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[ theme music playing ]

♪♪

What is it, Trampas?

She just went over that crest.Who?

That girl I told you I've been seeing.

Oh, you mean the one that disappears all the time.

That's r--

I just saw her.

Oh, that makes three times now.

Gee, maybe next time I'll get a chance to see her, too.

♪♪

Whoa, now.

Whoa.

Hello.

My name's Trampas, ma'am. I--

Hey, uh...

Hey. Ma'am, I--

Hey!

Well?

Find her?

♪♪

Hey. Hey.

What?

Well, that's her right there.

Who?Her.

The one I've been telling you about.

That's her in person.

Real flesh and blood.

[ chuckles ] Now you believe me?

I never doubted you for a minute.

Them dress goods you bought

just came in from St. Louis.

You're the first ones to buy that particular pattern.

Well, sometimes it's uplifting

just having something new to wear.

Well, I hope it turns out all right.

Good day, ladies.Good day.

Good morning.

Good morning.

Uh, we're from Shiloh, ma'am.

Mr. Grainger's ranch.

This is our foreman. My name's Trampas.

How do you do?

I'm Miriam Harley,

and this is my daughter Amanda.

Happy to meet you.

You bought the Adams ranch, I hear.

Well, Mr. Grainger's granddaughter

would be mighty pleased to make a new friend.

You remember me, don't you?

We met yesterday on the range.

Say, I wonder--

there's a dance in town Saturday night. I'd be mighty pleased--

No, I can't.

[ clears throat ]

Well, uh... maybe another time.

It was real nice seeing you both.

We look forward to meeting the other folks at Shiloh.

Good day.Good day, ma'am.

Nice, friendly girl.

♪♪

Good day, sir.Howdy.

I'll need a room on the street side,

somebody to bed down my horse,

and a bottle.

Heh. Yes, sir.

Mister?Oh.

Fred?

We met two very nice young men from the Shiloh ranch...

in town today.

One of them asked Amanda

to go to the dance with him on Saturday.

What'd she say?

She said no.

Oh.

Maybe she should go.

Sooner or later, we've got to let her--

We've been through it before. I've told you that--

But we've got to try to help her.

How do we help her, Miriam?

Pushing her to do something she doesn't want to do?

If we have to.

How can we take that kind of chance?

Maybe in time, when she--

When you say time, you mean for you

more than for her.

There's not anything I wouldn't give her.

There's not anything I wouldn't do for her.

Except to trust her.

Doesn't it take more than just wanting to do for her, Fred?

♪♪

Morning.Morning.

Nice little town.

Thanks. We like it.

Something I can do for you?

Yesterday when I got in,

I saw two women comin' out of here.

You helped them load up.

That's right. Name of Harley.

Harley?

Lived around here long?

As a matter of fact,

they just moved into this part of the country.

Seem like real nice folks.

Bought the Adams place out west of town.

Much obliged.

♪♪

Morning.

Good morning.

Hot day.

And it's only mid-morning.

Hot and dry.

Mind if I have some of your water?

Help yourself.

Thank you.

Oh, that's good.

Cool and refreshing.

Nice ranch you got here.

My father's out on the range, but he's due back to eat.

My name is Pierce. Richard Pierce.

My mother's just inside the house.

Oh? I understand you folks

just moved into this territory.

Yes.

Mighty pretty here.

Well...

I got a train to meet.

Good-bye, Miss...

Harley.

Obliged for the water.

♪♪

Who was that rider?

Just wanted some water.

We don't see many people out here, Amanda.

I know you must get lonely.

You mother said a fella from Shiloh

asked you to go to a dance in town.

You want to go?

No. I--

Yes. Yes, I do.

Your mother thinks you ought to go.

And you?

You're afraid for me, aren't you?

No, Amanda.

I can't.

I don't want to go.

♪♪

♪♪

[ knock on door ]Come in.

Hi, Trampas.

Hello, Liz.

