All language subtitles for S05E21 - Without Mercy

[ theme music playing ]

♪♪

Uh, you'd better not
come any farther.

I sure don't like
seeing you this way.

Well, I don't like
it either, but it's
better than not

seeing each other
at all.

I wish I knew what
your father had against me,

outside of the fact
that my name's Grainger.

For him, that's enough.

It just doesn't
make any sense.

If I could only
talk to him...

It wouldn't do any good.
I know. I've tried.

He just says,
"The Graingers
aren't our kind."

What kind are we?
What makes us so different?

The size of your ranch
against ours.

Do you think it would help
if I told him

that that big ranch also
has a very big mortgage?

I'm afraid not.

Pa's had
a hard time of it,

and I guess it's, well,

kind of made him sour
against anybody

who's been
more successful.

Oh, I know it's foolish,
but that's just the way he is.

Maybe in time--

How long?
A week? A month?

Ten years?

I don't know, Stacey.

if you'd rather not
see me anymore...

I'm sorry, Kathy.

It's not your fault.

It's just getting me down,
having to be so sneaky about it,

as if we were doing
something wrong.

But I guess it's better
than not seeing you at all.

♪♪

I'd better go now.

Next week.

Next week.

Pa!

Kind of surprised you,
me turning up here, huh?

Yes. Yes, you did.

I thought you
were working
the north range.

I was, until Gil
told me what was
going on down here.

I wasn't doing
anything wrong, Pa.

I'll say about that.

You get yourself on home.

We'll talk about it later.

Come on, Gil.

What are you
going to do?

Nothing that concerns you.

Come on!

♪♪

I want to talk to you.

I'm listening,
Mr. Young.

[ chuckles ]
You've said that before.

Maybe you was just
being polite, hmm?

I don't lay
too much

store by manners,
Grainger.

I expect a man to act like
he hears what I say to him.

I've been listening,
Mr. Young, but so far

I haven't heard what
you've got against me.

You heard you weren't
to see my girl.

I told you that,
didn't I?Yes, sir.

And you paid just
about as much mind

as a hog would to Sunday.

Well, I hoped
you'd change your mind.

Maybe if you told me
what you don't like about me,

I might be able
to do something.

One smart thing
I can tell you--

Keep those fast
Texas hands of yours
away from that gun.

Unless of course you
want a Winchester bullet
straight through your head.

I've got no more reason
to draw against you,
Mr. Young,

than you have to
be against me.

I don't need a reason.

I run my house according
to the way I see things,

and I'm telling you
right, now, once
and for all,

to stay away from Kathy,
is that clear?

Yes, sir, but...

You're on my land.
Get off it.

Now.

♪♪

You got any sense,
you'd better slack off
on this rope.

I'll slack off when
you're off my property.

♪♪

What happened to you?

Maybe someday I'll learn
how to stay on a horse.

Prairie dog hole?I don't know.
We just parted company.

Listen, I figured
I'd clean up out here

so I wouldn't
worry the folks.

Still gonna notice
your clothes.

Yeah. Do you suppose
I could, uh,

borrow a pair
of pants from someone?What about your jacket?

Oh, I don't know.

It'd be all right if I could
shake this dust off of it.

Those rope burns
aren't gonna shake off.

I guess maybe
you're right.

You think maybe I'll
be able to get away
with carrying it?

I got a better idea.
Suppose you tell me
who it was

that dragged you
at the end of a rope?

You can tell me too,
while you're at it.

Who did this to you,
and why?

It's nothing.
I'm gonna live.

Well, now, that's
very reassuring,
but I want an answer.

It's a long story,
Granddad.

I have a long evening
to listen to it.

Uh, I think
I'll get cleaned up.

That might be advisable.I'll take care of
your horse, Stace.

Thank you.

And that's all
there was to it.

I don't know what
got into Mr. Young.

Did it occur
to you, Stacey,

that Cal Young
isn't obliged

to offer you any explanation
of his attitude toward you?

I don't suppose
he has to,
but then again,

if he's not obliged to keep
his opinions to himself,

I'm not obliged to
respect them, am I?

I don't subscribe to the way
he deals with people,

but the fact remains
that he owes you

absolutely nothing
in the way of explanation.

But that's unfair, Granddad.

A lot of things are,
but we learn to
live with them.

That may take
a lot of learning.

I suspect you will.

But for now,
you get this straight--

When a man tells you
he doesn't want you
calling on his daughter,

that's all
you have to hear.

