All right.
You can come along,

just to see you're not
missing anything.

Betsy.

I know you must feel
cooped up here at Shiloh,

but there are other
places you can go--

trips, things to see.

Daddy, I love Shiloh.

I don't ever want
to leave.

Well, I'll be.

Daddy, could you
wait a while

while I fix
some breakfast?

You said
you weren't hungry.

I--I changed my mind.

It's hot!

BETSY:
Of course it's hot.

And there's boric acid
in there, too,

so put your feet in.

There. Now I'll
start your eggs.

What made you
change your mind?

There weren't as many nuts
and berries out there

as I thought.

Who is he?
What's his name?

I don't know.

I found on the river trail,
walkin' barefoot.

Why was he doin' that?

Well, his boots
looked like they'd seen
better days.

Doesn't he have
a horse?

Not that I know of.

Tell you the truth,
he didn't say much.

Said he'd like to do
a few chores for a meal.

Seemed like
a nice enough fella.

I figured
you wouldn't mind.

Looked to me like he could
use more than a meal.

Where was he goin',
anyway?

Nowhere, I guess.

There's no such place.

Here, try these.
They're a pair of
my father's.

I don't want to take
your father's boots.

Oh, it isn't charity.
It's a trade.

Here.

I'll take these.

Yeah, but those are
just about gone.

Guess so.
I'll tell you what--

we'll make a fair trade.

I'll just give you one.

One boot's no good.

[ both laugh ]

Thank you.

I wasn't gonna get
very far on those.

I know.

And, uh, thank you
for the breakfast.
It was delicious.

If you're still hungry,
I'll fix you some more.

No, thanks.

Well, I don't want to
force you or anything.

Well,
as a matter of fact,

I would like
some more coffee.

Well, are you being
taken care of?

Yes, sir.

My name is Garth.

You've met
my daughter Betsy.

My name's
David Henderson.

Sit down, Mr. Henderson.

Nice to have you at chow.

I appreciate
your hospitality.

Your daughter's
an excellent cook.

Oh, yes, she is.

She offered to loan me
these boots of yours.

I hope you don't mind.

Oh, no. Not at all.

You going to stay
in Medicine Bow,

or are you just
passing through?

Just passing through.

If you'd like to
stop off here at Shiloh,

we can use an extra hand.

The foreman says
you're a good worker.

Well, thank you.
I think I'll go on.

Well...

I have some business
to take care of,

and then I'm going
into town.

I'll be glad to give you
a lift, if you like.

Thank you.
I'd appreciate that.

Very good.

Um, how do you live?

I mean, you've got
to work, don't you?

So, what's wrong
with Shiloh?

Nothing.

It isn't easy for a man
to get along out here

without doing anything.

I know that.

Do you have someplace
else to go?No.

Well, then,
what's wrong--

Your father must be
waiting for us.

I'm sorry, Dora.

It doesn't look too good.

I'll try again, but--

Oh, my God.

There must be something
we can do.

Whatever happens
to Sam in that shaft,

we're gonna hold you
to account for it.

Mr. Calder,
I'm Henry Garth.

I know who you are.
What do you want?

What's goin' on
up there?

We had a little accident.

It's Claypool--
he's trapped in the mine.

Alive?

More or less.

I understand this isn't
the first time

you've had an accident.

Well, we put in
new timber.

Claypool went in
on his own,

said he wanted
to inspect it.

Got his family up there?

Yeah, his wife.

You know, this isn't
really any of your
business, Judge.

What are you doin'
about Claypool?

Pine and some of
the others are tryin'
to get him out of there.

Betsy, you wait here.
Henderson--

He's gone up
to the shaft.

Henderson!

Henderson!

You can't go down there.

I know something
about mines.

If anybody else
goes in there,

there could be
another cave-in.

Is he alone?Yeah.

Then what have you got
to lose by my going in?

What do you think
you can do?

Please, mister.

If there's any chance...

The man may be dying.

I was a minister.
I've got to try
and help him.

I'm going in.

I'll go with you.

[ rumbling ]

It's up ahead.

Just take it real easy.

[ creaking ]

[ groaning ]

Claypool, can you hear me?

Can you hear me?Yeah.

Yeah, I hear.

How bad is it?

It ain't fair.What?

It ain't fair for me
to die this way.

They need me.

It ain't gonna hold
much longer.

We'll get you
out of here.

Why are you doing this?

