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[ theme music playing ]

[ horse clopping ]

[ clicks ]

Thank you.

Hey, Mr. Miller,

how about taking a picture of us?

Glad to, Trampas.

Come on. Line up here.

[ whistles ] Hey--hey, come here.

TRAMPAS: Smile.

Make yourself neat. Get up here.

Hey, Randy, hold this, will you?

[ screams ]

Ansel...

Henry... [ sniffs ]

It's Spring, huh?

Judge, how about letting me take your picture?

Oh, put that lying thing away.

You been taking my picture for 15 years.

I've seen better-looking cactus.

Trouble is you're too rich.

You look worried all the time,

looking at me, worried right now.

How's this?

It's terrible.

You look like a bird that swallowed a sour worm.

Speaking of sour worms, how about some lunch?

Fine, fine.

Hey, you do that mighty well.

[ chuckles ]

What do you tell folks in town

when they ask how you lost your arm?

Tell them an elephant bit it off.

Never tell them the truth?

No, why should kids hear about places like Andersonville?

Rot, starvation, gangrene...

For the kids, an elephant bit it off.

Still think about Captain Pritikin?

Decided long ago, what's the use?

He's in Leavenworth. I'm here.

He was pardoned.

Left Leavenworth a week ago.

Your doing?

Nah.

I haven't heard from him since the court-martial.

How'd you hear about it now?

He has a son.

Pritikin?

Stopped me on the street this morning.

Ansel, they've settled right smack in our midst.

Do you know them? We all know them.

Wife's a dressmaker in town.

The boy clerks in Clancy's General Store.

The Widow Beaumont?

Turns out Beaumont's her maiden name.

She's no widow.

That's Pritikin's wife and son.

Says his father wants to talk to me.

What about?

Oh, I don't know.

He probably wants to see my records of the trial,

or maybe has some fool notion about clearing his name.

You'll go to meet him.

No, but...

I'm worried about what will happen when you do.

He's coming to Medicine Bow.

[ rattling ]

You feel that? How does it feel?

Go tell your Pa how it feels, huh?

He used to ask. He always wanted to know.

Ansel!

Ansel!

Ansel, you gone clean out of your mind?

You give him his time and throw him out!

You hear that?

You don't work anywhere in this town.

He wasn't even born when it all happened, Ansel.

Anybody that puts bread

in the mouth of Pritikin's woman or his whelp,

that's someone I'm going to come see,

someone that needs to be reminded.

GARTH: Ansel, it's 20 years later,

but there's still whole families

hadn't quit fighting.

I'm not suggesting you forget.

I only ask that you realize

that with the next train he can be gone,

and if you can turn your back while he's here...

That's funny.

I don't know where they buried it.

Maybe they burned it.

I never did get the answer,

but you know something?

It aches. I feel it.

Sometimes that arm aches so bad,

I can feel it clear from my wrist right into my heart.

Ansel--No, no.

I don't want to hear it, not from you.

You're the one that stood up for him

in that court-martial and talked them so blind

they didn't know what he was.

The whole Army,

the whole country, ready to hang him,

and you had to be his lawyer.

Life...

after all the blood he let,

after all the good men he crippled and killed.

When I came to Medicine Bow and met you,

I said to myself, "I'm a reasonable man,"

and I said, "I'm not going to hate this lawyer

just because he did his job as he saw it."

There was plenty that didn't think that kind of you.

Some wanted to hang you and Pritikin together.

Why you defended him

was something I never asked you.

That's between you and your conscience.

I just swallowed it.

I kept my mouth shut, and now you come to me

and ask me to let him go again.

Again?

I am going to cut him out root and branch!

He never should have left me this hand

because you see this hand?

I'm going to raise this hand against him

and cut him out of my brain.

Out!

Root and branch!

Guess you told him what you told me, huh?

Yeah.

He'll cool off.

He's always been a reasonable man.

A reasonable man can put blood on the ground.

All he has to do is believe it's reasonable.

[ people chattering ]

MAN: Louder, Yankee, can't hear you.