Doesn't the girl have anything
to say about who she wants
to call on her?

JOHN:
Usually a great deal.

But that doesn't alter
the fact that her father
may use his own discretion,

listening to what
she has to say.

In other words,
Mr. Young is right
and I'm wrong?

I said that Cal Young
was within his rights

when he told you to
stay away from Kathy.

I didn't say,

nor did I mean

that I approved of how
he enforced that order.

But I'll take care
of that matter myself.

If you don't mind,
I think it's my matter.
I was the one he dragged.

Which makes you
the person least likely

to convince him that
he made a mistake.

I'd like to try.

I know you would, Stacey.

All the more reason
that I should do it
for you.

Granddad...Yes?

Are you gonna have to
approve of the young men
who call on me?

What young men?

I have my eye
on a couple.

Oh, I imagine I'll
have a few opinions
now and then.

Which doesn't mean that
I'll have any of them dragged
at the end of a rope,

if that's what's
worrying you.

Yeah, sure.
Don't worry.

We'll just chase
them off on foot.

Thanks, Stacey. I knew
I could depend on you.

It's nothing.

♪♪

You must be Kathy.

I'm Stacey's grandfather.

Is your father around?No, sir.

Have you any idea
where I might find him?

He went to Uncle Donovan's.
It's just over the hill.

Thank you.Is...

Is Stacey all right?

He's fine,
thank you, Kathy.

Where am I gonna
get $300 this time
of the year?

You should've thought
of that when you
borrowed the money.

Look, if you force me
to sell all that beef now
to pay you the money

at the bottom
of the market...

I'm not forcing you
to do anything.

What do you
call it then?

I call it a straight
out-and-out
business deal.

I loaned you
the money for a year,
and the year's up.

It's as simple as that.

Fine brother
you turned out to be.

If you wasn't my brother,
you wouldn't have got
the money in the first place.

The point is, I got
my bills to pay too.

All right.
You'll get it.

Soon as I can
find a buyer.

Cal, you staying
for lunch?

I don't think
my brother feels like
feeding me, Martha.

I'll be expecting
to hear from you.

[ hoof beats approach ]

Ain't that
John Grainger?

[ whinnies ]

Sure is.

Wonder what
he wants around here.

Me.

You looking
for me?

Does that
surprise you?

No. Or worry me
none, either.

I'm here to make
sure we understand
each other, Mr. Young.

I don't want you to
make the same mistake

you made with
my grandson yesterday.

Grainger, maybe you
don't realize it,

but you ain't
welcome on my land.

Shut up, Donovan.

Nobody runs off
the great John Grainger.

Nobody.

Nobody has to.

That's what
I'm here to say.

If you ever have a problem
with anyone at Shiloh--

my family or any
of the hands--

you take it up with me.

It'll save you
a lot of trouble.

I ain't afraid
of trouble.

You'll have plenty

if you ever try to repeat
what you did to my grandson.

Is that clear?

You gonna let him
trespass here all day?

You've used up
your time, mister.
Get.

I've had my say.

Well, there goes
one possible buyer.

He ain't the only
one around.

I thought with me
backing you up
the way I did,

you might change
your mind about
that note.

Family's family
against strangers.

That don't change
things between us.

Stacey?

How'd it go?

Oh, about
as I expected.

He wouldn't change
his mind about letting
Stace see Kathy?

That wasn't
the purpose
of the meeting.

I know.
But I thought
when he saw

what a handsome
grandfather Stacey had,

he'd figure Stace
couldn't be all bad.

Well, now,

didn't exactly
work out that way.

I'm sorry about Kathy.

Seems like
a nice girl.She is.

But I'll have to
insist, though,

that you respect her
father's wishes, even
though I disagree with him.

What am I supposed to do?

What if I run
into her in town?

Supposed to pretend
that I don't know her?

That could be awkward.

[ hood beats approaching ]

Perhaps there's a way
to avoid that possibility.

Come on.

What does
he mean by that?

Oh, he just, uh...

I don't know.

Howdy. How are
you feeling today?

Oh, a little stiff,
but I'll manage to live.

Have you assigned anybody
to make the repairs

on that line shack
you were telling me about?

Not yet.I have a candidate.

It's on
the northeast range.

Got pretty well chewed up
in that big storm last winter.

Needs to be fixed up
before the spring roundup.

Northeast range, you said?

Just about as far
away from Kathy

as I can locate you
for the moment.

Don't you think it would be
a good character-builder

if I just hung around here
and kind of resisted temptation?

Perhaps you've
got a point.