Because I don't think
it's fair for you
to die, either--

not this way,
not in a mine.

Who are you, anyway?

My name's Henderson.

The people out there--

If my death
means anything...

to my wife and child,
to the others--

Pine, make it
mean something.

Don't let it be
for nothing.

One by one--
they're all gonna end up

being killed in this mine

unless somebody does
something about it.

All right, Pine,
pull him out.

[ coughing ]

Sam? Sam?

Sam! Sam?

He's dead.

[ crying ] Ohh!

Oh, dear God!

Sam, no!

No, no, no, no!

Are you all right?

My leg.

What about him?

Heavenly Father,

accept the soul of
this man, we pray you,

and bring him
to eternal rest.

Amen.

How do you feel?

All right.

The doctor says
it'll be a while

before you get up
and around.

I haven't got a while.
I've got to get going.

Where?

Uh...no more soup,
please.

You're a very
stubborn man.

I thought I was
exasperating.

Look, if you try to
get out of that chair,

you're gonna fall
flat on your face,

and I'm not going
to pick you up.

Would you like
to try it?

Not right now.

That's better.

Um, what you did at
the mine this afternoon--

a very foolish thing,

but it was
wonderful, too.

I guess you think
you know a lot about me

that you didn't
know before.

Not a lot,
but a little more.

Maybe you don't know
what you think you do.

[ knock on door ]Come in.

Well, how are you?Fine.

He's not eating,
though.

Maybe he ought
to try something
more substantial.

Well, do you feel
well enough to talk?

To listen, anyway.

Ah.

Well, I've been
listening

to some of the miners,
Reverend Henderson.

Is that what I call you?No.

What, then? David?Fine.

You made quite
an impression
on the miners,

especially
that man Pine.

There's no reason for--

You're a stranger,
and you risked your life
for one of them.

I tried to make
the man's death easier,
that's all.

Pine looked up to
Claypool.

Respected him.
They all did.

Now I suppose
they'll be looking
for a new champion.

I'm not sure
I follow you.

The situation at
the mine is explosive--

it's been that way
for weeks.

Wages,
working conditions,
safety precautions.

The miners are complaining
about all of them,

and I think
they've got a right to.

Oh, I think
a peaceful agreement

can be worked out.

I'm trying to get in touch
with the mine owners

to arrange a meeting.

What about Calder?

Well...

I don't think Calder

represented the miners'
grievances fairly,
or even tried to.

I think he's afraid
if he admits there's
trouble,

it'll reflect on his
ability to run the mine.

No matter what
the situation is,

you're gonna be
working on it.

Oh, yes.

And while the sheriff
and I are trying
to work things out,

the miners are gonna
need some guidance,

some leadership.

I think there's
something you should
understand about me.

I'm just passing
through here, that's all.

I don't intend
to meddle in anything,

because I learned
a long time ago
I'm not a good meddler.

I did what I did
at the mine because
I had to do it.

I see.

Judge Garth?

It isn't that
I'm not concerned.

It's only that everything
I've ever touched

had turned out badly.

Now, that isn't self-pity.
It's the honest truth.

My father died in a mine,

not much different
from that one.

I was raised
in a mining town.

My father wanted one thing,
and that was to get me
out of there.

And he did.

He wasn't sure
what I should do,

but it really
didn't matter.

Just as long
as I didn't grow up

with coal dirt on my skin
so thick that soap
couldn't wash it off.

He wanted me
to have a profession

where my hands
would be clean.

Any profession.

The ministry?

How's he doing?Sleeping.

What's that
you're knitting?

A horse blanket?

Heh. I can knit, Daddy,

as well as
any other young lady.

Around here, anyway.

And you are
a young lady at that.

Thank you, sir.

A very contented one...

all of a sudden.

I guess it's because
I have something to do

and someone to look after.

Well, you can
look after me.

But you won't let me.
Not enough.

Does he let you?

Right now he doesn't
have any choice.

That's important
to you, isn't it?

Someone to look after.

I guess so.

I'm afraid I'm not
the kind of a woman

that's gonna
blaze any trails

or move any mountains,
Daddy.

I really don't want much--

just you and Shiloh and...

and someone to look after.

Just, uh...

how much do you know
about your patient?

He doesn't say
very much,

but under that
reluctant exterior,

he's the kind of
a man that...

That...

Well, before
he came here,

I found him
down at the river,

in his bare feet
and hungry.