[ groans ]

MAN: Give him the leather.

Make him yell!

Louder, Blue Belly, can't hear you!

ANSEL: Help.

MAN: Louder, Yankee, can't hear you.

ANSEL: Help.

MAN: Louder, I can't hear you.ANSEL: Doctor, doctor, help!

Louder, Blue Belly. Help!

MAN: More taste of the leather.

[ laughing ]

ANSEL: Gangrene, gangrene.

Gangrene! Gangrene!

MAN: Make him yell.

ANSEL: Starving.MAN: Gangrene.

ANSEL: Starving.MAN: Gangrene.

ANSEL: Doctor.MAN: Gangrene.

ANSEL: Doctor.MAN: Gangrene.

ANSEL: Doctor.MAN: Take off his arm.

ANSEL: Doctor.MAN: Gangrene!

MAN: Take off his arm.

MAN: Take off his arm.ANSEL: No.

MAN: Take off his arm.[ Ansel screaming ]

Take off his arm. [ Ansel screaming ]

[ man laughing ]

ANSEL: Help!

[ screams ]

No! No, don't! Don't! Don't!

Don't!

You're going to listen to me, Garth.

You're going to listen to me if it takes all day.

No sleep for two days,

no food,

living on whiskey and spleen.

You're favoring Pritikin.

You favored him before when we could have had his neck,

and you favor him now...

and don't you say you're not.

Why don't you businessmen

go back to your offices and your stores.

You cowmen out on the range-- there's a roundup going on!

Your calves are being brought in and branded

while you hang around here...

waiting for Pritikin,

sweating out grievances and hatreds

took place 20 years ago!

[ crowd clamoring ]

Folks, at the end of Spring roundup,

there's always a big dance,

a real big dance and celebration.

Now, you think you people can come together then

with your families

and laugh and sing and count your blessings?

You do what's in your minds right now.

I got no family.

Who's going to marry half a man?

Ansel!

[ train whistle blows ]

[ train whistle blows ]

[ train chugging ]

[ whistle blows ]

Let's go.

I'll see if there's a telegram from him.

Say hello to your father.

Laura.

Davis?

[ crowd chattering ]

Did you speak to our friend Judge Garth?

He, uh-- He says he doesn't want to hear from you.

Speak up, boy, I can't hear you.

I said he doesn't want to hear from you.

Where's the house? I'm hungry.

About the house,

it's ours just until the next train leaves.

The bank wanted to throw us out right away,

but Judge Garth made them slow down.

Don't worry, boy.

Judge Garth will take care of it.

He owes me something.

And I mean to collect.

[ whistles ]

[ whistles ]

Do you remember a Union prisoner named Ansel Miller?

No.

Claims you had his arm amputated.

Probably did, probably saved his life.

You see, boy, we had to vaccinate the Blue Bellies

against smallpox,

and a couple of them--

a few of them--

got gangrene.

They thought we were giving them poison.

It all came out at the trial.

Remember me, Captain Pritikin?

Remember Ansel Miller?

Get out of the way.

[ chuckles ]Ansel!

Ansel, listen to me. Don't!

I'm sending you to the devil, Pritikin.

RYKER: Ansel, stop it! Listen to me.

Pritikin, put it down.

Stay away. Stay away!

Please stand back.

Stay away!

Give me that--[ gun fires ]

Get your mother.

[ clamoring ]

Well...

Is this arrest or protective custody?

You saw it all. You know it was self-defense.

Ansel had no gun.

Ansel had a ten-pound tether iron at the end of a strap,

and Ansel told this town for three days and nights

he meant to kill this man.

[ sighs ]

I'll be through here in five minutes.

Well, Lieutenant--

Judge.

Judge, Judge, Judge, Judge.

You have put on weight.

Why did you come here?

Yes, you were a skinny, hungry-looking young lawyer.

Why did you come here?

Well, Lieut--

Judge.

Judge.

You know, sitting all those years

up there in Leavenworth Prison,

reading the newspapers about you,

how you were getting more rich

and more glorious all the time,

I suddenly had what I guess the poet would call a revelation.