But that wouldn't put
a new roof on our
line shack, now, would it?

♪♪

Got a real
sense of humor.

Yes, he does,
doesn't he?

♪♪

There it is, Stace.

Be it ever so humble,

there's no place
like a line shack.

Well, at least he wasn't
making it up just to
get me out here.

Let's take
a look inside.

Do you think
you're ready for that?

[ coughs ]

I don't know why he wants
anything changed.

I think it's got
a lot of charm.

You, know, plenty
of ventilation,
good sunlight.

What more could
a man ask for?

Uh, the tools
are inside here.

A saw,

hammer,
plenty of nails.

You won't mind if I leave
as soon as we get the grub
unloaded, do you?

Oh, that's just what I like:
a good fair-weather friend.

Now, you said you didn't
want to be treated like
the boss's grandson.

You just wanted to be
another one of the hands.I take it back.

Too late.

Gonna have to
fix this.Uh-huh.

♪♪

Unhook that,
will you, Stace?

Give me a hand,
will you, Trampas?

Well, whatever you don't eat,
just stack in the corner.

We'll use it
during roundup.

Somebody must've had
a sale on tomatoes.

Well, so long, pard.

Any, uh, message
you want me to give
a certain girl?

No, I don't think so,
but thanks.

Well, so long.

So long.

Hi, boy.
[ clicks tongue ]

[ humming ]

Morning.

Morning, Pa.

How many eggs?

Oh, the usual.

You're getting over him,
ain't you?

That, uh,
Stacey Grainger,
I mean.

I suppose so.

I heard you singing
when I come in.

Was I?

Yeah, you was.

He ain't been around
for over a week now.

It's... It's time
you did get over it.

Yes, Pa.

You think it's easy being
a father and a mother

to a girl growing up
the way you are?

Huh? Maybe
I ain't the best,

but I'm a considerable
hoop and holler from
being the worst.

Least I care
what kind of a woman
you turn out to be

His kind are...

they're no good
for you, Kathy.

Can't we talk about
something else?

Sure. Sure.

Long as you understand
one thing:

Rich boy like
young Grainger,

they don't have no respect
for people like us.

You stay in your own class,
and you'll be a lot better off.

You understand?

DONOVAN:
Cal!

It's Donovan.

Probably come
to tell me why

he can't pay
what he owes me.

Morning.

Guess you know
why I'm here.

Due day on your note.That's right.

I brought you the money--

principal and interest.

Had to sacrifice some cattle
to do it, but here it is.

Every cent I owe you.

Count it.

Martha says the next
time I need money,

I'd get better terms
at the bank.

Well, Martha's
a good cook,

but she don't know
much about business.

As long as we're
being businesslike,

sign that note
as "paid in full."

Thank you, Donovan.

Anytime I can help you out,
you just let me know, huh?

Thank you, brother.
You're welcome.

Stay for some breakfast.

No, thanks.
I can't afford it.

♪♪

What did
Uncle Donovan want?

Came to pay me
$300 he owed me.

Why didn't he stay?

Because he's
a sorehead.

Always has been,
ever since he was
a little boy.

Wanted everything
his own way.

Uh...

Need anything in town?

I'm going in to make
a deposit at the bank.

No, thanks.

Thought maybe you
might need a new
dress or something.

No, I really don't.

Well, have it
your way.

♪♪

Granddad,

how long will Stacey be
up at the line shack?

Oh, just as long
as it takes him to
make the repairs.

It seems so dead
around here.

Well, thanks.

You know what I mean.

'Course I do.

Repairs had to be made.

Just the same,
I hate to think of
Stacey being run out

because of that
awful old man.

You know it's true.

You wouldn't have given
Stacey the job if it hadn't
been for Mr. Young.

I just thought
it was a good idea

to get him out of the way
of temptation for a while.

You know how
hot-tempered he is.

Yeah, I guess
you're right.

Well, I'd better be
getting started.

Where are you off to?

Into town. Mrs. Wilkins
should be ready with the dress.

Another dress?

I discussed it with you
before I ordered it.

I told you I had to have
a new dress to replace
the green organdy

that simply
won't do anymore for
the dances in town,

and you said to
go ahead and get it.
Don't you remember?

Yes, I guess I do.

That was the evening
you brought me my robe,

my slippers,
and a piece of cake.

Pure coincidence.

Bye, bye.

♪♪

[ calling ]

♪♪

I think I'll take
another look around
where he was found.

[ horse team approaches ]

I just heard about it.
Where is he?