And I offered him help,
but he wouldn't accept it.

You didn't tell me
you met before.

I wanted time
to puzzle him out.

And did you?

Well, I learned that
he's the kind of a man

that would risk his life
to help somebody.

What about the fact
that he was a minister?

Why does that matter?

It matters when a man
is running away
from something.

Doesn't make
any difference to me

what he's running
away from.

If a man is running
away from anything...

he's hard man
to look after.

Come on, Randy.
What's taking you
so long?

What's the matter
with her?
With who?

Betsy.

Looks all right to me
from down here.

She's not ridin' anymore,
you notice?

She doesn't hang
around the corral
like she used to,

minding everybody
else's business
and all that stuff.

Well, she's being
a nurse, that's all.

Is that all?

What are you
goin' on about?

I think she's mooning
over that fella.
That's what I think.

Over him?

She wouldn't be
mooning over him.

She's just being
helpful, that's all.

You know Betsy--
she likes being helpful.

Why not him?

Because he's a stray,
a wanderer, that's why.

You know, Tramp,
I been thinkin'--

Betsy's gettin' older.

What's that
supposed to mean?

Nothin'.

Just gettin' older,
that's all.

[ clears throat ]
Randy...

why don't you
talk to her?

Talk to her?

Yeah. You two
like horses, you know.

You talk to her.

I don't know
if I can, Trampas.

This ain't about horses.

I want to
thank you, Betsy.
For what?

For not asking
a lot of questions.

Oh, I admit,
I have a few.

But I try
the best I can
not to be curious.

Well, it isn't
because I don't want
to talk to you.

You've got me
used to that.

Good morning.

Good morning.Good morning.

Oh, please, don't get up
on my account.

How are you, Mr. Pine?

How's the leg?

Fine, thank you.

I apologize for
barging in like this.

But we'd like very much
to talk to you.

Certainly.

Um, excuse me.
I'll make some tea.

Oh, no. There's
no need for that.

There's nothing
we're gonna say
to Mr. Henderson

that you
shouldn't hear.

Besides, with that
pretty dress on,

you make me
feel very nice--

as if I've
come callin'. Heh!

Won't you sit down,
Mrs. Claypool?

Thank you.

Mr. Henderson,
I wanted to tell you--

In fact, both
Mr. Pine and I wanted
to tell you--

what it's meant to us
what you did,

trying to save my husband
down in the mine.

Oh, Mrs. Claypool. I--

Let me finish.

You see, it isn't only
that Sam was my husband.

He was also
one of the miners,

one of many.

And we all
sort of forgot that...

anybody could
care that much
what happens to us.

Mrs. Claypool, there are
others who care deeply
about the miners.

Judge Garth is one.

Well, we all hope so.

Excuse me, Miss Garth.

But we don't know
about that.

Not like
we know about you.

You actually came down
and did something.

The fact is, Mr. Henderson,

that we'd like you
to come out and talk
to the men.

Nobody knows
what to do now, and--

well, I know they'd listen
to anything you had to say.

I don't think it's right
for me to get involved.

I guess you are
involved already.

You remember--
Sam asked me to see

that he didn't die
for nothin'.

The fact is,
I'm not the man he was.

I feel the same, but...

I can't seem to find
the right words.

Mr. Henderson...

we need someone
who will speak for us.

Judge Garth--
he means well,

but he's in the middle.
He almost has to be.

So does the sheriff.

We need someone
who's with us.

I'm sorry. I--

I'm sure Mr. Henderson
has very good reasons
for hesitating.

Yes, thank you. I do.

Would you just promise us

that you'd think about it--
nothing more?

Yes, of course I will.

Thank you.

Uh...

Mister Henderson,
Sam used to be
a believing man.

I was wondering
if he still was when he died.

Yes, I think so.

Oh.

Well, I'm so grateful
for that.

Excuse me. I didn't intend
to get emotional.

I do know how
to pay a proper call.

I used to, anyway.

You see, Sam wasn't
always a miner.

He was a man of
much higher ambitions.

It just...never seemed
to come to very much.

Well, Mrs. Claypool,
that happens to a lot of us.

Our ambitions sometimes
just don't come to much.

You're an honest man,
Mr. Henderson.

You must've been
a fine minister.

Well, good-bye.

Thank you very much.Good-bye.

[ knock on door ]

Come in.

Hello.