Yes, sir,

a revelation.

I saw that...

all you'd become started with me at the court-martial.

Yes, right after that

you became a judge

and a big rancher,

a famous fellow.

What happened to me?

You lived.

How?

Twenty years.

You know what happens with those bars, Judge?

They're like--

well, they're like slivers.

Yeah... get under your skin.

Yeah, they get into your bones finally,

into the marrow of your bones,

and they rust there.

They rot the marrow of your bones.

Twenty years, Judge.

Now, did I deserve that?

I decided that...

you owe me something.

There's a train leaving here tomorrow morning.

Pack your family on it and get out.

Oh, now, hold it.

I'm not going out in that street

without protection.

I've had enough crazy men coming after me

and my wife and my little boy.

You'll be protected.

How? He took my pistol and my jackknife.

Do you know I shave with that jackknife?

Or did you want me to pull the hairs out one at a time

with clamshells, like the Indians?

You sure stick in my craw.

Well, you're faced with a choice, then.

Either swallow or choke.

This could turn out to be a long walk to their house.

Why don't you start a minute early,

see what the weather's like?

Trampas.

You're here because Ryker needs you.

Those are friends of mine out there.

This is a polecat.

All of us are a might delicate in the nose.

Put a clothespin on it.

You're asking me to do something I don't believe in.

I don't want any part of it.

Four days ago the loudest noise in this town

was the sound of laughter.

Judge, don't you think it might be a good idea

if we all didn't leave here together?

Jennifer.

JENNIFER: I'd rather stay here.

I'll see that she gets home all right.

[ door opens ]

[ door closes ]

All right, let's go.

Nah-nah-nah-nah.

Nah-nah-nah-nah.

All right, now, back up.

Nah-nah-nah-nah.

Nah-nah-nah.

What?

You all right, Laura?

I'm all right.

I just got dizzy for a minute.

Let's go on.

KIDS: Nah-nah-nah-nah...

All right, now, boys, that's enough.

That's enough. That's enough!

All right, all right. All right, fellows. That's enough.

That's enough. That's enough.

All right.

MAN: Why, you...

All right, stop it!

McClain, call of your boys.

Hold it. Hold it!

Look, stop it. Stop it!

[ fists pounding ]

[ man grunts ]

RYKER: All right, stop it.

[ gun fires ]

You tell the Virginian to have your outfit brand my calves,

and I'll pay for it.

My boys don't work with yours.

Thank you, Trampas.

You'll find, Mr. Trampas, that life is really quite complex.

MRS. PRITIKIN: This is it.

You know, when this is over,

we're not going to have any place to lay our heads.

We've got no family

unless we count you.

Oh, your uncle gave me life

just as surely as my own father did.

I keep telling him he owes me an obligation.

I reckon he's just not going to listen.

Well, we surely will hate to leave.

It'll... be hardship all around.

We-- we thank you for everything.

Yeah.

I never knew a girl like you.

Maybe I never will again.

Well, this is a nice rat hole to come home to.

I haven't been making as much money as I should.

Style of dress is changing so fast,

I haven't been able to keep up.

Well, Laura, why don't you get your family

to send enough money so we can live decently?

Twenty years I've been living in iron and stone.

Well, here he is, the young rooster.

You're a fighter.

Shame on your mother for not telling me.

Actually, that was my very first fight.

And for me.

Well, now, isn't that something to make a father proud?

You've been without a father altogether too long, boy,

but we're going to make up for it.

That is, unless you intend to leave us.

After seeing that girl, I wouldn't blame you.

Oh, we're just good friends.

You better be.

She'll probably inherit some of Garth's money, won't she?

She shouldn't have any part in lives like ours.

She's a sweet, happy child.

I hope you don't mean...

he's not good enough for her.

I-- I think I'll lie down for a while.

I don't feel very well.

Well...

You and I have got to have a long talk, son.

I've got to tell you what's owing you.

You hear me?

You're owed a lot.