I took your brother's body
into town, Mr. Young.

I just broke
the news to Kathy.
I'm sorry.

That poor girl.Elizabeth Grainger's
in there with her now.

I'll go to her.

How'd it happen?
Who did it?I don't know yet.

They said he was
shot in the back.

Yeah, that's right.
One shot.Nobody saw anything?

All I know, Mr. Young,
is what Elizabeth told me.

She was on her way
into town and found him

a couple of miles
north of here

No tracks?Yeah, too many.

On the way to town,
you know.

I'm gonna run
out there now,

but I don't think
it'll do any good.

She's all right,
now that her aunt's
with her.

I'll be going
home now.All right.

You go ahead, Elizabeth.
You've had a rough day.

Mr. Young, I'm sorry
about your brother.

Thanks.
And, uh,

thanks for
looking after Kathy
till we got here.

There wasn't much
I could do.

Are you gonna question
Stacey Grainger?

On account of that run-in
he had with your brother?That's right.

Well, I'll tell you,
Mr. Young, it seems
to me like

this was plain
murder for profit.

His horse was missing,
wallet was on the ground
beside him, empty.

If I was Stacey Grainger,
I'd make it look like robbery.

Well, do you really think Stacey
could shoot a man in the back?

I'm saying he had a grudge
against my brother.

As a law officer,
it's your duty to
investigate every suspect,

even if he's a Grainger.

What's that
supposed to mean?

I don't think
I have to spell it out.

I'll make allowances,
Mr. Young, this time.

♪♪

They may have the rest
of the town in their pocket,

but they didn't own Cal.

They don't own me.

Stacey can be stubborn,
hot-headed,

but he'd never shoot
a man in the back.

Not even a man who dragged him
at the end of a rope.

If you were any
judge of character,
you'd know that.

Well, I didn't say
I thought he would,
Mr. Grainger,

but I wouldn't be doing
my job if I didn't check
him out, now, would I?

Well, I suppose
you're right.

Anyway, he isn't here.

He's out on the range
repairing a line shack.

Been there all week.

You tell me which
one it is, and I'll
ride out there.

I'll do better than that.
I'll ride with you.

Good.
How's Elizabeth?

Shaky. Too bad she
had to be the one
to find him.

Poor kid.
She was white as a sheet
when she came for me.

Hello.How do you feel?

Queasy.
Where are you going?

Mr. Ryker and I have
a little business
to attend to.

You just take it
easy now.

♪♪

Stacey?

Stacey!

Not much work done
around here for him
being here a week.

You should've seen
this shack when we got here.

Take a couple of days
just to clean it up.

How long would you say
since a horse has been
in this corral?

Well, maybe a day.I don't see a sharp
hoof print in there.

It could've blown here
last night. Wind would've
filled in any tracks.

We don't have to cover
anything up for Stacey.

I don't know
why he isn't here
or what he's doing,

but I'm sure he's
not off somewhere
killing his neighbors.

Mr. Grainger, I'm still
gonna still have to know
what he has been up to.

He's probably
out hunting.

Canned food and salt meat
get pretty tiresome.

Why don't I have
a look around for him?

All right.
But if he doesn't
show up by tonight,

I'll have search party
out here in the morning.

Won't be any need for that.
I'll round him up
before dark.

I'll have him
in your office
by tomorrow.

You can be sure
of that.

Well, I hope you do,

because if you don't...

He's gonna have to be
posted as a fugitive.

♪♪

Afternoon.

Say, I ran into
Ryker in town.

He said he was out to
the line shack with you,
looking for Stace.

Have you seen him?No, I haven't been
out that way.

I can't understand
why he wasn't there.
He hadn't finished the work.

Want me to get up
a search party?Not yet.

I left Trampas
out there.

If they don't show up by
tonight, we'll do something
about it in the morning.

Well, I wouldn't worry
too much about him
if I were you.

Well, the sooner he shows up,
the better I'll like it.

♪♪

Granddad,

Mr. Blinns is
here to see you.

Mr. Blinns?
Who's he?

I met him this morning.
He worked for Mr. Young.

Did he say what he wanted
to talk to me about?

No. He just said
he'd wait for you
to get back.

Granddad?

Is Stacey
mixed up in this?

What makes you
think that?

Well, something's
going on.

First, you and Mr. Ryker
were in your study
all morning,

and then you rode out
and didn't tell me
where you were going.

He just wanted
to talk to Stacey.

Routine formality.

Are you sure
that's all it was?