If you're looking for Granddad or Stacy,

they're out checking the new breeding stock.

Oh.

Some coffee?

No, thanks.

Oh. Excuse me.

Say, uh... I heard some folks by the name of Harley

bought the Adams ranch.

I heard, too.

Might be neighborly if you went over there

and gave them a get-acquainted call.

That's a good idea. Maybe this weekend.

This weekend?

It seems to me when folks move in

it's nice to make 'em feel welcome right off. Don't you think?

Yeah, I guess you're right.

Well, when can you be ready?

You want me to go right now?

Why not? As a matter of fact,

I've finished my chores for the day.

I'll get the buggy and go with you.

Seems to me I heard something

about the Harleys having a daughter.

Daughter?

Oh. Heh.

Well, I'm sure you'll find some way

to tell her about my virtues.

Your virtues?

Well, Liz, that's the least you could do.

I mean, she's as spooky as a two-day-old filly.

You didn't tell me you knew her, Trampas.

I don't know her. But I want to get to know her.

So, you can tell her about some of my virtues.

Only, uh... build it up a little.

I'll try.

And I'll tell her about some of my faults.

Like, uh... well, I'm too kind.

Too considerate.

And, uh...

a wonderful dancer.

♪♪

What time's the train due in?

About five minutes ago.

Is it gonna be very late?

As far as I know, mister, it should've been on time.

What about the Royal Northern?

The Flyer? It don't come in today.

It don't even run today. It don't stop here in Medicine Bow anyway.

That's what I wanted to arrange with you.

What's what you wanted to arrange with me?

To get the Royal Northern

to stop here in Medicine Bow on Monday.

Mister, the Royal Northern ain't gonna stop here.

It's not on the schedule.

Look, I have 75 head of horses all ready,

beaded down in the freight yard up at Rawlings,

and I want 'em shipped on that train.

I aim to sell those horses to the Army--Port Miller.

If you put 'em on the Flyer,

you'll have to pick 'em up at Scotts Bluff.

That's the first stop past here.

I have a delivery date.

If I have to herd 'em all the way back here from Scotts Bluff,

I'm never gonna make it.

Mister, I'm sorry. The Flyer doesn't stop here in Medicine Bow.

Well, it does stop--

at the ridge about 2:00 Monday afternoon,

but that's just to take on five minutes' worth of water.

Why can't I arrange with you to get it to stop here

just long enough to unload my horses?

All I can do for you is telegraph for a special authority.

Now, that sounds reasonable.

But in the end, it'll be like I said.

The Flyer won't stop.

Well, let's hold a good thought,

shall we, stationmaster?

The consignment's in my name-- Richard Pierce.

All I want is the train to stop

just long enough to get my horses on.

[ sighs ] I'll send the telegraph, Mr. Pierce.

Obliged.

[ train whistle blows ]

Is this what you're looking for, Mark?

Yeah, thanks.

♪♪

Shaving mug I sent for out of the catalog.

I guess it was the fancy description that got me.

That all you picked up at the station?

Nope.

Looks like your information was pretty accurate, Marshal.

I don't know who he is, but the man you're lookin' for

just got off the train.

Anyone with him?

No, but a stranger in town--

a horse trader named Pierce--met him.

Pierce.

Don't you think it's about time

you told me what this is all about?

The fella from the train is named Robinson.

Been away for a while.

Robinson?

Yeah. Quite a while.

Visiting Kansas-- Leavenworth.

That's right.

Four years-- train robbery.

Quite a hand with explosives.

He's not wanted now.No.

Only a matter of time. He just got out.

He won't stay clean long.

That's why I'm keepin' an eye on him.

What is it?

Just a hunch.

Where you goin'?

To send for some information.

Make yourself at home.

Yeah, thanks. I'll do that.

♪♪

[ gunshot ]

What are you doing?!

I told you never to touch the rifle--never!

I saw a rattler.

What rattler?

There.