All you got to do is reach out and grab it.

The Pritikins will be leaving on the morning train.

How is Mrs. Pritikin taking it...

and Davis?

How are they taking it?

They didn't lose Ansel. We did.

Neither did they have anything to do with it.

Well, that's what they pay for keeping bad company.

Bad company?

His father? Her husband?

I admire loyalty.

Look, as your guardian,

I could wish you chose your associates less impulsively.

Meaning Davis.

What does a girl of your caliber see in him?

I think he's pathetic.

Do you need anything from town, Uncle Henry?

I'll be going in.

Nothing.

When is a girl too old to wallop?

You never know till you try.

DAVIS: Well, that's all right.

We're used to evictions...

and broken windows.

Used to it.

I think I'd be pitching stones right back at them.

Jennifer...

before we moved here,

we used to live near the prison

so we could visit my father and bring him things.

The only time I ever had friends was--

was when they were new

and they just moved in the neighborhood...

but as soon as their parents found out who we were--

and somebody always told them--

then it started all over again...

being chased on the street while they threw things

and yelling things about my father.

Did you have to live near the prison?

Well, we couldn't afford to travel to see him.

This way we could see him four times a year...

'cause he--

he's really a fine man.

Everything you've heard about him is a pack of lies.

He was a soldier, and he had his orders,

and he carried them out just--

well, just like your uncle.

Now, the court-martial picked him to defend my father

because he was green,

because everybody thought he would lose...

which is just what everybody wanted...

but his orders were to defend...

and he did.

Oh, here, let me.

Rats and frogs and flies and mice

take the poison for your spice.

I used to say that.

[ chuckles ] I still do.

Why not? I believe there might be good in anything.

Uh-- I-- I didn't like keeping secrets from you.

I just couldn't take the chance.

Did you think I'd run after you down the street,

tossing stones and calling you names?

♪ I've been feeling so lonely ♪

♪ I ain't got a friend

♪ I'm thinking of taking up rambling again ♪

♪ I never will marry

♪ I'll take me no wife

♪ I intend to live single

♪ For the rest of my life

♪ I guess I was destined to ramble ♪

♪ I started when I was 13

♪ I wouldn't take gold or silver ♪

♪ For the memories of things that I've seen ♪

♪ Like waves on the ocean

♪ Or clouds in the sky

♪ I might take a notion

♪ Just to ramble on by

♪ I never will marry

♪ I'll take me no wife

♪ I intend to live single

♪ For the rest of my life

Hey...

how about playing that frog-dog-polliwog song, Randy?

Right.

[ Randy singing ]Making it tougher than it has to be, McClain.

You're a southerner.

Would you like to say Pritikin did a good job?

Now, just you hang tight.

You want to charge Pritikin

with the two brothers you lost at Andersonville,

that's your problem and his,

but if you want to go opening up that North-South business

all over again...

go ahead and pull your men.

We'll get by.

Hurry it up, boys.

Glad you're here, Judge.

McClain's pulling out.

From now on every one of our riders

will have to do the work of two.

I'll talk to him.

Mat...

our valley was bothered by a ghost out of the past,

but he's gone now.

What do you say we drop it and get on with the job?

That sure takes care of Ansel Miller

and him not buried yet.

Now, Mat, I look to you for hard sense.

You said Pritikin's gone.

Well, I assume it.

Morning train came in. I heard the whistle.

That's pretty sad, too,

when a man as smart as you

assumes and says, "I heard."

Now, Shorty yonder believes what he sees...

and he was right there at that station.

And he saw what?

Oh, get away from me, Henry.

My head hurts, and it hurts even more

from trying to figure out what you stand for.

[ thundering ]

[ thunder rumbling ]

Still here?

Why, sure we're still here.

I've got a sick woman on my hands.

Come in, see her yourself whether she's sick or not.

"Be on that train," you said.

I wouldn't talk to a dog the way you talked to me.

Never did even ask me if I had money to buy a ticket.

Well, I came in for the mail,

and I saw Davis dashing from place to place,

trying to get some of the ladies

to pay their dress-making bills.