May I speak with you
a minute, Judge?

Of course. Come in.

How's the leg?

It's coming along,
thank you.

Sit down, put it up.

When I first came here,
you asked me where
I was going,

and I said I was
just passing through.

I guess
I've been doing that
for a long time now--

looking for something.

Now you think
you've found it, eh?

I--I don't know.

Mrs. Claypool and Pine
came to see me.

You were right.
They want me to help them.

Oh. You're going to?

I'm not sure.

But I want you to know
that I haven't forgotten
our conversation.

Have you heard
from the owners?

No, not yet.
But I'm confident

there'll still be time
for us to sit down

and discuss the miners'
grievances openly.

I've been thinking
about that, Judge.

These men don't want
discussions weeks,
maybe months from now.

They need hope--
something specific
to hang onto today.

Go on.

In the east, the miners
are joining together

and refusing to work
until their rights
are established.

A strike. Mm-hmm.

It could come to that.

Aren't you moving
awfully fast?

You know
there'll be trouble,

people will be hurt.

And in the end, nothing
will be accomplished.

I'm trying to explore
the legal processes first.

Oh, it's slower, but...

longer-lasting.

Do you think I'm making
the wrong decision?

I think you're a man
who's looking for purpose
in his life.

And that's fine...

so long as it isn't
at the expense

of other people.

Good morning.Good morning.

I thought you might
like to take a ride.

Oh, I'm so glad
you thought of me.

I remember when
we used to ride a lot.

Yeah, talking about
all the problems
of the world.

Yeah. Guess we didn't
solve 'em all, did we?

No, not all of 'em.

Well, I wanted
to talk to you.

I thought you might have
more time for riding
now that he's gone.

Who's gone?

Didn't you know?

Excuse me, Randy.

Daddy, did you know
that he left?

Yes, I do.

Did you send him away?

Why would I do that?Because of me.

Did you send him away
because of me?

I didn't know he was gone
till this morning.

[ crying ]

We should've talked
more about this. I--

But I love him!
Didn't anybody ever stop
to think about that?

[ knock on door ]

JUDGE: Betsy?

Yes, Daddy.

May I come in?

Of course.

I'm sorry
about before, but...

I meant what I said.

I do love him.

Do you think
it's a mistake to?

A mistake to love?

Oh, Daddy. You're trying
to make everything

sound so general,
so impersonal.

But I love him--
David Henderson.

And I love him
in a very special way.

But he's not sure
what he's doing
with his own life.

You can't expect him
to think about yours.

Be he does think of me--
I know that.

Did he tell you that?

No, he didn't have to.

I know him.

Daddy, he's the only one
I'd leave you for.

I'd follow him anywhere
if he'd let me.

But he didn't let you.

I'm glad he didn't.

Good morning,
Mrs. Claypool.

So you did come.

Excuse my appearance.
I'm doing washing.

Lots of washing.

How are things going?

Going?

Things were over for me
when Sam died.

Nothing's changed
for the others.

Judge Garth
asked Mr. Calder

to shut down number 7

until he could
get in touch with
the owners, but--

What are you
doing here?

I came to see
Mrs. Claypool.

Yeah, well, whatever
she's telling you

she's got no complaints.
I'm letting her stay on.

Seems to be there ought
to be more to it than that.

I don't know what
you're talkin' about.

I'm in charge of
running a mine

and getting ore
out of the ground.

You got
no business here.

Why don't you go and preach,
or whatever it is you do?

But don't get involved
in something you don't
know anything about.

He's a liar.

He knows it,
and we know it.

He promised Judge Garth
he was gonna close
that shaft.

But you're still
working it?

We're cleanin' it out.

Same thing, isn't it?

It could still
be dangerous.
I know.

Then why are you
still working in it?

We got no choice,
Mr. Henderson.

If we don't work,
we don't get paid.

More than that,
Calder says he's gonna
throw us out,

lock, stock, and barrel.

Women, kids, everything.

What else can we do.

Have you tried talking
to Judge Garth?

Judge Garth was brought
into this by the sheriff.

The sheriff's job...

is to protect
the company property.

If things
came to a showdown,

you'd see
those are the facts.

Judge Garth
is a just man.

Is he?

With all this dirt
in my eyes,

it's hard to see
a just man.

Hello.

Hello.

I--I thought
you'd gone.

I've been at the mine.

I came up here
to do some thinking.
I hope you don't mind.