What other reason
could there be?

None, I guess.

Then you just
stop worrying.

Mr. Grainger,

I'm Gil Blinns.

What can I do for you,
Mr. Blinns?

Nice place
you got here.

Must make a mint of money
off a ranch like Shiloh.

Well, now.

that's a slight
exaggeration.

Be a mint to me,
anyway.

One thing about being
a poor homesteader

and part-time ranch hand--
a man don't come by
expensive needs

What are those needs,
Mr. Blinns?

I assume they're
somewhat related to
your being here.

Well, I think I got
something to sell,
Mr. Grainger,

something you'll
want to buy.

Being a poor man,
like I said,

what'll help me won't hurt
a man in your position.

What are you selling?Oh, it's no small thing.

At least, I'd look for you
to figure your grandson's life

worth something.

Go on, Mr. Blinns.

Well, I just happened
to be nearby

where Cal and Stacey met
the morning Cal was murdered.

I wasn't within earshot,

but from the way they
was acting, I wouldn't
call it a friendly talk.

Are you telling me
you witnessed a meeting

between Cal Young
and my grandson?

Right out on
the road to town,

where it passes
my place.

Not far from where
Cal was bushwhacked.

And you feel that
information should be
worth a lot of money to me?

If I keep it to myself,

like I done up to now.

I ain't even told Cal's
brother about it... yet.

Get out!

You're making
a big mistake.

You think because I ain't
got a big ranch of my own,
nobody's gonna listen to me.

They don't need to.

If that meeting took place,
my grandson will tell it himself
to the proper authority.

You'll be sorry
you run me off.

Get out of here!

♪♪

[ door closes ]

♪♪

Sheriff.Miss Young, I'd like
to talk with Kathy.

If she isn't up to it,
I can come back tomorrow.

No, I'm sure
it'll be all right.
Come in.

Thank you.

I'll tell her
you're here.

Kathy? Mr. Ryker's
here to see you.

Hello, Kathy.

Sheriff.

It'd help me, Kathy,
if you wouldn't mind
answering a few questions,

if you think
you're up to it

I'm all right.

But first I want you to know
that Stacey didn't do it.

I mean,
he couldn't have.
He just couldn't.

Well, I haven't
accused him of it, Kathy.

Well, I know,
but lots of people
knew about the row

he and my father had,
and I didn't want
you to think--

Kathy, we've been
all through that.

You're just gonna have to let
Mr. Ryker decide who did it.

Not exactly, Mrs. Young.
A jury will decide that.

Oh, of course.

That's what I meant.

Well, if you
don't need me,

I have supper
on the stove.

Kathy hasn't eaten
a thing all day.

Thank you.

Why don't we sit
down here, Kathy?

Uh, did your father
have any...

well, did he
have any enemies
that you knew of,

besides Stacey?

Not that I know about.

See, Pa wasn't
very sociable.

In fact, he didn't
get to know many
people well enough

to be friends
or enemies with them.

He just sort of minded
his own business.

Couldn't it have just
been some drifter?

Well, yes, it could have,

but why would somebody want
to rob your father, Kathy?

I mean, what can he hope
to get from him?

Well, he got $300.

Three hu--

What was your father doing
carrying $300 on him?

He was taking it in
to the bank.

Where did he get it?
I mean, people don't
generally carry--

Uncle Donovan
gave it to him.

He was over that morning.
When Pa came in the house,

he told me that
Uncle Donovan had
paid him what he owed him.

That's why he was
going to the bank.

Well, did you
see the money?

No, he paid him
outside.

Your uncle didn't come
in the house here, then?

I asked Pa about that,

and he said Uncle Donovan
was angry at him.

Oh, I didn't mean that
to sound wrong.

I mean,
they got along fine
most of the time.

It was just, well,

a family argument,
you know.

Yeah.

And you can't think of
anyone else who might've
had it in for him.

No.

All right.

Well, thank you, Kathy.

I'm sorry
I troubled you,
but I...

It's all right.

♪♪

[ horses approaching ]

I found
my brother's horse

grazing on Shiloh range

a couple of miles
from where he was killed.

Now do you believe
it wasn't a murder
for profit?

I don't get
the connection.

If that was what he was after,
why would he turn loose

a good horse and saddle?

Well, he might've felt
it would make him look
a little conspicuous,

leading a spare
horse around.

Outside of disagreeing
with anything I suggest,

I'd like to know
just what you are doing

to try to find
my brother's killer.

I'm asking questions,
Mr. Young,
for one thing.