The same ladies that want us to leave town.

Looks like you've got some hypocrites in your fine valley.

[ thundering ]

She's really very ill.

[ thundering ]

She has a fever.

I'm sorry, sir,

being like this

the very first time you visit us.

That's of no consequence, Mrs. Pritikin.

Oh, yes... yes, it is.

A Beaumont is--

is never anything but a Beaumont.

It's cold and damp as a cave in here.

DAVIS: There isn't any more firewood.

Well, you have a picket fence outside. Pull it up.

Yes, sir.

I don't remember her being so thin.

Very illegal.

What is?

The picket fence.

That's bank property.

I'll discuss that with the bank

when she's comfortably warm

and attended by a physician.

Here?

Where else?

Ryker has orders to evict.

Well, Ryker or the bank for that matter

wouldn't put a sick woman out in a storm like this.

We're not barbarians.

You didn't find any, uh, cherry pie and ice cream?

Seems as though I could've saved enough in 20 years

sitting in a prison cell for that.

That's enough.

Oh, I should've hung.

I'd be dead and better off.

All you lawyers really have it easy, don't you?

No responsibility at all.

That woman in there, you know why she's so puny?

Working 20 years to send me things.

Oh, yes...

trying to bring up a boy with no father in the house,

and Ansel Miller...

oh, yes, he'd be alive today if it wasn't for you.

Now, you think on those things, Judge Garth,

when you sit down to your nice, big table

and you sleep in that nice, soft mattress.

You think on me and mine! [ slams cup down ]

My mother is very sick.

If you won't help us, at least leave us alone.

[ door shuts ]

Ahh, Laura, how long you think you're going to be sick?

I'm all right. It's nothing.

Oh, I know.

I know you're strong. You got good blood,

no poor-white-trash blood in you.

You're Beaumont, Beaumont of Alabama.

Laura...

why you stick with me all these years?

Don't tell me. I know the answer.

That's the Beaumont way, isn't it?

You bet. You make a mistake and you pay for it.

You make a bargain, and you stick to it.

I used to think that you only hated my family,

married me because you hated them so much...

but you hate everybody.

That's enough.

That's what he just said to me just now,

the high-and-mighty Judge Garth.

"That's enough, Pritikin..."

just like he wasn't going to have to pay for it one day.

Oh, I'll bet they live real fat

out there on the Shiloh Ranch.

I can just see myself now.

[ thunder rolling ]

Yeah, the world is full of Piper Pritikins.

He hates the strong because he's weak,

and he hates the weak because he's one of them.

It must have been the core of his brutality at Andersonville.

I didn't realize when I defended him

that he was even more guilty than charged.

Would you have refused to defend him?

Can't say.

It was so long ago.

You planning to lend those people money?

Someone will have to.

I don't approve.

Please?

Not for that purpose.

But my money is mine, and I don't need it.

Allowing them to stay in that house until she's better

doesn't accomplish much.

Davis said his father can't get work anywhere in the valley.

How will they buy food,

medicine, bare necessities?

Well, we'll put your young friend to work

on the new windmill.

Oh?

Well, as a good guardian and as your doting uncle,

it's an opportunity to find out if the boy's anything.

[ giggles ]

I like it,

and I like my family.

Hmm.

What will become of Mr. Pritikin?

Well, once upon a time there was a deadly snake--

vicious, always angry--

and one day it tried to swallow its own tail.

Yeah.

[ hammering ]

GARTH: Shiffman?

Shiffman!

Your helper.

Now, you'll do a little bit of everything--

replace the lumber and nails within their reach,

bring them drinking water,

anything that'll save them steps and time.

Don't wait to be asked. Just do it.

Mr. Shiffman, he knows who you are,

and he couldn't care less.

All he wants from you is work.

You'll ride in with him every morning,

and he'll take you home.

Sure, I'll do anything you ask, but...

it just seems to me that you're wasting my education.

I mean, instead of being just a carpenter's helper,

if I maybe had something to do with bookkeeping.