FRED: There's not any rattler. There's not anything there.

But there was. I saw it.

Nothing.

You've got to believe me.

You've got to trust me.

Whoa.

Oh. Hello, Mrs. Harley.

This is Elizabeth Grainger.

She came by to pay her respects.

Asked me to drive her out.

I'm very glad to meet you, Elizabeth.

This is Mr. Harley.

Hello.How do you do?

I know Amanda would want to say hello,

but, uh--

We should've let you know we were coming.

It was just on the spur of the moment.

Not formal at all.

Perhaps tomorrow.

Oh, no. Now that you're here,

let me make some refreshments.

I'm sure that there are still some cookies left.

Please come in.

Thank you.

♪♪

[ whistling and shouting ]

[ mooing ]

Amanda?

Whoa, Buck.

Now--

Now, don't you run off.

I'm, uh--

I'm sorry we missed you yesterday.

How much did you see?

See?

Nothin', really. Just you runnin' off.

I guess maybe we came at a bad time.

My father doesn't like me to handle firearms.

Well, women shouldn't have to handle firearms.

He's afraid for me.

That's natural enough.

A gun can be dangerous if you don't know how to use it.

There was a rattler.

I took the gun to shoot it.

[ chuckles ]

Well, I don't see anything wrong in shootin' a rattler.

Shiloh's that big ranch west of here, isn't it?

That's right.

I've seen it a few times when I was riding.

It's beautiful.

You sure like to ride, don't you?

Yes.

It's like looking through a window

out into the distance.

And there's nothing but rolling hills,

colors, and bright sunlight.

Is it that way for you?

Sometimes.

What do you want from me?

Why are you always after me?

I'm not after you, Amanda.

I'm just naturally sociable.

I figured I-- Well, I'd like to get to know you...

be your friend.

Well, you can't.Why not?

You can't. I can't have any friends.

Everybody has friends, Amanda. They're important.

I'm not the same as everybody.

I'm different.

I'm not like you or Elizabeth Grainger.

So leave me alone.

You've got to leave me alone.

♪♪

That the hunch you're checkin' out?

Yes, a manifest of the freight

being shipped on the Royal Northern Flyer.

I want to know what's gonna be aboard

when it comes through here Monday.

Silver bullion.A lot of it.

Well, the pattern's the same.

Robinson just naturally drifts towards trouble.

Didn't you mention this fella Pierce

was trying to get the Flyer to stop here...

so he could get his horses off? Mm-hmm.

There aren't any horses on this list.

Nope.

$50,000 in silver bullion.

Looks like your hunch was a good one, Mark.

And yours about Robinson.

Nothing on Pierce yet?

Nothin' yet, but I'm still checkin' on him.

You know, I'm planning to retire.

I'd like to tie up a few more loose ends before I do.

I'd like to catch Robinson and whoever's with him right in the act.

I'm sorry to spoil your plans, John,

but I got a town to worry about.

I figure it's better to head off trouble

if you can see it comin'.

Oh, Mark.

No need to mention that I'm here.

I'll just do like you said--

make myself at home, if it's all right.

Maybe you can throw a scare into Robinson, maybe you can't,

but there's no sense in letting him know what the odds are.

Oh, Mark.

You might bring me a sandwich on your way back.

♪♪

Oh, hello, Mark.Sam.

Been sprucing up the dining room for the dance.

Fella in there is gonna take pictures and everything.

Oh?

Say, you got a fella name of Pierce registered here?

Yep.

He's not in, though. Key's still here.

He went out a couple of hours ago.

Thank you.

MAN: Hold it.[ flash pops ]

Have one for you first thing tomorrow.

No, thanks.

Complimentary.

You're Bert Robinson.

It's no secret.

Do I know you, Sheriff?

Mark Abbott.Howdy.

Uh...

this is a new line of work for you, isn't it?

Right you are.

This is the coming thing.

I learned it in--

In prison.