Why should I?

As a matter of fact,
I was thinking of you.

There are some things
I should've told you.

You don't have to
tell me anything.

Yes, I do.

The first thing is,
I want to thank you
for helping me,

for teaching me
how to accept help.

You're very gentle.

Am I?

You should be
angry with me for...

not telling you things
I should have...

for the way
that I've treated you.

I'm sorry. I didn't
mean to do that.

I'm glad you did.

Look, I want you
to know now that...

no matter how I feel,
I can't get involved
with anyone personally.

Why?

Betsy, everyone
I've ever been close to
has suffered from it.

I don't believe that.

Well, it's the truth.

I wasn't
a very good minister.

I wanted to be.

I wanted to follow
God's way so I could
help other people,

but I couldn't
figure out his ways.

Can anybody?

I think so...

if they're honest enough.

I wasn't.

Betsy, there was a girl.

We were in love,
and we were gonna
get married.

We were both
very young.

I was a shiny
new minister,

and she came
from a fine family.

And for her sake,
I sat in nice parlors,

talked politely,
drank tea from china cups.

And it wasn't enough.

I wanted to go back
to the town

where my father
worked in the mines,

where they didn't have
nice parlors and china cups.

And where God wasn't
as easy to find

as he is on Sunday
in church,

with plush
velvet cushions.

But I didn't do
anything about it.

My father died
in a mine cave-in,

the way Claypool did.

And I wasn't there.

I was saying nice,
polite things

to nice, polite people
at a church bazaar.

But it wasn't
your fault.

Betsy, just
hear me out, please.

This is the first time
I've ever talked about it.

I left the girl.

I went back to the town
where I wanted to be.

Well, she followed me
to that dirty little
mining town...

and she got sick.

There weren't adequate
medical facilities.

She died.

And it was my fault.

I didn't doubt God,
I doubted me.

I doubted my capacity
to lead other people.

Betsy, the only
two people I've ever
been responsible for

died trying to help me.

Did you ever think
that maybe they were
willing to die for you?

Anyway, that's what
I wanted you to know--

why I can't love you.

But you do love me.

You do love me.

I can't.

I love you.

That's why I can
understand the past
better than you can.

I'd die for you, too.

Betsy, I'm finally
doing something again.

Not as a minister,
not as a man of God.

Just as a man
working for other men.

Tell your father
it's got to be done.

What is this?

I want to talk
to you, Calder.

About what?Your men.

The men can speak
for themselves.

He's speaking for us.

The men have decided
not to work in that
mine shaft.

Then they can
start packing.

And they're not
going to leave.

You don't know what
you're dealing with,
mister.

We want you
to send a wire
to the mine owners.

Ask them
to have a meeting.

Ask them to answer
Judge Garth's letters.

Tell them
what's going on.

Nothing's going on.

This is a mine.
Those men are miners.

Nobody's saying
the work's easy.

Nobody's saying
we ain't got problems.

But if they
don't like it,

nobody's making
them stay.

The men are being
reasonable, Calder.

Why can't you be?

I'll tell you
what's reasonable.

You get off this property.

This is mining property,

and I want you off.

We don't want any guns.

You're gonna need guns
if you're not gone
by morning...

and those men
aren't working.

We can't do this
by ourselves.

We'll have to
stick it out.

A court order?You heard me.

We're within
our legal rights

to have those miners
evicted.

Go get yourself
some deputies,
if you have to--

enough to do the job,

and to provide protection
for the new men
I'm hiring.

New--

Where are these new men?

On their way, Sheriff.
They're on their way.

Why don't we ride up
to Shiloh

and talk this over
with Judge Garth?

Talking's over.

You got no stomach
for the job,

that's too bad.

You're gonna
have to do it whether
you like to or not.

All right, you men.

Assemble over here.
I'll see you get up
to the mine.

Are those the men
we're supposed
to protect?

Looks like someone else
is gonna need
some protection.

I have an order here

saying I'm to protect
your men at the mine.

There's a wagon over
there, waiting for you.

First, I want
your firearms.

What are you doing,
Sheriff?

You mean,
what do I want to do,
or what am I gonna do?

I'm going to
uphold the law.

So hand over
your weapons.

All right, let him
have your guns.

You men can load up on
the wagon over there.

Mrs. Claypool, get all
the women and children
out of here.

Get them down
inside the houses
and keep them there.