Well, good luck to both of you.

Them your working clothes?

This is what I have.

Fine, fine.

See that stack of lumber?

Well, make it small, very small.

I'll show you.

Come on, come on.

Get to the end of that stack.

Come to think of it, you do look like a laboring man.

Start laboring.

You count those slivers, boy.

Somebody's going to pay for them, every one.

If I only had some money for some leather gloves.

Well, you shouldn't have to do work.

Calls for leather gloves.

High-and-mighty Judge Henry Garth

won't face up to what he owes me,

so he's rubbing salt onto my son.

Boy, he must have told them never to let up on me.

They sure don't.

Your Grandpa Beaumont tried to do that to me once.

I fixed him.

I ran off with his daughter.

[ laughs ]

Well...

I'm going out and get a breath of fresh air.

You, uh-- you fix up them hands,

and then you come out.

I want to talk to you.

We're going to have a long one,

father and son.

Mother, you should be back in bed.

In a moment, son.

You must be working very hard.

Davis--

Davis, what you're doing is--

well, it's good for you.

A man must work for his own sake

and for his self-respect.

Oh, it isn't easy. It never is,

but life is like that.

Sometimes the good things are hard to come by.

Maybe that's why we put such a high value on them.

Mother...

Good night.

Good night, son.

Jennifer.

Jennifer.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Uncle Henry, aren't you asking an awful lot of them?

I mean, that's work for a totally different kind of person.

What kind?

Well, not like Davis.

Well, why not Davis?

It's too rough.

Jennifer, a man must work

either like Davis out there or like his father,

whose chief aim is to become a happy parasite.

Is that what you want?

Shall I take him off the job, offer him charity?

No.

Think it over.

You'd look handsome

visiting them like Lady Bountiful with a basket of fruits,

some jellies and all things nice,

perhaps a few dollars hidden under the snow-white napkin.

Oh...let him work, Jennifer.

Quit being so--

so maternal.

Hmm?

He already has enough mother,

certainly too much father.

Well, are you going to finish this omelet, or am I?

I am.

[ horse neighs ]

Whoa...

Morning, Judge.

You were ordered to stay in that house,

and how did you come by this rig?

I bought it.

May I come down?

I didn't say "come in," just, "May I come down?"

That hearse belongs to Tom Marar.

He wouldn't lend it to you--

Who said anything about lending, huh?

I borrowed it.

Didn't want me to walk all the way out here, did you?

Mother?

Fine, fine, fine.

Just came out to see if you were working my boy too lean.

That's all?

In broad daylight?

As if we don't have trouble enough,

you have to go and steal.

Don't you know what they do to horse thieves in this territory?

Oh, you must be getting too big for your britches

to call your own father a horse thief.

Go back to work.

Go ahead.

Yes, sir.

Feel for a minute like you were back in Andersonville?

Oh, don't prod me, Judge. Don't prod me.

Don't tell me what to do or what not to do.

I've had my belly full of everything,

being locked in that house

like a sore under a bandage waiting for--

you to acknowledge me, what you owe me.

Everything you are, Judge Garth, started with me.

You knew I was guilty,

but you saw the main chance.

Oh, you saw the main chance.

The dead were dead, wouldn't care,

but the lawyer who defended Captain Pritikin,

oh, the whole world would know that lawyer's name,

and you'd be over the fox's head and on your way.

I guess you're the--

you're the wealthiest man I know, Judge Garth,

and I'm certainly the poorest man you know,

and I wouldn't say that was a very fair balance,

would you?

You calamity...

It's not going to work, Judge.

You know you were beholden to me,

else why did you run into town when I was arrested,

oh, and had the bank let us stay in that house,

brought a doctor for my wife

and gave my own boy a job?

Now, you listen to me.

This is the last time we'll talk.

I won't deny I had some doubts about my motives

in defending you.

It was an Army order, but there were ways to get around it,

and I did lose some sleep

wondering whether I really did believe you

or wanted to believe you because of what might come of it.

Well, that's over now.

I sleep very well now.