That's right. What about it?

Oh, I'm just naturally curious about strangers in town, I guess.

Especially when they've got your reputation.

Look, you know who I am. All right.

But I got an honest trade, and I'm workin' at it.

No reason to lean on me.

There's nobody leaning on you...

as long as this is the trade you're workin' on.

I'm gonna take pictures of folks at the dance

and sell 'em.

Nothin' wrong with that, is there?

And that's why you came to Medicine Bow?

It's a nice town.

Always remembered it nice.

If I can earn a living here without the law after me

every time a package of soap is missing from the general store,

I might even settle down here.

Something on your mind, Abbott?

Just you. And Pierce.

Pierce?

Oh, the fellow at the train.

Who is he?I don't really know.

He said something about being a horse trader,

or a dealer.

He directed me to this hotel.

And that's all?That's all.

How come he met you at the train?

Met me?

I told you-- he directed me to the hotel.

There's nothing else between you?

What else could there be, Sheriff?

Hey, Abbott.

I'd appreciate it if you'd let folks know I'll be here.

At the dance.

I can use the business.

♪♪

Evening.

Mr. Pierce?

What are you doing here?

Oh, I came to speak to you.

To me? Why?

Well, um...

I've been thinkin' since the last time we talked, and--

of course it could be just a coincidence,

but I remember a Harley family back where I come from.

I just wanted to check it out.

These Harleys had a son and a daughter,

but she was adopted.

Now, of course, it could be different Harleys.

It's not an uncommon name.

Mr. Pierce, I'm adopted.

Yeah.

It seems to me you do resemble Katie.

Katie?

My real mother's name was Katie.

And the daughter--

Let me see, now. What was it?

Abigail.

No, uh...Amanda.

Mr. Pierce, that's my name.

I've never talked with anyone who knew my parents.

My mother-- did you know her?

Oh, a long time ago.

17, 18 years.

But knowing your daddy like I did,

he'd be real proud of how nice you've grown

and the decent folks lookin' after you and all.

Is he still alive?

Well, I don't know.

It's been quite a spell since I saw him.

But you did know him?Oh, yes.

And my mother-- you knew my mother?

Tell me about her.

As I remember,

she was real pretty-- just like you, Mandy.

Matter of fact, seeing you king of brought the whole thing back.

MIRIAM: Amanda!

Yes, I'll be right there!

Well, uh... you've gotta go in.

I have to get going, too.

Will I see you again?

There's so much I want to ask you.

Sure. Just as soon as we have some more time.

Oh, and, uh...

just so it won't stir anything up with your folks,

let's sort of keep what we've been talking about between ourselves.

Just our secret?

Good night.

♪♪

♪♪

I thought this was my room.

Just visiting.

Sheriff, huh?That's right.

Want a drink, Sheriff?

No, thanks.

This a social visit or just business?

A little bit of both, Pierce.

I was at the depot when you asked the stationmaster

to stop the Flyer.

That's right, you were.

You told him you wanted to ship 75 head of horses

and have the train stop here so you could unload 'em.

Right again.

Manifest doesn't list any horses.

You checked it out?

What you wanted was a little bit unusual.

Then you met Bert Robinson.

So it seemed like a good idea.

Who's Robinson?

That, uh...photographer.

You mean the fella that wanted to know where the hotel was.

I obliged him.

Why would you want to lie about the horses, Pierce?

What do you mean, lie?

I'm not gonna put those horses aboard

unless the Flyer stops here for me.

If I can arrange for it to stop, then I'll ship 'em.

Sounds logical.

Good.

I said "sounds".

Maybe you just bumped into Robinson like you said.

And maybe you got horses to sell.

So far, we've just got a lot of maybes.

But one thing is for certain.

We like to avoid trouble in Medicine Bow.

You puttin' me on notice, Sheriff?

You might say that.

Well, you keep your warnings for your two-bit drunks

you fill the jail cells with.