I'm sorry, Judge.

We're staying here.
We have to.

This belongs to all of us.

Well, at least
get them up the hill.

There may be trouble here.

Betsy, you stay
with them.

Hello, Judge.Henderson.

Calder's on his way up here
with a wagonload of men.

He's got the legal papers
to back it up,

and the sheriff
to protect him.

Now, what are you
gonna do?

Stand.

You're gonna be
ordered to move.

We're gonna stand.

Listen, you men go back
to your families.

I'll talk to Calder.
Maybe we can work things out.

Pine?

We've gone this far.

I think we ought to go
the rest of the way.

There isn't any
rest of the way!

I want to talk to you.

Now, listen...

you started all this.

You know
you'll have to answer
for the consequences.

You want these men to
move out with their families
and lose their jobs?

Listen to me. What do you
think is gonna happen

when that wagon
rolls over the hill?

You ever watched
a handful of men

trying to keep
two mobs apart?

You're supposed to be
a man of God.

Now, I'm asking you,
as a man of God--

tell those men
to break it up.

PINE: Here they come!

[ overlapping chatter ]

Pine, you agreed
we'd do this
peacefully.

We've got a right
to protect ourselves.

All right, you miners,
listen to me!

Put down your weapons!

I said, put 'em down!

I demand that my men be allowed
to enter that mine.

I want everyone to stay
exactly where they are,
Calder!

I'm gonna tell you this
because I have to,

for your own safety.

Put those things down,
or nobody can help you!

Who's side
are you on, Sheriff?

EMMETT:
Wait! Wait a minute!

[ all shouting ]

Hold it! Hold it!

Hold it!

Hold it! Hold it!

Hold it!

Stop it!
Put down your weapons!

Listen to me!

Wait a minute!
Hold it, hold it!

All right, stop it!
Wait a minute!

Hold it! Hold it!

[ gunshot ]

[ gunshot ]

Hold it!

All of you!

Listen to me!

I came in here
because I believe
what you believed in--

your rights and your dignity
as human beings.

I thought I could stand up
with you for those rights
no matter what.

But I was wrong.

I can't stand up with you
this way.

I can't condone it.

I know that what
we believe in is right.

But I know, too,
the taste of it will be bitter

if it has to be done
this way.

These men that
Calder brought in--

they're not gonna
replace your jobs!
They're not miners!

I ask you to walk away
from this with me.

Pack your belongings
and walk away

and give Judge Garth time
to do what he has to do.

I want to thank
you gentlemen for
your cooperation.

I think we're finally
moving forward.

Thank you, Judge.

Good afternoon, Pine.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Well, I think
we accomplished
something today.

Yeah, we did.
They have a lot
to learn, though.

Yeah, so have we all.

I don't think they're
gonna need me from now on.

That fella Pine--
he's a pretty good man.

Ready, Henderson?Ready.

I'm glad the situation
is improving.

Yeah, there's just
one problem.

In speaking
for the miners,

you want heaven and earth
right here and now.

Perhaps if we ask
for it now,

they'll get it
tomorrow.

Well, justice sometimes
moves slowly.

That's why sometimes
it needs to be pushed.

Yeah.

About your future plans,

your personal plans...

Yes, sir?

You'll do me a favor
if you move slowly, too.

More coffee?

No, thank you.

I'll take your cup.

I've been doing
other things

besides sitting in
on negotiations.

Have you?

The other day at the mine,
I christened a baby.

Betsy, for the first time
in a long time,

I know what I want,
I know what I am.

I'm glad.

I've, uh...

written a letter
to my superiors,

asking them to find a church
somewhere near Shiloh.

A small, decent town,

suitable for
a young minister
and his wife.

I'm waiting for an answer.

Betsy, I'm waiting
for your answer, too.

Are you sure
that's what you want?

I want you.

No, I mean,
the nice little town

with teacups and plush,
velvet cushions?

I want you.

I don't want you
to choose anything

or settle anyplace
for me.

It isn't for you.

It's because
I love you so much,

I believe I can do
whatever I have to do
anywhere.

What if there isn't
any church near Shiloh?

What if they want you
back at the place where
you started again?

Will you accept it?

If you will.

Oh, don't you see?
I don't care
where it is.

I don't need Shiloh,
not anymore.

Or teacups or--

I'd follow you anywhere,

so long as you know
where we're going.

Pennsylvania?
Long way from Shiloh.