Don't threaten me with the past.

It won't work.

Finally you're on my property without invitation.

Get off.

Why, Judge, if I take that rig back into town,

I wouldn't be out of jail five seconds.

Besides I've got a sick woman to look after.

Tell Marar I'll pay for the rental.

Get going.

Pull!

Put something in it

like you're hanging your father.

Look out!

Give me that.

Shiffman, now, take it easy.

Going to open up his skull and see if he's got any brains.

Wait a minute. You didn't hear what I said to him.

I heard it, but that ain't no reason.

Stay away.

Just keep away from me.

All right?

I just lost my temper for a minute.

It's all over.

Now, how's that beam you're hanging on to, pretty steady, huh?

It's all right.

Fine, fine.

We build them good, don't we?

Judge is going to have the finest windmill in the county.

It'll last a hundred years.

[ grunts ] Fine fellow, the Judge...

fine fellow.

Doesn't always do what people expect him to,

but it takes all kinds.

Now, listen.

I'm going to hold out my hand to you.

You lay your hand on mine,

and I'll lead it to a safe place.

You grab a hold,

and then let's go with the other hand.

You go it?

Now, we'll ease our way down.

Now, come on, son. It's past dinnertime.

I could eat a wolf with the skin on.

Now, come on.

All right, don't look down.

Don't look down.

Look at me.

Now, slow.

Slow. Don't look down.

Slowly, slow.

Take it easy, now.

Why'd you hit him?

He almost killed me.

We won't work with him on the job.

Either he's through, or we are.

Tally man--

with all the feeling about that family's name?

Well, you said you wanted more help.

He'll make more problems than he'll solve, Judge.

All right, I won't force him on you.

He'll have to blow his own coffee.

I'm bossing a roundup. No one's going to be favored.

The Virginian argued, but they'd have walked off the job.

They meant it,

so when I told Judge Garth what happened,

he gave me another job.

You know what a tally man is?

That's the job they give to some broken-down cowboy

who can't do anything else.

Well, it pays a little more.

At least I'm good at counting.

Garth wants to get you out there

alone with them devils.

You'll be sleeping out there.

You won't even be coming home at night.

Well, I might like it.

I've never done anything like that.

Look, you tell Garth to keep the job.

We don't need it.

They're not going to let us starve, boy,

neither Garth nor that girl of yours.

Listen, I said I would do it.

I had to.

She just kept looking at me.

[ sighs ]

To think that once I could walk

through 5,000 blue-bellied prisoners.

Not one of them would dare stick a knife in me.

Now I'm hiding

in this chicken coop

because some cow-town sheriff tells me that I've got to.

Did you...

bring home any cash with you, boy?

How could I? I've been working against credit.

I sure could use some drinking whiskey.

Didn't have many of them luxuries in Leavenworth Prison.

Fact is I'm going to go ask for some more credit.

I'll need me a pair of boots.

Whiskey, bartender.

I don't want you in here, Pritikin.

Well, you give me a bottle, and I'll go.

Now, is that all I get?

You're lucky to get that.

[ moos ]

Circle "M", one calf.

How can you tell which cow the calf belongs to?

The calf doesn't always follow its mother,

but the mother sure sticks close to the calf.

See her brand? That's the one belongs to him.

Isn't there ever a mix-up?

Shiloh, one calf. Put it down.

Well, in that case we just trade brands with another calf.

But then you've got two calves and mothers that don't match.

It evens out.

About a year, he's ready to leave his mother anyway.

Calves always do.

[ moos ]

Bar 7, one calf. Put it down.

Now, it's all yours.

Shiloh, one calf.

That's for sure.

Will you listen to me?

[ bottle shatters ]

Is there any man-- any man out there

who could make 5,000 blue-bellied prisoners

get blisters on their insides just by looking at them?

That's what I was. That's what I did.

Oh. Oh, wait a minute, I broke your--

Yes, I did. I broke your medicine bottle.

Oh. Well, here. Now, you just give me some more money,

and I'll get you some more.