Like what?

Well, like I can't
figure out

why anyone after a haul
would pick on your brother.

Exactly.
Everybody knew Cal
wasn't a rich man.

Even a drifter
could tell that
by looking at him.

That's right.

So I guess that leaves
two people who knew

he was carrying around
$300 in his wallet--
you and Kathy.

Are you trying to say
you think I murdered
my own brother?

I'm not trying to
say that, Mr. Young.

I wouldn't jump to that
conclusion, even though
you had a row with him,

any more than I'd accuse
Stacey Grainger just
because they had trouble.

A man's got to be careful
who he accuses of murder.

♪♪

[ whistles ]

Where the devil have you been?
I've been looking
all over for you.

Why?
What's the matter?

Cal Young got killed,
that's what's the matter.
Ryker wants to talk to you.

Cal Young, killed?Shot in the back.

You say Ryker
wants to see me?

He and your granddad went
out to the line shack
looking for you.

Where have you been?Around.

You gonna be in trouble
over this killing, Stace?

I didn't kill him,
if that's what you're asking,

but I might be in trouble.

Let's go.

♪♪

Mr. Grainger,
I told you he'd show up.

You and the boys
go on back to the ranch.

Yes, sir.

Trampas told me
what happened.
I'm sorry.

A man named Blinns
just tried to blackmail me.

He wanted me to pay him
not to tell that he saw

that he saw you
and Young together
just before the killing.

What about that?

I went to see Mr. Young.

I don't know what happened
after I left him.

You gave me your word.

I promised
I wouldn't see Kathy.

I asked you to stay away
from both of them.

I know.

I just thought that...
Well, I wanted
one more chance.

Thought maybe I might
be able to get
through to him.

Didn't work.
He got sore, and I left.

That's all?

That's all.

Where were you
when Ryker and I rode
out to the line shack?

Just riding,
trying to think.

Well, it's too bad
you didn't do your
thinking sooner.

Does Ryker
think I did it?

He didn't when
we rode out there.

I don't know what
he'll think now.

Let's get to town
and find out.

♪♪

All right.

So, you went
to see him.
Then what?

Tried to talk to him,
but he wouldn't listen.

And then I saw how
worked up he was getting,

and I rode off--
that's all there
was to it.

You didn't see anyone
else around there?No.

And you say you
just wandered around
the rest of the day?

Listen, I know
it sounds funny,
but that's what I did.

I had a lot on my mind
and was trying to
sort some of it out.

That's not much
of an alibi.

You had a row with him,
you went back to
see him again,

and then you can't account
for where you were
the rest of the day.

Don't you believe me?I believe you.
I believe you.

but that's gonna give
his brother something to
holler about, I tell you.

What about this
man Blinns trying
to blackmail me?

Be a waste of time,
Mr. Grainger.

Bring him in, he'll
just deny it. It'll be
your word against his.

♪♪

Hold it.

Those horses--
That's the Shiloh brand.

You go on.
I'll meet you at
the undertaker's.

Well, I see you finally
got around to it.

Or is this just
a social visit
with old friends?

Sorry about
your brother,
Mr. Young

Blinns tells me he saw him
and my brother together
just before it happened.

Did you know that?They just told me.

He also offered
to sell me
the same information.

Confidentially,
of course.

I don't believe you.

I didn't think
you would.

Well, Sheriff,
you gonna arrest him?

Not without more
evidence than that.

What does a Grainger
have to do to get arrested
for murder in this town?

They found my brother's
horse on Shiloh range.

The money's probably hidden
out there too, unless
he's already spent it.

Money? What are you
talking about?

Young had $300
in his wallet,
Mr. Grainger.

Now, I've already sent word
to towns around here

to pick up any drifter
that flashes a roll.

All right,
wait a minute.

Maybe he thinks
I've still got it.

Should be about
$5 in there.

You satisfied?

No.

I don't think you're
stupid enough to
carry it on you.

Well, maybe you'd like
to search my saddlebags.

Come on. You can
be sure I don't get
rid of it outside.

Come on, check it out.

That won't
prove anything.

I'm sorry, but that's
the best I can do.
Now, take a look.

Don't get smart with me,
you fresh punk!

♪♪

Looks like you
ran your bluff
a little too far.

I never saw it before.
Somebody put it there.

Sure, they did.
You.

Stacey's horse
was outside for
over an hour.

Anybody could've
slipped that can
into his saddlebag.

Maybe you can tell me who's
mad enough at your grandson
to want to frame him.