I know that.

But they need
a minister, do they?

They do.

Then you are
a minister.

Yes, I'm a minister.

You know, it's ridiculous
for a man to say
to another man,

"Be good to her."

She knows you will be.

And I raised her,
so I must accept
her judgment, but--

Be good to her.

I will.

I've got something
for you that...

I kind of waited
to give to you
till we were alone.

It's not much,
but I made it myself.

It's supposed
to be your horse.

Oh, it is him.

Thank you, Randy.

Well, I thought
that way maybe...

you could take him
with you.

I'm taking a lot
with me, Randy.

[ laughing ]

Hope you don't expect us
to say good-bye,

because we're not
gonna do it.

I don't expect you to.

We're not
gonna say good-bye,
'cause you'll be back.

You'll be back,
maybe with a bunch of kids
we can teach to ride and--

Betsy, I forgot
to tell you--

Trampas can't come
to your wedding.

You can't?

He blubbers like a baby
at weddings.

Oh, Trampas.

Well, I'm going
to be there.

A team of horses
couldn't keep me away.

Me, neither.

Me, neither.

[ guitar playing ]

RANDY:
♪ Wonderin', wanderin'

♪ Wanderin', wonderin'

♪ Wonderin' will I

♪ Ever see my home again

♪ Will sorrow and strife

♪ Be the story of my life?

♪ Will my guitar

♪ Always be my only friend?

♪ It wasn't very long

♪ Very long ago

♪ It wasn't long ago

♪ My mama said

♪ Son, with every mile
you go ♪

♪ Your wanderlust will grow

♪ For the grass,
it always ♪

♪ Looks greener up ahead

♪ Now. I've seen towns

♪ Where I've wanted
to settle down ♪

♪ I've been thankful
for the road ♪

♪ That led me in

♪ But the road ends today

♪ Tomorrow leads the way

♪ And that road
keeps callin' me ♪

♪ Back again

♪ Wonderin'

♪ Wanderin', wonderin'

♪ Wonderin' will I

♪ Ever see my home again

♪ Will sorrow and strife

♪ Be the story of my life?

♪ Will my guitar

♪ Always be my only friend?

[ song ends ]

Beautiful.

What can I say?

Just beautiful.

I hope you didn't mind
my having it this way,
Daddy, but...

I didn't want a lot of
people and music.

I just wanted us.

Would I be sentimental
if I said you--

you look just like
your mother did

in her wedding dress?

You make me
feel proud, Daddy.

You always have.

I'm not sure
I want you to go.

Oh, I know
I brought you up

to be independent
and all that,

and not to rely on me.

Well, I warned you.

I'm becoming
a narrow old man, and--

I'm not sure
I want you to go.

Yes, you do, Daddy.

Oh, yes, you do.

Here. Let me give you
a hand with that.

Thanks.

Don't know why
you're so nervous.

People get married
every day.

Commonest thing
in the world.

Right, David.
Nothin' to it.

Yeah, so long
as it's happening
to the other fella

and not to you, right?

Put this on.

As bridegrooms go,
I'd say you'll be
all right.

I appreciate all of you
keeping me company.

I'd hate to be alone
at a time like this.

Just want to
make sure you're
not gonna back out

at the last minute.I won't.

We'd better go,
or Betsy's gonna back out.

Did you ever
talk to Betsy?

No.

Did you?

No.

You know something?
I'm glad we didn't.

JUDGE:
And will you, Betsy,

take this man David

to be your lawful
wedded husband--

to live together
after God's ordinance...

in the holiest state
of matrimony?

Will you love, honor,

trust, and serve him

in sickness and in health--

be true and loyal to him

as long as you both
shall live?

I will.

What token do you give
in commemoration
of these vows?

Repeat after me.

This ring I give thee
in token and pledge...

This ring I give thee
in token and in pledge...

Of my constant faith

and abiding love.

Of my constant faith
and abiding love.

The Lord bless you
and keep you.

The Lord make his face
to shine upon you...

and be gracious unto you.

The Lord lift up
his countenance upon you...

and give you peace.

And now, by the authority
vested in me

by the territory of Wyoming,

I pronounce you...

man and wife.

David, you may kiss
the bride.

[ cheering ]

Get in!

We all ready?

Come on, let's go!
Come on!

Come on! Hyah!

Whoo-hoo!

Yoo-hoo!

[ theme music playing ]