And the next time you want to talk to me,

don't invite yourself into my room.

As long as I'm paying for it, I do the inviting.

♪♪

Hello, Amanda.

I guess I should've told you.

I come from a long line of stubborn men.

I just can't take no for an answer.

Uh, stubborn... but reasonable.

Now, you explain to me so I can understand,

and I'll go away.

Uh, you said you wanted me to leave you alone.

Well, I might've let it go at that.

Then I got to thinkin' it over.

And I got it into my head

it was for my sake you said it.

What?

You said you're different.

How are you different?

There are things you don't know about me.

[ chuckles ]

There are things about me you don't know.

That's good, isn't it?

Give us something to talk about.

Not ordinary things.

Oh, you're not an ordinary girl.

One--you're not ordinary pretty.

No, you're extra pretty.

Two--

you're not ordinary shy.

You're downright independent.

Uh, three--

an ordinary girl likes to dance. You--

Oh, I do.

Four--

you're not an ordinary rider.

The way you ride that pinto-- [ whistles ]

Well, how about it?

You, uh...like to go take a ride with me?

♪♪

[ sighs ]

Trampas?

I want to tell you something.

Well... that's a good sign.

The Harleys aren't my real parents.

They took me in when my mother died.

They felt sorry for me.

My father's name was Loomis.

What happened to him-- your real father?

He left us-- my mother and me--

when I was small.

I never knew him.

But I've heard about him all my life.

He's an outlaw, Trampas, a killer.

Bad blood, they said, from his father.

And now me.

Trampas, that's what makes me different.

I thank you for today. It was wonderful.

You made me feel as if I'm just the same as any other girl.

You are.

Amanda, I don't care what your father was. That gives you no reason--

We've talked enough.

I want to go home now.

♪♪

Uh, Amanda.

Everybody's gonna be at the dance Saturday night.

Everybody. Liz will be there, too.

That'd give you two a good chance to get to know each other.

Uh, so...

should I pick you up about 7:00?

Well, I haven't asked anybody else.

You wouldn't want to see me be a wallflower, would you?

Well?

Good. 7:00.

Mama?

MIRIAM: In here, Amanda.

How was your ride?

It was wonderful.Good.

I'm going to the dance Saturday night with Trampas.

Will the dress be ready?

I think maybe we can manage it.

Ha ha!

Amanda...

Why did he stop him?

What are they talking about?

Amanda--

Trampas thinks I'm the same as everyone else.

But if he finds out--

if he tells him everything--

He won't come back.

I'll never see him again. Never.

So, she told you herself?

Yes.

She did the right thing.

You had to be told

if you're gonna keep on seeing her.

I'm sorry, Trampas.

I'm sorry it couldn't have worked out.

I don't see any reason why I can't see Amanda again.

There's nothing wrong with her.

I thought you understood.

Well, I do. Somehow she's got the idea

that she's like her father.

She's afraid she might harm someone.

I guess that's why she was so skittish when we first met.

I don't believe that.

You're not afraid?

Of--

Heh. No.

Well, I am-- for myself, for my wife,

for any stranger who happens by.

If you feel that way,

how can you live in the same house with her day after day?

When we took her in,

she was just a baby, or nearly.

Three years old.

We loved her like our own all the time she was growing up.

When things happened...

What were we supposed to do?

She was like our own child. We couldn't just put her out of the house.

We talked it over-- Miriam and me--

decided there wasn't a thing we could do

except watch her.

Keep to ourselves and watch her.

Watch her?

Mr. Harley, I don't think I understand.

You said things happened. What kind of things?

Can't you leave it alone?

No, sir. I'm sorry. I don't think I can.

She killed someone.

With a rifle, Trampas,

when she was ten years old.

How did it happen?

It was in the woods.

He was hunting.

She was always--

Amanda was always tagging along after him.

Anyway, I found her there,

found her with the gun.

Did she explain?

She couldn't remember, not clearly.