I don't know,
but you tell me--

If Stacey did
what you say,
why would he

stuff the money into
a can and carry it
around with him?

My guess is
he wanted it handy

so he could dip into it
when he needed cash.

Well, Sheriff?

I'll take your gun.

♪♪

Stacey.

I'd like to
talk to him.

All right.

Now, let's understand
each other.

I don't care what
you think of me.

All I'm after is
seeing that the man
who killed my brother

hangs for it,

no matter
who he is.

I don't know
what to say.

I've told you
everything I can.

Are you sure, Stace?

Look, you don't think
I had any--Of course I don't.

But are you
sure you haven't
forgotten something,

something that
might be important?

No.

No, the only thing that
I'm sure of is that somebody
put that money there,

and it had to be
since we got to town.

Well, don't you
worry now.

We'll find out
who it is.

♪♪

All right.

Sorry, Stacey.
I don't have any choice.

He didn't do it, Emmett.I don't think
he did either.

I didn't say I thought
he was innocent.

I know he is.
Somebody's trying
to frame him.

The question is, who?

What about
that man Blinns?

He saw Young
after Stacey did.

No, I don't think so,
Mr. Grainger.

He worked for Cal.
As far as I can find out,
they got along fine.

But whoever did it
must've had something
against Stacey too.

You don't try to get
a man hung for no reason.

I don't have any choice
but to charge Stacey.
You know that.

I understand that.
Of course.

I also realize
that if the case

came to trial right now,
Stacey wouldn't have a chance.

The judge won't be here
for a week. You've got
that long, anyway.

Look here, Emmett.

You're not gonna walk
away from this, now that
Stacey's behind bars.

No, I'm not walking
away from it.

I'd just advise you

to get yourself
a good lawyer,
just in case.

I'll be back
in the morning.

♪♪

♪♪

[ hoof beats approaching ]

Hi. Did you
see Stacey?

Yes, honey,
I saw him.

Is he coming
home soon?

What's the matter?

They're trying
to frame Stacey for
Cal Young's murder.

Stacey?
Why would anyone
want to do that?

Divert attention
from themselves.

I don't know.
I don't know what
the reason is.

Well, he hasn't
got any enemies.

At least,
not like that.

Does he have
any enemies that
you know of?

Where is Stacey?
Why didn't he come
home with you?

He's in jail.

Ryker had to do it.
Had no choice.

What are we gonna do?
We can't let him stay there.

Don't worry.
We'll get him out of it.

How?I don't know.

But we will.
I promise you that.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

There just might be.

You packed the groceries
that Stacey took with him
to the line shack.

Do you remember
what you put in?Yes. Why?

Were there any
canned tomatoes?

Mm-hmm. Six cans.
Stacey likes them.

Remember the brand?

Dalton's, the kind
we always use. Why?

I'm just curious.

Is there anything
I can get you?

No, thanks, honey.
You run along now.

♪♪

I don't believe it.

There must be some
explanation.

Seems to me you ought
to be glad they caught
the man that killed your pa

instead of trying to
make excuses for him.

Donovan, you shouldn't
talk like that to Kathy.

It's so hard to accept.

The jury'll accept it.
That's all that counts.

Well, we'd better
go on home.

You all packed?

Not yet. I...

MARTHA:
There's no rush
on that.

Give the poor girl
a chance to get organized.

I'll stay
with her tonight.

You sure you two will be
all right here all alone?

Of course.Don't worry.
My shack's right nearby.

Walk out with me,
Martha.

I talked to Carson
at the bank.

He said Cal
owned the place
free and clear,

so there'll be no trouble
selling the house.

Can't all that wait?

Kathy is our ward now.
She's gonna move in
with us.

There's no sense
in paying taxes
on a house

any longer
than necessary.

Now, see what you can do
to hurry her up.

♪♪

Anything I can do,
you just call on me.

Thank you.

Don't worry about
the Grainger kid.

He wasn't near
good enough for you.

Good night, Kathy.

Good night.

Good night, Mrs. Young.Good night, Gil.

Good morning, Elizabeth.Good morning.

I wondered,
am I allowed
to see Stacey?

No reason why not.

Did your grandfather
come into town with you?

No, he left the ranch
early this morning.

I don't know
where he went.

You take all
the time you want.Thank you.

Stacey?

Liz, what are you
doing here?

Can't a sister
pay her brother
a social call?

Oh, I thought you might be
bringing me a little file.

I didn't know
what size to get.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, Stacey,
I think it's terrible
making you stay here.