No. No, you mustn't go out alone--

Money!You can't. No.

There isn't any.

Oh, yes, the boy gave you money.

There isn't any.The girl gave you money.

No, no.

Or that high-and-mighty Judge Garth gave you money.

No.

The man who's playing hero for my son

while I'm going out on those streets.

No.I want money!

I'm sick and tired of looking at you

because you're weak,

and you gave me a son who's weak,

a son who could grab a pot of that Shiloh Ranch

and keep us for the rest of our lives,

but he's scared of going near that girl.

Maybe it won't work.

Maybe her family will put her out.

Oh, wait a minute.

That would be worth some whiskey, wouldn't it?

No. No, please.Oh, yes.

Now, you take that off.

No, it won't come off.

No.Ahh.

No!

No.

Well, that's worth at least a couple of bottles.

It's my rule.

No wedding rings,

no crosses.

I want a bottle!

You're worse for business than a disease.

[ chuckling ]

[ men cackling ]

[ screams ]

Get it out!

Looks like you got your britches burned.

Get him off me.

[ men laughing ]

[ men cheering ]

[ cheering stops ]

What could I do?

That was it.

Bring some water and some rags.

Here, here! Hold still.

Give me some beefsteak for that eye.

There, hold still.

A little large, but...

I guess he figures you'll fill it out in time.

Here.

PRITIKIN: You know there was a time when I had a woman,

one for each arm.

You--

You don't know who I am.

I-- I was a man

who could walk out on a catwalk every morning,

and I could say, "Shoot that man.

"Shoot that man.

Shoot all ten of those men,"

and they'd shoot them.

Oh, we starved them,

and we made them sleep out in the cold and the damp,

and we beat them,

but they kept coming, marching in,

but we had something better than beating or starving.

Oh, yes, we had a thing called "vaccination."

Yes.

Oh, yes, we vaccinated every Blue Belly

for smallpox,

and that was one blue-bellied soldier

who would never pull the trigger again.

We'd say, "Give me your arm, son.

"Come on, son, give us your arm.

"Oh, you lousy Yankee,

give us your arm, or I'll beat your brains out!"

[ woman screams ]

[ weeping ]

Bucky! Bucky! He cut my arm with a knife.

Get him out of here.

He's crazy.

Get out and take your bottle with you.

I wouldn't serve anybody else with it.

Throw me out?

You can't throw me out.

I haven't done anything.

[ mutters drunkenly ]

[ yells ]

Now you can throw me out.

Now I've done something.

[ laughing ]

Oh, send the bill for damages to Judge Garth.

He'll pay.

[ whistling ]

[ stops whistling ]

[ resumes whistling ]

[ stops ]

[ whistles ]

I'll kill you.

[ grunts ]

I'll kill you, you Blue Bellies.

I'll kill you. I'll kill you.

I'll kill you.

I'll kill you.

[ grunts ]

[ groaning ]

[ exhales death rattle ]

MAT: Well, that's the way it goes, boys.

A man dies like he lives.

You're real deep today.

Up.

Careful, now.

This is a prize filly you're handling.

This is a Beaumont, Beaumont of Alabama,

going home.

Only for a visit,

just a visit.

They won't let you go.

Why should they?

Got it?

Good-bye.

Thanks.

For what?

Well, I figured out a lot of things.

You never were really sweet on me.

You just liked me

and wanted me to like myself better.

Do you?

Not enough,

and that's why I want to do it this way,

to take mother back to her folks

and go out on my own,

get a job on my own,

see how I stack up all by myself

with only myself to lean on.

[ train whistle blows ]

Come back again.

Thank you, sir.

When I like myself enough.

Hey, there's a dance tonight.

Yup, end of roundup.

I'm going to buy me a new shirt.

Believe I'll go and get me a store shave.

Why?

Oh, Jennifer, you coming to the dance tonight?

I wouldn't miss it.

Good. Judge.

You hear that? Let's go have ourselves a time.

Right.

And now I'm going to kiss you.

What? With half the town around--

Hey! [ laughs ]

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