She remembered him with the gun.

Amanda always wanted what he had.

I guess she must've taken it.

Then the flash.

Him on the ground, not moving.

Maybe she startled him.

He could've tripped.

She picked up the gun afterward.

It must've been an accident.

I've tried to think so.

But I couldn't get it out of my mind...

who her father was.

Since then, I've seen things in her.

Little things maybe, but-- Mr. Harley.

If you were ten years old

and you were frightened by a terrible accident, I'm sure--

I don't know how this sounds to you. I don't care.

I've gone over it in my own mind a thousand times.

I've had reason to.

Don't you understand? The boy she killed was my boy.

My own son.

♪♪

♪♪

[ men cheering ] ]

Hmm. Third man he's thrown.

Looks like he's not gonna be broken. At least not today.

I'm gonna try him.

Why not bring in another one?

Look, Trampas, you know as well as I do--

some horses have got bad blood, and that's it.

You remember Matt Travis had to shoot the sire.

A horse from bad stock just won't be civilized.

All right, go ahead.

I'll wait here to pick up the pieces.

♪♪

Whoa.

Whoa.

Let me at him.

[ horse neighing ]

[ men cheering ]

Whoa. Whoa.

Bad blood, huh?

Come on, son.

Surprised you're here.

I'd like to see Amanda.

Well, I told you that--I know.

Can I see her?

Evening, Mrs. Harley. Amanda.

How come you're not ready?

Mama?

Well, your dress is ready for you.

Papa?

With your permission, sir, I'd be pleased and honored

to escort your daughter to the dance tonight.

I'm going.

I am.

I hope you know what you're doing, son.

♪♪

Well, now, for somebody who hasn't gone to many dances,

you do very well.

Thank you, Trampas.

What this one, now.

[ both laugh ]

Ah!

Hold it! Hold it!

[ flash pops ]Ah!

Hmm. Where are you? Oh, yeah.

[ laughs ]

Amanda, you look beautiful.

I'm so glad you could come.

Thank you.

Evening, gentlemen.

We need a room.Yes, sir.

Sign here, please.

Who are they, Trampas?

Huh?Who are they?

Uh, Scott brothers.

Who are they?

Just a couple of fellas I ran into one time.

Don't know what they're doin' in Medicine Bow.

[ song ends ]

Liz, have you seen Mark Abbott?

No, I haven't. Is something wrong?

No, I just wanted to talk to him about something.

Amanda, will you excuse me for a couple of minutes?

I want to go down to his office and see if he's there.

Why don't you two have some punch?

That sounds like a good idea.

I could use a minute to catch my breath.

Are you enjoying yourself? Oh, yes.

Trampas is a good dancer, isn't he?

He's wonderful.

Best dancer I've danced with all year.

The only one, too.

Well, there'll be lots more after tonight.

Now that we've finally met,

I hope we'll be good friends.

Thank you. So do I.

I've never really had any friends.

Someone to talk to and share things with.

You'll have them here. I'll see to that.

Maybe we could have a party for you at Shiloh.

Hey, Liz.Hi.

Have you met Amanda Harley?

Not really. Hello, Amanda Harley.

Welcome to Medicine Bow.Thank you.

Liz, if Amanda doesn't mind,

I think this is our dance.

Oh, I don't mind at all.

Come in with us.

I'll wait here. Trampas will be back soon.

So will I.

Hi, honey.

You, uh...all alone?

No, I'm--

A pretty girl like you and nobody to dance with.

Let's go in and try out the music.

No, I'm sorry. I have an escort. I'm waiting for him.

That's all right. We'll dance till he shows up.

Don't, please.

If you're a mite shy, we'll just dance right here.

Please...don't.

Don't, please.

Amanda, stay where you are.

Urban, you always were a little rancid.

If you know me,

then you know I'm gonna teach you a lesson.

Now, look, why don't you put that gun back in your holster

and apologize to--

Hey, what's the matter with her?