I don't exactly like
the idea myself.

Is there anything
I can do?

I mean, seriously.

Yeah.

Yeah, if you happen
to run into Kathy,

you might tell her
that I'm sorry about
what happened to her dad,

and that I didn't have
anything to do with it.

I'm sure she knows that.

But I'll tell her anyway.

Thanks.

And, uh, thanks
for coming.

Stacey, don't worry.

Granddad's going to
get you out of here.

Did he say how?

No.

But he will.
He said so.

I know, I know, Liz.

I was just making
a little joke,
that's all.

Listen, I don't think
you'd better hang
around here.

It's not exactly a place
for a young lady.

All right.

And I'll tell Kathy
what you said.

Bye, bye.

Bye, bye.

♪♪

Three of 'em left inside.
How many did he use?

Three.

That accounts for
the six Elizabeth said
he brought out here.

Where'd the one come from
they found in his saddlebag?

That's a good question.

When I get the answer,
I'll know who
the murderer is.

TRAMPAS:
What are you doing?

Checking to see
how it was opened.

With a can opener,
like we always do.
There's one inside.

Ride into town,
find Ryker.

Tell him to meet me
at Donovan Young's ranch,

and tell him to bring
the can that had
the money in it.

Donovan Young's ranch?

You got some idea that--Have to start somewhere.

They're brothers.

So were Cain and Abel.

What kind of
nonsense is this?

It's the only tangible
piece of evidence
we've got to work on.

I don't consider
that nonsense.

Well, you're barking
up the wrong tree.
We don't buy canned goods.

We grow what we eat.

Take a look inside
if you don't believe me.

That won't be necessary.

Where does this
fellow Blinns live?

He's got a shack near
the Young's place.

I'll go with you.

I thought you
considered this
a lot of nonsense.

Well, you claimed
your grandson was framed.

I just want to make sure
you don't try the same thing.

Suit yourself.

♪♪

Gil!

Here's one.

What do you think
that proves?

Maybe everything.

Cut with a knife,
exactly the same
as the other.

Why would Blinns...

Let's find out.

See if he's around.

If you find him,
don't tell him
why we're here.

Martha?

Kathy?

Martha? Kathy?
Where is everybody?

I was in the smokehouse.
What's the matter?We're looking for Gil Blinns.

He said he was going down
to the south pasture to
look for some strays. Why?

How long ago did he leave?

An hour or so.
Kathy wanted to be back
in time to finish packing.

Kathy went with him?Yes. He suggested it,

and I thought
it would do her good
to get some fresh air.

Why are you asking
all these questions?

They want to question him
about Calls murder.

Gil? But I thought
it was Stacey that...

I know, Mrs. Young.

Maybe we made a mistake.

You wait here
till we come back.

♪♪

No sign of him.

You wait here
in case we miss him.

Shall we give them
a breather?

You're treating me
like a tenderfoot.

I thought maybe you still
weren't feeling too good.

I think I'm still
a bit numb.

Aunt Martha was right.

It is good just to
breathe fresh air again.

You're looking
better already.

Maybe it's all
for the best.

What do you mean?

I know the way
your pa treated you.

I tried to talk
to him about it,
but he wouldn't listen.

He didn't mean it.

Just the same,
it wasn't right.

You'll be better off
without both of them.

Gil, you shouldn't
say such a thing.

I'm sorry.[ horse whinnies ]

♪♪

Who do you think
they are?

One of looks like
Uncle Donovan.

And the sheriff.Let's go.

Why? Let's see
what they want.

I know what they want.
Come on.What's gotten into you?

You never acted
like this before.I did it for you!

You?Don't you understand?

Come on.
There's still time.

Don't touch me.

I'm not going to leave you
here now, Kathy.

I can't.

They'd let young Grainger go,
and you and he would...

I won't let that happen.

No matter what.

You don't leave me
any choice, Kathy.

Either you go with me...

or...No!

It's all over.

♪♪

Are you all right?Yes.

It's, uh, very
neighborly of you

to let Stacey help
after, well...

That's all finished.

I was on my way
to town.

Elizabeth asked me
to invite Kathy

to supper
tomorrow night.

Oh, I'd love to come.
That is,

if you and Aunt Martha
don't need me here.

You go right ahead.Good.

I'll ride with you.
See you tomorrow
night, now.

Bye.Bye, bye.

Bye.Bye, Stacey.

♪♪

Nice people.

Well, let's get
you settled.

[ theme music playing ]