Amanda.

Amanda!

[ Amanda screams ]

[ people murmuring ]

DOCTOR: A flesh wound. He lost a little blood, is all.

Nothing really serious.

You were lucky.

Trampas, I was so scared.

How'd it happen?

It was an accident.

Amanda, listen to me.

It was an accident.

It could've happened to anyone.

You tried to stop him, and--

I heard you say, "Stay back, Amanda."

But I couldn't.

All I could see and all I could hear were guns firing.

Try to take it easy with that arm

for a few days.

Let the Virginian driving you home.

Amanda, listen to me.

You did say it was an accident.

Yes, Mark, it was an accident!

I think I'll just hang on to Urban for a while...

on principle.

♪♪

Amanda, lis--

♪♪

Well?

Robinson had a roommate while he was in prison.

Didn't have Pierce's name, but he had his face.

What name did he have?

Loomis.

They still around?

Pierce, Robinson, and Arnold Scott

got up bright and early this morning,

rented a wagon and drove out of town.

Where do you suppose they're headin'?

I could take a wild guess.

I'd better get some men together.

What about him-- Urban?

He's screamin' like a stuck pig.

Claims the whole thing at the dance was an accident.

That's what Trampas said.

Why don't you let him out?

Let him out?

All right.

But if he pulls a gun again while he's in this town,

he's in real trouble.

You figure he'll stick around long enough for that?

♪♪

[ horse neighs ]

How's Tramps this morning?

He's better today.

He's not well enough to do his own chores,

but he's well enough to send me to town to do them for him.

[ chuckles ]

This is John Howard, Federal Marshal. Howdy.

How do you do? You got some trouble?

Might be.

And it might be we're just gonna meet a train. Care to join us?

I can't. Today's the first of the month.

I've got to go to town to get the payroll.

See you.

♪♪

Well, there it is.

Yeah.

That's Robinson and Urban Scott.

Where are the other two?

They could be anywhere.

I don't like it.

Something's naggin' on you, Mark.

Yeah, it's all been so easy...

so open.

That story about a shipment of horses,

Robinson showin' up plain as daylight.

And Pierce with a phony name

turning out to be Robinson's old cellmate.

And the Scott brothers ride into town like they owned it.

Yeah, and then slippin' out with that brand new wagon this morning.

What the Virginian said about the payroll--

first on the month-- that's payday for all the spreads around here.

How much goes through that bank?

Oh, 15, 20,000.

It's not 50, but it's a lot easier

with the sheriff and a posse 12 miles out of town,

waiting to protect a train nobody's gonna bother.

We can't take the chance they aren't settin' their sights on the train.

Well, if they are, they won't be alone.

They'll have men on board.

You stay here and cover them.

Uh, Mark--

If it's the bank,

there'll be just two of them back in town.

If it's not, you're gonna have your hands full here.

I'll see you later.

♪♪

MAN: Hurry up.

That's fine. Just put all of it in the satchel.

Hurry up. Do as you're told, nobody gets hurt.

[ gunfire continues ]

Let's go. Hyah!

You all right?

Yeah, I guess so.

Just hope they left enough for the Shiloh payroll.

He won't get far. Got a bullet in him.

I thought you were gonna meet a train.

Yeah, so did they.

♪♪

Howdy.Howdy.

What happened to you?

I had to do a little negotiating for the payroll.

There was a holdup.

Couple of fellas named Scott and Loomis.

Surprised us right in the bank.

Took my gun...

right at the point of clearing out every bit of cash in the place...

when the sheriff showed up.Who?

Huh?

Did you say Loomis?The sheriff did.

Fella called himself Pierce, but his real name was Loomis.

Got away with a whole satchel full of money

and my horse.

Got a piece of lead in him. It'll slow him down some.

Mark's gettin' some men together.

Where are you goin'? You're not supposed to--

♪♪

MAN: Amanda.

Over here.

Mr. Pierce?

You said you'd come back.

I've looked for you.

Couldn't make it sooner. It's business.

You're hurt.

Yeah, it was an accident.

Accident?You can help.

I'll get my father, a doctor.

No!

Now, listen to me, Amanda.

My horse-- I turned him loose.

I'll need a new one and some food.

Mr. Pierce.

You can't ride like that. Let me get someone.

[ horse approaching ]

Mr. Harley.

You shouldn't have come back.

I had to.

Trampas, about your arm, I'm sorry--

It's all right, Mr. Harley.

I was there. I was what happened.

It happened to me. It was an accident.

Is Amanda here?

I don't know. I just came in from the back.

Miriam?Yes?

Would you come in here a minute, please?

I don't want to hurt you, Mandy.

Now, just be quiet.

Promise you'll be quiet.

Fix me up and get me a horse...

and I'll tell you about your mother.

All right? You promise?

She's out riding.

Her pinto's outside.

Well, she should be around somewhere.

But I don't think you should see her.

She was pretty upset when she came home from the dance.

Mr. Harley, the bank in Medicine Bow

was held up this afternoon... by a man named Loomis.

Loomis?

He was wounded, but he got away.

Did he know that you took Amanda in when her mother died?

Yes, he did.

He sent money once.

Well, if he found out Amanda was here and he needed help,

this would be the first place he'd head for.

That's all I can do for you.

But it's not enough.

It'll have to be.

You're dying.

Don't peck at me, now.

Peck at you?

You're soundin' like your mother.

She was always at me,

right from the start.

My mother?

For not being the model of virtue,

for not being the hard-working type

that she thought made up the kingdom of heaven,

and for drinking...

playing cards.

And for lookin' for an easy way to find money

instead of dog-bitter work.

You said you knew them--

my mother and father--

that you'd tell me.

I am telling you, Mandy.

You called me that before--Mandy.

No one else calls me that.

I remember.

They said you were mad,

mad and vicious--

a killer--

that the same madness was in me.

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

It's always easier to steal a dollar

than it is to work for it.

My own daddy taught me that.

But I was stupid.

Little things.

If there's one thing I learned,

it's not to do little things.

Go for the big one. The punishment's the same.

I guess I forgot that this time.

It's too bad.

FRED: Amanda?

Mandy, help me up.

Amanda, are you in here?

Hold it right where you are, both of you.

Throw your guns away.

All right, let's go.

They won't hurt me as long as you're along.

Amanda, don't be frightened.

It'll be all right.

Amanda, there's nothing different about you.

Or him.

His reputation just got bigger than he was.

He's an ordinary man who went sour at life.

But not you, Amanda.

No.

No, you have a hunger for life.

Ooh!

Mandy, help me. Help me.

♪♪

Help me.

I'm your real father.

Your own flesh and blood.

What's in me is in you.

No. You're our child.

Not his. Not ever his.

Shoot. Shoot them!

Help me!

[ music swells ]

We'll get him a doctor.

No.

He's dead.

Amanda. Oh, thank God you're all right.

♪♪

[ horse neighs ]

Morning, Trampas.

Good morning, Mr. Harley.

I was just passin' by, thought I'd stop and say hello.

She's out ridin'.

I expect you could find her if you put your mind to it.

I expect I can.

Morning.Morning.

How are you?Fine.

Trampas...

It was a terrible thing I did to Amanda.

I let her see my own doubts,

my own fears.

She believed them, like I did.

Miriam--

Well, she tried to tell me.

I heard it, but I didn't listen.

I guess I'll never forgive myself.

But I'll make it up to Amanda.

Nothing will ever stand in the way of...

my loving her again.

I know the folks at Shiloh would be mighty pleased

if you'd call some time.

Thanks. We'd be pleased to come.

Good. Bye, now.

Let's go, Buck.

♪♪

Amanda! Amanda!

[ laughing ]

[ theme music playing ]